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[jinkxndela]

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[hoseokieswrld]

STILL DON'T KNOW MY NAME | JJK (M)

CHAPTER ONE:

Pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader

Summary: In which a video game streamer, Jeon Jungkook, finds— and is intrigued by— an account that writes nsfw fanfiction about him and decides to send them a private message. He still doesn’t know your name.

Genre: smut, pwp, internet strangers to lovers

Category: three-shot

Collab with: @dollfaceksj —> her masterlist

Banner by: @archivedkookie

WARNINGS: sexting, explicit sexual content, strong language, pornography, cybersex, exchanging in nude photos, hidden identities

total word count: 4.7k. masterlist next part—>

“Ah, fuck! He got me where I couldn’t see him!”Jungkook yells into his microphone, frustrated at his followers during his twitch stream. “Damn it, I was so close.” Jungkook puts his face into his palms, looking at his monitor and seeing all the comments being left in the chat.

User386290: Damn jk he got your ass lmao

Jkssideh0e: aww kook dw you're still fine asf

Jungkook ignores the thirst comments. They don’t make him uncomfortable, he’s just used to them. Don’t get him wrong, he loves the thirst comments and they actually give him a little ego boost. Whenever he loses at something, he tends to get very annoyed and end the stream.

“Well, that didn’t go as planned and that honestly killed the mood,” Jungkook weakly laughs. “It's getting late and I’ve already been streaming for two and a half hour anyway, so I think I’m gonna end the stream guys, sorry.” He turns his attention to his camera. There seems to be lots of women in today's stream judging from the comments left in the chat.

Kookswrld: noooo dont go yet bby >:(

Ashln00: im gonna miss ur sexy ass

yrma4l: leaving us already wow whtevr

“Don’t worry, guys. I’ll stream tomorrow night at the same time and I’ll be posting some clips of tonight's stream later on my Twitter and Instagram for you guys to rewatch.” He’s really appreciative of his followers and he enjoys seeing them beg him to stay on stream, even if some of the comments are sometimes a little out of pocket.

“Okay, I’m gonna hop off the stream now. Thanks to everybody who joined and donated on my stream today. I really appreciate you guys, and tomorrow I’ll come back on and play COD with some of you guys too. Goodnight, everyone!” Jungkook waves as the comments bid him goodbye.

Jkssideh0e: bye bby

Cl0v3r2000: see u tmw sexy

Jeoncjungk: byeee!! :)

_elicticmoonl1ght: you did so well today baby ill def tune in tmw ;))

Jungkook smiles at the pet names, not being able to contain his flusteredness from the camera. The compliments he gets from his followers are much flirtier to him.

Jungkook has been streaming for a little over a year now. At first, it started out as a silly little hobby when he had some free time after his friend Taehyung suggested he should start streaming. After a while, more and more people started to join and watch his lives. Not only was Jungkook good at video games but he was also insanely attractive, one of the reasons he has such a large female audience. After gaining more followers by the day, his once-a-week streams became twice a week, which then resulted in five times a week. Jungkook never thought his love for video games would get him this far, it was only a silly hobby of his. A year later, he has 1 million followers that watch and share his streams. He truly loves his followers.

Jungkook finally ends the two and a half hour stream. He gets up, washes up for the night before he gets into bed. He’s had a pretty long day between photography sessions he does on the side and streaming, so he’s glad he has time to lie down in bed and edit videos for the night.

After posting, he decides to scroll through his feed on twitter since he hasn’t all day.

@lili57_: Jungkook on his stream today tho?!! Yall gotta hold me back fr he is TOO fine my god.

@jjkkoooks: jk got another tattoo?? he is wattpad come to life 😛

That’s until he scrolls on his Twitter timeline and notices a familiar username.

_elicticmoonl1ght

Where did he recognize that name from? He thinks long and hard from his stream’s chat today, and finally remembers. This definitely has to be the same user from earlier, so the only logical thing Jungkook thinks to do is press on the account’s page.

“Holy shit,” are the first words that come out of his mouth as his eyes practically bulge out of his skull.

“NSFW 18+ ONLY ACCOUNT DEDICATED TO JEON JUNGKOOK” were the first words in your bio…and then the multiple threads of sexual content you write about Jungkook.

A whole nsfw account dedicated to me? I didn’t think people would go out of their day to write explcit stories about me. Jungkook’s thoughts are clouding his mind. He knows he has very loyal followers who watch and share all his streams, but this? Jungkook would have never thought in a million years that people would make porn accounts about him. He’s just a regular dude in his 20s who likes to play video games.

Jungkook decides to go through your page, each post making him more flustered the more he scrolls down. Fuck, do you know how to write, he thinks to himself, truly amazed at how you write each scenario to every last detail, making it sound realistic. That is until he almost cums on the spot, heart racing faster than ever when he comes across one of your most updated posts:

"Mmh, fuck, Kook. Right there, please, don't stop," I whine into the comforter of the mattress while my boyfriend pounds into my soaked pussy from behind, knocking the breath out of my lungs.

"Yeah, baby, like that? I'm gonna make this pussy squirt for me," Jungkook groans out, going harder and faster on me, constantly spanking my ass to make sure he leaves his mark.

Jungkook is starting to get way too hard for his liking. He is so incredibly turned on by your writing, he has never expected to grow an erection from reading fictional porn about him. He mentally debates with himself whether jerking off to this is weird or not, but then realizes he hasn’t gotten himself off in days.

Porn isn’t doing it for him anymore, so he hasn’t watched it in weeks. He feels like the porn now isn’t real or natural. A girl screaming her head off like she was getting murdered was not even remotely hot to him, so he hasn’t had the desire to watch anything of the sort. Jungkook also had a few sneaky links here and there, but hasn’t hooked up with any in months. Unfortunately, he felt like they got too clingy and they even started to expect more from him. So now that he’s by himself, jerking off to this doesn’t seem like a bad idea, especially if it’s about him.

Oh, fuck it, Jungkook surrenders to himself and pulls down his sweatpants just past his balls, cock springing to life and hitting his stomach. Jungkook quickly scrambles to open his bedside table to pull out his lotion he uses for times like these. Impatiently, he squirts a good amount of the lotion into his palm and wraps his large tattooed hand around his throbbing cock.

Jungkook’s body jerks from the sensation of his lotioned hand stroking his sensitive cock, slightly squeezing the tip. His veiny cock twitches, begging for a release of some sort. His chest slightly heaves, forgetting how pleasing himself every once in a while can feel so good. “Mhm- Fuck,” he sighs quietly, picking up his phone to continue reading your post.

“Gonna cum, Kook, fuck, I’m gonna cum.” I mewl out from the immense amount of pleasure my boyfriend is giving me with his huge girthy cock, constantly rubbing against my g-spot. He shuts me up with a rough steamy kiss, never slowing down the pace of his hard thrusts. My back slightly starts hurting from being so deeply arched for him, but I can’t say I don’t like it.

He pulls away from the kiss, a long string of saliva connecting the both of our lips still. “Yeah, you're gonna cum for me? All talk until I give your bratty ass attention.” Jungkook says through gritted teeth, wrapping a hand in my hair and pulling it backwards to expose my beautiful, untouched neck to him. He leans in, harshly nibbling and sucking on my skin, leaving it bruised and bitten. I can’t help but admit defeat and whimper under his touch.

“I’m still being a cunt, right? Isn’t that what you said earlier? Huh, baby? Answer me.” Jungkook pulls on my hair again, waiting for my reply. He can’t help but go harder from my desperation, tears building up in the corners of my eyes from how hard he’s gripping my hair.

Jungkook can’t stop reading, finding your bratty attitude so fucking hot, imagining himself fucking into your tight, warm pussy faster. He gets more comfortable in bed, laying down as he squeezes the tip of his cock with every stroke of his large hand, more and more precum spilling out fromhis tip. His lips become red and swollen from biting down on them in a lousy attempt to contain his little whines and groans.

What makes this even hotter is him not knowing what you look like, sending him into a horny headspace. Still fisting his hard, lengthy cock, he gathers spit in his mouth, letting it dribble from his lips onto the head of his swollen dick, a little saliva getting caught in his dark pubes. He whines as he feels some of his saliva dripping down to his balls, the sound of fapping noises filling the room.

“N-no, Kook, you’re not. M’sorry, please- fuck,” I plead my boyfriend as he palms my tits under my tank top, letting the straps fall off my shoulders. He continues to feel me up, occasionally twisting and pinching my sensitive nipples.

Your words and writing make him imagine you, a mystery girl, begging him to fuck you. This is exactly what he likes. His cock only oozes more precum and begs for release. Jungkook takes off his shirt and the rest of his sweats, fully naked in the darkness of his bedroom. He wipes the layer of sweat off of his forehead and massages his balls a bit more, the sensation too good to stop.

“Gonna give what you want baby, yeah?” He finally lets me cum after teasing and torturing me for far too long.

This is the part Jungkook’s been waiting for. The tension building up was enough to get him excited, but this is the part he’s been looking forward to the most. This is what has him thrilled, reading about him finally letting you cum. He can’t describe how badly he wants your tight, velvety walls wrapping around his thick cock. Jungkook recreates the feeling of it by squeezing his hard member with his large palm, moaning a little louder than before.

“Fuck- I’m cumming,” I whine, wrapping my legs around his waist forcing him closer to me.

Is this girl keeping tabs on him? Jungkook can’t tell if he finds it weird or hot that this is exactly how he likes it in real life. He loves how his hands grip your thighs and his fingers sink into the supple flesh. For him, it's the best position. Hitting it from behind. Reading about it makes this ten times better. The way he has a close look at a girl's pussy and ass, her back arched so deeply into the mattress; it only shows how much more power he has over her in bed. He simply loves it. Jungkook can already feel himself getting closer, but wants to finish reading before he cums.

Jungkook keeps a hard steady pace, never losing track of his harsh pace. I can feel his cock throb inside of me, knowing that he’s close to cumming.

“Oh- fuck,” Jungkook groans, imagining him doing this in real life. The way you describe yourself for him is a major turn on, wishing you weren’t just a fake scenario but in his room instead. Fuck, he never knew he could be so envious of his ownself. His cock spurts even more precum than before, the darkness of his bedroom full of skin slapping sounds from the way he jerks himself off so fast. He can only imagine his lotioned hand being your tight soaked cunt.

I finally cum, legs shaking from how powerful my orgasm is. I dig my nails into Jungkook’s big arms when he doesn’t stop fucking into me. Being so fucked out like this drives himcloser to his high, his body collapsing on top of mine as he thrusts into me a few more times as I clench and tear up from the overstimulation.

“Fuck, baby, gonna cum inside you. That okay with you?” Jungkook desperately speaks out into my ear, waiting for my permission.

“Yeah, cum inside me, want your cum in me so bad, Kook.”

Your begging is enough to send Jungkook over the edge. He whines loudly, arm on fire from how hard he jerks himself off, chest heaving. He bites his lip harder, sticking his tongue out to play with his piercings, abs clenching as he’s only a few seconds away from cumming.

Jungkook finally cums inside of me with his final thrust, making my cunt feel so full.

“Fuckkk,” Jungkook groans out as he finally releases all over his stomach and hand, palm never slowing down while stroking his throbbing cock. It drips down in thick layers over his tattooed fingers, falling onto his dark pubic hair. Jungkook swears he’s never cum that hard from masturbating in his life.

He takes a second to recollect himself, still slightly in a daze. Jungkook points his attention downward to his stomach, heaving up and down with every breath. He notices the way his cum sticks to his big fingers. He slightly rubs his cock a little more, the feeling too good to stop, the loose skin going up and down with every stroke.

He stops after a few seconds, being slightly overstimulated. He reaches over to his bedside table, grabbing a few tissues and wiping off the cum from his stomach and lotion from his hand. Jungkook can’t lie, he really enjoyed reading and getting off to that, and wouldn’t be opposed to doing it again. He could scroll all night reading all of your horny thoughts and posts, you are really good at it.

That's when he gets an idea. He obviously can’t keep stalking and liking your posts from his professional streaming account, that would just blow his cover.

He quickly logs out of his personal account and creates a new burner account with the username ian_97. Jungkook quickly sets up his account making it look less like a fake bot account which results in him putting a picture of his dog, Bam, as the profile picture. He quickly edits his bio which consists of his real age and where he's from. There’s no way you’d think it's actually Jungkook who's following and liking all your posts. Would you even notice his account? You already have 3,000 followers who like and interact with all your posts, mostly being fanpages of him, so there isn’t much to worry about.

Jungkook follows your account, liking a bunch of your posts. He hates himself for getting a little hard, but nothing he can't sleep off. He wonders how you even found him and got interested enough to make an entire nsfw account about him. He’s not complaining though, he finds it hot as fuck.

Jungkook checks the time. ‘It's 12:30 am already? That means I've been reading through her account for like an hour, holy shit.’ Jungkook blinks at how long he’s been caught up in your page. He sighs, plugging his phone into the charger, deciding it's time to get some sleep. Jungkook remembers the long list of errands he has to carry out tomorrow morning which partially makes him annoyed but not much since he needs to get out of the house. He soon falls asleep peacefully, with you on his mind.

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A week and a half has passed since Jungkook’s little smut reading session and finding your page. Since then, he’s gotten so busy with life, doing the photography sessions he does on the side, home chores, and taking care of Bam which is a huge chore in itself. For some reason, he’s had a huge rush in which people want to book with him. Jungkook is glad people enjoy his work, don't get him wrong, but it's more complicated than it seems.

Jungkook spends hours if not days editing all the pictures he’s taken, and him being a perfectionist does not make it a quick task. Getting caught up with all of this ends in him not streaming in over a week, knowing his followers have been begging him to go live. He misses his followers a bunch, and needs to take his mind off things, so after he finishes editing all his pictures and sending them to his clients, he decides to go live.

“Hey everyone, miss me? Sorry I’ve been gone for a while, I got caught up in a lot with some personal matters. And yes, I’ve seen all your tweets begging me to go live and play COD. Well, your wish has been granted!” Jungkook enthusiastically states while reading the comments.

jjkgf613: finally we missed u!!

hoe4.jk: HES BACKKKKK!!!

kookiejjar: heyy hope you're alright :(

“Thanks guys, I missed y’all too, and don’t worry! I’m okay, just been putting a lot of stuff off that needed to be done. Other than that, it's all good! I’m back to streaming for you guys.” Jungkook is glad he has so many people that care for him, he couldn’t ask for better, more supportive followers.

kookswrld: yayyy we got our jungkook back :0

Jungkook chuckles and smiles, but it quickly drops from his face as his eyes drop to the comment right under it.

_elictmoonl1ght: missed u !

Jungkook’s cock twitches in his sweats, memories flooding back in from almost 2 weeks ago when he got off your posts. Fuck, how could I forget? He mentally argues with himself on how that totally slipped his mind. He wonders if you noticed his burner account following you or if you wrote more posts on your page about him. Jungkook quickly snaps out of it, clearing his throat, remembering he’s live streaming with 300k people watching.

“A-ahem, sorry guys, I thought I heard Bam or something. Uhm, let's just get back to the stream.” Jungkook clears his throat, trying to play off the long awkward pause in his stream, cheeks heating when he realizes how deep he was in his thoughts about you. Fuck, he needs to get a grip.

