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Alear x Lumera, Futa Alear - 'Futa Emblem Series' (incest themes, somnophilia, gentle sex, romance, pining, mommy kink )
Lumera stepped to the bedside of her daughter, and placed a hand on Alear’s cheek, lightly stroking with her fingernails, emitting a soft, relaxed sigh. Pure fondness shone in her gaze as she traced the features she adored so much: Alear, her chosen, was truly the most beautiful being Lumera had ever seen. Hair once as crimson as blood was now deep blue on one side, locks flowing down her shoulders. It was the mark of Lumera’s forbidden love. Sadness shone in her vivid eyes as she pushed the blankets covering Alear aside, climbed on top of the bed, straddling her daughter while hiking her dress up.
She wore nothing underneath. Full, motherly figure on display, she imagined Alear opening her eyes and staring at her with hungry anticipation. Her daughter was completely naked. She grabbed hold of the pale, limp cock between Alear’s legs and pumped it slowly. Alear didn’t make a sound, her eyes didn’t even twitch. Lumera hungered for her reactions, even though this wasn’t sex. It was healing, weaving her energy into the girl beneath her.
Alear x Veyle Futa Alear - 'Futa Emblem' (Incest, rough sex, dubious consent, femdom, breeding)
“Did you really think it would be that easy?” Veyle cooed, trailing a finger down Alear’s cheek, her throat, and reaching the deep swell of her cleavage. She licked her lips as she began stripping the Divine Dragon of her precious armor, a stirring in her body making her ache. Soon, so soon. “That you could talk me into betraying my own father?”
As the top of her armor was torn off and tossed aside, the Divine Dragon’s face flooded with crimson.
“W-What are you doing?” Alear demanded, but the shadowy bindings stopped her from putting a halt to this- she gasped as Veyle felt up her chest, unrestrained squeezes that made her belly burn. Embarrassment and excitement mixed into a sweet potion. She tried to shake it off, but Veyle didn’t let her, their eyes meeting.
That adorable face was so wretched right now, that smirk was despicable!
“I-I’ll wake you up, I promise,” Alear whispered desperately as her chest was laid bare. “I won’t hate you, even after this.”
Veyle rolled her eyes. “Talking like that while I strip you is just shameful! You know what’s coming, don’t you? I wonder if you’ll be able to keep that tough girl act once I drain you dry. Will you learn to despise me when this pussy makes you turn against the ones you love? Abandon her?” Veyle emphasized her words by pulling her dress up, showing off what lay underneath. She was dripping wet under her feather-dress, her pussy craving its other half.
And seeing her glistening folds, already ready and waiting for her, Alear’s eyes widened, and she fell utterly silent.
Veyle x Zephia (Futa emblem. futa Veyle. Femdom, lactation, huge breasts, breeding, dubious consent, hurt 0 comfort, abusive/toxic dynamic, mommy kink)
“But let’s not think about such unpleasant things. You’ll never see your precious friend again, but… at least you’ll have mama, Lady Veyle. Come to me.” The dragon-mage pressed their lips together, running her tongue along Veyle’s mouth to get entrance as she always did, but this time the little dragon denied access, slamming her hands into Zephia’s chest, forcing her back a short distance.
“N-No, no, d-don’t say such things,” Veyle whispered in despair, shaking her fluffy-haired head back and forth with all the passion in the world in her violet eyes. “Alear will defeat my father, I-I know she will, and then she-”
“Then she what?” Zephia cooed. “She’ll come to rescue you? Be your friend again? You might not remember what you did, but she will. All that bloodshed, the smell of burning flesh on the wind, her dead comrades… that’s your fault. She won’t save you, because she doesn’t want to.”
**Futa Emblem. Upcoming collection of futa Fire Emblem fics.
Tyzulamai Modern Au , Futa Azula- 'The Girls in the Van' (rape, drugs, possessive sex, jealousy, toxic dynamic)
Sex didn't matter to Ty Lee. She would’ve been happy just holding hands, shopping, partying together. This rough feeling, this penetration, she didn’t like it… Ty Lee panted, and met eyes with Mai.
