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DAY TWO - DOUBLE PENETRATION. Rei Sakuma x Fem!Reader x Kaoru Hakaze (Originally posted Oct 5th)

Contains : Threesome, Fem!Reader, double penetration in one hole, praise kink, creampie(s), not proofread.

Word Count : 1.4k

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How did you end up here, exactly, sandwiched in between two of the most beautiful men you have ever seen? You can’t exactly remember now, your brain is in overdrive as the sensations of two sets of hands on you drives you wild. Your knees would have been sore from the awkward position if not for the soft mattress supporting you and your two partners. Rei holds you up so you can comfortably lean against him, he and Kaoru both on their knees as well. Kaoru is the most undressed out of the three of you, having taken his shirt off the second you got behind closed doors.

Behind you, Kaoru presses his naked chest against your still-clothed back, ducking his head down to leave feathery-light kisses behind your ear, breathing out how beautiful you look in the moonlight; thinking of it now, you realise Rei wouldn’t be doing this if it were the middle of the day, as he always seems to pick up more energy during the nighttime.

“Such a gorgeous girl,” Rei praises, his hand delicately tracing your cheek, “so perfect for me.”

“For us, you mean.” Kaoru reminds his unit partner of his presence, his hand cupping your breast and squeezing it, eliciting a squeak out of you. “I think it’s about time we make our girl feel good, huh, Sakuma?”

If you were paying more attention, you would hear the challenging tone behind the blonde’s words, trying to get a rise from the self-proclaimed old vampire in front of him. The most he gets is a squint of Rei’s red eyes, followed by a smirk. If it’s a challenge Kaoru wants, it’s a challenge he’ll get.

The raven-haired man looks back to you, both hands coming to cup your face.

“Are you alright if we remove your clothes, my dear?” He asks, and you nod fervently - your desperation for their touches clouds your pride, instead rendering you into a pathetic, horny mess for the two men.

Rei’s hands trail underneath your shirt, lifting it up and off of you, and Kaoru helps you remove your pants. Your underwear follows soon after, leaving you completely naked and vulnerable in front of your partners. You don’t remember when the blonde had taken his pants off as well, because you turn your head around to look at him and come face-to-face with him pumping his cock in his hand, a heavy blush spreading across his cheeks.

“Fuck, you look absolutely amazing.” He says, lightly panting. You feel your thighs quiver at his attention, and a hand on your jaw pulls you back to face Rei instead.

He’s fully nude as well, his own dick hard, tip an angry red and dripping with precum. You feel your ego grow slightly at the reaction you pull out of the two of them - who knew you had such an effect on, what were supposed to be, such unattainable men? You feel your cunt clench around nothing as the anticipation grows heavy in your stomach, excitement blooming through your chest.

Kaoru shifts behind you, rustling through a compartment in the drawer next to the bed, pulling out a bottle of lube. He squirts a generous amount on his hand, wrapping it around his dick and continuing to pump it. Rei takes the bottle from him and follows his actions, preparing to take you.

“Have you ever had two men in one hole, darling?” The raven-haired man questions you, and you reply with a simple ‘no’. He chuckles at that, moving closer to you so he can run the tip of his dick through your wet folds. You shiver, giving a weak whimper to the dirty thoughts that run through your mind from his simple action. Your reaction isn’t lost on him, and he takes your opportunistic submissiveness to wrap his arms around you, pressing you completely against him.

Kaoru huffs behind you, and suddenly you feel his dick pressed in between your asscheeks, one of his hands coming to wrap lightly around your neck and let your head rest against his shoulder, the other going to rub your clit.

“She’ll take us well, I know it.” He says, his breath tickling your ear. “Won’t you?”

“Yes, yes- I- I will.” You rush you, and both men smile at your reply. All you want to do is be good for them.

Kaoru is the one to move first, his tip prodding at your hole, and you moan in relief at the sensation of him finally pushing himself inside, the lube and your juices mixing together to make the movement as smooth as possible. You feel so full, but you know that there’s more to come - Rei clears his throat, and your eyes focus on him once more as he takes his turn.

Once he pushes inside, it feels like you’re being split open in the best way possible - your tight cunt wraps around both his and Kaoru’s dicks, sucking them in. Rei moves slowly, letting your body accommodate to the pleasant yet unusual stretch. Your hands grasp for support; one grabbing onto the raven-haired man’s bicep and the other tangling itself in Kaoru’s hair. The blonde moans as you tug at his luscious hair when Rei finally bottoms out, their two dicks pressing deeply inside of you.

Neither of them can help themselves when it comes to you - you’re just so pliant and submissive that Rei finds it hard to hold back from nipping at your neck while the man behind you continues fondling your breasts, whispering sweet words into your ear. A particular tug at your nipple makes you tighten around the two of them, and they finally look into each others’ eyes, thinking the same thing. You’re ready.

Once again, Kaoru makes the first move, thrusting in and out slowly. He hisses as his cock rubs up against Rei’s, and you’re desperately trying to cling onto the last of your sanity once the latter starts moving as well. They’re both matched with each others’ rhythm, Rei thrusting in as Kaoru slips out, and vice versa. The noises at the back of your throat freely tumble out from your lips as you moan both of their names, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“God, you feel so fuckin’ good,” Kaoru’s words are nearly slurred as he finds himself lost in the pleasure, “such a tight pussy.”

Rei isn’t doing much better than his unitmate - your walls are so wet and warm around him, your body welcoming him like the good girl he knows you are. He feels his impending release approaching when he looks down to see his cock disappearing into your pussy, the outline of him pushing against your stomach as your insides accommodate to the two long, thick dicks fucking you.

One particular thrust from Kaoru makes you lose the rest of your composure. “Fuck, please- again, need that again,” you babble mindlessly, tears pricking the corner of your eyes from the pure need you’re experiencing. “I’m gonna cum soon-”

They don’t need your words to know you’re close - your vice grip on them somehow tightens up further, your previous wetness dripping down your thighs and down from their shafts to their balls. Your hands are still holding onto your partners for dear life as you feel the coil in your lower stomach about to snap.

The feeling of Kaoru’s dick rubbing against his own and along with the feeling of your cunt wrapped around him makes Rei finally come, him releasing a loud, long groan as his seed spills into you. The blonde follows immediately after that, moaning your name, his cum filling you up. The sensation of both their essences unloaded into your pussy feels so good, triggering your own climax.

“Fuck!” You exclaim, followed by a loud whine of both their names.

