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spitdrunken · 1 year
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Rollo corruption kink???🤨🤨🤨
I wanna ruin him so bad but bros probably worse than me PFFFT
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PLEASE. MAYBE HE WOULD BE?? i'm still trying to figure out what type of horny he is... i just can't see him as the type of 'desperately repressed' guy, personally. to me he just kind of feels like hm,,, sex or masturbation has just never particularly interested him, and he would probably not know much more about it than what's told in mandatory school lessons. (not to mention, if it really is as pleasurable as he’s led to believe... someone such as him would not deserve  it.) PLUS he spends most of his time around magic students nowadays and maybe he just wouldn’t wanna fuck them lmao. ANYWAY, ENJOY. 
Rollo is a horrible kisser. Mere pecks on the lips already have him freezing up and leave him unsure of how to handle himself, much less anything more. He wouldn’t want you to stop, not even close, but he’d never be able to ask you to continue either. His own inexperience hadn’t crossed his mind much before dating you, but now he’s growing more self-conscious with every touch you bestow upon him. As diligent as he is, he would use the same strategies here as when he’s struggling with anything else: copious amounts of research. 
It starts with him searching kissing tips online, trying to memorize the things one is ‘supposed’ to say or do in these scenarios. He watches kiss scenes in movies, reads how they’re described in novels, and tries to find variables that determine a good kiss. In reality, he’s not getting much better. He knows that if he were to try and copy scenes he’s seen, it would feel so unlike him that you’d likely start laughing. Perhaps he should just ask you to help him practice, and yet... His online searches eventually lead him to filthier content he’s never had much interest in viewing prior.
Watching two people making out is enough to get him slightly flustered, but only because he imagines doing such things with you. The two strangers on the screen touching each other, seeing their tongues and their spit... Makes him feel vaguely ill. It’s filthy. But your tongue caressing his own, the tip of your tongue rubbing against the top of his mouth- It makes him squirm. Rollo is no stranger to getting random erections, every guy his age gets them occasionally, but he’s certain this one is not merely random. Never before has the urge to touch himself been as strong as now. The scene on his phone screen has long since been abandoned, and all he can think about is you. He tries to pace around and wait until it goes away.
His building thoughts culminate into a single moment, where he finally makes a move while you lean in to kiss him. Rollo, despite all his research, has no idea what he’s doing, and simply pushes his tongue against your closed lips. Immediately, he pulls away.
“Ah... I, I- My apologies.” Rollo fumbles to pull his handkerchief out of his pocket, and nearly drops it to the ground in doing so. His face is burning up like never before. He feels a little better after taking a deep breath or two. “I shouldn’t have done that without asking. Was it- Are you alright?”
You smile at him, and it has his heart fluttering. “I’m fine, really! I barely felt it.” You laugh a little, but he doesn’t feel like he’s being made fun off. “But, please be honest- I know kissing isn’t like your favourite thing in the world, so you aren’t just doing this to make me happy, are you...? You don’t have to force yourself for me. In fact, please don’t.”
“I can promise you that’s not the case,” Rollo says. “This was something... Of a personal desire of mine, yes. I’ve never minded your kisses in the past either.” He crosses his arms and presses them close to his chest. “I will admit that I simply didn’t know how to respond yet. I’ve tried to educate myself further on the subject, but, ah... I’m not certain I’ve made much progress yet.”
Something in your expression, your smile, shifts a little. “The only way to get better at kissing, is through practice. Nothing else. Should we try?” Rollo’s throat suddenly feels a bit dry, but he finds himself nodding nonetheless. 
When you press your lips to his, and your warm cheek presses against his cold skin, he’s already content. You mirror his previous action, the tip of your tongue brushing against his mouth. He parts his lips without hesitation. Your mouth makes a little noise as you readjust your head, tilting it a bit further to the side as you slide your tongue in. For a moment, Rollo’s surprised at how well he’s still breathing, until it feels awfully obvious.
Your tongue inside him feels both bigger and smaller than he expected. He tries to reciprocate, and though he’s sure the way he’s swirling his tongue around yours is clumsy, he hasn’t felt this good in ages. When you slide over the top of his mouth, a noise he’s never made before gets pulled from his throat. It’s a much more sensitive spot than he could have imagined. 
Your kiss swept most of coherent thoughts from his mind. Once it’s over, Rollo is a little dazed and breathless. He leans forward to try and chase your touch when you pull away, without even realizing it. He doesn’t even try to hide his face. Nor does he clean it, despite a dribble of spit sliding down his skin. (It’s not filthy, as long as it comes from you.) All at once, he becomes conscious of just how warm he feels within, and folds his hands over his lap in a flurry of motion.
