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ksakiswh0re-xo · 1 month

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✧ cockwarming draken while you study :

cw: fem reader, cockwarming, draken teasing, dirty talk/praise, hair-pulling, backshots, spanking, big dick warning lolol

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Imagine cockwarming Draken while you study. You're sitting on your bed with your laptop and books all around you and you're naked from the waist down as you try to focus on taking your notes, but it's hard because all you can think about is how deep his fat cock is nestled inside your warm hole.

He's got an arm wrapped around your waist, making sure that you don't move as he watches your screen over your shoulder while you type.

Experimentally, he gives you a little nudge just because he loves to see you fall apart for him so easily. He smirks and nips at your ear when you whine and your fingers fall from the keyboard and onto his thigh.

"Keep typing. Be a good girl for me. Gunna ace this test, aren't ya, baby?"

You're too dumb to talk so he grabs your jaw and squeezes, making you face him as he moves your head up and down in a nod.

"I know you are, because you're my smart girl, after all. Get to it, baby, so I can fuck this sweet pussy just how she needs to be fucked."

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“Focus.”

Draken growls into your ear as he kneels behind you, balls deep in your cunt.

You’re bent over your laptop taking a quiz, breasts dangling heavily beneath you and almost touching the keyboard from the mean arch that your boyfriend has you in.

“‘m focused, Ken…” Your voice wobbles as does your hand; your mouse shakily hovers over a wrong answer before you suck in a breath and correct it.

“That was a close call, but you caught it, baby. Look at you, you’re doing such a good job.”

He spanked your butt a couple of times then rubbed the supple flesh with his big hands.

“I-I’m done…” The quiz was now submitted: you scored 100%.

Draken’s grin grew wider, showcasing two rows of perfect white teeth that you could see reflected in your laptop screen.

“Good fucking girl.”

He moved over you to close the computer lid and slide it onto the floor, pushing himself even further against your womb before he eased about half of his length out.

“Put the rest of that shit on the floor,” Draken commanded, referring to your multiple books, pens, and highlighters.

You hurriedly brushed the items off the edge of the bed, some of the pens rolling across the hardwood while Draken grabbed your hair up into a makeshift ponytail and began fucking into you relentlessly.

“Ah ah ah ah! Ken!”

The bed squeaked and rocked, the headboard banging loudly against the wall that was sure to have your neighbors pissed at you, but how could you care when you were getting the best fucking reward? Literally.

Draken slowed down and eased himself in and out of you to let you hear the squelch of your wet pussy a few times before he was buried deep once again.

“Shit girl, your greedy pussy is squeezing me so fucking tight.”

Something in him snapped, and the next thing you knew, his entire weight was pressing down on you as he pulled your arms behind your back and held your wrists against your ass.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Draken pummeled your pussy with ferocity until the both of you were moaning each others’ names out and spiraling into mind-numbing orgasms.

Finally, you were released and your fatigued body collapsed into the soft mattress.

You could still feel your legs twitching while simultaneously your cunt contracted, releasing a thick gush of Draken’s cum.

Soft pecks were then pressed into your sweaty back until you rolled over to face your handsome lover, eyes fluttering dangerously as the urge to sleep swept over you.

“Rest for now. When you wake up, we’ll be on to the next subject.”

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Draken Fucking You in the Student Council Room

Pairing: Ken "Draken" Ryuguji x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, creampie, secret relationship, being lifted up, dirty talk, fear of being caught, degradation, almost getting caught, hand over mouth, rough sex

A/N: I don't have enough charisma to project myself into this scenario.

It was dangerous to be doing this in the student council room. Well not dangerous, more risky. If you were to be caught you would lose your position as the Student Council President for sure. You'd had that position since high school. You'd been in a relationship with Draken since high school too.

How many times did you tell him to hide under the desk or behind the couch after a heated make out session? But there was no hiding this.

You couldn't even come up with a good excuse if you were to be seen. How could you explain him fucking you from behind, lifting you up into the air and holding your legs open, so that anyone who stepped into the room would have a clear, unmistakable view of Draken's huge cock pushing itself into your pussy and your pussy so wet that it made a puddle on the floor?

"The Student Council President having her cunt fucked for all to see. Looks like some's not as pure as she'd lead people to believe. If the rest of the school knew you were my little fuckslut I wonder if they'd choose you." Draken bit your earlobe, his smirk pressed against your skin as his cock pushed in and out quickly. Your vision blurred, it had been blurring for a while, but every time you were close he slowed down. It was like he was hoping to drag this out until someone walked in and saw him fucking you.

Draken was something like your guard dog. He hovered around you, scaring anyone who was your opposition or said something bad. Many were under the impression that you, the School President, had him on a leash. That might be the case in some circumstances but in situations like these he had you wrapped around his finger.

"'M gonna creampie your pussy so everyone knows. You're my pretty, dirty bitch. None of that straight A student, model behavior bullshit's gonna fly with me. I know you like this. Being used on my cock." He slowed down again, once more taking your orgasm away from you.

You whimpered and clenched your pussy around his cock, eliciting a mean chuckle from your boyfriend. "Keep going. Make me come, Draken, make me come on your dick. Come on, I'm so close, so fucking close now. Please, I'll be good."

He started moving again, his heavy, full balls slapping against your pussy, making loud, wet sounds, your pussy squelching, milking him dry as you moaned his name, probably loud enough for anyone to hear. Just as he began to empty his cock inside you the door started to open. Draken growled and pushed you against the door, one of his hands slamming it closed, the other hand over your mouth, "Fuck right off!" He warned. There was a loud eep sound from the other side before there was silence.

That didn't stop him from coming inside you. Your eyes fluttered closed, spit getting all over his palm as your legs failed you and you slumped down the door, off his cock. Draken took deep breaths, leaning over you, looking at the pool of cum underneath you. "That was close." You sighed, your heart slowing down after almost failing you. "We're locking the door next time."

"Y-Yeah. Got it." He wasn't too keen on getting thrown out of here. At least this way he could spend more time with you.

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benkeibear · 8 months

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⋆꙳✧༄ Not getting it up

❖ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Baji

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Summary: you two were so desperate for each other but somehow he couldn't keep it up

❖ WARNINGS: mentions of penetrative sex and blowjobs, fingering, cunnilingus, squirting, toys getting used, one clit slap with Baji

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☰ Mikey:

ꕤ Embarrassed. That's his first reaction

ꕤ He's worried that you make fun of him or that you think that he’s not attracted to you anymore

ꕤ tries to stop you from taking the last piece of fabric off of him

ꕤ "Mikey, Baby i'm aware of it but it's okay. Let me take care of you" you hum

ꕤ he's shocked by your soft response but lets you try regardless

ꕤ but when nothing worked, you decided to leave it be for the night, there's going to be be plenty of times where you can take care of him

ꕤ Mikey hated himself for it, feeling like He wasn't man enough since He can't even please his partner properly

ꕤ but you reassured him that it happens, stress maybe but you didn't mind it, not showing the slightest bit of anger or sadness

ꕤ "Let’s order pizza and just cuddle? That's more than enough for me Manjiro, every second spent with you is more than enough" you reassured him gently

ꕤ He couldn't quite believe your words at first, expecting you to be at least disappointed but to his surprise you weren't

ꕤ Slowly he nodded, his gaze still not meeting yours but when you cupped his cheeks to force him to look at you he gasped

ꕤ “I’m not with you because of Sex, Mikey. I’m with you for you, time with you and your love” you said loud and clear, feeling him nuzzle into the palm of your hand

ꕤ “i know… but it's still embarrassing” he eventually mumbled but you didn't push it further, making him lay down to cuddle with you as you discussed where you're going to order pizza

☰ Draken:

ꕤ Draken isn't very bothered by it

ꕤ He grew up in a brother after all, so he knew things like that can happen and sometimes there's just nothing you can do

ꕤ He still lets you try to help him but he just couldn't get it to stay hard

ꕤ even after you sucked him off for a long time it just went soft again, frowning you sat up "I guess not today" you said a bit upset, blaming yourself

ꕤ He just shrugs "guess that just happens. I still love you" He reassured you, seeing the sadness behind your eyes

ꕤ deep down you know it has nothing to do with you, sometimes there's just too much on his mind but it still stung a little, your head starting to overthink

ꕤ but Draken, the good boyfriend He is, won't just leave you like that, knowing just the perfect way to get these thoughts to leave again

ꕤ he lets you sit on his face as long as you want and need to and when you're done He makes sure to use his fingers to give you at least one more orgasm

ꕤ just because his cock won't cooperate, doesn't mean he doesn't want to or doesn't enjoy pleasuring you

ꕤ definitely not above fucking you with your favorite toy until you're screaming his name, knowing you'll take good care of him next time as well

☰ Baji:

ꕤ Baji would react quite angry, mad at himself because it makes him feel humiliated and less of a man in front of his beloved

ꕤ He was just so nervous about sleeping with you for the first time. It wasn't his first time or anything but you two wanted to wait until you take that step in the relationship

ꕤ He took that anger out on you, wanting to humiliate you as well, teasing you until you begged to be touched

ꕤ Baji knew it was wrong but the way your walls clenched around his fingers told him that you like it

ꕤ You felt so embarrassed from squirting all over his hand, but he was so good, pounding his fingers into your sweet spot until your legs started to shake violently only to be left high and dry, your puffy clit spanked once, twice

ꕤ He still didn't get it up by the the time you begged for him to stop, far too overstimulated

ꕤ You weren't mad or thought that it's embarrassing "Baji it just happens. We were both nervous" you reassured him loving, not bothered by it

ꕤ You still sucked him off, hoping to get it up so he would stop being so upset about it but it only made him feel worse about himself

ꕤ you promised him that you try again in the morning and that promise you kept, waking him up by giving him head

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arlerts-angel · 3 months

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a/n: my brain has been buzzing nonstop about this post PLEASE check out the original by @gorehsk !!! thank you for allowing me to write this!

i just can't stop thinking about men who moan with you.

when he goes down on you, he spreads your folds apart to lick and suck right on your swollen clit, moaning against your pussy. he's like your living, breathing vibrator. each hum against your clit sends you closer and closer over the edge.

he moans when he rubs your clit, "ooh"s and "ahh"s when you arch your back, and inhales sharply when he fucks his fingers right against your sweet spot. his poor cock, leaking with precum and hard as a rock. but he stays untouched; won't even think about fucking you until you've cum at least twice.

