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ningvory · 4 months

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Can I request Stepdaughter!g!p!Kazuha x stepmom! reader

parings: g!p!stepdaughter kazuha x stepmom!reader

synopsis: kazuha’s dad was never home to fuck his wife right! so kazuha let you use her until you were tried! <3

warnings: stepcest, riding, overstimulation, dumbification, you haven’t been fucked for weeks so your cockhungry!

kazuha was quite literally obsessed with you! her dad was rarely home due to work, leaving you and zuha at his expensive ass house. zuha would often hear you fingering yourself from the lack of attention her father gave you, and she would be jerking herself off outside of the door to your moans and whines or she would be in her room with your dirty panties she stole from your dirty clothes on her face and jerking herself off, thinking about her letting you use her to get yourself off. until she finally decided she would actually make her fantasies become true.

she would barge into your room in her sports bra and a pair of baggy sweatshorts to find you wearing your cute sleep dress with your hair tied up into a bun riding a pillow from your shared bed with her father trying to find any release. your fingers weren’t doing it for your anymore!! :(

hearing her open the door, you jumped and paused your movements, looking at her in the eyes. she had got a better look at you, your eyes were glazed over and your face was covered in your fat tears and drool was slipping out of your mouth, with a cute pout on your face that just made her dick hard. she started to take her shorts off along with her boxers, revealing her long and thick cock to you, making your mouth water.

“use me.” kazuha said sitting on the bed beside you. you were so cock hungry you couldn’t comprehend the fact that your stepdaughter was telling you to basically use her to get off.

taking her words into consideration, you pounced on her. making her lay down, pinning her hand to either side of her head and sitting down on her cock making her moan out, your cunt was just squeezing her cock so hard! you began to bounce on her dick, causing your ass to slap against her heavy balls, chasing your high until you came, zuha right behind you filling you up with her white seed.

but you would keep going, practically breaking her dick as you bounced up and down on her, making yourself cum so many times, wearing yourself out. kazuha was so overstimulated that she would be shooting blanks into you every other few bounces! she was on cloud nine, your pussy felt like it was made for her, the way you were so tight had her so braindead as she was trying her hardest to thrust up into you, wanting to help you out so bad but she just couldn’t!! so she laid there and let you squirt all over her, making a mess of her pelvis and milking her spent cock dry <33

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jayjj7 · 2 months

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Bad Habits

Chaewon x reader

❤︎ ໋𓈒 synopsis: after baking a large portion of cookies, chaewon thinks it would be nice to give some to her new neighbor as a ‘welcome to the neighborhood’ gift, only to find out her neighbor is the prettiest girl she’s laid her eyes on.

❤︎ ໋𓈒 pairings: chaewon x reader, non idol au, wlw, friends to lovers

❤︎ ໋𓈒 staring: le sserafim, nmixx

❤︎ ໋𓈒 warnings: profanity, angst, slow burn(?), fluff, jealousy, EVERYTHING IS FICTION

accounts: sakura’s subs | gossip girls

chapters:

1. down fall

2. cooking

3. escape

4. last time

5. moving in

6. overworked

7. cookies

8. reveal

9. embarrassing

10. the start

11. stalker

12. neighbor

13. loser

14. reactions

15. stressed out

16. linger

17. for you

18. love me back

19. poison

20. infrunami

21. melting

22. c u girl

23. roommates

24. hesitating

25. so long

26. in a good way

tbc…

taglist is open

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kimchichaehi · 4 months

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Can I ask G!p Kazuha?

Studying w needy!G!P!zuha

No. Jkjk im so glad u asked bc i was literally writing one

Contains -> handjob, subby zuha, g!p zuha, idk stuff, NSFW

YOU waited patiently for her answer, watching her as she thought about what she’d answer with. And a few minutes later, she finally answered. And, it was obviously right. So, you cupped her cheek and pressed your lips to hers. Except....when you tried pulling away, she pulled you closer.

The two of you were studying but you noticed how easily her attention drifted off to other things, the way your shirt hugged your chest, the way you’d look up at her when you asked her a question

But she especially kept her gaze trailed on your lips, while you read out a question, after you kissed her, before.

"More," she whispered, kissing you again, with more heat. More hunger. "Please, just a few more." She begged against your lips, using one of Her hands to place on the back of your head, pulling your face closer to hers, her tongue sliding into your mouth.

You smiled softly as you looked into her eyes "yeah? Want more..?" You said with a sly smirk, you loved just how needy she’d get just by your kisses alone.

Zuha blushed at your words, feeling her heart race in her chest. “Mhm..” she hummed, her pretty black eyes filled with longing as she leaned in to capture your lips once again. Her kiss was filled with a mix of sweetness and hunger, her lips moving against yours with a growing feverish.

"Mm…you're so needy, aren't you?" You smiled as you kissed back, your hand holding her chin

She blushed even deeper at your words, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement. She couldn't deny it, she was indeed extremely needy for you. "I-I can't help it," she admitted, her voice slightly shaky.

"Being with you just... drives me crazy." She continued to kiss you, her hands gently cupping your face as she deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring your mouth with a gentle fervor.

"I can tell.” You muttered with a smile against her lips “You've been hard ever since i first kissed you..so cute."you said as she pulled away and started kissing your neck.

Zuha smiled softly, her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as she nuzzled against your neck, her lips brushing against your skin with feather-light kisses. "I-I can't help it," she whispered, her voice filled with need.her lips trailed along your neck, planting soft kisses and leaving a trail of gentle nips as her hands wandered down to your waist, pulling you closer to her.

"S'okay i don't mind."you mumbled as your hand slid close to her bulge zuha whined softly, her breath hitching in her throat as your hand brushed against her hardened cock.

"i like how needy you are."you smiled as you pulled her hard cock out of her boxers, yes she was in her boxers her expression quickly changed into a soft pout with her brows furrowed so cutely, her body already trembling under your touch.

Her hips instinctively bucked forward, seeking more contact with your hand as her eyes locked onto yours, her gaze filled with longing and adoration.

"You have no idea How much I crave you.” She whined

"Yeah? Then show me...cum with only my hand." | smiled as i pressed a soft kiss to her lip

the warmth of your touch sending shivers down her spine. With a shaky breath, she began to move her hips, thrusting gently into your hand as she chased the pleasure building within her.

Her eyes locked with yours, filled with a mix of vulnerability and desire. She wanted to make you proud, to show you just how good she could be. Your pace quickened, her hips bucking in sync with your touch as she chased the edge.