She’d almost forgotten Zuko’s girlfriend was here.
Her expression said it all, finally made everything make sense. Her cold, angry amber gaze, eyes narrow, lips twisted downward. There was no sympathy there. Only envy.
‘She wants Azula for herself… wants this for herself. But she can’t… so she watches her destroy people.’
Ty Lee gasped, buried her face in Azula’s neck, inhaling her scent. She focused on all the things she loved about Azula, let the darkness come, Mai’s searing golden eyes like twin suns… she embraced a willing eclipse. And Mai receded away. Just the two of them. The warm hot haze of marijuana made her ache now, throb - or maybe that was the way Azula was whimpering.
Azula fucked away her father. Each vicious stroke sent every memory that ever held her in check scattering away, it shattered his memory every time. She clung to Azula’s back, eyes wide as the pain began to recede. A wet, hot feeling spread. Azula felt it. She smirked.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get bored of a girl like you,” Azula whispered hotly, “I’m not letting you lose this part of yourself. It’s mine.” Azula ripped open Ty Lee’s top, revealing her breasts. “Mai. Get the camera.”
Tsunade x Futa Shizune - Helping Hand (Drunk sex, forgetfulness, pining, toxic dynamic, hurt/comfort)
Tsunade lost herself in those deep-dark eyes everytime. Seeing the tears glistening on Shizune’s eyelashes should’ve made her put a stop to all this. An empathetic person would know this was nothing less than torture, that tomorrow, Tsunade wouldn’t face up to herself, and Shizune’s little heart would be torn apart all over again.
But that just turned Tsunade on even more.
She always pretended Shizune had a choice, made it vocal, she pouted, and whined, “D-Do you not want to fuck me anymore, Shizune? Am I getting too old? I-I don’t turn you on anymore?”
That’s what she said this time, she always said something that pulled at Shizune’s heartstrings. Her assistant shook her head, short dark hair dancing, and she grabbed Shizune’s breasts, burying her face in them.
“I-it’s not that!” She gasped into Tsunade’s immense bust, and her tears soaked the inside of her breasts. Tsunade shivered, and licked her lips. Then she pulled her face out, and peered up at Tsunade, pouting deliciously. “It’s the opposite. I can’t think straight anymore, Tsunade. T-This morning… I wanted you the second I saw you.”
FIRESEED NEW CHAPTER
Bending used to comfort her. Utter domination, precise vicious strikes that broke through the defense of all the weaklings around her always smashed apart her broken thoughts, until they were nothing anymore. No comfort came now. Firelord Azula had far surpassed the three men she was currently sparring with years ago, even though they were all double her age or more. This was all a game to her; not that the triviality was the issue – usually, she rather liked how they fell so easily, and her punishment if their performance was lackluster or cowardly always pleased her even more.
Blue fire and lightning ripped through the air, and after a particularly well-aimed strike toward the temple of one soldier the smell of singed hair flooded the room. She’d missed his face, but it didn’t really matter where it hit. Hand extended, Azula smiled wickedly, controlled the strength of the fire, did not let it weaken as it began to eat at his hair and toward his scalp.
She licked her lips as panic set in on his face. His bending was far inferior, when he tried to get control of her flame, it was pointless, like a bug trying to overpower a dragon. She flicked two fingers, and the heaving blue flame grew stronger, beginning to devour his flesh now. Sparring did not satisfy her, but she had a feeling something else would. She wanted to burn someone, everyone, to the ground.
The two other soldiers stared in shock as he began to scream. Azula laughed. His pain-filled face was silly, mouth stretched open around his shrill scream in a monstrous, inhuman fashion. It truly was painful to be burned. A terrible way to go. It was her favorite way to subject pain on her enemies, controlling the temperature, making it slow and agonizing.
NEW SAUSAGE PIZZA (Futa Sivir x harem. Underage, kidnapping, toxic dynamic, cheating, etc)
“Y-You better stay where you are,” Sivir warned, but her voice quivered.
Evelyn raised a dainty eyebrow, crossing the basement toward her, hands on her hips. “You’re still bossing me around. Cute.”
