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bokuroskitten · 2 days ago
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᯽⸱៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ Unlikely Trinity 1.5
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warnings: 18+ NSFW CONTENT, MINORS DNI, poly relations, Hanma x Draken x Reader, fem body reader, feminine pet names “princess, babygirl”, punishment, BD//SM elements/dynamics, handcuffs, tape/pantie gag, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, daddy kink, very brief nipple play, humiliation/degradation (hanma's part, calls reader a whore, little bitch, etc), oral (hanma gives draken head), dacryphilia, one clit slap, cum play, passing out due to overstim, aftercare and fluff at the end
word count: 3.6k (lol😅)
authors note: We’ll call this Unlikely Trinity 1.5 because it takes place in the same universe,,, originally this was going to be a drabble yall, and then all the sudden I started writing and couldn't stop. I just had to keep adding LMFAO. The original HC was about hanma's punishment and Draken walking in on it but I just had to add more and build up the slow relationship between the three of them. There's more to come after this, I have so many ideas for this trio LMFAO, but I'm forcing myself to put them on the back burner for now cause I'm behind on collabs LMFAO. anyway, enjoy <3 lemme know if I missed any warnings. Comments, Feedback and Reblogs are greatly appreciated. <3
Edit: OH I forgot I was suppose to write unlikely trinity pt. 2 for @kazuwhora Pride Collab— so uh here take this as an entry plz baby GJRHSJS <3333
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There are no titles yet but Hanma has embedded himself into the relationship between you and Draken. He doesn’t live with the two of you just yet, but he has two drawers of his own in the bedroom dresser, a toothbrush in the bathroom along with the products he’s left behind. An extra pillow has found its way into the bed and he even makes grocery runs when he does come over.
Draken knew you really wanted this psycho part of the relationship when he came home one evening to find you two curled up on the couch, fast asleep. You were sprawled across Hanma’s chest, head tucked into the crook of his neck, breath shallow and calm. Hanma’s hand was planted on the back of your head, the “sin” insignia seeming to stand out more in the dim lighting that the lit candles were able to provide. His hand held your head so delicately it seemed, and yet still pulled you in just a bit closer, protectively, when Draken took a couple of steps closer. 
Yea, maybe that was the moment that Draken realized he wanted the psycho to be a part of the relationship too. 
The three of you are figuring out exactly what this relationship is now, it’s new territory for you all but it’s exciting figuring it out. Usually, the three of you go out together, you’re still the mediator between the two cause they know just how to get under each other's skin. When you’re not around Hanma and Draken are either fighting physically/verbally or aggressively making out to let out the sexual tension. They hate talking about their feelings when you’re not involved (Draken is honestly still very much confused as to why he’s attracted to Hanma but he assumes its because he’s seen him treat you good, plus his dick twitches when he sees him so, that’s proof enough for him) 
It’s when it’s just you with one of them that Hanma starts to notice something that bugs him to no end. He learned from the very first night the three of you hooked up that you were Kenny’s little princess. You were spoiled rotten by him, treated like nothing other than royalty, and in return, you were his good girl. 
Always obedient. Never out of line, one stern look or a click of his tongue and you were submitting, eyes getting glassy as you’d either fall into place, whether that be on your knees for him or spreading your legs nice and wide. 
Hanma’s chest would tighten just a little every time you picked up the phone, little hearts showing up in your pupils as you spoke in a dreamy sigh “Hi daddy~ miss you… how’s work?“ 
He wanted you to be head over heels for him like that. You were the reason he was in this relationship in the first place, after all. There was a part of him deep down that hoped maybe, just maybe you’d love him even more than your precious “Kenny”, even though it wasn’t fair of him to think that way. 
You were just so damn perfect. He wanted you obsessed with him like he was obsessed with you. 
But, unfortunately, the two of you weren’t quite there yet. In fact, you knew very well you had Hanma wrapped around your finger in a different way than Draken was, and because of that? 
Well, you pushed every one of his buttons. 
You had no problem bratting him out, looking at him with furrowed brows, crossing your arms over your chest. Going as far as turning your face away from him with your nose in the air, a pretty little ‘hmph’. Leaving you. Sure, Hanma had always liked the ones that played hard to get, the chase was thrilling. 
But he knew how you actually were and had seen you with Draken many times. So why weren’t you like that with him? 
Originally he had full confidence in himself, but maybe it was the fact that he jumped in hard and fast to get you to submit that made it go completely south. Now it seemed he was just submitting to you, a little triumphant smirk plastered on your face when he caved and let you do as you so pleased. 
Draken would never ever see this side of you, and that pissed Hanma off even more.
He reached a breaking point one day. The two of you were at home, Draken was working late at the shop and had been there the majority of the day. Your attitude had been a steady build-up, words getting snarkier and actions making Hanma’s brow twitched in annoyance. He felt his patience snap when you looked back at him, that same smirk on your face that you usually held when you had a feeling he’d give him. 
“Whatever. Bite me, Shuji.” 
He licked his lips, dabbing out the half-smoked cigarette in his hand as a low chuckle left his lips. 
“Oh, happily, princess.” 
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Draken came back to the apartment later in the evening, exhaustion and annoyance clear on his face. He expected you and Hanma to be sleeping, Typically Shuji stayed over on nights Draken was known to be home late (ever since that first night, it had become a regular occurrence), but he could see the lights from the bedroom leaking through the cracks, the subtle sound of buzzing perking his interest just a bit. 
Before he had the chance to call out, Hanma poked his head from the bedroom door, his devious smile only making Draken have that many more questions. The questions continued to pile up when the buzzing sound became more prominent, as well as what seemed to be the sounds of your whines, but they were more muffled than usual. 
“Kenny~♡” Hanma said with a smirk, head nudging to get the taller male to approach. “Why don’t you come see how much fun baby and I are having?“ 
A knot started to form in Draken’s throat. He knew this would happen eventually as this relationship carried on. He was sure you and Hanma fooled around a bit without him, but he was dreading the day he had to come home and see it. Would he be jealous? Angry? Maybe this was a good way for him to see if he could handle this dynamic. 
What he was met with was the farthest thing he could have thought of, his jaw going a little slack and his pants seeming to get a little tight as your muffled whines were brought to full volume, eyes all glassy and watery shooting up to meet his gaze. 
You were restrained to one of the dining room chairs, a pair of handcuffs that you two used on rare occasions keeping your wrists bound behind you. Your legs were spread wide open, ankles taped to the legs with what Draken assumed was duct tape. You were completely naked, skin trembling and layered in a shiny sweat as you started to buck your hips. One of the vibrating wands he was very fond of was also strapped to the chair, pressed firmly up to your drooly cunt and seemed to send jolts of pleasure up your spine no matter how much you thrashed. A layer of tape is what kept your voice at bay, streaks of tears looking extra shiny over the metallic material. 
“The fuck…” Draken sucked in a breath, unable to tear his eyes away from you, your pretty squirming body, the wet spot that was very clearly formed between your thighs on the chair, how you tense a bit when Hanma stands behind you, his lips close to your ear and his hand snaking over your chest to give one of your breasts a tender squeeze. 
“Ya know, for a good girl n all, I had to take some serious measures to get her to behave.” He looks up at Draken, loving the light blush that seems to form on his shocked face. His teeth graze your earlobe, only making you whine louder into the gag over your lips. “Thought you two would have more fun toys than just handcuffs, I had to improvise with the tape…” he grabs your chin, tugging your face to the side so he can look into your hazy eyes. The sight makes him sigh in delight, lips pressing gently to the tip of your nose in contrast to how he’s been treating you all evening. “Looks pretty though, keepin her in check just like I needed~ ♡” 
Draken’s first question should have been “how long have you had her like this?” Or maybe “what did she do?” But his mind was turning to other questions quickly, the lump in his throat quickly fading away when he noticed your hips bucking up into the head of the wand even harsher, cute little hole clenching around nothing. He approached you himself, pleased with how goosebumps formed on your skin when he brushed his nails over your bare tummy. 
“How many times has she come?” He asks, voice a bit gravely as your head tilts back against Hanma, your muffled moans and fluttering eyes a telltale sign to him that you were coming undone yet again. Hanma pursed his lips a bit, fingers absentmindedly toying with your nipple to help you ride out the pleasure of your sudden release. 
“Hmm… maybe 5? Or is it 6? What do you think baby girl? Have ya been keeping track?” There’s laughter behind his question, eyes lit up with amusement when a fresh layer of tears line your lashes, pleas and sobs getting muted anyway. “She’s been dumbed out the moment I stuffed her panties in her mouth, shoulda done this to her a long time ago, Kenny~” 
Draken wanted to come up with a snappy remark to that, something along the lines that he would never have to go this far because he already had you well trained, kept on a tight leash that you never threatened to break off of. But seeing you like this, body covered in goosebumps and tears across your face, eyes wide and desperate despite being fucked out… 
It was so fucking hot. 
“Little love.” The familiar pet name seemed to somewhat clear your foggy mind, making your eyes snap back to Draken. You were mumbling at him as he knelt just enough so he could be at eye level with you. There was that look in your eyes when he cupped your jaw, your face leaning into the warmth he provided as his thumb so casually smoothed over the tape that covered your pretty lips. You were batting your lashes at him, eyes going all doughy and soft. Hanma could feel himself starting to pout, but was grateful when Draken’s hand tightened around your jaw, making you stiffen a bit. 
“Musta been bein' real bad, huh? Only whores have to be punished like this” You tried shaking your head, but Draken kept you in place. “Not sure what's happenin to my good little girl, but I expect you to behave, for everyone, isn't that right?” 
Hanma smirks when you let out a high-pitched noise, leaving his place behind you to scoot closer to Draken. He took the opportunity to smooth his long, lean hands along Draken’s waist, humming in delight when he saw how your eyes widened, how you started to squirm more when Draken pulled away. “Why don’t we make this a lil harder for her, Kenny~ bet ya had a long day, want me to relieve some pressure?” 
Hanma emphasized his point when his punishment hand snuck down Draken’s abdomen, easily finding the bulge in his pants and giving it a tight squeeze that had Draken groaning low in his chest. He was grinning now, cock only throbbing harder to see just how worked up you were getting from seeing the two of them. Hanma used his free hand to grab at the remote in his pocket, turning up the vibration speeds of the wand so your body would jolt against the restraints while his other hand helped Draken work his pants down. 
“Better watch real good and shut the fuck up, princess~” Hanma’s voice was patronizing and dripping with false empathy, only making your eyes tear up more as you watched him fall to his knees in front of Draken. “Bratty little bitches don’t get to join in on the fun.” 
“Maybe she gets her mouth from you, Shuji.” Draken muses his hand curling into the hair that sat at Hanma’s nape, pulling his face up close to his cock. “You’re just as fowl…” He grins in return to Hanma’s laugh, eyes dilating a bit as Shuji dragged his pierced tongue along one of the veins that travelled up the underside of his cock. “Oh shut up, stupid, lemme suck your cock to make the baby jealous.” 
And it did just that, your stomach dropped when Hanma wrapped his lips around the length of Draken’s familiar cock, bobbing his head just like you would like you were supposed to. It made your chest tremble, the cuff clinging behind you as you found yourself becoming even more desperate for release and to join your two pretty boyfriends. 
It just wasn't fair, watching Draken throw his head back in pleasure, lifting the hem of his tank top to show off his flexing abs. It wasn’t fair that Hanma was the one gagging on his cock, his lashes lower as he took as much of Draken down his throat as he could. And it wasn’t fair that all you got was the steady vibrations of the wand, that made your already raw clit ache for more and your pussy clench desperately around nothing, begging to be filled up so your building release could feel more fulfilling. 
“Regretting your actions?” Draken’s voice is strained when he speaks, his eyes glued to your drooly little hole, how it flutters rapidly just from getting his attention. “Gunna act out when m’not around anymore?” He starts to shallowly thrust his hips into Hanma’s mouth, making him moan around his shaft. 
You nod, blinking away a fresh wave of tears as you feel yet another high building dangerously fast. It makes your head spin, the overstimulation, the emptiness, the way drool is dribbling freely from Hanma’s mouth as Draken fucks deeply into his throat. All of it has your nails digging into your palms, muffled sobs making your chest shake. 
“Jerk yourself off.” Draken orders Hanma, which to his delight the male has already pulled his own cock free, the leaky tip swollen as Hanma rubs it easily up and down. He pulls off Draken’s cock, sucking in a shaky breath as he turns to you. Your whole body reacts when Hanma finally puts his fingers on you, swiping three fingers through your sullied folds. The simple touch sends jolts all the way through your body, a scream working its way through your throat had your lips not been stuffed full. His fingertips just barely brush against your clit, an act that he does on purpose just to watch you thrash. 
“Thanks, beautiful.” He mocks, using your slick to get him off faster, his moans getting muffled as Draken pulls him back onto his cock. “Makes daddy so disappointed seeing ya like this, baby.” Draken shouldn’t love how much you're crying, shouldn’t love the constant tremors running through your body but it's so very satisfying in a way that he never expected to like. “Hope this makes ya smarten up–” He grunts, the wet sound of his cock slipping in and out of Hanma’s throat, as well as the sounds of Hanma shamelessly jerking himself off bringing him dangerously close to releasing. 
Keeping one hand firmly planted on the back of Hanma’s neck he leans towards you, gentle with peeling away the tape from your lips. He chuckles lowly to himself to see your mouth stuffed underneath, Hanma really wasn’t fucking around. He pulled the soaked panties from your lips too, the shaky breath you suck in making his cock twitch within Hanma’s mouth. 
“Apologize.” Draken’s voice is stern, only slightly wavering due to Hanma’s tongue and how it slithers over his slit teasingly. “Apologize to Shuji.” 
Your lips were a bit swollen, skin a little raw from the tape as your whines and whimpers now slipped out freely. You looked at Draken, nodding dumbly before your voice came out weakly. “M’sorry daddy, S-Sorry Shuji.” 
“Are ya gonna– fuck–” Hanma squeezed Draken’s balls, making a chill run up his spine. “Are ya gonna be a little brat for him anymore?” 
“N-No…” Your voice was too weak for Hanma’s liking. He pulls from Draken’s cock again, ignoring the drool that freely stuck to his chin. He continued to jerk Draken off instead. The hand he was using to please himself came down on your clit in a wet slap that made you cry out freely, making both of the men groan. 
“Louder.” Hanma gritted out his words, that shit-eating grin coming back when you bucked your hips wildly. The impact triggered another weak orgasm from you, sobs freely leaving you as you slumped back weakly into the chair, the pool of slick under your thighs only getting bigger. “N-No! W-Won’t be a brat anymore, promise!” 
“Atta girl.” 
“Good girl.” 
It was the first hint of praise you had gotten since the start of all this, your body becoming weak and simply lying pliant in your restraints. The twitches and trembles were just merely from the overstimulation that made your vision go spotty, barely even noticing the hand that was suddenly on your jaw to force it open. Hanma’s grip tightened up on your slack jaw, laughing softly as he spoke. “Here’s a treat~ ♡”
Both males finished on your tongue, cum mixing together and creating a hot, sticky mess of your already fucked out face. The heavy mixture easily slid down your throat, your body too spent to even make a big deal. Instead, you hummed dumbly, tongue lazily poking out to recover a bit of cum that splattered on the corner of your lip. As soon as Hanma released you were slumping against Draken, allowing his warmth to lull you off, along with his praise that was mumbled just low enough to help you doze off.
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“You’re brushing it too hard, psycho. Hurt her and I’ll kill you.”
“A little late for that, so fuckin relax…” You were slowly starting to come to now, unsure of how much time had passed. You had been washed up though, a pair of Hanma’s boxers and Draken’s sweater slipped onto your freshly cleaned body to keep you warm. You could feel a hairbrush being dragged through your hair, the sensation making you let out a soft noise
“Look who’s back in the land of the living~” Hamna hummed in response, his voice in a singsong as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. The affection made you curl further into his lap, body still tingly from the aftermaths of the intense punishment you just underwent. 
Draken sat himself down beside Shuji as soon as he finished up making food for you, something light but comforting that he knew you’d probably need. You allowed your upper body to fall into Draken’s chest, the little kisses he littered over your face and hairline making you feel all the more relaxed. 
“You okay, baby girl?” He made sure your gaze met his as you nodded, a little smile coming to his lips as he kissed you. It was gentle, just enough to have you relaxing further as he brought a glass of water to your lips. “Daddy’s real proud of you, Lil love"  
“Yea, you took that like a champ” Hanma held back his laugh due to Draken’s glare, his hand gently smoothing over your ankles. Subtle bruising was forming there due to the tape that had kept you in place, and it made Hanma huff. “Let’s invest in proper rope, or somethin–” When he lifted your foot to kiss at your ankle you actually giggled weakly, face nuzzling into Draken. 
“Who says I’m gonna let ya do that again?” Draken’s voice was back to its usual gruffiness, his fingers getting lost in your dampened locks to scratch lightly at your scalp. The action had you dozing off yet again, body melting the warmth the two of them were able to provide. 
“Your cock–” You barely moved when a pillow came flying in Hanma’a direction, too tired to deal with their usual bitching. “What?! You liked it just as much as I did, Kenny~ You’re just mad you didn’t think to do it first–” 
“Watch it, Shuji, before–” 
“I liked it…” You murmured, rendering both males silent. You kept your eyes closed as you spoke, giggling from just how quiet they both got to listen to you. “Want you both there next time though, for the whole time…  makes it better…” 
You allowed yourself to fall to sleep tucked in between the two boys, and they kept your words in mind. Not that they’d need to punish you like that again, but a little experimenting between the three of you was a sure way to figure out exactly what this relationship was. 
And where it was going <3333
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♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — the story of las vegas's biggest bootlegger & his favorite burlesque dancer.
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — she/her pronouns, i guess sugar daddy nanami but like reader and him around the same age sooooo, reader is black, nanami lowkey a simp in this tbh, set in the 20's, racism mentioned, slight voyeurism, creampie, usage of alcohol, usage of drugs (cigarettes), slight history inaccuracy, slight timeskip where reader + nanami are in their 30's, but in flashback they're in their 20's, yes i know i'd rather go blind didn't get released until the 60's but i kept listening to it during one scene i wrote in this lol, flashback is in italics, the story told in third pov, wc: 5.3k minors dni pls !!
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — @earlesskitten '555 collab event', congrats once again on your milestone.
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THIRTY-FOUR-YEAR-OLD [Y/N] [L/N] HAD SIPPED AT HER TEA STARING at the two young journalists Nobara Kugisaki and Yuji Itadori. Their curious eyes watched as she sipped at the hot liquid with ease before clearing her throat and leaning back into the seat of the cafe located in Malaysia.
"So where should we start? You two are doing research on bootleggers and came to me? I'm no bootlegger, nor was I ever one." The woman answered as she looked at them.
