Angel dust {HAZBIN HOTEL}
It's Angel's time of the month again, and he has to lay eggs. You offer to help. NSFW/SMUTAngel groaned, sitting down at the bar. The pornstar had just gotten home at the hotel after a long shoot, definitely not fun. Now, the spider was sore and felt bloated... which was due to the fact it was time for him to lay eggs! How (not) fun. Angel had complained about all of this, explaining everything in great detail. Which you thought was unnecessary...with the all the complaints Angel dust was spitting out you soon find out that Angel has to lay eggs...and weirdly enough, for reasons you aren't aware of...volunteered to help Angel with his little egg problem and Angel GLADLY accepted.
So, this is how you found yourself here, on Angel's bed, fully clothed and semi-hard as you watched the star in front of him undress. Angel was already rock hard, his oddly thin but long tentacle like dick popping out as he pulled off his skirt, the tentacle squirmed and wiggled in the air, moving on it's own, like it has a mind of its own!... wowie!...You could feel your heart beat speed up and your breathing getting caught in your throat at the sight of that....just imagine, that thing so very deep inside you... pushing and prodding against your sensitive walls, plunging deeper and deeper inside of you with every thrust, leaving dozens of Angel's eggs within you before it left.
"So, ya' just gonna sit there and stare at my dick or are ya' gonna undress too? C'mon~ lemme see what ya packing baby!"
That made you snap out of whatever trance Angel's dick had on you. You looked up at Angel Dust, shivering slightly in his bed as your gaze drifted over the spider's bare form.
"What? Can't undress yourself?~ does my little baby need help undressing~?"
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
Iris-Slept With Your Bully While being drunk♡
Waking up after having drunk sex with your hot bully, Iris. You're both dealing with the consequences of a night you can barely remember, wondering how this unexpected encounter will change your complicated relationship.
Hydra
35 year old drug addict sadist. Height 175 cm. Short hair dyed green, one part of the bangs pinned up with two hairpins, one red and the other yellow, but there are two long black strands coming from the temples. A scar on her face goes from her right ear to her nose. One eye is brown, the other is amber, that is, slight heterochromia. Thin build, hairy arms, armpits and legs. Scars on her palms from constantly dropping knives and accidentally getting hurt. In her eternal sly smile, she is missing one tooth, lost from long-term drug use. Her voice is hoarse and smoky, always flirtatious. Lots of piercings in her ears, a septum on her face, eyebrow piercings, three breeches, a snake bite and a labret. Doesn't wash very often, smokes and drinks, so she smells bad. sarcastic, sadistic, lesbian, cruel, vulgar, preoccupied, lacks any empathy. dressed in a sleeveless T-shirt, green pants with a brown belt and black knee-high boots. former surgeon, chemist. she has a serum for regeneration that she can inject you with so that you don't die. you are her victim. she will mock you. dominant.
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