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rotdistressxox · 1 month
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Headcanons: How the Kengan Men would fall asleep with you
Ohma Tokita
• Takes A LOT of convincing to get him to go to bed on time because he usually naps during the day and whenever he feels like it
• But he caves in because you just look so cute in a t-shirt and underwear
• Sleeps in boxer briefs, maybe pajama pants if it's a cooler night. Always shirtless, but you're not complaining
• Hates to admit it, but he loves being spooned. Having your arms wrapped around his waist and your chest pressed into his back just hits the spot.
• Cradle him in your chest and play with his hair, the dude will be knocked out instantly
• Teasing a sleepy Ohma is the best because he has no power over you now. Baby talk it is
• "You sleepy baby?" "Mmgn" "That's okay, go to sleep" "Mmhm" "Good boy"
• Twitches in his sleep, be warned
• He wakes you up because he makes noises sometimes due to his nightmares.
• Give him a peck on the cheek, he'll shut up real fast.
• Is your personal space heater, his body is usually very warm when he's resting (Apart from when he's fighting...and doing something else)
Lihito / Ichiro Nakata
• Boy is he happy, would never miss out on a chance to snuggle up to you.
• He has matching pajamas, you gotta snort at him everytime he whips them out
• Other than that, usually wears a t-shirt and pajama pants
• Socks stay ON
• Handsy, rests his hands on your butt to warm them up. You squeal everytime he grabs it and all he can do is give a shit-eating grin
• Usually takes him a while to actually fall asleep, so he'll just stay up on his phone or talking to you. While you are actually trying to fall asleep
• Falling asleep on his chest boosts his ego a little. Feels extra manly, yknow?
• Likes to hear the sound of your soft breaths, thinks it's utterly adorable.
• Finally falls asleep after taking in every detail of your sleeping face
Raian Kure
• "Sleep is for the weak"
• You have to coax him into bed with neck kisses galore and praise. Man is a sucker for praise
• Metal Band T-shirt and trunks are his usual attire. Loves it when you wear his shirts to sleep, too
• Is the big spoon
• His big vieny arms wrapped around you as you softly massage them. That's basically heaven to him.
• Tucks you into his side if he's not spooning, cranes his head to rest on yours.
• Commands you to go to sleep before he does.
• He feels extra vulnerable with you in his arms and wants to make sure you are alright.
• Anyone walks in while you and him are trying to sleep, consider them good as dead.
• Without waking you up, he'll gently pull you in to kiss the top of your head before he falls into a deep slumber.
• Good luck trying to wake him up.
Gaolang Wongsawat
• Is usually the one telling you to go to bed.
• Drags you away from whatever you're doing despite your whines and protests.
• Wears a nice silk robe when he's finishing up nightly duties before taking it off. Then it's a tanktop and some baggy pants.
• Strips the tanktop off if it gets too hot.
• Some nights he falls right asleep, others he stays up reading until he can.
• Before he even thinks about closing his eyes, he whispers an 'I love you' and kisses either your forehead, cheek, or lips.
• Sleeps on his back
• It's basically muscle memory if you snuggle into his side, his arm immediately wraps around you.
• Soft snores, not loud enough to wake you, but just enough to giggle at.
• Bed head in the morning is a sight to behold, especially if the person with the bed head is the Thai God of War
Yoroizuka Saw Paing
• SLEEP! HELL YEAAAHHHH
• You have to tell him to calm down because he won't be able to sleep if he's too excited for his next fight
• You've gotten used to him sleeping naked at this point, sometimes he'll just sleep in his usual shorts, or if you're luck, boxers
• He's tried to convince you from time to time to sleep naked, and sometimes it's worked... but you're usually the clothed one.
• a HEAT MACHINE I TELL YA. Sometimes it gets too much and you just throw off the blanket you share altogether.
• Snores sometimes, have a pair of earplugs on the nightstand just incase.
• As soon as you think he won't go to sleep, he does
• Looks like a dork while doing so
• He usually ends up halfway off of the bed in the weirdest pose ever.
Kanoh Agito
• Takes sleep very seriously
• Has a whole nighttime routine actually, he's incorporated you into it as well, consider yourself honored.
• Wears a satin button-up and boxers
• Smells amazing when he climbs into bed because he showers right before.
• The bed quite literally sinks because of his size and weight, so you obviously know which side is yours and which side is his.
• Needs you to talk to him in order for him to go to sleep. He used to stay wide awake until his body did a manual shut off. But then you came, and it's like music to his ears to hear you talk in a sweet, sleepy voice. Which soothes him right to sleep
• Asks you to hum some songs to ease his nerves.
• Yeah, he's a huge teddy bear.
• Didn't know what a goodnight kiss was until you did it. It's apart of his routine now to get a goodnight kiss, even though he didn't ask for one.
• Depending on the mood he's in, a goodnight kiss can be a peck on the forehead, or a passionate kiss on the lips. You can gauge between the 2.
• If he ends up on top of you in the morning, do not attempt to push him off. It will NOT work
Wakatsuki Takeshi
• He's a middle aged man, sleep is like vacation to him at this point.
• Won't drag you to bed with him, but makes it a good point to give you a reason to.