Fortunately, Jungkook is well distracted in his game and interacting with his followers for the past 2 hours, making up for his almost 2 weeks absence. He yawns as he glances at the clock above his screen which reads 10:39 pm. It's late and his eyes are starting to burn from staring at the screen for too long, deciding it's time to end the stream.

“Okay guys, it's getting late so I think I’m going to end the stream. Thank you guys for playing with me, I had a lot of fun reconnecting with y'all. I’ll definitely be going live again soon this week. Don’t forget to check out Instagram and Twitter for more updates. Love you guys, goodnight! ” Jungkook waves at his camera above his monitor, giving his fans a genuine sweet smile. The comments bid him goodbye.

Kookiejjar: gn <33

User386290: seen u soon

Jkssideh0e: gn bf :)))

Jungkook ends the stream, exhausted but happy he got to go live. Streaming is his main source of income, but he does it because he enjoys it, not because it makes him the most money. Also, he makes money off of his sponsorships and photography sessions. Jungkook is pretty financially stable for a 27 year old, it's just him and Bam.

Jungkook cooks himself a small late night meal after his stream, remembering he didn’t get the chance to eat dinner. He makes his favorite go-to meal: spicy buldak ramen. Even though he might regret it later, he doesn’t care, eager to finally eat something after a few hours.

Jungkook finishes his meal and washes all the dishes he used, then puts Bam back into his play pen. He feels sweaty and dirty after his long day, deciding to take a nice hot shower before bed. He relaxes under the shower faucet, not realizing how tense he is. Fuck, loosen up man, he mentally puts himself in check. Jungkook has piled up a lot of stress this past week and a half. Embarrassingly, he hasn’t gotten himself off or had sex in even longer. Jungkook freezes as he remembers earlier events from his day.

“_elictmoonl1ght: missed u!”

Jungkook quickly finishes his shower, turning off the faucet, drying himself off at the speed of light, not even bothering to put on any clothes. He sprints to his bed, rips his phone off its charger and clicks on Twitter.

Jungkook’s stomach bubbles in excitement wondering how much he’s missed your account. He switches from his personal streaming account to his burner, immediately pressing onto your profile. The first thing he sees is an off guard picture of his side profile with the tip of his pink tongue playing with his lips rings from today's stream. He looks so focused and sexy, yet his cock twitches when he reads the caption:

@_elictmoonl1ght: the nose, the piercings, the jaw line, his lips THE TONGUE??!!! needa to ride his face until he begs me to stop. Fuck, i swear he gets more fine everytime he streams :P

Jungkook throws his phone to the side, stripping from his clothings. He throws his shirt and boxers somewhere on the floor of his room, lying down on his bed. Impatiently, he spits into the palm of his hand, too eager to get up and grab his lotion, and places his hand on his cock, stroking until it's firm.

His long and large fingers wrap around his veiny dick, sticky and wet from his saliva. He lets out a small whimper, cock a little sensitive from not being able to get off for almost two weeks. His cock is red, spurting a bit of precum just from imagining how horny you must’ve been when you wrote about him. Jungkook wishes you were with him right now, stroking his hard cock for him, begging him to cum for you.

He continues to scroll down your page, exclusively looking for explicit posts you’ve written about him. A few swipes later, he finds a new and different story you’ve posted. Jungkook presses on the thread and begins reading, smiling from excitement.

Jungkook roughly pushes me onto the bed, stripping me of my clothes.

“Wet as fuck, baby. All for me, right?” Jungkook eyes down my figure, pulling me to the edge of the bed as he takes off my shorts, leaving me in only my underwear.

“Yeah, Kook, just for you, please don’t tease,.” I beg Jungkook as he traces my slit through my panties, sticking them more to my core than before.

Jungkook quickens the pace he strokes his cock at, imagining you, the mystery writer, laying spread out in front of him in your little panties, giving him a full view of your ass and pussy. If you were here, he’d toy with your pussy outside of your underwear, tracing his finger over your lower lips, making sure to press down on your tight, soaked hole, smacking your ass after watching it jiggle. His pace never stops, nipples becoming hard from the cold air in his room, yet every other part of his body is on fire.

“Gonna give you what you want,” Jungkook begins as he pulls down my panties and throws them onto the floor. He lowers himself in front of me, eyeing my soaked cunt, clit begging for some sort of stimulation. He begins by kissing my inner thighs a few times, occasionally biting on them, causing me to whimper in pain.

After a minute of teasing, he finally brings his lips to my cunt, giving it a long, slow lick from my hole to my clit.

“Shit,” Jungkook groans, eating pussy is one of his favorite things to do. It’s crazy how you’ve been writing about all the things he likes. His cock twitches at the thought of having his head between your thighs, imagining your pussy to be plump and soaked for him, clit throbbing whenever his nose bumps into it. He groans out, never stopping the pace he strokes his veiny cock at, wishing he could have the taste of you in his mouth.

“L-like that, Kook,.” I beg him as he devours me like I’m his last meal. He doesn’t take a moment to breathe, but instead constantly sucks on my clit, occasionally moving down to lick at my quivering hole. However, he stops and removes his face from my pussy. His face is covered in my wetness, some of it on the tip of his nose to his chin.

“Sit up,” he demands me while he lays down on his back. That's it? He’s not going to finish the job?

I sit up and stare at him in confusion when the next few words he says makes my pussy clench in desire.

“Ride my face. C’mon, babe.” Jungkook urges me to straddle his face. I’ve never sat on his face, but I’m not opposed to it.

I straddle him, his eyes staring straight into mine as he grabs the back of my thighs, wasting no time in urging me to sit on his face. When I finally lower myself onto him, I jolt from the pleasure. His nose begins to hit directly onto my clit, wet tongue proding at my hole.

“Fuck, feels so good, Kook, d-dont stop,” I plead him, my legs shaking on each side of his head. His tongue and nose constantly working on my pussy has me lightheaded, my words becoming squeals and whines. I decide to be bold, slightly rocking my hips back and forth across his face, lifting myself up every few seconds to let him breathe.

Jungkook fists his cock at a fast, rough pace. Your words were perfect and made it so realistic to imagine. Jungkook pants, “Fuckkk mh- yeah, like that, baby,” as he imagines you humping his face. His balls tighten, thinking about how tight and wet your pussy probably is. He dreams of your plump pussy constantly rubbing onto his nose and lips, maybe even feeling some of your shortly trimmed pubes brush against his skin.

Jungkook is so fucking close, losing it at the thought of your wetness still connecting your pussy to his mouth. His stomach clenches, eyes squeezing shut, feeling a dribble of sweat running down his defined abs. His cock is harder than ever in these past two weeks. His cock is begging to release all the cum he’s been holding in, balls tensing at the thought of cumming everywhere.

Jungkook can tell I’m close by the way I have a tight grip on his hair, and my constant begs to cum. He eventually complies and gives a final kiss to my pussy.

“Want you to come now. That good with you, baby?” He says as he shoves his mouth onto my poor swollen pussy, not even giving me the chance to answer him.

Jungkook doesn’t stop with his rough sucking and licks, determined to make me cum all over his face. My moans and begs are louder than before, my hands gripping his long, luscious hair. He brings all his attention to my clit, sucking on it harshly. My stomach snaps from all the pressure.

“Mh- cumming, Kook. C-cumming,” I cry out as I ride out my high on his tongue and lips, not stopping until I soak his entire face.

Jungkook finally reaches his breaking point, hot white cum coating the back of his hand and stomach, a little seeping onto his belly button. He continues to milk his cock dry until he whimpers from the overstimulation. He just can’t stop. Not knowing who you are or how you look makes the situation even hotter. You don’t have to show him how you look, your words are just enough to make him cum.

Jungkook finally stops stroking his cock, but leaves his tattooed hand there. It might’ve been the little bit of horniness left in him, but he decides to be a little bold. He clicks on your account, scrolls to the top of your page and presses the little message button in the top right corner, and at that he sends you the message.

“hey, your writing is amazing and i cant lie turns me on a lot. Wanna see if u can put those words to good use bby:)”

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a/n: hi guys! i really hope you enjoyed part 1 of sdkmn! this is my very first fic ever and im glad to share it yall finally!! i have no idea when part 2 will be sooo pls dont ask LOL but i hope yall enjoyed it and are ready for the next part! pls don’t be shy to share or reblog they are very much appreciated! id also like to thank @dollfaceksj and @peachypinkygloss for helping me so much through the writing process and making this story 10x better!! my asks are always open and i hope yall stay tuned for part 2! thank youuu🫶🏻🥹💞 -eli

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[tojisun]

heaven to him

dilf!jake sully x na’vi fem reader

!! fluff and smut - minors dni; kind of accidental voyeur; slight exhibition kink (it’s jake’s teehee); so much pet names (sucker for them); banters <33; jake and his insatiable desire is its own warning // 1.7k words

: so it came to me in a vision; started fluff and ended in smut idk why (im a liar - i do know why and its bc of jake!!!); i dont mention any dilf!jake aspects but the whole fic screams dilf!jake and i need yall to see my vision; hope you guys would like this <33; title from off to the races - lana

your ears twitch, having only managed to catch the tail end of the sound. you frown, your head rising from where it’s pressed on jake’s chest, thinking that by doing so, you could hear better.

jake rouses from his near-sleep, blinking exhausted eyes open to watch as your ears flick up, straining to hear the unusual sound.

“ma’yawntu?” he asks, rubbing your shoulder in comfort at seeing how tense you’ve gotten. 

you fumble with your hand to press it on jake’s lips, non-verbally telling him to quiet down. he blinks, confused, and his brows furrow when he notices your tail begin swishing behind you in agitation.

a squeak resonates again, this time louder and clearer. you jolt, your hand leaving his face to clutch at the straps of his dagger’s sheath, not expecting the drawled out sound it made or how it pitched higher at the end. you turn to jake, wondering if he heard it too.

jake coughs because he did. oh, fuck, he did.

his cheeks tingle, his eyes ducking away to look anywhere but you. you narrow your eyes at him in suspicion, realizing that jake knows what it must be that’s making that sound, but he is refusing to help you out.

you think he is playing with you; that he is making a game out of this to hone your skills in stealth and hunting. so you grin to yourself, slinking out of his hold and ignoring his protests to creep closer to the entrance of the clearing.

“sweetheart, no-” but jake is interrupted by another drawn out squeal. 

this time, you recognize the sound and you gasp, turning to jake, your eyes blown wide in surprise. your cheeks burn, the heat rushing down to your neck, and you rush back to jake’s side, hitting his shoulders with the underside of your fist to tamp down your embarrassment.

jake gathers you in his arms, muffling his laughter on the top of your head as you bury your face on his chest to hide your burning cheeks. 

“aww, yawne,” he murmurs. “you feelin’ shy?”

you peek up from his arms, humming softly. jake smiles, brushing your braids away from your face and tucking the stray strands behind your ears. you huff, feeling yourself settle as you enjoy his warm embrace. 

you part your lips to suggest to your mate that you two should leave soon, if not to save yourself from the immense embarrassment, then to finally crash before the hunt tomorrow, but jake purses his lips before saying, “wanna fuck too?”

you whip your head to look at him, a hiss trickling from your lips as you swat at his stomach in surprise. it only made his endeared chuckles rumble louder so you pinch his skin instead, giggling to yourself when his smile vanished quickly, a wince creasing his face.

“you will shut up,” you say, playfully glaring at him but jake just shakes his head at you softly, patting his stinging skin while you attempt to crawl away from him.

you watch the way he parts his lips to respond to you but another drawn out moan echoes past the clearing, followed by distinct rhythmic slaps, and you choke on the air you breathe, curling to yourself in embarrassment. jake’s hand finds purchase on your waist, gripping, his own breath hitching.

“jesus,” he murmurs, his eyes blown wide. “they’re really going at it, huh?”

“ma’jake, stop commenting!” 

jake opens his lips, a retort ready, but he is cut off once again by a wet sob. this time, his face does end up scrunching as he throws his hands up in resignation. “i swear to god, why’s it every time i’m tryna talk huh?”

you sit up, giggling, unable to hold it in anymore. you slap your hand over your mouth to muffle your sounds but hiccuped gasps of your laughter slips past your fingers, making jake smile so wide.

goddamn, baby, jake thinks as he watches you, his eyes full of reverence. how can i be so lucky to have you, ma’muntxate?

he follows the trail of your tanhi, watching the way they trickle down your supple skin and glitter like stars. he studies the way your eyes crinkle, your full lips quirked up in the most beautiful smile as you turn to him. 

jake reaches out for you, opening his arms again because he wants you in them, and you readily dive into them, nuzzling your face on his chest. 

his rumbling chuckle reverberates in the space between you two, the exhaustion of today’s date night and the ongoing embarrassment settling into both of your bones, pulling you two into a lazy embrace. you cuddle up to him and jake easily slots your body to his – two parts of a whole.

you watch the slow trembles running across his body, his skin sensitive to your breath. you giggle to yourself again, peering up at him and biting your giddy smile when jake tips his head down to meet your eyes. 

“what’s got you so happy, yawntu?” he asks.

you do not reply to him, instead choosing to quietly shuffle closer to him to press your lips onto his collarbone. you hear his sharp intake of air, his hold on you tightening, and you feel elated at seeing what you do to him. 

you pull away and look up at him, cheekily grinning, and jake just tuts before he plants a kiss on your forehead. 

“naughty girl,” he murmurs, his voice muffled by your head, and the awkward sound he made makes you laugh again. 

you bask in the silence, your eyes feeling heavy and your body calling for sleep, before jake ruins it again. “how’re you so giggly after hearin’ people fuck?”

you groan, pinching his side again and rolling your eyes at his answering hiss. 

“just pretend that we don’t hear them,” you reply, trying to find the spot you were just in, accepting the fact that you and jake might have to stay the night out here. 

“really hard to do when all my sensitive ears could hear is them fuckin’, sweetheart,” jake grumbles, one of his hands travelling down to your waist. 

“ma’jake, please. any more comments from you and i’m going to start thinking that you want to mate out here too.”

jake doesn’t reply. 

his silence rings loud and you crane your head up to look at him, gaping, feeling the telltale signs of heat spreading across your cheeks. 

he groans, embarrassed, as he hides his face away from you. “forget about it,” he murmurs, his voice sounding so weak to your ears. 

you stare at him, watching his cheeks darken. his ears are pressed flat to his skull and his tail, you belatedly realized, is loosely looped around your leg, twitching lightly in reflection of his tumultuous emotions. 

you bite your bottom lip, thinking, your own ears flicking in interest. 

jake still refuses to meet your eyes so you take the chance to study your surroundings. it is still ways away from the busy clearing and the hometree, and it is safe, hidden underneath the plush leaves of the trees. 

okay, you think, now feeling the thrums of excitement coursing through you.

“just fingers.” your voice wobbles and it is now your turn to look away when jake whips his head to look at you. 

“yeah,” you hear him say, his voice dipping into a near rumble. “just fingers.”

————

you hiccup, sobbing as jake sinks his cock in your cunt again. jake is quick to push his lips back over yours, engulfing your moans before they could break the tranquil silence. 

“shh, yawntu,” jake murmurs, his hips unrelenting as they pound into you. “not too loud.”

you claw at his back, trembling at the overwhelming pleasure racing through you. your eyes roll back to your head at a particularly angled thrust, your walls spasming as they tighten around jake’s cock. 

