Archive of Our Own ^beta

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Kinktober prompts::

Day 1 : Masturbation , orgasm control , incest

Day 2 : coming untouched , ageplay , kidnapping

Day 3 : Threesome , Nipple clamps , Alien Abduction

Day 4 : Voyeurism , sounding , hypnosis

Day 5 : Finger sucking , wax play , dacryphilia

Day 6 : Outdoor sex , humiliation , intoxication

Day 7 : Blindfolds , Chastity , blood play

Day 8 : webcam , figging , cages

Day 9 : Exhibitionism , Shibari , tentacles

Day 10 : Oral sex , punishment , CNC

Day 11 : Come licking , handcuffs , somnophilia

Day 12 : Sex work , kneeling , sissification

Day 13 : Dildos , dom bottom / sub top , medical play

Day 14 : Omegaverse , possesive sex , choking / gagging 

Day 15 : semi-public , object insertion , sex pollen

Day 16 : Remote control , high protocol , fire play

Day 17 : Messy sex , service kink , anal hooks

Day 18 : size queen , dom / sub , genital torture

Day 19 : creampie , sensory deprivation , electricity 

Day 20 : mirror sex , golden shower , dubcon

Day 21 : rimming , forced orgasm , monsterfucking

Day 22 : quiet sex , crawling , gunplay

Day 23 : biting , praise kink , enemas

Day 24 : Anal sex , gags , noncon

Day 25 : double penetration , impact play , pillory / stocks

Day 26 : lingerie , cuckholdry , sex robot

Day 27 : hair pulling , animal play , gangbang

Day 28 : multiple orgasms , s&m , needle play

Day 29 : body worship , omorashi , full body bondage

Day 30 : breeding , fucking machine , degradation

Day 31 : hot tub sex , foot fetish , writers choice

+ : Aftercare , fisting , wall sex , sugar baby , uniform kink , free use , temporary / permanent marks

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Being the way Dean was right now, however you could explain it, Dean was a dog, a puppy even. This stupid spell thingie got him into this mess, and there was no way out. But hey, at least he could talk to animals!

Soon after that perk disappeared, but it lingered, he was still puppylike. He liked to play fetch, go on walks, and was so demanding of touch, it was shameless. The biggest downside was that this made Dean a horndog, he was humping furniture almost all day, he kept having to be pried off by Sam. It was becoming an issue, now, Dean was humping Sam’s pillow while in his bed , it’s like 7pm and Sam wasn’t home yet, he went to the gas station to get dean some treats. Soon enough, keys jingled and the doorknob began to turn. Dean perked up from his activity, pillow still between his legs, pressed against his warm cock. “Sammy?!” Dean barked softly as Sam walked in. “Yes Dean it’s- oh.” Sam sighed, watching the scene before him, “Again?”

“I can’t help myself, Sammy.” Dean whines, slowing down a little bit to be at least a little respectful, “You know this..!” Sam puts his stuff on the table, taking a few cautious steps toward Dean, nervous he might get pounced on if he moves to fast

“Dean..” Sam mumbles

“Sammy..~” He whimpers back

“Come on, get off.. And go to your own bed.” Sam shakes his head. “But it smells like you..” Dean babbles, not seeming to stop any time soon. Sam grabs Deans wrist and pulls him off, revealing his disheveled state. Dean rolls onto his back, exposing his stomach “Christ..” Sam groans “What do you want?” Dean wriggles “Belly rubs..” Sam eventually sits beside Dean and starts rubbing his stomach, Dean is enjoying it too much. He’s panting and whining and wriggling, “More..” He pants out. Sam is blushing deeply, and he has to nibble his bottom lip to distract himself. Dean leans in, starting to bury himself in Sam any way. “You smell fantastic..” Dean presses his face into Sam’s crotch, Sam’s breath hitches. It feels so wrong, but it feels so right at the same time. He wants more. But he feels he shouldn’t continue. “Sammy.. fuck.. you.. mm..” Dean is panting and trying to bury himself deeper in his brother’s crotch.

