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nicka-nell · 2 years
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The Atsumu - pregnant reader fic was so sad but also sweet **cry**
Can you do Suna x pregnant reader also a bit angst but with a good end for both of them?
Maybe he jokes about reader because she gains weight and she tells him it's because she's pregnant?
TY!
Aaah I'm glad you liked it! 🥺 And sure let's do that. I think it's only a bit angst... But more the fear because of the readers weight because of the pregnancy. Anyway, I hope you like it. 😇💚
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Pregnancy confession going wrong
Pairing: Suna Rintarou x reader
Genre: a bit angst, fluff
Warning: mention of gaining weight (due to the pregnancy), mention of body shaming, I guess?
Words: 3.067
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“Do ya really think this trend is a good idea? Don’t you think that goes too far?” Osamu asks his friend when Suna shows him a new TikTok video. A rather toxic trend and not funny in Osamu’s eyes. But you probably have to go through some trends and pranks, which Suna then uploads on his TikTok account anyway. You don’t seem to mind these short clips from time to time. 
Osamu had only once seen you a little angry at a trend where Suna had pretended to be flirting with another woman on the phone, and then hung up quickly when he noticed you were coming back into the room. Too bad you had his phone in your hand faster than he could hang up. You couldn’t hear anyone on the other line than Atsumu, who had changed his voice to a higher one. At that time, you were angry with Suna because you never liked such cheating trends and had told him from the beginning that you did not want to get pranked with these topics. This trend will probably not be different, but Suna is old enough… To stop him is not Osamu’s job, even if he is still skeptical about all this. 
“I’m just gonna tease her a little and then clarify everything. There’s nothing wrong with it. I mean, have you looked at the reactions of all the girls? There are some hilarious ones. I think hers will be funny too, but not as exaggerated as the reactions of all the women on the Internet. I mean, she knows that she has a great figure. Maybe she’ll see right through it.” Says Suna, as he takes his cell phone out of Osamu’s hands and looks through the apartment, to find a spot where he can best place the cell phone so that he can film you, without you noticing anything. 
Carefully he places it on your wall shelf, pushes the flower vase filled with fresh flowers slightly in front of it so that the mobile phone is mostly covered, and presses the recording button, knowing exactly that you should come every minute, because you just wanted to get the mail out of the mailbox. 
“Yeah, well, there were some funny girls… But also many where the women have reacted heavily. Don’t ya worry about her getting sad?” Leaning against the wall, Osamu watches his friend, who’s standing in every corner of the room, to see if the camera is really not visible from any point. 
“Nah, as I said, I rather think that she will get upset for a few seconds, will have this sweet pout on her face and then punch me with the sofa cushion and start laughing when I tell her it was all just a prank. Or she sees right through it. So, don’t worry-”
“Today there was no post in the mailbox, only once again advertising.” You call from the hallway into the apartment, hang up your jacket as Suna presses his index finger to his lips. Osamu just nods, has understood that from now on he should probably say nothing. Why is he here again? He wanted to be back home after your cinema visit. Osamu definitely does not want to be drawn into this prank, because it is mean and tactless in his eyes. He hopes so much that you take all this easy and just laugh about it. 
With a big smile, you come into the living room, see the two men as they make themselves comfortable on the couch, and sit down in the armchair next to them. 
“The movie was really not bad, or what do you think?” You say something out of breath, as if you ran the way from the cinema to home. Just as Osamu wants to answer you, Suna cuts off his words, puts his hand on your thigh with a loving smile, before he caresses it and looks into your eyes. 
“Hey babe, can you get Osamu something to drink? A glass of water would be good.” Actually, he could get up himself, but for his plan he has to work ahead and hope that you react exactly as he imagines it.
You still breathe faster than usual when you look at the door into the kitchen, then back to Suna. “Yeah, I’ll do that in a second. Just let me rest, okay? I just need a break.” 
Jackpot. You couldn’t have given him a better answer for his plan. Almost as if you both had scripted the conversation. Suna has to resist a smug grin when he gives a fake sigh and lets himself fall back onto the sofa. 
“Is that your excuse for everything lately? I just need a break? And then you wait until I do it?”
Confused, you look at him. His loving look is blown away. Only two narrow slits look at you, almost pierce you. Osamu also looks at Suna in awe. It almost seems as if he wants to say something, but does not know exactly what. 
“What exactly do you mean, Rin?” You ask him with a strange feeling in your stomach. Something seems different from usual.
“Well, lately you always come to me with the, I just need to rest for a moment, excuse then you forget it and I do it myself. You got kind of lazy... I think, so please don’t get me wrong, but it also looks like you might do something more for your body…” 
Now that he said it, it doesn’t sound quite as funny as in the videos. Actually, it sounds really mean. Maybe he should clarify it directly and not wait until you show your reaction. Inconspicuously, he glances over to his mobile phone before he looks again into your big glassy eyes. Okay, it was really stupid of him. 
“Hey babe w-”
“No, no Rintarou, I get it. I gained weight and I’m lazy lately. Fine, but you know, I really don’t want to talk to you now. So if you’ll excuse me.”
Even before your tears can fall down your cheeks on your lap, you stand up, turn around and run into the bathroom. Yes, okay, you’ve been out of breath more and more recently, have also gained some weight, but that had a very specific reason. But the way Suna just looked at you, derogatory, as if you’re no longer enough for him, as if you’ve become too fat for him and should change that quickly, that has hurt you so much. And then he says something that is tactless in front of Osamu. This is just embarrassing. You’re so uncomfortable with this. The way Suna looked at you... You don’t dare tell him why you put on weight. You are too afraid that he will only look at you disgusted when you will soon gain even more weight. Sniffing, you reach for the toilet paper, wipe away your tears, hear the two men in the living room no more, as you sit on the floor in front of the locked door, legs pulled to your chest. 
“Ah damn it.” Suna curses, who got up and breaks up the video on his camera.
“I told you this was a stupid idea.” Osamu instructs him, gets up and walks towards the bathroom door, followed by Suna. 
“Yeah, I noticed that when I said it… Hey, doll, please open the door. That was just a -” When Suna knocks on the door, your loud words quickly interrupted him. 
“Rintarou, go away! I - Leave me alone! Go! Get out of here!” Repeating yourself, you don’t give him the chance to say another word until it’s quiet. You can’t hear your boyfriend’s voice from the other side.
Suna has stepped away from the door, or rather, Osamu had pushed him away from it, whispering to him he should now be quiet and not talk, when Osamu clears his throat loudly before knocking on the door and pronouncing your name. 
“Osamu? What do you want?” Your voice is much calmer, yet sad and different from usual. 
