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It was Christmas time, and your estranged family invited you to their vacation cabin in the forests of spain. Of course you decided to go; You’ve always wanted to visit spain. Though, the tension between you and your family made you question your ultimate decision to join.It was the eve of Christmas, and your wine-drunk parents had made it hard for you to want to continue contributing to the festivities. You were mentally exhausted. It already neared midnight and the charge of your social battery was almost dead while your family kept on celebrating. You used the excuse of grabbing more firewood to have some alone time.Stepping into the frosty air calmed your nervous system and the sound of the frozen snow crunching beneath your boots made you sigh in satisfaction. you wandered out into the woods that surrounded the cabin, looking for firewood as you had claimed you would previously. you felt as if you could finally catch your breath, the cool air shocking your lungs into working properly again. That is, until you heard a branch break beneath someone's feet.“Hello? Dad, is that you?” Your voice broke the eerie silence softened from the snow around you. You hesitantly turned around until you froze. A monster, one you couldn’t fathom you were seeing here in gront of you. His body was covered in fur similar to that of a bear’s; obviously well suited to the cold that currently resided.A low rumbling growl rose from the beasts chest as he saw you acknowledge him. His horns curved back as if he were a ram. The blackish-gray of the keratin coating the horns almost completely blended with the dark, tree covered background. Cloven hooves crunched the snow and pine branches that coated the ground, but the strangest thing of all, was his head. Omcethe fur creeped up to the sternum it became less. The hair was more like a deer’s coat until eventually it abated to normal human peach fuzz and body hair. His arms were almost like a human's; veiny muscles and thick arm hair. Except when you turned your gaze to his wrist and hands, you could see elongated fingers and nails turned to deadly, dark colored claws.But his face. Oh, his face did not look like a monster’s. His curved beak-like nose dominated his harsh, yet beautiful, features. His eyes were gloomy, but a warm brown could be shown through the shadows his full brows casted among his eyes. A scar adorned one of his eyes, thinking of what could’ve given this beastly man a scar was terrifying to say the least. Those lips of his were puffy, plush, and rosy surrounded by a full, yet surprisingly well groomed mustache. He was gorgeous. A true sight to behold.“What are you doing out here human?” A domineering, deep voice snapped you out of your stupor.“I-I,” What were you to tell him? I’m hiding from my dysfunctional family? You definitely can’t say that, so you settled with: “I’m gathering firewood.”“Firewood?” His nose visibly twitched, as if sniffing the air, “Then why does the air smell of a sour lie?”You were taken aback by his bold inference. “It wasn’t a lie! It was a half-truth, there’s a difference.”“But you are lonely, no?.” Hooves make a soft crunching sound as he creeps ever closer. You shuffle back intimidated, scared, yet with something else lingering under the surface. His approach continues until your back collides with the bear stump of a dead tree. Claws reach for your hair, scooping some up as he lends his curved nose in. The sound of a big inhale could be heard due to the intimacy of the closeness. “I can smell it.” His breath brushed your ear as a shudder ran through you.He moved away, strong arms caging you against the tree. He leaned down to look you in your wide eyes.“Oh, hermosa,” He purred. “No one need be alone on christmas.” You tapped his nose with his pointer finger. “My nose can tell you agree.”You hesitated, but nodded. He wasn’t ugly despite his jarring features. In fact you thought quite the opposite, whether that was odd or not, you didn't want to think about it. And he was right, afterall, the slickness between your thighs has been slightly growing since he first spoke.He lifted you up with ease before gently laying you out on a patch of ground spared from most of the snow, under the blanket of a large evergreen tree. The monster traveled down my torso, until he was at eyeline with my jeans. Lifting his claws, before I could even protest, he shredded my pants with one big swipe.“Hey, Be careful! I’ll be cold.” I complained.“Hush, you won’t be cold for long.” I could feel the rumbling in his chest against my knees as he spoke. Immediately after, he used the nail on his pointer finger to slice the gusset of your panties. Seeing his clawed hands reach for your folds frightened you. Your hand shot out to grab his wrist before he could continue, but as you brought his fingers closer to your line of sight you saw his razor sharp nails have retracted to a normal, safe length. His eyes locked onto yours, making sure your fear had subsided before whispering words of reassurance, “I got you amore, do not worry.”His fingers lowered back down and parted your lips to the chilled air. It made you shiver, partly from the cold, but partly from the anticipation. Pressing his sharp nose into your opening, he inhaled. The sigh that escaped him was dreamy and shaky.