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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎'𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 + 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

Miguel O'Hara x Fem!Reader

Warnings: breeding kink, the reader is used with mostly feminine terms, mentions of having children, pet names (corazón, princesa, cariña, good girl, and cumdump), implication of cunnilingus, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, begging, mating press, mention of cervix, and creampie

Word Count: 0.8k

a/n: ya'll i tried my best lmao. also first kinktober and i'm already so late with it

Miguel’s idea of a perfect life is simple. Him, you, and a child in a happy home. His past doesn’t howl him, and he never has to worry about anything because he’ll be satisfied. When you gushed about having essentially the same dream one day, he knew it had to be a reality. He had to make it a reality. You pregnant with his child, oh, it was perfect.

“Corazón,” he said after coming up from between your thighs after drawing out your orgasms. His arms hold your legs over his shoulders while you feel your pussy quiver from overstimulation. Your thighs slightly ache from being up on his big shoulders.

“Y-yes?” you ask almost a whisper.

“I want…” he’s not sure where to begin. “I want to make you mine forever.” You laugh a bit.

“You already do,” you answer.

“I mean, I want you to have my child,” he clarifies. “I want you to be the carrier of my child.” You’re somewhat shocked to hear this. It gives you the energy to sit up a bit.

“You do?” you ask. You can’t help but feel yourself get aroused. The idea of his cum staying in you and him getting you pregnant is…everything you could ever want. “Please,” you begin to beg. “Please fill me with your cum. I want you to breed me.” He moves your legs off his shoulders and comes up to kiss you. His fangs playfully nip at your bottom lip, showing his excitement.

His hands move to cup your breasts, his fingers circling your nipples. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, keeping him close. He moves down to your neck and bites at it; you moan at the feeling of his fangs digging slightly into your skin.

“Mi-Miguel,” you moan. “You don’t have to hold yourself back for my sake.”

Hearing you say that makes him change completely. It is such a rush for him when you let him absolutely ruin you.

“Eres mi debilidad,” he says. He lifts himself up and grabs your legs. He folds them into your chest with your pussy exposed to him. “You’re still so wet even after all this?” You look away in slight embarrassment. “How adorable.” His strong arms push your thighs onto your chest, forcing you down onto the mattress.

Miguel’s expression is feral, with his teeth clamped together, showing his large fangs, and his eyes flash a dark red. He finally thrusts into you hard and doesn’t give you time to readjust to his length and girth. You cry out from his actions and grip the bedsheets under you.

“From now on,” Miguel starts. “You will be my cumdump. Nothing will be going to waste when I’m done.” He thrusts in and out of you at a fast pace. His hips snap against yours while his cock hits your cervix, brushing past your sensitive spot. His towering frame is hunched over to give your pussy all his attention. His forehead dusted with sweat, and his hair slicked back; god, he’s never looked sexier. He grunts loudly as his cock doesn’t waver from its attack on your pussy.

“Gonna fill this pussy up so good,” he grunts as if lost in the thought. You feel your pussy hug around his cock, making his grunts turn into small moans. “Fuck, princesa.” You feel tears in your eyes from the overstimulation, but the idea of his cum in you keeps you from spilling over the edge.

“You wanna cum?” Miguel asks you. You look up at him and nod your head.

“Please, please let me cum, and then you can fill me up as much as you want,” you beg.

“So greedy,” he says. He moves his hands and lets you place your legs on his shoulders. He brings one hand to keep you stable on your hip and the other to your pussy. He begins rubbing your clit quickly, and the sound of your pussy getting wetter, mixed with his cock slamming into you, fills your ears. His thumb plays with your clit, and you feel yourself grow warm, and your thighs shake. “Cum, cariña.” With his go-ahead, your orgasm washes through you, and you cum on his cock. Your screams are loud enough for anyone else to hear, and your nails practically rip the sheets. “That’s a good girl,” Miguel compliments.

After you’ve caught your breath, he moves his hands back to your thighs and pushes them to your chest, just like before. His cock growing more impatient by the minute, wanting to breed.

“Fuck,” Miguel curses. He thrusts into you hard and shoots ropes of cum within you. However, he does not stop and continues to fuck you even with his cum in you. The mixture of cum helps his cock thrust into you faster. He’s not letting any cum go to waste.

“Mi-Miguel,” you cry, unsure what you’re asking of him.

“I’m going to fuck you all night,” he promises. “Your pussy will only know my cum.” His promise is serious. He’s going to fuck you until he’s satisfied.

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Ruin You

kinktober day 5 - corruption kink

Pairing: Klaus x Fem!Reader

Summary: Klaus takes a lot of pleasure in ruining the Salvatore's sister.

Warnings: Some strong language, smut, oral sex (f receiving), rough(ish) sex, unprotected sex.

