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brayneworms · 7 months
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cold as ice, baby | hinata hajime
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kinktober day one: fingering
word count. 2.9k
content. MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, trans!hinata, gender neutral reader, fingering, established but new relationship, kissing, no real power dynamics but hinata likes being in control, biting, reader doesn't get touched but it's implied at the end
♪ freak - lana del rey.
kinktober mlist | regular mlist
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Some days, Hajime's self-loathing is no joke.
It feels like the heat in Jabberwock intensifies it sometimes. Sort of... bastes it. Like it's cooking in its own filthy greasy residue and making him feel all oily and gross and hot. So, so hot. Under that stupid sun he cooks, and he sweats, and he feels like they can all smell it on him.
Probably not though. He showers every day, and nobody gets close enough to try.
It makes him feel a little sick, is all. How much he wants you sometimes. He feels gross, barely a step above Hanamura or maybe worse. He feels like he should go to jail sometimes for the way he ogles you. It's a hot island, so sometimes you have so much skin out, shoulders and legs, gleaming from sunblock lotion, slightly tacky from the whitish paste. Or the sea salt in your hair, or the chapstick you'd loaned from Saionji on your lips, apple and cinnamon. Or the swimsuits. Hajime's mouth goes dry.
He does not want to think about you in swimwear. Because then he's not going to stop thinking about you in swimwear, and it'll lead somewhere bad, which is the whole fucking issue, really.
You're so new, the both of you. He's liked you for ages, but you've only been official for a month or so. He can't just pounce on you like a starving lion. Even though he wants to. Even though he really, really wants to.
He watches you sit cross-legged with Tanaka to feed his hamsters, or get a piggyback from Owari with her strong hands on your thighs, or sit down and braid Ibuki's hair into loving little plaits, your fingers skating over the pale skin of her neck and scalp.
And it does something to him. He imagines your hands, smoothing down the tawny skin of his arms, his waist, encircling his ankles, gripping his throat, buried in his hair. He looks at your fingers and imagines them balling up the stupid standard-issue bedsheets underneath you. He sees you stretch out your legs and sees them bent in half, over his shoulders, around his waist like a vice, your pretty eyes clenched shut, your pretty mouth hung open.
Heat pools in the pit of his stomach.
Avoiding you and taking a lot of cold—unforgivingly cold—showers makes for a good temporary solution, but oh look, hasn't he just shot himself in the foot and scored a home goal with it? Because it just means you come knocking on his cabin door looking for answers.
At night.
When everyone's asleep, and you're alone, and he's only wearing his boxers because of this stupid perpetual heat.
"Have I done something wrong?" you ask, your voice all small and hurt, and Hajime wishes the ground would open up and swallow him whole.
"No! Nonono," he blurts out in a panic, and he steps aside to let you in like a moron, like the idiot he so clearly is. It's not the first time you've been in his cabin, obviously, but it's night and you look all soft and vulnerable and he thinks you're freshly showered because he can smell the coconut bodywash you like to use.
But then reality breaks through because you look—honestly hurt, crossing your arms and shifting your weight from foot to foot, avoiding his eye, and then Hajime mostly just feels like a huge piece of shit.
"I'm sorry," he sighs, and pushes the heels of his hands into his eyes in a gesture of weariness. "It's—it really isn't anything you, uh, did. It's me. I'm just... weird."
"Weird about what?" you press, stepping forward. "C'mon, you can tell me. Whatever it is, we can just... talk it out."
You're so sweet. "It's—uh, honestly, it's just kinda really embarrassing. And stupid. And... weird. And I really don't wanna weird you out, or like, make you think I'm... something I'm not, 'cause I'm not, like, the thing that you're gonna think I am but I just—"
"Hajime." Your hands on his shoulders, clamping down. The warm soft skin dimples between your fingers. Hajime's voice dies in his throat. He stares on, cheeks cherry-red, entirely too hot, sweat collecting unpleasantly on the nape of his neck. "I can guarantee nothing you tell me is going to freak me out, or whatever it is you're scared of. And I can see it's clearly... weighing down on you."
You're so nice. Weighing down on you is such a nice choice of words. In reality he probably looks constipated from stress.
"It's just—" His tongue flicks out nervously to wet his lips, and your eyes absently flit down to track the movement, oh fuck, "It's just..." Bad idea bad idea bad idea. "I kind of... I don't want to come on too strong and... scare you off."
Your brow knits; he thinks he sees some sort of understanding fall into place behind your eyes, but it's kind of distant. "Come on too strong how?"
His blush spreads from his cheeks to the tip of his ears, down his neck. "I... ahaha..." The nervous breathless stupid laugh he gives makes him want to strangle himself. "Y-you know. When I'm around you, I..." He swallows hard. "It—I can't help but think about... stuff I shouldn't."
He sees the moment it clicks into place for you; the slight widening of your eyes, the parting of your lips. "A-ah."
Mortification floods him like a tsunami. "Sorry! Fuck, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I never should've—" He's burning alive, he's actually baking like one of Hanamaru's luxury strips of meat that he slowcooks in the oven for hours on end so the whole hotel building ends up stinking of fucking, chicken and stock and rosemary all day—
"Hajime, hey." Your hands squeeze on his shoulders. "Just—breathe for a sec, please, you're freaking me out but not for the reasons you think you are."
Hajime gulps, eyes you nervously, and takes in a few desperate pulls of air. He feels small, like he's actively shrinking.
"First of all. It's not... like, weird, you know, to f-feel that kind of stuff in general," you say, incredibly haltingly like it's very awkward for you. "But it's even less weird when you're actually, you know, in a relationship, and I—I don't want you to feel weird about this, that's all, or about telling me when you're—you know. Because I'd be down. I mean, to help. Assuming that's what you want, I mean."
Hajime stares at you. His brain abruptly throws up its hands, bluescreens, and goes for a smoke break.
"Wha—wha?" he says intelligently. You smile fondly, the kind of smile that reminds Hajime why he fell in love with you in the first place.
