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gabseyoo · 2 years

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Watermelon Sugar

pairing: kanto manji!haitani rindou x fem!reader | wc: 1,5k.

warnings: established relationship, kissing, biting, dry humping, fingering, face sitting, hair pulling, cunnilingus, pussy drunk!rindou, aftercare, this is just porn.

You were on top of your boyfriend, kissing him like there was no tomorrow and moving your hips back and forth over his clothed bulge. You grunted when he bit your lip without any mercy, your hands that were stroking his hair pulled at his blond locks with intentions of making him let go your poor mouth, but that didn’t stop him, smirking as he listened to your moans of pain. It wasn’t until you tapped his shoulder that he let you go.

“Fuck you.” You muttered, tasting a little blood.

Rindou laughed before placing a short kiss on your lips and pushing his hips higher to feel your crotch against his again, “Insulting me now, baby?”

He began to leave wet kisses on your neck, shoulders, breasts, roaming his tongue freely across your naked torso. You didn’t respond to his words, you had already moved on, simply enjoying the pleasure his lips brought to your body. His hands went down to the edge of your underwear and you helped him get rid of the last piece of fabric by lifting your body a little so he could throw them somewhere in the room.

Now, with you completely naked, his hand traveled down the middle of your legs to slide a finger between your wet folds, he bit his lip and smiled at how wet you already were after having been kissing and rubbing each other for the last fifteen minutes.

He slipped two fingers in easily, grunting when you dug your manicured nails into his shoulders. You nestled your head on his neck while he moved his fingers as deep as he could.

“Rindou—” A moan interrupted your words as he withdrew his fingers to focus on your clit. “Fuck me, please.”

“I’ll fuck you, don’t worry about it, baby.” He kissed your temple before continuing, “After we do something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.”

Rindou didn’t wait for you to ask what he wanted to do, he just laid down on the mattress with his head resting on the pillow and grabbed you by the hips to settled you on his worked abdomen before he spoke, “Sit on my face.”

You were impressed by his request, even though the idea was tempting, you didn’t know why it made you feel a little embarrassed.

“C’mon.” He insisted, pushing you forward with his hands.

“You sure?”

“I’ve never been so sure about doin’ anything in my life.” You looked at him with eyes full of love at his encouraging words— until he spoke again, “Well, this comes after when I bought that expensive DJ setup, but yeah hun, I’m really sure.”

You rolled your eyes and gave him a soft smack on the shoulder, “Why I’m not surprised?”

He chuckled, stroking your thighs with obvious excitement.

“C’mon, put that pretty pussy on your boyfriend’s pretty face.”

You moved your body until your knees stopped below his armpits, hesitating.

“What if I’m too heavy?” You asked, now it was his turn to roll his eyes.

“You’re not.” He affirmed while slipping his arms under your legs to pull you closer to his face.

“But what if I am?”

“Then, for me better.” Now he was completely facing your pussy and licked his lips at the sight. “Lower your hips, baby.”

You did as he said, lowering your hips until you felt his breath and his nose lightly brushing your sensitive area.

“Hey you.” You heard him say before he gave a peck on your clit.

You didn’t expect him to be devouring you from the first moment, his tongue immediately working on your throbbing clit. With a loud groan —which you were almost sure his brother in the other room could hear— you threw your head back, your hands instinctively went to his scalp. Rindou could always make you a mess with just his tongue, but this new position certainly gave a plus.

But you weren’t the only one who was experiencing new sensations. Eating you out was one of Rindou’s favorite activities, but just like you, having his girlfriend sitting right on his face like if it was her fucking throne had him reaching the highest levels of arousal, it felt like at any moment he would cum in his underwear. Blame all the foreplay, blame his kinks or blame his girlfriend for being so fucking hot; he was on cloud nine.

You leaned back a little, resting your hands on his abdomen and he had the need to put his hands on your breasts and squeeze them while changing the movements of his tongue, the sudden change making you shiver.

“Fuck.” You moaned under your breath. “Just like that.”

You let yourself be carried away by your body’s desires when you started to move your hips a little, and that only turned him on more. His hands moved down from your breasts to your hips to encourage you to ride his tongue, to use him as you pleased.

You were hesitant at first, but his next words shifted something inside you,

“Just fucking use me.”

It was as if a sex goddess possessed you. With one hand resting on his abdomen and the other on his head you began to move your hips more fervently while he left his tongue to your pleasure.

Rindou couldn’t help it when he started stroking himself over his underwear, and he surprised himself when only a minute later he ended up coming in his damn boxers, moaning loudly against your cunt and a wet spot leaving him in evidence, but he didn’t care, his goal now was to make you cum.

You stopped your movements when you felt your orgasm near, leaning forward and resting your arms on the headboard. You took the opportunity to look at him, his eyes were closed and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, being completely focused on your pleasure while his dominant hand ran over your thigh to part your folds, the slurping sounds were so lewd, but he was savoring the juices, your taste was one in which he always got drunk too fast.

“Rindou— wait.” You mumbled as you felt your orgasm approaching, your legs were starting to shake and even in your state of lust, you didn’t want to crush your boyfriend’s head. But if you thought he didn’t want you to come undone like this, you were wrong.

“Cum on my face, I know you want.” He said with a raspy voice. “Do it for me.”

Using the strength of his arms he spread your legs apart, his biceps flexing each time he forced against you to prevent you from crushing his head or pulling away. At this point you were with your eyes completely closed while moaning loudly, if Ran hadn’t heard you before he certainly would now. Your grip on the headboard intensified until your knuckles turned white and Rindou couldn’t wait to see you all messed up.