Nobara's eyebrows raised in curiosity as she twirled her fountain pen around her fingers with ease. The redhead was known to challenge every person she interviewed and she wasn't leaving here until she got the information she needed. Although, her coworker Yuji liked to take the stern way of interviewing and capturing the story. Nobara just loved the high of making people sweat and squirm in their seats when she interviewed them.
"Oh come on, it's no secret on who you are Ms. [L/N]." Nobara says. "You're literally the only person we could track down that's not in jail, dead, or disappeared that knows the infamous Nanami Kento." Nobara said as she looked at the older woman. "So, how about you start when the two of you met?"
"Jeez, you don't have to be so hard on her," Yuji sighed as he rubbed at the back of his neck.
"It's okay. You guys came a long way to get information about him for this research and I'm going to give it to you." [Y/N] answered.
The Roaring 20's was a time period filled with nothing but adrenaline, especially in Las Vegas. The women's dresses were getting shorter, teasing men with the sway of their hips with each step. The party scenes were even chaotic if you knew the right person. The illegal selling of alcohol right under police officers' noses by many bootleggers in Sin City. Twenty-four-year-old [Y/N] was just looking for an escape, she city hop every year due to her not knowing what was purpose in life. She couldn't bear to marry some man her mother set her up with at their church simply because she wanted to live her life a little more before settling down.
Of course, her parents didn't agree with that. They hated it. Cursing her that if she leaves, she's never to speak to them again. She would send postcards from every city she visited but never heard back from them. Settling down in Las Vegas, the woman was in need of a job. She tried waitresses, many restaurants were hesitant on hiring her due to the color of her skin. Others gave her the option to just work in the kitchen to avoid the weird stares. It was that one night when she met the charming duo of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, owners of one of the biggest burlesque clubs in the city. [Y/N] entered the club with her head held up with so much confidence, asking if they were hiring.
She still remembered the sly grin Gojo had on his face when his crystal blue eyes landed on her. Geto who was sipping at the brown liquid in his glass was sitting at one of the tables, his toned thighs spread apart as he eyed her like a predator looking at its prey. The guys shared a look before Gojo's long digits are twirling around motioning for the young woman to twirl. She did what she was told, twirling slowly showing off her figure that her momma surely gave her.
They both looked impressed.
"Can you sing?" Gojo questioned.
"I mean, I used to sing for my church's choir." [Y/N] replied.
Geto chuckled. "A church girl coming to our club wanting a job, interesting." He says. "Can you dance?"
"I mean, I guess. I'm a fast learner." She answered truthfully.
The two men shared a glance once again. "Great. You're hired, our lead burlesque girl got knocked up and ran away with her fuckin' boyfriend," Gojo's arms instantly go around [Y/N]'s shoulders as he led her away from Geto.
"How much are you guys paying?" [Y/N] questioned.
"Oui, a girl that's after her money. I like you already." Gojo answered. "We pay our angels perfect pay. Free food, drinks, get to keep any tips they make to themselves." Gojo explained as he led [Y/N] backstage. "We're the most popular speakeasy in Las Vegas."
"But, what about the cops? I'm sure they're always snooping around wondering if you guys are selling alcohol." [Y/N] responded.
"There are some cops that don't know when to mind their damn business, but there are others who love our angels a lil too much that it gave us plenty of evidence to blackmail them." Gojo bluntly admitted.
"Wait, we came here to hear about Kento, not how you met two of the greatest duos as club owners," Nobara interjected.
"Maybe, she was getting to that part before you interrupted her," Yuji added as he gave her a sarcastic look.
"I mean, did you two not hear me. I worked in a speakeasy burlesque type of established. You really think those two were handing out coffee, teas, and orange juice to men and women that were there to see pretty women dance and stuff?" [Y/N] questioned.
"I met Nanami Kento there. It was a bit cliche, but after that, he just kept appearing in my life." [Y/N] answered truthfully.
Twenty-four-year-old Nanami Kento's bottom of his shoes stopped out the cigarette he was previously smoking as he watched some of his men transport crates of liquor in Geto and Gojo's club. He walked into the back of the club, navigating his way to where the main stage was at. He knew the club from the back of his hand. After all, he's been doing business with the two since the lousy prohibition law was set up in the first place. When he saw the duo looking over paperwork as some of their dancers were practicing, Nanami's eyes landed on one particular woman. She stood out from them all when he saw her. His eyes lit up similar to how they lit up when business owners handed him the suitcase filled with cash after doing business.
"Kento, we may be ordered another batch from you sooner than you think," Geto said as he was flipping through the folder.
"What? You guys just increased how much I sell to you two months ago. Business is doing that good for you two? Even with the increase of cops snooping around?" Nanami asked as he looked at him.
"It's because of our new employee [Y/N]." Geto motioned to the woman Nanami was previously staring at before he approached the duo.
"When she told us she could sing, we didn't think she can sing sing." Gojo answered. "We never particularly had a black lead burlesque dancer before due to the racist cunts in the city, but they love her," Gojo added. "You should stay for the show tonight and hear her sing."
"Yeah, give you and your men a break for once and let our angels take care of you guys," Geto's arm clasped around Nanami's shoulder. "Think she sings this song and by the time the song is over she's holding this huge feather covering her bare body. She gives her underwear to some random drunken customer and the crowds lose it."
"Ah, last week, she gave it to some actor and he gave her a huge tip," Gojo answered.
Nanami listened to them gloat about their newer employee. Even mentioning that they had to ban some men due to their inappropriate behavior towards her. Geto even mentioned punching someone for her.
"Fine, I'll let my men know that we're staying here for an hour or two. I want the table front and center near the stage." Nanami told them as he went to go tell his men.
And Nanami Kento was front and center during the show. His eyes couldn't leave [Y/N] as she danced across the stage. Each step she took in her sparkly attire that only left just a tad bit of imagination what was underneath was filled with sex appeal. Her voice was like a beautiful hummingbird on a Saturday morning in Paris. Nanami now understood why the people showed up every night to watch her. She was breathtaking and her singing was angelic.
He could tell that she knew he was eyeing her each step she took and each sinful word escape her mouth. As she was singing the last words of the song, she gracefully waltz around the room holding up what seems to be the only thing that left mean wondering what was underneath.
By the time the end of the song, Nanami was grasping at the red lace fabric as he watched the cameras drop. His cheeks were stained with a crimson color as they radiated with so much heat. In the back of the club, Geto and Gojo were laughing up a storm watching their friend get flustered considering it was them who told [Y/N] to give her underwear to him.
When the club finally closed and Nanami was standing outside the entrance waiting for his driver to bring the car around, a cigarette in between in his lips as his eyes stared up at the moon that shined down his tall stature. He could feel the presence of someone standing next to him and when he saw [Y/N], he quickly looked ahead letting out a nervous cough.
"Did you enjoy the show?" She would ask as she looked over at him.
Nanami's blowing the intoxicating smoke in the air before looking at her and nodding. "Yes, you're an amazing entertainer." He complimented.
"Thank you," [Y/N] responded as she glanced around. The young woman was waiting for her co-worker to leave since a group of them usually left around the same time (if they haven't been snagged up by a charming person tonight).
When Nanami saw his driver pull up in front of the club. He placed the cigarette he was smoking out, tossing it carelessly before his hands are digging into his slacks pockets. He's tugging out her underwear to give back to her but she only chuckles pushing his hand away. "Keep em', as a souvenir from your favorite angel." Her lips curled into a smirk once she saw his face flush of its color.
"You used to give strangers your underwear?" Nobara questioned.
"I mean yeah, you'll be shocked to know what kinks men like. This one man who used to come to my shows would give me so much money just to get my underwear," [Y/N] joked. "I would always say he probably sniffs them when he left the club."
Yuji adjusted himself in his seat uncomfortably. His cheeks turned a red color from the sexual topic he was hearing. "Okay, but did you see him again?" He asked.
"Of course, I did. A lot of times actually. He showed up to countless of my shows when he was doing alcohol drops." [Y/N] answered.
"You must have been his favorite," Nobara pointed out as she looked at [Y/N].
[Y/N] carelessly shrugged her shoulders, "I mean obviously. He always stayed later than usual to talk to me, make sure I got home safely, and the list goes on." She explained. "And I can't forget the flowers that would always be near my vanity backstage when I came to work."
Nobara watched as a smile curled into the woman's face. She adjusted herself in her seat before speaking once again, "So, you would say he fell in love with you?" Nobara asked.
"Of course, he was the first to say that phrase in the first place." [Y/N] admitted as she sipped at her coffee.
Nobara's eyebrow raised in curiosity. The young journalist was eager to know more about that. How could one man say he was ever so in love and leave his love behind when he disappear?
[Y/N] remembered driving by this particular restaurant and dreaming of eating there. When she stepped into the restaurant looking beautiful as ever and wanting to treat herself, she should have known she was going to meet with hardships. Her head held high as she requested a table. She was met with 'we're booked for the evening' even though she was staring at a clear table right in the back. Her parents raised her to never pester to want to be in spaces that don't want her. She brushed the feeling off until she had a usual date night with Nanami.
Her eyes glistened with curiosity when she was standing in front of the restaurant. While she awkwardly shifted her weight from one foot to another, she glanced at Nanami, "Can we go someplace else? I don't really think I'm wanted here," She huffed.
She could feel the tip of Nanami's finger brush against her lower back as he brought her closer. The two of them have been seeing each other for quite some while, settling in for dates inside his fancy office or at her job, but never out like this. Which [Y/N] appreciated due to the fact that she was able to see Nanami period. With your schedule becoming quite hectic due to the popularity of the club and then on top of Nananmi doing a lot of traveling for alcohol shipments. He wanted tonight to be special.
"Your co-worker mentioned you wanting to go here and was turned away," Nanami said as he glanced over at [Y/N] just to meet with her questionable gaze. "So, I brought the place."
"What? You're lyin'. Please tell me you're lyin'. I told you about this Kento," [Y/N] felt her cheeks grow hot as her hands went up to feel at her cheeks. "Just because I make a comment about wanting something, you shouldn't just go and buy it. It'll make the cops even more suspicious of you."
Nanami grabbed a hold of the woman in front by the waist, tugging her closer to him. "It's no big deal. It'll actually cover my tracks because it's actually in your name. You're the owner."
[Y/N] eyes enlarged at his comment. "I don't know a damn thing about running a restaurant," She said.
"I know, that's why I already hired a whole different staff to handle it for you or help you. Just in case you want to walk away from the burlesque business." Nanami leans down to place a peck on the woman's gasped lips. "Now let's go, we have a very special table." He says as he grabbed a hold of her hand to pull her into the restaurant.
When the couple entered the restaurant, [Y/N] was astonished at how differently it look. It looked much brighter, like something you would see outside a fairytale book. Her eyes glanced at the glass chandelier that hung from the ceiling right in the middle of the restaurant and soon to the live band that was playing music. The restaurant was filled and everyone was having a good time. She was completely speechless as she clutched Nanami's arm. He did all of this for her and she could feel herself get emotional while he was tugging her towards the stairs of the second level of the restaurant. She remembered that before this portion of the restaurant was exclusive for important people like politicians and congressmen. However, when she looked around it was completely empty. With only one table in the center of the floor that was set up so romantically.
Nanami scrambled to tug [Y/N]'s seat out before she sat down and he quickly occupied the seat right across from the burlesque performer. The soothing sound of the band still could be heard clearly on the second floor of the glamorous restaurant. The staff was urgent, which [Y/N] assumed the sudden urgency was because Nanami wanted alone time with her. [Y/N] knew that at any given moment one of his men could usher in with a quickness stating that it's been a problem that needs to be handled.
The small talk about each other day was subtle, but [Y/N] could tell Nanami was paying attention to her. It was something he was good at. He paid attention to small details as if it was the most important thing ever. "You still didn't have to go out and do this. I'm being dead serious. The gesture was more than nice—"
Her words were interrupted by Nanami. His hand extended across the table to touch hers before he's speaking, "I told you it's okay. It's just an investment for our future, mainly yours though."
A low chuckle came out [Y/N]'s mouth before she's speaking, "You're really serious about this?" Her free hand that wasn't currently being fondled by Nanami motioned between the two of them.
"Please be realistic, this could get us both killed." [Y/N] answered as she looked at him.
Perhaps she was overthinking. Her heartbeat increased when those words left her mouth. Especially given that she hasn't mentioned this before. Maybe she was deflecting. Afraid that this fairytale wouldn't end the way she wanted to, so she had to end it herself. Even though those words left her mouth, Nanami's gaze didn't change. He still looked at her with that lovesick look before tugging her out of her seat to sit on his lap.
The young woman was forced to endure getting a whiff of the scent that she adored so much. Her skin felt like it became hotter as she waited for him to respond. "Please say something." [Y/N] said as her hand went to fix his tie.
"You're pushing me away," Nanami said firmly. She could the flat of his thumb on her thigh. "Why?"
"I'm just being realistic Kento," [Y/N] responded. "I don't want you to get hurt. This country is cruel."
"Everywhere is cruel darling, some just better at covering it," Nanami answered truthfully. "Stop trying to push me away, [Y/N]. I take the risk with what I do for a living and you think I'm worried about what bigot people in this country think?"
[Y/N] was silent as she realized he made a good point. "I'm just overthinking. I'm sorry, I'm just worried. With how the government is cracking down on these laws, just feel like you stick out the most as a criminal due to who you're dating." [Y/N] explained. "You kinda stick out."
Nanami chuckled at her statement. "And I'm okay with that. A lot of these cops aren't very smart and can be bribed. But tonight, we're not going to be worried about that right?"
Now it was [Y/N] turn to chuckle at her boyfriend's statement. "You're one interesting man Kento." She stated as she looked at him.
Nanami smiled as he leaned in to kiss her. The woman didn't do anything as she melted in his touch to feel her some more. Her hand grasped at the back of his neck to deepen the passionate kiss as he adjusted her in his lap. Now both of her legs were by his side in the chair he sat in. "Someone is going to see us." [Y/N] mumbled through the brief moment they split apart.
"Let them." He only said before his lips were back on hers, tasting her delicately as if it was the last time his lips were going to be upon hers.
He stands up with eagerness to place [Y/N] on the table, the sound of expensive chinaware crashing to the floor was ignored as the couple continued to make up. Indulging in the idea that it was just them in the restaurant instead of just the second level private floor. The taste of harsh liquor lingered off Nanami's tongue while [Y/N] was gracefully begging for more.
The two of them were so caught up in each other that before you knew it Nanami's pants were hanging loosely around his waist with [Y/N]'s panties dangling from her ankle. Her cunt throbbed with anticipation at the thought of someone catching them in the act. Even though they were pretty high up from others, any person curious to just look up could see them. The sound of the band helped with the moans that would ring in Nanami's ears with each jarring thrust.
When the bootlegger felt the way [Y/N] clutched around him, he was in love. Well, he was that way before this moment. But he wasn't sure why tonight made it so different. They've spent months together, and they've had sex countless times, but tonight just was different for Nanami.
His hand grasped at [Y/N]'s thighs not wanting to move until she was comfortable for him to do so. The flat of his thumb rubbed small circles until he heard gasp out his name like a sweet melody. Similar to when she performed in Gojo's and Geto's clubs. Like a madman losing his insanity, Nanami's continued to trash forward. For split moments the two shared breathless kisses while tugging each other closer at the moment. The table [Y/N] was placed upon as Nanami was in between her legs shook violently, but Nanami was sure to make sure his girl didn't fall. However, the silverware that was on the table was broken beyond repair.
"Fuck, you feel so good." He moaned out as propelled forward some more. The lewd wetness sound between [Y/N]'s thighs had Nanami seeing stars at this point. Completely pussy drunk past his limits as he looked at [Y/N]'s fucked out expression.
Her pretty mouth gasped open hiccuping moans of desperation and Nanami's name. Her lipstick smudged off her lips and Nanami was sure was practically all over his lips. Her eyes glistened with so much passion as she looked at him.
He was in love.
The couple was so close, grasping each other body parts as they both were pulling each other towards cloud nine. Muffled moans from sharing short kisses to not overpower the band's sound to interrupt the guests on the lower floor. The sensational pit at the bottom of [Y/N]'s abdomen finally explodes in time for Nanami to fill her up to the brim. The intense feeling of his thrusting towards her grows sloppy just like the mess in between her legs. His cock was coated with her sweet essence and his cum as he finally pulled out of her.
Nanami's blonde hair that once was combed back to perfection was disheveled on top of his head as his body seemed to slouch upon the table. His forehead falls gracefully upon [Y/N]'s shoulder. The both of them basked in the passionate moment as they were trying to catch their breath and composure. Nanami placed soft kisses on her shoulder before the next words that left his mouth shook [Y/N].
"I love you [Y/N]."
[Y/N had so many thoughts in her head as she found herself toying with the ends of Nanami's shirt as she still was sitting on the table. Her eyes met with Nanami's, "I love you too."
Nanami's cracked a grin on his face before he's leaning down to kiss [Y/N] once again until the both of you could hear some footsteps. However, despite Nanami's eagerness to continue the kiss, he ignored the incoming footsteps behind him.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! The staff stated that you guys were wrapping up!" Yu Haibara stated as his words just kept rambling on. He made his way up to the second level with urgent news for Nanami, but he felt bad interrupting such a romantic moment between the couple.
He instantly turned around away from the couple that was quickly tugging to fix their clothes. [Y/N] felt the burning wave of embarrassment wash over her body as she could feel Nanami zipping up the back of her dress. "I'm so sorry, the server said it was okay to come up." Yu apologized with his back still turned. "I can come back, but what I have to tell you is extremely urgent." He rambled on.
Nanami would glance over at [Y/N], who knew what was going to come out his mouth next. It wasn't anything new to her, but she didn't want the night to end. Especially after the obvious heated exchange the two just shared. "It's okay, this gives me time to meet my staff, huh?" You asked him.
"I promise to make it up to you," Nanami responded as he brought her knuckles up to his mouth.
[Y/N] felt the softness of his lips on her knuckles, "What more could you give?" She asked. Her head innocently tilted to the side waiting for a response.
"The world," Nanami answered bluntly before he placed a kiss upon [Y/N]'s temple, flashing a smile down at her, and disappearing with his friend.
"Awww, that's so uh—sweet," Yuji answered as he doodled in his notepad. His cheeks glowed a crimson color hearing the faint memory that [Y/N] told them about her and Nanami having sex.
Nobara rolled her eyes at her coworker's comment, "I'm guessing that this is where the story goes to shit."
[Y/N] let out a laugh, "Wouldn't say go to shit. More like the police got much stricter on prohibition laws. He was one the most known targets selling illegal goods all around America and the fact that he had an informant in his group didn't help either." [Y/N] explained.
She watched the two young journalists' mouths gap open in shock. Assuming that they didn't know this information from their previous research. "You two didn't know that?"
"No. We did as much research as possible and didn't know that he had a rat in the inside," Yuji was jolting down his notes.