"Do you want me to help you out?" you repeat, very clearly, and Hajime buries his face in his hands. Heat shoots through him like liquid lightning, illuminating every pore of his body. He can feel it gather between his legs.
"You don't have to," he mutters, heart thumping against his ribcage.
"Hajime," you say pleasantly. "D'you think you're the only one who's had to hold themselves back?"
It's pure, unadulterated shock that makes him lift his face out his hands to gawp at you, but the moment he does you cup his face with both of your hands and kiss him. He wonders if you can feel the heat of his burning skin on your palms, whether you care, and then your tongue is in his mouth and he stops wondering anything at all. He groans softly against your lips, and finally his useless hands move and he's grabbing, curling a fistful of your shirt in one hand and cupping the back of your neck with the other. He feels like he's been depriving himself of you for so long, and for fucking what? You feel incredible.
He walks you backwards until your knees his the frame of his bed and you're unseated with an undignified yelp. You bounce on the mattress, peering up at him. Hajime swallows hard. "Is this... okay? We don't have to—anything you want, God, anything—"
You put two hands on his waist, just above the waistline of his boxers, and Hajime stammers to a halt. He gazes at you, wide-eyed, brilliantly red. You press your lips to the skin just under his navel and his stomach sort of convulses at the sensitivity, and you keep going, down the trail of hair that disappears behind the waistband of his underwear, kissing over the fabric until you get to—
Hajime jolts and swears. His hands clench reflexively into fists at his side. "Lay down," he bursts out, and then flushes deeper. "Uh... please. If you want to. I—"
You giggle and pry your hands off him, leaving him feeling colder than ever. Hajime watches, mouth dry as you drape yourself lazily over his bed. Your sleep short ride up your thighs, the collar of your shirt dips down, and all the skin is making his head dizzy. He clambers over you a little clumsily, hitting your knee with his with a thud that makes you wince.
"Sorry!" he panicks, hands fluttering nervously over your leg. "Sorry, did that—that was an accident, I—"
"It's okay, it's okay," you laugh, the back of your hand covering your mouth. "Jeez, Hajime. Relax a little maybe."
His flush must be crawling down his chest at this point. "Yeah. Maybe." He glances around. "Kind of hard."
"Is it?" you ask with a pointed glance at his boxers. He groans, but the levity is extremely welcome, makes him feel less anxious. Reminds him it's just you, and you would never seriously laugh at him. Reminds him that he's safe.
"Is it okay if I'm—I mean." He wipes his clammy palms surreptitiously over his thighs. "I feel better when I'm more... in control. Y'know?"
You smile up at him. "That's fine with me. Are you going to boss me around now?"
Hajime laughs feebly, glancing away. He thinks it's a reasonable pretense that the idea doesn't make him ten times wetter.
He kneels between your legs and kisses you. You're so soft, skin warm and pliant and fresh from the shower. He can't hold back a moan when your tongue slips against his, and when your hand slides over his waist again, the pinky finger of your hand grazing the band of his underwear, he finally plucks up the courage to grab your wrist and drag it.
He lets out a choked sound into your mouth as your pliant hand slides between his legs. Pulling back from the kiss, panting hotly against your mouth. "Okay?" he asks hoarsely. "Please, oh my god, I need... only if you want, only if you want to..."
Your hand twitches to life inside the tight grip of his fist, and you skim your fingers over the wet spot of the fabric of his underwear.
Hajime shudders, dropping his head into the crook of your shoulder. "Ah... oh, fuck..." His shaking hand drops your wrist, reprimanding himself fiercely for maybe grabbing you too hard, but you didn't say anything, but he shouldn't just grab you and lead you like you're cattle, he opens his mouth to apologise when you cup his cunt through his boxers and he loses the ability to do anything at all. Anything other than moan into your skin, starting to get salty from the heat and the proximity, and he goes delirious with the idea that he's ruining you a little. Like you've just showered, you'd scrubbed your body all over with lovely scented soap and he's going to undo it methodically, deliberately, and you're going to let him, when it's all over you're going to smell like sweat and him and you'll have to clean all over again.
It's an intoxicating thought, the idea that someone as soft as you would let someone like him mess you up.
Your hand slips under the waistband of his underwear, follows the trail of hair down and finding him soft and hot and dripping wet. Hajime curses as your fingers skate almost curiously over his clit, his folds.
"Oh shit," you curse, mumbling almost more to yourself. "Y-you're so wet."
He makes a high, embarrassed noise in the back of his throat, eyes clenched shut, and his hips rock up into your hand in a gesture that feels inherently needy.
Despite his grossly obvious urgency, you take the time to bring your fingers back to your mouth and press them inside. Hajime watches, slack-jawed, pupils blown. When you take your fingers out, they're gleaming wet, and you grin at him. "You taste amazing."
Hajime is assaulted with all new images; your head between his legs, his hand on the top of your hair or tangled in your hair. Your tongue, soft and skilled against him, dripping spit and cum onto the carpet, and he has to stuff his knuckles in his mouth to stop himself moaning out loud. Sweat drips off his forehead and lands on your chest.
"Y/n," he croaks. "I'm gonna lose my mind."
You smile almost shyly, as if you didn't just have your fingers in your mouth right in front of him. "O-okay. Okay. Just, um... okay, I got it."
Hajime swallows hard. "Y-you're still sure?"
"I'm so sure," you tell him earnestly. And with that your hand glides down, over his collarbones, the twin scars arching beneath his breastbone, down his tense stomach and under his boxers again. This time, your fingers move with purpose. They roll over his clit and down the centre of his folds, parting them, dipping inside just slightly before coming back up. He feels a shivering mix of pain and pleasure as two of your fingers circle his clit, an indication that he's almost too sensitive; he feels like he's on fire, like forks of lightning are emanating from the vertice between his legs, and he lets out choked, high noises against your throat.
Mindlessly, it seems, his hips roll against your head, seeking something more. You take the initiative to prod with one finger, dipping lower from the other before teasing at his entrance. His thighs shake and part slightly for you, and you slip inside without another word.
The breach feels like breathing for the first time; he's so wet and so sensitive that you slide inside with barely a hint of pain, easing in up to the first knuckle.
