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starrbright · 1 year

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GREED AND EVERYTHING BETWEEN

CSM Yoshida x Chubby Reader

These devil hunters know a thing or two about greed, sure, but the thin line between the difference of a hungry devil and them; a devil hunter, when they met you—it fades easily.

AFAB reader, use of pet names. 20+ age of characters. JEALOUSY ( the title is literally greed 🚶🏽‍♀️) stalking. obsession. finger sucking. fingering. intercrural sex. vaginal sex. unprotected sex. yoshida being creepy as fuck. it was fun to explore his creepy ass.

If you saw that first post, no you didn't. decided to separate them. 5.3K words. got carried away and wanted to take a different route with the whole thing. HIMENO. KOBENI.

You were nothing interesting, to Yoshida's mind, that is--but that's not to say you hadn't caught his eyes from the first time you met or since then. Even when you barely spoke or showed much emotions other than satisfaction with the competency with your work, if that is such an emotion anyway. Though, a lot of people were like that in the divison; closed off, and almost could say the same to him.

But could it have been avoided for him to get curious when you two were always paired up when demanded, and still when you work well enough together, you didn't pay him no attention. He was fucking nosy after all.

Though it was him who was not paying attention, at least not enough. And how fucking thankful you were for that. Because how embarrassing it would be if he found out you had a crush on him? How silly you'd look? )): Everything that you got away with; stolen glances at him when you walk together, when he's too busy fighting his enemies, you'd see how smug he is when in his element and it makes you purse your lips as a smile would show, all the while you're fighting, too. Looking back at him when you pass by each other in the hallways. Thinking of him as long as your mind let you, heart always faltering whenever he's there. Any emotion besides neutrality would threaten to stitch to your face as your insides would flutter. Still, there was thrill in the risk, even more as you knew he would spare you glances when you weren't looking, as he thinks, that is. It was fun, letting yourself indulge a silly crush with your co-worker, it was a game of your own, better left hidden and just left like that.

But you got carried away with it. Confident that you wouldn't get caught because it had been a long while, so you didn't worry; your guard let down.

So inevitably, ): you got caught faltering.

And that's when Yoshida found that he had been blindsided by you all along. In the moment of your fight, there you were letting your eyes go to him again, his enemies was locked by the octopus devil and he's spouting words that were probably pissing them off. Then the bitten smile you had was let off as his eyes found yours, so much enough of seconds has passed that he's seen you looking to him and only then you woke up. Those short seconds that could count so long more than it should because you know he saw the amusement in your eyes, the smile you were hiding. All of what you were then was gone and there you truly are, right in front of his very eyes.

Yoshida smirked at your frozen state, even when you were a bit far away from each other, he can clearly see how you lost so much of your composure and of you, seeing him how smug after he got over a second of surprise.

You didn't think such a mere moment would have you fearing more than the devils you fight.

For someone like Yoshida.....for a thing like that to get past by him, it was something--something fucking rare, and he couldn't just let it go without having his own amusement. After all, you owe him that much.

And did he fucking got it. But he didn't expect it to turn out what it had been, what now was--he's not complaining though. Not when you were trembling beneath his hold, your eyes that was dwelling with tears as you looked at him pleadingly, what you were saying with them, he's not sure of, whether you wanted him to continue or to stop--it made him want more to just have you there.

But let's go back from where your end had begun, shall we?

You distanced yourself from him as your tasks were done, you can see his eyes on you seconds after seconds, and you know that he knows, and he knows you're avoiding it, keeping your hands in your pocket as they were shaking. One would think that what's gotten you shaken up was because you fought such creatures but no, it was because of the person besides you who looks harmless but you knew that was wrong and it can be so much from there on.

As you continue to walk to where the rendezvous is for your team, he spoke, "Don't you think I did well back there?" Your feet slowed down while your breathing increased. After a long while that you worked together, this was the first time he spoke to you besides about work and even from that, it was rare. You couldn't speak but just stopped there.

Yoshida went to you close enough that you could shudder as he lowered his voice, "Your smile back there would say that you agree, no?" Even when you were now feeling all of the beating of your heart in your body, you managed to force yourself to look at him, and you wish you hadn't. He had the look that he always had whenever facing his opponents; the thrill to conquer, a prey to be taken, and you know damn much of it because, well...it's what gotten you in this predicament, right? Because you always had your eyes on him.

It turns out that your admiring eyes weren't enough to see through him. Because if you did, you wouldn't be feeling so much of dread as you got caught in your own harmless game. You wouldn't envision a mouse getting caught in the trap by playing with the bait. Surprise surprise, your frisky actions had daunting consequences; him, the object of your said actions, and him, the price for it.

As you stared at him and you're unmoving, fear is what he sees. He doesn't think he had seen it before in you, and that was saying a lot, given when your life is always at stake from what you do. He's found at that second, he likes that look on you; cowering.

He went to your ear, his voice echoing of promise with threat, "So frighten already, little mouse? I'm just getting started with you."

You knew there was no escape for you there on. Literally. Both of you were posted to look after the chainsaw fiend, enrolled together in a public high school in doing so. How ironic, isn't it? There you were indulging yourself in a little crush that had you feeling you were back in school in your hometown, innocent and fleeting. And there you are now. A reality check is what you would call it, a hit to put you back in your place but the only different thing is, there's no going back to your normal life anymore, at least fighting devils daily was normal as it was your job.

What wasn't normal is your nerves spiraling as you went closer to the gate of the school, dreading to see that fearful gaze so early in the morning, and what did you expect? That he wasn't just gonna show out of nowhere, making you jump and clutch your bag tightly that was on your shoulder, him with his head tilted and a lazy smile, enough to keep you on your toes for the whole day?

"The uniform suits you, aren't I lucky to get to see you in that every day?" Nothing was much more than adorable in his eyes as he looked at you. You looked good in the usual work clothes of a devil hunter, sure, he admits--and to have seen you waver so much in that said attire for a short span, your demeanor that you had when you wore it, that was lost because of him, was great as well. But you're looking so cute in that white long-sleeved shirt, black top and skirt, a ribbon to top it all off. Fear again in your eyes, no less. It was a feast.

"Still not speaking to me, huh?" Yoshida leans down a bit and you flinched when he did. Giving him no answer but a worried reaction, he smirked. "But I'll have you squeaking to no end in no time."

You didn't think it'd get worse from there but of course, it did.

First day of it and you just had to be in the same class, out of your control or choice. The chainsaw boy hasn't done any shit for you both to be alarmed, letting him to let loose, and a problem to you. )): It should be nothing, really, all he's doing is just looking at you, sometimes tapping your desk or calling out to you with a small utter of your name, but it affected you well enough for him to be entertained. Minutes to minutes, you'd spare him that wavering gaze or pleading eyes to tell him to stop, or you're pushing your chair a little away from him. Then after classes to after checking on what was demanded, he's there again to pester you. Silent but still there, walking off to somewhere like he wasn't there.

It was paying off, amused by how well you're still keeping up. Though, that makes him wonder how long and what follows after. So he pushed a bit further. )):

Finally, you're left alone as you walk in the hallway and for the first time in a while, you felt at ease. But that was suddenly ruined when a finger poked your side as a voice followed that made you jumped and lose it. Anger immediately rises and you knew who it was, turning around to face him, all senses left and your voice took over. "Will you stop?!" It was all over you and you realized as you saw his shocked face. Your eyes wide as saucers and you took a step back once his look began to turn back to normal.