It’s such a sudden and suspicious movement, that you know instantly what’s happening to him, and it’s all just a little too much. He gets up in one jerky movement, pulling away from you and staring straight past you before excusing himself. The exact words he uses are immediately forgotten as soon as he says them. You don’t have a chance to protest before he’s gone and, the moment the door closes, he regrets it. Ah, he’s really hopeless, isn’t he...?
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taste-of-the-divine · 8 months
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sexual content warnings and definitions
cw.sleep — somnophelia
cw.ncdrugs — unknown/non-consensual drug use
cw.nc — non-consensual /r@pe
cw.cnc — consensual non-consensual
cw.sb — sibling incest
cw.crying — crying from pain/pleasure
cw.overstim — continued stimulation after orgasm
cw.begging — pleading and begging to continue/stop
cw.corruption — turning someone innocent into a sex crazed animal
cw.degradation — degrading, insulting, putting someone in their place
cw.humiliation — embarrassing someone with insults meant to undermine
cw.gp— genital pain: slapping, punching, twisting, biting of the genitals
cw.sadism — enjoying another’s pain
cw.masochism — enjoying one’s own pain
cw.subspace — total submission, entering of the fuzzy submission headspace. implies complete loss of control.
cw.primal — usually coupled with breeding/knot kinks, this one just adds a sense of lost control and tunneled vision on those kinks
cw.fuckedsilly — ahegao, screaming, drooling, laughing, crying, incoherent sex slut. that whole stuff
cw.freeuse — consent can be either implies or not implied, refer to other tags in post. but usage of one’s body at the whim of another
cw.voyeur — watching one have sex usually while hidden, but not always. but typically implies without the performer's knowledge.
cw.cuck — someone’s partner who is willing to watch them fuck someone else.
cw.cheating — someone’s partner fucks someone else without their knowledge/permission.
cw.sw — the use of a safeword that has been established gets use because the sex goes a little too far
cw.public — public sex, exhibitionism
cw.aphro — use of aphrodisiac. can be consensual use or non-consensual/unknown use.
cw.abduction — someone gets kidnapped for sex
cw.petplay— includes collars, barking, sniffing, and other actions that are akin to a housepet performed by a human character or the adjacent of a human character in the fandom. may include dress up additions, such as ears and tails.
cw.monster — monster fucking.
cw.beast — bestiality, implied sex with creatures that resemble that of an animal. does not encompass monster fucking.
(not an inherently sexual cw)
cw.poly — non monogamous relationships, more than one partner
cw.gaslighting — a character will be convinced that their reality did not exist through the words or action of others.
cw.abuse — encompasses emotional and physical abuse, but not sexual, even though sexual abuse falls under the category of physical. sexual abuse will be labeled as its own cw.
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ughzui · 2 years
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𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.
tengen uzui x fem!reader | 3.1k words | minors do not interact
content warnings: loss of virginity, slight corruption kink, daddy kink, fingering, slight size kink, breeding kink, creampie,
author’s note: my tengen brainrot is absolutely atrocious. off the charts. mind boggling. i love him so much. there will be a second and perhaps third part to this. big thank you to @cherrykamado for beta’ing this for me!! <3
networks: @knyplaymatemansion
Swirls of steam curled off of the surface of the water, slowly drifting upwards towards the night sky. Tengen sank lower in the water, allowing his shoulders to submerge and relax under the soothing heat of the spring. The mission had been long and strenuous, weeks of careful consideration and following a demon that had been going after young girls. It felt like forever before he’d been able to safely corner it and dispose of it. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, enjoying the calm atmosphere of the moment. Soft rustling drew him out of his peace as he cracked an eye open to see what the disturbance had been.
You stood there like a deer in a hunter’s sight, frozen and eyes wide. “My apologies! I didn’t realize anyone was out here at this time of night,” you spoke frantically, quickly clapping a hand over your eyes to block him from view.
A low laugh rumbled in his chest at your reaction to his presence. He recognized you quickly, the corps member who’d accompanied him on his most recent mission. You’d been a great help, very eager to learn from him and extremely obedient with the orders he’d given you. He’d taken a liking to you very quickly.
“Don’t apologize. Join me, you deserve it. You worked hard too.”
The offer was nice, but you weren’t sure what to say. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate to intrude on a superior in that way? But then again, he’d told you to. “Alright. Thank you.”
Slightly nervous fingers untied your yukata before slipping it off and folding it neatly. You set it on a stool before stepping into the hot spring. Tengen shifted over, making space for you to sit comfortably across from him. The high heat of the water was the exact thing you needed to soothe the exhaustion in your overworked muscles.
“Do you have another mission or are they giving you a break before they throw you back out?” he asked, crossing his arms across his broad chest.
You shrugged, already feeling the relaxing effects coming over you. “They haven’t given me anything yet. Maybe I’ll get a day or two.”
He nodded, understanding the sentiment quite well. “What rank are you now? Kinoe?”
You sighed. “Not yet. Maybe within the year, I hope. I’m still Kinoto.”