“Are you all right? So, well, I mean, Suna’s words really have hurt ya. I thought -” 
“Is Rintarou still here?” You interrupt him softly.
Both men look at each other, as Suna shakes his head, wants to tell Osamu that he should lie, tell you that Suna went out of the apartment. He doesn’t have a clear conscience about lying to you, but you probably won’t get out otherwise. Don’t give him the chance to clear up this stupid misunderstanding. 
“No, he left the apartment when ya told him to go out. He wanted to get some fresh air… do you wanna talk? What’s wrong?”
You had just spoken to him, but now you are silent. Was his answer too unconvincing? You probably didn’t buy it from him that Suna left. What should he do to make you talk, he asks himself when he hears your voice again. Hesitant and somehow anxious. 
“He’s really not there anymore?” 
“No, he’s gone now.” 
“Can you promise me to keep what I tell you for yourself?” Again, the two men look at each other. This time Suna has no calm, indifferent expression in his eyes. He seems tense, almost as if he is worried that you want to tell Osamu that something about your relationship is no longer working. Maybe he’s gone too far with all the videos lately. What if you want to break up with him? 
“Yeah, I promise you.” 
“I, I have not become lazy and fat. That, well, that has other reasons why I’m like that right now.”
“That’s.. You’re not lazy and fat. But if you think something is wrong with yer body…would you like to tell what’s wrong?” He answers you tensely, just as tense as Suna, who stands next to the door, listens to your voice and becomes restless. His chest feels heavy, weird, and somehow he’s sick. He really went to fare with it. But why do you believe his words when they clearly were nonsense?
“Promise me, will you?”
“Yeah, as I said, I promise I won’t tell him.” 
“I… I’m pregnant. The gynecologist confirmed my pregnancy two weeks ago… I just don’t know how to tell Rin.” 
These were some huge news. Osamu can’t believe what you just said. His gaze wanders to his friend, who looks with big eyes, open mouth at the door, where your voice came out. Osamu know’s it’s a matter of time when Suna will get a little freak-out. It would just be normal to be happy, sad or whatever.
“Babe, open the door.” Suddenly, Suna’s voice sounds through the locked door. He jumped away from the wall, pushed Osamu from the door and now stands in front of it, his hand on the doorknob, the head on the cold wood. His heart beats incredibly fast and if you don’t open the door right away, he’s sure he’ll kick it open. 
“Rintarou? I thought you were-” 
“Please open the door!” He repeats emphatically, wants you to finally open the door. You’re pregnant? There’s his, your baby in your belly? Why didn’t you tell him before when you’ve known for two weeks? So many questions go through his head, while he still stands in front of a closed door. 
“Go…” 
“No, please open the door. What I said was a dumb, terrible, a really stupid prank I saw on TikTok. I didn’t mean that. So please open the door. What do you mean, you’re pregnant?” 
You hear the fear in Suna’s voice on the other side of the door. Is he afraid you’re serious about the pregnancy? Or did he just notice that he hurt you with his words? And what kind of TikTok trend is he talking about now? Even if that was a trend, he really thought that’s funny?
“If you don’t open the door now, I’ll kick it in. Please talk to me…” 
Still, you are swallowed in your thoughts, have placed your chin between your knees when you feel the door vibrating on your back. Only now do you realize that Suna is pushing all his weight against the door again and again. You hear Osamu how he tries to stop Suna in vain. Slightly shaky on your legs you move away from the door, tell Suna that he should stop and that you will open it. 
As soon as you have spoken your words, the door stops shaking. Suna hears the key turn inside the lock, as the door opens a gap wide before your reddened eyes look up at him. Carefully, and slowly, in order not to accidentally injure you, he shifts the door open before stepping into the bathroom and pulling you away from it to take you in his arms. 
“Sorry about what I said earlier. That was stupid.” He states, put his head on your shoulder and caress your back. With his warm hug, you feel more comfortable. You know that his apology was serious, because actually Suna rarely apologizes. Only if he did something wrong. 
“So is it not true that you find me too fat, too lazy?” You ask to play it safe, even if you already know the answer. Sighing, Suna raises his head, loosens your embrace so that his hands only touch your arms, move up to your shoulders and neck, come to a halt on your cheeks and pull your face slightly up so you look at him. Barely visible, he smiles at you, wanders with his eyes from yours to your nose, before he gives you a kiss and shakes his head. 
“No, no, you’re perfect. My sexy doll. You are beautiful, and really not lazy. Like I said, that was really such a stupid prank.”  
Relief is visible in your gaze. Now that Suna has spoken the words, you feel safe. At least for a brief moment, a smile spreads over your lips. For a moment, you forget that you told him a few minutes ago that you were pregnant. Or rather Osamu, who had lied to you when he said Suna was no longer in the apartment. 
“And now to you… Is that true? Are you really pregnant?” Suna’s voice is unlike before calm, deep and clear in your ears as his fingertips leave your skin, gently lie down on your stomach. He doesn’t feel a bump yet, so if you’re pregnant you can’t be pregnant for too long. Also, he doesn’t think you lied to him. You two have sex a lot. You use a diaphragm as contraceptive, because you didn’t want to take contraceptives that could affect your hormones, which Suna thinks is better too. Of the other contraceptives, this was the most pleasant for you. Although it’s not the safest, you both knew that. But you’re old enough, were of the opinion that if you were to get pregnant, you both could handle it. You have a big apartment, been together for a long time and both have well-paid jobs. And lately, everything is going so well between you two. 
He had already played a few times with the thought of what it would be like if, in this togetherness that you have, there’s suddenly a third little person. He could really imagine what you would look like, with a little baby in your arms, reading your child a bedtime story while he would watch you both from the bedroom door. But he would never be the one who really addressed the topic of children. After all, you have to spend nine months running around with a baby in your stomach, giving birth to it, and so much more. If anyone should decide when to plan, it’s you. 
“Yeah, the doctor said two weeks ago that I was three weeks pregnant. So now, at the fifth week of pregnancy.” You murmur softly, put your hands on Sunas, which still cling to your stomach, and look up at him again. His eyes are fixed on your stomach, on your hands, which lie down protectively in front of the still unborn baby. 
“Are you angry? You know, about the pregnancy.” You ask carefully, look at his gaze as he almost sadly smiles at your question, shakes his head and reaches for your hands. With a slight jerk, he pulls you towards him, takes you back in his arms before he answers quietly. 
“No, no. How could I be mad? That is good news. That’s… I’m really so happy.” His joyful voice warms your heart. How gently he touches you for fear of hurting you or the baby makes you melt away. All these short sweet kisses that he gives you over and over again on the lips, while he tells you that he is happy about this news, make you overjoyed. All the fear, worry that he might say he’s not ready for a child yet is blown away. Because, to be honest, you didn’t expect him to be so happy. Yet it almost sounds as if he has been thinking about children for a long time. 