Yoshida follows with one step, leaning down further than you ever have been close. "Well....looks like the little mouse finally squeaked." His breath was fanning yours and heavy was how you breathed. He stayed like that, enjoying how you lashed out and how you took it in.

But having enough of what he was doing, you managed to have some fucking courage to look at him with pleading eyes that was beginning to water and a hand that was trembling to reach up to his shoulder, just above his chest, "P-please....stop..." In a breathless and shaking voice you uttered, weakening fingers crippled up his polo and his eyes showed something you've never seen before, one that had you thinking you shouldn't have done and got you running away from him.

His hand went to where your hand just were, crippling up the already crippled fabric, his face lighting up.

Oh, what have you done?

What a piece of work you are. For him, rather, just so perfect for his nosy ass. Unfolding and unfolding. So he can't stop now. Because how could he when that face he saw, what you gave him, it kept him up all night. Your begging voice, he heard it even as his eyes drifted off. You've haunted him since then.

He had to do something about it.

And what he did is you didn't expect, for how many fucking times, you don't know. "Come with me to the cafe I go to." Yoshida spoke as you both walked out of class, but you just avoided his gaze and continued to walk. He just followed, huffing a grin, expecting it wouldn't be easy. But the challenge always only made it more fun.

"Come on, it's my treat, take it as an apology and I'll be off your back." He wouldn't, really, and he figures you know that. Your walking slowed down, mind contemplating, "Denji might get into some trouble again." You said but still not facing him, yet you saw his grin turn wide, if anything, it made you scared but you were getting worn out from his games. So you might as well entertain him willingly.

"So let's save his ass then and be off."

After catching and finishing what the said fiend had started, with untainted clothes, thankfully--you found yourself sitting across from him with the food you guys ordered. "Didn't think you'd actually agreed."

"And I don't think you would've given up if I didn't."

He leans back, smirking at your pissed off tone, and frankly, you couldn't give a fuck anymore if you showed it. The person you were admiring from a far yet still close, had become the reason why your walls was fading, and he was doing such a shit job at it.

Then he leans forward down on the table, his chin on his hand, almost a pout on him, "I thought you like me."

No hesitation at all, "Now you fucking annoy me." There goes your restraint.

Yoshida laughed, head thrown back, his loud voice bouncing off the walls and what a pleasant sound it was to your ears. Maybe he isn't doing such a shit job at it after all.

Your blunt expression began to wear off and turned gentle as he calms down, seeing some twinkling in his eyes. You've really lost it. "We should do this some time again."

Well, at least you knew at the beginning he was lying about him getting off you back, it made a little easier to agree with the notion.

There it was set for your walls to crumble down completely. Slowly, he did. It was easy, one moment you're cowering to lashing out to being yourself to him. And it was supposed to end there, he was supposed to be bored by then. At least, that's what he expected. But of course, like any other thing we do to spite others for our own gain, it came back biting him in the ass. Like any other cliche story, he began to see you. More than you did.

And......not to mention he hasn't forgotten that moment of your such weakness, tearing up to him. He wanted to see it again, and the other thing, of course, how could he forget that?

That you like him.

That he can still see how you steal glances at him, the wavering in your eyes way gone and replaced with utter delight and curiosity; you're not faltering to him anymore. You were.....comfortable. Comfortable enough to trust him. Comfortable enough to not suspect he was following you home every day now. To not see his ever observant eyes gazing at your long skirt flying up because of the wind, catching a glimpse of your legs and thighs. He never had the chance to think he was deprived of such a sight. To not notice why he was the reason your handkerchiefs would always be lost.

.....Comfortable enough for you to be friendly with others, for you to smile so freely at them, only then he remembers that even when you were okay with each other--you've never smile at him like that. That's when he felt something inside him snap, not realizing that his rope was going thin.

You like him, didn't you? So what would stop him for him to have you? Absolutely nothing.

And there he goes. Wanting his.....feelings to be known. Taking you both to an empty classroom as it was break, pulling you away before you could even speak of what to eat. "Is something wrong?" You asked as your eyes roamed the room, expecting for him to talk about a serious situation.

........The situation is serious, alright.

It is, when Yoshida had a readable expression as he turned to her after closing the door. You've never once had read his face that allowed you to guess what he was thinking of, you never saw through him. But as he walks closer to you, each step he made had you see what he wants to do and you just stood there, unable to believe that the thought in your mind is unfolding right in front of you the very second.

Before you could utter his name, his hand went to your chin, cupping it. Yoshida stared down at you, eyes determined but he took the time to look at yours, finding uncertainty in them, it was close enough to the fear he saw back then. Then it went down to your lips, he was fazed by them but your eyes didn't look at his but just his eyes, disbelief still running high.

Then nothing could have prepared you when his lips met yours, a gasp leaving you when he leaned in, your eyes closing, nonetheless. The hold on your chin softens to cup your cheek, it eases you but still you clenched your fists on his shoulders. Your mouths remained like that, locked on each other, but really, it was because you couldn't fathom what was happening, and frankly scared to do anything to end it, scared to mess up. Yoshida however.....he'd almost feel the same but if anything, he was relishing the state you were in, more so by the warmth engulfing his mouth, letting it stay and run through all over him, all the way to you.

He was a patient one, he likes to think that he is, anyway, but not so much that he's not moving his lips now, leading yours to follow. An arm coming around your waist, pulling you closer to him, one leg going in your middle and you feel a tent growing on him, making you gasp. Yoshida took that opportunity to let his tongue in, your breathing gone as his mouth closed on you, his tongue roaming and a whimper from you for you can't keep up, let alone handle it--your fingers now digging in his shoulders, the layers of fabrics was nothing as he felt your nails, it only makes him go for more. Going further from your straying away gesture with a few sloppy kisses with his eyes opened, seeing how you were so flushed out as he continued to smack your lips, before finally pulling away.

Thin ropes of drool, your fluttering eyes and panting mouth. Yoshida caressed your face, his fingers grazing and rubbing your cheek to ear to your nape and neck, melting in his touch with shuddering breaths and dazed eyes.

The power he had. He felt. How he wants to wield it.

He squeezed your waist firmly that it made you flinch and hold his hand there, your eyes to him. Yoshida's lips curved so little, "There's my little mouse."

"....What?" You managed to let out. Even when he already did what he did, you still couldn't believe it.

"Oh, do I have to spell it out for you?" He asked, knowing you couldn't answer. He had an idea to make it easier for you.

"How about I just show you?"

Yoshida sat himself on a desk of a chair, pulling on your waist so that you're on him, your back to his front, so against each other that you feel his cock on you, making you bit your tongue.

He bunched up your skirt, showing your thin spandex shorts, from how short and tight it was on you could be mistaken as your panty. He smirked. His other hand teased its way from your knee to kneading your fat thighs, leaving a mark by how his fingers dragged and felt it up, going up until your sex, tutting his fingers above it, and you're flinching.

He cupped it, too slowly and gently, your head falling down on his shoulder. You were stiff but he knew what to do with that, "Relax," he whispered in your ear before biting on it. Then he put force in it, caressing it firmly in a repeated motion, one of your hands went to his nape and the other to his arm that was playing with your mound, moving against it, you pursed your moans, closed eyes.