“jesus,” jake hisses, pressing his head against yours, ragged breaths slipping past his gritted teeth. “fucked you so many times already but y’r still so fuckin’ tight.”

“ma’jake! too mu-!” you cry, holding onto him, squirming when he grinds his cock against the same spot that had you squealing.

“i know, sweetheart, i know.” jake kisses your neck, parting his lips to lick a stripe along your throat. “y’take me so, so well.”

your hands fall to hold onto his arms, your head tipping back for a silent moan, as your legs tremble at the increasing pleasure. jake follows, covering you with his bigger body, his hands mapping your sides until they fall to your pelvis, his thumb dimpling your skin. 

jake nuzzles his face on the side of your cheeks, his eyes closed in the throes of pleasure. it is too warm now and everything is bathed in the luminous trees, but you are too lost in the euphoric ecstasy that is building within you.

“ma’jake,” you whimper, your voice wobbling at another hard thrust. “‘m close.”

“yeah?” jake begins, blinking his eyes open to gaze at you. he smiles at what he sees, his fangs peeking through. “cum with me?”

you nod, unable to mumble anything any more, feeling like your words are perpetually stuck behind your teeth amidst the pleasure. 

jake’s hips don’t stutter, thrusting wildly as he grips your hips tightly, hissing apologies for the marks that they would certainly leave. you mewl, your raspy moans filling up the space between you and jake, scratching at his arms as your orgasm builds. 

“i can feel y’r cunt spasmin’,” jake murmurs, a chuckle piercing through your hiccuped moans. “you must really love me, huh?”

jake just laughs again when you just glare up at him, your tear-stained lashes clumped together. he coos at you, rubbing his nose with yours. 

“y’r so precious, y’know that, baby?”

“ma’jake, please,” you whine, arching your back with a gasp when jake grinds his cock deep again.

“fuck, yeah, okay baby, i’ve got you,” jake says, pushing your braids away from your damp face. then, he grins, something so beautiful and utterly dangerous. “but we’re just not done yet, yawne.”

#suns.f #dilf jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x na'vi reader #jake sully x you #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader smut #jake sully avatar #suns #jake makes me feel lots of things 😔 sure honry is the prominent ones but ugh i love him so much i wanna kiss him lots n hug him n fjck him #ne ways hope you guys liked it!

[thatdeadaquarius]

With your language AU, I remember watching a video about a guy speaking angrily nonesense in an Indian accent and people thinking he was very angry. Imagine this as the Creator speaks angry gibberish to people and they just assume that the Creator is cursing them or something. (Or like when they speak gibberish to babies and everyone's like, "Aw the Creator is teaching that baby their divine language")

*AUDIENCE DRAMATICALLY GASPS.

✨️I look pretty good for a dead bitch✨️

She's alivveee!!!

Whats up i almost passed away from sheer academic workload, but im not in the ground yet 🥰 And with drafts outta my ass! :D

Hope yall ready for ur regularly scheduled Bullshit Genshin Sagau <3

SANDBEES THATS SUCH A GOOD USERNAME & ALSO SORRY I ANSWERED THIS SO FUCKING LATE JESUSSSSS 💀💀💀

SORRY ABT THE POLL I CANT BELIEVE I COULDNT FIGURE OUT HOW TO DELETE IT IM FUCKING CRYING I WOULD DO THIS-

Well at least i can do polls thru this in the future?? Idk tumblr is ass so we'll see how this accidental test works out...

☆

So these were the first thngs i thought of and its not super long bc ASKERS R GENIUSES OKAY

SOMTIMES I JUST WANNA PROFUSELY THANK U GUYS AS A REPLY FOR SHARING WITH THE CLASS THRU MY BLOG 💖💘💫

Saw the gif and couldnt help but think this is how ppl like Alhaitham or Diluc would react to u "speaking ur langauge"

"Our langauage" aka being a SIM 💀

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Stop Albedo would ask you to teach him ur lang/grammar rules 😭

What u gonna do when Zhongli asks you to teach him some words-

OH NO

NO DONT PASS ON YOUR BULLSHIT LMAO

U GIVING ZHONGLI SOME STUPID SIM WORD LIKE

Your ass: "GIGGLABAH means beautiful :) "✨️

Zhongli: "Oh thank you, how different from our own version, so excited sounding..."

You walk by him strolling the harbor and he just smiles at you and says

"You look gigglabah today my liege."

HIS REGAL FACE AND FANCY WALK WITH HIS HAND BEHIND HIS BACK AND EVERYTHING

(honestly ppl paint him as oblivious but he kinda seemed like the type of bastard who seems like he's not aware but sometimes he secretly knows the truth, he's just getting too much amusement out of it to stop doing it, LOL he does shit like the above to see YOUR reaction- LMAO)

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You're a maniac pls tell me u dont pass on simlish to all the serious characters-

XIAO WOULD SECRETLY THINK IT SOUNDS GOOFY BUT WANT TO BE INVOLVED BC ITS YOU ANYWAY LMAO

SO HE'S JUST SLIGHTLY SQUIRMING AND GETTIN PINK EVERYTIME HE SAYS A STUPID SIM WORD BC HE FEELS LIKE A GOOF HAHA

(& he's not the only one, others too like Kaveh, YELAN, Ningguang, Nahida, DILUC, AYAKA LMAO-)

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Some ppl i could see taking ur gibberish bullshittery and whether they believe its real or not is irrelevant bc theyre using it anyway-

And i dont mean in a good way 😭

LIKE IM THINKING OF VENTI.

CRAZY BARD INCLUDING SIMLISH ASS GIBBERISH WORDS IN HIS SONGS BC OF YOU

"Be cheerful like the hugkukie,

and may your cup never leaky!"

And Diluc loves you.

Really he does, deeper than he thinks-

But his eye is twitching LMAOO

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(Ok but if you did like multiple of these language shenanigans thruout the asks ive gotten, Kaeya would literally grow so fond of you and associate you with goofy funny shit that makes him laugh so hard that everytime he sees you he automatically is beaming with a smile, or trying to supress a warm grin- this got away from me but its 1:44am for me rn so i would love a smiley Kaeya rn -)

♡

Speaking language bs I have my 2nd oral exam for spanish tomorrow, pls send whatever good vibes u got and i am also really open to prayers from any religion as well. sobs

Hope anyone got any enjoyment out of my response bc tbh the ask is what rlly matters to me atp lmao

Until the next shenanigan-

Safe travels,

💀♒️

♡the beloveds mwah ♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

#hope u guys like those follower event posts when they here 😖🙏 #so u would think the opposite but no- #those headcanons r gonna be so much more lore than u probably wanted #and the oneshot the opposite 💀 #more absolute baffoonery than u ever wanted from me #genshin impact #genshin sagau #my asks #sagau #genshin imagines #genshin isekai #genshin sagau language barrier au #genshin sagau language au #should i attempt to make these tags #does it even matter or is it a fruitless endeavor #the language brainrot is endless #yall have lost brain cells reading my writing i stg #genshin sagau ideas #gender neutral reader

[mushibashiraas]

mom and i had a bad day at work yesterday and today. she's coping with a british crime drama, coffee, and a donut. i'm coping with my own two donuts (for ruggie lol) and two-way ruggie [reverse] comfort. plus, i know maybe yall are either finishing ur finals or starting ur finals and figure yall could use some comfort ruggie as well.

gn!yuu. might be a bit specific?? i'm a bit attached to ruggie plus he'd be one of the best twst charas at cuddles imo.

another day. another slew of chores from leona done.

normally the extra lunch or spare change found in the lion's pants pockets would've made up for the long hours spent running across campus. but no amount of fresh, hot donuts could make up for the long line at sam's buying up all the good, cheap detergent, the mountains of fresh, "we're back from break" assignments, and some back talk from some burly, ignorant, disrespectful freshmen. and to make matters worse? too many absences from spelldrive club leading to the first practice of the new year being cancelled.

so instead of zipping through the skies on his broom throwing magic spells and practicing his coordination, ruggie drags his feet through the savanaclaw mirror up before heading straight for his dorm room—

"ruggie? you're back early. what happened to spelldrive practice?"

what's the prefect doing here? he thought they'd be off with the two heartslabyul numbskulls chasing after grim or something.

dodging their question, he asked them, "to what do i owe the ramshackle prefect's presence? shouldn't you be burning the queen of hearts statue or chasing after the three stooges and their clumsily-thrown spells? shishishishi!"

they huffed, flopping down onto ruggie's bed returning to their pushed-aside notes.

reading the room, the hyena ran a shaky hand through his sandy hair. he grumbled and shuffled over to their side, "okay. okay. if you must know, leona-san cancelled practice today because some of the beastfolk ran into some trouble with the mirror and haven't made it back to nrc yet." grim's babysitter gave him the side eye making him squirm. he wasn't used to spilling his guts but considering all the help they gave him with chores and school.... he supposed it was all enough to return the favor. ".....and i couldn't finish leona-san's laundry today. sam was out of stock for once of the cheap stuff. on the way back, i ran into some of the dumber beastfolk. could've made it out of there but they were bigger and stronger. one of them used a spell to cancel my unique magic and... well.... yeah...." he refused to look at the magicless student, knowing they stopped their studying to give him their full attention. "and i still have today's homework to do too." by now ruggie was pouting. even his ears were drooping.

they hated seeing him look so small. normally he's the one taunting them and teasing them. trying to pull them out of their funky mood, sleepy mood. constantly reassuring them that things'll work themselves out and to just keep plugging away at their problems until they do. "don't give up. my grandmother always said when someone closes one door, another will open up instead," he'd remind them.

so, instead of teasing ruggie or replying with some snarky comment, the head of ramshackle dorm reached over and gave ruggie's cheeks a good pinch. softly, they said, "laugh with me." they watched his eyes go wide, his ears shoot straight up. ignoring his babblings and a barely comprehensible "what are you doing?" they continued. "you're the one always telling me that each day is completely different from each other and unpredictable. why should today and tomorrow be any different?"

letting go of his cheeks, they sat up and leaned over the beastman's bed into their bag. "i was gonna save these for the next time i had to bribe you or leona." ruggie's ears and nose twitched. "but i think we both need them now. don't you think so? i also have a few hot cocoa mix packets here that i sneaked out of the heartslabyul dorm kitchens. what do you say we go downstairs and make ourselves a cup of cocoa to have with these donuts?"

"i knew making those deals with you in the fall were a good idea, cub!" he softly snickered to himself still too drained to laugh properly. "let's go..... after we cuddle and you spill why you're so glum too. shishishi!" ruggie stood up and tackled his favorite cuddle buddy onto his bed after taking and putting down their box of donuts.

#twst drabbles #twst imagines #twst #twisted wonderland #ruggie bucchi #twisted wonderland ruggie #twst wonderland #ruggie bucchi x reader #savanaclaw drabbles #savanaclaw

[sparkedblaze]

Okay Ik I said I was taking a break but my head hurts so here’s the plan:

Livesies gets finished tomorrow

I will give y’all Denton modern au/influencer thoughts to hold you over

Denton

He doesn’t really have his own social media?

He either works for a news station or runs a blog on some site

He runs the socials for whichever he works for

He reports on lots of different things. Whatever entertainment is trending that week. Usually bounces between YouTube, Twitch, and Martial Arts. Sometimes has other sports.

WAIT

NO REPORTING/BLOGGING IS A SIDE GIG

WHAT IF HE’S A SOCIAL WORKER.

BCBSHDKNFJEGNEJWJD

YALL

STANDING UP FOR THE BOYS + USING HIS PLATFORM TO RAISE AWARENESS

TRYING TO GET THEM INTO HALF DECENT SITUATIONS. TRYING TO GET THE REFUGE SHUT DOWN. ESPECIALLY AFTER FINDING OHT ABOUT THE RING.

He was the Delanceys social worker. He’s glad to see them doing better and channeling that anger into something productive. Though he def sees that fuse is still just as short, on or off the mat.

He was also Jacks social worker. He saw how close Jack had been to getting adopted, but wasn’t allowed to tell Medda any information that would help her. Confidentiality sucked sometimes.

He got to see a lot of these kids grow up and make connections

He wishes he could’ve seen more of them get adopted

He watches all their streams and videos, just to make sure they’re all okay and still smiling.

#newsies #livesies #92sies #bryan denton #newsies modern au

[valkyrayn]

Idk y but I think Artem may be a switch. Uh what if he shows his rough side?

anons yall got me thinking about how Artem will finally stop being so vanilla because you got him so sexually frustrated that all he wants to do is fuck you. a bit ooc (but also not cus maybe he IS a switch 👀) but damn do i really wanna see this side of him. i’m combining these three requests cus that’s the only way i’ll write them all at this point, i’ve been so busy with work lately it’s insane. anyways i wrote this one on my phone again (cus for some reason write better on my phone idk why). so i’ll format this properly tomorrow morning but anyways, here’s food. a short one but food nevertheless

ps. idk which prompt 50 is from so i just did 22 from prompt #1 cus it fits the writing <3

Pairing: Artem Wing x afab!reader

Words: 786 words

Tags: office sex, dirty talking, window sex, dom!artem, daddy kink, creampie

Artem tries so hard to ignore it. He has to finish these goddamn paperwork but you’re not helping by coming to his office every night to ‘check in on him.’ You usually just sit across him and watch him work, your feet rubbing against his cock under the desk, teasing him all while talking about the case he’s working on. And he entertains your conversations so casually, as if he doesn’t have a raging hard on behind those pants. And for 3 straight days, he tries to ignore this. But 3 days was enough.

One night, he just loses it. It is hard not to when you come in his office in a trench coat with nothing else underneath. You remove it and let it pool around your ankles and take your usual position across him. You expect him to just ignore you and continue working again, but tonight is different.

“Stand up. Go and stand near the window. Now.”

His stern voice makes you nervous but you obey him anyway, leaving your seat to stand next to the window. You feel exposed like this, completely naked while he’s still fully dressed in his suit.

Artem closes in the distance between you two and grabs onto your small hand before placing it against his erection. You can feel it twitch even with all the layers of clothing. “Can you see what you’re doing to me—fuck.” And slams your back against the window, kissing you, invading your mouth with his tongue — his kisses rough and desperate leaving you both breathless.

“Guess the only way I’m finishing this case is by fucking you first.” He turns you around and shoves his hand between your thighs, forcing your legs open so he can touch your cunt through your soaked panties. His hot breath brushes against your ear and you moan at the sudden intrusion of his fingers inside your wet heat.

“Damnit you drive me crazy…beg for it or I’ll stop.” He says, his fingers now lodged inside you but remain unmoving. You whine and roll your hips against him, desperate for the friction. “I’ve been waiting for this, Mr. Wing. Please…want you to fuck me.”

And goddamn does he fuck you. He fucks you right then and there, against the glass window of his office, the door ajar and forgotten—anyone could walk right in at any moment. He’s not stopping any time soon, not when he has finally gotten a taste of that cunt that he’s been missing for so long now.

“Fuck me, daddy…” You moan, his fucking has turned your brain into mush, causing the words to leave your lips so carelessly. Hearing you call him that made him freeze for a second and you whine at the sudden lack of movement. “Why’d you stop—“

“…say that again.”

“…say what?” you ask, turning your head back to look at him. He pushes your face against the glass and leans in, his breathing hot and heavy. “Call me daddy…” and he thrusts back into you, his cock stretching you wide once again.

