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Kaiju no. 8

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October 1st || Matsukawa Issei

—tw/cw: restraints, foreign object penetration, cropping, biting, scratching, rough sex, unprotected sex

—wc: 1,670

☼ a/n: And here we go with the first fiction to start off my kinktober! I hope you all enjoy reading the stories to come!

Masterlists: Main Masterlist || NSFW Masterlist || Kinktober 2022

"Who's my pretty whore?"

You let out a loud whimper as Matsukawa dragged his fingers up your legs and across your wet cunt, just underneath the riding crop. "I-I am."

"Hm?" He flicked the riding crop that he had plunged into your throbbing pussy, sending waves of pleasure and pain through your aching body.

"I am, Master!" You cried out as he grabbed the leather with his finger and pulled it out a bit and pushed back as he pulled it down, making you cry out more.

Matsukawa had complete control over you for the evening, restraining you, cropping, biting, scratching and so much more. Everything Matsukawa did had complete reigns over everything that stimulated you. And hell, after 6 years together, he better have known how to give you maximum pleasure and that he did. That he did.

"Mmmm..." He purred out. "Good girl." Using his finger that was looped through the leather fold, he ever so slowly pulled the handle out of your insides. "Fuck. I love it when you squirm for me." He spoke just before he grazed his tongue down your inner thigh, his breath pulsing over your wetness, causing you to pulse and Mattsun to chuckle deeply. "Such a pretty pussy, it's practically screaming to be touched."

His hot breath lapped over you and you struggled hard not to buck up your hips, knowing full well that if you did, he'd deny you further of the feeling you itched for– his cock. But you also knew that he wasn't close to being done playing with you at all.

Suddenly, your toes curled and your thighs twitched as his mouth covered your sopping wet folds. "Isseiii..." You moaned and you felt him chuckle against you, his teeth vibrating on your clit.

Now, you call him Master when he commands it, like telling you to reiterate something to him, especially when he was extremely dominant. But most of the time, his name would accompany the lewd cries he'd elicit from your mouth. And he loved it, so much so that he'd demand you to say his name as well.

"Your voice is such a turn on, the way you say my name." He growled and plunged his tongue into your folds, making you cry out in ecstasy. He moaned against your cunt as he continuously penetrated you, his hard wet muscle driving you insane.

His hands traveled down your thighs, nails dragging along, leaving marks in their wake. He pushed open your legs a bit more to comfortably fit his head down there, allowing him to move more freely. Your hands itched to touch him, to at least curl your fingers in his wavy black locks but the cuffs holding your hand back against the headboard prevented you from doing so.

The cuffs around your ankles also stopped you from clenching your thighs together, which made it a hell of a lot easier for Mattsun to play with that riding crop that was inside you. You just laid there writhing in ecstasy, your head digging into the pillow, your chest heaving. "Fuuuck Issei." You whimpered while he didn't let up, savagely licking, sucking and pushing in and around your cunt. "J-Jesus."

You struggled to hold back your hips, every muscle in your body working overtime to keep your hips at bay.

He played with you for a good 5 minutes, just enjoying himself as he got harder and harder with your whimpers, moans and illicit words. "My pretty little whore looks like she's ready for my cock, hmm?" He purred as he used his arm to wipe off his mouth. He eyed your red, sweaty body that was littered with black and blue hickeys, bite marks and scratches. "Fuck~" His hand traveled up and down your body, pinching and tweaking your nipples a bit before he continued.

"Nnghhaa." Your head fell to the side as he did so, your breasts already throbbing from the roughness when Mattsun relentlessly attacked your nipples earlier.

"Yeah, I definitely think you're ready." He spoke as his fingers rubbed against your clit, moving down your folds and dipping into your pussy as he moved up and down. "Goddamn." He growled as he massaged the wetness surrounding your cunt. "Most... definitely..." He breathed out heavily and hungrily as he pulled down his pants, releasing the immense pressure that had built up.

You whimpered as he used the juices from your cunt to lube up his cock. He threw his head back as he began pumping and his shoulders shuttered. He lined up with your entrance and pushed in, so slowly that it was absolutely antagonizing but it gave you crazy pleasure. You whimpered in both pain and pleasure as he stretched you out to his size.

But as soon as he saw your shoulders relax, he pulled back his hips and slammed back into you. You'd have jumped off the bed if you weren't restrained. You cried out and your chest started heaving as he relentlessly kept pounding into you, his head being thrown back as pleasure erupted through his body.

An animalistic growl bubbled in his throat as he drilled inside of you, bucking your body while his hips met with yours. He licked his lips when his eyes met yours, a dark smile coloring his face while he watched the tears stream down your cheeks, knowing it was a mix of both pain and pleasure.

"Baby, moan for me louder. I can barely hear you baby girl." His fingers dug into your hips as he rocked into your body.

You began rattling off moans left and right as your senses were filled with ecstasy and dear god, you wanted to pull him close to you so badly. "Issseiii..." You moaned his name deeply and looked into his eyes, begging him to release you from the holds on your body.

He bit his lip, staring down at you with hunger. He latched his hands onto your breasts for the moment, squeezing and digging his nails around your sensitive flesh. You knew he was taking this time to do something rough before he let you go. And like you knew, he leaned down after he slammed into you roughly, staying deep inside your wet cunt as he unlocked the strains against your wrist and then easing back and undoing your ankles.

"As much as I like you tied up, I love how much you squirm underneath me when you aren't held back. Plus..." He rolled over quickly, expertly bringing you up on top of him, keeping himself snuggly buried in you. "I like it better when you're on top. Gives a... better view." He growled the last part, bringing his hands up, once again to grab onto his favorite part of you. Your breasts.

You chuckled lightly, only to have your laughter get overtaken by a deep moan as he pushed up into you, burying himself in you as deep as you could take. "Issei!" You squeaked out and soon enough his hands moved to your hips, even though you were on top, and took complete control over the situation.

Your hands flew forwards as you caught yourself against his chest, being rocked into oblivion. You let out a sighed moan and fixed yourself, leaning backwards and propping your hands on his thighs, riding him out.

Deciding you had this, he brought one hand to your breast and the thumb on his other hand began stimulating your clit and just as he began rubbing, an orgasm shook through your body. "Fuuuuck~" Matsukawa moaned out as you sucked him into you while you came hard. "You hadn't even been up there for a minute."

You breathed heavily, your head hanging back while you kept yourself propped up. After a moment, you brought your lust glazed eyes down to him, your mouth ajar and he knew you were near your breaking point. Hell, you came at least 6 times all night and he just aroused another one that seared through your veins.

Once your high from that last orgasm finished rushing through your body, you began to collapse on top of Matsukawa only to have him place you down on the bed. You rested on your stomach and you knew what he was going to do. He pulled up your body from your waist, lifting your ass in the air as he placed 2 pillows underneath you.

Soon enough, your moans filled the room again as he drove his cock back into you, your face pushing down against the mattress. "Nnnngh... Issei... Fuck..." Your body was rag-dolling as Matsukawa basically used your limp body for his own pleasure. His hands were grasped around your waist and he pushed you down while drilling into you, filling you in all the right spots as he hit the one that drove you insane.

You immediately felt another orgasm coil in your heat and you knew he was close to his release as he began relishing more in how you felt clenching around him. His head fell back and the moans he began producing sent you over the edge. His moans were so sultry as they ran through your ears. "Fuck Y/N~" He moaned out and you felt him pulse inside of you, his thrusts staggering while he filled you.

His breathing filled the room, a lot louder than yours and he let out a satisfied chuckle. "Goddamn." His chest rose and fell quickly while he caught his breath back. "You made quite the mess."

"Says the one whose cum is sliding down my thighs..." You laughed and sighed, wiping off the mess with your bed’s comforter. "God, I don't wanna move..." You slowly brought yourself up and off the bed.

"Let's take a bath and go to bed." He tilted your head to the side and kissed you.

"That's fine with me, as long as you make the bed." You booped his nose with your finger and began wobbling across the room, awaiting that well needed bath.

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October 1st is up!!!!

Hello hello hello! For I am back for round 2 of Kinktober! I didn't get though as many as I wanted to back in 2021 but hey, I've spaced myself out better and will be doing what I know is good for me!

I will try for some darker content than I'm normally used to, may not happen but I have ideas in the works! Warnings will be included before the story so please keep watch out for those. Do NOT interact with anything that will be triggering!

Main Masterlist || NSFW Masterlist

I will be doing fics for Haikyuu!, Attack on Titan, Tokyo Revengers and Jujutsu Kaisen! I am however throwing one Gangsta. fic in here because I am writing one that needs to be in here.

I'm not going to be taking any requests! I already have my list and stories planned out! After kinktober, if anyone is interested, I wouldn't mind taking requests but as for now, I wont be taking any.

Now, onto the list!

I will be putting the fandom but not the character so there will be some sort of surprise for when it comes out!

✢ my list isn't set in stone and is subject to change!

✧⇴OCTOBER 1. ↳ Matsukawa Issei || wc: 1,670 ↳ tw: restraints, foreign object penetration, cropping, biting, etc...

✧⇴OCTOBER 4. ↳ Jujutsu Kaisen

✧⇴OCTOBER 7. ↳ Gangsta.