But that he won't do. Two of his fingers pressed tightly on your mound, your clit was greatly affected by it that it made you twitch hardly but he just locked his hold on your stomach more while he kept the firm hold on you that offered your heat something so greatly. Still your sounds was muffled.

"Don't keep those sounds."

"B-but....what if, what if someone hears?" you panted while he took off the ribbon swiftly and opened your blouse, pushing the cloth out of the way, revealing your neck and chest bare to him.

"Even better." Yoshida left sloppy and wet kisses on your neck, the hand on your stomach going up to your breast as he continued his ministration on your cunt, you weren't keeping your sounds anymore.

Getting needier by the second, huffs of breaths you let out as you grind yourself against his hand while he was now licking and sucking your neck, feeling your slick pool beneath against the fabrics. Yoshida only grinned, "Look at you, I haven't even actually touched you--let alone your shorts still in the way and I can already feel that you're soaked." He speaks, admiring the marked that he made on you.

"Please," you whimpered. Fuck, he needs to hear that tone again, it made it his cock twitch--and that was saying a lot since his cock was all throbbing and pulsating even when he only was kissing you.

"Hmm? Please what?" He daunts, holding your neck now as if he was choking you, his hand on your cunt slowing down but you're still keeping your pace.

Though you didn't answer, too shameful it was for you to say what you wanted. Teary eyes looking to him. How cute.

Two of his fingers went in a up and down motion, too slowly but so firmly, you feel it against your entrance and clit, his other hand squeezing your throat, "Nothing again, huh? Well, looks like you'll be coming undone with those on." As he covered your mouth with his, he went back to giving what your cunt was begging, but this time more faster and harsher. Even with his torturing, you managed to dance along with his tongue, he found that adorable but he couldn't not win though--so he dominated your mouth by gripping your throat more firmer, catching you and he took that chance to closed on your mouth again, not giving you any way to topple his tongue.

You were close, he feels it from your faltering and hurried movements. He's not so cruel as he gives what you were missing; he pressed his clothed erection to your ass, grinding it while he rubbed your cunt so hardly, gurgled moans you let out, drool making a mess on your faces. With his continued assault on you, it didn't take long to send you coming, bucking your hips harshly, fingers digging down to his nape, "Yoshida," you dragged out weakly, feeling your essence spill.

But he didn't stop though, his pace now turned gentle to ease you from your high, the hand on your throat went down to take off the belt above your stomach, loosening the black top and opened more of the buttons to reveal your bra. His hand sneaking in to feel your breast, "Stop," you barely whispered as a finger circled on your nipple, of course he didn't listen.

"Hmm? Should I ?" He nips at your ear, then he showed his hand that abused your cunt that was still clothed, no less--thin coats of your slick smeared on his fingers, "Look at that." If that already had you squirming, what he did next was just send a wave of another need for more; he hummed as he put his fingers inside his mouth, seeing his tongue roll im between his digits, having to look away at the obscenity but he had other plans. Said fingers went in your mouth, a surprised sound muffled by his slender digits that was dripping with his drool and your slick.

"Dirty little mouse." He whispers as he eyes you take his fingers, the feeling of your mouth sends down the warmth to his aching cock, throbbing at how you were obeying despite the action has you wreathing with shame, groping your breast and pulling your nipple on the while

He was far from being done though. Yoshida unhooked your skirt, that and the belt falls down on the floor, showing your trembling thighs that was glistening with sweat. Still, even when the sight has him wanting to bite and mark your abundant flesh, his cock so tight in his pants, he took his time.

He pulls down on your short along with your panty, your sensitive cunt finally against his hand. "...W-What are you doing?" You pant as he massaged your folds, so smooth it was from how wet you were, breath caught up in your throat as you knew what was coming, "Yoshida-" But he just drove a finger in you, a loud gasp as you tensed up, both of your hands going to his arm that was in you, but his hold was strong. His finger only continue to move, your mouth falling wide, moaning more when he added another finger, bony and deft digits caressing your inside, "Fuck," Yoshida groaned at how you were swallowing up his fingers--ignoring the pain of how your nails was leaving crescent marks on his arm and how his thighs was starting to ache from how he wa supporting your weight, he couldn't give a damn about that and instead made his pace more harsher and with his thumb rubbing your clit, your moans never ending.

With how stimulated your cunt was, it only took a few more for you to come, "Mmngh--Yoshida," you let out, looking up to him as your hips buck up. You really shouldn't have done that for it only made him want more. Too satisfied that you're trembling under his fingers, tears falling with your eyes so desperate for him.

This is where your end led you.

Your white long-sleeved shirt sticking to your back and thick shoulders, soaked with sweat--Yoshida in the same state with his uniform, beads of sweat trickling down all over him. And with him lining his cock underneath your cunt, sliding it between your thighs, synchronized moans as his tip tauntingly slips against your folds, his fingers dug deep on your wide hips, moving you both so as to thrust against each other, skin's making that loud flopping sound around the room. You're on your toes, ass arched back as he rammed his cock between your flesh, his own pre smearing together with your own.

Then the bell rings, almost snapping you out of your daze, a hand finding his at your hips to stop him but he couldn't care less and just continued driving in and out of your thighs, his pelvis hitting your ass so deliciously, he's in a state where it couldn't be broken as he watched your flesh jiggle with every movement, in awe of how doughy your skin was and how he can grip it so tightly and he knows it will only give you pleasure.

You felt all too shameful that you couldn't be more shameless as you felt the thrill run even higher as you hear the sounds of chatter and footsteps grew nearer to where you both are, next to the room where a class is about to begin, where the walls are thin and the sounds you both make can be heard if loud enough. And loud was the echoes of your bodies clapping against each other.

"And you want me to stop, when you're clenching me like this?" Yoshida taunts, hissing at how fucking good it was whenever you tightened on his cock, the fatness of your thighs sucking him in and out like a damn fleshlight--your puffed up mound doubling the pleasure. With a few more thrust, his hips stuttered while clenching underneath you, his cum flying on the floor. His hands wrapped around your stomach as he still rutted his cock onto you, clenching up to savor the burning heat and you're following after, squeezing him down, a hand of yours on his nape again while you cried out and how crude his groans were.

Pulsing against each other, you breathed down together, he's panting on your neck while you're huffing out up to the ceiling as you caress his hair, still high, flinching as his cock was still inside your thighs.

After a seconds, he began leaving kisses on your neck up to your face, before nipping at your ear. "We're not done yet." He spoke, a warning, really. Wanting to feel that warmth that engulfed his cock again but this time in your cunt. You're wordless, gaping and you feel your clit throb again, he feels it as well. Yoshida chuckles, a deep rumble in your ear, vibrating through you, "Excited are we, little mouse?" He teases you by moving his hips slightly, a stuttering whimper from you.

Deciding to drop his teasings because of how pleading you sound, how you squeezed your thighs while you held his hand firmly. He lifted up your left thigh and lined his cock in your entrance. Fucking hell, how was it possible that what he felt earlier was nothing compared to sliding in his cock in your walls? Yoshida gripped your thigh so tight as he drove in further, stretching you, mouth agape, a silent moan out of you. He bottoms out, his tip feeling the heated air only to slide back in immediately, "Fuck," he swore, your tightness could make a man snap and that's exactly what happens.