"He told you this?" Nobara asked as she let the end of her pen brush against her lip as she was thinking.
"One of the last things he told me other than I would always love you," [Y/N] says.
[Y/N] remembered vividly her coworker told her Nanami wanted to speak with her in the back of the club. With quickness, the burlesque dancer was tugging on her robe to cover her attire to speak with him. She assumed he would have already taken his seat in the audience, that's when [Y/N] knew something was wrong. The show was about to start in fifteen minutes also. When she stepped outside and saw Nanami leaning against the brick wall. He didn't look like himself.
He looked stressed.
His hair that would be nicely combed back was out of place. He had a cigarette in between his lips and he was even missing his tie. Even he would get on some of his men in his crew for not having a tie on. "What's wrong?" You asked as she looked at him.
"I have to leave Vegas, [Y/N]. Like as soon as possible." Nanami admitted. He dropped the cigarette on the ground letting it burn out under his dress shoes.
"What? I'm not understanding. Where are you going? Let me go with you. I have been thinking about quitting here to—" [Y/N]'s words were interrupted by Nanami.
"No, it's too much of a risk for you to go and I don't need you getting hurt." He grabbed her hand letting the pad of his thumb rub comforting circles on her hand. "It's an informant in my crew. I think he's been there for a while and it wouldn't be safe for you to come with me." He explained.
For some reason, [Y/N] felt like she should have been the one comforting him. His whole empire was crumbling down because of a rat. [Y/N] stepped closer and just let her body fall into Nanami's, her arm wrapping around him to hug him. She could only take in his savory scent because she knew that this could be the last time it lingered up her nose.
"Hey! [Y/N]! Geto and Gojo want to start the show early since the crowd is getting a bit rowdy!" [Y/N] heard her co-worker yell out the crack backdoor of the club.
It was Nanami who was forcing you off his body. His hand soon cups your face innocently before he's placing a loving kiss on your lips. When the two of you pulled away, you felt drop something in the palm of your hand. "Returning the keys to your place because I left something there for you."
[Y/N] stepped back as she watched him walk away before he's turning around once again. "I will always love you, remember that." He let go of her hand before eventually disappearing in the darkness of the night.
"Okay, so what was it that he left for you?" Yuji asked as he looked at [Y/N].
"Money, some stuff I left at his place. But mainly money." [Y/N] answered. "How else would I be able to be here other than my dancer savings?"
Nobara closed her notebook, she let out a sigh of frustration as she watched the older woman tug on her pastel pink colored pea coat. She had placed the ringgit bill on the table. "I just don't believe that after that night you didn't see him again. No one saw him again. It was as if he disappeared in the night." She challenged.
"Maybe he realized that the illegal selling life wasn't for him anymore, plus he was technically on the run also due to informant situation. Las Vegas district attorney wanted his head." Yuji pointed out as he had looked at the two women.
"But it just doesn't make sense to leave behind the woman you supposedly love." Nobara chewed at her lipstick-covered lips before throwing her hands up in the air in frustration. "Thank you for your time, Ms. [L/N]."
[Y/N] could only give them a smile before wishing them well for the research they were conducting. When she exited the small cafe, she would make her way to her private driver. The driver glanced in the mirror giving her a kind smile, "Should I take you home Miss?" He asked and he watched as she nods.
The woman felt so hot practically lying to the two journalists. However, she had to do what she had to do to protect herself and her newest family. The ride to her home wasn't that long, considering that she did major research on the area before deciding to move there. Her driver would ask questions about how the interview went and she could only tell him that she answered their questions the best she could. After all, they traveled so far to get information on him. When she felt the car stop in front of her home, she would step out with such elegance. Her heels clicked the pavement with each step she took towards the front door. Unlocking the door, she stepped into the house undoing her jacket and glancing around her surroundings in the nicely decorated home.
"Hun?" She calls out loudly.
The sound of footsteps could be heard and she wasn't sure if that was her broadening husband or her five-year-old son. But seeing both of them walking into her eye view caused her face to light up.
Former bootlegger that was on America's Most Wanted Nanami Kento had fled town as soon as he heard the news that it was a rat within his own operation. Accumulating enough wealth for himself to move to the paradise that he's been dreaming about since he was younger. He just was missing his one true love in this paradise.
His once blonde-colored hair that he gelled back to perfection years ago was now dyed a dark brown color. He was aging gracefully now that the weight of an alcohol business was no longer on his shoulders. He had everything he wanted. A beautiful wife and a child.
"Did they really believe the leaving you all alone with all my money story?" Nanami questioned as his muscular arms snaked around [Y/N]'s waist tugging her closer.
A smirk appeared on the woman's face, "Well, one of them was very challenging. But, I think she brought it."
"Good because I don't want anything breaking up what we have here."
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Professor (S.G)
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Warning(s); age gap (Reader is 21, Steven is 35),smut! (piv sex), dom! Steven!,humilation kink, dumbifaction kink,public sex (in the classroom & his office),pet names,degrading,praise, oral sex (M receiving), sex toys (vibe) and more!
Pairing(s); Professor! Steven grant X Fem! Student! Reader X mentioned marc & Jake.
Summary; you’re in love with him,and he knows it.
A/n; so like this is another fave of mine. Professor Steven might just need a part 2>>
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You aren’t sure when this started or how you got to where you are now, but your aren’t complaining.
Here you were splayed across your professors desk once more as he used you like you were a toy. He fucked in and out of you with abusive thrusts making you cover your mouth to avoiding being caught. He was hitting every nerve inside of you sending you flying like a rocket every time he pressed back into you.
“Hey, no. I didn’t say cover your mouth, move your hand” you looked up at him with pleading eyes, you couldn’t control your sound, he knew that. “I said move your fucking hand. Don’t make me do it for you.” His warning was enough to make you move your hand, you felt that similar coil tighten and you bit your lip.
A sharp slap landed to your face and you gasped looking up at him “oi! Let me Fucking hear you, I’ll stop right now. I’ll stop and leave you Fucking helpless ya hear me? Open that fucking slutty mouth and let me hear you.” His hand left your waist reaching up to tug your bottom lip from your teeth. He pinned your lip under his thumb keeping it pulled down as you moaned out.
“I don’t care if someone hears you love, maybe that’s what you want if your honest hmm? Want someone to hear you and walk in on you getting fucked by your professor.” You clenched around him your eyes rolling back into your head. “You’d fuckin’ love that, someone watching me fuck you stupid, maybe one of those silly school boys will enter. That’d be so good huh? Bet they’d stop trying to get you then?” It broke you.
The thought of those boys seeing you being on display sent you tumbling into your orgasm you clenched down on him and he groaned as you milked his own orgasm from him.
“That’s a good little girl, hmm? My favorite Fucking student. Letting me fill you up like a little toy.” You panted and he leaned down to kiss you sloppily.
Professor Steven Grant. He was one of the youngest professors at your university. He taught ancient history, mainly things about Egypt. You were enthralled with the old gods in Egypt so having someone so keen on teaching them kept you interested.
You aren’t entirely sure when it became something else, when your eyes would linger a little too long on your professor, when you wear shorter skirts just to make him look, knowing he would look.
Or when you’d get your tests back and ‘good job’ turned to ‘good girl’. Especially when he’d finally snapped, you’d been talking to a boy in your class. You weren’t intentionally flirting but that’s what it was, Steven asked to see you after class and that was the first time of many you’d end up being bent over his desk as he fucked you silly.
You learned quickly though it wasn’t just Steven in his head, there were alters. He’d go from British to American, and then somehow he’d speak fluent Spanish without a second thought. It wasn’t normal, you knew that. So when it came about he had alters you weren’t surprised.
Marc and Jake rule his head sometimes, Jake hardly comes out but you’ve met marc on occasions when he’d come out after Steven had his way with you. He was nice enough but definitely a cold person, you didn’t care about his alters though, they didn’t change the evident growing feelings you had for him.
He knew it too. He’d tease you about it constantly. One time though, one time he’d pissed you off too much, pushed too far. You wanted him to see that just because you liked him doesn’t mean you can’t fuck other people.
You waited until you knew he was done with classes, you had a school boy pressed against his office door making out with him. You hear the slide of shoes stop next to the pair of you but didn’t bother stopping, only doing so when you’d heard him clear his throat.
To say he was angry would be a understatement,possibly of the year. Steven drug you into his office and you spent the next 2 hours shoved under his desk choking on his cock as he splashed load after load down your throat. “I’ll just clean this pretty mouth of yours baby, since you don’t know how to keep it clean for daddy.” That was the only warning you got before another load fell down your throat.
When Steven fucks he fucks rough and hard. Like he’s trying to release years of pent up aggression on you, which is shocking especially with his kind and soft demeanor. So soft spoken and sweet to other students and faculty, not to you though no- never to you.
Steven was like some kind of story where it starts off sweet and kind and slowly as you dive deeper into it it turns dark and mysterious, the kind that leaves you on the edge of your seat waiting to read what happens next.
You knew how to get under his skin better then anyone, better then the alters that argue inside his head. You made Steven feel things no one ever had, no girlfriend,no friend, no fucking one had ever had him wrapped so easily around their finger.
You didn’t know it either which made it all the better for him. It made it so much easier to push and prod at you until you do the things he wanted you to. Until you’d wear those skirts you know cover nothing, until you’d be staring at each other while he taught, until you’d press a school boy up against his office door and make out with him.
Steven laughed at you, at your desperate attempts to show him that there are other boys. Yes, boys. Hell he’d let you try them out but how long until you came back to him? Begging him to fuck you because those stupid school boys don’t know how to, not properly.
They don’t know how to push you right up on the edge and then take that away from you, they don’t know how to choke you just enough for your head to feel the fuzzy feeling, they don’t know where to touch or kiss or bite or suck you like he does. No one ever will because you’re his.
You can’t escape him, he’s got you trapped now, spun tightly in his little web of pleasure. It’s not like you wanted to leave him anyway.
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“You’re kidding right?” You were stood in stevens classroom a few minutes before class started. When he called you in early you assumed it was because he needed to fuck something but no, this man had other plans.
“No one will hear it.” He assured you. Steven wanted to put a remote control bullet vibe inside you while he taught. While all your classmates and friends were inside this room. He was Fucking Insane is what he was. “Cmon love, you got less then 7 minutes to decide if this is what you want.” He said and you huffed.
“What happens if I don’t do it?” You asked knowing there’d be some consequence. “Well, love, let’s just say you’d have a very hard time getting…off…for the next few weeks” you swallowed thickly and sighed.
You pushed yourself up on his desk spreading his legs open for him as your skirt slid up to reveal your hidden heat. “That’s my girl” he said and kissed your inner thigh. He moved your white cotton panties out of the way and slowly slipped the plastic inside you. He leaned down his lips attaching to your clit as you let out a loud moan.
“Professor!” You whined. “Just making sure.” He smiled and fixed your underwear back. “Okay, off you go, find a seat before your friends start arriving” you nodded and picked up your bag walking to your usual seat.
“Are you okay?” Your friend leaned over and you nodded. No you weren’t, not at all. He had kept it steady on the highest setting for at least 10 minutes now. You were gonna cum there was no stopping it,not unless he turned it down. You knew how you looked probably, cheeks flushed,biting your lip, eyes dilated. You looked a mess.
“…and so you then have to look deeper into the history of the tomb…” you were only half hearing what he was saying desperately trying to stove off your orgasm. Steven could watch you like this all day, you looked so perfect to him. You mouthed a please in his direction and he gave in, he slipped his hand into his pocket and you sighed visibly relaxing as you knew you weren’t gonna cum that soon.
Steven could watch your friends lean over and whisper worries to you the whole class, how embarrassing it would be for them to find you out, find out that a small toy was knuckles deep inside you and that he -Your Professor- was controlling it.
“Alright, you guys know what you need to get done as always” Steven said sitting back down at his desk. “Class dismissed.” everyone began filing out except you, you stayed back.
“You coming?” Your friend asked “no, I have some tutoring with mr grant” your friend shrugged “alright, be safe” you nodded.
You only began to move towards his desk as the last few people left. Steve got up making it to the door in 3 strides. He closed and locked the door, but he never told you he locked it. He was just mean like that.
Steven wasted no time im getting you up on his desk your legs spread wide for him. He clicked his teeth “tsk, you ruined your pretty panties baby, that’s not what good girls do” you clenched around the toy. “I’ll help clean you up don’t worry buttercup” you watched him slowly pull the soiled cotton off you.
You prepared yourself gripping onto the side of his desk as he trailed sloppy kisses up the insides of your thighs. “Sir, please” you whined and Steven chuckled “what? What is it you need? Hmm? You gotta use your words love, I gotta know what your pleading for. What if you’re pleading for me to stop?” You shook your head “no! No! Don’t stop” you spoke frantically. “Then, what do you want love? I know you aren’t dumb already tell your professor what’s wrong. I jus’ wanna help” you blinked at him.
“I want you- your cock, want it inside me” you huffed, chest heaving as your breath picked up. “Hmm, right because nothing makes you feel as good as me, isn’t that right?” You nodded but that’s not what Steven wanted. A sharp slap landed on your heat and you moaned out “I said, isn’t that right?” You swallowed before answering “yes sir, that’s right” Steven stood up from his crouched position.
Steven tugged on his belt the clinking of it only making you wetter. “Here this is what we are gonna do” he wrapped the leather around your wrists hooking it securely. “Let’s get you flipped around” he said and lifted you off his desk flipping you around to bend you over it.
Steven flipped the pleated skirt up so he could see everything properly. “I don’t think you’re telling me the truth, buttercup. I’m pretty sure this toy was about to make you cum earlier.” You wiggled against his desk “maybe I would’ve been nice if you were a good girl, but good girls don’t cum that easily, good girls wait for permission�� you whined “but I didn’t cum..” Steven chuckled “but you were going to, you were going to cum all over my seats weren’t you? Next to your friends who seemed so worried. You were gonna be a little whore and cum with so many people around you. How disgusting of you baby, utterly pathetic”
You gasped feeling him turn the toy back on “let’s see if you can be a good girl, yeah? You wanna be my good girl don’t you? Yeah, you do” you squirmed feeling the toy vibrating inside you. This wasn’t fair. This wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted him not this stupid toy.
“Look at you, leaking all that juice down your pretty thighs. It’s a shame really, bet you’d taste so good right now.” That only made you clench around the toy “mmm you’d feel so good around my cock right now, watching you go dumb with pleasure.” You breathed in and out trying to fight the coil building inside you.
“You really think you can hold back? Yeah? Trying to force yourself not to cum around this toy? You know my cock is so much better, don’t you?” You nodded “yes, it is!” You whined out.
You were gonna cum, this was the moment where you were gonna become a bad girl, where you didn’t wait for permission like you should it was coming way too fast to stop it.
Steven ripped the toy from inside you sinking into you at the last second as you fell off the edge you moaned out head falling forward onto his desk and you shook with erotic bliss.
“See, you always get what you want baby, always” you sighed as your body slowed from your peak. “You alright buttercup?” He asked and you nodded “think you can handle me? Yeah? Or are you too dumb.” You hummed “fuck me, please” Steven smiled widely.
He set a rough yet gentle pace only picking up once he was sure you had completely fizzled out. He reached down “arch your back.” He commanded and you did using your hands to hold you up. Steven wrapped his hand around your throat softly squeezing the sides.
“Sir…good…it feels so good” Steven placed kisses along your jaw as he sent your head into a clouded place. “I’m sure it feels good baby, you feel good. So good, fuck you wrap around me so perfectly.” His arm wrapped around your waist helping to hold you up.
“Sir is gonna fill you up buttercup, gonna make sure you’re nice ‘n full darling” that was your only warning before you felt the hot splashes of his seed coating your insides. You sighed as he slowed his thrusts to a stop groaning out his own curses as he came down.
He slowly dropped his hold on your neck and flipped you back around careful to not pull out of you. “Hey, do you love me? Hmm? Wanna hear you say it buttercup” you sighed your head still fuzzy. “Love you daddy…I..I do” Steven smiled leaning down to kiss you gently “yeah? How cute are you. In love with your professor? Such a bad girl you are” you leaned up wanting to kiss him but he pulled away.
“Let’s clean up” he said and quickly unhooked the belt around your wrists. You were still dazed you weren’t sure what he used to wipe you clean you just felt him slide your panties back on. “You have a few minutes to get to your next class, I would hurry if I were you” you nodded and grabbed your bag walking towards his door.
You whined as you could feel remains of him leaking out into your already soiled panties.
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sakuraryomen01 · 2 days ago
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Lost Lamb /OG Sukuna x Reader/ .o6
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✧ Warning: Og Sukuna Ryomen, servant reader, Master x Servant, protector/predator x reader kind of relationship, more suggestive content, flustered Sukuna, touchy Y/n, another trip to a village (different one this time, with a name lmao)
✧ Reader: Female Reader
✧ Plot: A Master x Servant Fanfiction in which Sukuna, the king of curses, finds you snooping in his temple and he makes you pay for your crimes for the rest of your life..
✧ Words: 4.50k
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fic masterlist :: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 .11 .12
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·A/n: I hope you guys haven't given up hope on you and Sukuna's love life cuz of the ending of the last chapter! Seriously, don't feel disheartened, it'll make sense down the road!! ^^
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♡ Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy! ♡
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A few days later, Sukuna still sat awake, the sun beginning to rise and birds began chirping their morning songs, staring off at the wall with bloodshot eyes and thoughts racing through his head.
As days and nights passed, you were there. When he closed his eyes, teasing him with your smile and your gentle touches on his arms. Seconds later, his eyes would snap open and tear away from the sight of you in his lap again.
"Shit.." Bringing a hands up to his eyes, he let them rest there before taking a deep breath and swallowing his pride.
It wasn't a crush, he knew that for sure. Couldn't be sure it was love either. Lusting after someone and finding them a joy to be around were two different things; Sukuna knew that.
He enjoyed your cute smile, soft cheeks and cute figure. He loved seeing you smile at a joke or having fun, like at the festival. Seeing your flushed face when you entered the bathroom and saw him naked that one time didn't faze him...
Was he in love? The King of Curses?
No, this is just him being untouched for so long... Ha, lies.
Sukuna wished that was the case. He touched himself plenty, even had to yesterday thanks to you bending over. Usually, he was getting rid of any excess urges to rest soundlessly. That was until recently. Touching himself wasn't enough, he wanted more; he wasn't happy with his own hands and teases.
He wanted you.
You and your soft hands on him.
Touching and fondling anywhere you could reach, pleasing Sukuna with your hot breath and scent. Trailing your delicate fingers wherever they wished to be-
Okay, stop.
Sukuna shook his head, blinking a few times before giving himself another shake to be sure. Sitting up and gripping the bed's sheets the moment he could hear your noises from down the hall.
Turning his head towards his bedroom door, his lips twitched up in a smile. Standing, he quietly wrapped a small blanket around his broad shoulders and opened his door.
