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yukieya · 10 months

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PING PONG!

you got a new message!

MINORS DNI

summary : he was doing the deed with you until his /your phone starts ringing.. what will he do?

pairing : luca kaneshiro x fem! reader / shu yamino x fem! reader

TW : literal smut 🧍‍♀️ praising , degrading , established relationship, overstimulation, HAIR PULLING , public sex n humiliation ( me thinks ) , JEALOUS! SHU , edging ?!-!1&1’qk, mentions of breed, mirror sex

SHU YAMINO

you both arrived home from a party, you were pretty drunk while shu was still sober since he didn’t want to pass out at the bar and you were touching him all over once he locked the front door.

shu didn’t know how to react except let you do it until you’re satisfied which you did not stop. He told you to stop countless of times but you didn’t bother budging.

and that’s how you end up with your hands on his desk while he pounds you senseless from behind, your back arching for him and his fingers resting on your spine. The perfect view for your handsome sorcerer.

“ s-shu!~ ah!– oh! shu.. so much.. “ you whined, tears threatening to fall while you hold onto the desk for dear life. Shu smirked at your reaction and pleads, leaning his chest down onto your back.

“ stop squirming, m’kay? it’ll be over soon. “ he whispered next to your ear, biting onto it as he continues pounding into your hole without mercy. You continue to moan and whine, desperately trying to release and get this over with.

shu would whisper sweet nothings to you and praising you, “ what a good girl you are, mmh? “ he’d chuckle softly as if he’s not wrecking your hole for hours.

he was so close.. so close he can finally releas– Your phone started to ring. Shu stopped his movements for a moment which you whined at the lost sensation , eyeing on the object that interrupted your session as he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

“ hold on– sorry, i think that’s your phon– oh it’s your friend. “ he said in a dark tone, furrowing his eyebrows in annoyance until an idea came into his mind, smirking at you.

“ forgive me for this. “ he gave you an apologetic smile which quickly changed to his shit grinning fac— to your dismay, he answered the phone and put it on speaker.

you were about to snatch the phone away from him until he gave you sharp thrust, resulting you to yelp in surprise. “ s-shu..!- “ you yelled at him in a hushed tone, he’d look at you and putting his pointer finger in front of his mouth giving you a signal to be quiet.

before you could protest, he continued his sharp thrusting but not loud enough for your friend in the call to hear.. “ mhm? yeah, y/n is not here at the moment.. she’s busy with.. something. “ his smirk would get wider when you covered your mouth and letting out muffled moans and whimpers to keep yourself quiet.

he would send you a sharp thrust when you least expected it while he’s talking to your friend in the call, “ ah– sorry, i had to stretch a little bit. “ he said while pounding you senselessly from behind, he was so slow with it and you were about to whine for more.

he’d lean onto your back again, his mouth near your earlobe, “ you’re doing great, babe.. i promise i’ll give you what you need after this.. “ your body would shiver at his words and his breath on your ear.

“ or do you want them to hear how good you are for me, hm? “

you can feel his smirk growing wider next to your ear, you muffled a whine when he slowed down his pace “ ‘m sorry.. p-please– please fuck me.. please!- “ you whined, forgetting the fact your friend can hear you.

“ good girl. “

he fastened up his pace, you ended up letting out your shameless moans. Shu would smile at you, finally breaking and submitting to him.

of course he did not forget he’s in a call with your friend, “ sorry– i think we need to end it here, she’ll call you later.. or not. “ he’d end the call, tossing your phone on the bed as he continued abusing your hole while changing the positions, putting your legs over his shoulders to plow his length deeper in you and of course, giving your body the support it needed. He’s not that greedy.

you were letting out incoherent words of how good he’s making you feel but with the words you’re mumbling out he could barely understood it but also figured out what he had done.

he fucking knew he fucked you stupid.

“ can you see how much i love you..? how much i love breaking you to the point all you can think about is me filling you up to the brim? “ he’d whisper next to your ear, biting onto your earlobe.

he finally filled your hole up to the brim as he continues giving you one final push, shoving his length deep into you so his cum can stay inside of you even after he pulled out.

as in on queue you finally climaxed on his cock to which he groaned in pleasure, he finally pulls out and stares at his work with your legs barely alive and shaking.

as if a switch flipped, “ sorry babe.. you good? do you need anything– “ his sentence was cut off when he felt your lips on his, his body relaxed and returned the kiss sweetly.

“ i’m fine– you did so good.. “ you reassured him, patting his cheek to which he smiled softly at you.

“ eeh? you guys didn’t tell me you were having a fucking session..~ could’ve let me join too, hmph. “ Hikarino teased, his head peeking in from the door as shu could feel his body heating up in embarassment.

“ hika! get out! “ Shu exclaimed, pushing his brother out of the room. He gave you an apologetic smile, picking you up in bridal style and heading towards to your shared bathroom.

“ let me clean you up then, hm?.. and maybe have some fun. “

LUCA KANESHIRO

teasing luca during stream was a huge mistake.

luca would keep a tight grip on the mouse while talking to his chat, trying to keep his voice down and let out a quiet groan.

“ was that a groan?.. no!– chat, what are you talking about?– “ he’d reassure his fans as he glared down at you to keep quiet, gripping onto your hair as you slowly start to pump him with your hand.

you’d continue pumping him, giving his cock kitty licks and stopping once in a while to work him up. Whenever you do, he would quietly whine out of frustrations while his voice breaks whenever he talks.

it gets to the point he couldn’t even form a simple sentence without groaning every now and then, he decided to end his stream and bidding his chat goodbye tending to some personal matters.

he’d look down, gripping onto your hair tightly when he finally felt you capture his cock into your mouth as his face scrunch in pleasure.

“ f-fuck.. i’m gonna get you back for this.. “

you felt your body shiver in excitement as you continue to tease him by edging him from time to time.

you would continue edging him for hours until a switch flipped inside of him, he gripped onto your hair and shoved your mouth into his cock causing you to gag on it.

“ fucking take it, do your fucking work. “ his tone was dark, pulling your hair to make you take more of his cock in your mouth.

you could feel his hips starting to roughly into your mouth, every time he did you would let out moans that sent vibrations to his cock – making him moan in pleasure.

it felt like hours with you sucking his cock, until you felt his fingers took a good portion of your hair and suddenly shove your mouth into his length.

“ fucking take it. “

he groaned out, his cock throbbing inside your mouth and filling your throat with his cum – your eyes widened at the sensation as he pulls your hair back, staring into your eyes.

“ you look so pretty like this.. “

his view was you in a kneeling position, mouth open which is filled of his juices and cum — satisfied with the sight.

“ swallow it all. “

you didn’t even hesitate, you swallowed all of his cum down to your throat. His smile got wider as you obliged.

“ good girl. “

you were breathing heavily, trying to compose yourself as you felt an arm around your waist – dragging you to the bed, pushing you on it with your back on the mattress.

“ l-luca?– w-wait..– “ your sentence was cut off with his lips on yours, kissing you roughly as he removed his top revealing his tattoos and scars.

and that’s how you got yourself in a mating press position with your boyfriend railing into your hole, roughly as if he’s trying to breed you and fill you up with his kids.

“ this is what you wanted , mhm? fucking slut. “ he’d groan as he changed the position with you on all fours, taking his cock out and sharply thrusting it into your hole making you yelp in pleasure.

“ l-luca– ‘m sorry.. ah! ‘m sorr— haah! “ you whined out, the rough sensation making your vision blurry and your eyes rolling back when he kept hitting your g-spot.

“ sorry won’t cut it baby.. look how good you are.. nh.. taking my cock so well.. “ he’d chuckle, changing positions every single time to hit that g-spot of yours.

“ you’re so fucked out.. you’re drooling all over.. “ he teased, placing his hand on your stomach to feel himself on it until..

his phone started ringing, not bothering to stop his movements and just answered it as if he’s not railing you shamelessly.

“ i’m kind of busy right now, what do you want? “ his tone changed to the person on the call, wrapping his arms around your waist and plowing his length deep inside of you.

he continues to rail you from behind, he’d get an idea as he changed the positions again – making you stand up, facing you in front of the mirror and cupping your face.

“ look how dirty you are.. such a little whore for me mmh? “ he’d whisper next to your ear, pulling away to talk to his men and fastening up his pace which made the situation a lot worst.

it’s been hours since he’s been fucking you non stop, you having to look at yourself in the mirror and he did not stop talking to his men on the phone.

he gave you his seed like.. two , three.. you lost count how many times he came inside of you. “l-luca.. ‘m tired.. “ you’d whine out, he’d ignore the protests of the people in the call as he tosses his phone away to give his attention to you.

“ ‘m sorry baby..– let me help you. “ as you thought he would stop his movements, he started moving in animalistic speed as you moan out loud – trying to cover your moans which you received a smack on the ass.

you’d yelp as luca cups your face, making you face the mirror again to see your shameful form “ let them hear you, look how shameless you look..~ “ he’d smirk, putting you in a mating press position again.

“ look in the mirror, let them hear you while I fill you up with my kids mhm? “ he’d continue abusing your hole as your mind starts to get fuzzy – looking at yourself in the mirror, seeing how much your face changes whenever he hits the right spot.

“ l-luca.. feels sho good..– more,, pleaash.. “ you mumbled out, your mind getting clouded and all you can think about is him and only him. “ i love it pleash.. f-fuck!– “ you whined when he thrusted deeper into you, feeling your climax building up.

