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I found a character creator based on one of my favourite games - Stardew Valley 💜 Linked here

Tagging (only if you want to): @shadowdaddies @fieldofdaisiies @daycourtofficial @nocasdatsgay @harrystylesfan2686

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Escape Reality with Easy-Going Manga Series 'Futari Escape'

On November 15, Seven Seas Entertainment released the first volume of Shouichi Taguchi slice of life manga series Futari Escape. It will publish the second volume in February 2023.

The publisher describes the manga:

Two young women--one an overworked manga artist, the other a jobless slacker--try to escape the realities of adulthood. Whether it's by going into debt while splurging on an epic meal or taking an impromptu trip, "Kohai" and "Senpai" always find a way to make the most of their days! Kick back and relax with this adorable yuri comedy!

Futari Escape began serialization in Comic Yuri Hime in 2020. It is a popular series, and in the 5th Yuri Manga Sousenkyo, a popularity poll on the Japanese website YuriNavi, the series won the top spot in the popularity category and 8th place overall.

In the January issue of Comic Yuri Hime, which was released earlier this month, publisher Ichijinsha announced that the series will conclude with its final chapter in the February issue, set for release in December. Ichijinsha publishes three volumes of the series in Japanese.

Shouichi Taguchi is a Japanese mangaka known for his manga Jumyou wo Kaitotte Moratta. Ichinen ni Tsuki, Ichimanen de an adaptation of Miaki Sugaru’s tragedy light novel Mikkakan no Koufuku. Taguchi also contributed to Ichijinsha’s Shuumatsu Sekai Yuri Anthology in 2020.

You can check out the debut volume of Futari Escape in English digitally and in paperback today: https://amzn.to/3U8abS9

Reading official releases helps support creators and publishers. YuriMother makes a small affiliate commission from sales to help fund future coverage.

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sukuna likes you, just accept it.

modern au! sukuna, sukuna being the narcissist he is

read more? masterlist

sukuna oi

sukuna where tf are u

sukuna yuji told me you missed class

sukuna reply woman

You blame it on the bad weather yesterday. According to the weather app you have on your phone it wasn’t going to rain any time yesterday. That’s why you decided to not bring an umbrella. You thought that it’ll be just a pain cause you’re already carrying an amount of books.

To your luck, it rained. College has been a bummer because of night class.

You thought of calling Sukuna yesterday since he had a car and the bus top is kind of far from the campus. But Sukuna mentioned that he was gonna attend a party that Gojo was throwing, he was forcing you to come with him but you told him you have class to attend to. Plus the party would probably annoy the shit out of you, Sukuna will probably just leave you there for a girl.

So decided to run to the nearest bus, luckily just as you got there a bus came. Reaching your apartment with your clothes, bag, shoes wet. It only gotten worse since now you have a high fever and you missed out class.

1:34 pm

“Shitty woman, are you here?” Sukuna yells making sure you’ll hear him wherever you are in the apartment. He search the place till he got in your room to just see you sleeping with a big comforter around your body. “typical [name]” He chuckles finding his view cute.

He walk over to the bed and touch your face, he felt the hotness of your skin rushly touching your forehead and neck.

“You’re sick,” He stated “doll wake up, have you even taken a medicine yet?”

“Sukuna?”

“Hmm, sit up.” The man started, “You look like shit.” He continued teasing you as you lightly hit him on his shoulders sitting up.

“You know you can’t just barge in my apartment. You still have class, don’t you.”

“Says who.”

“Says me, idiot.”

Sukuna stands up looking for something, “What is it?” you asked watching his figure move.

“A temperature checker, do you have one?” He answers still looking around for it.

“What’s this? Didn’t know you’re one of the caring one.” You laugh finding it funny, “I just don’t want to see you look like shit, doll.” he taunted. “How did you get this fever?”

“From the rain yesterday i guess, had to run to the bus stop because it looked like it wasn’t gonna stop soon.” You said fixing your hair tying it up so it wouldn’t look messy. “Why didn’t you call me [name] i could’ve pick you up.” He seriously said as he sits in the bed next to you.

