#rengoku x black reader

[plussizeficchick]

Alright y’all, I already talked about Tengen’s big dick, so I feel it’s only fair to talk about Kyojuro’s big breeder balls.

They’re smooth, the shade a bit darker than his skin tone and they’re heavy. The weight harsh when they hit your chin as you suck him off. They get taught and throb as he cums.

He can’t help himself though, it’s just in the nature of Rengokus to breed. To watch the creamy milkiness of their seed drip out of your spent cunt. To fuck it back inside and fill you up all over again.

It’s your fault, really. You know how Kyojuro is about you. He’s insatiable, can never have enough and you enable him. You tell him how good it feels, how much you need it, and he can never say no to you.

So he ravishes you, splits you open on his glistening cock, drenched in your wetness as his heavy balls smack against your ass. You’re creaming around his dick, he already pulled 3 orgasms out of you and filled you up twice, but he has to do it again. It’s a must!

It’s overwhelming, the pulsing head twitching against your cervix as he pumps you full of him. It’s always so much that it leaves your belly bulging, your plump tummy filling up. It has you feeling warm and fuzzy, your cunt clenching around him to keep him from moving.

He’s always so sweet after, kissing along your body to distract you from his balls filling up again, ready to spill inside you.

It’s your fault, really.

#x chubby reader #anime x chubby reader #anime x black!reader #x black reader #anime x reader #demon slayer x chubby reader #kyojuro rengoku x chubby reader #rengoku x chubby reader #rengoku x black reader #rengoku x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny x chubby reader #kny x black reader

[materialgworlas]

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[mopfishh]

suggested by @potofstewie​ ! I hope it’s ok with the oil on the table :0

#rengoku x reader #demon slayer #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku #kny rengoku #Kimetsu no Yaiba #kny #rengoku x y/n #kyojuro #kyojuro x y/n #kyojuro x reader #rengoku x black reader

[draxua]

Kyojuro is the definition of a munch man. Literally pussy drunk

He can spend hours between your thighs lapping up your sweet juices. It always tastes better and better from the last time, he just can't get enough of you.

Grab him by the hair and keep him in place whilst your grind your clit on his tounge. He'll go utterly insane.

He wants you to sit on his face, please do, his face Is your throne.

Tie his hands behind his back to stop him from touching you when he eats you out makes him go feral, he loves squeezing your plush brown thighs as his tounge in deep in your pretty hole.

He'll have to put more effort into it, if he can't touch you. He'll suck more harshly and moan into your pussy more loudly, it sends vibrations into your clit.

You'll have to forcefully pull him away to, grabbing him by the hair to get him away from you. After cumming, he's still going he simply cannot get enough of you.

Seeing your sweet juices mixed with his spit on his mouth is such a turn on, you might just have to give him a sweet reward for his hard work with that new pink vibrator you got for him...

𝐒��𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐁𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 <3

#✮⋆˙willow writes #rengoku x reader #kny x black reader #kyojuro rengoku #kyojuro smut #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x black reader #Kyojuro thirst #Rengoku thirst #Dom! Reader #Kny Dom! Reader #sub!character #Sub! Kyojuro #Dom! Black Reader #kimetsu no yaiba

[chrollohearttags]

LUST • KYOJURO RENGOKU | the seven slutty sins series • part three

you’re his one and only vice..

perv!rengoku, mutual masturbation, voyeurism, phone sex, cum licking/finger sucking, roleplay, infidelity

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆:

it was embarrassing..truly.

an absolute shame even....but honestly, he couldn’t help himself..he couldn’t help but to run the tip of his finger along the side of his shaft, up to his aching tip that seeped with precum. He couldn’t help but to shudder when he watched you through the window of your home..the one you left open just enough for him to peek through late at night. It was all but inevitable when you stripped down in front of him, peeling layer upon layer off of your body..letting it hit the floor as your beautiful skin because exposed to the cool air. Those supple breasts, plump thighs and perfectly round ass that jiggled with each step. It wasn’t fair..not even a little bit! It wasn’t fair that he was stuck stroking his cock from the sidelines, seeping precum like some hormonal virgin and attempting to stifle his whimpers, instead of being able to pound you from behind as you stood on your tiptoes. Rather than this clenching fist, it should’ve been that tight pussy wrapped around him..squeezing and clamping down as you cried out his name. He was a feign for you, an addict even..he just couldn’t help himself! Kyo was a well kept man who seemed innocuous enough to the rest of the world but behind closed doors..he harbored a dirty little secret. He was an addict! He craved physical contact all the time and when he couldn’t get it, he allowed his imagination to run wild. He got creative..even now, as he watched you through the window, completely undressed..sprawl out on your bed. Legs parted to each side as your fingers glided down your slit. Those pretty brown lips parted to reveal a bright pink center. You were like that of forbidden fruit..tantalizing, sweet yet unattainable. He wanted you desperately, craved you beyond comprehension but all he could do was continue pumping..stroking himself as he watched you join in on the fun. Gliding your tongue across your lips and eventually propping a finger or two inside of your mouth to lubricate them. Tasting the remnants of yourself on the pads. “Fuck..I bet you taste so good, baby..” he knew you saw him. He knew that you were his one object of desire right now so you decided to give him a show. To keep his eyes fixated on you. “Go slow, beautiful..play with it, just like that..” Groping your own tits and pinching the nipples, you’d plunge those digits knuckle deep and whimper his name. Pounding into yourself, wishing it were him. Bucking those hips to meet the thrusts as you imagined it was that big dick of his stretching you out. “I want to stretch you open, (y/n)..wanna make you feel so good, baby..” This was wrong in so many ways…a sin of the utmost caliber but you both loved it! Loved the rush that came along with doing something salacious. Something that neither of you had any business doing.

after all…you were someone else’s. That much apparent by the giant rock glistening from your ring fingering. Even so, it stopped neither of you from crying out and begging for one another because it was only him that could satisfy your body and vice versa. The sounds of your squelching heat ringing out over the speaker of his phone, along with loud moans. Calling him all types of lewd names and all the things you want him to do. They didn’t fall on deaf ears because in a matter of moments, Kyo couldn’t hold back and he couldn’t contain himself. He wanted to fulfill your fantasy more than anything and the thought of that alone was what sent him over the edge. Grunting and cursing as warm beads of pearl colored liquid came gushing over his knuckles. The best nut he’s had in a long time but it can’t be it..he needs more! After all, when lust consumes you, it’s impossible to come out of it. Even when you know it’s morally wrong in every way.

“My husband isn’t home, maybe you should come over and we can really have some fun.”

#cherry’s works ✦⭒ #seven slutty sins series #black reader smut #rengoku x black reader #demon slayer smut #rengoku smut #demon slayer x black reader #demon slayer au #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny x black reader #rengoku kyojuro #demon slayer rengoku #rengoku x reader #kyojuro rengoku #rengoku x y/n #demon slayer fic #demon slayer drabble #kny drabble #kny smut #demon slayer kyojuro #kny #kny x y/n #kny x reader #kny au #kny modern au #demon slayer modern au #cw voyeurism #cw sex mention #cw suggestive

[hentyehottie]

Oh nothing, just thinkin about a cute, chubby little babe whose new fav hobby is baking. Do you like sweets? Sure, but that’s not why you started. 

No, it was the look on your husband’s face whenever you’d go to the bakery to pick up fresh bread. He’d stare at the dessert case like a kid in a candy store, begging you to let him get one as if he wasn’t a grown man making his own salary and now he makes that same face whenever you offer him first pick of your own delicious, freshly baked pastries. 

This time is no different, you hear the click of the front door shutting, he’s walking into your quaint little kitchen with a news paper tucked in his axillary and his briefcase in hand. He’s dropping his case near the threshold and tossing the paper onto the table, footing over to you and placing an earnest kiss on your lips before flipping on the sink’s faucet to wash his hands. 

Your husband is old fashioned, no social life and not many hobbies due to his demanding work schedule. He says you’re too pretty to work a job so he works six days a week, every single week, in order to give you your soft life.

You carry not a worry in the world except whether or not you may have over starched his jeans or added too much salt in your latest confection. Of course these little desserts and things don’t equate to all that he does but it’s literally the least you can do to thank him. He swears he doesn’t deserve it, coming home to your love and a hot meal everyday is more than enough but you tell him otherwise every single time. 

“Made ya somethin.” 

He’s drying his hands with a dish towel, turning around to see what delectable treat you’ve gone out of your way to make for him today. 

Bright eyes lighting up as you present him with a display tray of heart shaped puff pastries, lightly dusted with powdered sugar, split down the middle and filled with a tall dollop of a blush-pink colored cream. He’s pulling the chair out, pulling up the legs of his trousers and plopping down in the seat, his legs spread wide. Today was long, or at least it felt long, but even a second away from you is just too damn long. But, it’s over and now he gets to indulge in a sweet treat and hopefully his sweet wife later on. 

He goes to grab one and his pinky finger catches some of the cream from another, those big hands of his are never really ideal when it comes to grabbing such delicate, tiny things. He admired your creation, from the flaky layers of the puff pastry to the little specks of red littered throughout the cream. 

“Strawberry cream?” 

“Mhm.” 

He’s so attentive, it melts your lil heart. “But they’re not in season.” 

“I got the freeze dried ones from the store and a tiny bit of strawberry flavoring. Tastes just as good, I promise.” It tastes the same to you, but who knows if it’d taste good to him, his favorite fruit is strawberries after all. 

He goes in for his first bite and he’s not surprised when a tiny little bit of the cream oozes out and plops onto his white collared shirt—some of your pastries do tend to get messy sometimes, his face and his laundry have come to find out.

But it’s no big deal, he just swipes it up with that same pinky & sucks it off like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

He let’s out the sweetest groan—one that has his cute little wife squeezing her thighs together, trying to keep your cool as you wait for him to finish.

“Damn that’s tasty.”

“Yeah?” You gush, the way he closes his eyes and tosses his head back has you damn near squealing.

“Mhm, but everything you make is delicious.” 

Gosh, when he gives you that dazzling smile you almost melt. You rarely ever heard your husband swear, at least not outside of the bedroom, and you have to admit it’s so damn sexy.

“Reallyyyy?” You drag. 

“Yeahhhh.” He mocks your tone, free hand gently grasping your jaw to pull you in for another quick kiss. 

Two bites. Two bites is all it takes for him to finish the dainty little pastry before he’s reaching for another. 

He looks at you like you’ve grown another head when you pop his hand and push the tray away.

“You’ll ruin your dinner.” 

He’s not sure what you’re cooking, maybe a roast or stew and it smells hearty and delicious. He’s sure one more little cream puff won’t ruin his appetite. 

“Babyyy.” Here he goes with the damned whining. “Just one more.” 

He pulls you closer by the hem of your pretty pink gingham lace trimmed apron, the scraping of the chair’s legs against the wooden flooring harsh and loud as he pushes back to give you some room. A pat of his thigh has you raising your leg, throwing it over both of his and straddling his lap.

“I just wanted you to try one! You can have more for dessert after dinner.”

“I tried it and I liked it. I want another.”

It’s a little while before you feel it—him moving his hips back and forth, grinding the hard bulge in his slacks against your panty-covered cunt. He thinks he’s sooo slick, giving you those eyes, that look—you know the one.

“Please baby, you don’t mind dessert before dinner when it’s you I’m eating, let’s keep things fair, my love.” 

Your mouth goes ajar for a quick second, opening and closing in speechlessness before a heavy gasp escapes. You don’t have a comeback and your adorable little pout is no match for his fiery gaze and quick tongue, determined to get his second treat. You’re folding almost immediately, sighing as you reach back to grab another cream puff.

“Okay, but only one more.” 

This is soooo Rengoku coded but you can insert any of your favs really 😁 

*this wasn’t even supposed to be this long 😭

#black reader #black fem reader #anime x black!reader #black!reader #black coded reader #black!y/n #demon slayer x black reader #kny x black reader #mha x black reader #black coded #black!fem!reader #aot x black reader #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x black reader #kyojuro x black reader #HentyeHottie🌸

[potofstewie]

Reality

Hey y'all! This is one (4/5) of my submissions for @renhoeku's Rengoku Birthday Month Collab. This is also the sequel to my other submitted fic, "Imagining" (Highly recommend you read that first before this!)! If you wish to join, then please check out their post regarding the collab!

Thing to know: AFAB!Reader, making out, drunken confession, cunnilingus, fingering, grool (term for female cum), sensual body rubs, rough, spanking, accidental creampie, dirty talk, praise, marking/biting, hair tugging (m. receiving), drunken birthday sex, no aftercare

W/C: 3.2K

Words/Phrases to know: Inari Ōkami - Goddess of Sake (rice wine), Aizen Myō-ō - Wisdom King known to transform earthy desires (love/lust) into spiritual awakening, Contrary Motion - The movement of two melodic lines in opposite directions, Pianissimo - Very soft

Kyojuro didn’t know how this all started. Okay, maybe that was a lie. He knew the actions that led up to it all, but he didn’t know if this was all his imagination or plain old reality. He knew that you planned a birthday party for him at your house, inviting all the hashira and cooking heaps of food for his never ending appetite. He knew that there was alcohol present and that you all played drinking games. He knew that the party ended with Giyuu being carried off by Tengen, everyone stumbling out wishing him a happy birthday and their farewells. He also knew that he stayed behind to help with cleanup as well as pack up any leftover food to bring home. 

