Werewolf Bf That Tries To Be Submissive For You. Letting You Pet And Cuddle Him, But When It Gets To

The Mausoleum by the Phantom Painter

Hi. I’d like to make a confession. I want a demon boyfriend who bounces me on his cock while I grip his horns for leverage. When he cums, it’s hot and tingly, like a shot of whiskey on a cold day. Then we snuggle as he holds me in his arms with his wings closed around us and his tail wrapped securely around my leg. Alright. I’m going to go sign up for electroshock therapy. Y’all take care now. Love the blog. ✌️

I love the idea of demons having sensitive horns, especially around the base. so when you hold onto his horns it just drives him WILD and he just can't help but fuck up into you harder-which makes you grip his horns tighter- which makes him fuck you harder. it's such a vicious cycle.

I'm also a big fan of demons with glowing cocks/cum. Like UGHHHH a glowing stomach bulge is so fucking hot to me. its never been so easy to watch your lover rearrange your guts! or like with the cum Imagine your demon forcing you to look at him fucking you, watch as his cock goes in and out and in and out then he gives one final sharp trust and suddenly there's something lighting you up from the inside.

and yes of course his cum isn't just warm. it's hot, everything about him is hot. his skin, his breath, his growls, and it's perfect to keep you nice and toasty if your heat ever gives out. Imagine your demon boyfriend jerking off and cumming on a rag then he makes you hump it. even with his cum cooling down it's still warm, and wet and ugh it feels good pressing it between your legs and just the idea of humping his cum rag is so fucking dirty- you're a MESS. also side note but demons cum buckets. I don't make the rules.

as for tails... as much fun as it is to have him fucking you with it I'd like to propose- Demon boyfriend using his tail as a gag. like he's fucking you from behind and his long tail swings around to slip into your mouth, choking you a little bit on the flared head but successfully muffling your moans. just be careful with your teeth. you wouldn't want to get punished, would you? you wouldn't want him to take his tail out of your mouth and use it more like a whip... would you?

and I know demons are usually portrayed with bat wings but I just love feathery angel wings too much. your demon boyfriend leaves feathers every fucking where. as a subtle way to mark your home as his territory. he will also make you wear some of his black feathers in a necklace. Because you're being a bitch and won't let him carve demonic runes in your skin to mark you as his- so the feather will have to do... for now.

anyways we should see if there's a two-for-one deal on electro-shock therapy.

yeah babe you look like a vampire yes you look undead i promise love can we go now

me, flirting: you could probably catch me easily if you chased me through the forest

🥲 a werewolf mercilessly fucking someone while apologizing for being too rough, but not being able to stop. :( pussydrunk werewolves my beloveds…

pussy drunk werewolf. what will he do

Before he even gets you naked your werewolf can smell your yummy pussy from a mile away, he knows when you're wet almost before you do. Poor baby is left licking at your belt begging you to please let him eat you out he promises he'll do a good job :(

It’s only a second after you give your consent that your clothes are shredded with their massive claws. You might be allowed to keep your shirt on if he's feeling generous he only really wants access to your sweet cunt anyways.

His big claws dig into your thighs pushing your legs apart and giving him access to what he's after. It feels like he's trying to fuck you with his tongue the way he digs it into you, his nose bumping and rubbing against your clit in his desperate attempt to get his tongue deeper into your cunt.

100% the kinda man to eat pussy for his pleasure, not yours. He doesn't even notice when you cum the first time... or the second. he's just so obsessed with the way you taste, the way you squeeze around his fat tongue.

If he's smart- he'll shove a pillow between his legs to hump. but if he lets his instincts win he'll just pathetically buck his hips into the air while he eats you up.

Really the only way to get him to come up for air is to beg him to knot you. Tell him that you need to feel his cock where his mouth is.

"Are you sure you can take it? you were so tight around my tongue and my cock is much bigger..."

He's suddenly sadistic, he'd be happy to eat you out for hours, if you want more than that he's going to need convincing. He won't use his big fingers on you, you have to stretch yourself out for him. Prove how much you want his dick, beg for him to fuck you deep in the parts you can't reach with your pathetic human hands.

Whatever prep work you manage won't be enough. It hurts as he pushes into you, but the sting makes your mouth water. He wasn't planning on giving you time to adjust but you're literally so tight around his cock he can't move. It takes a surprising amount of strength to pull back from the vice-like grip of your cunt. Don't worry sweet thing he'll fuck you loose.

"s-slow down. I can't! it's too much!" you whimpered. But he can't stop now- the way your cunt spasms around him sucks him in, it's like his hips have a mind of their own as he fucks you. His clawed hands fall to your hips pinning you against the bed with his weight. He's so much bigger, so much stronger than you what choice do you have but to take it?

"Sorry, I know- I know it's a lot but-fuck baby you feel so good. I can't stop I'll just cum real quick then we can be done- I'll just knot this tight pussy then I'll feel good-"

His string of apologies soon becomes incoherent babbling and snarling. You feel so good around him that he can't help but give in to his instincts. And his instincts are telling him to pound you until you go colorblind.