“We can do this, doll. I’m proud of you. And I’m gonna find every pound you weigh more, kiss it and tell it that each pound is sexy on you, too. Because you’re my hot chick, right?”
He says and looks at you with his crooked smile, a smile that others would call arrogant, but you know exactly that he means it lovingly. You can’t help but giggle, punch him in the chest before you put your head on the spot where your fists were before. 
“You’re an idiot Rin…” You laugh, listen to his quiet “Still your idiot” as two more arms suddenly lie around you and Suna. 
Both of you look to the side irritated, see a stupidly grinning Osamu who has joined your hug. 
“Look at this, my best buddy and his cute little mouse are having a baby and I even knew it before the father got the news. That’s a thing. Congrats you two TikTok-junkies.” 
“Idiot, I was standing next to you when she said it, so I know it just as long as you did.”
“Ehhh nah, I was closer to the door.”  
“You’re insane.” 
They both quarrel and you can't but laugh about the situation in front of you. A beautiful, loud laugh that silences the boys for a second, before the two smile crookedly and join your laughter.
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savagegood · 8 months
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nkogneatho · 5 months
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𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐍
—cw: fem!reader, edging, overstim, spitting.
Men who have their arms locked on your thighs, making sure your pussy is easily accessible to their tongue. they don't start right away, but gaze at it. your heat melting in juices, flowing and staining the sheet underneath. they breathe over it, to tease it even more and she flutters in need. warm air grazing the skin enough to make it squirm but not enough to chase that high.
To make it more wet, more messy, they gather the saliva in their mouth before spitting on it, watching the translucent drop trail down and fusing with your juices. A wide smile appears on their face when they realize the effect it has on you, making your face heat up and your thighs squirm in his arms. but they're locked up. he's got it locked up so he could enjoy this pretty movie without any intermissions.
When they finally decide to give you the sweet satisfaction of having their tongue lap on your pussy, it comes with a price. There's no way you could win in anything when it comes to them. It's either craving their touch, or begging them to stop from the overstimulation. They are mean. They don't stick to a single pace. Instead, they start out slow, savouring all your heat on their tongue, then get fast making you a moaning mess and you scream—beg for them to keep going. you're close. but they change it back to being slow, depriving your pussy of it's climax. you cry and cry and cry. but they're doing this for you because,
when they actually give you the satisfaction—after what it feels like hours—you are gripping his hair, pushing him further in your pussy and jerking your hips forward at the same time. fuck does it feel so good. you're crying, moaning and screaming their name at the same time in multiple repetitions that has their dick jump up and slap against their abs and spluttered cum on it. shit. am i ruining her or is she ruining me?
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sir-kuroo · 7 months
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𖦹 f!reader, just rough unprotected sex
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HE HURT HIMSELF while playing volleyball again and just like the usual, you kissed his wound before keeping the medicine kit. "This hurts too," he whined and you gulped when he brought your hand over the huge bulge of his gray sweatpants, dragging it along his waistband, which you didn't hesitate to pull down. Your eyes widened as his erect cock popped upright. Your tongue reflexively moistened your lips at the delicious sight of it.
"Would you give it a kiss too?" He whispered under a sleazy grin.
"Which lips do you want?" You breathed out and you surely saw him get a tad bigger.
He ran his curled finger over your lips and you anticipated sucking it, but he pulled away.
"Is this one ready?" He asked while the tip of his fingers rubbed your pussy over your panties like he's squeezing the juice out of you. "Fuck..." He hissed, seeing how quickly he made you feel aroused. "Just the sight of my cock and you're this wet."
"P-Please..." You begged as you rolled your hips against his touch.
He groaned in return unable to hold back any longer. Positioning yourself over his lap, he set aside your panties and aligned his cock on your entrance. Without hesitations, he pushed his hips upwards, penetrating you deep.
You moaned and he grunted. He didn't bother taking it slow and he slammed with endless speed, making you wrap your arms around his strong body. "W-Wait! Wait! I can't...take it!" You pleaded but he didn't budge, instead he got both of his palms on the surface of the bed, pushing himself up and down against you and showing you who's in control. You felt your inside heating up as his dick felt like tearing you apart yet it felt so good you're about to lose your mind. Your head swung back not bearing the intensity and soon, you let go of your hold of him, your back falling in bed. He hovered you, not letting go. With such force, he rammed into you finishing himself. You convulsed, cumming hard around him at the same time.
You both caught your breaths and he placed gentle kisses on your temple. "Does this hurt?" He asked, tenderly touching your pussy. "Do I have to give it a kiss?" He whispered and you knew you couldn't stop him. Your head started spiraling when he sucked you in, bringing you back in bliss again probably for the entire night.
—♡ kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, atsumu, lev, osamu, iwaizumi, ushijima, terushima, daichi, hirugami
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Anime men reaction to finding your good spot♡.
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They tease you , stopping their movements on purpose just to hear you whine , ahh music to their ears. They gather your lips on his as his tongue pushes past yours for more entrance before he once again started moving full off a fascinating thrill.
"You like when I tease you like this hm? Such a dirty girl , loves my cock huh".
Gojo , Geto , eren , Levi , bakugo , kirishima , daichi, tsukishima , tendou.
They abuse it , as soon as you let out that abrupt cry , they put all their weight on top of you before drilling mindless in that same spot that had tears prickling at the corner of your eyes. Despite overstimulating both of you he just wants u to feel good! The room was filled with your cries and yelps while he cooed at you.
"I-is okay baby , I'll m-make you feel real Good , I'll fuck you s-so good! M'gonna make you remember it forever"
Izuku , todoroki , denki , itadori , megumi , yuuta , mechamaru , choso , noritoshi , hinata , kageyama , sugawara , bokuto , armin.
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sluttsumu · 7 months
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☆ — breeding you
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“ohmyfuckingod” you whine.
it’s been hours of him relentlessly pounding you, flipping you from position to position. but you love it, and he does too. watching you love drunk on his cock with hearts in your pupils, it’s adorable.
it’s a cute sight really, your ankles next to his ears while your knees hover over the sheets.
“gonna fill you up,” thrust. “wanna be a mommy?” thrust. “have my babies?” thrust. it was painfully delicious, the way he kissed your cervix so desperate to come inside of you, listening to the way you chant his name over and over.
“want it—! please.” he loves to hear you beg for it, seeing your eyes fixated on his length pumping in and out of you. it’s not long before his moans stutter and thrusts dwindle and he’s spilling a thick load into your pretty pussy, breeding you to your fullest.
“always such a good girl for me.”
