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bakubabes-tatakae · 2 months

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I need MORE.

"A drabble a day keeps the writer's block away" - 13/31 - Prompt: Smell

So, I stretched the prompt a bit here I think, also my first fic for Grimmjow and Bleach fandom, so yeah.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x reader

Tw: uhm suggestive if you squint?

As you ran through the forest, you could feel he was getting closer - despite your best efforts, weaving your path in the most sophisticated ways as you tried to mislead the chase, you knew the man was close.

You were about to lose that stupid bet yet again.

“Ah, fuck-!” The sudden tackle pushed words from your lungs before you fell on your back, thick undergrowth cushioning the fall.

“Told ya,” you heard a snicker, heavy body pinning you down, “you can’t hide from me.”

“Damn you and your sense of smell, Grimmjow,” you snarled, looking up to see piercing blue eyes, feral in some way, “so?”

“So? I won,” his lips stretched in a wide smile, white canines showing. His face leaning dangerously close to yours, “where’s my reward?”

#moots <3 #i’m obsessed with this #gimmie MORE 😭💞#PLEASE

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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Welcome to that special time of year, Fluffvember 2023. 💞 Your girl is gonna be doing both ends of the spectrum this year. These are going to be closer to drabbles just like last month to make sure I can get them all out. 🥰 If you want to be on the Fluffvember taglist then please let me know. I'd be happy to add anyone to it. 🥺

If you don’t want to see the Fluffvember fun then blacklist the tag: #bakubabes fluffvember

Now take a peek at what’s to come in a couple of weeks. 👇 If the date looks like this then that means that the piece is in the queue and waiting for your viewing pleasure. I’ll link them here as they release as well.

Day 1 - Ichigo Kurosaki || Bleach || "Your hands are warm."

Day 2 - Kai "Overhaul" Chisaki || Boku No Hero Academia || "Pinky promise?"

Day 3 - Kotarou Bokuto || Haikyuu || "You matter. A lot. You matter so much to me. Never think you don't."

Day 4 - Natsu Dragneel || Fairy Tail || "Don't say that. I love every second spent with you."

Day 5 - Asta || Black Clover || "Your heart is beating so fast right now."

Day 6 - Rin Okumura || Blue Exorcist || "Don't doubt yourself, honey."

Day 7 - Gaara || Naruto || "Your hugs are nice."

Day 8 - Luck Voltia || Black Clover || "You feel like home to me."

Day 9 - Shikamaru Nara || Naruto || "You'll be with me, right?"

Day 10 - Toya Todoroki "Dabi" || Boku No Hero Academia || "You're cute when you're jealous."

Day 11 - Yato || Noragami || "This is a good look for you."

Day 12 - Zuko || ATLA || "We'll always have each other."

Day 13 - Kazutora Hanemiya || Tokyo Revengers || "Come taste! Tell me if I need to add anything."

Day 14 - Katsuki Bakugou || Boku No Hero Academia || "I'm just glad you're okay."

Day 15 - Megumi Fushiguro || Jujutsu Kaisen || "I'd accept you any way you are."

Day 16 - Manjiro "Mikey" Sano || Tokyo Revengers || "You have a little ice cream on your nose."

Day 17 - Asuma Sarutobi || Naruto || "Is that my shirt?"

Day 18 - Naofumi Iwatani || Rising Of The Shield Hero || "I came as soon as I heard."

Day 19 - Shoto Todoroki || Boku No Hero Academia || "I'm sad and I demand cuddles."

Day 20 - Levi Ackerman || Attack On Titan || "Thanks for being here with me."

Day 21 - Nozel Silva || Black Clover || "I'll keep you safe."

Day 22 - Renji Abarai || Bleach || "I love you more than I did yesterday."

Day 23 - Satoru Gojo || Jujutsu Kaisen || "You're my family too."

Day 24 - Eren Yeager || Attack On Titan || "I'm not letting something as simple as that separate us."

Day 25 - Magna Swing || Black Clover || "Stay as long as you want."

Day 26 - Sasuke Uchiha || Naruto || "Wow, I really can't speak, huh? Must be because of how pretty you look."

Day 27 - Yuuji Itadori || Jujutsu Kaisen || "You're not obligated to do this you know?"

Day 28 - Zora Ideale || Black Clover || "I'd shout it from the roof if I could."

Day 29 - Tomura Shigaraki || Boku No Hero Academia || "You're welcome to stay if you want."

Day 30 - Ban The Undead || Seven Deadly Sins || "I'm not ever leaving you."

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 10 - Connie Springer ~

A/N: And it's our second addition to the fun of the month. We're so excited that we've been able to get all of these together for you. We're kicking off our second day with the one and only Connie. Taglist is still open until the 25th, but remember age must be in bio or easily found on your page to be added. And we'll see you all again on day 18. 😌

Genre: One-Shot

Kink: First Times

Word Count: 1.5k

TW: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, PWP, offensive language, first times, virgin!reader, xfem!reader, pet names (baby girl, baby, pretty baby, princess, good baby), cunnilingus, oral sex (reader receiving), offensive language (swearing), dirty talk, minors dni

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Connie’s hands roamed your entire body, he had already memorized every inch of you in the months that you had been together. He had been patient, ready to torture himself if that’s what it took to make sure that you were comfortable. As he hovered over you you could feel the bulge in his pants, his cock twitching against the material. Connie groaned with lust, grabbing a handful of your breasts as he ground his hips against your heat.

“C-Connie.” You whined against him as his kisses grew more passionate, coating every inch of your skin with them. “Fucking hell. You know you make it so god damned hard to say no.”

His eyes softened as he looked back at you, the last thing that he wanted to do was push you into something that you didn’t want to do. Connie was the last person to ever push anyone into something that he was sure they didn’t want to do. His voice was calm and soothing as he stopped himself, placing a tender hand on the side of your face. “If you’re not ready then we don’t have to do this. I’ll wait as long as I have to, baby girl. I’m waiting because I love you and I want this to be an amazing experience for you.”

Telling him that you had been a virgin was something that you hadn’t wanted to do. It was the last thing that you had wanted to do, but the first time that he had stayed over you knew that you were going to have to. When his hands had started wandering a little too far that night you knew that it was all over from there.

You wanted to do this, you knew that Connie was the one, knew that he was the person that you had been saving yourself for this whole time. You shook your head and gripped his shirt tightly in your fist. “No, no, that’s not it at all. I want to, Connie.” You gave him pleading eyes, knowing that you in reality had no idea what you were doing. “I just… I’m nervous.”

Connie leaned toward you and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, trying his hardest to relax you. “I’ll walk you through it, you know that I’ll do anything that I can to make sure that you’re secure.”

Your hands slid to the waistband of his sweatpants and tugged at them, showing him just how ready you were with the soft touch of your fingers against his skin. Your body was aching, a feeling that you had never felt this strong before, something you could only guess was need and desire.

Connie took your hand in his and pulled it away from his pants, gripping it tightly. “Let me show you something first. Let me ease you into it.” Before you could say another word and object you felt his hands grabbing the sides of your leggings, the thin fabric pulling down your thighs.

His hands pulled the material from your body, tossing them to the floor beside the bed before tracing a small line over the lace of your panties. “If you get nervous at all or change your mind make sure you tell me. I promise I’ll go as easy as I can on you.”

You nodded to him, sure that he was telling the truth. Connie Springer had never been a liar, that was something that you could always count on. His body slid between your legs, his fingers gripping onto the crotch of your panties, just the small friction from his finger touching you making you whine for him.

Connie chuckled a little as he moved himself up your body, his breath now warm against your inner thigh. He started slow, his tongue just barely touching your clit as he flicked it against your bud. He didn’t want to overload you on your first time. Your legs begin to tremble instantly as he slowly slides a finger into your core, letting you adjust to it before adding a second. A small gasp leaves your lips as you feel warmth flooding your abdomen, your walls quivering around his fingers. Connie spoke softly to you, cooing at you as he talked you to your release. “You’re doing so good my baby. You look so pretty. That look of bliss really suits you.” He kissed your inner thigh and praised you once again before going back to the task at hand, his tongue lapping at your clit with a new determination. “Just my pretty baby girl.”

Something about the way he spoke the words made you cry out his name, a sudden snap in your abdomen sent a shockwave throughout you. “Christ, Connie!”

Connie pulled his fingers away at the squeeze, replacing them with his tongue as he plunged it into your core. He wanted to taste everything that you had for him, taste just how delicious you were. As he came up for air he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, smiling smugly at you. “How was that princess?”

Your bliss still hadn’t vanished as you looked back at him, nodding again, not even able to form a sentence. The way your eyes pleaded with him for more was his queue to go farther. The way his cock pushed against his pants was growing painful, he needed you, needed to feel those velvety walls around his girth.

He pushed the front of his sweatpants down, your eyes now locked on his cock. Beads of pre-cum dripped down as he stroked himself, giving you one more look for invitation as he lined himself up with your entrance.

You could barely hold onto yourself, you needed to feel it again, feel the way your entire body shock with pleasure when you fell apart. He slowly slid his tip between your folds, giving you a small taste as it dragged against your clit. A whimper filled the area around him as he slid into you, your entire cunt filled in seconds as you felt his hips push into yours. The feeling was unlike anything that you could imagine, the sensation enough to have your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he kept a slow pace.

Every slow rut of his cock into you was a mixture of pain and pleasure, your body unsure of how it felt about the entire situation. You grabbed the bedsheets in your fists and watched as a grin filled his features. With a sudden pop and sudden feeling of pain you cried out, your head pushing back into the pillows as he slowed even more. Connie knew exactly why and waited for more euphoria to fill your body before he picked up that pace again. Your body jolted as moans began to pour from you, the sign that the moment had passed, giving him the permission to go a little harder than he had been before.

His voice was soft and tender as he spoke to you, his cock dragging against all the perfect spots inside of you. “You’re doing wonderful, baby girl. Taking my cock so well on your first time. My good baby, just for me.”