With each stroke, her moans grew louder, her grip on your hand tightening. She was lost in a haze of pleasure, her body trembling and her mind consumed by you, only you.

"Fuck, oh god," she moaned, her voice filled with raw desire. "I'm so close, so fucking close. Just like this, with your hand, I'm going to cum for you."

Her hips movements became more erratic, her breathing ragged as she approached her release. And with a final, desperate thrust, she came undone, her body tensing as her cum spilled into your hand, her soft moans filling the air.

As her climax subsided, she immediately leaned in to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.

"So fucking cute." You laugh as you lick her sweet cum off your hand, making her cheeks flush

Chaez notez-> tried a more like idk but i tried something diff w my wording is it good should i keep doing it like that or nah?

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paper-heartt · 5 months

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⠀๋⠀𝆺𝅥𝄅𖹭𝗍̣ 𝅭 c💡໋ 𝄄𝇁 ꓸ⍺𝗅𝗅𝄅𝗈ֺ𝗐ᦸ𝖽ֺ 𝆖ֵ ֵ⠀࠭ۻ

#kazuha icons #kazuha moodboard #le sserafim kazuha #le sserafim icons #le sserafim moodboard #kpop icons #kpop moodboard #edgy moodboard #indie moodboard #indie icons #soft icons #ggs icons #amino moodboard #ggs moodboard #amino icons

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strawbsj · 2 months

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Can I request g!p Kazuha x female reader, when they were in the dorm everyone complimented the reader on being cute and hugged the reader Kazuha started to get jealous and fucked the reader rough

Warnings: rough and slight mean Zuha, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), p in v, doggy, rough sex, dom Zuha and sub reader, breeding, fucking while the members in the other room and just pure and filthy smut.

“Omg y/n this haircut is made for you” Chaewon complimented you with a smile. You gave her a shy smile and whispered ‘thank you’ while covering your face. All of the members giggled at your cute demeanor. And gave you warm hugs patting and rubbing your back.

In the corner sat Kazuha having a grumpy and annoyed expression. Muttering a low ‘tsk’ while rolling her eyes and looking at the other side.

Kazuha loved the fact that her members enjoyed your company, but she couldn’t help but feel jealous at how you were smiling and blushing at them. You are hers and she is the one who is supposed to make you smile,giggle and blush like that.

She didn’t admit or rather acknowledge the fact that she is jealous or possessive. She just didn’t like the fact that her members were being all touchy and lovey-dovey with you.

She excused herself from the scene and just snuggled into her bed, you definitely did notice her cold demeanor.

You sat with the members for a while because leaving immediately after Kazuha did, will perhaps be suspicious.

When you stepped into the room you saw Kazuhas back facing you. She acted like she was asleep but you knew damn well she wasn’t.

You quickly walked towards her bed and pressed soft kisses all over her face and neck. “Zuha talk to me, I know you are not asleep baby.” You said playfully while brushing your nose against her cheek.

Still no response, usually when she acts extra baby like this you’d give her little attention and affection and everything would be fine. But she must be so grumpy.

“You’re done with your girlfriends?” She questioned, not sparing you a glance eyes closed but brows lifted.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing” she sighed, lids still closed.

“What happened baby?” You were confused and curious now because what did you do? She gave a loud huff and now faced you, her eyes opening.

“You seem to be so oblivious baby,hmm? You flirted with all of my members and expected me to act all fine?” Her look was intimidating now, her gaze piercing holes to your form.

“What?!- no” you say almost offended by the accusation, you have done nothing wrong.

“I need to teach you a lesson baby! So that pretty head of yours could remember that there are always consequences” she stated.

Not letting you mutter anything she quickly grabbed your waist and placed you on all fours. Pressing and brushing her growing bulge against your soft ass.

Sticky fluid unconsciously started dripping down your folds, she tore your shorts apart with one go. And saw your wet panties. Breathing out a low ‘fuck’ her hard on resting on your lower back, your breath is noticeably getting heavier and whinier. “Z-Zuha be fast p-please” you cried out. Kazuha gave a dirty smirk before pulling your panties down to your knees, she did the same to her boxers.

Her tip teased your entrance before sliding to your clit, rubbing it slowly and gently, not giving you enough friction. A broke sob came from you, without warning she slammed herself all the way in. A gasp of relief and shock leaving your lips, your moans were muffled by the pillow. Her hand grabbed a fistful of your hair before yanking it backwards your back meeting her chest. “Let them hear your sweet moans baby!” She said grabbing your face to make you look at her. Meeting your doe and teary eyes, her cock twitched crazily inside you. Her tongue was poking her inner cheek. Her pace was slowly beating your insides red, her dick was long and thick tearing every inch of your cervix. “Z-Zuha, it h-hurts” your glassy eyes looked at her dark ones. “Mhmm? Can’t hear you baby” she spat, tone harsh and mean. Tears actively started flowing down, your cries and moans intensified and you placed your hand over your mouth. She was quick to yank your hand away. “Let them hear how good I’m fucking you” her thrust were only getting rougher and stronger, fucking her whole strength into you. Subconsciously you felt your own high close, you closed your eyes tightly and squeezed the bed sheet hard, where your knuckles turned white. She continued the merciless pounding into you her dick carving your insides, soon ropes of cum shut into you, she thrusted her dick few more times making sure the release is only going deeper into your womb.

She pulled out and you immediately collapsed onto the bed, she rubbed your back comfortingly “I’m so sorry baby” she muttered her lips turning into a pout before showering your back with kisses and gentle sucks leaving purple-ish marks, “lets clean us up”. She said giving you one last peck on your lips.

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neoplatinum · 1 month

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do not move | nakamura kazuha

summary: when you both each meet other for the first time, you think: strength in numbers, she thinks: deadweight

pairing: kazuha x reader

themes: zombie apocalypse au, blood, death, murder, gore, graphic violence (if you're squeamish, beware!), lone survivor kazuha and lone survivor reader, angst, fluff, [-------] side character

wc: 6.2k

a twig branch snaps, and you immediately duck behind a bush. heavy breathing and exhaustion burning your muscles. just outside of the city, you try and get some cover from the raiders running around the streets; they've been setting everything on fire. even the smell of fire still invading into your nose.

moving down the eerie neighborhood is tough, especially with a limping leg and a heavy backpack. you risked your life for those rations --only to get chased out by those raiders. they chased you like you were prey, and you walked out alive (mostly) with a bullet in the calf and a running trail of blood.

you press your ears into the ground, making yourself as small as possible. praying that it's simply a deer, a hopeless dream. deers have been nearly all hunted. but you hope the burn in your lungs stops soon, and you cling to yourself, willing the pain away long enough that whoever is nearby leaves.