Not giving you a moment to get use to the stretch, hooking his arm under your thigh, he rams his hips to you at a strong pace, "Hnngh-" strangling your moans as you knew it'd be loud from how he was hitting you, the flopping sound worsening. Yoshida held on your hips to keep you steady while your hands supported your lifted thigh and the other to cover your mouth.

Yoshida didn't prevent you from keeping your sounds anymore, knowing how loud you'd be, knowing as well how greatly he was abusing your overstimulated cunt--though if anything, your muffled sounds that you try to keep so low was fucking lewd, synchronizing with his short puffs of groan. And he swore, all he could see was white when you clenched down on him, bucking his hips to stilled inside you.

"Shit."

"Mmngh-"

He knew he wasn't going to last, not with you clamping down on his cock like that, your wide and jiggly flesh bouncing off him. Yoshida kneads on your hips and tightened his abdomen to ground him just so he could last a few more thrust, not wanting to go out your hot and tight walls just yet. But you tipped off the edge already, biting down on your hand as your released came to you, your walls pressing firmly against his cock and that's what sent him off. With a curse, he swiftly pulls out and his come falls as he pressed his cock on your back. He then lines it to between the cheeks of your ass, grinding through them to milk his cock dry.

You're fucking utterless as he fucked you dumb. Still, even when your cum is on the floor, some of it still falling from your cunt and down your thighs, Yoshida still grinding on your ass, and as he now made you face him to suck your mouth off--you couldn't believe it.

Couldn't wrapped your head around that your silly crush would lead to this; him fucking you senseless as much as he wants to and leading it to something more than just having you wreath within his hold.

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shaisuki · 9 months

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thinking about men who are strong, fearless and unyielding but is truly pathetic when you deny them of release.

they're huffing and puffing. their cheeks dusted in a heavy hue of red. strands of hair sticking in their foreheads. hips arching from the stimulation coming from your pretty hand wrapped around their aching length.

“please—”they moaned out, a sob coming out from their lips and you see the tears gathering at the corner of their eyes. looking at you so wide and blown with lust.

you're on top of them. you're in control and you love every minute of it. seeing your strong and hunk of man turning putty from your touch. deciding to tease them a little— uhhh no. you love the tears and you're wondering what kind of noises they'll make it if—

“nngh—ahhh!” panting at the sensation of their cock being squeezed. the slit in their red and angry tip leaks with pre-cum. they couldn't do anything but moan and pant. beg for your mercy to let them cum. holding the plushness of your waist. they didn't do anything else, only holding you like a lifeline and use them however you please. your big thighs flattening in the sides of their torso.

their rock hard abs is also perfect for you too. ride them until your satisfied. they watched you behind in their teary gaze. in awe at the way their chubby girlfriend rides them. so perfect and so in sync— could anything be this better?

”ahhhh—fuck!” they curses out. your hand moving upsidedown that leaves them moaning and hot. their heartbeat increasing and their breath getting shallow. your thumb pressed in the frenulum of their cock and fuck, fuck, fuck—they're so close. they're so close, their balls tightening and their cock sensitive ready to burst the first of their load at any moment, just a little more— and oh!

the first drops of tears came rolling at the corner of their eyes. their orgasm ruined when you stopped stroking their hardened length when they're so close.

“aww, you poor thing.” cooing at them with your syrupy sweet voice and they couldn't bring themselves to get frustrated at you. it only gets them hard and ready for more. "don't ya worry, i've got you. patience—pretty boy." nodding at you eagerly and hanging from your words coming out from your lips.

they're so fun to tease. always eager to please you. what's more of a sweet reward for your sweet, obedient boy to get their cock buried in your sopping wet, fat pussy and you did. lowering yourself where your glistening hole is spasming, meeting their insanely huge and thick cock.

their eyes rolls to the back of their head and their drool drips at the side of their mouth. tongue almost lolling out when you sink yourself in their length.

"“s too much for you pretty boy?”

and they shake their head. knowing they can take it and finally having the pleasure of your pussy wrapped around their cock and this time may you'll give the sweet release they deserve. maybe or maybe not. who knows?

𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐨 (𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚) 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐥! 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚, 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀, 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀, 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚, 𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐇𝐈, 𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮, 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐮, 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔 (𝐡𝐪), 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐫𝐞𝐨, 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐧, 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐈, 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐫𝐢𝐧, 𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 (𝐛𝐥𝐥𝐤), 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐫𝐚 (𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞), 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈, 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 (𝐣𝐣𝐤), 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 (𝐜𝐬𝐦), 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮, 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 (𝐭𝐫)

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bimbosandbubbles · 10 months

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Warning’s—masturbation,scent kink,breeding kink(vague),cumming desperate Denji,

Pervert Denji! Who’s obsessed with little chubby you! All because you stumbled into him on a silly walk. And omg! He’s never felt anything so soft,so welcoming and warm pressed against his thin lanky frame. The moment you make contact with him,he internally groans at the utter softness you exude. He doesn’t even know you yet and he’s already imagining gripping the excess flesh that surrounds your frame. When he hears your flustered apology,his cock practically stretches the poor fabric of his black slacks.

! “Oh my god,I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” Denji doesn’t know what to focus on. Your pretty lips forming in a shocked worried little O shape or your sweet voice worrying about him. He forces out a response and he’s blushing so hard just from looking at you. Your sweet voice graces him some more as you continually apologize and talk to him. He swears it’s okay,that you could never do anything to harm him. The conversation goes so long that he manages to get your number and he takes that to his full advantage.

Pervert Denji! Who constantly calls you whenever he’s having a bad day or..when he can’t get off just from imagining you anymore. He can just cum from the way you say his name so sleepily and so caring. “I can’t sleep,can you talk to me until I do?” You oblige him happily and instantly purge into rambles and rants. Each word helps each stroke—each urging pulse thats surging through his aching dick. He hums uh huhs or mmms,anything to distract you from the whimpers and groans he’s producing. You always sound so good—so sweet and loving. He can imagine your voice hitching as he’s suckling on your chest or even better drowning between your supple thighs.

Pervert Denji! Who begs you for every single picture of yourself to send to him. From your outfits to not the candid moments he loves it all! Seeing your chubby face adorning smiles or funny expressions just makes his heart warm. But it’s not that innocent,it never is with Denji. Seeing your kind little face makes him crazy. He wants to make you do so many expressions! Like he wants to see his cock shape your mouth back into that pretty little O shape. He wants to make your eyebrows scrunch—twisting in painful ecstasy because his greedy mouth latched onto your poor clit. But his favorite would be your teeth biting on the lower flesh of your lips—muffling all the sweet noises he’s causing!

! He can just hear your pleas now. “N—No ‘ore ‘Enji! s’too much! or “It feels too good! Can’t take it anymore. You’re making me ‘eel so good!” or “S’good Denji,making me feel s’good! Thank you!” All those pretty words leaving your mouth when he has his dick sunken into you. He really wants you to tell him he’s doing a good job!

Pervert Denji! That can’t stop thinking about you so he stalks all your online pages. Insta,TikTok,whatever. It doesn’t matter if you post or not but if you do he’s waiting to be the first to see it. You’re just so so pretty to him! How can he not want to see that beautiful face first? But it’s not only your face that he loves,it’s your body too! You just have so much supple flesh that he wants to grab and grip,kiss and suck,squeeze and pinch—anything as long as he gets to touch your plush form. Although he loves your body as a whole he just can’t get over your stomach and boobs.