Your hips pushed against his, matching his movements as if you both had been doing this together for years. In tune with every single thing that the other did. Connie's hand snaked between your legs, his fingers massaging your puffy clit as his hips hit that sweet spot deep inside of you with each thrust. More gasping and trembling erupts from you as you feel that same warmth building up again, threatening to explode from you. The way your cunt milks his cock has him reeling, the sudden feeling of your slick coating his length as your thighs shake from your orgasm sending him over the edge as well.

Connie’s hips stutter as he hears a chorus of his name fall from your luscious lips, driving him wild as he empties himself out inside your quaking core. He watches as you come back down to earth, nothing but adoration and love in your eyes as he takes everything in. He had wanted to make your first time special. He had gone out of his way to make sure that it was the best that you could imagine it was.

When your arms come up and wrap around his neck he can hardly hold back the smile that tugs at the corners of his lips. You’re perfect to him, especially right now. Nothing could ever change his mind on how much he loved you and how much he promised to always love you. That’s when the small words that make his heart clench echo through his head, sounding perfect coming from your voice, as sweet as honey for him. “Thank you, Connie.”

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 8 - Beelzebub ~

A/N: Welcome to day eight of Kinktober. 😈 I can’t wait to get into this month of chaos with you all. We’re gonna start this off our portion with our demon of gluttony. The taglist for Kinktober is open, so send me an ask or a DM if you’re interested, you've got until the 25th. Remember, age must be in bio or easily found on your page to be added! And we'll be headed back to you on day 16 with another Obey Me piece.

Kink: Anal Sex

Genre: Drabble

Word Count: 0.5k

TW: anal sex, 18+ content, mature themes, fem!Reader, spanking, choking, pet names (dumpling), minors and ageless blogs dni, praise, unprotected sex

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The thrust of his hips and the way that his hands gripped your sides made you whimper. He had always said that he had wanted to try this, so here you were, the slap of his skin against yours filling the room like music to your ears.

You hadn't been sure about it when you had started, hesitant from the very beginning, but there was something about Beelzebub that made everything you did together seem safe. He relaxed you. And once you crossed that threshold you wouldn't deny just how much you enjoyed it.

Beelzebub's large, firm palm of his hand came down on your ass cheek, spreading them apart slightly so that he could watch as his cock slid in and out of you. Your mewls and moans were enough to drive the demon wild. Every movement made a new grunt or groan fall from him as he chased his high.

"F-fuck, Beel." The more sounds you made the more his nails dug into your skin. The small pinches from his long, painted nails send waves of pleasure through your body as you match his movements. "S'good, such a big man, making his baby feel so good."

Your praises, they had always done something to him, something he couldn't ever explain. He'd never be able to tell you exactly why they made him so feral.

The fact that you had let him even try this was sending him reeling. He had started out so slow with you, but the longer the two of you were at it the quicker he moved. He just couldn't help himself. "You're so tight. So much tighter than any other time we've been together, dumpling. Almost can't take it."

The pounding sent your body lurching forward, his hand around your neck the only thing stopping you from falling over as he reached out for you. Instinct from him keeping you from losing your balance. "B-Beel, p-please, don't stop."

The necklace around his neck had loosened itself, falling down to touch your back as he leaned over you. The cool metal from the end of it sends a shiver up your spine as you heard his voice. "M'close. C-Can I?" He so badly didn't want to pull out, so used to having to ask for permission before he got close. Beel had never wanted to cross a line with you, you were far too precious to him.

You nodded, barely able to squeak out the "yes" as you felt your whole body grow weak, your own orgasm threatening to wreck you at any moment. "Y-yes, yes, Beel."

And as you heard the loud groan come from him, his cock twitching inside of you, your own climax caused your vision to turn white as it rocked the world around you. Beel's hips stuttered as he let himself go, painting your walls white with his seed, his nails running down your back as he stood himself up straight again.

For both of your first times experimenting, you couldn't say that you wouldn't do it again. You always said you'd try something at least once after all, and today it seemed like Beel had been the winner.

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 9 - Kiba Inuzuka ~

A/N: It feels so nice to be back doing Kinktober this year. Year three is off to a good start with us coming into the Naruto fandom with Kiba. The taglist is open until October 25th, so if you want to snag a spot on it and stay updated with each new day then let me know. But as always, age needs to be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist! And we'll see you again on the main writing blog on day 17. 😌

Kink: Cum Marking

Genre: Drabble

Word Count: 0.5k

TW: smut, 18+ content, mature themes, fem!Reader, pet names (baby, my love, princess), inappropriate language (swearing), cum marking, dirty talk, unprotected sex, minors and ageless blogs DNI

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Your arms wrapped around his neck as his body pressed into yours, legs pulling together as you tugged his body as close to your own as you could. The skin-to-skin contact was something you'd never be able to get enough of.

The closer his body came to yours the deeper his strokes became, his shaft filling every inch of your core, bottoming out against your walls as he tried to get impossibly farther. "Mmm, gonna make you all mine if you keep this up, baby."

You whined as his teeth sunk into the skin of your shoulder, his sharp fangs digging in with a delightful pinch. "Fuck, s'good. I'm s'close, Kiba."

A guttural growl left his chest as he felt your legs tighten even more around him. Your desire and possessiveness were evident as your walls fluttered around his cock, the need to claim you, mark you, was so strong he almost didn't know what to do with himself. "I can tell, my love. Look at those pretty little eyes rolling into the back of your head. Gonna fuck you nice and dumb just for me. Drunk off my cock, yeah?"

You could barely get out anything but a nod, and the feral look in his eyes as he watched you showed you that he was in a very rare mood this evening. Kiba was always possessive, which would never change, but this time it was extremely heightened.

His pace picked up, soft moans falling from your lips as your growing orgasm threatened to slam into you like a truck. His voice was deep and raspy as he leaned down, lips next to your ear as lust filled your head at the sound and the way it vibrated against your eardrum. "Let it all go, baby. Cum all over my cock, then I'm gonna paint that beautiful chest of yours. Mark you as mine."

His words sent you over the edge. You belonged to Kiba and no one else would ever have any claim over you. All your senses heightened as you came apart, legs trembling and falling to the sides of him as they grew weak. Bliss flooded your veins as you cried out his name, his face distorting with pleasure as he listened to it.

Kiba pulled himself from you as he felt his own release hit him, stroking his cock as he emptied himself out onto your chest. You were his, the ultimate of claims. His hand reached forward, finger slowly touching the thick liquid that coated your chest. You were so beautiful, everything he'd ever wanted. All he could ever want or wish for.

Kiba lifted his finger, licking his lips as he watched your eyes flicker between his hand and your face. "Look at the mess you made me make, Princess." His finger neared your mouth, your jaw opening out of habit. "Such a good girl to clean your mess up without even being asked."

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 6 - Renji Abarai ~

A/N: It's our first official day of the collaboration and we're so happy to be a part of it. The taglist is open until October 25th, but don't forget age must be in bio or easily found on your page to be added. We'll be coming back around with another Bleach piece for you guys on day 14. 😌

Kink: Hurt/Comfort Sex

Genre: Drabble

Word Count: 0.8k

TW: smut, 18+ content, mature themes, fem!reader, unprotected sex, minors and ageless blogs DNI, hurt/comfort, angst

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The two of you had never fought so severely in all your years together. The last thing that you wanted to happen was precisely what had happened. When you told him to leave and he had actually walked out the door, it hurt more than you'd realize it would have. Had he even been upset about it? It had been so hard to tell, he had seemed so emotionless.

You clutched your hand over your chest as you sat against the wall in your kitchen, the farthest you had gone since the sound of the door closing filled the room. It sounded like a bomb going off as you swore it echoed through the room. Tears slid down your cheek, leaving tracks as they dripped onto your arm. This couldn't be happening. The day had started out so typical.

A sudden knock on the door before it opened made everything stop. You weren't sure what you had expected. Was someone going to try to break into your place right now? No way, that couldn't be it. And that's when you heard the familiar sound of his footsteps. You could pick them out of a room of crowded people.

Renji now looked just as you did, tears stained his cheeks, emotions now covering every inch of it compared to what it had just been. He had cared, he just hadn't wanted to show it before, didn't want to make you feel guilty about a decision you had made. He had thought that you had wanted him to leave.

Quick strides left him standing in front of you as he wasted no time in lifting you from the floor, keeping you on your feet as his hands cupped your cheeks. His lips captured yours before you knew what was happening, your tears seeming to fade at a moment's notice. He had chosen you, he would always choose you.

As your lips danced, his hands traveled to your hips you leaned into him. You couldn't be close enough to him, needed to be closer than you ever had been before. Renji's hands slid into the waistband of your shorts, pushing them down as he spoke softly against you. "Fuck, I need you. I love you. I love you so much."

That was it. That was all it took. Knowing that he still wanted to be with you, knowing that he still loved you. Renji Abarai's heart belonged to you and nobody else.

Your shorts fell to your feet, stepping out of them with ease as his hands planted firmly on your ass. With one swift movement, he had you against the wall, back pressed to the hard surface as your legs wrapped around his waist. His body leaned into you, the bulge in his sweatpants pressing against your heat, the thin fabric of your panties already starting to soak with desire.

Renji's strong arm held you up as his other pushed his sweatpants and boxers down, letting them drop to the floor as he wrapped his hand around his cock.

As he had done so many times before he lined himself up with your entrance, pushing in gently as he let out a soft grunt. "Shit, nice and tight for me. So fucking wet." Slow thrusts with his forehead pressed against yours made everything around you completely disappear.

Did this fix everything that had gone wrong for the two of you today? No. Of course, it didn't. But with every new push of his length inside of you it helped that pain fade a little, nothing but pleasure and happiness replacing it.

Your angelic moans and coos drove him, not losing any of his motivation as he bottomed himself out over and over again. "Fuck, 'm s'close."

You were everything he'd ever wanted, everything he'd worked so hard to keep. Renji wouldn't ever let anything jeopardize that again.