"clear, no sign of life." you hear a low voice shout nearby. the raiders were still looking for you, going as far as to chase you even outside the city. you know what lies ahead if you get caught. so you bite down, shoving your teeth into your bottom teeth, trying to numb the pain of that bullet.

you stay crouched there for another ten minutes before you even decide it's okay to lift your head off the ground, raiders had no morals, their signals could be a trap and you wanted to take the extra precaution.

and then you army crawled away to a fence, thanking the heavens that you ran fast enough to get into the suburbs. the trail of blood is still worrisome. grabbing ripped rags from your bag, you try your best to tie them around the wound just enough to stop the bleeding.

"fuck fuck fuck." you bite into a stick nearby as you wince and tie a final knot. securing your leg. laying yourself up against a wall, and breathing through the pain, wincing every so often until you feel the pain subside to a low numbness.

you haul yourself up to a house, it's oddly pretty, even with it's dilapidated roof and furniture all thrown out the front lawn. you think you would've bought the house before d-day. and with a heavy grunt you drop into a couch. it's been torn apart, but as long as it does it's job you don't care.

the pain is still throbbing and it just looks bad. you cover the windows with fabric lying around and press a wooden board against the door. and with one final breath, you flip your switch blade open and dig straight into your calf, screaming into a spare shirt and digging the bullet from out of your leg. muted screams so hard that you think you might've bursted your own eardrum, and pain so bad that you shake until you drop back onto the couch.

the bullet is out, flung across the floor and blood all over. you feel like passing out, but you spit out your shirt and wrap it around the now open wound, bleeding profusely on the wooden floor. with sweat all over your forehead and pain so severe you feel your body shake until you pass out.

you knock out cold.

"up." you wake up to the noise of a woman, her lower face is covered with a bandana and she has a long blade pointed right at your throat. if you moved a centimeter closer, that blade would no doubt pierce your jugular. "i said up!" she shouts at you.

you throw your hands up as you try to get yourself up, it's so painful to even sit up half your body. but you manage to have your back leaning against the couch. she stares at you with sharp eyes, eyes that no longer gleam in the light.

you stay as still as possible, waiting for the woman to do anything really, anything that won't end with you beheaded on this rotting old couch. she stares at you, blade never moving a centimeter. she glances around you, seeing the blood all over the floor, backpack open with supplies all spilled out. the pant leg that you have scrunched over your knee, and most of all the blood soaked shirt tied around your leg.

"bite?" she says, and you can see how in a second, she could decide whether you live or die.

"no. bullet. raiders." she nods and scans around the room, that blade still very much at your throat. she looks back down at your backpack, filled with old dog food.

"split 80/20. i let you live." she demands.

"split 50/50, i give you the better half." you negotiate back.

"i don't think you understand how this works, you give me what I want, i don't slice your neck open." she continues, pointing the tip just enough that it pricks at your skin.

"split 50/50, and i give you medical supplies." you counter. she stops and thinks for a bit.

"you're bold, even with a sword at your neck...fine." she says, and drops her blade, you relax a bit but then she points it right back at you. "show your weapons."

you move to slowly bring out the small revolver and pre-made molotovs tucked in a smaller bag compartment. her blade never leaves your throat. you unload the revolver, two bullets dropping to the ground, before you sit back on the couch, "happy?"

she doesn't comment. you lean forward, letting out a grunt as you pick up the two bullets, reloading it into the revolver, tucking it into your belt.

"ah fuck." you groan as you check on your wound, it's become an ugly purple, brusing all around and sensitive to the touch. you breath heavily and wince at the touch.

"did you sterilize it?" the woman's voice is strong and clear, no sign of hesitation.

"no. passed out." she nods and digs through her own bag, pulling out a molotov. "i'm going to douse it, bite down on something." you nod and grab another shirt from your bag, watching as she pours the liquid over your wound, you scream out like a wounded dog, and nearly fall over.

"needle and stitches?" she asks you. you nod and point into the small compartment of your bag. she pulls out the small sewing kit in your backpack, grabbing old sutures and tying it around the needle.

"bite." she orders. you shove your teeth hard into the shirt, as she begins sewing up the wound, jagged from the switchblade. the pain becomes so unbearable you pass out even sooner.

waking up to the sun in your eyes, you find yourself still on that same rotting couch. your body is hot, running like a furnace. you glance around and everythings out on the floor: dried blood, your switchblade, that bullet across the floor and your revolver.

you groan as you sit up, now your leg is sore and heavy, your face is hot and burning up. but the door is ajar, you scan around and half your food is gone, along with the suture kit.

"fuck." the woman's abandoned you. taken what she needed and crept out before you could even say bye. she holds up to her bargain, 8 cans of dog food became 4, and you still have your revolver on you.

"damn her." you start getting your items back in order.

the weather's getting colder, and you only have that workman jacket around your shoulder. the wind gets harsher as the days go by, the sight of falling leaves and pine cones littered the ground. you kneel behind a tree, eyes trained on a lone buck.

he stops eating grass to look around, before dropping his neck back down for more grass, and before his next bite, he drops instantly. body falling to the floor with an arrow through his head. a clean and sharp shot.

you drag yourself up, tucking the bow into the side of your backpack, and limping towards your fresh breakfast/lunch/dinner for the next few weeks. smiling at the labor finally paying off, stripping down sticks until they become sharp points to pierce through skin.

as you walk across the meadow to retrieve your prize, you start to hear distant galloping behind you, causing you to duck and turn around; before you know it, you're grabbed by the arm and thrown onto the back of the horse. you immediately grab onto anything you can hold on, that being the waist of the rider.

"woah."

"shut it, we're being chased." the woman kicks the horse into higher gear, and you both speed off into the woods, you turn you back just in time to see a group or horseback riders with lit torches chasing you across the meadow.

you try not to think about the lone buck that should've been yours.

you get off the horse and immediately start throwing up on the ground, shaken by the sudden movements and jostling around. the woman pays you no mind though, securing her horse to a branch and staring at you.

"i don't know how you've survived this long." she starts. pulling out carrots to feed her horse, the horse happily munching on his lunch.

you're still puking, but just the insult is getting you riled up. "i survive just fine."

"those raiders would've sacrificed you by now." she says and crosses her arms.