✧⇴OCTOBER 10. ↳ Attack On Titan

✧⇴OCTOBER 13. ↳ Tokyo Revengers

✧⇴OCTOBER 16. ↳ Haikyuu!!

✧⇴OCTOBER 19. ↳ Jujutsu Kaisen

✧⇴OCTOBER 22. ↳ Attack On Titan

✧⇴OCTOBER 25. ↳ Tokyo Revengers

✧⇴OCTOBER 28. ↳ Haikyuu!!

✧⇴OCTOBER 29. ↳ (extras that may go in to end off the month!) ✢ Jujutsu Kaisen

✧⇴OCTOBER 30. ↳ (extras that may go in to end of the month!) ✢ Attack On Titan

✧⇴OCTOBER 31. ↳ Tokyo Revengers

#anime x reader #kinktober #haikyuu #kinktober 2022 #attack on titan #anime #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smut #attack on titan smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #attack on titan x reader

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October 1st || Matsukawa Issei

—tw/cw: restraints, foreign object penetration, cropping, biting, scratching, rough sex, unprotected sex

—wc: 1,670

☼ a/n: And here we go with the first fiction to start off my kinktober! I hope you all enjoy reading the stories to come!

Masterlists: Main Masterlist || NSFW Masterlist || Kinktober 2022

"Who's my pretty whore?"

You let out a loud whimper as Matsukawa dragged his fingers up your legs and across your wet cunt, just underneath the riding crop. "I-I am."

"Hm?" He flicked the riding crop that he had plunged into your throbbing pussy, sending waves of pleasure and pain through your aching body.

"I am, Master!" You cried out as he grabbed the leather with his finger and pulled it out a bit and pushed back as he pulled it down, making you cry out more.

Matsukawa had complete control over you for the evening, restraining you, cropping, biting, scratching and so much more. Everything Matsukawa did had complete reigns over everything that stimulated you. And hell, after 6 years together, he better have known how to give you maximum pleasure and that he did. That he did.

"Mmmm..." He purred out. "Good girl." Using his finger that was looped through the leather fold, he ever so slowly pulled the handle out of your insides. "Fuck. I love it when you squirm for me." He spoke just before he grazed his tongue down your inner thigh, his breath pulsing over your wetness, causing you to pulse and Mattsun to chuckle deeply. "Such a pretty pussy, it's practically screaming to be touched."

His hot breath lapped over you and you struggled hard not to buck up your hips, knowing full well that if you did, he'd deny you further of the feeling you itched for– his cock. But you also knew that he wasn't close to being done playing with you at all.

Suddenly, your toes curled and your thighs twitched as his mouth covered your sopping wet folds. "Isseiii..." You moaned and you felt him chuckle against you, his teeth vibrating on your clit.

Now, you call him Master when he commands it, like telling you to reiterate something to him, especially when he was extremely dominant. But most of the time, his name would accompany the lewd cries he'd elicit from your mouth. And he loved it, so much so that he'd demand you to say his name as well.

"Your voice is such a turn on, the way you say my name." He growled and plunged his tongue into your folds, making you cry out in ecstasy. He moaned against your cunt as he continuously penetrated you, his hard wet muscle driving you insane.

His hands traveled down your thighs, nails dragging along, leaving marks in their wake. He pushed open your legs a bit more to comfortably fit his head down there, allowing him to move more freely. Your hands itched to touch him, to at least curl your fingers in his wavy black locks but the cuffs holding your hand back against the headboard prevented you from doing so.

The cuffs around your ankles also stopped you from clenching your thighs together, which made it a hell of a lot easier for Mattsun to play with that riding crop that was inside you. You just laid there writhing in ecstasy, your head digging into the pillow, your chest heaving. "Fuuuck Issei." You whimpered while he didn't let up, savagely licking, sucking and pushing in and around your cunt. "J-Jesus."

You struggled to hold back your hips, every muscle in your body working overtime to keep your hips at bay.

He played with you for a good 5 minutes, just enjoying himself as he got harder and harder with your whimpers, moans and illicit words. "My pretty little whore looks like she's ready for my cock, hmm?" He purred as he used his arm to wipe off his mouth. He eyed your red, sweaty body that was littered with black and blue hickeys, bite marks and scratches. "Fuck~" His hand traveled up and down your body, pinching and tweaking your nipples a bit before he continued.

"Nnghhaa." Your head fell to the side as he did so, your breasts already throbbing from the roughness when Mattsun relentlessly attacked your nipples earlier.

"Yeah, I definitely think you're ready." He spoke as his fingers rubbed against your clit, moving down your folds and dipping into your pussy as he moved up and down. "Goddamn." He growled as he massaged the wetness surrounding your cunt. "Most... definitely..." He breathed out heavily and hungrily as he pulled down his pants, releasing the immense pressure that had built up.

You whimpered as he used the juices from your cunt to lube up his cock. He threw his head back as he began pumping and his shoulders shuttered. He lined up with your entrance and pushed in, so slowly that it was absolutely antagonizing but it gave you crazy pleasure. You whimpered in both pain and pleasure as he stretched you out to his size.

But as soon as he saw your shoulders relax, he pulled back his hips and slammed back into you. You'd have jumped off the bed if you weren't restrained. You cried out and your chest started heaving as he relentlessly kept pounding into you, his head being thrown back as pleasure erupted through his body.

An animalistic growl bubbled in his throat as he drilled inside of you, bucking your body while his hips met with yours. He licked his lips when his eyes met yours, a dark smile coloring his face while he watched the tears stream down your cheeks, knowing it was a mix of both pain and pleasure.

"Baby, moan for me louder. I can barely hear you baby girl." His fingers dug into your hips as he rocked into your body.

You began rattling off moans left and right as your senses were filled with ecstasy and dear god, you wanted to pull him close to you so badly. "Issseiii..." You moaned his name deeply and looked into his eyes, begging him to release you from the holds on your body.

He bit his lip, staring down at you with hunger. He latched his hands onto your breasts for the moment, squeezing and digging his nails around your sensitive flesh. You knew he was taking this time to do something rough before he let you go. And like you knew, he leaned down after he slammed into you roughly, staying deep inside your wet cunt as he unlocked the strains against your wrist and then easing back and undoing your ankles.

"As much as I like you tied up, I love how much you squirm underneath me when you aren't held back. Plus..." He rolled over quickly, expertly bringing you up on top of him, keeping himself snuggly buried in you. "I like it better when you're on top. Gives a... better view." He growled the last part, bringing his hands up, once again to grab onto his favorite part of you. Your breasts.

You chuckled lightly, only to have your laughter get overtaken by a deep moan as he pushed up into you, burying himself in you as deep as you could take. "Issei!" You squeaked out and soon enough his hands moved to your hips, even though you were on top, and took complete control over the situation.

Your hands flew forwards as you caught yourself against his chest, being rocked into oblivion. You let out a sighed moan and fixed yourself, leaning backwards and propping your hands on his thighs, riding him out.

Deciding you had this, he brought one hand to your breast and the thumb on his other hand began stimulating your clit and just as he began rubbing, an orgasm shook through your body. "Fuuuuck~" Matsukawa moaned out as you sucked him into you while you came hard. "You hadn't even been up there for a minute."

You breathed heavily, your head hanging back while you kept yourself propped up. After a moment, you brought your lust glazed eyes down to him, your mouth ajar and he knew you were near your breaking point. Hell, you came at least 6 times all night and he just aroused another one that seared through your veins.

Once your high from that last orgasm finished rushing through your body, you began to collapse on top of Matsukawa only to have him place you down on the bed. You rested on your stomach and you knew what he was going to do. He pulled up your body from your waist, lifting your ass in the air as he placed 2 pillows underneath you.

Soon enough, your moans filled the room again as he drove his cock back into you, your face pushing down against the mattress. "Nnnngh... Issei... Fuck..." Your body was rag-dolling as Matsukawa basically used your limp body for his own pleasure. His hands were grasped around your waist and he pushed you down while drilling into you, filling you in all the right spots as he hit the one that drove you insane.

You immediately felt another orgasm coil in your heat and you knew he was close to his release as he began relishing more in how you felt clenching around him. His head fell back and the moans he began producing sent you over the edge. His moans were so sultry as they ran through your ears. "Fuck Y/N~" He moaned out and you felt him pulse inside of you, his thrusts staggering while he filled you.

His breathing filled the room, a lot louder than yours and he let out a satisfied chuckle. "Goddamn." His chest rose and fell quickly while he caught his breath back. "You made quite the mess."

"Says the one whose cum is sliding down my thighs..." You laughed and sighed, wiping off the mess with your bed’s comforter. "God, I don't wanna move..." You slowly brought yourself up and off the bed.

"Let's take a bath and go to bed." He tilted your head to the side and kissed you.

"That's fine with me, as long as you make the bed." You booped his nose with your finger and began wobbling across the room, awaiting that well needed bath.

#haikyuu fanfiction #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #anime #anime x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #kinktober 2022 #matsukawa smut

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Happy Birthday baby boy! Even tho I'm celebrating my birthday for the 2nd, it is the 3rd for you! Happppppppy Birthday semi birthday buddy!

the many sides of bang chan.  happy birthday, chan!