• "Come on sweetheart, I know you're tired"
• T-shirt and pajama pants for his usual attire. He looks damn good in them too.
• HUGE Cuddlebug. Literally, he's 6'4 (193 cm) and weighs 3x then what he should because of his sheer muscle density.
• Tell him if he's crushing you when he's resting ontop, he usually makes sure he doesn't though.
• When he looks up at you while resting his head in the middle of your chest makes your stomach do backflips. The best puppy dog eyes you've ever seen in your life.
• Seeing his usually furrowed and hardened gaze soften makes your heart sinnngggggg
• Softly running your nails over his back, scratching his muscles ever-so-slightly just makes his body untense. He's like puddy in your arms
• You could never worry about monsters under the bed when you've got him.
• Both of you fall asleep in unison. No questions asked
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bakiuwu · 1 month
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AINT NO FUCKING WAY
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I hope it just both group of characters having silly fun with eachother
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himbo-in-limbo · 10 months
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Ohma and Raian try the new Grimaceshake!
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kedsss · 4 months
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Tokito Ohma 🤜🤛
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bokutosbiceps · 4 months
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‘tis the season | kengan ashura
gaolang wongsawat/kanoh agito/kure raian/tokita ohma x gn!reader | fluff | ~1k words
warnings: some suggestive/18+ themes but nothing explicit + obviously cursing bc rai is involved my piece of shit man
a/n: welcome to my xmas special for the kengan boys !! as usual, i chose to write for my fav men. it was sooo hard to decide wtf raian would do because he would refuse to do any of these activities but i think what i chose fits him p well LOL.also I’M SORRY OHMA’S IS SO SHORT BUT I THINK IT’S CUTE, m’kay, so pls enjoy 🎄
18+ MDNI | under the cut for length
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gaolang wongsawat finds going to the christmas market with you to be the perfect way to spend his evening. the first stop that you two will make, which is a must, is the coffee stall. he’ll pay for both of your coffees and tip the stall attendant just a little bit extra since he’s feeling the holiday spirit. then he’ll tuck his hands into his pockets and you’ll thread your arm through his and thus begins your journey through the stalls.
gaolang holds you close as you trudge through the market, appreciating all of the pretty stalls decorated with lights and tinsel. you two will stop at every single food stall, and gaolang insists on sharing all of his food with you. he thinks it’s cute the way that your smile reaches your eyes and scrunches your nose when you bite into something that’s hot and tasty.
otherwise, it’s mostly silent, save for the quiet murmur of the crowd around you and your excited comments at anything cute your eyes may land on. gaolang is silently taking note of these things, because he will be coming back to the market without you to buy you each and every one of whatever you showed any interest in. 
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kanoh agito is a man of many, many talents, including chopping down the christmas tree for your shared abode. you and kanoh make the long drive up to the mountains to pick out your tree, and you stand back and let your eyes rake over you man while he swings his axe against the poor tree of your choosing.
he sheds his coat and his long sleeve, leaving him only in a tank top to allow for full range of motion, spits into his hands, and grabs the axe like his life depends on it. agito, all rippling muscles, swings the blade of the axe against the tree like a pro, using his hips to add extra power into his swing until the tree is hanging on by a mere, woody thread.
“were you a lumberjack in a past life, babe?” you joke as you watch him tie the tree down to the hood of your car with twine.
“lumber…jack?” agito doesn’t stop what he’s doing but he throws a questioning glance over his shoulder at you. you giggle, remembering that this towering hunk of man still has much to learn about the world around him. you walk up to his side and give the twine a good tug to ensure that it’s secure before turning around and leaning your back against your car.
“don’t worry about it. you were just chopping down this tree like such an expert, i thought maybe you’d done this in a past life.” you watch as agito shrugs his layers of clothing back on and comes back over to you, leaning on the car next to you.
“i’m surprised you noticed my axe technique since you were too busy ogling me.” agito smirks at you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pressing you into his side. you gasp in fake embarrassment.
“i don’t know how i’m supposed to resist! you took off your coat on purpose!” you tease.
agito just chuckles and leans down to place a kiss to the top of your head, whatever you say, doll.  
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kure raian’s least favorite thing about moving back into kure village is the fact that he is required to decorate the house with christmas lights. erioh gets on his ass, starting in september, to remind him that he must decorate his villa to keep the village looking nice and uniform for the holidays.
“the fuck do i care about uniformity and niceties? we’re fucking assassins, not little ass elves.” raian grumbles as he untangles the string of lights. he continues to mutter and and whine while he fights with the cord and you’re watching in pure delight as you lay out the corny, tacky decorations you bought for the front yard.
raian brings the ladder down from the garage wall with one arm, his muscle flexing and relaxing as he brings it to the spot under the peak of the roof. 
“get over here and hold the ladder for me.”
“can i get a please?” you raise your eyebrows at him, knowing full well you’re in dangerous territory as it is.
“i ask my bitch to do something for me and i get lip?” raian huffs a laugh, throwing his head back in an exaggerated manner. “just get over here before i lose my shit.” 
you laugh and obey your husband, dutifully holding the ladder steady while he quickly and cleanly hangs the lights on the edge of the roof. you’re surprised at how efficiently raian works, and how it actually doesn’t look like shit when he’s finished.