"no, they wouldn't." you counter, and she sighs before untying the horse, and leading it away. you follow behind it. "...but thank you. for saving me. twice."

you try to not let your pride get the better of you, considering this women lent a helping hand in your darkest moments.

she doesn't say anything back and continues walking through the forest. you trail behind her for what must've been thirty minutes before she speaks up.

"it was a trap, that lone buck." she goes on. "no zombies, and a lone buck in an open meadow. you should've known better." she says to you. you're immediately enraged.

"how would i know that?" you are tired of these insults.

"you should have." she just says, and it ends there.

"since you know so much, you should teach me." you say. she laughs at that.

"no, i survive alone." the way she says it is firm.

"listen, everyone could do well with a partner, i could share knowledge that you might not, and you can share the infinite wisdom that you seem to have." you're tired of traveling alone with no one having your back, maybe you can get her to work with you.

"no. i survive alone." she continues.

"oh don't be like that, i gave you four cans of dog food." you try and make a joke, remembering how she left you weeks ago.

"no, i let you keep four cans of dog food and let you live, there's a difference." she counters.

"let's not get into the technicalities, you ever heard of the phrase of strength in numbers?" you smirk, trying to get her to understand reason.

"strength in numbers is foolish if im surviving with deadweight." she says firmly, shaking her head at the idea.

"i am not deadweight! i cook up a mean meal of dog food and peas." you explain.

"yeah no, not happening." she says with finality.

you huff but continue walking with her.

"stop following me." it's been about an hour.

"you can't tell me what to do." you sound like a small child throwing a tantrum.

the woman sighs and continues walking with disdain. you're still sticking so close by her. both of you reach a small tucked away cabin. it's been expertly covered in moss and dirt to blend into the background. she walks away from the house a few meters away and ties her horse to a tree.

"woah, sick place." you comment, amazed by the well thought out hideout, it's truly a place you wouldn't have thought twice to really look into.

"thank you." she walks in, and taps her foot on the right side, and suddenly there's another opening, underneath the floor.

"woah, wait, the house isn't even the actual hideout, its underground?" she says nothing, you follow her down the stairs to the basement.

"you are seriously too trusting, walking right after me into a basement. i could've lured you into a trap." she says to you as she begins restocking her items. rows and rows of weapons, rations and even a hydroponics system in the room.

"nah, you wouldn't kill me. you would've done it when you found me on that couch." you say, admiring the amount of work he has put to make this place work. it's quite cozy, small camping lanterns in all different shapes laid around the dark room. the room's also filled with carpets.

"carpets?" you mention, it's odd that there's so many carpets overlapping each other.

"muffles noise. sometimes people walk through upstairs, but i make it so that even if they stay for long, i can move freely down here without them hearing."

she's clearly thought this place through, she has everything that she needs down here to survive. it's wonderful really, then a question pops into your mind. "why do you go outside then?"

"what?"

"why do you leave this place if it's so safe?" you ask. she seems more than equipped to survive here in this base. you glance around, looking at the plants that she's growing, amazed at how they're all turning out so well. so much for saying you could cook up a mean meal of dog food and peas.

she doesn't bother answering. instead pulling together jerky and greens from her hydroponics. handing you some, you decline and open your can of dog food, as much as you would like to eat it, her evasiveness is making you weary.

"so, do i get to know your name?" you ask as you shovel the can into your mouth.

"you can call me z."

"okay, z. that's a cool nickname." you chuckle, "what is it short for? zebra, zack?" you joke to yourself, she shakes her head no and continues eating her jerky.

you don't bother her anymore that night.

"morning z! what are we doing today?" you haven't felt so safe sleeping in years, feeling well rested and ready to take on the world with your trusty partner. z's busy cleaning her weapons when you wake up.

"nothing. i let you stay the night, you need to leave." she says calmly, wiping her dirty rag into a bucket of water. you frown at that, confused with her hot and coldness.

"dont be like that! strength in numbers remember?" you say, sitting near her, she groans at that.

"stop saying that."

"why? strength in numbers. strength in numbers. strength in numbers." you joke.

"stop it! you aren't chaewon!" she shouts at you, shoving an arrow near your neck. it's oddly familiar, the aggression from when you first met her is there.

"who's chaewon?" you ask.

z just leaves the room, leaving her half cleaned arrows on the workbench. you hear a door open and close, and now you're contemplating following after her. you choose rather to let her calm down, when she calms down maybe you can apologize.

you sigh and look around, feeling bad for being invasive, but you really didn't know. looking around you explore her place more, seeing a locker filled with clothes, and a giant map on a corkboard. pins all over the states, with detailed notes of specific locations. a lot of them were lookout points for raiders.

tucked under the map is a white square, you pull it off the corkboard, and see a very faded photo of two girls. one that you can recognize as z and another girl smiling with a bob. tagged below the image is kz & cw.

you begin to examine more of the notes, a lot highlighting names and times. it seems that z has been trying to find patterns of when raiders are patrolling.

with a sudden door opening, you grab a knife immediately from your waist as you see z rush back inside, finger to her lips as she grabs you away from the corkboard.

"silent." she whispers directly into your ear. you two crouch on the ground and nod. after waiting a couple minutes you hear it. the sound of footsteps getting closer, rustling leaves outside. z nods and uncovers a small machine under the carpet.

she takes one of the ends of the machine and puts it close to her ear. you stay as still as possible as she starts jotting down notes. she grips her pen harder as time goes on. and you stay still, watching her.

you find out much later there were raiders out visiting the house while you dozed off. both of you were sitting against the wall waiting for the people upstairs. z has been formulating a plan the whole time. meanwhile, those raiders treated upstairs like their temporary hideout for a couple hours.

after you wake up, and z gives you the all clear to talk, the first thing she asks is, "how good are you at taking out people?"

"the best." you smirk. it was always your speciality, being able to slip in and out of places before anyone could notice, and by the time they did notice, you already had twisted their necks.

"strength in numbers?" she asks wearily.

"strength in numbers." you confirm.

"then i need your help, i need to rescue someone." she goes on. you nod, and she grabs the map off the corkboard. and unfolds a smaller map, one with the layout of a building. "but i don't know if i can trust you."

you gasp, "how could you say that?" you dramatically ask her.

she rolls her eyes at that, "i need a guarantee from you."

"like what?"