“ that’s it, say it more.. let my men hear you.. let them know who’s fucking you good. “ he’d groan when he felt you tighten up around his cock – “ you’re the perfect fleshlight, just for me. “

the way his cock slides in and out so roughly, making you sharply gasp whenever he starts rubbing your clit every now and then. “ s-stop teasing me.. i caan’t.. “ you whined as your walls squeezed around him, putting your legs around him letting his length get deeper inside of you.

with one hand gripping your hip firmly, he used the other to stimulate your sensitive clit, adding an extra layer of stimulation to your already heightened sensations that made you moan louder.

“ l-luca!~ haah!– i’m gonna– please!~ “ you moaned out, holding onto him for release – he’s enjoying the way you’re squirming under him especially when he sees your face changing in the mirror.

as your moans grew louder, luca could sense that you were on the brink of release. The sound of your pleasure mixed with the ongoing phone call, creating an unruly symphony of desire.

he watched, the intensity in his eyes matching the intensity of the moment, as your body trembled with the force of your orgasm. He didn't let up, continuing to thrust and stimulate you, prolonging your pleasure as he relished in his control over your pleasure.

“ that’s it.. take it for me , okay?.. “ he’d groan with a final thrust, he reached his own climax as you twitch in pleasure under him.

luca pants heavily, trying to compose himself and staring at your twitching body with drool near your mouth.

luca sighed, pulling out and taking his phone which was still unmuted. “ i’ll explain whatever we need to discuss tomorrow, i have a girlfriend to take care of. “ he said, ending the call – looking back at you, you were still twitching as an idea came into his mind.

he’d click the camera button, revealing a picture of you to keep it for.. business. He’d pat your cheek a few times, “ y/n? let me help you for now okay? ‘m sorry for going too rough. “ he gave you a soft smile as you weakly nod, can’t form a sentence due to how you lost your voice from moaning and whining all the time.

“ mmh.. i love you.. “ you’d mumble out when he picked you up from the floor as he giggled, kissing all over your face.

“ Love you too. “

05.07.23 — YOOO!! sorry if luca’s part is bad , it was very ruusheddd 🥹🥹 i hope y’all enjoy this though i absolutely love this summary a lot hehe(actuallyfirsttimewritingsmutsoososidkwhatimdoing)

idk if i’ll do the rest though , still sad abt nina’s graduation whwuehdjf 😭😭 but we’ll see i dont have any motivation or ideas for them atm

👟 scenario : 864 words ( wish i can make it longer tho.. or reach 1k but no ideas came into my mind dam )

🦁 scenario : 1.4k words 🧍‍♀️

i love this duo

#luca kaneshiro x reader #nijisanji en x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader smut #shu yamino x reader #shu yamino x reader smut #luxiem x reader smut #luxiem x reader #yuki’s corner

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anantxru · 2 years

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘‘𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 !

𖣠 they‘re needy feat. mysta : vox : ike : shu : luca (luxiem) x fem! reader

𖣠 warnings: [ex]plicit

𖣠 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀

mysta felt so warm and firm inside of you, his cock splitting you open as he pulled you closer into his embrace, grinding his hips painfully slow against your needy cunt. He‘s so lost, can barely comprehend a single thing as he felt you clench around his girth, sucking him dry with everything you got.

he was so sensitive too, desperately wanting to cum inside of you already! he has been fantasizing about it all day :( your slit pooling down your hole and staining the disheveled bedsheets underneath the both of you. "Fuck." he‘s panting through gritted teeth now, mouth agape as he let out the probably most beautiful moan you ever heard against the shell of your ear. You‘re looping your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss, sweat covered bodies sticking together when he playfully sucked on your underlip, biting down before letting go with a grin. He‘s such a tease— which you of course loved! mustering yourself to at least respond with anything other than incoherent pleas of reassurance, yet all you did in the end was moan his name out screamingly, begging him to make you cum already.

𖣠 𝐕𝐎𝐗

the pace vox was always going for was harsh, drawing out mewls and whines from your sweet lips. He‘s so addicted to your cunt, utterly adoring how you‘re clenching around his fat girth— which was very much splitting you open without much effort. Vox knew he was big, how would he not, you‘d always complain about him being too fucking huge for your tight cunt.

his responses were adorable in a way, 'you‘re made for me.' is all he‘d say in response, that you shouldn‘t be scared of anything, he has got you! you were his after all. Vox would always start slow, his tip prodding against your pussy before sliding himself in until he was fully sheathed in you. Fuck, his eyes roll back at the pleasure you inflicted on him now, how are you so fucking perfect. His large hands traced over the soft curves of your body, playfully squeezing your skin before dropping his weight against you, faces meeting each other before he engulfed your lips in his own. It was more teeth and tongue than anything else, spit pooling out of the corners of your lips but vox adored it that way— you knew after all. It‘s so messy, so fucking sinful, he can‘t get enough, even if he tried.

𖣠 𝐈𝐊𝐄

ike only managed to gasp out half a sentence while his cock was pressed against the plush of your ass, hard. He‘s so fucking horny right now, moaning breathlessly against your heat before slamming his hips vigorously. "darling." he‘s stammering, ike was so sensitive, if it wasn‘t for his immense self control he would‘ve released right about now.

he retorted back in the steady rhythm from before, ike‘s grip on your hips tightening and actively pulling you closer to his chest. He wants to put it inside of you already! yet something about grinding himself so fucking desperately against you was downright pornographically on its own. You whined out softly, helplessly pressing back and aching for more pleasure, his grinding increasing as he hummed in encouragement. Ike adored it whenever you showed him how you liked it, more importantly on what you craved— which was his cock. You could feel your orgasm build up deep inside your gut, his member remotely thrusting quickly, girth fitting in between your cheeks and growing in delight. He‘s circling his arms around your waist now, gradually bringing you to your release.

𖣠 𝐒𝐇𝐔

shu‘s hands are grazing over your stomach while he was nestled in between your thighs, legs lazily thrown over his shoulder while he ate you out as if it was the last thing he did. You‘re daring to look down on him, cheeks heated as you dreamed about what he‘d do to you later. Your lower lip felt plump in between your teeth, biting down deeply when you felt shu pick up on pace again.

your hands found refuge on his head, grasping onto the strands of his hair before pulling him closer against your sweet cunt, letting him taste you properly and fuck, shu adored the way you melted against his tongue. You were so fucking sweet with the perfect amount of bitterness to it, your inner thighs sticky with your fluids just like his chin that was stained with your juices as well. Your breasts perked up naturally at the way he was pleasuring you, shu tilted his head up to lock gazes with you, fascinsted by your beauty and on how much you enjoyed yourself right now. "You‘re so pretty." he‘s saying that with a grin, lips coated with your slick as he added the first finger, prodding it on your hole. You smiled shyly at him before rolling your eyes back as he pushed the first finger against your cunt, arousal wrapping around his digit as he pranced over your sensitive walls with his fingernails. He‘s so fucking addicted to your taste, beginning to hump his ever growing bulge against the mattress, hoping he won‘t cum before you do.

𖣠 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀

he‘s slow with it, luca is carefully guiding you up and down his length— which was very much a struggle for you to keep in. He‘s so big and warm inside you, his tip grazing over your delicate walls and hitting that one sweet spot of yours that needed his attention more than anything else. "i could do this." he‘s breaking his own sentence off to pant out hard before speaking again, "i could do this all day." and luca could, if you'd only let him, his stamina was out of this world if you were being honest.

your hands were now laid flat on his chest for additional support before you grinded your hips against his throbbing member. The infamous vein- which was encircled over his girth was throbbing inside of you, warm and angry grazing and coaxing out yet another moan from deep inside your throat. You‘re arching your spine at the feeling, eyes half lidded while you watched him through your lashes, mind threatening to turn blank in the process. Luca had that big grin on his face now— he was enjoying this so fucking much, fingers digging into the soft skin of your body and leaving crescent formed buds on top of them, decorating your figure and marking it as his. He could practically taste his climax approach him now, eyes scrunching shut in delight.

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noellerain · 10 months

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• Arabella [Luca Kaneshiro x fem!reader]

Warnings: smut, spitting, huge age difference (sixteen years), curse words, vague mentions of violence in Luca's past, implied sexual acts in ShuVox's part, Alban is Luca's nephew lol [please let me know if I missed some! Thank you!]

MINORS DNI!

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It’s a summer night and the wind is hot and dry. Had he known how disastrous that date would be, he would’ve ditched it and opted to stay home with his little nephew. They would watch cartoons all night, or maybe set up the toys he bought for him a few days ago after a job well done at school. He’d be in his sweatpants, sipping root beer and he’d watch the little boy run around the living room, letting time pass by. Maybe– just maybe– you’d be there too.

But nope. He wore his best suit, and asked you to babysit his nephew until he comes back. He could only groan in regret while he walked briskly down the sidewalk. You came on time, just as you always did. You were out with your friends, you said. But you came as soon as he called. And while he subtly stared at your black crowning glory, a few strands caressed by Midas’s selfish hands, your round eyes that possibly held all the secrets of the universe and the way you bore your entirety with such grace, confidence and innocence… As if that wasn’t enough, you stood close to him, fixed his necktie and when he took a deep breath and smelled papayas in bloom, he swore that it made his head spin.

It’s wrong. He knows damn well it’s fucking wrong. You’re sixteen years younger than him, fresh out of college with your life ahead of you. And he’s old, way past his prime. He knows that and he sees that the first thing in the morning when he looks at his reflection on the mirror: his salt and pepper hair that he dyed a few times before eventually giving up, the wrinkles surrounding his eyes that were testaments to the laughters he had throughout his life, and even the tattoos that are symbols of fearlessness and his dominance in his organisation as a mafia boss had started to fade. The multiple scars, wounds and scabs he got on the job that represent each trial he had surpassed were now deeply embedded in him. So much that those became one with his skin.