Your arms wrapped around him, pulling the bottom of his shirt up as your nails dug in. Welts left trails where your hands had just been and he let out a pleasurable snarl. You had a tell, you'd always had a tell. If he hadn't been able to figure it out by the way your walls fluttered and squeezed around his cock, the nails were a giveaway.

"Shit-" Your head fell back against the wall as you came undone, legs trembling around his waist as his grip on your ass tightened. Renji's knees threatened to buckle the second you quivered the way that you had. He'd win you back tonight, no matter what he had to do and how long it took.

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 7 - Zora Ideale ~

A/N: Welcome to the first annual Kinktober right here with our very own Black Clover characters. And of course, we're starting this thing off with the love of my life, Zora Ideale. 😌 So let's get this thing going with a bang and have a good kinktober collaboration. Remember, if you want to be added to the taglist your age must be in your bio or easily found on your blog. The taglist is open until October 25th! We'll be back with another piece for you on day 15. 👏

Genre: Drabble

Kink: Cunnilingus

Word Count: 0.4k

TW: cunnilingus, oral sex, 18+ content, praise, dirty talk, fem!reader, spanking, teasing, pet names, scratching, minors DNI

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You had never seen him look hungrier. The lust in his eyes was about to swallow you whole as you watched them roll into the back of his head. If there was one thing that Zora Ideale was, it was a giver.

His long fingers dug into the sides of your thighs, making indents that made your head spin. The feeling of his nails sliding down your skin made your head push back into the pillows. The flick of his tongue over your swollen clit pulled a moan from you, your hands gripping the bedsheet just a little harder.

Your knuckles began to turn white as you felt one of his hands move from your thigh to your ass, squeezing with all he had. "F-Fuck, Zora, please."

An evil chuckle filled your ears as he pulled away, all the pleasure disappearing in a second, a devious tone in his voice. "Please? Please what? Why don't you tell me exactly what you want from me?"

You nearly screamed with frustration as you moved your hips toward his face, wanting nothing more than the pleasure to come back. Zora watched as beads of cum ran down the sides of your thighs, licking his lips as he tilted his head with a dastardly grin.

You were so perfect to him, and even more perfect when you couldn't get enough of him.

"N-need you. Please, fuck me with your tongue." The desperation in your voice was almost too much for him as his cock twitched against his sweatpants.

"That's my good girl."

There was no time for you to prepare before the smooth muscles of his tongue pushed inside you with brutal strokes. You were done for, your hips instinctively grinding against his face as his strokes grew more intense, like he was claiming you.

Moans broke free from you as you turned into a deep mess of desire. His tongue moved from your core, flicking at the bundle of nerves, sending electricity through your entire body as your fingers raked through your hair. "Fuck, you feel so good, Zora."

Pressure in your hips built as his mouth sucked on your clit, ecstasy threatening to overtake you as your hips bucked harder and harder. Zora's hand came up and slapped the side of your ass, the final thing you needed as you felt the dam break.

Another slap against your ass and an audible moan leaving Zora, just barely muffled against your heat, sends you over the edge. Your toes curl as your orgasm hits you with a force that is unlike any other.

Half-lidded eyes look back at you as Zora sits up, your arousal dripping from his lips as he hums with contentment. "Good fucking girl."

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 5 - Shouta Aizawa ~

A/N: And we're showing up on day five to remind everyone that we're still hanging on. If you want to find all of the other collaboration pieces that have come out so far check out the masterlist link below. The taglist is open until October 25th so feel free to asked to be tagged in the pieces, but remember age must be in bio or easily found on your blog to be added to the taglist! We'll be headed back to bring you another piece on day 13. 👏

Genre: One-Shot

Kink: Wall Sex

Word Count: 1.3k

TW: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, xfem!Reader, semi-public sex, fingering, dirty talk, daddy kink, pet name (kitten), offensive language (swearing), minors dni

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The Hero Gala was something that Shouta Aizawa absolutely loathed every single year. Getting dressed up and going to spend the evening with the heroes that he had to spend time with every single day whether he was at work or on patrol? Not for him. But this year was just a little bit easier with you by his side. Having someone to help him keep himself from going crazy when everyone wouldn’t leave him alone was the only way he was going to survive the night.

You rest your hand on his chest, feeling his tense nature before he had even spoken a word to you. “Shouta…” His arm wrapped around you instinctively at the sound of his name, pulling you close to his side as heroes surrounded. Everyone had just finished the speeches part of the event so now it was time for them to hit the dance floor. Another thing that Shouta Aizawa was not about. “Don’t worry, my love.” You clutched his suit jacket a little and kissed his cheek. “I won’t make you dance. I know that that’s not something you’re ever happy to do.”

Shouta place his hand over yours and rubbed gently. “It’s not a big deal darling. I can handle it.” He clearled his throat and looked around the room, catching someone in particular coming that he really didn’t want to have to deal with. “Why don’t we go and get a drink or something?”

You noticed the urgency in his voice and acted quickly. “I have a better idea, Shouta.” You took his hand and dragged him, confusion painting his face as you made your way toward the restrooms. “I know how to kill two birds with one stone. I’ve got an idea to make your night go a little easier.”

Once you were in the hallway that led to the restrooms you grabbed the front of his suit jacket, pushing him back against the wall. “There’s no one around here and it looks like the restroom is open.” You placed your hand to the side of his neck and pressed a kiss to it, nipping with your teeth. “So how about we avoid the heroes and calm those nerves of yours at the same time?”

Shouta’s eyes widened and a small smirk tugged at his lips, his eyes darting back to the dance floor and then to the restroom door before he pushed it open with his foot. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. I’ve always known that pretty little head of yours was too smart of it’s own good.”

You squealed a little and led the way in, his hands grasping your hips before the door even finished closing. Shouta pulled you back toward the door, locking it before pushing you up against the wall. His hands wandered every inch of your body, balling the bottom of your dress up as he moved it out of his way. “Sh-Shouta…” You whimpered as you felt his finger slowly moving over your legs, pushing between them in search of a small piece of fabric that seemed to be missing. You nipped at his jawline and gave him a wicked grin. “I’m not wearing any, just for you.”

A growl sounded from deep in his chest as his hand pushed up between your legs, his fingers sliding against your folds. You gasped a little at the sudden pleasure, his fingers now plunging into you. There was a deep rasp on his voice as he let his desire overwhelm him. “Look at you, we haven’t even been in here for a very long and your thighs are dripping. Such a needy girl just for daddy, huh?”

You nodded, unable to make out proper words as his fingers fucked in and out of you, his free hand pulling one leg up so that he could get a better angle. Every little whine that poured from your mouth made his finger move impossibly faster, curling perfectly inside your walls until he just couldn’t take it anymore. The feeling of your pooling slick against his digits made him long more and more for just a little taste of that perfect pussy against his now throbbing cock.

Shouta pulled his fingers away and tugged his pants down his legs, lifting you from the ground with ease and pushing your back against the wall. His fingers slid between your legs one more time as he coated them in your cum, using it to lube himself up as he teased the tip of his cock against your tight hole. “F-fuck, Sho. Please, I n-need it.”

Your pleading made him jump into action, it had always been enough to drive him crazy when you put that lewd little tone in your words. Shouta pushed himself into your core, keeping a slow pace as he used his upper body strength to hoist you up and down over his cock to match the movement of his hips. “So fucking tight… god damn it, angel.”

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you sunk your teeth into your lip harshly, trying not to give anything away as you heard people talking outside the door. Every rut of his hips made it harder and harder as you bit into your lips more, nearly drawing blood. The euphoria that coursed through you as you realized just how hard it was to keep others from knowing was unlike anything the two of you had ever had. You had never experienced something like this with him before, you had never actually done anything outside of the comfort of your home.

Shouta placed his head in the crook of your neck, shockwaves of pleasure hitting every inch of his figure as he used your skin to muffle his grunting. Your walls were closing around him, he could feel you tightening with every roll of his hips, every drop of your body onto him. Your head dropped back against the wall as he sunk his teeth in your neck, a small shriek of ecstasy leaving you. His voice was deep as he grabbed your chin in his hand. “Uh, uh, better be quiet or we’re gonna get caught before we can finish this up.” He squeezed and placed his lips to yours, his tongue darting into your mouth as you moaned against him. “Now why don’t you do what I know you can and let go on me, darling.”

That was all it took. Your cunt convulsed around him, something about that dark, deep tone in his voice made the floodgates break. You sunk your teeth into your lips harsher than you had before to hold back the string of moans that wanted to break free from you, a slew of curses just barely audible as you came all over his shaft.

Shouta smiled devilishly as he continued to pounded into you, letting you ride out your high for as long as possible before he emptied himself out inside of your walls. You grabbed onto him tightly, watching the bliss on his face as he came down from his own high. Shouta lifted you from him and placed your feet back on the ground, running the back of his hand over his chin. “That’s my good, kitten.”

You leaned into his hand and gave him love drunk eyes, feeling his other hand help you bring you dress back down your legs. You placed a hand on his chest and took his tie in your other, helping him straighten it out. “I-I don’t know if I can go back out there just yet Sho. I can barely stand up.”

He chuckled at you and shook his head. “Well darling, we’ve been holding up the bathroom for far too long. I’ll peek my head out while you do what you need to and make sure no one's around. But we’ve gotta free this thing up.” Shouta stepped toward the door and gripped the handle, smirking before he turned back to you. “Better get moving, my love.”

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~ Kinktober Day 4 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji ~

A/N: I know last year was a little off since I got super busy before Kinktober started and didn't have nearly as much time as I'd have liked to get those pieces out for you guys... but we're starting this year off strong with some Kenny. And this year the collaboration is between all of my blogs so it's gonna be a little different. Remember, if you want to be added to the taglist your age must be in your bio or easily found on your page. The taglist is open until October 25th so get your names in if you want to be added! We'll be kicking it back off on this blog on day 12. 😌

Genre: One-Shot

Kink: Desperation

Word Count: 0.8k

TW: teasing, dirty talk, 18+ content, pet names, desperation, offensive language, fem!Reader, hair-pulling, minors DNI

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There was only one person in this world that could make him feel like this. Make him feel that if he didn't get your touch soon he would absolutely explode. The insane urge to be with you every second of every day or he wouldn't be able to survive. And this, this was intensified by one thousand. He had never craved a woman's touch more than he did yours.

