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[pseudowho]

Domestic Bliss: Higuruma Hiromi #2, Storm

"...as gale force winds sweep Tokyo tonight, emergency services urge members of the public to remain indoors unless absolutely necessary..."

You stepped over to Hiromi, who was stood in front of the evening news, and shot you an apologetic half-smile; "...rain check on that date-night, then?"

With a disappointed little grimace, you opened your mouth to answer, and were interrupted by the violent smack of rain and blustering winds against the window.

"A very literal rain check, I think," you grumbled, cupping your hands around your eyes to look into the cloud-blot blackness, the storms dragging night-time in prematurely.

Hiromi crept up behind you, looping his arms around your waist, and resting his chin on your shoulder; "You still have the pleasure of my company, at least?"

A few hours later, curled under Hiromi's arm as you both read, you heard a telltale drip, drip, drip on the living room floor. Hiromi looked over his reading glasses, both of you giving each other a concerned side-eye.

"A leak. Good," Hiromi clipped, hands on his hips as he looked at the ceiling, "wind must have blown some tiles off...gonna ruin the ceiling...hang on--"

In just his white shirt, black trousers and loosened black tie, you soon heard him clattering round in the garage.

"Hiromi..." you called, concerned, "...what are you doing?"

"Fixing it," he stated, walking past you with a plastic sheet and a hammer. Hiromi swung open the front door with a whoah! as the wind swept it open with a bang. You followed him out into the blustering wind, and dark, driving rain.

"Hiromi, no," you gasped. He looked up to the roof, pushing his reading glasses onto his head. He gave the drainpipe a test tug, and nodded, satisfied. You heard nails jangle in his shirt pocket.

"Hiromi yes," he answered, holding the hammer sideways between his teeth, and tucking the sheet into the back of his belt. You clutched your hands around your mouth as Hiromi scaled the drainpipe and windows, his legs long and spidery, reaching the slippery roof in record time.

"Oh my fucking god," you gasped, your fingertips pressed to your forehead, "don't fall! Don't you dare fall, Hiromi!"

Hiromi crawled across the roof, locating the patch of missing tiles. Soaked to the skin, his white shirt transparent and sticking to him, he battled with the sheet against the wind, pinning it under his knees, and hammering it into place.

Hiromi stood, looking down at his handiwork, making a circle with his thumb and forefinger. Slipping in his dress-shoes, Hiromi stumbled down from the roof, while you ohmygodohmygodohmygod'ed under your breath. Jumping down the drainpipe, he stood in front of you, drenched and proud of himself.

"You could have died," you chastised while he scoffed at you, dragging you back inside, ever the risk-taker.

"Didn't die, though," he smirked, pulling you flush to his soaked body, "and now I'm your hero."

You smiled, begrudging as he nuzzled into the shell of your ear, "Yeah, yeah, you're my hero, I suppose..."

"...and what do heroes get?" He breathed against your neck, high on his own adrenaline, twitching to life inside his boxers.

"Changed," you insisted, slapping his wet chest, laughing as he refused to let you escape, "heroes get changed, Higuruma!"

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[pseudowho]

Edging Nanami Kento

(help me find the Nanami artist in the banner, for crediting and thanks/permission!)

WARNINGS: 18+, you know what you came here for, no plot, just fluff and smut

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Edging Nanami Kento as you ride him on the sofa. Shirt fully unbuttoned, trousers and pants round his knees, thick hands bound in front of him, sweating and panting as your hips pick up speed against his. He absolutely knows you're using him for your own pleasure, at many points barely pulling his throbbing cock out of you as you rock his leaking tip to rub repeatedly against your cervix.

"Kento...aaahhhh, deeper, please," you whine, eyes closed in ecstasy and hands planted on his v-line for support, and he watches you intently, pupils blown in lust, feeling his orgasm about to crash over him.

As soon as you feel the telltale signs of his thighs twitching against yours, involuntarily bucking his hips up into you, his knuckles white and clenched, your name on his lips in worship, you stop.