! It doesn’t matter if your boobs are small or big! He loves the way the natural weight of them slightly drooping down your chest! Because it points down to your palpable tummy! He loves imagining sucking on your perky nipples—lengthy hand rubbing and gripping the soft skin of your stomach—the perfect combo! He just wants to suck on your perfect tits—lay on you and just take his frustrations or comforts onto you while he’s sucking on your chest,often indulging with the sweet thought of you playing with his hair and telling him affirmations.

Pervert Denji! That gets off on your scent! Especially when you’re sweaty or extremely hot. The natural scent of you is just so..erotic to him. Like some desperate hound who’s chasing a delicious scent Denji will get extra close to you—hugging you with more want when your sweaty,rubbing his nose on whatever he can reach to smell you. He loves that smell because it’s just simply nature—he can only imagine what your sweaty pussy would smell like. Especially if it’s hairy,he wants that sweat smell to carry onto your mound. He just wants you to let him nudge his nose in between your folds and inhale that arousing aroma.

Pervert Denji ! That always finds himself with his thin hand wrapped around the slender base of his cock,pumping up and down to you. “(Reader) ‘anna fuck you! Wanna be in your pretty pussy! Need you ‘o bad!”

! Babbles after babbles always bounce off the walls of his room. He just knows you’d feel so good! He imagines that you sweet cunt will feel so warm and soft and fuck—wet! The poor man that overstimulates his throbbing cock—liquidy and runny cum coating his smart fingers—just cause the thought of you riles him up so easily. He wants to cum in you—over and over again. Wants to see you covered filthy with his seed.

Poor Pervert Denji ! Who just wants to make you his girlfriend! Denji that wants to please you in every single way the word could be used. Denji that can’t control his urges just because he wants you so so so bad.:(

#anime x chubby reader #chubby reader #anime x reader #smut anime #chubby reader smut #masterlist #smut #chainsaw man smut #chainsaw man #plus size reader #denjichainsawman #denji x you #denji x reader #reader insert

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crscntwhite · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ a. hayakawa :: -him having a plus-sized boyfriend- one shot✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ aki hayakawa x plus-sized m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ you feel insecure about your body, but aki is there to give you comfort.

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 912 wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ (internalized) fatphobia, self-deprecating talk, fluff at the end

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ just a quick drabble i thought of yesterday. as a plus-sized transmasc, i had a lot of fun writing this. drabble might be ooc. not proof-read. requests are open.

always read the content warnings before reading. fem!readers dni.

you and aki were preparing to go on a date. you two unanimously decided to go watch a newly released movie and have a semi-nice dinner afterwards, so you wanted to dress appropriately but comfortably.

you chose an alternative-style outfit; a black and baggy long sleeve shirt with punk-rock styled pants with buckles, all accompanied with some black combat boots. you wore a few chains here and there, and you topped it all off with the earrings aki gifted you a few months into your relationship. the idea of the outfit excited you and you couldn't wait to show your wonderful boyfriend, but the second you saw yourself in the mirror, it quickly vanished and was replaced with feelings of disgust. it was not all like you expected.

you struck a few poses to try and look at yourself in different angles to see if it would change at all, but it didn't. you felt like your weight ruined the vibe you were aiming for. you sucked in your stomach, gripped at it. you hated it. you felt ugly. and worst of all, you felt completely unlovable.

"i can't let anyone see me like this..."

you sat down on your bed as tears pricked at your eyes. they started falling down your cheeks as you began to take off each piece of clothing, starting with your shoes. you sobbed quietly so aki couldn't hear. you would feel totally embarrassed if he saw you like this. as soon as you were about to strip your shirt off, there was a knock and a voice behind your bedroom door.

"(y/n)? love? are you okay? you've been in there for a long while, we're gonna be late for the movie. don't tell me you're debating on an outfit again." his tone was playful. your breath hitched and you tried to not make any noise by holding your breath. but the lack of response signaled to aki that something was actually wrong. he opened the door and saw your face red and with tear stains.

his playful attitude died as he dropped his bag and quickly approached you. he knelt down to your eye level. you couldn't look at him though. your eyes were glued to the floor. "oh darling, what's wrong? why are you crying?" aki was very soft for you, and for you only. he gently wiped away your tears with one hand and and held your hand with his other. he looked at you with worried eyes. "i- i don't know... if i want to do anything tonight... i-i'm sorry," you hiccupped. another tear fell as you slightly turned your head away. you felt ashamed. aki wiped away that one, too.

"what makes you say that?" he questioned. "did something happen?" you didn't give a verbal response, only uneven breathing. "(y/n), please talk to me... what happened?" he rubbed his thumb along your knuckles in attempt to make you more relaxed. "i just... i just feel so ugly. i look disgusting. i'm so fat, being fat is just unattractive, everyone knows that. nobody wants to be with a fat person, i just..." you trailed off and starting sobbing again. aki removed his hands from you and switched to having his arms around you. he pulled you into an embrace and hugged you tightly. he held you like that and he let you cry. he understood that you just needed to let it out before he could speak to you and rebuttal against your words.

when your body naturally calmed down, aki released himself from you and looked at you in the eyes. you still couldn't look at him. he cupped his hands around your face. "hey. love, can you please look at me?" aki whispered. you defeatedly locked eyes with his. he hated seeing your pretty eyes look anything but happy. "(y/n), i know you think you look ugly or that nobody loves you, and you should really not think like that. but i have to disagree with you. you're absolutely stunning. you're so handsome, and i love you so so much. i don't care about your weight, if anything it makes you look even more beautiful. i love you for who you are, fat or not. i'm so lucky that you're my wonderful boyfriend. i want to be with you for the rest of my life. i love you, okay?"

aki's voice was soothing, as well as his words. you sniffled and mouthed out a 'thank you' as you slightly smiled. "there's that smile i love," aki slightly teased. you chuckled out of embarrassment and replied with a drawn out 'stop.' "are you feeling any better? we still don't have to go out if you don't want to, but i really do want to spend some time together." aki kept his warm hands on your face. "yea, i feel a little better now. we can still go."

you looked at him again, this time the redness in your eyes are gone. aki couldn't help himself but lean in and give you a loving kiss on your lips. you were caught a little off guard at first, but you melted into it fairly quickly. he rubbed his thumb on your cheek. when he moved back after a few seconds, he took his hands off you and lifted you up off your bed with a hug. that you were shocked by.

"c'mon, get your shoes back on, we're gonna be late!"

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yoonavii · 10 months

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If you see this, please respond/interact on this post. I want to see if my tags are finally working😭🙏🏾

Edit: yayyyy it’s working! Now that it is, my requests are open! Feel free to send something in. :)

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m0rgu3wif3 · 1 year

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welcome to my blog !! so happy you stopped by 🧡💛🖤

First things first: THIS IS A DARK FIC BLOG. STRICTLY 18+ ONLY. IF YOU INTERACT WITH ME OR MY WORK AND YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO OR ARE UNDER 18 YOU ARE BLOCKED. THERE WILL BE TOPICS THAT SOME MAY FIND UNDESIRABLE AND THAT IS 100% OKAY. PLEASE LEAVE IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THE FOLLOWING

• pseudo and blood incest

• yandere themes

• violence

• vomit

• blood/gore

• taboo kinks

• age gaps

• noncon

• monsterfucking

• pregnancy/breeding

and anything else along those lines that I'm probably forgetting

okay! now that that's established: hi hi! my name is kyroh! I'm 21, black asf ok, and here we really only aim for the melinated audience but anyone can read. Oh and I mostly write for plus size femmes too. I love fanfic sooo much it's a little shameful but whateva. Been reading and writing it since....2014/15 probably. But I haven't actually posted them before sooo I'm starting now! I really wanna reconnect with that creative side of me and find community while doing so :)

Because this is a dark blog I will disclaim: ANY AND ALL HARASSMENT OR HATE WILL BE DEALT WITH SWIFTLY.