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I am way too excited for this...

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October 1st || Matsukawa Issei

—tw/cw: restraints, foreign object penetration, cropping, biting, scratching, rough sex, unprotected sex

—wc: 1,670

☼ a/n: And here we go with the first fiction to start off my kinktober! I hope you all enjoy reading the stories to come!

Masterlists: Main Masterlist || NSFW Masterlist || Kinktober 2022

"Who's my pretty whore?"

You let out a loud whimper as Matsukawa dragged his fingers up your legs and across your wet cunt, just underneath the riding crop. "I-I am."

"Hm?" He flicked the riding crop that he had plunged into your throbbing pussy, sending waves of pleasure and pain through your aching body.

"I am, Master!" You cried out as he grabbed the leather with his finger and pulled it out a bit and pushed back as he pulled it down, making you cry out more.

Matsukawa had complete control over you for the evening, restraining you, cropping, biting, scratching and so much more. Everything Matsukawa did had complete reigns over everything that stimulated you. And hell, after 6 years together, he better have known how to give you maximum pleasure and that he did. That he did.

"Mmmm..." He purred out. "Good girl." Using his finger that was looped through the leather fold, he ever so slowly pulled the handle out of your insides. "Fuck. I love it when you squirm for me." He spoke just before he grazed his tongue down your inner thigh, his breath pulsing over your wetness, causing you to pulse and Mattsun to chuckle deeply. "Such a pretty pussy, it's practically screaming to be touched."

His hot breath lapped over you and you struggled hard not to buck up your hips, knowing full well that if you did, he'd deny you further of the feeling you itched for– his cock. But you also knew that he wasn't close to being done playing with you at all.

Suddenly, your toes curled and your thighs twitched as his mouth covered your sopping wet folds. "Isseiii..." You moaned and you felt him chuckle against you, his teeth vibrating on your clit.

Now, you call him Master when he commands it, like telling you to reiterate something to him, especially when he was extremely dominant. But most of the time, his name would accompany the lewd cries he'd elicit from your mouth. And he loved it, so much so that he'd demand you to say his name as well.

"Your voice is such a turn on, the way you say my name." He growled and plunged his tongue into your folds, making you cry out in ecstasy. He moaned against your cunt as he continuously penetrated you, his hard wet muscle driving you insane.

His hands traveled down your thighs, nails dragging along, leaving marks in their wake. He pushed open your legs a bit more to comfortably fit his head down there, allowing him to move more freely. Your hands itched to touch him, to at least curl your fingers in his wavy black locks but the cuffs holding your hand back against the headboard prevented you from doing so.

The cuffs around your ankles also stopped you from clenching your thighs together, which made it a hell of a lot easier for Mattsun to play with that riding crop that was inside you. You just laid there writhing in ecstasy, your head digging into the pillow, your chest heaving. "Fuuuck Issei." You whimpered while he didn't let up, savagely licking, sucking and pushing in and around your cunt. "J-Jesus."

You struggled to hold back your hips, every muscle in your body working overtime to keep your hips at bay.

He played with you for a good 5 minutes, just enjoying himself as he got harder and harder with your whimpers, moans and illicit words. "My pretty little whore looks like she's ready for my cock, hmm?" He purred as he used his arm to wipe off his mouth. He eyed your red, sweaty body that was littered with black and blue hickeys, bite marks and scratches. "Fuck~" His hand traveled up and down your body, pinching and tweaking your nipples a bit before he continued.

"Nnghhaa." Your head fell to the side as he did so, your breasts already throbbing from the roughness when Mattsun relentlessly attacked your nipples earlier.

"Yeah, I definitely think you're ready." He spoke as his fingers rubbed against your clit, moving down your folds and dipping into your pussy as he moved up and down. "Goddamn." He growled as he massaged the wetness surrounding your cunt. "Most... definitely..." He breathed out heavily and hungrily as he pulled down his pants, releasing the immense pressure that had built up.

You whimpered as he used the juices from your cunt to lube up his cock. He threw his head back as he began pumping and his shoulders shuttered. He lined up with your entrance and pushed in, so slowly that it was absolutely antagonizing but it gave you crazy pleasure. You whimpered in both pain and pleasure as he stretched you out to his size.

But as soon as he saw your shoulders relax, he pulled back his hips and slammed back into you. You'd have jumped off the bed if you weren't restrained. You cried out and your chest started heaving as he relentlessly kept pounding into you, his head being thrown back as pleasure erupted through his body.

An animalistic growl bubbled in his throat as he drilled inside of you, bucking your body while his hips met with yours. He licked his lips when his eyes met yours, a dark smile coloring his face while he watched the tears stream down your cheeks, knowing it was a mix of both pain and pleasure.

"Baby, moan for me louder. I can barely hear you baby girl." His fingers dug into your hips as he rocked into your body.

You began rattling off moans left and right as your senses were filled with ecstasy and dear god, you wanted to pull him close to you so badly. "Issseiii..." You moaned his name deeply and looked into his eyes, begging him to release you from the holds on your body.

He bit his lip, staring down at you with hunger. He latched his hands onto your breasts for the moment, squeezing and digging his nails around your sensitive flesh. You knew he was taking this time to do something rough before he let you go. And like you knew, he leaned down after he slammed into you roughly, staying deep inside your wet cunt as he unlocked the strains against your wrist and then easing back and undoing your ankles.

"As much as I like you tied up, I love how much you squirm underneath me when you aren't held back. Plus..." He rolled over quickly, expertly bringing you up on top of him, keeping himself snuggly buried in you. "I like it better when you're on top. Gives a... better view." He growled the last part, bringing his hands up, once again to grab onto his favorite part of you. Your breasts.

You chuckled lightly, only to have your laughter get overtaken by a deep moan as he pushed up into you, burying himself in you as deep as you could take. "Issei!" You squeaked out and soon enough his hands moved to your hips, even though you were on top, and took complete control over the situation.

Your hands flew forwards as you caught yourself against his chest, being rocked into oblivion. You let out a sighed moan and fixed yourself, leaning backwards and propping your hands on his thighs, riding him out.

Deciding you had this, he brought one hand to your breast and the thumb on his other hand began stimulating your clit and just as he began rubbing, an orgasm shook through your body. "Fuuuuck~" Matsukawa moaned out as you sucked him into you while you came hard. "You hadn't even been up there for a minute."

You breathed heavily, your head hanging back while you kept yourself propped up. After a moment, you brought your lust glazed eyes down to him, your mouth ajar and he knew you were near your breaking point. Hell, you came at least 6 times all night and he just aroused another one that seared through your veins.

Once your high from that last orgasm finished rushing through your body, you began to collapse on top of Matsukawa only to have him place you down on the bed. You rested on your stomach and you knew what he was going to do. He pulled up your body from your waist, lifting your ass in the air as he placed 2 pillows underneath you.

Soon enough, your moans filled the room again as he drove his cock back into you, your face pushing down against the mattress. "Nnnngh... Issei... Fuck..." Your body was rag-dolling as Matsukawa basically used your limp body for his own pleasure. His hands were grasped around your waist and he pushed you down while drilling into you, filling you in all the right spots as he hit the one that drove you insane.

You immediately felt another orgasm coil in your heat and you knew he was close to his release as he began relishing more in how you felt clenching around him. His head fell back and the moans he began producing sent you over the edge. His moans were so sultry as they ran through your ears. "Fuck Y/N~" He moaned out and you felt him pulse inside of you, his thrusts staggering while he filled you.

His breathing filled the room, a lot louder than yours and he let out a satisfied chuckle. "Goddamn." His chest rose and fell quickly while he caught his breath back. "You made quite the mess."

"Says the one whose cum is sliding down my thighs..." You laughed and sighed, wiping off the mess with your bed’s comforter. "God, I don't wanna move..." You slowly brought yourself up and off the bed.

"Let's take a bath and go to bed." He tilted your head to the side and kissed you.

"That's fine with me, as long as you make the bed." You booped his nose with your finger and began wobbling across the room, awaiting that well needed bath.

#matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #anime #anime x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #kinktober 2022 #matsukawa smut

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Chris in Everything: I am you mv making

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Hello hello hello! For I am back for round 2 of Kinktober! I didn't get though as many as I wanted to back in 2021 but hey, I've spaced myself out better and will be doing what I know is good for me!

I will try for some darker content than I'm normally used to, may not happen but I have ideas in the works! Warnings will be included before the story so please keep watch out for those. Do NOT interact with anything that will be triggering!

Main Masterlist || NSFW Masterlist

I will be doing fics for Haikyuu!, Attack on Titan, Tokyo Revengers and Jujutsu Kaisen! I am however throwing one Gangsta. fic in here because I am writing one that needs to be in here.

I'm not going to be taking any requests! I already have my list and stories planned out! After kinktober, if anyone is interested, I wouldn't mind taking requests but as for now, I wont be taking any.

Now, onto the list!

I will be putting the fandom but not the character so there will be some sort of surprise for when it comes out!

✢ my list isn't set in stone and is subject to change!

✧⇴OCTOBER 1. ↳ Matsukawa Issei || wc: 1,670 ↳ tw: restraints, foreign object penetration, cropping, biting, etc...