“You went to the party, right? I didn’t wanna bother you kuna.” You answer honestly.

As much as you enjoy annoying sukuna. You hated bothering him and he knew that. Matter of fact he hate how you think like that. Sukuna wants nothing but that. He likes you bothering him. He likes it when you rely on him. He likes wasting his time on you.

“We talked about this ’bothering’ this, have we not? You know i’ll choose you over a stupid fucking party.”

“You could’ve been having fun sukuna. You do so much for me, i don’t wanna feel like i’m bothering you all the time. Plus you could’ve been with some girl and i don’t wanna ruin your chances dude.”

“Didn’t i tell you already? I like you. Why are you so fucking stubborn.” He said sounding annoyed.

Sukuna confessed to you two months ago, at first you thought he was just playing until he really showed it. He rarely went on parties since that day, always texting you, he even stuck with you in the library when you were studying. Both you and him can agree that he’s not that good at keeping relationship with woman. You met him a year ago at class and since then you both just gotten closer and closer.

But before Sukuna even liked you, you did first.

You watch him be with different girls, you listen to him ranting about different girls, you witness how he was. You never wanted to be any of them. When he confessed to you, the first thing you thought of is how are you gonna lose your feelings for him. You never responded properly to his confession. Never rejected him. No matter how much you liked him you cannot risk to be hurt.

“You don’t mean that, Sukuna.”

“How many times do i have to remind you.”

“You don’t like me. You’re just attached kuna. You’ve never had a relationship with a girl like this that’s why you’re confused. You like the thought of being with a girl and being close like this but you don’t like me.”

Sukuna scoff, “The fuck you know about my feelings doll?”

“I don’t like the feeling, i like you. I don’t care about no hoe, i fucking like you. It doesn’t matter if you like me or not. Trust me doll, i’ve seen enough relationship to know whether it’s real or not. So if you don’t wanna be with me because of think i’m playing, you’re being dumb” He continued, “I just wanna be yours doll, is that so wrong hmm? You make me feel crazy things you don’t even know. I’ll make it so fucking worth it.”

You don’t know why but you wanna cry.

Suddenly he stood up, “Where you going?” you ask obviously not wanting him to leave.

“I’m gonna buy a temperature checker and food for you. Wait here.”

Say it, just say it. Tell him how you feel.

“Ermh..um..Sukuna?” You shyly called for him.

He looked back at you, “What?”

“I like you too.” You say flustered but manage to form a sweet smile for him.

“I know doll, took you long enough.” He says smirking, “We’ll talk more when i get back.”

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it’s simple. laundry people should live with dishes people. then everyone wins. and also it’s gay so love wins.

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my favorite thing is to say "investing in" instead of "buying"

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ppl who celebrate fictional character birthdays are annoying pass it on

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toji fushiguro is an interesting man because he’s not really committed to being a good father figure for megumi or doing his job properly or even being a decent gambler. however, he is fully fucking committed to being an a-list, certified son of a bitch. imagine you hate a high schooler SO MUCH that you humiliate him, sabotage his school assignment, morally corrupt his only friend and forcefully make him the new teenage dad of your poor four year old son. i can’t even begin to describe the level of spite and unseriousness it takes to commit to something like this.

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toji fushiguro

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baby trap - (vol. 1) toji fushiguro

rating: e (18+) reader: f summary: you were toji’s girlfriend? baby girl? sugar baby? slut? you were a lot of things to toji fushiguro. he paid for your college, fucked you in his car but also had a grasp on you like no other man.  tags: ddlg, dark themes, smut, multiple orgasms, baby trapping a/n: remember, the ask box is open!

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IMPORTANT: TUMBLR & FANFICTION

Alright kids, listen up because @staff have pulled off a corker of a hot mess and have decided to add "Community Labels". I guess they've decided we can't be trusted to add our own warnings and people can't make sensible choices with what they engage with.