There are things that I will NOT write about and this includes:

•loli/shota

•underage/minor characters

•scat

•beastiality

•racism

•ed/self harm

•suicide

• x male!reader (so sorry yall, I might do gn!reader but that's pushing it)

requests status will be in my bio <3 please remember to be patient alright I'm a silly bimbo ok

#anime x black!reader #x black reader #jjk x reader #chainsaw man x reader #fanfic blog #tw dark content #dark content #bnha x reader #yandere x reader #creepypasta x reader #fnaf x reader #smut blog #cod x reader #plus size reader #chubby!reader #x chubby reader #anime x reader #x reader

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daisies-daydreams · 6 months

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i am so obsessed with your fanfics.. must.. request another one..

halloween is coming up, what about plus size reader x hobie decided to match costumes for halloween, they go on a date, pumpkin patch, haunted mazes and then they go back home and uh.. you know what i mean. (smut..) 😳

Sucker (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized!Reader

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut (18+) Warnings: PDA, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Lost Child Situation, Swearing, Pet Names, Nipple Play, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), P in V Sex (You know the drill), Vaginal Fingering, Hand holding during sex Word Count: 4k+ (sorry it's so long, it got away from me)

A/N: Hello again! Thank you very much for your sweet request, I had so much fun writing this one! (Kudos to those who get the video game reference at the beginning 😉). I hope you enjoy and Happy Halloween! 🦇 MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

“Welcome to the Maze of Malevolence my fellow vampires!” the man at the gate bellowed as he outstretched his arms. You flashed him a small smile, your fake fangs glistening beneath the flickering light of the plastic torches.

“Evenin’ Stevie,” your boyfriend, Hobie, drawled. He was wearing a costume similar to yours, albeit adorned with a few more spikes. The man in front of you gave a polite bow as he motioned towards the maze.

“‘Tis twelve pounds sterling each of you wish to enter…” Stevie glanced around before turning back to the two of you. “Just pretend to hand me money,” he whispered loud enough for you to hear. You giggled as Hobie reached into his pocket and curled his hand. Stevie slipped his hand underneath and slid it into his pocket.

“Any chance you could let me know where the golden pumpkin is?” you whispered. You heard from a friend that if a person found the golden pumpkin, they’d get any prize of their choice. Stevie’s lips fell into a straight line as he crossed his arms and raised a brow.

“Alright,” you sighed as you held up your hands. The worker nodded before he dramatically stepped back and billowed his cape.

“Beware you poor unfortunate souls!” he called.

“We’ll take our chances,” Hobie gave Stevie a cheeky grin as he squeezed your hand. Your smile faltered as your boyfriend led you to the entrance. The maze was adorned with towering shrubs covered in red lights, stringy cobwebs, and various plastic bones. You gasped when you heard something scrape nearby, immediately clinging to Hobie’s arm.

“It’s just a leaf, love,” he chuckled. You opened your eyes to see a large oak leaf tumble across the lawn behind you. You laughed nervously.

“I-I knew that,” you coughed into your hand as you stepped back. Hobie raised a brow and hummed a “mhm”.

“C’mon love, let’s go get your pumpkin,” Hobie said. You glanced down the dark passageway, the sound of a few, guttural groans sending shivers down your spine.

“R-Right,” you replied as you clenched your fist in determination. The two of you walked side by side towards a giant gaping maw with red, glowing eyes. You screeched and ducked your head into his neck when a giant clown wielding a chainsaw suddenly popped out and screamed. Hobie stood as still as a statue, his other hand slotted in his pocket. The clown quickly retreated back into the shadows as soon as you peeked up.

“Y’okay?” your boyfriend asked as he rubbed your back. You frowned.

“Seriously, how do you not even flinch?!” you gaped.

“Just immune to it,” he shrugged nonchalantly. The rest of the maze consisted of you screaming and almost jumping into Hobie’s arms with each creature and peril you came across, from nurse zombies to rabid mummies. Your face lost some color by the time the two of you finally strolled out of the exit. You were trembling and clutching to Hobie’s arm as the two of you stopped near a picnic table.

“Well, we made it,” Hobie sniffed as he wore an unamused expression. You nodded with a blank stare.

“Y-Yeah,” you squeaked. Hobie grinned and pulled you to his side.

“We could’ve turned around,” he said as he rubbed up and down your arm. You violently shook your head as you dug around in your pocket.

“No way! I was dead set on finding this,” you replied as you tugged at your pocket. You beamed as you triumphantly held out the shiny object. You flushed when you saw Hobie smirk. “What?” you asked with furrowed brows. The tall man leaned down and pecked your forehead.

“You’re adorable, y’know that?” he murmured. Your eyes widened as you bit your lip.

“You mean it?” you asked as you clutched the pumpkin. Hobie nodded.

“‘Course I do,” he winked. Your throat tightened when he splayed a hand over your hip and leaned down. “When we get back to the cabin, I’ll show you exactly how much I mean it,” he husked before nibbling on the shell of your ear. You squeaked when he patted your bum.

“Let’s go get your prize now, yeah?” he hummed. You blinked as you strolled beside him, dismissing the spark of arousal that flitted through your core. You smiled as you strolled up to the booth, already scanning the shelves for your prize.

“You’ve got quite the eye, my dear,” an older man beamed. You grinned as you handed him the golden pumpkin. Hobie kept his hand wrapped around yours, his gaze soft and half-lidded as you scanned the shelves.

“Could I have the black cat plush please?” you eventually asked.

“Sure thing,” the man smiled with a twinkle in his eye. He turned and pulled the cute, dark plush from the middle shelf before handing it over to you. Your heart lit up as you clutched it to your chest.

“Thank you!” you said.

“You’re welcome. Have a lovely night you two!” the man waved. You waved back before turning around. Several kids rushed around the farm, their parents chasing after them with their prizes and goodies in their arms.

“Want to do anythin’ else before we head back?” Hobie asked. You bit the inside of your cheek as you glanced at the wooden signs in the middle of the opening.

“How about…a hayride through the pumpkin patch?” you asked. Hobie grunted.

“Sounds good. Maybe I could get some gold paint from the crafts booth so we could get another prize,” he murmured with a cheeky grin.

“Hobie!” you chastised. He chuckled.

“Just a thought,” your boyfriend winked. A gust of wind made your cape flutter as the two of you made your way over to the tractor. The sun dipped below the treeline as Hobie and you climbed onto the very end, the rest of the trailer packed with other passengers clad in their costumes. You and Hobie shared a warm glance, your fangs just poking out past your upper lips. The tractor started with a sudden lurch before slowly trudging along the dirt path. You sighed and rested your head on Hobie’s shoulder, your eyes admiring the warm colors around you.