“That’s still impressive. You’re still young. Lots of improvement can still be made. You’ve climbed the ranks quickly. It’s admirable.”
Humming in agreement, you glanced at him. “Were you still young when you became a hashira? You’re still pretty young aren’t you?”
“I was. And I am. Lots of living left ahead of me.”
You always thought the hashira were the most impressive group of individuals in Japan, and likely on the planet. They exhibited strength and talent that everyone and everything paled in comparison to. It had been a goal of yours at first, but it still seemed far out of reach.
“You look tense. Are you sore?”
His words distracted you from your thoughts, leaving you speechless for a moment.
“What?”
Tengen grinned. “You’re holding tension in your body. Are you sore? I know that last fight was tough. Come here.” He gestured towards himself, moving just enough that you could tell he parted his thighs and was inviting you to sit between them.
Embarrassment made heat creep up to your cheeks. “Nono, I’m fine. It’s okay, don’t worry about me.” He was absolutely correct. Your shoulders and back ached more than they ever had after a mission. But how were you supposed to let your superior put his hands on you like that? Especially when you were both undressed.
“You were my mission partner for a month. I’m supposed to worry about you a little bit. Now come here.”
He nodded when you scooted closer, his hands encircling your biceps to drag you fully between his thighs. He ignored your squeak of protest as he slid his hands up to his shoulders, fingers kneading skillfully at your back. A relaxed sigh left your parted lips, your head falling forward to give him more access.
“Will you go see your family while you have some time off?” he asked, trailing his hands to the center of your back.
“No. They’ve moved out to the country and it’s too far. I won’t have any time to see them and come ba- Oh god!” Your hands flew to grip at his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. He’d focused his touch on a particularly sensitive knot in your back, leaving you stunned and shaky.
“Right there, hmm?” he hummed, continuing the gentle circles against your spine.
You could only nod, your grip still tensed on his muscular thighs. Each drag of his touch pulled tiny whimpers and gasps out of you. It was too much and just enough at the same time, the pain slowly dissipating from your muscles.
Tengen leaned close to you. So close that you could feel his breath ghost against the shell of your ear when he spoke. “You’re so noisy. How’re you feeling now?” he murmured, his hands slowly sliding to rest at the bottom of your spine.
“Much better. I don’t even hurt anymore,” you sighed, rolling your shoulders back to test the full effects of his talented fingers.
His touch lingered on the small of your back for a moment before he dragged his hands up your sides. “You know, you sounded so lewd just from me touching you.”
“Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. It just felt so nice.”
He clicked his tongue. “Don’t apologize. See, I’d like to hear you actually make those noises for me.” He pressed his chest into your back, fingertips ghosting ever so lightly over your hips.
“W-what? But your wives,” you stuttered, gasping as he pressed his lips against the back of your neck.
“They’re well aware of the things I want to do with you. My letters to them were well received during our mission.” He pressed his hand flat against your belly, holding you still as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “There’s a certain… Openness in our relationship. So what do you say? Do you want me to make you feel good?”
A mixture of emotions swirled in your mind as he spoke. You could feel his steady heartbeat against your back as he placed yet another kiss against your heated skin. “Yes.” That was all you could muster as he rested his chin on your shoulder.
“Yes what? Use your words. I don’t like meek little girls,” he chastised. He knew full well what you meant, but drawing more out of you was more fun.
“Yes, I want you to make me feel good. Please.”
Before you could take a breath, his teeth were nipping against your sensitive skin and his fingers were sliding further south until they rested at the apex of your thighs. You parted your legs, allowing him to run a finger between your folds. Your breath hitched in your throat at the feeling, your hand coming to rest over his much larger one.
“Are you nervous? Don’t be. I’ll take care of you.”
“No one’s ever… I’ve never…” Each time you started, you couldn’t seem to finish your sentence.
“Don’t worry. I'll be gentle.”
Deft fingers drew tiny circles over your clit, sending jolts of electricity through your body. His free hand held you tightly, keeping you from squirming too hard against him. You inhaled sharply when he pressed his finger into your hole, the slight sting taking you aback. He moved slowly, stroking your sensitive walls with the calloused pad of his finger. It made you dizzy; the sensation completely foreign and overwhelming.
Before long , the hazy pleasure was the only thing you could focus your mind in. Tengen was rhythmic, pumping his thick digit in and out in a perfectly steady pattern. Once he was sure you were comfortable, he curled it upwards, catching and pressing hard against your g-spot. Your yelp of shock made a Cheshire grin spread across his face.
“How’s that, little one?” he crooned, letting your waist go so that he could toy with your clit at the same time.
“So so good,” you whined, rocking your hips forward into his touch.
His lips were back against your neck, sucking a constellation of blemishes into your skin. The intrusion of a second finger sent you reeling, your walls clamping erratically around them as he scissored them to stretch you even further.