Rei finally lets you lay down properly on the bed, Kaoru doing the same as well. The feeling of their cum seeping out of you makes you shiver, and pride blooms in their own chests - you’re claimed by them, properly fucked out of your mind. Your eyes are still hazy from pleasure, mind fogged out from the intense session, and all you want to do is rest. Rei takes notice, and strokes your hair lovingly.

“Why don’t you get some sleep, hm, beautiful?” You nod, your eyes slipping closed as Kaoru wraps an arm around your waist, following you in dreamland soon after.

“We’ll be right here when you wake up.”

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DAY THREE - OVERSTIMULATION. Kuro Kiryu x Fem!Reader (Originally posted Oct 6th)

Contains : Overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, Fem!Reader, not proofread.

Word Count : <800

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You feel like you’re on fire as Kuro’s hands on your body seem to leave a warm feeling in their wake. Your breathing is shaky from previous orgasms your boyfriend has coaxed out of you, legs trembling as small tears run down your face. You sniffle, your whole body on overdrive as a simple, light smack to your clit makes you jolt and moan loudly.

“Kurooo…” you whine, continuing to cry. He gives a smile back at you, his hand cupping your heat.

The anticipation kills you - you know the red-head is far from finished with you, especially after what had happened tonight. Some guy at the club you were both attending decided to hit on you, even after your insistence that you’re taken, and certainly not interested in a drunken man like him. Kuro had seen it all go down as he ordered your drinks, and he had enough once he saw how uncomfortable you were.

“Hey, do you mind?” He growls at the guy bothering you. “That’s my girlfriend you’re hitting on.”

“Whaaat, ya don’t wan’ share?” The man is obviously plastered and not worth Kuro’s or your time, and your boyfriend shakes his head, grabbing your hand to get your attention fully on him.

“Wanna get out of here?” You nod immediately, leaving what was supposed to be a fun night behind.

And now, you were laying down on your shared bed, your juices leaking out of you and pooling onto the mattress below you. Kuro wanted to get your mind off of the disappointment of the evening, and what better way than to finger-fuck you until you turn dumb? Nothing beats that, he thinks to himself, his cock straining against his pants as he sees the brainless, exhausted look you have on your face.

Your tongue is lolling out numbly, eyes unfocused and spit smeared on the corner of your mouth but there’s still a small, satisfied smile on your face - you love when Kuro does this to you, even when you’re so overstimulated you think you can’t take it anymore.

The red-head takes a look at his fingers covered in your arousal, thinking that you’ve both finally had enough of what he claims to be simple foreplay. He needs to feel you wrapped around him now. Tugging his pants and boxers down, his dick is finally freed from his confinements, slapping against his stomach. It’s obvious he’s just as needy for this as you are, the telling blush spread across his cheeks and lidded eyes as he looks at you like you’re the only thing that matters in the world.

Kuro’s body towers over yours, broad shoulders shielding you from the low light of the room. His presence is dominating, the subtle knit in his eyebrows becoming more apparent as he rubs his dick in between your folds to cover it in your juices, and he feels warmth bubbling in his chest - the things you do to him…

He finally slips inside, and your hand slaps against your mouth as you try to muffle a shout from how sensitive you are.

“Fuck, baby…” Kuro moans out, feeling your cunt clench around him. He’s barely even moved and you feel like you could come again at any moment.

“So good…” your words are slurred as you’re overwhelmed with pleasure again, your boyfriend’s thrusts powerful and frantic as he chases his own release. You feel your impending orgasm build up inside of you, but it feels like your body might give up on you if you come once more. “S’too much- Kuro, fuck, too much!”

“C’mon, you know you can take it,” he encourages, his cock dragging along your spongy walls, finding your g-spot easily. “Be good for me.”

More tears stream down your face and you brain can’t decide what you want - fuck, you want to let go so bad, but the other part of you doesn’t know if you can do it. Your moans and whimpers grow louder in volume as Kuro fucks you into the bed, your hands grasping his strong shoulders for support.

His own hand reaches down to stroke your clit, and it’s too much - you nearly scream his name as your juices spill out, soaking the insides of your thighs again. You gasp for air, trying to catch your breath as you dumbly repeat Kuro’s name over and over again, mindlessly begging; for what, you have no clue. Your boyfriend shushes you, the hand on your clit coming to stroke your face tenderly as he praises you.

“So good, such a good job…” Kuro feels himself grow impossibly harder somehow, and you feel it.

This night is far from over.

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DAY SIX - MIRROR SEX. Nagisa Ran x Fem!Reader (Originally posted Oct 12th)

Contains : Cum eating, Fem!Reader, praise kink, slight insecurities in the beginning, not proofread

Word Count : 1.8k

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You sigh as you close the door behind you, running a hand through your hair. Today had been rough on you - during a small show with Eden (or as small as it gets), you had done a once-over over the crowd to see how many people had been attending, and your eyes landed on a group of beautiful girls cheering for your boys. Your breath caught in your throat at how gorgeous they looked - perfect makeup and styled hair, everything about them was on point.

It had sent you spiralling in your self-deprecation, and for the rest of the show, you couldn’t help but think about how badly you wished to be those girls. You had tried to focus back on your friends, and most importantly, your boyfriend, but it stayed at the back of your mind until the auditorium cleared out, and your insecurities reared their head once more.

“Sooo, how were we?” Hiyori drawled, draping his arm over you.

At the time, you thought you had put on a convincing front - your smile was bright, and words full of faux-energy as you exclaimed of how good of a job they did.

Yet, here you are now, sitting at your kitchen table, head in your hands. Nagisa isn’t too far behind - the entirety of Eden usually drops the two of you off at your house before they head off to their own homes, as is your way of having a conversation without it being work-related. You hear him bid your friends goodnight before closing the door, and you pick your head up, trying to distract yourself from the intrusive thoughts.

“Dear?” Your silver-haired boyfriend calls out.

“In the kitchen.”

You look up at him, and his eyes narrow at you in suspicion.

“There’s something wrong.” Nagisa states; straight to the point, as always. He crosses his arms, muscles flexing underneath the fabric of his t-shirt.

There’s no use denying it - he reads you like a book. If you lie, he’ll know immediately.

“...Right.” You say, looking away from him. His gaze is sharp and penetrating, and your entire body tenses - not because you’re uncomfortable, but because this is the look he gives you before he brings you to the bedroom. “It’s nothing serious, don’t worry about it.”