You brought a hand to your mouth trying to hold back the sounds —doing a horrible job at it—, the other went to meet your boyfriend’s blond and blue locks, tugging at it, not knowing if you wanted to hold him closer to you or push him away.

When he sucked your clit in that particular way, moving his tongue in that particular way, it was the moment when you reached the peak of your climax.

You opened your mouth in a gasp, moving your hips a little to extend the pleasure as long as possible, nor did Rindou stop until you dropped completely on his chest.

You both remained silent just listening as each tried to regulate your breathing for a few moments. The younger Haitani was a little tired, because of course, giving oral sex for so long was a challenge, but one that he was more than happy to accept as many times as necessary just for his girlfriend. She deserves it.

The lower half of his face was full of your fluids so you passed him a handkerchief that you took from his nightstand and he quickly wiped it off. Not even doing it right.

He moved to the side of the bed to give you room to lie down next to him, both of you staring at the ceiling after such a mind-blowing experience.

“When did you cum?” You asked after seeing the wet spot on his boxers. Your boyfriend chuckled, shaking his head.

“I don’t even fucking know.” He joked as he stretched his arm to the nightstand to put his glasses back on. “I knew it’d feel amazing. We should do this at least once a week.” You couldn't contain your laughter and lightly smacked his shoulder in response.

“You’re crazy.”

“Don’t play innocent, I don't remember the last time you came that hard, baby.” He said with a smile as he slipped his arms around your waist and then he spoke into your ear, “I still feel your taste in my throat.”

His words earned him a nudge from you on his chest before you set out to get some rest before taking a shower. But just a minute later you heard three knocks on the door, Rindou grunted before shouting from the bed an annoyed “What?!” and then you heard Ran’s voice.

“Well, now that the lovebirds have finished their love ritual— Can you give me my jacket? I’m running late.”

#𐀔 — mar wrote this.#— thirsts #— tr #rindou haitani #rindou x reader #tr rindou #tr x reader #haitani x reader #tokyo revengers oneshot #tokyo revengers smut #rindou smut #tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers

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goldengirliez · 8 days

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oml, please help me, I can't stop thinking about giving head to Manila Mikey.

Idea from this drabble! ☆

02:53 pm

We all know how Mikey is, deep inside that apathetic shell of his, his empty heart and dull eyes, he's aching uncontrollably to feel anything aside from that void that consumes his senseless.

He gets so overwhelmed that he often forgets to eat, shower, and take care of himself with basic actions.

But he has you. His beloved, his light in the darkness, his anchor during the storm that keeps him grounded.

Even on days when intrusive thoughts caress his skin alluringly, you're there to keep them away from your man, you're there and keep him alive.

Just like today.

It's a hot, clammy day: no matter how many windows you may want to open, the air won't just come in to cool down your dripping skin, the oppressive weather creeps through your lungs and violates them, taking away the oxygen you need way too soon.

You're hot, you are bored and you're tired of waiting for your boyfriend to get out of the shower so you can get it all for yourself.

Your bare feet tap softly against the floor, quickly moving towards the bathroom where you left your beloved around thirty minutes ago, ready to scold him for taking so long.

You put your hand on the golden, rusty doorknob and turn it silently. Pushing the wooden panel open with a small "creak" sound, the humidity of the post-shower air invades your senses, inserting in between the fabric of your soft garments and dampening your skin even so slightly.

Your eyes immediately fall on the figure in front of you, seated on the glossy, black stool next to the sink.

Mikey's head is dropped low, his wet liquorice hair is covering his pale, porcelain skin: his onyx eyes are slightly visible to you and they are surely lost in nothingness. He's sitting still, not moving a muscle as if he didn't even notice you enter before.

You're not going to scold that poor angel for a fucking shower: you're going to scold yourself for not taking it with him. He often gets lost in thoughts and that's not a good sign at all.

"'jiro, what's wrong?"

You carefully step closer to him, crouching down to his level and cradling his fluffy cheeks in your hands: slowly blinking his eyes, as if was slowly waking up from a peaceful dream, he looks up at you desperately.

"Please, make them shut the fuck up".

Often the best way to silence your thoughts is to focus on something louder than the voices inside your head.

That's what Mikey needs right now.

Usually, he would let you suck him off to your heart's content but that's not what he needs right now: he needs to feel loved, cared about and seen. He needs to know he's there with you and not anywhere else lost in his mind.

You can feel the hardness of the cold tiles underneath your knees as you kneel in front of him, which is in contrast with the hotness of that cute, pinkish mushroom head of his shaft and the smoothness of his skin in your palm.

Manjiro's eyes are focused on you, just like you asked him to: they are completely blown out, his angelic face has a cherry red hue on his cheeks, and his lips are slightly puffy due to his constant biting in them.

When your tongue gently wraps around the tip and sucks on it harshly, squeezing with your hand the base of his dick (just how he likes it) his onyx irises roll in the back of his skull and his hand goes straight to his mouth, muffling with a hum one of his pretty moans.

Just when you take him deeper, your ears are blessed with his unfiltered voice, a desperate call of your name: you can feel his hardness make its way down your throat gradually, and the salty taste of his pre on your taste buds makes you salivate.

Just when his cock touches the back of your throat your eyes water and not because of the burning sensation or the ache of your jaw but because of his goddamn pretty face.

