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|| The Unexpected

Yandere Ushijima! x Chubby f!reader

Warnings : Obsessed Toshi, jealousy, forced sexual contact, forced orgasms, slightly OOC Ushijima, both reader and Ushijima are 18 y/o, (this is a forced lemon, please proceed with caution). Minors, please don’t interact.

"You act as if you do not recognize my feelings for you—I am in love with you, and graduation is almost here, meaning you'd be gone in a bit. However, I could not let that happen, letting you out of my grasp. You are mine, ____, I am here to claim you.”

Requested by; Anonymous

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"Ohhhh yeah! Graduation is nearly here, only a couple of days away!"

You were so excited, walking the halls of Shiratorizawa with your friend, also a volleyball player of the team. Shirabu, who was just as excited as you were, even if his calm demeanor didn't really express it, his smile said it all. You were nearly a straight A student, and having the opportunity to walk across that stage made you all the more excited, nearly cheering as you walked. "Yeah! I can't believe how fast these years went by. I also can't believe we won't be seeing each other, as much."

It was an understatement to say that you would be seeing them, as much as you do now, considering you're going out into adulthood to start your own lives. It bummed you out a little, in all honesty, but a quick smile pulled to your lips as you pat Shirabu on his back twice, for he was looking down a little saddened. You two always hang out so you could understand how he felt. "Don't worry, Shirabu! I'll make sure to keep in contact, with you and the others. I'll make sure to text you, at least fifty times a day!"

He could only smile, your bright personality always seeming to calm his nerves. A nod of his head showed that he was taking you seriously, knowing that you'd literally text him fifty times a day. Possibly even more, if you've got the time to do so. If you could add one more year to your high school education with him, you would honestly, if that meant you could still see him everyday but it is what it is.

You couldn't be in school forever, but you're really ready for college, having already made your choice. Since you were the manager of Shiratorizawa and a third year, this year was your last so you had a choice, and your choice was to attend a college. You didn't know where everyone on the team was going or what they've planned on doing after graduation, but you knew some like Ushijima would be staying in volleyball.

You honestly didn't know what Shirabu was planning on doing, so you looked at him, raising an eyebrow which made him turn to you with a confused expression and a hum of question. You weren't insulting him though, just really curious. "What are you doing after graduation, Shirabu? I don't think you've told me, honestly."

He looked at you for a moment, as if he was thinking just before his eyes went to the floor whilst answering your question. "Well, at first I didn't know, but I think I still want to play volleyball. I don't know what college I'll be going to though, but hopefully one with the best volleyball teams. A powerhouse team, just like our Shiratorizawa team was. It'd be awesome, if you could still be my college teams manager, though."

You lit up at the idea, but you had no clue as to which college he wanted to attend. It'd be awesome if you could be his manager, but it'd be different if the entire team was different, meaning you would have to meet an entire bunch of new people. Yes, you had to do that with Shiratorizawa, but they were more welcoming and open to you, which easily formed a bond with them.

If you tried being a manager with a college team, they may not be as nice, but it's just a thought. Plus, that's the same thought you had when you first became the manager of Shiratorizawa, thinking they wouldn't like you but honestly, they freaking loved you. None of them would shut up about you having to leave, well Ushijima didn't really seem to care, honestly. It bothered you a bit, however, you weren't going to tell him though.

You scratched that thought, returning your gaze to the bowl cut male, beside you. You realized you didn't reply to him, smiling to shake off your thought of Ushijima. Shirabu was really your bestfriend, so if he would miss you, then you were okay with everything else for now. Plus, you knew that everyone on the team was busying themselves with getting ready to leave the academy, so you didn't complain too much about it.

"Well Shirabu, we'll just have to see which college we'll be going to. I wouldn't mind being your manager, so I'll think about it! But, let's hurry, I know the team is waiting!"

"Yeah, right!" You two were on the way to the gym, as your team was doing one more team practice game, just before you were released into the real World. You of course wouldn't participate in the practice game, more like just cheer them on and enjoy your last game together, before your leaving.

Your grumpy old coach let you decide this, considering that when it came to you, he wasn't as explosive as he was with the guys. Everyone just all around adored you, as your calm demeanor and personality tended to sooth the tension between anyone, which they loved. It didn't matter how bad games gotten, even if that never really happened, you were always the one to say something to keep them going. You were the kind of manager to never lose hope on your team, no matter how many points you were behind, you'd always have something to say that would boost their confidence, bringing home the win.

It wasn't long before you two made it to the gym, the sound of shoes screeching on the floor sounding throughout the gym, and flowing into the hallway. You were so excited to see your team, since you didn't get to see them the other few days, as you were setting up the graduation ceremony. Some of it, at least. Your face lit of with a smile that was nearly brighter than the sun, seeing as your entire team turned to you with a smile, running at you which made you flinch a bit as they called out your name whilst charging at you. They looked so big, coming towards you...

"____!!!!"

All of them was running at you with open arms, causing you and Shirabu to freeze, your lips twitching thinking that you were about to get tackled to the ground. Well, they stopped once you all heard it. Heard him... you'd rather say...

"Hey! Sit your lazy asses down, and let ____ in the gym! For crying out loud, she just got here, give her some damn space!"

"Sorry Coach!"

You should've known your coach was going to say something, but it relived you that he did, considering your size compared to your teammates. They still proceeded to approach you, but more calmly this time, big smiles etched across their faces as you hugged all of them, one by one. Still though, Ushijima was the only one who didn't approach you, but you weren't really focused on that right now, just so you could catch up with your friends right here. You lastly hugged the little Goshiki, he always managed to brighten your day, and you really hoped he'd become the new Ace, of the team. He was that good, to you.

"Do you really have to go, ____?! I'm gonna miss you so much!"

"Okay Goshiki..."

You chuckled a bit, trying to calm him as he layed his head on your shoulder, both his arms around you which instinctively made your arms wrap around him, in return. You found him so cute, and his personality even cuter, considering that he always tried impressing you when he's playing, on the floor agaisnt other teams. You'd cheer for him, of course, but that didn't mean you didn't cheer for your other teammates.

He was so dramatic, with you, resting his head on your shoulder as he cried, real or fake you didn't know. You just chuckled, stroking his dark hair as his sobs only seemed to get louder, but you distracted yourself as you looked to another one of your teammates. His brownish orange hair catching your attention, you releasing the hold on Goshiki to hug Taichi as well.

"I'll be sure to visit you all, once I get settled into my college. Since I've already been accepted, y'know."

"Yeah totally, just make sure I'm the first one you visit."

"Nu uh, she's gonna visit me first!"

You could only smile as they tried debating on who'd you get to see first, who you honestly couldn't choose. However though, you always had an idea, one that you suggested to them almost immediately, smiling it out as you said it.

"Guys, how about my first week in college, we all get together and do something?! Or before the graduation ceremony, we could probably do a little get together, before we officially leave the academy?" They seemed to love the idea, all smiles appearing on each one of their faces, but one and that's Ushijima who decided to join the group, without you even noticing. He was quiet too, but he was listening in on everything you were saying with the team, and he wasn't really enjoying what he was hearing.

Low groans were coming from him, groans of disappointment and disapproval, but of course no one could hear them. His eyes were glazed over with slight anger, narrowed as he eyed you down, listening closely on what you were saying. He could feel the anger in his chest boiling, tightly straining the muscles in his arms, containing him from striking blows at something.

He didn't want anyone else hanging around you, but him and only him, that's why he was more quiet than usual. But once you glanced at him, you smiled and walked up to the taller male, his eyes softening as he looked down at your shorter figure, your arms extending to offer the male a hug. He doesn't give hugs, but to everyone and your surprise, he engulfed you in his arms, a genuine hug as he placed both hands on your back.

Considering the height difference, Ushijima had to bend down a bit, just to get a full embrace on your body. You melted into the hug though, but as it concluded, everyone was silent, more out of shock and surprise. For some reason however, the hug felt different... like something that you've never experienced before, but it was a good feeling. A feeling that you kind of didn't want to get rid of, a slight tint of pink ghosting over your cheeks, faintly.

His scent was causing your hold on his body to tighten, as he smelled of a bit of sweat and faint cologne, from an earlier time. You didn't want to seem weird or anything, so you tried releasing the embrace, but Ushijima wouldn't let go. Not yet, at least. You could hear the teasing words of your friends around you, and the gasps of some who were befuddled with the whole ordeal.

"Woooow, Ushiwaka! I never expected to see the day, you went soft for some girl." The red haired middle blocker, Satori Tendou, commented as his lanky body dramatically moved to insinuate his words. Your face was flushed blood red, by now, thinking the thumping of your heart could be felt on Ushijima's chest. He was so close as he held you flush agaisnt his body, which didn't sooth your nerves at all.

He did however loosen his hold on you and let you go, once he heard the voice of his bestfriend. You stood off to the side, patting the side of your thighs as your eyes trailed to your legs masked with black tights, then trailed to your feet to try and relieve the fast beats of your pulse, that was beating quickly with embarrassment. Ushijima stared at Tendou without a concern in the World, as what he just did to you was on purpose. He wanted everyone to see him do that, wanting everyone to know just who exactly you'd be giving your last and only hugs to. He wasn't going to speak on that though, only staring at Tendou with that usual bored look of his.

"____, isn't just some girl, Tendou."

His bland and short answer was to be expected, but it still made your heart pound agaisnt your ribcage. He was always this way so you were used to it, though everyone began to clear out as the two spoke, but with you still off to the side. You couldn't believe your friends, including Shirabu, left you in the middle of this conversation.

"You're right, she's a special girl. A really special girl, that I know you're soft for."

You didn't know if Ushijima was getting upset or not, but you began to slightly panick as Tendou proceeded to talk. There was absolutely nothing wrong with Ushijima being soft for you, but you didn't want him to get upset with that, as you don't really think that you're Ushijima's type. As bold as he is, he was possibly about to crush your self esteem, anyway. Standing between the two, you chuckled to try and brush off the conversation, averting your gaze between the two males. It's not like you were disappointed in Ushijima not liking you or whatever, you just didn't want to hear those kinds of words coming from his mouth. If you didn't know any better, you would probably say that Tendou is doing this on purpose, honestly.

"Hey guys, how about we just-"

"No, he is correct, ____," Ushijima looked down at you, his words penetrating your chest and causing a gasp to escape your parted lips, "You are indeed, a very special girl, to me."

"And it's unlike the great Ushiwaka to confess, something like this, wouldn't you agree too, ____?"

Honestly, you would and you did agree with that. Never have you ever heard him say something like this and hearing him say this to you, made it all the more unbelievable. It made you smile though, knowing that Ushijima did in fact care, to some extent which you didn't know how much but it was a good start. It may have started too late though, considering you're graduating in a few days. "I guess you're right, Tendou. Didn't think you'd be saying anything like that, about me, y'know."

Ushijima's deadpan facial expression was still unreadable, as he was looking down at you, but you weren't complaining about what he said. It was kinda nice actually, and you really appreciated what he said, since you thought that he didn't necessarily care for you? In the beginning. He's just so put together and private that you didn't know anything, so it was reasonable as to why you'd think that. He rarely even conversates with you anyway, so that's another reason you didn't think he was really interested in talking to you, or whatnot.

Whenever you two do talk though, he's always replying with the shortest statements, sending awkward tension between you two. At least you found those moments awkward, as you would always try engaging in a conversation with him, whenever you had a chance, but it gets shut down quickly. You were still his manager for now, though, but in your mind you would hope he considers you as his friend, as well. There was no telling what was going on in that mind of his, as he never exactly expressed himself, not to you at least. That's just who he is and you don't judge him for that, having accepted that when you first were introduced.

"Expect the unexpected, ____."

That was the last thing Ushijima said, just before he turned tails to proceed with team practice. You watched him walk away, gulping a bit as it nerved you for some reason, because you honestly wish he would sit down and converse with you sometimes like your other friends, on the team.

You weren't going to force him though, especially since you know that this is just how he is, and you didn't mind him being that way. If he didn't want want to open up and talk to you one on one, you honestly didn't mind, but you would at least like to know where he stands with you. Is he your friend, or what..? You didn't know that and you wanted to ask, but you were a little too shy when it came to being around Ushijima, by yourself. Just because he's... well, a little awkward and you didn't want to say or do anything that'll potentially make him upset, with you.

"Well right now, we should probably just practice and enjoy our time, before it's over. Y'know ____, just like he said, expect the unexpected." You narrowed your eyes at the red haired male, he shrugged as he began trailing over to the rest of the team. You just followed behind him, but your mind was so focused on what Ushijima said about you, but you weren't upset about it. It just surprised you, in all honesty as it was unexpected.

He's just never seemed interested in talking with you or anything, so you were curious if what he said was true or not. As usual, Ushijima's whole vibe was unreadable, but you also would think that he wasn't the type to joke like that. Seeming as he's always serious, well that's what it looks like. That was something you totally didn't expect, so you could agree with both their words... expect the unexpected.

You were super bummed that practice seemed to end fast, your teammates already leaving which kept you in the gym, as you always tended to clean up after matches. Everyone was tired so you didn't mind cleaning up by yourself, the silence making you feel at peace with yourself. It was nearly clean already, as you're currently taking down the net to place it back into the storage room, finishing it up easily by yourself.

The sound of shoes walking towards the exits notified you that you were alone, waving at your friends that were leaving. After this though, you'd have to finish helping set up the graduation ceremony, but you didn't mind it to be honest. Considering you've got the opportunity to walk across that stage and officially become an adult, it exicted you so much that you didn't mind helping set up everything for the ceremony. You were putting away the net and some volleyballs, along with the brooms you've used to clean up the gym. You were carrying them all at once, which made some fall from your hands, you having to put some down to get the ones that had fallen upon the floor. The only thing you could hear was yourself sighing, that's until you heard footsteps behind you followed by a deep voice, one that you recognize from your team.

"____."

Firstly you turned your head, setting eyes upon the source that called out your name. The tall olive haired male, Ushijima was in your presence once again, and alone which almost instantly caused you to become awkward. You began dropping everything, tripping over things, trying to calm yourself as your nerves went into overdrive, filling with unintentional tension. You kept saying sorry as you tried straightening your act up, but you didn't even realize that Ushijima found your actions cute. He wouldn't say that, however, continuing to stare at you with lightly tinted cheeks, both his hands balling into fists as he tried to contain himself. This was his moment, and he didn't know how to approach it, but he was thinking as he watched you.

One last object made you trip, falling on your bottom with your legs crossed, which embarrassed you. You sighed, just before helping yourself up knowing that he wouldn't, but it was okay. Using both your hands, you maneuvered your hands behind your back and down to your bottom, brushing off the little dirt and dust that managed its way on you as you fell. "Uh, I'm sorry about that! Hopefully, you can unsee that," A string of chuckles escaped you, awkward and embarrassed chuckles that Ushijima could easily catch onto but you proceeded to talk, questioning him. "Anyway, why are you still here? Everyone else already left, probably... twenty minutes ago."

"I am well aware of that, ____."

Instantly, your eyebrow arched up, confused and questioning him once again in your head. Everyone on the team was already gone except him, and you had no idea what else would make him stay. You clean up here by yourself nearly everyday, and the Ace has never stayed behind for you, as he was usually one of the first ones gone.

"Okay, then why are you still here?"

"Can I not stay behind, to accompany you, ____?"

It wasn't a bad idea, but you didn't like it for whatever reason. His bland facial expression always confuses you, leaving you bothered and concerned for whatever he was thinking. You just hoped you weren't upsetting the taller male, not knowing if he was actually capable of getting upset or not, considering that you've never seen it. But it was weird that he wanted to stay behind and keep you company, obviously he's not the type to do that. You weren't going to complain about it though, because you didn't know what triggered the male, or what would make him upset with you so you just decided to go along with it. Letting this situation flow like water, clearly.

"Well sure, you can."

Nothing else was said from him, but his body walking over to you, his shadow covering your entire figure. It was so awkward and silent, you didn't even know what to do nor say, as you could feel the males body heat on your back. Hesitantly, you looked behind you seeing as the olive haired male was standing really close to your body. He was like two or three feet away, and it was still uncomfortable to you no matter how many feet. You tried your best not to think much of it, but you couldn't help it, considering that you aren't very fond of people in your personal space. However, you didn't know what to say to Ushijima, him of all people was the most intimidating to you.

He's so quiet, big, and awkward to you and that's something you really didn't know how to deal with, as mostly all your friends aren't like this. Still though, you didn't judge him, but the intense look in his eyes made your entire body stiffen. He always looked like this, but that stare of his was practically making you shake to the bone. If he was here to talk to you, you didn't know but you stood up straight, standing completely in front of the male. Considering his height, you had to crane your head upwards to look him in the face, as that cold stare of his seemed to intensify. You didn't want to be here right now, for some reason, but you weren't going to say exactly that. "Um... I have to go... help with the graduation ceremony."

He didn't seem bothered by what you said, his large body standing in your way, blocking you from walking around him to leave. You were so confused, your eyes a little wide whilst staring at the male, who didn't even attempt to move away to let you leave. The tension in the small storage room was getting more intense, your heart thumping harshly agaisnt your chest. It was until you heard him say something, snapping you out of your trance.

"You are not going anywhere." The venom in his voice caused your body to tremble, as he seemed to be more serious than usual. His body turning and his arms reaching to close the door freighted you even more, and it made you more scared that you didn't know what the hell he was doing. You didn't want to stick around and find out, though.

"Ushijima, what are you doing? I gotta go help with the-"

"What you're going to do, is stay here and help me."

You weren't going to do that, at least it was in your plan, you shrugging off your fear to try and walk around the taller male. He easily blocked your way with a single step, once again in your full view, your eyes going up to the males face. He was still looking down at you, his eyes still dark and intense which brung your fear back. You had no idea what he wanted, and the click sound of the storage room door scared you more, indicating that he looked you both in there. It was honestly scaring you and pissing you off a bit, not knowing what he had in store drove you crazy, because this was also a bit creepy. What in the World could the great Ushiwaka need help with?

"Um... wha—what do you need help with?"

He didn't answer you, not verbally at least, but visually when he began approaching you. His hands went to your arms, holding you down which made you begin panicking. Why was he manhandling you, his grasp on your arms really tight which didn't really give you room to struggle. He was only staring at you, with his usual calm face but that didn't better the situation. You just wanted to leave, but he wasn't allowing you to wiggle out of his grip. Everytime you moved though, his hands on your arms tightened, nearly breaking your bones at the moment.

"If you struggle against me, I will not be gentle with you." Your eyes widen and your body went stiff, the males grip on you loosening but he didn't let you go. You were beyond petrified with his statement however, because what in the fuck does that mean? You honestly didn't know and you weren't eager to find out, just to be honest with yourself. "You act as if, you do not recognize my feelings for you." That sentence caused a sharp gasp to escape your lips, did you hear that right? "I am in love with you, and graduation is almost here, meaning you'd be gone in a bit. However, I could not let that happen, letting you out of my grasp. You are mine, ____, I am here to claim you."

What the hell? You were confused as shit, as you've never heard Ushijima talk like this, not in your presence at least. Whatever this was, you weren't interested in it, because you were more scared than excited to see what he had in mind. You just wanted to go because something about this situation, did not feel right at all, but you couldn't pinpoint it. "What do you mean by, you're here to claim me? Listen Ushijima, I really don't have time-"

His grasp on you tightened, pulling your body flush against his bigger build, your eyes nearly popping out of your head as you felt a stiff object against your thigh. Was this some kind of sick joke, or is this what he meant by he needed your help with something? You honestly didn't know, but you still weren't interested in knowing.