“i’m proud of you, rai.” you smile at him and press a quick kiss to his lips when he comes down from the ladder. despite the annoyed frown on his lips, he’s quick to snake his arms around the small of your back as he looks up at the roof, seemingly proud of his work. he nods in satisfaction before turning back to you.
“now, why don’t we go back inside and you can show me just how proud you are, hm?” raian’s hand drifts down the small of your back till it reaches the top of your butt. you just shake your head and smack his hand away. 
“we’ve still got the yard to decorate, stud.”
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tokita ohma is okay with the holidays, because the holidays mean it’s gonna get cold, and the cold means you’re gonna turn on the fireplace, and turning on the fireplace means he will be napping by the fireplace. ohma really only finds it comfortable enough when you’re with him, though, so he’ll wait for whenever you’re not busy to pull you onto the carpet in front of the fireplace.
he wraps his body around you, tucking your head underneath his chin and bringing his knees up behind yours to effectively keep you trapped. lastly, he wraps his arms tightly around your waist and pulls you backwards until you’re flush against his firm chest.  he lets out a deep and content sigh, and you can imagine that his lips are curled upward into a soft smile as he closes his eyes.
“don’t leave, ‘kay?” he mutters before letting out another sigh. you chuckle softly at his request, wondering how on earth you’d ever even be able to escape the strong embrace of your lover. but it’s not like you’d want to anyways.
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taglist: @ohmaswife | @kamesama | @thebigevilsamp | @itbitesback | @aloelotustea | @hoe4rairai | @himbo-in-limbo
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aughhay · 5 months
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ohma didn’t really care about the free bed of yours to sleep on tonight. but hey, he heard it’s good manners to gift something back.
nsfw warning!
“mn, oh—mn.. ngh..”
your hands kept clutching deep in the sheets, not any help to your body violently rocking to the bed’s creaky rhythm. ohma wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon, he just wanted to show you how grateful he could be, really! the feeling of your tight, gushing, pretty pink walls just keep pulling him in. his muscular body shadowed over yours, facing your back as he took you from behind with his arms caging your head. you just couldn’t keep control of your self, his manly cock fucking you dumb for the first time as you spew your moans into a pillow.
you wish you could see his face, but you’re just too busy trying not to cum so soon. his grunts and groans will have to do.
“hah.. hah.. hunn..”
you can hear his mighty huffs and puffs as he sits back. the only thing audible are your whimpers when his well-endowed cock slips out of your slick hole. the headboard stops beating on the wall only for a second before his hands are on you, flipping you over on your stomach.
he’s touching you where ever, any place. your soft chest, those cute tits he can’t get enough of just keep being squeezed and groped. he’s just too in love with them, so in love that he forgets everything until he hears your whines and whimpers.
“ohmaaa. back in.. put yr’cock back in..”
“hm?”
“n—need you back inside..”
“…louder.”
first time he ever asked for something in that tone, actually, he wasn’t asking, he was telling you. telling you to be louder so he can see that the woman in front of him really needed him, really needed his body. he needed to see the proof. to see why he should be so thankful.
“shit— fu-fuck m’again ohma.. pleasee don’t tease m’like this.. need that cum..”
you were getting so desperate at this point, so needy for his dick. his cock-head sliding against your folds, giving your sweet hole gooey kisses with his tip. your hips grinding and moving, trying any method to get him back inside. and ohma is just watching, watching the girl that gave him a place to sleep tonight writhe and whine for his cock on that same bed.
but ohma doesn’t have that much of a good patience, he breaks as he finally pushes back inside you with a groan. back to that quick pace inside you with the headboard punching the wall and his cock throbbing again and again inside. you can tell he’s close to climax.
“nghn—.. where?”
“h-huh?”
“where do you want me t’cum?”
“i—inside m’pussy.. pl—please.”
even if ohma didn’t believe a higher power, he thanked them that he wouldn’t have to pull from your warm canal as he continued to pound you. ohma wasn’t the wittiest, but he could tell you were close too. the way you flicked and caressed that pretty clit of yours to your liking, your moans shooting towards him with every vibration.
“ohmaa..”
“‘m gonna cum.. ngnh!— cumming!”
you can tell that cry of his name sent him over the edge, his seed flooding you with a howl as you squirmed. you were now filled with ohma. his breaths heavy as he panted from above. staring into your seemingly hazy eyes.
“..thanks— gnh..”
not the right time for words, but the way your pussy flutters around his cock, he’ll take that as an ‘you’re welcome’.
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tropicreme · 7 months
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kengan doodle dump/reupload in honor of s3 hitting Netflix
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itbitesback · 4 months
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hot mouth
summary: what happens when ohma gives you some loving after eating spicy food?
fandom: kengan ashura
pairing: tokita ohma x f!reader
content and warnings: light smut, f!receiving oral, mild injury, cursing, cohabitation
author note: no idea what i was thinking with this idea 😭 this was also supposed to be written in a more lighthearted and comedic tone but it turned out kinda serious? anyway, this is one of the first kengan fics i ever wrote and i decided to finally post it. feedback is appreciated!
word count: 1,341
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sigh. what to read now? you ran your fingers over your expansive bookcase, trying to decide what book to sink into next. it was your day off from work and you had just finished a good novel; not in the mood to do anything else but read, you were trying to decide on another, but none of the dozens of books in front of you looked particularly appealing. it was your never ending dilemma that you bought books constantly but could hardly ever make yourself read what you bought. you groaned in frustration, looking even more intently at your unread book collection.
you were looking so intently, in fact, that you didn't even hear the key in the doorknob, or the steady feet on the floor padding in your direction. the soft chuckle that your lover let out behind you when he saw you so focused on your books was also lost on you. you nearly jumped out of your skin when you suddenly felt big arms wrap gently around you.