A/N: Reader is a vampire if it wasn't obvious.

"Look at you, little Salvatore." Klaus smirked from where he was positioned between your legs, his hand splayed out across your bare stomach. "Such a mess for me."

You could only respond with a desperate moan as he dragged his tongue through your folds, making you squirm beneath his touch.

"Klaus." You panted, unable to keep your eyes open as he pushed his tongue inside you.

Despite your current position, you didn't like Klaus much. How could you? All he'd done since coming to Mystic Falls was make your brothers' lives Hell. And although you hated him, you couldn't deny that you were attracted to him.

Which was why you were currently flat against your mattress with Klaus' head between your legs. And as he continued to work his mouth over you, you struggled to keep still, heat beginning to pool in your belly.

But before you could reach your release, he pulled his mouth away, smirking at you as he climbed up the length of your body.

"Such an innocent little thing aren't you?" He growled, tracing his finger down the length of your throat. "Your brothers will be furious if they find out what I've been doing to their sweet sister."

"Yeah well they're not gonna find out." You argued, your skin seeming to come alight at the touch of Klaus' fingertips.

"We'll see about that love."

He quickly slipped your t-shirt over your head, leaving you completely bare before him. And then he dipped down, lazily dragging his lips across your chest before getting up to step out of his jeans.

He was back on you in seconds, already dragging the tip of his cock through your folds.

"Klaus." You whined, bucking your hips up toward him.

He just pressed his hand against your stomach, keeping you flat against the bed as he teased you. "Look at you, you're bloody desperate for me to ruin you aren't you?"

"Klaus." You whimpered, not even bothering to argue with him. You just wanted him inside you. "Please."

"As you wish." He chuckled before pushing himself all the way inside you, making you cry out at the force.

He gave you no time to adjust to him before he started thrusting himself inside you at an already bruising pace.

You let out a pained sound at the stinging feeling of his dick rubbing against your walls but he didn't let up. He just continued to forcefully slap his hips up into you, one of his hands curled around your shoulder to keep you in place.

"What a sight you are." Klaus said proudly, a devilish smirk on his face as he pounded into you.

You could only respond with a loud moan as you squirmed beneath his hold, the pressure in your stomach building.

"Harder!" You pleaded, screwing your eyes shut as Klaus continued to thrust himself inside you.

"You sure about that love?"

"Klaus...please..."

He just let out a quiet laugh before pushing himself into you even harder, making the bed shake beneath you both. You were surprised the bed hadn't collapsed yet.

The sound of skin smacking against skin echoed loudly around your bedroom and you hoped to god that nobody was in the house because it was too late to be quiet now.

And after a few more hard thrusts inside you, you felt the fire that had been building in your stomach finally explode, a wave of pleasure crashing over you as Klaus continued to slam into you.

You practically screamed when you came around his cock and it didn't take him long to reach his release as seconds later, he was twitching inside you.

Klaus groaned when he finally filled you with his release, slipping out of you and stepping back to look at his work.

"Bloody hell." He breathed out, a proud smile expanding across his features as he stared down at you. "You're a mess, little Salvatore."

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ok do you guys wanna know how miguel got together with his sweet little housewife ... she was his neighbor before and she came over with a bowl of paella because she was learning how to cook from youtube and forgot to scale the measurements for one person only. she came over to her tall n hot neighbor's house with wide doe eyes like "i made too much do you want some if it doesn't taste bad? 🥺" and he loved it so much he railed her nd wifed her up isn't that sweet 😞

Hiiiii, how are you today? I hope you're well and safe. I had an idea for mike I hope you don't mind. Imagine him being jealous of his own baby being breastfeed. Love your stories ❤

a/n: hello!! i’m doing very good, i hope the same things for u too:D i’m very happy to hear u enjoy my writing. Also i never expected my blog to contain things mostly abt mike schmidt but here we r, remember to send me any request (i’m trying to improve my smut writing so those types would be helpful but fluff is also fine!) and i will try get to them asap. hoping to be a lot better at this stuff once my holidays start in a week. ty for all the love so far, appreciating every single one of u beautiful individuals interacting w my account <3

fyi: this blurb will contain insinuations of sub!mikeschmidt, lactation kink, breeding kink (quick mention) baby will be referred to as “she” but rly whichever gender u prefer!!

You had finally finished putting your sweet baby to rest, as much as you loved the little bundle of joy, it was difficult for you both mentally and physically to keep up with the needs of her. finally having some peace and quiet you rested on the couch laying your head against Mikes shoulder while he gently rubbed your back knowing the aches you felt there. soft moans left your mouth as the feeling of relief swarmed through you, Mikes lips gliding across the skin of your neck, whispers of how beautiful and amazing of a mother you are reached your ears while you drifted into a peaceful rest.

