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maliciouslove · 1 year
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𝕊ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕀ℕ𝔾
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NSFW, aged up characters (21+) || minors, ageless and empty blogs DO NOT INTERACT!!
pairing // Mikey x reader x Draken
word count //  582
tags // degradation (reader called 'whore' once), slight breath play, size kink if you squint, tummy bulge, creampie, slightly unhinged Mikey, a bit of Mikey x Draken action at the end
AN // this was based on a short lived dream that was disturbed by my pesky alarm, hence why it is so smol. mayhaps one day i will expand.
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Every once in a while, Mikey feels rather generous and allows his right hand man—his best friend—to fuck you. He would sit nearby commanding you, whispering in your ear while Draken was in your gut, his fat cock stretching you out, leaky tip abusing your cervix.
“Look at you, all fucked out like this on someone else’s cock. Filthy whore.” Mikey’s fingers are now wrapping around your throat, probably a bit tighter than they’re supposed to. There is a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Your eyes dart between Mikey’s and Draken’s, unspoken pleads spilling out just like the tears streaming down your cheeks. You could barely hang on, thighs violently shaking around Ken’s waist, and you could feel him all the way in your throat, his big cock relentlessly drilling into you, kissing all the good spots that made you cry out in pleasure.
Your walls flutter around his girth, squeezing him for all he’s worth and making his head spin with thoughts he wasn’t supposed to have. Thoughts about having you all to himself.
You looked even prettier than usual pinned under his large body—soft skin under his fingers, tits bouncing with every thrust, small bulge visible on your belly, and eyes rolled at the back of your head. Draken wished he could see you like this more often, as so far it was his favourite view.
And Mikey didn’t mind the view either—he didn’t miss the way your tiny hands clutched around Ken’s neck, how your tongue was lolled out and you were loud. And so fucking gorgeous. And he knew you like the back of his hand so he was already aware you were close to cumming—the way your eyebrows pinched together and your muscles tensed.
“M-Mik-ey.. please.. p-please, I need to.. I want to.. ” you were a babbling mess, all you could really manage to say was ‘please’ yet he knew exactly what you meant.
“Aw, wanna cum, princess?” he cooes, his lips wrapping around your perky nipple and sucking it hard, teeth grazing over it. All you could give in response was a nod, begging again, saying how it’s driving you crazy. So Mikey took pity on you. “Go on then, show Kenchin how good you feel creaming around his cock.”
And you didnt need to be told twice, fingers craded through Ken’s hair, tugging on it, your whole body went rigid, the coil in your belly finally snapping. All at once, your orgasm is washing over you with the force of a tsunami, leaving you a trembling mess.
“Fuck, f-FUCK” Draken was now struggling, hips stuttering against yours. You were impossibly tight already, but with your pussy clamping down on him and sucking him in greedily, he could barely contain himself. He was going to cum.
“Shit, cummin” his hands were bruising your hips with the force he was holding you with. And through the haze of your orgasm you could feel his—balls pressed to the curvature of your ass, emptying themselves deep inside you. Hot spurts of thick cum were filling you up and it was the most euphoric feeling ever. Until you heard Mikey speak again.
“I gave her permission to cum, I don’t fucking remember giving you permission, Kenchin.” He has a hand wrapped around Ken’s throat now, eyes looking even more dangerous than before, completely clouded by lust. And before you realise what'a happening, Mikey is pulling Draken in for a kiss and you realise.. you’re in for a really long night.
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honeymaki · 8 months
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All I can think about is how reactive Itto’s cock is. He’s reactive anyway, he can hardly hide the facial expressions, the body language, the noises and ticks day to day. And he’s no different underneath you, bottom lip gnawed raw, eyes flushed with desperation, chest heaving. He’ll look at the way your nipples harden as you adjust yourself on his thigh, and his cock will twitch so violently you pause for a second. Pointed black nails pinch at your swollen flesh and the noise of submission you give out spits globs of precum over the flared mushroom tip, angry and growing redder with every squirm your body gives.
“I’m gonna move - I gotta move Itto,” you dont give him much choice in the matter, hiccuping when his stomach clenches and you swear you can see the veins along his length swell even more.
“Yeah yeah sure,” a huge hand digs into the fat of your hip, hurrying you into a frenzied grind, “I got you doll, g’on,” fangs glint in the low light, bared at the feel of his cock throb from one thigh to the other, smearing and dripping all over the place. You’re sticky against his skin, slick and sweet riding his thigh like a docile little lamb, rutting hard enough for your tits to bounce, reflected in his wide and dark eyes. Itto can’t control the way his dick kicks and jumps and curves against his hip with every gooey pass of your sex over his leg, one hand still gripping your hip and the other hovering over his groin, unable to decide whether to contain his jumpy desire or yours.
Smaller fingers grasp his much larger and longer ones, and bring them to your chest, urging him to fondle and play like he was so eager to earlier. Itto can’t escape the shiny drool of precum staining his skin, hissing as your flesh fills his palms. He can barely concentrate on the sensitive pulsing of his cock, jumping and bouncing at your crying out of his name. Your sudden orgasm has him snarling and sitting up, clawing into your cheek and spreading you apart over the sinewy muscle of his thigh, cock trapped between the two of you and positively vibrating when he saw swallows your euphoria with his tongue. He doesn’t even need proper stimulation, not when he’s throbbing and spasming and pulsing against your soft quivering belly,
“Jus’ stay like that doll, like this - can feel you all sticky, so cute aren’t you ?” Gnashing his teeth, Itto noses along your hairline, holding you closer, squeezing you tighter, hips rutting ever so slightly, “looked so cute riding my thigh, gonna make you do that every time now, every night, nd you wanna do it dont’cha? Bet you won’t be able to stop thinking ‘bout it till next time, I won’t - gonna feel your wet cunt on my thigh for weeks,” his cock pulses and grows impossibly harder, flaring ever so slightly at the base and he cums with a whimpered snarl, cock flexing with every rope of cum against your belly and chest. He doesn’t stop twitching for a while, half hard over his hip, still dribbling precum with every languid kiss you press to his lips.