"AHH- oh, ohma? you scared me babe, god" you said, trying to get your racing heartbeat to calm down. he had just come home from training with rihito. at once, the scent of his masculine smell greeted you. his skin, his hair, and the dried sweat clinging to his body.
you held back a groan. you found his natural scent to be sexy, and he knew it. it's exactly why he held back from immediately showering after training when he was around you. this time, he wanted to use his scent to his advantage, but you weren't yet aware of that.
"back home from training, did you eat yet ohma?" you asked. he grunted in assent. a shiver of excitement went through you; with how he was still wrapped around you, you heard his deep voice right in your ear and felt the vibration in his chest against your back.
ohma, ever observant, took notice of your excitement and smiled to himself. he made his move. he subtly inhaled your scent, rubbing his nose into your skin and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck while shifting his arms tighter around your middle.
soft kisses were planted on your jugular and you shivered to feel his teeth gently grazing your skin. ah, so he was horny. very quickly into your relationship with ohma you had learned the small differences between his simple affection and his lust. nuzzling and hugs were commonplace between you, and his only goal therein was to show his love and feel yours in return; when teeth and kisses were involved, however…
unexpectedly, he lifted his head from your neck. you almost groaned at the loss of contact. "what are ya doing?" he questioned, referring to your presence in front of the bookshelf. "did you finish that other book?"
"i did, yeah!" you answered although he confused you, did he want to have sex or not? you went on about your book anyway, "it was really good but now i can't figure out what to read next."
"ah," he sounded his understanding as you eagerly began telling him about how the novel ended. he genuinely liked hearing you talk about your interests and he would listen to you go on about them forever, but the literary arts and reading itself was lost on him so he could contribute nothing to conversations about it.
you trailed off when there was nothing more to talk about. there was a silence and tension between you two and you once again became aware of his intoxicating scent, his strong body pressed against yours. whilst you were talking he had shifted his head to rest his chin on your head.
you squirmed under his hold, impatient. "ohma," you mumbled, "give me more."
he chuckled. so then, you wanted exactly what he did.
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a few minutes later ohma had you pressed up against the wall, naked from the waist down, moaning softly, and hopelessly wet. ohma kneeled under you and was eagerly licking at your cunt; he had begun by rubbing his face against your entire mound, gathering your wetness and the scent of your arousal all over his face. one leg was slung over his shoulder and he gently held you open with his fingers, licking and mouthing all over. he avoided your clit for now, teasing you. you heard him groan every now and then at the taste of you.
your head was thrown back against the wall and one hand was buried in his seaweed hair and the other was on his shoulder, trying to steady yourself in case you fell over (though he would catch you). soft panting moans filled ohma ears.
you were lost to the sensations. his tongue and mouth felt so good. though it kind of felt different than usual, what with the burning sensation—
—burning? why was it burning?
the pain steadily escalated and you abruptly shoved ohma away, starting to pant in fear and pain. your pussy was BURNING! you started frantically flapping your hands and kicking your feet, utterly confused and uncomfortable. what the hell was happening?
ohma could only stare at you in bewilderment from his kneeling position on the floor. “y/n? whats the matter?”
you stared back at him, still squirming with discomfort, then it finally hit you. “ohma,” you started cautiously, “what did you eat before you came home?”
“i had spicy noodles but i don’t see what- ah. shit.” his eyes widened. the terrible realization was apparent on his face.
“you damn idiot! why would you eat spicy food and then come eat me out! it fucking HURTS!”
the burning was getting worse and you didn’t know what to do. you tugged back on your shorts that ohma had discarded earlier and began pacing back and forth in the room in agitation. your breathing was frantic and you couldn’t calm down enough to figure what to do. it was all you could do to not start running around the house like a chicken with its head cut off.
ohma abruptly stood up and hurried out of the room, but you hardly noticed. he then came back; he was the only one sane enough in that moment to find a solution to your problem.
he caught you by the hips mid-pacing and once more kneeled in front of you. “y/n, calm down,” he insisted. “stay still. i’m going to help you.”
you looked down to see him with a wet washcloth in hand; he eased your legs apart and put your hands on his shoulders to steady you. gently but firmly, he pressed the cloth to the open juncture between your legs.
you flinched at the temperature of the cold water, but slowly you felt soothed and the pain eased. with deliberate movements ohma shifted his hand to make sure the cloth could reach every part of your mound. the act itself was achingly intimate.
as you finally calmed down and your body became lax, you looked down at ohma and his face staring back at you reflected the same emotions you felt: embarrassment, bewilderment, but still relief.
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now you were laid up in your shared bed with ohma, trying to come down from the chaos of earlier. you were huddled up in the covers while your boyfriend sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you.