Manjiro's wet liquorice hair is sticking to his damp forehead due to the water of the shower he took; onyx orbs are staring deeply into your soul, flickering up and down your face not knowing where to focus; sweat is dripping down his defined jaw and sliding on his bobbing adam apple every time he gulps; his black undershirt is sticking to his string chest; his tattooed neck is stretched to the side as he can barely keep his head up due to how good you're making him feel.

He's a masterpiece and he's all yours.

"Baby... Y-You're taking it so fucking deep– oh fuck!"

It wouldn't take long for you to bob your head according to his liking when his calloused hand touches your cheek and smoothly runs up through your hair, gripping it slightly so it won't cover your eyes.

The burn in your throat might be becoming unbearable but having your man scream your name endlessly is what keeps you up: his whole attention is on you, you're the only one he's thinking about, you're the only one he's feeling.

You can feel him throb against the walls of your mouth, his veins pulsating underneath your skilled tongue: you take him out with a slurping sound and begin to fist his cock, squeezing the tip and gripping the base, fiddling with his balls, wanting to coo at him as a last push. Your sugar-coated sweet-nothings are the most sincere as you look into his eyes with heart-shaped ones almost: good boy, I love you, baby, this is all for you.

After a dark time that day, he's finally seeing stars.

Mikey's orbs shine with the tears that roll down his burning cheeks, his voice is desperate and whiny, unable to keep up with the pace you're setting just for him.

Wet, squelching sounds that echo through his ears along with your praises are like a melody and when his hand comes on top of yours as you keep on moving it fast, you know you've done the trick.

"Ah– oh, shit! B-baby, I- I'm- I- please".

As you kiss lovingly his inner thigh which is decorated with every shade of red because of the blooming love marks you gave him, he feels a shock of electricity run down his spine.

As a blissed cry of your name booms out of his chest, his eyes scrunch shut and his head gets thrown back, you're already there to put your mouth on his throbbing tip and keep his love seed into your mouth, safe and sound.

He takes a while to calm down, but when he does he doesn't hesitate to get you on his lap and hug you close, whispering with a heavy breath how much he loves you, how grateful he is for having you by his side and an endless string of thank you.

You're both dripping in sweat, fuming due to the heated act you had so the sudden thin, delicate breeze that comes in from the bathroom door makes you sigh contently.

Manjiro's the one to speak first "I guess we need to shower again", he chuckles... His genuine laugh makes your lips curl into a fond smile as you take his hand in yours and kiss his knuckles gently.

"I'll do it with you so I'll keep the bad thoughts away this time".

He loved the sound of that.

I'm experimenting with new kinds of writing so I don't know how I feel about this drabble: it was simply living in my head rent-free–

I hope you enjoyed reading this drabble!

English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes!

Sending y'all hugs. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

©GOLDENGIRLIEZ do not repost or modify on any platform.

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eroticdarling · 4 months

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Hear me out. This man fucking you in the missionary position with this smile on his face, looking down at you while you take his cock and get showered with praise

"Look at yourself taking me like the perfect girl you are." He would praise you after putting you in doggy style while making you face the full-body mirror with the same plastered on his face.

He can't get enough of how pretty you look as his eyes are focused on you and how you're makeup is running from the tears in your eyes indicating that he's doing the job right.

#.𖥔 ݁ ˖˚ ꜱʜᴀɴᴛɪ ꜱʟᴜᴛᴛʏ ᴛʜʀɪꜱᴛꜱ ☽˚｡⋆#anime smut #anime headcanons #anime writing blog #smut writing #tokyo rev smut #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers x female reader #ran haitani x reader #ran haitani x you #ran haitani smut #ran haitani #ran haitani scenarios #ran smut #ran haitani thirsts

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Kazutora Fucking You in a Bathroom

Nothing mattered to Kaz, not the party going on just outside the door, not the fact that the said door was still unlocked, not the fact that you could barely stand on your shaky legs, the only thing that mattered was the way your cunt reacted to his cock pushing in and out. "Come on, come on, don't give up on me now, I'm just getting started here! Keep up, or I swear to god I'm opening this door and showing everyone what a slut you are."

"Can't do that, Kaz..." You know there was no used to talking to him when he was pussydrunk like this. You knew that all it would get you was Kaz taking a fistful of your hair and pushing your face against the door, his hips making your ass jiggle with every thrust, making it sting with delicious pain that throbbed and coiled in the pit of your stomach.

"Can't? Pretty bold of you to tell me what I can and can't do. Just cause you got my cock drooling for you doesn't mean you can talk back to me." He laughed, the dark sound muffled by the song blasting outside, "You're lucky I'm the only one who knows you're like this, if the other guys knew... fuck... you'd be everyone's whore. You don't want that do you? You only want my cock!"

"Only... you... no other." You whimpered as you felt your orgasm coming fast.

Kaz felt it too, the spasming of your walls around his throbbing girth, "Good girl, good fucking girl, you know who is the best for you. Otherwise... might get messy for the other guys. You're mine and they should know that. You're gonna walk out of here, panties keeping my cum in here, you get it?" You nodded, unable to give him a full word reply but it was all he needed to creampie your pussyhole again, not done for the night but done for now. He wants you responsive after all.

#tokyo revengers smut #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #kazutora hanemiya smut #kazutora smut #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora #kazutora hanemiya x reader #kazutora hanemiya x you #kazutora x reader #kazutora x you #tokrev x reader #tokrev x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #kazutora hanemiya thirsts #tokyo rev x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers thirsts

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 7 months

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Ok future Taiju in his suit was very good too

#i already know there's gonna be thirst posts over this one #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #taiju shiba #tokyo revengers spoilers

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dlscenarios · 1 year

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Sitting on His Face - Manila!Mikey

MDNI

Im crying & im horknee. Take this.