What he also knew was that he was absolutely enamored with you; the strong and passionate emotions he had towards you made it difficult to even focus on sweeping your kitchen floor. He always had a thing for you, always staring at you when you weren’t looking, memorizing every detail from how you purse your lips to a bad smell to the folds in your hands whenever you balled your fists. Before the current events unfolded, he was sweeping over his feet, too distracted by how your back arched when you stretched after picking up trash. He wondered how it would look beneath him, his rough digits going over your spine and between your shoulder blades. 

It wasn’t until the sweet, silver jingle of your laughter broke him out of his trance, pointing out his less than adequate sweeping. Of course, not wanting to give himself away, Kyojuro simply chalked up his terrible cleaning to the alcohol still coursing through his veins. Now, Kyojuro knew that was absolutely true. But, that’s what makes it a bit fuzzy for him. He knew the drinks were to blame for what happened. He knew that the drinks were why you got closer to him, your enchanting eyes peering up into his own nervous ones; mind anxious on what you were planning. He knew that the drinks were why his hands carelessly ran themselves up and down your body; traveling down from your shoulders to your plump waist, gliding his hands up and down and feeling the fabric of your kimono ruffling under his touch.

Kyojuro blamed it on the strong drinks for the reason why he was inching his face to yours, telling you absolutely everything. Telling you how much he loved you and how long he felt this way, how he can never focus or do things properly because of you. Even telling you the intimate acts he would do at night when you plagued his mind; how he always wondered what you looked like with his cum oozing from your battered pussy. How he wondered if you liked doing things this way or that. He also blamed it on the drinks for how your lips mashed haphazardly with fervor; the taste of the sake from his tongue intermingling with the taste of the wine from your plump lips and mouth. The way how your nimble arms wrapped themselves around his neck, your hand lightly tugging on his hair and eliciting a soft groan from his throat was all because of the drinks. 

There were some intimate things about you that he already knew. Things he wouldn’t confess to you no matter how drunk he was. He knew just how sweet your pleasure filled moans sounded, how your body twitches and convulses when you reach your orgasm and how your pussy squeezed at nothing when you came. He knew that seeing you experience an orgasm caused him to have his own almost instantaneously. 

He knew how you both reached into the nearest room; how his hands rushed to strip you naked as you both stumbled from the kitchen and into the room, how he practically tripped and fell on top of you. Like the last time that happened, a sober Kyojuro would’ve immediately gotten up and apologized profusely with a deep red shade on his face. But this time he was too busy trailing kisses on your neck, sucking right at the nook of your neck and shoulder. He knew that somehow you managed to get his clothes off, the fact becoming apparent to him when he felt your cold fingers glide down his chest, moving themselves to his sides before slowly climbing back up to his shoulders; all the while sending tingles throughout his body. 

Kyojuro knew for a fact what you looked like when he raised himself up from his barrage of kisses and markings; your eyes saying nothing but “take me”, your spit covered lips parted slightly as your soft pants did nothing but bring life to your desirable bosom. He knew that after tonight, he would forget most things but your face of bliss and anticipated pleasure was something he wouldn’t forget. He would remember how your skin felt against his lips as he kissed inside your thighs, trailing kisses from your meaty flesh to your clit before digging in to his new favorite meal; the taste of your nectar melting and settling on his tongue. He’d remember how soft your hips felt as his hands found a home in the folds of them, your heels slightly digging into his back. He’d remember how his scalp felt when you tugged on his hair and how sweet your noises of pleasure fell onto his ears, encouraging him to keep going. 

If what he was experiencing with you wasn’t reality, he’d still memorize how your warm pussy felt around his fingers as he sucked on your sensitive clit; relishing in the wet noises your pussy made and the moans your beautiful mouth released. This was all a memorization test to him, seeing just how much he would be able to recall the morning after, judging on whether or not he’d be able to recall feeling your pussy contract on his fingers as you came, how your grool tasted as he licked his fingers clean, and how his chin felt lathered in your cum. 

Now, here is where Kyojuro didn’t know something. In this moment he was staring at your back in all its bare glory; finally seeing your spinal valley and how it curved with your arch, finally feeling just how soft and plump your ass felt as he rubbed it; anticipation bubbling inside of him. He did his best to memorize how your chest and cheek mushed with the floor, your forearms caging your head as your hands stretched forward; reminding him of a stretching cat. What Kyojuro didn’t know is just how good you would feel, sucking him inside your needy pussy. He didn’t know what it would feel like to have your ass slap against his pelvis nor see how it would look as it ricocheted against him. What he did know was that neither you or him could wait any longer.  

Lining himself up with one hand while the other stayed on your ass, Kyojuro sighed softly as his tip was kissed by your wet folds, just the minimal touch sending a pulse through his body. Going deeper didn’t pose an issue for him, your already sopping and gaping pussy eagerly welcoming him, however you couldn’t bear with the burning stretch he gave you. The only words you could mumble out being: “S’too much, Kyo.” “Can’t take it...” All Kyojuro could do to ease your discomfort was to plant hot and meaningful kisses on your shoulders and whisper into your ear just how amazing you felt, how your pussy felt so warm around his cock. With his muscled chest flushed against your back, Kyojuro finally bottomed out, ears perking up at your soft moan from feeling so full. 

Sighing softly at the newfound sensation, Kyojuro’s rough hands traveled down your forearms, his own arms covering yours and hands intertwining with yours. It was this small act alone that made him realize just how much he enjoyed feeling how tiny your hands were compared to his. A soft whine left your lips as you felt him kiss your neck again, giving you time to adjust to his size. Soft kisses moving from your shoulder to the back of your ear; his breath fanning on the shell of your ear. Slowly raising himself up, Kyojuro made sure to drag his hands up your arms, over your shoulders and down your back before settling down on your plush waist; ensuring his fingertips left you with a tickling sensation. 

He truly wanted to savor this night, the possibility of you waking up sober tomorrow and no longer wanting to deal with your newly changed relationship frightened him. He would, of course, respect your decision to put space between the both of you, but right now he was trying to change your mind before you even got the chance to think about tomorrow. This was his audition, and you were the evaluator.

Pulling his hips back slowly, Kyojuro couldn’t help but groan at the feeling of your pussy hugging him tightly, trying its best to stop him from going back; only wanting him to go deeper. The primitive, carnal part of him spoke to him, demanding that he stop restraining himself and prove to you that he can do a better job than your fingers. That you won’t have to touch yourself with your door ajar anymore. 

That insatiable part of him only came out on the occasions he palmed himself in the dead of night, when his head would be full of the delusion of you bouncing on his cock, of you bringing him to his release. It scared him a little bit, how a distinguished and respectable hashira such as himself had such lowly desires. But despite the voice beckoning him to hurry up and breed you, he pushed back in slowly; flaming eyes taking in how your body slightly shifted forward as his pelvis met your warm ass. A soft moan you let out into the air was all he needed to continue with his lewd actions. 

Continuing on with his slow and languid thrusts, Kyojuro’s mind began to muddle a bit more. He genuinely couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol doing that or if it was the euphoric feeling of your tight pussy. Regardless, Rengoku Kyojuro was in nirvana and he didn’t want the moment to end. He knew that your moans were like music to him, but he didn’t know just how enchanting they could be when he was the reason for them. He knew that if his fantasies were to come true, he would be lost in it all, but he didn’t expect to be so lost that his eyes would roll back a bit. 

It was as if there was a ticking timer in his head, counting down to when Kyojuro could finally let go and abuse your pussy like how he always imagined when he pleasured himself at night in his room. Every time he would interrupt his slow rhythm by pushing as deep as he could and staying there for a second, the timer would fast forward a lot. Every time his hand came crashing down to your ass, smacking one side and then the other before kneading it entirely with his large hands as if it was clay, the timer leaped forward. Every whine and groan you gave out with every thrust and stinging slap sped up the timer, the internal buzzing mere seconds away. 

“Y-You’re so perfect..fuck..” Was all he could say as he squeezed your waist, treating it as a stress ball as his eyes drank in the sight of his cock dawning on a nice coating of your grool; the sight finally evoking the loud buzzing in the flame hasira’s intoxicated head. His fingers dug deeper into your flesh as his hips finally snapped and hit your ass with fast and rough precision; your moans getting louder and matching his pace. His incandescent eyes were enthralled by how your ass moved like rippling water, the sound alone filling his partially deaf ears. 

Plap.Plap.Plap.Plap.Plap.

The sticky sound of your ass and his pelvis making bruising contact echoed in the room, drowning out your weeps and cries of pleasure. Moving to a one leg kneel position, both you and Kyojuro couldn’t help but moan loudly at the newfound depth; causing you to instinctively push your ass back to the best of your abilities despite the bruising hold he had on you. Kyojuro watched in awe as your grool decorated his cock even more, thick lines of it filling the grooves of his veins and trickling down his heavy balls, with some of it even drenching his dark fuzz; the sight most definitely needed the most space in his buzzed mind. 

“Sh-Shit, Kyoou..feels s-so good..” You slurred out, your dirty praise sending shockwaves into Kyojuro’s body and a low moan to rumble from his chest. You arched your back more, trying your hardest to mush your stomach to the cool floor, causing some of Kyojuro’s fingers to get squeezed by your hips. His rough hands backed up and gripped your ass, slightly pushing it up and apart as he tried to get a better view of your creamy and stretched pussy. It was as if one of the greats painted the view itself; the lewd mixture of pre-cum and cream being pulled into thin ropes with every pull back before collapsing on themselves with every wet connection of skin. 

“H-Hah..doing so well f’me..” Was all Kyojuro could mutter in his sake and lust filled state of mind before snaking his arms under your armpits; warm hands raising you up close to his chest, one wrapping itself over your torso while the other simply held your neck gently, slightly tilting it to give him access to your already marked-up skin. With this new position, it was as if Kyojuro’s carnal side of him took over completely. Deep and guttural groans filled your ears as Kyojuro gave in to his long held lust, teeth grazing and biting on your tender neck, each nibble sending pulses to your stuffed pussy.

“I’ve always thought of this..a-always wanted it. You pro- hah fuck, probably never even noticed how much I’ve wanted you..” Kyojuro confessed into your ear, his flushed face hiding behind your shoulder as he pressed a scorching hot kiss to it, groaning at the feeling of your hand traveling through his blond tresses and tugging. In that moment, Kyojuro could've sworn he felt the maddening powers of Inari Ōkami and Aizen Myō-ō flowing through his veins. He was telling the truth, all of it. Honeyed words of longing desire and admiration poured from his mouth as he felt your pussy begin to squeeze on his dick; your nonverbal signal of your fast approaching orgasm.

Calloused fingers lowered themselves to your clit, squeezing and rubbing the sensitive bud while Kyojuro could feel his pot begin to bubble over. Kyojuro was sure, no, absolutely positive that none of this was real. He wasn’t actually pistoning into you with all the stamina and energy that he had left in his inebriated state. He wasn’t marking you as his and sinking into your every mewl and moan of pleasure. You weren’t actually holding onto him for dear life, using him for your sexual release. This all had to be one drunken dream of a pervert. There’d be no way that you, an esteemed ally and friend, would be currently pleading for him to delve deeper and harder into your sopping pussy. 

But yet, despite him believing it all to be fake, it all felt too real to him. You felt warm under his touch, your lips felt velvety against his own with every sloppy and open mouthed kiss. He could practically feel your own private emotions towards him radiate off of your body and seep into every kiss and hair pull you gifted him. Dark eyebrows furrowed in restraint as Kyojuro felt your pussy squeeze around him once more, his mind subconsciously bracing for the long awaited moment. 

Feeling your orgasm wash over you with the strength of a tsunami, your hand instinctively gripped the arm that still held a vice grip around your torso; your pelvis jerking with each thrust and pulse of your release. Now, this was where Kyojuro’s mind truly blanked. Just like last time, to his own pleasant surprise, you reaching your own release, your own peak and reward of sexual intimacy, only made the poor flame pillar come undone in mere milliseconds. However, this intimate discovery came with a daunting catch that was only made apparent at this moment. Having your orgasm be the key to his own, as enthralling as it may be, meant that Rengoku Kyojuro would cum instantaneously…even when he didn’t mean to at that moment. 

Kyojuro’s torrid eyes rolled back in his skull with blurred vision as his own release arrived; his cock pulsating in your gummy walls with every spurt of hot seed. Your fingers gripped his arm tighter as you sank into the pleasurable feeling of his cum filling you up, the addicting heat of it feeling like nothing you’ve ever experienced. The contrary motions of your airy moans and his baritone groans carried out into the humid air of the room; your drawn out voices being the final and ending note to the sexual music piece of the night. Pulling out slowly, Kyojuro’s lips lightly grazed your shoulder as you released a soft sigh; feeling the cum slowly ooze out and begin its journey down your inner thigh. 

