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The Head of Empire - VIIIS by coloursofnoise
Fandoms: The Head of Empire - Caffeinated Otter, Original Work
03 Mar 2026
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Timni squints through the tears filling her eyes to read the title printed in
bold letters sitting atop a block of text, with a figure printed in greyscale
opposite. When she looks back up at the Empress, white as a sheet, her eyes are
wider than they have ever been.Timni finds herself the unwilling target of the Empress' attentions.
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- Part 3 of Works by Caffeinated Otter
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Skipping, teasing, dancing light-footed across gnashing teeth.
The scrap hangs in the air with each leap, taunting, and she *burns* with need. She strains harder, revving the great engine that drives her. It whines loudly as she pumps more of the high CN fuel into its chambers.
Hey, ever wondered what it would be like to have an erotic experience as an industrial shredder?
Haha yeah, me neither.
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- Part 2 of Works by Caffeinated Otter
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Zoey loses herself a bit, moaning and whining, hearing Rumi moaning in tandem around her, her cock, her cock fucking Rumi’s face, soaked with her spit and her tears. By the time Mira’s hands return to stroking her chest and stomach, Zoey can feel something tightening in her, not the usual pull somewhere behind her bellybutton, but somewhere near the point in her chest where the bonfire has made itself home.
Zoey wants to try wearing a strap. Mira and Rumi are confused but supportive.
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They were so warm, and with only a t-shirt on she felt like she could get so close to them, unmuffled by the thick hoodie that lay nearby. She breathed in deep as she continued nuzzling into their back, trying to make up for not giving them the massage they were promised by digging her nose and lips firmly across every inch of their broad shoulders.
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She's so close.
Just a little bit more, a little bit longer, a little bit harder, please.
Now with 40% more consent!
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Works by Caffeinated Otter by coloursofnoise
Fandom Original Work, the elven tendency - Caffeinated Otter, The Head of Empire - Caffeinated Otter
03 Mar 2026
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Works inspired by Caffeinated Otter
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The next strike is harder. The next one, harder still. On the third, the moan that’s been building in my throat spills out of my lips, a guttural release of months of pent-up fantasies, a hum and groan that comes from my core. “Jesus,” she mutters behind me. Her grip on my neck tightens, and she pushes me a few inches farther from her. I hear her adjusting her stance. “Do you-” she starts, sounding breathy, and before she can finish her sentence I’m saying, “Don’t stop, please, Ariel, don’t stop, please just fucking beat me.”
Bookmarked by coloursofnoise
26 Feb 2026
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“Hey, babe. Been looking everywhere for you.”
The voice was low, honeyed, warm in all the right places. It fell over Rumi in a way the man’s voice hadn’t, settling into her bones and gnawing faintly, already leaving impressions on her marrow.
And yet another touch, this one lighter, a palm splayed across the small of her back, a second body pressing into hers from behind.
“Yeah, we thought we lost you for a sec there.” This voice, a little higher, but no less deadly.
Not one, but two strangers.
“Can’t you see you’re interrupting something?” the guy snapped at them.
“Can’t you see,” the first voice mocked, “she’s not yours?”
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Two women step in when a guy gets pushy with Rumi at a bar. What happens after is meant to be a one-night stand, nothing more.
But rarely do things turn out exactly the way they're meant to.
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Bookmarked by coloursofnoise
22 Feb 2026
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Olivia Assamica comes home to her Daddy, Mel Assamica, Second Bloom, and helps her relax after a long day of work.
Written for the November Acekink Writing Jam!
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Bookmarked by coloursofnoise
20 Feb 2026
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The sound of rapid knocking at her window made Rumi startle so badly she hit her knees on the bottom of her steering wheel, her hip somehow knocking into the gearshift and her wrist banging against the door. She hissed in pain, hearing a muffled “Oh, god, sorry!” and winding down the window.
Instead of the serial killer she’d been at least partially anticipating, the rolling of the window exposed wide, apologetic eyes, a bright brown with little flecks of golden warmth in the irises, black hair rolled up into a messy bun. “Hey, hi, so sorry, didn’t mean to scare you — just, any idea how long — god, it’s cold—” the woman shivered bodily, large, soft shapeless snow falling in clumps and sticking to her hair and, for some ungodly reason, bare arms “—the road closure will take? My radio doesn’t work and it looks like we’re in a 5G wasteland.”
“Why are you not wearing a sweater?” was the first thing that came out of Rumi’s mouth, which wasn’t the answer to the woman’s question that she was pretty sure she did actually know — somewhere deep down in her brain that wasn’t stuck on the outrageous statement on her t-shirt or the pretty bow of her lips.
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Bookmarked by coloursofnoise
14 Feb 2026
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And, look—Zoey doesn’t mean to do it. She’s honestly pretty surprised at herself. Between Mira, who will only orgasm under pretty specific circumstances, and Rumi, who could probably climax if you just call her a Good Girl and breathe on her right, Zoey has always sat somewhere comfortably around the middle. She’s never had to work especially hard for it, but it’s never completely snuck up on her, either. It must be the heat from the bathhouse getting to her, or the three hours of burning anticipation, or the almost-two weeks of not having both her girls in her arms.
Whatever. The point is: she’s never finished just from Mira putting her fingers in, before.
(OR, Zoey finishes too quickly; Mira and Rumi make her pay for it)
Bookmarked by coloursofnoise
08 Dec 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Rumi tells Mira how much they love her to make her come.