But why does it matter to me?

Tumblr have made labels AN OPT IN SITUATION which means every single blog here is automatically set to hide any triggering content

If you want to continue to be able to access and read fanfiction PLEASE go into your settings and click "show" on at least the "Mature" and "Sexual Themes" labels!!

ALSO IOS USERS: there's an extra fun "Hide additional content" bit just to really try and block us from any hopes of success. Make sure you opt out of that too otherwise I think content will be blocked on the mobile app!

Attached to this post are screenshots from my settings so you guys know what to look for. I could only find it on my desktop settings and not on the mobile app (for now at least)

[I feel like I should add I don't want to sound like I'm pressuring anyone... if you don't want to see certain content obviously keep it hidden and protect yourselves BUT this post is mainly targeted at the horny little gremlins I write for who will be suddenly deeply confused when their smut supply is cut off]

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do you think their menstrual cycles are synced up

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no thoughts, just this yoonjin moment from run bts episode 147 😔

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𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐑 | 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑.

Pairing: (College AU) Sophomore!Suna Rintaro x Freshman!reader

NSFW content, Minors Do Not Interact! Blank blogs aren't welcome. I'm not afraid to block.

Warning/Contains: exhibition/public sex (didn't get caught), no protection/raw sex (can be interpreted that reader takes pills), breeding, choking, use of "bunny" and "pretty girl" as petname, senior-junior relationship, college au that still has relation to canon timeskip suna. (Let me know if I missed anything)

Every college student is bound to have their little personal secret. Be it something as little as cheating in a class, up to something as big as raiding a goverment office (not often- but it seriously happened in some places).

As a star athlete in his campus, Suna Rintarou doesn't have that crazy of a secret. He tries to keep his reputation clean, especially now that he got accepted in a professional volleyball club. Remaining a clean slate as he tries to finish college without any semester repetition. Sure some missed class here and there, but he got enough connection to help him with stuff. Nothing bad about it though, even the teacher's pet sometimes needs help.

So in conclusion, Suna is a good sophomore.

Beside, no one will really know that he's been cozing up to a freshman.

Well "really" cozing up.

Almost everywhere.

Like in the campus gym changing room.

So there you are. Hands against a locker, hips leaned back while your feet tip-toe on the tiled floor, letting your senior fuck you from the back. Your clothes are almost gone, only left with the skirt (that tempted him since this morning) around your waist, being hunched up for him to fuck you easier, and your panties that are pushed aside. Suna on the other hand, is mostly clothed and only pulled down his pants down to his knees.

"S-Suna-san someone might see-..."

Your broken voice was disturbed by a choked moan as Suna gave a hard thrust. A few tears streaming down your flushed out face as you looked back at him with those doe eyes. Looking as if you're begging him for something you don't even know what. And Suna would lie if that crying face of yours didn't just made his dick twitched inside of you.

"Then you better stay quiet, bunny,"

He let out a short groan, raising a hand up to your face ever so gently, pushing two fingers inside your mouth. The fingers being pushed further in your mouth with the preassure of his thrust from behind, eliciting your gag reflex. His cock hitting your deepest area, grazing the spot that made you see stars deliciously everytime he bottoms out. Your juices from a previous orgasm are spilling out of your hole and dropping down in small drops hitting the tiled floor below you. You're overstimulated, barely holding on to stand on your own if it weren't for the grip he has on your body.

It's unbecoming of a freshmen like you, fucking your senior in a public facility. You tried to care about the possibility of someone finding you two, but the odd feeling of thrill only edges you faster to your second orgasm. The pleasure starting to eat up the guilt.

You're starting to loose sense of reality with how good his fingers choked you and how his cock hits all the right places. Letting out shameless muffled whimpers and moans in rhyme with his thrust. Tears staining your face mixing with the drool dropping out of mouth at the base of your chin. You're a mess. But Suna wouldn't like the sight any other way.

"Just a little bit more, bunny... One more for me, yeah?"