The standing ovation from the chirping crickets outside intermingled with the heavy pants that puffed out from you both; fatigue hitting Kyojuro like a train as he slowly collapsed to the floor, dragging your tired body with him with relative ease. It didn’t take long for Kyojuro to succumb to slumber, his pianissimo snores escaping him. Resting your head upon his slightly damp and muscular chest, you allowed the steady drumming of his heart lull you into the realm of sleep. In his head, Kyojuro didn’t fall asleep, leaving you to your devices. No, in his head he was giving you soft and passionate kisses, reaffirming every word he said in the heat of the moment. He was giving you a proper, less lewd, confession of his love; a confession that he had practiced in secret for months. 

But in reality, in the reality that he had trouble accepting, he was sleeping peacefully with his muse of romance. He was experiencing something he had always imagined and dreamed of; something he always assumed was out of reach from him. The crickets were chirping just outside the pleasant sight of two lovers in a slumbering embrace, a soft blanket of tranquility and ease covering them while a small seed was planted between them with so much young and newfound love. However, there was a reality steadily approaching the lovers, a reality that couldn’t be denied with inebriated minds. A reality of a train’s whistle was being polished, getting ready to leave its short retirement; getting ready to change fate forever on its iron tracks.

ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ʙɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴛᴏꜰꜱᴛᴇᴡɪᴇ™ 2023

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[smut-slut69]

“Dirty Talk”

Kinktober 2023|Day 6 ~ Dirty Talk

Pairings: Kyojuro Rengoku x Reader

Words: 2.3k

Summary: You had always known your husband was a work oriented man. But after you had you’re son, long hours at work turned longer and longer. Making you doubt if your husband still felt the same as he did before you had your son.

“Baby, what do you think about this one” you asked looking at yourself in the mirror. The dress was pretty but looked like pretty much everything else in your closet, but you had so many clothes, you’d forget about it in a moment. “It’s not too tight is it?”

You turn around after getting no response from your husband who had his phone to his ear, tons of your other purchases hanging off his strong shoulders. Kyojuro was always working now, he was a business-focused man before you all got married and had a baby, but at least he paid attention to you then.

When he offered to go shopping with you you got excited, this could have been a chance to spend more time with him. But with each store the two of you went into, the more un-excited he seemed to get.

He always seemed unexcited around you now. The only time his eyes seemed to light up any more was when you brought his son to him at home.

With an annoyed roll of your eyes, you slipped back into the dressing room, pushing off the dress. He could have at least looked at you, but he seemed to hate doing that now. You were racking your brain about why Kyojuro had been so distant lately. Was there someone else, were you not as fine as he used to think you were, you had gained a little weight after the baby, but you thought it suited you.

Ignoring the tear that rolled down your eyes, you left the rest of the dresses in the room, putting on your jeans and blouse before leaving the dressing room.

Still on the phone, Kyojuro followed behind you, and with your mood now spoiled you were ready to head to the car.

As the weeks went on your sour moods turned to pure sadness. Kyojuro had seemed even more distant than ever lately. A lot of the time, you were left on your lonesome just you and your son. You loved your son as much as you loved Kyojuro, but there was only so much company a baby could give, especially when your son sleeps 50% of the time. So on most nights, you were in bed, depending on being interested in some book you left on your nightstand.

You consider yourself a strong woman, it was one of the many reasons why Kyojuro had fallen in love with you. But tonight was one of the nights where you felt weaker than ever. It was hard to admit it but the way your marriage had been after you had your son hurt you. You wish Kyojuro was here, to hold you and giggle about how cute your baby boy was together. The fact his warm hands weren’t around you was enough to bring long, held-off, tears in your eyes.

You weren’t sure how long you were crying, at some point, you were just holding yourself until your cries turned into sniffles. You almost felt yourself drifting away but your hope of sleep was disrupted by footsteps entering your bedroom.

“Kyojuro” you called out. “What time is it?” you mumbled.

“Don’t worry about it love, why aren’t you sleeping?” he questioned.

You sat up from your bed, reaching for your phone lying on your nightstand to check the time. Anger seared in you when you saw it.``Don’t change the subject, why the hell are you just getting home at two in the morning” you said, turning to him.

The moonlight allowed him to see the partially dried tears that stained your puffy cheeks. “Love, have you been crying?” he questioned softly.

“Lov-” he tried again, “I mean what else do you want me to do but cry, you haven’t been home with me in what feels like forever!” you yelled.

“Calm down, I was just working late at the office Y/n, you know I’m closing up a big deal”

“Bull shit, there’s no reason you need to be away from me and your fucking son that long”you yelled.

Kyojuro frowned, crossing his arms, “Y/n you’re being dramatic, just go to bed, I’m tired, I don’t have time for this” he groaned.

“You’re tired!” You shrieked, “hHowthe fuck do you think I feel, I’m home with our son all the fucking time without your help!”

“What Y/n, you’re clearly just in a mood to argue so I’m going to sleep,” he said, turning around to get ready for bed.

Angry, hot tears fell down your cheeks.

“You can’t just dismiss me every time you don’t feel like talking” you spoke angrily.

“Whatever Y/n, I told you I’m not arguing with you”

“I don’t want to argue, I’m trying to tell you I’m upset!” You yelled. Your gut-wrenching tone is what made Kyojuro stop midway through undoing his tie to look at you.

You settled down onto the bed, breathing unevenly,“I-Is there someone else” you sobbed, “I just don’t understand” you cried. “I know I’ve gained a little weight but I think I’m still pretty, I can’t be that disgusting that you want extra time away all the time.'' you exclaimed, too worked up to notice more tears falling from your eyes.

Kyojuro felt worse than he ever had seeing you like this because of him, he knew how hard you were crying, and the fact he caused your tears made it so much worse. “Oh Y/n, come here” he opened his arms, laying on the bed beside you.

You wanted to curse at him, yell at him for everything he was making you feel, but you couldn’t help but fall into his arms, letting your tears fall onto his shoulder.

He whispered into your ear, trying to console you, hoping to end your tears. He held you until you stilled in his arms, clinging onto him.

“Love, look at me,” he asked. You lifted your tear-stained face at his request. He lifted a large hand to swipe the leftover tears on his cheeks.

“There’s no one else, and there never will be,”Kyojuro said, hands trailing down to pull your frame closer to him.

“I thought you were the most sexy, gorgeous woman in the world before you had our son, but the glow you have now is the most incredible thing I have ever seen, I’m so sorry I made you feel this way, so so sorry my love” He whispered.

You looked at him with teary eyes, “Please don’t cry” he asked.

One of your shaky hands came to grip his jaw, pulling him closer to you. You couldn’t remember the last time the two oad really kissed. Sure there had been quick pecks and sloppy cheek kisses, but it had been a while since Kyojuro had kissed you.

Your lips were just as pillowy soft as they always were, and your tears tasted sour in the kiss, but it was everything you needed. The two of you kissed like you used to back when you were teenagers, till you couldn’t breathe, only pulling away when the need to breathe became urgent.

There was so much more that Kyojuro wanted to apologize for, but definitely wasn’t thinking with his head. His grip on your hips tightened as he flipped you over onto your back, watching as your legs spread out on impact. He smiled at your appearance, hairdisheveleddicheveled, nipples threatening to peek out of your silk gown, silky smooth thighs visible.

“Stars, you’re so beautiful” He whispered.

He leaned down to kiss you once again, trailing down to your jaw and then to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses all the way down to your chest. Kyojuro pulled down the tips of your nightgown, watching as your full tits spilled out. One of his strong hands came to massage your breasts, his mouth sucking your pert nipple.

You let out stifled moans above him, biting your finger so you wouldn’t make too much noise. Kyojuro parted from your chest making you whine. “Don’t you dare hide those noises from me” he demanded, fingers tracing the edge of your nightgown. “B-but the baby” you explained.

He shook his head,IYou and me both know he sleeps through the night” he laughed, pushing your nightgown up over your stomach. He smiled at the sight, trailing lightly over the ticklish parts of your stomach, making you tense at the sensation.

“I almost forgot how sensitive you are, bet your pussy’s still the same way” he mused as his hands trailed towards your thighs, watching as your thighs twitched from the feeling.

“How’s she feeling huh? I bet she’s twitching, just waiting for me to touch her” he smiled, tapping your clit through your thin lace underwear.

“Bet she missed me, didn’t she” He asked, your eyes were closed tight as you felt him, lips formed into a round O shape.

He tutted at you, grasping a hold of your chin making your eyes shoot open to look at him.

“Answer me baby, did your little pussy miss me” He asked again.

“Mhmm” you whimpered, teeth biting into your lower lip.

“I bet you want me to touch her,”He asked, “Y-yes” you stuttered out.

His fingers slowly rubbed against your slit, feather-light you could barely feel him touching you. You groaned at his teasing pace. “Why do you sound so upset with my love, am I not giving you what you wanted?” he said.

“I-I want m-” you started, but he cut you off, “You want more, what do you want?”

“Do you want me to make me cum with my fingers on you?” he said, suddenly rubbing harsh circles on your more than sensitive clit, making your thighs twitch and your pussy gush onto your underwear. “Or maybe you want to cum on my fingers” Kyojuro mused, moving to prod at your entrance through your underwear.

“Or maybe you want to cum in my mouth, though, I know you like it wheN i talk you through it,”he said, laughing as you moaned loudly at his words.

“Which is it my love, answer e, or nothings gonna happen”

“Y-your fingers, your fingers baby” you answered.

He slipped next to you, a hand coming to rest over your head the other tracking shapes onto the inside of your thigh occasionally dancing over your slit,What's the magic word”

“Baby please, can I have your fingers”you begged. Kyojuro left a wet kiss on your cheek, “Of course my love”.

His hands trailed into your underwear, sighing at how wet you were, “God baby, your pussy’s drooling” he hummed. He brought a single finger to circle over your entrance. You bucked your hips up into his hand moaning as his long finger sucked into your tight pussy.

“Of, fuck baby, it feels so good” you admitted, twitching as his fingers reached knuckle deep into you. “I can tell. She sucked me right in, god your stightjt, I haven’t stretched your little pussy out in a while, guess I’ll have to change that”

He drove his fingers in, and out of you drinking in the beautiful sounds you were making. He missed this, missed you, and this was just what he needed.

“Think you can take another one?” he asked.

You nodded frantically, “Please, stretch me out” you begged.

He managed to wedge two of his fingers into your tight pussy. You were shaking in his grip, holding onto his arms as the pleasure drove you insane. His fingers were long and thick, they managed to touch that spongy part inside of you that made your legs twitch in a way you couldn’t control.

“Does it feel good my love” he huffed in your ear.

“Yes, fuck it’s so good” you moaned.

“Yeah, you like it when my fingers are so deep i,n you” he said, you smiled, “Mhmm”.

He watched your face contort into a lop-sided grin, enjoying yourself. You would have been embarrassed at how fast you were ready to cum, but how could you be blamed. It had been forever since he had fingered you like this, talked less, talked to you like this. It was driving you crazy, especially when the ball of his hand would drag over your clit making you squirm.

“Are you gonna cum My love”he asked.

“I-I’m so close” you admitted.

Your hips ground down onto his hand, making a mess on his hands “You wanna cum” He asked.

“So bad, I wanna cum so bad”

He hummed, watching your eyes roll back in your head and just needing one more push to send you over the edge.

“Then do it My love, cum all over my fingers” hinstructeded.

Your whole body stilled for a second, scaring Kyojuro a liBeforeit. BEfore your legs shook ridiculously, jutting his fingers deeper inside of you. Your pussy gushed all over his hand but you couldn’t find it in yourself to be ashamed.

Your thighs twitched as Kyojuro pulled out of you, printing his wet fingers to your mouth, “Open” he instructed. You took his fingers into your mouth, moaning at the taste of yourself.

He pulled you into his chest, kissing the top of your head.

“I still have a lot I want to say,” you said.

He nodded, holding you closer, “And I’ll listen”

“I’ll listen to every word”

Sorry for any spelling mistakes. Hope you enjoyed! This is barely proof read and I hope this was good:)

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[comatosebunny09]

naughty | r. kyojuro

Genre(s): Smut, Modern AU

Warnings: Thigh Riding, Bodily Fluids, Language, Female Anatomy, Spanking, Exhibitionism (?), Not Proofed, Let me know if I missed anything please

Music: Naughty - Irene & Seulgi

Sorry not sorry. I'm going through things, and Kyojuro is the only muse that can satiate those things. Thank you so much for reading, lovely! ❤️

You don’t like to wear underwear when you’re home. 

Panties and bras are cumbersome. Prefer to let your lady bits breathe. You see no need for undergarments unless you’re leaving the house. 

So, of course, you saunter up to your husband—seated on the sectional—with your booty meat and tits a-jiggling, nipples puckering beneath the frail polyester of your dress, engrossed in your phone. Not an underwire or waistband in sight.

“Baby,” you ask, stopping to hover over Kyojuro’s leg, sunlight filtering through your dress’ slit. You don’t think much of your position. Too busy scrolling through DoorDash, gnawing your bottom lip. “You hungry?” 

Kyojuro is quiet for all of nine seconds before—

You yelp as hands suddenly shoot out to latch onto your waist, tugging you down until the seam of your cunt kisses the rough wool of Kyojuro’s sweats and your thighs frame either side of his. 

“Ravenous, darling.”

You cut your eyes at your husband as your phone slips through your fingers, thumping soundly on the rug. The position is uncomfortable, your hands scrambling for his shoulders to stay upright. His grip is possessive, rooting you in place, searing you to the bone.