Cw: literally just AFAB oral sex

-> It’s his idea. ALWAYS is.

-> & he just looks so hot laying on his back, bigass grin, his short black fanned out on the pillow.

-> Hooks his arms over your thighs while his tongue reaches just far enough inside of you.

-> He places so many kisses on your kitty.

-> Looks up at you with love in his eyes. He always thinks you look like a goddess when you’re on top of him.

-> Will casually eat you out. Like he’s content with just eating you out & not doing anything else the entire day.

-> His eyes are GLUED to your expression. He doesn’t wanna look anywhere else.

#tokrev #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #sano manjiro x reader #manjiro smut #manjiro headcanons #manjiro x you #manjiro sano #sano manjiro smut #sano mikey manjiro #manila mikey #headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers thirsts

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the-grimm-writer · 1 year

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Yandere! Hanma who beats up your boyfriend and looks at you with a grin on his face, telling you how you deserve so much better and should leave him for him.

Yandere! Hanma who is somehow always where you are and plays it off as a coincidence if you call him out on it, and crashes every date you go on with your boyfriend, always trying to pick a fight with him just because he likes how you get in the middle and beg him not to beat him up again (of course he still does, he just likes how adorable you look when you're desperate <3).

Yandere! Hanma who gifts you with luxurious jewelry and inappropriate things like lingerie, and warns you how he's gonna punish you once you're finally his whenever you throw them out.

Yandere! Hanma who gets tired of waiting for you and finally corners you, telling you that you're going to break up with that shitty "boyfriend" of yours because he wants to show the world who you really belong to or else he'll kill him and anyone who stands in the way between you.

Yandere! Hanma who overstimulates you until you cry, laughing as tears stream down your face, mocking that your ex must have never made you feel any pleasure if you can't handle going a couple of rounds with him <3

#grimm thirsts #the way hanma lives rent free in my head #tw fighting #tw manipulation #tw blackmail #tw dubcon #yandere hanma #yandere shuji #yandere hanma shuji #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tr x reader #yandere tr #hanma x reader #shuji x reader #yandere tokyo revengers x reader

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kisakis-boyfriend · 3 months

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imagine threesome w bonten!sanzu and bonten!manjiro (not in a ship way ion fw that ship but if you do then go for it).

gun kink would go crazy 😧😧

PLEASE this has my mind running wild with thoughts 🥴

Oh, to have your boss/superiors on their knees completely at your mercy. Both of them get off to being ordered around so forcibly, a slave to your every command. Mikey nearly cums when you yank him around by his hair and shove the gun in his face. Sanzu can't stop the moan that escapes when you hold him by the back of his neck and force him to look you in the eye while you rub the gun on his dick

Maybe, while you're railing Sanzu, you make him suck Mikey off. Press the gun against the back of his head to keep Mikey's dick deep in Sanzu's throat. Perhaps you'll make them fight over who earns the privilege of deepthroating your gun? Sanzu is so torn, because he wants to be your little dollie with a gun fucking his pretty mouth, but he also wants Mikey to get that same pleasure too 😓

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nymphiria · 2 years

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ROOM FOR THREE!

ఌ ៸ feat: SANZU — TOKYO REVENGERS (ft mikey)

ఌ ៸ cw: sharing, consensual cheating, cuckholding-ish, mikey likes sanzu’s girl, blind loyalty, some angst

SYNOPSIS: mikey wants a taste of sanzu’s girl, and who is your precious haruchiyo to refuse him?

a/n: short blurb from my brain (may continue at a later time)

who is a servant to deny their king what he desires the most?

sanzu believed that true loyalty came with a hefty price — one that he was willing and eager to pay. there was nothing in the world that he could possibly deny the man he worshipped like a god. if mikey asked him to jump into oncoming traffic, he would only ask how fast he wanted him to go.

perhaps that’s why he was so quick to offer you up to him like a gift.

as mikey’s hands trailed further and further across your body, the more sanzu felt relieved that he chose you as his girl. you — his sweet and compliant princess who immediately accepted his request to let mikey join you in bed. with each kiss that he pressed to your neck, your moans only grew more desperate and whiny. your poor, trembling legs were wrapped around his waist as best as they could without completely giving out.

“your girl is pretty” were his words to his loyal dog. he needn’t utter one more syllable before sanzu was offering to let mikey have you for as long as he wanted. sure, the sight of you being pleasured by another man stung him a lot more than he’d ever admit, but since it was his boss he tried to push it down by telling himself it was okay. it’s only mikey, what’s the worst that could happen?

sanzu stood still in the corner of the room as if he was petrified and couldn’t move towards the bed. his gaze was stuck on your body squirming under his king — your back arching with each thrust he gave into your clenching cunt. it was … mesmerizing. mikey was more gentle than sanzu thought he could ever be capable of. he wholly expected him to push you face first on the bed and fuck his frustrations out on you, but it was quite the opposite. each time his long cock sheathed itself in you, his thumb stroked your cheek in a comforting way. the light kisses he placed along your neck were almost … loving, in a way. if sanzu wasn’t your boyfriend, you two would look like you were dating — maybe even married.

he didn’t want to dwell on that thought for longer than necessary.

you never liked when sanzu was gentle with you, never. you preferred for him to use you like a toy then cuddle you later, so it was confusing to see you so lost in pleasure at mikey’s treatment. and yet, he was still somewhat happy that his boss was enjoying himself to this extent. sanzu’s never seen him this soft before — as he rested on top of you, he almost looked completely relaxed. if letting him use your body was the key to making mikey happy, then it would most definitely become part of his routine.

he’ll just have to learn to ignore the sight of mikey’s cum dripping out of your fucked out cunt.