✧⇴OCTOBER 4. ↳ Jujutsu Kaisen

✧⇴OCTOBER 7. ↳ Gangsta.

✧⇴OCTOBER 10. ↳ Attack On Titan

✧⇴OCTOBER 13. ↳ Tokyo Revengers

✧⇴OCTOBER 16. ↳ Haikyuu!!

✧⇴OCTOBER 19. ↳ Jujutsu Kaisen

✧⇴OCTOBER 22. ↳ Attack On Titan

✧⇴OCTOBER 25. ↳ Tokyo Revengers

✧⇴OCTOBER 28. ↳ Haikyuu!!

✧⇴OCTOBER 29. ↳ (extras that may go in to end off the month!) ✢ Jujutsu Kaisen

✧⇴OCTOBER 30. ↳ (extras that may go in to end of the month!) ✢ Attack On Titan

✧⇴OCTOBER 31. ↳ Tokyo Revengers

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I am...

Me, seeing this over dinner

I DO SEE IT. THANK YOU @mrskodzuken

Couldn’t get the image out of my mind after reading this so thank you @saintshigaraki

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#drooling #hot hot HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT 🥵 #please #tendou satori

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Oh my god, the Nic and Delico ones have my drooling. Pleaseeeee.

Delicious, wonderful job 😚👌

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ explicit ⠀ 〳 ⠀ gangsta ‵

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) explicit headcanons for the gangsta men. ft worick, nicolas, delico, & marco

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — reader discretion is advised: female reader, female anatomy, canon verse, headcanon format, oral (m.receiving), worick calls you princess, submissive!delico, missionary position, enemies to lovers trope, soft smut, choking kink, marking kink, reader is mr monroe's daughter in delico's part (adopted, blood, stepdaughter, whatever floats your rootbeer float), breeding kink, spanking

NICOLAS BROWN

― 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒

YOU AND NICOLAS NEVER GOT ALONG. You were positive he hated your guts as soon as you joined Worick, himself, and Alex. You weren't sure why he disliked you, but you gave him as much heat back. You weren't a punk, so you weren't going to let some Twilight boss you around. Especially one whose ranking only became so high because he overuses cerebret. And Nicolas knew you hated him just as much caused of the way you rolled your eyes as soon as you saw him in the room. He even would let a profanity word or two when you would come into the room. The one thing that Worick did notice was that you two actually worked pretty well together when you put your mind to it. Both you and Nicolas could argue all morning, but when it was time to get shit done—Worick could only choose you to be sure Nicolas is good.

Only cause within two enemies who hate each other so much—deep down it's some form of romantic tension between the two. Every night, as you tiptoe into Nicolas's room, proved this. You've lost count on the number of times, you'll cover the bite marks and hickeys that decored your delicate skin simply because Nicolas got off at the sight of you panicking to cover them.

Every night where you two argued through harsh sign language ended with you croaking out Nicolas's name as if he could even hear you. He was really good at reading your body language and your facial expressions to know that he was fuckin' you just right. With your face buried into his pillow and your back arched perfectly, Nicolas had you completely trapped from running from his harsh thrusts. Every time your hand went back from interrupting his actions of pleasing you, his large hands would come down to slap you on your ass cheeks gaining a yelp from you.

Although the flesh on your butt stung with each spanking, you grew wetter for Nicolas's cock to brush against your tight walls effortlessly. You could feel your essence staining the inside of your thighs and your thighs were beginning to quiver before Nicolas bottomed down inside you fully.

The Twilight just enjoyed fucking the hate for him out of you.

WORICK ARCANGELO

― 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐗𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

DATING ONE OF 'THE HANDYMEN' OF ERGASTULUM WAS NEVER EASY. Especially when dating the blonde-haired, blue-eyed, eye patch-wearing Worick Arcangelo. It consisted of waking up in the morning and finding him and Nicolas in your living room sleep because after their dangerous task you didn't have the energy to question, they'll crash at your place because it was closer (and you cooked some pretty good pancakes according to what was signed to you by Nicolas). Or it was the seething feeling of jealousy because of the women from his past occupation. Obviously, it also consisted of the poor attempt to scrub blood out of Worick's shirt, you insisting you burn it—but it's his favorite shirt. You knew it wouldn't be easy, but you could tell the relationship was taking a toll on both of you.

You knew Worick did his all to be sure to keep you out of the deadly things he and Nicolas usually have themselves tangled in. However, that didn't stop him from bringing it to your doorstep after a long day of tasks. His body was completely exhausted. His fingertips were stained with the scent of gunpowder and bullets. And you hated to want to admit that he actually looked even more attractive in this state.

It was always the same routine when he came over after a long day. If he had the energy, he'll eat what you cooked for dinner. If not he's tugging off his dirty clothes to take a shower immediately and crashing right in the middle of your bed. But tonight was a bit different as you could tell how stressed he was.

You took it upon yourself to get on your knees and smother Worick's cock with kitten licks until his hips are jerking forward urging you to finally put it in your wet mouth. When he felt the wetness of your mouth, you could hear him let out an exhausted sigh of relief. His head instantly falls back to meet with the back of your cream-colored sofa. His hands found comfort on the back of your head to help guide your soaked licks and sucks upon his thick cock.

Occasionally you're perking yourself forward just to shove Worick down your throat some more. With pornographic gags bouncing off your living room walls, you could only take it due to Worick's hand being pressed on the back of your hip. His hips bucking forward just so his swollen tip could brush against the back of your throat.

"There we go princess, take it all in your mouth." Worick praised you while being your personal hairstylist with the way he was holding your hair.

MARCO ADRIANO

― 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

MARCO'S JOB HAS ALWAYS BEEN DANGEROUS. No matter what, you found yourself sitting up late praying that he returns in one piece. You've lost count of how many bloody shirts you tossed or ice packs you've placed upon his ribcage—and you hated to admit that you were slowly growing tired of it. You weren't sure if you could handle the emotions of one day Marco not returning home to you. You feared that one day Loretta and Galahad would come knocking on your door with a look of sorrow.

But one night when Marco came home, you didn't want to worry that something was up with him. You couldn't particularly put your finger on it, but you knew that something was on his mind. He looked pretty banged up with small cuts on his arms and a bruise on his cheek, but you could have chalked that up as a typical shift with the Cristiano family.

He didn't say much, he just let his lips crash upon yours and his arms bring you closer. With each nibble on your lower lip and his tongue tasting the wine you sipped on during the night, a piece of clothing was removed from both of your bodies. Seconds turned into minutes before the both of you are intertwined with each other naked in bed. Delico toned statured cowering over your body while his hips rocked forward with his cock inside of you. The intense feeling of your pussy clutching around Marco only allowed him to let out a string of groans. His grip on your body trapping you from running from his thrusts tightened and he had a goal to be sure you felt every thrust he put his all in.

By the way, your kiss swollen lips were parted apart to whine out his name, Marco could tell he was doing just that. He didn't want to admit to you that he had a close call during a task for Loretta. A bullet was perhaps three inches away from his life being taken away, so tonight he dedicated the evening to making sure his soul was intertwined with yours. The mere thought of you leaving behind on this planet caused his heart to feel happy, so he couldn't help but fuck you a little more passionate tonight. His kisses on your heated skin were so soft that if he kissed hard enough, he would break you.

And when it was time for the two of you to be tugged off the passionate toe-curling cloud of cumming, Marco didn't bother to pull out. His thrusting turned a little sloppy and slow and his cute whines echoed in your ear.

"I love you Y/N."

DELICO

― 𝐌𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄❜𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑

THE MOON SHINED THROUGH THE SHEER WHITE CURTAINS, COMPLETELY ILLUMINATING YOUR SWEAT-COATED SKIN. Your hips rocked back aggressively and your mouth gasped open to let out soft whimpers that combated with the sound of your headboard clashing against your nude-colored walls. Delico's fingers bruised the soft flesh upon your waist as his heterochromia eyes stared up at you in a complete trance. Completely pussy drunk for the woman above him whose pussy was clutching around him like a perfectly fit glove.

He was D-ranked Twilight who has done so many bad things within his time of being a bodyguard for a man like Mr. Monroe, but the actions he was committing tonight were just as bad. But, it felt so right. His head sank further into the pillow under his head, his white strands of hair stuck to his forehead due to the sweat. It took him by shock when he felt your hand grasp his neck. Although the grasp didn't hurt him—he still felt his body heat up by the action. Completely turned on at the sight of the way your head fell back in complete bliss while stuttering out his name.

Through coherent groans, Delico's attempt to praise how beautiful you look was interrupted by the tumultuous knocks on your room door. Your hand covered Delico's mouth to muffle any hush words that were about to tumble off his lips, you could hear your father's words behind the closed door. "I know you're still upset at me, but it's for your protection. Just please let me come in t—" Mr. Monroe's words were interrupted by you.

"I'm fine, completely over the situation father. We can discuss this in the morning." You hissed out feeling Delico's hold on your waist tighten before he's rolling your hips.