Kento growls, looping his tied hands over you and behind the small of your back, arching your hips against him. His teeth bite into your collarbone, enough to leave a mark before he licks and sucks the spot. Feeling him attempt to rut his hips up into you, you lift yourself almost completely off him, shushing him and scraping your nails through his undercut.

He begs against your decolletage, the tip of his cock furiously leaking precum at your entrance, "I'm so close, don't do this to me my love, please. I'll do anything. Anything." His powerful forearms are gently, insistently pressing the sides of your hips down, desperate to slip his throbbing length inside your wet heat again. Your tongue finds its way to his ear, tracing its shape with a feather touch, and your hand tracks down to lovingly cup his balls, tight against him and ready to cum, away from his cock and Kento groans desperately, feeling his orgasm slip away from him.

You shush him gently again, consoling him by slipping back down onto his cock and starting to bounce yourself on him, pushing him deeper and deeper. His tied hands still locked around your back, he holds you, his cheek rested on your shoulder, gazing at you in blown-pupilled adoration as your sweat mingles together with his, thighs sticky with combined wetness. He swears he could cum from the intimacy alone, watching you, resplendent as you take him to the edge and back again.

Kento's pleasure builds and builds again, as your thrusts against his hips become more desperate, chasing your own orgasm.  He knows he may cry if you deny him again, so he locks his arms around your hips, holding you in place as he plants his feet on the floor and begins to drive up into you, face still in your neck, hot wet pants mingling with the smell of your bodies joined together.

You cry out in delight and shock, your plans foiled, nails in his back and hair as he bites into your throat, moaning constantly as he fucks you over the edge. He feels you become even wetter as you cry out his name, your thighs shaking now as he thrusts harder, chasing his own orgasm.

When he finally cums, he swears he may go blind with the pleasure, agonal gasps against your hair, as you slump to his chest, feeling his seed leak out around his pulsing cock. Lights flashing in his eyes, he intones sweet adoration into your hair, kissing your eyes, your nose, your lips.

He slumps back against the sofa, tied hands pulling you with him, both of you utterly spent. The rain hammers on the windows as you both begin to doze, still completely intertwined and sticky with cum. One hand slipping out of the tie, because Kento always could, only didn't want to, a blanket was grabbed and thrown around your back, wrapping you together in a soft, warm den.

Succumbing to sleep again, with you on his chest, Kento wondered what he ever did right to get so lucky.

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[pseudowho]

Vinum Rubrum

(help me find the Higuruma artist in the banner, for crediting and thanks/permission!)

18+, filthy Higuruma Hiromi brainrot

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Thinking about drinking red wine directly out of Higuruma's mouth while you dry-hump.

It just started as making dinner, talking shit about work and ruthlessly mocking each other. He offers you a taste of the wine, and you suggest going after the sip he's just taken. Hiromi bites.

One eyebrow quirk and one slightly open mouth, and his hand pulling you in by the waistband of your skirt, is all you need to press your lips against his, in some Dionysian kiss, all grapes and debauchery.

It builds quickly, with one wine glass between the two of you, the sips from each others' mouths getting deeper and needier, his cock hard against your belly, your skirt rucked up to your waist.

Hiromi doesn't hurry you to orgasm. He's in no rush, and his long fingers spend most of their time lazily stroking your pussy through your underwear. He lets the wine and the understimulation and the desperation take you most of the way.

By the time he has you up on the counter, sliding his wine-stained tongue between your legs, you crack like an egg, your thighs clamping up around his head as he chuckles, drunk and throbbing, his hands reaching up to plait with yours.

"A wonderful bouquet," he groans, sultry and teasing as he comes up for air. You tilt the glass towards him, rolling the wine like liquid rubies. Hiromi takes another sip, holding it in his mouth until he can seal his lips against your pussy, tasting you and the wine together.

