Earl of the Phantomhive-Joestar Clone Household & Pregnant Hunter Connoisseur ❤️🇧🇷✨
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…soooooooo eeerrrmmmmm I made a continuation for that pic 👉👈
Batch parents…what can I say…
And in case you are wondering, you think me, of all people, would pass on the opportunity to not draw pregnant Hunter in a skin fitting dress…pls
In this the batch are the kids…only time I give Hunter sons…heh
(Mildly terrified of posting cloneshipping on main eeeeeeeeeee)
Felt bad I didn’t have time to draw some TBB thing for Halloween so here is Hunter as Morticia Addams~ 🖤
How good it feels to draw a skin fitting dress and not having to cover his gorgeous hourglass-y motherly figure
Doubt he cuts his roses. Red is the perfect company color with black 🖤❤️🖤
Here it is~ Jonathan Joestar TF-TG sequence~
I noticed there are quite some with Dio so I thought to give my waifu a chance 😜
In of which Dio has a different strategy for his boat confrontation against Jonathan…
The end is…different than he expected. Turns out the mask turns you into the gender of the blood on the mask.
How convenient 🤭 At least the ending will be happier <33
(Sorry Erina. Lol.)
OK SO. RAREPAIR. MY GOAT. Ventress x Hunter!! I love this ship so much he spread his legs to her
If possible, can you make it t4t? Trans woman Asajj and Trans man Hunter? 👉👈
Can be smut! They are so hot together hehe
Soooo... let the rare pairings begin ✨
Hope it was what u wanted!
"NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING"
– ASAJJ VENTRESS/HUNTER 🔥
WARNINGS: TRANS ASAJJ, TRANS HUNTER, EXPLICIT SEX (DIRTY TALK, BIG DICK)
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"This is not what I was expecting when you agreed to come with me" Ventress retorts, voice full of sarcasm, while Hunter tries to catch his breath in front of her.
The leader of Clone Force 99 had been worried sick about the ex-sith's revelation about Omega. She had offered to train her; just enough to grasp a sliver of control of the Force. Just enough to hide herself, to remain unnoticed. Not that the Empire would stop looking after her –not when they already knew the truth–; but at least, her life sign wouldn't be screaming "force sensitive" for those physically around the girl. Hunter had inmediately shot down the idea unless he was allowed to tag along; and Asajj had reluctantly accepted.
Why did she want to help the girl? Well, Ventress knew everything about people wanting to take advantange of a helpless child; about being an expensable pawn in another's game, about families ripped apart. Plus, the Empire would find her someday too, no matter how hard she had been working to blend with the shadows. And for the Empire to be destroyed, there had to be enough force-sensitives –ex-siths, ex-jedis, new force users, it didn't really matter– alive. Asajj doubted the Empire could be defeated without them.
That didn't mean Ventress was chirpy about it. Hapiness just didn't seem to be in her vocabulary; in her range of emotions. Amused, entertained, not sad neither angry? Yes. But never plainly happy. It was just her personality; shaped after a whole life of teachings on dark arts and sith stories.
Surprisignly, her two new companions hadn't been as irritating as she had expected them to be. The kid's bubbly excitement could be tiring after a whole day of social interactions; and Hunter's initial side glances of waryness had gotten on her nerves at first. But the girl had learned when to give her space –it wasn't a difficult task, considering Asajj's sharp tongue– and Hunter... Ah, Hunter had been a very curious development.
Ventress had grown to... Well, perhaps like was too strong of a word, but it admitedly went further than tolerate. The clone was loyal and brave –but not the silly kind of bravery–; measured, always aware of his surroundings, perceptive and plainly hot. That definitely helped. There was a sort of primal, raw and masculine attraction going on for Hunter; and yet he was still surprisignly pretty. Perhaps it was the long hair or the sweet brown eyes; perhaps that narrow waist Asajj had eyed more than once.
No matter how curiously attracted she felt for him, though, Ventress never thought it would end like this; that he would be the one to grow a pair and kiss her. And oh, what a heated kiss it had been. Hunter was still panting in front of her, eyes flickering over her face while he tried to catch up his breath. Ventress had heard him moan low in his throat; felt the shiver spreading through his body when she had all but cuped his ass and grounded against him, letting him feel her bulge. The wide-eyed, confused but excited look on the clone's face had been nothing short of precious.
Ventress walked backwards –eyes never leaving Hunter's– and layed down on the matress of her ship; posture relaxed and tempting. Hunter seemed to be devouring her from his spot against the wall.
"I'm not complaining, though" she finally continued, making a tiny gesture with her head while she added in a sultry voice "Come here and take a sit on my lap, little clone".
Hunter's cheeks flushed a deep red. He hadn't seen this happening either. But he couldn't deny the way his heartbeat sped up when Ventress stepped close to him; or when she hissed a few words as an answer. Because that's how the woman spoke; in sharp hisses and confident whispers. Everything in Asajj screamed power; and that made Hunter's knees weak.
Hunter has always been a confident person himself; used to leading his squad and carrying the weight of decisions and responsabilities. He doesn't really understand then, why he gets so damn shy around Ventress; why his feet shuffle as if he's unsure to move forward. He wants to. He wants her. Why then does he feel so... afraid?
The woman observes him from the bed. It makes Hunter more nervous, but the arch of her eyebrow finally pushes him into action, and Hunter quickly jumps into the matress, one knee going over Ventress's hips and settling almost stubbornly on top of her. He's a sargeant. He has led his team into battle more times than he can count and survived to tell the story. It's just sex with... Ventress.
Ventress, who has a very well-endowed cock by the feeling of it and chuckles at Hunter's obvious reaction; a small whimper escaping his lips while he nervously adjusts on top of her.
The woman's long nails take hold of Hunter's own hips; keeping him in place.
Once again, she smirks.
"Like what you feel?" She asks, though it's nothing more than an observation at this point, really.
Hunter blushes and glances off to the side. Ventress chuckles and grabs his chin; forcing him to look at her.
"For a sargeant, you're surprisingly shy in bed" she points out, smile wide as a lothcat's. "Don't worry, little clone, we can just stick to kissing for a bit".
There's a sort of sarcasm to her voice; but Hunter seizes the oportunity to do something he wants and escape the weight of her stare and dips down to press his lips on hers. Asajj makes a tiny surprised sound, body tensing and coiling like a snake; then chuckles low in her throat and tugs him forward, deepening the kiss. She's rough, teeth nipping his lower lip, all-consuming; and Hunter quickly gets lost in it. His body heatens up; warmth climbing onto his cheeks. He's getting wet, now; and he can feel Ventress's bulge growing hard underneath him, and the knowledge drives him crazy.
He humps forward, unconsciously trying to grind on it; and Ventress groans, lips parting, head falling back to rest against the thin pillow. She studies him with hooded eyes. The clone looks delicious; long hair encasing his flushed face, eyes closed, lips parted while he moves against her. Ventress tugs that gorgeous hair of his back with a pull of her hand; Hunter's spine curving in response. A small moan echoes in the walls of her ship.
"Getting a little desperate, aren't why?" She asks, amused but oh, so turned on, dark eyes heavy fixed on his. "You want that inside of you, mm?"
Hunter's whole body trembles at the dirty words coming of her mouth. A rush of slick slips into his underware. His core pulses almost with it's own heartbeat.