“Is this about those girls in the crowd?” How did he know? Your eyes snap up to look at him once more, proving to him that his assumption was, in fact, correct. Hesitantly, you nod. You figure there’s no point in trying to hide what the reason was for your mood.

Nagisa stands quietly, before gently taking a hold of your arm, pulling you up from your chair. He drags you into the bedroom, sitting on the edge of your bed before he places you on his lap. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, your noses almost touching from the proximity.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks you quietly. You shake your head. No, all you want is a distraction right now.

His lips brush against yours, making your eyes flutter shut in anticipation. One of his hands cups your face as the other rests on your waist, and it’s only when you card your fingers through his hair that he finally connects your lips together. It feels like a breath of fresh air; all your worries are suddenly pushed to the back of your mind as your entire focus shifts to the man holding you.

You quickly lose yourself in the moment - your hips move to grind against him, searching for some kind of relief as you feel a wet patch grow in your underwear. Both of your clothes are strewn out on the floor, carelessly thrown into the corners of your room. Nagisa’s tongue makes its way past your lips, intertwining with your own. Heavy pants are heard throughout the room, and when a pathetic whimper comes out of you, your boyfriend pulls away to catch his breath.

Both of his hands come to grip your sides, and just when you’re about to ask him what he’s doing, your back is pressed against his chest as he turns you around, and you finally notice why he hasn’t moved to lay down on the bed.

Your reflection stares back at you as you realise that Nagisa sat down right in front of the full-length mirror sitting against the wall of your room. Your eyes sweep over your naked body on display; your nipples are hardened, cunt dripping in your own arousal and coating the inside of your thighs. However…

Your mind starts pointing out your insecurities, and you squeeze your eyes shut, disappointment and embarrassment washing over you.

Nagisa’s hand comes up to cup one of your breasts, pinching your nipple between his fingers, the other trailing down to your pussy, bringing you out of your thoughts. His touch leaves shivers running down your spine, your body waiting and wanting.

“Open your eyes, darling.” He whispers into your ear.

Slowly, you comply, and your gaze immediately snaps to look at your boyfriend in the mirror. His ruby red eyes are already locked onto you, and the hand groping your chest moves to cup your chin instead, his fingers digging into your cheeks as he forces you to look at yourself.

Your body warms up - from arousal or out of shyness, you can’t tell - as you can’t tear away from the sight of his long digits running through your folds, your juices coating his fingers. He prods your hole with a single finger before he stops moving.

“Look at you, dripping all over my fingers like this,” he says. Your body tenses - he’s usually been rather… quiet in bed, and it’s unlike him to use his words. “You look so gorgeous when I fuck you, do you know that?”

You don’t answer at first, head swimming from Nagisa’s voice surrounding your being. He obviously doesn’t like your silence, lightly slapping his hand against your wanting cunt.

“Ah– yes!” You exclaim, your legs tightening around his strong thighs.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I look gorgeous when you fuck me– Nagisa, please,” you beg, “I need you.”

He hums in contentment. “Such a good girl.”

The silver-haired man raises your hips to line his dripping cock up to your pussy, smearing his pre-cum across it before he slowly lowers you. Your walls stretch to accommodate him, and you mewl out his name from the pleasant pressure inside of you. When Nagisa is fully sheathed inside of you, he stills, tapping a finger against your thigh to get your attention.

“Look in the mirror, dearest. Look at how well you take me.” You follow his orders, and the erotic sight of his dick disappearing inside of you makes you clench around him tightly, along with his sweet words. In the reflection in the mirror, you see him clench his jaw tightly, eyebrows knitting together as he tries not to lose the rest of his inhibitions. “Fuck, so good.”

“Please move, Nagisa, please…”

His lips trail up your neck before he leaves a delicate kiss on the shell of your ear.

“If you close your eyes or look away from yourself, I’ll stop fucking you and neither of us will get what we want. Do you understand?” His dark red eyes bore into yours, and you immediately nod, desperate. He smiles at your obedience, his hands gripping your hips to take control.

You notice the way his fingers dig into the plush of your body - Nagisa has always been one to take control in bed, and the dominant hold he has on you reminds you of that fact. He starts moving you up and down, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. You see how his cock disappears inside of you at every thrust, your juices completely coating his shaft, even going as far as to run down to his balls. Your grip on him tightens, and you nearly tear your eyes away from yourself when you hear him groan your name, but you remember his precise rules.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” He drawls, stuttering his words. “You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.”

You swear, throwing your head back as his tip brushes against your cervix, and he gives you a punishingly hard thrust in return, one hand gripping your chin again to force your head back into position.

“What did I say?” He asks you.

“Don’t– don’t look away, or else you’ll stop.” You say through your desperate pants for air. “‘M sorry, Nagisa!”

He seems to accept your apology, continuing to thrust into you, having the primal urge to feel you come around him.

“My pretty girl,” he continues praising you, “I can feel you tighten up every time I give you a compliment. Do you like that? You like being praised, like the good girl you are?”

“Yes, yes!” He feels so good inside of you, his length filling you up in ways nobody else could. “Please, need you t’fill me up, please!”

“Mm, is that it?” He chuckles, his thrusts becoming more powerful.

“Fuck! Right there!” You nearly scream as he finds your g-spot, and he listens, continuing to ram into you perfectly.

The coil in your belly snaps, and you come with a shout of his name, your orgasm covering his cock and seeping out of you as Nagisa chases his own release. You expect the feeling of his cum to fill your womb up, and your muddled brain pauses when he slips out of you, rubbing his dick along your soaking wet folds before he climaxes as well, his cum splattering onto the mirror. Whining, you finally look at him - this time, properly turning your head - and see that he has a satisfied grin on his face.

“What… what was that for?” You ask as you catch your breath, still discombobulated.

Nagisa simply looks back at the mirror, his lips turning into a wicked smile.

“Be a good girl and clean that up, will you?” You’re irked - couldn’t he just get a towel from the washroom to clean it up himself?! You assume he’s just too tired after such an intense session, giving him a break for now.

“Fine, I’ll be right back. But you owe me.”

“No, darling, with your tongue.” You stop moving.

“What?”

“You heard me. Down on all fours, now.”

There’s no time to think as he starts to move you himself, his hand pressing on your back to raise your ass in the air as your head is right in front of the mirror where he came, your body supported by nothing but your shaky legs and weak arms. Hesitantly, your tongue darts out to gather some of his climax, his taste spreading across your tastebuds.