“Ah—fuck daddy. Please fuck me…daddy…please!” Your voice getting louder at every thrust, his pace increasing, each slam inside your cunt harder than before.

“Should I cum inside you, you dirty slut? Tell me.”

“Yes…please inside me…please.” Your pleas desperate and it’s music to his ears.

“Please, what?”

Your brain rattles at the particular hard thrust of his cock inside you, yet it amazes you that you know exactly what he’s asking for.

“PLEASE DADDY!”

That’s all he needed to hear and it sends him immediately over the edge, his hips bucking violently against you, pushing you harder against the wall as he erupts inside you. A string of curses leave his lips, his head thrown back in sheer pleasure as he shoots his cum inside your spasming walls.

The feeling of his hot semen inside you makes you cum around him and you moan against the glass, fogging up the window with your hot breath. Artem fucks you through your orgasm, his last few thrusts slow and gentle before pulling out, leaving your thoroughly fucked body slump against the glass.

Artem gathers you in his arms and carries you towards the couch, placing you gently on it. He proceeds to clean you up, wiping the combined fluids from your thighs before draping the trench coat over your body.

“No funny business until I finish this case, okay?” He smiles at you, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before making his way back to his desk. You watch him from the distance, admiring how quickly he regains the focus he needs for his work as you drift slowly into your slumber.

#brainrotdump #zuo ran #artem wing smut #artem x reader #prompt request #smut prompts #anon asks #xtotx-ask #totnsfw #tears of themis smut

[blackvelvetwriteson]

𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 (𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍)

                                       (  ~ Multiple Characters x Gender Neutral                                                     Reader Insert ~ )

GENRE: FILTHY SMUT     

                                                  FANDOM: Boku No Hero Academia (My Hero Academia)

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Today for our characters, we have cumflation, exhibitionism, bondage, somnophilia, overstimulation, marking/burning, corruption, video recording, and tentacle play || I’m sorry if I didn’t catch them all! 

SUMMARY: These are just snippets that I’ve formed throughout the day of the BNHA boys when they’re feral or READER-CHAN is feral. Enjoy! 

WORD COUNT: N/A

(Headers are mine, but the art inside of them are not! Please don’t steal or repost without credit!)

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

    I headcanon that Kirishima's body is extremely sensitive (and he's secretly a perv I mean come on he hangs with Denki and Denki hangs with Mineta) But he's also HELLA shy. So yall are on a movie date, right, and he has his hand over his bulge, grinding into his hand because he's too embarrassed to let you know that he's turned on; so he's just whimpering away and then he gets really close to your ear- by accident- and he moans your name trying to stay as quiet as he can as he's just crumbling and you, very casually, kneel in front of him and when he tells you not to, you take his cock out of his jeans and suck him off telling him to stay quiet until he cums.... And then you overstim the fuck out of him. By the time you're done and it's time to leave, his whole forearm is covered in bite marks from him trying to muffle his moans.

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈

     He comes back home from work irritated as hell because someone stole a kill from him so you watch him stomp and pout around the house grumbling before you're both casually watching TV. You climb into his lap and start grinding into him, hard, and as he gets more turned on he gets more angry, eventually burying your face into the cushion before railing you so hard that by the end of it his cum forms a bulge in your tummy, you're feeling raw, and you're crying; but he also is a master at aftercare and he's in his domspace so he's not worried about what pissed him off.

𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈

    He, naturally is shy, but he couldn't help asking to come along when you suggested going to a dinner party that the heroes had put together after a MAJOR win and you were surprised but you said yeah. After some time, he went to the corner table that the two of you reserved but not because he was shy; you brushed him the RIGHT way and he was hot. At the party. And he couldn't exactly ask you to help when you were conversing with other heroes. You got drinks and returned to him with his hands in between his legs as he grinds against his wrist and forearms, riding his hand, mumbling and moaning out your name sweating, out of breath and red faced, then he gets shy when seeing you and he stops, but you make him turn his fingers into tentacles and guide him on how to play with you under the table as a hero or two sit at your table and you all start talking casually as Tamaki tries not to break and blow his cover bc you could lose your hero licenses if you got found out.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐈𝐃𝐀

   Iida invites you over to his house to meet his family, and you oblige happily letting him think this will be a teaseless night but of course he's extremely sensitive. You just HAD to exploit that in front of his family. While you're gathered around having dinner, you of course sit next to him and reach over slyly stroking him over his pants mid sentence. You already know he's big because let's face it this man is an absolute truck, and within a few short seconds he's already showing through his tight ass slacks. And it's more noticeable because they're light grey. He's trying to keep his composure even through his fogged ass glasses as you unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, VERY slyly and nobody even notices because you're following along with the conversation seamlessly. You edge him and tease him already knowing that he was quite loud when he came, so you wanted to see how he would fare in front of his family. long story short, he doesn't.❤️ And he instantly gets hard again when you lick your fingers clean of his cum and address the person who cooked the food while staring at him right in his eyes like "Mmmm this is so good. Thanks for the meal~ It was a real *TREAT* Thank you for inviting me, I loved the food. I’m happy to come back any time you need me."

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈

    FUCKING CUMFLATION CUMFLATION CUMFLATION; He's just fucking RAILING you into the couch whining about how good you feel, how he's the best one you'll ever have, on about how good you make him feel and how he's the only one that knows how to please you the right way. He's just about spent but he wants to watch his cum pouring out of you and just the very image of it gives him anime protag energy so he's reaching all the way deep inside of you while he feeds you praises and tells him how good you're taking him, asking you if you want it harder, faster, deeper. He overstimulated yourself, taking your out of it state of mind to his advantage. He's an absolute mess of tears, moans, and laughter as he orgasms and cums inside of you again, wasting no time to pull out and watch his cum drip out of your hole, always ready to eat it right out of you because he's a pervy baby.

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀

He's the type to make you a pretty little collar from his tape when he got promoted at work, then drag you around the house by your collar all the way to your balcony, before taping your legs to stay open, your feet and thighs taped to the balcony’s edge, his body being the only thing that's holding you up. At this point, he doesn't care who sees as he absolutely ruins you, bruising your body with his teeth, growling in your ear as he mutters curses in spanish while absolutely WRECKING your shit. If you looked you could even see a bulge in your stomach too. He has no form of restraint when he's feral, grabbing at your skin, forcing your convulsing body to take him in deeper until he sees that you're all fucked out. Then later the same day, you see the both of you fucking on the front cover of the tabloids and it turns him on all over again, and he proceeds to fuck your face while he's reading the column, an expression of complete desperation and victory staining his face.

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔

Ahhhh our innocent little beannnnn. It'd been awhile since he came since he's too busy occupying himself to masturbate and yall haven't had sex because of your schedules and doing hero work. But you come home late one shift and you find him in bed sleeping while moaning softly and crying while he's whimpering out your name like the pathetic little bitch boy he is while he's grinding against a pillow. You don't wanna wake him up, but you do record it so you can show it to him tomorrow, but you also prop your phone up and record yourself climbing on top of him, replacing the pillow with a thinner one so you could still have control of him without waking him up. You giggled softly and shook your head a little as you started to grind on him, feeling him grip at your hips while he's still dreaming of you, and you grind your hips into him harder and harder watching his crying get more and more intense until he cums and ruts his hips up hard into you even being a screamer while he's asleep. Then he wakes up a little but not enough to know what all is going on, but his back arches and he's screaming and begging for you to continue as you suck his cock clean only to have him cum in your mouth again and again, and then you coo him back to sleep peacefully, kiss his tears and turn off the camera.

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎

Shoto doesn't have an ounce of social ANYTHING, no social cues, when things are appropriate or not, etc etc. So he takes you out to dinner and he's nibbling away at your neck, his hands trailing over your body because you guys were in the corner and you could get away with it, until he eventually pulls you into his lap and grinds your hips against his so that you could feel his bulge. And then he whispers in your ear how much he wants you, how much he wants to be balls deep inside of you, or how nice your tongue would feel against his cock and how much he aches for you until he's practically in tears. He makes you bounce on him, not really caring who saw you, while spreading your legs and stroking you over your pants at the same time freezing your hands together and pulling your arms over yours and his head so all you could do was cum, beg, and squirm around while you listen to his soft grunts in your ear, your legs having given out awhile ago.

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐙𝐎

    Shoji babyyyy awwww. He definitely has a size kink for... Obvious reasons, and he's always really gentle, so he got really flustered when you asked him to be a bit rough with you, instructing him to pin your hands above your head, forcing your legs open and keep them there, and you tried to force yourself all the way down on him. Of course, he'd never experienced everything so intense before, so even after he cums and is a twitching trembling mess you force him to continue to fuck into you until he's begging you to stop but also trying to get more at the same time.

𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈

Dabi suddenly showing up to your work 10 minutes before your lunch break starts and he drags you out of the office and he pulls you into a dark corner so anybody could see if they wanted to but you both weren't in the way of anything (and out of the way of cameras) and he fucks you HARD burning through some of your clothes, leaving burn marks on you, his fingers shoved in your mouth to muffle your moans, and there's a bleeding bite mark on the nape of your neck then he kisses you, tells you to have a good day at work, and walks out as if nothing even happened.

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[quirklessidiot]

title : cigarettes and parfaits [4]  pairing : older!nanami kento x younger!reader [13 year age gap, ft toji fushiguro] Genre: romance, fluff, slice of life, josei, angst, comedy, strangers to lovers au

Summary: you’re pretty sure you’d remember marrying a man 13 years older than you, right? Warnings: alcohol, smoking, mild smut, y/n making stupid decisions, cliche fluff, everyones a human-au so yeh non-canon stuff and everyone’s happy (periODT)

Notes: lil development right there HAHSHSHHS , yes tojis appearing soon guYS hddhdhdh thank u for ur patience ily all and yall stay safe and drink lots and ltos of water!! sorry for the late update!

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You stare at the ring on your hand as you stand next to Nanami Kento in the grocery shop, you and him have agreed to see each other and go out once a week while fixing up the divorce papers. 

Last week you both had gone to a cafe after work but had to end early since Yuuji had fell down the stairs (despite being athletic, the boy was awfully clumsy). This week, you both decided to do something mundane.

Grocery shopping.

“Hm, what does Yuuji think about this?” You asked, showing the man some bars of rice krispies, “He seems to be a sweet-tooth.”

“Sukuna is the sweet-tooth, Yuuji isn’t really picky with food.”

“Huh,” You hummed,  “Sukuna seems so soft despite all the tattoo’s.”

Nanami rolls his eyes at your statement, “He’s just, as kids like to call these days, a nerd.” he retorts, taking the peanut butter off the shelf and carefully placing it in the grocery cart, “He enjoys mathematics and art,”

“Ah, hence the tattoo’s.” you thought out loud.

“I almost lost it when he went home a few months ago looking like that.” He sighs, running his hands through his hair, “It was a sign of rebellion, saying that he didn’t want to move to Tokyo.”

You chuckled, eyes on him, “Must’ve shot up your blood pressure, Kento.”

He clicks his tongue in dismay, the memory still fresh. Nanami Kento    unlike what Gojo Satoru said    was a very easy person to like and accompany. Ever since that ‘mild’ mishap two weeks ago, you’d have calls and little quick meet-ups aside from the once a week dates. 

At times it felt like the little wedding at the Izakaya hadn’t happened, it was as if you were just going out with him.

Nanami Kento didn’t even have to try so hard to make you comfortable, he was just...there and everything just seemed right. He had easily fit right in with your routine.

You continue to watch him and he stops in the middle of his tracks, blinking heavily, “Ah,” he mumbles, placing a hand over his eye.

“Oh,” you paused in your tracks too, “Are you alright, Kento?”

“Just dust,” He mumbles, “It probably got in.”

You hold back a laugh, how mundane, “Here, let me…”

You slowly take his hand away from his face, his eyes shut tight, trying to hold in the pain from the dust getting in his eyes, “Do you mind bending down a bit lower, Kento?” you ask, “I’ll have to blow it out of your eye.”

Nanami follows your orders and bends down. You slowly cup his cheeks and lean in closer to his eyes and softly blow. You notice the slight twinge of his body, the reaction making you inwardly giddy, “Feel better?” you whispered.

The older man opens his eyes and only then do you notice just how close you two were with each other. For a moment, movement around you is slow and you don’t even notice Maki Zen’in standing right in front of you along with Yuta Okkatsu.

“Sensei?”

You finally snap back to reality when you hear that very familiar voice calling you out. It seemed like Nanami had been caught up in the moment too, “Oh,” You cleared your throat, letting go immediately of Nanami’s face and jumping back, “Maki-chan.Yuta-kun. What a surprise.”

The young girl narrowed her eyes while Yuta’s ears were evidently red, signaling that he felt very embarrassed to walk in on that moment, “Hi sensei.” Yuta greets, clearing his throat, “I-uh sorry about that, I told Maki to walk away and-”

“It’s fine, Yuta-kun.” You laugh, a bit nervous. What would happen if she told Yuji and Sukuna about this? You knew how Maki was sort of close with the twins, although she did not know who Nanami was, she may describe him and if the boys were smart enough to catch on with it, you’d be entangled in it pretty quickly and you weren’t ready to meet them as their ‘oji-san’s’ partner. 

You were a bit nervous and it was showing.

Nanami takes quick notice of this and slowly wraps his fingers around yours, a small smile appearing on his lips, “Good afternoon, you must be my partner’s students.” he greets, the man had a way with younger ones, you could only imagine how he was as a father figure to the boys growing up,  “It’s nice to finally put some faces on the kids that Y/N loves to gush about.”

Unlike your nervousness a while ago, this man is calm, cool, and collected. You almost envy him at how good he’s doing this.

“At least you picked someone better than Toji-ojisan.” Maki nods, “This guy looks actually more serious with life than him.”

You feel Nanami’s brow quirk up at what she just said.

“A-Anyways, Sensei…” Yuta clears his throat, “We’ll leave you and your boyfriend together. See you at Math class tomorrow!” He hurriedly grabs Maki’s wrist and zooms away at a speed of light. Leaving you two awkwardly standing there.

“Toji?” Nanami asks, curiously peering at you, “An admirer, I assume?”

“Megumi’s otosan.” You mumbled, embarrassed, “He likes to play jokes and all that. It’s nothing serious.”

“Hm.” he mumbled, a small dismayed look crossed his features and you wonder why, “If he does anything uncomfortable, you can pull my name out. I wouldn’t mind.”

“I’ll be sure to take note of that.” 

You both continue your way down the grocery aisle, not even noticing that he still has his long hand wrapped around yours.

“Y/N-sensei…” Nobara drawled, placing her head on top of the wooden end of the mop, “How come we never knew you had a boyfriend?”

“Oi,” Megumi growled, “You’re supposed to be cleaning.”

“You’re just jealous that Y/N-sensei didn’t get to be your new okaasan.” Nobara bit back, putting her tongue out. You watched as the raven-haired boy chunk the blackboard eraser at her direction, a vein popping in his forehead.

“Stupid,” He replied, “I’d never let Y/N-sensei near the jiji.”

“What’s he like, Y/N-sensei?” Junpei asked, tapping his chin, cutting the argument short,  “I heard Maki-senpai talking about him.”

You watch as Yuuji placed his head on his best friend’s shoulder, “Yeah, she was telling me how older he looked than you.” he exclaimed, you nervously gulped down. Yuuji sure wasn’t helping the situation at all.