You cried out sharply, head falling back against his shoulder as the tension in your belly tightened. “U-Uzui I think I’m close,” you whispered, eyes shut tight as you essentially rode his hand.
“Call me Tengen, sweetheart. And I know you are, you’re squeezing me so tight. Just relax and let go, pretty girl,” he coached, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.
His words made you giddy, your heart skipping a beat. He was just so charismatic, and you knew he wasn’t even trying at all. You had to admit he had always flustered you a bit, especially during your missions. He was so guiding despite being so bold and brash. His company was one that you’d grown used to and comfortable with.
His chin rested on your shoulder, the perfect position for him to bite at the tender skin. He pinched your clit gently, toying with the swollen bundle of nerves. You cried out, belly dipping as you sucked in a deep breath to try to keep yourself composed. If not for the buffer of the water, the wet slick sound of your cunt around his fingers would be nearly overwhelming. You could feel yourself gush arousal  with each deep thrust of his fingers.
Your thighs trembled, threatening to close around his wrist as you slipped even deeper into ecstasy. His unrelenting actions became unbearable as you hit your peak, shaky begs of his name spilling from your mouth as you came undone on his fingers. You heard a faint “there you go” over the bloodrush in your ears, your hips shivering and stuttering as you chased even more contact from the large man below you.
He came to a slow stop and shifted you out of his lap. Quickly noticing your confusion, he cupped your cheek in his palm. “Don’t worry, it’s okay. I’m just gonna take you inside. I’m not deflowering you in an onsen.”
Tengen pulled you to straddle his lap, your chest against his as he fit his hand under your knees before rising to his feet. Almost immediately, you locked your ankles around his waist, terrified that you would fall.
“Relax, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” One hand slid to rest under your ass while the other splayed against your back.
He made quick work of getting inside and situated, laying you gently upon the tatami mat covered floor. His large figure loomed over yours, broad chest and shoulders dwarfing you under him. He nudged your legs open with his knee and settled between them, his hips resting against your own as he leaned forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss.
Your hands flew to rest on his chest, fingernails digging into his tanned skin. He groaned into your mouth, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. Gasping at the feeling, your lips parted to grant him access. He slid his tongue against yours, enjoying the soft pleasure-filled sigh he drew out of you. He was intoxicating; your head spinning like you’d been drinking for hours.
“Tengen please, it hurts,” you breathed, the desperate ache between your thighs becoming unbearable. “I need you.”
He growled lowly, eyes squeezing shut at your coy request. Who was he to deny you that? Running a hand through his hair, he sat back on his heels and stared down at you. He could feel his mouth water at the sight: your breasts heaving with each deep breath and your perfect cunt dripping in anticipation for him. It was almost too good to be true. He grabbed your hips, manhandling you so that his cock was situated between your slick folds.
His length was hot and heavy laying right against your sensitive clit. He rolled his hips, grinding it against where you needed him the most. Before you could even open your mouth to protest his teasing and beg for more, he pressed the fat tip against your hole before slowly easing it inside. You saw stars, back arching and hands scrabbling at the floor below you. He was rough but painfully slow, taking his sweet time bullying his thick cock into your virgin cunt.
Your mewls were like music to his ears, lewdly sweet and desperate. Tengen gripped tightly at your waist, holding you still as he split your gummy walls with the impressive girth of his shaft. Hands flying to his shoulders, you threw your head back in bliss as he bottomed out in you. He was so deep, so thick, filling you just perfectly.
“How're you doing, sweetheart?” he asks, thrusting shallowly into you.
“Good. So good,” you squeaked, writhing as his pace began to pick up.
He grinned down at you, canines glinting under the dim light of the room. “Perfect.”
With that, he settled on a brutal pace, one that had you gasping and trembling under him. It was so cruel; the way he stretched your tiny hole around his massive cock would surely ruin you for any other man. No other man could ever treat you the way he could. You’d come crawling back to him every time, begging him to make you feel so good compared to what those pathetic useless men could do.
His lips were back on yours, tongue hastily gliding against your own. He swallowed down your moans and whines, grunting as he crashed his hips into yours. Tengen was in a daze, the only things he could focus on being the way your warm cunt squeezed him and the way the sweet taste of you on his tongue made him dizzy.
He pulled away, giving you a moment to catch your breath as he reached down with one hand to run a circle on your swollen clit. You panted like a bitch in heat, tongue lolling out as ecstasy built up in your abdomen. Warbles of his name and ‘please’ fell from your mouth, tears pricking your lash line as your orgasm approached rapidly. Tengen could see it in your eyes, prompting him to angle his hips to reach deeper into you.
“Ohh god! F-fuck! I’m gonna..!” Your voice cracked as you gasped, legs shaking and toes curling as the heat in your belly raged to an inferno. “Oh fuck ‘m cumming! Daddy I’m- Shit!” Your mouth fell open into an ‘o’ shape as the tension snapped, your pussy spasming around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.