"something to ensure you won't ditch me when things get rough." she says, thinking of things to trade.

you take off your pendant necklace, gently placing it in her hands. "this was from my late mother, i'd rather be chased by runners for the rest of my life than to lose this." you state seriously, she nods at the vulnerability and slips it onto her neck.

then z takes off the bandana that's been covering the lower half of her face the whole time. "this is a gift, from the person we're rescuing. i also would rather be chased by runners for the rest of my life than to lose this." she hands you the black bandana, and you tie is around your face, just like she has.

when you look back up, you're shocked at just how beautiful the woman is, even with her lean muscular build you knew she was pretty, but seeing the rest of her face uncovered, she's drop dead gorgeous. face sculpted from the gods.

"what?"

"nothing." you comment, "fill me in on this plan."

"okay, we go in like this..." z starts laying out the steps.

you haven't visited the city since that one grueling day, leaving your leg with a bullet. now that you're back you're shivering in anticipation, this city has definitely left its horrifying memories in your mind. with z by your side, you feel a little safer, though.

the outskirts of the city are deadly quiet, filled with car crashes and littering barrels of trash. walking closer into main street, you start to feel your hair stand up on your skin. it's terrifying, being back when you tried so desperately to leave this horrifying place.

"where's the patrol?"

"we have exactly 5 minute 25 second window before patrol comes back." you hear it loud and clear, 5 minute and 26 seconds, you are dead meat.

she then starts picking up the pace, running between alleyways with her head ducked low, always pausing between corners and big obstructions in between the streets.

with the cold wind, you hear howling through open buildings with their glass windows broken through, the sound of fire crackling in barrels and most of all you hear raiders in the distant, cheering and screaming.

"2 minutes left." she says. you follow behind her, quick on her trail. she soon ducks completely behind a building. digging through her backpack for trap mines.

"listen to me, trap mines: detonate with proximity. we need distractions. raiders are extreme in not letting things getting through their grasp, you know this well enough." she says and hands you trap mines. z gives you the signal and you both split. she heads straight for the back entrance of the building while you go around the side entrance.

raiders are shuffling around, trading posts. you crouch close to the ground and place a trap mine close to the door, waiting for a raider to walk close. you crawl backward into safety, reciting the plan to yourself.

a loud boom blows up at the entrance, and you can hear the horrifying scream of a man being blown to pieces, and other voices running after him.

"we're under attack!" the sound of the raider's feet is closer, all rushing towards the entrance with the trapped mine. in the distance, you hear another mine go off, z's mine based on the direction of the sound.

"another?" a raider shouts. then you hear some footsteps fall away. you sneak around the front of the building, examining the situation, most men have spread to the side and back entrance, disregarding the front.

you slip through the front with the open window, you try and step over the broken glass to minimize sound. and soon you creep towards the stairs. a man stands before you, handgun in hand and peaking around for intruders. you dig a shiv right into his neck before he even gets a clue.

dragging the body away, you put on his jacket and hat, grabbing his gun and checking for bullets, a full magazine. you feel lucky, feeling a knife in the jacket you stole. you tuck that into your shoe. you need all you've got to save whoever chaewon is.

the raiders are now patrolling through the entrances, you find yourself able to slip into different levels of the building until you reach the fifth floor, where supposedly chaewon was supposed to be.

when z filled you in on the situation, you piece together that chaewon is z's older sister. she and z used to survive together, going from groups to traveling alone. never sticking by a group for too long. z had explained that chaewon wanted to leave the raiders after she found out that they sacrificed people that they caught just for fun.

it was horrifying; they joined the raiders in hopes of getting protection by being in a large group, but she couldn't stand by and watch innocent survivors being taken out just for the fun of it.

z wanted to leave too, until they both got caught, the raiders let z get away if they let chaewon get sacrificed. so z's been figuring out a plan to break her free, and it seems tonight was supposed to be chaewon's sacrifical night.

you shivered just hearing it, you knew nothing about chaewon but you knew you would never want her to be sacrificed. you can see it, the line of tortured souls, all being watched by the raiders, it seems that their idea of sacrifice is making them fall from stories high into an enclosed space of zombies, all ready to bite these people to shreds.

you line up close, thinking of a way to get them riled up and away from chaewon. you grab a molotov from your bag, along with a gun. with a careful aim, you toss the molotov on the floor, startling the raiders. they're all trying to examine the disturbance, with quickness, you throw another molotov. setting some raiders on fire. with their screams piercing your ears, you grab your gun and start shooting them. the confusion and commotion of the fifth floor is also startling the tortured survivors, they start running towards the stairs.

you're busy trying to find whoever chaewon is while also shooting the raiders. you hear the signature sound of z's long bow, taking out raiders, some even falling straight into the zombie pit. you can't see her but you know that she's here now.

"chaewon!" you shout, and a shorter girl stops, her eyes go wide. you spot her, the girl that looks so familiar to that polaroid back in z's base. her hair is longer, face bruised up. she's sporting a black eye and she's got a weird limp. you grab her hand and drag her away from the commotion, z continues to aim at the raiders.

by the time you are able to get her out of the building, more raiders are showing up. rushing up the building, you grab chaewon's hand and turn to her. "we run now." you tell her.

she nods and like how the raiders chased you out those weeks ago, you run as fast as you can, pulling chaewon along. with the limp, it's harder for her to run but you know even trailing behind for a second could be instant death.

z's plan was this: she wanted revenge, wanted to kill all those raiders for what they did to chaewon. for making her become their sacrificial pawn, so she told you to take chaewon to a safe place. and then she would let hell rain on those fuckers.

you finally spot the theatre, the rendezvous point where you were supposed to keep chaewon safe. the girl is startled, you're wearing her sister's bandana, but you aren't z. and when you finally are able to lock the door, chaewon collapses on the floor, breathing so heavy, and loud. you calm yourself down too, leaning against the door sinking to ground.

"you aren't zuha." she says between breaths.

"who's zuha?" you ask, confused by what she means.

she points at your bandana. "that is kazuha's bandana, i gave it to her." she says, confused written on her face.

"oh. z?" you ask. chaewon is confused but nods. "z is probably a codename she gave me then."

"you met her then!" chaewon sits up and moves closer to you, tears sprouting in her eyes. "is she alive?"

"yes." you reply back, chaewon probably has no idea if kazuha is alive or not. that must be terrifying, letting your sister have freedom, not even knowing if she actually survived outside.

"she uh, made this plan, for us to rescue you." you explain, going into depth about how you two met. also how she is letting you help save chaewon.