“Good girl,” Nagisa praises, “doing so well for me.”

His erection presses against your behind as he looks at you licking his cum up, and you feel your cunt clenching around nothing. Finally, when you get every last drop, you turn to look at your boyfriend, who’s gaze holds nothing but lust and hunger. His thumb brushes against the corner of your mouth when he sees some of his cum on your lip, and his expression darkens.

The two of you silently realise that Nagisa is far from being done with you.

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DAY FIVE - ROUGH SEX. Kanata Shinkai x GN!Reader (Originally posted Oct 11th)

Contains : Hair pulling, mentions of blood & bruises, Brat!Reader, GN!Reader, kinda mean Kanata, spanking, slight aftercare, not proofread

Word Count : 2.2k

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You expected this, in all honesty. It was the exact reaction you were hoping for, having Kanata push you up against a wall after he had enough of you pushing his buttons. The grip he has on your wrists is bruising, and you smirk to yourself as you think of what else he’s capable of behind that hidden strength of his. His glare cuts through your soul - he knows this is what you want, and he can’t believe he fell so easily into your conveniently laid out bait.

Your chest is to the wall he’s pushed you up against, hands twisted behind your back as Kanata keeps them in between his own. Your head is turned to look behind you, right at your annoyed-borderline-pissed-off boyfriend. Giving him an innocent smile, you notice his eye twitch as he tries to maintain the rest of his composure.

Your teasing has gone long enough, the blue-haired man thinks to himself. That mischievous look on your face has to be wiped off - and he knows just the perfect way to do it. Kanata fists your hair, yanking your head back so he can smash his lips against yours. You moan at his assertiveness, feeling warmth in your lower belly, and he takes the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth. Your head swims from the feeling of his lips and the tight grip he has on you; the sting on your scalp just burns so good.

However, you’re not done with your plan to be a complete brat towards Kanata. He separates from you to catch his breath, before going in for more, and you take the opportunity to bite his lip - hard. The taste of iron lingers on your tongue as he pulls away suddenly, and his glare from before turns downright evil.

Suddenly, you find yourself over his shoulder, and the world is upside-down for you.

“Hey!–” You exclaim, your arms wrapping around his waist to make sure he doesn’t drop you.

Kanata stays quiet, and you start wondering if you actually took it too far. The excitement you feel clouds over any doubts you have, however, as you realise that maybe this is the day where he won’t treat you like glass, where you’ll see another side of him nobody else could ever see. The thought of him, constantly calm, air-headed, and easygoing, finally snapping and losing it makes your brain go haywire. With that in mind, one arm unwraps from his waist to raise your hand in the air before coming down and slapping his ass with all the force you can muster. The sound rings out, and Kanata immediately stills.

Oh fuck.

His hands grip your thighs tightly, and you’re sure you’ll find bruises there tomorrow.

“Ow, ow! Kanata, relax!”

He sighs, exhausted and annoyed at your attitude, and opens the door to your room before literally tossing you onto your bed. At the back of your mind, you know you should be worried about the frame breaking, but his display of unusual strength sends shivers down your spine, keeping all your rational thoughts at bay.

“You just have to continue being a brat?” He nearly damn growls, narrowing his green eyes. There’s blood on his lip from where you bit him, but it’s obviously the least of his problems - his biggest problem is you.

“Whatever could you possibly mean?” You smile, batting your eyelashes at him. You knew you were fighting a losing battle, but you weren’t going down without a fight.

You feel hot, your clothes heavy on you as you just want Kanata to say fuck it and punish you for your unusual brattiness - and he must’ve heard your thoughts, because he finally makes a move to get on top of you, one of his hands gripping your chin to force you to look at him.

“You know exactly what I mean.” He says before pulling you in for another painful, heated kiss. You nearly consider submitting to him then and there - after all, you’re desperate to feel his dick fill you up - but your little experiment would come to a disappointing end if you didn’t continue this.

You lift your hips to grind against him, pathetically attempting to gain some sort of control (that you know you don’t even have in the first place). The delicious pressure of his clothed dick pressing against your sex makes your eyes roll at the back of your head, but it’s still not enough.

“That’s enough,” Kanata pants through your rough kisses, “you know I’m in control here.”

“Are you?” You pull away from him, gazing into his eyes. His pupils are blown as he looks at you, and you know he’s enjoying this just as much as you are, even if he won’t admit it. “Really? Because I think what you’re doing is a pathetic attempt at dominance. Let me take over, baby.”

The hand he has on your chin moves to squish your cheeks, his fingers digging into them as your lips purse out. Kanata is downright angry, and you try to kiss him, but he keeps you in place. Against your better judgement, you whine, squeezing your eyes at his defiance.

“Look at me.” He orders, and you refuse. “I said, look at me.”

The tone in his voice is hard to ignore, and you finally open your eyes. Your arousal throbs at his words - he’s trying so hard to be mean, and god, you’re just eating up everything he has to offer. He visibly relaxes at your compliance, but quickly hardens his face again.

“Hands by your sides. You can’t touch me or yourself.” What? If Kanata thinks you’re going to stand for this, he has to think again.

“The hell are you talking about? If you think-”

“Now.”

You know he isn’t playing around. You follow his orders, hands promptly resting at your side.

His own move to undress you, taking each article of clothing off one by one, and he chuckles as he sees the mess you’ve created in your underwear.

“So pathetic - you’re seriously getting turned on by this?” You frown, shaking your head - however, you both know that you’re lying. Kanata grips your hair again, moving his head so his lips are right against your ear. From the position he’s in, his cock presses right against your sex, and you have to remind yourself to keep your composure, unless you want to seem like a needy submissive to him.

He tugs your hair, and you moan, feeling your hole clench around nothing. “So you’re telling me that this isn’t getting you going? You, acting like a dumb brat, and me, getting so pissed off I want to fuck you stupid?”

That’s the first time he’s ever sworn in your presence. That told you everything you need to know - Kanata has finally had enough.

Here you are, laying on your bed, body naked and on display while your partner is still completely clothed. You feel vulnerable underneath his hard gaze, and you rub your thighs together, trying to stimulate yourself as best as you can without using your hands. Kanata notices this, and clicks his tongue.

“Stop that.” He says. Your stupid smile spreads across your face again as you continue, going as far as to shut your eyes and moan softly, whispering all the things you want him to do to you.