“You smell so much sweeter up close.” With the cold forest air mixed in, he couldn’t help but think you smelled like the cooling and sugary flavor of white chocolate peppermint bark.He nuzzled into you, before his nose moved up to nudge at your clit. You let out a gasp at the sudden attention. “Let me taste you.” The murmur between your legs was barely audible, and with no such comprehensible warning, His long rough tongue speared you, making your breath catch in your throat.You moaned as his tongue tickled your cervix. The slurping sounds were audible in the night air, making the whole experience more surreal. You felt his hand brush up from where it rested against your thigh. The trail left goosebumps in its wake and as it slowly climbed, his tongue slipped out of your channel and onto your clit. The stretch as two of his monstrously thick fingers entered you ached in a pleasant way as he started to explore your spongy insides with his finger pads. With a sharp inhale, your back arched off of the soft ground as he curled just-so at that sensitive area on the roof of your pussy.Relentlessly he worked you over, the sensations blurred your mind as your desperate whimpering sped up. Your hands gripped onto his smooth, curved horns as your hips undulated against his face. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” The incoherent rambles spilled from your opened mouth as your peak hit you with a blinding force. His fingers and tongue continued through your orgasm until coming to a slow and steady stop.You lay there, flushed and blissed out. The euphoria only leaves as the shock of something bigger teases your entrance. Shifting up to lean back on your elbows, you get a glimpse at him and your eyes widen. The girth was that of your forearm and his length seemed too long for you to take.“Wait-wait! That won’t fit!” The exacerbation was evident in your frantic voice, yet the gush of fluid that came out of you was telling a different story than fear.“Do not worry, carino, I will be gentle.” He huffed, obviously struggling to contain himself. His large cock swept through your folds a few times to gather your slick, and as doing so, you could feel the ridges that protruded right under the head. Another gush from your core came out to help lubricate. “Ah, see, now you are getting excited again.” The sly smirk he gave made you blush with mild embarrassment.After a few more swipes, his bulbous head had caught on your opening. A groan deep from within his chest bloomed as his head pushed in with a ‘pop’. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you could feel the ridges rub against your walls while he breached the entrance further. The stretch was painful of course, but not unbearably so; you could tell he was trying his best to go slow. He shifted to lean over you, elbows caging your face, and in doing so, a sudden two inches of him punched into you. A loud gurgle could be heard coming from your throat. His dick had punched the air right out of you, but, although uncomfortable at first, the gasping sounds slipping through your lips had turned into long whines of pleasure.“Almost. There.” He grunted atop of you, his eyes closed in concentration. “You must relax, amore, or I won’t be able to fully sink in.” you had not realized you were clenching so hard until you consciously relaxed your lower muscles, and in doing so he slipped the last bit of himself in with shocking ease. He sighed in relief at the feeling of finally being fully bottomed out inside of your warm, inviting cunt. Thus, without notice, he started to move.Long, hard thrusts that bullied and bruised your cervix made you whimper in delight. The feeling of his dick could be felt in the base of your throat from the effort in which he moved against every one of your overloaded nerves. Your mind was in a haze of sensations until you felt his large hand take yours.“Meirda!” He cursed, “Do you feel that?” He rumbled happily as he gingerly placed your hand on your own stomach. “I am in your guts, carino.”You could feel how fast he was moving through your own skin; that fact made you dizzy in the best ways possible as some drool started to slip through your parted, painting lips. A warm, meaty muscle trailed up your neck as his tongue licked up your spilled saliva. His long appendage then dipped into your mouth. In contrast to his violent tempo moving inside your body, his tongue did a passionate dance with yours, soft and gentle. The juxtaposition of it all made your eyes cross. Hid head adjusting to then push and push against your tender G-spot was what sent you over the edge. With a deafening, high pitched moan you could feel your juices squirt against your loving monster’s fur. Your body twitched with a wild, uncontrollable fervor and the feel of his scalding hot cum, filling you to the brim, had warmed your insides.⛧_-_-_-_*_-_-_-_☾_-_-_-_*_-_-_-_⛧By the time, your mind returned to your body, you were being cradled against his board, fuzzy chest. Your body no longer touched the ice cold ground, and as his semen dripped from your core, it warmed your thighs it was smeared upon.“My sweet amore, I told you, you would not be cold for long, no?” He smiled as he nuzzled into your hair.