He grunted, watching the way a creamy ring of white built around his base with each thrust into your soaked cunt. The gush of your orgasm had made a mess of both his and your thighs, only adding to the wet smack of his balls against your ass. Your face of pure bliss was burned into his brain, his heart racing as the sweet sound of your voice calling him daddy played on a loop in his head.
That set something alight in him, chest burning as he quickened his pace. Your body lurched, prompting him to loop his arm under your waist and hold you tighter.
“Takin’ Daddy’s cock so well,” he moaned, pressing sloppy kisses along your jaw. “Such a good girl. You’re doing so fucking good for me.”
Your nails dragged thin lines of red into his skin, making him gasp in pain and pleasure. He bent lower over you, holding you chest to chest with him as he fucked hard into you. Your moans were muffled against his shoulder, eyes rolling back as the now familiar feeling of your approaching orgasm washed over you. If you’d known better, you would’ve been able to tell he was close as well.
Tengen’s hips stuttered, his pace becoming sloppier as his own pleasure began to overwhelm him. You could feel his heartbeat against your chest, the rhythm as fast and erratic as your own. It was so intimate; he could feel every inch of your body and you could feel every inch of his own.
“I think I’m gonna cum again,” you whispered, letting your eyes slip closed in relief as he pummeled the head of his cock into your g-spot. “Tengen! Daddy! Shit!”
He gasped sharply, moaning wantonly at the way your walls squeezed around him. Fuck, you were close again. It was impressive, your resolve was quite outstanding to him. Your first time, yet you were able to come undone around him multiple times. It made something primal bubble up in his chest. He needed you. He needed to keep you around. You needed to be his.
“Cum for me, sweet girl. Let Daddy know how good he makes you feel,” he rasped, trying to keep in control.
You whined, shaking your head slightly. “Cum with me please. Wanna feel you fill me up. Please Daddy. Wanna be yours. Make me yours,” you plead, tears streaking your cheeks and dampening his already sweaty skin.
That sent him over the edge, his thrusts speeding up as he chased his release. You came first, back arching and eyes rolled back as you unraveled in his arms. Your shattered sobs and his greedy moans filled the air with a symphony of ecstasy. Tengen came with a low groan, hips pressed flush against yours as he flooded your womb with his hot, sticky cum. Your cunt milked him for everything he was worth, sucking him in and creaming prettily around him.
The two of you clung to each other as you came down from your highs, hands desperately holding anything they could reach. You caught your breath slowly, heart still pounding as you opened your eyes to look up at him. His cheeks were pink and his pupils were still blown. He loosened his grip for a moment, reaching up to brush the tears from your cheeks. His fingers traced along your jaw, cradling your face as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“You did so well,” he murmured, slowly sitting up and pulling you with him.
Your legs stayed draped over his hips, bodies flush against each other as he rubbed soothing circles against your back. You were exhausted, but you wouldn’t have changed any moment of the past few hours.
“Thank you,” you said, resting your head in the crook of his neck.
Tengen smiled softly and kissed the top of your head gently. “I’ll take you with me to my estate. You can meet my wives.”
Nodding at his words, you shifted to glance up at him. “That sounds pleasant,” you hummed, returning the smile.
“Oh it will be. They’ll want to have their turn with you too.”
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espritmuse · 2 years
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— Step sister Yelena quietly joining your bed at night to play with her baby sister pussy <3
« You need to keep quiet princess, okay? Daddy and mommy are sleeping. » the blond woman asserted, slowly sliding her cold hand in between your panties. « I’m sorry for waking you up my baby, but you know how I am. » She proceeded, planting some sweet kisses on your cheek and temple.
« ‘lena….I’m sleepy… » you answered in a murmur, eyelids shut.
« Fall back asleep pretty baby, your sister is taking care of you, okay? » she replied, her middle finger finally reaching your clit. « Good girl…don’t make any noises or you know what will happen to your pretty face.» She averted, her finger now moving in circular motions on your sensible spot.
It’s the same thing almost every night. You know how wrong it is, but your sister makes you feel so good, how could you resist; she knows your body perfectly.
« Don’t tell anything to daddy, you understand princess? Otherwise I wouldn't be able to come and see you anymore. » she repeated in a whisper.
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pairing: aone takanobu x male reader
req: yes | wc: 1.29k | college au | cw: corruption kink, dirty talk, swearing, unprotected sex, aone titties, cum eating | minors dni
anon: I’d like one with aone being super inexperienced, and the reader helping him......after the basics he just goes to town on him, and after that day, aone wasnt all “inexperienced”
a/n: I said longer nsfw was hard to write, which it is, but this one wasn’t as hard.
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To think that your college boyfriend, 21 year old Aone Takanobu, hadn’t had sex yet was surprising. He was certainly a catch - tall, built, and big - but nobody had snatched him up yet. The thought of it was thrilling.