"oooh yeah baby, feels good huh? mmm yeah... ohh y'so pretty arching your back. you want it? take it baby, just like that. gonna cum? yeah? ohh look at you... yeah baby cum for me, cum for me... fuck-!"

he's been so patient.

when he finally sinks his cock into you he moans. each thrust deeper inside you, each time his tip kisses your sweet spot, each time you moan, his moans echo. you cum for a third time on his cock and he follows suit, moaning as he shoots his load into you. he keeps his cock nestled warmly in its sleeve, but when it's time to pull out he moans again. ☹️

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ifonlyitwasmidnight · 1 year

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And They Were Best Friends

Pairing: Draken x F!Reader x Mitsuya

CW/TW: Hurt/Comfort, Situation-ship without the benefits, Oral F (face sitting) and M receiving/giving, vaginal sex, rough-ish sex (It's Draken, what're we gonna do), swearing, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart, beautiful), nipple play.

Summary: Six years is a long time to dance around your feelings for your two best friends. When you are forced to move out of your apartment, Draken suggests you move in with him and Mitsuya, where things become even more complicated.

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At some point in the last five years, Draken and Mitsuya had become permanent fixtures in your life. You couldn’t even pinpoint the moment when people started asking where any of the other sides of your triangle were when you showed up alone or if they showed up somewhere without you. It was to be expected at this point.

You three simply were.

You can’t remember the last time at least one of them wasn’t crowded into your too-small one-bedroom apartment with you, silently sitting with you while you worked or helping you cook whatever the three of you would be having for dinner that night.

If it wasn’t your place, you were at the shop when Draken would have to work late, you and Mitsuya keeping him company as the streetlights came on, illuminating the streets in a crimson, orange glow while he pushed to finish up his project.

Or it was Mitsuya's place when his mom needed someone to watch the girls. Laughter and unbridled joy filtered in and out as the three of you wrangled them in for the night. Others, it was Mitsuya’s loft design studio, you and Draken curled up on the small sofa together, having fallen asleep in the early hours of the morning while the third part of your lives sketched and pinned, needing to get his designs out but still needing you nearby.

It was somehow domestic.

Outside looking in, people thought it was an odd dynamic—an overly complicated situation of feelings that would eventually lead to heartbreak.

But to the three of you, it just was.

In the five years, it had always been simple. Crushes had come and gone, packed down into boxes that couldn’t be opened out of fear of ruining what had become your lives. Mitsuya never missed how Drakens lips turned into a small smile when you entered a room, instantly lighting up the room, even on the darkest days. Draken never failed to recognize the longing in Mitsuya’s when you would push the hair from his eyes as he poured over sketches like Mitsuya wished those touches would linger just a little longer so he could soak in your warmth for just a little longer.

The two had some unspoken agreement not to push, too wrapped up in the comfort that you all brought to the others, even at the cost of their own fulfillment if that’s what it took.

They never saw how your eyes would linger on one or the other, wishing that the moments of happiness and friendship they offered could turn into more. They didn’t know that when they would eventually leave you at night, with a hug that lingered a little too long or a look in their eyes like they wished they could stay, you hoped for the same thing, to spend every night in the comfort of their presence, waking up to another day with them. So instead, you listened as their motorcycles would rumble to life and count as the noise slowly turned into the stillness of night once more.

But just like them, you knew that pushing those lines was out of the question. That one day, you would have to let them go so they could find what they needed outside of you. You would never ask them to choose between you and them. They were the twin dragons, two sides of the same coin, never to be separated, bonded through life and blood.

Never once did any of you stray from the others. Year after year, settling into a routine that revolved around your complicated situation.

“They’re upping my rent at the beginning of the month,” you groaned one night as you leaned against Draken on the couch in the studio. He had a leg folded up, ankle sitting on top of his knee as he thumbed through an old motorcycle manual you had picked up for him at a thrift store. His other arm slung over the back of the couch, unknowingly drawing little shapes into the bare skin of your shoulder.

Mitsuya stuck his drawing pen behind his ear and turned on the stool. “Too much?”

You hummed a confirmation. You’d have to move. You rented that place initially because it had been a steal, but recently, it seemed like your rent kept increasing, and your pay kept getting thinner.

“You talk to Peh and Pah?” Draken shut the manual after dog-earing a worn-out, oil-stained page.

You shook your head, “Not yet. I was going to give them a call in the morning. But from what I could find, I’m probably going to have to move further out of the city.”

Both men stiffened almost imperceptibly, locking eyes across the room.

Leaving the city meant you’d be gone from them longer than they’d like, keeping you just out of reach of their protection. Draken felt his stomach sink at the thought of not having you close. Not being able to show up where you are and watch as your eyes lit up, how you’d wrap your much smaller frame into his own as you pressed against him before wrapping you in his arms, hugging you close.

“I’ll pick you up in the morning,” Mitsuya said softly, lost in his thoughts. “I’ll take you down there and talk to them with you.” The unspoken “we’re not letting you go” passed between the two men. Draken nodded in agreement with the plan and Mitsuya’s resolve.

Draken sighed heavily and dropped his head back, staring out the skylight in the ceiling, watching as one star in the sky slowly blinked out of existence. “We’ll figure this out, sweetheart.”

You had been out the door the following morning before Mitsuya had even finished pulling up to your apartment, having heard him coming. You knew the sound of their bikes like the back of your hands at this point. It was chilly, the tepid days of fall slowly filtering into the early brisk of winter, and you shivered as Mitsuya kicked down the stand before getting off, leaving the bike running. His face was pinched, his eyebrows scrunched together as he took you in; something was bothering him that he wasn’t ready to voice.

You raised a hand and wordlessly smoothed your thumb between his brows, relaxing his face. He smiled gently as he reached for the helmet on his bike and placed it on your head, pulling the braid you had secured your hair into over your shoulder before fastening the buckle under your chin. When he was done, he tilted your chin up with a finger, staring into your eyes with a softness you weren’t ready to acknowledge. Something shifted last night when you said you would need to move. Like a leg had been kicked out from the stool, you all sat on precariously, waiting to tumble into the unknown. You felt the pull to Mitsuya now, just as you had felt last night with Draken when he had dropped you off, unable to meet your gaze as he left you at your front door with a lingering hold on your hand, afraid that if he let go, it might be the last time he got to do something that had become part of his ritual for far too long.

You had almost asked him to stay.

Mitsuya climbed back on the bike and held out a hand to help you on as he steadied it. You would miss this. He would pull your arms around his waist to secure you to his back before shifting into first and slowly easing out onto the main street. This time felt different. Mitsuya needed to feel your arm around him. Needed to feel you pressed against him where you belonged.

He and Draken had decided long ago to put their feelings aside for your sake. But the thought of you being gone had tipped something in them both last night. The stupidity of their lack of trust in your relationship coming back to haunt them in their sleepless night and late exchange of texts discussing how they could keep you with them. Mitsuya felt that sting now more than he ever had.

“So, I’m screwed?” You said thirty minutes later in Peh and Pah’s office as they explained your options.

There wasn’t much to rent, and buying wasn’t an option. You’d either need roommates to afford rent or, as you thought, you’d have to move further away from the area you had grown to love over the past five years. Your home. The sanctuary that you had built.

“Basically,” Peh grumbled.

The other original members of Toman knew what you meant to their brothers but, like everyone else, never mentioned it. However, they all respected what had been built between you, knowing that you were what was needed after their lives of turmoil. Even Pah was up to date after some much-needed explanations from Peh.

Draken had been silent the whole meeting, leaning up against the wall behind you and Mitsuya with his hands balled into fists, shoved into his pockets. He watched as your shoulders deflated at the realization that your one Hail Mary had failed.

“What if,” Draken spoke quietly into the somber room, “we all found a place? Together.”

You whirled in your seat, shock written across your face at the suggestion.

Mitsuya hummed in fake contemplation. He and Draken had filtered the idea around last night, only wanting to offer it to you if needed. They knew your independence—how you liked having your own space.

“I do need a bigger studio. I keep running out of room, but I’m not ready to move to a whole building yet,” Mitsuya said as if he was thinking aloud. It wasn’t necessarily a lie. Simply a slightly grandiose version of the truth.

You whirled on Mitsuya next, blindsided by their offer.

“But Inui,” you started as you turned back to Draken. He shrugged.