Fuck, yes. He wants that. He needs that. He's so empty, he needs her cock to stretch him, needs to be filled and pounded and...
Hunter whines, and Asajj gives him a wide, dangerous smile.
"Not that I'm trying, little clone, but your thoughts are awfully loud in the force".
Hunter blushes; though it doesn't make much difference in his already redenned cheeks. He looks at her as if he were a lost puppy; needing guidance. Ventress smirks.
"Why don't you take it out, then, if you want it so badly?" She suggests, playing with him, but dead-serious at the same time.
Hunter knows she won't let it slip; and it's less humiliating to admit to his desires directly –instead of trying to resist–. So he swallows his embarassment and shyness down, and his hands nervously tug her leggins and underware down; exposing her erection to him for the first time. It tears out a very audible moan from his throat.
"It's so big" he thinks to himself, but speaks out loud.
It's the biggest dick he's ever seen. Warm and heavy, it rests against the woman's pelvis; almost reaching her belly button. There's a few drops of precum that tempts Hunter to take a taste.
Asajj's laugh break him out of his reverie.
"Take a photo, little clone. It'll last longer".
Hunter tries to be nochalant about it.
"I was just curious. You know, with you being a woman and..." he looks down at her cock again, and Ventress gives him a confident, one sided smile.
"Ah. Well, it can't be that much of a surprise... Considering how you're keeping a very similar secret. Aren't you, little clone?"
Hunter squirms. He glances off to the side, but Ventress "tsks" and he redirects his eyes back to her. He doesn't like talking about this. Hell, he doesn't have a lot of sexual experience because he hadn't wanted to face other's reactions; hadn't known how to explain it. What to do or say. But Jedi magic, right? Or well... Well, perhaps his grinding had made his lack of package obvious. Either way, it's not easy admiting it out loud.
"Why don't you show me?" she continues, encourging him upon his silence.
Hunter hesitates for a few seconds; then he shifts his ways on his knees and slowly divests himself. His shirt is thrown to the floor first; his slightly more rounded chest coming into view. They're not really breasts, at least not a full pair; but they're not completely flat and muscular either. There's some softness in them; and his nipples had always been particularly sensitive.
Surprisingly, Ventress waits patiently as he moves on onto the lower part of his outfit. Hunter is finally completely naked in front of her; and the woman eats him up with her eyes while Hunter squirms in place. Insecurity swims inside of him, and some part of him wants nothing more than to dress up again, but... But Ventress smirks in satisfaction and carefully and very slowly swipes two fingers through his wet folds. Hunter clenches around nothing and moans.
"Look at that" she smiles, desire clear in her eyes. "Who would have thought a clone commander would look so pretty with perky nipples and a pussy crying to be filled. Because that's what you truly want, isn't it?"
"Y-yes" Hunter manages to answer, swallowing his embarassment down.
"Well, well, little clone. We must prepare you for that" Ventress taunts, her hand reaching down to gently stroke her cock twice. "I'm not sure I can make all this fit inside of you. I bet you're tight".
Hunter's mind is swimming in desire. He nods, fingers flying down to his clit inmediately. He does a circular motion one, twice; he's so wet and turned on it feels spectacular already.
"Ah, ah. You're going to cum in my cock and only by what my cock gives you" she stops him, making him whimper and look at her in desperation. "If you're so eager, you can start preparing yourself for my cock".
Hunter throws all caution through the window and dips his middle finger inside of him; the movement eased by his wetness. It's one single finger; and yet he feels so full already. Ventress is right; he is tight. It doesn't help his pussy is clenching onto anything that is given to him.
"Just like that, little clone. Go on. You're a big boy, you can take another one".
Hunter whimpers and obbeys; and soon he's pushing two fingers, then three, in and out of him. They become from being too much to being too little; and he whines gripping the woman's hip with his free hand, asking for more.
Ventress, who has been slowly stroking herself while watching his little show, smirks knowingly.
"Yes, Hunter?"
He bites his lip and squirms. He knows she wants him to ask.
"P-please..." he whispers, the urgency clear in his voice.
Ventress smiles wider.
"Please what? I'm not giving you anything until you beg for it".
Hunter moans and tries to hide behind the courtin of his hair momentarily. The woman grabs his chin and forces him to face her. Her eyes demand an answer. Hunter needs to beg.
"Please, Asajj" he surprises himself with how soft his pleading voice sounds. "I want your big cock inside of me".
Ventress groans, kissing him as a reward and swiftly adjusting their positions; tugging him towards her so that his entrance is hovering over her erection. Ventress holds both of his hips with her hands; gesturing down with her head, eyes locked on his.
"Take what you want, little clone. Sit on it". She orders, the last few words coming out in almost a hiss.
It sends electrifying pleasure up his spine; a tremble that is only replicated when he holds her cock in place with one hand and begins to slowly sit on it.
"A-ah" he whines, the stretch of her massive cock too much for his tight entrance to easily adjust. "V-ventress..."
She hums in delight and holds his hips steady; leading him to backtrack a little before taking more of her length inside of him.
"You should see yourself, Hunter" her voice is temptation on itself. "Looking so pretty trying to take my hard cock in your tiny pussy".
Hunter whimpers and stubbornly pushes down the rest of the way; the stretch so abrupt it burns. He makes a second wounded noise in his throat when he involuntarily clenches on her; and Ventress releases her first pure unadulterated, uncontrolled moan of the night. This is affecting her as well; as much as she's good at hiding it.
"S-so big" he repeats, almost as if he needs her to soothe him, to confirm it.
Asajj nods, answer a little raspy.
"Yeah. I can almost see the outline poking in your belly".
Hunter clenches on her again and looks at her desperately; breath already coming out in agitated pantings.
She reads the overwhelming desire in him.
"Move, little clone. I want to see you bouncing up and down on my cock".
Hunter loses himself on Asajj's hard-on. Though at first it's difficult to mantain a rhythim, the feeling too much, his endless desire and wetness soon makes it easier; and encouraged by her dirty words and strong hands, he moves faster and harder, slamming his own hips down on hers until he can almost feel her pushing against his cervix. Is an alarming situation and a incredibly pleassurable once at the same time.
Ventress let's him enjoy himself for some minutes; delighted to watch his pleasure and listen to his curses and moans, eyes tracking the way his body bounces and how his spine arches, how flushed his face looks. The need to fuck him harder, faster, arrives not too long after, though; and she inverts their positions so fast that Hunter is left to stare at her in shock, weeping cock still inside of him.
"You've had your fun, little clone. Now I get to take what I want, and you're just gonna hold on and cope with it".
It's a warning; a promiss. And Hunter soon discovers Ventress has no intention on breaking it.
She tilts his hips upwards; bends his legs open, and pounds in him so hard and deep a broken moan cries into the silence of the night. She doesn't give him respite, though; she's persistent, set on a goal, hips moving confidently over his and feeding her cock into his pussy one time after the other one. He's so wet the sound is almost embarassing; and yet it still turns him on. Ventress's cock feels imposibly good inside of him; so big, stretching him so wide, reaching so deep, branding him inside, carving her shape out of his pussy, one time after the other one and the other one and the other one...
"Please... please..." hunter cries, real tears in his eyes.
It feels so good it's overwhelming. He needs to cum. He needs to explode and release and please, god, this is so fucking good his brain is going to...
"There, there, little clone. Just take. What I. Give you" she hisses back, punching each word with a snap of her hips.
