Tw : Noncon/Dubcon, Predator x Prey kink, fear kink, Manhandle (?) & Outdoor sex. lmk if i miss anything. Chubby Reader Fics With No Skintone Of Reader Mentioned.
Mdni!
Currently thinking abt men who have a predator x prey kink. Men who love to see your trembling expression when he act like some merciless predator. men who loves to play hide and seek with you. despite his own self being a grown man, he cant help but get even more turned on when he sees your scared expression, while his hand pinch your chubby cheeks, only to make you more trembling in fear.
"look at you.. all scared and stuff... you're only making me more excited y'know?"
he's a man who is soo thrilled when he was chasing you. catching you around like a crazy dude, its only a matter of time before his hand get onto your clothes and easily ripped them off, and later on, you'll be getting pinned down beneath him while your pussy service his cock, laughing as a respond from him to your cries, slapping your fat belly and grabbing them with a very harsh grip. and.. ngl you both are going to look like some wild animals fucking each other in the woods, but dont worry though. he's a mass fucking possesive dude. theres no fucking way he'll let some random stranger look at your body. your body is all his and his only for see and touch. and if you forget it? he'll gladly reminds you.
The Men That i'm talking about Are;
GETO SUGURU, OBITO, Itoshi Brothers, MIYA ATSUMU, KUROO TETSURO, Tsukishima Kei, HOSHIGAKI KISAME, ALEC, Sakamaki Brothers, MUKAMI BROTHERS, Lev Haiba, TENDOU, MADARA, KIBA, ITTO, Childe, Scaramouche, POSEIDON, SEBASTIAN, Malleus, HADES, SHIVA, OVERHAUL, SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY, Horangi, Alejandro, HIDAN, Deidara, Sasori, KAKUZU, OROCHIMARU, UCHIHA SASUKE, SUKUNA RYOMEN & Bachira.
DID I FORGET ANYONE? INSERT UR FAV!
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“should i order something for dinner?”
sae glances up at you before looking back at his phone, frowning. “no sé.”
you bite back an aggravated sigh, brows knitting in annoyance at his response.
recently, sae has developed the habit of speaking in spanish when he’s mad at you.
(he used to give you the cold shoulder, but he realized it started to backfire when you ignored him in return, so he settled for making sure you had a hard time understanding what he was saying instead.)
you lean against the couch, “how do you feel about getting some pizza?”
he doesn’t look at you, “no quiero.”
you make a face, “stop being so difficult.”
he turns to look at you sticking his tongue out, his brows knit in anger.
a frustrated sigh leaves your lips, your head dropping against the couch cushions. “you can’t stay mad at me forever!”
“sí puedo.” your eyes close in annoyance when you feel him glaring at you.
you lift your head up to look at him, glaring back. “i already apologized!”
“it wasn’t sincere!” he huffs, angrily turning away from you and crossing his arms.
a triumphant hum leaves your lips, a satisfied grin settling on your lips. sae turns to look at you with thinly-veiled curiosity.
a mocking huff of laughter slips past your lips and you stick your tongue out at him in satisfaction, “you stopped speaking in spanish.”
his face flushes, his eyes widening in realization before he glares at you again. “no i didn’t!”
“you did it again!” you hide your mouth behind your hands in a feeble attempt to hide your laughter.
a pout grows on his lips, the tips of his ears flushing, “…mentira.”
you slump against the couch, “what are you even mad for anyway?”
sae makes a face, looking away from you. his brows furrow even further as you stare at his cheek.
“…no sé.” his voice is laced with embarrassment, the tips of his ears a bright red as his cheeks slowly flush.
(you don’t need to know what he’s saying to conclude he doesn’t even know why he’s mad. it’s somehow even more annoying.)
confused frustration writes itself in your face, “why are you still being so petty, then?”
“i’m mad at you over something!” he groans, running a hand down his face.
“you wanna know what i think?” you smile.
“no.” you think it’s funny how he still says it in spanish.
you lean closer to him, “i think you should stop being mad at me.”
he gives you a look. “no thanks.”
“sae,” you lean even closer, pouting, “i’m sorry.”
he turns to you, raising a brow, “sorry for what?”
there’s a best of silence.
“you don’t even know what you’re sorry for!” sae glares.
you glare back, “you don’t either!”
his face flushes a deep red. he looks away from you, pausing for a second before glancing at you shyly, “te odio.”
you roll your eyes. “whatever.”
(you also don’t need to tell him you’ve started picking up on what his words mean. or that you’ve started to secret my learn a few of them.
it’d be a shame if he learned yet another language just to be petty.)
“you don’t know what you did?” he looks at you, pouting.
“not really.” you blink, crossing your arms, “do you?”
his lips curl into a fine line, his face flushing before he clears his throat in embarrassment. “not really.” (you think it’s cute how he repeats your words.)
you playfully poke his cheek. “how about we forget what you were mad at me about and order food already?”
he cracks a small smile, “depends on what we’re getting.”
“whatever you want.” you cheekily smile at him.
(you both know he’ll end up choosing whatever you’re craving.)
a sigh leaves your lips when you stretch your arms out, reaching for your phone. “you’re cute when you’re speaking spanish.”
“oh yeah?” he sounds smug. it makes you almost want to forgive him for being petty. (but you won’t.)
a smile blooms on your lips your eyes sparkling with mischief as the words slip out of your mouth, “totalmente.”
(you wish you’d taken a picture of his shocked face.)
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