“The shop is doing well enough that he doesn’t need me to split the cost anymore. Plus, getting away from the guy a little more would be nice. Love him, but….” Draken trailed off with another nonchalant shrug.

They had already discussed this with Pah and Peh, the possibility of moving the three of you into one place. You could afford it, even if they tried to pick up more of the cost. You loved your job— it was your passion. Even if the compensation wasn’t the best at times, you always made it work, and that was one of the things the Twin Dragons admired about you so much.

Your mind was reeling. You could… you all could. But would that complicate things? How would you all navigate such tight quarters with the feelings you all had been avoiding? The sealed lid you kept on your feelings for both men slowly unraveled, the stitches fraying from years of being overstuffed with everything you felt.

Mitsuya looked at Pah and Peh. “Give us a minute?”

Both men quickly exited the room, mumbling something about needing to look at other paperwork anyways.

Draken approached you both, hands still in his pockets. He loomed over you, looking down at you with his eyes bouncing between your face and Mitsuya’s.

“This’ll keep you here, sweetheart,” he said uncharacteristically gently. He walks around the chair you sit in and crouches before you, his hands finally coming from his pockets to rest on your knees. The veins in his hands were more prominent than usual from their clenching.

“Stay with us,” he whispered, a soft plea in the words that cracked your heart. Mitsuya looked on, his turn to stay silent. The words coming from Draken would mean more than his own. No jealousy came with that thought— it was just fact. Draken expressing his need for you in the only way he knew how to would be more powerful than Mitsuya saying the exact same thing. You looked at Mitsuya, and that brilliant smile spread across his face, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

The part of you that feared what this would mean was won out by your need to keep things the same. The knife slowly tipped sideways as you took your phone from your pocket and emailed your landlord.

This is my 30-day notice to vacate.

Draken and Mitsuya deposited your boxes and bed in the primary room, saying something about how you needed the room with the bathroom connected for your privacy against your insistence that Mitsuya needed the space for his work. Mitsuya waved you off, stating he would claim the office as his own, and that was the end of the discussion.

Somehow, Pah and Peh had found you a three-bedroom, two-bath with an office and spacious living room a perfect distance from D&D Motors, Mitsuya’s mom's home, and the rest of the prior Toman members. Almost like it was “fate.” By now, you knew better. Mikey had “accidentally” let it slip that they had all been searching for something perfect for you three during the whole debacle. No one in your circle seemed keen on the idea that you would have had to leave them.

You spent the first night in your new home, settled on the floor together, eating takeout.

Weeks passed. Then months. That unspoken tension continued to build, swirling around you, waiting for one of you to fall into the torrent of unspoken feelings. Maybe it was just you reading too much into the situation, hoping for something that couldn’t possibly be true. Perhaps it was just them making sure you didn’t have to leave and nothing more. Why would it be, after so long together and the moments you had shared? For everything to change now, to shift into something that had stopped crossing your mind for so long, could be nothing more than the pipedream of your unrequited feelings. What was the possibility of being with them and asking them to share you?

But you couldn’t deny the attraction to them. You couldn’t resist how Draken would pull you into him after a long day, securing you against his side as you watched a movie. You never stopped Mitsuya from tucking you into him, resting his chin on the crown of your head while he basked in all the things that were you. They didn’t stop you when you crawled into their beds, seeking comfort from a sleepless night, falling into a dreamless, fitless sleep as either one unconsciously wrapped an arm around your waist and held you to their warmth. Nothing stopped any of you from the lingering touches on each other’s bodies as you went about your days, passing each other, seeing Draken off to work in the morning, or bidding Mitsuya good luck as he shut himself in his office for another day.

Soon, hugs turned into cupped cheeks with kisses pressed to your forehead. Fitting sessions turned into long gazes and unspoken words as Mitsuya used your body for his latest design. Trips to D&D became bringing dinner and riding home on the back of Drakens bike instead of with Mitsuya because you missed him a little extra that day. Soon, the muddied waters of what had been the shut box had become black with the things none of you would admit.

Still, it didn’t stop.

“Are you dating them both?”

You choked on your drink. Hina had called you earlier, asking if you wanted to meet at the little café near her and Takemitchi’s house. She wasted no time in asking the question that had been on everyone’s mind. She had seen the sly kiss Mitsuya had placed against your temple before he left after waving at Hina.

“I…” you said after you could breathe again. “I don’t really have an answer to that.” Although you probably should at this point.

Neither man pressed you for answers. Nor did you to them. Nothing ever went further than what it had all become. However, you knew at times when either would kindly excuse themselves from the room after being close to you for a little too long, gently putting space between your bodies to hide their need for you. They had discussed it in private when you weren’t home, what this all meant, and how to navigate it. Neither one had answers. All they knew was that you belonged with them, no matter what it looked like. If they spent the rest of their lives pining for you, then that’s what they would do; they had agreed.

“No one would care if that’s what you’re worried about. You all have been dancing around your feelings for years,” Hina said. She was always straightforward with you. It was her job as your best friend. “We all just want to see you happy.”

Happy. But you were happy. Weren’t you? You chewed on your bottom lip. Thoughts raced through your mind about what could happen if you let go. If you let yourself feel the frightening and unending extent of what Draken and Mitsuya meant to you. It was an abyss with no end, and you never wanted it to.

“They both care for you a lot.”

You knew that, and you said as much out loud.

“That’s not what worries me. What if it all goes to hell if I let myself go with them?”

Hina placed her chin in her hand and leaned across the table slightly. “Do you want them to be with someone else? It’s been almost six years now. I haven’t seen either one so much as look at another woman the way they look at you. I haven’t seen Draken so content to be around someone since we were teenagers. Mitsuya gravitates to you like you’re the sun in his universe. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve caught him looking for you in a crowded room, and he relaxes as soon as he sees you. Love never looks the same for everyone.”

Love.

A stitch on the box buried within you snapped.

You couldn’t think of them with someone else. The thought churned your insides, making you feel sick. It had never crossed your mind that they might eventually seek someone else out, ready to move into a new phase of their lives. It wasn’t jealousy at the possibility, just an unbridled sadness that sank claws into your heart and refused to let go.

“What do I do?” You whispered the question, knowing the answer. You were afraid to admit it. Afraid to let it all loose and have it come crashing down around you in a torrent of pain and rejection. You knew logically that their actions spoke the opposite of what you were feeling. They could be feeling the effects of whatever this was just as much as you were and were too afraid to bring it up. But what if it was just a comfort to them?

“What if I’m just a placeholder, Hina?”

She giggled, and you cocked an eyebrow at the fit she had.

“Six years is a long time to be a placeholder. I think you know what you need to do. We all support you guys. Take a chance. You never know what will happen.”

The phone only rang once before Mitsuya picked up, and he was back with you before you could buy his and Draken's favorite pastries from the tiny café.

You nervously pushed at your food that night, churned up by your conversation with Hina. If you didn’t do it now, you were worried that you would lose all resolve and never come back to it, content with how things were—intimidated by the unknown.

Mitsuya cleared his throat, and your eyes snapped to his. He tilted his head to the side slightly, his way of wordlessly asking if something was wrong. You sighed heavily and placed your utensils down. Draken peeked up at you, alerted to the shift by the heavy puff of your breath, his dark hair falling into his face, still wet from the quick shower he had taken upon arriving home.

“I think we all need to talk.”

Draken and Mitsuya exchanged a look, knowing what was about to happen.

“I’ll clean up,” Mitsuya said as he rose from the table, reaching for your plate. “Meet you in the living room, ‘kay?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat before standing. Draken held out one of his hands, quickly lacing your fingers together and engulfing your smaller hand in his. His palms were sweaty as he led you to the couch, where you plopped down. He sat in front of you on the floor between your legs and craned his neck back to look at you. You knew what he wanted.

Your hand carded through his hair, and his eyes fluttered shut as he felt your fingers drag against his skin. He always loved when you’d play with his hair when it was down. Something about the movements felt intimate to him.

“Everything is going to change. Isn’t it?” You asked softly, breaking the stillness in the room.

“Not if you don’t want it to, but on some level, if this is going where Draken and I think it is, yes. On some level, it will,” Mitsuya answered as he entered the room, taking a spot next to you on the couch, leaning his back against the armrest, and crossing his arms across his chest. He was tense. Eyes full of something that resembled worry.

“I feel like you guys have been waiting for this conversation to happen for a while.”

“Not so much waiting as hopin’ maybe one day it would happen,” Draken supplied, eyes still shut. He used the excuse of your hands in his hair to avoid looking at you. He knew if he did, any resolve he had built would crumble. His walls he had spent so long refusing to scale, seemed crumbling moment by moment. He had waited so long for this to potentially happen that it felt like a dream. He anticipated waking up at any moment, once again disappointed that he would have to go another day without calling you his.

“What are we doing here, guys?” You forced the question out after a pregnant pause, hoping one of them would be the one to break it. Your hand glided through Drakens hair that was as dark as the ocean you found yourself in.

“We’re simply three people living a very complex life together. None of us want to disrupt the peace we have managed to find. I’m gonna be honest with you, though, Princess,” Mitsuya said, leaning forward. “I don’t want to live like this anymore.”

Your heart sank at the words. You didn’t think your heart would instantly shatter at the words you had dreaded. Had you let things go for too long? Had you spent so long denying the way you felt that any chance of saving your relationships was about to go out the window?

Draken opened his eyes as your hands stilled in his hair. Your eyes were lined with tears as your brain went to the darkest place it could find quicker than either could rip you back from falling into it.