He had a fair share of experiences when it comes to women. But what we had with those women is something different. Being the leader of his organisation, he had no time nor could hardly care less for a serious relationship. Those women were a one-time fun. Flavours of the month. Beautiful and confident women who knew what they wanted and who knew what he wanted. And the most important requirement? No strings attached.

He may sound crazy, and no one might believe him but the moment you moved in next door, befriended his menace of a nephew and could easily go inside their home and hop around the house wearing his large apron, clean up after the little boy and make his life bearable… no. Not bearable. In fact, in the last years he spent with different women who only wanted his deep pockets, women who slept with Mr. Kaneshiro and woke up with Luca, only you made life thrilling again.

He raked his fingers through his long, blonde hair before pressing the doorbell button situated at the side of the large gates. He glanced at his wristwatch that read 7:30 PM and he thought… Surely, they aren’t doing monkey business up there, yet?

He had been friends with four men for many years. They were there through the bestest and the toughest of times.The only thing is that three of them are now facing the greatest challenge in a human being’s life: the incessant and non-stop ticking of time.

The infamous detective had retired, enjoying the rest of his time. Every now and then, authorities get caught up in hard detective work and that’s when he’s summoned. The novelist is now living in a province with the love of his life. He’s still writing stories under aliases, his craft getting better like fine wine.

The other two… well, there’s a little secret about them.

“Good evening, Luca.”

He looked up and saw Shu. Unlike his physique that had seen better days, Shu still looks the same after all these years. Beguiling eyes and smooth porcelain skin… except now that he’s standing in front of him, wearing a loose haori in black and red ombre. His neck and collarbone were littered by red and purple marks, some of them are even bleeding. Luca could only groan and shake his head in disbelief.

“Shu, it’s freaking seven in the evening!”

Shu could only rub his forehead in embarrassment and chuckle lightly. “I’m sorry… it’s just, you know, Vox’s been–”

“I don’t want to know the details. Please– Please spare me from knowing, Shu.” Luca pleaded. Shu just nodded shyly and opened the gate a bit wider for Luca to go in. However, the blonde man seemed to hesitate.

“Nevermind, Shu. I… I’ll just…” he took a few steps backward, and that’s when Shu reached out his hand and squeezed Luca’s shoulder tight.

“Come on, Luca. Get in. Let us know what happened.”

This is not his first time visiting the household. But he always got chills whenever he stepped inside and saw the red and black interior of the house, with a touch of violet on the decorations. Their other two friends might have gotten used to what is now the status quo, but Luca is still adjusting and still can’t wrap his head on how, why, where and when his demon and sorcerer friends started knocking boots.

“Hello, big guy!” Vox greeted when he stepped out of the master’s bedroom, wearing a matching haori. His arms were widely opened when he walked towards Luca, immediately wrapping the blonde man in his arms. Luca shivered. He’s still cold to touch even after so many years but the embrace was tight and sincere, reminiscent of his father’s.

And just like Shu, Vox still looks the same. Smooth, porcelain skin, long black hair with streaks of red but this time, his eyes are in the pinkish colour rather than the usual red. When they met each other’s gaze, Vox’s eyes went soft. Just by the exhaustion plastered all over Luca’s face, he already had a gist of what happened.

“I’ll go get you some whiskey. Vox…” Shu looked at Vox. The demon immediately turned to his lover whose brows were deeply furrowed and his hands were clutching the sleeves of his haori. Vox could feel his tension hence, he gave him a reassuring smile before cupping his cheeks and planting a long kiss on the forehead to which Luca smiled at. So many years had passed… yet the love and warmth he felt from the two remained the same. He felt at home with the familiarity and kept it close to his chest.

“I got it from here, darling.” he whispered.

You were in the deepest part of the ocean. No, you weren’t drowning. You were just slowly being carried away by the currents, sinking deeper yet never reaching the rock bottom. You continued to drift in the darkness alone with the beating of your heart. It has always been like this, you thought. So often that you’ve become one with the darkness, and the water could no longer knock your breath away.

But suddenly, a light appeared at the surface. A hand dipped down the water, and using its firm yet gentle grasp, it held and pulled you up. Your eyes shot open, consciousness gradually coming back to your body. You looked up and saw him. You felt his hand on your shoulder, thumb pressing on the straps of your summer dress. He’s blocking the harsh light coming from the lightbulb, and in his position, little strands of hair that couldn’t be tied in a ponytail, were falling.

Luca. The voice inside your mind rolled his name out gently. Your mouth hung ajar, taking little sips of air to fill your clenched lungs.

“Good evening. Why did you sleep here? You could’ve used the guest bedroom, you know.” he asked, his voice the perfect amalgamation of hoarse and smooth. Deep and light.

You looked around and saw that the television was still on… Oh goodness. What time is it? You brought your hands to your eyes and rubbed them while you slowly stood up. He retracted his hand on your shoulder and sat down next to you on the sofa, watching every little move you make.

“I was just watching this… uh, drama while waiting for you. I didn’t even notice that I fell asleep already.” you explained in the middle of a yawn. “Alban has been excited since I came to babysit. We played all day and he helped me cook– oh, right. Did you already have dinner? We cooked some tonkatsu.”

Luca looked at you for a few seconds before he slowly shook his head, a shadow of a smile appearing on his lips. With that, you stood up and went to the kitchen to heat up leftovers. He stayed on the sofa, eyes following every sway of your dress’s hem, while the conversation he had with Vox kept playing in his head over and over and over again.

“I knew right off the bat that all she wants is money.” he explained to Vox while he sipped on his glass of three fingers of rye whiskey.

“I’m sorry to hear that, Luca.” Vox gently said. “Would you perhaps want me to ask my beloved to make you a love potion?”

Luca fell into a pit of laughter. “What?”

“No, I’m serious. We can talk to him right now and he can make you a potion that could attract women who are dead serious in finding love just like you. My darling is that amazing.”

“Nah, I wouldn’t want that, Vox.” Luca told him, shaking his head. “I… you know. I want what you have.”

The sudden confession made the demon’s eyes go a tad bit wide. He pursed his lips, contemplating his friend’s words while Luca downed the rye in one go. Moments passed and the demon uncrossed his legs and walked towards Luca, who was leaning against the counter.

“You know…” Vox trailed off, looking quite unsure on where he should start. “That was flattering. It really is. But for me, buddy, I think… I think you already have it. I think you’re just looking at the wrong places.”

Luca felt his heart skip a beat. He knew what and who Vox was talking about. Slowly, then rapidly, he shook his head, shutting down the possibility as quickly as possible. “No, Vox. It’s just… you know. It’s awkward. She has a life ahead of her. I don’t want her to be with a pathetic old man like me. Everyone is going to say something. There’s only so much I can filter and protect her from.”

To which Vox replied with a smirk, “Luca, I didn’t mention anyone.”

The demon patted the blonde’s shoulder, whose lips sealed in an instant, and said, “I know. Everyone is going to say something. It’s natural, especially we’re beings that are capable of thinking. And just like me, there’s only so much I can protect my beloved from. But you know… I would rather die protecting him than not being by his side at all.”

“Luca?” You called out while waving your hands in front of his face. He seemed to be in a deep thought for a few seconds before he finally blinked, and looked at you with those soft, jet-black eyes that made your heart squeeze.

“I… the food is ready. Don’t you wanna eat?” You asked. He didn’t say anything. He just smiled and stood from his seat. You swallowed the lump in your throat and boldly grabbed his hand that was limply hanging on his side.

“Come on, it’s good! Alban said he made it with lots of love!” you exclaimed and dragged him towards the kitchen, pushing down the bubbling giddiness and warmth surrounding your stomach. His hands were bigger than yours, rough and coarse. But they felt warm, comforting… safe.

“Sit, sit, sit!” You urged him to the table where a plate of steaming rice and tonkatsu sat, waiting for him.

You noticed that he remained standing, looking at you. For the past year that you’ve moved in and became close with his nephew and him, you’ve always thought that there’s something about him that’s so bright. The brightness that reminds you of the sun each day you wake, its beautiful and majestic beams pouring through your window.

He may be a tall, large man who intimidated Alban’s playground friends, but he is the same man who gave up many things just to keep his nephew safe. You know what he’s capable of– heck, he was a mafia boss. He sat down with you on the sofa and confessed what you needed to know over glasses of white wine a few months ago. And though you may not know how the mafia works, you know that it’s dirty business, and a roll of dice can cost you more than you paid for. You’ve seen enough movies and read too many books to have an idea how dangerous and dark it is.

But he was a mafia boss.

It was in the past. Bygones be bygones. Because right now, he’s just the fun uncle who accompanies his nephew to school events, joins the mom community in their zumba and yoga sessions, and the neighbour who was kind enough to help you unload boxes during your moving day. He was the one who helped you with your resume and recommended you companies to apply for, the one who made sure you walk on the safe side of the road, the one who ditched his date just to fetch you from work while it was raining and the traffic was heavy, the one who takes note of the little things about you and remembers them, the one who makes you laugh with his incredibly different sense of humour, the one whom you can sit with for hours, talk with or be with in a comfortable silence just watching TV or watching Alban play, and the one who sat down and opened his heart to you– took your hand, and walked you through his past that was inked with blood, the stench of sins that were masked by the scent of lavender and baby powder. He showed you how the big transition of his life took place and told you about the peaceful future he’s working on.