He wears a close-eyed grin. A look deceptively innocent, though you do not miss the slight twitch of his bristly brow. His palms, once perched on your hips, move to encircle your middle, gently urging you forward until your warm breasts push against the hardened planes of his body. And the slow drag of your clit up his quad sends a warning pulsing through you.

“Babe?” you caution against the pleasant hum of your body. 

A hand rests at the small of your back while the other cups your cheek, coaxing you to look into his eyes. They simmer like liquid spilled over hot coals, etching a sluggish triangle between your hooded gaze and quivering lips. Your breath flees from your nostrils as Kyojuro’s plump lips pan in to capture yours.

And he kisses you. Lazy, slippery, and lust-ladened, filled with tongues curling and hoarse groans poured into your mouth. Your belly does somersaults. Hips unconsciously undulate against Kyojuro’s thigh, adrenaline like glass and needles in your limbs. Greedy fingers scramble for purchase of his hair, tugging until he fitfully pulls away to growl into the junction of your shoulder.

“That’s it, my love. Take it. Take what you want.”

Weighted hands glide southward to hold the apples of your ass, bunching up your dress until supple skin skates beneath his fingers. He guides you into a steady tempo along his quad, squeezing, lifting, baring your pulsing, driveling pussy hole to the cold air as your slick mottles his sweatpants. You chase that idle, sparkling rush that causes your hips to stutter and your breath to hitch, clitoris bumping against the thick muscles of his thigh with the perfect amount of friction.

Kyojuro chuckles against your skin, his voice akin to cured leather and mahogany. He mars your shoulder with hot, open-mouthed kisses, nipping at your aggravated flesh until you keen into his hair. 

“Like that, darling?” he rasps, enticing you to ride him faster. “Want to cum on my thigh, pretty girl?” 

You can do nothing but whine into the crook of his shoulder, your clit dewy and engorged, the coarseness of his pants causing pleasure to burrow deep into the pit of your stomach. You cling to him, panting wetly, your fingers buried in the folds of his hoodie, hips creating a choppy, wet cadence against his thigh.

You’re whimpering behind clenched teeth and eyes screwed shut, the feel of sweltering lips stamping your skin, and skillful digits slapping and pinching your ass, pushing you further to the brink. 

Kyojuro murmurs sodden obscenities in your ear. How wonderful you feel. How good of a girl you’re being. How wet you are. How sexy you sound, bearing down on his quad, chasing that searing, white-hot flurry. He knows what his voice does to you. How that doting, persuasive tone makes your pussy throb and your legs shake. 

When your breath catches and your thighs shiver, he knows you won’t be much longer.

“That’s it, baby. Cum. Cum for me. Please.”

The knot coiling in your stomach reaches its limit. Pulled taut like rope until it quickly unravels. And you careen towards the edge, the sounds of your wet pussy grinding against Kyojuro and his breath—hot and ragged in your ear—crowding your senses. Your hips still, a moan corked in your throat.

Your orgasm consumes you. Deafness. A brilliant whiteness that makes way for fireworks shooting across the inky stratosphere of your eyelids. Thighs quaking, toes curling, the crown of your head tingling. You descend from the sky after what feels like eons, the world slowly filtering in through the haze of your peak. 

There are hands soothingly stroking up your spine. Lips, tender and languid, prying your mouth open to swallow your shallow breaths. You’re loose-limbed and boneless, leaning into him, drawn to the comforting warmth of his body like a beacon. 

Kyojuro draws back, the ache of a smile on his lips, affection shining like water in his eyes. You curl up into his welcoming arms, his thumb skating slothfully over the side of your breast, sending lethargic waves of delight vibrating through you. 

He’ll have to give you some time to recover before you’re ready for another round.

You smile drunkenly. Sleep beckons you, her voice sweet and sticky like dolce. And as you relent to her kind embrace, the clearing of a throat causes you both to cut your eyes to the living room’s other occupant. 

“Damn,” Tengen says, a smirk canting his lips whilst he fans himself, adjusting his pants to hide the tent between his thighs. “That was hot as fuck.”

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[xxaraaq]

𝙊𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩

masterlist

Sypnosis | Kyojuro is what they call a 'team player'. What would they do if they found out he was fucking his boss?

wc | 5.1k

cw | unprotected sex, office sex, power dynamic ig, cursing

Rengoku x black reader

A\N | I hope y'all enjoy, this is unedited btw.

If you asked anybody what kind employee Rengoku was, they would say nothing but the best about him. How he was the most understanding, reliable guy there was out there. And it’s true! He’s always there when someone needs him to be, helping them before they could even get a chance to ask. He was just the guy you came to with your problems. And he was proud to have that role. 

You, on the other hand, are not that person. As the building manager, you don’t hesitate to shoo anyone away if you think their question is even remotely a waste of your time. You wouldn’t call yourself cruel though, more like firm. You didn’t take bullshit, and that was one of the main reasons why your building was one the best in the chain. Everyone knew it, that’s why they kept their mouths shut when you ran things the way you did. You ruled with an iron first and high standards – which is why you still don’t understand why you would let him crack your facade the way he did.

He was only supposed to walk you to your car, a simple common courtesy. But then it escalated, and he ended up fucking you in the parking lot, making you scream his name so loud he had to cover your mouth as he gave you the best backshots of your life in the back of your Subaru Outback.

You didn’t fail to tell him that it was only a one-time thing – which was obviously a lie – but he just shook his head yes, knowing that you would be back for more soon enough as he waved you bye as you sped away.

Less than a week passed by before you demanded him to come to your office after his shift to clear up some mistakes he made on his paperwork. He walked with a bit more of a hop in his step than he usually did as he opened the door to your spacious office. He’s never gotten a good look at it, being able to count his fingers the amount of times he’s been you. “Close the door and lock it.” You say, not taking your eyes off your computer as you type away at whatever has your attention. “You called me here, boss?” He asks, coy tone lacing his voice. “Don’t talk like you’re a saint, it’s not very flattering on you.” You say, pushing away from your desk to stand. 

He can already feel his erection tighten against his pants, and it turns him on even more. Truth is, he’s wanted to fuck you since he his work day in the department. From the way your breasts would try to fight their would out of your button up to the your very presence commands everyone's attention when you, everything about you turned him on.

You loosened his tie once you got to him, hands practically moving on their own as you held eye contact. His hands came up to your waist, pulling you flush to his chest. “You gonna kiss me, pretty boy? Or are you gonna stare at me like some lost puppy?” Not one second later, his lips smash into yours as he backs you up against the oak desk. You moan into his mouth as he delves under your pencil skirt to stroke your clothed clit. You unbutton his shirt as he swipes whatever papers happen to be in his way onto the ground before hastily setting you on top of it. 

He wastes no time in pulling your skirt and stockings down, throwing them halfway across the room. He presses light kisses up along your thighs before spreading them apart to reveal your already soaking cunt. “Barely even touched you yet and you're already so wet.” He uttered, licking a straight line up your folds, eliciting a borderline desperate groan as you rested your weight on your elbows. He sucks and licks at your clit and folds as you push him head further into your now sopping pussy. You could cum right now at the sight of Rengoku holding you legs in the legs as he tongue fucks you. It brung out some deep part of you who loved to see a man on his knees to pleasure you. You thrusted upwards into his face as your core starts to tighten. “Fuckkkk, m’gonna cumm.” You whine, legs shaking against his frame. He pushes your legs to open them wider, pushing as he pulls your hips in the air. Your cum with fervor, hand coming up to massage your puffy nipples. “O-hhhh shitttt.” You wailed, eyes rolling back into your skull. He sucked and kissed until you pushed his head away in overstimulation. “It’s too much.” You writhe away from his grasp as he sets you back down. You’d almost forgotten what effects he had on your body, the overwhelming pleasure he so easily gives you. “I’m not done with you yet.” He says, licking you slick off his fingers and slick. “I’d hope not, I don’t think I could find another guy on such short notice.” You sarcastically responded, still catching your breath.

“Y’know, you and that smart mouth of yours are really gonna get you in trouble one day.” He mutters, leaving a trail of hickeys as he kisses down your neck. You sigh in content, letting your finger waft through his fiery locs as he unzips his pants. You were caught by surprise when he suddenly lifted you into the air as if you weighed a feather. “You're gonna be good and quiet for me right?” He asks, lining himself up to your entrance. You nod, and he tasks in disapproval. “M’ gonna have to hear you say it ok?” He says, teasing your slit with his leaky tip. “I’ll be quiet.” You whimper, clasping your arms around his neck as he thrusts up into you. He lets out a guttural groan as he bottoms out. You yelp at the sheer size of him. He bounces you up and down on his girth as you babble out in fucked out bliss. “So fuckin tight.” He says, eyes darkening in lust as he rutted into your swollen cunt. All you could do was hold on as he used your body like a fleshlight. “You gonna cum on my dick?” He asks, and you can sense something primal hidden behind his words. “Yesss, I want it s’badd.” You sob, crying out as he speeds up. “Nobody’s stoppin you, go ahead baby.” You obey his words, shock waves rolling down your body as you cum with shaking legs. 

He grunts, carnal desire ripping as he follows suit. He sloppily thrust up more to ride out both of your orgasms, before gently setting you down on your desk. “You ok?” He asks, pushing a hair out of your face. “Are you ok? A second ago you were fucking me like a madman.” You say, eyeing him up and down. He just laughs, which confuses you even more. “You got some problems.” You whisper under your breath, leaning back to assess your office. Stray papers everywhere, room smelling like sex, and desk disorganized. 

It was a mess, a mess you would a million time over, but still a mess nonetheless.

-Nene

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[muvaginger]

“Wash Day”

Boyfriend!KyojuroRengokuxBlackAFABReader

TW: a big ol hunk of FLUFF 🥹

Happy Black History Month!! 🖤

It’s something about how the warm water first hits your scalp as you ready it to be washed. It’s overwhelming yet calming at the same time. Even though it takes a lot of time and effort to do your hair to the point you designate a day for it, in the end it’s all worth it and your boyfriend knows that very well.

From your solo show in the shower, singing yours and his ancestors souls out to The wide smile on your face when you’re finally out and putting in product and trimming the edges just to find out it’s grown longer than before, he sees it all and it bring a warm feeling in his chest. He loves it when you’re happy and if he can bring you joy, he will.

He has always wondered how you were able to have your hair in any style you wished and how much work you put into it but feared for a long time that it would be rude to ask until one day you told him. You were a bit frustrated that night and he could hear you huff in frustration and went to see why. That’s when he first smelled the different oils and products you but into your hair. “That’s why she smells so good” he thinks while quietly watching you. From that point on, he started to get more curious.

So when he started watching you do your routine and realized it takes a lot out of you, he’s eager to help. At first, he sneakily watches from the other room and eventually is standing near the door. He understands it’s important to you but not fully and the more he watches, the more he wishes to learn. You’re his future after all and how can he fully take care of you if he didn’t know why it took so much maintenance and time to do your hair? He knows it’s not just because of hygiene and he knows it’s something deeper but he wants to know the history behind it and also he just really wants to see you smile. So he does what he does best, learns.

From books and articles to watching YouTube videos and practicing on a black baby doll he borrowed from the kids next door. He was INVESTED and he wouldn’t stop until he can fully be of service to you. He never realized how many styles there were and was impressed and inspired while learning the history and meaning behind them.

You didn’t recognize this until you started to notice that their were two of everything you used. You also started seeing more hair tutorials on your shared YouTube account you never searched but brushed it off as you forgetting you watched them. What you didn’t realize was that your sweet boyfriend has been doing this not knowing it’s been MONTHS and that it was all for a huge surprise for you. Even going as far as going to your other neighbor and learning from them.

This is what brings us to today. While you’re doing your usual routine in the shower, he preparing everything for the task at hand. Oils, creams, masks, and even buying you a new type of brush that makes detangling easier. The usual place you do your hair is now decked with a full restock of things you have been needing for forever and snacks. What you didn’t know was that you weren’t going to be doing your hair or anything else. You were going to be pampered. He was learning and researching for this very moment and other times in the foreseeable future.

He’s nervous. Not just because this is new territory but also because he doesn’t know how you’re going to react. He knows it’s coming from an amazingly sweet place but never wants you to feel offended. We waits patiently inside the bedroom you both share for you to get out of the shower. Hands a bit clammy and then heart racing when he hears the confusion in your voice when searching for your things. The lump in his throat bobbing up and down as you open the door and stand there hair wet and confused.

“Baby, have you seen my-“

You stop and your eyes widen. Everything you were looking for was neetly placed on the new vanity he built accompanied by a cucumber mask, bowl of your favorite fruits, your favorite binge show displayed on the tv in the background and a robe in his hands. “I know you usually do it by yourself but..” he says while stepping a bit closer to you. “I wanted to let you relax and take care of your hair and you. If you allow me…” he says nervously. You’re speechless because it’s not just unexpected, it’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for you and the fact that he was willing to learn makes you tear up a bit. You hug him tightly and he kisses your forehead, relieved that you trust him enough to allow him to help.

The night goes amazingly with nothing but laughs and praises from your end on how good he was doing which made his heart soar. As he braids the last braid, he looks up to see you grinning the widest he’s ever seen.