Hunter feels the orgasm impossibly close. He feels tingly already. He can almost graze it with his fingertips. It feels so good, he's so full, she's so big and...
"I-I'm gonna' cum!" He warns her, eyes shutting down inmediately, mouth dropping in an opent pant.
Ventress groans and pounds harder. She places a firm –and carefull– hand on Hunter's throat.
The man whines. The stars explode.
"I-I'm cum-ing!" He cries out, every single muscle on his body clenching harshly, squeezing the woman's cock.
Tingling spreads from his pussy to every single nerve ending on his body; shivering uncontrollably.
Ventress opens up on the Force; swallowing his pleasure down, making it part of her own.
"F-fuck!" She groans, almost tasting her own orgasm too. "D-drop to your knees, Hunter. Now".
It's not a question. It's an order. It's urgent. Necessary.
A dazzed Hunter rolls over and kneels on the floor; sleepy, satisfied eyes looking up at the woman's figure in ecstasy. Ventress takes a stand right in front of him. She grabs his hair with one hand, tilting his face upwards; desperately strokes her cock with the other one.
"Want to fucking paint your face" she growls, managing to send a last shiver of pleasure through Hunter's nerves. "Want to see your pretty face drenched in my warm cum, little clone..."
Hunter hums and obediently sticks his tongue out; and the sight of it, of the clone voluntarily offering his mouth to her, is what does it. Ventress moans and cums; white ropes of her warm seed painting Hunter's flushed face and dripping down. Ventress caresses the tip against his cheek; then against his lips. Hunter hums and gives her a kittle lick in complete contempt and relaxation. It's Ventress's time to shiver.
"Good boy" she murmurs, energy dropping, falling down to sit on the edge of the bed.
Hunter hums and follows; drops forward, head coming to rest to one of her thighs. He's growing sleepy as well; and Ventress chuckles in what can only be... Well, not happiness, but fond amusement, maybe.
THE END.
So…heh. I grew up with, DeviantArt. Can you tell.
Yes. I’m into transformation. Yes I’m a lesbian. And yes I’m very into Hunter.
So of course I had to. And hey it’s hottttt of him to becoming a pretty lady~ (and also one of the few times I ever draw Cis Hunter and it’s just to tf tg his ass lol)
Text of the pictures under here cuz my stupid ass wrote in a very thin line smh 👇
Picture One:
Hunter: Fucking…creep- what did you inject in me?!
Scientist: The clone looks quite hostile for now. Let’s see when the effects finally start to kick him.~
Picture Two:
Hunter: Ah…I feel so…strange…what’s…this…
(Hair Growth + Softening)
Hunter: Uhm…
(Organs Changing + Height Adjusting)
Hunter: My voice…It…It sounds…
(Muscle Loss + Voice Change)
Hunter: Dif— AH!
(Breast Growth)
Hunter: My chest…! What’s go—
(Fertility Increase)
Hunter: EEK!!
(Weight Gain)
Hunter: It feels so…
(Aphrodisiac)
Hunter: Hot!
(Genitals Change)
Scientist: Almost done…
Picture Three:
Hunter: Wh…WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?! Y-YOU TURNED ME INTO A WOMAN!
Scientist: Oh, it worked beautifully! Look at such fertile miracle~ We shall start the breeding experiments as soon as we are sure everythung is in perfect order. Which I’m sure it is, of course~
Scientist: Although the bandana getting longer is odd.
Picture Four:
Batch: HUNTER?!?!
Hunter: Oh Force, you boys found me! I’m so glad! <3 They were close to staff the breeding experiments!
(Additional effects : Mind Changes)
(10% Successful)
More Preg Hunter!! This one from last year so it’s not one of my bestest but this looks so so so cute. Gotta love catboy Hunt
Utterly adorable kitty mama
Older ish art of beloved and literal Milf Hunter pregnancy chart feat. Baby Omega!!
Need more bio daughter Omega AUs. But Mpreg. What can I do 🫶
THIS IS THE GREATEST THING AAAAAAAAAA
HE IS SO HOT GIRL. TGANK YOU SO MUCH
Beautiful beautiful old man~
Inspired by a Dolly Parton pic, this had to be done when the Ep came out…
Didn’t think Hunter with a beard would ever work, but the dad bod + graying samurai hair style convinced me 100%…
Oh to get with this breedable dilf…gilf~
Non-beard n’ young alts
It’s muuuuch hotness for one alone 😩❤️
Beautiful beautiful old man~
Inspired by a Dolly Parton pic, this had to be done when the Ep came out…
Didn’t think Hunter with a beard would ever work, but the dad bod + graying samurai hair style convinced me 100%…
Oh to get with this breedable dilf…gilf~
Non-beard n’ young alts
It’s muuuuch hotness for one alone 😩❤️
*cracks knuckles* kinks you say heeeeh?
Hunter and ✨transformation✨ good old transforming into a woman
Magic stuff. Science stuff. Anything. He and an OMC can have some fun after the tf tg heheh
Well, this is a first. Let's have some fun!
Xx, Blue.
PS. I'm alive, still working on requests, just stressed tired and busy :)
"PROPERLY SWITCHING" –HUNTER / OMC 💖🔥
WARNINGS: HUNTER WAKES UP AS A FEMALE, SO EXPLICIT MENTIONS ABOUT HIS NEW BODY & EXPLICIT SEX WITH ORIGINAL MALE CHARACTER (ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP). SLIGHT PANIC.
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Hunter hummed groggily against the pillow; the scent of clean bedsheets and the warmth of the few sunrays that slipped uninvited through the window gently easing his way back to consciousness. He stretched lazily, eyes still closed; shifting his position so that he was laying down on his front. There was a sort of painful pressure to his chest; but still half-asleep, he ignored it, wanting to enjoy a few more minutes of silence and peace before he had to go about his day. He had spent the night in Reid's apartment; and though Cid didn't have any new bounty prepared for the Batch, his return to the Marauder was inevitable. Omega and his brothers would be waiting for him. He could still spare a pair of hours, though.
Reid shifted next to him, perhaps slowly waking up as well. Hunter felt his body pressing against his side as if searching for him. His lips were tugged into a small, fond smile. Reid was affectionate even in his sleep. At first, it had been difficult to get used to it; to the way Reid cared for him and pleasured him so selflessly. But the man had soldiered on; answered to each hiss and snap and insecurity in Hunter's eyes with a bigger dose of patience and understanding, and the clone hadn't had another option than to fall for him.
Reid made a low sound with his throat –the first indication of conciousness–, and plastered himself to Hunter, gently pushing him forward and inviting him to spoon together. Hunter let him; sighing happily at the warmth of the bigger man molded at his back. Reid was sporting a half hard-on –as it was common almost every morning when they slept together–; and Hunter felt some sort of satisfaction upon feeling it against his ass. He couldn't help but press backwards; Reid humming in quiet acceptance and pushing his own hips forward slightly. This was a sleepy dance they knew well by now.
Reid's hand grazed Hunter's hip and slipped under his shirt; slowly and teasingly climbing upwards towards his chest. He softly –teasingly– pinched a nipple, bringing out a pained whimper out of Hunter's lips. Fuck, he was specially sensitive today.
Reid's hand opened and closed around his chest; and he squeezed. Reid made a small sound in sleepy confusion, hand slowly repeating his movement and mind trying to make sense of it; while Hunter completely freezed.