God, the urge to say out loud to him how much you wanted to be a part of that future he’s talking about. To stop looking for someone because you’re right here.

“I see you,” he whispered. You looked at him, face contorted in a frown. You didn’t quite catch what he had said. He only smiled and said once more, “I see you, my Arabella.”

Then he brought his face close to yours. Your eyes almost crossed by the proximity. You can smell the pungency of alcohol, and his scent of musk and wood. And in a matter of four deafening heartbeats, you felt his lips softly land on yours.

Your head spun. What? What was happening?

He wanted to say sorry. Sorry for not being able to keep it in but he also wants you to know that he tried his best for the past months. How it took him almost everything to stop his fingers from tracing the curve of your nose, the bow of your lips, and your nape down to the arch of your back.

He ran his fingers on your scalp, your hair gliding in between his fingers. Your lips tasted of strawberries and rosé, a flavour so intoxicating and dizzying. He cupped your jaw, pressed harder– wanting more and more of that sweet taste while he whispered, “Sorry, ‘m sorry, baby.”

You’ve always thought that it must’ve felt like seeing stars. Blinding light in your eyes, your tight grasp to rationality slowly letting go as you transcend higher to the skies, away from the ground. You couldn’t be anymore wrong.

It was messy. Your lips were swollen by the time you felt the cushion behind your back. The hair tie that was keeping his hair in a ponytail was long gone, strands of his golden locks tickling your flushed skin while his lips smothered wet kisses on your navel. Your summer dress was discarded on the stairs, and he impatiently ripped the white, button-down shirt he’s wearing. He threw it across the room, left to gather the floating dust coming from the moonlight spilling through the window.

It was uncomfortable. Your arms were crossed, legs shut. Your eyes were closed, not daring to look him in the eye. This isn’t how you imagined your first time to be. You wanted it to be certain, and you laid there with a bit of sanity left, wondering in fear of what happens after.

“Hey, hey.” he called, his voice gentle and soft. His hands cupped your jaw, thumbs caressing the apples of your cheeks. “Open your eyes, baby. Look at me.”

And you did look at him, threatening tears blurring your vision. You put your hands on top of his, cheeks snuggling to the base of his palms. “I… I just don’t want to give you something–”

“It’s okay, baby,” he whispered. “It’s okay. You don’t have to. I love you and we can stop here if you want. It’s okay, baby. I love you and we’ll figure things out, okay?”

You felt hot tears sliding down your cheeks, his fingers were quick to wipe them away. Without inhibitions and hesitations, your hands reached out for his jaw, his stubble tickling your fingers. You pulled him close and kissed him ferociously and longingly. Your legs started to relax and soon felt yourself open up, his chocolate-dipped fingers leaving butterfly kisses on your inner thighs. You felt him in, and you fought real hard to hold his gaze. Memorise him. Take pictures with your mind, prove to yourself it isn’t a dream.

He wanted to seize you with his hands and embed his body in yours. Til your bodies become one– he would crawl on your skin and bask in your warmth, be close to your heart and savour its every beat.

His hands situated on the plush of your thighs, fingers squeezing the smooth, plump flesh. His eyes were in daze, staring at you while your lips went down on each wound and scar that he once tried to hide from you. Yet here you are, planting light kisses on each one, reminding him that those scars are his and that there’s nothing to be ashamed of because regardless, he’s loved and accepted. Your fingers delicately traced each line and curve of his tattoos which are symbols of his bravery and the representations of his positions in that society, a world you’ve never been before.

He sat up, held you by the waist and pulled you close until your bodies were almost combined. His lips sank into the nook of your neck, each suck and bite knocked your breath away. Your fingers combed his long hair and gathered a few strands once you reached the ends. You brought those golden strands to your lips, gently pecking and inhaling their scent. You lightly chuckled once the sweetness of the flowers wafted through your nose.

“Hmm?” he hummed after hearing your small laugh and feeling the light vibration of your body. You shook your head and pressed a kiss at the top of his head.

“Nothing, sweetheart. For a big, tough man, you smell rather sweet.”

“I’m a big tough man?” he asked, eyes shining in awe. It reminded you of an adorable and energetic golden retriever. You threw your head back in laughter before nodding, arms wrapping around his neck.

“Yes, you’re my big, tough man, Luca.”

His eyes were tightly shut, his body almost close to convulsing while he held the back of your knees while your feet were hung in the air. Fuck, fuck. Strings of profanities bombarded his mind while he held you close, trying his best to calm down and not scare you. But how the fuck could he do that when you’re this fucking tight? He held to that last string of sanity he has like his life depended on it, reminding himself to take it easy.

“Slowly, please…” you begged, lips buried on the flesh of his shoulder. Your hands are on his back, freshly-painted nails digging his skin. In the middle of it all, you have half a mind to suppress the noises coming out of your mouth, in fear that Alban, who was sleeping next door, might hear.

But there’s only so much you can do. Because when his hips started to snap, and your breath was knocked away, body bobbing up and down– fuck– you lost it. No, there were no stars that appeared and shone brightly in your eyes. What you’ve seen were his jet-black eyes that held your gaze while he continued his ministrations slowly.

“Come on, baby. Hold on to me, yeah?”

“Hmm.” you hummed and melted into his arms, your hips started to snap in sync with his. You heard him groan, which– heavens above– made your insides clench. You took it as a cue to continue and go faster, meeting him halfway through.

It was too much. By the time you reached the one hour mark, the blanket you stuffed in your mouth was dripping wet. Your voice is long gone at the back of your mind, throat dry from the lewd noises that never faltered to slip out for the past hour. Your head is spinning, body spent and filled to the brim. But you refused to let go, legs tightly wrapped around his waist while he bent you in half, his eyes never leaving yours as he kept a faster pace and rhythm. His one hand was encircled on your neck, while the other was cupping your cheeks.

Your throat started to itch and in a desperate attempt and twisted plea, you opened your mouth wide, tongue slipping out, begging for a drop of water in the middle of Sahara. He understood, puckered his lips and spitted. The thick blob of saliva fell on your tongue– tastes like whiskey– and you swallowed hard, an act that made him go even more feral.

You laid down on the bed, time suddenly became an unknown concept while your eyes went in and out of focus. You heard the door creak, and you wanted to turn your head and look at him but your body felt like it wasn't yours anymore: tear-stained cheeks, limp arms, sore legs and aching back. The euphoria was now dissipated, replaced by the kind of silence that was slightly nagging, begging to be acknowledged. He came into your vision and even though it hurt, you couldn’t help but to smile. He reached for your hair and fixed some of the mess before wiping your entire body with a wet cloth.

His hands, big and calloused, dipped in experience and blood suddenly became like Alban’s. Clumsy, shaky… heck, even a little queasy. While he was washing the cloth, he still couldn’t believe what just happened. He could still feel the softness of your lips, the intensity of your gaze, your scent all over him that smelled like ylang-ylang. And heavens… the small whimpers and moans that he had secretly wondered and thought about before… Still, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. It was supposed to be one kiss and a confession. How did it end up like this?

“Sorry.” he whispered while he wiped your stomach using the warm cloth.

“Hmm?” you hummed, way too out of it to even comprehend what he had said.

He retracted his hand and looked at you again. God. Even if your hair’s a mess, your body is marked with his tattooed kisses, you still look so beautiful. A goddess. Or maybe an angel sent from above that he doesn't deserve. In a low whisper, he said: “I’m sorry.”

“Why?” you asked in a tiny voice, your eyes starting to blink slowly. Hypnos had arrived, and was slowly cradling you in his arms.

“I didn’t… I’m sorry. I really am. I wanted you to know how much I love you yet–”

“I love you too.” You said with what’s left of your voice. Once those words came out, your heart almost burst into millions of butterflies, lifting the heavy load up, up and away.

His eyes went wide, mind slowly registering what you just said. Soon, a smile slowly creeped in on his face. You couldn’t help but break into a smile, too. God. If you could only move your arms, you’d pull him in for a tight hug and whisper to his ears that you love him, how much you care for him and Alban, and that he made you feel so, so loved and cared for tonight more than all of the men you’ve gone out with for the past years combined.

“So don’t say sorry, okay? I’m really, really tired and sleepy, Luca… but I love you, okay? I love you and we’ll figure it out…”

Those were the last words that came out of your mouth before you slipped into the darkness and fell. He pulled the blanket up and laid down next to you. Strange. The bed used to feel huge, and no matter how much he covered himself using either a blanket or a duvet, it never felt this warm.

Your hands immediately grabbed onto him, your cheek pressing against his chest. And when his palms held the arch of your back, you felt cold to touch. He pulled you even closer, tangled his legs with yours… Then while he waited for sleep to come, he stared at your peaceful sleeping face, in awe of how tiny you looked in his arms.

Finally, after so many months of hesitations, and searching in the wrong places, he finally has someone whom he shall treasure with the entirety of his heart, along with Alban. Someone who listened to him, didn’t berate and leave him even after knowing his past. He finally has someone who cares for him and Alban, someone he’d be delighted and absolutely honoured to care for, love for, and spend the rest of his life with… oh, wait. That’s looking too far in the future. But he’d let you know tomorrow morning how he intends to make it come true.

He pressed a kiss at the top of your head and inhaled your scent, wishing it would linger on the sheets, on the pillowcases and on him.

“I love you. I love you and thank you, my Arabella.”