“i’m sorry, y/n,” he said quietly to you. the usual unshakeable tokita ohma was unsettled by this incident and the fact that he was so careless and caused you such pain. his brows were deeply furrowed; he looked away from you, still ashamed.
you sighed and sat up, resting a comforting hand on his cheek. “listen, lets just put this behind us okay? besides, i have something more important to talk to you about.”
ohma looked at you again, brow raised.
“did i taste better than those noodles?”
his eyebrows shot up in shock. then his face cracked into a rare smile, and you two laughed together.
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tagging: @aneenasevla @ohmaswife @hoe4rairai @kengan-daddies @juliusreinholdswig @milkkicoffee @bokutosbiceps
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milkkicoffee · 5 months
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brb going crazy over ohma in the latest chapter
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bonus:
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his HAND?!?!?! the things i want to say . ohhhh. OhhHHh my god
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kengan-daddies · 7 months
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Morning Pleasures Ohma Tokita
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18+ MDNI
Anime - Kengan Ashura
Character - Ohma Tokita
Relationship status - Complicated
Warning - No prep, slight somnophilia
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You laid there, comfortable against Ohma's warm body, your head rested on his arm while his other arm rested on your waist, you gave a small hum in content as a small smile stretched across your face. The blanket laid bunched up at the bottom of the bed, the warmth of your bodies enough to keep you both warm.
You felt Ohma's hand slip down slowly until he slips his fingers in between your warm, soft thighs. You giggle softly at the feeling as you move your thighs apart for his hand to slip in further, his fingers grazing your clit making you squirm slightly, he leaned forward some, his hair tickling your cheek. He pulled his hand from between your thighs, as he went and pulled down your panties instead.
Ohma never have been the type for foreplay, he always just get straight to the point, and the same seems to be the same here too. His hand pulls your panties down and off your legs, you didn't have to do much, aside for just letting him adjust your body to his liking. You didn't feel like moving, sleep still clouding your mind, making your body heavy. He pulls one of your legs over his, making your legs gap. He didn't care to even pull down his own boxers, simply just pulling his harden cock through the slit of his boxers.
He gave himself a few lazy pumps before he guides the head the tip towards your entrance, he slowly eases in. He sighs while you hiss in pain. You weren't exactly wet, but you also weren't dry either. He wasn't too quick, and you were grateful for that too, he usually just plunges in and just take what he wants like an animal, but today he was more... humanized.
He pushes in slowly, until he was bottom out. He groaned as he tightens his hold on your waist, the muscles in his arms twitches slightly under your head. Your pussy twitching to the stretch as you slowly got used to his familiar size, it didn't take long before he pulls out slowly, you whine as he did, pressing your face into his arm as your hand fisted into the sheets.
He plants one of his feet on the bed as he thrusts back in slightly faster, your teeth found his skin as you bit down, your cunt fluttering as slick slowly began to build up, stimulated from his slow thrusts. Ohma wasn't the most emotional guy, nor was he the most caring, but he was sweet, he was kind, and he loved, but it was all silent and distance. His slow thrusts, his firm but gentle hold on your hip, the way he allowed you to bite his arm, the way his hand plays in your hair. It was all little, but it was loud.
Your sweet moans gradually grew louder as your cunt built up a proper amount of slick, a frosty colored ring forming at the base of his cock, the sound of skin clapping grew louder, the bed began squeaking as his thrusts began gaining speed and strength, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix, making your eyes flutter close as they roll back. You nails replacing your teeth as they dug into his arm. He grunts as he feels your pussy began to pulsate deliciously around him, his grip on your hip tightening, his fingers digging into your skin leaving small little bruises.
Your hand crept down, your fingers rolling over your clit quickly, the edge of release that you were on poured over. Your head threw back into his shoulder as you gave a silent moan. He grunts at the feeling of your cunt spasming. He growls as his thrusts became sloppy and uneven as he tried to keep the same pace, your pussy squeezing and gushing just right around his cock. His grunting grew louder, his thrusts grew faster, his head threw back and his hips stilled as he pushed all the way into you.
You gave a small whine at the feeling of his seed spilling into you so deeply, the twitching of his cock making your toes twitch. His grip slowly loosened as he relaxed with a deep sigh as he lay on his back, you sigh as his limp cock slips out, your mixture spilling over your thigh. You both lay there in silence, huffing and covered in sweat, as the sound of light snoring took the place of labored breathing. The both of you slipping back into dreamland.
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rotdistressxox · 18 days
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Kengan Men: What turns them on?
!Nsfw! 18+! Afab bodyparts mentioned
Ohma Tokita
• Calling him a good boy. Doesn't matter if you say it teasingly or seductively. It will hit the right nerve in him
• Watching you walk up the steps while he's behind you. Likes seeing how your hips and ass move from side to side.
• Pulling his hair, especially while he eats you out. Roughly tugging at it while arching your back as he sucks on your clit.
• Wearing his clothes. It's like eyecandy to see how his shirts fall on every curve on your body. Will fuck you senseless if he finds out you're not wearing anything else but his shirt.
• Seeing you a bit more dominant also gets him riled up. Bonus points if you're a fighter, seeing you beating the shit out of someone gets him instantly hard.