"kazuha's a hard person to convince, you must've gotten under her skin." chaewon responds, listening intently about the whereabouts of her sister.

you agree, fishing out food and water for chaewon. she must be starving, you think. chaewon nearly cries at the sight, downing water like she was in a scorching desert. you let her have at it while checking your timer. kazuha told you that if she doesn't return in thirty minutes, that you should take chaewon to the base, and that she probably has died.

you're not going to let that happen; forget that stupid plan to get revenge alone. you're going to go back for her. with a stretch, and drinking your own water bottle, you get ready to set back out. chaewon looks at you in bewilderment.

"where are you going?" she asks while biting on jerky.

"back, i'm not letting her fight those raiders alone." you say, checking your handgun for bullets. chaewon looks at you and nods.

"strength in numbers." she says to herself.

"yeah, strength in numbers." you smile, hearing the familiar phrase. you hand chaewon a handgun and some molotovs. "three knocks, that'll be the signal that we're coming to the theatre, any other knock, that's not us." chaewon nods and checks her gun.

"good luck back there, please bring my baby sister back safely. i'm counting on you." even though this is the first conversation you've had with chaewon, you feel inclined to listen to her words.

"swear on my soul." and with that you exit the theatre.

with blood on your face, and the jacket that you stole, you rush into the building. most of the raiders are circling around the ground floor, grabbing an auto rifle, you open fire like you never have before, using the cars around as coverage. with a rage you never felt before you go batshit crazy, slicing down raiders left and right. you don't even feel anything anymore, just with the goal of finding kazuha.

the raiders are all falling by your hands. you rapidly fire at whoever dares to separate you and kazuha. you pick up guns that's been left by now dead raiders. you can hear a distant scream of a woman's voice, sounding like kazuha's voice. your blood runs cold, you rush upstairs, taking out the raider's best you can. at some point you get tired of waiting and just grenade them.

the quicker you can reach her, the quicker you can save her. you rush up to the fifth floor where all the commotion went down. you hear the sounds of raiders all shouting. and with a quick glance, you can see them cornering kazuha.

"you never should've come back kazuha, chaewon let you free, by being a sacrifice to them." the man talks as he points below. he smirks, "you want to trade places with your sister? fine by me."

the man and the rest of the raiders start walking kazuha to the edge. you rush behind two raiders. shiving them each and approaching the rest of the raiders. grabbing a metal sheet you use it as coverage as you rush the rest of them. letting out all your strength, you push the rest of the raiders off the edge, falling to their demise. the man that was speaking to kazuha dodges the attack. you find yourself nearly falling off the edge, but kazuha grabs you in time to pull you back.

so now you two face him, kazuha's gotten pretty beaten up, her arm's messed up and her feet's dragging. so you put yourself in front of her.

"let me handle it." you tell her. she's too tired to protest, after just nearly falling to her demise. you keep her behind you pressed against the wall as you approach the man with a switchblade, he's smirking like he has the upperhand. until you smash a bottle over his head and run at him to tackle him down.

he's pushed his knife back against your blade, and you're fighting with every ounce of strength in your body. pushing the blade closer and closer towards him. he makes a quick movement to toss you off over him. you roll over and he jumps to shove the knife at you, to which you dodge. pushing with all your might to push him off you. you launch yourself forward, stabbing the blade into his neck, blood gushing out all over you. he screams and gasps at the impaling. he makes a final attack against you, slicing your face. you let out a scream but don't let go of the knife in his neck.

soon he falls over to the side, his body going limp when kazuha shoots him in the head. a loud ringing noise running through your ears, you latch onto your face. the gash long and running deep over your face.

kazuha's quick to rush to your side, trying to hold your face with her one good arm. she rips off fabric from her shirt to wrap around your face, as you cry out loud. sobbing at the excruciating pain. the man is dead, and you're thankful you saved kazuha.

you gave yourself twenty minutes before getting up. kazuha's been trying to set her arm by herself. you lightly tap her and hold onto the loose arm. you hand her your loose switchblade for her to bite it as you set it back into her socket. she screams into the metal blade. and you're quick to make a makeshift sling for her arm. working with one good eye and pain searing through your body.

she cries at the sight of your face and the blood staining her shirt. this battle wasn't an easy one, but you're grateful that both you and kazuha survived. she keeps crying even as you tell her it's okay. you wrap her good arm around your shoulder as you both slowly make your way out of the building.

after a good while of sobbing to herself, she turns to look at you again. "chaewon?"

"she's safe, put her in the theatre like we talked about." you try as move your face as little as possible. kazuha nods. her limping as she puts her body weight on you like a crutch. even though you're so deep in pain, and the adrenaline is finally wearing off, you're glad you went back for her. you know you would never be able to live with the guilt that she died.

the rest of the walk is silent other than wincing here and there and ragged breaths.

you tap three quick knocks at the theatre door, and you hear the sound of a board being moved behind the theatre. when it opens you see chaewon pointing a gun straight at you. as soon as she recognizes you, she puts it down, ushering you two inside.

"chaewon!" kazuha throws herself at her sister, crying into her. letting out relieved tears at the sight of her sister after so long. chaewon's trying to examine kazuha's injuries, but the girl won't even separate herself.

the two girls hug each other for a long while, just crying into each other. you board up the entrance to the theatre. feeling the exhaustion hit your body completely as you sit down by a chair. as much as it hurts, you smile at the two girls.

finally, you knock out cold.

you awake to the two girls speaking to each other in hushed tones. it seems that they're talking about the raiders, how chaewon was kept captive until tonight for her sacrificial night. chaewon cries as she thinks about how she hasn't seen sunlight in weeks, being fed slop and kazuha cries but listens intently.

you try and move yourself up, sitting in the chair. chaewon looks at you, and smiles.

"hi, glad you're awake." chaewon says to you. kazuha also turns to look at you, sobbing when she thinks about the deep gash on your face. you smile back at the two, still feeling the pain of the attack.

"i stitched your face while you were asleep." chaewon says, and she stands up to remove the shirt covering your face. trading it for a clean and new cloth. "he slashed over your eye, i think you won't be able to see out of your left eye anymore." chaewon comments quietly. she gently wraps the new cloth around your face. you nod, the truth of the matter settling in.

"i'm sorry!" kazuha cries out, the guilt of being the reason you lost your eye is hitting her hard. you shake your head no, you would never blame kazuha for what he did. "it's not your fault kazuha, i wouldn't blame you. i had to save you. no matter what."

kazuha cries harder, and you walk yourself over to hug her. calming her down and telling her everything is okay. as long as you still had each other you don't care how many limbs you lose.

you three get ready to finally be away from this cursed city.

"thank you for coming back for me."