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notiddygxthgf · 8 months

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Hiii , I hope you're doing well~<3

This is a thirst because it's eating me up inside that I have no one to talk to about tr🥲

I was thinking about which of the guys would have their partners 😽 as their wallpaper

And I know with my heart and coochie that Hanma is on the list.

Also , Pretty thing has me on a hook🙏 Rindou Haitani supremacy 💅♥️

Much love from Puerto Rico !❤️‍🔥🇵🇷

a/n: omg thank you for all of your support lovebug! sending u even more love TO puerto rico from (and this wont surprise you) the east coast! I'm glad you love pretty thing as much as I do omg, its such a fun little story to write! definitely a much needed break after pouring my heart into party monster LMFAOAOO.

please please please send more thirsts my way!! I'm trying something new!!! I hope u enjoy it pookie bear!!!

CW!! smut under the cut

There was a reason he had a well-thought password on his phone. One might assume it was due to the nature of his job, and while that may have been partially true, it wasn't his only motivation for keeping things on lockdown. He had your coochie set as his wallpaper -- a little reminder of what he was working so hard for, of what he would be coming home soon. It never failed to ease the tension away from his tired shoulders. Even after a difficult job, even as he typed on his phone with freshly bloodied knuckles, the sight brought a smile to his face. There you were, plush thighs parted for him, garters tight over your skin, fresh hickies placed strategically over your otherwise perfectly unblemished skin. Looking as breathtaking as always.

The way your sheer pink-lace panties clung to your heat should have been considered a crime (and then, again, what was he if not a criminally indulgent man?) His mouth would water just looking at the damp fabric, soaked through with your arousal, leaving nothing to the imagination. He could almost taste you on his tongue.

Always, always, within a matter of minutes, he would find himself looking for your contact. It would ring, click, and then your voice would come through -- pretty, muffled, tantalizing.

He would grin as he uttered back to you, "Miss you, baby. Can I come by?"

And that grin on his face would only grow wider when he heard you say, "Yes, please."

HANMA, Mikey, Ran, WAKASA, Baji, Draken, Shinichiro, Taiju, INUI, Kokonoi, Mitsuya(ish), IZANA, Kakucho, Rindou.

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angelatsumu · 2 years

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yours | k. nahoya [nsfw]

in which nahoya’s gonna have you the moment he sees you.

warnings: MINORS DNI, size kink, forced orgasms, corruption kink, near-syncope, dacryphilia, a little bit of soft!nahoya, sub space, hair pulling, use of toys, copious amounts of jealousy, nahoya is desperate, dubcon just in case, mentions of 'puppycunt' and puppy reader <3, insanely long (5.9k)

heavily inspired by this fic written by @ickyhrtz [nicknames, pining, docile reader, a menacing nahoya] !! go check it out <33

mitsuya always had you glued to his hip, his silly little puppy friend. the gang members he hung around knew you too well, knowing your doting personality and sweet little demeanor. you were like family to mitsuya, and soon you became family to many of them. they were all a little sweet on how cute and innocent you seemed, so smart but such a sarcastic little airhead sometimes. you never laughed at anything or made any comments without looking at mitsuya first; it was like he warned you about his members. the one you knew almost nothing of was nahoya. you knew he was the smilier of the twins, and you knew that souya was his brother, but you weren’t sure about anything else. nahoya was intriguing to you with his ginger locks and intoxicating smile, but the way he looked at you always intimidated you. he looked like you were his prey, like he could swallow you whole if he wanted to. you wanted him to, but takashi warned you that he never played nice with girls’ hearts. you weren’t in the business of giving it up for free, and your girlish fantasies extended far beyond screwing him for the night. so, you ran from him any chance you got, tucking into takashi whenever there was an outing of all your friends.

now at the dive bar down the road from takashi’s studio was no different. takashi had a successful fashion week in Milan, and to celebrate he went to the same dive bar he’d been bringing you and his friends to since he was legal. he makes his rounds mingling with people, posing for photos, and taking shots. of course, you’re always by his side with those cute puppy dog eyes and sweet little smile. mitsuya did you well tonight, nahoya thinks. he appreciates the view of your perky little breasts in that sweet tube top. he chides himself for letting his eyes linger on the swell of your thighs around the hem of that mini skirt; takashi knows what he’s doing, nahoya thinks to himself, sipping his beer before abandoning his post along the wall. he makes his way over to where you were all gathered, around the pool table with mikey, draken, takashi, and souya. you’re giggling at something snarky souya said, and mikey scolds him for having such a “smart ass mouth” around you. souya gives you a knowing look, and the beam of your smile lets him know that you don’t mind him. “’s okay mikey, sousou is just being a little silly. i like ‘im like that,” you grin sweetly, leaning into mikey a little as a little nudge. you’re so sweet, so taken into the conversation that you forget how high the hem of your skirt is, and mitsuya notices, but before he can act, nahoya’s already right there. when you come out of conversation, you stand upright only to have your back flush against nahoya’s chest. you immediately gasp, body instinctively jumping aside to move out of his way. he peers down at you with lidded eyes, that characteristic grin tugging at his soft lips. he licks his lips as he smiles down at you, eyes slowly raking over your form. “s-sorry kawata,” you whimper softly, stepping into the embrace of mitsuya as you shield yourself from nahoya’s scrutinizing gaze. nahoya fakes a frown, eyes scanning between mitsuya and your own pretty ones before he chuckles, shaking his head as he turns to walk away from the group. he’s lost in the crowd before you can blink, and you curse yourself for the throbbing in your heat.