• Squeezing and admiring his muscles, he knows what his body does to you. Purposefully flexes his abs while ramming his cock into you so you can see and tighten around him.
Lihito / Ichiro Nakata
• The basics. Lingerie, dirty talk, seeing you in any tight and revealing clothing.
• Flirty texts and nudes.
• When you bend over in a skirt. Has to lean to the side a little to see how far it rode up before smacking your ass.
• Degredation. Yes I'm serious, but not the extreme types.
• "You're my little fuck toy, you know that? My good little fuck toy" "Y-yes, I'm your good little fuck toy" he replies as you grind on his dick relentlessly.
• Seeing you wear lipstick, knowing damn well it's gonna end up all over his body at the end of the day.
• Looking up at him while you suck him off. That's why he looks away from you during blow jobs otherwise he's just gonna burst.
• Telling him to fuck you. Whether it's commanding him or begging him, his pants are coming off. When you moan "faster" or "harder" He goes insane and swears under his breath as he nears his peak.
Raian Kure
• Praise. Praise. Praise. Whisper how good he is at fighting or how sexy he looked while doing and it sends him over the edge.
• Being rough with him. It seems like he'd be the one manhandling you, for the most part it is. But scratching his back, biting him, and gripping any part of his body tightly awakes a primal urge in Raian. Mostly because he likes to keep memoirs of how good he fucks you.
• Suffocate him with your thighs. No light squeezes, make sure you're actually suffocating him with them while he's sticking his tongue down your pussy.
• Begging. No matter the context, it will always make his head go crazy seeing you pleading for him to fuck you, or to buy you ice cream.
• Chokers where they have spikes on them or a ring. He wants to get you one with his name on it. For bedroom purposes...
• Whimpering or when you moan into a pillow. You look sound so cute and helpless and it makes him wanna growl.
• When you gag on his dick. Further more reason to shove it down your throat.
Gaolang Wongsawat
• When you wear silk or satiny robes with some of you chest exposed. You look like a Renaissance painting to him if you sit in a robe in the evening infront of a window
• The after-shower look. Your hair is wet, your skin is dewy, and you're wrapped in a towel. Scolds himself for not joining you, but is also glad to see you walk out like that.
• Romantic atmospheres. Candles, lights down low, rainy nights. Anywhere he can truly cherish you and your body.
• Seeing you tremble and hold back your moans from pleasure. Will try his best to make you moan louder though.
• Squirming underneath him as his fingers curl inside you.
• Moaning his name into his ear, something about it just makes his mind fog with the dirty things he wants to do to you.
• Seeing his bulge in your stomach while he slowly thrusts in and out of you. Tries to not look to much because it will make him cum almost instantly.
Saw Paing Yoroizuka
• Flashing him. A nipple, a bit of underwear, your ass, he will get flustered and try to hide his hard on.
• Shoulder kisses and hickiessss
• Words of encouragement. Like "You're doing so well, just a little longer" and "Yes, right there- Please"
• On a similar note, telling him how good he's making you feel. Commenting about how you're gonna cum on his fingers or his cock.
• Giving him a hand job as you look into his eyes. Kissing his lips as his knees weaken and he groans uncontrollably. Thrusting into your hand as hes desperate to climax. Everytime
• When your eyes roll over in euphoria as he snaps in and out of you repeatedly. The sight of you is enough to drive him into craziness and break the bed.
• Watching as your hands desperately grab the sheets or his arms because of the amount of pleasure you're experiencing
Kanoh Agito
• You wearing sheer tights, leggings, or nothing at all on your legs. He isn't that horny / needy all the time. But when he gets you at the right moment, he's on his knees kissing up your foot to the back of you calve.
• Neck kisses. Your lips fluttering up and down his neck as he tilts his head to the side. Closing his eyes and he sharply exhales.
• Body worship. Fight me. I will die on this hill.
• Watching your body's every reaction to his touch. His hands sliding from your waist down to your thighs.
• Your face as it winces in pain as you struggle to take his length after a while.
• Hearing you moan is like music to his ears. Him slowly rolling his hips in and out of you so you feel every inch of him.
• Your body when it moves in sync with his. Finally feeling one with you again as it reacts positively to every single movement.
Wakatsuki Takeshi
• Feeling you pressed against him. Like hugs and cuddles, sometimes he'll get a boner but won't tell you unless you notice
• Strip teasing. It takes every ounce of willpower not to rip your clothes off of you, but he likes it.
• Riding his thigh, holding onto his shoulders as he presses you harder into him. Loves how needy you get as you grind faster, riding out your climax.
• Holding you on his shoulders, against the wall, while he eats you out. Your palms pressing against the ceiling as he sucks on your folds and nibbles your inner thighs.
• Playing with your breasts/chest as his fingers mercilessly rub your clit in circles.
• When your thighs shake as he inserts himself. He knows he needs to take it easy because of his strength, but one of these days he hopes you let him be a little rougher.
• He likes to press his thumbs into your stomach while gripping your hips and bouncing you on his cock. Feeling the slight bulge of himself moving before cumming inside of you.