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☆ — atsumu, bokuto, ichigo, renji, shidou, nagi, geto, choso
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sluttsumu 2023
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emmyrosee · 5 months
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“Baby, I promise I was kidding.”
“I don’t want to talk to you right now, Rintaro.”
“‘Rintaro?’ Baby, it was a joke! If I knew it would actually make you upset, I wouldn’t have done it.”
Your eyes are watery and pouty when you look at him, and he blinks down at you expectantly. Then you huff, “of course I’m upset! It’s a sign of disrespect.”
Rintaro groans and squats down in front of you, head moving back and forth to keep his eyes locked on yours as you try to move your own gaze, “baby, I swear, I didn’t mean it, I thought it would make you laugh.”
He never thought hitting your Pompurin plush would have you in such shambles. You’ve been ignoring him all ride with a small grimace on your lips, playing with Pompurin’s arms and tiny feet, sometimes answering questions about what’s on the tag. You’re deadset on ignoring him. It’s destroying him.
With a small sigh, he leans up to try and plant a kiss to your lips, despite the fact that the last thing he’d think you’d want is a kiss. It’s something he knows you adore, though, he hopes you see through your anger to see him.
You do pout out slightly to try and chase his lips, and it fills him with relief.
“It was pretend, baby,” he mumbles, trying to convince you. “I’d never mean to hit him, I was pretending to be mad that he’d take you away from me.”
Well. It was only half pretend.
But you don’t need to know that.
You gently twist pompurin’s ears in your fingers, shrugging and shaking your face from his hands slightly. “You hurt my feelings Rin.”
Once again, he grabs your chin, leaning up to press another kiss to your lips. “I know, baby. I thought it’d be funny.”
“Say you’re sorry.”
“I’m so sorry-“
“Not to me,” you grumble. “To him!” You hold up the new pompurin plush, and Rintaro tucks his lips in his mouth to hide the annoyed sigh that wants to slip out.
Annoyed, albeit still endeared.
Green eyes hyper fixate on the doey eyes of pompurin, smacking his lips and nodding in respect. “I’m sorry, Pompurin. I never should’ve hit you. And I hope you’ll consider forgiving me and taking care of them while I’m at practice.”
In his peripheral, he sees you smile, your fingers shifting to move pompurin’s head to nod.
“Thank you for apologizing,” you say as you lower the new plush animal. “I love you.”
He smirks and leans forward one final time to kiss you, and you giggle in the kiss and toss your arms around his neck.
If he could guarantee you’d always be this affectionate after, he’d playfully smack all your stuffed animals.
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tonycries · 10 days
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Can I Fill You Up, Baby?
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Synopsis. There’s no way he had a breéding kink, right? That was before he was balls-deep in you, cúmming in you for the third time in a row now.
Pairing. Multiple x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, lots of cúm, overstim, multiple rounds, mating press, breeding, pet names (my girl), swearing.
Word count. 1.5k
A/N. DON’T LOOK AT MEEEE.
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Boys who didn’t know they have a breeding kink.
Pfft, seriously? Those were straight out of hentai, he’d roll his eyes as his friends tittered about it. “Next thing you’ll tell me is that tentacle monsters are totally legit, too.”
Because he didn’t have a breeding kink, right?
Well, at least he didn’t think so…but right now, with you sprawled underneath him, eyes half-lidded, and dripping cunt sucking his cock in so deliciously - he thinks the idea might not be too far-fetched after all.
Ripping off what remained of your top, lips searing against your skin as he bit down hard - marking you. You were so fucking aroused, pretty pussy pooling and forming debauched little strings of slick that connect you to his heavy balls. Throaty, desperate little grunts leaving him each time they slap against your skin, in time with the tight, little circles he drew on your throbbing clit. 
A quick, maddening tempo he was losing his mind to.
Right now, he was absolutely feral where he was usually suave in sex. For some reason, that image of you babysitting your friend’s kid earlier today burns into his mind, jolting some raw, carnal part of him awake as he keeps ramming his cock into your snug cunt. Over and over. Purposefully and sinfully. 
Ah, how lovely you would look so round and glowing with his kid. You’d look so pretty carrying his seed. The swell of your belly just because of him - all him. 
“Baby…” he starts, voice hoarse with need. At your answering mewl, writhing beneath him, he continues, words that come straight from his throbbing erection. “Can I fill you up? Lemme fill you up. Please, my girl.”
“Ah! Hah- yes. Yes yes yes, please. Cum in me baby, fill me up.” Raw, pleading whines leave your bruised lips. Drool already dripping down the corner of your mouth at how deliciously filthy he was fucking you. 
Body trembling, a shiver runs down your spine as you watch his pupils dilate, cock twitching so animalistically inside you at your words. Thrusts increasing impossibly, his thumb was now frenzied on your clit, desperately chasing both your highs.
Now, you’ve heard of orgasms that sneak up on you. Silent, powerful waves that leave you speechless. And before you know it, you’re creaming around his thick cock. Stars behind your eyes and a breathless whisper of his name leaving your swollen lips. 
Seeing you so debauched underneath him sends him over the edge as well, his own release exploding into your awaiting pussy. Filling you up. Hips never slowing down, pumping hot ropes of cum into you animalistically. Your walls flutter around him, as if desperately trying to suck his big cock back in with each thrust. 
Yet, your moans turn into sensitive gasps at the way your loving boyfriend still doesn’t show any signs of stopping - even as your jolts of pleasure turn into nothing but mere tingles. Thighs clenching around his toned waist, a question.
“Shhh, don’t worry, pretty girl. One more, you gotta do is take it.” 
And he’s pushing in again, swollen tip hot and still hard and hot against your sloppy entrance. Both of you hissing at the overstimulation. Oh. Oh, shit.
“Hngh- you’re-” God. Looking up into those darkened eyes, something carnal glinting dangerously in them - only one thought rings in your head, going straight down to your dripping cunt - you’d be lucky to make out of this in one piece. 
You can do nothing but lay there and take it as large hands spread your legs even more shamefully. His cum warm and dribbling out of you, fully exposed to his hungry gaze. Body jerking as he manhandles your legs onto his sculpted shoulders. Folding you in half, pressing down down down-
A mating press. A fucking mating press. 
Scratch that, you’d be lucky to make it out of this alive.
He doesn’t waste time. 
Splitting you open on his thick cock immediately, pushing back into your tight walls. Head thrown back and eyes rolling to the back of his head so pornographically at the way your cunt flutters around him - wetter and sloppier than before with his cum, struggling to take him again. Warm - so warm with his seed. 
God, he has to fight down some feral, animalistic part of him that wants to just plunge into you till his twitching balls smack your ass. Not even waiting for you to adjust. 