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Imagine waking up to Max Phillips between you’re legs, eating you out.He awoke a bit earlier to the smell of blood, realizing your period had started a day early he got to work.You moaned as his ministrations helped ease the cramping that started to clench your abdomen.Once he realized you woke up, he'd slip his middle finger in, slowly followed by his pointer finger.He'd instantly be able to find that soft, squishy spot on the inside of your walls.You'd mewl and whine as he speeds up, his tongue lapping at the juices leaking from your sensitive opening.The cramping fades and a different sort of sensation in your lower stomach starts to grow in it's place.He gives the finishing blow by sucking your messy clit into his mouth and you let out a breathy moan as you cum around his fingers and mouth.He hurries and laps up the remaining blood and juices until you have to push his face off of you. The sensations becoming too overwhelming.He looks up and smiles at you with his lopsided smirk before lifting you up bridal style and starting a warm epsom salt bath for the two of you.
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Coming home from the busy store had you overwhelmed. Arriving home you put the groceries down, but before putting them away, you run to your bedroom to change into your comfiest pair of lounge clothes.On your way back to the kitchen, you get stopped by your handsome husband, Jack.“Hey, darling, what’s wrong?” He had that caring look on his face and it almost made you break out into a sob.“Im just so overwhelmed! All the noises from the crowds shopping and the terrible fluorescent lights it just kills me!” You start to hiccup, “a-and-and it’s embarrassing! I wish I could function like a normal person for once!” You wrap your arms around yourself, putting pressure on your chest.“Oh, hunny. It’s okay to be different, I love you no matter what.” He gave his lopsided smile before brightening up. “Now what do you need me to do? Would you like your space or would you like my help?”You swung your arms out in a ‘hug me’ gesture and whined “I need you, Jack.”He hugged you, putting pressure in between your shoulder blades to help calm you.When your relationship became serious and you told him about your autism, he decided to look up some resources to help care for you. He found out about the pressure hug that helps reduce the fight or flight response.You know how much whiskey reminds you that you don’t need to be insecure about your struggles and it has really helped you come out of your shell.“I love ya, darling. You’re safe with me.” He set a soft kiss on your forehead.
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You’ve been traveling with Willam and his group since Pero joined. You and him have been childhood friends, therefore you had a connection to him that most didn’t have the pleasure of having. His grumpiness scares people off, but being as close as you always were with him, you got to see the playful, albeit still quiet and stern, side of him.It’s been a particularly rough day. It was the evening and the loss of your group had been devastating. You all have reached the last run of your journey for the black powder. Will, Pero, and you were the last survivors. Being caught by an army late this morning, witnessing green monsters, and finally, to your close friend’s delight, a filling dinner.You sit on your firm, creaky bed. Sharing a room with the two boys, yet only one present.“Hm? Where’s Will?” Softly blurting the question out loud.“Probably ravaging the commander girl, no?” The fellow Spaniard spoke with a hint of humor to his tone.“Pfft. You are most likely right.” You let out a breathy chuckle back. Being alone with him has been accompanied with a lingering sexual tension as of late. Biting your lip you remembered the times when you were young, when life was simpler. Having a one sided romance for him, you’d pick wild flowers, forge him crowns from nature. He never liked it when you put them on him, typically giving it back by placing them atop your head and whispering compliments in your shared native tongue. He’d call you bonita, pretty. It always put a blush on your cheeks; he’d tease you about it of course, but it was always worth it.You were startled out of your daze by a snap. Pero stared intently at your face.“What are you thinking, bonita?”“How some things never change.” You replied with a gentle smile. You were more soft spoken, a stark contrast to his gruffness.The two of you sat in silence for a few moments, both sitting on your respective beds.“Mph..” he grumbled.“Is something wrong, Pero?” You leaned towards his bed, closing the gap slightly.“Have you noticed?”“Noticed what?” Peeking up curiously, you tilted your head to the side.“How we are drawn to each other. Ever since youth.”“You remember the wildflowers?”“Sí, sí! Those were magnifico! I miss those days. Calm, loving.” He moved to sit next to you.“After-“ you gulped, nervous from the close proximity, “after this is over… we could go back to that, yes?”“Hermosa..” he purred in your ear, stubble tickling your cheek. “Why wait..?” He tugged on your earlobe with his teeth.Shuddering as a response, he took that as a sign to continue. Nipping down your neck until he got to the thin skin of your collar bone.