"You are mine. I have been in love with you, far too long and you have yet to realize my feelings, for you. Never have I ever felt this way for someone. You are not going anywhere, until I claim what is mine. No matter if you were to graduate, I'd follow you as I've already planned. Though, our earlier conversation, with Tendou, made me want you even more. I see how my teammates look at you, that is why I'll be claiming you here and now."

Still though, some fight electrified your veins, pushing some courage back into your body as you once again tried wiggling out of his grasp. Your movement was just making the male groan deeply, your thigh was rubbing against the hard muscle agaisnt you. He welcomed that, honestly. "Are you crazy, Ushijima?! Let me go, before I tell coach!"

"We are close to graduating and adulthood, meaning he can no longer tell me what to do, nor you. You can struggle all you want, you will be mine." In an instant, his hands were on your clothes, snatching them away from your body, your tights being the first thing to go. You were panicking now, trying your best to scream but who would hear you? Everyone left already so there was no one who could come save you, from this man.

"What the- what the hell, Ushijima?! Let me fucking go!-"

"If you keep struggling, it will just get worse for you. I will not take you gently, if you keep fighting me with this."

You still tried pushing him away, as you didn't hear the words he just stated. His hands tore your tights completely off just before one of his hands went to your chest, ripping your shirt open, the buttons flying in different directions. Your bra was on full display to the male, as your insecurities began to arise but he didn't seem to care. His right hand was fondling your breast, and your hands began trying to pry his hands off your body, but his left hand easily took both your hands in his to pin above your head. All you had was your legs to kick at him, but those kicks were doing absolutely nothing to him. His grip on your wrists were tight, and all you wanted to do was scream.

He was staring at your chest, the fabric covering it making his body even hotter than it already was. Your chest was heaving quickly, his eyes slowly trailing to your face but he didn't say anything, and you ceased your kicking once he did. You both were locked in each other's gaze, and it made all the fear in your body rise again. His right hand was removed from your body, going to his own and to the hem of his shorts, pulling them down which made you panick. He didn't seem to care about your reaction, his eyes still focused on you as he pulled them down. You weren't even sure if you were dreaming or not, because this did not feel real, at all.

"Ushijima! Stop, what are you doing?!"

His hand continued pushing his shorts down, until they fell to his ankles and upon the floor before he stepped out the holes of the shorts. The boxers that were restraining him did little to cover him up, and it made you panick even more. This wasn't right, as you two are still in school no matter how close graduation was.

His hand that was on the hem of his boxers stayed there, calming your heaving chest and beating heart, but it didn't sooth the situation. Your insides were screaming at you right now, your brain punching you to fight this man off of you. It's obvious that you aren't going to like what he was planning, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know. "You belong to me and I belong to you. After this happens, you will not be able to leave me."

"Why didn't you just ask me out, like a logical person would, Ushijima?!"

He paused from your outburst, and you did as well, since you were the type to not really raise your voice. His hand on his boxers slid them down a bit, riding a little under his v line, but you refused to look at what he was doing. He didn't seem to care for how you felt in this situation.

"As close as you and Shirabu are, I know what his real intentions were."

You gasped, eyes wide listening to the words of Ushijima. You didn't speak though, just listening to him continue with what he had to say about Shirabu, your bestfriend. If Shirabu had a secret he was keeping from you, you sure as hell haven't even heard of it, didn't even have a hint of it. "He has told me that he would ask you on a date, after graduation. I refuse to let him have you, for I know you would not deny his feelings. It is clear that you love Shirabu, when you should be loving me. You belong to me."

Of course you love Shirabu, but you didn't know what level of love it was on. You didn't even know Shirabu loved you, as much as Ushijima said and you believed him because, when has Ushijima lied? You can't recall, even if you tried but you still would've preferred him just asking you out.

You know you wouldn't reject Shirabu, so all Ushijima would have to suffer was a rejection, but he's attractive enough to get someone else so that's why it confused you. Out of everyone. "Why do you want me, out of everyone in this school I mean... I'm nothing special, I'm just your manager! There are girls who are way slimmer and prettier, than me!"

You hated admitting that, but you knew it was true and that's why you said it, because you needed to know why he wanted you of all people. It's okay that he finds you attractive, but this wasn't what you should do, if you wanted to show someone that you found them attractive. He still didn't seem to care about what you were saying, his eyes burning holes in your skull as if he was seeing right through you. This would be the last thing you'd expect him to do to you, and it really confused you as to why he was doing this, because he was supposedly in love with you. You listened to his words though, as he spoke.

"I told you before, that you are special to me. No other girl could compete with you, ____. Skinny or not, your weight is what attracts me to you. Besides your personality, how you tolerate me even if you know how I am. It is obvious that people get annoyed by my ways, but you do not seem to care. That is why I want you and only you."

His hands pushed his boxers completely down before you could say anything else, your eyes widening once that stiff organ bounced out and stood at attention. You gasped, really getting a feel on the entire situation and once he brushed the tip agaisnt you and he was still standing some parts away from you, it really showed you how big he was.

Way bigger than you would've imagined, and it scared you as you realized what was about to happen. He didn't just have extreme length, but major girth that seemed a little too heavy for him to carry around all the time, the twitching veins intimidating you. Also the amount of leaking pre-cum scared you. In an instant, you were on your back on the mats that they use sometimes in the gym, to rest. Your hands were still pinned above your head though and when he flipped your skirt up to lay agaisnt your stomach, you once again tried kicking at him. He easily slid his body between your legs, his length too resting on your abdomen.

You froze, feeling his balls agaisnt your covered heat, your legs ceasing and your body stiffening once you felt the heavy cock resting on you. He was staring down at you as you were staring up at him, his eyes holding nothing but want and need for you. You've never done this before, so that's why it scared you more. It didn't take long for him to push himself back off of you with your hands still in his hand, just so he could push your panties aside and pull back enough to grip his throbbing cock. A sharp gasp escaped you, your legs beginning to kick once again, but it wasn't bothering Ushijima. You just wanted to reason with him, at least try to because he was obviously not stopping.

"Wait wait, Ushijima!” He ceased his movements, as his eyes trailed back to your distressed face. You were relived, thinking he was actually giving you a bit of mercy. "You don't have to do this! We can just... just go on a date, and see how it goes! We can both just forget that this ever happened!"

"I am afraid that I cannot do that, nor do I trust your words that you won't tell anyone."

"Ushijima please-!"

He cut you off with a harsh penetrating thrust into your body, the wind being knocked out of you as your hymen snapped. You practically screamed out, but he used his right hand to cover your mouth, his own eyes and teeth closing shut from the tight hold you had on his thick cock. The other thing is that he wasn't even all the way inside of you, but he was still pressing agaisnt your cervix, which soothed the pain by a lot, your cunt spasming violently around the thick cock lodged inside of you. He was panting heavily as both his hands went to your hips, trying his best to push himself deeper inside you.

Your back arched so much into the male, allowing his cock to slide in easier but slowly which caused a slight burning feeling. He was pushing past your cervix, placing himself inside your womb until his hips were flush agaisnt yours. He thrusted once, before you nearly cried out, your walls clamping around his length, gushing out around it to coat his abdomen and thighs. He was confused, until he looked down to see your pussy convulsing and squirting on him, your body shaking which notified him of what he did to your body. He just made you cum from entering you, barely doing anything which made the male crazily smirk. His grip on your hips tightened, slowly pulling out before thrusting harshly back in, his cock easily kissing your cervix.

Your hands were trying to find anything to hold onto, since Ushijima was sitting up and rapidly thrusting deeply inside your overstimulated pussy. Deep grunts and groans came from the male, his hands grabbing yours to put them on his shirt, your hands instinctively gripping it as he picked up his pace, the obscene squelching sounds meeting your ears. There was barely any pain, his cock hungrily trying to get all your juices to coat him, his eyes looking down at your joined bodies watching as your sheen coated him. He let his head fall back, thunderous moans escaping his chest from how tight you were. Water was trickling from your eyes, warming your cheeks in an onslaught of pleasure that your lower regions were recieving.

"Fuck..! You're so tight for me ____, I love you..! Keep squeezing my cock, just like that—ngh!" You could barely focus on his deep voice, for another orgasm was winding in your abdomen, Ushijima's thrust were so intense and strong that it had the mats underneath you nearly sliding you off of it. His hands went to your legs, pulling them agaisnt his body as both his hands slammed on the sides of the floor, trapping you underneath his body.

In this position, his cock seemed to push pass your cervix, fucking into your womb which made the male growl like a beast. One of his hands went to your hip, holding you there whilst he fucked down into your weeping pussy, his huge cock opening you so wide to his cock. The feel of his balls smacking your ass had you screaming his name, the male grunting in your face. “Ushi..!"

You couldn't even get his name out, each pounding smash of his hips agaisnt yours keeping your words in and letting your moans out. Both your eyes were closed tightly, all that was heard was your synchronized moans and your individual screams. It wasn't long before your second orgasm broke, your grip on his shirt pulling him down on your body. "Wakat..! Ushi..!"

You didn't know what you were saying, the male still pounding into you, but slowly as your walls securely took a grip on his thick shaft, keeping him almost trapped inside you. It took so much effort for him to pull out, his grip on your waist becoming painfully tight but you couldn't respond to that.

You were so tight that it nearly pained him, an unexpected deep moan escaping him while his hips slowly continued to sink inside of you, your body shaking and your head against his chest to conceal your screams and shameful moans. The male slowly fucked into you, letting you ride out the parties of paradise enhanced in your pussy. Your eyes were burning with overstimulated tears, a white coat of your cum coating his cock in a ring of your juices, that now belonged to him. You couldn't believe how good he was making you feel, but you still didn't want it to be this way, losing your virginity in such a forceful way.

Once his hips came to a stop, he pulled out and layed you on your stomach, on the mats you were currently layed on your back. You couldn't do anything, as he once again lined his throbbing length up with your spasming pussy. He didn't waste anytime with sheathing himself balls deep into you again, your body screaming almost. He didn't even give you time to recover from your orgasm, his hands going to your hips as he pulled you back with his aggressive thrust. He seemed to hit deeper in this position, your walls feeling the thick veins protruding his length, but his thrusts weren't as hard as they were the first time.

They still kissed your cervix sweetly though, his balls now smacking your clit that was already overly stimulated and leaking with your own juices. His hands went to your front half, pulling you up and forcing your body to arch into his thrust, now his cock sweetly caressing your g-spot. His hands were placed on your throat, his eyes looking down to where he was entering your body from, loving the sight of your small pussy trying to eat up his cock. It was kind of hard for him to thrust back into your body, but when he did, it felt like absolute heaven to not only you, but him too. "I'm coming..! I'm coming, ____! I want you to take it all..!"

You began panicking, but you couldn't get out his grasp as your body already felt like it was jelly. Your hands could only hold onto the mat underneath you, feeling his thrusts speed up which caused a clapping sound to secrete in the room. His thrusts were so hard, your body convulsing as another orgasm formed.

Your entire fate was sealed, you'll be with him forever if he gets you pregnant, and you couldn't let that happen but what could you do? Absolutely nothing, but take him deeply inside you. His moans were getting louder, his hands around your throat before he pulled you flush agaisnt his chest. Both his arms were around your chest, one hand going to your throat and squeezing it as he began slowly sliding in and out of you. The sounds were so erratic, and you couldn't help the way your walls trembled as you listened to it. "Scream out my name, ____..! Tell me... tell me you love me..!"

His pace picked up again, your orgasm snapping harshly in your abdomen, your legs kicking under you as he continued to drill through your orgasm. This one was more intense than all the other ones, seeming like it ripped your entire body with tidal waves of pleasure. A harsh smack on your ass made your body jolt, as you screamed out the words he demanded you say. "I—I love you..! Wakatoshi..!"

His grin widened, his body went stiff as he plunged himself deeply inside of you, his lips latching onto your neck as he moaned agaisnt you. You could barely register the hot pulsing liquid surging throughout you, the male biting a deep mark into your neck. His orgasm was so intense that slight tears escaped his eyelids too, as he's never felt something this good. He definently wasn't planning on letting you go, at all. You're finally his, and will always be his.

Literal tears escaped your eyes as another orgasm broke over you, one not that hard but enough to have you screaming. He held you close to his body, slowly grinding his hips agaisnt yours to empty out his seed into your womb. His grasp on your throat was removed though, before his arms went to wrap around your waist.

A stinging pain was on your neck, and that was when you realized he imprinted a dark hickey on you. Your body fell agaisnt the mat, his hands holding his body up and off of your body. He was still deeply seated inside you, his cock still pressed firmly against your cervix. You could still feel him cumming, your eyes shut still feeling the thick spurts of his seed filling your womb. His hand went to caress your ass, before you heard his deep rumbling voice.

"You will not go to college, ____. You will be with me, at all times, no matter what. No matter how much you want to leave, I will punish you, if you do not cooperate with me." You were so ready to graduate, as you didn't think it would turn out like this. It was correct to expect the unexpected.

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marshmallowdarling · 3 months

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Hi! I love reading your story's, can I request a yandere Hannibal x fem reader please?😊💕

It’s not surprising that Hannibal plays the long game but Hannibal also makes the game.

It was easy for him to set up the game, almost laughably easy. He was a renowned therapist who helps police on cases, strong, smart, made a name for himself- a good name. Your parents didn’t even have a chance to have doubts when he came to ask for your hand in marriage. If anything your parents were elated, over the moon that you, the black sheep of the family, had the eye of a man like Hannibal. They practically threw poor little you to into his hands.

One thing Hannibal likes is politeness, manners, and no matter when or how Hannibal had meet you he was struck with the need to understand you, figure you out and not in his usual killing urge type of way. After a few months or even years of following you around he finally realises what it is, love.

Does he really think its love? Not really, its something deeper, more sinister than love. He would rip apart anyone that would try to hurt you, he wants to keep you safe with such feral intensity it’s not sane. But he himself can’t even breathe at the thought of hurting you himself either so he chalks it up with a simple word. Love.

He should have seen it coming, really he should’ve since he had been watching and ‘protecting’ you for so long, but he’s still struck shocked when you fight back your holy matrimony with such pettiness and sass. You couldn’t stop your parents from practically forcing you to agree to marry him, getting dressed up in a dress you didn’t really care about, everything too grand and nothing like what the little girl in you envisioned. So, in retaliation you tried everything to get him to re-think his decision, anything to get him to divorce you, even if it meant being a sassy brat. Turning your nose up at his delicious food just to piss him off, doing little things you knew he hated just to push his buttons.

It’s cute, he thinks, really cute that you think being a brat would stop his heart from yearning for you so much his physically body aches being away from you. But you aren’t a brat, are you? Your just pretending because your sick of your parents stupid pressuring expectations, hating how they dictated every little thing in your life and now your ‘life’ partner.

Every time you push and shove and take bits and pieces of his sanity it just fuels his obsession for you, every time he feels himself get frustrated or irritated it just makes him more head over heels over you. Staring at you with hearts practically in his eyes as you make his blood boil, he takes everything in stride. With a polite smile on his lips and insanity in his heart eyes.

But he does feel bad, really he does, he feels bad that you have terrible no good rotten parents who are ready throw you to the wolves once they get their greed filled, or bad enough for a man who feels no remorse or guilt. Maybe its pity, he thinks, like how one looks at a wounded animal. But he could never see you at a level as an animal, no matter how adorably cute you are. Maybe a goddess then, a fallen goddess, he worships you as if you’re a goddess anyways, taking your sass and anger as some sort of twisted love from a holier being.

He can’t help the feeling of amusement that bubbles up when he see’s you try to be a brat, but the manners engraved into your very soul peek out, like your body and mind are fighting on your decision to pretend to be mean when your really such a sweet nice darling.

The little ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ that come out when you demand something from him or the sweet little ‘no thank you’ that you give him when you pretend to glare at him with faux hatred in your eyes, because you didn’t really hate him. How could you? He was unbelievably sweet and attentive, picking up on the little things you didn’t even know about yourself until he picks up on it. He was the best husband anyone could ask for, in and out, even if he could be a little serious, cold and calculative at times. Hannibal shields you from everyone, including your parents, shutting them down so quickly and efficiently when they start their bullshit of bringing you down it seems natural.

And one day your fake anger towards him slips, your tipsy on alcohol and his love, its all consuming but it feels oddly soothing, like cool balm on an open wound. You stumble and almost trip, but his arms are already there to catch you, ready to do anything to keep you safe and without thinking you lean up and press a soft, albeit clumsy, kiss on his lips.

Something in Hannibal snaps. The kiss, as quick and fleeting as it was felt like heaven. Like he was reborn, like for once in his life he could finally breathe.

You gave this dirty, blood-stained sinner a slice of heaven and now he’s your most devoted worshiper at your alter. For better, or for worse.

Hannibal has you pressed in a mean mating press, one of your legs thrown over his broad shoulders. The thin handmade anklet he got you for your wedding present, dainty and small, designed from start to finish by him with a little ‘H’ dangling on it chimes in his ear and makes his head spin.

“I- god- I love you so much.” He groans out, sweat clinging to his brow as his messy blonde hair sticks to his skin. “Goddess." He murmurs into your skin, pressing his lips against your ankle, kissing all the way up to the side of your knee as he saours the way your skin feels on his lips. Pulling back he licks your sweat that smeared on his lips and he smirks.

His pupils are wide and blown as he gazes down at you with so much love and tenderness it hurts. Sweat clung to his muscular frame as he threw his head back, groaning so low you feel it in your tummy.

Your in worse shape than him, yourpractically writhing under him, not able to escape the torturous pleasure as he puts all his weight down onto you. As sweaty if not more than him, twisting and bucking and shaking, hair messed and sprawled out on the bed beneath you, eye brows knitted. Your breath being selfishly stolen by him as he takes and takes, gasps the only thing able to leaven you as well as broken keens and whimpers. You had long stopped trying to muffle your embarrassingly lewd noises, he had practically growled at you to let them out, not letting you hide anything from him.

Sparks zing up your spine as he hits deep and a wail leaves you, your hand coming to push at his lower stomach, nails scratching over his muscles. Hannibal moans and his eyes roll at the feeling, quickly snatching your hand he slams it softly next to your head. His fingers entwining with his as he locks them together.

Long deep slow strokes makes your brain melt out of your ears, brain gone all fuzzy as you get addicted to him and his touch.

“Take it sweetheart, I know you can.” His breath hitches as he forces your thighs open wider to accommodate him, he looms over your more and the change of position makes you cry out. “Let me worship you my goddess, your mine, all mine.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Woo wee thats finally done! I hope my first proper attempt at smut was ok I think there was another ask for Hannibal but it was H/C's, I'LL GET TO YOU MY LOVELY I PROMISE 😭 Im trying to get back into writing but its hard, im sorry but I will get to you all. Some might be before others just because some things kick start my writing process 🥺 But please keep sending requests I love the ideas and support even if it takes me a bit to get to them. Hope you enjoy lovelies.