The air had cooled significantly as the golden sunrays began to dissipate. You loved autumn in the countryside-it was always nice to get away from the cold, harsh personality of the city and be embraced with the natural beauty filled with crimson and ochre.

You looked over when Hobie placed his hand over your thigh and squeezed it gently.

“Penny for your thoughts?” he murmured. You hummed.

“Just thinking about how happy I am being here with you,” you confessed. Hobie hummed and rested his head on yours.

“Happy to be here with you, too,” Hobie said. You smiled as you squeezed your cat plush to your chest. You slipped away before gazing into his chocolate brown eyes.

“I love you, Hobie,” you said softly. His eyes widened a little as his Adam’s apple bobbed.

“Love you, too, sweet pea,” he murmured before pecking your lips. The tractor rumbled along the path as you closed your eyes, soaking in the warmth of your lover’s mouth against yours. You smiled and placed your hand over his as the two of you briefly parted before kissing again. You sighed as your boyfriend brushed some hair from your round face before smoothing his thumb over your cheek, his tongue brushing over the tip of yours.

“Mommy, why are they kissing so much?” a young toddler asked across from you. The mother hastily explained that the two of you were “married”. The thought made your heart skip a beat and your hand clench over his. You blushed and dipped your head into the crook of Hobie’s neck. Your boyfriend chuckled as he rubbed your back.

“Guess we got a little carried away,” he snickered. You slowly pulled your head back and straightened your posture. You chose to simply hold Hobie’s hand the rest of the time as you slowly made your way across the pumpkin patch. The light of the full moon made Hobie’s eyes glow and facial piercings shimmer. You pecked his cheek and rested your head on his shoulder again.

“My mum was asking about us again,” you said. Hobie grunted as he brushed his calloused thumb over your knuckles.

“Yeah? What about us?” he asked, his puffy wicks brushing over your neck. You bit the inside of your cheek.

“About if she's getting a grandbaby soon,” you said. His breath audibly hitched as his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. You giggled. “Or I could just be joshin' you,” you winked. Hobie's eyelids drooped as he bit the inside of his cheek.

"Mhm," he clicked his tongue. Before you could reply, the tractor came to a subtle stop. You beamed as Hobie took your hand and led you down the trailer. You brushed off several loose pieces of hay from your dark slacks and cape. You perked your head up when you heard someone sniffle nearby. Hobie turned his head over, a small boy in a lion costume curling his fists over his eyes as tears streamed down his red cheeks. Your boyfriend frowned as he looked back at you.

"I know," you said. He smiled softly as he walked over to the young boy with you. Hobie crouched down to meet his eye level.

“What’s goin’ on, big man?” he asked. The boy let his hands drop from his face as he pouted.

“I-I can’t find my mama,” the child hiccupped. You placed a hand over your chest. Hobie nodded along to the boy’s words.

“What was the last place you were with your mama?” he asked with a calm voice. The boy glanced around before his eyes settled near the haunted maze and pointed at the attraction. “The maze?” Hobie questioned. The boy nodded. You stood nearby and clutched your cat plushie.

“Right. What’s your name, big man?” your boyfriend asked.

“A-Andrew,” the child sniffed. Hobie gave a gentle smile as his eyes softened.

“It’ll be okay, Andrew. Why don’t we go talk to the nice lady behind the stand up front and see if she can help you?” he asked. Andrew gave a fearful look as he backed away.

“B-But you’re a stranger. Mama doesn’t want me to talk to strangers,” the young boy frowned. Hobie pursed his lips. You looked down at the feline in your arms before stepping forward. Andrew gazed at you before locking eyes with the stuffed animal.

“Hi, Andrew. My name’s (Y/N),” you smiled as you crouched down next to Hobie. Andrew wrung his hands together as he shyly looked at the squishy plush. You gave him a reassuring grin as you held out the cat. “My friend Benny here’s feeling a little lost. Do you think you could help me find someone who can help him find his way back to his papa?” you asked. Andrew's eyes lit up as he slowly nodded.

“Great! Now, where do you think we should go?” you asked. Andrew knitted his brows together as he spun around, his bright blue eyes scanning the fairgrounds before he pointed over to the front booth. “Over there?” you asked.

“Uh-huh,” Andrew said with a nod. You smiled as you slowly rose to your feet, Hobie following suit.

“Awesome,” you paused and brought “Benny” up to your ear. “What’s that? You’d feel better if Andrew held you on the way there?” you asked aloud. The boy's eyes lit up, the face paint that ran down his face now starting to dry. You gently held out the stuffed animal to the young boy. “Is that okay with you, Andrew?” you questioned. He simply snatched the cat from your arms and held it close to his tiny chest.

You and Hobie exchanged warm glances before guiding the child to the stand. You asked Andrew questions about his mother as the three of you approached the front booth. A blonde woman with similar eyes gasped when she laid eyes on the young boy.

“Andy!” she cried as she rushed forward and scooped her son into her arms. The attendant at the booth gave a sigh of relief as the mother and son embraced.

“Mama look!” he beamed as he held out the squishy cat. His mother had tears in her eyes as she sniffed.

“That’s great, sweetie. Oh, I’m so glad you’re safe,” the woman said as she refused to loosen her grip on her child. She glanced up after a few seconds, Andrew following her line of sight.

“These people helped me, Mama!” he said with a toothy grin. His mother took a few steps forward.

“Thank you both. I was about to burst into tears right before you came,” she said.

“It’s our pleasure, ma’am,” Hobie replied with a grin. She returned his smile as Andrew held out the cat. You held your hands up.

“You can keep him,” you said. Andrew frowned.

“Are you sure?” he asked shyly. You smiled and nodded.

“I’m sure-you see, Benny was only lost because he was looking for his new friend,” you explained. Andrew's eyes widened before he hugged the plushie close to his heart. The mother thanked you again before stepping away. You didn’t notice Hobie’s arm around you, his eyes soft and lips drawn in a gentle smile.

“You’re an incredible person, (Y/N),” he breathed. The tips of your ears burned as you smiled sheepishly.

“Oh, Hobie,” you flushed. Hobie kissed the corner of your mouth.

“I mean it-how’d a bloke like me end up with someone as wonderful as you?” he questioned. You frowned as you rested a hand over his.

��Hey, you’re amazing, too. You were the first one to reach out to the poor guy,” you said. Hobie’s eyes glistened as he tilted your head. You melted when he pressed his lips to yours, his arm pulling your body flush against his. You rested your hands on his chest as he held you close, his warm body rubbing against yours. Both of you parted and gasped for air. Hobie’s chest rose and fell before he leaned forward.

“Why don’t we head on back, yeah?” he husked into your ear.

•••

The two of you returned to the rented cabin a little while later. You sighed as you walked into the living room fresh from the shower, a fluffy robe wrapped around your body. You stopped in your tracks when you saw Hobie lying down on a pile of blankets and pillows, a towel slung loosely around his sharp hips. The fireplace behind him flickered with yellow and orange, illuminating his wiry frame as he gazed at you with half-lidded eyes.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to make good on my promise from earlier,” he murmured as he spread his hand over the blanket beneath him. You bit your lip and squeezed your plush thighs together. Each step towards him sent shivers down your spine, your heart thrumming beneath your sternum as you stood above him.