“We don’t want to keep dancin’ around how we feel, sweetheart,” Drakens low timber reverberated around the room.

You looked down at him; it was the first time Draken truly let his walls shatter. You saw it in his eyes, how he felt for you, and the words he couldn’t quite find a way to say. It was all there, hidden in the depths of the swirling blackness that you recognized all too well, as if the depthless abyss you found yourself in at times was him surrounding you. The trickles of light that poked through being Mitsuya. You looked to the other man, and a sad smile worked its way across his delicate features.

They took your breath away, these men. Each time you looked at them, it was a reminder of how beautiful they both were, from soul to body. Years they had spent by your side, supporting you, fighting for you. Watching and cheering you on as you chase your goals. They had held your hand through the most challenging times and walked beside you, always present. And they knew you had done the same, a steady constant in their lives that they could reach for when they needed you.

“We know you feel the same, beautiful,” Draken admitted. “Six years is a long time to keep your feelings pushed down.” Your hand carded through his hair once more, a quiet answer to his confession as much as it was one. Because if they knew the depth of what you felt for them, for them both, then that was Drakens way of admitting he understood.

“What does it look like? How can I ask you to share me and be with you both? And what do we tell other people when they ask? At least now an easy “it’s complicated” seems to be enough to stop people from prying,” The questions spilled out of your mouth too quickly, and Mitsuya reached for one of your hands, gripping it tightly.

“Nothing about what we call ourselves or how to respond to people matters. If someone has a way they feel about it, they can keep it to themselves. So we are the only three that matter. And as far as sharing you goes,” a mirthless smirk crept across Mitsuya’s face, and you felt your cheeks flush. “Draken and I are brothers. We’ve been through too much together to let jealousy break us apart. But there would be none if that’s what you’re fear. I’ve watched as he held you for years, and it’s always settled something in me, knowing that you both were happy with each other.”

“Every time Takashi kisses your head, do you know how you sigh and lean into his touch?” Draken asks as he turns between your legs, kneeling before you. Something about the image of Draken knelt between your legs stirred something in you—the stoic, strong, unrelenting man, putting himself in front of you, offering up himself. “I’ve watched it hundreds of times. Each time it puts a tiny smile on your face. Belongin’ to both of us doesn’t mean anything other than that we are both yours.”

You sucked in a shaky breath as a tear slipped from your eyes. Draken caught it before it could fall from your cheek, and you leaned into the touch. A warmth bloomed in his chest at the motion, little sparks of electricity shooting up his arm at the contact.

“I’ve spent so long keeping it all in check. Refusing to get between you two out of fear. I would never be the reason something comes between you.”

“You’d be the best thing to come between us,” Mitsuya responded quickly. It was something he had thought for years after concluding that he would be okay with sharing you with Draken. No other man was good enough to touch you. None other would be worthy enough to run his hands down your soft skin and hear your bubbling laugh.

“Lemme kiss you,” Draken whispered, his dark eyes darting between your lips and your eyes. Even if it was once and you realized you couldn’t do it. He would be content for the rest of his life knowing he could taste your lips for a fleeting moment if that were all he was granted. Your tongue poked out between your lips, running along them before you gently bit your lower one. Draken watched each movement, suppressing a groan at the innocent motion. You glanced at Mitsuya, and he nodded. You nodded, and Draken slowly rose onto his knees, placing his hands beside your thighs on the couch before invading your space. The air between you grew thick with each slow movement, giving you time to reconsider and turn away.

But you didn’t.

With each inch he closed between you, your resolve grew. You wanted to feel his lips against yours. Would they be soft? Would he taste sweet? Or would they be brash and overwhelming like the rest of him in an oh-so-good way? The first touch of his lips to yours was gentle, testing, and teasing—a ghost of a kiss that had you chasing him as he pulled away to gauge your reaction. You reached up and cupped his cheek, pulling him back to you. The kiss was unhurried as he pressed his lips against yours, and you lost yourself in the feeling.

It was as if the gates you had sealed yourself behind unlocked at the sensation. He was the key that allowed you to let go and be free. You slotted your lips further against his, darting your tongue out between you and running it along his bottom lip, requesting permission. Draken groaned into the kiss, one calloused hand slipping to your thigh, dragging against your bare skin. His skin against yours set you on fire.

The kiss deepened quickly—tongue dancing with tongue. Teeth bumping as you couldn’t get enough of each other. A fog in your brain promptly settled nothing but the man in front of you breaking through until you felt a hand on your cheek, breaking you away from Draken, and a different set of lips was pressed against yours. Mitsuya was different from Draken. Where Draken took Mitsuya gave. Where Draken devoured, Mitsuya allowed you to lead. He was sweet when Draken tasted of spice. The contrast between the two truly showed just how much they completed each other.

Your body became aware, every nerve firing simultaneously as Drakens lips met the sensitive skin of your throat, kissing and biting before sucking little marks, marking you as his. He pulled back to look at the marks before pressing closer to you for more, unable to get enough of you now that he could finally touch you the way he had been aching. You didn’t know how you wound up in Mitsuya’s lap with Draken pressed against your back, still kneeling on the floor.

You were turned once more, Drakens hand cupping your jaw as he pulled your lips back to his, eager to taste you again. He pushed closer against your back, trying to get as much contact with you as possible, and you gasped slightly into the kiss as you felt his erection push against you.

“Ignore it,” he said in between kisses.

Mitsuya leaned forward to place kisses against your collarbones and neck, leaving his marks against your overly hot flesh. You were overwhelmed by them. They were everywhere. Their hands roamed over your body, leaving nothing untouched as they began to learn you in different ways.

You didn’t want to ignore it. Mistuya had kept you low enough on his lap that if he was feeling the same as Draken, you couldn’t tell. You wanted to give in to the urges you had for years, fingering yourself in the shower or bed, biting down on anything you could to keep your moans from spilling into the hallway and alerting them to what you were doing. You needed to feel their flesh against your own with no clothes between you.

You reached your hand behind you and gently rubbed it over Draken’s hard cock, and his hips instantly bucked into your hand.

“Fuck,” he let out a strangled moan at the feeling. How often had he dreamt of this? Your hand pressed against him, stroking him to completion, letting his cum spill into your hand that he knew wouldn’t wrap entirely around his girth.

“Want us to make you feel good, princess?” Mitsuya spoke against the hollow of your ear before nipping your lobe. Your whine against Draken’s lip was the only answer you could provide as he deepened your kiss. Everything they did had you pulsing with need. So long of ignoring how they would send your body into overdrive with a simple touch culminating into this moment when you could finally let go. This feeling was the one you had been missing for so long. And it felt right. To be with them. To have them against you like this. It was the feeling of being so touch-starved for something so magnetic being fulfilled in the way it needed.

You broke from the kiss, sucking down desperate gulps of air. Taking a chance, you pushed your hips against Mitsuya, moaning as the pressure building between your thighs was relieved for a split second, causing the man under you to groan at the sweet sound and friction. He was going to lose himself in you. He did everything he could to keep himself from cumming at the slightest touch. You probably wouldn’t believe it if he told you, but neither man had touched another woman since you came into their lives. Mitsuya gripped your hips tightly, pushing and pulling you along his clothed cock, your foreheads pressed together, breathing mingling as you both panted. Even like this, with the delicious drag of your cunt against him, your orgasm was building. You whimpered as Mitsuya stopped and pulled you off his lap suddenly, having noticed Draken pull away and motion for him to stand you up.

“What?” You said breathlessly and were quickly answered by Draken pulling off your shorts and panties, tapping you lightly on the thigh to encourage you to step out of them. Your arousal dripped down your thighs, unrestricted by the lack of clothing. He ran a finger through your folds, and your hips twitched as his long, thick finger eagerly sunk into your pussy.

“So fuckin’ wet,” Draken watched from behind as his finger sunk in and out of your sloppy cunt. Your moans filled the room, and you ground yourself against his hand, looking for more, more, more.

Draken’s finger pulled from your core, and you grunted in frustration, once again denied of your pleasure. You should have known they would both be teases. Draken laid on his back under you, quickly pulling you down to your knees and positioning you over his mouth, encouraging you to sit. The first swipe of his tongue against you had you seeing stars. Mitsuya lurched forward, once again capturing your lips and swallowing your moans.

“You taste so fuckin’ good, princess,” Draken’s voice was muffled between your thighs.

Mitsuya sat back again, a string of saliva connecting you both before it broke, and he wiped it off your chin with a swipe of his thumb. Your eyes were already glossy, lust-blown pupils joining with his own. The lavender of his iris’ was engulfed in darkness as he watched your face contort, and your mouth dropped over at the pleasure Draken was wringing from your body. You reached forward and pulled at his sweats, eager to taste him and feel him heavy against your tongue.

That smirk returned as he lifted his hips and pushed his sweats and boxers down enough to free his aching cock. The tip was leaking precum, and you instantly leaned forward, licking it from his slit before wrapping your lips around his head and taking him into the hot cavern of your mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” Mitsuya bucked up into your mouth. “Slow— fuck, fuck— slow down, beautiful. You’re gonna make me cum if you keep going like that. God damn, you’re so fucking good.” Mitsuya swept your hair from your face, watching as you looked up at him through your lashes, moaning each time his cock disappeared between your lips. Your moans were muffled around him, and each vibration rocketed him towards the edge quicker and quicker.