“Well,” You chuckled, trying to remain calm and oblivious, “He’s nice and he has kids.”

“Ha.” Sukuna droned, stopping whatever he was doing,  his punishment     despite not being given any by Nitta    was helping the cleaners clean for the whole week, much to his dismay, he had to follow or you’d be giving him a slip, “You’re dating an old man? I thought the reason why you didn’t date the Zen’in-jiji was because he was old and he had kids.”

“Oh.” you looked down on your books on the desk, embarrassed, “I don’t have a problem with kids. In fact, I’d love to meet them.”

“Wah,” Yuuji’s eyes were sparkling now as he hurried in front of you and placed his elbows on top of your table and head on top of his hands, “I hope I really get to meet someone like you, sensei.”

“Stupid, I doubt any sane person would want to go with you.” Nobara said across the room, making Yuuji glare at her and started teasing her.

You chuckled once again at their antics. Meanwhile Sukuna continues to stare at you, eyes narrowing especially at the ring on your ring finger. For some odd reason, it held quite the familiarity.

Yuuji likes to think that Nanamin is the best godfather out there, technically, he was like a father to them already. So he had always wondered why he never got married, he was sure that when they were out a few times, many women would crowd for their ojisan. 

His father’s very close friend, Haibara-ojisan had mentioned one fleeting moment back when he was babysitting them that Nanamin was very secretive on who he liked that even he didn’t know if he’d ever been in a relationship.

But things were different these days, for the past two weeks, he’d have one day wherein he’d go home later than usual. It was odd to say the least    and not like he minded really, they were high school kids after all     since Nanamin hated overtimes.

He mentioned it to Sukuna but his twin just rolled his eyes and said, “Man probably needs to chase the bag or something, he technically is paying for this nice house and two freeloaders here.” 

Yuuji doubted it though! Nanamin earned pretty well and he didn’t really need overtime since he was technically the boss or so he heard from Geto-ojisan a few nights ago.

So while he was making them some katsudon for dinner that night and Yuuji was doing some homework for your class, he decided to ask the question.

“Saaay, nanamin-ojisan…” he drawled, placing his pen down, “You’re coming home a lot later than normal these days…”

The older blonde turns to the younger twin, face still straight-lace and stoic, something that Yuuji was accustomed to, “Work has me by the neck.” he replies shortly.

“Every wednesday’s?” he quips, tilting his head to the side.

“Yes.”

“You aren’t dating anyone?”

Silence erupted between them, the only sound could be heard was the sizzling of the chicken on the pan, “What made you say that?” he asked stiffly and maybe, if Yuuji was ignorant, he wouldn’t have noticed the slight twitch of his brow but he wasn’t.

Yuuji prided himself to be an observant person, someone had said he could pass off to be a detective in the near future, he had the agility and the observation skills (sukuna said otherwise though and said he’d get himself killed if he were to ever enter that field)

“You sometimes have that weird look on your face when you look at your phone.” the boy pointed out, “But Sukuna says you’re just chasing the bag so maybe he’s right, he’s kind of the smarter twin after all.” he mumbles the last part with great disdain.

Nanami lowers the fire on the stove and places his hands on the counter in front of Yuuji, “What if I told you I was sort of seeing someone?” he mused, humoring the young boy. 

“Are you really?” Yuuji’s eyes widened, surprised written all over his features, “What are they like, Nanamin-ojisan? Are they pretty? Do they know about us?”

“Oi what’s the noise about?” Sukuna’s raspy voice cuts through Yuuji’s excited one as he enters the kitchen, hair still wet from the shower and in house clothes with a towel hung on his neck.

“I told you Nanamin-ojisan was seeing someone!” Yuuji yelled, eyes sparkling since he was right this time, he quickly returned his gaze back to the older man, “When do we get to see them? Are they nice? How’d you guys even meet?”

“You’re seeing someone?” Sukuna spat, eyes wide in complete surprise, “How’d you even get someone to stay around with your uptight attitude?”

“Yah!” Yuuji yells, “Nananmin-ojisan is nice with women unlike you, no wonder girls are very scared to approach you!”

“Shut up,” Sukuna grumbles towards his twin then turns towards his godfather, “How the hell did you even meet?”

Nanami just shrugs, telling them they’ll know soon enough as he returns to his cooking. The boys seemed to dislike his answer though and continued to bug him. After cooking dinner and having their fill, he returns to his room and whips out his phone, a text message from you saying, ‘hey, the boys asked me about you earlier. They heard from maki-chan.’

The blonde wonders if he weren’t drunk, would he even consider doing this sort of thing? Dating was really out of the question, he admits he isn’t in the right place to go out with anyone especially with a young person like you. 

He thinks he’s taking advantage of the power-dynamics since he’s older.

He doesn’t even deny how weird it was that you're still hanging around him especially when you had a far richer man as one of your admirers. Satoru may or may not have overhead Yuuji gossiping about you one time and your ‘relation’ with Megumi’s father, it was definitely a small world and judging from the Toji you had mentioned a few days ago, it wasn’t hard to connect the dots that it was actually Toji Zen’in, a member of one of japan’s high business clans.

He shakes his head before pressing the call button, it only takes a few rings until you answered, “Hey kento.” You greeted, “What’s up?”

He hears the sound of a whizzing electric mixer on the other line.

“Boys gave you trouble?”

“No,” he could almost feel the smile on your words, “They were just surprised I liked a man with kids.”

“I reckoned, Yuuji seemed to have caught up too in my side. Been asking why I’m going overtime.” 

Silence settled between you two for a moment and Nanami wonders if you’re scared out of your wits. You might be backing out this deal after testing those waters, “Maybe you should tell me when I could meet them then? We wouldn’t want them to run into us during one of our outings or when we’re fixing up the divorce.” you replied softly.

“Hm,” he mumbled, “I’ll be sure to ask them about that. For a temporary setting, you sure take this matter quite seriously, Y/N.”

“Well, I did say I’d help you out.” 

A small smile reaches his lips as he hears your small and shy voice. It seemed like having people to check up on you by the end of the day wasn’t so bad, after all.

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[seriouslysnape]

Hii would you maybe write remus x reader where its the night before the full moon and remus is really horny like A LOT and so reader takes care of him and makes him cum multiple times ? (Nothing to kinky , just needy loving fucking?)

WOWOWOWOWOWOWOW. I’M BLUSHING SO HARD AT THIS I AM GOING TO EXPLODE. 

I, uh....NEED YALL TO LEMME KNOW IF I DID OKAY ON THIS BECAUSE I WAS BLUSHING SO HARD THE WHOLE TIME I WASNT EVEN SURE WHAT I WAS SAYING. 

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With a Vengeance 

Remus Lupin x Fem. Reader

Warnings: Smut.

Word Count: 2,818

“You deserve to feel good too, darling.”

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You could always tell when the full moon was soon to be. Not because of the way the lake’s reflection was a little glassier or how the stars seemed to twinkle a tad brighter. No, the dead giveaway was Remus’ behavior around you. He was a werewolf after all, and his instincts always grew stronger the closer the moon came to hitting its fullest phase. More specifically, Remus’ sex drive was always through the roof in the days before the full moon.

He would start with being very lingering around you, not daring to stray too far or let you out of his sights. He’d get touchy next, his hands constantly on you in some manner. He’d leave kisses on your skin and eventually start whispering dirty things in your ear that would make you rub your thighs together in anticipation. 

You usually kept track of the full moon, so you’d know when to expect him to be absent for a few days or when to be prepared to shower him with love and care. However, this time it had gotten away from you. You had been slammed this week, busy with work, and trying to get your ducks in a row so you’d feel more organized. 

Remus had been all over you today, kissing at your neck and slipping his hand into your pants as often as he could. His affection had carried into the end of the day when the two of you retreated to your Hogwarts quarters. He knew you had work to do, but that didn’t stop him from stroking your skin and kissing you wherever he saw fit. 

You had snapped at him once, telling him that he needed to keep his hands to himself until you were finished.

Remus realized you had forgotten, and he was trying his hardest to be patient and allow you to do what you needed to...but you just looked so beautiful with your focus drawn in on whatever you were doing. He looked over you and how you sat wearing nothing but your bra and a pair of shorts. Remus uncomfortably palmed at his crotch that was well on its way to becoming a full erection as he began pacing around your shared bedroom. While he hated to interrupt you, his situation grew dire and his head was clouded with temptation.

“Hey, love?” He called, stopping his cycled steps.

You didn’t look up from the desk that was stationed on the other side. You only let out a hum to acknowledge that you had indeed heard him. He groaned out a sigh, rubbing at his groin once more.

“Do you think that could wait until tomorrow?” He queried, feeling his arousal heightening with each passing moment.

“I’m afraid not. I need to give these to Albus as soon as possible.” You replied, thinking that Remus was just ready to go to bed. 

A pit of despair and dejection filled his gut. Remus threw his head back in defeat and he let out a harsh, guttural sound. Surprised at such a reaction, you turned in your chair to look at him.

“Remus, what-” You were cut off when you saw the hitch in his boxers. 

You caught a glimpse of the almost full moon outside the window. Your confused look melted into a look of knowingness. You suddenly remembered that the full moon was only a day out, which explained why Remus had been acting the way he had. 

“Oh, that’s right. The full moon is tomorrow,” You announced, grazing over the bulge in his underwear. You threw down your quill onto the desk; “Forget this then.”

Remus brought his head back looking at you with desperation. He did a silent victory cheer that you had given up your work for him.

“Darling, I really...really need to touch you.” He said, his voice at a deep whisper and full of pleading.

You stood slowly from your chair, walking over to your husband who was jittery with eagerness. You pressed your body against his, your fingertips toying with his waistband. 

“Is Moony back with a vengeance?” You asked jokingly, knowing that his increased drive was just a side effect of his upcoming transformation.

“You have no idea.” Remus muttered, never looking away from you.

You giggled, reaching a hand into his boxers and stroking his hard length. He let out a whimper that was enough to almost make you feel sympathetic. He kissed you deeply, moaning into your mouth as you continued to pleasure him with your hand. You knew that wasn’t all he needed. You sank to your knees after a moment or so, Remus’ heart dropping a little.

He was never one to turn down a blowjob from you, but he always felt a little bad. Not that he didn’t ever return the favor, though. You yanked his boxers down with your other hand, hungrily looking over him. He brought his hands to your head, holding it steady. You left a tantalizing kiss, just barely licking his tip. He spoke, more like begged, to you.

“Baby, please don’t tease me. I can’t handle it tonight.” He breathed, his voice in almost a quiver. 

Remus wasn’t kidding. This full moon was extra strong to have him falling apart like this. 

“I won’t tease you. I’ll take care of you, honey.” You promised, finally taking him into your mouth. 

His grip tightened in your hair, a sigh escaping his chest. Your head bobbed as you sucked him off the way you knew he liked: taking him all the way. You swallowed around him, keeping your gag reflex from triggering. He watched as you pulled your head back and pushed himself back into your face.

“You’re so pretty on your knees...always so good for me.” He breathed out. 

You let out a happy noise, moving your head faster to get him to his finish. He loved the way you paid special attention to his tip, sometimes leaving kisses on his thighs and hips. He was always so appreciative during these times that you were always there to satisfy him and did it with joy. He was so lucky to have you, and he never let you forget how thankful he was for you.

He felt his dick twitch in your throat, his hot release spilling into you with his relieved moan, which caused a startled squeal to come from you. You took your mouth off of him, but swallowed dutifully. His skin was flushed and his breathing was heavy, but this was only a warm up. He needed more. 

You got up from your knees, and he kissed you so fast that it was dizzying. He was being rougher now, which only made you want him more. He removed what was left of your clothes, throwing off his own shirt. His hands were glued to you. His lips were hot on your neck as he left kisses and whispered his praises in your ear. You were moaning with every spot he sucked on, your voice coming out as a rasp.

“Remus...get on the bed.” You said, feeling the ache of desire between your legs.

He stopped his kisses, guiding you to your bed that he hadn’t even bothered to make when he left after you that morning. He laid on the mattress, watching as you wasted no time straddling him and leaning down to kiss him. He could feel how slick you were already, he smirked under the kiss.

“You’re already so wet.” He said, reaching and rubbing slow circles onto your clit.

You whimpered out, his fingers working magic on your sensitive sex. He slipped two of his fingers inside of you, his fingers curled and massaged your inner walls, feeling how you were coated with slickness. You had almost forgotten that this was supposed to be about him, but that didn’t stop you from rolling your hips as you began to ride his fingers.

“Remus, I’m supposed to be making you feel good. Oh...” You moaned.

He smiled up at you, even when he was the one desperately wanting you, you still couldn’t resist him. He chuckled.

“You deserve to feel good too, darling.” He said, watching you grow closer to your own release.

But you didn’t want to finish just yet. You stilled his hand, making him withdraw his fingers. He looked you dead in the eyes as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. You always felt so prideful when he did that. Before he could ask why you stopped him, you raised yourself up and sank completely down onto his length. 

You both let out a noise that time, feeling a rush at the new sensation. Your movements were slow at first, making Remus whine. You smiled breathlessly down at him.

“What is it, baby? How bad do you need me?” You said in a teasing way.

He growled, knowing you were messing with him.

“You said you wouldn’t tease me...fuck, don’t be mean.” He said, rotating his hips into you.

You let out a sultry laugh. You didn’t want him to suffer more, so you gave in.

“Okay, Remus. I hear you.” You replied, dropping your act and starting to actually ride him.

You rocked and fucked him harder than you normally would, his groans and erratic noises as a testament to it.

“Oh, yes...” He huffed out, his hands kneading at your breasts and gripping at your waist.

You arch your back and release a high pitched moan, a blend of ecstasy and relief coursing through you. He thrusted his hips upward to go as deep as he possibly could, filling and stretching you as perfectly as he always did. You bounced on his lap and felt the delicious feeling of his dick deep inside of you and hitting your most sensitive spot. 

You were making noises every time you slammed back down onto him. Your lower stomach began to tighten and get hot, throwing your head back and crying out his name. He bucked his hips up into you, pushing your higher and higher into your climax as well as hitting his own. 

“Don’t stop, [Y/N].” He said as more of a warning than a request.

He was praying that you weren’t going to fuck with him further and suddenly stop and put off his release. An amused smirk appeared on your face, opening your eyes and looking down at him.

“Don’t worry. I’m gonna let you cum, baby.” You granted, continuing the rocking of your hips.

With a few final pushes, he came inside of you and you came around him. Every neuron in your body was fired up as a satisfied squeak signaled your end. You both stopped moving, the only sounds now being your hard breathings. He leaned up from the pillows on the bed, leaving lazy, breathless kisses on your skin. You had never rocked his world quite like that, his vision being dotted with little black spots. 

He mumbled into your neck as he lifted your limp body off of him, letting you fall on the mattress next to him so you could rest for a minute.

“Come here, my darling.” He cooed, kissing your swollen lips and dancing his fingertips over your slightly sticky skin.

Your arms fell above your head as your body returned to normal, your head in a delightful fog. You looked into his eyes, but didn’t see that usual look of after-sex bliss that he always had. They were still fiery with lust. 

“Fuck me again, Remus.” You purred out abruptly, once you were recovered and sucking a hickey on his neck.

Every fiber in his being was screaming yes, but he lightly protested.