He leans down and licks your face, drinking your tears of overstimulation before he buries his face in the crook of your neck and bites down on your shoulder- through the shirt he let you keep on back when he just wanted to eat your pussy.

"sorr- sorry- fuck I'm sorry baby-" he cries out in warning as his thrusts pick up speed and he forces his knot inside your already full cunt as his seed pours into you.

Even as his cock goes soft and his knot goes down he doesn't pull out, he keeps his hips flush against yours as he holds you close. your pussy just feels too good to leave. so warm and perfect for him.

He'll give you a little time to catch your breath- maybe he'll even let you fall asleep but if you do just know you'll wake up with his tongue deep in you once again.

Nothing is more upsetting to me then when I see a post like “ghost nsfw” and get all excited for some spooky paranormal smut then it’s that motherfucker from call of duty

Monster girls that can smell when you’re horny… Trying so hard to be discreet or maybe not even being fully aware of the fact you’re growing aroused, but she can always sense it. Can stoke the sparks into a flame that has you begging and panting for her. Can read you like a book and fuck you like a toy, without fail <3

riding ur werewolf bf while he’s using the cuffs you gave him, it’s not fair! he can’t even touch you properly like this :( so he just whimpers and whines like a scolded puppy, wanting more attention.

(he can easily break free, but he’s just playing along for you.🥲💗)

there's this Idea of Papper Handcuffs. basically, it's not about the actual restraining power of your cuffs, but the idea of being restrained. It's very much that.

If he really wanted to, he could snap the handcuffs in half hell he could snap the bed in half without much effort. But if he did that you'd punish him for being a bad boy, and he's not a bad boy, he's a good boy!

he whimpers as you stroke his cock slowly. " it's not enough," he whines. he needs to feel you from the inside, and he needs to touch you. You don't care.

"You'll take what I give you, or you'll get nothing at all," you tell him. squeezing his cock a little harder and his eyes roll back in his head.

"Y-yes okay I'll just take what I get," he agrees stupidly. he flexes his thighs and tries to buck his hips up subtly enough that you won't call him out, his wrists struggling against the restraints.

"Say thank you," you order.

"T-Thank you for jerking me off- thank you for letting me use your hand," He moans, obediently.

"Awe, such a good boy, I might just have to give you a treat~" you purr, then laugh because his ears prick when you say 'treat'.

Siren!boyfriend who wasn't always a siren and who was never really your boyfriend...

you were a sailor who spent more time on a boat than you ever did on land. you stop one night in a harbor town and meet him. He's human and shy. A series of storms keep you in town for much longer than planned. He's cute, he offers you a space in his bed for as long as you need it and his place is certainly much nicer than your quarters on the ship

it's only a few weeks, it's not even dating, just sleeping together really, but he's in love with you, obsessed with you. when the weather clears up he begs you with tears in his eyes to stay to be his, and he cries when you tell him you can't stay. He asks if you'll visit him again, if he can write you letters if he can get a job on the ship just to come with you. The answer is still no.

He watches with tears in his eyes as your ship sails away, as you leave him. he's never felt this way about anyone. he can't think straight now that you're gone. and the thought that you're gone, maybe gone forever, makes his heartache

it's more than heartache, he can't breathe properly now that you're gone. life isn't worth living. the night after you leave he tries to drown himself in the ocean.

Only he doesn't die, he's saved and reborn as a siren.

it's more than he can ask for really, because now he can go where you go! He catches up with your ship eventually. some of his new Siren brothers and sisters pointed him in the direction.

he sees you sometimes. as you work on the ship, as you lean over the edge of the railing to look at the endless blue, the blurring of the ocean and the sky at the horizon. and he gets to watch you.

what surprises him most about his new body, besides the tail, the gills the not being human anymore, is how hungry he is for you. he can smell you, and while he'd desired you in his human life this is different. he keeps having to push away fantasies where he bites down on your throat and your skin and muscle would break away in his mouth. He can almost taste the way your blood blooms into his mouth, melting on his tongue like butter.

But he loves you! you're his soulmate! he would never hurt you... your crewmates are nowhere near as lucky. if anyone of them gets too close or lingers alone for too long, Your siren Boyfriend will gladly sing to them, call to them until they slip over the edge of the boat and to his wanting teeth.

for a while thats enough for him. watching you when he can and eating everyone else. but he's hungry for more. He's been a siren for a while how he's sure that he can have you and not eat you... probably. he still remembers what humans need and he's sure that he can provide.

so one night when he catches you alone. he sings for you, a beautiful irresistible song. one that has you stepping closer to hear more clearly, you don't even realize you're climbing over the ship's railing until you're in freefall.

like so many other sailors you fall into his arms, but unlike so many others you live. It may have taken him becoming a monster, but you're finally his.