Uraume and Y/n are most likely asleep right now, so maybe he can have a morning walk!
But unlike his plans, his feet carried him towards your room. The sounds of you being frustrated with something upset him and he just wanted to make sure you were okay.
Not that had anything to do with this feelings thing he was going through.
Gently, he pushed the door open to see you tossing and turning in your sleep. And just as he thought, you were upset. Brows furrowed and cheeks flushed, and as if on cue, Sukuna smiled and took a delicate step inside.
You had managed to kick off your blankets and exposed your figure to him, which he quickly fixed before anything in his mind began to race and think up new and interesting things to torture him with later that night.
"Sleeping so soundly.." Kneeling next to you, Sukuna grazed a finger against your sweating forehead and chuckled. "You're a little mess, aren't you..?"
Warmth and happiness enveloped the curse in a tight embrace, forcing Sukuna's heart to flip. Even the sun couldn't compare to this heat in his chest. After feeling so cold for so long, he wanted it. It was an intoxicating feeling he enjoyed, though didn't know the name as of right now.
Slowly, Sukuna bit his lip, unconsciously staring down at yours. Watching your lower one tremble as you continue to be frustrated at whatever you were dreaming about.
They look so soft and nice...
Before he could even begin leaning forward in an attempt, your hand squeezed Sukuna's thumb. A small action that sent a chill down his spine, igniting a feeling deep in his bones as his cheeks flushed the same color as his hair.
He took a breath. Then another. One more time before he regained control over himself. It was hard to hold back, but he had to.
As seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into an hour, Sukuna looked up and saw the sun's rays tickling your face. No longer annoyed, you rested peacefully in your bed, your head still resting on his palm and fingers still wrapped around his thumb.
Dear Gods, I want to hold you..
Sukuna swallowed a lump in his throat, slowly moving his hand away and peeling your fingers off. The ache in his heart that stabbed him hurt so bad, but he had to leave. It was creepy enough as it was that he had even stepped in your room to check on you, and staying any longer would only worsen his mood.
Once he was sure that you were covered up and sleeping soundly, he left and closed your door, releasing a sigh and heading off towards his throne.
Within the next hour, you were up and happy like a little bunny. Even walking up to the throne and bowing deeply in your normal monk outfit, making an astonished look convert Sukuna's features in moments. Seeing that cute smile and those tired eyes, smile broad and wide as you waved Sukuna a good morning and asked if he was hungry.
"Do you want some mochi?" You questioned, folding your arms behind your back and not noticing how flustered you had made the curse.
"Uh- Yes, and hurry. My stomach has been growling all morning!"
You giggled at this, rushing off towards the kitchen and leaving the man alone to go through his thoughts. Even though he let a lie slip, he was still going to eat that mochi— he knew it. In Sukuna's heart of hearts, he didn't like to waste food, even if it was a simple snack.
And if you made it, he'd eat it with a smile on his face.
"Oh, that's right.. I have that thing to do later." Sukuna said to himself, scratching his temple and groaning.
I don't even want to do anything today..
"Master, I've finished your snack!"
Seeing your chipper form bouncing towards him made him chuckle, reaching out a hand to help you up the stairs and towards him.
"Happy this morning, aren't you?" He asked, taking the small plate and grinning. "Is this normal?"
"Today just feels different, sir." You answered, your eyes seeming to glow softly at him.
Sukuna, who had finally managed to breathe again, patted his lap and signaled for you to take a seat. "Here, share these with me. I'm not going to be able to eat them all, you know."
Your cheeks flushed red, blinking and looking down at Sukuna's thigh like it was sacred land you weren't meant to sit upon. A giggle slipped from Sukuna's lips, gently pulling you up into his lap and making sure you were comfortable before handing you the plate.
Plucking one of the mochi from the dish, Sukuna began to chew on it before a yelp made you look up at him.
"Is there chocolate in this?" He asked, peering at the sweet treat before sticking his tongue inside it and licking up the sweet substance with a blush tinting his cheeks.
"Y/n, I have to go to the village today —a different one, thankfully— and get some things sorted out."
You nodded, handing him another mochi once he finished his and began eating one of your own. Swaying your feet in his lap, already getting comfortable being perfectly placed in his lap like it was your personal throne.
Sukuna's eyes trailed your figure for a moment, blinking away his thoughts and coughing.
"And I'm going to take you with me." He said finally, running a hand through his hair. "It won't take too long, but I hope to be back before dinner."
Munching on your snack, you piped in response before taking another bite from the snack and looking around the throne room. Sukuna's eyes however, remained on you.
You looked so perfect in his lap, puffed cheeks while snacking and asking questions about his mood or if you were making him uncomfortable.
Numbly answering your questions, he was soon snapped out of his trance when he saw your cheeks turn a rosy red. Smiling to himself, he wrapped a hand around your hip and traced a finger against your cheek, pushing some stray strands of hair from your face.
"There," Sukuna teased, watching your face bloom a deeper red. "Prettiest rose of the bunch."
Seeing you flustered over his words —his voice— gave him goosebumps. You weren't the only one that wasn't affected by what he said, he found his speech embarrassing, too.
"Master, can you explain what that means?" You asked suddenly, looking down, avoiding his eyes.
Well, that's rude.
He pinched your chin, lifting your face back up to him. Brows were knitted together once he saw your eyes again, a snort leaving him. No matter how cute you were, you wouldn't avoid his gaze like that again.
"Don't look away from me when you're talking."
Quickly, you looked up at him and felt flustered again. "O-Okay."
Sukuna nods, signalling for you to continue and you sigh.
"I was wondering what you mean when you say that."
"Say what, Y/n?"
You hesitate again. "When you say I'm the prettiest rose of the bunch."
Tilting his head, Sukuna inspects your composure. You still look nervous, but he can't help being blunt.
"It means you're beautiful, Y/n. As pretty as a blooming rose."
Another silence passed between you both until Sukuna coughed, cheeks heating up with every beat of his heart. He gently stood you up, shooing you off with his lower set of arms as he himself stood up to ascend down the stairs.
"We'll be leaving shortly, so hurry."
Beautiful? Me?
You stood at your closet, looking at the mirror built into the door that faced your clothing and quirked a brow. Well, you didn't think you were ugly, but you didn't consider yourself beautiful.
Beautiful was like the moon mats you had hanging, or the blue tiger lilies Sukuna had sent you the other night.
That wasn't you. You were cute or pretty, but not beautiful.
Grabbing your hood, you lifted it over your face and slipped on your shoes. Fixing your hair and quickly making your way out, you mumble a quick goodbye to Uraume and headed off towards the exit.
Sukuna stood outside the shrine, waiting for you, and holding his hand out to give you a small pat on the head. He had a thicker coat on his normal wear that was made out of bear skin. The fur was well groomed and kept clean as to not smell or go bad.
It was Sukuna's personal favorite to bring on cold walks.
"Stay close, alright? The road down to the Hokkaido village isn't easy."
Giving him a nod, you stuck to your word and stayed close. Following him down in the opposite direction of the village you were used to. This path headed north, where the cold of winter would start sooner than most areas.
Every few moments, the road would be slick with ice and Sukuna carried you until the area was safe to walk on. And eventually, there was nothing but ice on the path, forcing you to be cradled in Sukuna's arms much to your embarrassment.
"Are you warm?" He asked sometime later, giving you a small squeeze and pulling his blanket off to wrap around you.
Objecting, you waved your hands around and shook your head.
"N-No, sir. I don't need that, honest!"
Sukuna scoffed, flicking your forehead. "You're nose is beet red, use it."
Admitting defeat, you wrapped the large fur around you and rested your head against Sukuna's chest. You touch providing him enough warmth in his core to last him a lifetime as he looks over your small figure in his arms.
The big muscles made you seem almost like a baby to him, he lips teasing into a smile as he thought this. As he walked the path, he felt this sudden urge that something was going to happen.
He looked around, and didn't see anything, but the feeling continued throughout his visit to Hokkaido village.
It was a normal visit, simple hello's with the chief and mentions of payment Sukuna made sure you didn't hear about. You knew about the sacrifices, but he didn't want you to witness them. Never in his life does he want that again.
As this was happening, you looked around and saw how much snow had already fallen.
"Thank you again, Lord Ryomen." The chief bowed, lowering his head and coming up again.
Sukuna gave a grunt in response, his stare cold as he looked around at the faces of the many villagers. Their shaken state fueling his ego slightly as he turned and looked down at your still form.
The crowd watched as he knelt down and pressed his thumb to your covered forehead. Thankfully, no one could really see your face, but many were astonished at the kindness you were being showered with.
"Let's get home." Sukuna finally muttered as he stood, hoisting you back up into his arms like before and turning to the chief once again.
"At the full moon, remember that, or I'l have your heart to dine on."
With that last threat, Sukuna turned and escorted you out of the village. Walking down the path away from the village, Sukuna's eyes kept darting around him and causing confusion and concern to course through your body.
"Master, is something wrong?" You asked, turning your head up to him.
He grunted, pretty much the only response you got until there was a soft crunch sound that was a little ways off from the path. Sukuna's head darted to the right. Wide, alert eyes staring off at the noise until he sighed and continued walking towards his shrine once again.
What's he so jumpy about?
Resting your head on his chest, you listened to his faint heartbeat and soon found yourself snoring.
Sukuna was on edge the whole time; looking over his back and the surrounding area. The forest he was so used to traveling was now unsafe. It wasn't the same, Sukuna knew it must've been a cursed spirit that had formed some ways off.
If only he could pinpoint it..
Taking a few breaths, Sukuna calmed himself and decided it'd be best to worry about later. He knew that this problem would rise again, but he couldn't afford hurting you over something that'd be so easily dealt with.
Once he had managed to find a safer route to walk, he looked down at you and noticed that you had fallen asleep in his arms.
The smile that lifted his pink lips was the brightest thing besides the snow. Pearly white teeth flashing as Sukuna's eyes softened and stared down at you. Images of you smiling in his arms and with flushed cheeks entered his mind, knowing that they were fairy tails to him as of right now.
You wouldn't love him; a monster with a death toll larger than life.
He took a few steps towards his shrine, the smile on his face didn't leave as he entered. Uraume was cleaning the floors of the main hall when they heard him and turned, seeing a sleeping you in his mass of arms and the smile.
"Uraume.." Sukuna started, a sudden flush of warmth on his cheeks.
Uraume returned the pleasantries and grinned, seeing the rosy color of the curses cheeks. "Did the meeting suffice?"
"Yes. Y/n fell asleep on our way back; I'll put her to bed. Wake her when supper is made."
Uraume nodded, watching Sukuna leave towards your room and couldn't wipe the smug grin from their face. They chuckled to themselves and picked up the sponge and bucket of water, watching Sukuna's last few steps down the hall before they couldn't see him anymore.
"The King of Curses has no weaknesses.. but he might've gained one today."
Making his way down the hall, Sukuna turned towards his bedroom and pushed open the doors without question. Taking you to his massive bed and removing the blankets with ease before placing you in the place he normally slept. Dragging the blankets up and over you before checking the pillows and standing straight, looking down at your sleepy figure and smiling again.
He wasn't going to last long at this rate..
"..My Y/n," Sukuna muttered, the sudden possessiveness in his heart coming to a simmer as he chuckled and let his knuckles rub against your cheek.
"Doesn't sound half bad to me, does it?"
You squirmed around, letting your cheek press against the back of Sukuna's hand for a moment, to which he chuckled at as you smiled and hummed in content. "I know, sounds nice to me, too."
Pulling away, Sukuna turned to his curtains and closed them, picking up his astrology book at the same time with one of his extra hands and left with a final whisper of a smile ghosting his lips.
Enthralled with this sudden happiness brewing in his soul, Sukuna left the shrine in search of the wretched curse that appears to have formed nearby.
No doubt in his mind that it was caused by a wrecked village, Sukuna headed to a nearby waterfall —towards the burning city— in search of this thing.
It was almost a whole hour of searching when he found a large entrance near the waterfall. The cracked wall marking a creatures presence seemed to have been made in the stone. It was dark, but Sukuna could sense the cursed energy. After much thinking, Sukuna started to head home —marking some trees beforehand— and left.
The moon had risen and shined against the shrine once he made his way back. Looking around a final time before scoffing and heading inside.
Paranoia wasn't something Sukuna often faced, as it wasn't normal for him. But having you around as a distraction, the cursed spirit began to forget the troubles he dealt with.
Killing the cursed spirits that spawned due to the villages the surrounded him was a part of his job. As long as the chiefs kept paying for safety, of course.
As he made his way inside, he took the stairs to his throne and sat for a while, contemplating his next move when he heard you voice through the darkness.
"Master, you should be sleeping," You said, standing at the bottom of the stairs and looking up at him.
"Why aren't you in bed? And why was I in your bed?"
Sukuna took a breath, scratching his neck and sighing. "No reason, human. What woke you?"
"Worrying about you, sir." You answered, the lack of hesitation making Sukuna's heart flip.
He could tell he was blushing, feeling the familiar rise of temperature in his face as he took in your worry. Standing, Sukuna waved a hand and got off his throne, going down the stairs and joining you.
"There's no need to worry about me," He said, giving your head a pat and smiling. "I'm sorry for worrying you, but I'm fine."
You have a nod, eyes sparkling as the moonlight poured inside for one of the shrine's windows. The statues of Sukuna seemed to glow too, but they didn't compare to the color of your concerned orbs. Sukuna took a moment to take in your tired figure, seeing the sleepy expression and the disheveled night gown, he decided to take you back to bed.
"Come, let's get you back to bed, young one," Sukuna said, letting out a sigh and wrapping an arm around you.
The protective and possessive touch flustered you as Sukuna pulled you into his side and guided you down the hall and towards your room. His cool kimono was pressing against your cheek softly, though your warm cheek couldn't even begin to calm as Sukuna kept you close.
That touch you have been dying for was nothing compared to the feelings blooming in your heart. Even after all the hatred and foul looks, you couldn't help but feel closer to him.
You wanted to be, more than anything.
Unable to even deny it any longer. You liked Sukuna, but you've never felt such emotions before. The word 'like' didn't even begin to describe the warmth in your chest or the shiver down your spine when Sukuna held you.
So, as he opened your door and held you into bed, you grabbed onto his hand and held as tight as you could.
"What is it?" Sukuna asked, his voice gruff but quiet.
You opened your mouth to let out the words, ones that you wanted to keep to yourself and never let him know your feelings. You didn't want him to know, but they were about him. He had the right to know about them, even if it was against how you felt.
"I want to tell you something," Anxiously, you squeezed Sukuna's hand and flushed pink. "Uhm, it's a little confusing to me.."
"Yes, mortal?"
Sukuna's questioning eyes and demeanor, leaning forward with eyes slightly wider than normal; you had to tell him.
"I've been feeling different recently."
He gave a nod, resting himself on a knee and looking at you with a brazen expression.
"I don't know why, but it's about you, Master." You let out, closing your eyes to ignore Sukuna's looks. He looks so pretty up close..
"My heart starts racing when you come near me, or touch me in any kind of way. I blush every time I think about your smile.. I'm so confused.." Is what you wanted to say.
"I've been worried about you," Is what you muttered out, opening your eyes and seeing Sukuna's rather hopeful look flash into a disappointed one.
"Worried?" He questioned, a subtle squeeze from his hand. "That's all?"
You gave a nod as a small sigh escaped you, though you still felt tense. Sukuna saw it too, but he decided to not push you. Whatever you wanted to say to him, he had to be patient to hear. He couldn't push you into saying anything, Sukuna knew that.
"If that's all, I'll be leaving now." He said, standing and heading towards the door. "Goodnight, Y/n."
You replied with small farewells, though Sukuna's ears didn't catch them as he trudged down the hall and towards his room. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but that was his own feelings wanting to erupt.
Seeing your tensed body, he knew that you were hiding something from him, he couldn't help but be annoyed about it. You hiding something from him, and him being annoyed that you didn't feel like sharing it?
Flopping down onto his bed, Sukuna stared at the ceiling and sighed, he had to sleep.
He rolled over onto his side, not even bothering to bathe or get fresh clothes on, he went to sleep. Though sleep didn't find him until he had found himself in a fit of moans and whimpers.
Touching himself to try and tire himself was the only thing he could think of, and thankfully it worked. Images of you in his lap were stuck when you woke him for the festival a week ago, to the soft lips he dreamed about kissing and biting. They struck him hard and he let out groan after groan until he released and sat in his bed panting and weak.
"Y/n.." Sukuna let out a final whimper, looking down and seeing the mess he made of himself. Letting out a shaky sigh, Sukuna sat up and let go of him.
The white stickiness that was now covering him made Sukuna freeze, suddenly wondering about female anatomy and the reproductive system until he blinked and got up to wipe himself. He had to get a hobby that didn't consist of him being alone with his thoughts.
While Sukuna was dealing with his mess, you were up reading your romance novel and coming to the 'confession' part of the story. This so called confession seemed a little vulgar to you, seeing that the man and woman began to do this things called 'making love.'
You didn't understand it, but you could always ask Uraume in the morning..
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a/n:: I am SO SO sorry that Lost Lamb .o6 took this long! I wasn't feeling myself and wanted to take a break from writing until my mind was cleared and back on track with this story! I have officially started to get back on track with writing and things will be uploaded soon! ^^
[Hope you enjoyed the specials + Toji things! I also have something planned with my OC staring as a side character!! >///<]
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wonderwomanfantasy · 2 days ago
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Game-changing bet
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hello, I'm not dead I decided to do a Kuroo one I hope you enjoy it despite the wait.
Kuroo x Reader
warnings: smut, pwp, Daddy kink/ slight age play, mentions of porn, mentions of sex toys, friends with benefits,
word count: 1,600 (About)
Summary: a simple sounding bet leads to having sex with your good friend Tetsuro
You walked into the library stiffly. You’d managed to make it through most of your day without anyone calling you out, but this would be the real test. 
Kuroo’s eyes flicked up to meet you as soon as you got close and a warm smile spread across his lips. 
“Hey,” you greeted casually taking your seat across from him. 
“Hey, what’s up with you you’re walking like you have a pole up your ass,” 
You sighed. Leave it to Kuroo to see right through you when you didn’t want anyone to notice you. 
“It’s embarrassing,” you sighed. His grin only widened, 
“Then be quiet so no one will hear,” he said, eyes bright. 
“So I have this tradition,” you started “Every semester before finals week I buy myself something special to help me relax.”
“Like a video game?” he asked. You felt your face get hot and you squirmed in your seat. 
“No like, uhm more like a toy to help me really relax,” he burst out laughing much too loud for the quiet library.  You lunged across the table and slammed your hands over his mouth to shut him up. 
“I swear to god Tetsurou I’ll kill you,” you hissed and he tried his best to quiet himself. 
“I’m sorry continue, so you buy yourself a new sex toy as a reward for passing your classes,” he said, trying not to laugh again. 