It’s a blessing really, how reactive and how pretty his cock is, how jumpy and twitchy it is, how it pulses and flares and throbs and grows hot when he’s close. Feels specially good when it’s inside you, heavy and thick and filling you out with every reaction to you begging for him cum just once more.
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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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thomamour · 2 years
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𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬.
arataki itto x gn!reader | 877 words | minors dni
content warnings: ooc itto, oral (reader receiving), size kink, overstimulation, use of the term ‘cunny’, vaginal penetration, creampie, slight degradation, itto is a big meanie
author’s note: yet another repost! this is definitely super ooc for itto since this was written on the day he was announced before we knew anything about his character. it’s still hot imo so please enjoy and look forward to a more accurate depiction of itto soon!!
His large hands are firm against the backs of your thighs, holding you spread open for him as he plunges his tongue in and out of your spasming hole. He’s cruel with his actions, ignoring the way you struggle and writhe from overstimulation. You’ve already cum 3 times, but that’s far from enough for him. Everything he does, he does with exuberance. He has to give it his all everytime, he doesn’t do anything casually.
“Itto! Please! I can’t take it,” you whine, pushing at the top of his head.
You’re so small compared to him, so weak. It’s cute that you think your puny human strength has anything against a man with oni blood coursing through his veins. Your hands wrap around his horns as he looks up at you, scarlett eyes scanning your fucked out face.
He hasn’t even given you what you want most: his cock. He’s painfully hard in his pants, hips rutting into the bed just to seek out some friction. You’re so beautiful, so perfect. He can’t help but to get off on your pitiful cries and the desperate rolls of your hips against his shockingly long tongue.
Itto speaks from between your thighs, a gruff grumble of “Cum for me again and i’ll fuck your pretty cunt. You can do it.”
You whimper, your eyes rolling back as he flicks his tongue over your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hands curl tighter around his horns, making him growl into your pussy. The vibrations make you see stars, your thighs straining against his grasp as your release hits you like a ton of bricks.
“Ah shit! Itto~!” you squeal, legs quivering and heart racing as he tongue-fucks you through your high.
He smiles against you, hungrily lapping up your juices as you keen above him. He's uncharacteristically gentle when he lets your legs go, settling them softly against the futon below. Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, he moves up to loom over you.
“Think you can handle me?” he asks teasingly, tugging his pants down to free his impressive length. It smacks up against his belly, precum already making a mess of his toned abs.
Nodding, you wrap your hand around him. Your fingers don’t even come close to touching, he’s just that big. Itto thrusts into your touch, shivering at the way your soft palm glides so smoothly over him. “I want you to fuck me, make me your cocksleeve,” you purr, a shy smile painted across your face.
“You don’t even have to ask.” He moves away from your touch, fitting himself between your open thighs.
Itto grunts as he pushes inside of you, your walls struggling to accommodate him. He places a hand on your belly for leverage, slamming into you with no regard for your comfort. He laughs at the way you jolt and immediately claw at his skin.
His pace is brutal, barely allowing you to breathe as he rams his hips into you. The stretch burns, leaving you seeing stars as he ruins your sweet cunny for any other man. He wastes no time before the fat head of his cock is seeking out your g-spot and drilling into it.
Itto isn’t surprised when you cum in mere minutes, he’s more surprised that you lasted so long. It’s a new record for him, sluts like you always cum in seconds once he’s bullied his thick cock into them. He looks down, biting his lip at the creamy ring of white building up around his base. He's already tasted your pussy, but he can’t stop himself from salivating like a wild animal at the thought.
Your voice cracks as you beg him for more, your little hands clinging tightly to his wrists as you try to keep yourself centered. He’s more than happy to oblige, angling his hips to somehow fill you more completely than before. He kisses at the entrance to your cervix, making your vision go spotty from the erotic pain.
Your words become a slurred mess; a mix of pleas for him to let you cum again and nasty curses that he'd never expect to hear from someone like you. Your praise of how good it feels does nothing but boost his already large ego. He could get off on your words alone, but your slick walls are doing more than enough to make him hit his own release.
He cums with a growl, fucking his hot spunk deeper into you as you unravel around him yet again. Itto sees a glimmer of relief in your eyes as he slows to a stop, but it quickly fades as he man handles your legs over his shoulders this time.
“W-what? More?” you squeak, already moaning as he starts back up.
He grins. “of course. What, did you think I'd only cum once after making you feel so good? I need my pleasure too, pet.” With stamina like his, you’re in for a long night.
Pretty little things like you should know better than to ask so whorishly to be fucked. You shouldve been smarter than to assume he’ll treat you delicately or with any consideration for the limits of the human body. He's a man who does nothing lightly or without full vigor; screwing the sweethearts of inazuma is no different.
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bokutoslittlebird · 3 years
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Nice and Clean
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Sakusa Kiyoomi x sister!reader
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Warnings: incest, f. and m. oral receiving, implied cum eating, “cunny check”, college AU, this might be a little gross sorry, cockwarming, praise
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Coming home from classes and into the warm arms of your brother is always one of the best parts of your day. He’ll make you take a shower after a day of running around campus in late Spring, sweat showing on your t-shirt. It makes you self conscious, knowing he could probably smell the sweat on your body even though you just went from class to class. He always smelled nice, even after volleyball practice, but you were never so blessed with that ability.
“Welcome back. Long day?” He asks, kissing the top of your head. You nod, sighing as you inhale his scent. It may just be cleaning products to others, but he smells comforting. “Were you good?”
“Of course, nii-chan! I’d never go against the rules,” you giggle, feeling his hand ghost up your back. As soon as it reaches your mid back, he pulls away and gestures his head to the side. Towards the bedroom. It’s time.