“Mmmhhh..” you sighed constantly. “But… mi amor. You never loved me.. not like-“ a whimper broke your sentence as he pulled away, “not like you are loving me now.”He cupped your cheek on either side. While cradling your face, he looked you in the eye. “But I have. I have loved you. I do love you.” He pushed his lips to your own. A gentle passion grew feverish as the moment progressed. The way he kissed you was the only confirmation you needed.You pulled his tunic up, not breaking apart until it was dragged up over his head. Panting, forehead to forehead, he unbuttoned your blouse and you shrugged it off your shoulders.“Oh hermosa.” He growled at the sight of your hardened nipples like a feral animal ready to devour its prey.He rested his head at the base of your neck, smelling in your scent. His calloused hands kneaded your breasts as he trailed wet kisses down your sternum.“A-ah! Mierda!” The curse was following the large gasp that erupted from you as he encapsulated your perky bud into his warm mouth.He pulled away with a ‘tsk-tsk’, “what a naughty mouth you have. You should be punished.”You purred as he brushed his teeth around the previously untouched nipple. He bit down on the sensitive skin which made your breath hitch.“I- L-mnngh..” you tried to get words out, but when he pinched your other bundle of nerves, your sentence was lost in your throat.“Sí, mi amor?” He smirked against your breast.“Lower..! I-I need you in me, Pero!” You gasped out as his smirk widened.He purred into your ear as he stuck a finger through your folds. “Like this?”You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut at the sensation.“You’re so tight.” He breathed, then halted as the realization dawned on him. “Bonita? Are you still pure..?”You blushed and nodded in mild embarrassment. You knew of the many women your companion has bedded and your lack of experience made you shy.His eyes widened, “ Are-Are you sure you wish to do this with me..? You sweet hermosa, are you sure you want me to taint your innocence..?” You detected a hint of insecurity in his tone, he was worried you’d reject him.Your gentle nod turned vigorous, “yes! Yes, Pero, please!”His finger slipped out of you to then brush through your slick. Smearing it in your thighs. He pulled up your skirts as he laid his forehead against yours.“Are you ready? I’ll go slow for you, Bonita.” You nodded and his tip started brushing against your slit before gently slipped into you. Just the head had you clenching. “Relax for me, no? It’ll feel better soon, bear with it for a bit longer.”With another slow, methodical push, he sheathed himself in you. You could feel his tip pushing against your cervix with a pleasurable pressure.The air was sucked out of your lungs as he leaned down to kiss you. A fiery kiss, filled to the brink with desire and desperation. He started to shift against the soft tissue of your inside as he moved.His smooth long thrusts made you squirm.“You’re doing so good for me, mí amor.” His breath was hitching. “Your sweet pussy is sucking me in.” He grunted. “Mierda.. so.. fuckin’.. tight..” he whispered that last sentence as an afterthought.“Faster… faster.. pleaaase!” You whined and he instantly complied, excited that you’ve adjusted.The thrusts were short, fast, and sloppy. The sound of flesh slapping echoed in a loop off the stone walls of the foreign chamber.He grunted in your ear, “mmmhm.. c-close.. hermosa.. so close- hhnng!” You we’re too.. and when the pressure finally exploded in you, the grip your walls had on his member made him release his bliss.You could feel the warm, thick liquid spill inside you. Filling you with a sweet full feeling. You both panted and he pulled out, the seed he squirted inside you, leaked. He spread your folds with his index and middle finger and watched as your combined juices spilled.“Hot..” he whispered before lowering his head and swiping his tongue through your folds, collecting the sweet nectar in one long lick. Your sensitive nub made you shiver at his contact.The exhaustion falling over you, he tidied your dress and curled next to you, pulling a blanket.“I love you, my sweet Bonita.” He sighed with wholesome content, yet you were already asleep. You didn’t hear his confession, but you knew it either way.You loved each other.
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You lay in your sleeping bag, too lightheaded to get up. The pain from your endometriosis clutches your gut and you groan. The sound of shuffling from the other side of the tent makes you freeze.Ezra, your aurelac prospector partner, wakes in his own makeshift bed. “Darlin’ Dove? What ails you?” He mumbles, still rising from the fog of sleep.“Um, My pain is just flaring up, I’ll be fine, Ezra, go back to sleep.” you acknowledge, embarrassed for having such struggles in the first place. You turn away from him, laying on your side so your back faces him.“Oh, Sweet Little Birdie,” He sighs, but not in frustration, rather the sigh was due to concern. He loathed feeling such self depreciation ooze off of you over something that’s out of your control. More shuffling sounded as he used his one arm to peel back his sleeping bag. He slowly stepped towards you before unzipping your sleeping bag halfway.A shudder travels your body as the cool, early morning air breaches your covers.“Hush, Honey, you’ll warm up in a second.” He cooed before shuffling in behind you, effectively spooning you in a cocoon of comfort. “There you go, good girl.” Pushing up your pajama shirt to access your lower stomach., he lays his warm hand upon your aching skin. You sigh at the makeshift human heating pad. Relief envelopes you as your companion kisses your hair softly.“Now, go back to that delightful dreamland for a bit longer, Dove, I’ll keep you warm and safe.”You hummed and quickly fell back asleep.