“Basically,” you admitted sheepishly. “So I bought myself something last week and I can’t use it,”
“What like it’s broken?”
“No,”
“Do you not like it as much as you thought you would,”
“No, I didn’t get to try it, not really, it’s too big,” you hid your face in your hands,
“It doesn’t even fit inside of me and I kind of hurt myself trying last night, that’s why I’m walking funny,” you admitted finally, humiliated. The worst part is, it wasn’t even that big you’d seen people take much, much more, and even though what you were getting was pretty reasonable considering what else was for sale. 
“We’re you like, stretched outright?” Kuroo asked. 
“Apparently not, I mean I used lube I was uhm in the right headspace so to speak, But like I couldn’t even get the tip in this thing was huge,” you defended, then mimed the approximate size of the dildo.  
“I bet I could have made it fit,” he said. You raised an eyebrow at him 
“I didn’t think you were into taking Kuro-”
“Shut up you brat I meant I could have made it fit in you,” he snapped back. You scoffed
“Oh excuse me, I forgot you lost your virginity two years ago and now you’re a walking sex god my bad, go on tell me how to fuck my own pussy,” you snapped. 
“Easy princess don’t get your panties in a twist, I’m just saying that thing cost you what 80 bucks? You can’t just let that go to waste,”
“50,” you corrected with a sniff, but he had a point that was still fifty dollars of Oragasums you needed to get out of this too big thing, and Kuroo was the kind of friend who could help you with this and it wouldn’t change the relationship between the two of you. 
“If you hurt me I’ll break your neck,” 
“Deal,” he said instantly a light shining in his eyes. 
“And If you can’t make it fit you buy me dinner for wasting my time,” you said, 
“Anything you want,” he agreed, he was way too excited to go along with this. 
You were sitting between Kuroo’s legs naked. His big hands ran over your body slowly, raising goosebumps along your skin. 
“This thing is fucken huge I thought you were just being a baby,” he laughed, 
“You’re just mad it’s bigger than yours,” you snapped back you could feel him pressed against your back he was hard, and you wondered if he’d get off just by touching you. 
“What do you do, to start? How do you turn yourself on?” he asked, his large hands resting on your thighs. 
“I don’t know just watch porn I guess,” you admitted. He hummed thoughtfully. 
“What kind of porn?” 
“I don’t know,” you took a deep breath, It was just Kuroo you could be real with him, and he’d respect you he would keep your secrets and he wouldn’t make fun of you. 
“I like ASMR stuff, just a lot of moaning, and dirty talk,” you told him. Kuroo hummed behind you like he was thinking of what to do next. 
“I can do that I think, You just want me to tell you how pretty you look, spread out for me like this?” His voice was lower than it normally was and you felt its effect down to your toes. 
“Yes,” you said, breathily, you wished he’d just get on with it and touch you.  Suddenly he let out a low moan that made you jolt, you felt like you would have jumped out of your skin if Kuroo hadn’t been there to hold you down. 
He laughed a little, “I’m so fucking lucky to see you like this, I’m almost scared to touch you, I think the second I sink my fingers in that pretty cunt I might cum,” he said. Finally, he reached to the Apex of your legs and ran his thick fingers over your folds spreading your wetness over your clit. 
“Do you like that kitten? You like Daddy playing with your clit?” he asked and you felt your cheeks burn. 
“Y-yes D-Daddy,” you whimpered making Kuroo laugh, you wondered how he knew that you liked that or if he was doing it for him. Either way, he was getting you off. 
“Is this how you play with your private parts baby? Is this how you touch yourself when Daddy isn’t there?” he was teasing you now, circling your entrance with his middle finger, only pushing into you when you caught him off guard and pitched your hips forward 
“Naughty girl,” Kuroo laughed as he slowly pumped his finger in and out of you, twisting his wrist in you.  “How should Daddy punish you for being such a bad slut?” he asked Kuroo dipped his head and started kissing your neck before surprising you by sinking his teeth into your neck. 
“Now, whenever someone asks where you got that mark you have to look them in the eye and tell them that there aren’t any classes on how to fuck yourself so you had to get your friend to show you how to use your cunt,” he said against your ear. He slipped another finger inside of you, scissoring you open and fucking you with his thick fingers. 
“Daddy-” you moaned bucking your hips down against his hand again, this time he let you without punishment unless you counted more neck kisses as a punishment. You could feel his cock hard against your back rutting against your ass. 
Kuroo had three fingers in you now, you’d never felt so full before, 
“Kuroo, I need you,” you whimpered you were going to cum if he kept touching you like this. The Dildo he was supposed to be fucking you with was long forgotten at the other end of the bed. 
Kuroo pulled his finger out of you and flipped you around pressing your back to the mattress. He loomed over you caging you in with his larger frame. 
“Fuck baby look at you,” he sighed, “All fucked out just from Daddy’s fingers,” he moaned shoving his jeans down his legs. You almost whimpered when he pulled his cock out. You watched as he pumped himself in his fist and pulled one of your legs up over his shoulder. 
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes- please Daddy,” you pleaded, Kuroo didn’t make you wait, he dipped his head to kiss you as he slid in. you couldn’t help but mona as you felt him fill you up. 
“Fuck baby even with all that prep work, you’re so tight,” he purred against your neck. “I’m going to move now is that okay?” 
“Yes-”
 Kuroo tried to be gentle at first, but how you were sucking him in and milking his cock made it hard to hold back. 
“There's my good girl,” he grunted his thrusts getting sloppy, Kuro was having a hard time focusing on two things at once, thrusting his hips at a steady pace and rubbing your clit,
“Fuck baby, are you close? Are you going to cum?” Kuroo asked, desperately, he was close to his own release but he was determined to get you off first. 
“Daddy, I’m so fucking close please keep fucking me,” you pleaded, throwing your head back and arching your body up against him. 
Kuroo could do that at the very least. He hooked one hand under your hip and lifted you up so he can fuck you deeper, 
Kuroo watched your eyes roll back into your head as you came around him, the feeling of your orgasm was enough to push him over the edge, and the two of you came together. 
Kuroo held you close as you both heaved, catching your breath and coming down from your respective highs. 
“That was so fucking good,” he sighed, nuzzling the side of your neck. 
“You owe me dinner,” you sighed,
“What?” he asked, you grinned and nodded towards the toy 
“Didn’t make it fit, you owe me dinner,” Kuroo found that he could live with that.
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tarohu · 17 hours ago
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ꗃ CHAPTER 6 : butterflies ㅤㅤㅤ━ after returning to the palace battered and bruised, (name) tends to kunikuzushi's wounds, though it seems she didn't seem to notice the light blush adorning his features.
chapter V ✷ chapter Vl ✷ chapter Vll [in progress]
☆◞ will contain the following . . . ANOTHER LONG CHAPTER YDJFD, japanese/chinese royalty au, claustrophobia, suggestive, fluff, angst, mentions of memory loss, blood, mentions of violence
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odd, isn't it? why… "why isn't the lovely princess accepting my flowers?" kunikuzushi pondered. "perhaps inazuman flowers are not her taste," he lightly huffed, arms crossed as he glared at the various bouquets you stuffed in your closet. he doesn't mean to, really, but peering into your room was rather conspicuous of him to do. the prince had his chin high per usual, relaxed fists by his side as he strode through the estate's hallways.
i don't feel anything significant, he silently reassured himself, lids hanging over his daring eyes. this is just something he'd like to call a fleeting gist; a gesture to manipulate you into staying quiet like you should be. yet, he wonders. he said not to catch anything significant throughout the engagement, but why does it seem like- unironically- he's the one falling first? he shook his head.
nonsense. any woman would give up her own life to be by his side, right? kunikuzushi forgets sometimes, that not everyone is the same. having been raised to think so, he wouldn't know any better. he adjusted the collar of his kimono, loosening it before sighing softly.
you glanced up from the picturesque glaze lilies you were embroidering atop your lap, eyes fixating on the open window. the breeze gusted forward to kiss your cheeks and your brows lowered. is this what you'd call homesick? you put aside the embroidery and stood up to take in the heavenly sights of inazuma. it's not the same. the wind gracefully carried through your hair, an uneasy feeling settling in your gut. you let the prince claim your virginity, all because of your dim-witted curiosity. your ears behold a bright red, your lip tucked beneath your upper teeth. how embarrassing...
you bet your mother would offer you an eternity of scolding and what not. you knew how she got when the salacious topic came up about sex as an unmarried woman. you cleared your throat as a modest attempt to brush off your profuse thoughts. you've been feeling nauseous as of late, which only added to your overwhelming situation.
were you in liyue, you would have your personal doctor, baizhu, and his cute little assistant, qiqi, to examine your state. however, you wouldn't want the residents of inazuma to look at you like you're desperate for some or any type of attention right when you've only arrived recently.
"are you occupied, princess?" you quickly whipped around at the sound of his voice. "oh," you smiled sheepishly, "just finishing up my embroidery." kunikuzushi stepped forward but not too close as to keep an appropriate distance (he sure didn't think about that when approaching you last night). you tilted your head when he held the embroidery art with care. "beguiling. do you..." kunikuzushi turned away, attempting to hide his facial expressions, "do you like glaze lilies?" you weren't quite sure what to make of the situation but you still answered nonetheless.
"ah... i do, they're my preferable flower." you replied meekly, your finger hooked against your lips. unbeknownst to you, kunikuzushi smirked like he hit the jackpot. "wonderful, all i needed to know." he said vaguely, handing you back the embroidery. "i'm going to be heading into the city's out of bounds areas as to complete my rounds, do stay in the minka and ask the lowly faculty if you need anything or if you'd like to request for materials." he added.
you nodded, not quite following. kunikuzushi was bound to leave but you piped up, "uhm, i was wondering," he turned around at the doorway and you continued, "her highness, miss asahi, corrected herself in a letter claiming that kombucha tea is your favourite but you've been taking the gyokuro tea i've been offering you as of late. are you..." you hung your head in an endearing repentance (which he found adorable) with your hands close to your chest, "are you solely drinking it as to not offend me?"
kunikuzushi stifled a chuckle, "yes, no, maybe so," he gently brushed a stray strand of hair past your forehead then held your chin to meet your eyes, his lips riskily coming into contact with yours in every word. "i did say i'll take anything you offer me, no?" his hand cupped the side of your face, pressing a fervent kiss to your lips.
"we'll discuss the contract later, princess." he said softly, pulling away from you with a sly smile. you realized it must have slipped your mind. as he left, you closed the door with a gentle thud. the contract. your kimono dropped from your shoulders and you released the satin bow from your hair fixed up in a bun. he brought it up yesterday, another thing to convince you to keep quiet. the water finished running and you stepped inside the steep-wooden bathtub of the furo.
you inhaled deeply and sighed, the water soothing your tense muscles. you cupped your hands in the liquid and cleansed your faced with it before stroking your lithe fingers into the luscious, (color) strands of hair. what happened, the day you got locked inside the closet when playing hide and seek with your cousins?
"we don't what to do, she's stuck in there!" you heard xiangling exclaim out of worry with her orange panda stuffed-toy braced in her arms. you couldn't hear well, mostly because of the dense closet doors but also because your hands were cupped over your ears. xinyan, a friend she brought to play with you four, tilted her head, "maybe we should tell her mama already."
hu tao frantically stopped them from leaving the master bedroom, "no way, have you two lost it!? her mother's absolutely going to rat us out!" she hissed, hands on her hips with a frown of distaste. xiangling pouted, "even so! i heard it's dangerous to be kept inside a small space for too long." she hugged her panda tighter. xinyan patted her friend's shoulder comfortingly.
hu tao groaned, yanking at her brown hair in frustration while drawling, "fineeeee. let's just go before she passes out and my grandpa needs to get her a special coffin, heehee!" xiangling gasped loudly and xinyan nervously giggled as they ran off to find your mother.
xiangling whirled around to yell, "we'll be right back, (name)! d-don't worry, we're getting some help!" and she continued running along. you didn't hear her words of reassurance over your own snivels and sobs as you buried your face into your hands, shoulders trembling with each sound that emitted from your mouth.
so dark... and small. the walls don't want me to breathe, was all that echoed in your mind as you squeezed your eyelids shut. "(name)?" your mother softly called out, as to not frighten you. xiangling and xinyan stared in anticipation as your mother stepped closer to the silent closet. hu tao clapped her hands twice, "oh well, that's that! time to call my grandpa- EEP!" she yelped when xiangling started shaking her by the shoulders, "CAN'T YOU TELL (NAME)'S NERVOUS ENOUGH ALREADY!?"
mother shushed them and they quickly piped down as xinyan laughed at their antics. she ushered them to leave the room and they obeyed, much to your surprise. "(name), sweetie?" she repeated, placing one hand on the door. you sniffled and murmured quietly, "op-open the door..." your mother smiled, "it seems it may have broke when you tried to hide in here. it will take me quite a bit to remove this hindrance of a rod from in between the wedge, alright?"
you were quick to get on your knees, hands against the doors, "it's hard to breathe in here, mother!" you sobbed and wiped your tears with your sleeve, "w-wan'to go now, please!" she hummed, "i see."
"think of something you like."
"something i like?"
"yes, you can try that, can't you?"
"what now?" you asked, eyes closed as you vividly tried to imagine something you like. for some reason, the first thing that came to mind was a tea party with the kind thirteen-year-old prince you met last week. that's right, prince kunikuzushi. in the background, you could hear an odd grinding noise but were much too fixated on your current daydream.
the indigo haired male glanced at you while placing down his tea cup. his eyes were much more bigger and full of emotion then. "say, princess," he rested his chin in his hands. a tilt of your head urged him to go on. "do you hate the monarchy as much as i do?"
your eyes abruptly opened and you were back in the furo. you remember clearly now. as children bared to those of high status, the young ones of the kingdoms would be considered attractive or highly cunning, not to mention, intelligent. you lost part of your memory that day in the closet, where you shortly passed out due to lack of oxygen. you forgot all about your first meeting with kunikuzushi, besides the fact that you'd been greeted to him as a choice to become your potential husband in the future.
he formulated a scheme with you back then, but you figured, after he was informed of your "amnesiac" state, he ought to have waited until the day you two became wedded. at that time, he would explain everything. but you found out, too early.
the scheme and the contract...
you dried your hair with a towel as you finally finished up changing into another one of asahi's loose, satin kimonos. this one was rather simple and a lovely dove white with tiny, intricate red spider lilies on the hem plus, crimson accents. you stepped out into the hallway, dimming the lamps one by one, when suddenly, the doors to the minka opened with a startling bang that echoed through the estate.
there, you stared in horror at the sight of kunikuzushi doubled over, drenched from the rain but his clothes soaked with blood.
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"how incredulous," kunikuzushi scoffed as you tended to his wounds. gently dabbing a ball of cotton dampened with alcohol against the slits on his bicep. "real men don't look for care from women." he rolled his eyes but you continued noentheless with a murmur, "hold still." kunikuzushi slightly hissed at the searing sensation of his open wound affected by the alcohol.
you put away the bloody cotton ball and began to wrap his arm in bandaging. he looked away, hoping in the least his hair would cover his burning face. you frowned, "what got you in this situation? such severe yet quick slits ought to come from those who wield an arrow." you said, finishing up the last round of bandaging and beginning to put aside the materials.
kunikuzushi rubbed the side of his neck, tilting his head to the side, "some spar session. how would you know?" he asked sarcastically as your figure moved around the infirmary, placing the nursing items in their proper places. "studying." you answered neutrally, stepping on a stool to place the forceps in the cabinet.
"of course." he rolled his eyes yet again, some habit you noticed he had. "the pain will ease if you get a good night's rest, you should head off now." you suggested with that soft-soothing mature voice of yours. kunikuzushi smirked, "what are you, my doctor?" you sharpened your gaze. normally, you wouldn't get on his nerves as much but this was a matter of life and death, quite literally.
you sighed, "what do i need to do to get you to sleep? it'll cause major malfunctions in your arm such as intense pains similar to that of a variety of needles jabbing you if you don't rest your arm." you said, frowning. kunikuzushi rested his arm above your head against the wall behind you.
"i know what you could do to get me to rest."
you looked up at him before waving him off, "your arm will ache even more, please don't suggest something as dim-witted as that, prince kunikuzushi." kunikuzushi deadpanned, "seriously? i can't even fu-" you walked out of the infirmary, "do what you want, i'm going to the washitsu." he followed, "so does that mean i can or?"
kunikuzushi's arm ended up aching even more after you smacked him.
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heeseung-sub · 14 hours ago
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Idol Heeseung × Fem reader
short smut pussy eating+fuck mention of making a baby | Heeseung want to have a baby already/wan't to get pregnant the reader) 581 words. I'm not good in English❗❗ this my first time writing a smut so expect a grammatical errors and many more.
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Idol Heeseung × Fem reader.
"Why are you smiling?" Heeseung whispered to your ear as an arm wrapped around you you're in heeseung house. The two of you were sitting on the long sofa and watching a romantic movie.
"Nothing. I should go home?" you know that he won't let you he's so busy for the fast few days because of the upcoming concert and just now you had time for each other
"Sleep here tonight, I promise I'll just take you to your place tomorrow, I still want you to be with me I miss you so much" he says as his head was in your lap, and you're caressing his hair.
"Are you seducing me?" you laughed at his question Heeseung wet his lips and he slowly bit his lower lip while staring into your eyes. He's wearing a white t-shirt that turns you on.
"What if I am?" he sighed start having a hard on. your sex quivered all of a sudden. his strong eyes were full of naughtiness and it really affects your all senses.
He start kissing you deeply a small grin appeared on his lips that added to his hotness heeseung start licking your neck and sucking it
"Like it? You want more?" an approving smile was his response to this suddenly pulled up taking your shirt off he also took off your panties you're just wearing a panty and t-shirt "seems to be so excited" you smirk he didn't respond you held his jaw "not responding huh"
"Please, can I eat your pussy, I've been so busy working, I missed eating you," he says, tears in his bambi eyes. He begins kissing your thighs, and you spread your legs more giving him a permission to eat your pussy and for more access.
"ah " you start moaning touching his soft hair, his tounge start fucking your clit sucking eating your pussy like a hungry man
you close your legs sign that you want him to stop but not stop. you just want to feel his cock already. he held your legs more and keeping it open doesn't want to stop from eating you until you said that you want to feel his cock on your dripping cunt.
"I want to savor every inch of you. Do you feel how much I wanted you? Hmm?" Heeseung start thrusting, slamming her cock into your dripping cunt. he caressed both of your breasts and pressed every squeeze on it. He can feel how eager you are for him
"Mmmm! Hee ahh! " He moaned when he felt you clenching and soon both of you are cumming reached the climax. he can't believe that he can make you cum in just a couple of minutes Heeseung lay beside you he hugged you tightly "I wish we could have a baby here" he said toching your tummy and kissed you on the cheeks while panting,
"You really want a baby," you said Let's have a baby already, I can provide our needs, I'm ready to be father let's make a baby until our bed collapsed" Heeseung keep convincing you, but no you're not ready for that plus Heeseung contract is not done.