He obviously isn’t happy with your disobedience, as he quickly turns you around, one hand pressing your face into the mattress as the other raises your ass in the air.

“Wait– what’re you doing?!” You try to move your body, unsure of what he’s going to do next.

“Dumb brats get punished.” Following those words, you feel a hand come down on your butt, slapping you hard as you had done earlier. The sting hurts at first, then morphs into delicious pleasure - you feel more of your arousal coming out of you, and a drop of drool starts forming at the corner of your mouth.

“Fuck…” You mumble into the mattress.

Kanata hungrily drinks in the view in front of him - your arched back, quaking thighs and red, irritated skin make his pants feel tighter, and he feels a blush spreading across his face. You look so perfect underneath him. He can see the angry outline of his handprint on your asscheek, and it’s finally his turn to smile.

He’s not done yet.

“Start counting.” You barely have enough time to process his words before his hand comes down to spank you again, and you yelp from the shock. Kanata clearly sees you clenching around nothing, and at the back of his mind, is comforted to know you’re still enjoying this more unhinged side of him.

“O-one…” You mumble, your hands fisting the duvet, knuckles white from the grip you have on it. The pain and pleasure mixed together makes your brain go numb as all you can focus on is him, him, him.

Kanata’s hand repeats the movement, a sharp crack sounding out. “Two–”

Three, four and more come along, and you stutter out your words as you finally reach ten, and you’re finally given a moment to breathe. The green-eyed man soothingly rubs his hand on your irritated ass, a stark contrast to what he had done moments prior.

Your arousal is practically leaking onto the bed underneath you, and Kanata notices, gathering your juices before teasingly rubbing his fingers around your hole, slipping a finger inside. Your body tenses as you finally get some kind of stimulation, but your moment of reprieve is ripped away from you as he retracts his fingers from you.

“Kanata, please!” You exclaim, mind still foggy from earlier - you’re too out of it to remember why you had been so stubborn earlier.

“Oh, what’s this? Are you finally going to be good?” His tone is the lightest it’s been ever since you started this game, and you finally snap back to reality.

Wiping any trace of neediness, you try to gain the upper hand, rubbing your bare ass against his clothed crotch. A disappointed sigh makes its way past his lips, seeing that you’re not backing down anytime soon. With one last aggressive squeeze to your behind, Kanata pulls away, and you hear the sound of a zipper, followed by the rustling of clothing.

Not long after, you feel the head of his dick pressing against your hole - not penetrating, not yet, just resting there, as if Kanata is waiting for something. The silence is agonising, each second passing by feeling like a century, and you feel yourself growing more desperate - what does he want?!

“What’re you waiting for–” Kanata grabs your hips, and suddenly rams his length inside of you. You choke on your spit, the unexpected sensation making tears prick at the corner of your eyes. The feeling isn’t unwelcomed by you, in fact, the satisfying burn sends a thrill of pleasure to your core, and Kanata feels you tightening up around him.

He immediately starts thrusting his hips, his movements forceful and aggressive, and you brokenly moan out his name, small tears leaking down your cheeks as his thighs smack against your still-sore ass. But everything feels so good at the same time - Kanata is absolutely feral. You can feel the bruises his hands will leave already forming on your hips as he continues fucking you. Your tongue lolls out of your mouth, drool leaking out of the corner of your mouth as your body moves back and forth to the rhythm of his thrusts, the bed aggressively creaking underneath you. You feel like you’re on cloud nine, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you try and feel him deeper inside of you.

“So greedy, nothing’s ever enough for you, hmm?” Kanata says through his pants, lightly slapping your thigh. You whimper from how sensitive your body feels, his cock rubbing right against your most sensitive nerves, and you finally come.

Your orgasm washes over you, legs shaking wildly as your juices cover your thighs and Kanata’s cock.

“Fuck, fuck Kanata!” He keeps pistoning into you throughout your orgasm, trying to chase his own, and all you can do is lay there and take it.

You’re impossibly tight around him, and seeing your juices drives him to his own peak, filling your hole with his own come. By the time he pulls out, there’s a dumb, fucked-out smile spread across your face as your body drops completely onto the bed. Kanata laughs quietly to himself, seeing that the two of you are completely spent.

Your entire body is sore, but you feel completely satisfied. You roll around to face your partner, who’s already looking at you. When did he get a towel? His soft touch feels familiar to you as he reverts back into his calm state, and once he’s done cleaning you off, he gets up to put it back in the bathroom. He returns not too long after, laying down next to you, his hand resting on your hip.

“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” He asks you, and you shake your head. Kanata visibly relaxes at your words, smiling sweetly at you. However, the gears start turning in your head as you come up with a new plan.

Next time, you’ll know to piss him off even more.

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DAY FOUR - SIZE KINK. HiMERU x Fem!Reader (Originally posted Oct 6th)

Contains : Fem!Reader, stomach bulge, size kink, not proofread

Word Count : >1000

18+ content underneath the cut. By clicking 'Keep Reading' you are knowingly reading content made for people over the age of 18. Read at your own discretion.

You don’t know when you first realised how attracted you are to HiMERU. Is it his big hands that seem to swallow the cup of water he holds? Or the way he holds himself, standing tall and proud face-to-face with the people surrounding him? You swear that his enthralling golden eyes have practically hypnotised you - you always find yourself going back to him, seeking him out for any conversation you could hold with him.

Speaking of which, your eyes can’t tear away from the sight currently in front of you. You’re laying down, hair splayed out underneath you as HiMERU straddles you, careful not to put his full weight on you. He holds your thigh, and you can feel the warmth of his hand burning through your clothes. His hold on you is firm, his fingers digging into the meat of your thigh. The muscles in his upper-body are on display for you to appreciate, as you had nearly ripped off his shirt when he had suggested taking things into the bedroom - HiMERU had quickly grabbed ahold of your wrists, using his strength to keep you from moving.

“HiMERU’s in control.” He had said a few minutes prior, heated gaze boring into yours. Your hands felt so small compared to his own, and you found your wrists still entrapped by one of his hands. You’d be lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy the display of power he was showing.

Your eyes trace over his body, admiring his broad shoulders and biceps hardened from working out as well as his six-pack. You already knew HiMERU was thick and strong, and seeing his body on display like this further solidified the thought in your mind. Your eyes run back down to the hand on your thigh, completely lost in thought - if he was this big, did it mean…?

“You’re staring.” HiMERU says with a chuckle, pulling you back into the moment.