“You’ve done more than enough, sweetheart. I’ll be fine. It’s just a hard full moon this time, I suppose.” He said with a smile, but not even denying that he wanted one more round. 

You looked at him sensually. His eyes told another story. You ran your thumb over the scar across his cheek.

“You sure about that?” You prompted.

Remus’ pupils dilated in thought, running his tongue along the inside of his lower lip as you moved to nibble on his earlobe. You purposefully moaned in his ear, sending him over the edge. He was between your knees, having your legs around his waist in seconds. His hands gripped your thighs, keeping you firmly around him. He scanned over your naked body that was sprawled out on the bed.

This was one of his favorite parts. Seeing you laid out underneath him, squirming with expectation. There were so many things that you did (some intentional and some not) that drove him absolutely wild. You way you bit your lower lip whenever you caught him staring at you, only using your imagination to wonder what he was thinking when he looked at you. 

He loved the way you cared for him in all aspects: physically, emotionally, mentally. There wasn’t a square inch of you that he didn’t prize and treasure over. You were his entire world. His reason for breathing. 

He pushed his shaft through your folds, relishing and groaning at the feel of you once more. Your alluring sigh signaled him to start moving, pulling out and back in at a rapid pace. Your inviting sounds were music to his ears.

You pushed your body down to meet each of his thrusts, allowing him to hit just the right spot. You could feel the pent up tension that he had built up with each rough entrance back into you. He held your hands above your head, his other hand pinning your hips to the mattress. 

He pulled out again and one particular slam back into you caused you to moan louder than normal, causing Remus to speed up even more. Your chest bouncing with his every thrust. You were completely focused on the feeling of him dragging in and out of you. He let out a noise that resembled a growl that sent vibrations all through your body. Every cell in your body felt like it might combust with pleasure. 

“You’re such a good girl. Every time you’re so good for me,” He glorified; “Oh, darling, how I adore you...” 

Your legs tightened around him, letting him know you were close.

“I love you.” You breathed out, 

He grinned, an even deeper blush appearing on his face.

“I love you, angel.” 

You involuntarily clenched around him with a pitchy cry, releasing once again and hitting your high. He felt his own spiral, thrusting a time or two more and spilled his release into you again. He groaned in solace, pulling out of you. Your hearts were pounding and your minds were racing. You looked up at him and smiled with joy as the look of euphoria in his eyes. You persuaded him to fall next to you so he didn’t totally collapse.

He pulled you to him, showering you with soft kisses and snuggles. He entwined your legs with his, his hand resting on the outside of your thigh and feeling your muscles contracting violently. He looked at you with hilarity, but also concern at the feel of your trembling legs.

“You’re shaking.” He noted aloud.

There wasn’t a stitch of discomfort or unpleasantness on your face. You beamed up at him, fiddling with one of his hands. 

“I’m perfect. I may not be able to feel my legs tomorrow, but I’m okay.” You said, kissing his jaw.

He laid with you in silence, feeling the air cool your heated skin and allow your heart rates to return to normal. 

“I can’t wait to see you after the full moon passes. I hate being away from you.” He admitted, pushing a strand of hair from your face.

You nodded. Remus always liked to stay away during the full moon. Even if he took Wolfsbane Potion, he was still weary of how dangerous it could be. If Moony ever hurt you...or worse, he couldn’t live with himself.

“I know. But it won’t be long. You’ll be back soon,” You comforted him; “Tell Moony I said hello.” You joked.

He snickered at that.

“Of course, love.” 

A silence fell over the both of you, just enjoying each other’s presence. He massaged you gently, knowing that he had totally overstimulated you enough for one evening. Although, he still playfully teased you when you went to get up.

“I need to go shower.” You announced, making your way to the bathroom on shaky legs.

“Is there room for one more?” He winked at you.

You both knew there was no way either of you’d make another round. You weren’t exactly young and spry teenagers anymore. You scoffed.

“Only if you keep your hands to yourself.” You giggled.

Remus shot up from the bed, following you into the shower.

“No promises.”

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 THE GAMES WE PLAY PT3‼‼‼

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“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted his”, Chris says. You look up at him. “Me too.”

 

You woke up the next morning, sat up instantly. You were just trying to process everything that happened the day before. Dodger was sleeping at the end of Chris’ bed. When did he get there?

You look over and see that Chris had left the bed. Wonder what he is up to? Then you heard the bedroom door open. Chris walks in with a tray of breakfast food, and a single rose for you.

 

“You did not!”, you say with a huge smile. “It’s just a little something for you”, he replies. He brings the tray to you and sits it on your lap. You look up at him, “Come here”. He leans over an you give him a sweet kiss, and then he kisses your forehead. “Thank you so much”. “Anytime baby”. He walks across the bed and lays across the bed. You try the eggs he made. “Holy crap, these are good”. “Pesto eggs, my favorite”, Chris giggles. He then picks up your toast and takes a bite. “I ate my food when I cooked, yes I know…I’m a fat ass”. You busted out laughing. “Stop it, have as much as you want”. You and Chris continue to chat and make jokes while you finish your breakfast.

 

“Is there something you have to do today?”, he asks you. “Nope, I am free until I leave out tomorrow.” “Let’s go out and do something”. “Ok, surprise me”. “Sure thing”, Chris says. You finished your breakfast. He takes the tray. “Um, no sir. You cook, let me clean. That’s the least I can do”. “Absolute not Y/N”, he replies. You and Dodger follow Chris out of the room into the kitchen. You watch him hand wash the dishes. The only thing he’s wearing is gray jogger that are barely holding on to this waist. You walk he behind him while he is at the sink and wrap your arms around him and embrace him from behind.

 

You can hear him giggle. He turns around with suds on his hands and embraces you back. You can still smell his cologne on his body, Gucci Guilty. You take him all in his eyes, his messy hair, his tattoo, his muscles. How did you get here? He kisses your forehead and turns back around to finish cleaning the dishes.

 

“I’m going to take Dodger in the back yard”, you say. “Sure”, Chris says with a smile. “Come on Dodge” Dodger follows you outside. You find a ball and you play fetch with Dodger. After a while you lay by the pool and take in the view. Chris comes outside.

 

“I know exactly what we are doing today”, he says. You can look at him and can tell he’s up to no good! “What is it?” “No way, you said surprise me…. remember?”  Oh shit, that is right! “Ok then when do we leave”. “Let’s go shower and head out”. You follow Chris back into the house, and head to your room. You can hear his footsteps headed your way. “Come hop in the shower with me”. You stop and stare. You’re just trying to play hard to get. You wait a few seconds. “I’m on my way”. He throws his eyebrows up, and winks.

He heads back towards his room. You do a little dance after playing hard to get!!

 

You grab some jeans, a simple white t-shirt, thong, and a bra. You walk back to Chris’ room and you can already hear the shower running. You lay your clothes next to his on the bed and walk into the bathroom. Chris is already in the shower. You can see his silhouette through the foggy shower glass. You take off your clothes and enter. He turns around the water is dripping down his body. My God what a work of art! He pulls you close and gives you a kiss. You step in front of the shower head and let the water fall down your body. Chris holds you from behind. He grabs a towel and Dove soap and begins to wash you. You can feel his hands all over. He grabs your breast with his right and then makes his way up to your throat. You absolutely love it. He continues to wash your back and stop. You turn around to return the favor. You grab some soap and rub all over his body. You grab his dick with both hands and begin to rub. He lets out a moan, you continue. Up and down, up and down. Chris is holding on to the wall as he moans deeply. You swaps places with him and let the soap rinse off. You lead him towards the seat in the shower and he sits. You get on your knees and take his dick in your mouth.

 

“Yes, baby”, he says. He grabs your hair, as you lick all over his dick. You begin to slobber everywhere. You hear him whisper “just like that”. You give Chris all you have and work your hands up and down as you suck his dick. He cums in your mouth. “Goddamn….now it’s my turn”, Chris says. He picks you up and pins you again the shower wall, he lifts you higher and higher. He is holding you up high while he is eating your pussy. No man has EVER done you like this! You are leaning back to make sure you don’t fall. Chris is gripping you by your ass and waist and devouring you. You play in his hair while he eats you out. You can hear him sucking up all your juices. “Oh my God, oh my God”. You cum and Chris doesn’t let up. You can feel your body jerking. “Chris please!!” You finally holler out. He lets you down softly. Your body is still twitching. Chris giggles. You both finish showering and get dressed.

 

You jump in Chris’ truck and head down the interstate. When you get close, he tells you to close your eyes. You arrive at the location. He gets out and walks around to your eyes. You still cannot open your eyes yet. He grabs you hand and leads the way.

 

“You can open your eyes Y/N”, Chris finally says. You open them. “Bungee jumping???”, you say. “No?”, Chris asked concerned. “Um, hell yes!” You are extremely adventurous and love these kinds of activities.  Chris is so happy. The instructor gives you both the instruction and takes you to the platform. The workers gear you both up. You are so excited you can barely keep it together! “Have you ever done this before?”, you ask Chris. “Never”. “Me neither”. “We are popping our bungee jumping cherry together”. You both die laughing.

 

Yall are ready to go! You and Chris are strapped together face to face. “Whenever you both are ready, jump”, the instructor says. You and Chris sit and look at the other face to face. “I’m a little nervous”, he says. “Are you?” Before he could answer you lean off the platform and down you both went. Chris is absolute screaming, and you are just laughing. You both are holding on to each other for dear life! You can feel your stomach drop and then you feel the rope tug. The workers pull you both back up and unstrap you guys. You couldn’t have asked for a better surprise. There were other platforms that you both went to jump off of before heading back Chris’ house.

 

The ride was nice, and you guys held hands the whole way home. When you got back home yall decided on order Door Dash. You both were taking off your shoes and such when the doorbell rings.

 

“That’s odd”, Chris says. You both was still standing in the hallway, and Chris walks up to the door and opens it. Standing there is his ex, Lily James with a bottle of wine.

 

“Hi there”, she says with a bottle of wine. 

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NO. 1 FAN

• part sixteen; just endurance training

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⤷ y/n will always go out of her way for her family, especially for her 7 year old niece, who happens to be kageyama tobio’s number one fan. what happens when the charming sweetheart, y/n, meets the emotionally null, kageyama tobio? and what happens when those two fall in love at first sight?

a/n: its here.. ENDING is ambiguous. ill leave it up to those big imaginations yall have 🧠 hahaha. IDK IF THIS IS TOO OOC. whatever ill justify it by saying “adult kags is mature and horny and knows what hes dooing hahsjej. also likes to dirty talk im sure of it 🤗🤩😋

[!] under is written smut which is not important to the story, sorta, kinda [!]

➳ word count: 1.5k

➳ warnings: smut, but nothing too crazy; hand job, praise kink (kageyama recieving), cum eating?! is there a proper word for that lool

Wow, he’s really hot. Not that that’s new news, but here he is, in your small living room, freshly showered with damp hair in the comfiest loungewear. After all the commotion -- trying to fix the car only to decide on letting him sleepover, setting up a comfortable sleeping place for him, and of course, not trying to embarrass yourself on countless occasions -- you two now rest.

“Hey, wanna watch something?” you suggest as the two of you sit on the couch, a TV perched on the cabinet across from you. Even though you two sit at least three feet apart, you feel his body heat emanating and he hears your heart beating a mile a minute. It’s weird, you two are usually so normal and casual, able to converse and talk, but why is it so different right now.

“Sure, you can choose.”

“Romcom? Oh, or maybe this documentary. Wait no, I actually like this movie,” indecisively you scroll through the library of movies. “That one,” Kageyama says in such an alluring tone that has your finger slipping, the chosen movie is now beginning.

Minutes in, it might be your mind playing games, but the distance between you has become smaller and smaller, and before you know it your hips are touching. You feel every rise of his chest when he breathes and he feels every time you jump or squirm against him. And to be honest, the movie is getting deathly boring when your eyes would much rather feast upon the man beside you, his toned arms and big hands. You’re almost so tempted to touch them, compare them to your own, interlock both your fingers.

“Are you even watching the movie?” Kageyama scoffs, and when you get a better look at his face, you see the small rosy tinge that covers his cheeks. “Yes, I am. Are you?” leaning into him even further, your body acts before your mind can think. You give him a peck on his cheek. It’s not like you two have never kissed before, but this feels new, fresh, exhilarating.

“I am, for your information. Unlike you, staring at me like you’re the predator and I’m the prey,” he looks you dead in the eyes, deep blue engulfing you. He’s letting you know the nature of the relationship; he is no prey.

Gently grabbing the back of your neck, Kageyama pulls you into a kiss, lips touching and sending pleasurable jolts across your body. The distant movie playing has drowned out in the background as your heavy breathing and heartbeats fill the room. You even let out the tiniest of whimpers that shoot straight down to his cock. His other hand begins to wander, until it settles around the small of your waist, pulling you up onto his lap.

You two spend an eternity, his touch constantly rubbing along your body, your fingers twirling around his hair, and your lips and tongues dancing with each other. With your legs straddling his, you don’t shy away from giving an experimental grind against his clothed erection.

“Hm,” his moan is muffled in your interlocked lips. You pull off, looking him in his eyes, all clouded and gasping for air. There’s something tantalizing about the thought of being the one to seduce Japan’s top young athlete. Seeing the young star in front of you, lips red and swollen from all the kissing and almost begging to be touched. It has you quivering at the knees. This is Kageyama Tobio..

“Ha, I didn’t think you’d.. Baby, let’s take it slow, yeah?” you tell him, slipping the cute pet name in which has him pulling you in closer to him.

“Of course. To be honest, I don’t know how much of you I can handle at once,” he looks down at you, jabbing at your usual boldness and forwardness. You can tell he’s nervous. “I should be saying that to you,” you sigh, hands grabbing onto the formed tent in his sweatpants that has you too excited. He’s big.

“So, why don’t we just touch today,” you give him a reassuring smile, giving his cock another squeeze that has him moaning aloud again. Kageyama just simply looks at you and gives a nod in response. He’s embarrassed at his own voice, but to you, it sounds like heaven. You don’t hesitate in lowering the waistband of his pants and boxers, letting the heat of his cock expose itself. Looking at it has you biting your lower lip and shifting in his lap. You wrap your hands around his girth, feeling heavy in your hands as the thick veins tickle the pads of your fingers. You stroke his shaft, listening to the way he audibly gasps and groans under your ministrations. Your fingertip rubs along the head, picking up the drop of precum, allowing you to give him a more satisfying jerk.

“Do that, that felt good,” he breaths out. You pick up the repetitive motions as you feel the surface of his cock heating up, and the unsuppressed sounds spilling from his mouth. The sweet clicks of your strokes has you desperate for more, desperate to pleasure him more. Boldly, you spit onto the head of cock, slicking him up and quickening the pace. Kageyama lets out a needy noise that has your insides trembling and panties uncomfortably wet.

He likes the attention, you know it. He loves being able to openly receive this love from you, no matter how foreign or new it is to him. This thrill Kageyama feels has him aching for more. His hands grasp onto the legs that sit on his lap, squeezing the soft exposed flesh of your skin. His mind goes wild imagining what lies beneath those tight shorts you purposely wore to seduce him, what you’d look like all exposed just for him. He’s not usually this dirty minded, but you’ve always managed to pull out the craziest things from him.

“What are you thinking about, baby?” you ask with your innocent and calming voice, totally contrasting the lewd hands that continue to rub at his cock.