~Mwah ♡

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flowering-thought · 1 year

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kindly elaborate on jealous, possessive sex with makoto...... i genuinely need to know how that man will make it known to you that you’re his....... i want to know how riled up he gets and what’re the consequences of that.... let’s just say that what if his darling has a close guy friend, theyre genuinely just friends but sometimes the green eyed monster (jealousy) makes itself known ... and then what..... how will he go on about it... i know it’s also mentioned that makoto is definitely a jealous and possessive type......... my head is rotting thinking abt this........ pleath elaborate more on this igenuinely have no thoughts, head empty bc of this..... my brain is gone.... if i was a man, im not thinking with my brain, but with my dick..... it’s that serious - 🍙

Oh dear, how about let's do some Jealousy Sex headcanons hm? That way maybe we can satisfy you <3

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WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes, oral sex, semi-public, manipulation, non-con????(idk if it's really noncon but ima just put this here just in case)

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Makoto Kawahara

Jealous Sex Headcannons

• Makoto is mostly fine with you having friends. If he has to he'll blackmail them if they say anything out of line or try to put negative ideas in your head.

• But your precious guy friend? A man that he doesn't trust in the slightest? Any man that isn't his family? A man that he knows gets to hear you laugh and make you laugh and has most definitely had feelings for you at something in the past? A man?

• He hates it. Every time you are about to go out to meet him to buy something or need advice he gets really jealous and tries to stop you.

• There are two ways he'll try to stop you and that's by either guilting you into trying to stay home with him so that the two of you could go shopping later. He tries his best to convince you and sometimes you end up staying. It's a 50/50 chance of success for him.

• And sometimes he just gets so jealous he can't help but hold your wrist before you leave and begin to kiss you, making out with you and leaving kisses down your neck. Occasionally it works and makes you stay home but those rare times it doesn't there's always a fresh hickie on your neck in plain sight that you won't be able to catch till you meet up with your friend.

• But let's say one day he just can't take it. He gets so upset and jealous sometimes that he doesn't listen to you and drops to his knees in the hallway of the front door. He has a look on his face that you hardly see and he grasps your thighs before taking off whatever bottoms you're wearing.

• He then forces your back against the wall before he lifts your legs onto his shoulders, your legs hanging off around his back as he starts his assault on your folds and thighs, leaving marks and small bites along your thighs.

• He'll start sucking your clit, being a little rough as he looks up at you with a slight jealous glare, and he watches your face to see when you're about to cum. When he gets you close he stops, stands up, and sets your legs down before he zips his pants open and lets his cock free.

• He then lifts you back up, putting your arms around his neck before making your legs clasp onto his hips, he uses one of his free hands to hold onto you and thrusts his hips a bit to tease his cock against your entrance. He hasn't said a thing as he unlocks your phone with his other free hand and texts the man out of your sight, saying that something came up but that they could hang out at Makotos place.

• Once he did that and the message was sent, he deleted it and tossed your phone into your purse where it was. He knew the door was unlocked since he grabbed you before you could leave.

• He knew it would be foolish but as long as he kept you moaning and blissed out you wouldn't notice in the slightest.

• And then after a couple of minutes of teasing in one single thrust he hit right at your cervix, letting you adjust for another minute before keeping a hand on your ass and another on your hip, keeping his pace as he fucked you in the entrance hallway.

• He held you up and made sure your back faced the door as he let out grunts into your ear and kept you moaning when he kept the pace up. Occasionally he'd get real close and grind against your clit when he was fully inside you-

• He could feel it when you came on his cock, your juices running down his legs as he kept up his pace, hoping to overstimulate you before he heard the door peak open and saw a head peek through the door, about to call out before he saw you clinging onto Makoto for dear life-

• Your soft moans and breaths in-between thrusts were loud enough and when Makoto saw the look of horror on his face he smirked and kept going, reaching his own climax at the mere sight of his face. He was glad you didn't notice and snuggled his head into the crook of your neck to leave a kiss and glare at the man in the doorway.

• He knew your friend would never tell you for there's no way to bring it up and he quickly took a step back from the door before leaving. Makoto had the biggest smirk on his face as he walked over and put you against the door to close it fully before he came, finally reaching that high as he locked the door behind you and gave you the softest smile.

"How about we go cuddle hm? I knit a super soft blanket out of that huge yarn that would be perfect to cuddle in hm?" He mentioned, smiling as he kissed your cheek and started to walk to the couch, keeping himself in as he allowed you to slowly recover from the passionate sex.

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coastbycoast101 · 3 months

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Everybody knows that I'm a good girl, officer

No, I wouldn't do a thing like that, that's for sure

Cw:Officer nanami, Pet names like "princess, good girl, baby" sloppy blowjob. Nanami cupping her breasts. A very creamy creampie ;)!!.Reader getting her back blowed 🫣🤭Nanami being so coquette 🎀🎀 FEM reader

tried out something new :33

Authors note 📝: I would recommend listening to Playing Dangerous — Lana Del Rey while reading to this <3

Word count: 864

Nanami loves his job.

Suddenly your car got pulled over, the time was 10:46 PM.

As you waited, you heard a knock on your window. You rolled it down looking up seeing a 6 foot tall man. Damn he was fine.

Her eyes lingered over to his slender veiny hands. She noticed he has a ring on his finger, and that he had a notepad in front of him signaling he was writing her a ticket!

"Hello ma'am, you were going 50 over the speed limit, did you notice that by any chance?"

"No, m' sorry officer I didn't notice.. is there anything I can do? I don't want a ticket..

"Well, I can't just let you go without a ticket but there might be something we can negotiate," he said with a smirk. He leaned in closer to her window.

she kneeled down, her knees rubbing against the concrete highway road. She wrapped her hands around his cock, hesitating.. she then gave a kitten lick to his slit making him let out a deep groan.

"Just like that..," he groaned. "Take it all the way in, use your tongue too... Fuck"

she opened wide and took his entire length into her warm mouth, gagging slightly but not stopping. Her tongue swirled around his head, massaging it gently before moving downwards towards his base. She heard him moan softly in pleasure, feeling confident by the way he sounded.

"Good girl, suck harder," he panted.

She gagged as she deep throated his cock, taking him all in like she promised as he leaned over her. She reached one of her hands to her wet panties, rubbing her clit through the fabric.

"That's a good girl," he praised, thrusting his hips forward into her mouth making her whimper. he moved his left hand to cup her right breast, squeezing it firmly while massaging her nipple between his thumb and index finger.

She arched her back slightly, moaning as her orgasm built up in anticipation as she fingered herself. Watching her pleasure herself, he could feel himself getting closer to cumming already.

He knew this was wrong, but the thrill of being caught made blood go to his cock.

"Do you like being my little whore? Do you want more?" he asked harshly yet there was a hint of desire in his voice.

she nodded her head quickly, eager too see what he would do to her. She thought of awfully lewd stuff making her clit throb.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice thick with desire. "Now, take off your top and show me those tits of yours."

Reluctantly, she complied, unfastening her bra and throwing it aside as she stood up.

"That's better," he praised, reaching over to cup one of her breasts in his hand. He squeezed it roughly, eliciting a gasp from her before moving onto the other breast.

"Turn around now, face away from me." He ordered her in a deep sulky voice that sure made lots of women besides her panties drop.

she turned her face away from him as she leaned on the car. His hand stroked his cock before rubbing his tip up and down her folds making squelching noises. She reached her hand down to discard her lacy panties making it easier for him to slide in.

"Now, spread those legs apart for me princess," he commanded.

With shaking hands, she complied, giving him a clear view of her wet and swollen pussy. He positioned himself at her entrance before slowly pushing inside her tight hole, groaning as he felt how hot and ready she was.

"Oh fuck, you're so tight," he praised, his hips starting to roll faster. Each powerful thrust brought moans of pleasure from both of them. In response, she reached in front of her and grabbed onto the car door handle tightly, arching her back into his rhythm.

"feels so good nami"she whimpered as her ass clapped against his pelvis. A red tint displayed across his face as he eyes the way his cock slid into her pussy.

"Tell me you want it," he growled, pounding into her mercilessly. "I... I need it," she panted, her voice trembling with desire. "Please, don't stop."

He picked up the pace even faster, his balls slapping against her ass in sync as he felt them tighten with each thrust. Sweat trickled down their bodies, mixing together as they lost themselves in their animalistic lust.

"Cum for me, baby," he groaned, his orgasm building rapidly. "Cum hard fer' me"

"nami... m' cummin, oh my god" she whimpered as her cunt made more squelching noises. Her pussy clenched around him as a creamy substance began to form at the base of his cock.

"That's it, cum for me," he groaned, feeling her walls tightening around his cock. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, holding her there as he emptied himself into her.

"Ahhh— fuck yessss," he moaned, his hips bucking wildly. "So fuckin good.."

After several long moments of their shared ecstasy, they finally came down from their high. Breathing heavily, he pulled out of her, leaving a trail of their combined juices on her thighs.

"Now then, I think we can forget about that ticket today," he said, zipping up his pants and re-fastening his belt.

She nodded her head as they both dressed themselves back appropriately. She opened her car door sitting down. Nanami then wrote on the notepad his number.

"thank you officer" she said in a innocent voice. She looked up at him before driving off.

Nanami knew you weren't speeding in the first place.

Nanami as a police officer is so hot like :3

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iwas-princess · 1 year

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iwaizumi hajime • princess wishes

“pl-please, iwa.” you sobbed pleadily, tugging against the tight ropes around your wrists.

your boyfriend just shook his head in protest instead, a dry chuckle leaving his lips as he paced around the bed, his predatory eyes boring into your bound body. each curve of the rope that dug into your plush skin melted his heart— and cock. the sight of seeing his precious baby all tied up and helpless made his mind go blank and attentively focus of the beautiful girl sprawled out on the bed.

his rough fingers gently traced along your figure, purposely missing your sensitive parts and angles to tease you more. whines of disproval at his actions left your lips, much to his pleasure. seeing you like this for him had his cock leaking in his pants and twitching impatiently. oh how he wanted to fill you— breed you— with his sticky cum until you were too sensitive for anymore. he wanted you too feel the stretch of him for days, his cock to leave an imprint of your cunnie, mold it for him only.

“please, iwa. please, make me cum.” you begged for him blindly.

iwaizumi only smirked to himself satisfied before grazing a finger along your cheek softly, tauntingly.

“oh, you poor princess.” his pretend sympathy laced his voice as he spoke to you ever so gently. “tell daddy what’s wrong? what way do you need to be touched, little one?”

you sniffled.

“need your cock, daddy.”

he hummed in satisfaction at your statement, appreciating your taught obedience. he did that. he taught you how to please him. that you were no one else’s; just his. fuck, he just loved you so much. he could never stop thinking about you, you were all that plagued his mind and the only thought that ever mattered to him. your beautiful plump body, the way it was built like the goddesses were and glew with such perfection that left him speechless. and it was all for him to cherish and protect.

his

“whatever my princess wishes.”

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peppermint-monster · 2 years

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Arrange Marriage Sanemi Shinazugawa X Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Handjob, Mean! Sanemi (For the most part), Pet names (Princess, My Love, etc...), Degradation, Humiliation, Masturbation (Solo Female), Unprotected sex (At the very end), Blowjob, Dirty talk, Confession, Jealousy-ish Reader, Cheating...?, Thighjob, Rejection...?, Caught, Mutual Masturbation. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (besides she's a female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies. 😊

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Arranged Marriage: Sanemi Shinazugawa X Chubby Reader! Who to her parents, Shinazugawa was the ideal man that they’d picked for their daughter, well business-wise at least.

Her father became good friends with a man called Ubuashiki Kaguya, who made an arrangement for her to marry one of the Harshira’s when she reached a certain age. Not knowing about this agreement until it was too late.

In front of her parents and herself were Ubuashiki and the man whom she promised to marry, Sanemi Shinazugawa, who was kneeling next to her father's friend. When first meeting him, she could say she was intimidated by his appearance, having many scars scattered on his face and down his body, trailing down and hidden from sight by his uniform. He was definitely the opposite of her, with a rough, muscular body with numerous scars scattered around, while hers was far smoother and soft to the touch, with only stretch marks here and there. Yet she didn't seem to mind.

She quickly averted her gaze, and her face became warm the moment she saw his bloodshot eyes stare back at her. Oh no, she was caught!

“Hello, I look forward to getting to know much more about you.” As quickly as she turned away, she quickly turned back to his eyes the moment she heard his voice. Oh, how deep and smooth it was. She could feel the tingling sensation between her thighs with every word he spoke, not that she was paying attention.

As far as she knew, he seemed like a respectful, calm, collectible man, almost what one could call an ideal gentleman. She doesn't know much about what her father supported, just that he could at least protect her from what lurks in the dark.

Forcing them to spend more time together. She cries out in response to her father's unexpected action; shoving her through the other end of the sliding doors while closing them behind her.

She was forced inside the room, hitting a wall that seemed to be tipping down with her as she braced for impact, squeezing her eyes shut until she collided with the solid figure, which she now sensed felt warm. She used her hand, which was clutching what she wasn't aware was a piece of clothing, to feel whether what she was thinking was true.

She gasps from feeling her hand being slapped away from what she didn't know was Sanemi's face.

“Get off of me!”

“I-I-I’m so sorry-”

Using his other hand, Sanemi places his hand on her face forcing her to move to the side.

“I’m sorry!” She bowed from where she sat while seeing him move farther away to another set of sliding doors, that he laid down on his side facing what she just noticed was one of the entrances to the courtyard.

It was silent for a moment before she finally dared to speak, “It’s such a lovely day out, such a nice breeze we are having today don't you think?” She awkwardly said, crawling her way towards Sanemi until she was next to him. Glancing down at him, she saw how he just lay there eyes closed with a hand supporting his head. Seeming to not pay too much mind to her.

“Say, do you hear that? That sounds like a bug's mating call, right? I read something about that though I'm not sure” She shyly chuckles, still not getting a peep from him.

This led on for a few minutes, her anxiously trying to carry out a conversation that he didn’t seem to care.

“You know…you could ask me a few things. Nothing is out of reach.”

“Is that so?” She was shocked to hear him suddenly speak but quickly smile while nodding encouraging him to continue.

“Well how about shutting up.”

What did he say?

“I-I’m sorry?”

“Do you not shut up for one second? Can't you see I'm not in the mood to play pretend? So why don't you do what I say and shut up.” He said, glaring at her.

“Well, you don't need to be so damn rude! I just thought, what you said in the meeting was actually true!”

“Yeah, I don't give a fuck about the meeting.” He scoffed.

She sat there, eyeing that man she was going to marry, shocked by what he said as she heard shuffling coming from in front of her. As she was about to tilt her head to look at Sanemi, she felt a painful pressure in her chubby cheeks jerking her forward to face those dull, bloodshot eyes of his.

“Let's get one thing straight: this is nothing more than an agreement between Master Ubuashiki and your old man. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't see why the Master chose me to babysit such a spoiled rich brat who hasn't lifted a finger throughout her life.”

Sanemi Shinazugawa was the exact opposite of what she expected. His once respectful, well-spoken, calm demeanor quickly changed to this sadistic, rude, incompetent, threatening, and many more things that she could go on and on about a man who stared at her as if he despised her.

“We would be nothing more than strangers who happen to be married, so don’t go making some plans. Got it.” Right as he told her that, he pushes her away making her stumble backwards and fall flat on her ass. Tears gather in the corner of her eyes while she moved away from the grumbling man as she tried to stop her tears from falling while silent ok’ing.

Sanemi's personality changed not too long after her father and Ubuashiki arrived, becoming the same gentleman that they both appeared to know.

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“You look handsome, my love.” She whispers as they walk down the aisle.

Not being able to help but gawk at what her husband was wearing. I mean this if the first time seeing him wear something besides his uniform.

“My love?” Noticing his disturbed expression, she shyly nodded.

“I just thought, since we are newlyweds, we could give each other pet names. Is that alright with you?”

Staring at where they were walking, Sanemi quickly strained out his disapproval.

“We haven't even left the damn ceremony yet. There's no need to call me a stupid pet name. Just call me by my birth name.” He grumbles out, shooting her a quick side glance before looking forward and speed-walking out of the temple.

Pain shot through her heart at Sanemi’s words, trying desperately for this marriage to work, but for that to happen, both parties must work together... right?

Well, even if Sanemi isn't having it, she definitely plans on trying.

Going one day to the demon slayer's headquarters.

With a nervous expression on her face, she wiped her sweaty hands on the side of her kimono before properly holding the carefully wrapped desert in her hand.

She prayed that Sanemi would be grateful for what she has done, maybe go out of his way and say how he loves her before giving her a kiss on the cheek -Ah get a grip girl. This is just to show him how she’s not a spoiled brat that doesn't know anything (when in reality, he caught her red-handed though she plans on proving to him that she could improve and so could he).

Making his favorite that she secretly found out by Giyu. She’s done everything from scratch, waking up before dawn and starting baking, trying her best to make something she knew little to nothing about, making multiple trials and errors.

Finally making some that looked fairly good, she couldn't help but bring some to her husband while being unaware of how she looked, having red bean paste smeared on her forehead and her hair loosened from the tie she had worn.

There he was, her husband, sweating his ass off while training young swordsmen to what she could see to death. Yet he still look as handsome as the first day she met him.

She stood in a corner waiting for them to take a break until she was sought out.

“Who is that?”

“Why is she staring at us?”

“Should we say something?”

It got to the point that even Sanemi seemed to notice that everyone was talking about something, which was pissing him off since it was disturbing his lesson.

“Oi! What the hell are you whispering about? ” He hissed, heading to the gossiping slayer, who quickly cried out, “N-Nothing sir, just wondering who is that!”

Sanemi was confused by who they were talking about, so he glanced behind him to see who it was.

For a second she saw a shocked expression on his face, before quickly changing back to a scowl. Shyly waving at him, she was about to say something to Sanemi as he was coming this way when she was cut short by him grabbing her sleeve and dragging her to the sliding doors she came from.

“What the hell are you doing here?!?”

“I-I came here to give you something.” She said struggling to keep up with him.

“Whatever it is could wait.”

“But it's something I think you would like.” Calmly collecting herself, she takes out the wrapped up ohagi. “I made it myself, I hope you like it.”

“I don't have time to play games.”

“But this isn't a game, Sanemi. Listen I mad-”

“Enough!” He shouts out, not taking count of what he has done. Slapping the wrap treats out of her hand and to the ground spilled some of them in the process.

“You look a mess, coming to this establishment so filthy and for what to give me something? Go home and clean yourself up.”

Tuning out whatever he was saying after that, she kneeled down picking up what was left. She felt her face heat up, as embarrassment overwhelmed her. Glanced up to see some of the female slayers chuckling.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you. I’ll never bother you again.” She whispers out, her voice trembling as she stands up and quickly closes the door behind her.

Slowly walking to the entrance, she stops her track when seeing the same group of girls walking by.

“Can you believe what happened? Was that girl confessing to him? That was pathetic I tell you.”

“Tell me about it, the way he just threw whatever that was she made to the ground.”

“And her weight. You could tell she's not a slayer. Where did she come from actually.”

She was disappointed to know that no one seemed to learn about Sanemi and her relationship. And how these girls could just judge her without knowing her. She grew irritated with herself, putting up a front from her father and the corporation, and how it was obvious that Sanemi would never love her. Clutching the smashed up homemade goods she was slowly losing faith.

“Well now, what do we have here?”

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She hadn't even noticed someone sneaking up behind her. She slowly backed away, looking up to see who it was.

Towering over her, was a 6ft white hair Sound Hashira who was looking back at her. Glancing towards the laughing group of girls, seeming to notice what she had heard. Not wasting a second, he heads to the group of girls who seem shocked when they notice him.