“Gotta make sure you’re still nice and clean for me, okay?” He murmurs against your skin. You never tell him no, understanding his concern for you extended to making sure you were scratched up after falling all the way to his special cunny checks.
You just wish he’d let you shower first.
The way Kiyoomi eagerly presses his lips to your sticky skin, going down your stomach to your shorts, has shivers running up your spine. He’s almost too good at this part, you think, as he uses his teeth to take them off, snapping the band against your skin with a smile on his face. Once on your thighs, he uses his hands to guide them the rest of the way, taking your panties off with them. Glistening with your arousal of him simply touching you, he can finally see your sweet, sweet cunt. Completely untouched since he parted from you this morning.
He’ll never admit it, but Kiyoomi loves the way you smell when you get home. You always think you smell bad, but you smell normal to him. After sweating all day and probably imagining the way his tongue flicked against your clit, he loves burying his face in between your legs. The way you wiggled and squirmed as he barely breathes on your pussy, soft whines as you wait in anticipation and anxiety for him to complete his little procedure. He enjoys this the most.
With his nose nudging against your skin, you feel your face get hot as he just blows air on your folds, spreading them apart with his fingers. Shimmering strands connect them, telling him you were probably thinking about him on the way back to the apartment. It brings a smile to his face, the fact you always are eager for him as he is for you. Pressing his lips into your cunt, he lets his tongue flick against the sensitive skin, feeling you jump under him. Strong hands dig into the flesh of your thighs, ready to keep you down as he dives in.
As his lips wrap around your little clit, moaning as he lets his tongue wander around your clenching hole, you find yourself easily approaching the first orgasm of the night. It’s the way he can feel your legs tense under his palm, the way your hands move from his locks to the bedsheets, the breathless moans that has him sucking harshly and moving his tongue up and down, nose rubbing against skin. He’s helping you hurl towards your orgasm, the pleasure filling you in a moment as your back arches and Kiyoomi feels your essence coat his face. Slurping up any excess, he hums in approval as he removes himself from you.
“As expected. My sweet sister still tastes as sweet as she did this morning. C’mon baby, time for a bath,” he coos, moving to pick you up bridal style. Instinctively, you curl against his chest.
In the bath, Kiyoomi spends a good amount of time washing your body. He always does, letting soapy hands wander over your curves and your chest, occasionally tweaking your nipples when you least expect it. If his hands wander down too far, you always pay him back by squeezing down on his cock. Hearing him groan always has you clenching some more, but it keeps him from getting too handsy with you. Once he’s lathered you up and has covered every inch of your skin, he makes sure you do the same to him. Facing his broad chest, you make sure to give him some sweet kisses as your fingers run over his skin, rubbing out any tense muscles you find. It’s one of your favorite parts of the day, just hearing him sigh and groan in satisfaction as you tend to his tense shoulders.
Once you’re both completely clean, rinsed and dried, that’s when the real fun begins. As a treat for helping him clean up, you get to pleasure him before feeling his cock inside you once more. The left over tingling feeling of him being inside you has you eagerly clambering to your knees, begging to suck on his cock. A soft chuckle fills your ears as Kiyoomi unties the towel from his waist, his cock already hard as it usually is for you.
You remember the way he likes you to do it. Despite his outward disgust for most things, he absolutely loves when you get him all messy with your mouth. A glob of spit on his tip, watching it drop down his shaft only for you to catch it with your tongue, licking back up to the tip as you make eye contact. With lidded eyes, he keeps them locked on yours, his large hand patting your head as he silently encourages you to continue. Suckling on his tip, you finally put half of him in your mouth, tongue swirling around the bit inside as drool covers the rest of him. Your hands pump the excess of him, coated in your own saliva as you pop off of him, licking up his shaft once more as you swirl around the tip. Putting him in your mouth, you go all the way down as you try to not gag around him, bobbing your head as your throat constricts around his girth.
It only takes a few bobs of your head to have Kiyoomi moaning, fingers digging into your scalp as he explodes in your mouth. Sticky cum oozes down your throat as you guzzle every drop from him, licking the length of his cock while he comes down from his high. Loudly licking your lips, you giggle at his flushed face. “You look so perverted nii-chan. You like your little sister sucking on your cock that much?”
“I love everything my sweet little sister does,” he huffs, catching his breath. You crawl up onto his lap, your freshly cleaned cunt rubbing against his soft cock, dripping with want. He presses a firm kiss against your lips, rougher than his previous kisses as he digs his fingers into your ass, massaging the flesh. “Lay down on the bed,”
You obey his order, your head firmly against the pillows as he crawls between your legs. With his cock hard again, he rubs it on your folds, lathering it in your juices. It’s only for a few seconds, though, as he’s soon lining himself up and pushing into your tiny cunt. He’s so big that he always has to make sure you’re comfortable before he continues much farther, sweet murmurs of how good you feel around him while you adjust. Tears bead on your eyelashes as he gently rocks into you, spreading your gummy walls as he fills you up completely.
“You look so pretty under me like this. Such a good girl, taking my cock so well. Your nii-san’s got you, it’s okay,” he coos, fingers rubbing soothing circles in your hips as he finally gets himself all the way into you. It’s always a struggle getting in there, he hates seeing you cry because of him. But the reward in the end is having your legs on his shoulders as he pounds you into the mattress.
“Big! Omi— ‘s too much!” You scream, nails digging into the flesh of his neck as he drills himself into your cunt. Loud and wet squelches echo around the room as he consistently pumps his cock into you, keeping you bent as your legs dangle over his shoulders and his arms cage you in the position. His grunts are easily overpowered by your pleas and screams, your juices being louder as his balls slam down against your ass. It’s an overwhelming sensation, feeling his cock fill you out so well and his feral attempt to fuck you senseless, that you find yourself coming undone on his cock once more.