nahoya’s not much better than you, right now. his cock’s semi-hard with just the brief scent and feel of you. you smell like a cloud of vanilla and strawberries, and your little frame felt so right against his it made him sick. how come mitsuya’s always hoggin’ ya? he thinks it’s unfair to keep such a pretty thing glued to his hip and not make her his. though, he is thankful that takashi hasn’t secured your heart just yet because he’d feel awful stealing you from him. nahoya’s never been disappointed in his efforts to woo a woman, but he prides himself on never crossing the line with his friends. you, though? you were the exception to the rule, and he knew that when he first laid eyes on your cute little face. he’d be lying if he said he only wanted to fuck you. he wanted to be seen by you like his gang members were. you were so gentle, so unafraid to be vulnerable with them, and they were allowed to feel the softness of your skin and the warmth of your touch. nahoya selfishly wanted that, and he wanted to make you his. he never felt this sort of conviction before, and naturally, his response was to fuck you into oblivion and give you no choice. with his dick imprinted on the grooves of your mind, how could you deny him? exactly.

“’m gonna go to the bathroom, ‘kashi” you hummed against the fat of his arm, and takashi nodded without disrupting his conversation with mikey. mikey beams at you as you sheepishly excused yourself to go touch up your makeup. immediately after exiting the bathroom, you find yourself between nahoya and the cool wall behind you. you gasp softly, and nahoya’s nose crinkles a little as a tell of his resolve wearing thin. he needs to take his time with you, but every inch of him wants to force his cock down your throat. “h-hey kawa-” ‘why do ya hate me so much pretty?” he cuts you off, leaning down to whisper in your ear. the music’s loud, yes, but the closeness to nahoya feels almost unwarranted. you’re trapped beneath him, feeling small under his gaze as he whispers sweetly in your ear. your skin’s hot, body trembling in place in anticipation. “ya scared of me, huh? scared of nahoya?” you shake your head ‘no’ slowly, and he relishes in the way your soft curls brush against his cheek with each turn of your head. he sighs, his hot breath fanning over your neck. “feels like it. everywhere i go, you’re glued to takashi. i said ‘s fine, she’s quiet, but then…then you start calling people nicknames ‘n i’m the only one without a nickname, pretty girl. so damn pretty but so damn mean,” nahoya teases as he places a gentle peck just below your ear. you freeze, hands gripping the sides of your thighs as your eyes widen at his boldness. your breathing falters, and you’re weak in the knees with the condescending tone the object of your desperation has. nahoya grins, against your skin, and he realizes he’s got you. “’m not mean~” you whine shakily, and nahoya moves a hand to grip your waist. he smooths his hand over the plush, warm skin he finds there, and he chuckles slyly in your ear. “then why don’t ya call me by my name baby? why’re ya shutting me out, hm? ya scared of me or sumn?” you huff sweetly, so sweet it has Nahoya taking in a shaky breath against the tender skin of your neck. he’s gonna fuck the shit outta you.

just when Nahoya was about to snake his hand along the insides of your thighs, takashi’s calling your name. “daddy’s calling,”nahoya teases against the warmth of your neck, and you bully yourself out of his grasp before shuffling off into the crowd. when you make it to takashi, you’re panting a little. his eyes fix on the heave of your chest and the blush along your cheeks, and a smile creeps onto his pretty features. “you drunk aren’t ya pretty?” takashi teases, and draken and mikey laugh at your scrunched nose in response. you huff and stomp your foot playfully at takashi, and he rolls his eyes before bringing you to lean against the pool table with him. “aye, someone tell smiley to bring his ass over here,” mikey grins sweetly at you before making a trickshot on the pool table. “souya, tell your brother I want him to watch me whoop you in pool,” Mikey teases angry, and angry frowns at him before rolling his eyes playfully. takashi whispers in your ear that you should go retrieve nahoya, and you immediately agree before shuffling away.

you’re lost in the crowd of people in the crowded bar, head spinning as you search frantically to find the golden-toned ginger. just when you’re on the verge of tears from the overwhelming sea of people, you feel a familiar warmth behind you. nahoya leans down to whisper softly in your ear, “heard you were lookin’ for me, pretty”. you nod slowly, eyes fluttering shut as you relish in the way his hands wrap around your waist to walk you out of the crowd and back to the pool table. mikey and draken whistle as the two of you approach, teasingly making eyes at Nahoya. “found ‘hoya, takashi,” you speak softly, shifting to stand near your friend once more. nahoya’s eyes glaze over at the mention of the nickname, red tip of his cock leaking precum into his pants. he shifts his gaze to you, standing prettily and unfazed by takashi’s side. he feels awful for envisioning fucking your sweet little cunt to the sounds of your mewls of his nickname, but the nickname was your own doing. nahoya bites his lip as he watches you intently, thinking of all the ways he’ll ruin you for being so teasing. “smiley! ya’ even payin’ attention? i just scored on souya twice,” mikey says cheerfully, and he mindlessly nods before averting his gaze back to you.

