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rhaenzokla · 3 months

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Restless Night

Nanami x F!bodied Reader

Summary: You can't seem to fall asleep, causing your husband to wake up to you adjusting a little too closely, deciding to help you to sleep.

CW: SMUT!! MDNI you will be blocked, no questions asked! unprotected sex, soft dom!Nanami, talking you through it, cunnulingus, p in v, fingering, cream pie, light aftercare, not peeing after (ALWAYS PISS AFTER SEX)

You flipped over once again, trying to find that comfortable spot you loved to tuck yourself into. You look at the clock on your bedside table, it read 23:59. Great, almost midnight already...

Your thoughts were interrupted when your husbands soft but strong hands found their way around your side and pulling you closer to him.

"What's wrong baby? You woke me up with all your tossing and turning and squishing into me." He smiled softly at you as he kissed your cheek.

You blushed in embarrassment, not meaning to wake him while trying to lull yourself back to sleep. "Sorry baby, I didn't mean to wake you. Go ahead and go back to sleep." He hums in thought for a second before pressing himself into you slightly. You can feel his bulge growing on your ass as he speaks up. "I'm not the only one you woke up with your wiggling... and I know we’d both be upset if we went back to sleep knowing you were struggling to." He kisses your jaw as his hand moves from your stomach to one of your breasts, kneeding it softly.

"What do you say baby? Can I fuck you to sleep?" You smile cheekily, blush rushing over your face again as you nod. "Use your words, sugar."

"Yes" you let out as he starts attacking your neck with kisses and light bites, sure to leave any skin that'll be exposed later, alone. But the skin that won't be visible later? that's getting marked tonight.

He quickly flips you on your back as he swiftly hovers over you, hand roaming your sides before taking your sleep shirt off, leaving you just in your thin panties.

His finger traces shapes along your thigh as he gets closer to your cunt. He has a smile on his face as he's praising you.

"So beautiful, even so tired and basically begging for me to touch you with this dripping cunt." He knows just how to rile you up. One hand moves down to your clothed pussy, massaging your little nub with small, light circles.

The sudden stimulation makes your legs jump and he chuckles. "Feel good baby?" You hum a yes to him as his other hand keeps caressing your side. His mouth now making home on your taut nipple.

Once he knows you're nice and wet, he pulls away from you and slides your panties down your legs, tossing them somewhere on the floor. You wouldn't need them after this, anyway.

His head dips down to your soaking cunt, lapping at your juices just on your folds. Teasing you by being so close, yet so far from where you need him.

He finally attaches his lips to your clit and your legs instantly close around his head. Broad shoulders move up to spread your legs apart and against the bed, having you split open wide for him.

He slurps up the juices he already pulled from you and starts creating more for him to drink up as he reaches a hand to your leaking folds to insert a finger, curling at just the right time.

You pant and moan his name as he starts thrusting the one finger, in and out, until he inserts another, properly stretching you to the heavens. He can feel you squeezing around him so he doesn't stop.

"Thats right angel. cum on my fingers like the good girl you are. If you can do that for me, I’ll treat you with my cock in that tight cunt of yours. You want that, don't you?" you whimper out a yes as his tongue on your clit returns and you're sent over the edge, pulsing around his fingers and moaning into the back of your hand.

"Such a good girl for me, baby. You think you're ready for your prize?" You nod excitedly and spread your folds, welcoming him.

He smirks and pulls down his shorts, revealing his throbbing cock. It was thick and veiny, with a perfect mushroom tip that had you drooling every time he whipped it out.

He pulled you so you were both laying down, one of your legs in his hands, in the air, as he brings his girth to your entrance. This is how he loved to fuck you. easy access to your clit, he can easily rut up into you, and he can still turn your face so you're looking at him as he's pleasuring you. Really, its a win/win/win!

He sank you down as far as you'd go on him in this position, holding your hip with one hand, the other grabbing one of your tits. he starts rutting up into you like no tomorrow, moans filling the air as you both pant. He quickly grabs your chin, making you look at him. His eyes were blown wide at the sight of your fucked out expression. It went straight to his cock knowing he was the reason you felt so good.

"F-Feels-so good, please don't stop." You practically screamed when he hit that squishy part deep in your tummy. He stayed right there but put more effort and power into his thrust, almost making you completely unsheathe him with the recoil he had with you.

He was starting to get pussy drunk as he felt your walls tighten around him, squeezing and throbbing for him. Milking him for all he's worth. "Thats it baby. Cum on my cock like you did my fingers, wanna feel how good I make you feel." He grunts out in your ear and you can tell he's close with the way his voice hitches.

You're quick to follow his order when his thumb reached for your clit. "Fuuuuck yes. Give it to me, baby. Fill me up. All I wanna feel is you pumping me full." you groaned into his ear once you released, wanting to help him through his high like he helped you.

Not long after those words left your mouth did he pull you all the way down on him and cream deep inside of you. panting and smiling as he caresses your hair.

"Think you can fall asleep now, baby girl?" he chuckles into your neck as he gets up to clean you two up.

"I think so" you whisper as he's wiping you up with a damp cloth.

Laying in each others arms as you finally try sleeping again, you trace shapes over his chest. "Thank you for helping me get sleepy. Best medicine ever." He chuckles and kisses your head. "Any time, Sugar, any time."

©RhaenZokla

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Thanks for reading!

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tojis-gf · 9 months

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personal stress reliever

author's note: yes bitch i struggled w this one so bad 😭 i had no clue how to go about writing this n i also didn't want to rush it but i didn't wanna like make it too long (n i probably did jus that, sowwy). o yea i also only like proofread this for like not even 5 mins so hehe

imagine toji in yet another zoom call for work n he's jus been so swamped and stressed with work that you jus wanna make him feel good. you look over at him while you lie on your back on the little black couch in the corner of his office, leaning back in his chair, hand against his lips and thumb resting under his chin as he listens to his business partner shiu ramble on about some changes the company is making. sounds absolutely fucking boring. so like the amazing gf and personal stress reliever you are, you decide to go and do that in the best way you knew possible.

you get up and get on your hands n knees n crawl under toji's desk, resting your plump ass on the heels of your feet, peering up at him from underneath with those big brown doe eyes, and bringing your index finger to your lips to tell him to keep it down. all he can do is look at you with wide eyes, already knowing what you were about to pull, but he lets you continue anyway.

you pull your perky tits from your tight little tank top, bouncing on release, and begin to unfasten his belt and undo his pants, pulling them down just enough for his cock to spring out, slapping against his lower abdomen. your mouth begins to salivate just at the sight of it. wanting to waste no time, you take his shaft in your delicate hands and begin to plant kisses from his tip all the way to the base of his cock before enveloping your plump lips around his reddened head.

you begin bobbing your head up and down taking in all of his fat cock, slobbering all over it, making it messy and nasty, just how toji likes it. one of his hands finds purchase on your head, pushing you down further, his fat mushroom head reaching your uvula, causing you to gag on his dick, saliva dribbling down the sides of your mouth and tears begin the well up in your eyes. unfortunately, toji's camera wasn't off; eyes half-lidded as he threw his head back, and a hand went up to cover his face as he let off a low grunt.

"mr. fushiguro? is everything alright?" one of the female employees says with concern.

"o-oh yeah 'm fine, just a headache that's all..i'll uh be right back," he mutters as he mutes himself and turns off his camera.

"fuckkk just like that princess," he moans as your tongue traces the prominent vein on his cock. you continue bobbling up and down on his cock, wrists twisting in a rhythmic movement as you continued to take him in your warm mouth. "missed that fuckin' tight little throat of yers, been so buried in work i forgot how fuckin' nasty that little mouth of yers was- shitt"

detaching your mouth from his cock, "jus wanted to make you feel good daddy, n i know how stressed you've been lately..." you say while pumping his cock in your hand "so jus sit back n relax baby, okay?"

"fuckk..yea okay doll.." toji mumbles as he lets off a groan. toji readjusts himself in his office chair so that he's now leaning back, hands behind his head as he lets you work your magic.

you place his cock in between your fat perky tits, holding them as you move up and down his shaft, occasionally giving his angry red head little kitten licks. you watch him gaze in awe as he watches his cock being devoured by your tits. "shit, i could watch my cock get swallowed by those perfect tits of yours all fuckin' day princess"

after a few minutes, toji begins growing impatient and begins to thrust his hips upward. not long after, his thrusts begin to get sloppier and his breaths begin to get heavier, signaling that he was close. "ohh fuckk just like that.."

after a few more thrusts, thick, white ropes of cum splattered all over your tits, and god does toji enjoy the view.