Draken’s tongue dipped in and out of your pussy before he locked his lips around your clit and sucked, pulling the bud into his mouth, his tongue flicking over it before he would let go and repeat the process. Your hips ground against his face shamelessly, chasing your high, and Draken was more than willing to get you there. Your taste was sweet. Sweeter than he could have ever imagined—he wanted more. He wanted to feel more of your cunt pulsing around his tongue and hear more of your sweet moans. He wanted to hear you scream as you came on his face, riding out your high, bucking your hips as you came down. It was a sound he was growing addicted to quickly. He dipped his tongue back into you, moving his face side to side as his nose bumped against your clit, giving you the stimulation you craved. Your muffled moans grew around Mitsuya’s cock as Draken worked your pussy like an expert.

Your hand wrapped around Mitsuya’s cock as you popped him from your lips, the sloppy way you were sucking his cock giving you more than enough to stroke him from base to tip as you focused on chasing your orgasm, too overwhelmed to keep sucking him. Which he wasn’t against. He didn’t want to cum down your throat. He wanted to feel your pussy around him when you made him cum with your body for the first time. He had been dangerously close, panting and throwing his head back as his eyes rolled, losing focus as he felt you bob on his cock. It was the best he had ever felt, the years of knowing each other somehow translating into the knowledge of knowing what he liked.

“Ken, fuck. Ken, don’t stop. Please, please, please,” your begging was sobbed and broken. So close to your orgasm that you could feel it teetering on edge; one final flick of his tongue against your clit, and you were gone. Your orgasm exploded from your body with a loud scream of the man's name who brought you to it leaving your lips, and he drank down every ounce of your release, groaning at the taste and bucking his hips into the air. He almost came from the sound of his name leaving your mouth. Your legs shook on either side of his head, constricting tightly until he tapped your thigh again, and you shakingly forced them open, allowing him to shimmy out from under you and sit up.

“You did so fuckin’ good for me, baby,” Draken kissed at your neck before starting to pull your shirt, one he realized was his with a little bit of pride, over your head, quickly unhooking your bra. You smiled at the praise, slowly coming down from the earth-shattering orgasm. Mitsuya’s tongue poked out between his lips as he saw your tits, perfect in every way. He reached up and cupped one, loving how it fits in his hand. He rolled your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pulling it to a taught peak before letting go. You moaned, the slight motion building into overstimulation.

They rubbed their hands over your body, exploring your curves as your breathing returned to normal. Mitsuya grabbed your sides when your eyes opened and locked with his. He needed you. He needed to feel you wrapped around him. He had managed to calm down enough, determined to get you to cum before he did. He quickly lifted you and placed you back in his lap before wrapping his hand around the base of his cock and rubbing it through your soaked folds. His tip caught on your clit as he did, collecting the wetness before slowly pulling you down on him.

He looked down to where you were connected, mouth agape as he took in the sight of his cock disappearing into your drenched pussy. His cock was big, longer than girth, but he knew the sting of the stretch was there as he glanced back up at your face, and your eyebrows were pinched together. You both moaned when you were fully seated on him.

“Oh my god, Taka,” your voice was breathy as you spoke. “You feel so good.”

He was curved enough that as he gave gentle thrusts into you, you could feel him drag against the sensitive spot tucked against your walls. Each time he did, you relaxed until he could move more freely. Mitsuya angled his hips just enough so that each time he pulled you up and down, the head of his cock would bully that spot over and over.

“More, Takashi.” His name was a prayer on your lips. His eyes slid shut as he thrust into you, matching each drop of your hips. Your thumb pulled on his chin, forcing him to look at you again.

“Don’t close ‘em. Wanna see as you fuck me.”

“Holy shit,” Mitsuya breathed, his hips stuttering at your words.

The couch sank as Draken took up Mitsuya’s original spot, slowly stroking his now-freed cock as he watched. He was mesmerized by the way your tits bounced with each pound Mitsuya pushed into your body. The sound of skin-on-skin mixes with the collective grunts and moans filling the room.

“Play with her tits, Mitsuya.”

Mitsuya instantly complied, returning to his earlier motions of pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers. His mouth latched onto the other, biting gently and sucking it into a taught peak before letting go to blow cold air over it. Mitsuya could feel your pussy pulsing as he pushed you to another orgasm, gripping and tightening around his cock as he bullied his way in.

“You’re so tight,” he said, pulling your breast back into his mouth, moaning against the skin. “Gonna make me cum. Fuck, I’m gonna cum. C’mon, baby. C’mon. C’mon.”

Mitsuya’s hand snaked between your bodies, pushing his thumb to your clit and rubbing tight circles into it. Your legs trembled as he did. You felt the fiery building sensation as you neared another high, uncaring as your moans grew in volume, too lost in how you felt. Everything Mitsuya did to your body was rushing you towards the edge, every kiss and snap of his hips enough to clear your mind and fuck you until all that was left was him. The twitch of his cock and the falter in the rhythm of his hips were the signs of his impending release.

“Gonna cum, Takashi. Cum in me, please, please. Wanna feel your cum.”

“Fuuuck,” the word was drawn out from Draken, and he gripped the base of his cock, fending off the orgasm that threatened to spurt from him at your words.

Mitsuya’s hips stuttered once more, and his eyes met your glazed-over ones as he pulled you down once, twice, three times more, and your pussy pulsed hard, wrapping him in a vice as you came, sending him over the edge as you milked him for all he was worth. Each spurt of cum was pushed into you with a twitching thrust of his hips, forcing it deep into you. Each time a moan was ripped from the back of his throat, guttural and deep.

You collapsed against him, chest to chest, while you both panted. Not pulling in oxygen quickly enough to replace what you were losing. Mitsuya cupped your cheek, pressing gentle kisses against your lips, and you moaned gently into him. He slowly pulled you off his softening cock with a whimpering moan, unashamed of the sound that left him. He watched his cum leak from your abused cunt and down your thigh. Your body was like jelly as he handed you to Draken, who was waiting, cock rock hard and begging to be buried in you.

You hummed gently, lifting a hand and carding it through your next new lover's hair. His eyes were soft as he assessed you, looking for any signs of discomfort.

“Hey, handsome.”

“Think you can go one more, baby?” Draken gently kissed your jaw, continuing down your neck and back up before slowly locking his lips with yours. He knew your body was worked over. He had waited this long. But, if he needed to wait longer, he gladly would. You reached between you and gripped his cock, pumping once before running your finger over the tip, collecting the precum, and stroking him again. Draken hissed at the contact between his teeth, a sharp intake of air.

Mitsuya chuckled from behind you. “Think that means she’s ready.”

Draken let you line his cock up with your entrance, and you slowly sank down, whimpering at the feel of him, at the stretch that knocked the breath from your lungs. He was bigger than Mitsuya, and you were thankful for the two orgasms they coaxed you to.

“Take it slow, baby,” Draken said through gritted teeth. “So fucking tight.”

Mitsuya hummed in agreement. Watching as you sank yourself down. Watching your back muscles flex and twitch as you took Draken into your core was intoxicating. Your arms wrapped around the corded muscles of his neck, and you leaned forward, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. It was art, the way he observed you. If he could draw this moment, capture how you looked now, pressed against Draken’s body as his hands flexed on your hips, grounding himself to this universe, he would.

Draken resisted every urge to thrust himself up into you or pin you to the couch and push your legs to your chest to pound into your tight cunt relentlessly. He wanted you to have this moment. To let you give yourself to him in your way and your time. It was a level of control he could offer you as you bared yourself to him. Draken wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you impossibly close. He gave a testing thrust of his hips upwards, and you met the motion with a roll of your hips. You pushed up on your knees, and Draken planted his feet on the couch, allowing himself the leverage to thrust up into your gushing pussy. Each time the sloppy sounds of your slick mixed with Mitsuya’s cum spurred him on more.

You could tell he was holding back. His arms trembled with restraint, and each grunt against the skin of your neck was strained, rumbling from deep within his chest. Your hand tangled in the hair at the base of his neck, and you gripped tightly, pulling back with a yank. He gasped, his eyes turning feral.

“Stop holding back, Draken.”

A growl burst from his chest, and Mitsuya was moving before either of you, anticipating Draken's movement as he slammed your back onto the couch, capturing your hand between one of his and pinning them above your head. Draken slotted himself back between your thighs, slamming his cock back into you, going deeper than you had ever anticipated. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he started roughly pulling back and sinking into you with a sharp slap of his hips. You hooked a leg around his lower back, angling your hips to allow him to bump up against your g-spot. Tears gathered on your lash line with each thrust. Each choked moan only spurred Draken on as he drank in the sight of you below him, utterly pliant in his hands.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl. Taking our cocks so well,” Drakens words fell from his lips mindlessly, unable to hold them back any longer. “Want me to fill you up, baby? Wanna feel my cum in there with Takashi’s and watch it drip outta your pretty cunt. Our pretty cunt.”

His words were music to your ears, bouncing around in your empty head and filling it with the image of what he described. You never wanted anything more. To be marked by these two men, pumped full of their cum, staking the claim on you that they had spent so many years imagining.

Mitsuya’s eyes were glued to your face, and he resisted the urge to stroke his cock as it twitched to life once more. He watched as your moans grew into silent screams, unable to let out anything more than gasps of air each time Drakens hips slammed against yours. He watched as your eyes rolled back once more and your chest arched off the couch, and your legs shook, quickly realizing these were the signs that you were about to cum. The sharp intake of breath from Draken confirmed as your pussy gripped him tighter, sucking him in deeper, begging for more, more, more, just as your vision whited out and you came with a muted cry.