You had him hook, line, and sinker before you even knew that you did. The second that you touched his arm the first time that you met he knew that you were going to be everything to him. But he had never thought that it would be this intense.

You were supposed to be at a Toman party, spending time with all the other members and their better halves before the next big event. It was supposed to be one of the most dangerous "events" of the year, and there was only one thing that Kenny had his mind on.

You.

He watched you from across the closed-in compound, staring at everyone who came near you. He inched closer to you every time he thought that he sensed something off. There wasn't a more protective man than Ken Ryuguji.

That's when he saw his opening. The others around you were starting to move away, all off to get another drink he figured, and that's when he was gonna pounce.

Kenny cleared his throat as he got close to you, his hand pressed on your hip lovingly as he pulled you close to him. But the sound of his voice was what would give him away. The gruff rasp he always got when he was in the mood made his voice impossibly deeper. The same one that made your pussy ache the second that you heard it.

"Look at you. You know what you've been doing to me for the past week. I've barely been able to function."

He was right. You had been partially taunting him, working late so he'd have to wait for you to get home, walking around in your skimpiest clothes before he had to leave for work or a meeting. You had wanted him to go crazy.

"Whatever are you talking about, Kenny?" You bat your eyelashes as you look up at him.

The aggressive and hungry way that his hands grabbed and pushed you into the wall behind you made a small squeak leave you. He was done for. You'd hear him begging if you didn't give him something soon.

Kenny gave you a devious grin as he placed a hand over your head, leaning down toward you. "Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about, pretty girl. You're testing me." He placed a hand under your chin and tilted your head up so you were looking at him. "But I'm far too impatient right now to fight with you on this. You have no idea just how badly I need you."

You pulled your head away from him and pursed your lips. "I don't know if I'm feeling that same need, my love. You might have to tell me more."

A growl reverberated in his chest as he watched you pull away, knowing that you were testing him. You wanted him to grovel at your feet, and right now... right now he wasn't above doing it.

Kenny placed a hand behind your head and laced his fingers in your hair, tugging your head back. The moan that left your lips made his cock twitch against his jeans. "I wanna feel just how wet you are between those pretty little legs of yours. Push my cock into you and not stop until you're fucked stupid and screaming my name. Doesn't that sound good to you? Is that what you want to hear, my darling?"

You nodded slowly, the anticipation in his tone making your thighs push together. You weren't even sure that you could make out words right now.

Kenny's laugh made a shiver run through your entire body. "I've been so fucking desperate for your touch all week, and here we are now. Looks like the roles might have just gotten reversed, huh?"

His eyes wandered down your body, his other hand slowly resting on your hip, his finger pulling at the waistband of your bottoms. "I bet that if I slid my hand in right now you'd be dripping for me, wouldn't you? And don't lie. You know I can always tell when you do."

A whole week of him craving your touch, a whole week of build-up. And it only took him a matter of minutes to get the same effect from you.

You'd never been more desperate for Ken Ryuguji.

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~ Kinktober Day 3 - Megumi Fushiguro ~

A/N: We're joining the party on day 3 of the collaboration of my writing blogs and you can find the rest of them with the link below. The taglist is open until the 25th! Get your usernames in while you can. Remember, age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist. And we'll be back around for another piece on day 11. 👏

Genre: Drabble

Kink: Ownership

Word Count: 0.5k

TW: smut, 18+ content, mature themes, ownership kink, fem!Reader, unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamic, minors and ageless blog DNI, daddy kink, scratching, teasing, orgasm denial

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Megumi's hand wrapped into your hair, pulling back hard as his lips attached to your neck. The small pain from the way he nipped at your neck made you cry out. He was feral, more feral than you'd seen him in a very long time. Every pound of his hips sent bliss through your entire body. You'd misbehaved today and he wasn't going to let you forget that.

The raven-haired man tugged harder on your hair for a second before letting go to stop everything completely and grab your chin in his hand. A growl filled his chest as he looked down at you, the fire in his eyes enough to scare you a little. "What are you?"

You almost couldn't answer, the way that his hips moved causing you to lose all ability to talk, but as his hips stopped you were able to form a sentence. You whined and wrapped your arms around his waist, scratching down his back. Your voice was small and pitiful when you answered, his cock twitching in your walls at the sound. "I'm a good girl."

Megumi smirked, keeping his pace slow as he began to get the answers that he wanted. But he hadn't heard all that he wanted yet, and he wouldn't let you finish until he did. "Mmm, and what else are you?"

Your hips moved in a desperate attempt to get more pleasure, hoping it would make him speed up. You knew it was futile, but you couldn't stop yourself. You remembered exactly what had gotten you into this mess in the first place and mewled for him. "I'm a naughty whore that needs to be punished."

Megumi grinned wider, speeding up slightly more before pulling his hand back to land a harsh slap to your ass. "You sure are. But what else?"

You squealed at the sting, the pain bringing along with it the pleasure that you longed for. Your climax grew, your walls beginning to quiver around him. "I'm all yours, sir."

Megumi snickered, he knew exactly what his last question would be. The one that would make get him going even more as well. "That's fucking right."

His lips got very close to your ear as he gave you a harsh thrust, speaking even lower this time, for only you to hear despite being the only ones in the room. "And what makes you a good girl?"

You cried out as he pounded into you, hips moving against him to try to keep the rhythm until he stopped in his tracks again. You had to answer the question, had to feel that release. You were so close. "Fuck, 'm s'close." You gave him the best lust-filled eyes that you could before licking your lips seductively at him. "My willingness to obey, sir. And my willingness to accept punishment when I don't."

Megumi's hand sunk into your hair again, pulling back as he thrust into you at an unforgiving pace. "That's my girl. Now go ahead and cum f'me, yeah? Give daddy everything you've got."

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~ Kinktober Day 2 - Eren Yeager ~

A/N: We're starting this year off with a collab between all of my different writing blogs and day two is where Eren comes in. The taglist is open until October 25th so get those names in there if you want to be notified! But remember, age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist. 😌 We'll be back around with another Attack on Titan piece for day 10. 🥰

Kink: Massages

Genre: Drabble

Word Count: 0.5k

TW: smut, 18+ content, mature themes, fem!Reader, unprotected sex, massages, teasing, dirty talk, minors and ageless blogs dni, pet names (baby girl, darling)

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His hands were like magic. Eren had always been good with his hands, you'd never once had a time where they weren't able to please you in some way, shape, or form. And today... today was absolutely no different than any other time.

Eren's large hands moved over your shoulders, his legs straddling your hips as he worked. Around your shoulders, down your back, even working your ass as he smirked with a handful of it. "How's that baby girl? You nice and relaxed yet? Ready for a little more from me?"

You hummed in contentment, not wanting him to stop, but knowing that he had had other things in mind when he had started this. You pushed your hair from your face and peeked back at him, the lust in his eyes was prevalent with no signs of disappearing.

"And what else do you have planned for us, 'Ren." You sighed with relief as his hands worked your lower back again. "What could I possibly be in store for?"

Eren leaned down, his lips hovering by your ear as he spoke softly to you. "You're in the perfect position for me right now, darling." His hands trailed up your sides, reaching under your chest for a handful of each breast. "And look at this, no clothes to make your massage even better? Looks like perfect access to me."

As his godly hands squeezed your breasts you squeaked a little, a small cry of pleasure that fueled him even more. It was over, this massage wasn't continuing. It never did, he could never help himself when it came to your body.

You nodded, teeth sinking into your lips as his hands moved from your breasts to your hips. His own hips grinding against your ass as he watched you closely. He'd have you in seconds, you'd never be able to resist him.

When the whimper erupted from your body he grinned, that was his sign that he had won. Eren wasted no time pushing the front of his boxers down, his erection standing as he stroked slowly. "Relax my baby girl with a massage and then blow her mind with my cock. What a good way to spend the night, yeah?"

His knee settled between your legs as he pushed them apart, lining himself up with your core as he talked softly to you again. "Gonna make sure that you're not able to walk in the morning. Get you to use a sick day and relax for once."

A harsh thrust sent him bottoming out inside your walls, your hands gripping onto the pillows on the bed as your knuckles turned white. Eren spared nothing as he pounded against you, every move of his hips making a new shriek of pleasure leave your lips.

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~ Kinktober Day 1 - Tobio Kageyama ~

A/N: I know we got off to a rough one last year since I couldn't finish them all, but this year we're gonna make sure we start well. 👏 And this year we're kicking it off with a little Kageyama because it's been far too long since I've written anything for him. Our collab spans through all of my writing blogs this time around so catch them all at the link for the masterlist below. This taglist is open until October 25th! If you want to be added to the taglist your age must be in your bio or easily found on your page! We'll be back on this blog with another piece on day 9. 👏👏

Genre: Drabble

Kink: Gagging

Word Count: 0.4k

Tw: oral sex, blowjob, 18+ content, dirty talk, degradation, fem!Reader, pet names, self-pleasure, offensive language (swearing), minors DNI

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His eyes were wild and wide as he watched himself bury his cock in your mouth. The sounds emitting from you with each and every buck of his hips made him grow closer and closer to his climax.

Your hands rest on the front of his thighs, using them to brace yourself as he fucked your face like it was the last thing he was ever going to do. The tip of his cock slammed into the back of your throat over and over again.

Tears formed in the corners of your eyes as your grip tightened on his thighs, your breath pulling from you as the gagging sound filled the room. And the devious smile that painted his face as he watched you, heard you, it sent a shiver through your entire being. Your pussy fluttered as you heard the growl that accompanied the look. How did he have this much control over you?