"You really want a baby," you said, he sigh "let's have a baby already, I can provide our needs and I'm ready to be a father. let's make a baby until our bed collapsed hm" Heeseung kept trying to persuade you, but you no weren't ready, and Heeseung's contract wasn't done yet.
I might delete this later because I'm not satisfied + I'm just practising!
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heyitsdoe · 14 hours ago
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@daftbitch has no chill, please have a female S/O blindfolded and she hears Katakuri’s spurs…do what you want with it 🙏
Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy ksdlfadsf I've been waiting for the right time and inspiration to hit for this request so please enjoy ^_^
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How long had it been? Where had Katakuri gone? Left sitting on the chair in the middle of the bedroom, your hands took up residence upon your knees, squeezing and clenching them every so often. The blindfold covering your eyes left you without sight, naked, alone, and wondering what Katakuri had had in mind when he'd asked you such a vulnerable question.
"Do you trust me?" He'd wondered in such a soft voice. You could tell part of him believed you would answer otherwise, and it hurt your heart.
"Implicitly." You'd said, without hesitation.
And so with a polite request that you undress, put on the blindfold, and wait for him to return, he'd walked off in the direction you thought the closet to be. His dull footsteps against the floor faded until you could no longer hear him.
Insatiably curious, you waited in silence. It was rare for Katakuri to bring up something new in the bedroom, but in all the occasions that he had, you'd found the results quite satisfying...
Your nails dug into your skin a little, pondering what he had in store for you this time. He had an imagination and curiosity that always promised good things. The man was ridiculously adept at knowing what you'd like. Did his haki have something to do with it, or was he just incredibly intuitive? You suspected the latter.
Ching.
You straighten in the chair, ears hyper-focused now that you lacked the ability to see. Somewhere in the distance, you heard it loud and clear. The familiar sound sent a shiver up your spine--for reasons you couldn't name, precisely--and you bit your lip in anticipation. You'd never thought of the sound as sexy before, but...you'd never be able to hear it the same away again. Dear lord...
Ching.
Ching.
Closer the sound came, putting you on the edge of your seat the more pronounced and confident it became. Each step was steady. Clearly he was in no rush whatsoever. His name died on your lips, your breath caught at the back of your throat. The affect this was having on you was astounding. Who knew the simply deprivation of a sense could heighten everything else so much?
Ching.
Your chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, unable to see the way your lover stalked closer. What you wouldn't give to know how he looked at you, ready and waiting for him, bare and increasingly needy for any touch whatsoever. What part of your body did his gaze linger on the longest? Was it full of lust? Or adoration? Or perhaps a mix of both?
Ching.
The sound was now directly in front of you, but rather than stop, the spurs began to circle you, predatory and yet lazy, as if watching and waiting for the precise moment to strike and claim his prize. You sucked in a fortifying breath, arching your back just enough to present your naked breasts for better viewing.
Ching.
Underlying the sharp metallic sounds was a low, rumbling hum at the back of his throat. He must like what he sees. You felt his stare. Sensed it. And yet still, those steady and careful steps rang out with chillingly erotic intent.
Ching.
Ching.
A simple touch against your bare skin and you suck in half a breath. You nearly jumped in your seat at the tender touch, trailing a ghostly trail from the side of your neck along your shoulder, then finally down your arm as Katakuri passed you by, circling back in front of you. Your head lolls to the side, inviting him to continue, leaning in to where you sensed him.
Ching.
...
The pattern faltered, no further steps audible to you. He stood directly in front of you, waiting. Gazing. Appraising your reactions thus far to see how it had been affecting you. It was a little embarrassing to admit that he'd done so little and already had you wound up and practically squirming in your chair.
"Y/N." He says, voice soft and yet deep with command. You swallow back the whimper that had threatened to come out, hearing what you believe to be hi crouching or kneeling before you. Beneath it all, you think you hear his own breathing, slightly shaky and shallow. "Touch yourself, love. Please. I...want to watch."
It takes the span of two heartbeats to register what he had said, the surprise nearly short-circuiting your brain. At first you don't move, the idea just a little embarrassing, if you're honest. But...with the artificial privacy that the blindfold afforded you, a barrier between the eyes, the courage to move our hands to your breasts was much more easily tapped into than expected.
Your hands give a little squeeze to your own flesh, slow and exploratory to begin. "...like this?" You ask.
You hear his breath release in a short exhale, and he hums his approval. Heavy is his stare upon you, but being unable to see his eyes directly makes the movement of your hands steadier and without shame. Perhaps another day you'd watch the way he couldn't look away from your every move.
It's easy enough to fall into the usual rhythm of self pleasure. You knew how to please yourself, fingers massaging and squeezing and pinching the precise spots on your chest you loved most. With a bite of your lip, your head falls back as you begin to succumb to the sensation.
A particularly sharp pinch has you sucking in a hiss, before your fingers rub the momentary pain away soothingly. It could be your imagination, but you think you hear a tiny groan somewhere in front of you. Was this turning him on just as much as it was you? You certainly hoped so.
Feeling daring, one of your hands drafts down past your breast, taking its time to glide along your stomach and pelvis. And with an intentional hitch to your breath loud enough for him to hear, your legs open to reveal your wet center, two fingers sliding past the hood of your clit and into your entrance with ease.
Your moan draws a strained grunt from Katakuri. Fingers press further in, seeking the pressure and point of sensitivity that would please you best. But the sound of a zipper nearly stops you entirely, mind concentrating on visualizing the way he drags his pants and underwear down just enough to free his cock from-
"Don't s-stop." He pleads, sounding a little breathless which only makes your toes curl. "Please..."
With renewed vigor, your hands work your own clit and breast. Any uncertainty you'd initially felt about masturbating in front of him had flown out the window upon realizing how much Katakuri loved watching you do so. A momentary thought flitting across your mind--how long had he wanted to ask you to do this?--before it disappeared entirely when you finally found that perfect spot inside to rub and repeatedly touch upon.
Your thighs stretch a little wider, giving you better access to that place inside. The wetness coats your fingers. Katakuri's hand lays upon your knee, keeping you open for him to watch, but you can hear the fleshy sound of his other one stroking himself slowly.
His breathing was becoming more labored with each passing minute. If you'd thought the ching of his spurs was sexy, nothing beat the breathy little noises that involuntarily left his lips. So low, so deep and needy...
Was he blushing? How debauched was his expression? You wanted so much to hear him cum with this blindfold on. Oh, you could just envision how his eyes would roll back, mouth open...
You abandon your breast entirely, choosing instead to pay absolute attention to your clit while a third finger slips inside of you to stroke your walls. Desperation begins quickening your pace. Your spine arches forward and then back again as your body seeks its orgasm already.
You weren't there yet. Getting closer, but you needed more. And as always, Katakuri seemed to sense exactly what it was you needed.
"Y/N." He breathes out, punctuated by a sharp exhale as his hand jerked himself faster. And the sound of your name spoken so reverently, so sinfully, in the throes of his own passion, supercharged the snapping nerves in your cunt.
He shifts on the floor before you, his hand squeezing your knee affectionately. Together, you're a panting, gasping, desperate mess. You don't care how your voice rises in pitch, strangled moans ripped from your throat by the increased efforts of your fingers. It was right there. So close. Your wrists began to hurt from the effort of quickly flicking back and forth over that one spot.
His name slips out of your mouth, absolutely drenched in lust, as you teeter at the edge.
Katakuri's ragged, drawn out groan catches you off guard. He cums before you, hard and sudden. And hearing him fall into pieces shoves you past the line in the sand, and you're shaking and shivering around your fingers still shoved deep inside of you, body quaking with pleasure.
You tremble as you come down from your high, the chair wet with your arousal, your fingers slowly slipping out of you and away from the over-sensitized nerves. You're limp, energy drained.
Katakuri shuffles forward, and you feel him reach up to remove your blindfold. Ah. You'd almost forgotten it had been there at all.
It's way too bright when the fabric is removed from your eyes, and you blink rapidly to try letting them adjust quicker. When your vision finally clears, you see Katakuri's flushed face, mouth slightly open as he breathes shuddering breaths. His eyes are beholden to you, and nothing else.
"Was that...good?" He asks, and you can't help the huff of laughter that escapes you. How he managed to be so precious and yet so sexy at the same time always amazed you.
"Very."
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twstwonderlandstuff · 2 hours ago
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Jsjsjs this one scenario has been living in my head rent free but,,, Sebek with a fem! S/o that really loves to kiss him in private with lipstick on
hey! im gonna say in advance that this isn't gonna be my best because i've never experimented w/ make up before so this is very new just cuz i love @/daily-diasomnia 's silver & malleus kiss hcs does NOT mean i can replicate it ANYWAYS LETS GOO KISSES
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"Wha- hey-!" As soon as the doors were shut, Sebek knew what he was in for.
"Se-bek~" Your feminine voice called out. "Look."
He does, and on your lips were a stain that he so often finds on his skin: a dark shade of maroon red.
"Doesn't it look good on me?" You tease, even though both of you know what his answer is going to be.
"It... it does." Sebek pools in emabrassment, but it's true, isn't it? You look so marvelous, so mezemerizing, and his excitement showed through his jittery movements.
"But you know..." You tilt his head up, grinning. "It looks far better tainted on your skin, don't you think?"
He doesn't get a chance to answer when your lips press onto his skin once.
Then twice.
Then thrice.
Soon, he's covered in markings, with you standing before him with a coat of happy blush staining your cheeks as he red faced, can only look at the ground.
He's grown to like, no, love this little routine you both have and it pleases him to no end that you find this as intimate as he does. Sebek's heart speeds up even further when he sees you with another tub of lipstick in your hands, and a devious smile on your lips.
"Pucker up, sweetheart."
Great seven, does he love you.
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princess-wishes · 7 hours ago
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She's Gay, Your Honor
in which genshin men crush on a lesbian female friend and help her get with her crush <3
ft: kaeya, albedo, kazuha, ayato
love interests (in order): rosaria, sucrose, ganyu, ayaka
genre?: fluff!
TW?: drinkness in kaeya's
Kaeya
kaeya first met you when you started working for diluc in the tavern. you quickly became good chatting partners and he gained a small crush on you. poor kaeya never noticed the way your eyes glanced lovingly at the nun next to the drunk bard.
as months passed, kaeya eventually confided (entoxicated of course) in his good drinking partner (who was also drunk) about his not so small crush on the pretty bartender.
"dude, is it not obvious she's into girls? even i can tell" venti smirked at him, and kaeya looked like he disconnected for a second.
"oh.. OH!" he raises his voice, catching the attention of everyone in the tavern, including you as you we're cleaning a table.
he did eventually tell you everything that happened and in apologised, in which you stated he had nothing to be sorry for, and from that moment on kaeya became your own personal wingman. he would casually slip in a good word for you with rosaria and if she ever complimented you around him, you would be notified within 5 minutes of said compliment. this went on until he eventually found you kissing her cheek amongst the flowers near windrise, and he seemed happier to see you two together then you guys were. 10/10 respectful and a great wingman!
Albedo
albedo is not human, and you picked up on that quicker then most. he hired you as another assistant due to your good reputation amongst the knights and was satisfied with your consistency up the mountain. only a few months into working together, you questioned him about his humanity, and he eventually disclosed that he is, infact, a human creation. after this, he began identifying odd feelings when you were around. pink cheeks when your fingers touched, butterflies as you complimented his effort, and while all this happened he failed to notice the heart eyes you gave the minty girl. the way you would go out of your way to assist her in her experiments, despite being hired by albedo and not her. the way you always made if up the mountain on time to begin a conversation, with her. albedo was to oblivious to the signs of love to notice all this.
this isn't to say he's stupid however.
albedo may be inexperienced, but eventually he will awaken from fairyland and catch on to your interest in his assistant. albedo backs off from then on, but doesn't make too much effort to bring the two of you together. as he watches against the sidelines, a certain little klee watched this silly fiasco play out and decided to step up. which is how you and sucrose ended up in the cave, alone. one small request from his little sister and albedo was on it. she had requested him to get her some flowers so she could make flower crowns and big brother was on the job.
when he came back, he didn't expect to find two girls blushing madly at eachother, the green haired one having a small lipstick stain on her pale forehead and the other having a full blown red face. they both noticed the man's appearance and got straight back to work, however albedo decided to leave you two alone more often. 9/10, slightly odd about it but overall a solid guy.
Kazuha
kazuha knew from the moment he saw your interactions with the adeptus. the way your eyes shined in her direction. the way you both subtly locked fingers together and quickly let go in crowded areas. he had only known you for about a week, and he had already caught on. he didn't have much of a time to develop a crush on you, but he did consider trying to court you before meeting ganyu, which is when he realised he stood no chance. poor boy 💀
kazuha backed off, and even though he sails around he still loves writing to you and keeping tabs on you. whenever he visits he loves seeing you at the harbour, waiting with your loving partner in disguise of a best friend. he ended up writing a poem, inspired by your love. a poem based on two souls intertwined despite the objection of the rest of the world.
when he first casually brought it up to you, you panicked internally. what would he think of you? as your mind raced, kazuha gently pat your shoulder and brought you into a soft embrace. claiming that he cares about your happiness over the person you choose to spend your life with. and that he'll always be your friend to confide in.
after that, you and ganyu were more open about your relationship. you held hands and giggled when he was around, and kazuha loved having you two love birds around. lots more inspiration for poems! oh and of course your radiating happiness around eachother is very contagious <3
Ayato
ayato is a polished and polite man, who takes his role as the head of the kamisato clan above all else (expect his beloved sister), and for those reasons is how you ended up here, betrothed to the man. he was eye candy for all the women in inazuma, any mother would marry their whipped daughter off to him in seconds, however you had no interest in him. as the days passed, ayato noticed your fsvouritism towards his sister. you would braid flowers into her hair and make Sakura mochi together. you two would nap together and discuss everything and anything, the complete opposite with him, especially in public. when around him, you acted like the daughter of a high up business in your country, you carried yourself with grace and imperfections, as if you were a porcelain doll. when around ayaka however, your true colours shined through the barrier you created. you acted as the kamisatos heads future wife around ayato, and acted as a loving girlfriend with his sister, and ayato was more then okay with that.
he discussed it with you and you both eventually decided to break off the engagement, shocking the nation. however all was well with your parents when you discussed marriage with kamisato ayaka instead, which she bashfully agreed too.
these days, he loves witnessing you two giggling and braiding eachothers hair amongst the soft grass. he loves seeing his sister be happier then he could have ever been with you. and he couldn't be happier to see the way you shine under the sun as you kiss your future wife. ayato was very happy to have you two in his life.
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sugary-seb · 2 days ago
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Magical (Stucky)
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Warning(s); DDLG relationship,Polyamory,fluff,fluff, and more fluff
Pairing(s); Daddy! Steve Rogers X little! Fem reader X Daddy! Bucky Barnes
Summary; this right here
A/n; okay I’ve never found anything or will write anything cuter then this probably.
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You were sat snuggled up to Steve, your legs wrapped around his waist as you cling to his side. Bucky was asleep next to you both on the couch, it was supposed to be nap time but you couldn’t sleep so Steve turned on Rapunzel for you. You sucked against the silicone paci in your mouth contently watching it.
It came to the part where she shows Flynn her magical hair and heals his hand. You squealed a bit because it was your favorite part. Steve smiled and looked down at you.
“You know, daddy has magical hair too, right?” You looked up at him wide eyed “yeah, I mean look it’s so long, why does he keep it like that?” You shrugged “because it has magical abilities!” You looked over at you daddy that was asleep. “Yep, whenever you touch it you’re filled with a happy feeling right?” You nodded “that’s because it’s magic” you gasped dropping your paci onto the couch.
“You can’t tell daddy I told you though! He’ll have to cut it off if you do” you nodded before crawling your way into bucky’s lap startling him awake.
“Hi princess, what’re you doing?” You raked your fingers through his hair a grin finding its place on you mouth. “I like daddy’s hair” Bucky chuckled his arms wrapping around your waist and tugging you to his chest. “You, little one, are supposed to be asleep” he glanced at Steve who pretended to be asleep.
“I no sleep” you said and Bucky checked his watch, nap time was over in 15 minutes. He was sure he could get you to sleep for a few minutes. He pulled the blanket off of Steve and wrapped it around you popping your paci back into your mouth. Bucky turned down the tv and rocked you back & forth softly patting your back.
Within moments you were sunk down in his chest eyes shut, asleep. Bucky could always get you to sleep easily, which none of his friends seemed to believe because of his ‘I hate everyone’ demeanor.
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Over the next few days you clung to Bucky more then Steve which is abnormal, you always clung to Steve more he was a softer daddy then Bucky. Bucky would’ve just assumed you wanted him if it wasn’t for you constantly touching his hair. Braiding it,playing with it, chewing it,all of it. What had you so infatuated with his hair? He’d ask and you would just shrug or say it’s pretty.
You followed Bucky into his study soft thudding following the bigger thuds of his boots. “Daddyyyy” you called out as Bucky sat down on a couch. You were in his lap in a matter of seconds reaching for his hair he stopped you.
“Why’re so infatuated with my hair baby?” He asked and you shrugged squirming under his hold. “Tell daddy why, I know there’s a reason” Bucky said and you shook your head “can’t!” You whined. Bucky was right. There was a reason. “Would you tell daddy if he gave you a lolipop?” He asked and you nodded.
Bucky sighed and lifted the two of you up shifting you to his left hip as he walked into the kitchen grabbing a lolipop. “You promise to tell daddy” you nodded and he handed it to you. You unwrapped it and placed it in your mouth smiling. “Okay, why’s daddy’s hair so important” “it’s magical daddy” he chuckled sitting you on the kitchen island.
“What? No it’s not who told you that?” You smiled “so you don’t have to cut it off?” You asked and Bucky smiled “no baby, nobody is cutting anything off” you sighed happily. “Who told you all this?” Bucky asked and you smiled “dada did, the other day during nap time” you weren’t good a keeping secrets, awful at it.
“Mhm, he did did he?” Bucky chuckled “I think daddy deserves a little punishment” you nodded “you wanna help daddy?” “Yes!!” You said smiling.
Steve was upstairs making up his and bucky’s bed when a loud crash sounded. “What the heck?” He walked downstairs to see you on the floor with pots and pans around you. “Princess!” He rushed over to you and he gasped seeing blood on you hand.
Bucky finally came in “baby! What were you doing?” You whined “I wanted to help” you said and Steve sighed “baby you’re hurt” you shrugged “it’s okay daddy can fix it” Bucky chuckled “what?” “You fix it, with your hair”
Steve groaned this really did come back to bite him in the butt. “Honey no, let dada fix it” you shifted away from him. “But you said daddy had magical hair!” You defend and Steve glanced over at Bucky who was breaking, he was holding back a smile.