"fuck..ya gotta do that more often ma" he laughs as he catches his breath. you stand up with a grin on your face leaning in to press a kiss onto his lips, "anytime you want, baby"

#toji fushiguro smut #jujutsu kaisen #toji x black reader #toji smut #jjk smut #toji fushiguro #fushiguro toji #jjk toji #toji x reader #toji x bimbo reader #dilf toji #jujutsu kaisen smut #༊*·˚ 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐳 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

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jeweldagger · 3 months

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" YOU'RE MINE "

w/ zoro ↓

(TW) f!reader, heavy nsfw! very little spit kink, breeding kink, a bit of tummy bulge, cumdump, jealous! zoro, spanking, a little cervix fucking, fingering, dick sucking, bondage, blindfold (zoro’s blindfold), p in v, rough sex! slight possessiveness, gagging, no specific race! little bit of foot pulling, tit groping, dumbification (?), grinding against boot? damn this took me a while

SUMMARY: after a long day of training, zoro was not happy to find you and sanji giggling together. so, he decides to punish his little brat of a girlfriend.

“mon cheri, would you like another drink?” sanji cooed, his eyes practically morphing into hearts as he sat beside you, giggling in excitement as you smiled at him with a nod.

“thank you.” you’d say, your voice as sweet as ever. sanji skipped towards the sunny’s kitchen, a wide smile painted on his features before he returned back to you.

he held the glass out for you to take, doing his best to make sure his hands were shaking from the amount of joy he felt at that moment.

he could almost faint at the sight of your smile, and the way you took a sip of the yummy drink—

“what’s going on here?” zoro’s gruff voice sounded out from in front of you two, and sanji’s face immediately fell as his curled eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

“sanji got me a drink,” you’d beam, body turning around to face your boyfriend, only to be met with an angry expression. your pouted innocently, head tilting questioningly. “what is it?”

before you could get in another word, two big hands hand already placed themselves under your armpits, lifting you off of the chair you had made yourself comfortable on- and you’d been thrown over zoro’s broad shoulder, a smack landing straight down onto your ass. you let out a yelp, and sanji gasped at the sight.

zoro glared at sanji for a moment, before turning around and carrying you back towards the crow’s nest. “don’t bother following us, curly brows.”

“z-zoro! what are you doing?!” you’d shriek, your cheeks growing warm as you hit slightly against his back, your hands then reaching to cover your face in embarrassment.

“teaching you a lesson.” he’d hum, tossing you up onto the floor of the crow’s nest, following after you as he lifted himself next to you onto the floor.

he stared down at you for a moment, before standing up, bringing you with him as he grabbed at your hand.

“a lesson—?” you ask, finally processing his words. “why would i need that? i didn’t do anything!” you’d huff, a pout on your plump lips as you looked up at him.

he simply scoffed, his hands tugging tugging his bandana off of his arm. “see how you feel about that after i’m done with you.” he growled out, tying the piece of cloth over your eyes, adjusting it so it wouldn’t be too tight for you. “now behave.”

as you opened your mouth to speak, your clothes had been torn off completely, cold air breezing against your skin; sending shivers down your spine.

“hmph.” you’d huff, heat pooling in your core at the sudden sensation.

zoro quickly tied your arms together, then his hands drifted down your body, thick fingers making sure to graze your sweet little pussy before reaching your ankles. he used your shirt to tie them together, tugging slightly to make sure that you’re secure.

“you remember your safeword, correct?” he asked, fiddling with your panties. he watched as you nodded, body twitching slightly against it’s confines.

“mhm,” he’d grunt in response, two of his fingers hooking around your lacy panties, before tearing them off of you.

“hey-! those were my—“

he shoved them into your mouth, a frown on his lips as he watched you gag slightly.

“stupid brats don’t get to talk.” he hissed.

you don’t know how or when, but he had already stripped himself of his clothes, and soon enough the mushroom tip of his dick was prodding against your enterance, his warm hands planted on your hips.

in one swift movement, he had already buried himself snug into your gummy walls, ignoring your little whimpers.

“t-thoo muthch!” your words were muffled by the panties stuffed into your mouth, eyes watering behind the bandana. it hurt so, so, bad but it felt.. so, so good.

he paid no mind to your plea, roughly thrusting into you. he began to pick up his pace, blunt fingernails digging into the soft flesh of your thighs. each time he bullied his thick cock into your little pussy, he couldn’t help but grunt quietly. sure, you were a brat, but your pussy was absolutely perfect.

stifled moans spilled from your lips, the initial pain drowned out by pure pleasure. the floor scratched uncomfortably against your bare skin, and your wrists rubbed against your clothes as you rigged against them, desperate to relieve the growing neediness forming in your clit.

you almost whined as one zoro’s hands left your hip, before smacking your neglected clit.

“you like that?” he grunted, thrusts becoming rougher, his tip just barley kissing your cervix with each snap of his meaty hips. “bet you do, needy slut,”

the fire in his gut grew stronger, your muffled sounds of pleasure only fueling the flames. his hand flew back to your hip, where he held your body close to his, silky white cum soaking straight into your pussy.

he slammed his cock into you a few more time, before pulling out and turning your body around, your hands and knees on the floor.

“don’t fuckin’ move, alright?” he warned, before a large hand smacked down on your asscheek. a yelp escaped your mouth as best it could, another following as zoro spanked your ass again.

“what— were— you— doing— with— that— stupid—cook—?” each work was met with a harsh slap! tears formed in your eyes, the bandana tied around your eyes soaking each of them up.

“nofthing!” your shaky voice was strangled from both your moans and the panties that were resting on your tongue.

“oh yeah?” his voice grew sharper, and before you could protest, two of zoro’s fat fingers were stuffed into your hole.

he pulled them out, inspecting the sticky leftovers of his cum before he spat down on his fingers, plunging them straight back into your little pussy. he roughly rubbed his spit and cum covered fingers along your slit, making sure you were nice and wet, wetter than usual, before he thrust into you once again.

it was easier this time, and hurt much less. moans fell from your mouth, zoro’s hand smacking down against your reddened rear again.

he snapped his hips up into you, one of his large hands holding your head down against the floor, your cheek mushed against the wooden plank. his calloused fingers tugged against your roots, his thrusts growing harsher with each muffled sound leaving your plump lips.

“shut— up.” he snarled.

schlop! schlop! schlop!

each time his thick, veiny cock breached your walls, a wet, almost disgusting sound rang against your ears. the only thing you could do was shut up and take it, choking back each moan bubbling in your throat.

“gunna fuck a baby into this cunt, maybe you’ll learn to- fuuuck,” he groaned, head tilting back as your cunt clenched around his dick so deliciously.

his thoughts soon wandered over to you, with a soft, big, and round stomach, glowing with the effects of pregnancy. he’d die to see your tits filled with milk, a sweet and excited smile on your face.

he unconsciously began to fuck into you rougher, the grip he had on your poor roots tightening as he shoved your face further into the floor.

“take it—“ he’d grunt, not bothering to listen for your muffled input as he spilled his seed into you again, hips stuttering a little. “thaat’s my little cumdump.”

he pulled out, flipping you over once again just so he could see your lips trembling against your panties, the bandana tied around your head wet and soaked with tears, your cheek red from being rubbed against the wooden floor so much.

you were perfect.

he hummed in thought, hand releasing your hair, wandering down your body before groping your tit. he almost moaned at the recurring thought of you, your tits nice and big, tummy rounded out.

he slipped his needy dick back into you, a hand planted against your hip as the other desperately kneaded your boob.

“mmph!” a strangled moan slipped from your lips, a coil beginning to furl in your abdomen with every one of zoro’s hard thrusts.

with a few more, you gushed around his dick, the contents of your pleasure dripping down your thigh as zoro continued to fuck into you.

he harshly thrusted into you, his eye narrowing slightly at the way your back arched against the cold, hard floor.

he huffed and panted, fucking roughly into your little pussy, relishing in the way you clenched so well around his thick cock.

“that’s it—“ he’d groan, before he came once again, silky roped of hot cum filling into your cunt, his thrusts not stopping.

schlop! schlop! schlop!

it was so dirty, and so good.

“take it, take it, doll- you’ll be such a good mom,” he growled, jackhammering his dick into your cum-filled pussy, his heavy balls slapping against your soft skin. “no more flirting with that- that cook, alright?” he grunted, hands grabbing at your hips.

you nodded eagerly, hips moving slightly against his, head tilted back as muffled moans pushed past the fabric in your mouth. drool dropped down your lips, dripping down from your chin as tears of pleasure soaked up into zoro’s bandana.

after a few more harsh thrusts, his cum spilled into your pussy once again, one of zoro’s large hands pressed against your lower stomach, eye trained on the bulge.