“Fuck. That’s it, sweetheart. So. Fucking. Tight.” Every word was accentuated with a thrust, coaxing you through your high until he finally stilled, body shaking as he let go, letting his orgasm ripple up his back. Spurt after spurt of hot cum emptied into you, stuffing you impossibly full. Draken pushed his forehead to yours, rubbing at your wrists where he held them as he panted, eyes shut and hair sticking to his face. He gently eased out of you once his cock had softened, and the mixture of your, his, and Mitsuya’s cum leaked from your abused hole. He ran two fingers through it, pushing it back in, smirking as you whimpered at the touch.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Mitsuya lamented beside you as he tapped Draken’s shoulder with a cold water bottle. You didn’t know when he had disappeared and returned just as quickly. His sweats were back in their place, and his shirt was gone. You took a moment to soak in the sight while Draken pulled you up and into his lap, holding you close against his sweat-slick body. Mitsuya opened the top of your water bottle and handed it to you. The cold liquid was a balm to your horde throat, raw and overused from the screams and moans.

“You did so well, Princess,” Mitsuya said against the crown of your head as he pressed his lips to it.

Draken grunted in agreement, tucking his head into the crook of your neck. Your scent was a mix of your own and theirs now. In a primal way, some part of him preened at the smell.

You were finally theirs.

Draken had never been so sure of something in his life that this was how it was meant to be.

Mitsuya held your hand tightly as you walked down the street, heading toward D&D Motors. Mikey had called your boyfriend earlier, a giggle in his voice as he asked you to meet him at the shop. Mitsuya had rolled his eyes when the call ended, unphased by Mikey’s antics and dreading what he could be planning. Draken had also gotten the call, annoyed that he would be going into the shop on his day off.

You glanced down at your phone as it buzzed in your freehand.

“Oh, Draken just got there. He said he’s going to wait for us out front.”

You turned the corner a few moments later and skipped a little as you saw Draken standing there, hands tucked tightly into his pockets. Mitsuya let your hand slip from his as you rushed forward, flinging yourself into the bigger man's arms, and he oofed as he steadied himself with a step back at your force.

“Hey, baby. Miss me?”

You pressed a kiss to his lips as you nodded. He had been out running errands all morning, picking up parts for customers, and visiting other shops in the area.

“What does Mikey have planned?”

Draken rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around your shoulders as Mitsuya finally closed the distance between you at his leisure pace. “Hell only knows with him.”

The bell over the door jingled as Draken pushed it open. The shop was dark as you entered and looked around. You did see anyone.

“Yo! Mikey!” Draken called into the shop.

“Back here, Ken-chin!” His best friend yelled back from where all the parks were parked. Mitsuya cocked an eyebrow at you both before leading the way.

You all pulled to a stop when you saw all your friends crowded into the area and a banned over their heads that read, “It’s About Damn Time!”

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holding you at gun point to write smth abt draken with this <3 (bonus points if daddy kink bc daddy issues go brrrrr)

ohhhhh my first tr writing on this blog lets gooooooooo

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, cheating, vaginal sex, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, spit.

words: 1.1k

“Fuck—” you moan, feeling the impact of being slammed against the wall by Draken before he suffocates you as his lips encase yours. He’s so touchy, always has been, though things might have gone a tad too far this time. “K-Kenny, maybe we shouldn’t—”

“Sh, baby.” he interrupts, kissing you again before he trails his lips lovingly along your jawline and gropes your breast as he starts suck kisses into your neck.

“What about Mi- What about Manjiro?” you gasp, angling your neck to give him better access to you. You suppose you aren’t truly thinking about Manjiro at all. “He’ll be s-so mad at you, and me, Kenny, we shouldn’t be doing this.”

He silences you as he lifts you fully into his hold, your legs wrap around his waist and you capture him in another kiss. You can feel how hard he is, even through his jeans. And his moans, God, his fucking moans are spellbinding. You’d happily face Mikey’s wrath if it meant you can listen to Draken grunt and groan like this for you whenever you please.

“Fuck Mikey,” Draken tells you, his voice dropping a few octaves as he drops you down onto your mattress below. “I saw you first, y’know. Knew you were meant to be mine the moment I saw ya. And he fucking—” he stops himself, climbing on top of you and caging you beneath him.

Desperate hands reach and grab to hold him in any capacity. But he pulls away to yank down your panties. Although, his frenzied hands are too impatient, ripping them apart with ease.

You sit upright to chase him, eager to kiss him once more. He breaks it to throw his shirt over his head into a crumpled pile at the foot of your bed. He watches you, huffing excitedly as you undo his belt and pull down his zipper.

He grabs your chin, jerking your gaze upwards so that your needy, shimmering eyes answer the question of just how much you want him. Or, rather, need him. They’re glittering with want and he doesn’t think he’s ever seen a prettier pair of eyes.

You break the stare, your head drooping as you pull down his jeans and underwear in the same eager motion.

You’re almost salivating when you see his cock for the first time. Oh, he’s perfect. His leaking cockhead is flushed beautifully as he aches for you. He’s so messy, so beautiful. And it’s all for you. He smirks upon seeing a little bit of drool form on the corner of your slack jawed mouth. He wipes it, softly, before pushing you onto your back.

“You’re fucking soaked…” he laughs softly, pushing two fingers into your tight heat and scissoring you open briefly. His hands, you’ve never failed to notice, are massive. They’re veiny and intimidating, his fingers curl deep in your walls. And they venture deep enough to have you screaming as he finds your g-spot. “I can’t wait anymore, baby, I’m sorry… hope that was enough for ya.” he warns you, pulling out his fingers and lining up his cockhead with your wet hole.

“Unff, f-fuck, Kenny…” you mewl, nails clawing into his muscular back as he splits you open on his length.

“Fuuuuuck me, baby.” he chuckles shallowly, slotting himself inside fully until he has no length left to give. And he fucks you, slow but deep. Skin slapping against skin filling the room you sleep in, usually, beside Mikey. “Your pussy’s made for me, can feel it…” he tells you, kissing you right after.

“Wanna be d-daddy shaped, p-please, fuck me hard.” you tell him. Black eyes widen with lust and adoration after hearing you speak so salaciously. A large hand frames the lower half of your face, squeezing your cheeks until your lips pucker for him. And he can’t help himself, he can’t fucking control himself. You see his mouth contort and then you’re hit with a glob of saliva, his spit landing perfectly between your lips and slithering onto your tongue.

“Swallow it, baby, g-good girl…” he struggles to keep his composure as he fucks into you. You are a good girl. So obedient, so fucking perfect. And the moan that leaves him is almost angelic as he watches you swallow his spit so beautifully. “This is daddy’s pussy, yeah? Gonna let me fuck this little cunt as much as I want, aren’t you? Until you’re fuckin’ mine.” he speaks, knowing in reality it makes no sense. You’re already his, in his mind.

Consequences be damned.

You wrap your arms around his body, holding him close as he pounds into you. You know you have to be quick about this, Manjiro could be home at any minute. But you can’t stop before you’re satisfied. Before you’re done. Before you’re fucking ready. He rests his forehead against yours for a moment as he lets himself enjoy the moment, fully.

And you practically feel his cock twitch when he pulls away to look into your pathetic wet eyes. Are you really going to cry from the pleasure? Is he making you feel that good?

“P-Put a baby in me, daddy?” you blink up at him so fucking innocently. Are you serious? Have you forgotten who you’re meant to be committed to and that you’re not meant to be doing this right now? Draken isn’t sure he heard you right. Not until you repeat it with a broken whisper and little please please please’s spilling from your lips with each thrust.

He doesn’t think he’s ever cum so fast in his life. Fractured moans fighting their way out of his lungs as he fucks his cum hard and deep into your unprotected womb.

“Fuck, I’m sorry…” he apologies, he’d had no intention of cumming that quickly. “’m not done with you.” he promises, pushing one of your knees into your chest before searching for your aching clit as you make out nastily.

Tongues and moans dizzying your brain with each swipe of his fingers.

You hope Manjiro won’t be home anytime soon.

Because you can’t get enough of his best friend.

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itsruki · 20 days

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I have thoughts/ headcanons:

I think hanma is a cherry chaiser 🍒. he gives me off the vibe, as someone who would get off on corrupting an inexperienced girl.

I think mikey is a top/dom and has insane stamina when he has sex and won't stop until complete exhaustion and then turn into a little cuddle baby. I think once he is overstimulated he turns into a little, needy baby.

I think kazutora is scared to hurt you so he always keeps his strength in check but once you ask him to ruin you, girl, he will do that and for very VERY long.

I think that mitzuya would take his sweet time eating you out. he wouldn't even start touching you in any other way, before you didn't cum at least 3 times on his mouth.

I think that Draken would turn into a man-whore after Emma dies until he finds you. it will take him a while to stop having sex with random women but he is up front about it to you. he doesn't want to lie.

(and I am 100% sure that this man is HUGE down there.)

I think Wakasa loves brats. I am 100% sure that this man gets off on breaking the spirit of brats and taming them to submission.

I think that sanzu has a secret kink about girls worshipping his scars. I am so sure that when you kiss and/or lick his scars, he will moan so sweet.