“Cute? Nah. More like pissed off and going to get you locked up one day, lady.”
When that didn’t get much of a reaction Sivir inhaled deeply, and clenched her fists. She couldn’t move around much, spread-eagle and chained to the wall as she was. Second time this week she was forcefully tied up by some crazy woman… but now, Senna’s dark body and hypersexual nature was a true gift. She didn’t realize how normal Senna was until now, how lovely, how sweet. And Leona too.
Truth was, she’d always wanted to fuck Leona. That was why Leona always talking about Diana always pissed her off. Sure, it was partially because Sivir and Diana were friends, but also she never really understood why Leona went for Diana instead of her. Those two were opposites, like night and day; Sivir and Leona would fit together really nicely, at least Sivir always thought so, and tomorrow during their fake date she was hoping she’d convince Leona to at least make-out, even if it was to make Diana jealous.
Now she was trapped in purgatory, and probably wouldn’t make it out in time tomorrow for their fake date.
WET - league of legends futa oneshots https://archiveofourown.org/series/528379
NEW WET (Futa Leona x Diana, hurt cmfort, romance, breeding)
Diana hated fate. Would fight against it until the very end. Even if her own treacherous body screamed at her to melt into Leona’s arms as chocolate might in the sun; her prideful tendencies refused to let her relent, even now, even after a battle where peace between them had supposedly been won, even if it was temporary.
Leona used to be the kind of girl that didn’t go in for a second kiss. She didn’t take rejection well, and she got haughty about it, and never asked twice. Even when Diana regretted it, and begged, Leona didn’t forgive… but that was the past. Now, she pressed her cheek to Diana’s, and exhaled softly.
They matched breathing… not even intentionally. So despicable, this twisted lovely feeling; if Diana could wrench it out of herself she would. She stared up above the dusky tree line, at the weak speckle of stars starting to rear their sparkling heads.
‘Please,’ She begged, ‘Mother Moon, turn my heart and eyes aside. Anyone but her. I’m scared… I’m scared!’
But the moon was utterly silent, and when Leona kissed her again, harshly this time, a lover’s kiss, demanding, Diana crumbled.
NEW WET 2 (ENEMIES TO LOVERS, futa akali, rough sex, hurt comfort, breeding)
“No,” Syndra whispered, pale tresses brushing the ninja’s face, “just lay there. And don’t talk.”
Akali laughed, smirking beneath her mask, but she didn’t disobey; she laid there like an obedient toy, a pet. It was what Syndra wanted – true surrender. Akali didn’t submit to anyone, not ever, but she let the mage embrace delusion. If Syndra thought long and hard about it, the highly intelligent woman would’ve realized exactly what Akali was sent here for, and it wasn’t this. She wondered what Syndra’s expression would be when she discovered that everything between them was false, that she was tethered to Akali, who had been ordered to cut her throat the moment she was deemed too unruly to be a good pawn… there was a dark side of the Kinkou that many in Ionia hid away from. Master Shen didn’t approve of such measures, but there were people above him, who didn’t mind using harsher means, people who gave Akali orders.
Syndra glowered at her as she slowly ground their crotches together, chasing the stiffness between Akali’s legs, riding the bulge as Akali rapidly hardened for her, so hard and hot. Syndra bit her lip, shuddering and pouting as she whispered, “Stop thinking. I can tell you’re… restless. Just look at me. Worship me properly.”
“Worship you,” Akali smiled, and for the first time, when Syndra reached up to touch her mask she didn’t push the pale hand away. What in the world was she thinking? If Syndra saw her face, she’d definitely have to kill her one day if it meant keeping that secret. Odd… the thought of eliminating Syndra was disgustingly unbearable. '
NEW WET Futa poppy x vex (Yordles, romance, enemies to lovers, breeding)
Vex whimpered, burying her blushing face in her sleeves. She didn’t want Poppy to see how embarrassed she was, how good it felt when that goody-two-shoes filled up her pussy.
“I-I don’t need you,” Vex stammered hurriedly as Poppy steadily pounded into her. The pig-tailed yordle pouted, blue cheeks blushing purple.