Your breath hitched in your throat while attempting to form a proper sentence. The sound of your room door knob began to jiggle aggressively, despite being fully grown—your father still thought it was okay to barge in your room. The drastic feeling of Delico's cock twitching inside you felt like your orgasm was clawing you to the edge. You wanted to moan out his name so badly, but you couldn't know how much trouble that would put both of you in. Mostly the D-ranked Twilight that was below your bare body at the moment, but you couldn't tarnish that perfect image your father had of you.

"We can talk about this tomorrow! I'm—uh handling something right now." You said through soft moans, hips still rolling like a cat in heat.

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My love, thank you. I will gracefully and humbly accept this offering.

Today's offering for Hanma's nation.

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I am in love with this man rn.

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#current obsession #gangsta #nicolas brown #inlovewiththisman

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Iwaizumi Hajime || Lingerie

MINORS DNI ~ 18+

—tw/cw: established relationship, both!oral recieving, fingering, pentration, unprotected sex

—wc: 2,889

☼ a/n: reposted and re-edited from my account on quotev and wattpad

Masterlists: Main Masterlist || NSFW Masterlist

You'd finished drying off after you got out of the shower and had been standing in your bedroom with quite the decision. You stared down at the lingerie you had placed out on the bed, contemplating.

Your insides throbbed with want and need as you examined what you had before you. All day, you'd been extremely horny. So much so that you could not focus at work at all and you had no explanation for it at all. It just happened. So now, you were deciding whether or not you were going to go out to the living room with lingerie on or completely naked.

You sighed in frustration.

Now, lingerie... hot as hell, sends the message right across and you'll look good in it.

Being naked on the other hand, you don't have to worry about putting it on and you don't have to worry about getting it off in the heat of the moment. And, it also gets your point across, fairly well at that too.

You shook your head and traced your fingers along the fabric of your garter belt with your lips twisted to the side.

While you were thinking about how you wanted to seduce Iwaizumi tonight, he was currently in the living room working on a work out plan for one of his clients. Since the whole pandemic happened, he'd been working from home, sending work out regiments, doing zoom calls for his training classes and just... staying home. Meanwhile, you had a job that kept you out on the field verses working from home.

Deciding on what you were going to do, you slipped on all of the garments of your lingerie outfit. The lace hugged your body, trailing up your torso, leaving your chest almost completely revealed with the exception of a quarter cup bra. Pulling on thigh high tights, you did a small twirl in the mirror, giving a nod. Quickly fluffing up your still damp hair, you let it fall freely before walking out of the bedroom.

Your eyes landed on his figure, sitting not completely with his back to you, but since he was so engrossed in his work, he wouldn't be able to tell you walked out if he was positioned in front of you.

"Haji." You spoke out breathily, leaning against the frame of the living room divider.

He hummed out, keeping his eyes on his work.

"Hajime." You say it in a more seductive tone and he finally turned to look at you.

"What is it... wh-why are you..." He just stared, stared at you for a good minute, taking in everything you had to offer him, his cheeks pinkening as his eyes began to darken. He got up, almost bumping his laptop off the table but he could care less. Marching over to you, he picked you up bridal style and brought you back into the bedroom.

Dropping you down on the bed, you let out a squeak. "Remember, you asked for it." He growled, hungry to devour the meal that you had laid out right in front of his eyes. He quickly severed the gap between the both of you and took your lips with his, crawling up on the bed and straddling your body. He ate up every breath you produced as he ravenously took over your mouth with his tongue, eliciting a deep moan from you.

His hands ran over your body, traversing all the dips and curves he had imprinted in his brain, running up to the back of your shoulder, pulling you in towards him. Your breathing quickly became bated as your chest heaved and blood rushing through your body. This was what you wanted, what you needed.

Feeling Iwaizumi take control of the situation, gripping you to him made your insides weep more. "Fmmm." You moaned against his mouth, your hips attempting to reach his only to be pushed down into the mattress.

He detached his lips from yours and looked into your eyes with an intense ferocity. "Mmm, so needy so soon. You've been waiting for this all day, haven't you?" He brought his lips down to your neck, latching on to the spot he knew all too well.

You let out a whimper as you nodded, your chin grazing over the locks of his hair, the hair you loved to play with. Your hands reached up and made itself home on top of his head. Fingers curling around the strands of his hair, you tugged but at the same time, pushed him down into your neck, begging him to suck harder.

As much as he wanted to leave marks on your neck for the world to see, he refrained himself only because of your job. So, instead, he made his way down to your chest, trailing wet sloppy kisses along your skin. His fingers snaked around your back, finding the clip and undoing it as he marked the inner top portion of your breast. As he pulled off your bra, he'd gone over and marked the top of your other breast, trailing bites and nips along your skin until his mouth clamped over your pert bud.

"Haaajj." You moaned out, your hand falling from his head and reaching up behind you, gripping the sheets, lifting your breast along with your movement. Iwaizumi loved how vulnerable you looked in that position, your arms raised, exposing every inch of your upper body.

"Mmm, moan for me, baby girl." He growled as he traced across the center of your chest with his mouth, finding your other bud and working on that one. One of his hands tweaking and pinching at the breast he'd just worked on while the other was gripping your hip, his nails slightly digging into your skin.

He'd only been working on your tits but you knew you were sopping wet, itching for him to head further down. He'd expertly aroused you further while savoring your nipples and now he was trailing kisses and nips down your stomach, your brain going fuzzy with anticipation.

He grabbed the garter around your upper waist and pulled you down, an eep leaving your throat but you were met by the bulge that was screaming to be released from his sweatpants. He undid the strings and pulled down both his pants and boxers at the same time, his erection revealing itself in front of your hungry eyes.

Licking your lips, you did what his eyes were beckoning you to do. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you opened your mouth, taking in his hot dick. His head craned backwards and your heard a guttural moan leave his lips, his hips bucking up slightly, meeting the back of your throat, twitching a bit as you gagged.

You opened your mouth a bit more so your tongue could drag along from the base of his cock to the tip, swirling around it and bobbing your head down again. You were only taking him with your mouth for a moment before he pulled back and brought his gaze back down to your body.

"Fuck. Christ, you're so..." His eyes trailed all along your body, taking in your lewd expression, mouth hung, eyes half lidded, drunk on lust. His eyes scanned your exposed breast, drinking in the marks he'd left, an unspoken claim. And now, he shimmied down further, getting your legs out from under him and up to the side in front of him.

His fingers grazed along the garter, following the stringed clips down to your stockings and undid the 4 clasps, rolling the free fabric down your legs and leaving kisses in its wake. He made it down to your first leg, kissing down to your toes until he moved on to the next leg, preforming the same movement, kisses sending shivers up your spine and pulses throughout your heat.

Your breathing had slowed but it was low and shallow, as you drowned in the feeling that Iwaizumi was filling your senses with. His fingers grasped onto your panties and pulled, grazing them lightly against your legs before throwing the material to the side. His hands both started from your knees, his calloused hands sending goosebumps throughout your body, especially when they met your wet pussy. Thumb grazing over your clit, he sent your mind blank, only the feeling of him slowly circling your clit, dipping down to gather your wetness and lubricating your bud.

"Hajii~" You breathed out and your body spasmed with the feeling of your clit being worked. While rubbing your clit, he moved your leg to the other side of him, spreading you wide open for his dark eyes to drink in, especially the glistening of your wet cunt. Correction, sopping wet cunt. You wiggled, feeling the cold stagnant air rest on your crease, causing you to let out a throaty whimper.

"Fuck, you're so wet." His breath spoke out, an animalistic growl at the end of his words. Lifting your legs up on the sides of his head over his shoulders, he lowered himself and his breath fanned over your wet folds.

Your hips involuntarily arched up towards his presence, wanting to be touched by his mouth so bad, to feel his warm tongue in between your folds. Lewd whimpers elicited themselves from your mouth once he finally lowered his mouth on to your wet pussy. His fingers spread apart your folds, his thumb caressing your entrance as his mouth sucked on your clit.

"Mmmnghh." You moaned out, your hands finding his hair in no time and you tugged and pushed him harder against you, wanting to feel everything his mouth had to offer. His nose rubbed against the skin right below your waist as his teeth nibbled gently on your sensitive button. But just that small pressure sent insides into overdrive, especially with the addition of two of his fingers. Your throat could only release moans as the words you tried saying fell short on your tongue.

After two fingers, there were three then there were four and then came your shrieking orgasm as you covered his finger in your juices. "Haaahh..." You breathed out, riding his fingers while your orgasm rode your whole body.

Deeming you ready, he backed up a bit, grabbed onto your lower thighs and you felt his hardened cock gliding along your folds, dampening the skin of his erection. He lowered his head back a moment as he felt the slickness of your pussy cover him without him even entering you yet. "Goddamn..." He cursed out and then finally brought his eyes to you and you knew this was the moment. His eyes traveled down your body, resting on the wet creases of your womanhood, his cock tracing down to your entrance and his eyes were glued.

He loved watching himself enter you, making him sigh out all his breath and visualize the scene of your insides swallowing him whole. "Fucking shit..." He moaned, pulling out slowly, watching you reluctantly release him only to have him push back into you again. His eyes would flicker up to you, collecting your red cheeks, ajar mouth and panting chest before looking back down again, admiring the way you ate him up. "You're so, ugh, you're swallowing me up. Your tight pussy is just sucking me in. Fucking hell." Words spewed out of Iwaizumi's mouth but that was nothing new, he was quite talkative while you guys had sex, but you loved the lewd words that he'd always say, driving you deeper into horniness.