To take your boyfriend’s virginity... damn that was something to drool about.
However, the topic never came up.
But, as you bring him into your bedroom, you have the chance. Stepping out from a party to have sex was exciting, especially when you’re fucking in the same venue as the party.
Your roommate started it, and they bribed you with alcohol. You weren’t one to deny free drinks.
You’re both tipsy when you leave the party, lazily exchanging sloppy kisses. 
Here, away from the loud source of music downstairs, your heart stills to its normal pace. But, even if the beat of the fast-paced songs no longer controls your heartbeat, you can still hear it. Your heart thuds against your ribcage, telling you ‘this is the moment’.
“Aone-” He’s quick to dive back in to kiss you, even if you pull back. You have to push him back a bit to speak. “This would be your first, right?”
He flushes a soft pink, it’s clear he hadn’t considered that. Still, he nods, which tells you he’s willing.
“Do you want to-”
Much to your surprise, he cuts you off. “Yes.”
“Alright.” Excitement warms up your chest and floods blood into your bulge. “..Wha-” It makes you trip over your words. “What do you want to try?”
Your innocent boyfriend doesn’t know where to start. He has no idea just what you want to do to him. He doesn’t even know what a boob job is, doesn’t know the basics of a blowjob, doesn’t know his tight hole needs to be stretched properly for your dick to push in.
He knows nothing and it’s utterly arousing.
“I want to please you.” He’s always been kind-hearted.
“Okay,” You smile at the thought. “we can start at that.” You sit on your bed, gesturing for him to sit on the floor in front of you. He does so immediately, looking up at you attentively.
He’s willing to learn. You could teach him how to be your cum slut.
You move to undo your pants, but Aone does it for you. He’s eager, albeit a little reluctant. As he pulls down your pants and underwear, your dick nearly slaps him in the face.
Aone looks up at it in awe, licking his lips. “It’s big.”
“I bet yours is too.” The lust clouds your thoughts, making you say the weirdest of things, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.
He shakes his head, “Lesser.”
You raise an eyebrow, silently questioning it. Aone’s a big healthy man, sculpted from his high school days. He was a giant, much bigger than you body-wise. Yet, even if he looked like this, apparently it didn’t match up with what’s between his legs.
Aone doesn’t make a move, which reminds you that he needs guidance. “Lick up a stripe, from balls to tip.”
Like an obedient little boy, he obliges with no hesitation, seemingly enjoying how you react.
“Just like that…” You bite your lips, holding back a few groans. “Take in as much as you think you can...and suck. Don’t be afraid to pull back if you need to.”
He takes you in half-way before he stops, and you don’t have to tell him to use his hands with the rest. “Use your tongue and, fuck- bob your head up and down.”
He obeys without question. Each time he moves up, he goes back down even deeper than before. He looks so pretty this way, lips wrapped around your shaft eyes half-lidded.
“Shit, Taka, teeth.” 
“Sorry.” He moans around your dick.
With that little error corrected, you close your eyes with bliss, breaths shaky and sharp. He’s doing so well for his first time, almost as if he wasn’t inexperienced at all.
“You’re doing so well.” Your praise seems to make him even better.
When you open your eyes again, he looks up at you intently. His gaze is intense, but shit, it’s a turn on. It almost sends you over the edge on its own, but it damn well takes you there.
“Ah, Takanobu, I’m coming! Pull away-” Even with your warnings, he doesn’t stop. He stares at you even more intensely.
He wants your seed down his throat.
Another thought fills your head, it’s so exciting that it makes you feel even more aroused. Nobody’s cummed into his throat before.
“Fuck!”
Your boyfriend pulls back, swallowing your cum with no complaints, even licking the drops that leak out of his mouth. “Does it… taste good?”
Aone nods eagerly, as if he were addicted, “I want more.” and he is.
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Once prepped, you line yourself up. “Tell me when to stop, alright? Remember the safeword?”
“Red.” He’s under you, long legs already wrapped around your waist.
“Good boy.” He’s a good boy for you, though no longer innocent. He wants your cock, he wants it in his tight little ass, and he wants your seed.
You push in slowly. “Fuck…”
To your surprise, he groans. Aone is a silent person, yet you wondered how vocal you could make him be. Still, you had to keep it gentle… but what if he begged for more?
“Tell me how you want it. Tell me when to slow down, when to speed up, when to pause for a second.”
He nods. “Go faster.”
“Baby, you have to get adjus-”
“Faster.” He sounded assured.
Well, if that’s what he wanted, then that’s what you would give him. Still, you’re gentle and not as fast as he would like. He still wanted more.
He pushes against you, groaning in an unsatisfied manner. “Faster, please.”
He really was addicted.