"Ohhh god," he groans, feeling mindless, feeling weightless. "Ohgodohgodohgod..."
"What should I—"
"More," he nearly begs. "I want you inside."
The word should be embarrassing, but they just aren't. Not in front of you. You get your finger in slowly, inch by inch until your knuckles press up against him and he's clenching the sheets with his free hands.
He almost convulses when your finger curls up like it's searching for something; it presses against a spongey spot inside him and he whines from somewhere deep in his chest, and he hears you swear to yourself as you start moving in and out.
"Nngh, oh—hah..."
Oh he's gonna die. Your fingers are inside him. He's gonna fuckin' die—
One turns to two turns to three, your thumb rolling constant circles over his clit, sometimes catching so sensitively that he has to bite back whimpers. There's the stretch and the burn but even that is okay, feels good after a few moments. He feels distantly really bad that he's not touching you, but he will after, fucking hell he will after, whatever you want him to, he'd kiss the fuckin' ground you walk on for making him feel so good right now. All too soon he feels the familiar tightening in his stomach like a band.
"H-hey," he gasps out. "I think I—I'm c-close, so..."
"O-oh," you say, sounding equally breathless. "It's okay."
Your fingers push up into him, curling almost viciously into that spot inside him just as your other hand taps his jaw and guides his face to yours for a kiss. It's barely more than panting against each other's lips as your thumb presses down hard on his clit.
"Fuck, fuck," he cries. "Fuck, you're so fuckin'—so perfect—'m cumming, shit—"
He sobs out as he cums, alight from the inside out, shaking like he's just been hit by lightning. The pressure is so much that he needs an outlet, his finges pressing bruising marks into your hip and thigh, and he turns his head and bites down almost feverishly on your collarbone.
You tap his arm with a yelp, fingers jerking inside him as he starts to come down. He can feel his release dripping down his inner thighs and he lifts his head groggily.
"Shit," he mumbles eloquently, staring at the teeth mark on your skin. He didn't break skin, thank fuck, but he still feels mortified. "Sorry. Oh my god, sorry. That was—that was a total accident, I..."
"Ah, it—it's okay." You swallow hard. "Was that..."
Hajime shakes his head dazedly. "Amazing," he croaks. "Y-you're amazing." He gets the werewithal to roll off you with his shaking limbs so his weight isn't pushing into you anymore.
You let out a long, slow breath. "Was pretty amazing for me too."
Hajime glances at you with a trickle of amusememt. "Not yet it wasn't."
Your brow scrunches in confusion—but realisation dawns when you feel his hand slide up your thigh. In his eyes is a question, one that you nod hastily to. Hajime grins weakly.
"Good," he breathes. "As soon as I get my breath back, it's your turn." And it sounds like the sweetest thing ever when he adds, a moment later with a twist of that characteristic cockiness that leaps out at the most inopportune of moments: "I can't wait to see how pretty you're gonna look when I make you cum."
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hopespeak-hostclub · 9 months
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Gundham nsfw blurb
When you’re in bed just so horny but your boyfriend Gundham decides he wants to see you beg for it
so you cuddle up next to him desperate for his touch but he won’t touch you the way you want at all. He’s just torturing you by playing with your hair and rubbing your back and thighs.
but you’re so desperate for literally any feeling and you start grinding against his thigh , with his leg between yours while you just dry hump his leg for what feels like almost no time at all before he moves his thjght out from inbetween yours and starts to kiss bite and suck on your neck and throat just leaving you a whining mess. then Gundham kisses you and tells you how naughty you’ve been and that he’s going to have to punish you all night long
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shslfanficreader · 1 year
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Ok ok, we know Gundham gets really flustered at cute compliments from you like "You look really cute today!" Or "You're so gorgeous" BUT THE MOMENT he notices you getting flustered by his deep villainous voice he won't hesitate to tease and torment you with it. He finds it amusing and perfect that you are under his mercy whenever he chuckles close to your ear X////X
Dear anon, (and everyone else who’s sent me an ask or confession): I’m so sorry!! This was sent over a year ago and I haven’t replied because I’ve had a bit of a tough time, but I’m back so even though you might not care about this being answered anymore I’m going to answer!!
MATURE/SUGGESTIVE
Warnings: Gundham x gender neutral reader, suggestive, mostly sfw but for mature readers, voice kink, somewhat shy but dominant Gundham.
Ho - hold on just - hold on a sec 😳
Yes.
Excuse me whilst I'm a major slut for Gundham and his voice 👀
(But first I would like to formally apologize to Gundham’s voice actor, please, if you ever see this for any reason, leave now. It’s for your own safety. God bless. And yes, I know he won’t see this, but I’m paranoid.)
Okay back to the horny.
Gundham is so pretty when he's all flustered and blushy, but he's also so embarrassed by your compliments that he can't help hide his face in his scarf and look away. (I need to stop now before I just go on a rant about a shy and possibly submissive Gundham because good lord.)
He has no idea what his voice does to you at first. When you're talking and you get a flush on your cheeks and your hand moves up to sit near your chin, he initially thinks it might be the topic of conversation, but ah, why would the diet of the dark devas cause you any unease? Hmm, other than that, all he can think of that flustered you would be… him.
But you'd never been disturbed by him before so perhaps… his voice? He was just quite loud. He might have gotten too invested in telling you about the devas.
You'd think that since he acts so sheepish when he gets compliments, he would understand what being flustered is like and maybe go easy on you.
You'd be wrong.
He leans in close to you so you can feel the rumble coming from his chest as he speaks. He talks low so you can hear him clearly but it still feels intimate. You can feel the warmth of his breath fanning onto your skin.
His voice is deep as ever, but the tone… he draws out words and adds growls to the ends of sentences, he lets his voice get breathy, he hums as if he’s asking a question when he’s just stating facts.
Gundham’s always been good with his words, but it doesn’t even matter what he says. His compliments and teasing are a bonus, his eloquence overlooked, all focus is only on the sound of his voice.