“mmh- you feel that?” he said, voice rough as he fucked into you even more. “that’s me, that’s me baby—“ his voice was cut off as he moaned, your walls fluttering around his big cock, you were close.

he tilted his head back, fucking you rougher, and faster, paying no mind to the way you came once again, your wrists desperately tugging against the clothes tying them together.

“this pussy is mine, you got that?” he grunted, hands tightening their grip on your fleshy hips.

your head just rolled slightly to the side as you dumbly gagged on the panties, your mind focusing on the way how well he fucked into your needy little pussy.

“mine, mine, mine.” he chanted breathlessly, his cum leaking into your walls once again, before two of his large fingers slipped into your mouth, tugging your panties out and tossing them aside.

you panted and coughed, getting used to breathing normally once again- before zoro slipped his veiny cock past your plump lips.

his big hand found itself in your roots once again, pulling your mouth further onto his dick. a grunt left his mouth as you sucked so sweetly onto him, your thighs clenching together.

“that’s right, don’t you dare let any of that cum spill.” he growled, his boot slithering between your thighs, pressing against your heat.

he groaned as you grinded against his boot, mouth skilfully sucking on his wet cock just how he likes it.

he thrust into your mouth, fingers tugging on the roots of your hair, and after a few more harsh snap of his hips, his cum slid down your throat, his grip loosening.

your body fell limp in his hold, his large hands immediately catching you as he kneeled down beside you. he pat your head comfortingly, arms engulfing you on a hug before he began to untie your ankles and wrists.

that’ll teach you to never flirt with curly brows again!

zoro is soooo… mmm

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idyllcy · 4 months

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pink - jinshi x reader

Jinshi groans, soul slipping past his lips as he rests his head in his hand on the table, grumbling. Mushrooms are growing on his head, and at this rate, and it would interfere with the banquet. One of the courtesans push for you to attend to him, and you blink at how familiar he looks.

You hold the teapot, getting onto your knees as you blink. "More tea?"

"Leave me be." He grumbles.

You reach to brush his hair to the side. "...Master Jinshi?"

Jinshi looks up at you, eyes wide.

"...servant."

"Okay, for starters, I'm not—"

His hand reaches for your wrist as you pull back.

"You won't... let me touch you?"

"Kind customer, please refrain from touching the courtesans." You smile, eyes closed.

"You're giving me a customer service smile." He pauses. "Wait. Courtesan? Are you..."

"Yeah. What about it?" You lie without blinking, and you yelp as he falls backward, eyes spinning.

You catch him, eyes going wide as he reaches for you, thumb brushing your bottom lip, smearing your lipstick. He smiles up at you, his thumb brushing his own lip now, the pink from your lips smudging on his. Your neck snaps to look to the side, ears burning.

"Want me to buy you?" He hums, fingers playing with your hair.

"Wow, master." You tilt your head to look at him again, smirking. "you would do that for me?"

"Only for you." He winks, charm flying off of his face as your friends all gasp behind you. Jinshi has a face that could kill thousands.

You shudder. "Gonna buy me as a wife or as a courtesan?"

Jinshi pretends to think, tapping his chin as he looks to the side.

"Wife or courtesan... I wonder." He hums.

"Anything below wife would warrant a death sentence from them." You point back at the other courtesans.

"Well, of course it would to be to buy you as my wife." He sits up, holding your face in place as his lips brush yours. "I love you too much to make you a courtesan."

"Love is a heavy word, Jinshi-sama." You deadpan.

"Which weighs perfectly into this situation." He hums. "Can I have a—"

You push yourself off of him, stepping back and standing up. "Please make the payment as soon as possible. Much honor, master."

#I want to be maomao (I don't I want to be there to see all this shit go down in person)#but for the sake of this fic i want to be maomao #(no wdym I read yup thats me's jinshi fic abt being secretly married and went manic and wrote this) which admittedly has nothing to do w/ i #please more people feed the tag please. pls.#jinshi x reader #apothecary diaries x reader #kusuriya no hitorigoto x reader #☾.blurbs

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yolelejiju · 5 months

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My Great Friend Choso

Tw: Noncon touching, somno, choking (sorta), photos taken without consent, food play

Creep!Choso is whose been your close friends for a few years now

Creep!Choso who you don’t know is actually creep because being around him always makes you feel at peace

Creep!Choso who knows what makes you feel so comfortable is his cooking but especially his special drinks

Creep!Choso who loves seeing your resting form stretched out along his couch

Creep!Choso who grabs his phone to add to his hidden album of vulgar photos of you.

Creep!Choso who scrolls past photos he took over the years of upskirts when you walked in front of him, or photos of you seemingly innocently lying on his bed unaware that your short skirt lets the bottom of your ass hang out and your slightly spread legs gives him a peak at your fat pussy lips covered by white panties with a small damp spot

Creep!Choso who adds a video to this folder instead of a photo

Creep!Choso who in the video is seen lifting the shirt off your sleeping body and freeing your perky breast. As the sound of the boring movie blared in the background his heavy breathing can be heard on the camera, he takes his phone in one hand and uses his other to tightly grip your tits. He brings his hand back to his length and strokes himself to full hardness before slapping your nipples with the tip his dick, watching your breast recoil upon impact. Tracing your areolas with his leaking head.

He sets his phone up on the side table getting a better shot of him mounted on your sleeping body. With both of his hands now free he grabs both your breast and squishes them together. Your boobs smother his length between them. The softness of them almost sending him over the edge.

He slowly rolls his hips forward overtaken by the sensation of your fat tits smothering his dick and almost cums when he feels his leaking mushroom. head brush against your bottom lip.

He props himself up better so that he can enjoy the pleasure of fucking your tits and his head hitting the plumpness of your lips.

Growing tired of holding your breast together he scoots himself further up your body, straddling your chest as he rest his balls in your open mouth and begins to rapidly strokes himself over your face.

He rubs his shaft up and down the your face, his balls seeming bouncing back and forth between your top and bottom lip.

He feels himself growing more brave and decides to slowly slide his cock between your lips. He sucks his teeth at the sensation of your teeth slightly grazing his length but keeps pushing forward anyways.

He feels his cock reach the back of your throat and it causes your sleeping form to slightly gag, your moth briefly tightening over his length.

The sensation over powers him and he accidentally shoots a bit of precum down the back of your throat causing you to gag and cough around him some more.

Your throat mouth begins to salivate and your throat tightens trying to dislodge the object blocking it, desperately attempting to push whatever it is out unknowingly making Choso pleasure so much better. He’s struggling to keep his breathing steady, he’s hunched over your face with his hands bunches of your hair. He frantically is bucking his hips into your mouth trying to feel your throat grip all of him. He feels you choking and knows he should slow down but he’s no longer in control of himself. As your body fights to bring air into your lungs your throat massages his length pulling an orgasm out of him.

He bites into his lip to prevent himself from moaning as he empties his balls in your struggling throat..he feels it mindlessly gulping his semen down yet still squeezing around him for more.

He finally pulls his cock out and leans back onto his haunches fighting to catch his breath. He shivers at the sound of your lips smacking knowing even if not awake, you enjoyed that. This wasn’t the first he’s used your mouth in your sleep and with how good your throat just felt it sure as hell wouldn’t be the last.

Like the good friend Choso is he leaves the room and comes back with a blanket to cover your sleeping form. He fixes your shirt back to how it was and pats your hair back down until it looks somewhat neat again. Before he leaves he crouches down and touch his lips against yours

“Goodnight and sweet dreams y/n”

This isn’t edited/proofread and was kinda posted as is but let me know if yall think I should add to it.

#choso smut #choso x reader #jjk smut #tw.noncon #jujutsu kaisen smut #choso kamo smut #tw.somnophilia #yoleleiswriting

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lovelybluebirdie · 4 months

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The pale chef

Astarion x f!Reader

Summary: Astarion attempts to cook for you, but things don’t go as planned.

Word Count: 1,7k

A/N: I got the idea that Astarion naturally struggles with preparing food, so I had to write some fluff about it! Hope you enjoy :)

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Astarion stirred the pot in concentration, holding a wooden spoon in his hand and wondering what exactly he was doing here.

This whole endeavour resulted from your constant need to be nice to him, he thought with a sigh – apparently it made him want to be nice as well.