Reid had just squeezed a breast. Reid had just squeezed... his breast.
Hunter almost jumped out of bed, switching to a sitting position on top of the matress so abruptly that his vision filled with black dots, and tearing the bedsheets away. Reid blinked awake and pushed his weight up against a firm hand on the matress as well; eyes inmediately finding a shocked Hunter. The clone was taking a peak through the collar of his sleeping shirt and...
"R-reid. I have... I have..." he stuttered, imposibly surprised, and his partner watched him in concern.
"You have...?" He rasped.
Now awake, Reid knew he had felt something different. Hunter was all lean muscles; he knew he hadn't felt a trained pec, but something heavier, softer. But what else could it have been? It surely had to be some sort of imagination, right?
"I have breasts" he finally blurted out, looking equally shocked as Reid's answering expresion.
Hunter pushed his shirt upwards; and Reid's honey eyes widened. There, right in his boyfriend's chest... Two perfectly sized, beautiful breasts hung in place; hard nipples poking against the cold of the bedroom. Or arousal. Or shock. Could it be all of the above?
"Well... Tech did warn you that urukaki drink you accidentally had on your last mision could bring unexpected changes on your body" he released an incredule chuckle and deadpanned. "Now that's... That's what I call properly switching".
In another situation, Hunter would have joined his humour; but a feeling of unease spread through his body. This wasn't him. This wasn't him, that didn't feel right, and what if he had to stay like this for days or weeks or months or...
"Hey" Reid's calm voice brought him back to reality, his hand carefully cupping his cheek and caressing it with his thumb. "Tech said any change would be temporary, just until the hormones and whatever there was in that drink is filtered in your liver and kidneys. I know it must be really weird, but it'll pass".
Hunter released all his tension in a long, resigned sigh and slumped in bed. He was right.
"There goes our morning fuck, I guess..." he mumbled, laying down on the matress again.
Reid's face hovered above his field of vision. His partner didn't seem at all bothered by this; still sporting a grin on his face.
"Why?" He asked, both hands travelling down to caress Hunter's hips. "I'm still hard. I'm in if you are".
Hunter frowned.
"But you're not attracted to woman".
Reid answered with a shrug.
"I'm 95% attracted to males" he corrected. "Plus, this is a very unusual particular situation. You're still you, Hunter, and I'm in love with you. Your body might have changed a little, but you still look beautiful to me".
Hunter blinked the tears away and smiled at the warmth and tender affection brought by Reid's sweet reassurance. He had picked his partner well.
"I guess it doesn't have to be much different. I still have an ass, after all..."
"Which by the way seems to have grown" Reid pointed out, grinning wide. "But come on, Hunter... this might be a one time life chance. Don't you wanna' do something about it?"
Hunter stared at him and blinked.
"You want to fuck me in this body?"
Reid nodded with a smile.
"We could try and have some fun. If you don't like it we can stop... But if not, I'm all down for exploring this changes in you and discovering new ways to make you squirm and moan".
Reid sugestively pushed his erection against Hunter's thigh; and the clone flushed with a welcoming excitement. He was already feeling different, now. If Reid was willing to take it slow, perhaps this could be a pleasurable experience instead of a terrible nightmare...
"Okay" he agreed in a whisper, cheeks tinged in red.
Reid looked like an over-enthusastic puppy; inmediately pressing their lips together and making Hunter melt in a heated, possesive kiss.
"Gonna take such a good care of you, baby" he promised, lips trailing down to leave small little marks on his neck, and Hunter hummed happily.
Reid all but acomplished his promise. In the next couple of minutes he turned Hunter into a squirming mess; all without a single article of clothing been taken off, just by kissing and pressing his cock against him. When Reid's hands moved to tug Hunter's shirt off, the clone was so blisfully relaxed he didn't even remember the anxiety he had experienced about his new shape before.
Reid groaned, hands softly pushing Hunter's surprising pair of breasts together; the man of the hour answering with a pleasured sigh.
"Fuck, baby" his partner whispered, his warm breath so close to his skin sending shivers through Hunter's naked chest. "They're perfect. Look so good on you".
Reid squeezed, perhaps with too much force at first; because the other man hissed agressively an opened his eyes in alarm. Reid watched him in surprise.
"What's up?" He asked, a bit confused at the sudden reaction.
Perhaps Hunter had changed of opinion; and didn't want to keep exploring this any futher. Which would be a shame, but he'd understand it anyways.
"Too sensititive" is what his boyfriend answered, however.
Reid studied the flustered blush on his face.
"Oh" he smiled. "Sorry, handsome. Guess that's just one difference I hadn't thought about. Perhaps I should just move on, huh?"
"No!" was Hunter's inmediate reply. Reid arched an eyebrow, and the man smiled guiltily, swallowing down his embarassment. "I... I like you touching my... My..."
"Breasts" Reid finished for him, and Hunter sighed in relief and reluctant acceptance.
"Breasts, yeah. It feels good having your hands there".
Reid grinned. He slowly cupped his boyfriends breasts again in his hands. His thumbs barely grazed his nipples; but Hunter arched spectacularly under him. It was a beautiful reaction to watch; and Reid wanted to draw so many more off of him.
" 'Kay, baby. I'll play with your breasts some more now" he agreed, and then he was switching his touch on Hunter's chest, alternating between softly caressing, squeezing, and tugging at his perky nipples –that seemed to be all but tempting him–.
Reid couldn't help himself and dived to catch Hunter's right nipple between his teeth; tugging very carefully. It was something that always made Hunter whine in his original shape; and by his reaction, it didn't feel any worse in this more feminine state.
"F-fuck!" Hunter looked at him in surprise.
Reid chuckled and kissed him on the lips.
"Some things never change, I suppose" he teased, and then he was crawling down Hunter's body, kissing a path down his stomach and pulling his pant's off with insistent tugs.
His boxers were abandoned somewhere in the room too; and Hunter found himself completely naked in front of his boyfriends' possesive, hungry eyes. Eyes that curiously travelled down to the spot between his legs; the clone inmediately redenning and trying to push them closer together.
Reid tutted condescendingly.
"Ah-ah" he smiled, hands holding Hunter's powerfull –yet somehow soft– thighs. "No hiding now. Open your legs and let me see your pussy, baby".
Hunter felt a rush of wetness seeping out of him; a second flood of embarassment creeping on his already redenned cheeks. It was hot, though; the way Reid talked to him. The way he had talked about his new shape. It almost felt forbidden.
Hunter soldiered on and opened his legs wide. Reid found himself a comfortable place between them, face coming to a dangerous close distance to his crotch. Hunter couldn't take his eyes off of him.
Reid teased a single finger along his folds; the movement easy through the slippery skin. It was just one little swipe; and yet it felt so good, made Hunter feel so desperate.
"Kark, Hunter. You're so wet, baby".
The clone couldn't help but whine; thrusting his hips up impatiently, wanting to feel more of Reid's touch on his feverish skin.
"I-I know" he stuttered, still getting used to all of this new and pleasant sensations. "It feels so good, Reid".
"Yeah?" The man smiled, one hand coming down to hold Hunter's squirming hips in place while the other continued to tease through his folds. "Is it very different?"
Reid dipped the tip of his middle finger into his entrance; then swipped upwards until he was slowly teasing his clit. Hunter moaned and bit his lip. It was a contradicting feeling; it was as if he wanted to squirm away from that kind of electrifying pleasure and push against it at the same time.