This—your smile—is all that he could ever ask for. This is good and he hopes you smile for him like that forever and always.

“Baby?”

“Yes, my love?”

“Thank you” you say lovingly.

He stops and kisses your head.

“Always”

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 Snug⋆Kyōjurō Rengoku

kyojuro rengoku⋆black!reader(smut)

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Rengoku pushed your legs up against your tummy, before thrusting into. His large size is enough to kiss you cervix the first time he parted your velvety walls. “Fuck! Rengoku.” He grunted before pulling his cock back a little. “Just a little more- doin so good takin daddy’s dick~”

Rengoku slid his dick all the way out so slowly, before slamming himself in against, connecting each others hips. You gripped the back of his shirt, letting out a muffled moan. “nghh~ t-that’s right ma’ma keep squeezing me like that” Ren squeezed your waist, dragging his cock further into your drooling cunt.

His tip kissed you cervix multiple times, forcing you to let out an array of noises. It felt like he was fucking inside of your rib cage. You watched his pretty face warp expression that showed his closeness. He delivered another thrust, and you felt his thick cock go far inside of you. This resulted in you squeezing around him tightly. “If you squeeze me like that again I’m gonna end up filling you up with my kid”

Rengoku cock began to twitch, before he released his warmth inside of you. He moaned at the feeling before sitting up. “Round two?”

Hope you liked, bc this man is scrunches

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commissions corner • on the menu

working food service isn’t always easy, less known, managing an entire restaurant. But when the new delivery man assigned to your store starts frequenting..you feel a newfound love for your workplace. Especially when an unexpected storm traps you two together one night. Leaving you guys to get acquainted and keep each other entertained.

content warning: black!fem reader, delivery man!rengoku, fluff and banter, humor, alcohol use, office sex, thunderstorms and hurricane mentions, sexual tension b/w reader and Kyo, squirting, intense kissing, praise kink, oral sex (m and f receiving), backshots, nipple play, cumshot, back scratching

word count: 8.4K

📝: this is a commission from @tranzpurent and I cannot thank them enough for allowing and trusting me to write this piece. Thank you so much for your patience and support. I hope it was well worth the wait. I had a lot of fun writing for my love Rengoku.

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“Number 52! Order’s ready!” “Guys, check those fryers and get that shake to drive thru. Thanks!”

all commands and commentary that (y/n) found yourself spouting off only a few hours into your shift. Things that were all in a day’s work for a busy manager at a bustling fast food chain. Ensuring that not only were status quos met but the needs of both customers and employees alike done the same. Admittedly, it was both a physically and mentally taxing position but one you performed exceptionally well..so much so, that you were overseeing an entire store by yourself after only a year of getting hired. Your tenacity and strong work ethic were something not only to be admired but studied as well. Even so, the job has drained you a great deal and it was hard to keep it together. So much on your plate with seemingly little time to accomplish it. Finding yourself oftentimes overwhelmed and even contemplating quitting..

that was until he came along!

the man with a boisterous laugh and a burly chest..muscular and stocky with vibrant, reddish blonde hair. His eyes dark yet gleaming with joy at all times. And a smile that could light an entire city block if need be..his name?

“Good morning crew! How are we doing?”

Kyojuro Rengoku, the new delivery man for your store and quite frankly, the highlight to your very hectic days. Always coming in with that same bubbly, boisterous personality. It could be the most insane shift with customers coming in by the droves, being difficult and by the time he left, everyone would be in a much better mood. Laughing and in much higher spirits, and today was no different..it had been quite busy for the morning rush and you typically didn’t work today but your shift manager had fallen ill with the flu so you decided to come fill in. And you were glad that you had because the first thing he did once he made it over the corridor of the entrance with his dolly and stack of boxes; filled to the brim with buns, lettuce and all the other ingredients you went through in a day, was greet you. “And good morning to you as well, miss (Y/N). You’re not usually here on Wednesdays. What happened?” To which you’d proceed to explain away as you mixed up a drink from behind the counter. You most certainly applied the servitude leadership approach and that’s why he respected you so much. Rather than just barking orders or micromanaging, you were right beside your crew, ensuring that things remained in order. It was something about a hard working woman that he found very attractive. It wasn’t a fact that he tried to hide either. Everyone who worked there could tell that this man was feeling you heavily..but for the sake of professionalism, you’d ignore it!

“I see, well it’s always a good day when I get to see that gorgeous face so I’m not mad about it.” Chewing faintly on his gum as he smiled at you with those perfectly straight pearly whites. Retrieving his iPad from underneath his arm, he’d hold it out for you to complete the confirmation and sign over for your inventory. Instantly becoming flustered but playing it off. “Kyo, you’re too kind, my dear. Thanks for the delivery, I definitely needed this..” handing him the tablet back before playfully pinching his cheek. Which made the lovely driver flush red. It was so blatantly obvious just how smitten this man was. He truly adored seeing you when the chance arose! For now, he had to depart and finish up his other duties for the day but you were certain that you’d be running into him yet again. Little did you know just how correct you were…it was as you were watching him leave, waving goodbye did you turn and notice that your entire crew was staring and snickering. “Ooh, Miss (Y/N). Look at you.” One of your employees blurted out, causing the entire staff to burst into laughter. They thought it was so cute to see their stoic manager acting like a crushing schoolgirl. Nonetheless, you’d usher them back to work and to mind their own business!

“You all are so nosy! Since everybody’s got so much time on their hands, let’s knock out some of these cleaning tasks before the lunch rush.” Earning a collective groan from the entire crew. But they knew better than to disagree with you. That was a wrath none of them wanted to face. But as fate would have it, you guys would be crossing paths yet again in a very unexpected way…

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the rather hectic workday continued on as per usual..your store seeing record profits during the lunch and dinner rushes; all directly due in part to some new menu item that was added and your team’s efficiency. Evening had fell cast over the city, along with dark clouds and scary thunder. It was cause for concern, that was for sure..truth be told, you didn’t know if you should keep operations going for the night or call it quits early. Those were the decisions you had to make as a manager sometimes. That was the beauty of being in charge. You had already gone back home during a short break to grab some food and a change of clothing; putting on something a tad bit more casual than your uniform.

“Oh wow, did you hear that?!”

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound good..”

but your mind would become all but made up for you when everyone’s phones in the vicinity began buzzing with severe weather alerts. And the store television flashed with a breaking news warning and the meteorologist casting a report on how severe the storm was and what to expect as the nighttime grew near. There were talks of possible tornadoes, flooding, lightning and all things akin to a hurricane. It was insane. Being the type of leader that you were as the lobby and drive thru both had become desolate, you’d turn to your subordinates and make the call:

“Well, you guys heard the man. I doubt anyone’s gonna be out in this weather so let’s go ahead and call it a night. I don’t want any of you being trapped here and can’t get home. Before it gets too crazy, go ahead and shut things down, get to your vehicles…if anyone needs a ride, go ahead and make arrangements now. If not, I’ll be happy to take you.”

as determined and strong willed as you could be, the one thing you never played about was your staff. They meant the world to you and in instances like these, you’d go up to bat against corporate themselves to protect and keep them safe. Never in a million years would money or profit goals come before your people. There was obviously something terribly dangerous looming in the skies and the last thing any of them needed was to be stuck behind a register or on a grill instead of home with their families, who’d probably be worried sick the entire time. Not something you’d ever want them to have to deal with. Either way, they were incredibly grateful that you’d be so generous and compassionate of your team. “Thank you, Ms. (L/N)!” “Yeah, you’re amazing.” But there was no gratitude needed. Those burgers and this store would be just fine without being open give or take a few hours. Those greedy jerks sitting up at the top brass would most certainly survive. You’d even take it out of your own pay if it became that big of an issue but even so, they didn’t hesitate to start making preparations; switching the illuminated ‘open’ sign to a dull dark and flipping the one on the door to close. They’d begin wiping down tables and breaking apart important machines to clean them properly because if it was as nasty as they claimed it would be, who knew how long operations would be ceased. It wasn’t uncommon during the peak storm season to lose three or four days of business because the streets were so flooded with ten inches of water or power was out for an entire block. In the event of that happening and because you were giving them an early release, they’d sanitize that store top to bottom, leaving you without one single complaint or issue. Giving everything one final walkthrough after about an hour of nonstop work to get things in order, you’d find them all lined up at the door like a gaggle of kids on the last day of school.

“Alright, things look good. Go ahead and get home. I’ll text the work group chat in a bit to make sure everyone’s made it.” Filling your team with warmth because they didn’t know too many managers, if any with such a kind heart and concern for her people. Most of these bosses were absolute nightmares to work for, and yet, you were always so sweet to them. Even when you were fussing or putting up the facade that you were angry. They always knew better. “What about you, miss (y/n)? Are you leaving soon? We could wait with you.” One of your most trusted employees would utter and the others followed suit. But there was no need for that. You’d be in tow right behind them. “Nah, I’m good. I gotta shoot these people a couple of emails and do some number crunching so that they don’t get all fussy in case we can’t open for a few days. I’ll be fine. I’ll be right behind you guys. Promise.” They knew you were a strong willed woman so they tried no to worry so much. But little did you or anyone else know that you wouldn’t be alone for long. As an unexpected guest would find themselves stumbling up to the doors of the fast food restaurant..

“Drive safe everyone. Have a good night.” Earning you a collective wave and thanks from your close knit work family.

once everyone had dispersed from the parking lot and left you by your lonesome, you’d do exactly as promised and retreat towards the back area of the restaurant where your office resided. A little past the kitchen area and through two double doors until you were in the solitary confines of your work space. Faint glimmers of lightning caught in your peripheral view as you passed the windows. Finally, you’d settle into your seat behind the computer screen and begin typing away. Working right through the storm and any other other distractions. You’d type away at your keyboard, drumming up some of the aforementioned emails and looking over profits for the past few days. Managers were always required to report said numbers to the higher brass just to make certain that they were meeting the status quo expected of the store. Granted, you guys always surpassed your set goal so it shouldn’t have been an issue if you needed to close down for a few days because of the weather. As you composed note after note, alternating between the screen and the papers sitting next to you, you couldn’t help but to notice that it was beginning to pick up outside. That heavy rain beating against the roof and exterior of the weathered building. It wasn’t the first nor last time you’d be sure to experience a natural disaster whilst working here. Either way, you were thankful to not be in the midst of the torrential downpour. Sitting cozy in the office as you typed away and nursed a cup of coffee. However, you’d soon realize that someone wasn’t so lucky. Someone you knew quite well….in a split second, for no reason other than mere coincidence, you’d find yourself looking up to take a peek at the security feed on the flat screen monitor next to the other one. It was then that you’d spot something..or someone rather through the rain littered lens. Initially, you began to freak out a bit, wondering if someone was attempting to rob you guys after hours. Which was incredibly dumb because their security system was top of the line. Any intruders would be dealt with accordingly. But that wasn’t the case here. Instead, you’d get up from your seat and begin trekking towards the front of the store because honestly, you’d recognize that face anywhere. The second you made it to the entrance way, you’d take the key in your hand and twist the lock open before greeting them:

“Kyojuro?! What’re you doing here?”

you were absolutely bewildered as to why your delivery driver was standing in front of your store at this time of night and in the middle of such a nasty storm nonetheless. It was far too dangerous for him to be out here. But he had a reasonable explanation for the surprise ��visit’. But first, you’d close the door behind the both of you and try to get him some warmth. “We might have a couple towels or an old outfit back here in the back. Come on.” Immediately switching into a motherly mode, as you had done several times for your staff. It wasn’t uncommon for one of your employees to fall sick or even have an accident and to avoid them being embarrassed or having to go into a store for a change of clothes, you’d keep extra outfits, cloth, towels and first aid items in case something happened. You’d then send them home for some much needed rest. It seems like they’d come in handy today! Whisking the fiery haired, wide eyed Kyo towards the back, where you guys’ makeshift locker room resided and let him get himself cleaned up from the drenched garments he was wearing. But as fate would have it, out of this rain would come a sliver of sunshine..in the way you least expected…

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“Thank you again, miss (L/N). I really appreciate you letting me come in. And for all of this. I won’t get you in any trouble, will I?” a question you’d answer with only a snort as you walked towards him with a warm cup of coffee and another blanket. He had managed to find a decent pair of sweats and a t-shirt after rummaging through the locker that housed it all. A towel drying his soaked hair and some new, unopened socks to warm his feet. He truly couldn’t believe how well prepared you were! But even more so that you were willing to help him despite it possibly being a violation.

“Please. If they have a problem with me helping someone in need, they can have this damn job. Besides, we’re in a category three hurricane warning. We have full permission to use this as a safe haven if anyone needs it. Don’t you worry that handsome little head of yours. It’s all good.” In lieu of your hospitality, you’d also offer him some food; some salads and extra meals that would possibly have to be thrown out anyways but if you were crafty enough, you could sneak it to him. As he got settled into somewhat comfortability, you’d join him for a seat back at your desk as he sat on the couch and ask him what was going on. It was then that he’d confess the reason behind him being here so late. He’d go on to explain that he was finishing up the last of his deliveries for the evening when he got an alert for the weather. It had been raining on and off with the skies remaining dark but he didn’t think too much of it. His boss added another three drops on his route at the last minute and he wasn’t the type to decline so he went ahead despite the warning. It was at his last location that the rain would start to become insanely heavy. As he’s coming down the almost desolate highway, he hears a very rough sound and feels the turbulence. It’s then that he discovers that his back tire is almost blown out. So by nothing other than pure coincidence and his angels working overtime, he found his way into the parking lot of the fast food chain and waited for help. However, the vehicle service company said they couldn’t make it out due to the harsh conditions. Had it not been for you, he’d been stuck waiting in the rain inside of that van. Hearing that broke your heart and filled you with rage.