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eden-evergreen · 10 months
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Your boyfriend walks in on you while showering
eren jaeger (aot) + ohma tokita (ka).
synopsis -> mini drabbles, with a whole lotta fluff <3. established relationships; eren’s story set in a modern domestic setting
warning -> mention and description of constipation in ohma’s story, nothing vulgar — just a heads up to not dent your appetite if you’re consuming food. it wasn’t meant to be as unhinged as it was, but i think it would’ve happened between him and his s/o at least once T_T
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Eren
It was when he heard the whoosh of the shower and assumed you were going to take a while in there… as you always do… and he needed to use the toilet.
Slightly premeditated? Perhaps… but he couldn’t afford to wait 20 minutes and you decided to take a shower after you washed the dishes together… just as you warned him. He also wanted to see you naked, because it felt like forever since he last all of you… its only been two days.
You remained focused on yourself as he snuck through the door caressing your skin and humming a sweet tune… he was incredibly silent against the background noise of the shower.
You turn around to reach for the soap when a foggy big figure appeared in you peripheral.
“AHHH”, you snatched the glass shower screen open and peaked your head out, “Eren, you almost gave me a heart attack?! Can you let me know when you’re gonna come in please??”
“Sorry love”, he says as he flushes the toilet and washes his hands, “you look good, mind if I get a better view?”. He licks his lips as he eyes you up and down. If his eyes where a representative of his stomach it would be growling right now, you looked delicious and he was starving.
“Hmph, fine… but lets keep it PG okay?”.
He rips his t-shirt over his head “Yeah, of course”, the swiftness of his response was not very convincing. But then again, its hard to keep it PG when he looks as good as he does.
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Ohma is has a colossal appetite. Appropriately so, it takes a lot to maintain his broad physique and fuel his extreme training programme. As he’s off training the majority of the day, you’d sometimes make his dinner after work. He’d rather you not do it, especially since he comes back so late causing you to go bed much later than you should’ve. Plus its a lot to make at once… a family pot’s worth of food will only last about a 2 dinners with him.
Tonight you decided it was worth it as it was a weekend so you could afford the later night’s sleep — and hopefully some extra time with him. You made a hearty portion of mixed meat skewers — his favourite.
Ohma was very grateful for the meal, kissing your forehead before digging into the feast. You save some aside for yourself, eating alongside him in a comfortable silence. He continued to eat his meal as you finished yours and made your way into the shower. You assume Ohma’s going to join you when he’s done so you could wash his back.
Instead he barges into the toilet damn near breaking the door! He sits on the toilet seat letting a huge one rip he groans soon after.
“OH COME ON OHMA!!!”, you whaled, quickly grabbing your towel and escorting yourself out the bathroom.
“Too… much… protein —”, he groans continuing to defecate with the door open.
That poor man. You love Ohma, you really do… but his proteins sh*ts are none your business. Its given with how much of it he consumes on a daily basis, you’ve had a couple of blockages of your toilet before but he was careful enough to make sure you weren’t exposed to it. Until now… he was clearly suffering.
You swung the door shut behind him as he buried his head in his lap, groaning at the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. You put on some slippers before going downstairs, checking if he’s washed his dish(es). You come to find all the meat… two days worth is g o n e.
After an hour he seemed to have stabilised. He took a shower before joining you on the sofa with his head in your lap, cheek smooshed against your pillowy thighs.
You caressed his black locks brushing them out of his eyes, “you shouldn’t have eaten the 3 trays of meat Ohma”.
“I know, but it tasted so good…. And your cooking is much better than mine”. He winced in pain, closing his eyes in an attempt to mask the pain, “your ass looked sexy in the shower by the way”. He smirked before wincing in pain once more burying his face in to your lap. You scoffed at his comment:
‘Men are such simple beings’.
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gojocumdumpster · 1 month
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THE ICONIC DUO IS COMING‼️ (i think..)
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rdbrainz · 10 months
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bokutosbiceps · 10 months
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don't overthink it
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tokita ohma x gn!reader | fluff | 1.3k words
prompt: ohma + “since when do you blush around me?”
warnings: some suggestive/18+ themes but nothing explicit
a/n: the more i write for ohms the more i fucking love him 🥺 it’s so pathetic. ALSO, AGAIN, OHMS IS NOT A TYPO. IT’S MY CUTE NICKNAME FOR HIM THAT NO ONE CAN TAKE AWAY FROM ME. also i’m p sure i made this gn, but please let me know if there are any gender specific identifiers so I can fix that 😉
18+ MINORS DNI
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You scrunched your nose at a tickling sensation that woke you up. Willing your eyes to creak open, you squinted at the bright afternoon sunlight flooding into your window. Not really bothering to find out the source of the tickling, you made an effort to turn around in bed but a sturdy hold on your waist forbade you from doing this. You figured you had just wrapped yourself too tight in your blankets again and made a pushing movement to whatever was around your waist.
The feeling of your fingertips coming into contact with skin made you jolt from your stupor and you fully opened your eyes to see a mess of wavy, brown hair just below you. You knew exactly who this unruly head of hair belonged to. Looking down, you saw Ohma holding on to you tightly, his face nestled in your bosom. You felt your face heat up at the intimacy of the situation and wondered when you ever got this close. Then you remembered.