“I’m thinking about a lot of things..”

“Like what my panties look like?”

You will be the death of him, he swears. Before he can even respond or react, you’re already removing your shorts, showing him the delicate black fabric underneath that leaves oh so little to the imagination. Kageyama is brazen and confident on the court, but in the intimacy of right now, you have to be in control of the game. Straddling him again, you continue where you left off, bringing him closer to his release with your hand, kissing along his jaw and neck. “I won’t leave marks, don’t worry.”

“I don’t mind,” he manages to say through his pants. Without hesitation, you leave the tiniest mark on the side of his neck. The thought of tainting his perfect skin has you moaning against him, only egging him further to completion. His cock twitches in your hands, which has you stroking him faster.

“C’mon baby, you can cum anytime. You’ve been so good to me,” praising him, Kageyama looks directly into your eyes, face gone red, eyes hooded with uncontrollable lust as he groans aloud at your words. He likes it. “You’re so hot, baby. Cock’s so hard just for me,” his breathing gets heavier. “Gonna cum soon? Do it. Be good and cum all o-” He suddenly grabs both your wrists in his hand, stopping you from doing or saying anything else.

“Get on your fucking knees.”

You weren’t expecting that at all, which has you smirking and doing exactly what he says. Getting off his lap, you settle on the ground in front of him. You watch Kageyama intently as he stands right in front of you, cock in his dominant hand. He rubs himself, shallow jerks near the head of his big cock, with his other hand resting itself at the back of your head.

“I’m about to.. Can I?” his gasps get louder as he reaches the brink of climax. You stick your tongue out, a nice distance away from him, willing to accept all the love he has to offer. You admire the way his cock stills, and with a moan that has you throbbing, spurts of his cum land in your mouth. White ropes paint your tongue and face as Kageyama looks down at you, gasping for breath. You swallow his seed, all while never breaking your eye contact.

The movie has been long done, leaving you two alone in the now quiet room. Your thighs rub together, still in need for his touch even though he looks utterly exhausted. “You wanna sleep now, baby?” you simply say as he pulls his pants up, adjusting his now softening cock. Kageyama grabs a small cloth from his bag and begins wiping your face clean.

“No,” he discards the cloth and picks you up bridal style, walking you two to your bedroom. “It’s not that late. And, I still think I have a lot to learn..”

“Don’t you have practice tomorrow morning?”

“This is just endurance training.”

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Alrighty lets get started!! So i still really new to this so as to not overwhelm my self im going to try and stick to two charcters for now. I’m sorry if its not what your looking for. For the two im going to do my boys Suga and Daichi. Only because i just did Kuroo and  because im still trying to figure out how to write for Reon. I might however come back and write a part 2 with them. 

Prompt : Boys reacting to their tom boyish crushes all dolled up (Daichi & Suga)

just sayin i wrote this while drinking mojitos

P.S. this prompt reminds me of a series called Sinful Sweethearts by @thosenerdy3amthings​ so definitely go check that out!!

Warning: NSFW, FOUL LANGUAGE

Daichi Sawamura NSFW

you have know Daichi basically your whole life

growing up next to him your parents were very close which meant that you two were kept close together 

in fact until you made it to middle school and started playing volleyball for the girls team you had never had any other friends beside Diachi

so it was safe to say that growing up you were more on the boyish side

you were just more comfortable in sweats and baggy workout shorts than skirts. 

you even wore pants to school

even  highschool though you went to a different school Diachi stayed your closest friend you often finding yourself at the Karsuno practice after yours had ended.

 No matter how much your teammates fussed they couldnt convince you to ditch the large hoodies and sweats.

 You and Daichi always supported each other. you never missed his games and he never missed yours (as long as scheduling permited)

the third year boys often teased Diachi for his realtionship with you

“i dont know why yall dont just date already,” suga complained while daichi stated his usual reply “ shes my best friend you know its not like that” he huffs

Suga scowls “ first of all rude im supposed be your best friend, and second it cant be as just friends as you say when you get so protective when the seond years simp for her.”

“i just dont want her feeling weird around the team. you know Noya and Tanaka can be intense,” he explained

“still that doesnt acount for the way Y/N looks at you,” Asahi added to the convo

“what are you talking about Y/n doesnt look at me any special way, we’re just friends ,” daichi stated a little to forcefully almost as if he was convincing himself.

Suga and Asahi share a knowing look thinking about how their captain can be so dense. 

“any way are you ready for your  birthday party tomorrow night ,” Suga asked smiling brightly.

“i told you i dont need a party,” Daichi scolded for the fifth time today.

“ahh c’mon its not everyday you become an adult like the rest of us DI,”

finally admitiing defeat Diachi concluded the conversation.

...

it was finally the next day you were more nervous for this party than any volleyball game you had played.

and here you were standing in the tight black dress Suga with the help of your team, you should never wager against suga

Had convinced you to wear to diachis party tonight

still shell shocked you stood in front of the mirror of the bathroom Suga had chose.

It was weird to see yourself so girly

the black dress clung tight   to your body. leaving little the imagination.

Suga better be glad he won that bet

finally calming yourself you look around for your best friend

Finally catching sight of him Diachi stood with Suga and Asahi next to the bar of the club.

Suga was the first to recognize you a evil smirk hitting his face as he drew Diachis attention to you.

You couldnt help but notice how hot he looked in his button up and dark wash jeans, his shirt clinging so close to his chest.

he looked to damn good you thought as you bit your lip

little did you know the birthday boy was having an epiphany of this own

his eyes raked up and down you mind wandering 

had you always had such a great ass under those baggy sweats

“Happy Birthday Captain,” you teased.

Daichi took a sharp breath suddenly taken back by the way the title fell from your soft lips

all he could think about was how you would sound screaming that from under him.

lost in thought he missed the smirk his best friend had as Suga put his pan into motion

you stood there sway to the beat of the loud club music wanting to dance

“Y/n why dont you take the birthday boy for a dance,” 

you smiled before Diachi could protest saying how how he doesnt dance

you pulled him to the dance floor pushing your ass against him reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him close to your body as you grinded to the beat

his hands found their place on your hips  

his cock twitched from the pressure of your ass in that short tight dress rubbing against his crotch

you were not helping his growing situation

bodies getting lost in the movement 

you looked up at the boy had been your best friend your whole life with one thought in you head

the same thought flashed into diachis brain

being bold he crashed his lips into yours 

Lost in the contact the kiss lasted forever getting more and more intense 

your not sure how you to got here

but here you were straddling Diachi in the back of his car

his lips sucking bruises into your neck, his large grabbing your ass as you bounced on his thick cock

“FUCK,” Daichi breathed heavily pulling you down into a sloppy kiss tongues exploring “ youre so tight come for me beautiful.”

“im so close Captain you moan feeling him stretch you.

thats it that one word flipped the switch for him he gripped tight on to your waist to hold you secure as he powerfully drilled his hips up into you.

hitting your spot deeper and with such accuracy you were both driven over the edge as you clinched tight around him pulling his release from him.

you both sat out of breath in the hot car, the widows fogged and the smell of sex stinging the air.

“happy birthday,” you said giving him a quick kiss.

he glanced at the watch on his wrist 

he smirked up to you “you know my birthday isnt over yet,” you smiled already liking where this was going. “lets head back to mine. I’m not done with you yet.” 

Koshi Sugawara Slight NSFW

He’s had a crush for you since the beginning of the school year

He thought you were the most adorable thing he’d seen 

with your sweaters that were  two sizes to big. (sweater paws)

You two became friends through a writing project. 

you too quickly hit it off you loving his wild humor 

its sometimes seemed like hed flirt with you but you figured it was just his personality and you were too shy to do anything

poor suga spent so much time flirting with you but you never paid it any attention so he figured you didnt view him that way and he was okay with that he just wanted to be your friend if nothing else.

and so thats how six months went by of being no more than friends

always returning Sugas simple firsts with a shy smile.

It wasnt until the celebratory party some random third year threw to congratulate the boys on making it to nationals

You sat at your best friend Kyioko’s house. 

This was the first party she was able to convince you to attend and she was making sure it counted.

there would be no big sweaters or jeans tonight 

tonight you were borrowing Kyiokos clothes. 

She dressed in a tight (favorite color) lace halter crop top with the lace exposing just the right amount of cleavage. and a pair of blaack shorts hugging your hips thighs on full display.

it wasnt what you were used to this being the most skin you had exposed to the public in years

thats coupled with the make up added to your face you almost didnt recognize yourself

it wasnt what you were used to and thats why when you reached the party and all eyes landed on you. you were slightly relieved that most of the people didnt recognize you.

it was almost exhilarating 

kind of like playing pretend.

like tonight you werent Y/N shy and closed off

you were a sexy and confident woman

that coupled with the shots you took with Kyioko. you found your new confidence 

thats why when you saw you long time crush and close friend Suga across the room you didnt hesitate to make your way over.

“No way is that Y/n” Daichi gasped causing Sugas attention to slip to where his best friend motioned. “wow i didnt expect to see her here,” Diachi let out with a low whistle.

Suga sucked in a sharp breath not prepared for the sight in front of him.

There you were making you way towards him throw the crowd. a smile on your face but it was hard for suga to focus on that smile when your whole body was on display for him. 

 His eyes trailed from down your figure taking all of the exposed skin that was normally hidden from him. 

the way the lace framed your stomach and cupped your breast. the cut into shirt showing him the most cleavage you had ever shown. moving his eyes down it was hard for him not to whimper at the site of your thighs

this man was entranced in your appearance. hed always thought you were the most beautiful even when you were covered head to toe, but seeing you like this it was hard not to drool.

And he wasnt the only one, Several guys had taken notice of you.

Some stopping you to ask if you were new,  cause there was no way’d theyd miss a hot babe like you at school. 

to which youd just roll your eyes keeping on your way to your target. 

feeling more and more emboldened by the attention you were receiving.

but these boys werent the ones you wanted

being the light weight you are you already had your eyes on your prize

go big or go home 

so you you strode right up to the vice captain

“ W- wow Y/n you look great,” Suga stuttered 

“thanks Suga,” you say placing your hand on his toned forearm

No turning back now the confidence was here to stay atleast for now

Suga took a deep breath as he took a turn being the shy one. not used to the aura you exuded. were you really the shy girl he knew. 

you moved closer enveloping him in a tight embrace

he could feel you tits press tight against him and he was trying not to focus on it not wanting to further anymore of the dirty thoughts crossing his mind

 staying close next to Suga you continued your flirtatious assault

dishing back all the flirts you had held back over the months

Finally the straw broke when one of your favorite club songs played through the crowed house and you pulled him close to dance with you.

“c’mon Koshi dont be so timid,” you teased. 

Suga wasnt sure if it was hearing his given name grace your beautiful lips or the facts that you had pressed your ass against his crotch moving seductively to the music but he snapped. 

Suga placed his hands tight to your hips pulling you closer to him not caring if you felt the growing bulge in his pants.

leaning down “you know if you wanted my attention you didnt have to dress so damn sexy. now i have to deal with all these vultures looking at you,” he whispered his breath hot on your ear.

you turned around wrapping your arms around his neck leaning even closer, 

“then why dont we go somewhere private then we wont have to worry about who’s looking,” you smirked heart racing

“i couldnt have said it better,” Suga said leading you out of the busy room ready to have you to himself. 

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Sorry It took so long to write all my work got deleted and I had to start over! I hope you enjoy it 🍵 Anon!!! 💕💕 @🍵anon

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[carolmaximoffs]

heat

summary: the AC is broken, it’s summer in the city, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen that much of your roommate. (no powers/modern au)

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

warnings: cursing, unprotected sex (pls use protection yall), s e x, dirty talk, 18+ pLease, overuse of italics bc i want people to understand that bucky is a Specimen

a/n: and they were roommates...no but you know that prompt that’s like the AC is broken and now we’re naked? that. this is that. 

@moteldwelling​ it’s not much, but let me know what you think? 

YOUR CHEEK PEELS OFF THE FLOOR as you turn your head towards the sound of someone approaching. Bucky stops somewhere behind you, poking a toe into your shoulder blade just to hear you yelp. You roll over with a squelch and a groan, glaring up at him from the tile.

“Scott can’t make it today,” He tells you, waving his phone at you before setting it aside. “Weekend trip with his girlfriend. Be in tomorrow morning.”

You make a sound somewhere between a retch and a pained moan as you sit up, accepting his outstretched hand. He’s in a lime green t-shirt, of all things, and you try to focus on that other than his tight, black boxers. Bucky had been living with you for a year and a half now, but you’d both tried your best to respect each other’s space. Hell, you’d even gotten to a point where you’d started texting each other about hookups so the other housemate could, quite frankly, get lost. This was a newer development - Bucky had brought a girl home one night, and while you could tell he was evidently good in bed, that was because she was so loud.

So, two months later, you’re sure to give each other a heads up. Which you wish he would’ve done two minutes ago because holy shit-

“What?” He throws over his shoulder, as if he doesn’t know. His shirt has joined his phone on the kitchen counter. You thank every deity you can think of that his (very toned, muscular) back is to you - your face is burning, and it’s not just from the heat. He opens the doors the balcony, and you watch him dramatically sprawl over the railing. Has his ass always been that tight?

“Nothing,” you squeak, following him outside. Bucky is a sight. He’s positively obscene - it isn’t any cooler out here, and he’s damn near glistening as he squints at you. You avoid his gaze, idly fiddling with the leaves of one of your plants. “Did you um...did you get in touch with Rogers?”

‘Rogers’, as in Steve Rogers: Bucky’s best friend since diapers. He’d moved in couple months back, a decision he was most likely regretting now, because Bucky had told you the entire floor was out. He tells you now that Steve is with his girlfriend in her very cool, very half-way-across-town apartment. At this information you throw yourself over the railing beside him. It pokes into your stomach at little, but it gives you the chance to stare into the street instead of at Bucky. He’s close enough that you can smell the copious amounts of antiperspirant he’s wearing (he’d thrown a stick at you this morning to wake you up, with the news about your broken air conditioning and also the sentiment that ‘men’s deodorant is stronger’). However, he’s not close enough to touch, until he pokes you, with his hand this time. You straighten, folding your arms.

“You’re soaking through your shirt,” He tells you helpfully, and when you drop your arms you realize he’s right. In lieu of the heat wave and lack of AC, you’d only worn a thin tank top and shorts. Now, sweat causes the fabric to cling to you, and you curse as you rush inside. “You could take it off out here, sweetheart, I’m sure nobody’d complain.”

You flip him off over your shoulder; he’d always been a little bit of a flirt, but sometimes you just couldn’t take it. Your cheeks stay cherry red as you slam your bedroom door behind you. Just as you’re pulling a sports bra over your head (you had forgone one earlier), there’s a knock. It’s Bucky, because who else would come to the circle of Hell your apartment has become today. His fist is raised to knock again when you open the door, frustrated.

“What, Barnes?” You snap, instantly feeling bad for it as his face twitches into a grimace for a split second. He manages to keep it neutral, even smirking a little as he leans against your door frame.

“I was just gonna tell you I didn’t...I don’t mind.” He rubs a hand across the back of his neck, blowing out an exasperated breath at your confused look. “Your shirt-I didn’t mind...seeing.”