you can feel the warmth of his attention on you, and it makes your thighs squeeze together in neediness. your panties were drenched with arousal for the handsome ginger, and you were certain that if he were any closer he’d be able to smell you. you whine to yourself, occupying your senses by clinging to takashi more, leaning into him sweetly. takashi hums in response, hand mindlessly meeting your waist as he drunkenly gazed at the pool game in front of him. takashi drunkenly presses a kiss into your warmed cheeks, and he’s met with the coos and cheers of his friends. souya shoots you a surprised look as you bashfully shift in place, eyes avoiding nahoya. you can feel him glaring at you, and your cunt throbs at the thought of nahoya’s jealousy. you pray he isn’t noticing the way you rub your thighs together in search of friction; he does.

nahoya decides he’s done waiting and pining for you, and he steps over to takashi to whisper some goodbyes. “alright, ‘m outta here fuckers. need to go get my dick wet,” he smirks at his drunken friends, and they all scoff and grin at his comment. he high fives draken and mikey before taking his hand and laying it on your hair, scruffling it much like he would do to a puppy. that’s what he thinks you are, a sweet little puppy that needs to be rightfully owned. nahoya, however, doesn’t have the time to keep chasing behind a lost little puppy and her sweet little puppycunt; he’ll let you come to him.

the feeling of being pet was something you hadn’t thought would empty your cute little noggin. your eyes are glazed over, unfocused as nahoya’s presence grows further away. you’re staring off into space, mind following nahoya as he makes it to his range rover. you want to follow him, but you’re wounded by the idea of him going to screw someone else after how handsy he had been here with you. it made you burn all over, reminding you that takashi was right about him. takashi can sense the shift in your demeanor, noticing the way your lashline sparkled with small tears. he leans into you, sighing at the smell of your sweet perfume. “don’t let ‘im get away with fuckin’ another bitch while you’re here all wet for ‘im. go tell him about ‘imself, he needs that,” he slurs meaningfully, eyes crinkling as he gives you a lop-sided smile. you nod, sniffling and bidding the group goodbyes.

outside of the venue is chilly, wind making goosebumps speckle the copious amounts of skin that you chose to show. you curse mitsuya for saying you didn’t need a jacket, and just as you were about to turn on your heels and go inside, you feel a firm grasp on your arm, tugging you along the sidewalk to the parking lot. a gasp leaves your lips before you quickly swallow it, seeing the owner of such a vice grip. nahoya was peering down at you through his curls, grip never loosening as you both make it to his car. before you can protest, he’s opening the passenger seat of his luxurious vehicle and shoving you inside. your door slams before you can get a word out, and nahoya rounds the vehicle. he seats himself in the driver’s seat, and immediately his gaze meets your own. “the fuck is your pro-” ‘watch your mouth, pretty girl. ‘hoya’s not too happy with you right now,” he scolds you with a saccharine grin on his features. you blush, simmering in your seat at your eyes search his features for some form of softness; he only looks more cold than before. you whine, upset with yourself for falling for the soft nahoya you’d seen only an hour or so ago. now, you were met with the cassanova Takashi had warned you about.

nahoya’s steaming. he can’t shake the way he felt when he first cornered you, the smell of you doing nothing to relieve the ache in his pants. seeing takashi kiss your cheek, the very cheek he had nestled himself into, made him wonder what else you’d let takashi do. has he kissed your lips? has those tailored hands grabbed your breasts, lengthy fingers invade your cunt? did you call him sweet names as he fucked your tight heat? nahoya’s chest ached at the thought of your back arched for takashi, lips fixing to whine and whimper his name as you came for him. he needed to be the only one to make you cum for him; no one else in his gang could fuck you as well as he was about to. the fact that you had encased nahoya in your warmth, called him such a sweet nickname, and then let takashi place his lips on you? he was hurting inside as his ego shrank. nahoya didn’t know how else to fix it than to make you jealous, to drive you closer to him.

nahoya whips the vehicle out of the parking lot without much of a word. he’s reeling at the idea of fucking you until you can’t think of anything else besides him. he hopes his cock is enough to make you stay, but he’s also certain that he’ll never leave you alone even if you want to leave. his grip on the steering wheel tightens as he feels your hands ghost over his thigh, inching closer to the tent in his pants that he’s had since he first felt you against him. his eyes remain trained on the road before him, and he keeps that nonchalant, jaded gaze that made you feel small. you’re huffing to yourself, gentle hands palming over his erection as you lean over to suckle on his neck. your little mewls and whines against his supple skin has his cheeks warming, eyes threatening to flutter shut with the caress of your skin. you place a bit more pressure into your palming along his cock, muttering something you knew would make him frustrated—”good boy, nahoya”. nahoya grunts in disbelief at the audacity of you, moving one hand from the steering wheel and rooting it in your hair. the tugs at your roots, prying your face from his neck to force you to look at him. between glances at the road, he gives you a nonverbal warning, eyes narrowed at you in disgust. “you little fuckin’ brat. keep pushin’ my buttons, i’ll giva ya’ what kashi can’t,” he spits at you, and your cunt throbs at the threat.

nahoya arrives home shortly after the encounter, and he’s quick to drag you into his luxe loft. the apartment is cool-toned, and there’s red mood lighting that speckles the entry way and hallway. you admire the way he looks under the red light, ginger locks looking serene. nahoya’s grip on your waist is nearly painful as he shuffles you along to his bedroom. within moments of breaking the threshold, nahoya has you falling backward onto his plush king sized bed. he stands over you, sneering down at how pitiful you look beneath him. he wants this to hurt because he’s so angry at how easily you accepted takashi’s touch after feeling his for the first time. he resents you for avoiding him, and he wants you to suffer for it. he sighs as he slots himself between your legs, hardened cock under the confined of his pants pressing into your skantily clothed cunt. with one roll of his hips you’re panting, eyes looking up into his pitifully. “you’re evil, y’know pretty? paradin’ around with the attention from all the boys, and you always make your way back to takashi, hm? wind me up, call me a cute little name, ‘n then ya let takashi feel you like i do. ‘s like my touch doesn’t even matter,hm?” his words are mean as he ruts his hips against yours, whimpers separating every few words . he’s sensitive but he wants to torture you, to show you feelings that only he can.