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Noelle: AO3 saw this first teehee :D [inspired by the song Arabella of Arctic Monkeys]

Thank u for reading!!! 🥹

©noellerain

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rew0nder · 2 years

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MISS YOU ! SHU YAMINO ?!

summary: shu's busy, you're overthinking. after a few misunderstandings, you talk and shu makes it up to you :) includes : shu yamino (luxiem) type : nsfw, fluff, smut and aftercare, oneshot (like seriously this is too long omg). event : WE GO 100 !

request: "i've been thinking abt you all day" & "ill take care of you" in subtle smut starters for shu pls !! a/n : I COULDN'T FIND UR ASK FOR SOME REASON ANON IM SO SORRY HUHU, but anyways!! this took way too long lol

shu was a busy man, he had to stream almost everyday only having a few days off and those days off consisted of him working on whatever project he was working on. as his s/o, you understood that he needed to do this because it was his job. you were happy that he enjoyed his job but... it felt lonely at times.

you weren't as busy as him and your sleeping schedule mashed with his, leaving little time to talk and bond. even if the worlds were in your favor and aligned your sleeping time with his, you would only have small time to actually bond together, because he had some work after his rest.

you didn't want to disturb him with your feelings, he was already busy enough to even make him worry about you. but as weeks and days go by, this lingering feeling only disturbs you from your everyday life.

you were overthinking everything, you were even doubting if he actually loved you and it showed through how you acted around him. you would be more distant whenever he talked to you, you wouldn't lean into his touch whenever he touched you, you wouldn't even kiss him before you sleep, and you always did that.

and shu noticed every single thing, and boy oh boy was he worried. he tried offering his lap during streaming but you refused to say that you didn't want to disturb him. he tried buying your favorite food and you would only smile and put it in the fridge leaving it there, claiming you were full even if you were starving.

he didn't know what he did so he did what he was good at, observing. he knows how your body talks.

you've been moping around him. when he was streaming, he felt some gaze coming from his door. he looked back and the door was slightly ajar, he always closed his door whenever he streams. always hears a knock on his door and upon opening, he's greeted with a tray with a bottle of water and a plate full of his favorite snacks. you always did that, but you were the one personally giving him the food and giving him a kiss on the cheek reminding him to not stress himself out.

but you were doing this instead.

shu knew something was really off, and he decided to confront you about it. on his day off, he invited you to eat dinner with him. ordering his and your favorite foods, and watching a movie with him.

it was a simple cute date night he figured you liked since you've been sending him tiktok links about fun cute dates at home.

"i've ordered the food already, it should be coming in about an hour or so." shu looks at you and gives you a small smile, patting the empty space beside him on the couch. "an hour? why will it take that long?" you ask, plopping down on the sofa chair next to the couch. shu purses his lips, hands now placed on the pillow on his lap, "traffic, and also the restaurants nearby are closed so i had to order far." you hum and nod your head, reaching for the remote next to shu, but instead was met by shu's hand that had his hand on the remote. you quickly withdraw your hand and instead, placed it on the rest of the couch. shu sees this and hands you the remote.

"what do you want to watch?" he asks. you blush, embarrassed as you grab hold of the remote looking through what movies were on the USB. "this one... are you okay with this one?" shu looks at your pick and hums, "i'm fine with that."

it's been 15 minutes since the movie started. you're shifting uncomfortably in your sofa chair, the space was too small for your liking, you should've accepted the offer to sit beside shu- at least that would've been comfortable and you would've been able to snuggle up to hi-- what were you thinking? what if he doesn't like that?? god, (name) you should ask before touching them, what if they don't like your touch? you shake your head, staring straight at the tv, trying to get rid of these thoughts.

shu wasn't watching the movie. in fact, there was a much more interesting scene to watch, and that was you. unbeknownst to you, shu has been observing you. you would glance at the empty seat beside him, playing it out as if you were only asking for a pillow beside him. then you would shift in your seat, trying to get comfortable, eyeing the seat beside him, again, playing it out as if you were stretching.

it was only 15 mins. 15 mins to take shu to finally confront you.

shu reached for the remote placed on the coffee table, pausing the movie that was immediately followed with your head whipping towards him with a face evident of confusion.

"why'd you pause it?" you ask, furrowing your brows.

"what's wrong?" shu asks, eyeing your every move.

"what do you mean? why'd you pause the movie?"

"did i do something wrong?" you widen your eyes, but immediately revert them back.

"what do you mean shu?" you question, hoping he didn't notice you shrink under his intense gaze.

"you didn't come to my room during stream, you usually come with food but you left them at the door." shu utters out, worry apparent in his eyes.

"you're avoiding me. you're avoiding my touch, you didn't want to sit beside me today." his voice comes off shaky, eyes looking at your body language.

he noticed? your mouth opens to say something to comfort him but you halt, words stuck in your throat as you look at shu, his nervous gaze, and his shaky voice. he cared? he noticed you avoiding him... you tried your best to act normal... but he noticed?

shu reaches out for your hand, and you let him. both his hands rubbing both your hands comfortingly as he looks at them, slowly looking up into your eyes, "did i upset you, hm? can you tell me what i did wrong babe?"

you felt words bubble up in your throat. all the concealed feelings, all the thoughts that haunted you and kept you up at night, everything is threatening to spill.

but nothing comes out, and instead, you cry. shu is startled, immediately reaching to your face, his body leaving the seat and settling to kneeling in front of you, "hey... hey, are you okay?" shu worryingly asks, his hand tilting your head upwards to examine your face, but you jerk your head away, sniffling as you raise your hand up to wipe any tears that rolled down your face. shu takes none of that, and reaches for your head once again, gently nudging it to his face. "look at me, please?" he pleads, and you cave in. you slowly look at him, you almost forgot how deep his purple eyes are and how you can drown in them so easily. shu gives you a little smile, "there you go," he says his purple eyes resembling the vast deep galaxy skies.

"now, can we talk about what's bothering you?"

you spilled everything. from you feeling lonely, to how you think he doesn't love you anymore, you said everything. while you poured your heart out, you were constantly looking at shu's reaction, but his face remained the same, calm and unmovable-- well that would be what it seems like to other people. not a lot of people know this but shu's eyes tell emotions. his flames are constantly fluctuating, growing larger and reverting back to their size. his eyes tell that he's hurt, that he feels guilty for leaving you alone with your thoughts.

his face may not seem like it cares too much, but his eyes and his flames tell everything.

"so yeah, i just felt alone yk? it's... i'm sorry, shu-"

"no, no, no. it's my fault, i should've left some days open for you... 'm sorry for leaving you all alone by yourself." shu says, hands still holding yours.

"don't be sorry! you were busy and it's your job... how can we pay rent without working?" you joke, hoping to lighten the mood. shu chuckles at this and gives your hand a little squeeze, heating up his hand as comfort.

"still... it was a dick move of me to not pay attention to my sweet beloved s/o when i'm absolutely free." you giggle at the nickname, giving him a little kiss on the cheek, "you're right, it was a dick move to ignore your beautiful, caring, sweet, beloved s/o when you're absolutely free." shu chuckles and smiles at you.

suddenly, shu's phone rings. you look over to him and he looks over to his phone, looking at the screen, "food's here," he says. rising from his seat, but you stop him, "i'll go grab it." giving him a small smile before rising from your seat to grab the food.

"i've been thinking abt you all day" you whisper, arms wrapped around shu's waist as you lay down on the bed. "yeah?" he says, arms draped over your shoulders while his other hand is rested on your waist. "mhm, i missed you so much." you sit up, leaning on his chest as you carefully inspect his beautiful face. " 'm sorry..." he apologizes, looking at you with his puppy dog eyes. you smile at this, tucking away a fallen hair, "don't be, you were busy and it's your job." he gives you a small pout, "still... i should've left some days open for you... how can i make it up to you?" you hum, smiling shyly as you thought of something, "well...." shu raises an eyebrow, "well?"

"can i?" you ask shyly, looking down at his pants, gently caressing his thighs. shu raises an eyebrow in surprise. how long has he hadn't touched you? to the point you would ask it yourself. you, who was shy even to ask the waiter for an extra ketchup packet.

"sure, go ahead baby." you look up at him with a shocked look on your face, you weren't expecting him to agree that fast. you stayed still for a moment before regaining your composure. you sit on his thigh, hands placed on his chest, as it travels under his shirt.

shu sighs, letting you feel him up as his eyes gaze into yours. "mhm..." your hands creep down, feeling the bulge that started to grow. you inch closer to him, eyes trailing down to his lips, and back up to his eyes. his breaths are short and it almost sounds like he's out of breath, "you can kiss me you know?" shu breathed out, he didn't even know he was holding on. "i know," you whisper, your mouth leaning to meet his. your lips were parted slightly and shu took the chance to slip his tongue inside, tongues tangling with each other as you stifled a moan. "shu," you whined, temporarily leaning away from him, "mhm.. i got you." he assures you, hands pulling you in for another kiss.

you tap his arm, and shu parts, watching as you gasp for air "how long have i left you all alone here?" he asks, hands placed on your waist, rubbing it comfortingly. "too long..." you mumble, your hands placed on his bulge, groping it as shu lets out a moan, "too too long..." you start, unbuttoning his pants, "i really missed you, you know?" you pull the zipper down, shu's hazy eyes carefully watching your every move. "you should take responsibility for this." you pull away, taking off your shirt, "c'mere." shu calls out, patting his thigh, you obliged, hovering over his erected tip, "i'll take care of you," his hands guiding you down slowly, "i'll take good care of you."

you let out a moan, pressing your forehead against his while you ease slowly on his dick, your tight cunt sucking him in. shu closes his eyes, letting out short breaths as he starts the pace. holding your waist as he thrusts up, skin slapping as you meet him. "i missed you so much, hah— fuck. i missed this" shu says, his eyes fluttering open to glance at your expression, only to see you staring at him, mouth slightly apart. shu takes this chance to lean forward, and stick his tongue inside, feeling your warm soft lips against his was grounding. feeling you—this close—was grounding. it felt like he was home again.

you sigh against his heated mouth, hands creeping around his neck to pull him impossibly closer, desperate to feel his warmth. shu grunts at the feeling, pulling apart for a second to take in the sight of you. he smiles a little before thrusting up at an inhumane pace, his hands growing warm and cold alternately making you yelp at the feeling, "that's cheating— ah!" shu only smiles at you, his hand whipping up to create a flame to envelop you. the flame felt warm and hot to touch, but it didn't burn you. your stomach flipped, enhancing the incoming orgasm you were about to feel. hands creeping up to his hair, gripping it, "ah-" shu groans out. and then, you feel it, the knot in your stomach unraveling.