It started the other day when you mentioned how you would kill for a mushroom soup. At first he thought nothing of it, but for some reason the idea stuck to his head, so Astarion decided to roam the forest and gather some mushrooms. Unfortunately it turned out rather quickly that he lacked essential knowledge on the matter, so he had to consult Gale of all people.

Putting his pride aside, he asked through gritted teeth which ones were edible and which to avoid, since he had no desire to poison you by accident. Due to Gale being Gale, the wizard not only lectured him on different kinds of fungi, he had also given a detailed instruction on the soup’s recipe.

Astarion chuckled at the absurdity of the scene. He had never thought that one day he'd voluntarily prepare food for another person – and yet he found himself bending over the hearth and mixing different ingredients, hoping for the best.

He even wore an apron borrowed from said wizard, therefore he was more than glad that his companions had left for a supply run, while you were waiting in your shared tent so he could attempt this little surprise in solitude.

Gale's voice echoed in his mind: Chop the mushrooms, add them to the broth, stir until thickened, season with salt and pepper and sprinkle a few herbs on top – that’s it! Absolutely foolproof, even for someone who prefers to appease their hunger solely with blood.

The mushrooms had been the easiest part. His dexterous fingers cut them into perfectly bite-sized pieces, but Astarion bloody forgot how long the meal should rest on the fire.

Suddenly a burning smell lingered in the air, and he sensed in horror that the soup was boiling over.

“Fuck!” He grabbed the pot with haste and put it away from the heat.

Well, he thought as he gazed at the bubbling mass, that probably meant it was done.

With utmost care not to spill more of his precious loot, he grabbed a ladle and filled a large portion for you. If he already took the effort for such a novelty, you should at least get your belly full.

Astarion slipped out of the apron and made his way back to you. He assumed you were already growing impatient, as this entire affair had consumed far more time than he had anticipated.

“Hello, darling,” he purred when entering your tent, skilfully balancing the bowl in his hand.

“Finally! I thought you'd kept me waiting all night – wait, what's that?” You put the book you were reading aside and eyed the dish in his hands.

“I’m not quite sure myself, but according to Gale's recipe it should resemble a mushroom soup.”

Your eyes lit up. “Hold on – you prepared this for me? You know that’s my favourite, right?”

“I suppose I do.” Astarion offered you the soup with a coy smile. “Although you should remember that I’m not particularly versed in the culinary arts, so it might be best to treat this with caution.”

You took the bowl from his slender fingers. “Hah, let me be the judge of that! Besides, it was about damn time you returned the favour of feeding me for once, hm?”

“I couldn’t try it myself for obvious reasons, but I doubt that this could compete with your delicious blood,” Astarion replied jokingly and sat next to you, curiously watching as you sniffed the soup.

“Smells not bad…” you affirmed while blowing on the steaming broth resting on your spoon. “Now comes the delicate part – the taste test.”

The spoon disappeared in your mouth, and suddenly your face twisted into a grimace. You swallowed hard, a cough forcing its way through your pressed lips.

Astarion couldn’t help but snort over your clumsy attempt to keep the soup inside. “So – I sense I failed you miserably?”

“What? No – I mean, it’s not… terrible,” you stuttered. “It’s… Well – did you let it burn by chance?”

“Maybe.” He dragged out the syllables dramatically and shrugged. “Be honest, my dead heart surely can take it – shall we save this mess for Scratch and the owlbear?”

“Of course not!” you exclaimed with widened eyes. “I’m not hesitant to share, but not something you specially made for me. Also, some things tend to get better once you get used to the flavour, you know.”

Before Astarion could intervene, you put another spoon to your mouth and eagerly gulped it down, followed by a second and a third.

“There’s certainly room for improvement,” you eventually muttered with full cheeks, “but it’s not that bad.”

“I’m afraid you’re a poor liar, my love.” Astarion gently grasped your wrist to prevent you from taking another mouthful. “So please let me stop you right there, before you seriously upset your gut. I’m sure we can get you something more nutritious for the evening.” Then he took the spoon from your hand and put the bowl aside.

“If you insist,” you said with fondness in your eyes while wiping soup from the corner of your mouth. “But honestly – thank you, Astarion. This was… unexpectedly sweet.”

Heat rose to his ears as he rested his hand on your stomach, starting to draw circles. “Well, let's just hope my failed culinary attempt won't kill you tonight.”

“I guess in that case Lae’zel would avenge me, so you’d better start preparing yourself.”

“Mh… You think she’d stake me?” Astarion questioned and continued to caress your belly.

“Who knows what her creativity will lead to in the end. Knowing Lae’zel, she’d probably come up with something worse,” you pondered while tapping your chin. “But I guess you wouldn't let your preferred blood supply die that easily after all, would you?”

“Oh, don't sell yourself so short,” Astarion countered in feigned bewilderment. “You know that you mean way more to me than that.”

“Is that so?”

“Well, you also keep me warm at night, sparing me the coin for a thicker blanket. You know how expensive those things can get.”

You playfully raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with his response. “And if you had to give a genuine answer this time?”

Astarion clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. “I thought my sentiments were rather obvious by now.”

“And yet I don't seem to tire of hearing your appreciation for me,” you teased.

“Getting greedy now, aren’t we? Fine, you're ... quite decent. Despite your constant need to do something heroic, of course.”

You poked his shoulder and turned away with an exaggerated pout.

Astarion chuckled, before he cleared his throat. “Alright – perhaps you’re more than that.”

He drew you in his arms and breathed against your cheek. “One might also say you're the first person I truly came to care about. Deeply.”

Your lips brushed over his contours, searching for his own until you kissed him tenderly. “See? Wasn’t that hard, was it?”

Astarion rested a peck on your forehead and embraced you closer, a pleasant flutter spreading in his chest.

You were right, he thought as his lips curled into an affectionate smile – with you, everything seemed surprisingly easy these days.

The next morning Astarion woke to a rumbling. He opened his eyes and could only make out your silhouette as you hastily rushed outside, leaving the flap of your tent wide open.

“Love, are you alright?” he asked in concern and immediately got up to follow you.

“Don't worry, I’m fine,” you huffed under your breath.

Astarion knelt beside you in the grass and frowned. “Are you sure?”

“I said… it’s alright…” You gagged between your words. “But perhaps the soup… Ugh–”

“Don’t be stubborn,” Astarion said softly, when he noticed that you were still wearing his shirt from the other night. “And for the love of the gods – please be careful not to stain my clothes.”

“That's what you’re most concerned about right now?”

“No, of course not! But – That’s my favourite,” Astarion mumbled while he reached for your hair, smoothing it back over your shoulders.

“FANGS, what did you do to her?!” Karlach’s voice erupted like a thunderstorm from the other side of the camp as she spotted the two of you.

“Nothing – I only prepared some soup for her last night!”

“Shadowheart! Hurry up, we need you – Astarion poisoned our leader!” Karlach was already marching in the cleric's direction.

“What – no!” You both spoke almost simultaneously, causing you to laugh.

“I seem to have a sensible stomach,” you managed to add before retching again.

Astarion turned serious as he rested his hand on your back. “I'm terribly sorry, my love. That wasn’t meant to happen at all.”

You offered a weak smirk. “I know, and I appreciate the thought. Besides, that means your next dish can only improve.”

Astarion gazed at you in disbelief. “You’d consider letting me cook again after this entire debacle? Those mushrooms must have gone to your beautiful head.”

“Well, on second thought–” You couldn't finish your sentence as your stomach’s content finally emptied onto the grass.

Astarion felt a twist at his ribcage seeing you like this. “We’d better make sure I haven’t actually poisoned you, shall we? – SHADOWHEART! Get yourself over here – now!”

“I'M ON MY WAY!” Shadowheart shouted from afar.

“I think the worst is already over–” you began to explain, when another voice cut you off.

“Tsk’va! What is going on?” Lae’zel poked her head from her tent, obviously annoyed by the sudden tumult.

“Please, don’t let her stake me,” Astarion whispered and continued to stroke your back.

“Be glad that I love you, otherwise I’d probably let her get away with it this time,” you replied mischievously.

Astarion’s chest filled with warmth as he grasped for your hand. “My sweet, I truly am.” Then he bowed his head to place a kiss on your hair. “And I love you too. So much in fact, that I might consider forgiving you for ruining my shirt.”

You squeezed his hand and grinned. “Prick.”

Astarion returned your grin before his expression turned soft. “But honestly, I promise I’ll make this up to you.”

Next time he would surprise you with something less nauseating, he thought as his fingers entwined with yours – a safe choice like bringing another stray to your camp, or a nice perfume perhaps.