“You there, watch how you speak about others. You do not know anything about that woman you are speaking of.” He narrows his eyes, speaking with such calmness that had those girls apologizing. “As punishment, you are to do 500 pushups.”

She was shocked by what she heard, it was nice of him to do that but at the same time, she didn't need someone's pity.

“You didn't need to do that…”

“Nonsense, that was unflashy of them to say to such an adorable woman.” Uzui smile. Noticed what was wrapped in the curvy beauty's arms. “Say what do we have here?”

In a blink of an eye, she was shocked to see that the man had the bag she was carrying.

“Nothing something dumb that I made. But don’t worry about it, I plan on throwing them out so please y-you don't have to-” Before she had a chance to persuade the flamboyant man to not eat the ohagi, he quickly took one of the treats and plant it in his mouth.

“Hmm, not much flair on how it looks but it definitely has some spice to it.” He said, giving her a thumbs up with a cheeky smile.

No one has ever given her a compliment like that. Sure she has maids to compliment her but it always seemed forced, and she never had any friends so that was also a no. So when this white hair man with such a peppy attitude said that to her, her heart couldn’t help but beat fast.

“Well, I’ll let you go. Now don't go wandering off. Until we meet again.” He said, patting her on the head before walking away.

“Ok… see ya.” She was in a daze, while watching him leave. But couldn’t be more happy that she found someone that somewhat liked her.

With a smile on her face, she happily walked away unnoticed by her, that a certain Wind Hashira was eavesdropping.

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He was pissed. Far beyond it.

Those fucking glances they would give to each other just pissed him off.

It made Sanemi's lavender eyes bloodshot as he watched his dear wife enjoy herself in the little outing that members of the higher ranking were exclusively invited to, primarily with a certain slayer.

On the other hand, she seems to have noticed Sanemi’s quiet demeanor not daring to ask him why or look at him, instead focused on the person sitting across from her.

When she first came to the outing, she was speechless and in awe of meeting the Harshira’s one by one, til meeting Uzui, the sound Harshira. Shock that she was able to see him again.

“So we meet again.” He said, giving a crooked smile before winking at her. As they stood side by side, she took note of how his height towered over Sanemi's.

She greeted him back, noticing how her body was reacting: goosebumps erupted as a shivered run down her spine from his light touch, her nipples erect and a tingling sensation between her legs as he walked away.

She wasn’t surprised when hearing he had three wives, in fact she would have been shocked if he was still single.

Glancing up she was met with Sanemi’s stare, yet he didn't seem embarrassed that he was caught more like happy. Silently giving her a look she wasn't all too familiar with.

“Oi eat up, you seem much thinner from the last time we met. Here, eat this. You know what they say, the healthier the woman, the better fertile she is to have many young.” Uzui whispers, handing her a few slices of meat that he thinks she'll like.

Blushing from what he’s said, she hope no one heard that.

“Thank you.” She shyly said, taking a sip of the bitter sake that she wasn't used to as she caught Sanemi's eyes following her every movement. She was grateful no one was questioning why she and Sanemi weren't sitting next to each other.

Like she promised she would never interfere with him again, going out of her way to not be known by him when in closed door, and if needing to be together in occasion like this in particular she would sit the far opposite of where he was, but it seems this is not working for Sanemi.

“Excuse me.” Getting up from where she sat, she looks away from Sanemi's direction, not daring to look him again as she fixes her kimono before hurriedly running along out of the room. Pressing her back against the wall, she breathes out long shaky breath to calm her nerves. Honestly not knowing why her heart was beating fast and her legs were already ready to buck.

Caught in her own little world, she didn't notice the sounds of footsteps coming her way. Gasping as she turns the corner to be met by scary looking Sanemi, who pressed her soft form hard against the wall.

“San-” Before she had the chance to say anything, Sanemi’s hand reached for her mouth, covering it with his palm while moving his other hand up to his lips and signal for her to be quiet. Quickly she nodded in response, scared of what he might do to her. Keeping his hand over her mouth, he placed the other on the wall beside her head as her heart began to beat faster as his face got closer.

“Don't provoke me, I promise I won't be gentle if I find out you and Uzui have something.” Looking him dead in the eyes his jaw clenched as he finally lets go of her before walking away from the scene.

What the hell just happened?!?

Walking back to the little outing, when she open the door and was about to make her way back towards her seat a hand took a hold of hers.

“Ah, what are you-“

As she was about to say something to the person, she notice it was Sanemi who had grabbed her, side eyeing her before looking away and dragged her to the opposite side from where she sat and right down to the one next to his.

Not once saying a word. He took a plate that happen to be near and begin to grab variety of food around them before placing it down next to her.

“Eat up.” Was all he said while drinking down his sake. Not once looking her way the whole night.

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As she lay in bed agreeing with herself on how much she loathed Sanemi, the events of that day swayed her from sleeping.

Remembering how he'd pinned her and how close his strong body was next to her, how she'd caught his manly aroma for a brief second, how his hand felt on the lower part of her back when he lower her to sit that set her body on fire with want and desire. To this day, she can still feel the warmth of his body.

She buries her face in the pillow and screams into it before peeking out. She shouldn't be lusting over that jerk of a husband she has. The way he would look at her, as though he despised her. Or just plainly ignore her like she didn’t exists.

It's not fair. Why didn't her father or even Mr. Ubuashiki give her Uzui, who treats his wives right with such love and care for one another, like a big happy family. Anyone could tell he satisfied Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru emotionally, spiritually, and... sexually.

She can't help but feel envious, envious of Uzui's love for his wives. I mean, she's a female with desires, and to make matters worse, after being married and expecting them to start their new relationship, Sanemi just took a shower and went to bed next to her without even saying goodnight.

Did he have no sexual desires? Or was he seeing someone behind her back? She was too afraid to approach her husband about these allegations. As she pondered these thoughts, her hand couldn't help but delicately brush her exposed body while burying her face in the pillow she was clutching... Sanemi's pillow, to be precise.

She didn't need him. She knew how to tend to herself way before even meeting Sanemi.

Her fingers grazed against her delicate skin as she imagined those large muscular hands that could manhandle her. Her body slowly began to heat up at the notion of his hand toying with her, spreading her slick fold and assaulting her swollen clit exactly like she was doing, while he praised her body as if she were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

She takes a deep breath and shifts her position on the futon, lowering the side of her robe to knead her breasts. Her index and middle finger would pinch her tender nipple so lovingly as soft whimpers echoed throughout the darkroom as she strained to spread her legs wide while thrusting two fingers deep within her cunt, right up until a knot formed inside her.

She leaned her head back against the pillow, eyes closed to focus on the waves of pleasure shooting through her arched body all the way down to her curling toes. As the knot was quickly becoming undone, she drew her hand away, not wanting to cum too fast.

A heavy sigh leaves her lips as she whimpers to herself while gripping the same pillow she was holding before to get a whiff of the lingering scent she missed. Going back to playing with herself.

“Hm... Uzui~”

"What did you say?!?" In front of her, a hissing sound can be heard. When the sliding door opened to announce his presence, it startled her.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked up to see her husband standing there glaring at her.

"How long have you been standing there?" She cleared her throat, trying to ignore the heat that crept up to her cheeks as she struggled to hide her exposed body.

"Long enough to know who you imagine when I'm not here," Sanemi growled, glaring at his unfortunate wife.

The whole time he’s been there watching her, it was an accident at first. Just gotten home and was going to take a bath when hearing the curvy beauty in bed, peaking through the crack of the door, her face buried in his pillow and her hand between her thighs.

Let’s face it, Sanemi hasn’t had sexual relief in such a long time, just hasn’t had the time with everything going on. So he couldn’t help himself from palming his already hard cock. Just seeing her nude body and the way she knead her nipple while fucking herself was making him go insane. Everything was going perfectly until, "…Uzui~"

Then, all hell broke loose.

As she strained to respond to Sanemi's words, her lips opened and closed like a fish out of water.

"Why so embarrassed? Just a second ago, you were touching yourself with the thought of a married man." He snarls, sinking to his knees and stalking towards her. The curvy beauty scurries back as Sanemi grabs her robe collar and brings her in for a fiery kiss.

Sanemi's tongue entered her mouth, exploring every place he could reach until his lips grasped her tongue, sucking the smooth muscle, and she moaned in surprise. Her thoughts became fuzzy as she resist him, clutching the front of his uniform, until feeling the heat from his body engulf her nude one. Finally succumbing as he lowered her down on the bed, lifting her chin to get better access. Their bodies begin to melt into one another.

A loud whimper escaped from her lips as she began to buck her hips, craving some friction between her thighs. He bit her bottom lip before trailing down his down along her nude neck, peppering delicate kisses on her chest.

Feeling self-conscious, she shyly began to place her hands between Sanemi and her chest, until feeling pressure on her wrist, staring down, she noticed that Sanemi was glaring at her as though telepathically daring her to cover herself in his presence.

She quickly moved her hands away, slipping them around his back, wanting the physical affection from this touch-starved man.

She gasps when feeling Sanemi's tongue lap over her soft, sensitive breast, nibbling and sucking every spot. She ranked her fingers through his hair as the Hashira eyes slowly rolled to the back of his head from pure bliss.

His hand went lower too, gliding his finger over her slit, somewhat troubled by the fact that she was wet already. Harshly, he scatters kisses on her breast, not caring if he hurt her for a second since he plans on relieving her by toying with her pussy.

“Ah, it’s not fair. Why am I the only one naked? ” She whines, sucking on Sanemi’s thumb, which he seems to be enjoying the sight of.

Staring at the pouting curvy beauty, Sanemi grumbles to himself before quickly removing a bit of his haori with the assistance of his eager wife.

She bit her lower lip, staring longingly at her husband, in awe at what was in front of her. Scares cover his whole body, from his big chest to his naked feet. She delicately traced the fading scar on his lower tummy, unable to control herself, but her hand was snatched away from his chest and dragged forward to face him as she did so, glaring down at her.

"The hell are you doing?"

"I just wanted to feel." She says, trembling, a little startled by his unexpected tone. Sanemi's hand, which was clutching her wrist too firmly, made her grimace.

"And why would you want to do that?" He says, narrowing his eyes.

"Because... I think you're beautiful!" She blurts out, startling the demon slayer. He covers his face with his hand, as a flush spread across his cheeks.

"Damn it... You're so dumb." She sobbed out his name as he slid his fingers inside her, fingertips gleaming with her juice as he parted her folds, eager to see the pulsating bead.

Her thighs strained as he stroked her clit, rubbing slow rhythmic circles over her clit, making her quiver and clutch the teasing arm, but he stayed in place, pinned her leg down and prevented her from shutting her thighs. The long, drawn-out flicks that he was providing abruptly changed to quick strokes, with the occasional slap to her clit. Which was making her to jolt in his grip.

"Stop it, Sa-nemi. I-I want to take care of you as well." She whimpers, her fingers trailing down to the bulge in his pants as she gently pushes him away by his chest. She pouts, staring at him with her doe eyes as she unbuttons his trousers.

She couldn't stop herself from worshiping his member. He had a magnificent cock, around 7 inches long and uncut. Having a fairly decent girth with a nicely trimmed white patch along the base.

She stroked her fingers along his cock's veins, admiring how much pre-cum was leaking out from the red-sensitive tip that was driving Nemi wild. He had too much pride to cry out in absolute bliss as his pretty princess tormented his tip, stroking over and over again against his pisshole as he growled, pushing his hips away when she stuffed her finger within his foreskin touching the base of his tip.

Pulling his hand away from her insides he then begin to tease her bud.

“Ah, no... Come closer. Nemi~” She whimpers, helping herself to caress his hips, wanting him back where she could touch him. Stroking the heavy rod again, following the rhythm that he was touching her.

With a smile on his face, Sanemi was happy to know that his wife was ravishing his form with her eyes, watching him intently, barely blinking as she bit her lower lip. Though he had to admit, he was also liking the view in front of him much more than he anticipated.

She arched her back and placed her head back on her pillow, forcing him to swallow his saliva as he inserted two thick fingers back inside her. Picking up the pace, fingers curling as he drew them out and spreading them wide when they were in.

He saw her legs quivering against his thigh and used it as a cue to speed up, pounding harder while thumbing her clit.

"Hmm... No." She shakily exhales, on the edge of using her other hand to nudge Sanemi closer, much to his confusion.

She didn't waste any time staring up at her lovely husband's eyes as she bent forward to the throbbing member, lapping around the leaking tip like it was her favorite lollipop, bobbing her head down till she was halfway down.

That was enough for Sanemi to not be able to hold back, a moan slipping out as he used his free hand to cover his mouth, slowly a blush crept across his face all the way down his neck.

As her eyes were slowly crossing, from the sensation of Sanemi’s thick fingers scissoring her greedy cunt and his musky scent, which she had never really liked until Nemi’s.

Was he working out before all this?

She just hoped he was by himself and not with some other woman, because if so, she’d seduced him to not go back, suck his dick every morning before he left, and greet him when he came back with a nice proper pussy fuck while praising him for all the hard work he'd done and afterward, a nice home-cooked meal.

What is wrong with her? The once 'I hate him’ demeanor quickly changes when he kisses her.

Was she always this desperate?

Drawing away with a strain of saliva connecting her luscious lips to his fat tip, she stares at Sanemi while fondling his fat balls.

“What with the pout?” He hissed out, his balls tightening from how sensitive they were.

“I wanna kiss.”

“Is that so?” He snorts, watching her tease his length before he draws away. “Then beg for it.” He groans, gazing at her lips that were practically almost touching his.

“No…” She moans as he stares at her seductively.

“I’m not going to kiss you unless you beg for it like a good spoiled brat does.”

“You’re so mean...” She pouted, clinging to his body while tucking her head between the crook of his neck before the words slipped from her lips, saying what she craves.

“Please, kiss me. Sanemi.”

“Again.”

“I-I can't. It’s embarrassing…!” Right as she finishes saying those sentences and plans on clinging to him more, she feels him cup her face, squishing her cheeks together.

“Again.” He emphasizes, moving his face closer to her with those signature eyes of his.

God did he look hot.

“And why don't you also say, my love, just like you did at our wedding.”

‘Ah, he remembers~<3’

“Kiss me, m-my l-l-ove.”

“Hehe, good job.” He said, his breath brushing against her lips as she trembled from the sensation.

"And now for your prize." He slammed his lips against hers. As his tongue wrapped around hers, sucking the wet muscle, her mind began to go blank. She pulls away, lightly pressing Sanemis' shoulder, a strand of saliva linking them as she hurriedly whipped her mouth, unaware that her nose was bleeding.

“God, you're so cute…I could just eat you out.” He smirks while wiping the trail of blood from under her nose.

“Don't you mean you could just eat me up…”

“That too.” Surprised by her husband's words, he kissed her again while bringing her legs together.

“Hm…look at you. I’d say you want more, don't you.” He slips out hurriedly from his pants, shifting her legs upward as best as he can to her chest as she grabs Nemi’s pillow.

“Yes,” She sluggishly said, too drunk on pleasure to care what was happening.

“Just kissing wasn't enough?” He snorts, slapping his length between her slick folds before putting pressure against the entrance.

“No.” She sniffed, burying her face in his pillow. Deliciously inhaling his manly musk that lingers on the pillowcase.

“I should’ve known I would have my hands full with you. A spoiled brat, who's gonna get the worst punishment yet...” He teased, smearing his length with her leaking juice before drawing away, much to her dismay.

Sanemi drank in every soft moan she drew out when thrusting between her velvety thighs. His nose nestled in the crook of her neck, her scent invading his nostrils, not being able to control the moans that slipped out of his mouth.

Jealousy alters his entire evening solely to exemplify to his wife who she should be craving. Just the thought of her calling that damn Sound Hashira’s name while touching herself pissed him off. He was such a hypocrite to say they are nothing but strangers yet the moment her eyes begin to wonder, Sanemi’s has a whole hissy fit for her attention. Which he would never say out loud.

His cock throbs with every thrilling protest and moan she dares muster in an attempt to escape his grasp. She was well aware that it was meaningless. Leading her into a moaning frenzy, absorbing anything Sanemi decides to offer her.

Until she had enough, in a desperate need of release, whining feverishly his name and running her hands up his scarred arms and down his back, tugging him forward in a tight grip.

“Quit whining,” Sanemi hisses, taunting her as he grabs hold of her arms, pinning them over her head to stop her from touching him.

“I-I wanna cum...” She whimpers.

Sanemi nibbled at her earlobe as he continued to thrust between her thighs, his rough thrusts becoming more irregular and uncontrolled, pushing all of his weight down onto her.

His girl, his spoiled little brat, belongs to him and no one else.

“That’s not gonna happen.” Grunts filled her ears as those rough, thick fingers of his gripped her chubby cheeks again, wanting—no, needing—her to make eye contact. Before sliding the other down to her soft tummy to pinch and squeeze her chubby side.

She mewled, as her gummy walls contrasted around nothing, not finding it fair that he was having all the fun while she was suffering.

“No…!”

“Shut up, this is your punishment. You wanna call out another man's name while touching that sluty whole of yours. So you don't get to feel your fat cock brush against your insides. -Hm? You like when I said your cock? Seems you like taking ownership of your things. Too bad that is not going to happen. This cunt is MINES -this whole body is.” He growls lowly, digging his fingers in her soft flesh, making her yelp in protest.

Sure, he was mean to her, but she couldn't help but agree with what her husband said.

I mean, the first time that she met him, she instantly fell for him. She just couldn't help it, wanting to smother this man with love and affection when she saw his scarred body and those enchanting eyes of his.

Her body belongs to him and she hopes his body belongs to her.

Getting a better angle between those doughy thighs of hers, Slinging her thighs over his flushed shoulders. Shit, it felt like Sanemi was on cloud 9 with how soft her body made him feel. It almost feels like he was humping a pillow (forgive me for this imagery).

Her eyes slowly flutter shut as she allows her body to submit to the pleasure, pussy clenched around nothing as his cock slipped between her slick fold, brushing against her clit over and over again until her cunt couldn't help but squirt like never before. She whines and babbles uncontrollably, as she shyly covers her face, embarrassment waves through her when she hears the sound of Sanemi laughing. Making her spam so hard as her thighs grasp around his member while she grips the bedsheet under them.

"What's the matter, princess? Your pampered cunt can't control itself? What a pity. You just look so stupid right now." He breathes heavily against her ear. Submitting to his obnoxious words and brutal thrust, his pre-load dripping dick threatened to burst at any moment until she fell limp, surrendering to the sensation she was feeling.

She gazed into her lover's eyes, resting both her hands tentatively upon his cheeks. Catching Sanemi off guard.

“What are you looking at, brat.”

"You, my darling, I just love you so much," She says breathlessly against his lips, tears welling up in her eyes as she draws him close and glances into his eyes, stroking his damp locks away from those gorgeous eyes.

She slams her lips against his, slipping her tongue into his mouth, enjoying a full-fledged make out session with a stunned Sanemi.

Pulling away from her, he blushes and discreetly wipes his lips before spewing stuttering curses while pumping his cock.

"Tsk- don't say such foolish things so easily, Dummy." He muttered it, hips stuttering, stomach tightening as he kneaded the throbbing red tip over her soft tummy, shooting his load all over her soft skin, seeing his cum reach her swollen breast and over her chin.