He would never think of his voice as seductive, but god, you would. The tone is enough to make your skin crawl and cause a shiver to snake up your spine. If you gasp, he’ll give a low hum in response and his eyes will flicker down to your lips for a split second.
That’s when he’ll feel flustered again. You’d only see it if you’re paying close attention, but his cheeks flush red, along with the tips of his ears. The red even spreads down his neck and chest but luckily for him, his scarf hides that.
He hides his nervousness by drawing attention to you and your reactions to him. He teases you for the blush over your cheeks and torments you for the quickness of your breath, asks what’s wrong in a patronising manner, as if he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing.
He’ll take his time playing with you before he suggests going somewhere more private, but if he’s feeling ruthless, he’ll do everything possible to get you to admit that it’s warm and your blood is flowing between your thighs.
Either way, he’ll growl and cackle in your ear before dragging you off too more secluded area.
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Thank you so much anon, and again, I’m so sorry that answering this took so, so long! I really do appreciate every ask and I’ll be trying to answer all the ones I’ve received in the past and I’ll try to answer one’s I get in the future faster too.
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raitonsfw · 2 months
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𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: The days where you could get Mikan alone in the cottage were the closest days to relaxation she could get. And you did everything in your power to let her rest... against the tips of your fingers.
warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, pussywhipped!reader, timid!mikan, cunnilingus, fingering, breast play, clit play, body worship, praising, just basically mikan falling apart underneath reader's fingers.
a/n: not me going back to everytime she had a fanservice moment to gawk at her. v-day m.list | m.list
thirst count: 1
divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics
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Her pliant whines were the only thing you heard from the echo of the cottage– and the only sound you wanted to hear for the rest of your life. You glanced down at Mikan, one of your hands fondling her breast as it bounced against the fabric of her bra and the other trailing down to ghost her hip. You had been careful with her prior to this; only so much and she would break. 
But as her hands slid towards your own chest, your softness dissipated slightly. “Mikan…”
“I’m sorry! Do you not want me to touch there? I can just–” She started, the insatiable fear rattling her nerves and you pressed a chaste kiss on her lips to calm her down. You slid your cunt onto her thigh, the heat sticking to your body as you did so and rolled your hips down once to relieve yourself a bit. You were so hot against her, every single nerve ending in sparks as her hand groped you this time. 
And you just couldn’t keep quiet as you let out a moan, your head diving down towards the lace of her bra and unclasping it from the back to let them bounce in your face. You nipped at the left one, fondling the other as your mouth sucked against her budded nipple; and more whimpers dripped from her lips when you bit down softly. 
“Ah, Y/N–!” Mikan yelped, her back arching slightly as you finally nudged your fingers into the outline of her panties, pulling them off in one fell swoop. 
“Shh, calm down baby– relax for me, okay?” You cooed, leaning upwards to situate yourself further back on the bed. 
You found her clit pretty easily, as she had opened her legs for you– her pretty pussy finally on display and you couldn’t help but stare at it in awe as it clenched slightly when you rubbed over the sensitive bud. Mikan’s milky thighs trembled as you rubbed tiny circles against it, sinking two fingers into his tight entrance simultaneously. She took them in so easily, the arousal slicking them droolingly as you fucked them into her. 
You scissored your fingers inside her and a desperate moan caught in her throat, her eyes squeezing closed and– you must’ve grazed her sweet spot, something so sensitive in her that it made her toes curl with pleasure. 
“Right there, sweetheart? Doing so well for me, got me soaking–” You praised, fucking your fingers in and out of her now with more oomph– as her hips started to meet your hand’s movements. She had looked away from you, her entire face flushed with red and her hair stuck to her collarbones and the surface of the pillow. But, you want to see her pretty face. 
You wanted to see her cum whilst looking you straight in the eye, moaning your name like it was heaven on Earth. Grasping her chin, you tilted it so she was straight within your vision; her eyes peaked open, revealing mauve silhouettes of her ecstasy. “C’mon, let me see you cum on my fingers…” 
Mikan nodded, half-lidded lust peering back up at you as she whined out ‘yes, don’t stop’ and ‘thank you, y/n– ah, right there, keep going!’ Her hips stilled against your fingers and you felt her cunt squeeze them like a vice, pulsing against them harshly as she came. Everything was on display for you now, her broken gasps, her tits jiggling in her convulsions, and her voice calling out your name so fucking needily– it made your head spun as you shoved your fingers as deep inside her as you could. 
“Feel better, my pretty girl?”
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lucieviere · 5 months
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ANIMAL JAMMMMMMMMMM
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lxvenderdreamy · 10 months
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🍀~Good Boy~🍀
🍋Sub! Nagito Komeada x Soft!Dom! Reader🍋
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CW:Contains praising kink, handjob, self-degradation (we all know whose that’s coming from, just one time), orgasm denial, first time writing smut on this blog
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“O-Oh..~ Y-Y/n..” Nagito said as he panted. He bit his lip as your hand went up and down on his member, he tried to stifle in his moans of pure pleasure as he closed his eyes tightly. He felt felt your thumb teasing his tip. “Mhmm..D-Don’t..tease me, Y/n..” Nagito stammered out.
“Now, who said that you could give such orders, love?” You whispered in his ear. “You wanna be a good boy for me, hm?” You cooed in his ear. Nagito whined at that. He leaned against you, you could feel his hot breath on your neck.
“R-Right…hmph..~!” Nagito panted. “D-Don’t listen—to a filthy..hngh..~ s-slut like me..-A-Ah..~!!” Nagito gasped as you quickened your pace on his cock, your hand gently squeezing it softly. You clicked your tongue as you shook your head. “Now, if your gonna do that then I guess I should just…Oh I don’t know—stop?” You said sweetly. Nagito perked up when you said that, shaking his head. “N-No..! P-Please Y/n..please let me finish..I-I promise i’ll be good!” Nagito whined out. You smirked as you stroked his cock faster. Nagito gasped as he felt your pace get faster, a slight squelching noise came from the fast pace on his cock. He felt himself getting closer, he felt himself about to go into bliss as his orgasm made way.