“Is he crazy?! Sending you on an extra delivery during this? I swear that man pisses me off sometimes. Well I’m just glad you’re safe, Kyo. Seriously. That could’ve been awful had it popped while you were driving.”

“I’m saying. I’m glad you were here..I don’t know what I would’ve done without your help. By the way, this coffee is amazing..best one I’ve ever had.” earning him a warm smile in return as you smashed away at your keys. “Thank you, glad you like it..” and the caffeinated beverage wasn’t the only thing. However, the two of you talked; engaging in idle chit chat and just making conversation. He’d keep you awake and on task as you sifted through emails and exchanged messages with your higher ups. Ensuring that you had made well over expected profits and that you were playing it by ear in terms of when your resume operations. Things were going good…“I swear, your employees don’t know how lucky they are to have a boss like you. Mine’s a nice guy, real kind but sometimes, he overestimates things and it leaves us in a jam. I’m just blessed you were here.”

but your heartfelt moment was short lived when suddenly, a loud roar of thunder and lightning cracked across the sky and the power suddenly blanked! Leaving both you and him in the dark. “Kyo?” “Right here, miss (L/N). You okay?” Shouting out, followed by the flicker of your phone light. You spotted him shortly after, hoisting the light up around the office to see if there were any breakers or generators, possibly even a candle if need be. He was sort of an all around handyman, skilled in various different trades including electrical work, mechanics and more. You were happy it was someone like him stuck with you. But you’d soon learn that not even the best of skills would help this predicament..

“Got a knife or screwdriver?” His intention was to pry the metal box attached to the wall open and try to flip the switches but to no avail..nothing. It seemed that the power had surged for the entire city and lord only knew how long that would take to remedy and with the sounds of thunder growing louder by the second, it was best that he didn’t try to play electrician and instead, wait it out. For now, the two of you were trapped and there was no way to really leave at the moment. Sure, the two of you could take your car but you wouldn’t be surprised if the streets weren’t already flooded with at least two feet of fallen water. Just then, only forty five minutes after they had departed, your staff was blowing up the group chat; chiming in to let you know that they were all safe. Of course, they wanted the same response for their lovely manager. However, you couldn’t lie to them and say that you too were in the comfort of your own home. Rather: “had some more paperwork to finish. But I’ll be heading out soon. Don’t worry, I’m not alone though.” Which would either cause much needed relief or extreme panic. But you assured them all that you were more than fine. Even with power out everywhere. They accepted the answer and just asked that you kept them posted. If need be, they’d come looking and you certainly didn’t put it past them. With Kyojuro there, you were certain there was no need to feel anything less than protected. You just knew they’d never let you hear the end of it you confessed who was by your so you’d implore them all to preserve their batteries and stop pestering you..bidding them a goodnight for now.

“They must really care about you. Sound like good kids.” and that was an understatement! “Yeah, they’re a pain in the ass sometimes but I couldn’t live without any of them. They make this job worth it, that’s for sure.” (Y/N) was like a big sister and anyone making you uncomfortable or potentially hurting you was an enemy. It wasn’t uncommon for some prick of a customer to come starting shit and one of your male subordinates stepping in to handle it. They didn’t play about you in the slightest but they certainly were not alone. It was obvious that there was a bit of a bright side to this whole situation, especially for Kyo. Being granted the alone time he’d always so desperately craved with the beautiful manager. He had been far too afraid to ask for months now. Regardless of his boisterous, bold personality, he lacked any confidence when it came to the women he liked. The first time he saw you, he was a stumbling mess. This absolute vision of beauty smiling at him from behind the counter. It was a miracle that he was holding it together right now. Even after all this time. Watching you sway in that sundress you had changed into was a problem in itself. The thoughts crossing his mind were unbecoming of his normal demeanor.

“Looks like we’re gonna be trapped here for a while, huh?”

suddenly, he’d begin to shuffle in his seat, clearing his throat as he tried not to daydream and think about what was really on his mind. “Y-yeah! I’m sure you’d rather be anywhere besides stuck here with me though.” But he couldn’t have been further from the truth. You were happy to have someone like him..you lived alone and don’t have many friends in this city so had you made it home, you would’ve been holed up in your bedroom, curled under a blanket all by yourself. Shuffling over to the locker in the corner, you’d simply chuckle and retrieve something that had been housed there for almost a year. And what better time than to break it out now?!

“It’s not so bad..especially when you have provisions.” It was then that he lit up. A bottle of 1974 Sauvignon, gifted to you by corporate after winning Manager of the Year. You had been saving it for a special occasion and soon, the two of you would be riding out this storm in more ways than one..

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“No! And he drove through it?! What the hell is his problem?”

“You tell me. I swear Uzui has done some things that could’ve gotten us killed, less known, fired. It’s a miracle I survived my route with him. And he says I’m the crazy one.”

only minutes after popping that cork out and finding some leftover cups from the drive thru, you and Kyojuro poured up two hefty glasses of the sweet wine and nursed sips between your conversation. Topics that ranged from how your daily routine here at the restaurant to how his deranged coworkers and friends have talked him into pulling dumb stunts while on the job. Needless to say, the two of you led very interesting work lives and as exciting as they may have been, you knew little of each other’s personal affairs. Which in hindsight, was no big deal. As you had never really interacted outside of here but he wanted to know more about the woman who ran this place better than any ship captain could. You told him how you moved to this area a couple years ago after college. Ended up being hired as the manager here and had been ever since. You didn’t have any kids or long term partners. Family was a couple hours away and you didn’t have a lot of friends here. For the most part, you’d just work, go home and repeat the cycle. Going to the grocery store or out for the occasional drink but that was it. “Not very interesting, I know..but I’m a homebody so I don’t mind it too much…” confessing as you took another swig of your drink. Even after hearing your rather mundane story, he was still perked up and all smiles listening to you talk. He didn’t care, he still found it interesting..still found you just as fascinating and most certainly couldn’t understand how a beautiful girl like you didn’t have anyone in your life, ready to snatch you up. “What about you? I’m sure a guy like you is always having fun. Probably got a ton of girls on your line too..” side eyeing as if you were fishing for the appropriate answer. But of course, he’d cop the plea and claim that he too didn’t socialize much. His main niche was going out and trying different restaurants but he’d mostly do it alone, as his best friend was busy with women a lot of the time. Saying that it was Uzui who was the true ladies man. He had been here his entire life and maybe only had one girlfriend and one or two hookups on his end. Kyojuro’s true problem was his confidence. He honestly didn’t believe that he was as attractive as he was. Which blew your mind because he was so handsome! Muscular, stocky build, gorgeous smile and he was so cute..

“I usually just end up getting stuck with the girl he doesn’t want and she’ll be nice but not really my type, y’know?”

“Really? Then what is your type?”

it was then that things would find themselves truly intensifying, as you asked him the one question that would surely send the twenty five year old driver into a tailspin. Flushing red all around his face, he’d begin to stumble over his words..glancing down at the floor before answering. “Well uh—the thing is..” he couldn’t find the strength to admit that you were his type. You were the only woman in this godforsaken city that he’d had eyes for. He wanted you so badly, he could taste it and if he admitted that, he had no idea how you’d respond. But if he were ever going to get his chance..now, while you two were all alone with no distractions..he’d come clean! Downing the remainder of that liquid courage, Kyojuro took a giant gulp before turning to you and uttering:

“M-my type…is you, Miss (y/n).” And at that exact moment, your eyes went wide as two half dollars..making you audibly gasp. You honestly couldn’t believe it. Your staff had been saying for months that you were the sole object of his affection but you paid them no mind. The signs were there though and you chose to ignore them. However, neither of you could run from the truth now. He was going to lay it all out and whatever the consequences were that followed, then he’d deal with it but he had to let you know exactly how he felt about you. Scooting closer, he’d place a hand on your thigh and stare you dead into your eyes. He couldn’t be scared anymore. He remembered all of the pep talks his friends gave him about showing a woman he wasn’t afraid. Regardless of how intimidated he was..he had to lay it all out. “I’ve been stuck on you since the day we first met..you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. The way you run this place with so much compassion and care. You even took me in here, knowing it could get you in serious trouble. The way you treat everybody with respect. Even when you’re mad, you never degrade your staff and you’re always looking out for everyone else. You always look so gorgeous, whether it’s in that uniform or like now…you’re so perfect and I know, I don’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell with a woman like you but I just know I’d treat you right if you let—

it was in the midst of his tangent that you found yourself unable to take it. Never had a man spoken about you in such a way and you couldn’t let him think for another second that he didn’t deserve you. So as he rambled on, you’d cusp Kyo’s chin and pull him towards you in a deep, searing kiss. Shoving your tongue into his mouth and all..cupping the sides of his face as you made out. Moaning against his lips and all. It wasn’t until he was practically on top of you did it come to a halt. “Miss (y/n)…”

But you were in no mood to talk. You wanted him. You wanted him to prove right then and there, just how badly he wanted you! After that, it was obvious how both of you felt. There was no need for a lot of words to be exchanged. Your body languages told it all..the tension surging through both of you had reached its boiling point and you couldn’t take it. So the two of you would lie right there on that couch together, arms cradled around his back and legs parted as they coiled his waist. Things were getting hot and heavy; the storm served as a perfect background to this moment and before long, the two of you were working each other out of your clothes. Whether this was a direct result of the liquor or just the desire that had been burning for months, you didn’t want it to stop and rather, fanned the flames! Running your hand up that chiseled back, raising the hem of that shirt, you’d press your hands to his bare skin..soaking him in. It had been quite a while since you had physical contact with someone like this. Your ex was sort of a bore so you hoped that he wouldn’t disappoint. So far, you seem not to have that problem. Smacking your lips together; sensual, slow pecks being exchanged..trails of saliva pooling from each of your mouths as your tongues danced and twirled around. When your eyes finally met, they were sated with lust. Practically pooling over and it was obvious what both of you wanted.

“You’re so gorgeous..I just can’t—I knew you were so damn fine under that uniform.”

“Kyo…”

the words spilling from your mouths along with sharp breaths. There was no question of how either of you felt..it was written all over your faces and embedded in your body language. Without so much as a second thought, you’d begin to strip each other of your clothing; your fingertips raising the hem of his borrowed t-shirt and his sliding the top of your strapless sundress down..allowing it to pool and ruffle around your tummy. Your perfectly round, supple tits spilling out and eliciting pure excitement on Kyo’s face. A living, breathing goddess right here underneath him? He couldn’t even fathom the thought of that. But as he snapped back into reality, he’d make his next move..honing in on your delectable breasts and massaging those erect nipples between his thumbs. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?…sometimes, I wondered if you’d even notice me..” confessing as he bent down to gently flick his tongue around those puffy, brown buds. Suckling at them amid his speech. He’d go on to dote on your entire being..saying how beautiful you were, how sexy that body was and what he wanted to do; running his hands along the curvature of your hips. The warmth of his breath and bodily fluids coating your areolae and little did he know it was all turning you on. “But I swear I’ll make sure you never forget when I’m done.” However, he’d soon make it his mission to find out just how much when that free hand snaked upward to the inner corner of your right thigh before parting it from your left and he’d tease around that sopping cunt. Shocked that there was no trace of any panties but pleased about it nonetheless. Whilst still tending to your ample tits, he’d start to rub on that juicy little slit. Starting from the mound until he parted those plump lips and made contact with your clit, which was sensitive to the touch.

“Sundress…no panties on…it’s like you know my weakness.”

“Well you have it now…show me you know what to do with me. We have all night.”

and with that declaration, he still wasted no time in proving himself to be a formidable lover for his longtime crush. He wanted to be certain that from this point forward, you’d think of him at every opportunity..that he’d be on your mind the way you resided on his. Dreaming of the moments you could be reunited again. He wanted you to imagine doing all those dirty things in his absence until he could bring them to fruition once more. Alas, he’d begin to shuffle downward..reluctantly detaching his lips from your breasts before placing soft kisses across the lower part of your belly. That freshly waxed mound was laden with slick, as was your slit but he had plans to get it all much wetter than that. Those few fingers that had been lying dormant there, he’d suddenly moved inside of that tight entrance, which had been spasming on nothing more than air, waiting to be filled. Now having adjusted himself flat on to the couch, legs propped on the arm, Kyojuro would begin to eat you out. Nose stuffed deep between the folds of that cunt, throbbing as he flicked his tongue around and fucked you with his fingers. The divine sweetness of your nectar had him reeling..hooked on that scent and flavor only a few minutes in. He couldn’t stop drinking it even if he tried. You’d find yourself clawing at the leather cushions before eventually tangling your fingers through his hair and bucking yourself against his tongue. Lapping up those juices as they fell and slathered his chin. Covering the corners of his mouth and setting freshly on his taste buds..he couldn’t get enough and when you began to cream on those digits, he was practically feral.