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nova-amor · 3 months

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MDNI. raunchy, drunk sex with könig. 442. cw daddy kink, intoxication

the blunt edges of könig's nails scratched deep into your hips, the loud smacking of bare skin against skin reverberating off the walls of your living room. the stubby legs of the couch squeaked beneath your combined weight, the wooden frame hanging by a thin thread to support your rapid movements.

“look how good you take it,” könig praised breathlessly, his ocean eyes glassy and wide in amazement as he watched you bounce effortlessly up and down his length. he licked his lips, mouth salivating at the sight of the white ring of cream forming around the base of his shaft from your juices. “g-god, you feel fuckin' amazing— s-so good f'me, kleine,” he babbled, a thin strand of drool falling from the corner of his mouth.

you stared down at könig with half-lidded eyes, your bones practically jello from the amount of wine you had drank during dinner and how long you had been riding him. you couldn't get enough of him though, far too addicted to stop any time soon.

it seemed almost as if his cock had been perfectly crafted for you— the mushroom head rubbing nicely against that sensitive gooey spot along your walls, the short trimmed hairs growing from his pubic bone scratching deliciously at your clit.

your toes curled at the sensation of being stuffed full, your pebbled nipples rubbing against his bare pecs as you ground your cunt down on him. you could practically feel him in your throat, every inch of his length completely embedded into you as you rocked your hips back and forth against him.

“you feel better,” you breathed out, nails clawing at his shoulder blades as you continued to focus on your growing orgasm. you could almost taste it, the impending pleasure blooming at the pit of your stomach.

you were so close, teetering just right on the edge. “s-so close, könny, s-so close— i'm g'na cum, könny, g'na cum all over yer cock,” your thighs began to shake, abdomen tightening as you narrowed your focus to just rubbing your clit against him. you no longer cared to cater to his orgasm as well, not when you were so close to your own.

könig's arms tensed as he wrapped his arms around your waist. he lifted his hips an inch or two off the couch, allowing you a better angle to grind against him. his cock nudged against your cervix, stars forming in his eyes as he drew closer to his release. “fuck, baby, keep doing that—” he slurred, his tongue loose. “just like that, cum on my cock, baby— lemme feel that pretty cunt cream all over daddy's cock.”

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singsangseung · 4 months

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If feeling less depressed and a lot more h*rny sooooo enjoy

(I have lots more ideas and fics coming)

Warnings:talks of dick (Lots), cussing , descriptions of cocks,

~Long and thick~

•bang chan:

I see him as BDE -8inches long and girthy

He def knows he's big as fuck and will laugh-condescendingly- when your hand can't fully wrap around his cock

“Poor baby. Too big for you, hm?” He'd smirk , plump lips on a pout to mock you

-will either tease you pushing his dick in inch by inch OR so it all at once and chuckle hotly when you cry out “fuck! So big,channie”

“I know…just be my good girl and take it,hm?”

-big dick to go with his big heart fr

•Lee know

I see him a solid and girthy 7 inches

-def a tease AND DEF like watching you cry bc you want his cock so bad

-”don't be greedy, naughty kitties don't get my milk”

-Lino pls I want that MILKKKKKK

-will press the top half of your body into the mattress while he pounds you from behind, using your hips to keep him steady

“Fuck sucking my cock in, so good,jagi”

-”shit look at you, creaming all over my cock, feel my in your tummy?”

-is definitely pressing on your tummy and YOURE DONE DEAD RIP

~THICK DICK ~

-Changbin

-hmmmmm maybe like 6-6.5 inches , def got a mushroom cock head

-missionary but your legs over the crook of his elbows/mating press OR reverse cowgirl

-”bun-bunny fuck. Look at your pretty pussy, taking binnies thick cock so good”

-whines when he sees the head of his cock pushing your folds apart

If you thought that you couldn't wrap your hand around Chans cock…..think again….

-Binnie is DEFINITELY the thickest and gives you a hot delightful delectable stretch when he sheathes himself in you

-I.N

-6 inches and girthy -shocks everyone that he is a shower and grows too

-shy at first but becomes so cocky

-maknae on top for real

- “awww poor baby..-smirk- just lay down and take it for me yeah ?

-your right leg on his left shoulder , hisses when he presses himself in and pushes the base of his cock so he is even deeper

-is the youngest BUT LEARNS SO FAST

“Fuck that feel good baby? Like taking this cock, it's good isn't it?”

-no longer baby bread….daddy toast

~LONG AND VEINY~

-Hyunjin

-long 7inches, has a beautiful vein on the side running up his shaft to be topped with a beautifully pink rudy dripping cock head

-loves fucking you cowgirl, seeing the bulge of how long his dick is and how it falls below your belly button

- “fuck sweetheart, I'm so deep,right by your belly button “

- bites his plush bottom lip and furrows his eyebrows, his hands running around your body

-loves watching you take his long cock into your throat , seeing the outline move as he thrusts

-“Baby baby fuck fuck fuck …..so good to me. Gonna make a pretty mess of you “

-Seungmin

“A HEFTY 8 inches, vein curving up the side and his cock head is beautifully tapered,pink in color when soft and a purplish red when he's hard and ready to fuck

-”yeah pup, use my cock, fuck yourself on it….just like that yeah”

-love doggy , but pushes the upper half of your body down so your ass is in the air

-loves watching his long cock slide in and out of your cunt

-slides his cock between your lips )and taps the head of his cock on your clit before sinking in

-definitely feels like his cock is never ending until he bottoms out, a breathy groan falling from his lips and his pupils blown

-Love when you suck him off cu he's so long that you still have to use his hands to jerk his cock

-”poor puppy. My big cock too much for you? Look at you …still using your hands ….it's cute”

-AVERAGE (or slightly bigger “

-Han

-I feel like he's 6 inches and has a vein, normal girth

-knows how to use it for real

-”jagi jagi fuck me “

-loves fucking up into you from underneath ,if you get tired from riding him

- “so good baby fuck so good on me…so tight “

-I bet his dick has a curve so it hits your gspot TOO good

“Jiji….fuck …fuckfuck….right there please”

-”yeah? I'm hitting your cute little gspot jagi?” As he fucks into you harder and smacks your ass

-I feel like hanji is KINKY (and I love it)

-Felix

-I see our sunshine prince as a good 6 inches too, has a cute reddish tinted mushroom head too

-either is a sweet lover OR fucks the living daylights out of you

“Does that feel good, bubba?” Soft lover lixie , as he rolls his hips into you, your hands interlocked

-deep gravelly voice as he grunts into your ear (is a voice kink a thing?)

- “ fuck me….you're so tight amd wet and warm darling”

-maybe he has one of those special wedge pillows that goes under your hips so he fucks into you deeper …he is in your womb atp

-def holds hands while fucking

-” hold my hand baby…I'm so close..gonna give you my cum”

-is scared to cum in you at first but falls in love with it and how it drips out of you afterwards

-”fuck ….look at my cum dropping out of your pretty pussy”

<3 /please don't steal,copy, modify, translate, or repost my works, you'll be blocked/<3

A/N: I wrote this while at work and had to hide my phone numerous times...I should be sedated 😭😭😭😭

Tags 🏷️: @linosssss @hyunsvngs @straykeedz @straykeedz-recs

#han jisung smut #jeongin smut #changbin smut #seungmin smut #skz smut #lee know smut #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours

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nymphoheretic · 11 months

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Just the tip

Nymph: I'm fucking weak for them.

Synopsis: You learn just how much is really "just the tip" with the clones.

Warnings: praise, teasing, degradation, implied anal (on Sekido’s part), vaginal penetration, knotting, somno (on Urogi’s part), teasing, squirting, wing play, cervix fucking, breeding/creampie.

Word count: 1.3k

Pairing: Aizetsu x fem!reader, Sekido x fem!reader, Karaku x fem!reader, Urogi x fem!reader

Network: @enchantedforest-network

“Just the tip” with Aizetsu always starts off as just kissing.

Aizetsu cups your face between his hand as he slides his tongue past your pliable lips to dance with yours. The grinding of your hips, pushing your clothed heat against the growing bulge of his cock. A whimper grows in his chest as he trails his fingers down your neck.

Aizetsu couldn't get enough of you. Your soft mortal body clinging to his was driving him mad with need. Sharp black nails trace random patterns along your skin before his hands fall to your thighs. "Please?" He begs softly between gentle sucks on your tongue. "Need to be inside you, pretty slayer."