But it all went down when he felt your hand remove itself. Nagito whimpered at the lost of orgasm, trying to thrust into your hand desperately. “Y-Y/n..? Wh-Why did you..?”
“Do what?” You asked innocently. “Are you belittling how I do things in this form of interaction?” You asked, giving him a side eye, Nagito’s breath hitched. “N-No..n-not at all..p-please allow me to release…please i’ll be good..” Nagito begged, tears prickling into the corners of his eyes. You snickered as you kissed his head. “Awww, my poor boy, you wanna release? You wanna be a good boy for me?” You cooed. Nagito nodded quickly and desperately.
You slowly wrapped your hand around his cock and his breath hitched once more. Quickly, you started back at the same exact pace. Fast. Nagito gasped as he threw his head back as he let out choked moans of pleasure from his throat.
“Y-Y/n..~!! Oh Y/n~!!!” Nagito moans out, feeling his legs shake. He could feel your look of love but also excitement as you watched as he broke. He didn’t mind at all. It turned him on so much to be your cute little plaything.
“Oh—Oh fuck..I-I-I’m gonna..! I’m gonna cum..~!” Nagito moaned out. He felt that pleasure and that knot in his stomach, he felt his mind going into a bliss.
“Come on, love.” You whispered into his ear. Despite him about to cum, he still made room for him to hear you. “Cum for me. Be a good boy and cum for me.” You cooed out.
As if it was on command, he let out one last moan as he came heavily. White pearl spurts of cum t out of his cock. Some got on your hand as you smirked. Nagito panted, letting out some jolts as you stroked his cock a few more times before pulling away. You kisses him softly. “You did so good for me, Nagito. I’m so proud of you.” You said with a smile. Nagito leaned into the crook of your neck, panting. He felt his heart warm up at your praise.
Maybe his luck isn’t all so bad.
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maesaeart · 8 months
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U-Uhm!... Can't we talk about this??... I-I don't think I can handle... two of you at once!!! \(๑•́o•̀๑)/
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This is Part 4!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 (SMUT)
thanks again for 100 follows on twt and 50 here! (⁀ᗢ⁀)/ I know its taking a bit to finish but we're at the home stretch baby!!
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goddess-of-green · 2 years
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Random ask, can we get the aftermath of the soup scene? Like, what would Nagito’s reaction be to finding out he humped his S/O’s thigh? Lmao. You don’t have to do this
please he would be devastated (i wrote a blurb this probably sucks idk i'm tired) word count: 281
Warnings: GN!Reader, extremely suggestive themes, use of pet names (darling, honey) (art creds: Zakiko)
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"Please! Forgive me, my darling... How truly disgusting of me...to do something so despicable, and in your presence nonetheless! I understand if you never want to see my wretched, perverted face again..." Tears ran down Komaeda's face, but despite his words he clung to you with a vice grip.
Komaeda had always been like this, ever since you affirmed with him you didn't mind his touch. Even when he was convinced you hated him, he couldn't stop himself from seeking your comfort. The only way he would stop is if you told him to.
You didn't mind so much though, you wanted to be a pillar for him when he had his breakdowns. Even if they were about how much you must "hate" him.
You stroked his hair with one hand, and brought up the other to caress his cheek. Petting Komaeda was usually effective in calming him down.
"What do you mean, honey? I'll always stay with you, okay? It's absolutely not your fault what happened." You spoke softly, trying to get your words to sink in as Komaeda stared at you with teary eyes.
"And besides..." You leaned in to kiss his cheek. "I love your beautiful face, why wouldn't I want to see it?"
Komaeda sniffed, and you felt a stab of sympathy as fresh tears ran down his cheeks.
"Y...You're beautiful." He murmured, laying his head on your shoulder.
You tugged gently at the ends of his hair, happy that he at least wasn't self-deprecating anymore.
"We match then, huh?" You smiled, wrapping your arms around him.
Komaeda's lip quivered, and he hugged you. "I love you..."
"I love you too," You squeezed him, "Always."
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ghostgoose01 · 7 months
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Sweet Nothings~
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Gundham Tanaka x Voice Kink! Fem! Reader
Tw: Oral Fixation (Mouth play ((thumb sucking))), Gropey Gundham, Dominate Gundham, Fingering (ish), vaginal sex, riding, dirty talk, voice kink, devil/angel dynamic, corruption kink, breeding kink, ect.
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Gundham never thought of his voice as attractive.
Not until today.
He was sitting there, talking to you with a smile on his face, you being one of the few people he was comfortable with, when your conversation was interrupted.
After the interruption, when you guys got back to his dorm he was a bit upset. You both sat down on his bed and were talking again when he brought up the interruption. He had a small bit of a growl to his voice as he complained to you:
"...Stupid mortals. All of them interrupting my conversations with my angel of light."
At first he didn't notice what his voice did to you, but now he does. The way you squirm in your seat at first makes him think you're nervous. Maybe you're scared? Did he get too upset? Are you angry at him?
But as he leans closer and sees the flush on your face and the way your thighs rub together, it hits him.
"Is it my voice angel? Speak up."
He teases, watching you for a reaction.
And sure enough the flush on your face gets darker- but you refuse to answer the question.
"Angel. Speak to me, is it my voice that has you this... unraveled~?"
He adds a soft growl to his words, a commanding tone that made you gasp, his hand now placed precariously under your chin, thumb rubbing your bottom lip.
"I-I-"
You give a flustered squeak, unable to form a single word under his touch. He was gentle, his hand cold, and yet his touch felt like fire on your skin.
"Awhhh... it seems like my little angel likes the overlords tone.. how cute."
He gives a small chuckle, a soft rumble to his voice that would have any woman squirming, including you. His eyes held a sparkle of pride.
"Aren't you just an adorable little thing? Cmon, give the overlord your precious little words, tell him what you want."
The hand not on your lip now slid down your neck and to your thigh. The cold making your skin jump beneath his touch, his hand ever so slightly under the edge of your skirt as he smirks at you, clearly expecting you to speak.
"It is your voice... it's.. attractive.."