“Ahh! Fuck…Kyo..you’re gonna make me come, baby! Don’t stop, please..”

never in his life had he heard a woman utter those words so sweetly. Begging him to please you and he was happy to serve. He derived his pleasure from seeing you obtain yours..so much so, that when you neared your peak, he’d reach down and start stroking himself to the sounds of your moans. All he could drum up were muffled grunts and sloppy lapping noises but you were using him as you saw fit and he would let you ride that face until you reached bliss. “Are you going to come, sweetheart? For me?” Just then, those light hazel eyes met your gaze and he’d smirk before spitting down onto those folds and sucking your clit as if it were the sweetest piece of candy he’d ever tasted. At the moment, you could do nothing more than gasp and let out loud cries, gasping for air and grasping for stability. No man had ever eaten your pussy like this..and you were certain they would never come close!

“Then come in my mouth..don’t hold back either.”

just then, you’d feel that impending pressure that had swelled in the out of your stomach come billowing out after he pressed a hand to your stomach and pumped those fingers. “Oh God!” You’d begin to shake and tremble, flailing around on that sofa as you flooded his mouth with your squirt. Having been the first time he’d ever made a woman do that, he was excited..he couldn’t believe you’d made such a mess! “Damn! Are you okay?” he’d blurt out, only to be pulled into yet another burning kiss by you, as you were now hooked on him!

“Fuck me…”

“Don’t have to tell me twice..”

uttering the two words through breathy moans. It was obvious that you were not much in the way of waiting and he had no plans to keep you in that state. So in swift fashion, Kyo readjusted the both of you, pinning your legs back and spreading them wide open. Those thick thighs being met with the soft kneading of his palms and a string of his spit onto your folds. After that, he’d start to ease that shaft across them, sweet talking and guiding you through it. And in a matter of moments…

“Oh shit.” Collectively escaped your mouths when he slid in. The reaction hit the two of you at the same time. It was a sensation unlike any he had ever felt before; he wasn’t a virgin by any means but being with you made him feel like it was his first time. Wet, warm and so damn tight..he couldn’t take it. In fact, he’d have to place a hand to the arm of the couch behind you just to gather his bearings. In return, you’d wrap your legs around his waist and allow him to press his entire body weight against your frame. He wasn’t to be undone though..that thick length had you clawing at his arm without so much as a single thrust. You couldn’t wait for him to stretch you out.. “…are you okay? Can I start moving?” To which you’d respond with a nod and beg for him to go; as you couldn’t take him sitting still any longer. With limbs and bodies intertwined, Kyo began to buck his hips forward and fuck you the way you deserved. The way he had so long craved to do..dreaming of the two of you being together, coming home after a long day’s work. Both of you spent but somehow, he’d find the strength to run you a warm bath, give you a massage and then make passionate love to you underneath flickering candlelight. Although it wasn’t that exact situation, this was more than enough for him. Especially when he’d begin to speed up and you’d dig your nails into his back, begging for more. “You feel so good, miss (y/n). Oh God, you’re perfect. Everything about you is..” as he’d continue feeding you those deep strokes, you’d begin to cream all over his shaft, making a mess of him and the couch. But it wasn’t just the movements that had you so aroused. It was the intense stare..the way he spoke life into you; telling you how pretty you were and how amazing you felt. How blessed he was to have the opportunity to be with you….all of it was so affirming and such a turn on. It was the sensual kisses that had your tongues intertwined and pressed deep within your mouths. You had never felt so safe during sex. Despite the ironic circumstances. Clawing your nails into his back, (y/n) coiled a hand around the back of his neck and mumbled into his ear.

“Don’t stop, Kyo. Please, baby. Keep going..”

“I’ll do whatever you want, sweetheart…’is y—your dick now. All yours..”

something about hearing those words reassured you. You knew he wasn’t bluffing about his feelings. That he truly did want you. Eventually, those thrusts increased to a speed where he was hitting your exact spot; breaking through those sensitive bundles of nerves. Unable to keep your legs parted, Kyo took the liberty of pinning them backwards for himself and folding you up. “That’s it..right there! You’re hitting my fucking spot….fucking this pussy s’ good!” When you’d release that loud cry and then proceed to rub on your clit, you could feel him twitching inside of you. That’s when he’d really get into it; doubling over you with the rhythm of his hips swaying in a fluid motion. You’d press at his abs but he’d gently swipe them out of the way, really getting into it. It was insane how intense it was! He was like a man on a mission..a mission to prove he was the only one you needed. Leaving you to pose the question: “Oh my—shit! Why are you fucking me like this? Oh my God!” With that sundress pulled up around your waist, he’d shuffle it to expose the bottom half of your stomach and the bulging in the pit of it. Something about putting it in your stomach on the first try was so satisfying to him. “You take me so good, baby. You take this dick so nice, I can’t help but want to give you all of it.” Marking your forehead with a kiss as he brushed your hairline with his palm. Afraid that if he looked you in the eye, he’d bust right then and there. Instead, he’d toss his head back and keep going. Swirling his thumb over your sensitive bud until eventually, you’d find yourself profusely shaking and clawing at him. Tapping out essentially…because as he realized it, you were only mere seconds from climaxing! “Right there, right there!” Repeating the words in a rapid cadence as he pounded your pussy. “Come for me, beautiful! Let it go, let me have it, please.” And on that declaration, you’d allow your body to go limp and every bit of your juices to spray his impeccable, chiseled abs. You’d wet him up and needless to say, he wasn’t going anywhere after that display of waterworks! Making a woman squirt and at that caliber, he couldn’t believe it. Still pulsating as you spasmed on air, you wanted your turn to please him. So as your legs wobbled uncontrollably, he’d tap that cock against your folds to drum out the remainder and smack the back of your thighs to quell you. “Fuck..that was beautiful.” But you were determined to evoke the same reaction from him. Glaring at him with your lip tucked between your teeth, you’d reach to rub on him. “Something you want, miss (y/n)? What’s on your mind?” And you’d make it very obvious..

“Let me suck that dick..clean you off a little.” Revealing with your palm gently clutching his shaft..he was sensitive so you’d probably make him come with only a few gentle licks but you still wanted to return the favor for all of the pleasure he had given you. Helping you onto the floor, he’d sprawl his legs out and allow you to move in between his legs. He didn’t need to tell you what to do or guide you along. Instead, he’d stretch his arms out to the back of the couch and let you do your thing. Placing your hands onto his thighs, you’d flick your tongue up and down his tip, popping it in and out of your mouth. Soon, you’d have the entirety of his cock drenched in your saliva. Along with your pretty face; not giving a damn how sloppy you got. Kyo had, beyond the shadow of a doubt, never felt this good before in his life. The way you so delicately sucked and slurped on his shaft…looking into his eyes as you did so. Cradling his balls into your palms and gently squeezing for a little more sensation. He could barely contain himself! It certainly didn’t help matters any when you began to shake your ass while doing so..barely peeking out from underneath that hem. Fortunately, you’d help him reach his peak soon enough when you began jerking him off and engulfing his sack with your entire mouth. Alternating between the two; deep throating him one moment and massaging him the next. You could tell just by the way he twitched in the back of your throat that he was close. And if that wasn’t sufficient enough, his grunts and sharp breathing signified it all.

“Gonna come—fuck!” You didn’t say a word, only proceeding to suck him dry and before long, he had spurted all over your face and tits..coating both in the warm pearlescent cream. He couldn’t believe that he had released or had that much housed inside of him. It had been quite a while since he’d been with anyone so he really couldn’t help himself. But before he could apologize for defiling your features , he’d see a smile creep across your face. Even licking the remnants of him from your lips. “Tastes good.” And he knew from that moment on, he’d never find another woman quite like you! “Come here.” Pulling you up with a hand coiling your throat, your lips would connect for yet another kiss and deeply at that. You both still had a little left in the tank, even after going hot and heavy for a while now. But he had to see that ass in action…and he could tell that you were still hungry for more. Which may have been due in part to the alcohol in your system..wine tended to have that effect. So he’d promptly get you back onto the couch where he positioned you on all fours, putting that ass straight in the air with your back arched. Still stroking that sensitive member, Kyojuro made a wild request of you and you’d happily oblige. “Put your ass in my face, baby. Bounce it for me.” You knew he was quirky and strange sometimes but a freak too? You were going to have to keep him around. But even so, you’d allow him to bury both his tongue and face in between your backside as you clapped those cheeks against him. Releasing a loud gasp and whimper when you felt that tongue delving between your folds again and momentarily around your puckering hole. “Mmmphm! Fuck..that feels so good.” You couldn’t tell if it were the liquor or just how he got down, but either way, you were two seconds from falling in love. Giving you two heavy handed slaps on your bottom, he’d retract and instantly tug you back by the waist as he eased back in. Squelching noises arising throughout the room, soon followed by the sounds of clapping flesh. He didn’t even bother to take things slow. You were acclimated to his shape and it was obvious you were far past the point of not knowing each other's bodies. At the risk of not wanting to mess with your hair, he’d opt for your throat instead and begin to drill you from behind. Fingers clutched around that esophagus as you begged for more. “Fuck me, Kyo! Keep fucking me just like that!..” “Yeah? Like that, baby?” Both of your teeth gritted in pure ecstasy. In and out of that now sore cunt at rapid speed, you’d begin to feel him press into the pit of your stomach..leaving you completely unraveled. Tapping on the couch arm, you’d end up collapsing flat onto the sofa, where he’d resume the rest of those backshots with a hand placed into the small of your back and in a plank-like position. This man was going to be the death of you! But it would seem that he too was on his last leg and not before long, you’d hear the sound of him inhaling. He was reaching his limit as were you so you’d make the decision to come together. “Same time, okay?” “Okay!” Reaching that consensus, he’d desperately count down from three and when he reached the final number, it was as if something inside of you both just cracked…that final orgasm hitting you both like a freight train. For a moment, you couldn’t hear or see a thing. Just pure silence and blackness before coming back to. Pulling out just in the nick of time, he’d splatter your back with his last nut. Completely spent and worn out, (y/n) and Kyo fell lazily into one another’s arms and into more intimate kissing. You could stare into those eyes forever and he felt the same. The realization of what had transpired sank in and the two of you just began laughing.

“You know, you really are something else, miss (y/n)..” “I could say the same for you, Mr. Kyo.” Knowing that if anyone were to catch you right now, it might result in a bit of trouble. But as the storm raged outside and the power still hadn’t returned, it was apparent that wasn’t going to happen any time soon. So instead, you’d lie in each other's arms and try to come down from those highs. He’d gently and lovingly stroke your face, as if you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever spotted. “You know, I gotta be honest…I didn’t think you’d like me, miss (y/n). Girls like you? Way out of my league. To which you’d merely giggle and place another kiss atop his cheek. This man had no idea just how attractive he was. “You should have more faith in yourself, Kyo. Because you just so happen to be my type too, sweetheart.” Bopping the tip of his nose, which made him light up with excitement. It was safe to say that he’d be making many more stops at this old fast food joint. Whether it was work related or other, he’d be up for whatever was being served.

as long as you were on the menu.

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[potofstewie]

Birthday Gift

Hey y'all! This is one (2/5) of my submissions for @renhoeku's Rengoku Birthday Month Collab. If you wish to join, then please check out their post regarding the collab!

Things to know: Oral (m. receiving), established relationship, public, Teacher x Teacher, almost caught, swallowing

W/C: 1.3k

This jumps straight into the smut so the cut is a precaution!

A soft, languid sigh flew from Kyojuro’s partially opened mouth as the ticking from his classroom’s clock and the pattering of rain filled the room. Incandescent eyes darted around, never resting on one particular object as he tried his hardest to not look down. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that if he looked down for a second, if he even glanced, at what was transpiring under his desk, he would come undone in an instant. A choked out groan resounded in his throat as his tip reached the back of your throat, a soft gag emitting from your throat. Today was Kyojuro’s birthday and you had been teasing him all day about his birthday gift. 

Lingering yet subtle touches on his neck and arms, longing gazes and even loud dirty jokes shared between you and Tengen were more than enough clues for Kyojuro to pick up on. It left him anxious for the majority of the day, watching and waiting to see what you’d do. If you would wait until school ended to reward him for another year of aging or if you would pull him into a storage closet during break, thankfully you chose the former. 

Kyojuro’s hands that had stayed on his desk, curled into tight fists as he suppressed a loud groan; feeling your nimble hands encase and move on his spit and precum-covered cock. He was grateful, truly, that his desk was positioned facing the doors, allowing a small cover of privacy from your sexual act. Nervous and overwhelmed eyes quickly darted in intervals to the door, his ears straining to hear passing footsteps and voices, praying to the heavens above that nobody would walk in. That a poor innocent student wouldn’t see their favorite history teacher being turned into a ball of clay by the hands of his fellow teacher. 