You gasp as your feel his fingertips slowly drag over the slowly forming wet spot on your panties. You wanted him, but you also recalled what Karaku had told you. They all could feel when you were intimate with the other clone. "Aizetsu...we shouldn't. Not without the others."

"Just the tip?" He begs softly, his finger slipping under the waistband of your panties. "They can't feel it, if it's just the tip." Aizetsu presses his lips back against yours, his tongue softly caressing yours and tastes of your sweet little mouth. He could barely wait for you to whisper a yes against his lips before he was tugging his pants down and using his claws to cut through that thin strip of fabric that hid you away from him.

Aizetsu frees his throbbing, leaking cock, fisting it slowly – stroking the hard flesh as he looks at you with lustful dark blue eyes. "My sweet slayer," his voice came out in a purr – soft and bashful as his face flushed with heat. He taps the head of his dick against your sticky clit relishing in the gasps and whines that left you.

"Feels good?" He asks softly as he rubs along the soft folds of your cunt, pressing gently on your hole and sliding only the tip of him inside. Aizetsu feels a shudder go down his spine from the warm, wet feeling of your silky walls engulfing his cock. He bites his lip as he pulls back and fucks the tip in and out, swirling it around.

He alternates from thrusting the tip inside to sliding his length along the outside, watching the silvery strings of your slick glisten on his length. The sounds of your moans make him whimper softly along with you as he slips the tip back inside your quivering hole. “You feel s’good. Can I go a little deeper? You’ll let me right?” Aizestu’s hands were already pulling on your hips before you could even reply, sliding his cock inside just a few inches.

Your back arches from the feeling of him pushing inside deeper. Trembling fingers fists in the material of the bed underneath you. “ ‘Zetsu...” You whine out, pussy clinging to the first few inches of his long cock. You just knew the others could feel him fucking you as he slowly begins to bottom out. “You lied. You...fuck....said only the tip.”

“I’m sorry.” He pants, grinding his hips into yours so desperately. “You’re just so wet and I couldn’t stop.” His cock stretches your walls out as he thrusts in deeper. “You feel so good. Aren’t you feeling good, my pretty slayer? Please? Tell me. I need to hear it.”

You feel him reach the deepest part of you, the fat mushroomed tip nudging gently against your cervix. The gooey, wet pat-pat-pat of his hips snapping so brutally into yours as the pain of those sharp black claws of his dig into your hips only made you cry out more for him. “F-fuuck...Aizetsu....” Your mouth hangs open as your pretty tits bounce under your shirt, catching his gaze. “It feels s’good.”

A small smirk curves at his lips when you admit that he was making you feel good. You were always so easy to put under his spell. The lewd sounds of your pussy being fucked by him filled the room as the scent of sex graces his sensitive nose. “You’re so pretty all turned on like this.” Aizetsu whispers, his hand sliding under your shirt to tug it up, freeing your bouncing breasts. “Do you like it? Like when I accidentally fuck you on my cock like this? Say that you do, little plaything. I want to hear you say it.”

His words make you fuzzy as you struggle to answer him. The slow deep thrusting was causing a small bulge to form in your lower belly, the skin stretching softly with each stroke. “Fu-fuck....’Zetsu...I...” You squeal when his hand leaves your breasts to rub gently over the protrusion – pressing ever so lightly on it. “I love it~! I love when you fuck me on your cock like this!”

Aizetsu feels proud of himself, combined with the knowledge that his counterparts could feel him fucking you, he knew that your screams were loud enough for them to hear. Leaning back in he kisses you deeply – hungrily sucking your tongue into his mouth as he whines gently against your lips. “Such a good girl for me.” His hips increase in speed, snapping so brutally into yours the bed creaks under the pressure of each one.

Tears of pleasure burn at your eyes as you claw at his back, your dull nails barely making a scratch on his skin. Your clit throbs and twitches with each heavy snap of his hips into yours, his pelvis grinding against the slick bead of nerves. You just knew that the others were going to be so upset, but in that moment with Aizetsu fucking you so deeply, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. “Aizetsu! Fuck....only for you. Only a good girl for you.”

His keen hearing picks up on the sounds of the bedframe splintering, but he did not stop or slow his pace. “You wish to cum, pretty slayer?” His hand slips between your body, finding the spot where you two were connected and circles your sensitive clit in slow, gentle, yet firm rubs. “Say it. Say you only want me. Let the others hear you as you come apart on my cock. On my knot, little slayer?” His gentle tone betrays the sternness of his words as the brutal thrusts bulge at your tummy.

“I...” you swallow, your cit throbbing, twitching under his touch as you feel the swell of the large breeding knot pushing against your entrance trying to slip inside. “ ‘Zetsu...” You whimper out, back arching. “Oh god,’m cumming...”

His face flushes as he watches you come undone on his dick, blue Kanji inscribed eyes filling with something akin to adoration – each thrust of his hips stretching you until the swollen knot slips inside your warm hole. Aizestu’s gaze falls from your face to the now more prominent bulge his cock was making in your tummy. “Do you like it? Like when my knot is so deep in this naughty pussy? Tell me how much you do? Please, my little slayer. I need to hear it.” His hand comes up and rests gently on the bulge as it appears and disappears within your pliable body.

Drool seeps from the corner of your mouth as it falls open to release more of thos saccharine moans. You try to speak, but the way his thick knot rubs against your gummy walls allbut stole any coherent thought your mind would come up with. Sobbing as your dig your nails into his back, clinging to him, you manage to babble out a broken “yes.”

This is all he needs to hear as his heavy breeder balls clenches as they emptied his hot cum in thick spurts, the knot plugging it all inside so it had to flood against your cervix. Aizetsu’s breath came out in harsh pants, his face flushing as he rests his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I lied. You just felt too good for “Just the tip.” He kisses your lips gently before resting his tired body against yours.

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saekkas · 1 year

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𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐒? 𝐆𝐎 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘!

summary: in which you get sick and it's their job to take care of you.

includes: isagi, rin, kunigami, sae, reo, karasu, aiku, kaiser, bachira, nagi.

note: hi hellow i'm finally back from my week of tests! cheers to posting regularly (fingers crossed) <3

❥ HELICOPTER BOYFRIEND ALERT! he refuses to leave your side for anything. is hell-bent on smothering you in blankets and medicine! will also cook delicious homemade meals to help you get better.

which is what you've walked into this not-so-fine morning.

there are bundles of blankets on your shoulders, all in different colors, courtesy of your very sweet and very protective boyfriend. you're waddling from the bedroom, shoulders slumped under their weight and feet clad in hello panda socks, trying to reach the kitchen before he scolds you for leaving the bed.

he did that the last time you went to get a glass of water from the kitchen too.

the living room is a homey space that's been filled with pillows and a freshly scented humidifier that's been on 24/7 since you've caught the flu. peeking in, you see no signs of your boyfriend. shrugging to yourself at the lack of presence in the room, you continue your trek into the kitchen, stopping short when a familiar voice catches your ear.

leaning against the door that connects the kitchen to the living room, you listen with furrowed eyebrows as your boyfriend calmly speaks on his phone.

his voice is nothing short of sweet and respectful. you watch as he hums to himself, seemingly writing something on a piece of paper, before nodding to whoever's on the other side of the phone.

"yeah, i've bought that already." he hums as he continues scribbling with his pencil, "i've bought that too. is there anything else?"

"mushroom, salt, pepper, corn, chicken meat, eggs. is there anything else?"

the exchange lasts a few minutes at most, but you can't fight off the smile growing on your lips at the sight.

"no, mum. she doesn't have a fever. she has a cough and her nose is red from sniffling and blowing into a tissue all day but she's fine," he hums to his mother on the phone.

your eyes widen in surprise as you've finally realized who he's calling. your heart beats faster in your chest and a small giggle makes its way from your lips as you continue to listen in on their conversation.

"she's eating well. she should be better if-"

his eyes snap towards you at the sound of your giggle before he sends you a look of exasperation which has you giggling even more. he motions for you to come to his side with his fingers and when you do, he presses a quick kiss to your forehead.

"-sorry, mum. i caught a peeping tom," he says into the phone before quirking an eyebrow at you, a frown on his lips. "as i was saying, she'd be better already if she'd actually stay in bed and sleep like i told her to."

he says the last part with a gentle poke to your side and he smiles at the laugh it brings.

"yeah, she's right here."

you watch as he wraps a hand around your waist, pulling you into his arms. he looks at the guilty smile you send him, and chuckles with a shake of his head.