A flush fills your face as you admit it and his smirk only gets more clear- the normally shy man now finding his bearings. His hands now adding a bit of pressure to your thigh and chin as he holds your head to his position.
"Attractive? In what way? In the way that makes your thighs quiver under my touch? The way that makes your pretty little head think of the sinful things I could do to you? The way I could treat your body the way a devil would a goddess~?"
"Yes... yes..."
You stumble out quietly, looking up at him from his now looming position. Your height difference between you two never as noticeable as it is in these moments.
"Good girl, my stunning little goddess of heaven... You're such a good fucking girl."
He growls out lightly, definitely using his deep rumble to his advantage, sliding the hand on your thigh up just a bit higher and massaging the skin, causing sparks of fire underneath his hand, eyes trained into yours and the hand on your face now having his thumb prodding at your lips a bit.
"Come on my little goddess, give in to my temptation, part your sweet little lips for a taste of the devils ambrosia.."
You part your lips as if on a command, you suck on his thumb like a whore, and his smirk widens in response.
"That's it my little goddess, fall from heaven, let the urges take over your little head..."
He runs his hand further up your thigh, lightly massaging the point where your panties met your hips, feeling the material on his fingers.
"Such a pretty little goddess, such a shame I'm about to corrupt that little soul of yours.."
Gundham hummed in a teasing tone as he gently snapped the material on your skin, causing you to gasp and squirm, which only made him chuckle.
"Awhhh... I think you might already be ruined... how cute."
He slips his hand down the center of your thighs, his index and pointer finger rubbing along the outside of your panties, the material wet from the building desires he was putting you through.
"Oh-? My goddess truly is loosing her light so easily isn't she~?"
He mused, teasing you with the simple pushing of his fingers onto your aching center above the cursed material that did not let you feel the rough padding of his fingers well enough to be truly pleased. You whined softly at that lack of contact and he tsked lightly at you.
"Tsk tsk tsk... such a needy little one aren't you? So needy for corruption.. so needy for her devil to ruin her.."
He pushes a little harder on the material, letting you feel a little more but not enough.
"Beg."
Your eyes are trained on his, his eyes full of pride and ego as he gently rubs just enough to bring you pleasure, but not enough to truly please you. He wants you to beg, but you put up a fight of silence for a moment.
"I said, beg."
He leans forward, placing his mouth onto your throat and holding your chin a little harder, forcefully tilting your head back to give himself access to your neck. Biting and licking at the skin of your neck like a predator would it's prey.
"Beg. Beg for me to ruin you. Beg for me to take that pretty little body and turn it into a fleshlight for my own personal use. Beg me clip your wings and put you on your knees where you belong. Beg me to ruin you, my goddess."
He bites down between every sentence, making sure he had continuous access to your neck as he demanded what he wanted through his deep and rumbling voice- tone enough to make you whine and whimper on its own, and the biting and rubbing only making you moan and roll your eyes back.
"Beg me to breed you. Beg me to fill you with the children of the underworld. Beg me to ruin the temple of the gods with my demonic release. You know you want it. You know you want to be all mine don't you? Cmon, use your words."
When you finally give in and beg for him to just touch you already, he's quick to tear the material of your panties from your skin, leaving you in your skirt and shirt as he unbuckles his belt and pulls you into his lap, aligning himself with your entrance without a second thought, pulling you down until he's bottomed out.
The feeling causes him to let out a low, primal growl as he breathes heavily. The way you twitch and whine in his lap from the feeling of fullness makes him want to drill you right then and there, but in the back of his mind that moment when his voice caused you to become like this made him reconsider.
"Move."
He commands, using his hand to guide your hips to rotate once or twice before pulling it away. When you start to move on his command he smirks.
"Good... good girl... without your pretty little wings, you'll make a perfect toy.."
His voice reverberates through his chest in a way that has you clenching around him.
"Faster."
Another command leaves him, along with a low chuckle when you comply.
"Good girl. Good girl little one. Ruin yourself on my cock, show me your fall from grace..."
The commands continue on for quite a while, groans and heavy breathing mixed in, you had already finished twice when he suddenly flipped you both other and started to drill into you at a much faster pace than you had been riding him at. Letting out a low growl, he spoke:
"Beg for me again little goddess. Cmon. Beg. Beg for me to breed you. Beg for me to ruin your womb with my seed. Beg for the pleasure. Beg to be mine. Cmon. Beg for me."
He pants as he continues, his grip on your hips enough to leave a mark for a few minutes but gentle enough not to bruise. Despite the rough treatment, he would never truly hurt you.
"By God's you're so fucking tight. So fucking pretty. I'm gonna ruin you. I'm gonna corrupt you. You'll be mine forever. You'll never be the same again. You'll be my little fallen angel. My goddess kicked from Olympus. My little fuckdoll-"
His voice rolls from his tongue like a sinful honey, his pace only getting faster as he reaches his end. As he stills inside the deepest part of you, thick ropes of cum warm inside you, he places his forehead on yours and kisses your lips softly.
"I love you, my fallen goddess.."
As the moments pass and everything slows down, he ensures himself to cleaning you up, and pulls you in for a cuddle, whispering to you..
"You did so well.. such a good goddess you are.. my beautiful one."
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bubblyqueer000 · 1 year
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Hello helloooo. I see you’ve opened up your v3 requests 👀 can we get some Kiibo, Kokichi and/or Nagito with an s/o (she or they pronouns) who’s really intimidating and scary at first but a total softie and super flustered when they’re complimented or flirted with?
Kokichi, Kiibo, and Nagito x Intimidating!Soft!Reader
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My first V3 request! I haven't totally gotten through everyone's free time events and I'm not that great at writing Kokichi or Kiibo yet so please bare with me. Love you guys and thanks again for 100 followers!
Enjoy!
Commission me on Ko-Fi! Link in pinned post!
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Kokichi Ouma 
♡ Was never all that intimidated by you honestly. Or maybe he was and he was just lying about it. Who knows. Point is, he never let it show. He is the supreme leader of evil, after all. Who would scare him?