But no. No, he must be careful with the mother of his children - treat you like fine porcelain. Just as soon as he breaks you like one right now.
Fuck.
One, harsh thrust. His achingly hard cock splitting you open, pushing against the heady combination of resistance and your walls milking him to insanity. Sweaty forehead meeting yours, he can’t decide between the sinful sight of your cunt clenching around his length and the way your swollen, kiss-bitten lips fall into such a pretty oh!
“Oh- hah! Baby, please. Don’t hold back.”
Not that he was going to anyway. “Then take it like a good girl while I breed you, my lil’ slut.” his voice low and husky, making your cunt clamp down in anticipation. 
And before you know it, his tight balls are flush against your ass, thick head kissing your cervix so painfully good. Hips rearing back - back back back, pulsing veins massaging your walls as he pulls out till his furiously flushed tip is just teasing your entrance. Only to slam back into you with one rough thrust, with little regard for your poor, abused cunt.
The bed creaks in protest as he starts up a merciless pace, not taking the time to ease it in for either of you. Throbbing cock sliding in and out of your dripping cunt in rough, purposeful strokes that have you gripping the headboard for stability. 
Your cunt stings in both overstimulation and the way his tight balls smack against you at his unforgiving pace, strings of slick and cum connecting you to each other. “Hah- oh. So good, pussy sucking me dry so good Hngh-” he gasps out over the lewd slapping of skin on skin, mouth moving before his mind does. 
Ass burning at the friction of his pelvis. Cum leaking out of you to pool beneath you. It was so fucking debauched. He was absolutely too far gone. Completely set on filling you till you explode. 
“Oh, fuck. Gonna cum. Gonna fill you up again, my pretty girl- hngh-”
You whine at the pain and pleasure, far too cock-drunk to form any coherent sentences, body arching up for more more more-
You both cum with a raw, fucked-out whimper. Your walls stretch painfully as it tries to accommodate both his fat cock and another spurt of his cum. Tears stinging your eyes at the sensitivity, all you know is a burst of pleasure and the realization of how absolutely full you are of his seed.
It leaks out of you, seeping into your skin and you can almost feel it sloshing inside of your snug cunt. Mind hazy and vision blurring at this point. Yet, he still doesn’t stop.
You’re probably sobbing at this point - you don’t even know. Completely drunk on you and the idea of breeding you and you-
“One more, my girl. One more. Gotta make sure it takes.”
Raw, absolutely feral empty promises ring in your ears as he keeps moving inside you. Sensitively twitching cock dragging so maddeningly against your walls. Letting out raspy whimpers with each thrust, now nothing more than shallow, mindless movements fueled by pure animalistic need. 
Fuck, ah, you were gonna fucking pass out.
“Hah- Baby, I can’t- oh-” 
“You will.”
You squeal as your thighs clench around him, clit pulsing in pain and pleasure as he reaches down to start his rough abuse on it again. A final thrust. Only one press on your clit. Hard. 
Your orgasm - if you can even call it that, nothing more than a distinct spike of pleasure - hits you with a jolt. Moaning and bowing into his weeping cock as you ride your highs out together. His poor, abused cock coating your walls white once more in thin, hot spurts. It overflows inside of you, cunt dripping and too full to take any more. 
Maybe you black out, you don’t even know. Only brought back by the tear that hits your cheek with a wet splash!  - blinking away the haze in your eyes to look up at your overstimulated boyfriend. His throbbing cock now shooting blanks inside of you.
Breaths ragged, blood roaring in your ears, you feel a sudden emptiness as he pulls out. A disappointed whine leaving you despite your state. Cum gushing out of you, forming a pool on the already-soaked bedsheets. Warm and so fucking sinful.
Pulling back to admire the view, his eyes widen, jaw dropping slightly at the heavenly sight. Greedy eyes locked on you and your pussy and you - blood rushing straight to his twitching cock. Reproachfully, you look up to meet his eyes, pupils blown and half-lidded, an insane glint in them that jolts you to your very core - and your abused cunt. 
One thing was sure.
There’s no turning back. 
- GOJO, CHOSO, Nanami, OIKAWA, Suna, KUROO, ATSUMU, EREN
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A/N. Goals amirite? 
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hqkalon · 7 months
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tying up men twice your size, just to feel him thrust into the palm of your hand as he continuously chants curse words underneath his breath. “fuckk angel.” his dick twitched in your hand as you continued moving your wrist in an upwards-twist motion. usually he’d be the one reflecting the same actions on you, but much meaner. his low pants turned into small groans, watching the head of dick disappear in the palm of your small hand. “shit baby, i’m bouta cum.” he looked up at you through the wet hairs sticking against his forehead. “oohh fuckk!” you watched as his caved in, seeing how his beautiful muscles flexed as your fist tightened around his length. “angel..” his husky voice almost sounded like a pleading cry as he threw his head back against the headboard— you began pumping faster, feeling his hips jerk up, “anggh fuckk. c-cumm-ing.” he groaned, shooting a load with each stroke of your palm as he hummed in pleasure. “good boy.” a mischievous smirk ran across your face as he replicated the same devious grin. “now it’s your turn pretty girl.”
reiner, sukuna, yami, gojo, bokuto, toji, miya twins, getou
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lumiinix · 1 year
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You like to call your boyfriend cute when you talk about him to your coworkers, saying things like: “He’s so cute, he cooks for me all the time!” or “My boyfriend just bought me this flower bouquet for our date! Isn’t he the cutest?” and it planted an image into your coworkers mind of your boyfriend being this soft looking guy. So they definitely didn’t expect a tall muscular guy with a face that literally embodies “if looks could kill” to walk into the building claiming to be your boyfriend and that you had asked him to pick you up. But it did help a little when you run into his arms telling how much you miss him and for a moment, they catch his hard face turned soft. Ok maybe he was a little cute.
-Sakusa, Ushijima, Kageyama, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima.
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nicka-nell · 2 years
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Hello ≧◠‿◠≦✌May I request some HCs for the haikyuu boys how they handle questions about y/n and their relationship in interviews? Do they talk openly about their relationship... for Oikawa, Atsumu, Sakusa and the boys you like? Thankii(っ^▿^)♥
hi :)) sure we can do that. I made it for the 3 guys and two other hq guys (Toshi and Bo) I hope you enjoy it :))
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Would they talk about their relationship or you with reporters
(Ushijima Wakatoshi | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Miya Atsumu | Oikawa Tooru | Bokuto Koutarou)
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He likes it that you support him, but he would not like to bring you actively in front of the camera. It is important to him to keep his love life private. After all, he is successful because of his career and not because of your relationship. 
It’s not that he doesn’t love you, he just wants you to continue enjoying the freedoms he doesn’t have anymore. Walk out the door without camcorders. Just spend an evening with your friends without being photographed by paparazzi. 