"mum wants to talk to you," he says after listening to his mother talk. he leans in to press another kiss onto your forehead before pressing speaker. "you can talk now, mum."

the smile on your face only grows when his mother wishes you a quick recovery, and to listen to her son's words. you say goodbye to her when he ends the call.

"your mum's so sweet," you say as he pockets his phone. giving him a smile, you lean forward to wrap your hands behind his neck. "what did you call her for?"

he focuses his attention back to you, placing the sheet of paper on the counter. "i needed a family recipe," he says as a hand stays around your waist, the other checking your temperature. "mum has a special soup for coughs and the flu."

"i can't believe you called your mum for me," you say with a teasing smile as you lay your head on his chest. "that's so sweet of you."

"now that you know," he quirks an eyebrow at you, looking at the multiple blankets around your shoulders. "what are you doing here? i told you to stay in bed. to sleep."

"i'm sorry," you say with a guilty smile, pressing a kiss on his cheek to smooth the frown on his lips. "i got thirsty."

it's silent for a few seconds before it's broken by the sound of your squeal moments later. he places one hand behind your feet and the other on your back, intent on carrying you back to the bedroom.

"hey!" you protest as you squirm in his arms. "i didn't even get to drink yet!"

he looks down at you with a frown, proving a point by handing you a two-litter water bottle for you to hold.

you watch with a pout as he makes his way back to the bedroom, softly placing you in the middle of the bed before standing back up with an expectant look on his face.

"anything else?" he asks with a quirked eyebrow and amusement clear on his features. "or will you finally go to sleep?"

"can i help you cook?" you ask with a hopeful grin.

he sends you a look, shaking his head with a chuckle before leaning down to rewrap the blankets around your body. "sleep," he mumbles as he presses a kiss to your forehead. "i'll be back with the soup, then we can do something fun."

he leans against the door, awaiting your answer with an expectant look on his face that you can't say no to.

"good girl," he nods in content at your answer, happy that you're finally listening to him. he sends you a sweet smile, his eyes softening as you continue to stare at him. "sweet dreams, precious."

it's hours later when you wake, head on his lap with his hand in your hair. and it's only then that he hand-feeds you his mother's special soup along with sweet kisses to make sure you have a speedy recovery.

isagi, rin, kunigami, seo, SAE (believe when i tell you that i would sacrifice anything for this to happen to me. because i would).

❥ TEASES YOU FOR CATCHING GERMS when in reality, he's dying on the inside from worrying over your state. is the type to not really know what to do, constantly in a state of panic. will call all over to ask for advice which results in him getting 91829272 brands of chicken soup and medicine from the convenient store.

the day has been nothing but brutal on you. a killer headache, scratchy throat, and a fever? this nightmare seems to be never-ending. to top it all off, your boyfriend's been teasing you all day long for catching a virus. you've had enough of him as you both stand under the same umbrella, waiting for the bus to arrive as it's raining cats and dogs.

"seriously," he says with cocky tone and a nudge to your shoulder. "if you don't start taking care of yourself, you'll be walking like a grandma by the time you're 25."

"gee, thanks." you roll your eyes at his teasing remarks, sniffling as the cold sends a shiver down your spine. "you sure know how to treat a sick person," your tone is dripping with sarcasm.

"no problem, babe," he chuckles as the bus comes to a stop in front of you. his grip on your wrist is warm and comforting, and he only moves to take your hand in his. "c'mon. this is our bus."

you let him lead you inside, swaying on your feet as your skull throbs from the headache. sniffling, you come to a stop behind him, staring at the elderly couple as they get off from their seats. you sit beside him, leaning your head on his shoulder as the bus starts to move.

"you can go home first," he says in a low tone, being considerate of your state. "i've got something i need to do first then i'll drop by."

your eyebrows furrow in confusion at his words. as far as you know, there isn't practice after school, and he's been intent on coming over to your apartment to study.

"okay," you shake away any other thoughts and nod limply against his shoulder. "i'll wait for you to come back before studying."

"how considerate of you," he chuckles as he pats your head, smoothing his thumb across your forehead to help soothe your discomfort.

the ride home isn't long. the bus is quiet; not many passengers are on, and their chatter is muted. you start to make your way into dreamland, his shoulder the perfect pillow and his warmth the coziest blanket.

"hey," he whispers as he nudges you awake. "you're almost at your stop. you need to get up, baby."

"right," you grumble as your eyes start to open, shaking off the sleepiness as a yawn tumbles out of your lips. "c'mon, we should wait by the door."

he sends you an apologetic look, shaking his head. "i'm not getting out just yet, babe. my stop's the next one." he still has your hand in his, thumb still rubbing gentle circles on the skin. "i'll wait with you by the door though."

still in the haze of sleep, you nod as you rub a hand across your eye. you wait until he stands before following him, your hands still intertwined. he leaves a kiss on the crown of your head, along with his umbrella, waving as you get off.

trudging against the rain, umbrella in hand, you walk the short path back to your apartment. pressing the code and sniffling as you do, you whisper a small i'm home into the empty space.

you've only finished preparing two cups of hot chocolate and a plethora of snacks when the doorbell rings, his image flashing on the monitor. opening the door, you're about to sniffle a small hey but all that comes out is a gasp.

"why the hell are you wet?!" you gasp at your boyfriend's appearance, sopping wet from top to bottom with his hair plastered onto his forehead.

"i gave you the umbrella, remember?" he chuckles with a teasing wink. "don't tell me your memory is starting to become like a grandma's too. besides, it isn't so bad."

frowning at his words, you're quick to run into the bathroom, taking along 2 towels with you. "i didn't think it was the only umbrella we had. you should've brought it with you." pausing for a second, you tilt your head with a question, "where did you go anyway?"

"and let you walk home in the rain?" he scoffs, ducking behind the door to pick up three paper bags. "not a chance, babe."

you eye the bags, recognizing the symbol from your local supermarket's. moving to the side, you try to take one of them but he's quick to dodge your advances.

"i- uh- i went to the supermarket." he nods down towards the bags, taking the towels from you to dry his hair. "went to buy you some medicine and soup. to kill the germs and all that."

he stops his movements at one point as he runs a hand on the back of his neck. "didn't know which one to get. everyone i called recommended different things so i bought all of 'em."

raising your eyebrows at the sweetness of his gesture, you chuckle before pushing him into the bathroom. "go shower. i made some hot chocolate before you got here, so we can have that after."

"with marshmallows and chocolate syrup?" he asks with wide eyes, smirking when you nod your head yes. "that's my girl."

you both didn't do any studying that night. intent on feeding each other soup and taking turns sipping the hot chocolate, you end up in his arms. "don't every get sick ever again, you hear me?" he threatens with a sleepy yawn as he presses you deeper into his chest, nuzzling into your hair. "i was about to die, thinking you were dying."

you roll your eyes at his dramatics.

karasu, aiku.

❥ A KISS A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY is what he says when you tell him that you're sick. is the type of boyfriend to become whinier and touchier, laying in bed all day asking you to cuddle him as if he's the who one who's sick and not the other way around.

"c'mon," he whines, tugging at your sweater as you head towards the soccer field. today's practice is a simple one; a match against the rival team to gauge each players' readiness for the real match. you're only here because he insisted you come watch. "we do this before every match. you can't deny me, my good luck charm."

"no." you groan for the umpteenth time that day, insistent on refusing him because of your cold. "i told you. i can't kiss you today. besides, your talent and hard work are enough to get you through this play. even without my kisses."

"i won't get sick," he scoffs with a roll of his eyes, ignoring your last statement. "one kiss won't get me sick."

"well, i don't care if it's one kiss or a hundred. i'm not kissing you because you have a big game next week, and i will not jeopardize your play by accidentally passing on the flu to you."

"fine," he huffs with an annoyed pout on his lips. one you are dying to kiss off, after you get better. "i'm blaming you if we lose this play."

you sigh as he grumpily stalks off to the field, leaving you to sit on the bleachers all on your lonesome.

"see, i told you. you don't need my kisses to win." after three rounds and a win, you finally get to say it to his face. with a smug smile on your face, you watch as your boyfriend packs his things, ready to go home after a day on the field.

"whatever," he grumbles, still pouty, and visibly upset. he swings his bag onto his shoulder, extending his hand for you to take. "please tell me that i still get my victory cuddles, at least."

taking his hand, you walk side by side.

he glances at you from the corner of his eyes before directly looking at you, placing his chin on your shoulder. "i still get them," he says with his cutest puppy eyes and pout, "right?"

biting your lip, you will yourself not to fall into his trap. "i'm sorry," you say as you shake your head. "no cuddles until i'm better too."