"'m cumming- 'm cumming ah!" your eyes roll back, mouth gaping open as you feel shu's sporadic thrust, grinding on your pussy as you feel your walls painted with white. "hah-" shu's breath slowing down, hands rubbing circles on your waist.

you lean against him, head snuck in his neck as shu chuckles a little bit. you furrow your brows, "why are ya laughing?" he hums, "i don't know, maybe it's because you're so cute? haha" you flush, even diving your head deeper into his neck, hands playfully slapping his arm as shu lets out an ow.

shu sighs in contentment, hands still rubbing circles on your waists as both of you bask in your afterglow. you were in such a mix of emotions, feeling so vulnerable yet so confident at the same time. you trace circles on shu's arm, feeling so grateful that he's still here with you.

"i love you."

shu's eyes widen, blinking a few times to register what you just said. and when he did, boy oh boy, his flames suddenly appeared and let out a little spurt before disappearing again. shu looked at your head snuck in his neck, remaining still. while you were overthinking again, wondering why he was taking so long to react. just as you were about to rise your head from his neck, he replied,

"i love you too."

you rise your head completely, looking forward to his face, giving you his signature v smiling face. your heart leaping out from your chest, feeling a few tears leaving your eyes as shu laughs, wiping them away with his tender hand.

you felt complete.

"babe," shu calls out, tapping your waist as you let out a sound in reply, "we have to clean up. we're not sleeping sticky," you whine in response, hugging him closer. "you're a magician, do your magic."

"a sorcerer, babe."

"whatever, it's the same thing"

"it is but i want to be called sorcerer."

"okaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy, can you just teleport us to the bathroom?"

"hmm... i don't know, should i?"

"babeeeee"

"alright, alright."

"you're so spoiled, i shouldn't use my magic so carelessly like this you know?"

"but you love me."

"sigh. i do."

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shus-armpit · 1 year

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Oh yeah I also desperately need Mysta to put me on a leash, and parade me around naked while recording. And when he's done he sits behind me in front of a full-length mirror and makes me watch him finger me until my pussy twitches and plays with my nipples until they're sore. He just holds your head to the mirror so you can see how filthy you're getting because of him. To have him call you a filthy disgusting slut while holding your legs open wide enough to see everything and spank you each time your eyes leave the mirror. Sorry for the mega horny but I thought you'd be the best share it with.

yes! he would totally record you looking up on his pov to fap to later...maybe even investing in a ringlight or phone stands just to finger you senseless and shiver as he holds you down and works you with his other hand. or maybe both? maybe holding your cock/rubbing your clit and fingering you at the same time? or maybe he stands the phone up and has you sit on his face, to watch your visual reactions later... ahhh! mysta edging you when you dont look at the mirror when you're about to cum, so he makes sure you take a good look and tells you to try again. gmhmmh

#.asks #.anon #mysta rias smut #mysta rias x reader #mysta x reader #mysta rias #mysta smut #luxiem x you #luxiem x reader smut #luxiem smut #luxiem x reader #luxiem

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soliloquiss · 2 years

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Hello can you please do a (NSFW) K,T amd U with mysta or Ike 😳

( NSFW: K, T, U FEATURING IKE EVELAND ! )

SPECIAL 100 EVENT CLICK TO PARTICIPATE

❥ WARNING: MDNI ! ( x gender neutral! reader )

❥ a/n: thank you for participating !! lowkey went wild with headcanons in this one >; ) i hope you like it <3

(K) Kink = ike absolutely loves wax play hence why he hoards a lot of candles, not just the scented wax ones but also the massage kind. he adores the sounds that you make when he's showering you with heartfelt kisses but also dripping hot wax on your most sensitive parts at the same time. even though your eyes are shut, you could feel ike smiling in the scene as you continually whimper and wince from the temperature of the liquid on your supple skin. after leaving few droplets of the lukewarm wax, he'll massage your body with his skillful hands, casually groping your chest in slow motions. he'd twist and turn your now perked up nipples, you could feel every detail in your foreplay because of the smooth sensation from the liquid wax earlier that melted into essential oils. another reason why it's a turn on for him is that he can see your body glistening with the bright lights of his room, every nook and cranny of your sex could be seen with his naked eyes.

T (Toys) = oh definitely. he's quite an adventurous person whenever the topic is about sexual intercourse. from the outside, he might look like your ordinary-vanilla-guy who likes fluffy intercourses but you were so wrong about that. he had purchased a box of pleasure toys to try for you, as seeing you beg him for the real thing really arouses him. he'd often edge you from your climax just to hear you plead for his dick and rail you until dawn <3 basically, he'd use his toys as a way to sexually rile you up until you cry for his cock, almost as if you're intoxicated from the sexual pleasures he's made you feel.

U (Unfair) = he may not give off the vibe that he likes to tease at first, but he always does whenever he feels extraordinary. although he enjoys your expressions whenever he's being unfair to you, usually he wouldn't be able to resist your charm and will eventually give in. the teasing he's done for you ranges from edging or prolonging the foreplay until you're seeping with your white juices, wanting to be dicked down already. as a bonus, he'd bedaub his fingers with your cum and show how alot of it is coming out of your genitalia, playing with the substance for you to see how naughty you truly are— the strings of cloudy white in color barely breaks between ike's fingers. "look at how much you're yearning for me."

#🜲 soliloquiss 100 #ike eveland #ike eveland x reader #ike eveland smut #luxiem #luxiem x reader #luxiem x reader smut #luxiem smut #nijisanji en #nijisanji en x reader #oh god wax play .. mhmmm #luxiem headcanons

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sweet-honey-fruit · 2 years

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The amount of content lacking for the Luxiem fandom is a crime. I need it. I’m deprived of it. I need my needs to be fulfilled. Tumblr please, Ao3, ANYONE BESIDES WATTPAD PLEASE HELP ME

Anyway requests are open for them so please send them in so I can fix it chfbf

#sweethoneyfruit talks #luxiem x reader #luxiem x reader smut #luxiem #luxiem smut #vox akuma #vox akuma x reader #vox akuma smut #vox akuma x reader smut #luca kaneshiro x reader #luca kaneshiro #luca smut #shu smut #shu x reader #mysta rias #mysta rias x reader #mysta smut #ike x reader #ike smut

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zhxngii · 1 year

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he gets jealous quite often, quite easily actually. something as small as someone looking at you a certain way, that only he claims he can, would tick him off. he doesn't hide his feelings while he's fucking you roughly. his hips aren't showing any signs of stopping now, his hand comes up to your neck giving it a light squeeze, a satisfied smirk on his lips as he hears your cries.

he loved it when you were so vocal, it was adorable... Even if he knew you were his, he couldn't help but still let you know who you belong to. he leans down, bringing his lips toward your ear. In a hushed tone, he whispers, "You're mine".

VOX, HEX, CHILDE, Kaeya, Kaveh, Alhaitham, Scaramouche

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inmaki2 · 9 months

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luxiems reaction to a partner that’s loud in bed

req . pairing : luxiem x f!reader .

smut mdni . 1.1k est wc .

warnings : mocking in mystas . pull out method in lucas . uhh it’s just filth

posting b4 i sleep.. sry for taking so long with this im a slow writer + kpop blog shit LMAO

- mysta rias

your sounds are a one way ticket to shooting this man’s ego through the roof.

whenever he gets to be on top, mysta thrives in the fact that he can make you feel so good, to the point where volume has no consequence in your poor fucked out brain. of course, this doesn’t mean your boyfriend won’t be a little mean about it — it’s just how he is.

“uh, uh,” mocking the tone of your choked up sounds, mysta can’t help but snicker while his hips slam into yours. “so—“ he’s cut off when your walls squeeze him even tighter, “shit, such cute fuckin’ noises. my dick’s that good, huh slut?”

you don’t even have the strength to vocalize your embarrassment from the cruel imitation, much too preoccupied gripping the sheets for dear life. not to mention the pathetic string of drool falling from the corner of your swollen lips; open mouth allowing more squeals to escape with every thrust while the grip on your thighs tighten.

his pace never relents, even when your walls are practically suffocating him. “c-cum, please pl— ah! please, wanna cum, mysta,” you beg, voice cracking desperately.

the pleads coming from your sore throat only encourage the male to go rougher, one sleek finger rushing down to circle your puffed clit while the others lie sternly across your pelvis, harsh pressure preventing any attempts to squirm away while massaging the bulge his length leaves on your lower tummy in the process.

with you nearly spasming beneath him, mysta smiles wider. “hold it, kay? keep moaning my name louder n’ i’ll consider. let everyone know who’s fucking you this good.”