However, if you want to make your relationship popular, or if paparazzi photographed you in a restaurant, he would give an honest answer when asked if you are his girlfriend. And when you say it’s time to stand in front of the camera, then only close to him, right by his side while he puts a protective hand around your waist. Because he wants everyone to understand that you belong to him. But if you ever have children, he will certainly not put them in front of the camera. Because they should lead a normal life. 
For interview questions, he answers smaller questions about you as long as they do not become too private. 
“Ushijima-san, people recently saw you with a young lady in a jewelry store. Was that your girlfriend? Do we hear wedding bells soon?” 
“There must be a misunderstanding. This young woman is a friend of ours. She picked a gift for my girlfriend with me.”
“An engagement ring?”
“I will not answer that question.”
Ushijima answers while clearing his throat, but keeps his monotonous expression. 
“Sure, of course. Why is it so important to you that she does not come in front of the camera?” 
“If she wants to be in front of the cameras, then she can come in front of them. That is her decision. I don’t want to force her to do that. Not everyone wants a life with all these unnecessary questions and answers. For example, I don’t understand why the world is interested in our relationship. Then there is a face to the name that is already circulating in the media, and then? I also don’t care what you had for breakfast today.”
“Eh uhm uh yeah. Well, but people are curious how the partner of a pro volleyball player looks like.” 
“Beautiful.” 
He answers without hesitation and it almost looks as if he is smiling at this one word, as if he just has to think about you. 
“Someone’s talking from his heart here, huh?” 
“No, actually, I’m talking with my mouth.”  
“Uh, I mean that’s a phrase, Ushijima-san. That’s what you say when someone not only expresses their feelings but also really feels and shows them.” 
“Oh? Yes, you’re right. She is beautiful. Simply indescribable.” 
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Like Ushijima, Sakusa doesn’t want to make his relationship with you public. However, he makes sure that the relationship remains covered. He does not want to give the press even more speech, not even more food for their pages. He himself does not like to give these interviews, or not be able to move so freely because everywhere people lurk, who could ask for photos or autographs. Even if you could handle it better, he doesn’t want to, since your relationship is really only between you two. 
Few people know about you. They only saw you by chance, when Sakusa was at the extra training hours and had trained into the night. He had told you not to come, but you still drove to the training hall and had made the boys a few sandwiches and brought them over. Only Meian, Atsumu and Hinata know about you. Amazingly, neither Hinata nor Atsumu have revealed anything about you. 
He answers questions about his relationship only when he really wants to. And even then, he is not exactly clear with his answers. 
“They say your girlfriend is pretty, so why don’t you want to show her, Sakusa-san?”
“Shouldn’t every man find his partner pretty?” 
“True, yes. But don’t you think it’s time to take her to events like this?”
“And then what? As a down-to-earth, normal woman, should she respond to questions from a moderator who should actually ask questions about volleyball, but now asks private questions?” 
Sakusa answers him, visibly annoyed, and frowns. 
“My, oh my, please understand us Sakusa-san. Your fans just want to know who the lucky woman is who’s by your side. Don’t you want her to enjoy the victory together after a game?” 
“We do that.” 
“So she’s at games? Or do you celebrate afterwards with her and the team? ” 
“No comment.” 
“Come on, just give us a little hint.”
“If no more sports questions come up, I will go now.”
“Just one more question. If she wanted to step in front of the camera, would you allow it?” 
“This has nothing to do with allowing. If that’s what she wants, that’s her decision. But I hope she doesn’t want it. I enjoy just spending time with her and ignoring all that stress. She is too precious to make a medium's face out of her. If she’s happy, if she’s smiling, I don’t want to share that soothing smile.”
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Atsumu likes to talk about you, you might think he’s directing the conversation in your direction on purpose, away from volleyball. When he talks about you, he has so many little hearts in his eyes. Surprisingly, no one has ever seen the face of the woman who turned Atsumu’s head like that. Not because he doesn’t want to show you. God, he would love nothing more than that. Seeing you standing next to him, hugging and kissing you every time after the game. Show the entire world how happy he is. 
But you told him that you don’t want this right now. Still not sure if you feel comfortable in front of cameras. And even if it is difficult for him, he accepts that. 
Nevertheless, his teammates know about you. They also know you personally. And even if you don’t want to be in front of the cameras yet, Atsumu goes out with you with a cap, mask and sunglasses, does a lot with you or hangs out with you and his brother in the Onigiri shop. He sees all this very relaxed.
During interviews, he is always looking forward to a question about you. 
“Another victory for your team. Will you celebrate the victory with your girlfriend, Atsumu-san?”
“Oh, for sure I will! With her and the boys!”
“When are we going to meet her?” 
“Eh, don’t know. But I think it won’t be long. But for the record, she’s my girl.” 
“Oho, someone smiles proudly here, huh? Aren’t you afraid that as soon as her face is known, she might be seen as attractive by other players who then snatch her away?” 
“Shit, of course they’ll find her hot. She is fuckin’ sexy. Yeah, ya know, when I come from training and she is there in the kitchen only with my jersey, oh damn, I wonder if I really do not dream. But nah, I’m not afraid.” 
“No? According to this description, she seems to be incredibly pretty.” 
“Once again, so she is. But we’ve known each other for so long. We’ve been through a lot. No matter how nasty some moments were, how sad, she was always with me. She’s my biggest fan, my biggest support. And when I wake up in the morning, because she drives through my hair with her fingertips, wakes me up with her sweet smile and the quiet, Tsumu the food is ready, then I know it’s her. The girl of my dreams. She’s my significant other. And I know she thinks the same about me. We are partners, best friends, lovers, all in one. If there were soul mates, we’d probably be.” 
In his words, he no longer looks at the reporter, but looks out into the distance, as if he remembers a beautiful moment with you, as he giggles. 
“Yes damn, I love everything about her, even her ice-cold feet that she always clamps between my thighs at night to warm them up. Damn, I really fell hard for my girl, right?” 
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Oikawa has already made your relationship popular, before you know about it yourself. During an interview, he was once asked what he thinks after such a victory, what makes him happy. And even though he certainly thought “of course the sad faces of the opponents” he said that he is happy with his team after the victory point and also that your face, your broad smile appears before his eyes. Directly he was asked if you were his girlfriend and he said yes. 
Were you mad at him that the entire world before you knew about your relationship? Yes. Did you ignore him for a week because you were mad? Oh, hell yes. 
But you two have been a happy couple for a long time now. Oikawa often posts pictures of you both on his social media channels with the words “Mi sol” (my sun). He loves to show the whole world how happy you are that you belong to him. And after all these years, you don’t mind about fame anymore. You’re good with the cameras. 