"Y-yes" he managed to answer. "Good different".
Hunter tried to fight the overwhelming sense of being empty. He needed to have something inside of him, needed to be full, filled. It was almost tugging at his very heart.
When one of Reid's fingers dipped again in his entrance to gather some of the wetness there, he couldn't keep it a secret any longer; and he shot him a heated look that inmediately got the man's attention.
"Push it in".
It wasn't a question; but an order. And Reid grinned.
"Like this, baby?" He asked, pushing his middle finger as far as he could, deep and slow.
Hunter felt somewhat relieved; but he still wanted more.
"A-nother one".
"So eager, baby" his boyfriend chuckled, but followed his plead inmediately.
Hunter had to fight a constant blush from the way Reid observed him through his pleasure. He felt needy and desperate, his hips moving over his boyfriend's fingers as if trying to pull then deeper inside of him, back arching and wetness coating his partner's hand. He felt for the man's waistband and tugged downwards; demanding Reid to get rid of his clothes too. He complied with a charming smile and Hunter smothered him with licks and kisses as soon as he got his boyfriend's body on top of his. The feeling of Reid's hard on pressing against his entrance and lower belly was delicious. Hunter's hips rotated and tried to push him inside.
"Mm. Want my cock, baby?" He asked knowingly.
All in all, this wasn't that much different from fucking Hunter in his usual shape. He was just as desperate once he had worked him up, and just as beautiful.
"Yeah. Please, Reid, fill me up" he whispered over his lips.
The man groaned and gave him a little peck; before holding his weight with a firm hand against the matress and re-directing the head of his dick towards Hunter's entrance. He locked eyes with him and slowly pushed inside; raptly observing the clone's reactions, how his mouth opened in ecstasy and his eyes fluttered close until he was completely seethed inside of him. Hunter's pussy was tight, warm, and wet; it felt fantastic around his cock.
"You okay?" He still asked, forehead touching his.
Hunter softly moaned.
"Yes. Yes. So good, so full. Please just... Just fuck me, Reid. I wanna' feel you everywhere".
Reid smirked, adjusting their positions slightly so he could have a better slam into Hunter.
"Alright, handsome. Let's see how much your new little pussy can take".
THE END.
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I know I cut some of the fun out and there are probably errors and typos in there, but I'm pretty busy and I wanted to continue writing the other requests. Hope u still liked it! Xx, Blue.
Can’t imagine how hard it was for Hunter to live in an island with so much delicious sushi and not be able to enjoy it for his lil baby’s health inside of him
Post birth, Ofc, his brothers prepared everything for him, making sure he and the baby were going to be comfortable and ok, including a lil hoodie that uncle Wreck made with all love <33
T4T VentHunt my love, and their lil miracle baby, that survived the electrocution torture Hunter and through in the finale, Pandora <33
Surely one day Asajj will come back and see…the results. Hehe
Extra sketch of Pan. In my hc the markings are actually natural, like togruta markings
Hunter BadBatch. The utter bi king, beautiful and graceful, with his canon lovers~
Pulled Asajj Ventress (spread legs for her) and Shep Hazard (being an attractive single dad)
(Don’t worry about Quinlan, he joins in the fun time to time 😉)
Anywaysssss pulling my ship agendas with Challengers redraw
The only good straight Hunter ship plus his endgame, trust 🫶
Day 7 of @jonadioweek ~ Free Day / Crossover !!!
And Ofc…because I’m bloody weak with my hyperfixes…I HAD to make this a TBB / SW crossover…get ready cuz this one needs some EXPLANATION…
Yes. Dio is a clone trooper, CT-D-10. But obviously he isn’t a Jango Fett clone. He is a unique clone from a deceased Sith Lord, though that’s kept a secret from the Jedi. Although failed to get the midichlorians and after 9 even more failed clones, this one was at least successful with the other set of abilities the Sith had, which made him not-human.
So, when he reached cadet age, he was moved in with the small squad of experimental clones with unique enhanced skills, Clone Force 99, or so called The Bad Batch. He was instantly welcomed in.
Because even if he was so different from any clone, that’s what made the Batch perfect for him. Their differences united them.
So, when the Clone Wars began, the Batch was actually assigned to a Jedi…a very…eccentric one.
A jedi…with a beautiful, sunlight of a padawan. Whom fell in love at first sight with the clone.
Even if he never takes off that helmet, JoJo still knows what she feels for him is love, even with the whole restrictions of the order…
You can hope for a better future for them…
Extra group shot with some more lil armor painting hcs. I’m literally that one meme of care and hcs into one character while others look blank lol but yeah here is the squad
Wonder how Echo will react when he eventually joins in 🫢🤭
And YES this is based off the Etain and Darman illustration <33
Day 6 of @jonadioweek ~ Musical !!!
Of course I had to make the musical. That thing is one of the bestest ever alongside Kuromyus (beloved JoJomyu)
The vibes are so perfect. I ended up making a fem!Jonathan AU called Tragic Romance AU, cuz the idea of JoJo being born a girl and marrying Dio was always so crazy good to me.
Also implication that Dio is George II’s father and the ancestor of the Joestars…how is this not COOL AS HELL?
So yeah! Here is the AU. Swiftly turned Jona’s outfit into more ballet like because I thought it could be a neat adaptation~ and her precious bump. Preg baby.
(No force on earth or hell can make me draw that horrid pimp outfit of the second act bruh what were they thinking)
Felt bad I didn’t have time to draw some TBB thing for Halloween so here is Hunter as Morticia Addams~ 🖤
How good it feels to draw a skin fitting dress and not having to cover his gorgeous hourglass-y motherly figure
Doubt he cuts his roses. Red is the perfect company color with black 🖤❤️🖤
Day 4 of @jonadioweek ~ Happy Halloween !!!
First time posting art on tumblr! Lol. Should’ve done a lot ago but couldn’t. Social media anxiety and shit
But for this I thought it would be nice! And here are my lovelies, based off an AU from 2020 with Fem!Witch!Jona and Vamp!Dio >:)
Seems like Dio fell for the beautiful witch’s trap…a magic collar. Like a bloody dog. Well. That will surely teach him a lesson about being such an arrogant cunt-
At least Johanna is gorgeous…❤️
Lil extra <33 feat. Wolf familiar Jotaro and a very grumpy (and fluffy) bat Dio ~
Big announcement Tumblr gang I will start posting art here
Due to past trauma I avoided posting art anywhere, but now being open on bluesky made me regain strength back so
Here goes nothing
I’ve been waiting for this…
Hunter as Sebastian Michaelis 😈
He's one hell of a butler ~
Not sure how much you’d be to do Mpreg omegaverse stuff but- maybe with Omega Hunter? 🥹👉👈
And if not Mpreg, maybe just the fluff! Post preg with newborn baby girl…maybe a follow up with the Alpha OMC 😇
Sprinkle of angst turning into fluff turning into smutt 🫡
Hunter shall be a dad (again).
I think you're really gonna like how this one came out, bud.
Enjoy!
Xx, Blue.
"JUST AS BEAUTIFUL" – (a) OMC / (o) Hunter 💖🔥💔
WARNINGS: Omegaverse usual shit including smutt (scent & breeding kink), insecurities about physical body changes and self-value during pregnancy (a bit of angst related to that), male preg, comforting fluff.
Buckle up!