“Fuck… As much as I would love to cum in that greedy pussy of yours, I don't plan on taking care of another brat when I have my hands full with one already.” He pants, kissing the leg resting over his shoulder while watching his curvy beauty touch her chin, taking some of his cum on her finger before moving it close to those luscious lips of hers, sucking her cum smeared fingers as she looks up at Sanemi.

Shit was that hot what she had done. Swallowing his saliva, he was too bewitch to say anything for a moment, only staring at her sexy sex-dazed face and those sinful lips of her that he not to long ago seen wrapped around his length.

He was hook. She finally gotten him wrapped around her finger.

“It’s ok. I know you’re a really busy man, so I won't pray you about it. Though maybe next time we could try, you know, so I won't get lonely.” She said, sitting up to clean herself off however right as she spread her legs, showing her soaked cunt Sanemi couldn’t even help himself.

“Hmm…yeah, next time…” He murmured, grasping her hip and pulling her right underneath him. Eagerly stroking his member again, before lining it to her opening.

“Nemi? -Ah!” She jolted, arching her body while gripping the pillow under her. “But, B-but-“

“Shh... there you go princess, in it goes. I know I said I wouldn’t knock you up but I think this is better for the both of us. G-Given ya a kid of your own just might tame your dumbass for the better.” He lolled out, surprising her with a loving smile as he leaned down and took her lips once again as he wrapped her thighs around his waist preparing her for what he had in store.

He struggled with expressing his feelings, especially after what happened to him and his brother when they were young. But it still didn't give him the right to be so cruel to the curvy beauty that actually wanted to be there for him. Maybe as a way of apologizing, Sanemi would have a family with his curvy wife. Hopefully, she’s down for it.

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vampi-amora · 1 year

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Al haitham x chubby fem reader

(Noncon/ weak-pathetic reader/blood-and virginity loss) Kay! these are the only warnings⚠️ . That and Al here is a bit ooc so I apologize!

So lovely…

He breathed in deeply staring down at your soft lips and doughy cheeks.

You looked so tender, so juicy.. he couldn’t help but want to take a bite out of you.

Plump and delicious features, round belly and soft, subtle legs… he leaned forward taking your lovely face in his rough hands. your sent, your eyes-you’re practically to die for as u stared in fear at the pushy man.

You couldn’t move your lips to speak, you couldn’t blink or even swallow the lump in your throat. You’re astonished and perplexed at this disgusting turn of events.

Your laying beneath this man as he caress and adore your figure, as if you were a lamb left for slaughter. you Trimble and try pushing against his toned chest, but to no avail, watching him undress your distressed form.“P..please, leave me be…” you spoke in earnestly, with sadness carrying in your deep, hollow-like voice. “Let me go…I want no part in this..”, continuing with your woes and writhing against him, he only scoffed in annoyance. Taking irritation in your weak and pathetic attempt to plead for freedom.

Honestly…you’re so childish, he thought kissing up your soft neck and squeezing at your pliable and supple legs, pushing them up to your chest-Forcing them as far as your belly would allow.

His gray hair shining in the dim night, and your fresh hot tears glistening in the moon light. “Just keep quiet. You…you were so eager-now your afraid? How come, hmm?”

He asked pausing for a second to hear your excuses. “Al haitham…I’m..im not ready okay? I’m s-scared…just-“

You couldn’t even finish your train of thought once you felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh.

Wet pre cum leaking and the heat form your pussy was intoxicating…

“Ridiculous…you expect me to believe that when your practically inviting me in?”, He asked leaning in close to kiss at your chin, then your lips.

No time to think while your muffled thoughts were being swallowed whole by this man soft lips. it just made u even more uncomfortable And being frank, your not even completely sure how you to this point. But at this moment, you couldn’t do much to avoid the inevitable…you tense up and groan when you feel his dick penetrate your pussy-you could feel the blood slowly leak from out, while your lips were still caught between his.

Tongues tangled together while sweat dripped down your forehead and chest. Your tummy, breast and hips bouncing against his as he jack hammed in your virgin hole.

Your flinching and jumping at each thrust, he didn’t even give you time to adjust or adhere to this… newfound feeling. It hurt and stung-but the sudden rush of pleasure would come and go each time. You didn’t know wether to feel disgusted because of your slight pleasure build up, or cry because should it hurt this bad??

While Your thoughts ate you alive , he leans back from the kiss and take view of the sight below him.

Your like a shy litte kitten, your hands covering your face in shame as your mewls and voice shook from the vibrations of each powerful thrust.

“Just look at you.” He grunted “your enjoying this aren’t you?”. The bastard smirked looking away then, somehow picking up the already impossible pace.

You couldn’t think anymore.

His dick kept hitting that one spot where is hurt and become sore, but slowly it started to warm you up…in a good way? You’re scared and ready for this hell to end, so you latch on to his arms that we’re holding your legs to your chest still.

“Hmm?” He glanced at your for a second, seeing how your trying to accommodate to him and he was just relishing in the fact that he making you acting so shy. He’s complacent and slightly proud when he feels his seed leak in and out your sore, used pussy as he finished inside.

“……”

After all is said and done, he pulls out. You grunt when he drops your legs while feeling the cum inside you leak out. Disgusted and unsettled, your gut wrenching when you watch him get up and put his clothes back on, as if he hadn’t just violated your very being. Tossing you aside after obtaining what he sought after…He could feel you staring, your darkened eyes looking up at him for affection? Or was that him mistaken your pitiful gaze for love… he scoffed and decided to just Adresse the elephant in the room. “I know how you feel, but trust me when I say..”, he zipped his pants back up, walking over to your tired, limp body. He pats your head gently and continued ,” I’ll be back. I already obtained what’s mine, so I can’t just let you go, or leave you be. So behave while I’m away.” Was all he said before leaving you all alone in this damned room.

#x chubby reader #genshin x reader #chubby #tw noncon #genshin smut #yandere genshin au #yandere genshin impact #plusize #vampi🦝.#al haitam x reader #dead dove do not eat #tw lemon

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fanficgirly18 · 6 months

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TADC Jax x Fem Chubby Reader| Smut (Top)

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"Alright, I feel like spanking you."

"W-what!?"

You and Jax were standing behind the circus tent's curtain. There was a contrast between you two. He was lanky and lean- where you were chubby and thick.

Everything had been fine until he said that.

"You're joking," you said.

"Nah."

He got on a knee, like he was ready to propose with a ring, and patted his thin leg.

"Over my knee~"

You were planning to run, even if you really couldn't with all your weight but he must of sensed this because his gloved hand snatched your thick arm.

"Ah-ah, toots," Jax cooed, grabbing your hand- and twisting it behind your back- and since you were in the digital world your arm bent in a inhumane way. You fell over his knee.

"L-let me go," you stammered.

"Not a chance, dollface," retorted Jax.

SMACK. His hand landed on your behind, causing it to wobble like jello- waves of jiggles over your flesh.

"You've sure got some cake."

He probably said Cake because if he tried to say anything else it would get bleeped out. Thanks to Caine's doing.

His hand rubbed your behind, where a new handprint mark was. Then his gloved fingers spread your big cheeks, finding your slit, before rubbing down there.

You felt yourself moan aloud.

"Ah, I like those sounds, toots." You felt something poke into your bigger tummy. His erection.

You gripped his pantleg, in submission.

He grinned wider- if that was possible, and then began spanking you.

SMACK. SMACK.

SMACK.

Pain and pleasure coursed through your behind up to your back, until you felt yourself on the edge.

SMACK.

Suddenly it hit you, and your cum splattered out, just as his palm made contact with your quivering bottom.

"Good girl," he taunted, "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"

#chubby reader #fanfic #chubby #fanfiction #x chubby reader #x female reader #female reader #tadc #tadc jax #jax the amazing digital circus #jax #the amazing digital circus #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #lemon #smut #top #spank

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compressingsins · 10 months

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By Me

Pairing; Byakuya x chubby f!reader

Warning; Detailed NSFW, romantic NSFW, overstimulation, shared orgasms, oral, masturbation

Word Count: 7.9k

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"I'm trying my best, Captain!"

"Is that so? You have been nothing but a disappointment, these days."

You knew how blunt your captain was, Byakuya Kuchiki, Captain of Squad 6. It nearly made you tear up though, because you always gave everything a hundred percent but the way your Captain was talking to you, it made you honestly doubt your own strengths. However though, you weren't going to argue with him.

Considering how new you were, it would take time for you to adjust and get along with your new Squad, but he wanted you perfect already, it seemed. Lieutenant Abarai was the only one to understand your position though, and it annoyed you really as your Captain didn't excuse you for that. He was treating you as if you weren't new to this Squad.

It's not like you hated your Captain or anything, but for the pass few months, three to be exact, he's been a stress magnet. Wanting you to perfect and adjust to his Squad already was really stressful, pilling a lot of pressure on you. He wanted you to have everything down pat, kido, sword training the whole nine.

You bit your lip though, suppressing the sniffle of sheer embarrassment you felt right now, as you've never been the type to disappoint. Of course you had room to train, but since he was pilling everything on you at once, it was pretty damn tough trying to focus on one thing. You could only nod as he spoke though, the words just weren't there.

"If you want to be in this Squad, improve. If I do not see improvements by next week, you will be assigned differently."

You lowered your head in shame a bit, as your Captain didn't seem the slightest bit of guilty for what he was doing, basically forcing you to push yourself to limits you couldn't accomplish in only a few days. How could you say no to him though, because one, you honestly wanted to be a part of this Squad.

It wasn't evident that he hated you, but you felt as if he didn't like you either. If that was the case, you had no idea as to why but you weren't going to ask. That wasn't your main focus, your main goal was to just push yourself as hard as you could until you met the level he wanted you at. It was a lot of pressure but what the hell...

"Ye- yes sir," Your words were stuttered, your lips trembling as you spoke. "Should I take my leave?"

You couldn't even lift your head to look at him anymore, the Captain staring down at his desk as he spoke one word.

"Go."

You bowed, turning and speed walking to his sliding door, pushing it open and quickly leaving. What you didn't know was that he stared you down as you left, watching you leave his presence and his paperwork becoming his main focus. That's until he heard a familiar voice.

"Is it really necessary to be that harsh to her?"

The dark haired male didn't look up, recognizing the source of the voice, Yoruichi, the former Captain of the Stealth Squad.

"Yes, it is necessary. She has to get better, now."

"She doesn't have to, you just want her to," A low groan came from Byakuya, feeling as if what he just told you was right. Yoruichi had her own reasons and beliefs as well, so she felt as if she could speak on them. "She's only just joined your Squad, and you're pushing her to perfect Kido and Sword Training in matters of only a week?"

"She has potential, meaning she can do it. Hollows will not allow her extra training, in battle, she will need as much training as she can get."

"Why don't you just tell her? What do you have to lose?"

The Captain didn't respond, continuing with his paperwork but he was listening. He didn't know if she was referring to what he was thinking about, but he believed that was what it was. He wasn't going to say that out loud though, because he knew the black cat knew, what he didn't know is how she knew.

"What, you think because you're her Captain, you can't have a relationship with your her? It's obvious Byakuya, you're scared-"

"Shut up."

"You're scared that she'll end up getting herself killed, so you're being overprotective."

That shushed Byakuya, his hand ceasing motion of the pen that was in his right hand, stopping all administrations to listen closely. He wasn't enjoying the conversation honestly, but he at least thought she was sorta right. Well, he knew she was right, and he knew what he felt for you was something he shouldn't be feeling.

Yoruichi knew all too well that Byakuya felt some kind of way towards you, and she found out from just visualization. He's never pushed a newbie this much in such short time, which proved Yoruichi's point that Byakuya had feelings for you. Yes he's your Captain, but it shouldn't matter as much, well at least they think.

It may be weird falling for someone that's your student, but Byakuya didn't feel weird about it. He didn't even know if his feelings were real, or was he just being desperate because of his past relationship, that occurred years ago. He was deeply in love with his wife, but it was extremely difficult for him to deal with.

"I am only doing what a Captain should, and that's better his students. ____, must get stronger, this World is no longer safe to be falling behind in training. If she wants to live, then she has to train, no matter how far I'm pushing her."

He still didn't turn to Yoruichi, but he did reply to what she said, his tone sounding one as genuine sincerity which made her believe. She still knew what else he wanted with you, but she wasn't going to mention it. He might've just really cared for the girl, but if that's the case, it confused Yoruichi as to why he cares so much, anyway.

It was okay for a Captain to want their student to provel, but pushing them so hard when they've only just joined was a bit extreme, in Yoruichi's eyes. She knew more about his feelings towards you anyways, without Byakuya even knowing, she has stalked his room while he was alone. Not like a creep, but to understand his real reasons for pushing you extremely hard.

He however, did not want to hear anymore of this, going back to writing on his paper to complete his work. Yoruichi sighed in the back, already knowing what he was about to say to her, transforming back to her cat self.

"You're dis-"

"I know, I'm already leaving."

Byakuya side eyed the black cat, staring as she stood on the window that was open from her previous entrance. The cat stayed there momentarily, looking at Byakuya as she spoke one last time, before she was ready to take her leave.

"You don't have to hold it in, Byakuya. It'll hurt you more, once she's gone."

With that, the cat jumped out the window, shutting it with her tail. His eyes stayed trained on the window, turning away and going back to his work. Those words Yoruichi spoke however, did put a ache in his chest, his hand stopping the pen from writing on the paper. Blankly, he was staring at the paper, but not reading a single word.

He was in deep thought, and it was because of Yoruichi. Byakuya honestly didn't want anything to happen to you, and it was likely that too much training would do more bad than good. He just wanted you ready for missions, once the time came, but now that he's thinking about everything he's putting you through, he understands.

With a deep sigh, the Captain placed his pencil horizontally flat across his papers, getting up to call it a night. He'd check in with you tomorrow morning, as it's already late and you're possibly already off to sleep. He would not want to disturb you at a time like this, and he could use some rest himself, actually. He was stressing himself anyway, trying to come in terms with himself.

Almost immediately when his back layed against the mattress, his eyes began shutting. He wanted to more than likely apologize for his behavior as well, knowing he acted a little out of the ordinary with his student. He didn't want you hating him of course, so he had an idea of at least trying to apologize, as he isn't the type to really do so.

It wouldn't hurt though, and Byakuya knew that, he just didn't want you seeing him turn into a big softie, some will say. He knew if he wanted to do what he intended with you, he had to be more open and not so mean.

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Thunderous moans sounded throughout a room of the Captain Barracks of Byakuya Kuchiki. He was doing it again, thinking about that certain person...

Letting his fingertips graze the underside of his cock, bracing himself once again as he tightly grasped it, slowly jerking it to let his mind wander as well. All he could imagine was ____ bouncing up and down on his cock, holding her hands as she broke down on top of him. Watching her face contort, while she slowly rode his cock dry.

Thrusting his hips up to meet her bouncing, making sure his tip collides with her cervix each time. Just the thought quickened the males pace, rumbling groans slipping from his closed mouth, his eyes sealed as well. His hand caressing his body was slowly dragging across his chest, sending shivers straight to the base of his cock, making his balls jolt with electricity.

Just imagining his long cock sinking slowly but deeply into ____, made his sack tighten, his impending high coming faster than he thought. He knew when it came to thinking about ____, his sexual desires would be there faster than usual, no matter the time nor place. He just wanted her underneath or a top of him.

Gripping the middle of his cock, Byakuya wildly began pumping quickly, his balls bouncing with each motion of his hand. He could feel the veins trailing in his cock throbbing, the pre-cum sliding down his shaft, coating him in his own clear essence of substances. It felt so much better when he naturally lubbed himself, sharp hisses coming from the sensitivity as he ran his hand across the veins of his cock, which seemed to get thicker every motion.

He gritted his teeth, his hand caressing his body slowly maneuvering to his abdomen, pressing down to add pressure so his high could come faster, that high he oh so desperately wanted. The motion of his hand also increased, his hand working extra hard to make himself burst already. The way his balls jumped added to the impending orgasm, that was so painfully close.

Byakuya finally opened his eyes, locking them onto his huge length, loving how the sheen of his pre-cum was coating the web of his hand. Licking his lips, Byakuya sat up a bit and held his shirt above his chest, so none of the substance would get on his clothes. That thought was leaving his mind though, as soon as that tight coil in his abdomen snapped, and violently.

His entire body jerked, his hand still pumping lazily with a tight grip, his eyes narrowed as the intensity of the orgasm nearly broke him. He was imagining ____ bouncing on his cock, overstimulating him as she desire, making a mess of her own insides. He let his hips buck up into his hand, his head falling back as a deep moan escaped him.

"That's it, ____..! Overstimulate me..!"

His words were something that usually slipped, when he pleasured himself to the girl. He almost always imagined her bouncing on his thick shaft, nearly crying as she complained about how big he was. He didn't know if she would though, but he knew that he could possibly have her breaking down, as she rode him.

He shook a bit, letting his head fall back forward to face his cock, his hand continuing on his softening length. Spurt after spurt jetted onto his chest and abdomen, the Captain nearly tearing up whilst he thought about her. His orgasm seemed to be more intense as he thought about her, his hold on his cock tightening.

He was practically milking himself dry, letting his cum run down his cock which made it easier to glide his hand across it. His abdomen was contracting and flexing as well, his hand stroking his entire softening length now, pushing down to his balls. A whimper came from Byakuya, his body shaking from how sensitive he was.

Once that hot chill ran through his body, he stopped moving his hand, closing his eyes before he let his back once again fall upon his bed. He could hear his heart thumping in his chest, his hand still on his cock that was limp and resting agaisnt his abdomen. His breathing was ragged, his chest heaving as he could literally feel his heart beat in the veins of his cock.

He couldn't take this anymore, because he wanted to be with ____. He's tired of sleeping without her next to him, and he's tired of stressing himself because of that too. The Captain was just doubtful of what you'd say, not knowing how she'd take confession, but it was worth a try. ____ meant so much to the Captain, and it could be worse... right? The worse she can do is deny his feelings, which would be pretty heartbreaking...

