NSFW Smut Red x White

**Don't be surprised, these are my very first two smut stories that I need to republish specifically for my new membership.**

NSFW Oneshot smut Red x White:

As White and Red's impassioned encounter reaches a fever pitch, their insatiable desire for each other intensifies. The air around them crackles with the electric energy of their connection, their bodies in perfect harmony, driven by their deepest, most primal instincts.

White's dominant presence becomes even more pronounced, his powerful movements growing aggressive and demanding. Each forceful thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through Red's quivering body, leaving her breathless and craving more. The sensation of being filled by White, combined with the knowledge of the potent breeding seed within him, only serves to heighten Red's arousal.

Just as they approach the edge of ecstasy, White's body tenses, signaling the impending release of his breeding seed. Sensing the imminent climax, Red's eyes widen with a mix of fear and excitement, her body trembling in anticipation of the intense moment to come.

White senses her hesitation and asks, "Are you certain you can handle this?" His voice is low.

Red gulps, her eyes wide with both fear and excitement. "Y-yes, p-please... I wanna try," she replies, her voice trembling. White leans in, his voice a low, commanding growl laced with seduction, "Good. Prepare yourself, my dear."

With one final, ferocious thrust, White's climax crashes over him like a powerful storm, sending a torrent of his hot seed surging into Red. The sheer force and volume of the seed overwhelm her, causing her body to tremble and strain, desperately trying to accommodate the deluge.

The intense sensation of being filled to the brink with White's seed pushes Red to her absolute limits. She can't help but scream out in a mix of pleasure and shock, her body writhing and convulsing as she struggles to contain the overwhelming flood of sperm.

"It's too much!" Red cries, her voice strained and broken as she squirms, her belly visibly swelling from the excess seed filling her small frame.

"Just breathe" White encourages, his voice gentle but firm. "You can do this. Trust me."

As Red continues to gasp and shudder, she tries to acclimate to the intoxicating sensation of being so full. With each breath, her body strains to accommodate the torrent of seed, her own climax washing over her in a tidal wave of ecstasy. The room reverberates with the crescendo of their shared pleasure, their moans and gasps colliding in an explosion of unbridled passion.

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NSFW Oneshot smut Red x White:

Red was observing White with a blend of fascination and mild apprehension. She summoned the courage to voice her desire, her tone endearingly shy as she gently said, "I'd like to... taste you." Her cheeks flushed a soft pink as she continued, "And, I'm... kind of craving your... seed."

White responded with a soft chuckle, amused by her sincere yet cute request. He tenderly ran a finger down her cheek, his steady gaze providing comfort. "Hungry again, are we?" he teased.

The dimly lit room was charged with anticipation. Red was laid bare on the bed, her soft blush and rapidly rising and falling chest evidence of her nervous excitement. Towering over her, White was a figure of tantalizing power and control, his muscular frame casting a formidable shadow. His large hands cupped her head tenderly, guiding himself towards her quivering lips.

The gentlest of movements marked the commencement of their intimate dance, his length slowly entering her mouth. It was a gentle face-fucking, a delicate dance of dominance and submission. Red was under him, a shiver rippling through her every time he moved, her eyes wide and glistening with a mix of anxiety and anticipation.

As the heat of the moment grew, the air thick with their shared arousal. White's voice became both more dominant and encouraging. He paused momentarily, releasing a deep, primal growl, "Use your tongue more, love." An audibly drawn-out exhale accompanied his words before he proceeded, "That's it..." He adjusted his movements, thrusting gently causing Red to let out a surprised gasp. His concern for her was apparent, making sure he was not overwhelming her.

White's praise came as a husky whisper, "Fuck, you're doing a fantastic job." He slowed his movements again, gently rolling his hips, "Remember to breathe." His voice a deep purr that resonated in the quiet room, "Let yourself enjoy this as much as I am." His commanding yet charming demeanor, along with his careful attention to Red's reactions, heightened the passion of their shared experience.

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A low, resonating growl began to build in White's throat, his self-control teetering on the edge as pleasure began to consume him. His movements became less measured, more urgent, the rhythm of his thrusts intensifying. He began to lose himself in the sensation. He gripped Red's head a little tighter, his thrusts becoming erratic as his control slipped away. Red whimpered as his grip tightened, the pace too much for her to keep up with.

Beneath him, Red was trembling, the intensity of the moment rendering her breathless. Each forceful thrust took her breath away, her chest constricting as she desperately tried to draw in air around him. Panic started to creep in at the corners of her mind, but she pushed it away. They had a safeword, a silent signal agreed upon. All she had to do was tap twice on his leg, and he would stop immediately. But she didn't.

Red was struggling, but she was also aflame with her own desire. The raw dominance White was displaying was pushing her boundaries, but it was also strangely thrilling. She wanted to endure it, to prove to herself that she could, and more importantly, for White. This moment was theirs, an unspoken bond of trust, and she refused to break it. So, she persevered, enduring the overwhelming sensation as White lost himself to his pleasure. Her determination fueled her. And throughout it all, White, lost in his ecstasy, remained blissfully unaware of her struggle.

A deep groan escaped White, his control fraying at the edges as he neared his climax. His hand instinctively tightened around Red's head, holding her in place as he thrust more insistently into her mouth. "Red..." he rasped out, a warning laced in his voice, the intimacy of the moment reaching its fever pitch. And then, with a primal growl, he released, flooding her mouth with his seed. His grip tightened for a moment longer as Red, caught off guard, began to choke and gag. Desperately trying to accommodate his size and the overwhelming sensation. Realizing her distress, he quickly let go, his concern overtaking his momentary pleasure.

Red pulled away, gasping for air and coughing slightly. She turned to the side, her body shaking from the intensity and exertion, beads of sweat dotting her forehead. "Take your time, love" his voice soft and comforting, his eyes full of affection as he watched Red slowly recover, his hand reaching out to brush stray hairs away from her sweat-dampened face. His other hand gently rubbed her back in soothing circles, his fingers leaving warm trails on her skin.

White's demeanor shifted from dominant to soothing, his voice gentle as he whispered comforting words, "It's okay, dear. Just breathe." He helped her sit up slightly, his arm supporting her back, and offered her a glass of water from the bedside table. His fingers were soft as they wiped away the tear trails from her cheeks, his eyes brimming with care and concern.

"Are you alright, love?" he asked, his voice soft and soothing. The room was quiet, save for their shared heavy breaths slowly steadying. Red just nodded, too overwhelmed to speak, her body relaxing into his supportive embrace.

Once Red's coughs had subsided and her breathing had evened out, White shifted to lie beside her. He gently pulled her close to him, her head resting against his chest. His fingers continued their tender ministrations, gently tracing her curves and comforting her. "Rest now, Red. You've done wonderfully," he praised, planting a soft kiss on the top of her head. His heartbeat was steady against her ear, a comforting rhythm that soon lulled her into a peaceful sleep.

The room was filled with a soft, contented silence, the shared intensity of their earlier actions now replaced by a warm, soothing aftercare. White kept his arms wrapped around Red, watching her sleep.