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Hunter had always been fit. It was required of him; his body needed to be on tip top condition to push him through hours of dangerous misions of extenuating difficulty. It hadn't been too hard to develop that strength, those muscles, either; any training was a hundred times better than to remain trapped in Clone Force 99's barracks for a whole day. It had always made him feel more useful; more alive.
Perhaps that was why he now felt the complete opposite. He could barely walk without pain these days –and let's not talk about running or carrying heavy weight–; his muscles had all but dissapeared with his growing belly, and all he did was slump around and watch the holonet or read. He had started to ask himself if he wasn't being a burden for Night. It couldn't be easy for him; going to work everyday only to keep working when he got back home. He never complained, though, and always greeted him with a smile. Hunter had definitely won the lotery with his alpha.
Feeling grateful, and with a new resolve on his heart, he got up on his feet; deciding to try to put together at least a decent dinner for him. But today didn't seem to be his day; Hunter sat for a minute in order to rest his swollen ankles, and a minute was just enough time to burn through the fish sticks he had drowned in the frier. The smell of burnt food tickled his sensible nose; and Hunter swallowed the wave of nausea down, eyes cristalising. Why couldn't he...
A key moved on the lock of the front door, and soon enough, Night's voice was echoing in the corridor.
"Hey, darling, I'm home" he made himself known, as sweet as always, even though by now he was fully aware Hunter could hear him from clicks away.
Hunter tried to swallow everything down and put up a calm, smiley face; but all his efforts were inmediately abandoned when his dark brown eyes made contact with Night's light purple ones.
His alpha's face instantly switched to worry; quickly scanning him up and down and slowly approaching him.
"Sweetheart. What's wrong?" He asked softly, hands inmediately travelling upwards to cup Hunter's face tenderly.
Hunter answered with a wet chuckle.
"J-just being stupid. I tried to prepare dinner and burned everything".
Instead of growing angry, Night gave him a small fond smile.
"It's alright, darling. I appreciate the gesture" he pecked Hunter's pouty lips once. "Why don't we forget about that and take a shower together, mm? We can order in after that".
Night knew how much Hunter loved taking showers or bathing together. It was a chance to relax, to just breathe; to caress each other tenderly and bask in each other's love. The thought of Night seing his naked body right now, though, didn't bring him the same comfort.
Hunter pulled down on his oversize sweater, shifting unsurely.
"I don't know... I... I showered already today..." he tried to step around it.
Night frowned. He knew him too well by now.
Hunter's vision turned blurry; and a quiet whine threatened to escape from his tightening throat.
"Hunter... Baby..." the alpha caressed the skin of his reddening cheeks with his thumbs and whispered gently. "Will you tell me what's really going on?"
Hunter couldn't helo but cry, if only a little. It wasn't messy and loud; just a few tears running silently down his cheeks. Night brushed them away with his thumbs.
"I feel so useless" he finally broke down and confessed to him. "You're working all day long so we can live here, and I'm just lazing around. I wanted to do something nice to compensate and look at what happened. And... and I look so different, Night. I feel like a giant ball of fat. I'm not the man you started dating. How can you...? How can you...?"
Night shushed him softly, kissing him deeply, perhaps with a little more force than necessary.
"Hunter" he firmly called him by his name, and the omega couldn't so anything else but to look up into his eyes. "You're not useless, and you're not being lazy. You're growing a life inside of you; and that takes energy, and sleep, and everything else. Of course you need to rest; and of course you're not going to be running around doing missions and shooting the bad guys. After how ecclectic your life has been it's normal this is making you feel a little lazy. But I asure you, it's nothing but normal. And just the fact that you tried to do this gesture for me is heartwarming enough".
Hunter's worries started to melt with his alpha's kind words; but Night hadn't even finished comforting him.
"And as for your physical aspect..." he brushed a hand down his hair. "You're as beautiful as the day I met you in the market. You have the same handsome face, the same pretty dark brown eyes, the same long hair I love so much. And yeah, your body has changed. But don't you think it's anything close to bad. Your ass is a dream, Hunter" he squeezed it suggestively with a grin and the omega had to laugh. "And seing you naked is one too. Do you have any idea of how much it turns me on? How good you look with our pup growing inside of you? How good knowing that feels?"
"Do you really mean that?" Hunter asked, fingers clenching on Night's shoulders.
The alpha sighed.
"Of course I do, Hunter" he pressed his forehead against his, just like the omega had taught him a year ago. "It's our baby. You're mine as much as I'm yours. I'm not going anywhere, and it's going to be okay".
Weeks of silent stress vanished from Hunter's body instantly; and he tugged his alpha's neck down to kiss him. Night complied without a blink; lips moving softly over Hunter's and hands bracketing each side of his face, deepening the kiss.
When they parted, both of them were breathless; a peaceful expresion in their face.
"Wanna' take that shower now?" Night offered again, hands travelling down to caress Hunter's hips.
Hunter bit his lip.
"Could we... Do you want to have sex? Now?"
Night looked surprised at first; but inmediately smiled and chuckled.
"Of course, baby" he tugged Hunter's body as close as he could against his. "I'll give you what you want now".
Hunter sighed; relaxing in his partners arms. Night dipped his head down for another kiss; and the omega tilted his head upwards, letting him explore him with his tongue. Hunter had not been one for those kind of kisses before meeting him; it was messy, too slick, too... Disgusting. In his opinion. It came out he had just really had very bad tongue kisses. The way Night explored him was nothing but; he had no rush, he didn't force anything around. He just softly prodded and swiped, just a little tease that left Hunter wanting for more.
One by one, each item of their clothes was left scattered around the floor. The sight of the alpha naked still managed to surprise him, a year and a half later; Night was a mix between pantoran and human, his skin a beautiful smooth dark purple and the small geometric tattoos on his face a softer violet. And he was big; so big. Hunter clenched just by looking at him.
"Like what you see?" Night teased, stroking himself once, twice, while Hunter squirmed in place. The alpha hummed and gently turned him around so he was facing the kitchen table. "Hold on, darling, I need to properly prepare you before you take me inside of you".
He didn't delay; falling down to his knees and grabbing a handfull of his ass, swipping his tongue over his wet entrance, spreading him apart.
Hunter's knees buckled; moaning quietly, he quickly took hold on the edge of the table, tiny movements pushing himself back onto his alpha's tongue.
Night hummed happily behind him; fingers playing with his wetness for a few seconds before he was slipping one of his fingers inside him too.
"F-fuck" Hunter stuttered when he moved onto three, after a few minutes of opening him up restlessly.
Night finally stood up –one knee cracking uncomfortably– and smiled; molding his chest to the omega's back. His fingers continued pumping inside of him.
"You're always so tight, love" he whispered close to his left ear, sending shivers down Hunter's spine. "It's a wonder. You could think by now that your body would have permanently adjusted to the shape of my cock".
Hunter whimpered and pushed back harder against him; a rush of lust and warmth bubbling over him.
"N-night..."
He knew what he wanted, and the alpha smiled quietly.
"You want it, baby? Want my big cock inside of you?"
Hunter sighed.
"Please..."
The alpha groaned and took hold of his erection, coating the tip with Hunter's wetness. The omega bit his lip. He already felt good and Night wasn't even inside of him.
"Kark, baby" the alpha finally pushed his cock into him, slowly but steadily until he was seathed inside his warm walls. "You always look beautiful with my cock inside of you".