With a loud grunt, Kiyoomi moves his mouth to your neck, teeth latching on as you yelp, nails moving down to his biceps as your teeth grit together. You’re quickly hurling towards another orgasm, Kiyoomi picking up his pace as he comes closer to his own release. When his teeth dig in a little harshly do you clamp down around him, mewling as your back arches. It’s all he needed to push over the edge, an almost growl from his throat as he pushes into you once more time, removing his head from your neck to watch you cum.
It’s a beautiful sight, the way your eyes roll back and your tongue lolls out, tears streaming down your face from pleasure as your walls gush around him. It has him spilling his load into your awaiting walls, filling you up even more as he ruts into your sensitive cunt. He loves seeing you completely full of him, it warms his heart when he knows you’ll do everything in your power to keep his cum inside you until the next morning, when he wakes you up with his tongue prodding your cunt to see if he can taste himself in you. Nothing can ever compare to how much he loves you.
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Author’s Note: cunt/cunny checks are very cliche for incest fics I know but if it isn’t broken don’t try to fix it aka I like it
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viking izu 🥺
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Warnings: fem reader, fem pronouns (wife, queen), slight body description (fat thighs/pussy) fingering, mentions of public sex, size kink, exhibitionism, vouyerism, breeding mention(s), alcohol mention. Unedited.
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You are in luck cause I was rereading my Viking!Ushijima and Viking!Izu would be so similar, so hard and battle worn and scarred and heavy, but he’s victorious and a legend, like Odin himself, maybe even a son of Odin, a son of god with the way he swings his axe and sits on his throne made of iron, wood and bronze. He wears furs in the winter, a great cape made of bear pelt and wolf hide, secured with a huge torc that always leaves an imprint on your cheek when he holds you close, encases you in fur and skin and warmth when the wind whistles through the great hall on nights when Jack Frost is angry.
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King Izu is huge, rough and hardy and he licks at the mead dripping from your lips, two thick fingers squeezing your cheeks and grinning when you heat and simper and whimper beneath his strength. Hushes you in a deep rumble, kisses the skin beneath your eye and promises you his bed after the feast,
“Be good and entertain for a while, then you can have my seed,”
And the promise has you up and refreshing horns, pouring ale and mead and sitting on your husband’s lap to feed him pork dripping with honey and fat, small hand clutching his neck to tip his head back far enough for his throat to strain. Music plays, men shout and tussle, women chatter and steal away into the shadows, warriors sharpen their blades and growl at the children who scramble between the legs of the long table. None of them notice the giant hand slipping beneath your kirtle, none of them hear your whimpers and begs because Izu looks so wanton and tempting in his furs and breeches, chest wide and broad, stone and iron hard, panting with the syrup he finds waiting for him at the crux of your thighs. Plush fat gives way for his touches, eyes dark and staring at the heave of your chest in the firelight, listening to the whines and gasps falling shamelessly from your mouth. His thumb, baring a ring and the width of something too big to call human, pressed against your cunt, wool suddenly too hot and too tight, hall suddenly too loud and too open with the way King Izu grips and pulls at you,
“It’s been two years since we wed,” he whispers in your ear, “And we’ve yet to bless the throne,” dark honey spreads down your back and you cast your eyes over to the empty chair, huge and sharp and unyielding, like the fingers bullying between your legs, “Maybe your insistence is enough to break me this one time, your neediness is maybe something I’ll take advantage of,”
“‘Zuku…,” you’re whining and squirming and suddenly his warriors are looking at you upon their King’s lap, legs wide and baring you to all.
“The gods look down upon us, Odin gave us his blessing wife, we should honour that,” Izu licks a stripe up your neck, wet and hot, puffing against your skin.
“I just want you,” his hard lust simmers into something softer for a moment, upon hearing your words and Izu’s lashes flutter at the scent of you, lifting through the sweat, through the food and the wool and fur and leather and wood. The hall of his forefathers might be packed to the brim, as it always should be, but right now? All he sees is you upon his knee and the way you look up at him with all the love in the world. His hand grows more bold, more insistent, palm kneading the throbbing ache of your cunt and there’s no quelling the mewls of agreement spilling from your tempting lips.
“I would take you in front of them all, show them how a King, a god, treats his queen-, Izu’s lips are rough and hot against your ear, breath catching on the delicate skin of your neck and you shiver, curling into his chest and gripping the sides of his cloak, hands so small and fragile against his mass and wrath. He takes a moment to kiss your temple, mouth resting sweet against your skin, eyes dark and casting shadows upon any who dared look at the way you squirm and writhe for him, and the fingers bullying between your thighs,
“But alas my queen, as much as I value and love my kin - no one but me sees you bared and fucked but me. So stop trying to make me bend you over the table and breed you in front of them all, are we clear? Because your cunt full of my seed is only a sight only I am privileged to witness, I promised you my cock after the feast and my cock you shall get, but only if you’re patient,”
A whimper escapes your lips when rough fingers slide between your folds, fat and dripping with need, spreading for him with an almost audible slchk that has Izu imagining such awful, filthy scenes. Even if he put you in your place, told you to wait, told you to be patient, told you that only he is allowed to see you stuffed and fucked - there’s a strange revelry in folding your into the blessed table with his cock battering your insides, in front of all his kin, his warriors, your friends. A king is nothing without his queen, and what better way to show that then fucking his queen full and making sure she’s dripping and swollen with his cum?