He swore a lot in general, but hearing him say these words with lidded eyes, breathiness and growls made you even more wet. "Haji, f-fuck me please." You itched and drowned in the slow pace he produced, needing him to just start drilling into you.

"Mmm, begging me to fuck you senseless then, right? That was your plan since the beginning, you're so hungry for my dick, huh?" His hands tightened around your thighs and he pressed his lips against your upper calf, teeth nipping with his tongue to follow, as if his tongue caressed the pain of his bite.

"Y-yes. Please..." You moaned out, your body beginning to stretch towards him, needing to feel him in you more.

"You're such a whore for me." He moved his mouth down on the inside above your knees and he bit down hard while he drilled into you. Man, he drilled into your cunt, hitting the back of your walls with a relentless force making blazes of white strike your vision.

"GaH!" Your head sunk into the pillow as he began to pump in and out of you with such force that you knew by the time he was done with you, you were going to be nothing but a limp mess. "Ha~ Hajime~!" He rocked into your body roughly and you added to the force by meeting his hips half way. His cock scraped at your insides, molding passed the flesh and hitting that spot he was trained to find.

Your orgasm unraveled itself, sucking in Iwaizumi as you rode out against him. He stopped moving, allowing you to roll your hips against him, your back arched and your tits rising and falling with the heaving of your chest. He helped along your second orgasm by kneading one of your pert buds that were screaming to be touched on your chest.

Iwaizumi relished in the feeling of you cumming around his cock, but once your high was dying, he rolled himself so that you were now on top of him. "Ride me like your life depends on it."

Your lust driven eyes lit up and you complied, throwing your leg around his body and lowering yourself onto him, guiding his cock into you and you brought your head back as he stretched deeper inside you. Your mouth hung open as you breathed in air you quickly lost and you began to roll your hips further, grinding him into you. Iwaizumi's hot palms started on your hips, pushing you down on him as you rolled forward, creating a friction that was driving both of you.

His hands moved after a bit and traced up your body, landing on your chest and began caressing your tender breasts, driving you to land deeper on him. "Haji, Haji..." His name was falling off your lips as you began to feel the familiar tensing feeling bubble up, your muscles contracting around him as your third release was nearing.

"Haah-" Iwaizumi's body began to tense up, feeling you suck him in with the increase in your need to have him bury himself in you. Your hands moved behind you, grabbing onto his knees, arching your back and used your new position to lift yourself up and pound on top of him.

"I-I'm close, I-I, Ha~" Your breathing began to shorten as your movements got more needy, feeling drunk with the feeling that was arousing deep within you.

As much as Iwaizumi loved cumming to the feeling of your walls relentlessly contracting around him, he was all out of condoms, so, the next best thing to him was sending his hot cum down your throat, and he was ready to watch you take him deep in your mouth.

He ripped you off of him while you were in the middle of your orgasm, the heat in his erection screaming to be released. "Down." He growled, one hand crossed his body and gripped itself in your hair, pushing his cock down your throat while the other hand attached to your weeping cunt, plunging his fingers in while you rode out your continuous orgasm against his fingers, your throat deep on his cock. "Fuck." Were the words he'd released as he spilled his hot cum down your throat, his fingers curled in your pussy as his cock twitched in your mouth.

Slowly slipping his drenched fingers out of your throbbing cunt, he sighed out, taking the hand that was laced in your hair to now caressing the top of your head. "Fucking damn." He lazily brought himself to sit up, continuously stroking your head. You laid with your head lying on his thighs, your orgasm falling rapidly as your body succumbed to the now lack of adrenaline. "Let's clean up quickly, then we can rest." His voice sounded reluctant but he pulled himself off the bed, making your head land in the sheets as you lacked the energy to move.

"Haji~" You whined and looked up at him with the look of defeat, satisfaction and exhaustion.

He gave you a once over and sighed as he gave into his defeat as well. Who was he kidding, he pounded you close to no return and you rode the shit out of him, what energy did you both really have to care about cleaning up right now? Sloppily pulling off the damp sheet, he threw on an extra comforter and pulled you up towards him as he crawled onto the bed.

You rested into his side, your head laying on his chest and he began to trace circles with his fingers on your shoulder as you drifted off into a well deserved slumber.

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call me big brother

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I- this is a masterpiece. Please. I need more of Nic 😩😩

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ close to you ⠀ 〳 ⠀ n.brown ‵ ❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) nicolas brown becomes close with a teacher in ergastulum's 8th district.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — handyman!nicolas x teacher!reader, female reader, female anatomy described, canonverse, reader knows sign language, soft!nicolas, written with black reader in mind, oral (m.receiving), riding/cowgirl position, protective!nicolas, he feels you up wink wink, i know the gansta fandom about 25 people pls don't let this flop besties, dej is practicing writing soft smut, i put sign language in quotation marks bc i have read in this guide that it's best to do that when writing deaf characters, my entry for @maydayaisha 'anti collab event', wc: 5.2k, minors dni !

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BEING A TEACHER IN A CITY THAT LURKED WITH TWILIGHTS AND CRIME WASN’T THE EASIEST. To you, it felt like it was the people with the most money that controlled Ergastulum. It sucked that much funding didn’t go towards the school, but you worked with what you had with the money you made. Buying little treats for your students from Gramps snacks to pencils and notebooks for students that didn’t have any. As you sat at the desk, you could hear the sound of your student Isabelle coloring in the coloring book you provided for her as you waited for her parents to pick them up. You could tell the little girl was growing impatient with each strike of the clock due to how harshly she gripped the yellow crayon in her hand. While your classroom lights flickered, you kissed your teeth when you realized that the handymen you requested to change the bub didn’t come today. 

Isabelle glances up at you and your face softens. The little girl was seven and you knew that she was slowly getting a grasp on the things around her. Especially given that she was one of the only deaf students in your class. Her parents had a thing where they swarmed themselves with so much work that they forget to pick up their own child. You were frustrated and angry at the fact that they would rather keep themselves busy with their work than bother to pick up their child or show up to her little school events. You hated thinking that maybe they thought her loss of hearing was a burden. That made your stomach form the most hideous knots at the thought of it and the doe-eyed look she was giving you at the moment was ten seconds away from having your lip quiver. 

You were used to it by now. She didn’t live that far away from the school, her house wasn’t even that far from your house. However, you didn’t trust the wicked streets of Ergastulum to let the little girl walk home alone. So, you found yourself walking her home no matter what. 

“My parents forgot didn’t that?” Isabelle signed to you.

You could see that her bold brown eyes were beginning to water, “I’m sorry. They probably got caught up with work again,” You signed back. “Just let me finish up this lesson plan and we can head out, okay?” You soon signed back and you watched as the little girl lifted her hands to attempt to sign something back, but her movements were put to a halt when you heard a knock on your opened classroom door. 

That’s when you saw him. Nicolas Brown. He wasn’t a stranger around the school—he and his friend Worick always found themselves fixing little things around the building like that one door that never actually closes or the one toilet that doesn’t flush. However, you never actually talked to either one of them. You’ve heard faint whispers about how attractive they were from other teachers, but you minded your business and ignored the mere gossip in the teacher’s lounge. You took notice that it was only him which you understood considering that you just needed a light bulb changed in the room. That task surely wouldn’t need two men to do. You didn’t say much just like him, but it was Isabelle who took note of the way he moved. It was as if she could pick up on his body language. 

The little girl watched as he stood on one of the chairs to change the light bulb. Soon pushing herself from her seat and she waltzes over to him in a state of curiosity. Her head tilted to the side watching as he was changing the light bulb that your students kept complaining about. When he was done, Isabelle took the opportunity to tug at the man’s black-colored slacks he was wearing. When you glanced up after finishing the last lesson plan, you nearly leaped out of your seat seeing how close Isabelle was to him. You weren’t particularly afraid of him being around children, after all, he’s been in the school many times, it was the fact that she was in his personal space. You quickly stood up grabbing a hold of Isabelle’s hand and dragging her back to her. “You can’t be so close to people you don’t know.” You signed to her. “Please apologize.” You add.

Isabelle blinked at you a couple of times before she turned to a confused Nicolas to sign her apologies to him. Your lips parted to explain to him that she was signing that she was sorry, but to both you and Isabelle’s shock, you watched as Nicolas signed perfectly back. With Isabelle, the news that her parents forgot to pick her up causes a grey cloud to lurk over her small body, but watching Nicolas sign back to her—her face lit up so bright that you felt strings tugging on your heart. It was the same look she gave you when you successfully signed something for her. A rich feeling of being comfortable around some people. 

“Okay, Isabelle. Now that Mr. Nicolas fixed our lights for us, we should get out of here. I’ll walk you home.” You signed while also speaking out loud so she could read your lips. 

She gave you a nod before going to collect her belongings, while you did the same. You didn’t even notice that Nicolas was still standing in the middle of your classroom. Still astonished at the little kid signing back at him so perfectly and then struck by the sudden beauty of seeing you and the way you were gentle with the young girl. It was an experience he had never been able to experience growing up, especially with being a Twilight. 