"strength in numbers kazuha, i wouldn't ever think of leaving you behind."

it's been a couple months since saving chaewon; you've gotten closer to the two sisters. you find that behind the coldness, kazuha is actually a lovely woman. a woman hardened by the loss of her sister by her side. every day, you spend time with the two girls happily. and now you wear an eyepatch, claiming that it makes you look cooler. kazuha rolled her eyes when you made that comment.

meeting kazuha changed the trajectory of your life forever, you're happy to find a semblance of a family with these two girls. especially when kazuha makes your heart race as you get to know her.

sometimes when chaewon isn't looking you sneak a kiss for kazuha, the woman always goes rigid like a plank whenever you do this. you giggle everytime, while chaewon is always confused what happened.

kazuha also had a hard time with expressing affection, so she would always say that you should ride with her on her horse. you know it's because she likes keeping you against her at all times.

sometimes you think chaewon knows what is going on between you two (she most definitely does) but just plays dumbs. like she's waiting for you two to come clean. you don't give her that satisfaction until much later when chaewon catches you kissing kazuha before she sets off for a supply run.

chaewon simply smiles when you see you've been caught. and you smile because it feels like you have gained a family through meeting kazuha.

a/n: ive been wanting to write a tlou (the last of us) piece for sooo long. i am not a med student, so if there's any medical inaccuracies...let's just move past that. i made this piece less zombie centric, and more plot driven. anyways, stay safe and stay healthy everyone!

#kazuha #nakamura kazuha #le sserafim #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim x you #kazuha x reader #nakamura kazuha x reader #kpop imagines #le sserafim kazuha #kim chaewon #neoplatinum

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bangchansdirty-slut · 12 days

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Can I request G!p Kazuha?

A Little Help From Manager

Paring:Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Manager!Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary:Reader helps Kazuha with her "big problem" in the bathroom.

More: Masterlist

A/n: Oh my God, I need more Idol X Manager reader fics in my life!

As the echoes of applause faded away, you, the manager of the K-pop girl group Lesserafim, stood outside the venue with the rest of the group. The girls were bubbling with excitement, eager to head back to their dorms and celebrate another successful performance. But something was off. You noticed that Kazuha, the ballerina of the group, was nowhere to be found. You exchanged worried glances with Chaewon, the leader, as she approached you.

"Um, Y/n… We can't find Kazuha. Do you think you could stay behind and get her? The others can take the van so they won't get caught in traffic with fans from other groups arriving," she asked softly.

You hesitated for a moment, wondering if you should leave the girls unsupervised. But Chaewon gave you a reassuring smile, and the other members nodded their support. With a deep breath, you nodded in agreement. "Alright, I'll get her. You guys go ahead and leave without me. I'll catch up."

The girls filed out of the venue, some chattering excitedly about the performance, others already beginning to plan for their celebration. You lingered for a moment, watching them go before turning your attention to the empty dressing room. The room felt eerily silent without the girls energetic presence.

As you walked to the bathroom, you heard a soft whimper coming from within. Pushing open the door, you found Kazuha on the floor, her pretty features contorted in pain. Her hand was clenched around her crotch, and she was stroking herself frantically. "K-Kazuha?" you stammered, shocked by the sight before you.

Her head snapped up, her eyes filling with tears. "Y-Y/n…" she managed to choke out. "I need you… I can't stop…" Her voice was desperate, pleading. You couldn't believe this was happening.

As you stood there, uncertain of what to do, Kazuha's breath came in ragged gasps. Her cock throbbed, harder and harder, and she began to stroke it faster. "P-Please Y/n," she whispered. "I-I can't… hold on…"

You felt a mixture of fear, confusion, and desire coursing through you. You couldn't just leave her like this, but you didn't want to see her hurt herself either. Tentatively, you knelt down beside her, reaching out to touch her soft, pale skin. She flinched at first, but then relaxed slightly into your touch.

"Kazuha… are you sure this is what you want?" you asked, your voice trembling slightly.

She nodded frantically, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "Yes… please…"

You hesitated for a moment, but then slowly began to remove your clothes. Kazuha watched you with hungry eyes, licking her lips as she undressed as well. As you stood before her naked, she crawled over to you, her soft skin sliding against yours. She put one of your legs on her shoulder and started to eat you out sloppily, sucking on your clit as you held on to the sink for support. Her tongue danced expertly, sending waves of pleasure through you.

Your legs began to shake uncontrollably as you felt your orgasm building. You tried to pull away from her, but she gripped your butt tightly and pushed you back down onto her face. You could feel your release building inside you, and then it crashed over you in a powerful wave. You screamed out in pleasure, your body tensing as you came.

Kazuha looked up at you, a satisfied smile on her face. "Now get on all fours, baby," she purred. You did as she said, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and euphoria wash over you. Kazuha positioned herself behind you, her cock slippery with precum as she rubbed it against your wet entrance.

"Tell me how much you want this," she whispered, her breath hot against your ear. "Tell me how badly you need me inside you." You closed your eyes, feeling the weight of her words.

She began to rock her hips against you, slowly at first, but gaining momentum. Her cock pressed against your entrance, teasing you mercilessly. You arched your back, moaning in pleasure as she found the perfect spot inside you. She thrust deeper, her body sliding against yours in perfect rhythm.

"You feel so good, Kazuha," you gasped. "I can't… I can't take it…"

She smiled down at you, her eyes dark and lustful. "That's it, baby," she whispered. "Let go and enjoy it."

As she continued to thrust into you, your body responded in kind. You wrapped your arms around her waist, your fingers digging into her soft skin as you arched your back to meet each of her thrusts. Her cock felt incredible inside you, filling you up and making you feel so alive. The way she moved, the way she touched you, it was as if she were made for you.

"Kazuha…" you gasped, your voice strained from the intensity of the pleasure coursing through you. "I'm… I'm close…"

She smiled down at you, her eyes dark and full of lust. "Let it happen, baby," she whispered, her breath hot against your skin. "Fuck…Let it all out."

As you felt her words sink in, you gave in to the pleasure washing over you. Kazuha began to move faster, her hips slapping against yours in perfect rhythm. Her cock stretched you further than you thought possible, filling every inch of you as she thrust deeper. The sensation was overwhelming, but in the best way possible.

She reached around, finding your clit with her fingers and began to tease it, circling it expertly. You arched your back, moaning loudly as the pleasure built inside you. Your muscles tensed, ready to explode, and then she pushed you over the edge.