This shouldn't be turning you on as much as it was. You were nearly out of breath, this should frighten you, not make you desire more of his touch. And even so, all you wanted was for him to paint the back of your throat white with his seed.

"Fucking hell, baby. Taking my cock so well. Look at you." His hand gripped your hair as he tilted your head back, making you look at him. "Gagging on my cock like the good girl that you are. Just what I've always wanted."

A moan came free from you as you listened to him. You should be insulted, you should never in your wildest dreams want this, right? But the way every word made you want more seemed so right.

You found one of your hands traveling between your legs, your fingers finding your clit almost instantly. Tobio caught it just out of the corner of his eye as he let his head drop, coming back up with excitement as he realized where your hand had gone.

"Mmm, my good baby is gonna touch herself, huh? I make you want it that bad, do I?" He licked his lips as he commanded you, his cock twitching against the roof of your mouth with anticipation. "I want you to make yourself cum. And remember one thing, good girls don't ignore their clits."

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you rubbed circles around your clit, your pussy aching for more as you pushed your fingers inside your walls. This was going to be one hell of a night at this rate.

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 1 - Tobio Kageyama ~

Genre: Drabble

Kink: Gagging

Word Count: 0.4k

Tw: oral sex, blowjob, 18+ content, dirty talk, degradation, fem!Reader, pet names, self-pleasure, offensive language (swearing), minors DNI

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His eyes were wild and wide as he watched himself bury his cock in your mouth. The sounds emitting from you with each and every buck of his hips made him grow closer and closer to his climax.

A moan came free from you as you listened to him. You should be insulted, you should never in your wildest dreams want this, right? But the way every word made you want more seemed so right.

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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Come Through and Chill || plug!draken x fem!reader

You were just supposed to pick up some bud for the weekend... so how did you end up in bed with the hottest plug around?

Cw:weed, pussy eating, finger sucking, ptv, dirty talk, squirting, draken has a big cock (like coke can thick), belly bulge, pet names (baby, angel, good girl), not beta read (we die like men)

WC: 7.9 k I don't wanna talk about it.

Extra: Plug! Draken playlist.

‘Come through as soon as you’re off work, I got you.’

Blinking down at your bright phone screen you blink once, then twice. You hadn’t expected him to respond that quick in all honesty. “Hey girl.”

“Umm hello?!”

“Hey!”

You jolt as your friend calls your name, an amused tilt to her voice as she takes in your blotchy red cheeks. Tucking your phone away lightning quick you clear your throat, slumping back against the counter. “Are you sure you don’t wanna come out tonight?” Shaking your head, you cross your arms over your midsection as she tosses you a knowing smirk. You chew on your lower lip as trays of food and drinks whizz by you. Your legs and feet ache, hours of doing exactly what your co-workers are currently doing wearing on you. Your closest work friend raises her eyebrows as she leans her elbow against the shelf opposite of you. “So what’s the big plan then if you’re gonna be all by your lonesome?” You shrug, tucking your hands in your hoodie pockets, rubbing your finger over the ring that lays on your thumb. It’s a nervous habit you haven’t quite learned how to break. The spinning of the metal helps to center your thoughts as you stand there. You’ve already ordered a meal to take home after your shift, a bottle of wine in your fridge and endless hours of Netflix to carry you through the next few hours that will bleed into your first two solid days off in over a week. There was only one thing you were missing. Your phone buzzes again and your eyebrows hit your hairline.

`1 location attached.`

‘No rush though, just wanna make sure you find the place okay.’

A place you’d been quite a few times if you recalled correctly. Sure the nights of partying were a little hazy, but you’d been to this particular spot enough times to know your way on your own.

‘I’ll let you know when I’m on my way, it shouldn't be too much longer.’

“Umm, just gonna pick up some smoke and then go home and veg. I’ve worked so many doubles over the past week.” It’s your co workers turn for her eyebrows to hit her hairline. Her smirk grows and the amused tone in her voice quickly turns to teasing as she straightens up to pinch your cheeks.

“Ohhh you’re gonna go see that hot ass mechanic that was eyeing you up last weekend.”

You smack her hand away, trying to hide the way your face burns. “it’s not like that, I swear.”

“Suuuure.” She grabs your chin in her hand, squishing your cheeks together while she makes you look at her. “Is that why you gave him your number the last time we pulled through there? Cause you ‘just need bud.’” She giggles as she makes air quotes with the other hand. Letting out a snort, you manage to smack her hands away. “I’m serious!” Laughing you grab the to go box as the cook behind the window calls your name out. You grab what you’ve been waiting on and book it out the door, trying to ignore her hoots and hollers of, `it’s about damn time.`

The night air is sticky, twilight blues and purple mixing with the fading pink and orange that paints the sky that’s about to throw her dark blanket of night over. Your keys dangle from your hand, jingling together as you walk towards your car. I

t’s a perfect evening, with most of the summer heat knocking out of the air the darker it got. Setting your food and bag in the passenger seat, you pull your phone out as you fiddle around with the stereo system. Bobbing your head along to the song that starts, you find the last message thread you had pulled up on your phone. ‘Draken’ complete with a little dragon emoji makes you roll your eyes.

‘On my way. Be there in 20.’

‘Perfect. It’s right under the mat, just like I said. Enjoy, angel.’

Confused.

That’s the first feeling that creeps up on you as you walk down the hallway to his apartment. Usually it’s louder, a whole crowd that normally gathers here on Friday and Saturday evenings. There’s almost always music going, laughter coming from inside, the smell of food. It’s why you’d asked him to leave what you needed somewhere you could find it. The thought of being around tons of people after a long day of serving customers made you want to curl up in a ball, hidden away from the world.

Checking your watch you let out a small ‘huh’. It wasn’t late at all. 9pm glows up at you from your watch. It was early sure but still by now there would be at least some type of noise coming from the apartment.

Shrugging it off as you walk up to the door, you crouch down. Fingers brushing the rough edge of the door mat, you lift it only to find it empty underneath. Your brow knits together as you lift the entire thing only to find nothing but cold concrete staring up at you. Rising with a groan, you brush your hands off, watching as dust falls to the cement below your feet. Raising a fist, you almost hesitate, but as your foot hits the edge of the mat, another flash of annoyance shoots through you.

All your weekend plans consisted of were your tv, your snacks, your wine and unfortunately, his bud. Letting out a sharp sigh, you knock, the rapping of your knuckles on the black door breaking apart the silence that hangs heavy in the hallway.

Rocking back and forth on your heels as you wait, you pull your phone out. No new notifications flash on the screen and you open your messages, shooting one off before you knock again. You hear the chime of his phone and cross your arms over your mid section, waiting as you hear footsteps approaching the door. You turn your head to look over your shoulder, seeing that you’re still alone in the hallway when the door swings open, causing you to stop short and your mouth to dry out all in one swoop when you turn back to look at him.

The first thing you note is that he’s fresh out of the shower. A wafting scent of fresh pine, whatever scented soap he uses drifting across your nose. It tickles your senses, drifting into your nose. But that’s not where your eyes zero in.

Your eyes flick down to the exposed skin of his abdomen. He’s in the middle of pulling on a black t-shirt, the material catching and sticking to still wet skin. Water droplets roll down the ridges of his muscles, carving a wet path that your tongue would kill to follow. His abdomen is on a brief display for you, each outline of solid muscle searing into your mind’s eye. The deep V of his hips seem like they were chiseled out of marble, something you would find in the finest art galleries.

Your eyes flick back up, trying to pull your attention away from the hard lines and dips in his skin. His shirt flutters into place but at this point none of that even helps.

Wide eyes catch the dip of confusion in his brows, the way they knit together as dark eyes take in your form in front of him. Trailing down to see the frown that tugs at the corner of his mouth, pink lips opening and forming words. Forming words? Shit, he was talking to you and you couldn’t get your eyes off the droplet of water that trailed down his neck and clavicle, disappearing underneath his shirt. It warps around the gold chain that he pulls out of his collar and your stomach rolls at how insanely attractive the motion of his fingers and the sparkling gold against his skin is. “-okay angel?” Snapping your eyes to his, you swallow dryly . He raises a brow at you now, the tiniest upturn of his lips and the amusement that flashed through his eyes has you flushing. He definitely caught you checking him out. Finally your brain catches up to what he’s asked you. “Everything okay angel?” Blinking quickly, you look down at your feet, shoes scraping the doormat. It reminds you of the reason you knocked on the door in the first place. Looking back up at him, your lips curl over your teeth by a fraction. Frustration returns to your body, grounding you as you seem to snap out of your thoughts.

“Yeah uhhh.” The edge of your shoe catches the welcome mat and you nudge it. “I’m missin’ a little something.” His brows dip again, but then an exasperated sigh is falling from his lips and a light dusting of pink dances across the tip of his nose up to his ears. One hand comes up to scratch the back of his neck, his bicep straining against the arm of the t-shirt he’d just put on. His other hand tucks into the pocket of his gray sweats. “Fuck I got caught up. Lowkey I was supposed to put your shit under the door when I got home and I had to handle something on the phone so I forgot.” He looks so endearingly bashful, the annoyance that has settled in your chest dissipates like smoke. Awkwardly, you scuff your toe against the ground, shrugging as nonchalantly as you can manage. “It’s fine I just, was hopin to get it and go.”

“Here, come on in and I’ll get it for you.” He moves to the side, a jerk of his chin the only hint of an invite you get to coming inside. Still feeling awkward inside of your own skin, you follow him in, arms still crossed like a shield. You offer him a tiny half smile as you cross the threshold, moving past him. There’s a crackle of electricity as you move past him that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up straight.