He whispered, leaning his head down close on the side of your nape, nipping the exposed skin enough for it to leave a mark. His movement started to lost speed but every thrust feels harder and graze that special spot a little bit longer. Causing you to let out a long surprised moan just as Suna pulled his fingers out of your mouth. That same finger moved down to your neck, moving your head up to face him before he captured your lips with his. Swallowing up your sinful sounds in to muffles for a few seconds as the hard thrusts continues. His other hand gripped the side of your body closer to him, pulling your hips to move on opposite direction with his thrust.

"I-I c-cant... Please, please-"

You slurs in his mouth before he kissed the side of your face.

"You can, little bunny. I know you have one more for me, my good little breeding bunny.."

His fingers moved to wrapped themselves more firmly around your neck, slowly giving it preassure with just the right amount. His pace started to quicken again as you feel light-headed. The sudden change of sensation causes your hole to clench, resulting in a hiss escaping from his lips. The hiss turned into a whine, yet he quickly muffled it into the crook of your neck. You can feel his body tensing and his thrust getting sloppier, and you've learned at this point it means that he's close to cumming.

"Suna-san I-I'm--"

"Ssshhh just cum for me, bunny. Give me all of it, pretty baby."

His hand that was around your hips now moved down to the front of your cunt. Finding it's place on your puffy clit, circling around it in a '8' motion. The sudden add of stimulation almost made you topple over. A quiet scream escaped your agape mouth, feeling the knot on your lower stomach releasing.

You feel like your vision went white for a few seconds as you cum for the 2nd time. Your smaller body convulsed under his touch, as he keep thrusting in and out, riding your orgasm while practically still overstimulating you with his fingers rubbing your clit. You tried to push him away from your body, but the difference in size and strenght made it impossible for you to stop him from his assault on your poor hole and body.

In a usual scenario, Suna would edge himself to prolonged the moment until you reached your 3rd hight. But with the situation the two of you are in, it's not a good idea to keep the game going. And so he gave in to the sensation of your walls tightening and twitching around his cock, pulling him to his release. A muffled groan escaped his lips as he gave one last strong thrust inside your little cunt. Releasing his cum deep inside of your velvet walls. The warm feeling of getting filled up made a few weak whimpers escaped your lips.

He gave a few more slower thrust to ride down his high before slowly pulling out. His cum rolled down your used sex, mixing with your arousal and trailing down your thighs. A few white drops even dripped down to the floor.

Your mind is still hazy as you try to catch your breath. Eyes glazed in pleasure, mouth agape with your tongue out as you try to even-out your breath, your legs spread out showing your battered cunt and a glimpse of your puckering asshole. A view like this needs to be memorised, which is why Suna moved to grab his phone from the top of the locker (where he had put it before deciding to pound on you) to snap a picture or two.

“So good for me aren’t you, bunny?”

A rhetorical question, one that you'd always obidiently said yes to as the brunette took a picture of your glazed face. His free hand moved up your back, before slowly going down again until it landed on your ass. His middle finger moved in between your exposed behind, tapping and stroking the small untouched puckered hole between the fat teasingly. The action made your sensitive body twitched lightly as you whine in protest.

"How about we try this hole back at my place tonight, hm?"

And who are you to say no to your beloved senior.

When you wanna thirst but Tumblr is being difficult. Hopefully this time it'll show in tags.

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SAY IT WITH ME: MAPPA SURE LOVES SHINY LIPS ESPECIALLY ON GOJO SATORU

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the souvenir boi 🤩

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Articulate KENMA KOZUME

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Genre: smut

Warnings: best friends, hands kink, squirting, eating you out, fingering, lap dance, face riding, age up/time skip

For bonus points the realization he likes you vibe is SWEATER WEATHER

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You make it upstairs to Kenma’s bedroom, unlocking the door in full swing. He only casts you a glance.

This was a normal occurrence. You would barge into his room, go on a rant (unaware if he was listening or not), sleep in his bed, wake up, do his grown out hair, then bother him some more; all while he was on the game. The stream welcomes you, hi’s and hello’s flooding the chat each time he’s live.