The thought makes Izu a tad bolder, despite his warnings to you, a strong finger parting your cunt and crooking deep and hard, causing you to arch and barely hold back a howl, the resounding squeak alerting red eyes to the musing of his king and queen. You should be plenty satisfied with this, a finger, maybe two, pacifying your need to be filled with something thicker, stronger, just until the last men fall drunk to the floor. And - in a way, you are. He’s holding you tight, close to his chest, one hand on your waist with his mouth pressed parted to your hairline, swallowing with every clench of your cunt around his fingers, imagining it’s his cock, imagining the feel of your velvety walls on his tongue, counting down the moments until he’s able to carry you to your bed, his bed. Tongue tasting the sweat of your temple, Izu encourages your writhing and contorting, the hall a little quieter and a little calmer, enough for you to lift your thigh and allow your king easy access to press his fingers harder, deeper, faster,
“Izu, mmmh - please, Izu,” you’re licking your lips, arm wound round his neck and Gods; you can feel yourself dripping down his wrist. It’s something, something akin to what your king is thinking, having his thick, rough fingers between your thighs when you know others can see, can muse, can hear what he’s doing. The thought has you collapsing against him, pitching with a whine and a quivering belly, thighs closing around his arm and trapping him, cunt flooding his hand and wrist.
“Good girl, that’s my good girl hm?” Izu kisses your cheek, then your jaw, the spot behind your ear that has you shivering,
“Do you think they will notice if we sneak away now? Please, I can’t take it anymore,” Your voice is shaky but the need still bubbles in your belly, and Izu huffs,
“Already? I’m still inside you,” he grumbles, “Most of the warriors noticed long before my fingers were in your cunt, my queen, you are insufferable,”
But…he still stands, clapping his chiefs and warriors on the shoulders with a slippery hand plastered to your back. He still bids farewells to those he fought for and with, despite his gruffing and grunting, despite complaining to Bakugo about ‘the duties of a with a hungry wife’; Izu is hard enough to leak over your stomach when he gets you bared beneath him, and is desperate enough to fuck you too many times to count into the mattress and furs and pillows.
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honeymaki · 3 years
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M thinking of a big big daddy🥺 who sits you in their lap nd plays with your sweet slippery clit with their big big fingers till your creaming and shuddering in their arms, makin’ a mess all over their shiny dress pants:(( their lips pressed to your temple cooing at you,
“S’my good girl, gotta get you ready don’t I? Gotta get you soft nd easy to fuck don’t I pretty baby?” All sweet and condescending cause you’re tearing up at the swell at their crotch nd pawing at their big big broad chest:(( daddy please, want it so bad daddy, want your cock:(( nd they bully their way in there, s’too big, way too big with a fat mushroom tip nd slippery bulging veins that you can feel catching on your puffy folds. Big rough hands squeezing the fat of your hips, lifting you up nd down, up nd down all shallow cause s’such a tight fit:(( all fat nd thick; creamy rings gathering up nd down as you whimper nd claw at the back of their neck, trusting them to take your weight nd sit you pretty on their cock, so big nd so heavy in your tummy💕
“There we go, there’s a good girl, s’my pretty pretty baby all stuffed full of daddy’s cock hm? Feel it deep? Taking it so well for me, always take my cock so well - taught you so well, shaped your pretty princess cunt to fit my cock didn’t I? S’all mine, all mine,” nd they press their big big fingers back to your clit nd makes you shake nd shudder nd gush nd squeal on their big mean cock🥺
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honeymaki · 3 years
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deku deku deku deku 🥺🥺 dilf deku who can’t help givin you all his cum right when you ask for it 🥺🥺🥺 who spoils you rotten n accepts the consequences of turning you into a brat 🥺🥺🥺 deku deku deku deku 🥺🥺🥺
deku deku deku:(( so nice to you, always gives you what you want cause you're his good girl, his best girl, his cute lil cum slut who begs nd begs for his thick, pearly cum even in public:((
bringin' your glossy lips close to his grizzly cheek, pecking him nd whispering how much you want his cum all drippy nd sticky in your panties🥺🥺 in this cute lil cafe he'd brought you too? s'mean of you to even flutter your eyelashes nd say "please daddy, I'll be good I promise," nd he's got you shunted into a quiet bathroom somewhere with your panties tight around your fleshy thighs nd your cute hands all little and barely able to match the way Deku's thrusting his big leaky cock between them:((
he loves it when you beg for his cum, but loves it more, especially, god he adores it when you don't, when you're squirming nd kicking and scratching him nd his big big body over yours🥺🥺 adding to his scars and squealing that he's too deep, that you're gonna tear in two, that he can't cum in you cause there's no space, daddy please, s'too much, too big, too much:(( but big big Deku nd his broad hands smush into the backs of your thighs and squashes you into the mattress and cums buckets🥺🥺 so much, so fuckin much you can hear it spurting out of your abused, puffy lil hole:((, humping you, rutting into you cause he's still cumming nd grunting nd choking like he's a silly virgin, all cause you were too full nd didn't want his cum, Deku's gonna give it to you anyways
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honeymaki · 3 years
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Parings: Ymir x fem!reader
Warnings: sugar mommy/sugar baby relationship, public sex, size kink, strap on, oral, fingering, mentions of bimbo reader
word count: 1.1k
A/N: first thing on this blog and it’s sugar mommy!Ymir god help us
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꧁✿🌸╭⊱  Sugar mommy!Ymir doesn’t flaunt it, no, not in the ways others may flaunt their money. She’s tactful, tasteful with dark jeans and shiny belts and skin shirts dropped open to show the intricate tattoo lacing down her sternum, framed by silver chains. Rings adorning her fingers, thick and chunky and worth more than the weight of the diamonds fixed to your earlobes, but she’d never tell you how much, or where she got them, only snapping a picture at them pressing against the delicate skin of your throat. She’s niche, addictive, wants you begging for more, more of anything when you’re with her, treating you to an expensive trip to the shops and then slipping her hand under your skirt in the fancy restaurant she’s on the VIP list for. You don’t ask what her job is, how she got all her funds and savings and you definitely don’t ask her why she keeps you around, dumb little you with wide eyes and glossy lips and a tendency to maybe act up just a little bit when she invades the privacy of the dressing room in favour of shoving her fingers down your throat and grinding her thigh against your warm cunt. 