“Thank you, Mr. Nicolas. But we should really get out of here, I would hate to have to walk home in the dark,” You signed.

You watched as the once stern look that was pasted on Nicolas’s face disappeared. His posture relaxed in front of you before he’s signing, “I will walk you two to your destinations.” 

Your chapstick-covered lips parted to argue, hands already going up to protest against his kind gestures. However, the tug at your charcoal grey pencil skirt by Isabelle caused you to abruptly stop. She was perfectly fine with this gentleman walking the two of you to your destination and the way she proudly led you and Nicolas out of the building showed that. The sky illuminated a faded orange color as the sun was just setting, reaching its season where it became darker earlier than usual. As you clutched at your bag, your eyes never left the child that was skipping with joy in front of you and Nicolas. The both of you basking in the silence as your feet followed Isabelle towards her home. She’s done this walk so many times that you were sure she could remember her way home blindfolded. You just didn’t trust to let her walk herself home considering her hearing being gone. 

You and Nicolas’s arms lightly brushed against each other as you were walking alongside the sidewalk. You could see small shop owners prepping to close their stores for the evening. Once you could smelt the sweet scent of cherry pie that always came from Isabelle’s neighbor's house, you knew that the three of you were near. You watched as Isabelle leaned forward to let her small fist knock on the door. You took a couple of steps placing your hand on her shoulders protectively. You had to have this talk with her parents and when the door was opened, the strong smell of alcohol overpowered the cherry pie scent when you saw her father. 

Your face scrunched up in disgust while it seemed the grasp on Isabelle’s shoulder tighten. You didn’t want her to go in there when her father was in this state. You watched as he stepped aside to let his daughter inside the house which caused you to finally let her go. You knelt down to her sight giving her a smile, “I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m going to come so we can walk to class together.” You signed to her. 

Isabelle gave you a smile and nodded with quickness. Her eyes soon averting to Nicolas—whom you assumed walked away already now that you’ve reached Isabelle’s house. She signed a quick thank you before rushing into her home disappearing further and further inside the home. You stood up smoothing out the non-existent wrinkles in your pencil skirt, “Mr. Newman, I know you and your wife are extremely busy with work, but it’s important to have someone pick Isab—”

SLAM.

You jumped at the harsh door slam in your face, subtly flinching at the aggressive action done by Isabelle’s father. Your breathing hitched in your throat and your fist clenched tightly before your hand went back to knock once again. This time your knock was as harsh as the slamming of the door. When you heard the door unlocking, you could feel Nicolas's presence next to you. When Mr. Newman appeared at the door, in a span of two seconds Nicolas collected him by the collar of his shirt. The grasp he had on the drunken man was so tight that if you looked closely, you could see Nicolas’s knuckles turn white. He tugs him closer so that his mouth was near the guy’s ear. You stood there and witnessed Mr. Novak’s face turn to the most horrified expression. You even could see that his eyes begin to water at whatever Nicolas’s voice croaked in his ears. Then Nicolas released the hold he had on him, letting the man scatter to the ground and cough up apologies towards you. 

“It’s okay, just please make sure to pick up Isabelle on time tomorrow and sober. I don’t want to get the cops involved,” You firmly stated before you’re twirling around and walking away from the house. 

Your heart was pouncing against your chest as you realized what just happened. He defended your honor as if he was your knight in shining armor and you didn’t know what to say or react. As the two of you were walking, him promptly following you to your next destination, you stepped in front of him. The puzzled look he gave you caused your heartbeat to slow down. You now were taking in his features. Now understand why the teachers whispered about him in such a nefarious manner. He was attractive, extremely attractive. 

“Thank you, I’ve always had trouble with her father.” You signed. “I can walk home by myself now.” 

Even when you walked away, he still followed you like a guardian angel and you didn’t bother to protest against it. Once you stopped in front of your home, you would glance around your surroundings. You didn’t need any nosey neighbors peeking through their curtains to see the local elementary teacher letting a man into her home. You couldn’t afford to be the gossip in your small neighborhood, especially when the elderly have been urging you to settle down before your pretty looks fade away. With your keys in your hand, you would fall back on your dorr before signing to Nicolas, “To show my gratitude for you, please join me for dinner. It’s okay if you’re busy though. We can always do it another time.” 

You studied his facial features, once again taking in how gorgeous he was. So caught up in your own thoughts before realizing that he had accepted your offer. His fingers snap in front of your face to break the trace that causes your cheek to heat up like a burning flame. You uttered an apology as if he could hear it before turning around to unlock the door. When you pushed the door open, you would step inside first. You turned the lamp that was in the living room on after quickly kicking off your shoes to slide into the house slippers you kept near the door. 

Your house was like a sacred tomb to you. It was filled with so many memories, both good and bad and you had a thing where you just couldn’t let them go. The house was given to you when your grandparents passed away, some of the furniture once belonged to them. “I can take your jacket for you,” You signed before watching him tug off the jacket to give to you. 

As he was taking off the jacket, his black colored shirt lifted slightly revealing bandages that were wrapped around his torso. You didn’t pester him about it because after all, he was just a guardian angel that looked out for you and your student. You were sure you wouldn’t see him after your kind gesture in return. After hanging up his jacket, you would motion around the living room filled with the comfortable sofa. “I’m going to start dinner in the kitchen, make sure yourself at home. Do you want anything to drink? I have water, beer, wine, anything.” 

“Beer would be fine.” Nicolas signed to you. 

You gave him a smile and twirled away to the kitchen to give him a beer. You walked into the kitchen turned the light on and went to grab the beer to give to Nicolas. Once you returned, Nicolas was comfortably sitting down on your sofa. You just were happy that he felt comfortable even though you two were technically strangers. 

Y/N, your grandmother would faint if she saw you had a complete stranger in this house. 

You placed the beer on the coffee table in front of Nicolas and eventually returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. When you cooked, you always cooked as if you were cooking for a big family. Even though it was only you that walked around this home, you still had this tendency to cook as you were cooking for a big family. Usually packing the layovers for students who didn’t have lunch or a homeless person you walked by on your way to school. You wore your kind heart on your sleeve proudly and you were confident about that. So in tune with cooking as you hummed the lyrics to a song that was stuck in your head, you nearly jumped out of your slippers when you saw Nicolas leaning against the counter in the kitchen with a book in his hand. 

After putting something in the oven, you wiped your hands onto the towel as he held the book up, “Oh, I used that book to help me learn sign language for Isabelle.” You signed with a smile as stepped forward. 

Nicolas was flipping through the book. It was the same one from when he was younger. He still clung to that copy also but seeing a copy that looked brand new caused his heart to feel heavy. His fingers flipped through a couple of pages to see if anything new was added to the book compared to when he was younger, but it was still the same. He went to return the book back to its rightful spot, especially since while you were in the kitchen he was snooping around your bookshelf that was in the corner of your living room. 

You could hear Nicolas’s footsteps while you were moving around your kitchen grabbing plates and forks to set the table. You stopped in your tracks to look at him as he was about to sign something to you, but he stopped. Perhaps, you were overthinking it. You wanted to think that he wanted to ask more questions about you learning sign language. However, your brain was telling you a man like him could care less about such a moment like that. 

An hour and thirty minutes passed until you two finally sat at the table to eat. You sipped at your wine letting your eyes watch Nicolas before going back to eating dinner yourself. Your eyes glanced down to toy with the vegetables on your plate before hearing a tap on the table. 

“You learned to sign for just one student?” Nicolas signed. 

You could tell that this question was the one that he wanted to ask early. His eyebrows were knitted together in curiosity before he’s leaning his body forward while sitting across from you at the circular dining room table. If he moved any closer–his knees would be brushing against yours under the table. 

“Yeah, it was either that or she would have to go to a school that was too far away from her home.” You signed back. “She’s quite clever for her age, so she’s been helpful as I continue to learn.” You add before letting your hands fall to your side. 

“I can teach you also,” Nicolas signed. 

“You’ve done enough Mr. Nicolas.” You signed back. “I don’t want to be much of a burden in your busy schedule.” You sign. 

“I’ll make time.” Nicolas signed back before his lips formed a sly smile at you that caused your heart to thump against your chest in complete love struck. 

“It seems like that copy of the book you had was important to you. You can keep that copy, I have another one at the school.” You signed to him with a smile before you went back to enjoying his company and the dinner you cooked. 

When Nicolas left your house with the book, his appearance in your life became frequent. Isabelle’s parents seem to get the memo to pick her up from school on time and her father even kept apologizing despite his harsh actions being pushed to the back of your mind already. Instead of walking Isabelle home as you would walk home, Nicolas would be the one constantly walking you home. Some days you were forced to ignore the dried-up blood that was on his shirt or staining the silver Twilight tag around his neck just to adore the moments between you two. ‘Cause, you cherished the walks to your house and dinners at your house before he’s rushing off with Worick. On other days you were stuck reminiscing each time his lips brushed against yours as he’s rushing out of your house with his katana. Gosh, you were lovesick. 