This rest however, didn’t last long as you were soon awoken by your baby’s cries, Mike was fast asleep so you quietly padded your way to her rooms rocking her as you returned to the couch and began to breastfeed her. Mike woke up soon after silently watching you, later taking the baby to put back to sleep while you cleaned up.

“she didn’t drink enough, i don’t think she cried from hunger, god i’m so sore”

“it’s ok come here honey relax for me” Mike took your hands leading you back to the couch where he cuddled with you. He kissed your cheeks, lips and neck, hands moved to pull off your shirt. his kisses drew nearer to your sore breast where he latched onto a nipple.

He started sucking, moaning as your sweet milk filled his mouth, the liquid was like ambrosia to him, it got him more drunk than any alcohol. His ferocious sucking at your nipple was soothed by his tongue that lapped at any mess left over.

“god, don’t ever want you to stop producing milk, might just fuck a baby into you and get you pregnant all over again. Bet you’d want that huh?”

he exclaimed profanity’s while his hips thrusted against the side of your thigh where you felt a very hard erection forming.

“hmmm” you could barely respond, his actions against your leaking tits had you completely silenced, the only noise coming from you were quiet moans and pants as the area between your thighs became increasingly wetter. Mikes talk about impregnating you did nothing to cease the sensations, simply making your underwear even more soaked.

2 | Therapy

Series: Valentine Addams | Wednesday

Paring: (Xavier Thorpe x OFC Addams! Tyler Galpin x OFC Addams!)

Word Count: 1811

Warnings: opening up

Last: Nevermore | Next: Knock it Off

"Dr. Kinbott's office is on the second floor. Other Nevermore students swear by her." Weems tells me as we pull up to a building in Jericho. 

"Does she normally work on Sundays? Most have their offices closed." I ask looking at the building. 

"She volunteered to take you Sundays along with Wednesdays." Weems lets me know. 

"Will you be sitting in the vehicle the whole time?" I look over at her, "You don't have to worry about me trying to run away from it. I quite enjoy my therapy sessions." I tell her. 

"Well in that case I'll go pay the mayor a visit after a few minutes or walk around. Afterwards we can meet at the Weathervane for hot chocolate." She tells me. 

"I do love hot chocolate." I get out going inside the building.

"Valentine, I've been waiting for you. I've read all there is about you. Take a seat." Dr. Kinbott smiles at me. 

"So then you know no therapist can handle me and my issues." I take a seat across from her. 

"Well in not like any of those fifty." She tells me. 

"We'll see if you can outlast them before you crack. The shortest time for one was ten minutes." I give her a smile like she gave me. 

"I promise, I won't crack so easily. And this is a safe space where we can discuss anything. What your thinking, feeling, your views in the world." She explains to me. 

"I think you might be right on lasting a bit longer than the others because you aren't sitting across the entire room away from me with your voice shaking in fear."

"Why did they fear you?" She asks me. 

"From what they read about me." I get comfortable in my seat. 

"Do you want to tell me why you did what you did last year to that girl and boy?" She asks. 

"My so called friend and boyfriend got together behind my back. I prefer to be the backstabber not the backstabbey so they had it coming. Especially knowing what kind of person I am and what I'm capable of doing." I explain messing with my sleeve. 

"You feel no remorse not guilt?" She says watching me. 

"Of course not. If anything I'm disappointed in myself for failing at my mission." I roll my eyes at myself.

"I'm going to change the topic, if that's alright with you. How is your relationship with your family?" She says so I look her in the eyes. 

"Well. I get along with each member. Dr. Kinbott, I may be a tab bit psychotic at times but I still have a heart. Especially when it comes to family. Others are a different story depending on how they are as a person and how they are to me. I know what feelings are and I can read them well but not everyone deserves for me to care about them." I explain to her, "You have to earn it from me." I give her a smile. 

"In your family who do you have the best relationship with?" She tilts her head and I think. 

"My sister, even though we are quite the opposite at times. I believe it's because we're twins so we just have that bond. But as I said, I have a good relationship with each member. My mother, father, sister, and brother. Even my uncle, Thing, and Lurch."

Soon the session was over and I head over to the Weathervane to meet Principal Weems. I walk inside to see she wasn't here yet so I decide to get a hot chocolate and wait for her. I walk up to the counter and a guy's back was turned towards me as I waited. I clear my throat making him turn around to look at me, "A hot chocolate and a croissant... please." I tell him with a straight face. 

"New to Nevermore I'm guessing since I've never seen you around." He eyes me.

"Indeed." I say before taking a seat at a booth looking out the window for Weems.

"Here you go. A hot chocolate with a croissant." He places my stuff down on the table, "You waiting for someone?" He asks me. 