Just that thought itself pained him a bit, hoping for the best tomorrow, when he confronts her. If she denies him, he doesn't even want to think about how that'll feel...

~~~

There you go, kid! You're doing great, just keep going!"

Your adrenaline rush was so high right now, your Lieutenant screaming at the top of his lungs, pumping you up to keep you going. Your Captain was there too, but he wasn't saying anything, just standing there with his arms crossed over his chest and closed eyes. It was just you three, Renji trying his best to better you, and help you.

Captain Kuchiki was the one who decided this early afternoon training, and it honestly didn't bother you, just because you knew you needed the training. Besides, you prepared yourself last night, just to wake up early and train. It was already in your plan and you was originally going to train by yourself, but your Captain insisted.

You honestly just straight up welcomed it, even if he wasn't helping you, but his mere presence strived you to push yourself harder. Your Kido was improving really quickly, making you honestly feel great about your skill. You were already talented but with the extra work, you were getting even better and it impressed you.

You were training ever since twelve in the afternoon, and now it's four, which has been a long time. You were honestly a bit tired, but you didn't want to stop, hearing your Captain's voice behind you which ceased your movements. Looking behind you, you eyed him, seeing as he was still in his current position.

"That is enough for today, ____. Renji, you are dismissed, relieved for the evening. ____, in my Barracks, now."

Instantly, your happiness died down, your smile dropping to a frown of sadness and disappointment. Lieutenant Abarai looked down at you, a smile displayed across his face whilst he eyed you. He felt so bad honestly, but he didn't know what Captain Kuchiki intended for you, so he didn't know if feeling bad was correct.

Captain Kuchiki left almost instantly, not even giving you or Renji anytime to reply, just flashstepping away. It bothered you thinking that you didn't impress him as much as you thought, and at the beginning, you thought you were doing so freaking well...

Renji placed a hand a top your head, considering how much taller he was than you, your head tilting up to look the red haired male, in the face. The Lieutenant ruffled your hair, letting the strands thread through his fingers, your sad eyes changing a little. Your frown was also dying, but you were still sad a bit.

"Don't worry, ____. I'm pretty sure it isn't as bad as you're probably thinking."

"Maybe but... he always seems so disappointed in me Renji, it just gets stressful. Sometimes I wanna just stop training, when he's like this with me."

"Don't let your thoughts get to you, he's not disappointed in you at all. Well... hopefully he's not, I personally don't think so. It's kind of hard to impress him, so just give it some time. For now, you might wanna report to him like he asked."

"Yeah, you're right. I'll catch up with you later then, if you wanna continue training?"

The red head nodded, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked down at you, smiling cheekily as if giving his word.

"You know it! I'm ready when you are, so just be prepared because this time, we're clashing against each other!"

You smiled, the two of you turning away at the same time, different directions you both went. Your nerves began striding up, adding tension to your beating heart that was bamming in your ears. He was the type of person you'd always get nervous and quiet around, just because you're slightly scared of what he has to say.

He was so unreadable, and that's why you always get the worse idea's whenever he did something like what he just did. You could flash step, so it didn't take a World trip to reach his barracks, your hands shaking as you were about to knock, but was interrupted when the sliding door opened itself, the person who did it coming into view.

It was your Captain, who was looking down at you, and you were trying so damn hard not to be nervous. A smile pulled at your lips, trying to show him that you were okay at least, but he saw right through that forced smile. He didn't speak on it, however, just moving his body to the side to let you in, his eyes watching you intently.

That made you even more nervous, taking your steps into his Barracks, standing in one place awkwardly. He walked pass you, the sound of his door closing meeting your ears.

"Relax, it's just us."

His deep voice sent a chill down your spine, your body jolting with a shock of surprise, but you still were unmovable. He sat at a table, with other seat across from his, gesturing for you to come over and sit which you nervously did. You've never really had one on one times with your Captain, so you were practically shaking in your shoes.

You sat across on your knees and shins, both your hands on your thighs, trying your best to calm down. He was drinking some beverage, both his eyes closed as he sipped it. Once he put his cup down, his eyes were focused and practically piercing through your skull, making you stiffen and your heart drum.

"I'm assuming, you're wondering why I've brought you here, correct?"

"Yes! I mean, yes sir..."

Your outburst was to be expected, Byakuya not even flinching from it. He knew you were nervous, and on the inside deep in a abyss of thoughts, Byakuya found it to be cute. His eyes closed again, now you finally looking at the Captain, since he was no longer looking at you, relieving some nerves from your veins, just a tad bit.

"I am not disappointed in you," His words caused a gasp to escape your throat, your eyes widening as you listened, "You are my newest student, yet you're surpassing all of my older ones. I am willing to admit, ____, I am impressed."

Your entire face lit up, your smile stretching from ear to ear and Byakuya opening his eyes to look at you, finding your smile really cute. He was thinking about what he did last night, and he knew this was a better time than any. He wasn't really a shy man when it came to women, even if he hadn't been with one in a while.

He cleared his throat, eyeing you down even though you weren't necessarily paying attention. Sitting across his him, you were telling him how you appreciated him for saying that, because you honestly thought the complete opposite. The only thing Byakuya didn't know how to do was confess to you, but he had an idea.

"A couple of years back, I was married."

Your words stopped flowing, confused and thinking if you heard that right or not. If you did hear that correctly, why was he telling you this, and at a time like this? You honestly didn't know, but you did care to listen. You did hear something about him being in a past relationship, but that was all and you didn't bother getting details.

"Once she left me, I was broken. It was so sudden, hopeless to think that she'd win that battle of sickness. I was strong for her, but it was not enough. She did fight, however, paining me when she passed away-"

His words saddened you, but that was kind of a background on why he was the way he is now, you think at least. It seemed like a logical reason, though it wasn't in your mind to question him on that. He seemed a little hurt, which also made you sad for him, even if you didn't know why he was telling you this.

"You wonder why I push you, strictly because I do not want you to get yourself killed, once I start sending you outside of the Soul Society."

"It's only natural for a Captain to push his students, but why me? I mean, I've seen how you've treated everyone else in the Squad, and it's no way near how you treat me."

The male looked down, deeply inhaling as his eyes shut, both arms crossed over his chest. You gulped just at the sight, thinking he was about to say something you possibly wouldn't like, just because this is his usual position.

"You are my student, as I am your Captain, ____. It isn't professional, but I've... taken an interest in you."

Dumbfounded, you sat there staring at him, your eyes slowly widening as his words seemed to be delayed, meeting your ears and making your heart jolt like crazy. Was he serious, or were you delirious from your nervousness? Your mouth wouldn't even form words, just because you were speechless in all honesty.

"Former Captain Yoruichi has acknowledged me of my feelings, feelings that I wasn't quite sure of. It is correct to say, I push you because I want you to get stronger, strong enough to fend for yourself when I'm not by your side. I do not wish for you to die in battle, neither from sickness. I've come to terms with my feelings, and can honestly say that... I love you. It is sudden, in a matter of months, though I do."

You listened to everything he said, trying to figure out if this was real or not. Your Captain, Byakuya Kuchiki, one of the strongest Captains in all of the Soul Society... loves you? And out of everybody, you couldn't figure out, why you? You were so befuddled that you didn't even realize he was staring at you as he spoke, his words seemed genuine.

You didn't expect this to be your conversation with your Captain, when he told you to come to his barracks. You were so shocked, as it was silent for a bit, because you honestly didn't know what to say, but Byakuya could completely understand. He just dropped a huge bombshell on you, who wouldn't react like that?

"Captain... I don't know wha- what to say..."

"Do not say anything, ____. Let me show you."

The Captain stood up, taking strides over to your body before he stood behind you, your heart thumping in your chest becoming an offbeat drum in your ear. Byakuya began to drop to his knees, snaking his arms under yours to reach your waist, as he sat down and pulled you against him. You were sitting on his lap, with his arms around you.

His left hand went to your chin, grasping it and turning it so you could face him. Your heart was beating so damn fast you thought it could explode, and Byakuya could tell you was nervous, the way your entire face nearly turned red showed it. He released your chin, using that same hand to take yours in his.

As he stared at you, you saw nothing but passion and love in his eyes, none of his actions seeming false. That's what made you even more nervous, because you honestly do find your Captain extremely attractive, but you never thought you'd end up getting a confessing from him. You didn't even know if this was okay, but you still held his hand, honestly loving his affection.

"May I kiss you, ____?"

You stared at the man, feeling as your entire heart was yearning for Byakuya. You didn't know if you were desperate, or genuinely wanted his affection, just because your past relationships weren't that good. Terrible to be exact, and you honestly didn't want that to reoccur, however, your Captain seemed to be honest with his words.

"Ye- yes... yes you may, Captain."

"Please, call me Byakuya."

Before you could reply to that, his lips were on yours and damnit if it wasn't the best feeling ever. You couldn't help but to relax into him, the warmth of his body heightening your relaxed mind, as this was your first kiss. The kiss was so sweet, Byakuya letting only your lips press together, a single tear escaping your eyelid.

Once he pulled away, you took a moment to bask in his touch, both your eyes opening to lock onto each other. He saw that tear streaming down your face, his arms around you tightening, like he actually didn't wish to ever let go. You've never been touched like this either, so your body was shaking a bit, which he felt.

"Why are you crying?"

His question sounded as one of sadness, your eyes looking down at his chest before going back up to his face, trying your best to think of some words to speak. He was being a gentlemen, letting you do as you must, just so you could reply to him.

"I just... that was my first kiss, Cap- Byakuya. It was only a single kiss but yet... it made me feel like... like I love you... too."

Both your eyes were locked, Byakuya inching closer to you to enclose on your lips once again, this time you easily relaxed into it. He was so warm but once his hands started traveling your body, groping your soft flesh, you pushed at his hard chest. He looked up at you, seeing the fear in your eyes that was to be expected.

He knew what he was doing, but he couldn't help it because he wanted you. He wanted to claim you, forever make you his, but he wasn't going to force you to do it.

"____, I will not do something you aren't comfortable with. If you'd wish for me to stop, I have no problem with it. We can wait, until you're ready, but I would like to know your answer. Would you allow me to love and protect you, for as long as I live?"

You couldn't help how you felt so whole, even with how sudden this confession was. You honestly felt like this is what you wanted, but it scared you just because you didn't know what the future would hold. Would he leave you for someone else, or would he leave you once he's tired of you? Your insecurities were the reasons, for these questions.

You honestly didn't know Byakuya could be this affectionate, but you liked this side of him. He hasn't spoke to you this much, even when you first joined his squad, he hasn't. However, you believed everything he was saying because you've never seen him act like this towards anyone else, you knew it wasn't just a thought.

He was serious about what he was saying to you, it was as clear as day. You couldn't be more happier, nodding before you spoke.

"Yes... I'd love that... Byakuya."

For the first time, you saw your Captain smile, it wasn't too big but enough to warm your entire heart. You held onto his hand, just before he let go to turn your body to face him. This position made your lower regions brush up agaisnt him, bringing a crimson red to your cheeks. He didn't seem to mind though, letting his hands rest on your lower back.

Both of you were just staring into each other's eyes, but that's until you felt it again, felt him. You wanted to look down, but then again, you were still so scared. He could tell you were, watching as you would start to randomly look around in the room, searching for nothing but obviously something to distract your body.

He couldn't help but think of how cute you were, being all shy around him, well... against him. He did stop his actions earlier, but you kind of wish he didn't. Not because you were horny or anything, just because you've been craving someone's touch and when you're so close like this, you couldn't help but want him more.

You took your lip in between your teeth, Byakuya's eyes watching your actions with amusement. It was an embarrassing thought to you, but you wanted him... you needed him, at the moment. This is honestly, all you've ever wanted your ideal partner to be like.

"Byakuya..?"

"Yes, My Love?"

You were nearly dying at the sound of that, your mind screaming at you to convince you that, yes he just said that.

"Can we...," You sighed, trying to get your words out that embarrassed you, "Can we take it to the next step... right now?"

You looked at him as you said that, seeing his cheeks dust faintly before it quickly went away, his hand going back to grab yours. He pulled your hand up, just before placing a soft romantic kiss to the back of it, running his thumb over it.

"Whenever you are ready, ____. Do not think we have to do this now, for I will wait on you."

You smiled at this, nodding as you took in your new possible lover's words. You were still worried about the future, even if it shouldn't matter as much, when it hasn't even came yet. You were always thoughts ahead, but your mind brought you back into the present.

"I'm ready, now. I wanna do this, with you Byakuya."

Byakuya placed a kiss to your forehead, gently rubbing over it before he picked you up, standing up and placing you back down on his bed laying on your back. Your hands were crossed over your chest, watching Byakuya's every move before he shifted his body on top of yours, hoisting your legs up on his hips as you two looked into each other's eyes.

You never thought you'd ever see your Captain act like this, giving his layed back personality, never thinking that he'd fall for you. This would be the last thing you'd think would happen between you and your Captain, but crazier things have happened in your life. You didn't notice how much you craved his touch, until his hands slid underneath the fabric of your kimono, ghosting his fingertips across your warm flesh.

A warm and pleasant shiver trailed throughout your body, his hands pushing up the end of your clothes to expose your meaty legs. You didn't want him to see your figure honestly, thinking he wouldn't like it so that's why you gripped his wrists, causing a hum to resonate from his throat his eyes trailing to your face.

"What is wrong, My Love? Do you want to stop?"

"No, it's not that. I- I just don't want you to... take off my clothes and not like what you see..."

Your words came out as a near whisper but he heard you clearly, staring at your face with his usual unreadable expression.

"Why would I not, ____?"

You gulped and looked away from his face to distract yourself from hurting as you spoke the words you've always deceived.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm... y'know, fat..."

A quiet gasp came from the male who was between your legs, still being unmovable which nerved you even more. You could never tell what your Captain was thinking, as you heard his voice though, you looked back at his face.

"You are perfect, ____. I am well aware of your physique, I've always found you beautiful. There is nothing wrong with being plus sized, My Love, as it is more for me to love. Do not feel as if I do not find you attractive, ____, you are perfect and for my eyes only. I love you."

Honestly, the tears that were stinging your eyes were from pure happiness. You didn't think Byakuya would be this loving and caring, warming your heart because you've never recieved this kind of affection from anyone. Once or twice you've been titled beautiful, but you never felt as if their words were genuine at all. When Byakuya said it though, it felt like he meant that and more.

"Can I proceed, ____?"

You only nodded, letting his hands travel back to your legs to uncover them. The cold air grazed them, sending a shiver through your body and making your head turn, thinking that he still didn't like what he saw. That's until you felt his hands give your thighs generous squeezes, loving how your flesh felt in his hands.

You looked down at the black haired male, seeing him lower his head to your thigh, before feeling him plant a five second kiss there. He was being so genuine with everything he was doing to you, and you honestly felt as if you were falling for him way too fast. It couldn't be helped, when you haven't really recieved this kind of affection, before.

He was sweeter than he let on and showed, you wouldn't expect him to be like this. You were a little timid with how close he was to your heat, that was probably on display to him. Once his right hand inched closer to your most private area, he stopped and your breath hitched, a little scared of this situation escalating even if you initiated it. His eyes went back to your face that made your cheeks heat up.

So handsome...

"May I?"

You knew what he was asking for, seeing as his eyes went to in between your legs before darting back to your beautiful face. You were nervous, but you honestly craved his attention and affection, really wanting him to touch you.

"Please, Byakuya."

He slid the lower half of your kimono to rest over your stomach, exposing everything that was covering those parts. You flinched once his hand went to your lower regions, grasping the middle of your soaked panties to slide them to the side. Everything was going so fast but your mind and body already convinced you that you wanted this.

Merely jerking, once his thumb was pressing down on your clit.

"Bya-"

"It is okay, My Love. If we are to do this I must prepare you ahead of time, as I do not wish to hurt you. Just relax, it's only me and you."

Everything that he said seemed to expand your heart with more love for him, but you layed on back, trying your best to relax. You felt his thumb remove from your clit, using his other fingers to slide through your folds, causing a warm pleasurable chill to tingle your spin.

No one has ever touched you in such sinful ways and when he did it, it almost instantly took all your fears away. Once his head started to lower to your heat though, you grasped his head which made the male look back up to your face, knowing exactly why you stopped him.

"____, Love, just lay back. Do not be nervous, we are doing this together. Your virginity is well known, to me. This will prepare you for me, then again if you want to stop, we still can."

Even when you've came this far, he was still so caring and thinking of you before himself. It was such a nice and heartwarming thing you thought, and you honestly didn't want him to stop bit since you're inexperienced, it just bothered you a bit. Not that you thought you would regret this.

"No Byakuya, I want you to continue. I'm just a tad bit nervous..."

"Yes, I know. I will not let this be an bad experience for you, it will be memorable forever. Try to relax," His eyes trailed back to your sopping pussy, your face heating instantly. "You're so wet, ____. So beautiful."

His head lowered back between your legs, your eyes focusing on his face as his eyes were still locked with yours just before his tongue grazed your heat. It made you gasp, shivering as he glided his tongue between your folds to collect your sweet nectar that was now his.

Even if he just started, it already felt heavenly when his tongue started digging in, his fingers also pushing in to give your opening preparation to him. It was slightly painful due to how new you were to this type of affection, but you didn't stop him because the wet tongue that was agaisnt your clit made the pain shallow.

Your head hit the pillows underneath you, a whine escaping your lips once he stopped all his actions on your body. You looked back to him seeing as he was already staring up at you, his usual expression apparent on his features.

"Look at me, ____. I want you to watch as I pleasure you, My Love."

That heated your cheeks, keeping your eyes on him before his mouth once again latched onto your drenched cunt, suckling as much of your juice as he could. He was already staring up at you as he dug into your sweet essence, letting his tongue drag agaisnt your juicy heat.

Your eyes were threatening to shut just to ride out the waves of pleasure that was being inflicted upon you, though you kept them open. His right hand grasped your thigh, pushing it agaisnt the side of his face and pulling your body agaisnt his mouth, letting his tongue press deeper into your clit.

His fingers were still pumping in you as he feasted on you, drinking all your juices out of you watching the way your face contorted a bit. His tongue was really warm, and his fingers were thick as they stimulated you when he pushed them in and out of you.

His mouth was covered in your juices already, your chest heaving due to the pleasure. He lifted himself up and pulled away from your body, though his fingers continued pumping in and out of your body, coating his fingers in your essence. He was loving how you were reacting to his administrations.

"Does this feel good, My Love? Cum, if you want."

You're glad be said something, because you were already insanely close. His mouth was once again latched onto you, both his hands grasping your thighs separately to pull you agaisnt his face. He was eating you like he honestly wanted to consume your every being.

Your hands went to his hair, gripping the black locks making Byakuya groan agaisnt your heat, sending vibrations through your bones. It rattled your insides, tingling your nerves as you nearly screamed for him.

He only just started and yet you were already so close to that high that was inching closer, and fast. He let his hand trail back to your clit as he slowly began massaging your clit, now your body arching into his mouth, causing the licks of his tongue to fasten.

Your grip on his hair tightened, making the male buck his hips to try and relieve the tension in his cock. He was extremely hard, feeling his slit already leaking a decent amount of pre-cum. It made him hiss and groan agaisnt you, sending extra vibrations that shook your walls.

It didn't take long for your snug walls to tighten, around nothing, the tongue of Byakuya harshly flicking against your clit, forcing more of your juices to pour from your pussy. You tensed and jerked once your release broke over you, your hands in his hair harshly gripping it.

"Byakuya..! I'm cumming..!"

He knew that and continued to slurp up your juices, forcing you to nearly ball up and curl underneath him. His thumb on your clit was harshly rubbing, overstimulating your body to an extent that you could hardly handle.

"Byakuya..!"

He removed his mouth from you continuing to slowly caress your sweet pussy, loving how your juices sprayed out of you. You were trembling and shivering whilst that delicious and intense high broke over you, shaking your bones and warming your entire body.

You didn't even notice when his body was removed from you and as you opened your eyes, your eyes feasted on his now nude body. This was a sight you never thought you'd see and when you saw it, it made you even more aroused but when you saw IT... your entire body tensed.

Byakuya was so big down there, visually you could see the pulsing veins throughout his cock. You could still feel your first orgasm washing over you, watching as he settled himself in between your thighs once again. Both his hands were placed on both sides of your head, looking deeply into your eyes as a moan escaped you once his tip brushed agaisnt your sensitive clit.

You could still feel the aftermath of his tongue on your clit, causing shivers and tingles to surge throughout your body. Byakuya's fingers once against slide slowly through your folds, your hands going to his shoulder to brace yourself for the sensitivity flowing through your veins as he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"You do not have to undress, for this My Love. I'm content with doing it as you are."

Again, tears were threatening to escape your eyes because of how sweet he actually was. But you wanted to at least expose some of yourself to him, opening up your kimono but leaving layed on your shoulders. He could see your stomach, breast and chest, his mouth nearly watering just at the pure sight of your body.

You thought he didn't like your plump stomach, but his lips tenderly kissed it, kissing each stretch mark that he could see. You couldn't help but smile down at him, as your heart felt like it was nearly bursting with more love for him. You honestly felt like you hit the jackpot, with Byakuya.

It no longer felt wrong anymore, you honestly feeling as if you were meant to be with him.

"I love you, ____."

"I love you too, Byakuya. Please... continue."

Your words came out hesitantly, as he maneuvered back up to your body, taking both of your hands in his and placing them agaisnt the sides of your head. He looked down and so did you, both your eyes watching as he used his hips to guide himself to your drenched hole.

You cringed once that thick tip nudged your snug hole, then and there Byakuya could tell it would be a tight fit to push through. He braced himself though, also squeezing your hands once he started to push in, your eyes clenching tightly due to the intrusion.

His eyes trailed back to your face, watching you as he sunk more of that stiff cock in. Your hands squeezed his hands tightly, ceasing the movements of his hips. He lowered his head to your neck, placing soothing kisses that were calming your nerves.

His lips always calmed you down, feeling his hips sinking starting to push back into you, breaking the tender rings of your walls. It wasn't as painful once his lips were grazing your throat, your walls relaxing a bit which allowed him to slide in easier. Your tight grip on his hands stayed though, because you could already feel him reaching the deepest depths inside you.

Quiet moans escaped Byakuya, whilst loud ones traveled up from your chest. It took him a while to bottom out but once he did, it felt like absolute heaven, even for you. Coming up from your neck again, Byakuya kissed your forehead as he pulled all the way out, watching your reaction as he slowly sunk back in.

You were practically screaming due to the hard way he thrusted back in, that bulbous tip bashing your cervix until it gave way, allowing him to practically fuck into your womb. He didn't look away from you for a second, even if your eyes were closed while he sunk slowly yet deeply into you.

You bucked your hips into his to feel the full impact of his hips, that thick cock deliciously reshaping your walls to fit like a puzzle that he could only complete. You both were already on edge as both your hips met each other in full impact, causing violent electrifying pleasure to fill your veins.

He was moaning in your face, your moans being louder than his however.

"____, you feel so... so good..!"

You could only moan and jerk from the harsh pounds of his hips, Byakuya letting out deep moans as he only moved faster and harsher, both your hands squeezing each other's tighter. His lips were again on your neck, trailing his tongue over as much skin as he could.

That pressure inside you was winding quickly, your back arching into his chest that caused his hips to harshly smack into yours, your juices spraying out and around his thick cock. The coil that was tightly wounded inside you harshly snapped, Byakuya gritting his teeth once his burning hot seed jetted into you, intensifying your orgasm that shook your entire body.

"Byakuya..!"

"You do not have to undress, for this My Love. I'm content with doing it as you are."

It no longer felt wrong anymore, you honestly feeling as if you were meant to be with him.

"I love you, ____."

"I love you too, Byakuya. Please... continue."

He was moaning in your face, your moans being louder than his however.

"____, you feel so... so good..!"

"Byakuya..!"

His hips continued though, thrusting through both your orgasms, overstimulating you and him. His hands took both of yours into his once again, pressing them down against the bed while his hips continued sizzling your brain to a fuzzy mush of pleasure, due to the crazy easy his cock sunk into you. He managed to quickly fuck another orgasm out of you, his mouth latching onto your neck to sink his teeth into it.