You go faster, fulfilling Aone’s wishes and feeding into his satisfaction. Finally, he releases his wonderful and oh so pretty moans. They’re not as noisy or frequent, but damn, to have such as a quiet man moaning and mewling because of you? It was an accomplishment.
“God, you’re so loud for me.”
“Mhm!” He hums for you. His hands latch onto your back, surely leaving marks, as you start losing yourself in the feeling of his little hole around you. You go faster and harder, and he doesn’t complain
“I’m so lucky to have you.” His hole was so fuckable that you were losing your self control. “Isn’t that right, Takanobu?”
“Y-Yes!” His legs wrap themselves tighter around you.
Nobody’s fucked his tight hole before, nobody’s released inside of it, nobody’s had his legs wrapped around them, nobody’s had him moaning their name; nobody except you. “Fuck.”
He feels so tight, so warm…
Your hands trail up to his pecs. They’re toned, as if they were man titties, sticking out against his chest like a sore thumb. They felt so soft against your fingers, so squishy and tender. You can’t help but hold on to them as you fuck him.
By now, you’ve lost all control.
Aone screams your name as he releases. You don’t stop, but he doesn’t mind. He wants you to release, he wants your seed again. The feeling of overstimulation is new, but it’s also extremely exciting.
It’s not long before you release into his perfect ass. It tightens around you, milking you of all your jizz.
As you ride out your high, he pulls you into a sloppy kiss. 
“God, that was amazing.” You rest your forehead against his. His hands rub your back, on the marks he left behind.
“It was.” He agrees. “I want more.”
From today onwards, he was no longer inexperienced. He was addicted to this, he was addicted to you.
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spitdrunken · 2 years
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3am anon here! I’ve been thinking, give Volo an innocence kink.
Volo likes to tease you, pushing you against walls, and running his finger along your body when you least expect it. Of course one day he decides to make a move pinning you down, and kissing you hard. He bites and sucks on your neck leaving marks just to let everyone know your his. He looks at your face and your eyes are watering, you look so ruined after just some kissing. “Please” you murmur, “please what?” He says back. Yours eyes lock into his, “I don’t know”. Oh god he is going to ruin you, and you won’t even know what hit you as his hand travels down.
Mmmm horny
*clenches fist* yes..... YES........ god i love corruption stuff so much.
The instant I read this I had the slightly silly idea of just like... After being thrown through the rift, your brain got emptied of quite a few memories, including any and all sexual knowledge <33 to explain Why.
notes: reader has a vagina, corruption, dubcon (? reader is Into It, they just don't know wtf is going on lmao.), volo being lowkey a creep lmao
Volo’s always been touchy with you. Lacing your fingers together when he wants to show you something, dusting the dirt off your clothes after you’ve taken a tumble out in the wild, and leaning forward so close while talking that you swear you feel his breath against your skin. Sometimes, he likes to scare you by popping up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against him. His laughter rings out loud and clear then, so close to your ears. Recently, he’s taken to running a finger up your side in the middle of conversations. It never fails to make you squirm. 
Some of it makes you feel... Strange. Warm underneath your skin and a fluttering among your insides, a tightness in your lower belly. (And in the evening, while heading to bed, you find slick staining your underwear.) It makes you unable to focus on anything but Volo, just the idea of him touching you more, his voice- And you don’t know how to relieve yourself of the issue! It’s quite bothersome, when you’re supposed to be working!! 
But it’s never, ever been as bad as it is now.
Your lips are still tingling from the kiss he’d pressed there moments before, when Volo is already moving down to press his mouth to your neck instead. You inhale sharply as he sucks on the flesh and releases it with a pop. It’s all so warm. You’re pressing your thighs together without knowing why, just that it helps ease some of the tension inside of you. He catches your skin in between his teeth and you let out a noise that can only be described as loud and embarrassing. Unlike you, he hums in delight upon hearing it.
Volo has been the only one to make you feel like this, and he’s doing it once again now... If anyone would be able to tell you what it is, or help you out, it would be him. As his tongue grazes the mark he left behind, you gasp out a please. Your eyes are watering and it’s followed by a sniffle. His cheeks are pink as he moves up to meet your eyes, gaze so intense it almost makes you uncomfortable. It pins you in place. ...And yet, his expression is not all that different from his usual one. 
He laughs softly as he strokes the top of your head. “’Please’, what?” 
Despite your embarrassment, you force yourself to look him in the eye. “I- I don’t know,” You bow your head and move it to the side, avoiding him entirely. “I really don’t, but- Sometimes, I... Sometimes you touch me and, uh, after that, I get kind of- Warm, I think? It feels weird. And it’s never when anyone else does, it’s only... You.” ( Oh, if only you looked up to see his face right now! His grin is that of a dragon’s, ready to devour you whole. You unfortunate soul. ) “...And, it’s really bad right now. Is- Is that weird?” 