Chewing on the corner of your lip as you turn to look at him, you find heated and amused onyx eyes trained on you, His mouth tugs up in the corner again and a smirk spreads across his cheeks. “Whatcha lookin so nervous for?” He moves past you, his movements, fluid and smooth. When he moves past you, he glances slightly over his shoulder with a wink. “I don’t bite. Come on, my shit’s in my room.” There’s a heat that crawls up your neck and face, and you’re sure that your whole face is on fire as you trail behind him, hands going into your hoodie pockets. You’ve left your shoes at the front door, and your socked feet pad quietly behind him. “Didn’t say you did. Just kinda weird in here when ‘s quiet.” He chuckles as he opens the door to a room you recall being in once. It’d been filled with hazy smoke, and there’d been people packed in here like sardines, passing around blunts and listening to bass heavy music. You also briefly remember that it’s the night he put his number in your phone. You’d been leaning against the desk that night, while he sat in his desk chair right next to you.

At one point you’d been zoned out, sufficiently buzzed and listening to all the noise around you. A single finger had looped in your belt loop and tugged to get your attention. He’d checked on you, made sure you were good and given you water, watching with eyes that were more alert than they should have been for someone who had smoked as much as he had. His finger stayed hooked in the belt loop of your shorts the entire conversation and he’d only let go when your friends called your name, dragging you out of the room. But not before he’d tugged on your shorts, plucking your phone out of your back pocket. He put his number in and shot you a look that could only be described as heated. “In case you’re ever in need of some good bud.” Recalling the heat that had flowed in between the two of you, you want to bolt out of there like the entire place is on fire. It’s unnerving, it makes your insides hot and the feeling makes something in you burn specifically for the man in front of you to look at you the way he did just a mere week ago. “Yeah, ‘s a lil weird when people aren’t here but it’s nice to have a quiet night in. My roommates are both out tonight. Eatin’ at your joint tonight I think Did you just get out of work?” He takes a seat at his desk, turning the chair so he’s facing you. He pats the bed that’s pushed up next to it, motioning for you to take a seat.

Hopping up, you nearly groan in relief at being off your feet and something so soft. His eyebrows raise as he pulls out a scale, a jar full of bud and a small green pill bottle from the bottom drawer of his desk. “You good?” If your face gets any hotter, you’re pretty sure you’re going to resemble the surface of the sun. “Yeah I’m good. Just had a long day at work. I opened the restaurant this morning and ended up staying later than I mean to cover one of the other girls who was late and…” You trail off with a shrug as you tuck your hands into the sleeves of your oversized hoodie. “I didn’t realize how much my feet hurt until I sat down.” “Mmmm.” He makes a non committal noise as he measures out product. Long deft fingers are fucking with the scale, placing a pill bottle on it and dropping little green nugs into it. “You said 3gs right?” “Uh yeah. Don’t need much, just a little to relax this weekend. I finally have a weekend off and I’m gonna take full advantage of it.” You grin despite yourself, thoughts of a freshly rolled blunt and food with a bottle of wine and the softness of your couch filling you with happiness.

“Damn girl, look at you.” The tips of your ears start to feel the same heat as your face as he looks at you with a teasing grin. “Got any specific plans?” “I’m going to melt into my couch and not move for three days.” You bite your lower lip when he fully turns to you, a thoughtful look crossing his handsome face. He twirls the pill bottle in his fingers as he looks at you, eyes half lidded with an emotion you’re not sure you want to name.

The both of you are friends, acquaintances really and you’re not entirely sure if you’re ready to cross the line to anything besides that. But the way he’s looking at you promises something inevitable. He holds the bottle out for you and before your fingertips even brush it, he snatches it back towards himself, a smirk planted on his mouth. “How about you start your relaxing weekend here?”

Your brows furrow and your lip sticks out in the softest pout. A sharp protest sits at the tip of your tongue and you can’t help the whine that comes out in your tone. “Hey!”

“How about… You start the relaxation now?” Your brow furrows as he speaks, confusion flitting across your face. You stare at him for a long moment, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“What do you mean?” “I mean, smoke with me.” He leans backwards in his chair, reaching for a pack of blunts. Honey white owls, the same as he had at the party. It’s a good flavor, one of your favorites and it’s so tempting to start now. His bed is soft and his room is surprisingly clean, and it smells like a mix of his cologne and extremely good bud. Plus it’s one on one time that you two have never had before outside of a stolen moment of him grabbing you a drink in the middle of one of his and his roommate’s parties. “Come on angel, I don’t bite and it looks like you could use the chance to unwind.” “I have food in the car.” It’s the only thing that comes out when your mouth opens even though the word ‘yes’ lingers on the tip of your tongue. “I don’t want it goin bad or anything…” Trailing off, when his onyx orbs stay planted on yours, you realize that any argument is futile and you sigh. The mega watt grin that he gives you speaks of his satisfaction over his victory and he holds his hand out. “Gimme your keys. I’ll bring your food in and put it in the kitchen for ya.” Smacking your lanyard in his outstretched palm, you can’t help but roll your eyes at his instance and the boyish charm that drifts across his face. In exchange, he plops a rolling tray in your lap with strict instructions to start rolling while he gets your things sorted.

This is crazy. Absolutely insane that one smile from this male had you turning into putty in front of him and you grumble under your breath but get to rolling away. When he walks out it’s silent except for the sounds of the metal grinder in your hands.

It’s a familiar mindless process of rolling, and you do it quickly and efficiently. By the time he walks back in with your purse in hand you’re licking the end of the blunt wrap to seal it. His eyes flick down to your pink tongue that sticks out from your pretty glossed lips. You don’t even notice as you’re focused on what you’re doing, brow furrowed cutely in frustration.

“Lemme see how good you did ma.” Your eyes flick up to his at the use of the pet name at the end of his sentence and you give him a bland look that has his lip tugging up in a smile again. You hand him the blunt before leaning forward to place his rolling tray on the desk, not realizing as you do that he’s already walking forwards. Your shoulder bumps into his abdomen, the same chiseled one you spotted earlier when he was sliding his shirt on.

You scowl when you hear his low chuckle sound throughout the room. “If you wanted to hug me that badly you should have asked.” Your lip curls over your teeth as he plops down on the bed in front of you. “You think you’re real slick aren’t you?” “I know I am.” He throws you a wink as he polyps down on the bed, leaning against the wall as you lean back against the headboard, pulling your knees up. Pulling a lighter from his pocket, he hands the blunt back to you along with the lighter. “Guests light up.” “Thanks.” There’s a soft shick of the lighter sparking, and then a sizzle as you hold it to the end of the blunt and inhale. Draken doesn’t say anything while you take your first deep inhale, instead opting to turn on the bluetooth speaker that rests on the shelf mounted to the wall above his bed. There’s a gentle boom of the system connecting, and then a few notes fill the room before music starts to flow out. Despite your reservations your shoulders relax a fraction as you blow out the smoke you’ve held in, the familiar pepper and citrus taste of the bud heavy in your airway and drifting over your tongue. You take another deep inhale, deep enough to make your lashes flutter and you’re completely unaware of the eyes that are currently glued to your face.

Draken doesn’t think he’s ever seen someone as pretty as you. All soft curves and shiny locks. A pretty smile that stretches wide over your cheeks. The way your head tilts back a little when you laugh and your nose scrunches. Truthfully, he was floored the first time you rolled up with your friends at one of the infamous house parties. You looked so out of place, skittish and shy until your friend shoved a blunt in your direction and told you to relax. Come to find out there’s a little fire, a spark that simmers underneath the shy outer shell. He can’t help that you’re intriguing enough for him to want to know what it looks like when you strip away all the layers to where you burn. Burn for him.

Your eyes open as you let out your second inhale and you lean forward, holding out the blunt for him. Your small, soft hands brush past his large calloused ones and the warmth that radiates off of them makes him want to groan as he thinks about how they would look wrapped around his length. He has to fight the temptation to grab one down while he places the blunt to his lips, right in the place where your glossed lips have been.

The cherry flavor from your lips gloss lingers on the blunt, mixing with the flavor of weed and the blunt wrap. His mind drifts to the thought of what you would taste like. If he sucks your tongue, would you taste like cherry and bud and something else? He inhales and looks at you again through heavy lids. Truthfully he’d smoked half a blunt the minute he’d gotten off work, but the thought of sharing one with you was too tempting to pass up.

When you’d sunk onto his mattress like it was your salvation he jumped at his chance and for now, he can tell he made the right call.

Now that he’s got you here though, there’s a little bit of hesitancy that lingers in the pit of his stomach. It’s been a long time since he’s tried something like this with someone who’s caught his attention like you have. It makes his insides churn with anticipation and he can’t help but sigh out his inhale, the smoke curling out of his mouth. One of the first things he noticed about you is that you don’t have the need to fill the silence with empty words. You’re content sitting with him in the silence, and it’s something he appreciates after a full day of dealing with customers. He takes his second inhale before he’s handing the blunt back. His eyes stay on yours when he wonders when this.. Tension that’s been building between the two of you is going to pop.

It’s like a bubble that traps the two of you in it, but instead of expanding, it shrinks, pressing down and pushing you two into each other. It’s been a month and a half since the first time you graced his doorstep and he’s thought of you every other minute since.

You’re about halfway through the blunt when you let out a sigh, sinking a little further into the pillows. You lick your lips and he tracks the way the tip of your tongue wets your plus mouth. Bloodshot eyes drift up to look into his, and he watches as a smile tugs at the corners of your lips. “Thanks for this. I really needed it.” “Any time angel. You know. You’re kind of my favorite customer. Although you can’t tell anyone else that. They might start askin’ for special treatment and then I’ll be outta a side hustle.” He reaches over and grips your ankle, tugging a little in jest. His thumb brushes over the pretty anklet dangling around it and the minute the metal hits his thumb something shifts.

He traces the delicate gold chain, running his thumb over the tiny links. It glints against your skin, a little angel dangling from the chain and resting against the hollow of your ankle. A low dangerous chuckle vibrates through his chest even though the energy in the room is anything but light hearted. “Guess I was spot on with the nickname.”

“Yeah…” Your voice is just as low as his, as if, if you speak too loudly you’ll break whatever tentative vibe has taken over the room. “Um Draken?” “Ken.” He mumbles it as he moves, leaning a little closer. He leans on his elbow with your feet near his abdomen, nearly laying on his side as he blinks over at you. “Call me Ken.” “Ken..” The sound of his name leaving your mouth in a near whimper does him completely in.