You released a shaky breath as you untied your robe and let it roll off of your shoulders. Hobie licked his lips as he locked eyes on your exposed sex, a low sound of carnal desire rumbling through his chest. His hands came up to smooth over your waist as you crawled on top of him, your thighs and belly jiggling as you adjusted yourself above him.

“Please, Hobie,” you purred as you rested your plump breasts over his chest. Your eyes widened when you felt his erection suddenly slap against your wet sex, his towel splayed across the small nest. His tip glistened with thick drops of precum as his veiny cock twitched beneath your warm, trembling body.

“I got you,” he husked into your ear. You squeaked when he grabbed your love handles and squeezed them tenderly. A small gasp left your lips as he slowly guided you onto your back, the soft blankets below caressing your curvy body as you rested your head on a large pillow. Hobie parted his lips as he slid his hands to your breasts. “So beautiful,” he murmured.

Your heart fluttered as he kneaded your tits in his palms, his lips finding yours as if on instinct. You sighed into his mouth, bliss filling you from head to toe with each gentle squeeze of his hands and brush of his soft lips. You squealed as he took your nipples between his fingers and thumbs, rubbing them gently as he slid his tongue inside your wet mouth.

You curled your hands over his upper back as he massaged your smooth muscle with his own, his deft fingers teasing your hardening buds with every stroke. You gasped for air once he parted before he dove back in, his kisses growing more hungry and eager as his cock throbbed and leaked above your lower tummy.

“Been thinkin' about fuckin' your perfect pussy all day,” he whispered lowly before he began to kiss along your jaw. Your pussy pulsed as he gently pinched and twisted your nipples, his lips trailing down to rest over your thrumming pulse. You moaned as he wrapped his lips over your neck and suckled gingerly, his fingers teasing your buds all the while.

You rubbed over his sharp shoulder blades as he adorned your neck with hickeys, each one larger than the last. He pecked over your freshest blot before slowly trailing his kisses further down. You gasped when he replaced his fingers with his lips as he puckered them around your supple nipple.

“Ahh, Hobie,” you keened as you scrunch your fingers between his wicks. Your lover rolled his tongue over your areola, playing and flicking around your sensitive flesh with a low groan.

You panted as you felt him press his leg against your dripping sex, sparks flying through your core as you slowly rubbed your hips up and down. Hobie sighed as he nibbled on your bud before releasing it with a wet "pop". The fire nearby swelled just like the heat inside your core as your love started to kiss down your rolls and puffy tummy. Your eyes widened when he locked eyes with you as he dipped his head down, his lips pecking over your mound. Your thighs twitched as he soon lapped over your bundle of nerves, his fingers smoothing down your torso before spreading your legs apart.

“Mmm,” you whined as he swiped his tongue across your clit, his spit coating your puffy bud before he kissed tenderly. A high-pitched mewl escaped from your lips as he spread your ring of muscle open with one of his long fingers. You exhaled sharply as he curled his finger just inside your entrance before slowly pumping his digit inside your gummy walls.

“Sh-Shit Hobie,” you moaned as he flattened his tongue over your clit, your pussy softly squelching each time he thrusted his digit inside. He groaned against your folds as you gripped his hair, your cunt fluttering around his thick digit. You shuddered as he slid a second finger inside and spread your hole open a little wider.

“Look so pretty like this, soakin’ my face with your sweet juices,” Hobie’s lips danced above your sex before he pushed his face back down. You arched your back as he licked a bold stripe from where his fingers were stuffing your tight hole all the way up to your engorged, aching clit. He continued to paint long strokes up and down your slit as he plunged his fingers deep inside your warm cavern.

“H-Hobie, ‘m gonna cum,” you gasped as your walls tightened around his digits. Your eyes rolled back when you heard him audibly slurp, his lips curling over your pearl.

You cried out as you threw your head to the side, your hips rutting against his face as he eagerly drank your sweet nectar. Hobie kept the pads of his fingers pushed against your g-spot as he lapped up the juices that spilled past the tight seam of your entrance. You babbled his name as you floated down from your high, your head spinning and body tingling with bliss. Hobie licked his lips, the arousal on his chin glistening beneath the flickering flames nearby. You caught your breath as he rubbed his palm over the blanket of stretch marks on your plush, inner thigh.

“Think you’re up for more?” Hobie asked. You nodded violently, drawing a chuckle from your love. You bit your lip as Hobie hovered above you, his tall frame enveloping yours as he lined his cock to your entrance. Hobie smeared your slick over his mushroom-like tip before he slowly stretched your hole open. You keened and wrapped your ankles around the back of his thighs as you felt his blunt head deliciously spread you open.

Both of you moaned as he gently sank inside you, his dick gliding between your plush walls as you greedily sucked him in. Hobie puffed a breath of hot air against your neck as he sheathed his whole cock deep inside your aching cunt.

“Feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby,” he sucked in a sharp breath as your soft pussy flexed around his shaft. You tried to steady your breathing as the feeling of fullness overwhelmed your senses. Hobie kissed your neck as he slowly pulled his hips back. You mewled softly as you felt the steady push and pull of his cock, each drag sending ripples of ecstasy down your spine.

“My sweet girl,” he grunted as he gently wrapped his fingers around yours and squeezed. You squealed as he kissed you, the heady taste of your arousal falling across your tongue as he fucked you with slow, steady thrusts. Hobie briefly parted before he crashed his lips against yours once more. His moans were just as hungry as his kiss, his cock pulsing as he rocked a little faster.

Your thighs jiggled each time his hips met yours, his fingers squeezing your hands with such tenderness you could melt in his grasp.

“Yes,” you keened as the fat tip of his cock rubbed against your spongy, sensitive g-spot. Hobie kept his hips at the exact angle as he pounded against the spot that turned your legs to jelly. Your round asscheeks clapped as he rocked his hips a little faster, his lower torso brushing over your puffy clit.

“So good, baby. So fuckin’ good,” Hobie growled as he bared his teeth against your pulse. Your chest swelled at his praise as you moaned. Hobie nipped at one of your hickeys before he rolled his hips just the way you liked. “C’mon sweet girl-cum around this cock you love so much,” he groaned as he pistoned his cock against your cervix.

“H-Hobie!” you cried out his name with a breathy moan as your walls clamped down on his shaft. He hissed between gritted teeth as your pussy gripped his length, your walls pulsing incessantly as his breath stuttered. You squeeze your eyes shut as your legs shook around his waist, your body trembling with euphoria. Your eyes widened as Hobie continued to thrust inside you, his movements stuttering as he heaved.

“Love you so much, baby. Love-“ he choked as he shoved his dick against your cervix. You melted beneath him as you felt the long, heavy ropes of his cum paint your walls. Your nails dug into his upper back as he shallowly thrusted a few more times, your pussy squelching with your slick and his spend. Hobie eventually relaxed before he draped his naked form over yours. Your chests rose and fell together as you shared a soft kiss.

“Thank you, baby-you're so good t'me,” Hobie whispered. You smiled as he rested his forehead against yours.

“You’re good to me too, Hobie. I-I love you,” you whispered with a shaky breath. His eyes lit up as he pecked your forehead.

“I love you, too, (Y/N),” he smiled. You sighed happily as he played with your hair, the fire crackling beside the two of you as you soon drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

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