꧁✿🌸╭⊱  She’s never the type to buy you pretty lingerie and then rip it all off you with the intention of getting you naked as quickly as possible - no. She has a myriad of cameras, professional photographer ones and vintage ones that make funny clicking sounds when they produce polaroids of your body stretched out amongst the furs and satins of the bed. Ymir adores going back through the photos, putting them in order and flipping through each garment of your outfit being peeled off, remembering each flex of her fingers against your skin and each pose she put you in. God - the first time she pulled out her favourite camera, you’d hidden behind your hands and bitten your lip in embarrassment because Ymir had forced your legs apart and snapped far too many photos of your cunt fluttering and glistening in the orange light of the dining room. Over time, you got used to her funny requests, growing more and more confident in front of the camera until she didn’t have to ask you to pose any more, you did it of your own accord and often included the pretty black dildo she’d bought for you or the silver nipple clamps that matched the bars through hers. She’s got the photos all hidden in a Louis Vuitton shoe box under her bed and sometimes, when she can’t take you with her on business trips, she’ll select her favourites and stare at them in the emptiness of her hotel room with her hand between her legs and your voice cooing down the phone for her. 
꧁✿🌸╭⊱ Ymir fucks you like she’s afraid you’ll leave her, ditch her for someone who will pay you more to be by their side, someone who will provide more for you, give you more, fuck you more - be more than her. So she stakes her claim on her body with mean fingers but a soft mouth, lips tugging at your nipples and cock slipping through the folds of your cunt, aching with the words she whispers into your skin, “C’mon princess, work it for me, you were so desperate for my cock earlier so why’re you being so shy now hm? Where’d my good girl go? Thought I taught you better than to be all bark but no bite, talkin’ all that shit about being able to take my cock and then being too fuckin shy to ride it like the whore I know you really are,”. And it’s the thick metal band on her thumb and the jutting of her hips that have you creaming over her cock, slick and shiny and the prettiest purple colour at your request. She always makes you ride this one, teases you with the fat head of it before yanking your hips down the ribbed girth of it, the thickest of her collection and the one that makes you cry the hardest. “Awh, is my baby girl crying already? Is my cock too much for you? Can’t take it? Hm? Such a pity, I was gonna give in and fuck you like you wanted, give you a little rest from being such a stupid brat but if you’re just gonna be a little cry baby then you can make it up to me,”. And even though you blubber and bounce and twitch and jerk over her cock, that thumb never leaves your clit and that hand aids in your grinds till you shudder and drench her lap with your spend. 
꧁✿🌸╭⊱ Something Ymir loves especially, is taking you along to her business events, paying you a hefty sum to wear no panties and the prettiest silk dress that sticks to your skin like water, and drapes over your curves and slopes. She loves showing you off, suit jacket discarded over her chair and shirt unbuttoned to show the jewel at her throat matching the ones on your wrists, a sheen of sweat dampening her skin with how utterly delicious you looked. It was merely an opportunity to show her coworkers and friends that she could afford a pretty dumb thing to hang off her arm, and then follow her into the private bathroom when people were slightly too drunk to question the damp spot on the back of your dress as you disappeared into the shadows. There’s just something about attaching her lips to the hard throb of your clit that was addictive to Ymir, propping you up on the marble counter top and hiking your watery dress up over your sinful hips, urging you to mess up her hair and play with your breasts, over the fabric, over the cool satin of your dress so that it wrinkled and folded with the scratch of your nails and the pebbling of your nipples. You always tasted sweeter in public, especially with a few glasses of champagne in you and your glossy lips sticky and bitten from how often you tried to seduce Ymir into a corner to play with you. Please, every event ended like this, every business dinner and gala finished with Ymir’s fingers fucking into your clenching hole and her teeth dragging over your clit till you gushed down her hand and stained her shirt. You were both addicted to each other, money and gifts and favours be damned - and the first time you called her mommy? The first time you begged for mommy’s fingers in your needy little cunt? Fuck - Ymir was sure you blacked out from how hard she’d fucked you.
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honeymaki · 3 years
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y-ymir..pls,, wan to be her dumb needy baby :((.
she'd be all soft n nice in public but in bed- she'd rearrange ur insides with her thick strap-on and kiss ur tears away,, hnfhhhggg >< and when u let lil squeals and whimpers out tellin her it hurts so bad :(( she would worship ur body n' tell u how good ur being for her :(
-💌 (can i claim this?)
Ymir and a - a b-bimbo:(( you’re r her pretty bimbo who’s too dumb to know when to stop so when you’re at a bar, you’re off humping her thigh cause they look so thick nd heavy nd her tight trousers nd black shirt and her gold chain and her rings and her tattoos over her fingers god I want her:((
She doesn’t punish you, no Ymir could never punish her perfect dumb baby for being needy and stupid🥺🥺 no, she just makes you grind on her fat, fat strap till you’ve got tears in your eyes when the head of it bumps your throbbing clit and she’s got one hand cupping your tit and pinching your hard nipple and the other is squeezing your hip, lifting you nd trusting her dumb bimbo baby to angle her cock just right cause that’s all you know:(( sitting on her fat heavy cock:(( and you’re bouncing and crying cause
“Hurts Ymir please! Cant - s’too much, too much cant do it!” And you’re so dumb you don’t even recognise the same cock that drilled into you two nights ago and you’re convinced you can’t take it but Ymir coos and strokes your hip and jerks her hips and you’re thrashing and writhing and creaming white rings round her cock all pretty nd dirty like🥺🥺
“Being so good for me aren’t’cha? Takin my cock so well kitten, so well - made for this cock, this pussy is fuckin made to take my cock, made to warm it nd moulded to its shape yeah? Gonna sit pretty for me? Let me fuck you on my fat dick yeah? Look at you - so dumb nd needy all you care about is cumming ‘nd creaming round my cock,”
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honeymaki · 2 years
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kitty do you have any thoughts on camgirl! annie🥺👉👈
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Warnings: female reader (use of girl and she), cam work, fucking machine, strapon, size kink, daddy kink, oral (f→dildo)
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With Annie, it starts with you. You posted some pictures here and there, accepted tips and extra subs for a monthly audio of your moans and begs and whines late at night so your roommate couldn't hear. But then you met Annie, moved in with her, confessed you loved her, bought a hamster together all within six months because she was just - everything, everything to you, for you.