~~~

"Just keep cumming, for me My Love."

This was exactly what he wanted and now he had it, had you. His rapidly thrusting hips along with his thumb caressing your overly sensitive clit nearly had you delirious with so much pleasure you've never felt in life. His hips were slow though, but he was still pushing in deep, hitting your cervix each time. You pulled him down onto you, moaning into his ears, the words he loved dearly.

"I- I love you... so much... Byakuya..!"

"We will be together forever, ____."

~~~~~

So this story was too long to detail the NSFW, but I can always make that separately if you enjoyed this.

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sanjismywhore · 1 year

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Bathroom Sink pt. II

Carlos Oliveira x Chubby reader

CLICK HERE FOR: Part I

(AFAB plus-size reader)

Warnings: NSFW, passionate mirror sex

Translations (Portuguese BR):

Querida = Dear/Darling

Vou meter em você ate você gritar meu nome = I'll fuck you until you scream my name

Você é minha = You are mine

Amor = Love

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Carlos ground his hips roughly against yours, further emphasizing his point.

Your lips parted to let out a soft gasp as his clothed erection rubbed directly against your swollen clit. He was doing this on purpose, trying desperately to drive you insane with pleasure until he could fuck you senseless. It was working, as usual.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him close for a rough kiss. Carlos chuckled against your lips, pressing his body harder against you. “Needy, huh?” He said between kisses. You could only scoff in response, hands running through his hair and tugging it hard. He let out a loud grunt, smirking, “Okay, okay.” His hand tapped your thigh as he leaned in close, trapping your body between him and the mirror. “I’ll give you what you need, querida.”

His hands maintained a firm grip on your plush thighs as he lifted you off of the counter. He gently brought you back to your feet, capturing your lips for another deep kiss.

He pressed you up against the sink, grinding his crotch against your lower half. The friction felt wonderful, sending shivers down both of your spines. Your breath hitched when he started to move again, his mouth now traveling south down your throat. His hands settled at your waist, gently running along your stomach and lower back as he turned your body around.

You found yourself facing the mirror once again. In the mirror’s reflection, you watched Carlos pepper kisses on the back of your neck and shoulders. His hard body pressed firmly to your back, gently rutting his hips against your backside. “Gonna give you all of me.” He murmured between pecks, “Think you can take it?” His eyes flickered to look at you through the mirror, searching for any sign of approval.

You smiled, biting your lip to keep from giving into the temptation of moaning. “Mhm.” You gave him a slow nod, arching your back against his chest. Carlos grinned, moving one hand down to palm himself through his pants and squeezing your ass with the other.

“Vou meter em você ate você gritar meu nome.” He growled lowly, reaching into his pants and pulling out his large cock.

He gave his length a few slow pumps as he lightly smacked it against your ass. Using his free hand, he hooked his thumbs under the hem of your underwear and slid them down your legs.

“Brace yourself.” He whispered softly, spreading open your cheeks with one hand, continuing to stroke his length with the other. A low groan escaped his lips as he admired the sight of your puffy, dripping cunt. His work from earlier really paid off once he finally slid himself inside you. You stretched around him with ease, barely feeling any discomfort as his thick cock filled you.

He was so big that you could easily get lost in him, even if you were trying not to enjoy it. Carlos pushed against you slightly, his tip brushing against your walls. His fingers danced across your bare skin, leaving behind tingles wherever they touched.

Your brows furrowed with pleasure as you emitted a soft moan, rolling your hips involuntarily. He grit his teeth, hissing at your movements. “Fuck…” The both of you groaned in unison. His head tilted downwards, both of his hands now resting at your hips. He leaned against your shoulder, planting gentle kisses on your bare skin as he slowly began thrusting in and out of you.

The sound of your heavy breathing was getting more and more prominent. He kept his gaze locked onto your face, watching every contour and curve as you moaned with each movement he made.

His long, deep strokes were overwhelming, dragging every single inch of pleasure from your core. The tip of his cock would hit your g spot momentarily before his hips slowly pulled away from yours, repeating the process. You couldn’t help but close your eyes and relish in the feeling of his touch, his body against yours. Your bottom lip was sucked between your teeth as you struggled to control your noises.

Feeling his large arms wrap around your front, you let out a soft moan. Carlos bit his bottom lip, letting out a low chuckle. “Look at you. So beautiful.” He cooed. You opened an eye, staring directly into his through the mirror. They were dark and clouded with lust, yet somehow made your body tremble under his gaze. “Você é minha.” He whispered, planting a seductive kiss on your neck. Your cunt fluttered around his cock as you let out another moan.

He hugged you close to his body, beginning to pick up the speed of his thrusts. They weren’t took quick, nor were they too hard. Just enough to keep you in the moment, driving you higher and higher. The two of you continued to make eye contact in the mirror as he slammed himself into you, your moans becoming louder.

Your hands balled into fists as they clawed against the counter. He was deep. So, so deep. Your eyes couldn’t focus as they rolled back, still lidded. His mouth latched onto the area between your neck and shoulder, gently kissing and biting the skin. You felt one of his hands tenderly caress your stomach as the other traveled lower. The feeling of his fingers gently teasing your clit caused you to buck into his hand. “Don’t tease…” You begged with a gasp.

He silently obeyed, immediately pressing his fingers against the sensitive bud in a circular motion. You gasped loudly, your knees weakening beneath you, “Yes. Yes!” You whimpered. Carlos smiled proudly, slowly changing the intensity of hid thrusts and slamming into you. You clenched your jaw, pushing against the cold counter-top.

His cock throbbed inside you as his hips bucked against yours. He moaned into your ear, causing the heat in your stomach to burn wildly. In response to his moan you only moaned louder, signaling that you enjoyed hearing his noises.

“Fuck, you feel so good…” He gasped, placing his mouth over the shell of your ear. “Gonna make you cum so hard.” He moaned again, the vibrations making you shudder and grind yourself against his groin. He kissed your ear lobe before pulling away. He looked at you in the mirror once again, his hand still rubbing circles against your clit. His face fell into seriousness once he saw how hard you were gripping the edge of the counter top.

He leaned into you, placing one hand on top of yours. “Doing alright, amor?” His voice sounded rough, husky as he spoke. You nodded vigorously, taking one of your hands off the counter and placing it over the hand that was massaging your clit—pressing it harder against it. Carlos let out a soft grunt, sucking at your neck and biting your shoulder.

The action made you squirm in pleasure as your entire body ached for more of him. “Fuck.” You huffed, mouth falling open. Carlos reached up, grabbing your chin and turning your head so he could plant a heated kiss on your lips. He held the kiss for longer than expected, enjoying the way your tongue eagerly explored his lips.

He moved faster, his hips slamming into your ass hard enough that you could feel vibrations through your entire body. When his cock reached a particular deep spot, you released a loud cry of his name. “Carlos! Fuck, right there.”

The loudest moan ripped from his throat. He loved every sound that came from your lips. “Fuck yeah, say my name.” He growled, somehow getting rougher and rougher with his movements. You cried as he pressed deeper, his pace quickening with much intensity. It felt like you couldn't breathe, unable to control yourself. “Carlos, baby…please don't stop…" You trailed off, gasping for air as he remarkably picked up the pace.

Your release was nearing quickly thanks to how good Carlos was fucking you. His lips, his movements, his fingers, his words, his dick; every part of him made you unravel in his arms.

Each thrust sent sparks through your body, making the sensation even more unbearable. Your legs were visibly trembling with pure exhaustion. As a matter of fact, your whole body was shaking, your mind was filled with nothing but pure bliss. Your vision blurred slightly as you tried to regain focus on Carlos’ reflection. His eyes were heavily lidded, brows furrowed and mouth slightly open as the most delicious moans and grunts escaped him. “(Name)….” He moaned.

Pleasure had consumed the both of you. The tension between the two of you was almost tangible. You felt lightheaded, like you were floating in a pool of molten honey. Your body felt limp, as if it weighed nothing. All you wanted was more, even if it was just temporary gratification. Suddenly, you noticed Carlos grip the counter in front of you with one of his hands.

His other hand was busy furiously rubbing your clit, desperate to make your release as pleasurable as humanly possible. His hips jerked forward in an intense rhythm, throwing you over the edge. You cried out his name once more, your pussy clenching tightly around his own throbbing length.

“Shit….(Name),” He groaned, shifting his hips slightly as his legs began to ache. His thrusts were growing sloppy; his release was nearing.

Your body shivered against him. Your legs quivered, knocking agasint the wood of the lower cabinets. “Gonna cum soon...” Carlos asked in a low grunt, lazily planting kisses to the side of your face. “You close?” He muttered, sounding almost out of breath. Your head hung back, eyelids fluttering closed. “Mhm” You huffed, “please just finish me…”

His thrusts came in short, rough movements. “Yes ma’am.” He grunted, his chest rumbling against your back. At this point your clit had been abused by his fingers to no end. your hips moving frantically both against his hand and hips, sending waves of pleasure through your body. You couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, behind your eyelids, as you approached heaven. You were coming. Hard. A loud, broken moan roared from your throat as every part of your body clenched and convulsed.

The tightness built within you, your walls tightening around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure shot through your body.

Carlos’ rythym never faltered, his hands squeezing every inch of you as he pressed harsh kisses to your nape. “Where do you want it.” He asked quickly, warning you that he was close to cumming.

You reached an arm behind you to hold onto his shoulder and neck, turning your face towards him. “Inside.” You whimpered.

He didn’t hesitate to slam his hips down hard, burying himself completely inside of you as he reached his peak. Carlos’ body jerked, releasing thick, hot ropes of cum within your tight walls. He moaned once again, releasing a loud grunt that echoed throughout the room. Your back arched, your breathing heavy as you gripped his neck tighter.

You stayed perfectly still for several minutes, panting heavily as you recovered from your release. Your heart pounded violently in your chest, making you feel nauseous. He buried his face into your hair, breathing heavily. “Damn...” He cursed out of breath, “You are something.”

He released his hold, giving you the freedom to finally move—though your body nearly went limp. You slowly turned around to face him, reaching your hands up to cup his cheeks. “That’s my line.” You groaned, pulling his face closer to yours. “I can’t feel my legs.” You mumbled before kissing him softly.

He chuckled in the kiss, grabbing one of the hands you were using to cup his face. “My bad. Just wanted to show how much I love you.” He apologized with an ingenuine pout.

You squinted at him, pinching his cheeks. He laughed again, “Well then, how should I make it up to you.” He raised a brow, settling his hands at your waist. You hummed contently before leaning in to capture his lips again in another sweet kiss.

“How about we go to sleep for now, and find out tomorrow morning?” You yawned , playfully poking his nose with your index finger.

“Or we can take a nice, steamy shower since we’re already here…” He rebutted, lowering his voice at the insinuation while pulling you closer with a seductive smirk.

You didn’t really have a say in the matter as he was already turning on the water and shuffling what, little, remaining clothes he had off.

Dragging you into the shower with him, he was quick to lift you up and wrap your legs around his waist. He pinned your body against the cold tile of the wall as the hot water fell onto your bodies.

“You can thank me later for the cleanup.”

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my-naughty-writings-and-musings · 2 years

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Cyberverse deadend with a small and chubby human s/o with a hint of possessiveness and marking if that's ok?

He's a handsome boi, absolutely!

He liked that you were so... squishy.

There were many reasons he found it appealing; it made you cuter, easier to cuddle, more fun to play with... Overall though, he didn't care too much about the why, only that your body made his frame ignite.

Keeping your little form pinned to a pillow, he teased you as he saw fit, savoring the taste of your exposed skin beneath his glossa. It didn't take much force for him to part your thighs, but you found it quite impossible to make him get to work. Dead End liked to take his time, lapping at the areas where you were most sensitivity and grinning when you begged and tried to shove your crotch into his mouth. It only made him chuckle.

"Why the rush, babe?" he teased, voice rumbling through your body. It was no secret that he liked having the ability to pin you down, to make you beg, because he knew you'd do it for no one else. You were his, body and soul. Even as you grabbed his helm and tried to pull him in, he merely grinned and remained where he was, digits keeping your legs open for the relief he had yet to give.

"Don't you like it when I go slow?" he purred with a long drag of his glossa between your legs. You shivered and almost shut down, your eyes rolling back for the one brief moment of euphoria where you got everything you wanted...

Then he stopped, and you were left reeling until a playful nip on your shoulder made you moan again. It left the faintest hint of a mark, just enough that others would be able to see... Sparks of euphoria tickled the spot and made you squirm.

"Come on..." you begged freely, watching as he played with your tummy. "It's been days..."

"I know." he replied quickly, using his glossa to tease the softness of your chest. "That's why I want to take my time..."

#valveplug #transformers #lemon #maccadam #robot x human relations #self insert #tf #cyberverse #tf cyberverse #transformers cyberverse #dead end #dead end x reader #cyberverse dead end #chubby reader

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lovelykawaiibear · 1 year

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"𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮~"

Hey y'all it's me kawaiibear but for the new ones I'm kawaiibear but y'all can call me kb for short this is a Finney Blake x chubby black reader lemon and they 15 I got a request I forgot the user name but my first request but yeah on with the story

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You and Finney are best friends but you like him like a lot and his sister Gwen is your best friend too she knows about you liking Finney so do Robin but you guys are at the grab and go

(Your makeup,out fit, and your hair)

Robin : LOL

Finney : it's not funny 🙄

Robin : yes it is

Finney : 🙄🖕

Robin : you just mad-

You and Gwen just got to the grad and go

You : hey Robin and Finn

Finney : hey y/n 😳

Robin :😏

Finney give Robin the death look and Robin stop

You: what was so funny

Gwen: yeah what was so funny

Robin : he-

Finney put a hand on Robin mouth

Finney : shut up Robin 😳

You sign and put your hair up and hold Finney away from Robin so he can tell you what was so funny

Robin : so we were just laughing and telling jokes and we had a Drink and it came out of his nose soooo yeah 😊

Finney never looked so red I laughed a little bit but Gwen was laughing her ass off and so was Robin you look down at Finney and he was just chilling in your arms and you let him go you look him in his pretty brown eyes and Gwen and Robin broke y'alls trans

Gwen :😏

Robin : y/n x Finney=🧍🏽‍♀️❤️🧍🏻

Gwen :👉👌

Robin :🍆🍑

You : stop 🖐

Finney : yeah stop it

You smile and look at Finney and blushed but you guys get some stuff and go to the park and y'all just talk

You : hear me out

Gwen : what

You : nerds hits different

Gwen : why are we talking about Finney right now

You :🫢 I am not talking about him but I'd date him

When you said that he was red a again

Gwen : let's play fuck marry kill Finney go first

Finney : fuck and marry y/n kill you and robin 🤭

You : 😳

Gwen : 🤭

Robin : wait did you just say you would kill us-

Finney : no🙂

Gwen : y/n trun

You : fuck and marry Finney and kill Donna

Robin : wait I thought you too were friends

You : not anymore because she likes the same person I like so that's why I would kill her

Gwen : who do you like

You: I told you it already

Gwen : oh yeah well I just want to hear you say it

You : shut the fuck up you bitch

Finney : are we just going to skip the part were she said she would fuck and marry me

You: you said it first

Gwen : yeah you said it first but alway Robin you go now

Robin : ok umm fuck and marry y/n kill the grab and go guy

You : no anyway-

Gwen : my turn marry y/n kill Finney's bull's

You : ik I'm just that girl but Finney I have something to tell you and do you want to come to my house

Finney : sure

Gwen and Robin :😉

You and Finney : stop it

Fast forward to you guys getting into your car and you dropping off Gwen and Robin at their house and getting to yours and your heart is beating fast

(Your car)

(Your house, room, bathroom, and living room)

Finney : cool house

You :thx

He said you smiled and grab his hand and went up to your room and pushed him on to your bed and got on top of he he was blushing mess and you look Finney in the eyes and you told him that you liked him for a while and does he likes you back He shake his head yes

🔥Spicy part incoming 🔥

As you start to make out with Finney you feel something hard between your legs and you start to smile and kiss down his neck and he was a moaning mess at this point and you grind against him

Finney :Mmmm~

You : you like that don't you~ Finney : yes I love it ~

You start to take off his shirt and yours and start to suck on his neck giving him more pleasure now you guys are fully undressed Y'all are in cowgirl position and you put it in to your heat but before you put it in you look down at Finney with the " are you sure you want this"look he shake his head "yes" you smile and say

You : beg for it ~ Finney : please put it in mommy please ~ You : you just called me mommy~ Finney : if you don't like it I could- YES~

you slammed it into your heat you thought "damn is he big" you sit on it for a little while then start to go up in down fast and hard

Finney : oh yes yes yes please go harder please mommy ~ You : yeah you like the way I ride you hmm ~ Finney : ye-yes mommy ~ You : oh Finney 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 all 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮~

Finney :I'm so close I'm so fucking close ~

You :: not yet baby boy When you said baby boy you can feel Finney close and so are you but not now

Finney : please let me cum please oh please ~ You : how about this we cum at the same time~ Finney :o-ok mommy ~ You : 1...2...3~ When you go to three y'all let go all the cum and all of that you lay your head on Finney's chest and smiled

You : you called me mommy

Finney : do not tell anyone I called you

You : or what you going to make me ride you Senseless again Finney : s-shut up

The end of "𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮" this was a request but it was really fun I like to write for y'all so yeah next time I will do a Bruce or Vance I do poly to and take request once again but yeah that's all hope you all have a great day

#finney Blake x reader #Finney Blake #black phone fanfiction #Finney Blake smut #Finney Blake x chubby black reader lemon

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admrlthundrbolt · 8 months

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Apple Blossom (Lemon x Chubby Reader x Tangerine)

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Reader being the twins' neighbor will always be strange, but she wouldn't change it for anything.

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Hi guys, out here with a new one. I absolutely love Bullet Train, the book and movie. So I wanted to make something for our fruit boys. Hope you enjoy.