“I need you..” Dean whines, tugging at Sam’s boxers, getting a peak at Sam’s length, his mouth instantly waters. “Dean we shouldn-“ Dean ignores Sam, starting to kiss Sam’s crotch through his boxers “D-Dean.. No..” His protests start to weaken. “I need this, Sammy..” Dean starts humping Sam’s leg while trying to get in his pants at the same time. Sam gives up and lets it happen, hes fully hard now. “Thank you, Sammy..” Dean pulls Sam’s pants down and admires his length, he admires the musk too. It’s perfect. “Dean.. Please..” Sam doesn’t know what he’s begging for at this point, but somehow Dean knows, he starts by kissing up his length, then taking it in his mouth, slowly taking it deeper. Sam groans “fuck- a-ah..” Dean takes it deeper and starts moving his head, Sam tenses up and tries his best not to thrust. Dean looks up at Sam as if saying “Go ahead.” Without any words. Sam swallows and starts thrusting, it feels good, and for a moment he forgets he’s throat-fucking his own brother. It feels fantastic, the pleasure courses through his veins as he enjoys his brother’s warm, welcoming throat “My god, Dean.. you feel so fucking good..” Dean lets out a choked moan that sends vibrations through Sam’s length. “Oh fuck..” Sam is getting close now, his hips snapping against Deans face, Dean starts to whine and choke, that makes Sam want it more. He moans
“Oh god.. I love you, Dean.. So much.. so pretty down there.. oh fuck.. yeah..” Sam continues a stream of dirty talk as his orgasm rapidly approaches and hits him like a freight train. Dean chokes a little on Sam’s cum but swallows it back

“Good boy..” Sam mutters, earning a small yip from Dean. He went without his own orgasm this time, but it was worth it to make his brother happy. Besides, He could just use his brother’s pillow again.

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Nathan was in a tough spot. His daughter just kept getting sicker and he was so busy treating her that he had not time for his job. This meant missing dozens of calls from Rotti, his boss. Which was not a good idea. His boss was powerful and unforgiving, but at this point, he wasn’t worried about that.

He was worried, however, when a few men (or so he assumed) broke into his home and grabbed him, they has masks on so he couldn’t see their faces. He squirmed and struggled, wriggling to move out of their grips. The men didn’t fight him, just bashed his head into the wall to knock him out, to shut him up.

He woke up on the floor of Rotti’s office, his head pounding. He looks up and sees his boss, his eyes fill with horror. “I have been calling you, Nathan.” He says calmly, hiding his anger, “I-I know, but I’ve been so busy with Shilo and-“ Rotti cuts him off by slamming his fist on his desk. “You know what happens when you piss me off, right Nathan?” Nathan nods silently “I get punished..” “You get punished.” Rotti unzips his pants slowly, “Well? What are you waiting for, Nathan? Come here.” He demands. Nathan swallows and starts to get up, “No. Crawl.” Rotti barks. Nathan reverses his movements and starts to crawl over whilst Rotti takes his thick length out. Nathan crawls between Rotti’s legs and looks up at him with desperate eyes, his heart is racing. “Get to it, mutt.” Nathan takes Rotti into his mouth slowly, swirling his tongue around the sensitive head of Rotti’s cock. He groans “Yeah thats it.. fuuuck..” Nathan takes this as sign to speed up, he starts choking on Rotti, getting way too eager. He secretly really loves this, being treated he’s worth nothing. “Gonna.. Come- Nathan~!” Warm seed flows into Nathans mouth, coating his throat as he swallows it back. He finally releases Rotti’s length from his mouth, “Thank you..” Nathan pants, looking up at Rotti and not noticing the wet spot on the front of his own pants. “Nathan.. Did you come to that?” Nathan looks down and his eyes widen, he orgasmed without any stimulation. This was new. “I- I guess I did..” Nathan says apologetically “Fuckin hell, you dirty dog..” Rotti chuckles, “Remember to answer my calls next time, Nathan.”