"Ahhhh!" you cried out, your body convulsing as your orgasm crashed over you. Kazuha held you up, her strong arms steady as you writhed in her grip. She smiled down at you, watching your face contort in ecstasy, and then lowered her lips to yours. Their softness contrasted sharply with the roughness of your skin, still flushed from your climax.

As she kissed you, she thrust deeper, her cock inside you, filling you completely. You could feel her release, the hot, salty liquid pressing against your insides as she came, her body trembling against yours. She groaned into your mouth, her hips bucking against yours, before collapsing on top of you, their weight sending a shiver of pleasure through your entire body.

You held her close, your fingers tangled in her hair as you savored the afterglow of your shared intimacy. After a moment, she pulled away, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. She smiled down at you, her eyes still glassy from desire. "Thank you," she whispered. "That was amazing."

You smiled back, running your fingers along her smooth cheek. "I'm glad I could help," you replied, your voice still husky from the passion that had consumed you both. "And you're welcome."

Kazuha giggled, her breath tickling your ear. "You're so sweet," she whispered, kissing you gently before moving to nibble at your neck. "Now, let's get cleaned up."

Together, you and Kazuha washed up in the sink, taking care to clean the mess from your clothes as well. The cool water felt good against your skin, helping to calm your racing heart and steady your breath. As you finished drying off, Kazuha slipped her arms around your waist, pulling you close. "Thanks again," she murmured into your shoulder. "I'm really glad we could do that."

You wrapped your arms around her as well, feeling a contented warmth spread through your body. "It's no problem," you replied, kissing her gently on the cheek. "I'm just happy I could help." You glanced at the clock, realizing that you didn't have much time left before you needed to get back to your dorm. "We should probably get going, huh?"

Kazuha nodded, reluctantly pulling away from you. "Yeah," she sighed, her voice tinged with regret. "We should." She started to dress quickly, slipping her underwear back on and then pulling on her skirt. You fixed your own clothes as well, trying not to think about how much you'd miss the feel of her skin against yours.

As you made your way back to the dorm, your heart still raced from the intensity of your shared encounter. The warmth between your legs lingered, a constant reminder of Kazuha's presence and the passion you'd just shared. You couldn't help but glance at her occasionally, marveling at the way her hair flowed over her shoulders and the way her hips swayed with each step.

The other girls in the dorm, oblivious to what had truly transpired, welcomed you both back with idle chatter. You forced yourself to focus on their conversation, not wanting to give away the intense intimacy you'd shared with Kazuha. Your body still tingled from her touch, and the memory of her skin against yours lingered in your mind like a haunting melody.

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muruffin · 6 months

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🥄 ◌ yunjin is a real doll ㅤㅤ୨ৎㅤㅤ ໒꒰⑅ㅠ·ㅠ⑅꒱১ ⟡

𐔌 𐙚 pupu delicate girl · ˚ 𓈒 💋 ྀི ◌᭄ ࣪

⋆˖ ﾟ 🍓 sakura coquette angel 𓊇 사랑ׂ ੭ㅤ ೇ

♡ ﹏ ♡︎ eunchae whit pink ribbons ꒰ 🎀 ꒱

얘야 𑇙 ✿ kazuha sweet ballerina ꒰⠀ 🌹 ♡︎ (◞ ◟ )ྀིഒ

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ningvory · 4 months

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Can I ask teacher reader x g!p student Kazuha?

ofc anonie <33

parings: student!g!p kazuha x teacher!reader

synopsis: kazuha has a crush on her teacher and decides to fuck her full of her seed!

warnings: mentions of impregnating, cumming inside, fingering, scissoring, bondage, zuha calls reader unnie, recording, i didn’t poofread so pls ignore any mistakes you see <33

zuha has managed to start crushing on her teacher that happens to be 4 years older than her, she thinks you’re so cute teaching the class about stuff she could care less about. after class she would always ask for extra help but even then she wouldn’t pay attention! too focused on your tits popping out of your blouse thinking abt how big they would be filled with milk! she would keep this up, creating a friendship with you until she decided it was time to fuck you!

you were teaching class until the bell rang, everyone packing up and going to lunch but kazuha was slowly packing up, waiting for everyone to leave out of the room so it was just the two of you. you thought no one was left in the room until you turned your phone off, realizing she was still there you asked her if she needed help with todays lesson, but she cut you off by forcefully grabbing your head with one hand and using the other to hold your arms together, pushing you down on your teacher podium.

“kazuha, what are you doing!? let go of me now!” you asked anxiously, trying to get the girl to let you go. you quieted down when you felt something hard press against your ass.

kazuha used her school uniform tie to tie your arms together and used her now free arm to pull your panties down and began to finger you, making you moan out loud until your moans were muffled by her hand.

“yea you like that, unnie?” kazuha asked you, pumping her fingers into your cunt making you let out more muffled squeaks and whimpers.

she began to scissor you making your legs quiver, “kazu- kazuha! i’m gonna cum!” you said but was muffled from her hand still on your mouth but she understood all that you said, making her move her hands quicker as you came on her fingers.

she raised her fingers with your cum on it to her mouth, groaning at your taste, she could’ve came right there. kazuha finally raised her skirt up to pull down her boxers, dick slapping against her abs from how hard she was. she grabbed your hips and began to pound into your tight cunt, making the podium shake. kazuha, so drunken on the feeling of your cunt hugging her dick thew her head back, releasing her seed into you. she didn’t stop tho, she kept going as she pulled her phone out to record.

kazuha felt your cunt squeeze her dick even more, causing her to grunt as she pounded harder into you, ass smacking against her pelvis.

“i can’t take it!” you whimpered feeling your high coming again.

“you’re gonna take it.” kazuha growled, phone still in her hand recording.

this kept going until the sound of your whines became high pitched, legs shaking and your cunt squeezing zuha for all she’s worth as you came again, kazuha following right behind you cumming inside you again.

kazuha slowly pulled out, watching a mixture of hers and your cum spilling out. she put her boxers back on and pulled the baby pink plug she bought for you out of her purse.

“can’t have you leaking, can we?” kazuha asked with a smile, pushing the plug into you. plugging you up with her seed watching you jerked from the overstimulation, causing her to giggle.

even if she didn’t knock you up this time, she’ll be sure to keep on stuffing you full of her cum until she does. and if you told anyone, she’ll be sure to send the video everywhere. but she really was just bluffing, she had no intention to share this moment of you two. ♡

#ningvory #le sserafim smut #lesserafim x fem reader #g!p #kpop smut #kazuha smut #nakamura kazuha #le sserafim kazuha #♡.nabi’s asks #♡.nabi’s anons #♡.kazuha

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