#get your horomone ass back to where it belongs

[nahoyagf]

Heyy bestiee it's me again your boiiii. Can I request for jealous sex with mitsuya 🥺😳

I've been thinking about thus since yesterday babe pls, i just want to have a boyfie like MITSUYAAAA.

When mitsuya is jealous i see him as the kinda of person who'll do everything silently and sexily y'know what i mean boo. Like his eyes will never leave yours while doing you. Tease you so you'll think of him. Give you bites and marks so you'll know who you belongs to.

Okay thats it from my dirty dirty little mind about mitsuya. I swear I'm simp to much over him. No regrets tho 😳

Of course you can ignore this if its not your cup of tea. Thank youuu so much for letting me request again, hope you're not bored anymore 😌 stay healthy my boo

a/n: first of all, i love ur energy bestie<3 second of all, ofc! ngl this is the first smut i’ve written so i hope it’s not trash lol tysm for requesting bae

drunk { mitsuya x reader }

warnings: nsfw, creampie, roughness (ish), fem! reader

it was never supposed to end up this way.

your face squished up against the cool tile of the bathroom wall. two large hands grabbing at the underneath of your thigh as well as the softness of your chest. the sound of skin slapping filled the room but the outside noise of music and talking overweighted it.

this was just meant to be a fun houseparty. hakkai had invited you guys and of course, you accepted. it was pretty unneventful for the first few hours. just dancing and laughter and drinks.

but the mood changed when hakkai had one too many drinks.

“i think i... i think i need to go- outside” he said through hiccups and slurs. you looked at him with concern painted over your features. if you were being honest, he was quite the lightweight and the bet between him and mitsuya to see who could handle the most shots certainly wasn’t helping him.

mitsuya reached for him but you were quicker to your feet.

“i’ll help you, c’mon” you said, your voice soft and sweet. mitsuya, who wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or not, raised an eyebrow at the tone. noticing how your hands petted hakkai’s hair and back. and in his drunken stupor, reached out blindly. hands grabbing at your thighs or face or chest. he was touching you all over, yet you were too worried about him to really make a fuss over it.

“t-thank you.... you’re so nice. too nice for mitsuya.” hakkai giggled, obviously just being a drunken idiot. but the mitsuya the words lit a fire in his belly.

you got hakkai outside, sitting him on the front porch and going back inside to find mitsuya.

“can we take-“

“come with me. i need your help.”

mitsuya grabbed your wrist with a newly found strength and started pulling your through the crowds of people. not bothering to apologize for ramming right through them. you were confused what was so urgent, maybe he spilt something on his shirt and wanted help cleaning it?

he pulled you into the small bathroom, shutting the door but not bothering to lock it.

“what are you-“

you didn’t get a response other than an icy glare that cut you off. the clink of his belt caught your ears. you were about to tell him that you needed to get hakkai home, when he gripped your face. his lips meeting yours with such urgency and desire that is overwhelmed you. mitsuya was normally so delicate with you, like you were fine china.

he lifted you onto the counter, pulling off your panties from under your skirt. he ran his finger along your slit, feeling how wet it was. this only caused him to face you with a glare.

“his little grope sesh made you like this, huh? you like being touched like that? you want that?”

you couldn’t respond from his grip on your face, but you tried to shake your head no. honestly, the alchohol had gotten to you. while it’s a pain in the ass, anytime you get a drink in your system it seems to mess with your horomones the most.

he pulled down his boxers about halfway down his thighs. revealing his thick cock. to be honest, you and mitsuya had only done the deed about twice. if you exclude the few sloppy make outs you’ve had. the girth of it and the slight curve always scared you, plus he never made it really obvious when he wanted to take it farther. a complete contrast from his actions tonight.

he rubbed it up and down your slit, lips moving toward your neck. his breath was hot and smelled like the blue raspberry vodka that he had been drinking earlier. the kisses were soft as first, gentle and graceful just like they normally were. but eventually they began to grow into bites and nibbles, his teeth grazing along your jaw line.

you let out a low whimper. his hand reaching down to your clit. the movements where slow but well thought out and effective, his fingers working wonders on you. he tilted his face up to yours, eyes peering at your expressions as you came apart.

perhaps it was the alchohol or maybe it was his sudden mood, but something made you extra sensitive. every touch had you moaning or letting out little gasps. he smirked at this, smirked at how good he was making you feel.

“please. please...p-put it in.” you whimpered out, his eyes dancing up to yours.

there was no answer, except for the hot press of his lips against yours and then finally, finally he pushed through the rim of your walls. bottoming out in one go. the stretch burned, but in the best way. tears rimmed near your waterline, your hands gripping his shoulders as he brought himself up to full height.

“fuck.” he groaned out, it was quiet but throaty. the slight raspyness in his voice from having to yell over the music. he rested his head between the juncture of your neck and your shoulder. his eyes looked up, being met with his own reflection in the mirror. it was then that he got the reminder of what had set him off earlier, brows furrowing. he remembered your giggles and your caring eyes. the way you touched him and the way you let him touch you.

he snapped his hips back only to pound back into you. each thrust increasing in vigor and power. you slipped your hands from his shoulder to his back. crying out little “slow down” and “stop” here and there but all went unheard by your boyfriend.

he lifted you from the counter, flipping you over and pinning you against the wall. your face pressed so hard into the tile that it hurt, but his mouth began pressing kisses to your neck again that it distracted from the pain. he lifted your thigh and began hitting you at the perfect spot. the spongy bundle of nerves let out burts of white hot pleasure everytime he kissed it with his tip.

“mitsu! i’m gonna- i’m gonna, fuck, cum” you could hardly form a sentence with his pace. the man only groaned out, nearing his end as well.

you felt the coil finally snap, walls clenching and hands scratching into the wall. you let out a cry and felt the pace only pick up as he gave you no time to break.

his breathing was heavier and his mouth kept biting at your soft flesh. the smalls nips of pain keeping you awake. finally, the man behind you let out a low groan that got more high pitched and breathy as his thrusts slowed. finally he stilled, still groaning, and spilt hot ropes of seed into you. giving shallow thrusts every now and then. he breathed out and then pulled himself from inside of you. catching your body as you slumpt to the floor.

he helped you lay down, propping up against the wall. his hands massaged your body slightly, lips letting out small words of praise and affection. his fingers found their way back to your sore hole and pushed the stick cum back inside. he leaned over you, lips meeting your forehead.

“you okay, baby?” his voice was so much softer. caring and full of love.

you could only nod and allow him to help you stand. he wrapped an arm around your waist and you slid your head onto his shoulder.

“let’s take that idiot home.”

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