Those days turned to weeks and those weeks turned into a month of you seeing each other and one evening you could tell that something was up. It wasn’t a feeling that left worry in your mind, but you could tell something was on Nicolas’s mind. He was like one of your favorite books that you didn’t get tired of reading. You knew when something upset him, you knew when something bothered him. You just knew him. 

While finishing up the aftermath of dinner, you were getting ready for bed alone. You expected tonight to be special, but Nicolas had to run out to fix something real quick. Frantically signing something along the terms of Worick needing something. It frustrated you that he would dash out here like that for Worick, but he explained the relationship between the two of them and you knew that you couldn’t get in between that. Especially considering the circumstances the two have been through since they were little. You treated the rest of the night as if it was a night before you met Nicolas. You did a little planning for your class tomorrow and you read a couple of chapters of your book before eventually letting slumber take over your body. 

Forty-five minutes passed of you being asleep until you could feel the flicker of your light being switched on. You sat up and instantly rub the sleep out of your eyes before noticing Nicolas’s figure in the doorframe of your room door. You forgot you gave him a spare key to your place. He took a couple of steps forward in your room until he was at the end of your bed. You finally rubbed the rest of the sleep out of your eyes as you notice him holding the bouquet of red roses, some of them being messed up as if he was running with them. 

“Nic, it’s so late. I thought you said you had to do something with Worrick.” You signed in between a low yawn but you did push the pastel-colored duvet off your body before crawling towards his frame that stood at the end of your bed. You sat on your knees in front of his huge stature collecting the roses out of his hand. 

You tiredly chuckle before bringing the roses up your nose to spell them. The scent of the flowers lingering up your nose before you’re looking up at him, “You left to get these so late at night.” You signed to him with a smile as you watch him nod. 

“The very last floral shop was about to close, paid extra money for them.” Nicolas signed with a sly smile. “Sorry that they’re messed up, I wanted to get back here quickly as possible.” He soon adds. 

You felt your cheeks heat up while glancing at the flowers on your lap. “Why?” You sign to him and your curious eyes meet with his dark ones. Those dark eyes that once were so hard to read to you were now filled with possible love. 

“It’s been a month since we first met.” Nicolas signed. 

If you were in a cartoon, you would most likely die and viewers would see your transparent figure float towards the sky. You didn’t even think about what today was, but here Nicolas was leaving in the middle of the night to get you flowers for today. You excused yourself quickly to tend to the roses, being sure to place them in the living room right so they can be the first thing you see when you enter your home. When you returned to your room, Nicolas's eyes followed you with every step you took—you took the place back on the bed. Sitting on your knees and now your eyes were filled with just Nicolas. Your mind was thinking about Nicolas. Your body needed Nicolas. Your hand reached for his belt to undo it as your eyes met his in such an innocent manner but soon you felt Nicolas stop you. 

“You shouldn’t feel obligated to do this just because I gave you some flowers.” He signed to you.

Regardless of his words, you could see the tent that was built in his pants. You chewed at your lower lip before signing back, “It’s what I want and what you deserve, now let me take care of you Nic.” 

You watched as Nicolas’s lips parted to argue before his hands fell to his side and let you continue to push down his pants. When you finally disregarded him of the black pants he wore, your mouth watered at the bulge in his grey-colored briefs. This would be the first time you’ve seen Nicolas's cock. Late and lonely nights when you were left eager for his body, you were stuck with your own imagination of what his member would look like. Or what it would feel like inside you or in your mouth. The mere thought of it caused you to feel dizzy and your panties to be soaked. 

Your finger traced alongside the band of his briefs before you tugged them down also. Teeth nibbling against your lower lip at the sight. It was like your imaginative mind was true all along. You visualized that it was thick. It was quite pretty. His perfect-shaped mushroom tip leaked with precum and his tanned colored shaft was decorated with a visible vein that obviously was noticeable due to how hard he was. You noticed that it had to be a while seeing his trimmed down there, but you didn’t care. Your mind raced with thoughts about just being sure to make Nicolas feel better. You inched closer to the edge of the bed while Nicolas was standing in front of you, his cock waiting patiently for you. Eventually, you’re enclosing the tip of his member in your mouth with ease. The salty taste of precum stains your tongue before you let your tongue wrap around it, gaining a moan from Nicolas. You flattened your tongue to attempt to fit more of Nicolas into your mouth. Your saliva already pooling outside your mouth as you felt the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. You pulled apart after gagging just a bit, the string of saliva connecting from Nicolas’s tip. You inched a little closer to palm at Nicolas’s shaft and eventually placed him back into your mouth. Your hand palmed at the portions of Nicolas’s cock that wouldn’t fit into your mouth while you let your wet tongue swirl around his tip. 

With each second, you spent with Nicolas’s cock in your mouth, you could hear his low whines. You felt his hand on the back of your head while he guided your movement as your head bobbed up and down mimicking the way a person would dribble a basketball. You could even feel Nicolas’s hips driving forward a little just to feel your mouth around him some more. Perhaps, he was attempting to cherish this one moment as if you were going to be taken away from him the following day. You moaned with the taste of Nicolas on your tongue and your hand reached in between your thighs to rub yourself through your panties. You were so eager for more of Nicolas that you were growing impatient.  Soon, you removed yourself from his member with a pop. You let your tongue glide across your lower lip as you were finally able to give your throat a rest. At this point, you could feel your panties stick to your folds due to the wetness. You craved Nicolas immediately. “How’d you want to do this?” You signed, initiating what position he wants to do it in. 

After all, this whole session was to assure the feelings between each other, but you also wanted to make Nicolas feel like the best man in the world. You watched his cheeks stain a crimson color as he fiddled with his thumbs and soon was signing to you with a quickness.

And that’s how you found yourself comfortably on top of him completely naked and ready to please him. Your pussy glides across the shaft of his dick as he grabs ahold of your face to kiss you. His tongue shoves its way into your mouth causing you to moan into the passionate kiss. Your hips grind against his hardened member eagerly before you’re forcing your way out of the kiss. A string of saliva connected the two of you as you lifted up. Nicolas’s fingertips traced alongside your collarbone to down to one of your breasts. Your nipples hardened at the sudden touch before you’re reaching behind you to grab his cock. You lifted your hips a little and lined him up with your entrance. Your juices coated the tip of his cock and you watched as Nicolas’s face scrunched up in pure pleasure. You inched yourself slowly upon his cock and bit by bit you felt him stretch you out. You could feel comforting grasps upon your body as your eyes flutter open to be met with Nicolas’s. 

You rolled your hips in a manner to confirm that you were okay. The once intense feeling of you getting used to Nicolas’s cock inside of you was overpowered by the feeling of pleasure. Your head fell back with each rock of your hips, your mouth stuttered out profanity words and Nicolas’s name. Your hand prompted on his chest to hold yourself up while riding him and with the help of Nicolas's huge hands he was sure to guide the movement also. 

You’ve had lovers in the past, just like you had sex with others also. But for some reason, tonight was much better than those past lovers and flings. Was it because you knew the feelings were mutual? Or perhaps it just was the heat of the moment after Nicolas' kind gesture. 

“Fuck—“ You stuttered out before using your knees to bounce on Nicolas's member. You slick coating his cock with each movement on him. When you made such a lewd movement, you felt Nicolas' fingers dig into the flesh of your skin before he gave up trying to control what you were doing. 

You watched with tear-filled eyes as he was eagerly watching you take his cock like a big girl. His hands found a place behind his head as if he was relaxing and watching an entertaining movie. With each dip of your hips, Nicolas’s head seems to sink further into the pillow in pleasure. His teeth clamped down on his lower lip before his eyes stared in between the space of the two of your bodies. The pornographic sight of watching his cock disappear bit by bit inside your dripping wet pussy. 

Nicolas's body felt like he was undergoing a fever. His breath hitched in his throat when he felt you bottom down once again and let out a broken moan. Nicolas went years without his hearing and had no problem with it, especially considering who he lived with and has been around his whole life. But tonight he ached to hear the way your moans sound or the way you were whimpering out his name. With not being able to hear, he has learned to read your body language quite well. Just by the way your face looked fucked out at the moment, he could tell you were enjoying this just as much as he was. 

He watched as you continued to ride him, your breasts moving with each glide of your hips or each bounce you’ve done on his cock. Nicolas could read your lips as you were gasping out that you were close to orgasming. His large tugged you forward so that your bodies were close to each other. Your bare breasts were now upon Nicolas's chest as his hips bucked upward. With each rock of his hips upward, you could feel the pit that sat in your lower abdomen get tighter and heavier. Sweat droplets decorated your forehead as you could only moan out begging for more like a desperate housewife. The fact that Nicolas's strong arms were wrapped around your frame completely trapping you from running from his lustful thrusting like a madman only was helping you get pushed further to the edge. You could feel the tight grip on your limbs and soon felt Nicolas thrusting become sloppy. The warm feeling of his cum squirting inside you once he felt your walls pulse around his cock caused you to instantly kiss him on the lips. 

Your mind and body were distracted from the passionate kiss you and Nicolas shared to tug each other off the shared cloud of the two of you cumming. You could feel his fingertips tracing something upon your back. Your mind finally was able to mentally focus on what he was tracing until you finally realized. 

I love you. 

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