“Oh god, I can’t do it” Bucky burst into laughter and you smiled “what is going on?” Steve asked and Bucky grabbed a napkin wiping the fake blood from your hand. “It was just a joke, I knocked over the pans. She’s not hurt” Steve stood up and crossed his arms glaring at the pair of you.
“Hey, you deserved it! You told her I have magical hair? Seriously punk.” Bucky lifted you up as you smiled at dada. “You told him?” “He gave me a lollipop” you defended “you sold me out for candy” you nodded “don’t feel bad she would’ve sold me out for it too” steve laughed knowing it was true.
“I still like daddy’s hair” you said and Bucky smiled kissing your forehead. “Thank you baby, and no I’m not cutting it off” he said giving Steve a look. “Yay!” You cheer reaching up to play with the ends of it. “One of these days you’re gonna cause something like this to happened you know” Bucky said and Steve smiled. “Yeah, probably”.
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syzzislost · 2 months ago
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PLAN B !
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brother’s best friend!eren gives you an alternative plan for your evening.
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— NSFW SMUT ! virgin fem! reader pretty vanilla for the most part ; pet names (pretty girl, princess, baby, pretty) groping, fingering, head—fem! & male! receiving, praise, missionary, unprotected sex, creampie.
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not proofread, expect gramatical and spelling mistakes. lowercase intended!
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now playing: don’t - bryson tiller
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— eren has always been kind of protective over you. he grew up with you, and quickly figured out you were that you were too sweet for this world. it was natural that your beloved older brother’s best friend was who you had a crush on, too.
it was innocent at first; few blushes here, a subtle compliment there, all around mindless flirting. he thought it was so cute the way you’d hide your face if he ever complimented you. and then slowly, as you got older, it escalated to not-so-innocent flirting. he’d purposely stare at your chest while you spoke, saying “i’m sorry, what were you saying? i got distracted” when you’d wave your arm in his face to get his attention again, or snarky ass comments like “what’re you gonna do about it, pretty?” after you got mad at him.
eren just knew you so well, it was in his nature at this point. he knew just about everything about you, probably more than you knew about yourself. it was his job to be annoying, but to also be the person you’d go to if you needed help.
though, when he said “if you need any help, text me”, this isn’t what he meant.
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Y/N: eren, i need help.
EREN: what’s up, pretty?
Y/N: can you come over? i need to show you
EREN: yeah, gimme like 10 minutes
Y/N: okie thank you <3
EREN: anytime
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so when he got there and you pointed him to the direction of your room, and he saw two pairs of lingerie on your bed, and oh man, when you said “which one should i wear? i’m going to meet someone”, something in him went off.
“you know, when i said you could text me if you needed anything, i meant like if it was a live or die situation, right?”
you pouted. “i know what you meant, but technically this falls under the category!”
“how so, huh?”
“because i…” you mumbled through the rest of your sentence.
“speak up, shorty.” eren looked at you, green eyes piercing your skin. you sighed.
“because…i’m a virgin. and tonight is the first time i get to experience something new. i just…want it to be special.”
“so you’re asking me what lingerie to wear?” he looked so confused, yet somehow managed to make you feel like your reasoning wasn’t solid.
“i mean, you’re a guy, i figured you’d have an opinion on what looks good and what doesn’t.”
“okay first of all, you don’t need to do anything special to impress a guy. chances are he just wants to hit and leave, so taking off lingerie is gonna be too much of a hassle. second, you’re a virgin?”
“well yeah.”
“i could’ve helped you with that part.” eren let his mouth go before his brain could process what he said.
“w-what?”
“i mean, do you know this guy?”
“yeah…”
“don’t lie to me.”
“damn okay i don’t. i just want to get it over with! all of my friends already lost their virginities and i’m literally the only person who hasn’t!”
“so you want to give it to a random guy?”
“well when you say it like that it makes it sound dumb.”
“because it is y/n. look, either you go to this guy and fuck someone you don’t know, or go with plan B.”
“what’s plan B?”
“let me fuck you instead.”
you froze. was he being serious? you can’t fuck your brother’s best friend, let alone lose your virginity to him!
“and why would i do that?”
“because i actually know you, and how to please a girl. there’s no guarantee that guy knows what he’s doing, but i do.”
eren stepped closer to you, grabbing your chin and running his slender thumb down your lip.
“whatdya say pretty girl, wanna let me fuck you?”
you looked up at eren with bright eyes, he swore up and down that was the cutest thing you could ever do.
“i-i mean, yes, but i don’t know what i’m doing.”
“that’s why i’m here. i’ll make you feel good, trust.”
you nodded as eren leaned in to kiss you. you’d kissed people before, sure. but this one, this felt different. maybe it was the way he combed his fingers through your hair, or how his tongue licked your lip for access to yours. or even how his hands somehow travelled to your waist and picked you up from under your thighs. no, it was definitely the way he tasted like mint, and how he would make small mmph’s and exhale audibly every time he needed air. it was all so much to take in.
your fingers started wandering as well, making their way to his hair, allowing eren to let out the most arousing noise you’ve ever heard. if you weren’t already soaked, you definitely are now.
you felt eren start to move towards your bed, supporting your weight on his hips with one hand while he threw the lingerie aside with the other. he then placed you on the soft surface, looming over you, his body in between your legs, as your lips continued to mindlessly move together. you felt his silver chain against your hot skin, his hands trailing up and down your waist, his tongue fighting you for dominance, the way his hips lightly grind into yours. you loved everything about it.
“‘m wanna go down on you. can i, pretty girl?” eren spoke in between kisses. his voice was quiet and deep, contrasting perfectly with your high pitched squeals and whimpers. his slender fingers made their way to the hem of your shorts, ghosting over your skin on his way there.
“yes, fuck, please” was all you managed to get out. your mind felt hazy, maybe it was the lack of oxygen, maybe it was the way his breath fanned over your core. we’ll never know for sure.
“have you been..?” he questioned, looking up from his position between your thighs.
“n-no.” you turned your head to the side, feeling eren’s gaze on you.
“okay. i’ll start slow, alright? make you feel good.”
and that he did. eren kissed on your thighs, purposely teasing you. as you squirmed underneath his touch, the thought of his tongue on your core drove you insane with anticipation. finally, he tugged on your shorts, signaling you to pull them down, and stepped back when you were left with your panties on.
“have i ever told you how fucking pretty you are?”
“maybe a few times, but i thought you were joking.”
“is it obvious now that ‘m not joking, y/n?” eren looked at you with desire. he wanted to know what you’d say next. he meant what he said, you’re stunning to him. you’ve always been.
“i guess it’s pretty obvious now.”
“good, cause you’re really fucking pretty. c’mere.”
eren pulled you by your hips closer to him on the edge of the bed. he bent down and pulled your panties off of you. you heard him groan slightly, his breath fanning on your pussy.
“so beautiful, y/n.” he mumbled, right before-
“h-holy shit!”
you swore you had the wind knocked out of you. his tongue felt amazing. the way he’d lick long and then suck on your pretty little bundle on nerves, and when he added a finger, then two?! you saw stars.
“you’re so wet, baby. so sweet.”
you had never felt this much pleasure in your life! it was too much, so when you tried closing your legs, the boy in between them forced them back open, pinning your legs to the bed.
“open.”
all you could do was moan in response, too weak to say anything else.
eren continued lapping at your cunt, finger-fucking you into oblivion. you felt a knot in your stomach form, threatening to break any minute now.
“eren! ‘m gonna..’m so close!” your moans filled your bedroom, the pleasure too good for you to worry about how you sounded.
“you’re gonna what? tell me, use your words, pretty girl.”
“i’m gonna—fuck!—‘m gonna cum!”
“go ahead, cum for me.” eren’s hands made their way up to your shirt, lifting it slightly to gain access to your tits. he squeezed and caressed them, not forgetting to pinch your nipples.
although it was all so friggen good, what sent you over the edge is when he hollowed out his cheeks while sucking on your clit. you let out a loud, drawn-out moan, voice breaking at the end. your back arched off the bed as eren continued to lap up your juices, stopping shortly after the overstimulation started to kick in.
“you did so good, baby.” eren cooed, pushing the hair out of your face. he pulled off your shirt and kissed the valley between your breasts, his hands groping your pretty tits.
“do you still wanna go all the way?” eren asked, detaching himself from you. he was already happy he made you felt good, but part of him hoped and prayed that you’d say yes because the raging cock in his pants was begging for attention.
“yes, you have to feel good too, ‘ren.” you said hazily. your eyes were barely open, the post-orgasmic sleepiness kicking in. eren smirked.
“good. do ya think you could suck me off, pretty girl?” eren lowered his sweatpants to where you could see the print in his boxers. your eyes widened as you look at him.
“w-will it even fit?”
“i’ll make it fit, don’t worry.”
you sat up and got on your hands and knees, eren standing in front of you. slowly, you peeled his boxers off, palming his erection as you went. finally, his tan length bounced free, blushed tip angry and leaking with pre.
you took his length into your hand, feeling his shudder against your touch, and as you placed a few kisses on him, you heard him mutter a small “fuck”. you could tell he was getting impatient, so why keep him waiting?
you started slow, only taking an inch or two into your mouth, swirling your tongue along him. you felt eren’s hands make their way to your head, and suddenly his entire cock was shoved down your throat.
“i hope you don’t mind princess—ahh—but i’m gonna fuck your face for a lil’ bit, hmm?” eren said lightly, his moans soft and loud. his hips collided with your face as you opened your throat for more access. at this point, you were gagging pretty harshly, and there were tears streaming down your face. your throat was definitely going to be sore, but holy shit did it feel good knowing he was moaning because of you.
eren’s hips began to stutter, his pace becoming inconsistent. he pulled away from your mouth with a whine.
“i don’t wanna cum yet, but thank you for warming me up, pretty.”
you nod and smile. that was the cutest thing you could’ve done in that moment and boy was eren happy you did it.
“can you lay down for me?”
you obliged, laying down on your back as eren spread your legs once again. he towered over you, lean body and prominent muscles looking delicious in the dim lighting of your bedroom.
eren lined himself up with your entrance, pressing lightly against your pussy.
“eren, is it gonna hurt?”
“maybe a little at first princess, but i’ll be right here. let me know if you want to stop, kay?”
you nod, reaching out for his hand. he took your hand, interlocking your fingers and pressing them against the bed. eren leaned down to kiss your lips, lovingly and sweet.
“you ready?”
“y-yeah.”
was this actually happening? were you about to lose your virginity? to your brother’s best friend? you never imagined he thought of you like this. it made you feel special, that your first time had some meaning to it.
eren pushed slightly into your pussy. you winced a little, the stretch was painful.
“shhh, it’s okay.” eren whispered into your ear, pressing light kisses below your ear and around your neck.
he continued pressing in, the stretch almost too much to bear.
“eren, it hurts!” you yelped, arching your back off the bed.
“i’m almost in, pretty girl. do you want me to stop?”
“..no. can you just…do it faster?”
eren chuckled. “you sure?”
“yes, just get it over with!”
“mkay.”
eren thrusted his hips against yours, finally bottoming out in your cunt. you moaned loudly, trying to adjust to his length as quickly as possible.
“you’re so tight—ahh.”
he waited for you to adjust, your walls hugging him tightly. he kissed your lips once more, whispering “good job, pretty girl” and “i’m so proud of you.” once you were acclimated to the new feeling, your tapped eren’s hand and he started moving slowly.
your moans and embarrassingly loud cunt’s squelches quickly filled the room. you never felt so full in your life! you felt each and every part of his cock brush against your walls, the large tip kissing your cervix easily.
“‘ren—faster please” you managed to say, moaning your way through the request. with a grunt, the boy started moving faster, steadily increasing his pace.
it didn’t take long for the familiar feeling of the knot in your stomach to reappear. eren could tell you were close, too. the way your virgin pussy hugged and pulsated around his cock so nicely, he wasn’t gonna last long.
your moans became increasingly higher, eren adding a few moans here and there to the symphony. he just felt so good. the pain was long gone at this point, pleasure overloading your senses.
“‘m gonna cum!”
“me too, princess.”
eren sped up somehow, his hips at a inhumane pace. his mouth latched on to one of your breasts while a hand reached down to circle your clit.
with a few more thrusts into your pussy, you came, and you came hard. so hard that eren was almost forced out of your soaking wet cunt. he detached from your breast to whine, speeding up even more. the fingers on your clit sped up as well as eren’s head loomed on your chest, his bun falling down to tickle your chin.
he grunted into your chest, mumbling sweet nothing as his hips stuttered and his thrusts became inconsistent.
“cum— where do i cum, pretty?”
“inside—cum inside me.”
“i-inside? fuuuck!”
eren’s cum shot deep in your pussy, warm and in spurts. he continued to fuck his cum into you at a much slower pace. his fingers on your clit moved to a fist on each side of your head as your own made it up to his hair.
“you did so good, baby.” eren mumbled as he kissed you lazily. “let’s get you cleaned up.”
eren pulled out, not without you whining at the loss of his cock, and went to get a warm wash cloth. as he cleaned your body, he couldn’t help but wonder why you agreed to letting him do something so vulgar to you. his best friend’s innocent little sister.
he laid down next to you, pulling your back close to his chest.
“t-thank you eren. i don’t think i would’ve been able to enjoy it the way i did with someone else.”
“‘m just glad you let me.”
should you tell him? that you’ve always liked him? that you wished it was gonna be him to love you for the first time?
“eren.”
“hmm?”
here goes nothing.
“i know that this is probably not the best time, but i really like you. i always have.”
silence swelled the room as you worried he didn’t feel the same. what if you were just another casual hookup? or if he only saw you as your brother’s little sister?
“y/n.”
“yes?”
“i love you. i always have.”
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THANK YOU FOR READING MY DARLINGS! sorry about the cheesy ending, i couldn’t resist :’) i’m a sucker for eren omg. anyway, i hope you enjoyed! comments and reblogs are encouraged and appreciated! have a lovely day/night and stay positive my loves! mwah <3
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magicalencanto · 5 months ago
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⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Camilo's s/o having powers like Pepa ❞
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✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Reader who can control the weather
✎ ⁞ requested by @nelefibata
✎ ⁞ date: 27.12.2021
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You were already dating Camilo for two years. You both were very close, because you were the same age and basically knew each other your whole life.
At this point, you've officially met his family, both as a Camilo's friend and girlfriend. Fortunately for you, they immediately accepted you as on of their own.
The same had happened with your family. Your parents knew that Camilo was one for you and already gave him their blessings.
So, you could tell that you both were living your dream life, where your love grew stronger everyday.
Although all Madrigal's were really happy to have you, Pepa still outshined them with her vivid rainbows and bright sun, that suddenly appeared whenever her wide eyes had found you. It could be even just a glance but that was enough for her to grow all happy.
Because in her eyes, you were already like her daughter. You were just so cute and polite, that she had often wondered how her son had managed to get someone like you. But anyway she was happy for you two.
One day, Pepa woke up with fierce determination to hand out with her future daughter. After she had a beautiful dream about your and Camilo's wedding, she was sure it was a sign for her. A sign to start working to make this dream a reality.
This day the sun shined especially brightly and no cloud could be seen in the sky. It meant that Pepa was in a truly happy mood. A rare sight to see.
Madrigal's, although very happy, were also very curious. During breakfast, everyone asked Pepa what got her in such a good mood. When asked, she chirped happily that it was nothing, and continue to eat. Everyone deadpanned, seeing a rainbow appearing above her head but decided not to investigate further.
But her eldest son, Camilo, eyed his mother auspiciously. He knew his mother was planning something and his gut was telling him that it involved him. Don't get me wrong, he loved his mother to death, but he knew that he and his mother shared this... sneakiness. And he got a bad feeling about what she was planning.
And unknowingly to him, his gut was right.
After breakfast, without another word, Pepa rushed out of the Casita, on a mission to find you. It didn't take her too long to find you, because you were just peacefully minding your business and being in the middle of the walk.
When her eyes found you, a rainbow appeared over her head and she practically sprinted to you, smiling widely.
You just blinked and Pepa suddenly appeared before you, making you flinch a little, because you had no idea where did she came from.
❝ Hello, mi hija! Let's spend some time together! ❞ Pepa exclaimed, before dragging you to her favorite spot, which was a small meadow before crops. You, still confused, only watched the hyper happy women before with confusion clearly written on you face.
You were used to Pepa calling you her daughter and after a few first times, where your face turned into a bright red tomato, you just started to accept it. Camilo also didn't mind that. In fact he often teased you about already being a Madrigal.
But anyway! You and Pepa found yourself sitting in that meadow, talking about anything and everything. It was fun and you had to admit, that you were enjoying yourself.
And just when everything was going smoothly...the shit went down.
Some children were playing nearby and throwing mud at themselves. *sigh* One of those children, already fully covered in mud, took a big scoop of it, and threw it with all his might before him. Unfortunately for him, some mud got in his eye, and he couldn't see where he was aiming. *Another sigh* And, my dear readers, guess who the mud had hit?
❝ Ack-! ❞ Pepa gasped, feeling something cold hit her back. Both yours and her eyes widened, as you both tried to comprehend what had just happened.
You covered your mouth, seeing Pepa slowly turn around, revealing mud sliding down her beautiful orange dress.
Pepa felt anger bubbling inside her, as the very familiar cloud appeared over her head. The cloud turned dark and rain started pour down on her. Her dress...your meeting...was destroyed...
❝ Pepa, are you alright-? Ack-! ❞
A small lightning accidentally struck you, sending a electrical shock through your body. But unlike you had expected, it didn't hurt. In fact, you felt something new unlock inside of you.
Pepa gasped loudly, horrified. She just struck her daughter! She will leave her, and then break up with her son and there won't be any wedding or grandkids or-
❝ Mami, breath! ❞ Pepa heard your soothing voice, and felt your smaller hands softly grasping her own. ❝ Breath in, breath out. ❞
A small hurricane that started to appear around her, disappeared as she followed your instructions, taking deep breaths. After a few more minutes of calming down, a cloud above her head also disappeared and the sunny weather came back.
With one last breath, Pepa opened her eyes and looked down at you. Your hair was standing up because of the statics and you eyes were full of worry for her.
❝ Oh my...! I'm so sorry, mi hija! I didn't mean to hurt you! Are you alright? Do we need to go to mi Hermana? ❞ Pepa gasped softly, putting her hands on your shoulders and looking up and down at you, checking if you're hurt anywhere.
❝ No, no. I'm alright! Thank you... ❞ You assured her softly, feeling more than alright.
Pepa sighed in relief but then a rainbow appeared over her head again, as she recalled what you had said earlier.
❝ You called me mami! ❞
And for the rest of the day, the same rainbow reminded above her head.
But that wasn't the end. O no, no.
