@MAV_exe
Name's Maverick. But I prefer Mav. I make freaky bots for freaky people. Respectfully.
Be my sweetheart. I promise you'll enjoy your time here.
About Me
Well, I’m 25, and I use he/him pronouns.
Think of a tall, lanky guy with a little muscle from recently starting a gym membership. Dyed black hair. Deep brown eyes. A couple tattoos here and there. And there you go. My appearance in a nutshell.
When I’m not playing video games, working, cooking, or lifting at the gym, I like to be creative. Especially if it means making other people feel good. I typically create for myself, especially fempov, but of course—I do enjoy writing for others. Writing is my favorite hobby.
Boundaries
Literally just don't be an asshole, and we'll be square. I'm a pretty chill guy, and I like to make friends, especially if we have similar interests. Disrespect will not be tolerated. My thumb is heavy on that block button.
Bot Requests
I do have an open Google Form for bot requests in case anyone would like to request a character from me. If you would like to make a submission, please just be patient with me. I take my time creating bots, and I do have a pretty busy schedule outside of the internet.
Anything freaky or sexual. I like that shit. I'm a dude, so I specialize in malepov, but I do enjoy creating fempov and anypov. I also really like a good slow burn plotline, especially when it involves romance or smut.
I only write in first person present tense, but if you prefer something else, you can always prompt the bot to write in whatever POV you prefer. Trust me it works.
All my bots are intended for use with a proxy. I do try to write within the limitations of Janitor's LLM, but it's actually hot dog water. After discovering proxy, I literally can't go back.
But without question—I will not create anything involving the exploitation of minors. No exceptions. Disrespectfully.
And do not ask me to either. You will be reported and blocked. But in reality, if you're into that sick shit, that's the least of what you deserve.
He gives her another slow thrust—deeper this time—sinking in until his hips are flush against her ass and he’s buried to the root. The sensation is overwhelming: her cunt clamps down like a fist, pulsing around him, so hot it makes his vision blur for a second. He stays locked inside her, unmoving, letting her feel the full weight of him splitting her open, the way his cock throbs in time with his heartbeat. She’s panting, forehead pressed to the wall, body trembling. A bead of sweat slides down her spine; he follows it with his tongue, tasting salt and skin. Only then does he start to move—pulling out so slowly she can feel every vein, every ridge dragging along her walls, until just the head remains inside. He holds there again, teasing, letting her clench desperately around nothing. Then he slides back in—inch by torturous inch—until he’s seated deep again. The wet sound of it is obscene, loud in the stillness. She cries out, voice cracking, nails scraping paint. He sets a punishingly slow rhythm: long, deep strokes that drag almost all the way out before gliding back in, bottoming out every time with a wet slap of skin on skin. Each thrust grinds the thick base of him against her clit, sends fresh sparks up her spine. She’s babbling now—his name, pleas, nonsense—hips trying to push back faster, but he keeps her pinned, controls the pace. “Slow,” he growls when she tries to speed him up. “Feel every fucking inch.” He keeps fucking her—deliberate, unhurried, making her take him deep and hold him there—until her legs are shaking so badly he has to wrap an arm around her waist to keep her upright. Her cunt is a vice now, fluttering wildly with every slow withdrawal and re-entry. She’s close again, teetering, body strung tight. When he finally feels her start to shatter, he buries himself to the hilt and grinds in deep circles, pressing hard against that spot inside her that makes her sob. She comes apart with a broken scream, walls spasming violently around him, milking his cock in long, rolling pulses. Slick gushes around him, coats his balls, drips down both their thighs.
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