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 2 months

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Draken loves to shower with you. He enjoys reciprocated hair washings and body washings. He will rinse your hair carefully so he doesn't get shampoo/conditioner in your eyes because he hates that so he's very mindful about it. Yes, he's only human - as are you - so you can definitely expect things to get a little heated when you're already under the hot water. Let's talk about the scar on his abdomen. You lick that. A. LOT.

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toji-girl · 2 months

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k. ryuguji

tags: 18+ only content - mdni + fem reader + explicit smut + all porn no plot + fingering + finger sucking + begging + pet names + nipple sucking + I want him carnally dlkfkgjet + repost from an ask on my old blog

Every day at the same time you never failed to show up to Draken's shop bearing a bag filled with food and something for your boyfriend to drink, it was a sight to be seen because he was the one used to taking care of others.

He loved to see you walk over to him with a soft smile. "Break time." You announced and watched as he sat his tools down thankful for the break and the chance to get to see you all dolled up for him.

"What did I do to deserve someone so sweet like you?" Draken asked pulling off his oily coveralls before washing his hands as you followed him to the break room like a puppy with a shrug of your shoulders.

You opted to lean against the table as he settled on the couch across from you. "Is Inupi around?" You questioned and watched as he dug into the food with a soft groan at the taste, another thing he loves.

Draken shook his head and popped the top of his drink to take a swig of it. "He had to go somewhere for something but should be back soon, why? There another reason why my princess came?" He asked.

Your cheeks flushed with warmth as you shrugged again and sauntered over to him sinking into his lap to take the box from his hands and feed him. "Maybe, this morning you left me all alone in bed needy for you after rubbing on me like that." You pouted.

"Oh, you poor thing. I was a tease, wasn't I?" He asked with a grin as he let his large hands wander over your clothes watching the way you shuddered under this touch, your lips pulled into a pout.

You ground your hips down against him when one hand slipped under your shirt. "So needy for me aren't you? It's so cute, always needing your sweet pussy stuffed with something." He cooed.

Draken was slow and meticulous as he picked you apart and he loved how you fell for his plan like a victim caught up in a spider's web. It was easy to get you riled up and get you where he needed you to be.

He watched you tilt your head back and curl your fingers into his shirt as you sat so prettily in his lap. His free hand tucked the bottom hem of your skirt into the waistband to see your bare pussy on display.

You heard him click his tongue as he grazed two fingertips over your cunt gathering the slick before he rubbed it along your lips. "No panties? So naughty." He teased and barely dipped his finger inside.

"Stay still for me princess, can you do that?" Draken asked, his eyes focused on your face as you nodded and stopped all movement even though you wanted to roll your hips, your clit throbbed under his thumb.

He loved to hear you whine his name, glossy lips parted to chant over and over about how you want to cum and how mean he is. “Keep struggling like that and I’m not going to give you what you want.” He commanded in a low tone when you bucked your hips into his touch.

Your eyes popped open wide like saucers at his command. "But - " He lifted a finger to your mouth pressing it against your sticky lips to stop the protest from spilling. "But nothing, good girls get what they want." He told you with a smirk.

You were about to roll your eyes when he thrust his middle and index finger inside your wet aching cunt, the stretch was pleasurable and given how long they were they always hit the right spot. "What was that?" He asked tugging your tank top down to bare your tits to him.

Draken wrapped his lips around your nipple knowing how bad you wanted to fuck his fingers but instead, you sat still and let him finger fuck you while taking his sweet time laving your nipples with kitten kisses and licks before suckling them into his warm mouth.

He watched you fall apart in his lap while listening to the wet squelching of your pussy taking his fingers so wonderfully. Everything about him was big and he loved how you took him well.

Your pussy fluttered around his fingers when his thumb brushed along your clit, his mouth ascending to your collarbones and shoulders when you leaned more into him. "So close! Draken!"

It never really took him long to get you squirting in his lap between his soft kisses and the way he hooked his fingers up to press against your g-spot you were utterly boneless after he was done with you.

"See. What did I tell you? Good girls get what they want." He told you with another grin as you nuzzled into his neck soaking up the time with him before he had to return back to work.

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okw2ka · 2 years

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MY FAVOURITES AS MY KINKS.

praise and size kink.

+ “feels so good baby fuck” he moans, watching as he attempts to push his fat cock in your weeping cunt. “t-too big!” he chuckles at your cry - he barely has half of it in and yet he was here wiping your tears away. “‘s okay princess don’t cry...” he smiles softly, looking like he was almost losing himself in your perfect face, “look at that, taking it so well for me. gonna give my good girl all of me” he finally, somehow, fits it in and the way you’re clenching around him makes him think that he might cum right there and then. “you feel that?” he refuses to tear his eyes away from the way your lip trembles and your eyebrows knit together in pleasure, watching as he rubs your lower stomach, “y’feel my cock sweet girl? ‘s all for you, all yours” he begins to pump his cock slowly in and out of you, making sure you feel all of him. as he peppers you with kisses and showers you with his pants and groans against your neck, he can’t seem to stop whispering to you one thing “‘m all yours princess all yours”

DRAKEN. mitsuya. chifuyu. shinichiro. kazutora.

degradation and gun kink.

+ “fuuuck keep riding me like that mama you got it” your thighs were starting to get sore but its not really like you had the choice to stop. not with his finger on the trigger of his glock. he toys with it casually, testing where he’d like to aim more - your waist? maybe your chest? he thinks his favourite is how your pussy clenches around him so tightly when you feel the cool metal at your temple, head falling back on his shoulder, begging him to just fuck you. “need me to fuck you huh? i guess that’s my fault for spoiling you so much” he sighs and you think you hear the cocking of his gun as one of his arms comes around your back to hold you close to him. you drool as he fucks up into you, your cries synchronized to his thrusts. “dumb slut can’t ride me for shit,” he manages his teeth, the feeling of your tight cunt almost too overwhelming, “gonna beat that pussy black and blue baby fuck” you can hardly answer. he’s barely started and you’re practically brainless on his cock. you can’t even contain your sobs when he hits that particular spot deep inside you and if you weren’t next to him you wouldn’t have been able to capture his whisper. “you’re so fucking lucky i didn’t pull this trigger princess”

wakasawakasawakasa. baji. RAN.

dumbification and being recorded.

+ “smile baby!” he teases meanly, your brain not even comprehending the words properly. your pussy spasms around his pulsing cock, aching at just the mere sight of your eyes rolling back, dumb on his dick and high off of the camera itself. “can’t believe you’re all mine, isn’t that right?” he groans, like you could even reply. “come on i think i asked you a question,” he says when the only reply he recieves is a choked moan, “who do you belong to angel?” as if there was any doubt you would say anything but his name. you cry out in reply, thighs shaking like the camera capturing your disheveled state as you moan mindlessly, not even able to spit out one word. “aw don’t tell me you’ve already gone dumb on my cock princess?” he makes sure to slow down just so you can feel every single vein and every single part of him. “now tell the camera who fucks you this good baby, who owns this pretty pussy?” he reminds you as he watches your lip trembles and your eyes try their very best not to go cross eyed. “y-you! y’own me!!” you manage to sob, nails digging into the sheets. “that’s right and don’t forget it,” he zooms in on your gushing cunt, so close to cumming, “i’m the only one who’ll make you feel this good. you’re all mine”

wakasa. chifuyu. RAN. rindou.

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maenjiro · 8 months

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whitecoming !!¡ ken ryuguji 𖦹 headcanons

ft. draken x fem!reader

synop + cw: draken and his favorite way of emptying his load i suppose. this is already quite explanatory but yk it has to do with cxm.

there’s nothing kenny loves more than cumming on his girl’s thighs. no matter the place or the position he loves seeing the the thick pearly white adorning the hickeys he left all over your thighs.

so to mention just a few of his fave moments

I. when he’s thigh-fucking you from behind in the shower? yes.

his hands resting on yours on the wall as he’s sliding his hard cock in between your thighs.

no better aftermath than his cum mixing up with the water from the shower dripping down your thighs plus draken leaning against your shoulders and panting. And of course leaving a kiss there.

II. on your bed when he’s fucking you from behind? yes

he’s holding your hips tightly not to lose his balance as you’re both on your knees. he's so focused on moving his hips with a steady peace.

your walls clenching so prettily around him and i know he would thrust so deep right before he's about to cum.

he's waiting for the perfect moment to pull out so he can release on the soft skin of your thighs.

bonus point if you’re in front of a mirror so you can both enjoy the white globs running down your legs.

he would smile because he's so in love with you and that view is his own personal heaven.

also the fuzzy look in your eyes is so cute, it makes him want to fill you up with his cock again. feeling your spongy walls milking him for more. such a pretty girl for him.

III. good ol’ mating press so he can see you arching your back when he strokes his cock to paint your pretty thighs white? most definitely yes.

this man goes hard with the mating press position but that's not what we're here for today.

IV. last but not least when you catch him jerking off and sit on the edge of the bed like a good girl, with your thighs exposed and you let him finish on you.

ken with his eyes closed and head thrown back in pleasure, the hand on his cock gripping so tightly his knuckles turn white as he’s draining himself to the last drop.

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benkeibear · 6 months

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⋆꙳✧༄ Daddy?

❖ Character: Draken

❖ Reader: female | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 1.3k

❖ Summary: You're upset that Draken is late once again but he reminds you just how much Daddy cares for his little brat.