Oh. Oh, and as it clicks into your brain, your first instinct is he’s kidding. As always. You huff out a laugh and make to slip past him, but a hand on your wrist pushes you back. Bucky levels you with the most serious expression you’ve seen in 18 months of living together.

“Y/N, I mean it. You’re,” He laughs, but not at you. “You’re gorgeous. And smart, and funny, and you let me stay at your damn place for way longer than either of us expected, and there isn’t anybody else.”

“Any...anybody else? What about-” You’re trying to remember his fling from last month, the one that had you crashing at Wanda’s for four nights in a row one week. Bucky is adamantly shaking his head.

“No. Nobody is you.”

Again, you’re struck with that damned ‘oh’ feeling. You gape, unsure what you’re supposed to do with that revelation.

It wasn’t one sided - part of the reason you’d let Bucky move in was because of your tiny crush on him. But Bucky was your roommate, your best friend, and some line in your head made him unattainable until-

“Oh.” And this time, it is breathed out loud. Bucky connects his lips with yours, gentle at first. Instinctively, you reach for his hair, pulling it from its loose bun and tugging just a little. He kisses you hard, then, one hand on your hip practically shaking with how hard he’s gripping you. You walk when he walks, shuffling backwards blindly until your calves hit the edge of your bed. He leans away breathlessly as your back hits the mattress, braced on his forearms. His long, dark locks just barely brush your face as he hovers above you. His eyes hold something darker you’ve never seen before, and it sends lightening bolts straight to your core.

“Is this okay? Can I-fuck Y/N, I wanted to-” Bucky doesn’t get to tell you what he wanted to do, because you’re gripping his shoulders and pulling him back in. He groans, hands twisting into the comforter by your head. Restraint.

“You can touch me,” You pant between kisses along his throat. “Please, touch me, Bucky, I need...”

You can’t even finish the sentence, almost light-headed, but you don’t know if it’s the heat or the sudden all-consuming feeling of Bucky. Bucky’s hips, pressed up between your thighs. Bucky’s hands, one flitting down to cup your breast and one tangling itself in your hair. Bucky’s lips, tongue, everywhere he can dip his head. Bucky’s knee coming to press against your core as he shifts you a little further up the bed. You’re no virgin, but your body feels electric in a way it hasn’t in a long time.

His hands hesitate at the hem of your bra, so you pull it off yourself. Ever the gentleman - usually. That gentleman disappears as Bucky practically tears your shorts down your legs, looking like a damn predator as he eyes your soaked panties. You hear yourself pleading, and he shushes you, pressing open mouthed kisses just under your ear.

“Don’t worry, princess. I got you,” Bucky murmurs. And gods, does he. His mouth kisses all the way down your body, pausing only to bite lightly at each nipple. Your responding whine earns you a smug grin before he pushes your panties down your calves. You feel exposed, pushing yourself up onto your elbows, about to protest, but Bucky pushes you right back down. “Let me take care of you, sweetheart. Been thinkin’ bout this pretty pussy for so long.”

You practically cry at the words, or maybe it’s what follows them. A teasing lick, his tongue pressing flat against your folds from your entrance to your clit. Your hands scramble for purchase - one in his hair, one gripping a pillow behind you as your ankles hook behind his shoulders. The feeling of his smile sears itself into your brain before he devours you. A thick finger teases at your entrance as Bucky suckles your clit between eager lips, swirling for just a moment before he pushes in, knuckle deep. Fuck. You must say it out loud, because he pulls away to meet your gaze a little threateningly.

“You’re so sweet, baby. Could eat you all day and never get tired of it.” He whispers, sliding in a second finger to join the first. You keen, and once more you feel yourself blush. Nobody’s ever eaten you out like this, and Bucky knows it. “Feels good, doesn’t it, sweetheart? That’s what you needed?””

You squeal this time, a third finger stretching and thrusting with the others. You nod vigorously, and he keeps up that same smug smile as he circles your clit with his tongue. He keeps up a steady rhythm with his fingers, but you want, no, need more, and he knows this, too. His fingers leave you entirely, but before you can whine in complaint, you hear his boxers hit the floor. You keep your gaze trained on the ceiling, trying to calm your heart, until a hand curls around your jaw. Bucky makes you meet his gaze, pressing his forehead to yours. It’s a moment of clarity, and you feel him pulsing against your thigh, hot and needy like just about everything else in the room.

“Are you sure?” He breathes, and you whisper a yes; you don’t think it conveys just how badly you want him. He smiles again before aligning himself with your entrance, but the smile is deceiving: he slams himself home, tip nudging your cervix. Then he’s gone again, setting a much faster pace than with his fingers. You keen when his tip brushes against that spot within you, and he leans down to bite at your ear, being careful to fuck into that spot repeatedly. “Yeah, princess? Right there, is that it? That’s where you need me?”

You’re not even sure if your response is coherent, ears practically ringing with the force of your impending orgasm. Bucky slips a hand between the two of you to circle your clit with two fingers, hips never slowing. His other hand finds its way to your ass, lifting your hips just so. He swallows your gasp, and the moans that follow as he fucks you ever deeper. He kisses and nips his way along your jaw.

“C’mon, let go for me. It’s alright, honey, wanna feel you cum all over my cock.” And so you do, knot in your stomach breaking, body going limp. Bucky doesn’t stop; he goes faster, if possible, an arm under your shoulders and the other keeping a leg securely around his waist. He comes undone with a shout, pulling out just in time to spurt hot, creamy liquid all over your stomach. He has the decency to look a little guilty, but it doesn’t keep him from drawing a finger through the substance and offering it to your lips.

“Sorry,” Bucky mutters, but he is hyper-focused on you sucking his finger into your mouth. Just to tease, you keep eye contact with him, his signature smirk ever-present. “But you look so pretty covered in my cum.”

You bite playfully at his fingertip in response, earning you a sharp tug of your hair. You’re sweat-slick and boneless, but you don’t even notice the heat anymore. Bucky clambers off the bed. You hear water running, and he returns with a washcloth. The gentleman has returned as he cleans you up and then himself, tossing the cloth into the hamper. You scoot over as much as you can, and he promptly collapses beside you. It’s not the first time you’ve shared a bed, but you are suddenly very aware that Bucky is as naked as the day he was born. With his eyes closed, you take the moment to observe him.

“Creeper.” He mumbles. You make to push him further away, but he grabs your hand instead, entwining your fingers together. Bucky opens his eyes, blinking lazily at you. “I really do want to take you out, Y/N. Wanted to do this right but...saw your pretty little tits in that tank top and I couldn’t help myself.”

“Should I take that as a compliment?” You say with a snort, and he shrugs, rolling over to press a sloppy kiss to your cheek.

“Don’t care how you take it. Just as long as I get that date.”

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes oneshot #mine #marvel fic #smut

[hoekaashi]

Ushijima x Stripper!Reader

A/N: I had this idea for a while, and honestly, I’m pretty happy with how it came out! As always, characters are aged up like in their early to mid twenties.  Pairings: Ushijima x Reader Warnings: reader is a stripper, public sex (like yall fuck in front of everyone), spanking, face fucking, thigh riding, overstimulation, choking, degradation mixed with praise, a lil bit of biting, creampie Taglist: @humanitys-hottestsoldier​, @bakugoustanaccount​, @suckersuki​, @nekxrizawa​, @sushij1ma​

He walked in like he owned the place, even though it was his third time visiting at best. He unbuttoned his blazer’s buttons as he took a seat on the worn out couch. His eyes scanned the room of people, mostly men his own age with some who were younger and older, and a few women sprinkled in here and there. The regulars were eyeing him up and down while the workers were wondering who the mysterious newbie was.

Ushijima sat back and rested his arms back on top of the couch. The club smelled like stale cigarettes and booze, the music too loud where he couldn’t hear himself think. So this is where you work…

The lights turned down and everyone’s attention was turned to the stage. You walked out, slow and seductive, wearing a black, lace robe and heels. As the music began, you carefully removed your robe before stepping out of it, revealing your black set that left little to the imagination. You walk around, wrapping a hand around the pole and lean back. Ushijima watches you move with a stoic expression but he can’t help the way his dick twitches in his pants as his eyes follow your every movement. You were never one to be a risky dancer, your routines always more sensual just the way you liked it. No one ever complained either, your routines always racked in the tips, maybe even more than the other girls. Your song ended much faster than anyone would have liked and as you began to walk away, you saw him hold up a hundred dollar bill between two fingers. Smirking, you got off stage and walked over to him, all the men around the two of you watching as your hips swayed, both in shock and awe.

“She never gives out dances, no matter how much they pay her,” you heard one man say. That’s true. You never took private clients and you never gave lap dances.

This? This was the exception.

You reached out to grab the bill, but Ushijima moved it away before you could take it. He simply raised an eyebrow. You turn around so he has a nice view of your ass, your thong disappearing between your cheeks. As the DJ plays a song for you, you get to work, moving your body to the beat. As the song comes close to the end, you straddle his waist and grind down on him, smirking when you feel how hard he is under his pants. His face was giving away nothing but, you could see him clench his jaw as you started to chase your own relief.

After what felt like an eternity, Ushijima finally put his hands on your waist, stopping your movements as you got close to cumming on his crotch. He pulled you down for a kiss, a hand tangling into your hair at the base of your neck while the other grabbed an asscheek, squeezing it hard before slapping it. You moaned into the kiss, your hands clutching his shirt under his blazer. He pulled your hair causing you to look up and expose your neck to him as he continued his assault down your jaw, leaving bites and bruises as his lips made their way to your chest. The hundred from early was stuffed inside one of your bra cups and he let go of your hair. Keeping eye contact with him, you crawled out of his lap and onto your knees. Unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, you could feel yourself getting wetter at the thought of what was about to happen in front of all these people in your place of work. You licked your lips once his cock was freed and immediately began to kiss and lick your way up to the leaking tip. As you worked on his length, the music and chatter faded away and when you licked his slit to collect his precum, you swore you heard him moan. Looking up as you swirled your tongue around his tip, you saw him with his head thrown back and his mouth slightly open. Using this opportunity, you took a deep breath and took as much of him into your mouth as you could. You felt tears prick your eyes as you relaxed your muscles to deep throat him in one go. Ushijima’s head snapped up and his hands grabbed your hair. You could feel him trying to hold you down, but when you came up for air, there was no resistance. When you came off his cock, there was a trail of saliva connecting you two. You watch him watch you as you bobbed your head up and down, fisting the rest of him that didn’t fit into your mouth. You could feel his hips begin to slightly thrust up into your mouth while his hands were starting to guide your head. Smiling to yourself, you let go of all control as he began to fuck your mouth. Watching him close his eyes as his movements sped up had you squirming on your knees for any sort of relief. He came in your mouth with a groan, holding you down until he had come down from his high. Your throat swallowing around him had him slightly moaning, helping to milk him even more. When he had finished, he pulled you off his cock and pulled you in for a kiss. You knew he could taste himself on your tongue.

He helped you get up and pulled you back onto his lap. You grinded down on one of his thick thighs. His hands sat on your hips, holding you, but not setting your pace. The thin fabric of your thong was doing little to stop your slick from ruining his pants. Ushijima had removed his blazer and could feel your nails digging into his shoulders as your hips picked up speed. He leaned closer to you, licking up your neck until he was just under your earlobe.

“I didn’t know you were such a slut, getting off on my thigh in front of all these strangers.” A large hand landed on your ass causing you to cry out. “Are you planning on showing your face here again after I fuck you into this shitty couch? Of course you are, a whore like you probably enjoys all this attention.” Another slap to your ass had you biting down on your lip hard enough to draw some blood.

He bit down on the junction between your neck and shoulder, the pain pushing you over the edge causing you to cum on his thigh. Ushijima shifted you so you were positioned right over his dick, not giving a chance to catch your breath. Moving your thong to the side, he sunk you down on his dick, the pain from not being prepped evident on your face. You groaned out his name as your nails broke skin on his shoulders through his shirt. The entire time he pushed you down, he whispered praises in your ear.

“You’re such a good girl, taking my cock like this and not complaining. You’re almost there, your slutty pussy is taking me so well. I can feel how tight you are, you feel so good around me doll. Show everyone here what a good whore you are, letting me fuck you like this in front of them.”

He did, however, give you a break once you were down to his base. You rested your head on his chest and he rubbed your back, littering kisses on your face and head. Once you were ready, he told you to ride him. Sitting back up, you moaned from the simple movement. Lifting yourself up slowly, you let gravity bring you back down. Throwing your head back, you continued the motion, slowly fucking him. When Ushijima was tired of your pace, he let you know by gripping your hips tightly. That was the only warning you got as you quickly interlocked your fingers around his neck and he thrusted up into you. The moans leaving your mouth were nothing short of a pornstar’s and you knew that the men around the two of you were either fully hard in their jeans or shamelessly jerking themselves off to the free show. Ushijima didn’t care what they were doing because no one else got to feel how tight you were around their dicks. No one else could make you moan the way you were for him. No one else’s name was falling from your lips like a mantra.

You felt the sting from another one of his slaps on your ass. He landed another three and you knew there would be a bruise in the shape of his hand there tomorrow. Not that you were complaining. He could feel you getting close and rubbed your clit. You came hard on his dick, screaming his name so loud that it could be heard over the music. Ushijima shifted you so your back was on the couch and continued to fuck you through your orgasm. Placing one of your legs over his shoulder, you grasped at the couch from the feeling of his dick hitting you even deeper. His pace slowed down just a bit and you looked at him to see what was happening. He was staring down at you, but not where his dick was entering you over and over again. Sitting back on your forearms, you saw him watching the bulge of his dick move through your stomach. You watched the imprint move back and forth a couple times before falling onto your back. The sight made you clench around his dick causing him to fall forward, both his hands around your head to hold him up. You were already so tight around him and the feeling of your walls squeezing him harder almost made him cum on the spot. But he was going to make you cum on his dick one more time before he was done.

With your leg over his shoulder and Ushijima hovering over you, you felt like you were going to be split open in the best possible way. You had been reduced to an incoherent mess as his pace picked up. Your third orgasm approached fast since you were still sensitive from your previous ones. Ushijima wrapped a hand around your throat and re-positioned himself so his other hand could rub your clit.

“I know you’re close, doll. Are you gonna cum on my dick again in front of everyone? Everyone’s gonna know how much of a slut you really are after tonight, but that’s what you want right?”

His grip got tighter and his fingers moved faster. Every motion and movement had your eyes rolling back as you came again with a silent scream. Ushijima leaned back down to capture your mouth in a kiss, swallowing your moans so no one else could hear it. Feeling your walls contract one more time was all he needed to cum inside of you. His thrusts slowed down, but kept moving until both of you had come down from your high. His kisses turned from possessive to passionate to soft and you cupped his face with both hands as you returned each and every one. He pulled away and both of you stared at each other, forgetting that you weren’t at home in your shared bedroom, but rather on a dirty couch in a strip club surrounded by many, many strangers.

You smiled at him and he pushed some hair out of your face. “I love you,” he said softly.

“I love you too. Now get off me.” You gently pushed at his chest. Fortunately for you, a coworker brought over a towel to help you two clean up. Once everything was back in place and the two of you were cleaned, you handed the hundred back to your boyfriend.

He shook his head and placed his blazer over your shoulders. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t support your work.”

#ushijima x reader #ushijima x reader smut #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyuu fic #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu smut #hq fic #hq imagines #hq smut