His bed was comfy too. Had the really fluffy comforter with matching pillows, always in disarray. There have been many times where you even cleaned his room out of pure boredom, but you don’t mind. You’d rather be bored in his company than alone.

But little do you know, as you go on and on about your day, Kenma listens to the entirety of it even as he’s playing. Mixed calls of your voice and footsteps from the game he’s on confuse him sometimes, he won’t deny, but it’s never enough to tell you to stop talking. People get it mixed up; Kenma is actually a great multi-tasker, he just doesn’t want to. As you kick your legs on his bed and fiddle with his things, when he gets free time from the loading screen he looks at you rather than the countless missed messages he has. He’ll let you know he’s there and does truly enjoy your company.

Every time this will put a smile on your face. Knowing how he won’t judge you, but will sit in contentment and put up with you all day. You make yourself at home, changing into your shorts behind him. He already turned the stream off, and his headset is wrapped around his neck. He definitely can see you reflecting through his monitor as well.

It takes everything in him not to turn around—not like you would’ve minded—but you are his best friend. Kuroo hates hearing it, and you always laugh in his face whenever Kenma refuses to answer the question. He quite literally is most comfortable with you, messing that up with these tucked away feelings is something he’ll never be okay with. Past girlfriends had issues with his lack of attention and that’s not how he wants to be with you. Yet, that’s also how these feelings came to be in the first place: your patience with him.

Settling on a bag of chips and a soda he keeps in his mini-fridge, you sit criss-cross on his bed, able to watch him play from afar.

Kenma can feel your eyes burning holes in the back of his head. This isn’t anything new, he is a streamer after all—but for the first time in a while, he gets shy. He feels obligated to play better than how he was before you were looking.

The gameplay was great, you thought, but his hands were mesmerizing. You’ve never thought about it in detail. You weren’t a very fast typer on a keyboard as nobody really taught you and you grew up with controllers, but he does it gracefully with so much ease.

You would say almost like his hands are an extension of him, but they are.

You’ve tried many times where someone would remind you just to practice. Never practicing on your own time, you still got all your documents and essays wrote the same.

“What?” He inquiries. He twists in his gaming chair to look at you.

“Oh nothing, just looking at the pretty lights on your keyboard.” You try to flash a convincing smile, but it wasn’t convincing enough. He curled his eyebrow up in faux suspicion, 100% sure you were lying.

“I turned them off with the stream. It’s distracting.” He corrects.

Fuck. How did you not notice? The lie you subconsciously came up with would have worked in any other situation but this one. Now he awaits your reply as your face figuratively flushes.

“I was looking at how you play.”

“Mhmm.” The lobby pulls back up, giving Kenma all the time in the world. “You want a closer look?”

You go wide-eyed for a second. Him motioning you over was enough for your body to get up, and walk itself towards his setup. You loved his hands though. You’d get him to do little things like pass drinks or pick up something just to see them flex. You weren’t sure if he knew, but it was just a small thing you liked. Nothing major until you started imagining them inside of you.

You situated yourself on his knee. There were no other seats available and you hoped he wouldn’t think too much of it. He took your hands gently in his and placed them correctly on the keyboard. Left on ‘A,’ ‘S,’’D,’ and ‘F,’ and right on ‘J,’ ‘K,’ ‘L,’ and the semicolon. He used his own to flatten out yours after he told you how, then let you have the mouse.

The grown out blonde was pulled into a small ponytail. Some of it was left down to cascade over his face, just how he liked. He says it lowers his peripheral vision in public, making it easier to mind his own business.

Kenma was barely holding up. He knows exactly what he’s doing, but any self control he had left when he caught a glimpse of you comfortably on his bed, in your low tank top, staring at him. This was the moment he realized there was a pretty girl in his room, everyday. Then when you casually took a seat on him, he cursed at himself internally.

He started the game and you played. He constantly coached you through it.