♡ That doesn’t mean he wouldn’t pretend to be afraid though. Kokichi would always cry and act like you were bullying him when you told him to stop with his stupid antics.
♡ When he did this you would try to get him to stop crying, making you seem soft and sensitive to him. Then he would probably start teasing you even more. 
♡ “So you weren’t really as intimidating as you pretended. I hate liars!” 
♡ “I wasn’t lying, you annoying little-”
♡ “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH YOU’RE CALLING ME ANNOYING WHEN I WAS JUST TRYING TO BE YOUR FRIEND!! YOU’RE SO MEEEEAN!!!” He wailed. 
♡ “Huh? Hey, wait!” You shouted at him. 
♡ I guess your ‘friendship’ - if you could even call it that - started from there. It was mostly just Kokichi teasing you and you trying not to beat the shit out of him. 
♡ When you finally got together, the teasing definitely didn’t stop. It even kind of intensified when he saw how flustered you got when he flirted with you. 
♡ He’ll try to come up with the cringiest, gushiest things he can make you feel embarrassed. 
♡ He’ll make everyone think that it’s because he likes embarrassing you but deep down, you’re pretty sure that it’s just because he thinks your blushing face is the cutest thing ever! Who knows though. You can never get a straight answer from him (¬、¬)
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K1-B0
♡ You two are in the same boat. 
♡ To some he might be intimidating, being a robot, but on the inside, he’s a total softie so he gets it!
♡ Even if you were never scared of him, he was always kind of scared of you. He hadn’t been used to such an intimidating human, and somehow the fact that you were around his age made you even scarier to him. 
♡ He wasn’t really used to the feeling so it made you intriguing to him. 
♡ Hehehe I got the thought that he wouldn’t know how to respond to the feeling and since he found it negative he would think you’re somehow being robophobic to him.
♡ But like I was saying, he was intrigued by you! Kiibo would definitely be the one to confess his feelings because of that, finally letting him see your true nature as a major softie. 
♡ Kiibo wants to try and do all the human couple things. It always really embarrassing to you when he asks to do things like that though. 
♡ “Y/N… I um…” Kiibo would begin, trying to stop his stutters.
♡ “What is it, babe?” You told him, in your regular scary tone.
♡ “Would you want to try cuddling… Like… With me?” He asked. Your head shot up, red flashing to your cheeks.
♡ “Um well.. I- Uh…!” You respond incoherently, trying to figure out what to say. 
♡ The two of you tried cuddling, which as you might imagine, wasn’t the most comfortable thing considering your partner’s metal body, but that wasn’t as bad as the butterflies in your stomach. Nothing had ever made you as nervous as that. Kiibo didn’t seem to mind or notice though so everything was good. :D 
♡ He always tries his best to do all of the things a human couple would so he loves holding your hand, kissing you, and basically any other form of physical affection as long as you don’t mind. 
♡ And his mind doesn’t even seem to process how nervous you obviously are so it’s even better!! We all love you, Kiibo buddy!! 
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Nagito Komaeda
♡ Sees your intimidating demeanor as confident and due to that, he finds you inspiring! 
♡ Nagito isn’t the type to show how he’s truly feeling. He doesn’t seem to think that he deserves to show others how he really feels so he never makes it too clear that he’s spooked by you. 
♡ You’d start showing him your true colors when he compliments you. 
♡ “Wow, Y/N! I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who matches you in intensity. People like you make trash like me all the more boring.” 
♡ “I- Um… Well… You shouldn’t… Talk about yourself like that.” You told him, trying to pull yourself together. 
♡ You’d probably have to be the one to tell him your feelings because he wouldn’t really feel he deserves to tell you how he feels. Poor baby, we love you. 
♡ When you two get together though, he worships you, making you super blushy all the time!!
♡ His favorite time to fluster you is when you’re scolding him for the stupid junk that he pulls.
♡ “I can’t believe you did that, you jackass! Do you want everyone here to die? Do you want us all to kill eachother?!” You screamed in his face after a particularly tedious class trial. Nagito just stared at you, with a blank expression, red in the face. 
♡ “You’re very pretty, my hope.” He told you, catching you off guard and turning you into a blubbering mess. 
♡ Nagito is frustrating but… We love him anyways. ┐(´ー`)┌
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brayneworms · 8 months
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— 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
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note: please find the complete list of content warnings in the fics themselves, and note that this masterlist will only display the more 'extreme' ones. minors and ageless blogs, do not interact with this post or any of the fics linked.
almost none of these fics will feature sub!reader. reader will either be a dom, switch, or power dynamics won't be explored. almost all readers will be totally gender-neutral, with maybe three exceptions such as amab or afab anatomy.
these kinks, characters and content are subject to change.
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➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟏
fingering + hinata hajime content. new relationship, gn!reader, post-killing game, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟐
frottage , sexual frustration, virginity + leviathan content. virgin!levi, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟑
dry humping + sampo koski, tighnari content. hatsex elements, gn reader, tba summary. tba content. inexperienced!tighnari, gn!reader, ear petting, tba summary.