Before he thinks too much, before his nerves get the best of him, he places the blunt directly in between your lips. There’s not much left to it, maybe one last hit. “Finish it.” There’s a soft demand in his tone and the feeling in his chest gives way to admiration as you do exactly as you’re told. “Ash tray is on the desk.” He murmurs the sentence out as he presses his lips directly to your anklet. You let out a soft whine before you swallow dryly, half lidded eyes taking in the sight of this big broad man laying the softest kidd on your skin. “I…” “You can tell me to stop when you want me to.” He looks up at you, his nose skimming the skin of your calf. The sight of it, the heat from the weed and the overall tension pops as you shake your head. “Don’t… Please don’t stop.” Your cheeks burn even hotter than before when he grins a heated smile up at you. Your breath starts to come a little faster as he works his way up your leg, large, rough, warm calloused hands moving up your calves to the back of your knees, spreading them wide enough for him to slot himself between. His hands don’t stop moving, massaging your sore calves. His fingers knead the knotted muscles so expertly and gently, you can’t help but melt into the touch. Your eyes slide shut and your mouth drops open in a groan. The moment your attention is off of him, he takes his chance, grabbing you and sliding your hips forward. You yelp in surprise when your back meets the mattress and he gives another deep chuckle, one that shoots a bolt of heat straight to your core. You’ve always been touchy when high, when your senses are heightened to a point where pleasure gets overwhelming. You swallow thickly and open your eyes so they’re glued to his. The music in the room continues to fill the space where both of you linger, and you’re unwilling to break the vibe besides a groan when his hands move from your calves to the top of your thighs. Squirming despite yourself, your eyes finally fall from his to where the backs of your thighs rest on the top of his. He’s broad in between your legs and your heart jumps in your chest as he moves to shit back on his heels. Draken’s - no Ken - is glued to the apex of your thighs, right where your clothed core rests. It’s right below his growing erection and the sight of you squirming underneath it makes him impossibly harder. “Fuck that’s a fuckin’ pretty sight.” You may have been unwilling to break the silence but a high Ken is also a vocal and touchy Ken. Reaching down, his hands skim up your thighs, over the flesh of your plush ass to your waist. He grips it hard, tugging you to sit up so he can slot his mouth against yours. Even cotton mouthed from smoking, it’s the sloppiest kiss of your life, His soft lips meet yours and he presses hard, claiming your mouth. He consumes you, prying your mouth open with his tongue. He strokes it against yours, one of his hands coming up to thread in the strands of hair at the nape of your neck. His fingers thread into your hair and he tugs, tilting your head back so your throat is exposed. A whimper leaves your throat and small hands come up to clutch at his forearms.

You push back against him, tentatively letting your tongue meet his, stroke for stroke. There’s little strings of saliva that connect the two of you when he finally finds it in him to pull away. It’s lewd and wet, your eyes glazed over as they flick down to take in the sight. The hand on your waist leaves, coming up to tap on your lower lip. “Open.” The command is stern, growled out in impatience until you obey, mouth dropping open. You cling to the edges of your shyness, and as much as he finds it endearing, he’s waited too long for this. “Stick out your tongue.” You’re practically panting as you do as you’re told and two fingers are laid on the wet pink muscle, rubbing against it. Your eyes widen and another whine slides out around his fingers, muffled and wet. “There we go. Feels good doesn’t it?” This man hasn’t even gotten you out of your clothing and you feel like you’re going to cum already. How he figured out your oral fixation you’ll never know but he’s exploiting it to it’s extent, moving his fingers in and out of your mouth. All you can do is cling to him and suck, little whimpers and moans falling out around his large fingers. Your hips start moving on their own accord, rolling against him until he’s tugging you into his lap, settling your aching core over his tented sweats. His hand in your hair trails down to your hip, rolling you over his erection with a groan. Every noise you make spurs on his insatiable need, and even though he feels impatient, even though he feels like tearing through every layer of clothing you two currently have on, it’s nothing compared to the desperate way your hips are chasing your high.

“Shhhhh.” The hand at your hip cups your ass, squeezing the denim of your shorts. The seam presses into your dripping core, the pressure of it and his length currently pressing into it with every roll of your hips makes electricity creep up your spine. Your eyes widen and you begin sucking his fingers even harder as the band in your belly starts to tighten. “Go ahead. Go ahead angel, show me how good this feels.”

Your eyes drift shut and your brow furrows just as cutely as he knew it would. A single tear gathers on the corner of your shut eye and with a shudder you come apart on top of him, just from him grinding you down on him and letting you suck on his fingers. He guides your hips against him the whole way through it, waiting until your mouth lets up on his fingers. Waits until the fierce sucking of his fingers eases into small kitten licks and your hips slow to a stop.

“That good baby?”

You can’t believe you feel this good already. Your mind is already halfway numb from a combination of the weed and his overwhelming presence, but a shyness lingers around the edges of your psyche and you can’t help the flush that takes over your cheeks. His fingers draw out slow, gentle as he drags them down your lower lip and over your chin. Realization of how easily he’s turned you to putty in his hands washes over you and your eyes widen a fraction.

Embarrassed, you lean forward, tucking your face into the crook of his neck. His entire chest rumbles with a deep laugh that sounds more like a rumble. “I.. I’m sorry I….”

He shifts, moving the both of you. Your world spins and all of a sudden you find yourself still in his lap, but now he’s got his back against the headboard. “That was the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long fuckin time.” Opening your mouth to apologize for a second time, you don’t even have the chance to say a single word when his mouth claims yours again. This kiss is hotter than the last one, a new burning passion to see you fall apart coming through every stroke of his lips. He swallows your whines, only breaking apart from you whip your shirt and hoodie off of your frame. You can’t even believe for a second that you let him, raising your arms to help. The sight of you sitting there in your pretty lace bra lights an even hotter fire in onyx orbs. Fingers dance up your spine while he brings his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking a line across your jaw and down your neck. You melt, hands slipping underneath his shirt to trace your fingers along the ridges of his abdomen. You trace every muscle with curious fingertips until you splay your palms flat on his stomach pushing his shirt up and over his head. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty.” The compliment flows from his lips as he sucks on your collar bone. You’re grateful you have the next three days off, because the marks he’s leaving are going to be impossible to cover up. Another soft whine leaves your lips as his tongue flattens and runs over the swell of your breast. The sight of it makes fire lick up your insides but a flash of silver in the middle of the pink muscle makes you stop cold. He has a fucking tongue piercing.

Currently he’s using that to his advantage as he slides your bra off, gathering both of your breasts in his hands and kneading the fat as he pushes them together. “Pretty fuckin’ tits. Fuckin’gorgeous.” His thumb swirls over your nipple before he’s dragging his tongue over it so the ball of his piercing flicks it hard. You squeal, squirming in his hold. You’re tempted to dart out of his lap, roll off of him and take a breather but he bucks his hips up at the same time he scrapes his teeth across the stiffened peak and your head tips back, another sinful moan falling from your mouth.

He shifts and the world spins again, your back hitting the plush mattress as he leans over you, raining kisses down your rib cage, sucking on the skin so hard it bruises. He does this in a path all the way down your abdomen, and you never thought you’d be this needy after already cumming, but there is a pulsing want and ache that only he can fill pulsing in between your legs. You’re practically panting by the time he reaches the spot you need him the most.

Your thighs are practically shaking when his big hands grab the back, pushing them towards your chest. A sharp nose runs up the seam of your shorts up to the button. “W-Wait, I…” “God you smell so fuckin good. I gotta taste you baby. Need to see how pretty she looks after she came for me.” Dark lashes brush his cheek bones as he looks up at you and pops the button of your shorts open with his teeth. You swallow thickly and thread your fingers into his hair, almost tugging it free from the ponytail it’s in as you lift your hips for him to slide your shorts off.

The rumbling growl that leaves his chest makes your eyes roll back, and your weeping hole to clench around nothing. His thumbs come up to your folds, spreading them open for him as you buck your hips up, chest heaving with deprived pants. “Please. Please.” You beg without even really knowing what you’re begging for, just needing something, anything to relieve the fire that’s starting to consume. Your high still hasn’t worn off and the extra sensitivity from where his touch presses into you is driving you close to the edge. “Ken, please.”

“Look at me.” His rough tone is demanding, drawing your attention to him as your mouth twists in desperation. “Keep your eyes on me or I stop. Ya hear me angel?”

You nod, but his hand darts out to grab your jaw, squeezing your cheeks until you speak, your tone cracking a little with want. “Yes, I hear you.” “Good girl.” His eyes stay on yours as he dips down, releasing your jaw in favor for spreading you wider. He purses his lips, before he lets out a long string of saliva, thumbs spreading you open again so he can watch as it drips in between your folds. You clench even though you’re achingly empty, a soft gasp filling the air in between you too. It bleeds into loud keen when his mouth finally touches you.

He sucks one of your folds into his mouth and your hands tighten in his hair as he alternates, sucking them until they turn puffy, swollen and aching with need. He moans into your pussy, running his tongue through your slick until the ball of his piercing flicks harshly against your clit. A squeal sounds from above him and he does it again, over and over until you’re bucking wildly onto his tongue.

He should prep you. He needs to prep you but your walls are already to spasm around his tongue and he’ll be damned if he lets you come anywhere but his cock.

Pulling away and sitting up just enough to work his dick out, he thrusts forward, his heavy, thick cock smacking against your abdomen. Your eyes fly open and you look down, letting out a desperate whine when you realize his length extends well past your belly button.

He’s got the prettiest, heaviest cock you’ve ever seen. Swollen and red, the slit weeping pretty pearls of precum that streak your stomach as he lets his length smack down on your abdomen again. “‘S not gonna fit.”