She never mentions the packages full of frilly, lacy lingerie or the little costumes you model for her because who is she to complain? You're crawling up her torso with crotchless panties and a pair of bunny ears on your head, what else is she gonna do? And the one time Annie accepts a big package, a big big box that''s heavy and kinda clanky - she investigates while you're out at the patisserie buying lunch.
"A fucking machine? Really?" it's not aggressive by any means, coming out of the cold and the wind and the rain to find your girlfriend amongst instructions and booklets detailing how to put the contraption together, "My fingers not enough for you huh?" but she's got this funny little smirk on her lips, cherry red and matching the dildo in her hands, the one you'd ordered to go with the machine. You're stunned to silence, gaping like a fish when she presses a kiss to the tip of the dick and fixes it to the smooth metal arm attached to a slimline machine.
"This for a milestone or what? Last time I checked you were at 9k?"
It wasn't a secret what you did, what the spare room was for, why you often crawled on to her lap late in the evenings with teary eyes and a drippy pussy. Annie didn't get jealous or angry or even curious really, you had your job and she had hers; money was money and if it included getting your tits out every so often then she didn't find reason to complain.
"For - I did a raffle for my 10k, said one of my premium subs could choose a present for me," you find your voice when Annie fiddles with the little dial on the machine, setting it to slow and the dildo starts thrusting into the air, the whirring somewhat quieter than the two of you were expecting.
She sees your thighs clench. You see a fire light in her eyes. Her lips part and you whimper.
"Take it, you can take it honey," there's a camera angled almost above you, zooming in on the bulbous head fluttering over your clit, puffy and slippery with lube. You're - you're a goddamn mess because above you, Annie stands donning a sports bra and a pair of tight black boxers, accentuating the curve of her and the the slight of her hips. And her? Annie's not much better, cooing down at you with fake confidence because she's gotta stay strong, gotta stay tall above where your thighs are pulled up and out, pussy pudging and gaping for the dildo that teases you endlessly. On the bed, a laptop shows a livestream of what Annie is filming, subs increasing by the minute and donations popping off with every slow, meticulous thrust of the dildo against you,
"In yeah? What it inside? How deep baby, tell me how deep you want it," your viewers have never seen this shot of you, never had a livestream before, never had commentary before and they are loosing their minds, struggling to type, struggling to donate, struggling to subscribe.
You look up at your girlfriend with glassy eyes, lip bitten and raw, cheeks wet with tears and your hips search for more, wriggling and rolling with every rolling thrust till the head catches just right,
"Please - want it! Do it deep Annie, want it so deep please! wanna be stuffed and so full Annie!" she doesn't really care that you're begging using her real name, she wouldn't want it any other way - any other name spilling from your mouth when the head of the dildo pops into your cunt and glides effortlessly deeper; then maybe she'd have to intervene. In her free hand, she controls the speed, increasing quicker than you're prepared for but you're not complaining, can't complain, not when you've got your head thrown back and you're panting like a dog.
"That's a good girl, look at her - she's such a good little girl taking all that cock isn't she? You wanna see a bit more? Wanna see the little whore take more? Another cock? My cock perhaps?" you're sobbing by the time Annie positions herself by your head, straps tight against her hips and thighs and cock jutting out from her body, thinner than the one pounding mercilessly away at you but it's veiny and the most realistic one she owns. Perfect for shoving between your perfect, drooly lips when you cry out her name, eyes catching the flash of the camera as it pans down your quivering body,
"Oh no honey," Annie simpers, pointing the camera to where the dial lays forgotten and out of reach, up on nearly the highest setting, "Looks like you're gonna have to take it till i'm satisfied, till we're all satisfied, be a good girl now - suck daddy's cock,"
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honeymaki · 3 years
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hi kitty !!! hope ur day’s going well. been havin some commander hange brainrot nd i can’t get the thought of them just making me absolutely brain dead from their strap🥺
commander hange:(( has just - the biggest fucking strap you've ever seen nd it's ribbed and this bright fuckin purple and they just tap your lips so so lovingly, smiling down at you with a "open wide angel, I want to see how much you can take"
You've managed only a quarter of the thick, heavy dildo down your throat nd you've gagged and had to stop for a bit because you started hyperventilating; and Hange knows you're truly a cockwhore because the whole time you've got your hands sandwiched between your thighs nd looking up at them so so tearily and with so much adoration in your eyes. So next on the list is your perfect little pussy, so tight nd drippy and always creaming when they slap the fat cock head against your clit, making you jump and whine and jerk and kick your legs out:(( "Want more honey? C'mon, I know this little angel cunt is so so hungry for my cock, look at it - gonna be a tight fit isn't it?"