“W-Well I need you,” Poppy murmured softly, “I… really like you, Vex.”
“D-Don’t say something like that while you’re N-NNNH!”
Poppy started to hit some filthy, special part in her… her pussy started squeezing down all on its own. She hated it, she really did… she only wrapped her legs around Poppy’s firm, round butt because she wanted this to be over faster. That was why she did it, it really really was, she didn’t like Poppy too. She didn’t like her big, fat cock that throbbed just right against her inner walls, she didn’t like the cute face staring into her own, huge violet eyes shining and framed by long lashes.
She hated that face, and those lips which had stolen a kiss when they didn’t have a right to!
“I-I don’t want to leave you behind,” Poppy confessed. “I thought all I cared about was finding the Hero… but then I met you. Now I have another reason to keep going.”
PERSONA 4 - Chie x Yukiko, 0 futa yuri, lesbians, friends to lovers
Their friendship was supposed to go back to normal after the princess incident; key words, supposed to. It didn’t happen; at least not for Chie. While Yukiko seemed to go on as she did before, Chie couldn’t forget about what happened in the palace. Everything was different now. She’d realized something about herself; before all this Chie had never been sure if she wanted to be Yukiko Amagi, or be with her.
Now she knew. Oh God, she knew.
When Yukiko ate desserts she liked, she finished them off by dancing her tongue across her lips in this unforgettably erotic way. Just seeing it sent a tingle and warmth to places it shouldn’t. Chie realized she wouldn’t mind being the desserts that Yukiko delicately devoured with her mouth at this moment, and this wasn’t the first time she’d felt this way about her best friend.
Yukiko lingered in her mind all the time, images of her slim body wrapped in her trademark kimono, and other fantasies involved her wearing nothing, her dazzling dark eyes gleaming with the same hungry light that her shadow had. That creature, that version of Yukiko, had set everything forward so brazenly, so raw it was burned into her; Yukiko had wanted her to be her prince, and her Shadow had pressed her curves across Chie, her hands along her skin, in a way that Yukiko never had… she hadn’t done the same to Yosuke or Yu, but that didn’t mean anything. Right?
She wanted it to.
SaeKoto 2 electric sister loo (bdsm, incest, rough sex, futa sae/trans. romance
‘I’m on the way home. See you soon. I hope you didn’t miss me too much.’
Of course she did! Makoto quivered, heart hammering away in her chest. She left the text on read, knowing it annoyed her older sister when she did that, that it would earn her that extra spanking she coveted. The second she got the message, she abandoned her schoolwork, already almost finished anyways, and practically threw herself across the room.
Busting open her closet, she found the “present” her sister had gotten for her a few months ago, a medium-sized leather box. Flipping it open, Makoto pulled free a pair of fluffy canine ears on a headband, a long tail buttplug, and her favorite part of the package… the little chastity belt with a built-in vibrator on the clit, a small subtle black remote controller.
‘A must-have,’ Sae had claimed when she first unveiled her prize, ‘for a naughty girl like her.’
Star Guardian Horse peen Raka x Ahri (the usual shaboobamonness)
Ahri put an arm around Soraka’s shoulder, leaning close. Her body was warm, and when she leaned over like this her chest rubbed Soraka’s arm. The healer gulped, her cheeks red, and she avoided the kitsune’s eyes. Underneath her skirt, she felt the beast begin to stir, and whimpered softly, trying to pull her body away from Ahri. Ahri didn’t let her.
“It’ll just be the two of us. That okay?”
Soraka nodded.
The kitsune had no interest in having the rest of the team join them. It was a 2-girl sleepover, she kept emphasizing that. The entire walk home she had her tits against Raka’s arm, their hot bodies pressed together.
Soraka was well-aware the second they made it into her house she’d need to run to the bathroom. It wasn’t that she was a pervert, it was the way Ahri kept looking at her with those long-lashed eyes, the way, whenever she shifted or glanced around or turned to talk to someone, it made her perfect breasts rub right into Soraka. She was in heaven, and hell, at the same time.
She nearly sobbed with relief when they made it into Ahri’s house.
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