Finding other things to distract his weak-willed eyes, he took sight at the partially graded papers, the uncapped red pen and his phone that were strewn around on his desk. A soft moan slipped out as you moved him out of your mouth with a soft pop, moving on to giving his cock kitten licks all over, your hand fondling his balls. Shutting his eyes for a moment, Kyojuro started to fight with himself. One side of him wanted to pick up his pen and resume his work, to come off as innocent and normal as possible in case anyone walked in. The other, more stronger, part of him wanted to hold the top of your head and the back of your neck, to aid you in your task of giving him sweet pleasure, to fill your throat with his hot seed. 

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

Chimes from his phone snapped him out of his trance, drowning out the soft gags and squelches that were being produced. Picking up his phone, Kyojuro tried his best to focus on the multiple text messages his mother sent him; texts ranging from asking him what he wanted to do later that evening, to if you were going to join them and if he would get Senjuro from his volleyball practice. Before he could even formulate a proper response in his head, the phone rang; shining the contact name in his flushed face. 

🔥Father🔥 

Shit. 

Your doe eyes looked up at your nervous boyfriend, mouth stopping its affection as you waited for his next move. As you gently placed your lips on his tip, your pussy pulsated at the situation. To give your boyfriend a blowjob in a room that anyone could barge in as well as have him be on the phone was exhilarating. As he answered the phone, you made a mental note to yourself to do this more often. 

“Kyojuro? Are you still at the school?” His father’s voice called through the phone faintly, your ears curious about the conversation. Rehydrating his throat, Kyojuro answered in a shaky breath. 

“Y-Yeah, I’m still here. I just have to finish up some stuff tha-” A soft yet barely restrained gasp escaped Kyojuro’s lips as you began to suck on his tip, challenging him. “T-That’s all. I’ll be home soon.” Clearing his throat, he awaited his father’s response. 

“Well, alright. Your mother’s been trying to reach you so don’t ignore her messages. She also said to make sure you get Senjuro from practice today since it’s raining.” 

“Y-Yes! I-I know, I got it.” Your boyfriend responded quickly, trying his best to speed up the conversation as you continued on with your torture. Your manicured nails slightly dug into his pants as you deepthroat him once more, swallowing the salty precum that had coated your mouth. Kyojuro quickly bit down on his knuckle, stifling a groan as he finally glanced down at the enchanting sight before him. Tears slightly coating your lashes as you finally made eye contact with him, hoping to maintain it. 

As his eyes managed to stay connected with yours, his father continued on. “Ah, also, Fuku and Tomi send their regards and wish you a happy birthday. You remember them right? They still sell lunches at the train station. Anyway, your mother and I also tried to find a regular cake and a sweet potato p———” His father’s words began to fade out as Kyojuro could feel his orgasm steadily approaching. Finally admitting defeat, a large warm hand snaked to the top of your head and began to move you faster, your eyes watching Kyojuro close his own and lean his head back through a tear-blurred gaze. 

As his mouth opened up and his hand lazily moved the phone away from his face, Kyojuro couldn’t help but block out everything but you. His furrowed eyebrows twitched as your soft gags started to pick up in pace, the volume slowly increasing as he fucked your throat with seemingly no mercy. As you endured your boyfriend’s newfound energy, you couldn’t help but be the one to worry. The situation seemed thrilling at first but now you were beyond terrified about the possibility of getting caught turning into a reality. 

With one final push to your head, Kyojuro’s cock emptied in your throat. Dark fuzz tickled your nose as his iron hold kept you in place, your only option to swallow his hot cum as his orgasm washed over him. Kyojuro’s phone nearly dropped from his loose grasp as he slowly mouthed the word “fuck”. Kyojuro sighed heavily as his ears rang. With a soft grunt he slightly thrusted into your throat, making sure you swallowed every drop. 

“Did you hear what I said, Kyojuro?” 

“Wh-Huh?” Kyojuro stammered lazily, his eyes unshielding and looking up in a daze. Even though he was reeling from his orgasm, he still couldn’t get a proper grasp on what he was hearing. His face twitched with every suck and lick you gave his cock, doing your very best to clean him up. 

“I said that there was no sweet potato pie so we settled on two regular cakes if that’s alright with you.” His father clarified, annoyance laced in his voice. “Get your head out of the clouds already, boy. Look, just don’t forget your brother and see if y/n will join us or if you two will do something separate. We’ll see you later.” And with the end call sound emitting from his phone, Kyojuro dropped it unceremoniously on his desk. 

With a deep inhale, he sat up and gazed upon your tear streaked face, your lips very gently kissing his tip. Releasing a low chuckle that rumbled in his chest, Kyojuro gently stroked the side of your face, his warm thumb wiping away any stray tears. “You’re ridiculous, you know that right?” 

With a short hum you smiled at him, pride welling in your chest at your accomplishment. “Happy Birthday, my dear.” Licking his tip again, Kyojuro’s cock slowly got hard again, clearly ready for another round. 

“You can handle another round, right Sunflower?” He asked, honeyed words dripping from his addictive smile. A soft groan left his mouth as you began to fondle his still full balls.

“Absolutely.” 

******

As the rain fell upon the earth around him, Senjuro shivered in place outside of the gymnasium; clothes soaked to the bone. As he clutched onto his drenched bookbag that he held over his head, only one question came to mind. 

Where the hell was his brother?!

ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ʙɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴛᴏꜰꜱᴛᴇᴡɪᴇ™ 2023

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[smut-slut69]

"Harder"

Words: 1.6k

Rating: Mature

Ship: Kyojuro Rengoku x Reader Kinktober 2023|Day 1 ~ Dry Humping

Summary: You and the rest of your friends are going to the beach. Too bad Tengen rented too small of a van.

“Tengen are you fucking serious” Sanemi yelled. 

You eyed the small white van in front of you, “People are going to think we’re kidnappers, might as well write free candy on the front of this thing” you said. 

Tengen huffed, “What do you guys want from me, when i went to rent a car this was the only one they had left”.

Shinobu shook her head, “I told you to rent it out on thursday, but no, no one ever listens to me” she tutted. 

“Yeah She’s right Tengen, I never thought I’d see the day when you rode in something so, un flashy. You’re still cute though”Mitsuri giggled. 

“Whatever guys, does it really matter, let’s just go” Muichiro said, walking towards the car. He opened the van door revealing the inside. 

Muichiro stood there for a second, making all of your faces twist into confusion, “Why are you just standing there?” Obani questioned. 

“Hmm” Muichiro hummed, “It seems there are only nine seats, but there are 10 of us here. What will we do”

“Someone could sit on someone else’s lap,”Kyjoro suggested.

Everyone cringed at that thought, but you felt your own cheeks grow warm at that suggestion. What if you were the one that got stuck on someone’s lap, and what if it was the same someone who had suggested just that. It was no secret that Kyojuro had you wrapped around his finger, you were head over heels for everything he had ever done and everyone there knew it but him. 

“One, Two, Three” Tengen yelled. 

“NOT IT”Everyone yelled. 

But you were a bit later than everyone, “Dammit” You muttered. 

“I call shotgun, ''Tomioka said quietly. So tengen slipped into the driver's seat, Tomioka next to him. Behind them Shinobu, Mitsuri, and Obani sat behind them. Then behind them Sanemi and Muichiro. Then sat Kyojuro and Gyomei in the very back seat , which left you wondering where you would sit. 

You cleared your throat, looking at everyone, “Where do I sit”.

Sanemi laughed, “Not on me” he said, everyone humming in agreement. 

Kyjoro laughed from his seat in the back, the sound making your legs feel like Jelly. “You guys are so mean, you can sit with me Y/n” he offered. 

“Yeah, o-okay”You said. At this point, you weren’t even sure if you could make it to the beach. You had known this was a possibility, but you weren’t sure if you were ready for it to become a reality. 

He had the nerve to look extra good today, fiery hair tied back into a ponytail, an earring sparkling on one ear. A pair of red swim trunks hugged his hips, and his black compression shirt looked as though it was ready to bust off of him. He was a ridiculously big man. 

Trying not to stumble over yourself, you crawled into the back of the car, settling yourself gently onto Kyojuro’s lap. You tried not to yelp as Kyojuro’s large hands snuck around your waist, holding you firmly onto him.

You turned to look at him, a question lingering on your tongue. “You don’t have a seatbelt”he explained, “I don’t want anything to happen to you”

The heat in your cheeks was getting more intense than you could handle. 

Surprisingly, riding on Kyojuro’s lap wasn’t the death of you, it was actually relaxing and he never made you feel uncomfortable. Kyojuro was really enjoying your company, he had always liked you, a little more than anyone else in this car. An excuse to talk to just you was something he would never pass up .

The both of you were doing well, until Tengen reached an extremely bumpy road. The guy refused to head to the beach the normal route, he insisted on going the backroads, claiming he was too flashy to ride where everyone else did. 

Kyojuro loved Tengen a lot, but he was a thousand percent never riding with him again. He considered himself a very focused man, but with you moving on his lap, with every bounce of the car, he was losing his composure. 

He tried everything, thinking about work, or a naked grandma, anything to keep blood from rushing down his body. But everytime he managed to get you out of his head, your ass would grind back down on him. God he should have known better, it was always impossible to get you out of his head.

To his horror, he felt himself start to grow harder, and harder as Tengen continued down the bumpy road. All he could do was hope that you didn’t notice. Though you didn’t seem to. 

There was still a long way to the beach, but the bumpy road had gone away, leaving Kyojuro with a painfully hard cock, and your clueless ass still on his lap. He groaned as your body shifted on him, unintentionally grinding down over his clothed cock. 

It was a pleasure led roll of his hips that led you to tensing up onto his lap. His eyes widened, fearing your reaction.You turned to face him, face morphed into an unreadable expression. 

“Kyojuro,” you whispered. He opened his mouth, a flurry of apologies ready to spill before his mouth shut. 

“Do it again. Harder” You whispered. 

He looked at you dumbfounded, “W-what”

“Roll your hips again, but harder this time, it felt really good”You admitted, making Kyojuro clutch a little harder at your hips.

“Are you su-” he was cut off by a roll of your own hips, making his eyes roll back into his head. He felt you lift off his lap to pull your bikini bottoms off, your wetness seeping onto his swim trunks. Kyojuro would be mad if you weren’t being so fucking you on top of him right then. 

It was when you sat yourself back down, wet pussy right over his cock that he lost the last of his self control. Thanking the stars that the two of you were sitting next to Gyomei who was far into meditation. 

He rolled his hips into yours, watching as one of your hands came to clutch at his, rolling your hips back into yours. His cock twitched under you, making you grind harder onto him.

“Y/n, you're so wet, I can feel you through my shorts” he sighed into your ear. 

You laughed, choking out a low moan, “Can you blame me, just thinking about being on your l-lap had me going” you stuttered as his strong hands pulled you against him, allowing him to do all the hard work, finger tips grazing the sensitive parts of your stomach. 

“I thought I could control myself, but I was done, fuck, done for when I saw you in this tight little bikini”He cursed. 

You shuddered on his lap, “I-I wore it for you, I spent hours looking for the perfect one because I wanted you to like it” you admitted. 

His hands slowly trailed down your stomach, hands resting over your clit making you jolt. Kyojuro pressed a wet kiss to your neck, slowly moving his hand over your bundle of nerves. You let out a moan that was louder than your others, his hand rubbing over you was making you forget yourself. 

Thankfully, nobody heard, “Shh Y/n, you gotta be quiet okay”, you nodded, his hips still grinding under you. 

“I can’t believe you wore this pretty little thing for me, it looks so pretty on you, everything looks pretty on you”

“Oh Kyojuro” you whimpered slowly, “I’m gonna cum if you keep talking like that.”You warned. 

He shrugged, fastening his slow circles on his clit, smiling as he felt more of your juice gush over him. “I’ve never wanted anything more” he admitted, “Your feel so good, your so fucking wet” He groaned. 

Kyojuro could feel himself growing closer to his own end, he was ready to cum embarrassingly fast, which was unusual for him. But he didn’t care about that right now, as long as he made you cum first he would be fine. 

Luckily he wouldn’t have to wait long. “You’ve always wanted to make me cum?”you sighed, hips jerking into his hand, pussy still drooling. 

He shook his head. “Y/n, i’ve always wanted you” he said. 

That was all you needed before your legs shook over Kyojuro’s lap. You bit your finger to hinder the lewd moan that was bound to leave your mouth from the force of your orgasm. The feeling of you cumming over him had him busting an embarrassing amount of cum into his swim shorts, hands pulling you down over him as you both rode out your orgasm. 

As your post orgasm haze cleared up, you froze, realizing what had just happened. Nervousness rose to your cheeks as you lifted yourself off of Kyojuro’s lap to cover your pussy again. You turned to Kyojuro, who had a dopey grin on his face. The fiery haired man took the fingers that had been playing with your pussy and sucked on it, the grin never leaving his face. 

“Tasty!” he smiled. 

“Shut up” you laughed as he used his clean hand to brush your curls out of your face, leaning to lay a small kiss on your cheek.

“S-sorry about the mess”You apologized sheepishly.

“Don’t apologize Y/n, let’s just wait until we get to the hotel to make anymore okay”

You raised an eyebrow, “So your saying you want me to make more messes on your cock Kyojuro” you said boldy. 

His cock jumped in his shorts, “If you keep talking like that you’ll make another one before we get to the first rest stop”

Me actually completing Kinktober, Unheard of

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