But if a situation becomes uncomfortable for you, Oikawa is the first to bring the questions and also the attention to himself, standing protective in front of you. Because no matter how much he wants to show people how great you,Oikawa’s girlfriend, are, if you feel uncomfortable then it goes too far. 
In interviews, he likes to answer questions about you, but quickly becomes impatient if the questions are only about you, no longer revolving around him and his performance. 
“Oikawa-san, the game today was a genuine success! Was there a motivational speech before the game?” 
“That was a great game! I really motivated the guys, and the delicious sandwiches from my sugar-sweet fiancé have probably also contributed to this.” 
“Your fiancé, yes? Oh, soon it’s the day, right? What are you most looking forward to at your wedding?” 
What a stupid question, Oikawa thinks as he thinks of the day that will take place in a few weeks. Your wedding. He grins broadly, scratches the back of his head and looks into the camera. 
“What am I most looking forward to? To my beautiful, sweet, and lovely bride, of course. I can’t wait to see her in a charming wedding dress as she steps in front of the altar and says yes to me. When she becomes my Misses Oikawa. This will be incredibly nice! And don’t worry, I’ll upload photos of the wedding to my account.” 
“Ah, that sounds great! Do you think she’s nervous? Have you seen her dress yet? Or does she want to keep it a secret until the wedding?” 
More and more, he’s asking about you and the relationship. The pouting in Oikawa’s face gets bigger. 
“Hey enough about us now. You’ll get more information after the wedding.”
“Ah sorry, sorry. I guess I got carried away. Don’t you worry that your female fans won’t cheer you on after the wedding?” 
“Oh lordy, no. They should be happy for me if they are my fans. Right? I think they will be supportive. But enough of that. Did you see how I got the last five points only with my serve?” 
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Bokuto would like to pull you in front of the camera next to him, press and hug you, take you in his arms after each game and celebrate with you. Not because he wants to show the world your face, but because he just wants to share the moment with you. Bokuto is not someone who tries to force you to show off, to have to keep up with all the other comrades and to compete with who has the biggest, smallest or best girlfriend. For him, you are perfect and he doesn’t care what others say. He just wants to share every single moment with you. That’s so important to him. 
But he still tries his best to leave the relationship behind the cameras for you, even if it makes him sad that he can only really celebrate with you a few hours after his victory. But you asked him to. He can leave all the hustle and bustle around him for himself for now. Yet you don’t expect any paparazzi to follow you just to get any information. It’s more that you still don’t want to see your face on the TV right now. 
Bokuto is really trying his best. Every time he is asked in interviews about his female fans or a relationship, he tries to shift the question to Hinata. But it’s different this time, because the game is just over. Everyone is still out of breath when a reporter points the cameras at Bokuto. First, he asks him a few questions about the game, congratulates him on the victory, when Bokuto suddenly looks past him, spots you in the crowd near the grandstand. 
“Y/n! Hey! We won! Did you see my serve? It was sooo good!” 
The reporter uses the opportunity to tell the cameraman to swing the camera over to you before he looks back at Bokuto.
“Bokuto-san, may we ask who this young lady is?”
“Oh yes, but of course, this is my girlfri-” 
Still speaking, he notices what he just said and you can already see how he looks in your direction with a sad, apologetic expression. A quiet “I’m so sorry” shapes his lips. But you only give him a loving look, give him to understand that it is all right and realize that his mood is immediately better again. 
“So, this is your girlfriend? Really a pretty woman you have there by your side. Have you been together for a while? You’re never seen with a woman.” 
“Yes, well, we’ve been together a long time. And oh yes, she’s not known because we wanted to keep the relationship secret. But I guess I screwed up. But she really is the greatest woman in the world! She just doesn’t want to be in front of the cameras. So could you please be kind to her? She’s my little angel, after all.” 
He pouts with big puppy eyes, which would even make the reporter melt away if he were not on air.
Since then, he has been asking questions about you which of course doesn’t stay out, but Bokuto is happy to answer them. Because he would like to show everyone how much he loves you and that you mean the world to him. 
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rosieandthethorns · 4 months
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i don't WANT to read smut right now
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
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tojiphile · 8 months
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thinking about big boys who make it fit. you try to protest, fidget and squirm out of his calloused hands but he grips your waist firmly, pulling you back towards him.
“my darling girl,” he coos, “don’t you trust me?” he brushes a stray hair out of your face, wiping the tears streamed down furiously, your eyes squeezed shut. he laughs and presses a large hand to your stomach, “you’ll be a good girl for daddy, won’t you?”
through sobs, you find the strength to nod as he aligns himself at your entrance. he uses his thick fingers to spread your soaking cunt, the other hand guiding himself in slowly. “that’s it baby, you got this.” his fat cock inches his way in, and you feel the stretch, clenching down on him, shaking your head as if in a trance. he shushes you, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. “relax, it’ll hurt less.”
you heed his words and release the tension in your stomach. he audibly sighs as he continues pushing his way into you, causing you to whimper until the tip of his dick has pressed up against your cervix. satisfied, he traces the outline his cock is leaving in your tummy, giving it a squeeze as you barely get out the words, “so- full!” he laughs and grips your waist, pulling you off his cock and making you gasp at the sudden movement. before you have time to protest, he’s slamming himself into you again, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against your ass and both your groans fill the room. your cries of pain seem to only spur him on as he continues thrusting into you harshly.
“look at me,” he pants, “look at me while i fuck you silly.” you open your eyes only to meet his, then quickly shutting them in embarrassment. he laughs, “look at my sweet, darling girl, being fucked like the whore she is.” you whine in response but release a gasp when his fingers find your swollen clit, rubbing in quick circles and forcing your stomach to clench up. “don’t cum yet, my darling, hold it there, wait for me.”
you try your best to not cum, squirming from both the pain of him bottoming out and the pleasure from him toying with your sensitive bud. “i’m close baby, just say my name. say my name.” he can’t tell if you’re obedient, or just too fucked out to do anything but obey but when you cry out “daddy!” it’s all over for him.
“now.” he presses the bulge in your stomach down and you can feel the orgasmic joy washing over you like blinding lights, your body shaking, absolutely overwhelmed by him. he fucks you like a man in heat, bottomming out as he reaches his peak, gripping you hard. you can feel the warmth of his cum spreading in your cunt as he collapses on you, kissing your cheek.
TOJI FUSHIGURO, gojo satoru, geto suguru, TODO AOI, bokuto kotaru, TERUSHIMA YUJI, kaeya, ARATAKI ITTO, childe
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kkumri · 1 month
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offspring loyalty 🦊🧼🫧✨
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dvlboy · 3 months
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after exams | 18+
"one more baby.. isn't this what you wanted?" your warm hands grabbed his hips, thumbs on his v-line before you pulled him in closer to his fate.