Hunter clenched around him, bringing out another groan from the alpha; who caressed his hands all over Hunter's body, from his shoulders, down his back, thighs, and all the way up including his pregnant belly. Hunter squirmed.
"I'm okay" he whispered to the man behind him.
Night hummed and obbeyed his wishes, pulling back and slowly pushing back in.
Hunter kept his eyes closed; getting used to the feeling of something that big and that good moving inside of him.
Night moved progresively faster, deeper; until desire got the best out of them and he was pounding into Hunter with impatience and abandon. Hunter whined and dropped open his mouth with the rush of pleasure.
"S-so good..."
Night pushed on his shoulders, directing him to bend down and push his ass up into the air. Into him.
He whispered sweet –and filthy– nothings to his ear while never slowing down or changing positions; just small adjustments to keep fucking him non-stop. Hunter clinged to the table as best as he could; until his shaky legs couldn't hold him up anymore, and he grew concerned about hurting the baby if he pressed more of his belly onto the hard surface.
"Night..."
"Yes, love?" He asked, slowing down.
"Can't..." Hunter blushed, embarassed. "Bed?"
"Oh" the alpha seemed to realise the situation, and inmediately smiled brightly at him. "Of course, sweetheart. Come here".
Hunter squeaked when the alpha pulled him into his arms; lifting him bride-style of the floor and walking towards the bedroom effortlessly.
Night chuckled, amused.
"Didn't know you could make that noise".
Hunter shot him a glance, pouting.
"You could have given me a warning".
Night laughed, and he gently dropped him down on the matress, staring at him while he remain standing. Hunter squirmed impatiently.
"What?" He asked, seing the thoughtful expresion on his alphas face.
"Mm. I'm debating wether I'd like to fuck you against the matress like when you're in your heat or if I'd prefer to watch you on top of me".
Hunter's face reddened inmediately.
"Any thoughts on it?"
At Hunter's flushed silence, the alpha dropped on the bed besides him.
"I think I want to see how beautiful you look bouncing on top of me" he stated, grinning flirtily.
Hunter might have had some reserves about his body image; but right now he was so turned on, and he wanted Night's hard cock inside of him so bad, he didn't quite care what the position was.
He climbed over his alpha's thighs; hovering over his erection before slowly sinking down onto his cock.
"Fuck, Hunter" Night moaned, hands squeezing both sides of his hips, eyes growing hazy. "Just like that, baby".
Hunter answered with his own moan and slowly moved up and down onto him; closing his eyes and enjoying himself for a few moments without a care in the galaxy. When his thighs started to burn, he whined and shot a glance to Night's purple eyes; and the man understood inmediately, tugging him forward until he was half-resting on top of his chest, planting his feet on the bed and moving his hips up against him in short, sharp movements.
When the pleasure was too much for the omega to handle and Hunter all but slumped on top of him, his pregnant weight too heavy for him to push against, Night hugged the omega to himself and grinded their hips together. By Hunter's moans, they were both pretty close to orgasming.
"Please. Please..." the omega whined, panting against his neck, kissing his scent glands here and there.
"F-fuck" Night rumbled, the sound of his wet dick music to his ears, Hunter's voice too. "So fucking beautiful, love, so fucking... Fucking breedable. If you weren't already full with my pup I'd give you another one right now".
Hunter murmured a "close" onto his neck, squirming on top of him, and Night squeezed his hands on Hunter's bubbly butt, feeding more of his cock into him.
"You like that, baby? Like being bred by your alpha? Pushing your ass up and beg to be filled with my cum?"
"I'mgonnacumI'mgonnacum..." Hunter whined in eccstasy, digging his fingers onto the alpha's shoulders.
"Beg me" Night ordered, suddenly tugging his hair back and forcing him to hold his purple gaze. "Beg me to come inside of you, come on, baby..."
"Please" Hunter cried, clenching impossibly around the cock inside of him. "Please, alpha, wanna' feel your warm cum inside of me. Mark me up, breed me again, please, please..."
"F-f-fuck, I-I'm..." Night pounded once, twice, three times inside of him and then he was cumming in long warm spurts inside of him, moaning next to Hunter's ears and the omega was done for too.
Hunter cried, clenching tightly one last time over him while the stars exploded all around his body, pleasant tingles spreading through every nerve til the very tip of his toes; then relaxing slowly.
God. That was...
"So good" Night mumbled, still twitching inside of him, gently caressing his hips with his fingers. "Love you, Hunter".
The omega sighed, swimming in endorphins and happiness. Yes, he had won the lottery.
THE END.
Damn, that was 🥵
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themotherfuckingbadass asked for Fem!Jonathan and Male!Dio kissing with colors
HE DID IT !!!
海水浴だよ～ ※女体化
For the requests,,, Alpha male x Omega Hunter? 👀 mayyyybee heat?
Yes siiiiir 🫡
Wasn't sure if you wanted them in a relationship or for them to be strangers, if you wanted full smut or tease or fluffy... Just decided to go with my gut. Not checked for errors, so sorry! Hope you like it!
"Bite me"
ALPHA OMC / OMEGA HUNTER
WARNINGS: just the classic omegaverse shit; heats, bite marks, dynamics blablabla. You know what you're here for. Smut, establied relationship, fluff 💖🔥
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Hunter was used to taking care of things. Of his squad, of Omega, of strategies and plans... It was just how it had always been. With no shortage of supressants, and considering they distributed them to all the clones periodically, the kaminoans hadn't paid much attention to the fact that the sargeant was –a surprise for many– an omega; but without their endless resources, and their new life on the run from the Empire, it had been Hunter's time to face a truth he had been long ignoring. Sometimes he wanted someone to take care of him.
It had taken a long time for him to come to terms with that. He wasn't used to it, always the leader of his squad; needing someone, feeling that deep-soul desperation tugging at him... It had made him feel weak. On top of that, his sense of smell had all but intensified; migraines worsening as well. And oh, let's not even start with the heats... His body burned, and his conscious mind always went on a vacation trip. Hunter hadn't done drugs; though he imagine it would feel something like it.
The clone had always had a fair share of silent admirors. Woman were usually attracted to his toned muscles and tattoos, his overall misteriousness; men liked his long hair and narrow waist. The attention had nothing but increased with the release of his feromones; but he had promised himself he wasn't going to grow distracted by any pretentious alpha, and... Well, he technically hadn't. Because Einarr wasn't pretentious.
Einarr Barkla had been a mandalorian bounty hunter they had crossed paths with for one of Cid's chaotic missions. Between his knowledge of Mando'a, his precision with a blaster, and his calm and soothing personality, Hunter had jumped from simple genuine admiration to a hopeless crush in a blink of an eye. While Hunter fought against his natural instincts, trying to shove everything down, Einarr had continued adressing him with unwavering politeness; not making a single comment about his very obvious feelings, noticing the omega's trouble.
After two months of torture, it was Hunter who had finally confronted him; perhaps not in the best of ways. He had all but pushed Einarr against a wall; asking him to stop playing mindgames in an angry snarl. When a frowning, confused Einarr had questioned him about it, Hunter had hissed that he knew exactly what he meant; that he was using his feromones to call him, that he smelled him everywhere, from miles away, and that he was fucking tired of it. After hearing the rest of his synthoms, Einarr's expresion had switched from irritation and confusion to amusement; and for once, Hunter knew what cheekiness looked like in the mandalorian.