you don't care, you want it, want their cock so deep in your guts but all they're doing is grinding against you, thick shaft bumping over your clit and heavy base fit snugly against your entrance, wide and dripping with your slick, thighs covered and slippery:(( nd they just keep going, keep grinding, keep making you writhe and beg with tears in your eyes nd hiccups catching in your throat,
"Want you dumb angel, want you so needy you can hardly speak - how long d'you think it'll take before you start crying - oh!" and the whole time they've been talking, their hips speed up and their thighs flex and bulge with every heavy downward thrust against your pussy, cock hardly leaving the plush of your lips and it's so close, so close to slipping in and you want it so bad, gripping their wrists where they've got their hands fisting the sheets either side of your head. and you burst into heavy sobs when the tip catches on your pulsing needy hole and Hange kisses your tears away with a quiet coo of your name, crowding closer to you, chests flush and cock finally - finally breaching you with such a stretch than you feel your mind going blank and your mouth dropping open. nd Hange's got their face pressed into your neck, whispering what a good girl you've been for being so patient, for turning into a dumb little angel for them:(( and their hips swing down into yours, dildo forcing deeper, harder, stretching you so wide nd so obscene that you're unsure if you'll ever be able to cum without it again:(( nd Hange knows this, wants you to only ever need their big heavy cock, only ever able to cum around it, squeeze it hard nd cream so so pretty on it:(( your plush folds swollen nd puffy round the girth of it:(( huggin' it so pretty nd good:(( you're just such a perfect little toy for them to play with, abuse with their cock(s) nd fingers nd tongue:(( so perfect:((
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honeymaki · 3 years
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M thinking of praise🥺🥺 your fave kissing your cheeks nd eyelids nd forehead as you stutter beneath them, legs pried open wide nd pussy stretched around their thick cock🥺🥺
“Look at that princess, you’re doing so well f’me, so so pretty all spread out nd messy like this - my messy little princess aren’t you?” Nd they rub your lil clit till your legs shake nd your belly goes all quivery🥺 “Taking my cock so well, can you let me in a little more? That’s my good girl, just relax now, I got you - a few more - there we go!” Nd You’re blubbering with the stretch when they sheath in to the hilt and kicking your legs out only to have them pinned lovingly to your chest, a hand pressing on your lil folded belly🥺🥺 “Always take me so well princess, such a good fucking girl for me nd my cock, so proud of you”💕💕
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honeymaki · 2 years
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Issei:(((( wipes your tears and presses little kisses to your wobbling lips when you try nd take his cock all the way, tryna sink down his fat heavy length and getting all teary and blubbery cause s’feels so good:(( cooing at you trying so hard and managing so well on your own, big veiny hand on your hip to guide you and thighs flexing hard to try not buck up into you, make you cry more, make you sob and whine harder:(( and then, days later when he’s stood next to you in line at the market, he innocently presses his hand to the same spot on your hip and kisses the stray tear leaking down your cheek at the memory:(((
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honeymaki · 3 years
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Apologizing because I've sent the last 3 asks but I am absolutely unstable right now. I'm pretty tall like 5'7-5'8 that being said Yelena would absolutely dwarf me (in my mind she's 6'7 idc what anyone else says)
I didn't think I had a size kink until this goddess graced my eyes. Want her big hand pinning me down by the throat as she plays with my pussy. I don't want to be able to make any sound beside strained little gasps or pleas as I squirm because it's just so good and she's got me so full just from her fingers. Want her to call me her pathetic little slut as my eyes go cross and I grip her forearm begging for air.
Not a single thought behind my eyes just Mommy Yelena n her big hands and fingers. Don't even get me started on her strap I'll start drooling just from the thought.
Well canonically mommy yelena is 6’2 so if we just round that up to 6’7 then we’re good to be restrained by one hand on our throat and fingers bullying their way into our weepy pussy🥺🥺 she’s so subconsciously mean to you, really, forcing you open and spitting on your clit cause she just loves her pretty little baby messy and dumb and needy:(( and her strap?? God she’d think it was normal sized but she’s huge?? So in comparison to you?
“It’ll fit, I’ll make it fit baby, mommy will make her big cock fit into your tiny little princess cunt yeah?”
And she bullies her way, always bullying, into your pussy nd you’re sobbing and thrashing cause her cock is too big, s’too big mommy:((
Yelena will make it fit. It won’t fit till all you can say is mommy, mommy, mommy in between gasps for breath and squeals when you cum every two inches cause it’s just so thick nd fat and heavy and so so good💕💕
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honeymaki · 3 years
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for the ask thingy ... daddy kink and mina because i can't get over daddy mina
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mmm daddy Mina....she's just - insatiable, especially when she's teasing you when she comes home from work to find you grinding on her pillow because 'can't cum without daddy, can't feel good without daddy':(( and she just tuts, still wearing her hero suit, gesturing for you to keep grinding, keep humping like some bitch in heat while she talks to you, talks you through every lewd squelch of your pussy on the pillow she sleeps on every night.
"How d'you think I feel? Coming home to see my pretty, perfect princess acting like a slut? Using my pillow to cum, as if I haven't bought you toys and things to keep your needy little pussy full and happy. Is that what you want? Want something big and fat to stuff that pussy? Want daddy's cock to turn you back into my best princess?" and you're nodding and cumming before you can even think properly, bouncing on the pillow as if somehow that'll prolong your orgasm but nothing, nothing compares to bouncing on your daddy's cock:(( Thick and fat and pink, veiny with a bulbous tip, full balls that slap your ass with every forceful downward thrust, straps tight against her thighs and pelvis smashing into yours. Punishment? No. A reward for taking her cock in one go, brushing away her fingers, ignoring her prep and sinking down on to her fat cock with a squeal and a "so big daddy!"
"Yeah? My fat cock too big for your princess cunt? Feel it in your tummy yeah? That's my girl, harder, fuck yourself like that - just like that, squeeze daddy's cock - fuck - so fucking pretty for me, so pretty for daddy," Mina has a hand on your tit and a hand on your hip, aiding in your wild bouncing and grinding, abs flexing with every jolt upwards and she grunts when liquid sprays from between your legs, coating her stomach and glistening in the soft curls peeking from the strap,
"Fuck - squirt for daddy, do it - more baby, give it to me - fucking good girl aren't'cha? Don't you dare fucking stop or I'll make you bounce on that stupid fucking pillow - bet that'll make you cry huh? Nothing is a good as daddy's thick fucking cock,"
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