You look up at him with wide watery eyes, lips parted as you pant despondently. But no matter how much your voice shakes, your hips move, trying to slip him inside as desire takes over every cell in your body. “Ken, ‘s not gonna-” He chuckles breathlessly, sweat starting to break out on his hairline as he draws back to rub the aching head of his cock along your folds. “‘S gonna fit angel. Imma make it fit.” Slowly, he pushes in, head tilting back as he starts to push in despite the resistance he’s met with. You’re so fuckin’ tight he’s pretty sure that he’s already ready to blow his load and he’s only got the tip in. “Goddamn. Fuuuuuck.” The little high pitched whines that fall from your plush mouth and he can’t helo but reach down and grab your waist in his broad hands. Grip bruinsingly tight, he fucks into you, pulling out and fucking back in shallowly, inch by agonizing inch. Your pussy is gripped around him so tight it’s practically strangling his cock. “Relax ‘f me. God you’re so fuckin’ tight angel. Need you to relax.” A shuddering breath leaves your mouth, and his thumb drifts down to the little bundle of nerves that pokes out, working it in slow circles. Your thighs shake even more as you give. Your walls relax, eyes rolling back as his entire length finally sinks into you. A wet cry leaves your throat as tears leak from your eyes and the man above you lets out a moan so deep you feel it in your own soul. “There it is. Fuckin’ took the whole thing. Such a good girl.” Your hands grip the sheets, lower lip trembling as a tiny sob leaves your mouth. “Ken… so full. I’m so full. ‘S too big Ken. ‘S too fucking bi-” Before you can finish your sentence he’s pulling out and sliding back in, using the grip he has on your waist to drag you up and down his length. You cry out, loud and high as he bumps into your cervix. Your chest heaves and you squeeze your eyes shut as he starts to move you up and down. He’s so big and broad and strong all you can do is lay there and take it as he moves you up and down, eyes glued to the way your slick is coating his cock, how some of it sticks to his abdomen. Strings of slick connect the two of you as he moves you, practically the length of his cock, soaking even his thighs. One of his warm palms spreads out over your abdomen and he pushes down on the bulge that’s appeared. His mouth practically pours out filth as he pushes on his cock pushing through your stomach and you scream his name. “Fuck baby. Look at that. Pokin’ through your stomach. You look so fuckin sexy like this. So fuckin pretty all fucked out on my cock. You like that baby?” You nod, sobbing as he starts to move you faster, your clit hitting his pelvis with every rough smack of his hips. The orgasm that hits you, hits you out of nowhere, hard and fast and so overwhelming that you see nothing but pure white. “‘M cummin’ fuck fuck fuck fuck ‘m cummin!” Your legs kick out and shake as your cream around his cock, a frothy ring of white forming as he fucks you. He hasn’t let up, his grip still tight on your waist as he moves you, rolling his hips into and fucking you onto him. His head dips down into the crook of your neck, heavy pants brushing past the skin of your neck as you sob and keen through your orgasm. Your hands fly up to bury into his hair, moving until your arms are wrapped around his neck. All you can do is hang on as he fucks up into, using your body for his pleasure. “Takin’ my cock so fuckin’ well angel. You were made for it. Made to take my cock.” His breath stutters on the sentence as your velvet walls pulse around him and you whimper, your nails digging into his muscular shoulders. His masculine scent envelopes you, and everything about him crowds your senses as he drives into you. The entire room is filled with the sounds of your slick squelching around his cock, the cries that fall from your mouth and the filthy words he breathes harshly into your ear.

“I’m gonna fill you up. I have to. Have to fill this fuckin’. Perfect. Pussy.” Each word of is enunciated by a sharp thrust of his hips and you practically wail out his name.

“Can’t.. Can’t take anymore Ken please.” Bleary, misty eyes look up at him, blinking past tears as your body jolts with the force of each thrust. His pace is picking up and he’s huffing out deep breaths, and you can tell by the way his abdomen tightens that he’s about to cum. His thrusts are getting sloppier, but you’re right on the edge with him, walls starting to clamp down again. “Ken I can’t!” “You can.” He places a soft kiss right under your jaw, dragging his lips up until they’re resting against yours. “I know you can. Give me one more baby.” You try to shake your head but your mouth falls open when a hand snakes between you two again and starts to make firm circles on your swollen puffy clit. “Ken.. please I…”

Your cheeks heat and your hiccup out an embarrassed sob. You’re not inexperienced by any means, but you’ve never had something that feels like this. That feels this overwhelming and good. You’ve never had someone who fills you this much, who hits every sensitive spot, whose cock is so big it sticks out from your tummy and pushes past your cervix with every sharp thrust. There’s a foreign feeling that’s settled in your stomach and it increases the more he plays with your clit and with every thrust that rams into the tight ring of muscle inside of you. Words tumble out before you can stop them and the minute they’re out, embarrassment and lust flood you in the same instant and it makes you dizzy. “Ken please.. Feel like I’m gonna go to the bathroom!” A rumbling groan is the only answer and his thumb speeds up its pace, his thrusts sloppy. “Fuckin’ squirt baby. Squirt on my fuckin’ cock. I know you can. Make a mess ‘f me.” Another sharp thrust and a pinch of your clit sends hurtling into oblivion as you do just that. Your last release comes squirting out of you, coating his hand, his thighs, the mattress, his abdomen. You feel it run down the swell of your ass as you cry, your nails clawing at his back as you call out his name, sobbing and cumming as he doesn’t relent, panting and groaning into your neck. Hot ropes of cum start to coat your insides, filling you to the brim as he moans. It’s unhinged and messy, his cock head pushing past your cervix to coat your insides, filling your womb almost overly full. Your name leaves his mouth in a rumbling shout before his teeth sink into your shoulder, biting down to muffle the moans that leave his throat.

His hips finally slow and he lays his forehead into the crook of your neck, his hands drifting down to your quivering thighs, massaging them as you both catch your breath. You let your palms lay flat on his broad back, running them up and down as little shuddering breaths leave you.

Finally moving to look down at you, he blinks the sweat out of his eyes, brushing the hair out of yours. Both of you are a mess, covered in sweat and slick, your entire body marked with his love bites and his back scratched from your nails.

Bliss and submission is written over your face and your eyes drift shut as his palm comes to cup your cheek. You’re so good for him, it makes his chest squeeze tight. He’s already softening inside of you, and surprisingly, you both still feel a little high, the combination of pleasure, euphoria and rapture making it that much more heightened.

Both of you hiss as he slides out of you, moving so he’s hovering over you and bringing you to relax your legs completely. There’s a few moments of silence, soaking in each other’s presence.The air between you two settles into something you’re not sure you’re ready to name and you turn your head to say something to him, but find him already staring at you. He pulls you onto his chest, uncaring of the sticky sweaty mess you’ve become. His hand drags up your spine slowly, gently, and he pushes your head down so it’s tucked onto his shoulder. Ken is gentle as he continues to rub up and down your spine, grounding you and bringing you back down to earth. Humming contently, you drift until a rumbling laugh rouses you, and you move your chin until it rests on the top of his chest and you’re looking into those dark alluring eyes. Your hand comes up to trace the dragon tattoo on the smooth skin on the side of his head, following the inky black swirls as he continues to dance his fingertips up and down your skin. “So… wanna smoke again?”

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bakubabes-tatakae · 7 months

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Welcome to Kinktober 2023 everyone. 👏 Enjoy 31 days of pure smut next month. We're officially in our third year of this beautiful time. 😈This year's pieces won't be full-length like I've been trying to do because I know it's a lot harder to get them done that way, but I'll make them as long as I can for you guys. And we're changing things up. I order to make sure I get something out from all of the blogs we're gonna be doing this as a collaboration.😙

If you want to be added to the taglist simply DM me, shoot me an ask, or even reply to this post. 🙌 I can add you to only certain characters, the whole thing, or only certain kinks. Can’t wait for everyone to see what we’ll be getting up to this year. 😉 Age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist.

If you don’t want to see the Kinktober stuff for this year then simply blacklist the tag: #bakubabes kinktober

Now take a peek at what’s to come in a month. 👇 If the date looks like this then that means that the piece is in the queue and waiting for your viewing pleasure. I’ll link them here as they release as well.

Left To Complete Before Release: (18/31)

Day 1 - Gagging || Tobio Kageyama || "Haikyuu!!" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 2 - Massages || Eren Yeager || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 3 - Ownership || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 4 - Desperation || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Tokyo Revengers" by @drakendaydreams

Day 5 - Wall Sex || Shouta Aizawa || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 6 - Hurt/Comfort Sex || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 7 - Cunnilingus || Zora Ideale || "Black Clover" by @idealedreamer

Day 8 - Anal Sex || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

Day 9 - Cum Marking || Kiba Inuzuka || "Naruto" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 10 - First Times || Connie Springer || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 11 - Face-Fucking || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 12 - Cock Warming || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || Tokyo Revengers by @drakendaydreams

Day 13 - Public Sex || Katsuki Bakugou || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 14 - Hair Pulling || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 15 - Tit-Fucking || Zora Ideale || "Black Clover" by @idealedreamer

Day 16 - Master/Slave || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

Day 17 - Power Play || Benimaru Shinmon || "Fire Force" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 18 - Shotgunning || Porco Galliard || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 19 - Overstimulation || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 20 - Hand Job || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Tokyo Revengers" by @drakendaydreams

Day 21 - Phone Sex || Katsuki Bakugou || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 22 - Mirror Sex || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 23 - Tattoos || Zora Ideale || "Black Clover" by @idealedreamer

Day 24 - Lingerie || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

Day 25 - Shower Sex || Izaya Orihara || "Durarara!!" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 26 - Handcuffs || Eren Yeager || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 27 - Dry Humping || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 28 - Breast Worship || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Tokyo Revengers" by @drakendaydreams

Day 29 - Spanking || Katsuki Bakugou || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 30 - Face-Sitting || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 31 - Somnophilia || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

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bakubabes-tatakae · 8 months