“Your sensitivity is really high—I can’t see.”

“Turn it down, I’ll eventually turn it back up next time.”

With his help and his hand over yours on the mouse, you finally got to the end of the game, with some screaming included.

“PLEASE WHAT DO I DO-”

His voice was raised too so you could hear him over yourself, just nowhere near your octave.

“Take a left it’s right there.”

“OH GOD WAIT-”

“That’s right-”

You were too excited and almost fell off. His hands quickly wrapped around your waist as you were falling, pulling you back up, except farther with your back to his chest. He held you tightly when he caught you, not dispersing his strength correctly. Now you were sure you wouldn’t fall off.

“Thanks.”

Naturally you got comfortable, moving around and standing up a bit to fix yourself, but Kenma was practically dying behind you. You realize he never let go. You watch him focus downwards as you rub against him, seemingly lost in his own thoughts with his hands slowly moving down to your hips. You sit your hands on the arms of the gaming chair and stare back at him until he looks up at you.

No words are exchanged as you look curiously at each other.

Experimenting, you sink back down slow, twisting your hips, purposefully grinding on him. You observe his face slightly change then revert. Sitting all the way down and innocently wiggling, you ‘correct’ your shorts and pull them up, directing his attention there. You turn back around to his mouth left apart and golden eyes suddenly a dark mustard; still on your waist.

Time seems to have stopped as Kenma imagines you flipped in lewd positions. His eyes find yours once again, but almost instantly they go to your lips.

Fuck it, let’s make those a reality. He thinks.

His hand wraps around to your cheek, pushing your lips onto his. He pulls you even closer. Gently trailing his right hand down to your throat while his left rests caressing your hip, you moan into the kiss.

He is everywhere. Every place on your body seems to be occupied by him, and you wouldn’t want anything else. You didn’t even realize how much you wanted him (until you were sideways with his tongue down your throat), but those nicely manicured hands of his were being put to good use. His holding hand goes up to your chest to push through your bra and straight to your breast. He enhances his movements with bites on your neck.

There have been times where you’ve ranted about bad hook-ups, and all of it is being put into work now. He listened as you went on and on about that one spot right under your ear that was most sensitive, yet nobody seemed to find it even though it was marked with a tiny mole.

He listened as you preferred men who fuck with their hips rather than pure strength—off stream of course.

He listened as your friend went ballistic about you being at his house so often, leaving your scent in his bed.

No wonder he actually sleeps now.

“K-Kenma you’re-“

“Mmm.”

Still with your head thrown backwards over his shoulder, he puts two fingers of his in your mouth.

“Be nice for me and keep that pretty mouth shut, hm?”

You couldn’t do anything but oblige as more fingers drag towards your center, slipping past your panties. He circles your clit, attentive to your body’s reaction through your eyes. He watches you gag on his digits.

It was all new to you, especially with him. You’ve never seen him like this, all riled up, the words he just spoke rolling so easily off the tongue.

He lets you breathe before removing himself and making you stand. He twirls you around like a doll, then pulls you back down by your chin, spreading your legs. Kenma would never admit how many times he’s thought about you straddling him.

Swift and unnoticed he unclips your bra. Rolling your hips seemed to be the best option at the time while your head twisted to suck his tongue. This position doesn’t last long when he gets a hold on your thighs, stands, then takes you over to his bed with your arms around his neck (in place of the long-discarded headset).

Almost dropping you on your back, you giggle. He smiles against your skin at your childishness and leaves small impactful kisses down to your belly button. You’re extremely ticklish, but that only added excitement to the feeling. An intimidating gaze flows through pretty lashes when he slowly pulls down your shorts, underwear following suit.

To be honest, this wasn’t the first time you’ve thought about something like this with Kenma. If anything you wanted your first to be him, the trust and (what you thought was platonic) love would keep the fine relationship between you two going. The occasion has passed though, and you could care less. Not when he was enjoying himself between your legs.