“How can I not?” You smile back at him. You feel like he can read your mind, full of impure thoughts, his eyes trying to scrutinise you.

The blue-haired man huffs, moving from off of you, releasing your wrists. You miss the warmth he provides, but you can’t think about it too much as HiMERU gestures to you.

“Take your clothes off,” he orders. You obediently nod, taking everything off except for your underwear. This time, it’s him who traces your body with his eyes, leaving a trail of shivers along your skin - just how insane does this man make you?

His hand trails back up your thigh, slipping underneath the band of your panties and pulling it back before snapping it against your skin. You jump slightly at the sudden action, your cunt pulsating, needy for more.

“So small underneath HiMERU…” Your lover mumbles underneath his breath, but the room is so quiet that you hear him loud and clear. His hand lightly wraps around your throat - not tightly at all, but enough pressure that you know that he’s the one in control. “He could crush you if he wanted to without even trying.”

You rub your thighs together at his words - it’s true, he’s so much stronger than you, as he had easily taken hold of your hands earlier and pushed you onto the bed with little-to-no effort. The promise that he could do more with a simple action left you feeling vulnerable in the best way possible.

HiMERU tugs his pants down, and you finally take notice of the large bulge in his boxers - and when he finally exposes his long, hard, thick cock, your eyes widen. Christ, that was supposed to go inside of you?

“Um- I don’t think that’s gonna fit, ‘Meru…” You feel sweat gather at the back of your neck at the prospect of it.

“Don’t worry,” he coos, “HiMERU will make it fit.”

He coats his dick in a generous amount of lube before looking to you for permission. You nod, albeit rather anxiously, but you’re sure you want this - you want him. HiMERU slowly sheathes himself inside of you, and you mewl out his name loudly. His cock feels like it pleasantly splits you open; you feel so full. You tilt your head to look down to where you’re connected, and your eyes catch the bulge coming out of your stomach. Your cunt clenches around HiMERU, who gasps at the response your body gives to him.

“Fuck,” he says, hissing through his teeth, “you’re so tight.”

He starts shallowly thrusting as your body gets used to his size, his large hand coming to cup your breast, squeezing a nipple in between his fingers. His hand is so big that it seems to swallow your breast whole, and a stupid grin spreads across your face - the size difference between you and him finally clicking in your brain.

“You’re so much smaller compared to HiMERU…” He trails off, getting lost in his thoughts. You’re just so pliant underneath him, he knows he could easily put you in any position he wanted.

The blue-haired man bites his lip, pistoning his hips in and out of your sopping cunt, and you know you can’t stave off your orgasm any longer. HiMERU’s hand trails from your breast to your lower belly, feeling his dick move in and out of you as he thrusts, chasing both your orgasms. He feels the coil about to snap, and his hand pressed down on the bulge, making you tighten even more around him, which finally makes the two of you snap.

“HiMERU!” You moan- or shout, more like, as you both come at the same time. You feel his own orgasm filling you further than his cock did, and there’s so much that it leaks out of you while HiMERU is still inside, his essence dripping down his shaft and balls and onto the bed.

He reluctantly pulls out, his dick dragging against your still-sensitive walls, making you shiver pleasantly. He smiles slightly at your body’s reaction, but decides you’ve both had enough. Laying down next to you, his hand finds your waist, and even in your post-orgasm, dumbed-out brain, your eyes still lock onto it, the sheer size making you feel hot and needy despite the exhaustion.

Of course, he notices, and HiMERU chuckles.

“You’re staring again.” “Oh, fuck off.”

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DAY ONE - THIGH RIDING. Shu Itsuki x GN!Reader (Originally posted Oct 5th)

Contains : GN!Reader, slutshaming, not proofread.

Word Count : <700

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Shu’s arms are wrapped around your waist as you desperately rut yourself against his thigh, desperate to get yourself off. Your chest is pressed against his as his head rests on your shoulder, entirely focused on the uniform he’s sewing together.

Lately, Shu had been too busy with Valkyrie to pay attention to you. This was the usual most days, but days soon turned into one week, and then one week turned into many more. You missed his voice, his presence, and most importantly, his touch. So, once you finally had enough of his behaviour, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You barged down the door to his room, and he could quote the exact words you had exclaimed;

“Shu Itsuki, I want you to fuck me now.”

He had given you the most unimpressed look he could muster, sighing deeply before going back to the matter at hand; a ripped uniform sat pathetically on the table in front of him, and he’d be damned if he didn’t fix it by tonight. However, you had other plans - your boyfriend ignoring you didn’t make you falter. With a few grunts and a bit of effort later, you found yourself on his lap, crotch directly on top of his clothed dick. He gave a light groan, shifting you so you were straddling his thigh instead, and then went back to work.

Which brought you back to the matter at hand… Shu was still ignoring you. But why?

Through your quiet whimpers and fogged-up mind, you could feel him getting hard underneath you. So why was he so damn stubborn in refusing to give into both of your desires? You were so determined to have his attention on you, and the feeling of his firm thigh pressing against your sex was too good to ignore, so you continued on with your movements.

One particular motion makes you moan, your arms coming to grasp his shoulders tightly, and that finally seems to make Shu snap. He throws his needles onto the table, along with the ripped uniform, and his hands move to hold your waist, pressing you against him.

“Does that feel good?” The man asks through gritted teeth. “You like teasing me like this, getting off on my thigh like a pathetic slut?”

You give a slight whine, and Shu’s mouth moves to leave hickies along the exposed skin on your neck. His hands are firm against your waist, taking over your desperate humps against his leg and replacing it with calculated rhythm instead, doubling the pleasure you feel.

Your legs tighten up around his thigh, and he can feel you shake against him as you grow near your release. He takes this as his cue to bounce his leg up, making you jolt and give another loud moan.

“You’re just so desperate you can’t even wait to take my dick?” Shu tsks, but seeing you so submissive and frantic for an orgasm to the point where you’re getting off on his thigh is hot. Your glossy eyes and sweaty skin do things to him, and he can feel it by the tell-tale tightness against his pants growing.

“Need- need you, Shu, please, I need’a cum so bad…” You beg, feeling the back of your hair stick against your sweaty neck as you continue chasing your release. “Couldn’t wait- ‘m sorry!”

He forgives you - at least for this time. Shu thinks to himself that something about this situation has definitely awoken something in him.

“Go on then,” he coos. “Come for me.”