"evil." he shakes his head, lifting his chin off your shoulder to look at the street ahead. "you're plain evil. you know i can't survive without your kisses and cuddles."

"it's just for a few days." you sigh as you squeeze his hand, stopping to wait for the red light. "then you can have as many as you want. promise."

"you saw how draining practice was," he huffs, eyes stubbornly set on the ongoing traffic, showing his dislike at your current predicament. "i need to recharge with your cuddles."

he tugs your hand when the traffic light turns red, pushing you into the inner part of the sidewalk. "i want them now," he says with another pout before stopping altogether, pointing at your shoes. "your laces are untied."

"huh?" you look down but before you know it, your view's been blocked by the top of his head as he squats to re tie the laces.

"you're so clumsy," he admonishes with a grumble. "what if i'm not here, and you trip?" he then grins to himself as an idea comes to mind.

"that has never happened before and you know it."

tying your laces, he sighs dramatically before standing up, right in front of your face. he's quick in his movements, taking your chin in hand, he presses a peck on your lips.

his face is filled by beaming happiness. his eyes are squinted, his lips spread wide in a grin, and it takes everything in you to not pull him into another kiss because right now? you should be mad.

"you know what? whatever." you groan, lifting your hand in exasperation as you walk in the direction of your houses, intent on letting him walk alone. "you can only blame yourself if you get sick."

he's next to you in a second, his expression still joyful, as he practically walks with a skip in his step. he presses kisses onto every layer of your exposed skin, starting from your forehead and ending with the knuckles on your hand. you bite your lip at how adorable he is, content with his affection.

"just you wait and see," he says in a sing-song voice as he moves in to press another kiss on your lips. "i'll prove you wrong."

"whatever you say then," you mumble as you eye the convenient store right at the corner of the street. "can we stop by first? i need to buy-"

"there's no need." he interrupts your words, fishing his hand into his bag before pulling out a set of painkillers and medicine. "i've got them right here."

you say nothing as you tackle him into a hug, pressing kisses onto his face with a lovestruck smile on yours.

"heh," he says, face flushing at your sudden display of affection. "i should surprise you more often."

as a reward for buying you medicine, and for not kissing him before his match, you let him cuddle and kiss you for the rest of the day with no complaints.

the next day, you laugh in his face when he calls to tell you that he has a cold, snickering an i told you so when you go to take care of your big whiny baby.

KAISER, bachira, nagi (with less dramatics and energy).

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Hifwo

Pair: Neteyam x Y/N human reader

Warning: All characters are in their 20s (grow up), flirting, size difference, mmm I think nothing else

Request: (Anon) I was thinking about a neteyam x fem!human!reader. Reader is a short girl, maybe 4'11 (1.48) and Neteyam takes advantage of it and corners her to the wall...

AVATAR MASTERLIST

It was the fourth time Neteyam had checked that you were safe in the place where he had left you. You wanted to go hunting with him. Lo'ak had invited you to go for a walk with him and spider, kiri and tuk but you preferred to be with him. He liked you to stay with him, so you would see and learn how to hunt. But on the other hand, he was a little nervous about you being in a place as dangerous as the jungle of pandora. You were a human, anything was bigger than you, including him. Neteyam comes down from the branch he was on, causing him to make a startling noise as he falls right in front of you. You look up in alarm, and frustrate your brow. "teyam you scare me!!!" you whine a little, but your attention returns to the notebook in your hands. You were drawing some mushrooms that were next to you, they were very brightly colored.

"Sorry babe, but you're distracting me" neteyam says, coming a little closer to sit right in front of you. Touching your naked feet, he liked to play with your little toes. You laugh when you feel his cold hands, touching your feet. "Me? Why? I haven't moved from here" you speak, working on your drawing. "'Babe…" neteyam pauses, lowering his head to your knee, to kiss you on the knee. You look up, laughing at the action. You knew that neteyam's way of showing affection was more physical than yours, at first it made you uncomfortable. But by now you were used to it. This poor man was just asking to be loved and pampered after a busy day of chores that his father usually ordered him to do.

"You are so small, any creature could eat you" says neteyam, now he was sitting down. You laughed at his comment, you knew he was right. But you were not as weak as you looked, you knew you could run away from any creature. "Teyam you offend me, you know? I think I am very good at running away, not fighting…but I can run fast" you speak, with a tone of playfulness. Neteyam just looked at you with adoration, you were so cute. "Mmm I don't think so" says Neteyam. You lift your back a little off the back you were sitting on. Giving a punch to neteyam's chest, neteyam just watches as your punch doesn't have any effect on him. "Ok, I give up… but that doesn't mean I won't do my best to run away" you say.

Neteyam is silent for a moment, he was thinking what he would do in his next move. He chuckles to himself, as he begins to rise to his knees. " You think you can run away, ah?" asks neteyam in a flirty tone. As he lines up and slides over your body. Which in a matter of seconds, was covered by neteyam's. His whole body created a blanket that covered every view you had of you, raising your head to see neteyam's cute face. He had an idiot's grin on his face, analyzing how small you had become underneath him. You try to speak, but the only thing that comes out of your mouth is a 'I-hum-'. You were blushing so hard, damn it he knew the effect it had on you. Netayam bends lower, so that he is now close to your ear.

You could feel his breathing, his hot breath hitting the skin of your neck. "The creatures I speak of are much larger than me… they would have no mercy on you" neteyam places one of his hands, on the side of your thigh. Squeezing the soft skin, moving his palm gently up and down. Your breathing becomes more heaving, it was making you very nervous. "They would devour you in seconds" neteyam now leaves a kiss on your neck. Causing you to giggle from the tickle. "Nete…" you whimper a little. The feeling in your lower belly was building up, but he just replies you with a 'hmmm' as he continues to leave kisses on your shoulders and neck. You were grateful for the outfit kiri had prepared for you, it allowed neteyam to have all the access he wanted to your body.

"would you like to know how long it would take me to devour you?" neteyam pauses from kissing, waiting for an answer from you. You, as best you can, place your hands on the sides of her face. Your hands were so small, you could barely hold part of his jaw. You approach him to give him a soft kiss on the lips, now making eye contact with him (if you want to know more about the type of oxygen mask the reader uses 'read here'). Neteyam gives you a smile, and copies your movements. But now he settles more on the ground, so that he lies more on his stomach. Causing you to spread your legs, allowing him to settle more on top of you. Kissing your neck, moving down your chest to leave some wet kisses. Feeling your hands tangle in his hair, feeling your hands push him further down…right where you were needing him most.

Kissing and giving a few soft bites on your stomach. Enjoying the difference in texture of your skin, so soft and delicate. Dragging his body further back, placing his hands on either side of your hips. You now bring your legs up, watching as one of neteyam's hands moves one of your knees to open the space between your legs.

You two were so intent on your business that you had barely heard the lazy noises that were approaching you. Neteyam in a quick, and almost minimal movement moved up towards your lips giving you a sloppy kiss. "I don't see you running…don't you plan to run away?" he joked, seeing how your cheeks were pink, your mouth half open. And your pupils dilated, waiting for him to do what he wants with you. "So pretty" says neteyam.

"ahhhh my eyes!!!" screams spider. Neteyam and you look in the direction where the scream came from. Noticing lo'ak, kiri and spider. Even tuk…who had her mouth open. Spider runs up to tuk and covers her eyes. You push as hard as you can on neteyam, and he quickly sits up. Trying to adjust some of the clothes he had moved from his previous actions. Neteyam crosses his legs tightly and tries to cover his growing bulge with his hands. "You two can't be doing your stuff over here" kiri speaks, the girl was furious. You shift your gaze, you were embarrassed.

"I don't see you running,eh?" lo'ak tries to imitate neteyam's voice. "You can go…why don't you take tuk to the village" says neteyam, sounding annoyed. His brothers were still bothering him, and you were hiding more on the log.

The group of boys walk away, but if not before they continue to joke about the scene they just saw. Neteyam looks at you, and can see that you are almost completely hidden in a bush that was next to you. And he couldn't contain his laughter. "What are you laughing at?" you are embarrassed, the least you wanted is for your friends to see you in that situation. Neteyam approaches you again, placing his hand on your neck. "I see you can really run away…you're practically hiding in this corner" neteyam bends down to brush his nose against yours. "How about we go somewhere else…yeah?" says neteyam. You stare at him for a couple of seconds, quickly picking yourself up off the ground starting to run as fast as you can. Listening as neteyam laughs, and starts to get up from the ground. Letting you run for a while, after all it was only fair that he gave you a head start.

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