❖ WARNINGS: sub!reader, daddy kink, oral (reader receiving), mentions of spanking and breeding, overstimulation, fingering, dacryphilia

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Draken promised that he'd be home early that day after weeks of staying late at his bike shop and you wanted nothing more but to spend time in your lover's arms. The dinner he ordered earlier was long cold when you got dressed to leave the house, making your way over to the d&d shop. No reaction came from the black haired man when you entered the big glass door which caused you to pout as you approached him, no sign of Inupi around. “You're two hours late” you announced with a sad voice, standing only a few steps behind the man who sat on the ground next to a bike. He flinched upon hearing your sad voice, his gaze flickering to the clock on the wall “fuck I completely lost track of time… let me just-” he mumbled, packing up everything right away but nothing could have prepared for the heartbroken face he faced the moment he turned around. Draken moved with quick strides to close the small distance, strong arms wrapping around you and giving you a sense of much needed comfort - making you feel at home. “Did you forget about me?” You asked, almost a sniffle when you looked up at him with those big doe eyes. A long sigh escaped his lips at your question, pondering on the right words to use he eventually looked down to meet your beautiful eyes “of course not, baby. But I need you to be a little more patient okay? I need to lock up first” he answered softly before pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead but the pout on your face didn't leave. “You could have also finished on time” you mumbled as you left towards the staff room to plop down on the couch there, impatiently waiting for your fiancé to finish up on his tasks.

You should have known better than to speak your mind as you wandered off, Draken appearing in the door soon after you. “You need your daddy so bad you forgot your manners?” the words seethed out of him, making you sink further into the couch, already knowing what's going to happen next. “Answer me” he hissed, fast steps approaching you and all you could do was squeal out a little “yes” before he was on you already, hungry lips devouring yours in a passionate kiss and his tongue slithering into your mouth to easily dominate yours. Your hands greedily pulled on the overall he already shed halfway, his biceps looking even bigger in the tank top he wore under it. Without wasting more time he took a firm grip on your hands, one of his broad hands enough to hold both your wrists tightly “don't make me tie you up” he warned you with a stern look and you immediately stopped pulling on him and letting him undress you. He almost gasped when he saw that you were wearing his favorite lingerie beneath and his mind could only imagine how upset you waited at home for him, all dolled up and he wanted to take mercy on you, he really did. But the way you bickered on the way to the staff room couldn't go unpunished, simply parting your thighs further and pulling your cute lace panties to the side before biting down on your inner thigh once.

You didn't have time to gasp before you started mewling from his tongue gliding through your damp folds and swirling around your bundle of nerves. It was enough to make you think he wouldn't punish you today because you just missed him so much but you were quickly ripped out of your thoughts when you felt his fingers part your folds slightly to give him better access to your sensitive clit. Soft lips were wrapped around your little pearl before he gently sucked on it, tongue repeatedly spelling his own name onto your bundle of nerves until your hands reached for his braided hair, undoing the braids and pulling on it. “So close daddy… don't stop” you whimpered and could feel him smirk against you. Oh he knew how close you were and he didn't plan on stopping any time soon, wanting you to regret being so greedy and pouting when he didn't immediately drop everything for you. Overstimulating you was his form of punishment - the last thing he wanted to do was to lay a hand on you even though he did consider spanking you for running your mouth like that but making you beg for him to stop after desperately wanting his attention sounded more fun to him.

Your first orgasm washed over you with an intense feeling, toes curling and back arching when he slowed down to let you enjoy it as long as possible. Draken’s tongue eagerly lapped up the juices that escaped your core, the taste melting on his tongue and making him want you even more, dick twitching violently in its tight confines when you pulled more on his hair. The only thing to be heard were squeals and whines when he started flicking your clit again, more violent than before because he knew just how sensitive you were and just as you were about to pull him away another wave of pleasure washed over you, moaning chants of “daddy” as it became too much and you slowly understood that this was your punishment.

Two of his thick fingers entered you with ease, your arousal squelching with each knuckle that pushed past your entrance which made you hold your breath. “You needed daddy so much, hm?” Draken teased when he looked up at you, his smirk growing when he saw your eyes brimming with tears “just one more, you can give me one more, yes?” He asked and peppered kisses along your thighs, making you nod unsure but you wanted to make him happy. “That's my good girl” he praised and began eating you out relentlessly in sync with his fingers massaging your sweet spot. The sudden movements of his fingers made your head spin and the knot in your lower abdomen tightened once more, feeling the rough pads push into your g-spot over and over again and when he started gently suckling on your overstimulated clit it was over, the knot snapping. Your third orgasm hit you unexpectedly, a silent scream erupting from you as your legs tried to close around your lover's head, yet he didn't slow down. Wet tears ran over your cheeks as the orgasm dragged on to a point where it was almost painful but just then he slowed down, allowing you to relax and to calm down as you panted, pathetically wiping the tears from your eyes but they just wouldn't stop coming until he scooped you up into his arms, his large frame looming over you. “Shh it's okay, you did so great for me. My good girl” he cooed, one warm hand cupping your cheek so he could kiss you so lovingly.

The taste of your own arousal started melting on your tongue, taking your mind off the way his heavy cock pressed against your entrance, whining loudly when his vast shaft split you apart, panicked eyes looking for his “you can give daddy one more, hm?” He cooed and his hips thrusted into you so gently it felt like heaven so you nodded “everything for my daddy” you mumbled, losing your mind with each gentle thrust until you were nothing but a babbling mess wrapped around his cock. “That's my pretty baby. Taking me so well” he groaned, lips latching onto your neck as he picked up the pace, mindful to your reactions but the way your cunt fluttered around him let him knew that your fucked out brain wanted nothing more than to be filled up with daddy's hot cum.

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arlerts-angel · 4 months

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a thought about draken:

growing up in a brothel, he was surrounded by sex.

which makes me think he wanted his first experience with sex to be something meaningful because he was brought up around it being sort of meaningless.

he wanted it to be special; with someone he cared about.

so when you came around and he started falling slowly for you, it further solidified his desire for his first time having sex to be intimate more than anything.

and that's exactly what it was. your first time with draken was nothing short of intimate. he made sure to tell you how beautiful you were, how much he cared for you, and that you felt comfortable and okay with everything that was sure to transpire.

he made sure to put your pleasure first while still going at your pace. he'd make you cum as many times as you could give him before he even thought about fucking you. and when the time comes, he rolls a condom down his length.

when he finally does sink his cock into you, he holds your hands against the mattress. he kisses you softly but passionately. he breaks the kiss to ask if you're okay and to tell you you're doing such a good job taking him. he gives you all the praise and encouragement you could ever ask for.

he grunts and groans in ecstasy at the feel of your tight walls clenching around him each time he thrusts inside of you. when he gets close to cumming, he moves a hand down to play with your clit so the both of you cum together.

and when you're laying next to him, chest heaving, panting, and damp with a little sweat, he tells you he loves you.

mdni/dividers by benkeibear

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emjiroki · 1 year

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"K-Ken, Ken fuck" you whined as he flexed his fingers around your hips and pulled you down just a little harder on his cock.

"What is it baby?" Draken cooed in an almost sickly sweet tone, "Makin' your pussy feel too good?". You couldn't think, could barely breathe as he pummeled into you, carving out a spot for himself deep inside you. It was too good, almost too much. The overstimulation bringing tears to your eyes.

"K-Kenny" you stammered, a broken moan spilling past your lips when you felt his thumb begin to rub slow edging circles around your clit, "I c-can't"

"Oh you can princess, know you can" he murmured, pressing burning barely there kisses across your collarbones, dragging out a sharp squeak when he thrust his hips up into your clenching warmth, "be my good girl and cum for me, just one more time"

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linahopeeeee · 1 year

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big boy

ღ Ken Ryuguji x black reader

ღ Warnings: smut, size kink, oral (fem rec), tummy bulge, cumming

^^^^^^^

Draken is just so… big

But he doesn’t realize just how big he is until he’s hovering over your small frame, his hands placed by your head as he steadies himself above you. His cock slowly dragging against your walls, dark eyes staring at the bulge that forms in your tummy each time his hips meet yours.

“fuck princess” he takes your hand in his “you’re so tiny, taking me so well” he places your hand on your stomach, letting you feel just how deep he is.

You however, knew just how big Ken was the first time you seen him walking down the street with Mikey and you instantly knew that was a tree you wanted to climb “fuck ken!” you cry out, nails clawing at his biceps with each kiss of his tip against your cervix. “too b-big, c-close” you whimper out after one especially deep thrust. Your eyes roll to the back of year head as you attempt to stop yourself from cumming, because you haven��t been given permission and you know now is not the time to disobey Ken.

So you close your eyes and hold on for dear life as you inch closer and closer to orgasm that’s just begging to be released.

Ken sees how much you’re struggling to hold on and he may be upset but he’s not going to take his anger out on you… yet

“cum f’me baby” he grunts against your neck, tongue licking over the brusie he left there this morning. His voice is deeper than usual ad as he picks up his pace, the sound of his hips meeting your bounces off the walls and only makes things worse.

Your walls clench tightly around him, slick gushing out of you. Ken quickly pulls himself out, lowering his head down to your cunt as he laps up your juices “fuck you taste so good” he says against your pussy.

He might’ve been nice and let you cum but that doesn’t mean he was going to be nice when he’s forcing orgasm after orgasm from that pretty little pussy of yours

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