Volo’s fingers find your chin and he tugs your head upward to face him. You’re still not looking him in the eye. “Oh,” And he breathes out your name in a way that shoots a shiver up your spine. “That’s not strange at all. Why, I daresay it’s rather normal. Nothing to fret over, anyway.” Your eyes finally flicker back up to his.
“R-really?” He hasn’t helped you any closer to answers, but at least you feel a little less embarrassed.
“Do you think I’d ever lie to you? You wound me, dearest!” You immediately shake your head and his smile spreads wider, before he moves to kiss you once again. His tongue slides over your lips while his hand dips underneath the first layer of your clothes and presses against your clothed pussy. A jolt shoots through you and you jerk forward, breaking the kiss as you grind into his touch. 
He sighs and shakes his head, eyes half-lidded as he stares at you. “You poor thing. You’ve been so pent up through all of this, haven’t you? I can tell. You should’ve come to me about this earlier, and I would’ve been happy to help out- My pleasure, even.” He presses his finger against your clit through the fabric of your underwear and with a flash you remember, oh- This is supposed to feel good. Your legs shake as you push closer against him once again, already feeling like it isn’t enough. His name leaves your mouth in a whimper.
“There you go. Feels nice, doesn’t it? Relax and let me take care of you, I promise it’ll only get much better from here.” With his other hand, he strokes your cheek, before leaning in. “Oh, and did I forget to mention...? That warm feeling you described earlier- A person only ever feels that towards the one they are in love with the most.”
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spitdrunken · 2 years
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god this came to me in a dream last night but like. ‘worshipper’ volo just taking his beloved for himself. they’re struggling against volo as he’s gently hushing them and promising that he’s doing this to make them feel good. he just wants you to feel good
anon i just want you to know this ask has been stuck in my brain ever since you sent it
notes: noncon
Cold hands sliding down your body as Volo tells you in a whisper to calm down. He’s going to introduce you to some human pleasures. That’s all. It’s okay to be nervous, of course it is, but... Won’t you trust him? There is something disarming about the gentle, peaceful smile on his face. You don’t expect that same mouth to be forced against yours moments later, tongue trying to pry open your lips. It’ll feel wonderful, he promises. You’ll soon understand what he means. 
Volo has something hungry about him. Pleasuring his god would’ve been on his mind for a while, otherwise he would’ve never gone this far without your prompting. Sure, he’ll tell you that it’s all for you, but... He needs to have a part of you all to himself, to have you fall apart because of his doing. (In a way, wouldn’t that be placing himself above you?) At the very least, he keeps true to his word. You’ll find no bruises or marks, there won’t be a moment of physical pain.
When he gets you to cum for the first time, his excitement breaks through his composure. Eyes wide and fingers twitching, he kisses you in a way that can only be called sloppy. His smile is pulled just a little too wide. One more, he whispers. Just one more. Won’t you show him that face again? 
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spitdrunken · 2 years
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OMGGG THE VOLO ASK AHHHHH
Maybe Volo corruption kink?? If related to the other fic, maybe reader is so earnest and innocent in wanting to help, and Volo both loves and HATES it and wants to drag you down to his level??
Idk just riffing :) love your writing
Volo couldn’t have imagined a more perfect companion than yourself. You’re so eager to fulfill his need for knowledge, spilling all the secrets of your previous without any pressure. He doesn’t even have to try. At this point, you must’ve spent hours together simply conversing. You’d make an awful merchant. Time is precious, as those of the Diamond Clan say, and you don’t even haggle. You seem like you have avoided misfortune all your life with how trusting you are, and it adds a bitter aftertaste to his feelings for you.
Though he has no desire to drag you down as he does your creator, desecration is still high on the list. He’s always been in this for the long haul, and so he starts with small requests. Something like holding your hand to see how they compare to each other, or buying you new clothes to wear. Innocent ones, to ease you into things. He starts leaving a kiss on your cheek as a greeting, tugging you close whenever you’re walking together. (And if you enjoy the attention, he isn’t shy to kiss you on the lips either. But it’s more of a reward, really.) If you complain, he’ll start always walking the line of your absolute limit. Eventually, he’ll ask if you can help him with something. And as soon as you chirp in response ‘sure, anything’, you’ve sealed your fate.
You don’t have the chance to ask why he’s putting his fingers in your mouth, because as soon as the third one is crammed past your lips, you can no longer speak. He makes a little humming sound as soon as you start drooling. Why, he hadn’t expected you to be this messy... Or, worse, having you in his lap, his hard cock impossible not to notice. Hands ghosting all over your body, never quite touching. He wants you to squirm, wants you to beg. To drag you from your pedestal just a little by making you want something so carnal, so human. Volo will never give you anything until you’re pleading for his help. It’s even cuter if you have no idea what you’re asking for- He’ll make sure he’s the only one who can satisfy you.
Having a holy one yearn for a human’s touch, isn’t that humorous?
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