And you do. The friction of his thigh against your sex is just too good, and you finally let go, a damp spot forming in your pants as you give a final moan of his name, hiding your face in his neck. As you catch your breath, Shu moves to unbuckle his pants, shifting you back fully onto his lap. Still out of it, you give a confused sound, and your boyfriend chuckles.

“What, you thought we were done?”

In the end, he gave you exactly what you wanted at the price of you not being able to walk the next day.

#sugarsmut #s.kinktober #shu itsuki x reader #shu itsuki #shu itsuki smut #enstars smut #ensemble stars smut

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DAY SEVEN - PRAISE KINK. Kaname Tojou x GN!Reader (Originally posted Oct 12th)

Contains : GN!Reader, fluffiest smut ever, more fluff than smut, obvious praise kink, Reader & Kaname are both insecure, angst at the beginning but nothing too heavy, not proofread

Word Count : 1.7k

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Ever since you’ve known him, you and Kaname have gotten along like a house on fire. The second your eyes locked that fateful day, you knew, deep down in your heart, that he’d be important to you. When he first opened up about what he had gone through - most notably his coma - and you had been his shoulder to lean on when things got rough for him. He truly appreciated everything you have done for him.

However, sometimes Kaname thinks you know him too well. Your watchful eye immediately notices when he gets lost in his thoughts, his stare turning vacant and almost… dead. It worries you, but you choose to keep that to yourself - but lately, you’ve noticed that look on his face more and more often, making it difficult for you to keep your concern for him at bay.

You notice that same look on one of your weekly movie nights; you’ve taken it upon yourself to invite him over to your place and watch the most ridiculous things you can find, treating yourselves to your favourite snacks while unwinding on your couch from your usually-stressful weeks. It usually helps the two of you to relax, but one glance at Kaname and you can immediately tell how tense his shoulders are, the knit in his brow more obvious from the dark room casting shadows over his face. Usually, you have to coax your partner to be honest about his feelings, and it seems that tonight is no different.

Taking the remote control, you pause the movie, which pulls Kaname out of whatever thoughts he was having. His head turns to look at you, one eyebrow raised in question, but the serious stare that you give makes him pause.

“Is everything okay, Kaname?” You ask.

You say his name so sweetly, a soft tone in your voice - it wasn’t judgemental, by any means - no, it was comforting, just like every embrace the two of you have shared in the past. Kaname notices the loving gaze you give him, so innocent and heartfelt, and he feels the walls he built crumble down. His shoulders sag, and he lets himself lean against you, forehead against your shoulder.

“I just feel so weak compared to others,” He says quietly, but you hear him loud and clear. “I’ve lost so much weight since the coma, and I still haven’t gotten it back, even after all these months of rehabilitation.”

Kaname nearly cries when your fingers card through his hair, a comforting touch that he didn’t know he needed. He sniffles - he knows your patience with him is endless, but he wants to tell you what’s been plaguing his mind, and if he pauses, he might back down and close himself off from you once more.

“You could be with someone strong-willed and healthy, compared to my pathetic self. My hair feels so greasy, my skin feels weird, everything is just wrong.”

“Oh, my love,” you coo, your other hand rubbing his back up and down, “you’re too hard on yourself.”

Kaname finally lifts his head, his yellow eyes locking onto yours. He can see the tears forming in your eyes, and nearly panics, opening his mouth to apologise, but you silence him with a gentle, loving kiss. He immediately melts into it, the feeling of your lips interlocked bringing him solace. You pull away after a moment, pressing your forehead against his.

“You don’t see yourself the way I see you.” You say. Your hand cups his face, turning it sideways so you can press small, gentle pecks against his cheek, your eyes closing as your eyelashes flutter against his cheek. Kaname’s face turns a light shade of red, a smile finally cracking at his lips as he gives you a quiet, light laugh. You give him one in return after pulling away from his face, and you place your head in the crook of his neck.

“If we’re both being honest here, I feel the same way about myself.”

Kaname stills. He knows that everyone is some level of insecure, but for some reason, it’s so hard for him to picture you feeling bad about yourself - you’re just beyond perfect to him, he can’t see a single flaw in you (...maybe besides you stealing his snacks, but that’s besides the point). He feels your eyelashes tickling his neck, pulling him out of his thoughts.

You continue leaving delicate kisses along his jawline, throat, and any exposed skin you can find, until Kaname gently takes your face in his hands, making you look directly at him. You give him a small grin - one of your favourite features of his are his enticing eyes, the most beautiful shade of yellow you’ve ever seen.

“Darling, you’re the most beautiful person to me.” He genuinely says. His eyes shift for a second before locking onto yours again, and he gulps before speaking again. “Can I… show you?”

You immediately understand what he’s trying to say, your eyebrows raising in surprise. “Are you sure? We’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Yes, I’m absolutely sure, as long as you’re okay with it too.” Kaname confidently answers. You nod, replying with a soft ‘yes’ as well, and just as your lover goes to lower you on the couch, you press a hand against his firm chest.

“Why don’t you lay down?” You ask him. “Let me make you feel good.”

And so instead, he lets you push him down against the couch. You straddle his waist, already feeling his hardness poke against you through your clothing - you’re not much better, feeling your underwear dampen with your arousal.

Kaname’s hand tugs at your shirt, a silent question. You raise your arms, and he takes it off, throwing it behind the couch and into the darkness of the room. His own shirt follows soon after, and he struggles against the urge to move his arms to cover himself up once he realises his torso is exposed to you.

His eyes follow your hand softly tracing the lines of his skin, sending pleasant chills throughout his body. He glances over to you and nearly chokes on his spit - the look on your face is absolutely love-struck and he has to do a double-take; how can someone as perfect as you look at him that way?

And then he remembers; you feel the exact same way about yourself.

His hands trace your curves, and he feels himself choke up at how beautiful you are. Your body stills, and it registers in Kaname’s mind that he’s spoken out loud. You give him a nervous chuckle, one hand coming up to hide your wide smile.

“Not too bad yourself, handsome.” You tease him, and he can’t find it in himself to be embarrassed. His hand grasps your wrist, moving your hand from covering your face.

“I love your smile.” He confesses, and you feel yourself throb even though his words are completely innocent.

You lean over, trailing your kisses from his cheek to his neck, latching your lips around his pulse point and sucking. Kaname gently moans your name, his hand instinctively grasping your ass, the other gripping your waist tightly. Your teeth graze against him as you continue biting and lapping at his sweet spot, pulling away to show a developing hickey - nothing he couldn’t hide, of course.