The trouble started later that day, when you were with Camilo on a date. You went outside Casita to stargaze and you both had a good time. Your date went perfectly well...until you had accidentally hit your toe on a rock.
❝ Ack-! ❞ You gasped painfully, holding your leg and hissing in pain. Camilo send you a worried look and dived to help you.
But then, he had noticed a shadow looming over both of you and slowly looked up...only to discover a very familiar cloud above you. Camilo gasped dramatically, and pointed at it, making you look up and also gasped.
❝ Are you kidding me? ❞ You deadpanned, already knowing what was wrong with you.
❝ Can I call you a sunshine now? ❞ Camilo teased, quickly coming to terms with the fact that now you were sharing gift with his mom.
You deadpanned again, and struck him with your own lightning.
The same night, his family found out about your "gift" and now, you could officially say that you're a Madrigal now! No 'if's and 'but's. You're a (name) Madrigal!
Alma, suprisingly, was happy to find out that her daughter gift was lend to you. She had already accepted you in her family and now you could help around the town, by controlling the weather.
Pepa, although shocked to the core, was more than happy to share something with you. Of course, she grew worried when she had found out about the whole ordeal, and asked you a numerous of times if you were alright. She also apologized for causing it but you said that it didn't matter and you were more than okay.
Camilo, love of your life, fell even deeper in love with you. He had always admired his mother and her gift, so now he felt happy that it was 'passed' down to you.
The rest of the family was also happy buut...they knew that they had to be prepared for more wether changes.
After that day, Pepa and you became even closer. She helped you by teaching you about her gift and how to avoid certain... situations.
You both took turns when controlling the weather. When Pepa was feeling down, you took her to her room, where she could let it all out and you cleared the cloudy sky she left behind, bringing back the sunshine and clear skies. It worked both ways.
Since you weren't as emotional as Pepa, you had more control over your gift. But don't get me wrong, when you felt something, you were force to be feared.
Once, something had angered you so much, that even Pepa's door couldn't fully conceal your anger. That day the raging strom in Encanto was so violent that no one dared to step the foot outside their house.
❝ Maybe you should go and try to calm her down? ❞ Nervously aske Mirabel, while sitting with the whole family and eating dinner in their Casita. Everyone were feeling nervous, because lightnings were hitting the ground every few minutes, making everyone flinch at the loud crack. Poor Dolores had to wear ear plugs and ear mufflers not to go deaf.
❝ And die? No thank you. ❞ Answered Camilo, while taking a bite out of his food.
Pepa was strangely calm about this whole situation, but inside she felt extremely worried for you. She didn't know what had made you so angry but you needed to calm down, at least a little. Because at this rate, everyone in Encanto wouldn't be able to sleep.
Without another word, Pepa stood up and went to her son. Taking him by his ear, Pepa began to drag him towards her room, ignoring his protests.
Before Camilo could say another word, he was shoved inside his mom's room and the door shut behind him.
Camilo gulped while seeing the violent storm raging inside. He loved you to the moon and back and even tried to comfort you this morning. But when he saw your scary glare, he chose his life.
That day he discovered the difference between his mother and you. While Pepa was emotional woman and found a ways to let her emotions out regularly, you bottled it all inside until you bursted. And when you did, everyone should ran for their life's. Especially now that you shared your gift with his mother.
❝ Camilo? ❞ The said boy heard you, and saw you looking at him. The storm around lessen a little, and lightnings weren't as violent as before.
Taking a deep breath, Camilo send you a soft smile.
❝ Hello sunshine...what made you so upset?❞
Your expression softened and you feel your anger slowly disappearing, before being replaced by sadness. A stormy clouds were replaced by lighter ones, from which a soft rain started to fall down, just when a tear run down you cheek.
This time Camilo didn't hesitated to run to you and pull you into a comforting hug, letting you cry it all out in his shoulder. He wasn't bothered by the rain. All he cared about was you.
❝ Let it all out, mi vida. Breath in, breath out..❞
Meanwhile the whole Encanto sighed in relief, seeing the skies clearing up and the usual sum appearing from behind the clouds again. Madrigal's too, calmed down and Dolores could finally unlock her sensitive ears.
Pepa smiled softly, while looking outside. She knew what she was doing, because the only person who had always managed to calm her down, was no one other than her beloved husband, Felix. And in your case, it was Camilo.
❝ Ah, the wedding will be beautiful... ❞ Sighed dreamily Pepa, now being more than sure that her dream would someday become a reality.
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heeseung-sub · 3 hours ago
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Dom Idol Sunghoon × Fem reader. smut
Jealous sex, pussy eating, 469 words. call the reader "Doll"
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Sunghoon raised one hand to the armrest, his gaze fixed on your eyes. your eyes fluttered shut when sung hoon cupped your sex, rubbing it teasingly
You're only wearing a panty and you can't believe Sunghoon will be aggressive like this but you can't help but respond to his touch and kisses. The soft material of the panties was wet there is no denying how much sunghoon affected you.
You arched against him, moaning into his kiss drugged with the sensations you'd never imagined before. you opened your eyes again and a violent sigh crawled down to your throat as sunghoon ripped off your panties and rubbed his fingers over your slippery slit It sent waves of pleasure
"Ah," a choked low moan reached your throat. Sunghoon pushed his finger into your femininity, making you cling fast to his arm as you bite your lower lip and stare into his eyes.
His lips went down your throat until his lips reached your chest and sucked your nipple causing you to moan his name.
As his tongue, teeth, and lips played wonderfully with your breast, Sunghoon finger continued to caress your dripping wet femininity.
"I wanna taste your cum. Come in my mouth doll " he does not ask for your permission he commands it.
he leaned down as his gaze still held on you, and he covered your sex with his warm mouth, pressing his tongue to your aching core Sunghoon started sucking your clit his tongue poked the sensitive grain of your femininity, squeezing and sucking afterwards.
Sunghoon plunged his tongue into your contracting core, his mouth covering your flesh as his tongue assailed it. Sunghoon stopped sucking your sensitive bud and continued fingering you, claiming your lips as his finger touched your femininity. A ragged moan escaped your throat as the pleasure slammed into your senses.
He slapped your thighs "Spread your legs more." even his voice turns you on
Sunghoon's voice sent shivers down your spine as he hummed while fucking you with his tongue. Every thrust of his tongue in your womanhood drew you closer to the point of cumming in his mouth. Sunghoon's hand massaged your entire body, including both of your breasts.
Sunghoon's tongue gives you pleasure so much too much. He stood up and began unbuckling his belt
Your eyes were drawn to his big member. Sunghoon drew himself closer to you as his thick, ropey veins cock throbbed
He yanked your hair and made you stare into his eyes, your eyes watering not because you were hurt, but because you desperately wanted to cum
"Oh now, you're crying" he wiped your tears
"Now lay down and open your legs, I'll fuck you hard so you can't walk and laugh at Jake's joke" he smirked as he tapped his cock to your lips.
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heyitsdoe · 2 days ago
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Hi!!
May I ask for scenario or headcanons about body worship with Hawkins and fem reader, please? If it's ok, of cource :0
Thank you! And have a nice day c:
Ohhh, a delightful request! Thank you for sending one in and please enjoy~!
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Soft was Hawkins' gaze as you undressed, one piece of clothing dropped to the floor at a time. Soft was the embrace his arms held you in. Soft was the bed you fell into, the comforter a sort of cocoon as he was not a moment behind, his lips pressed to yours in a thoughtful, patient kiss.
You couldn't remember the last time you'd gotten this sort of moment with him. Wano had been so turbulent lately--unpredictable and dangerous--so this time of lazy exploration, of meandering love was a rare treasure. One you cherished as much as you could in the time you had.
Thoughtfully, slowly, his long and slender fingers trail paths of fire along your bare skin. The hands that so carefully handle the many possibilities of his futures now wandering with purpose down the valley of your breasts, and further still down to your stomach. His eyes glance up at you when you suck in a quiet breath, feeling a mixture of sensitivity and delight that he was paying attention to such a place.
"Don't be shy, lovely Y/N..." He mutters, hands never pausing as they glide along your skin. "You are nothing short of beautiful in my eyes."
You allow him to continue, telling yourself to stay in place lest he stop his exploration. The intimate mood that had settled between you, the slow simmer up to something more, was just to your liking and it wasn't often you got to indulge in something sweet with him.
"It's just...a reflex." You say with a tiny shrug of your shoulders, flashing a little smile to show that you weren't uncomfortable.
"Hmm." He ponders your words, eyes lowering back down to savor the sight of your nakedness. As if he were admiring art or a beautiful view. Moments later, he lowered himself down until his lips joined his fingers. "I hope that such a reflex will lessen as you come to realize how in awe I am of you."
Soft, adoring words from a man you loved in return. You reach up to caress his cheek, silent as you thought of something to say. But he continued his thought before you were able.
"Perhaps a demonstration will help..." He mused.
You gasp, feeling his lips and tongue follow behind the gentle circles he swirls against your hip. Insistent, focused, and yet still soft against your body. Hawkins seemed to know the precise pressure and speed that you wanted, in that moment. Could he read your mind? You began to wonder...
But your thoughts quickly veered right back to simple pleasure the further his attentions spanned, up your middle to the valley of your breasts and then around to one shoulder, where he placed delicate kisses to your skin. Delightful, the way he treated every part of you.
Without words, his mouth lingered along your skin in tender kisses, his tongue peeking out to have a taste whenever he felt the need, hands free to feel and massage you just as you liked. You melted under his touch, contented and yet slowly being wound up from the attention.
"Hawkins..." You mutter, unsure if you wanted to even say. But it felt right to call out his name, somehow, eyes fluttering closed as his mouth trailed down your thigh.
"If only you could see," he murmured distractedly, never stopping his ministration, "what I see when I look at you."
You can't help the stuttering breath that leaves your mouth, quivering against him as he continues downwards.
"Marvelous." He ponders aloud, kissing and caressing his way all the way down your leg, then back up to your hip. "Stunning." Up along the top of one breast, causing you to bite your lip and hold back a moan, before veering around to your shoulder. "Absolutely divine."
Your toes curl against the simmering build to something more, that coil in your core desperate for something more and yet sated by his unending touch. You needed more, craved it, but felt no desire to rush the pace he'd chosen. Not when he so throughly worshiped your womanly form like this...
You became little more than a satisfied puddle, happy to lay there and be adored by the man you loved, but the softness only lasted so long before Hawkins' own desire began to take hold. His hands wandered to placed he knew would start you on the path to ecstasy, mouth latching on to your most sensitive areas, earning him surprised mewls of pleasure.
And yet still, he was in no hurry to bring you to climax. Each second stretched into the next the closer you came, body squirming and brimming with your release. The tension in your shoulders built, fingers digging into his shoulders as his lips latched onto a nipple, teeth pinching down in just the right way.
Oh, how easily he could spin you around his finger, coil you tight and have you keening...
"Please..." You begged in between groans, "S-So close..."
His only reply is a groan of his own, up to this point ignoring his own pleasure in favor of lavishing you instead. But Hawkins now wanted nothing more than to feel you cum with such rapture. Oh, the sight...it would be lovely, surely.
With persistence, his mouth and hands work you over, fingers eventually finding their way to your clit, massaging it easily and making your legs shiver. The noises that spill from your lips rise in tone, louder and more debauched. Your nails dig into his skin, holding on to the precipice of euphoria.
It isn't a single moment. Rather, you easily slide into your orgasm, the sensation washing over you with such heat that your eyes roll back, mouth open in a silent moan. Are you breathing? You don't know, body shaking against his mouth and fingers. Your hearing goes funny. If he says something, you couldn't be pressed to recall what it was.
You come down slowly back to earth, the feeling of his soft and almost apologetic kisses against your breast the first thing that comes to mind. Your fingers slowly, shakily, card through his locks of hair.
You want to say so much, but the words die on your tongue. Nothing feels sufficient enough for how you feel, and Hawkins doesn't seem to be in any rush to say anything either. So instead you bask in the afterglow of your orgasm, satisfied and out of breath, formulating how you'd return the favor to your amazing lover.
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twstwonderlandstuff · 3 hours ago
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Interactions for Sebek being a soft yandere for a outgoing fem s/o that really loves to show physical affection? 👀
TW: yandere, lovesickness, implied violence YAN SEBEK!!! MY FAVORITE CROC BOY OH ANON YOU YOU'RE WONDERFUL!
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"A... ah... you're..." His cheeks flare with crimson as he takes a look around him- not that he can, with the way his eyes always seem to always cling onto you.
When your lips find his skin and your fingers to his hips, he can only hope and pray nobody hears the whimper that escapes him, and the several more that come after.
"You're so beautiful, you know, Sebek?" You say with a smile. "I know its odd coming from a girl, but you are the most beautiful person I've ever met."
To emphasize, you pull him in a tight hug, wrapping as much as you can around his bigger figure as if to say 'I love you', and he whines it back, looking absolutely helpless for your affection.
"I love you too." A simple, but sincere statement of his love is what you think of it, but beneath the surface lies a deeper, more twisted meaning.
If only you knew how deep the statement rang true.
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classyrbf · 4 months ago
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Can you do ex husband Gojo or Nanami? I’m loving this
EX HUSBAND NANAMI!
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nanami x fem reader
warnings: 16+, nsfw, sfw, breeding, possessiveness, oral (m and f receiving), light bondage, phone sex, degrading, praise, choking, not proofread
headcanons about ex husband Nanami
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ex husband nanami who likes to buy you your favorite candies and chocolates when you’re having a rough week
ex husband nanami who puts on your favorite cologne that he owns because he knows you’ll like the smell and say something to him
ex husband nanami who comes stumbling through your door if he’s been roughed up by a curse in hopes of your hands to heal him
ex husband nanami who likes to complain about gojo to you because he knows you listen
ex husband nanami who buys you random pastries and breads from the bakery just because he can and always likes to treat you
ex husband nanami who plays drinking games with you even though he doesn’t like to drink that much because he can’t say no to that pretty smile and those pleading eyes
ex husband nanami who still has the key to the shared home you two lived in together and makes you your favorite food before you come home from work
ex husband nanami who sometimes leaves his ties at the house on purpose just as an excuse to stop by and see you
ex husband nanami who still lets you call him “ken” because he likes the way you say it
ex husband nanami who barges in on any conversation you have with a guy because he doesn’t like to see you flirting with anyone else
ex husband nanami who teasingly asks you “when are we getting married again?” even though he’s 100% serious
ex husband nanami who clearly still in love with you, complimenting you, making flirty jokes and even saying “I love you” sometimes because it’s an old habit and he can’t forget it
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ex husband nanami who calls you during the middle of the night because he had a wet dream about you and it ends up leading to phone sex
ex husband nanami who quietly whispers “fuck” under his breath while you’re undressing in front of him
ex husband nanami who loves to sit you on his lap and play with your pussy until you’re a shaking and begging mess, creaming around his fingers while holding onto him tightly
ex husband nanami who loves to leave wet kisses from your neck all the way down to your belly button, leaving occasional hickies on your tits
ex husband nanami who loves when you ride him, your hips rocking back in forth while a handful of your ass is in his grab, spanking and squeezing at the flesh
ex husband nanami who calls you his “pretty whore” while he ties your hands behind his back with his tie, leaving small kisses on your spine
ex husband nanami who he makes sure he stuffs you full of his cum while you’re whimpering in his ear, legs wrapped around his waist as he tells you how much of a good girl you are
ex husband nanami who still says your his pretty little wife and you always will be while he’s pounding into you, sending you to another breathtaking orgasm
ex husband nanami who likes to hold your hands while he’s eating you out, hungrily licking at your clit as he watches you squirm from the pleasure
ex husband nanami who secretly loves to hear you gag on his cock, drooling all over it, trying so hard to make him cum especially when he’s had a stressful day
ex husband nanami who sloppily kisses you after you give him head or he gives you head
ex husband nanami who secretly likes being choked when you ride him, just slam your hips down on his cock while choking him and he’ll cum inside you before you know it
ex husband nanami who offers to give you a back massage but then it just ends up with him fucking you doggy style until you’re moaning his name like it’s the only word you know
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✎CLASSYRBF
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dejwrites · 3 months ago
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♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — toys ! toys ! toys [ ft naoya zenin, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen / afab reader, her/she pronouns, feminine pet names, modern au, non sorcerer au, adult toys, mentions of piercings, degradation kink, mean dom sukuna, dom reader for naoya part, drabble/headcanon format, lower case and small font intended, minors dni ! ]
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naoya zenin.
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — whose despite his loud and obnoxious remarks, he always seems to be the perfect one to tap into your dom side. acting like a complete brat when your attention wasn't on him when you were out in public or it's lousy behavior that caused your eye to twitch in annoyance. but it is even more glorious to tame naoya using toys. his face flushed of its color as the blue-colored cock ring was wrapped around his girth turned on the highest vibration level. drool tumbling out his mouth as your fingers brushed upon his slit, thumb caressing the prince albert piercing he had. his cock looked so beautiful in the cock ring. purposely buying a size down that could barely fit the thick girth of naoya's heavy cock, but it was a pleasant sight of seeing his precum glisten off his piercing and him moaning when your walls haven't even clamped around him yet. you would hum mimicking his pathetic lil moans before crawling on your hands and knees.
"you're going to fuck me with that thing on and if you cum, i'm going to punish you."
toji fushiguro.
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — who isn't afraid to use your pastel pink vibrator wand while the two of you having sex. taking up the majority of the space in between your gapping thighs with his large muscular form. his thick cock bullying his way into your drooling cunt with ease. his hips always moving at a rhythmic pace just to have your toes curling with each thump inside you. the pink vibrator wand in between the both of you. each time your grasp on the wand got loose, toji's hand was quick to place it back onto your clit. his hand overlapping yours to be sure the pastel pink toy stayed on your clit. occasionally he'll even guide it in a circular motion just to have you crying out for him. his dark eyes staring down at your fucked out face as drool trickled out the corner of your mouth and your tears were blurring out your own sight.
"go ahead and cum baby girl. cum all over my cock."
sukuna ryomen.
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — who thinks it's a bit insulting for him to catch you using the small bullet vibrator to get off when he wasn't there. crushing his ego quite harshly when he caught you rubbing the small bullet against your sensitive rosebud. harsh grips upon your limbs and even harsher slaps to your pussy. you're a whithering mess under him as he's holding the tiny bullet vibrator in this hand. a devious grin sprawled out on his tattooed face before he's letting his tongue glid across the vibrator before turning it on. his own saliva coating it effortlessly before he's prying your shivering thighs apart. like a werewolf in heat, eager to finally get a bite of its prey, sukuna pressed the vibrating toy against your clit. the overwhelming sensation of the vibrating plus sukuna's long digits finding their place warming your warms. you knew your orgasm was going to banging at your door in no time.
"i want to know which will make you cum quicker, this pitiful toy or my fingers.....perhaps both."
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