- shu yamino

it’s like a game for him — what can he do to make you even louder? theres no point in whining either, you can whimper and beg all you want, but your nerd of a boyfriend is rather strict in bed no matter how much he loves your pleas.

shu has your back pressed to his toned chest, a muscly bicep ensuring you’re immobilized by mimicking a seat belt across your waist. his free hand plunges two skillful fingers into your hole, purposely avoiding your clit for nothing but the fun of it.

even so, perhaps it’s the way he abuses that gummy spot so easily, or maybe the sloppy sounds coming from his mouth as he sucks on your shoulder — whatever it is, you simply can’t hold in your cries.

“want.. want your cock now, shu. please pl—!” a slap to your cunt along with the emptiness of his fingers’ absence has you crying out, and it takes everything in your boyfriend’s power to not groan as your ass rubs right on his bulge.

biting into your shoulder, shu tuts in disappointment. “this isn’t enough?” he lazily drags his pointer through your folds, huffing. “i thought you were my good girl.“

“i am, i am your—“ you’re cut off with another slap, yelping in a mix of delicious pleasure and pain while juices flow out from the contact.

“enough,” he spits. “good girls dont complain when they already have two fingers filling them up. they sit there, moan, and take it.” before you can reply, he’s already thrusting back into you, humming in approval when you let out a gutteral sound that can surely be heard outside the room.

“there you go, scream my name when you cum.”

though you can barely think, you use your last bit of strength to mumble out, “do— do i get your dick after?”

this has shu letting out a chuckle even while his fingers are curling into your walls, and you swear you see the tip of his ears turn a shy red. “sure, princess. s’long as you keep those pretty moans up.”

- ike eveland

yes, your boyfriend loves the variety of sounds he can emit from you, but god it stresses him out sometimes.

ike is not up for sharing nor exhibitionism, the mere thought of anyone else hearing or knowing what the two of you are up to has him pausing anxiously, even when the blissful feeling of your thighs suffocating him flourishes. he occasionally wonders how your throat manages such strain, even more so when you nearly howl from the way his lips suck around your most sensitive area.

despite your body weight crushing him, ike manages to pull off for a second to breathe. “no..” you complain, hands rushing to tug him back by the fluffy grey hair tickling your thighs.

“don’t worry, i’ll give you what you want, y/n,” he reassures, pretty face red and sweaty. “but try to stay quiet for me.”

“s’ hard..” almost teasingly, ike’s tongue is swiftly back to licking up your juices, two pale arms hooking around your thighs to ensure you’re fully sitting right on him. his prior request diminishes, in fact, the opposite only occurs.

everytime his tongue pushes into your hole, his nose bumps your clit so perfectly — not to mention the vibration coming from his own sounds against your cunt, hurriedly sending you over the edge. “geez, i say be quiet and you only get louder. bad girl.”

you’ve pretty much tuned him out at this point of your high, which ike catches onto rather quickly. though to your luck, your boyfriend is feeling merciful. “go on— mmh, just cum. as long as you’re ready to get gagged after while i fuck you.”

- vox akuma

well aren’t you just made for this man? being loud himself, vox very much appreciates your openness to matching his volume whether it be intentional or not. his ego is skyrocketing as is, but every time you scream his name, it feels as though something goes off in his brain, resembling a mental pat on the back that has his cock twitching.

“fuuuck, cunt’s squeezing me so damn tight. keep moaning like that, baby.” contradictingly, the man presses your face further into the mattress, plowing his length into you from behind at a dauntingly fast pace. it may sound strange, but vox thinks you look cute suffering underneath him like this.

you aren’t even sure if it’s tears or drool staining the sheets, but the bubbling feeling of embarrassment encourages you to finally purse your lips and stop the erotic noises circling your bedroom.

however, your boyfriend freezes, seemingly accepting this as a challenge.

his hips cease movement almost completely with only the tip poking your entrance, a graceful hand running up your sides as he whispers. “oh? what’s this?” suddenly, you feel yourself being pulled up, two fingers turning your chin to come face-to-face with a sinister sneer. “going quiet on me?”

“milord..” as you attempt to speak, your jaw is forced open wider before a glob of saliva is dropped onto your vulnerable tongue.

“swallow,” vox hisses. you comply seconds later even though your cheeks are burning red, body involuntarily squirming in pathetic attempts to run from the length slowly sheathing back inside. “good girl.”

when he’s an inch or two from bottoming out, he pulls your hips back onto him, ejecting a chocked yelp from your mouth at the feeling of him hitting that gummy spot. vox only laughs in response. “so cute.. thinking you can hide those pretty sounds from me.” an offended tch leaves his lips. “do that again and you’re not cumming tonight, m’kay darling?”

- luca kaneshiro

luca’s main goal in bed is just to please you as much as he can, so being loud does nothing but make him feel pride and act as a sign that he’s doing well — especially now when he’s putting all his strength into making you both reach bliss.

legs wrapped tightly around his waist, you let out a groan as his cock plunges into you harshly, the girth and length making your eyes squeeze shut by the fullness. “please luca..”

he grunts, sweat rolling down his face and onto yours. “what- what are you begging for now?” the blonde moves one hand down to your chest, pinching your nipple playfully.

“harder!”

“harder?” luca parrots, a mischievous smirk rising across his cheeks. who was he to say no? “don’t complain if you can’t walk tomorrow.”

regardless of his warning, he quickly obliges, snickering at how a strangled moan is forced out of you with each prod. luca is certainly aware of the racket you’re making, but noise complaints are his last concern when he gets a front row seat to your eyes rolling back into your skull. “jesus, you’re loud. gonna— shit, gonna squirt all over me babe?”

you can only nod in response, hands pathetically gripping strong biceps while his fingers move down to press the bulge on your tummy. before you can make another move he’s pulling you into a kiss, swallowing your sounds right as your impending orgasm washes over you. luca groans himself from the way your walls spasm, struggling to even pull out with your legs caging him in.

eventually he’s releasing all over your swollen cunt and stomach, groaning in satisfaction at his work while flopping down next to you. “hey y/n.”

“what, luca?”

“i think that’s one of the loudest i’ve ever got you. top three at least.”

you open one eye in disbelief, making eye contact with the same idiot who just fucked your insides up. “is everything a competition to you?”

“i’m just saying!”

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Dating Demon Lord Vox Akuma VS Streamer Vox Akuma

Demon lord!Vox Akuma takes you on long dates around his city, keeping his hand on the small of your back the entire time. The walk often takes the entire day, which is fine, he already worked extra hard the day before to make sure his day with you is without interruption. As the sun sets he sits with you on the balcony of his castle, with one arm wrapped around you and your head leaning against his shoulder, looking forward to the future you'll build together.

Streamer!Vox Akuma secretly keeps you in his lap while he plays games with his fellow streamers. You try not to laugh at all the jokes he makes but sometimes you need to move to the other room and laugh your lungs out. When he mutes the stream to take a bathroom break he always gives you a kiss in passing. When he does a handcam stream he will be teasing with his hand movements not just for the audience but also to tease you, more you then his chat.

Demon lord!Vox Akuma pulls you onto his cock to keep his cum inside you for as long as possible. Your pussy flutters around him, sensitive and thoroughly fucked and filled to the brim with his seed. Every time he finishes inside of you his fangs seem to elongate for a brief moment, hunger and lust written all over his face at the idea of you getting pregnant tonight. He's been careful not to father any kids in his long lifetime but now that he's settled down that might change.

Streamer!Vox Akuma appreciates that you suck him off after a long, and sometimes stressful streaming session. He can stream for hours and hours at a time, the tension in him mounting and needing an outlet. Would never do anything with you during a stream, not because he can't keep quiet but because he doesn't think you can keep yourself from moaning. Even with your mouth occupied with his cock you're still making so much noise. Better to fill it up.

Dividers by: @cafekitsune

#vox akuma #vox akuma x reader #nijisanji x reader #luxiem x reader #luxiem x you #vox akuma x you #luxiem fluff #luxiem x female reader #luxiem smut #nijisanji fluff #nijisanji smut #vox akuma x female reader #vox akuma fluff #vox akuma smut #luxiem imagines #x female reader

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clawshi · 9 months

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this clip has me on a chokehold oh my fucking god

𖤐 nsfw under the cut! gn reader, context: they were talking about luca’s ass LMAOOO

shu has you perched up on his lap, his hand caressing your thigh every now and then, completely ignoring the fact that he’s buried inside you.

your eyes are half-lidded and your mind is hazy. you paw at shu’s chest, burying your head on his neck, careful pleas and whimpers of his name leaving your mouth.

although you were sure you were in an embarrassingly fucked-out state, you could still pick up what he and luca were talking about.