"I am but I don't think it's any of your business who." I look up at him. 

"I didn't ask who." He says matching my energy making me get a slight smile.

"I'm Valentine."

"Tyler. What brings you into town or is that not part of my business as well?" He asks me making me think he's not that bad.

"Therapy session, Court order. Two days a week." I tell him. 

"Dr. Kinbott, what do you think of her?" He takes a seat across from me making me eye him.

"Stronger than the past fifty therapists I've had." 

"Fifty?" His eyes widen. 

"I'm a little too much to handle. That's why I'm starting at Nevermore this year. Ten schools in the last five years. No one else will take me because of my record." I add. 

"Should I even ask?" He chuckles. 

"Recent was attempted murder. If you look me up you'll come across a few articles. None tell the true story though." I shrug my shoulders. 

"Care to tell me the true story? I don't want to read lies about you." He asks so I sit up straight. 

"They say I was a jealous crazy ex. That's not true and I didn't try choking her to death nor did I drop a brick on his head." I stop for his reaction and he had wide eyes as I expected. "My so called friend and boyfriend got together behind my back. I learned it went on the entire time I was with him and became friends with her. One day I decided to bring a dessert to school I made for her... I accidentally forgot she was deathly allergic to nuts and well my brownies had many mixed nuts. I blended them so small you couldn't tell they had nuts. She ate one and well started chocking to death. I told her I'll get help but I just left her for someone else to take care of. Later in the day at home I was building something with my brother and my boyfriend came over yelling at me about what happened. I told him to leave but he refused so I made him run off throwing bricks at him as if they were snow balls. I got a go shot at his head a few times which caused a concussion and good amount of blood lost. Also memory loss."

"Huh..." He just stares at me. 

"Don't worry my actions like that are based on if the person deserves it for something they did wrong to me. If you stay on my good side, you're safe." I explain to him. 

"I have anger issues... court order to see Dr. Kinbott too. I got sent to a boot camp for my actions just got back not to long ago. Being there I learned that's not the version of myself I want to be." He tells me looking at the table. 

"A bitter townie that blames everyone else for the shitty hand he's been dealt? You know, Tyler, you can do or did a terrible thing or things and not be a terrible person. Most see me as a terrible person at first glance and once they hear about me... but I'm not that bad when you get to know me. I do have my moments though." I make him look up at me.

"You act like you don't care but deep down you do?" He speaks so I slightly nod my head. 

"I'll never physically say that though. It's too much to admit out loud." I sigh looking out the window. 

"You're secret is safe with me... even though I just met you." He chuckles making me too. 

"I see you made a friend." Weems walks up to us giving me a smile. "I guess you can say that." I tell her as Tyler gets up.

"She'll take a hot chocolate as well." I tell him so he goes to make her one as she takes his spot.

"How was your session?" She asks me with her smile she always puts on. 

"It went well. Dr. Kinbott is much braver than the others." I tell her as Tyler brings her, her drink. 

"That's nice to hear. I'm glad it went well."

"How often do we get to come into town?" I ask Weems. 

"You can come anytime that's not during school hours but it's about a 25 minute walk or there's a shuttle on the weekends." She lets me know before she takes a sip of her drink. 

I just nod my head to that looking out the window. We don't stay much longer and when Weems pays for our drinks Tyler tells me he hopes to see me around more.

When we get back to the school I decided to walk around the grounds stumbling across a shed in the woods. Wondering in I see Xavier sketching while listing to music so he doesn't hear or see me come in. I walk up behind him looking at what he was doing and he was really good at what he does. I tap his shoulder making him look but I move to the other side then do the same as he turns the other way taking his earbud out. 

"You drew my nose wrong." I speak up making him get startled. 

"Valentine." He stands up quickly. 

"You made this into your little studio?" I look around at his other work.

"What are you doing out here?" He asks me. 

"Just wondering around and stumbled upon this place. I came in but you didn't notice me. You're quite the artist. I do the same in my free time. I'll show you some of my work one day." I walk around then turn to face him waiting for him to speak again. 

"I don't want you to think I'm creepy for drawing you." He eyes his work. 

"Trust me, it's not creepy. I know creepy." I walk back over to look at it. "May I?" I motion to it to fix my nose. 

"Go ahead." He lets me and I take a seat redoing my nose perfectly. 

"There, now it's me." I stand up.

"I come out here to let things out on paper." He puts his stuff way. 

"Why me?" I raise my head up some. 

"I don't know. I just sat down, put music on and zoned out." He scratches the back of his neck. 

"You have very good memory on how people look." I let him know. 

"Expect your nose apparently." He chuckles. 

"Yes. I'll leave you be now." I head towards the door. 

"I'm coming too. Get things ready for the first day tomorrow." He leaves with me.