“So pretty…” You mumble, mostly to yourself, but Kaname still hears you, face flushing a deep red. “Can I…?”

Your hands are hovering over his belt, and he nods - maybe a bit too quickly, but you don’t notice that, instead moving to take it off. He takes your pants off as well, and not long after, your underwear follows.

His dick twitches, hard and ready, and you suck in a sharp breath seeing your partner on full display for your eyes to take in. Seeing his hair splayed out underneath him makes him look angelic, the most perfect being.

“Are you ready?” He’s the one to finally take initiative, snapping you out of your loving - borderline lustful - thoughts.

“Of course.”

Your heart rate picks up as you feel the tip of his dick press against your hole, slowly lowering yourself down on his shaft. Your walls suck him in immediately, and Kaname gasps from the pleasing pressure, hands tightening their grip around you.

“Shit, so good…” He swears - and you’re pretty sure that’s the first time he’s ever sworn in your presence - eyes scrunching up from the feeling. “You’re perfect, baby.”

His praise shoots straight to your core, and Kaname feels your body react to his words. A rare burst of confidence washes over him, and he looks up to you, a smug smile on his face.

“You like that?”

You can barely speak, instead opting to give him an aggressive nod, your mouth going numb as you feel him fill you up in ways you couldn’t imagine. “Fuck, you’re makin’ me feel so good, Kana’…”

He nearly whimpers when he hears you moan that out, his hips thrusting up into you out of desperation. Both of you are absolutely drunk on the pleasure and words you’re sharing. You grind down on him, feeling his cock rub against your walls, tightening up as he utters more praise.

“So beautiful, just wanna make you realise that, want you to know–” Kaname interrupts himself when his dick rubs right against your g-spot, making you keen and mewl pathetically. The sensation of you around him makes it hard to stave off his impending orgasm, and his hand moves to rub your sex, intent on making you come. “Please, come for me, please, I wanna make you feel good–”

The sound of his begging and the feeling of his shaft fucking up into you finally makes you reach your peak, and you climax suddenly with a wanton moan, followed by a broken cry of his name. The look on your face makes him follow in your steps, but he quickly pulls out, cumming on your stomach instead. You whimper, feeling so empty but so good, and his essence spread on you makes you feel dirty in the best way possible.

Kaname babbles mindlessly of how good you are and how amazing he feels, finally coming down from his high. You collapse against him, and he wraps his arms around you, leaving a kiss on the crown of your head.

“Let me clean you up, hm?” He suggests to you, and you nod, absolutely exhausted. He moves to get up, but your hand wraps around his wrist, grabbing his attention.

Your tired eyes gaze up into his own as you give him a dopey smile. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He smiles, finally feeling content.

#sugarsmut #s.kinktober #kaname tojou #kaname tojou x reader #kaname tojou smut #enstars smut #ensemble stars smut

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Sugar's Kinktober 2022 🎋

Cross-posted on Ao3.

Hello my lovely followers (or people coming across my account randomly), I decided I would host my first Kinktober ever this year! I'm very excited to participate this year and I hope you all will be happy with the content I put out.

Just as a disclaimer, Kinktober will be very inconsistent as I have a job and am super busy outside of writing, but I hope I'll be completely finished with Kinktober by the end of 2022. If I can get it done before then, I'll be super happy!

Keep in mind I will be doing fics in order of days, instead of my usual “oldest to newest request”.

Word count will range anywhere from 300 words - upwards of 1000 words depending on how inspired I am. I cannot guarantee anything, please understand this. Thank you!

I am writing for Ensemble Stars characters.

Please fill out your requests like this : [character name], [insert day], [reader’s gender] and any Halloween-esque emoji so I'm absolutely sure you're requesting for Kinktober specifically. If reader’s gender is left blank I will assume they are GN.

Day 1 - Thigh Riding // Shu Itsuki x GN!Reader

Day 2 - Double Penetration (Threesome) // Rei Sakuma x Fem!Reader x Kaoru Hakaze

Day 3 - Overstimulation // Kuro Kiryu x Fem!Reader

Day 4 - Size Kink // HiMERU x Fem!Reader

Day 5 - Rough Sex // Kanata Shinkai x GN!Reader

Day 6 - Mirror Sex // Nagisa Ran x Fem!Reader

Day 7 - Praise Kink // Kaname Toujou x GN!Reader

Day 8 - Breeding Kink // Niki Shiina x Fem!Reader

Day 9 - Cockwarming // Rinne Amagi x Fem!Reader

Day 10 - Toys // Izumi Sena x Fem!Reader

Day 11 - First Time // Mayoi Ayase x Fem!Reader

Day 12 - Biting/Marking // HiMERU x Fem!Reader

Day 13 - Creampie // Ritsu Sakuma x Fem!Reader

Day 14 - Angry Sex // Rinne Amagi x GN!Reader

Day 15 - Wall Sex // Chiaki Morisawa x Fem!Reader

Day 16 - Shower or Bath Sex // Tastumi Kazehaya x Fem!Reader

Day 17 - Edging/Orgasm Control // Keito Hasumi x Fem!Reader

Day 18 - Semi-Public Sex // Mao Isara x Fem!Reader

Day 19 - Squirting // Ibara Saegusa x Fem!Reader

Day 20 - Somnophilia // Rei Sakuma x Fem!Reader

Day 21 - Morning Sex // Tatsumi Kazehaya x Fem!Reader

Day 22 - Table Sex // Rinne Amagi x Fem!Reader

Day 23 - Lovemaking // Tsumugi Aoba x Fem!Reader

Day 24 - Food // Kaoru Hakaze x Fem!Reader

Day 25 - Keeping Quiet // Jun Sazanami x Fem!Reader

Day 26 - Multiple Rounds // Madara Mikejima x Fem!Reader

Day 27 - Sex Pollen // HiMERU x Fem!Reader

Day 28 - Voice Kink // Ritsu Sakuma x Fem!Reader

Day 29 - Voyeurism // Tsumugi Aoba x Fem!Reader

Day 30 - Begging // Natsume Sakasaki x GN!Reader

Day 31 - Restraints // Hiyori Tomoe x Male!Reader

Highlighted text with [character name] x reader next to a day means they have been taken. First come, first serve basis. This post is frequently updated so make sure to check back in!

Happy early Halloween, and happy requesting!

#s.kinktober

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