"no mooreeee, no moreeee.. m'sorry.." he was on your bed, sweaty, flushed, and grasping. he had an arm over his face while he tossed and turned, biting his arm to prevent noise.
he could feel you pulse inside of him while you clawed him towards you, pushing his sweaty hair delicately. you pulled ontop of him, a predatory grin leaking itself onto your lips at his helpless state. he couldn't even look at you, knowing that he dug his own grave.
he could feel your finger trace his stomach, delicately scraping the skin. "all bark and no bite, huh?" your hand traced lower and lower, and he braced his breath, feeling you reach his pelvis. it rested there, teasing him by slowly going closer to his spent, overstimulated cock.
"remember when you teased me while i was studying? all those slow touches, all those looks?" your hand grabbed his cock, feigning away the frantic arms that attempted to stop you.
"m'sorry! jus' missed you.. n'moree..." he had tears pooling in his eyes, desperation rising in his voice. he couldn't take another round, he might die! you're too big-- it feels like he can't breathe! and you're too mean, making him ride you until his knees buckled and his body became putty, in the names of "proving how much he wanted it."
the condom box you bought for today had long since gone dry, and the fresh bottle of lube is starting to run dry. soiled condoms littered your bed and your cum was being plugged by your dick.
"you still miss me now?" that same teasing tone rose again, "cause i missed my baby too.." a small smile crept up on his face, hearing the sincerity in your voice.
"i miss him so much, that i think i'll show him again, and again, and again until i make up for the weeks of exams.. and i don't think i can wait for more lube or condoms." his face quickly grew pale, protesting noises leaving his mouth as you buried yourself back inside of him
GOJO, GETOU, HINATA, OIKAWA, SAKUSA, MAMMON, DIAVOLO, KAEYA, KAVEH, YUJI, al haitham, atsumu, kuroo, sukuna + ur favourites
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m getting back into writing, hopefully make a few other thinsg n experiment a bit in writing styles, also kind of inspired by the layout of mr cool n sexy @maroonsoul
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chaepink · 8 months
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pathetic sub!yandere boys ♡
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pathetic, disgusting yandere boys that can't help but be obsessed with you.
wc: 1k+ words | masterlist | part two
dom!fem!reader, stalking, begging, unhealthy relationship, mention of fucking
note: THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT
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Yandere boys are honestly adorable. But not just any regular yandere boys, im talking about pathetic boys that slowly turn possessive and less innocent the more obsessed they are with you.
The ones that stalk you in and out of school as they take pictures of you when you're not looking, even sometimes up your skirt when you're turned around! The ones that offer to help you with everything during school, blushing whenever you thank him and give him a compliment before rushing towards the nearest bathroom to jerk off cause they got hard from the small praise you gave them. how pathetic!
Yandere boys that would try their best to become your best friend, even going long lengths to hang out with you every second you're free.
You were going to go to the carnival with a friend? Suddenly that friend has to cancel on you because they feel sick, not knowing that your yandere added something weird to their lunch.
A friend asked if you wanted to hang with them later and you agreed? Thats weird because now they're not picking up their phone or answering their texts. Well guess who stole their phone and hid it somewhere where they wouldn't find it.
Whenever you're sad, your yandere will buy you loads of snacks and comfort you as best as they can.
Its cute really, how they try so hard to hide their obsession with you from you, even going as far as to anonymously threaten your friends that tell you how weird and creepy they are.
But everytime your friends warn you, you just smile back and them and say that [character] is just super nice to you and thats all.
Your yandere boy is so desperate for you that it's so pathetic yet so cute at the same time.
They think that you have no clue of his intentions or what he's done but little does he know, you actually do.
You know how they stalk you, how they try to separate you from your friends, how they're absolutely obsessed with you.
And so when you come over to their house to work on a class project, you're not surprised to find a big journal that has a heart on the cover with your name on it peeking out from under their bed when you come in their room. Opening it only to find lewd drawings and pictures of you alongside long paragraphs that your yandere wrote.
Reading the paragraphs and how it describes how every desire [character] has with you, even being specific as to say the exact details that would happen with each situation.
The first one you read includes how they want to get fucked by you, describing how they want to be bent over their bed as they cry and sob from the pleasure you give them.
It continues with you making him cum multiple times as you wrap a hand around his neck, leaning towards their ear to whisper degrading praise to him.
You continue reading the rest, watching as his desires turn darker and darker as they become even more specific than before, as if they actually happened before.
But before you could reach the end, your yandere opens the door with some snacks in his hand. Poor him really, cause he would have never expected for you to find out about his obsession with you.
But you're glad you did because now you get to watch as he pauses at the door, dropping the snacks in shock when he sees you with his journal in hand. Watch as his eyes flood with tears as he begins to shake from fear and shock, his face turning red as he tries to choke back a sob. Watch as he stumbles in front of you, landing on his knees as he looks into your eyes to no longer see any love in them but instead something dark that makes him shiver. Maybe it's disgust, maybe it's something entirely else.
They beg you to forget what you just saw, tears flooding down their face. It's just so embarrassing for them that you found out about their obsession with you. You can't help but coo at them as you tilt their head towards you, pressing your foot against the bulge in his pants because of course he couldn't help but get hard in this situation. That's just how pathetic they are, you think its cute though.
Hearing them let out a pitiful whimper as he lays his head on your thigh, pleading you with their eyes. Big cute eyes that try to convince you that he's done nothing wrong.
The situation is no longer about the journal when he starts to let out adorable noises when you continue to grind your foot against his bulge, making him quickly cum in the matter of seconds.
But even though he just came just a few moments ago, the way you call them pathetic with the disgust in your voice makes him hard again as he hump your foot.
They'll let you do anything to them. Dress them up, degrade him, humiliate them, they dont care! They're yours to use.
Secretly, your yandere is grateful that you found the journal under their bed. They actually wanted you to. They wanted you to get disgusted as you read the contents within their journal.
They hoped that you would punish them for how lewd and disgusting they are and they would be so grateful when you actually do.
Make the situations in his journal that he forever dreamed of come true as all he can do is moan and scream your name as you use him like a toy for your pleasure. Make him fall apart underneath you as his body gets littered with bite marks that compliment his body so nicely.
If he's too loud, shut him up with a choker or even better, your panties. The way his eyes would roll back as he cums for the nth time that night. But you're not done with him yet, oh not anytime soon.
You have to punish him for everything that he's ever done to you.
The whole situation is messed up but no matter how obsessed they are with you, you wouldn't ever trade them for the world. After all, they're your yandere.
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ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink
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