Only once he's truly experienced the hedonism of your cum and his favourite wine in his mouth, does he drag you to the edge of the counter, slowly fucking his clothed cock against your sex, kissing you so you can taste the wicked pleasure he's tasted.

Hiromi doesn't hurry himself to orgasm, either; the smeared wine and arousal from your own pussy across your face, the voyeuristic way you watch him hump against you with husky groans, and the way your nipples pebble under his tongue, take him most of the way.

When his hips begin to stutter, his eyes hooded with this tonic you've offered him, do you reach down and hook his weeping cock upwards to sit flush with his belly. You lick your thumb, and bring it down to circle wet little circles on his cockhead once, twice, three times-- Hiromi's fingertips bruise your thighs as he cums on his belly and your hand, trembling with thick pulses of pleasure, head tipped back, gasping for air.

Floating vaguely above himself, Hiromi's head tips forward, in time to see you lick his seed off your hand and sip the wine, like salt and tequila. He whimpers just once at the sight of it, another weak spurt of cum twitching out of him onto your thigh.

You end up on the sofa, Hiromi floppy and pliable as you lick him clean with the wine still in one hand.

You finish the bottle of wine-- but you order take-out.

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I'm writing a bigger Higuruma piece right now, but I've had a lot of red this evening and it's giving me unffffff.

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[pseudowho]

Having a shake-up with the fic writing, so we're going to explore some delicious angst and new characters.

Upcoming fics:

Hanahaki, with Nanami Kento (a request that has been in my inbox for LITERAL MONTHS, thank you for your patience) is being written as we speak.

Yuuta x Reader x Maki threesome

Gojo returns to his family home, with the reader pretending to be his fiancée, and we crack the poor guy open like an egg because he is the whole nine yards of unresolved angst, and you cannot convince me otherwise

Regency Nanami Kento and Higuruma Hiromi

Red!Nanami, following the original Gege plan for Nanami Kento's character

INBOX UPDATE: gentle reminder than I get MANY fic requests. Many of them are very "samey", and if they don't catch my attention, I won't write them, and probably won't answer the ask (I'm so sorry, I just don't have the time).

My requests are ALWAYS OPEN to weird, wonderful, eye-catching ideas. Shoot your shot!

-- Haitch xxx

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[pseudowho]

public service announcement for vagina owners: if you drop your panties and it looks like there's egg white all over them, you're likely ovulating or just about to.

#Haitch's Vagina Masterclass #Certified Pussy Expert #pseudowho #pseudoqueue

[pseudowho]

Mr.Haitch has volunteered to do an "Ask Mr.Haitch" question time and I'm laughing. He's intrigued by the legend he has become.

Does anyone want an "Ask Mr.Haitch" inbox 24 hours? 🐸

-- Haitch xxx

#mr haitch #for one night only #the man the myth the legend #he's very tired and sick of life #please give him a break #pseudowho #pseudoqueue

[pseudowho]

I'm writing my next Monsterfucking!Fic and I truly believe I have entered my dark era.

(Thank @desiderium-dreams and @starsinmylatte for this.)

#pseudoqueue #Pseudowho #Haitch Goes Monsterfucking #The novel by Enid Blyton #jjk

[pseudowho]

tbh it might be these specific promo pics that remind me of Higuruma. like, not in terms of personality but like face + hair + suit. Then again I used to have a major crush on the Tenth Doctor so that might be why my brain made the connection xD

I personally think it's a bit of a reach, apart from Man In Suit™️ I don't see much between them...but it's your little connection, so who am I to yuck your yum?

I always *loved* the 10th Doctor but was never *in love with* him. I did, however, fall HARD for 11th.

Favourite though...is 8th.

Haitch Fun Fact time: I have a Doctor Who tattoo. I'm actually quietly obsessed with it. I have a very significant secret collection of memorabilia, a lot of it from the original/classic series, including set pieces and costume pieces. My dad introduced me to it when I was a kid, and I never looked back. I know so much about Doctor Who, it's embarrassing 💀

-- Haitch xxx

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