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟒
overstimulation + xiao content. inexperienced!xiao, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟓
face-sitting + hayakawa aki content. afab!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟔
collar/leash + mammon content. light petplay elements, anal fingering, praise kink, gn!reader summary. mammon lost a bet, but he doesn't consider it much of a loss, considering
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟕
praise kink + jolyne cujoh content. afab!fem!reader, switch!reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟖
chastity + dazai osamu content. gn!reader, brat dazai, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟗
slutwear + leander content. masochist!leander, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎
kissing + johnny joestar content. anal fingering, slight internalised ableism, crying summary. johnny's lost all feeling below his waist, but you try to find another way to make him feel good
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟏
teasing + akutagawa ryunosuke content. virgin!akutagawa, gn reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟐
orgasm denial/control, lingerie + sonia nevermind, tanaka gundham content. threesome, switch!reader, gn reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟑
bondage + shenhe, scaramouche content. trust excerises, established relationship, gn reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟒
uniform + belphegor content. nurse!belphegor, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟓
boot worship + al-haitham content. hatesex elements, brat!alhaitham, gn!reader summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟔
body worship + tsukimi shin content. sweet and sappy, gn!reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕
blowjob + edogawa ranpo content. amab!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟖
service top/power bottom + cyno content. pb!cyno, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗
biting + yosano akiko content. gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟎
thigh fucking + mhin content. amab!mhin, hatesex elements, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟏
hair pulling + kishibe content. masochist!kishibe, light degradation, gn!reaeder, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐
sexual exhaustion + komaeda nagito content. gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟑
fancy dress + asmodeus, solomon content. threesome, switch!reader, gn!reader summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟒
bratty sub + urie kuki content. gn!reader, brat urie, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟓
leather + higashiyama kobeni content. inexperienced!kobeni, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟔
wax play + kaneki ken content. kuroneki, masochist!kaneki, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟕
edging + matsuda touta content. soft, gn!reader, post-canon, tba summary. tba
➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟖
enclosed space + l lawliet content. trapped in a closet, gn!reader, tba summary. tba
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scaramouche-writes · 1 year
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Heard you wanted requests 👉👈 would you be cool with writing nsfw rantaro, kokichi, and/or nagito (your pick 😊) with a f!s/o who’s like really tough looking but secretly super subby and easy to make submissive just by teasing or embarrassing her?
NSFW WITH KOKICHI, RANTARO, NAGITO WITH AN S/O WHO ACTS TOUGH BUT IS SUBMISSIVE
Hello, I am happy to do these final requests for Danganronpa, after I get these last 3 out then I will reopen requests for any Genshin characters.
Kokichi:
Kokichi find it cute that you act tough, and try to embarrass him, when he can clearly see through your facade. But~He loves you so he'll let it slide. Though when you're in bed together, that's a whole other story. Kokichi will let you act all mean in public, but as soon as you go in your room together, he makes you pay for trying to act better than him. Kokichi knows all your weak spots and will hit them over and over again until you're screaming and crying his name.
"What's wrong kitten, I thought you were tougher than this~"
Rantaro:
Since Rantaro has a lot of sisters, he knows what it's like when someone tries to step up and act all high and mighty. Though he knows that it's all fun and games for you, so he plays along just to make you happy. But when night rolls around and it's that kind of mood, he stops all the fun and games. Rantaro is no longer playing around. He indulged you in your fun and games, so now it was his turn.
"Playtime is up Y/N~"
Nagito:
Nagito thinks you're already so much higher in power than him, so when you show the confidence that you do, he puts himself farther down in the precsense. He listens to whatever you say, and doesn't care if you disrespect him, he's just happy you're giving "trash like him" a chance. In the bedroom, it's a bit complicated since you both could be submissive, but if you order him to please you, then he feels like he's gotten your permission to overpower you.
"Now you're the trash that can't even keep up her act in the bedroom"
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shslfanficreader · 1 year
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Celeste was meant to be in the dom top row 😭
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dangandisiacs · 7 months
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nagito + aphrodisiacs
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cw: nsft, use of aphrodisiacs, cursing, obsessive nagito; slight yandere persona??, bdsm, afab
a/n: dedicated to @vinnyandthephenomena
-mod elinove
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nagito panted above you as he looked at your body, wrists tied and body vulnerable. he wanted to give you everything, anything you wanted, he’d use his body as a tool to your disposal.
you, meanwhile, had your eyes closed as you felt yourself drip with sweat and heat. nagito had also been affected by the aphrodisiacs, his eyes wide and lust - filled. once affected, he’d practically pounced on you, hastily asked for consent, and then you dragged him to your room.
both of you were completely unclothed, nagito pressing his body as close as he could get to yours. he sighed dreamily at the sight and scents of you, you allowing him to do this, you letting him give and give without you fighting back - oh, what a lovely dream come true.
for finalized consent, he caught your attention and watched for any sign that you fully accepted this - this beautiful position. you nodded, watching his form that was so eager to push into you.
he loved you so, so much.
nagito immediately bucked in, earning a shaky moan past your slightly chapped lips. nagito let his mouth open, his eyes becoming half - lidded. he regained focus and moved, desperately pounding into you at a fast rate.
“n - nagito!!” you, in your sense, whimpered out without your will.
he didn’t understand how you could be insecure when you looked so pretty in whatever you were doing.
you were his queen, his goddess, an obsession and addiction he’d never give up. never. he thought about that as he continued, the bed squeaking in a repeated motion.
his moans were dipped in honey and coated with sugar - so sweet; but behind it all, sinful.
and it wasn’t even the aphrodisiacs that made him think this way. he was always just wired like this.
the aphrodisiacs did, however, make him more risky and needy for even just your smell. he felt so complete when you were around. like you were the sun shining in on a barren, abandoned room.
you wrapped your hand in his hair, pulling his head to your neck. he happily bit on your inviting skin, only to soothe it after with the lapping of his tongue.
every one of his five senses were engulfed by you - your scent, your touch, your taste, your sounds, and the sight of you in such a form that made him almost cum seeing you like this. so perfect to him, so much to take in!
alas, mental screenshots would have to do.
he sped up his thrusting, pushing with no abandon. sooo fucking good.
“you look so pretty, my love!~” nagito giggled out, his words turning into a moan. you weren’t even dating, but he found it as a good way to express that his love for you was still present, even with the aphrodisiacs pumping through him.
he pushed deeper, hitting that sensitive nerve that made you scream once hit. he smiled almost creepily, saliva falling from his thin lips. what a pathetic, albeit alluring sight.
you clenched around him, cumming around his cock that was currently drilling deep inside you.
the feeling of you tightening around him made him pull out and come on the sheets, stroking himself to ease out the threads of white.
as you panted from the aftermath, nagito slowly got up from sitting - climbing on you and ready for round two.
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lucieviere · 2 months
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Nagito at 3:00am
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starluvrsblog · 4 months
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If a man ever looks at me like that i’m gripping his hair, throwing him on the ground and fucking him until he’s my bitch. I want him to look up at me while his eye makeup runs down his face while I hold him cuz he’s such a fuckin’ loser
sorry 🙏, where are my fellow Kaz lovers </3
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