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Being Lemon’s and Tangerine's neighbor was as odd as their names. The first time she got the mail for them, while they were away on “urgent business”. It was a surprise to see only the names of Tangerine or Lemon on them. She had assumed it was nicknames between roommates. But that was just the tip of the weird iceberg.

They started receiving things under the moniker the twins. Other than the accent they couldn't be any more different.

Take Lemon for example. His love of Thomas the Tank Engine and teddy bear qualities was what made him.

Where as Tangerine's smooth talking and well read personality was vastly different.

Though the way they both looked after her, always made their relationship feel special.

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“I’ve not got my wallet.”

Tangerine believed that he could enjoy a book on their flight back home. But it seemed that Lemon stupidity knew no bounds. “ What do you mean you’ve not got it. “

“I mean, i’ve not got it.” Lemon said obviously .

The rage that was boiling in his stomach was to much for the first hour of a five hour flight. “Ok, let's try this again. Do you mean that you put it in your luggage or that it is nowhere to be found?”

Though the question should have a simple answer, it seemed to make Lemon struggle more. “ I think the second one. “

He held back the heavy sigh. “You can just take care of it when we get home.”

“I’ll get (Y/N) to help me.” Lemon said, side eyeing Tangerine.

He turned his head so quickly that there was a resounding pop. “Hey, we agreed to not get them involved. That means nothing with proper names.”

“Fine, but they can help me pick out a new wallet.”

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You had gone grocery shopping, to prepare dinner, for the boys arrival. Only to notice their door forced open. Without a second thought, you left the food in the car, and went to investigate.

Things were scattered everywhere, Tangerine was going to have a fit. The living room was trashed, but the kitchen seemed not that bad. Lemon would be thankful for that. Still not seeing anyone, you went down the hall, towards the bedrooms.

All the doors were open, which was not how they were left. Edging further down, you heard a faint sound, coming from Tangerine's room. There in his closet was a wide built man, shuffling through designer show boxes.

Instinct led you to throwing the closed thing at his head.

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In the taxi, after an agonizing flight, Tangerine took his phone off airplane mode. Seeing a lovely message from you, about a surprise waiting for them. Also an unexpected message from an unknown number.

‘See you soon, das Schwein.’

He looked over at Lemon, who was gazing out the window. “Have you checked your phone yet?”

“Haven't thought to, why? “

“I have a weird message, from a random number.” His brows furrow in confusion, but his face smooths into a soft smile when he notices your text again. “She said she has a surprise for us.”

This got Lemon reaching for his phone. “Yeah, she doesn't say what though. You think it will be like the time she got some movies and made way to much popcorn? We had enough for more than a week after.” He laughed as he presses his fingers to the screen a few more times, then shows it to Tangerine. “What does this mean?”

He looked and saw the same message, from the same number. “Not sure, it looks German though."

Lemon started taping again and frowned. “It means pig!”

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Your mind was blank and buzzing angrily like a wasp nest, all at once.

The main idea being to get in touch with the boys. Your eyes searched the room, trying to remember where your phone could be. You heard voices coming to the broken in door. Quickly making your way to the kitchen, you grabbed a heavy pan, and hid against the fridge.

Your pulse was pounding in your ears. Which is probably why you didn't realise you were swinging the pan at Lemon. Thankfully, he threw up an arm in time to keep it from colliding with his head.

“What the hell was that for!”

Without a word you threw yourself at him. He held you firmly, like you knew he would.

Tangerines was already scanning the room and wasn’t happy with what he was seeing. It was a disorganized nightmare. On top of that something had happened to you and that was unacceptable.

Lemon was giving you a once over for wounds, so he decided to search the rest of their home. Going down the hall he saw more things toss about. Other than that everything seemed normal, until he reached his own room.

It was the least ransacked, but there was an unconscious man laying on the floor. This definitely have him pause. There was a knocked out person on the floor, that with further inspection, was also subdued with zip ties.

Tangerines had a tough time processing this, because based on the context you had done this. Their sweet, soft neighbor had taken down an intruder. And for what? The possibility that they could hurt his brother and him.

Once Lemon had assured himself that you weren't harmed, he sat you down and got you some water. Tangerine had returned at this point, with a confused look on his face.

“What happened?”

You then released the floodgates. Explaining that the door had been kicked in. You had found someone in Tangerine's room and threw a plant at his head. That then launched you into a tangent about how sorry you were, because it was a plant you had gotten him for his birthday. As you were promising to try to save the plant, he interupted.

“It's fine love. What I'm mostly concerned with the bloke tied up in my room.”

“The what! “ Lemon sprinted out of the kitchen.

“I just panicked and threw it at him, didn't know it would knock him out.” You fidgeted under his gaze. Then you looked at him, wide eyed. “ I’m glad I did though, he had this. “ You produced a hand gun from your waist band.

Lemon decided to announce his presents. “Where did you get that!”

“He wanted to hurt you guys. I had to do something.” The desperation in your eyes was enough to stop their hearts.

Lemon was on his knees in a second, grabbing your hands. “You're the one were worried about, if something had happened to you we couldn't live with ourselves.”

Tangerine moved forward and placed a hand on your shoulder. “We need to have a serious talk.”

You looked between the two of them with damp eyes. “Ok, I hope it has something to do with the bag I got the zip ties from.”

The twins glance at each other and knew that bringing you into their world was inevitable at this point.

#chubby reader #bullet train #lemon and tangerine #minor violence #tw cursing

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peppermint-monster · 2 years

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Workaholic Russia X Chubby Reader!

Sadly Tumblr wants to be mean, but that's fine, hopefully, this won't be flagged. if curious to see the whole photo here is the link. 😊

Warnings: Mentions the use of toys, Mentions Oral (Male receiving), Pet names (Little Sun/ Sunflower/ Lion/ My Love/ etc...), Mean Russia (At the very end), Dirty talk, Somnophilia, Masturbation (Female Solo...?), Touch Starve Reader! (You just miss your Giant Hubby). Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Please be mindful that the photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Translation: (Forgive me if the translation is incorrect since I did use google translate).

Solnishko - Little sun

Moya lyubov' - My love

Podsolnukh - Sunflower

Seychas - Now

Lev - Lion

Da - Yes

She adored her husband and everything he had done for them. Sure, he appears to be a scary, intimidating man that many have pitied her for marrying, but she did not mind. Because in her mind, she has such a thoughtful, compassionate, gentle giant, who would bring her a single sunflower every time whenever he was away while explaining the meaning of the plant. It was really romantic, and she cherished those moments.

Poor baby even struggles to wake up in the morning and it’s so adorable~<3

Already out of bed and making breakfast she notices he wasn't up and climbs back into bed, wrapping her arms around his chest feeling his warmth before waking him up, and if she did not succeed she’d physically dragged him propping Ivan upright in the bed still in a daze with a bedhead and bedsheets creases on his face and body making her chuckle before walking out to the kitchen to finish packing his lunch.

Starting off his day, Ivan goes to his little sunflower where he wraps his arms around her body and rest his chin on her head. Just watching her do her morning routine before sadly groaning softly before leaving her there with a loving kiss on the forehead.

The whole cycle repeats again.

They have their own way of showing affection, which she didn’t mind. But it became a problem, he has become such a workaholic.

Crashing on the couch anytime he arrived home late and then leave so early that she only ever sees him if she stays up late. And that's a HARD maybe.

And she didn’t mind at first, not until it got in between her and her man’s sex life. She needs her daily dose of vitamin D.

She missed the old days when he would sometimes bring her to the world meetings, sitting right on his lap which was embarrassing since everyone was just staring at them but Ivan would calmly pet her head while listening to the conversations all the countries were saying.

He would even bring her a coloring book if the meeting was taking too long or she’d be on her phone ‘cause if someone tries to talk to her like the last time Mr. Russia himself would not hesitate to cut a bitch.

“Solnishko, I’m home…” Sluggishly Ivan whispers, closing the door behind him.

The moment Ivan walks through the front door after being gone for two weeks, she could not have moved fast enough.

Running up and jumping into his arms, barely being caught, Ivan laughs slightly as she wraps her legs around his waist and buried her face in his neck. He honestly thought she would be sleeping now since it was almost 4 in the morning.

Yet knowing he was on his way after such a long job, she stayed up until she heard the door being open. She just needs to be sure she wasn't imagining all this, burying her face in the crook of his neck she took a deep breath inhaling the mixture of his manly scent and cologne he always wears while running her fingers through his blond locks.

“I missed you too, podsolnukh.”

She couldn't even say anything, simply peppering kisses on his face. The smile on his face says it all, how happy he is to finally be home with his little sun that loves him dearly.

"Seychas, seychas, moya lyubov'," He says while setting her down on her feet but still kept a arm around her waist for physical contact. "I need a nap before I am able to do any of that, little one." He softly smirks at her pouting lips and glistening eyes. He moved closer, as if about to kiss her, seeing her moving in to feel her husband warm lips against her, she close her eyes while prompting up on her tiptoes.

She looks so cute waiting patiently for her husband to kiss only she’ll never get it. With a smudge smile he backs away when she open her eyes, torturing his sweet wife even more.

Upset for being tease she playfully hits him on his chest while he just chuckles.

As he begins to move more into the house she clings to her husband's side, arms wrapped around his bicep, while looks up at him ever so longingly, frustrated and whimpering to herself "I've been so lonely without you, but I understand you've been really busy. So get some rest, my love. We’ll continue when you are well rested."

That kind smile that came with a head rub made her want to melt where she stood. Oh- how touched starve she was for her husband. How he gave her a passionate kiss with those chapped lips of his before walking to the bedroom while saying goodnight.

After a couple of hours of doing housework and being alone while obeying her husband's wishes, she couldn't help herself, the urge to go and at least join him while he sleeps was too strong, so she snuck into their bedroom and was about to dive in and snuggle her cuddly bear until fully stop.

Staring right back at her was a barely covered Ivan sleeping peacefully in bed, laying face up with his blanket strewn almost to the ground, wearing only his boxer shorts, which showed such a nice thick bulge.

It seems like she wasn't the only one missing her lover.

She kissed his broad chest tenderly, just enough to hear a faint grunt slip from the snoring man when he stirred slightly. She slowly gripped the waistband of his briefs, tugging from the front until his dick sprung free.

She moans silently, chewing her bottom lips as she skillfully strokes his length. Smearing the leaking bead of pre around the tip of his cock.

He wouldn’t mind her having a taste of her treat now would he? It has been two full weeks without pleasuring herself with such a tasty treat. Plus she has been a good girl, waiting patiently (until the last few hours) so he could get some rest so he surely wouldn’t mind her having just lick even if he opposed, right?

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻

"Ah~ What are you- Hmph!"

Not even a few minutes in, did a raspy, drowsy morning voice rings throughout the semi-silent room as he awoke from his deep slumber, it was like music to her ears. From the loud sucking and moaning he had heard, as well as the waves of sensation surging between his legs all through his body.

His words come to a halt as he feels her tongue run down along the middle of his balls while she furiously stares into his eyes.

"I couldn't wait any longer. You needed me." She blurts out sluggishly, sucking in one of his balls to her mouth while rapidly pumping the throbbing rod.

Ivan was considerably more sensitive than he realized, heavy and sensitive as a result of not having enough time in between trips to milk one out. Besides, he would rather stuff his wife.

His hand reaches for her hair, wrapping it into a makeshift ponytail as another wave of ecstasy rushes through him. He just needs some way to calm himself, he doesn’t want to hurt his curvy beauty his how rough he unintentionally is.

"What do you say when you want something?" He lets out a groan. Silently cursing in Russian as his big frame hunched forward over hers.

"I want it. Now." She stated this while licking the pre-cum droplets dripping down the tip, sucking the thick member till she was halfway down.

The sensation of his cock head splitting open her lips and to warmth drives him wild.

Gazes up into those lovely eyes of his, she moans breathlessly around his member making him throw his head back and gutter out a shaky sigh. Slowly they were both becoming delusional.

"D-Don't look at me." He spoke softly. Suddenly, feeling embarrassed when casting his eyes onto his wife. Seeing her with no remorse or regret on her face as she goes down on him. Leaving sloppy wet sounds echoing in the room. he was about to use his scarf to conceal his flushed face until he realized he wasn't wearing it, forcing him to use his hand as a substitute.

It was shameful and thrilling to have been awakened by such a sinful act, though leaving Ivan feeling vulnerable yet arousing at the same time.

When Ivan suddenly shudders violently, his cock twitches into her greedy slurps ready to release two weeks worth of load when quickly she pulls away from his dripping member. Sensing him needing to breath a second, faintly a breathless “thank you” slips from his heaving body while watching pre-cum spill from his weeping dick.

She couldn’t help squealing to herself for having such a cute husband and dick. They both being her personal playthings to toy with.

Though all thoughts aside she quickly lays next to him while wrapping a hand around the base of his cock and run her tongue along his prominent veins.

Having her Russian man screech while gripping the bedsheets beside him.

Such a big cock he has, long and thick with such an angry red tip that belongs to her. How she would sometimes wear lipstick to suck him off and mark what's hers. Kissing his lower tummy on occasion to sign off on her work. Throughout his length seeing smeared lip shape lipsticks and hickeys plus teeth marks on his inner thighs and hipbone. It was just her and her husband's dick little secret knowing this kinky side of his.

And his breeder balls? To his delight, she was fondling them nicely in her mouth, tongue swirling around on ball before going to the next while gradually pumping his heaving rod from the base all the way up till she was just about to reach his weeping tip before stroking right back down.

Bullying the poor Russian man, when all he just wants is you to milk him good.

"S-Slow down, podsolnukh. I’m going to cum. Cum on your beautiful face... No, I don't want to do that!" He stutters out, shaking his head from the lewd thought as his hips kept thrusting upward and into her soft hand, oblivious to his antics.

Such a hypocrite~

Her stomach flutters with every stroke, he always seemed to unwind when his balls are being caressed. His once playful, carefree demeanor melted away and turning to this desperate and submissive side.

Hm, cute~

“It’s ok, baby. Do it, I want you to let loose. Cum on me, I won't let you go until then.” She cooed, giving him a loving smile before kissing the twitching member and eagerly burying a hand between her thighs, touching her neglected clit, too hook on sucking her favorite toy.

Ivan shakily lays a hand over her head, sheepishly succumbing while weeping from having his balls being sucked on, dick lying flat on her face as thick loads of cum spurt onto her pretty pink tongue just as she pulls away. Ivan, whom is still in a daze of mind, stares at her.

She should have been ashamed of herself for keeping her tongue out to capture every last drop but she wasn’t, more like ecstatic that she was finally able to taste him.

Basking in his afterglow, Ivan watches his wife show off how much cum she captured on her tongue before gulping it down and showing her now empty mouth before flashing him that lovely smile, making his heart skip a beat.

"Did I do good?" She asks hesitantly, her eyes filled with love for her hubby.

"Yes, so good." He sighs, petting her head and looking at her affectionately.

Until he quickly changed his demeanour, seizing her by her chubby cheek with a hand, forcing her to gaze at his terrifying countenance. "But if you wake me up from my sleep again, I'll punish you, da?"

Letting go of her face to pinch her cheek.

"B-But I miss you." She pouts, clinging to her lover, unaffected by his stare. Which he knew, letting out a sigh before smiling and letting go of her face.

"Well, I guess welcome home to me, da?" He chuckles making her happily nod, kissing his chest, wanting to be near him.

"But, considering it's been weeks since we last did it, I'm guessing we're not done yet. Hm? …What’s this? My~ Aren't you eager, my poor solnyshko, da? Already wet by just sucking me off?" He laughs, bringing his hand between her doughy thighs and stroking her cloth cunt, which appears to be seeping through.

“Tell you what, you have 5 second to take off your clothes before I decide you don't get to cum, da?” The moment he said that, she didnt have a chance to comment how impossible that was before he started to count down. Making the curvy beauty frantically try and remove her baggy shirt and cozy socks before having her hands on her panties wasitband, until…

“Da?”

Before he could get to 5, his phone that was on the nightstand began to ring.

Now it wasn't his fault he got a call from his boss just as she was taking off her panties, but still, she wanted to just grab the damn thing and yell at them for bothering them this early in the morning.

But he makes it up, placing the phone between his shoulder and ear while sitting on the edge of the bed beside his curvy beauty. Holding one of her legs wide open as she runs a cute fruit-shaped vibrator that he’d bought her after their marriage for moments like these over her clit while his other hand was preoccupied, messy thick fingers stuffed in her mouth to keep her cries at bay.

And if she had forgotten he was on a call, he would not hesitate to grab that cucumber-shaped sex toy, placing it on the highest setting and leaving it on her already abused clit as she squirmed in distress. Her pussy contrasts around nothing as she nearly chokes on his big sausage fingers that's stuffed all the way down her throat while she tries not to vomit.

"Gimme what I want. Give it to me. Give your big, strong Lev your all." She gave in with a meaningless nod. Allowing the burning, overwhelming heat in her belly to burst. As her vision fades to white, her body shakes violently from wave after wave of bliss coursing through her.

Eyes glossing over and tears in the corner of her eyes as she moans, oblivious to the fingers covering her mouth as she squirts all over the bedsheet and his thigh, staining his boxers while he just grins, a proud look in his eyes as he switches the setting to low before pulling away when she couldn't squirt anymore.

Placing a thin blanket over her body, he kisses her on the shoulder before standing and becoming this serious scary man and walk away to his office while speaking in Russian to his boss. And judging by how he’s yelling, it wasn't good.

God, does she love that man.

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