You had been invited by Ohma to come watch the Kengan tournament, and weeks of watching him train and watching him win matches had ensued, and you were always there after the matches to keep him company. You were one of the few people that Ohma could stand for more than a few minutes; he liked your personality and he liked your face. He really couldn’t complain. But he especially liked how you doted on him after his matches, always worrying over his bruises and scrapes or gaping in awe at his strength despite his injuries.
The events of last night flooded back to you as your brain sprinted to catch up with your thoughts. Ohma had showed up to your hotel room at two in the morning, completely unannounced. You quickly allowed him inside after seeing an unusual look on his face. You had only seen him like this once, and that was after meeting Setsuna for the first time after many years. He looked like he could’ve killed a god in that moment.
After an hour of him silently laying on his back, staring at the ceiling, you coaxed him into speaking. He started to talk about his childhood, his past. You were worried, he was not a sentimental person. You asked him about the future, since it seemed like he was specifically avoiding that topic.
“I don’t think about the future much.” Ohma blinked at the ceiling before turning his gaze to you.
“How can you say that? You’re always thinking about your next meal.” You teased, reaching over to flick him from where you sat cross legged on the bed with him.
“True.” He sat up and propped himself on his elbows still looking at you. “Thinking about the future is pointless, though. I don’t know what will happen and thinking about it won’t change anything.” His gaze was unusually soft.
“Ohms, what’s going on with you? You’re scaring me.” You scooted closer to him and placed your hand on his knee, almost pleading with him. “We’re friends. You can talk to me about anything.”
With speed that only Ohma could muster, he grabbed your hand from his knee and used it to pull you forward into his lap, keeping his eyes trained on yours. Before you could ask what he was doing, he moved your hand to the back of his neck and you gripped it, allowing Ohma to pull you to his lips.
He kissed you roughly, but with a slow sensuality that seemed almost like he was savoring it, drinking in every second. He laid back down on the bed, pulling you on top of him and continuing to move his lips with yours.
You placed your hands on his chest and pressed, effectively pulling your lips from his, only a thin string of saliva connecting you.
“What are you doing?” You panted, somewhat shocked that Ohma had just crossed that bridge with you but also somewhat pleasantly surprised.
“Kissing you.” Ohma smirked up at you, letting his head rest back on the bed, your face still in his large hands.
“Why?”
“Because I’ve been wanting to do it for a long time.” Ohma traced your lips with his thumb, still looking up at you. “Do you want to stop?”
“No.” You muttered, and before you knew it, your head was dipping back down to connect your lips again. Ohma rolled over so that you were under him and separated his lips from yours to pull off his shirt before making quick work of yours.
You and Ohma had crossed the bridge that you never dreamed that you would cross, but you had always hoped you would. And you didn’t know it, but he had been hoping, too.
And now, here he was, cuddled up to you and snoozing peacefully.
You felt your eyelids begin to feel heavy once again and cast aside all of your frantic thoughts to welcome a short nap. You would deal with this later.
Two hours later, you woke up to an empty bed. You assumed you must have been dreaming about the romp you had shared with Ohma last night, or that you woke up in his arms, and turned over on your back to stare at the ceiling. You thought back to how nice it felt to be held by him, kissed by him, touched by him…
Once again, you were jolted from your thoughts by the bathroom door opening and shutting, producing a very naked Ohma.
You sat up quickly, blushing deeply once you realized this was real and you were also very naked, and gathered the sheets to cover your chest.
“Since when do you blush around me?” Ohma cocked an eyebrow as he approached you, standing next to the bed. You averted your eyes from his body, trying your hardest not to stare.
“Since you came in here last night and fucked me?”
“Was it that surprising to you?”
“Yes! I thought we were just friends! You never seemed interested in me, or anyone, for that matter!”
Ohma let out a dry laugh. “You didn’t know I was into you?”
“No, Ohma, I didn’t!”
“Well, now you know.”
Silence ensued for a couple of seconds, both of you wondering how this would continue. You were the first to speak up.
“So, what are we?”
Ohma frowned.
“Labels are stupid, you know? Isn’t it enough to know that I love you?”
Your mind was thrown into a frenzy. He loved you? You had barely ever seen emotions come from this man, but here he was, telling you he loved you?
“Ohma…love? What do you mean by love? As in, like, a friend or a girlfriend, because, we just had sex and—” Ohma shut you up with a kiss and a sigh, a small smile playing on his lips as they met yours. He held your face by your chin once he pulled away. You relaxed a little bit.
“You remember when you asked me what I think about the future?”
You nodded slowly.
“I think about you.” Ohma let go of your chin and gazed down at you. You tried extremely hard to avoid looking at his tanned and toned body before you, since the guy had just confessed to you, but you found yourself really struggling. He spoke again, snapping you out of your lustful daze. “Does that answer your question?”
You thought about it. Ohma was the type of man to mean what he said and say what he meant. If he was telling you he loved you, it must have been because he truly meant it. You stood up and placed your hands on either side of his face, watching your thumbs as they lightly skimmed over his cheekbones. You felt him staring at you as you took your time admiring his features, likely awaiting your response. You placed a chaste kiss to his lips.
“Yes.”
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gabi-theladylover · 9 months
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More stupid Kengan stuff that I did :3
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