“yo, once you get your 3d, people will finally find out,” since you were resting your head against shu’s neck, you could hear a bit of the audio on his end. “yeah, i’m gonna come out and then-” luca starts, but gets cut off.

shu’s hands grab at your waist, “yeah, and you’ll just hear like-” you were too distracted to process what was going on, and then he starts bouncing you up and down on his dick to imitate ‘clapping’ sounds. thankfully, your hand was fast enough to make its way to your mouth, trying your hardest to muffle and hold back any sounds that threatened to slip out of it.

the two laugh at, what seemed like, shu’s innocent joke. in reality, you were there, trying your hardest to keep quiet. ‘please,’ you mouth, shu only caresses your sides and grins down at you, “patience, baby.”

shu later says his goodbyes and leaves vc because he has to take care of some important matters <3

#absolute brainrot i am going to hell #posts and runs #KMS #shu yamino x reader #shu yamino smut #luxiem smut #nijisanji smut #luxiem x reader #nijisanji x reader

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yukieya · 10 months

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why do i feel like luca or vox would answer a call while doing the DEED and you have to stay there while they’re pounding you senseless from behind, preventing your noise so the caller doesn’t hear your shameful sounds.. UGHHFHEHEJWJW 😤😤 ngl,, i want shu to do that too atp same w mysta n ike GRURHFJGJGMG,, tbh i feel like they would do that when they’re pissed off or when they just wanna tease u a lil.. 🫣

i might write smth abt this ngl..

#nijisanji en x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader smut #vox akuma x reader #vox akuma x reader smut #shu yamino x reader #shu yamino x reader smut #mysta rias x reader #mysta rias x reader smut #ike eveland x reader #ike eveland x reader smut #luxiem x reader #luxiem x reader smut #yuki’s corner

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hannahlovesluca · 4 months

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Under the (desk) Table

| warnings: smut, cursing, reader has fem parts

| summary: fucking during an off collab

| pairing: Vox Akuma

The idea that you were being watched made it more thrilling, though.

It was all you could do to keep quiet.

Vox wasn’t helping with the teasing.

He was getting more into it, bucking into your hand.

The movement caught you off guard.

You almost yelped, biting your lip to silence yourself.

“Hey, Y/N, the next question is: what was your first impression of me upon joining NIJIEn?”

The question threw you off; but the answer was easy.

You didn’t know whether to thank or curse Vox for asking.

Your mind was racing, but you kept stroking him.

You didn't let your movements falter, trying to answer him as quickly as you could.

It was hard to think, your mind fuzzy from the stimulation.

Your legs were trembling slightly from the effort of holding yourself still.

Vox had his hands under the table, one in his lap and the other between your legs.

The way he was rubbing you was making you go crazy.

It took everything you had not to moan, or whine, or squirm.

You were so close to begging him.

“Um- our f-first meeting was definitely weird..” You finally manage to say.

The words were difficult to get out; you had to think back on them, remember when you met him for the first time.

Your thoughts were so scrambled, but you tried to make sense.

Vox seemed to be enjoying watching you struggle.

His hand moved away from yours, moving your panties aside and slipping two fingers inside of you.

You gasped, eyes widening at the feeling.

The sound was barely audible, but Vox heard it.

He smirked, fingers curling inside of you.

He started massaging your g-spot, his thumb brushing against your clit.

“Care to elaborate?”

The bastard knew you were having a hard time answering, but he was having fun watching you.

His cock throbbed, and his own breathing was uneven.

He was close, and you were too.

Vox kept going, trying his best to not just fuck you over the table.

He wanted you, and the feeling was mutual.

It was taking all of your willpower not to beg for him to just bend you over the table and pound into you.

“Um- well-” You stammered, trying to speak.

Your face was flushed, and the way Vox was staring at you was making it worse.

He was smirking, watching you with lust-filled eyes.

You could feel yourself clenching around his fingers, and your hips twitched, pushing yourself down further onto them.

You couldn’t stop yourself.

Vox was enjoying every second.

The fact that you were doing this on stream was getting to both of you.

“We m-met by chance before even joining Nijisanji, a-at a party,” you start, “we both talked a-about what we w-wanted do if given the c-chance..”

The words came out a little too fast.

You hoped you were making sense.

Vox was having fun watching you, though.

He was enjoying the sight of you struggling to speak.

You were a mess, and the viewers were loving it.

There were a few comments asking if you were alright.

You were far from it.

You couldn’t keep up the act much longer.

You could feel the heat pooling in your abdomen, and the urge to scream Vox's name was overwhelming.

Vox knew exactly how close you were, and was loving every moment of it.

Your hand sped up, desperate to get him off.

You couldn’t hold out any longer, the feeling was too much.

You were about to break.

“You alright, Y/N? You sound like a mess, poor girl.” Vox asked.

You couldn’t tell if it was mock concern or genuine worry.

It didn't matter.

The comment only made you more desperate.

Your free hand gripped the chair you were sitting on, and your legs were shaking.

You were so close.

It took all of your self-control not to start begging.

You had to fight back a moan, clenching your teeth.

“Y-yes, I’m fine.. the l-last few drinks are g-getting to me,” you lied, the words barely making it out.

You hoped the excuse sounded believable.

Vox chuckled, smirking.

He could tell how bad you wanted him, but he was having way too much fun to end the game early.

He could have teased you longer, but he knew neither of you could hold on for much longer.

“I-I don’t feel s-so good Vox,” you managed to stutter.

You hoped it was enough to convince the viewers.

Vox laughed, pulling his hand away from you and moving the other from his lap.

He grabbed his drink and downed it, standing up.

His erection was still straining against his pants, but no one could see it.

Your body relaxed, your thighs still trembling.

The absence of his fingers made your core ache.

You needed him, but you were thankful for the pause.

“And with that, I think we wrap this stream up, yeah?” He announced, and the Kindred agreed.

After the stream ended, he wasted no time.

As soon as the microphones were off, he picked you up, setting you on the table and ripping your panties off.

#luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #nijisanji en #shu yamino #luxiem #mysta rias #vox akuma #luxiem x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #ike eveland x reader #vox akuma x reader #luca kaneshiro smut #vox akuma smut #nijisanji smut

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brisquad-unit-4402 · 7 months

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luxiem and noisy sex

hey guys sorry i was mia for a while you see it was because i was [DEAFENING EXPLOSION AND AFTERSHOCK FOLLOWED BY COLLAPSING DEBRIS, THUNDER CRASH, BICYCLE HORN SOUND EFFECTS]

tags: established relationship, gender neutral reader, smut, bottom/top or sub/dom not specified

⚠️ blow job mention in shu's entry

⚠️ mature content under read more. content under read more is not intended for minors

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

🖋 Ike Eveland

relatively quiet. ike doesn't make a racket often— it's more likely that he'll either tease you with dirty talk and come-ons

but once his brain gets too fucked out to stay coy, he's all shaky breaths and little whines

you can hear him quivering under his breath, as if getting caught would be a problem

which it very much isn't

invite him to get a little louder if you want an adorably flustered, adorably hard novelist. he'll feel so dirty if you do, but at the same time, he feels like making noise proves how much he trusts you

if you're noisy:

even though he doesn't make much noise, sex with you isn't complete without coaxing such sweet squeaks out of you

he takes it as a challenge, trying to figure out which part of your body is most sensitive by how loud you react

it makes him feel so sexy, and desirable, and powerful no matter what position he's in

prefers when you can't form words anymore, only helpless cries. oh, and if you actually do cry? god, he'll remember that forever

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

🦁 Luca Kaneshiro

brings a whole new definition to "loud in bed". like seriously, even if you've had noisy partners before, luca puts them all to shame without even trying

he reacts to almost everything, and it doesn't take him a lot to get there. sometimes you wonder if he's faking it, but no, he's just that aware of everything he feels

he starts out with exclamations, and somehow forms words all the way until the end of the night. the sentences stop making sense halfway through, and by the time he climaxes it's a miracle if he can even get through his words without tripping up

if you're noisy:

is he the luckiest guy in the universe or what? it feels great to have someone that gets what it's like to be loud

doesn't even care what you say or do as long as he can hear it. just being able to hear those noises has his engine revving

then again, when you're lips are pressed up to him and he can still hear the muffled sounds and your vibrating throat, he just wants to fuck until you both white out in the afterglow

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

👟 Shu Yamino

shu doesn't take sex too seriously and just wants to have fun above all else, and you have to wonder if it's because he always laughs at least once when you sleep together

he's actually quite ticklish, and his moans sometimes end in giggles. they sound so sweet even though what you do under the covers is anything but

this is one of the few things he's actually insecure about. he's so worried that it might kill the mood or make his partner feel self conscious

don't take it personally. he whimpers plenty when he's not giggling, and the last thing he wants is a misunderstanding just because of how his body expresses pleasure

if you're noisy:

sometimes he wishes he could commit every one of your noises to memory. they're easily his favorite part of going down on you

he fantasizes about your voice getting excited often. if you're ever apart, he'd love to listen to you masturbate and call his name over the phone

hell, even hearing his name from your trembling lips has his cock throbbing, ready to fill that pretty mouth and give you something to really choke on

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👹 Vox Akuma

tends to make more guttural sounds. growls, hums, and purrs galore. vox doesn't even try to make them sound sultry, they're just so low and irresistible, as expected of the voice demon himself

but if you catch him off guard you might just make him squeak in surprise and satisfaction. he even stutters and trips over his words

which is something he gets embarrassed over, especially since all his other noises are still on the low end of the spectrum, but calling attention to it gets him even more aroused

great sex usually ends with high-pitched whimpers and gasps, and the best ones have him screaming as he orgasms

if you're noisy:

your noises make him so unbelievably horny, you have no idea. the second he realizes you're loud, he wants nothing more than to hear you all night

it's a huge ego boost and fuels him to keep pushing his limits. anything to keep you crying out for him

he'll goad you into responding to his dirty talk just so he can hear you whimper in-between your words

whether you want to be praised or degraded, he tries to mention your voice and noises as much as he can since it's all he can think about

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

✧. ┊ ⁭masterpost ✧. ┊ ⁭kofi

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