Praise Kink Ao3 Novels & Stories

I can’t help it, they’re quite sharp. Finding his rhythm, his tongue begins to caress my fang, paying special attention to the tip and the undersides— just like I taught him. “You’re such a good omega, Sorahiko”. He stills, rubbing his thighs together subconsciously. A slight whimper resounds in his throat as he doubles down on his efforts. It can’t be— A praise kink?. Oh. I am so going to have fun with this. “Yeah, Sorahiko…you’re a really good omega”.

I like the way he was explaining it to me, like he didn't want me to feel less experienced. I laid on my side, and he spooned behind me, lifting my top leg high, entering my pussy from behind, his cock sliding deep. He thrust hard, his arm around me, hand on my throat lightly for kink, choking me just enough to heighten everything, his other hand fingering my clit. “Take my cock in your pussy, you dirty girl,” he said, biting my shoulder. The position felt primal, his balls slapping my ass, his cock stretching my pussy walls, and I came again, screaming, my body shaking. He followed soon, cumming inside me once more.

He settled into a stool at the distal end of the room, his dark eyes rested on a couple who had caught his interest. The blonde-haired female was straddled on the hip of her master, his cock impaling her while he grabbed her breasts, ocassionally slapping her nipples. The girls cheeks remained flush. Kain watched with desire brimming in his eyes as she screamed and begged. To their left, a slave softly jerked a man's cock, as her wet tongue streaked across its squirming hole. His right hand slipped down to his enlarged crotch. Kain derived more pleasure in witnessing fuckery than he did while experiencing it. It was a kink of his he had come to accept and enjoy.

I usually loved to be degraded, to see the person responsible for my orgasm, to hear him say words that could cause me to die of shame but rather, get insane pleasure from it. Alistair finally let down on his teasing and tore my skirt, he tossed it aside and I felt the tight air tease my naked skin. I was naked now, in all my glory and his eyes were boring into me. I realized now that I may be discovering a new kink, anticipation and excitement coursed through me and I felt his mouth cover my nipples. I sucked in a breath and continued to hold me as I wrapped my legs around him, her sucked on my nipples and bit it down, his hand played with its twin and massaged the knob painfully.

I breathe out, eyeing him with undying desire in my eyes. “Oh, you are gonna see stars today, princess.” He smiles as if he were the incarnation of the devil himself. “I'm gonna fuck you so hard.” He grabs my panties as he says, “I'm gonna leave you begging, baby girl.” I bite my lips. “Please, fuck me hard.” I beg instantly, making him smirk. “Good girl.” He compliments. And I can't take it anymore. I want him inside me right this instant. I've always had praise kinks. It drives me crazy beyond imagination.

Even I was cringing from my thoughts. I’ve never experienced this clawing need to kiss Kai or Soren or Lyn when I was alone with either of them like I wanted to devour Jin on the spot. The was something utterly delicious about his broken expression that didn’t evoke sympathy. No. I finally realized that I had unlocked a new secret kink—humiliating Jin. It doesn’t matter if it’s mentally or physically or emotionally.

His grip tightened as he smirked—so filthy—licking my folds. “Wouldn’t you like that?” he said, his smoky voice reverberating against my sensitive sex. His piercings felt so great against my soft skin. I never thought it would be my kink, but I was already thinking about when I could have him next. “Someone finding us like this? With my tongue deep in your tight little pussy as you moan my name, hm?”

“You’ll drag me straight to hell, and I’ll thank you for it.” She whimpered again, the sound feeding me the same way worship songs did. I kept watching my cock slide in and out of her, each time glistening more. I held back in the office, but I didn't hold back now, I fucked her so hard she was screaming at the top of her lungs, and that didn't matter. This was my home, no one was coming in this late but her, she was bold, she was sexy, she was amazing. “You’re the best I’ve ever had,” she gasped, unknowingly feeding my kink back to me. “The biggest,” she cried out, her words stuttering. “The hardest, oh please—Father...don’t stop. Don't fucking stop!” She whimpered.

"Let me feel you come for me like the good girl I know you are." That's all it takes. As soon as the sentence ends, I'm a shuddering, spasming mess in his arms, flying apart at the seams. He doesn't stop moving, doesn't stop fucking the life out of me. The whole table rattles with every savage thrust. I cling to him like that'll keep me from dissolving into the ether. "Good girl," he growls repeatedly. "So fucking beautiful when you take my cock..." If I didn't have a praise kink before, I do now. It's one thing to be desired as a physical object—it's another thing entirely to feel like he'd fuck my soul if he could.

I lick my dry lips, and nod, not trusting myself to make coherent sounds. “Since you chose to move, I think I’ll take the scenic route back to where I was. After all, there are so many delights to be enjoyed along the way.” he grins devilishly, as I close my eyes and moan with a little disappointment that he is making me wait to feel his tongue where I desperately need it. “Don’t pout precious.” He slowly runs a finger along my bottom lip. “Open.” He commands, and I obey. “Good girl.” He slides the tip of his finger between my lips and my pussy clenches, my clit throbs, and I suck gently, swirling my tongue around his finger as he pushes it a little deeper. Who knew I had a praise kink?