Pushing both thighs to the bed, he gives himself a clear view. Instantly he buries himself in you with his hair in his face. Starting off slow, his tongue spells his name on the bud repeatedly, sucking to punctuate. Anything that slips out of his mouth immediately goes back in wetter than it came out. He forms his tongue in different shapes too: sometimes it’s flat, sometimes it’s elongated; you stopped looking after a while when your head got tired of holding itself up. He closed his eyes as he occasionally slurped through you. Really, he ate you like you were the last thing he’d ever taste. From his point of view, this was almost everything he’s ever wanted anyway. You.

“You taste amazing.”

You whimpered, you had no idea where he got this from. It was short, but he said it so casually. Your moans echoed through his room with the faint sound of the lobby music from his PC. Your back rose with each flick of his tongue, and when your hands found his hair, he groaned against you in…frustration? His pony fell out and the scrunchie was gone. The grip on your thighs tightened with the vibration, giving pleasure to the both of you. Kenma was undeniably good with his hands, just as you expected.

His tongue explores you so well he has to keep you still. As you thrash and twist to run away (while also somehow attempting to get closer), he pulls you right back down every single time with no problem. On his side it actually wasn’t easy, you put up a hell of a fight. He continuously sucks you, teasing both lips but keeping the nub occupied—nobody has ever ate you like this from the many who have tried. Once he added two fingers and they reached the one spot yours never could, you knew it was your last try. The thumb on the same hand cleverly rolled over your center while his fingers did work. He took this time to stare up at you and kiss your stomach as well. The articulation he had was alluring. Finally, he pulls you downwards for the last time, eagerly getting you to cum on his hand whilst sucking. He actually thought you tasted like cranberries.

“You wanna cum? Go ahead, I won’t stop you.”

Once your eyes were rolling back and you went silent, he knew it was over. Pulling them out quick, he smeared your already drenched clit quickly, stimulating you to the max.

“You love my fingers in more ways than one huh?”

Before you knew it you were gushing down his arm. He kept going, testing to see how much you could push out. You quickly looked up in shock with heaves, you never even knew you could squirt; but the clear liquid leaking down his hand was proof enough. You judged that if anyone could get you to, it was him. He only looked amused so the change in expression was refreshing…but what. the. fuck.

“Shit, you get better by the second.” He entertains.

You just squirted for your best friend.

Almost immediately going back down, he continued. He feeds off your pulsing clit, licking and slurping away. You watch as he sucks and stretches out the skin from the suction of his mouth.

“fuck-Kozume please!”

And that was when he heard it: his first name. If he wasn’t as hard as he thought he could get, he was now. You only ever called him by his last name, just as he did you and Kuroo—he never thought he’d hear it.

“Say it again.” He came up.

“Kozume.” You whined out.

He made sure he had a good hold on your body before rolling over. With this, his movements never concluded. You naturally followed. With every rock of your hips, he grew more focused on making you cum again. You could never get over it, he was so pretty. Never in panic when doing anything. Your hair was a mess, your muscles were jolting; but what could you do? Stop him?

As you rode his face he looked the most content you’ve ever seen. It would seem like you were overstimulating yourself, and even though the hand you had in his hair brought forth grunts of his own, it was all him. Reaching back with any energy you had left you dipped your hand past his sweats to jerk him off.

It was big. You couldn’t even see it. Based on how it felt in your hand though, it wouldn’t be easy slipping that in your mouth. The second orgasm approached quickly rather than building up this time, making the task of helping him out harder. His hands roamed your spine, until one found your hair and pulled by the root.

“Mmmoh my goddd…” You slurred.

With your back arched, your voice contorted a few pitches higher than usual. Ken seemed to suck harder than before. He never wanted to disconnect from you so wherever your body moved away with desperate rolls of your hips, he just sat up and followed.

When you looked down at him, realization settled in that this was your best friend of six years, almost making you feel guilty. He instantly washed this away when his eyes opened to yours. You peered down at him, mouth agape, your second orgasm rolling over you as he held prolonged eye contact.

“Kozume…”

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