"I don't know, Hunter. Sounds like your omega side likes me" he had smirked at him.
Hunter's eyes had widened in a mix of surprise and realisation.
"Why does this come to you as a surprise?" Einarr had asked, confusion making a come back. "Surely you've experienced this before..."
Hunter had still been too out of place to have the mind to lie about it.
"No. I haven't... I've been on surpresants all my life. I've just recently come off".
Surprise and understanding had mixed on the bounty hunter's face. Einar had placed a warm hand on his shoulder in a comforting way.
"Oh. It's alright, Hunter. You'll learn to get used to it and filter things with time, then".
The sergeant liked his emotional intelligence oh so much... Hearing those soothing words did things to his insides.
He had tilted his head up –Einarr was fucking tall–; and the man must had seen something on his eyes, for he had smiled softly but sensually.
"Do you want something from me, mesh'la?" He had asked; and Hunter had almost whined.
The rest was history. They had been together for a whole year now; a year that started with exciting –and sometimes scary– exploration and ended in wonderfull, safe understanding. By now, Hunter knew every inch of his body; his omega side, his want and needs, his limits... And all of Einarr's. He really was an excellent alpha; he was lucky to have him.
<< Have him... Yeah... Cock inside me, please... >>
In the present time, Hunter's mind was already spinning. He had started his heat half an hour ago; retired to Einarr's apartment as soon as he had detected the synthoms starting. He went through his mental list; lock all windows and doors, send Einarr a mesage, place the water bottle besides the bed, lubricant, and get completely naked. He knew his alpha would come home as soon as he could. His alpha...
Hunter moaned, inevitable humping against the matress at the thought of his boyfriend coming home to help him.
"Alpha, alpha, alpha..." he chanted in a whisper, almost in automatic. Then, a key was introduced in the front door, sending an electric shock through Hunter's bent spine. "Alpha!"
This time he called for him out loud, and he received an answer back.
"Hey, handsome" his voice was low and gentle. His figure inmediately stepping into the bedroom and taking the scene in. "Mm. As ready and good as always".
Hunter whimpered; back bending so that his ass was stuck up in the air and forehead almost resting against the matress. He had been extremely selfconscious of this position in the past; but a lot of time and love had happened since then.
"Please..." he could do little more than beg. "Einarr..."
"Shh" the alpha soothed him, undressing as quick as he could and kneeling in the bed behind him. "I got you, baby. I'm here".
Einarr brushed a kiss on a hip, hands coming up to caress his shoulders and spine; and Hunter sighed, turning into a puddle at the reverent attention. His mind swimmed in happiness.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous" the mandalorian whispered. One big hand travelled down between his legs, teasing the wetness he found there. "Did you play with yourself while I was away?"
Hunter moaned and squirmed. His cheeks warmed.
"Just a bit" he confessed. "I... It was too... I tried waiting..."
Einarr smiled.
"Mm. It's okay, darling, no need to get your mind in a twist. You know I don't care if you give yourself an orgasm to try to relax a little. I know I'll be able to pull a few more from you afterwards..." Einarr sinked a finger into Hunter's hole, and the omega clenched around the please t intrusion.
"F-fuck" he panted. "Y-yes, Nar, please..."
"More?" The alpha asked with a smile, eyes darkened and voice slightly raspy.
Hunter nodded at least four times.
"Yes, please..."
"Mm" he answered, and gave him what he asked for.
Soon, Einarr had three fingers inside of Hunter; and the beautiful man started to beg for his cock.
"Please, please. Your cock... Please, give me your cock..."
The alpha groaned. He slipped his fingers off; then lined up his hard on over Hunter's entrance, teasing with just the tip.
"More" the omega whined, own hips moving back and trying to impale himself impatiently.
"Here you go, baby" the man answered, holding himself and firmly and slowly pushing in.
Hunter's breathing hitched; voice quietening while he adjust and then breaking in a pleased whine.
"F-fuck, a-alpha...".
"Too much?" Einarr asked, waiting patiently, worried.
"No" the omega answered, releasing a happy sigh. "So, so big, so good..."
Hunter clenched; and the alpha moaned. His hands seized both sides of the smaller man's pretty waist.
"You feel incredible too, baby" he praised, and Hunter turned to smile at him, head still resting on the matress.
"Fuck me, please?" He asked, and the mandalorian could do nothing but obligue.
It was slow, sweet and gentle at first; though it was soon consumed by Hunter's heat and need and turned to a rough pounding. Hunter got reduced to endless whimpers and moans; fingers clenching around the bedsheets and eyes closed in bliss, half-bent half-slumped under his alpha's powerfull form.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes..." he chanted in tiny whispers, voice almost muffled against the matress of the bed.
One of Einarr's hand grabbed a handfull of his hair and tugged.
"F-fuck!" Hunter whined, voice forced into a proper deeper V, the spot his boyfriend was ramming slightly shifting inside of him.
"Wanna' hear you" the other man panted, still pouding inside of him. "Wanna' hear your pretty voice cry for me..."
"Alpha" Hunter all but cried to him, stimulation almost too much to handle for him. His body felt on fire, his wetness travelled down his thighs, his alpha was fucking him so good and deep and... "Please knot me. Please knot me, alpha, alpha..."
Einarr moaned at his lost babling. He loved when Hunter reached this state. Fuck, he was the prettiest thing he had ever seen.
"Yeah?" He grunted with effort, tugging Hunter's hips back onto his cock. "Want me to knot you, little omega? Pump my cum deep into you?"
"Yes. Yes, please..." he really was a mess by now, but he didn't care. He felt loved and safe. "Alpha, please, put a pup in me..."
"F-fuck" Einarr's pacing stuttered. "Kriff, yes, gonna' fucking breed you, love, pretty, dirty little omega..."
"I'm gonna' cum" Hunter whined, one hand flying back to claw at Einarr's forearm. "I'm gonna' cum, gonna' cum, gonna' cum..."
Einarr groaned and sinked his teeth into Hunter's neck; hard enough to leave a temporary mark, but not enough to draw blood.
The omega cried and clenched around his cock, cumming in long, warm ropes onto the bedsheets. The beautiful sight of Hunter succumbing to the highest of his pleasure was more than enough to pull the alpha's own orgasm out of him; Einarr groaning one last time before pushing his hips flush with the omega's one and knotting him, pumping him full of his seed.
Strength abandoned him, and he more or less dropped on top of Hunter; trying to homd himself up to not crash him completely. The omega didn't look at all bothered by it; Hunter lowered both of them down slowly onto the matress, knot still connecting them, humming happily.
"You okay, handsome?" asked the alpha, kissing the back of his neck affectionately, breathing finally slowing.
Hunter hummed again, body relaxed and mind completely void of worries.
"Mm. Yeah" he turned his face to the side to smile softly at his boyfriend. "Love you, Nar. Thank you".
The alpha grinned. He really was the luckiest man on the galaxy. At least on Ord Mantell.
"Love you too, mesh'la".
THE END.
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This just gave me happiness after a terrible test my god
She would return to Pabu from time to time, and Hunter was always there, scowling, playing up his "protective father" character, like he was counting minutes until she's gone. It was almost cute when she knew he would come to her at night, and that he would beg her to stay just a little longer.
Part 1 for Clone kinktober, filled in no particular order
Todays prompts: 16B Sensory deprivation 19A Underwear/Body glove and 23A Knifeplay
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