you’re whimpering for him to do something, anything to relieve that aching in your cunt. your poor little clit hurts from the amount of teasing nahoya’s doing, rolling his hips against yours just right enough to have your toes curling. he looks beautiful above you, and you can almost see some desperation in his eyes. you’re melting under his gaze, settling into your subspace your body wants nothing more than to submit to him. nahoya can feel the throb of your cunt, a little heartbeat he teases to your dismay. he can tell you’re floating into that savory space he wants you in. “think you can cum like this, pups? think you can cum like this for ‘hoya?” you nod softly, eyes never leaving his as your hips begin to rut up to meet his thrusts. nahoya’s free hand moves to clutch your jaw, forcing it open with a gentle squeeze. he dribbles spit into your awaiting mouth, cock leaking at the sight of you swallowing it without being told. he mumbles a curse under his breath, hips twitching against you as your whimpers grow louder. “hoya ‘m close, please, can i-” you whimper so sweetly, hands tugging at his ginger curls with your eyes threatening to show tears. your lip quivers as you pout so sweetly at him, and he desperately wants to see you cum for him. “asked so nicely, pretty. go ahead—ha~ f-fuck—go on ‘n cum,” he grunts, hips stuttering as your small frame trembles below him. he bites his lip to stifle his moans as he grinds his hard-on against you as you cum down. nahoya pauses his movements to recollect himself, heart skipping beats at the sight of your subby mindstate. he sighs softly as he presses his forehead into yours, smiling sweetly at you as you pant softly under him.

nahoya peels himself from you, and he nearly nuts at the sounds of your protests. he’s fucked you and he hasn’t even gotten his cock wet yet. He shushes you sweetly before grimacing at himself in disgust for how domestic he was being. she’s gonna leave you if you keep being so soft, pussy he thinks to himself, and he not-so-gently forces your mini skirt and drenched panties down your legs. you whimper at the cool air hitting your sweet cunt, legging springing closed as you become insecure of how your pretty cunt looks. “let me see, baby. let ‘hoya see you,” he says with a sweet tone, forcefully prying your legs open to reveal your glistening, puffy little cunt. “what a cute little puppycunt,” he speaks mostly to himself, feeling the throb of your cunt against his fingers as he spreads your puffy lips apart. his eyes darken at the sight of your swollen clit and quivering hole; he’s gonna fuck the shit outta you. nahoya lets out a shaky breath as he peers up at you, appreciating the heave of your chest as you prepare yourself for his tongue. your cunt throbs under his gaze, hole clenching around nothing. nahoya spits on your precious pussy, admiring the way it drips down and pools beneath your hole. “bet this little pussy clenches every time ‘hoya calls you puppy, hm?” he’s proven right as he watches your needy holes squeeze once more, and he thinks he’s in heaven. “bet you can come just from my tongue, puppy,” he grins to himself as you let out a needy whimper. nahoya attaches his lips to your clit, sucking it between his teeth gently enough to elicit needy moans and slight thrashing of your hips against his face. he pulls away from the sensation, appreciating the trail of spit that connects his lips to you. his eyes are hungry as he mills over your act of neediness, carnal desire making you attempt to hump his face. his nose scrunches as he lowers his head to your heat again, thinking of how often you’ve probably humped takashi’s face; he’s jealous and you aren’t even his yet. nahoya drags his tongue up and down your slit, giving a few extra flicks to your clit with each glide. he’s glaring up at you as his tongue invades your tight hole, wet muscle ripping a moan from your chest. nahoya involuntarily ruts his hips into the mattress, taste of you driving him insane. he begins his strategic tongue thrashing as you whimper and whine for more, back arching as you grind your hips up against his face. your slick coats his chin, mouth, and nose with each wanton grind upward, and you’re biting your lip to quiet your needy moans. nahoya’s cheek warm as your hands take purchase in his hair, shoving his face further into your dripping heat. you’re close, chest heaving and eyes beginning to water. nahoya’s nose deliciously brushes against your clit, and you whimper a hoya as your cunt pulses and squeezes around his tongue while you reach your high. nahoya nearly creams at the feel of your squirt coating his face, a quiet moan getting lost in your heat.

nahoya pulls away once he’s certain you’ve come down from your high, but he’s hungry for more of you. nahoya’s quick when he moves to his bedside, grasping a cute mini vibrator that was the calmest shade of lavender. he grins cheekily as he makes his way back to you, settling between your thighs again. he smacks the inside of your thighs harshly, forcing your eyes to jolt open and meet his gaze. “’m not done with you, pretty. ‘m still upset that you let stupid old takashi touch you more than me,” nahoya grins, moving to press the vibe to your swollen, sensitive clit. the feel of it alone has your hips moving away from him, whines and pleas leaving you. “c-can’t, n-not ready,” you whimper, body scooting itself up the bed. nahoya rolls his eyes at your dramatic behavior before gripping your ankle and tugging you harshly down the bed once more. “don’t care, didn’t ask, plus-” he starts as he turns the vibrator on to it’s highest setting. “how else am i ‘posed to remind you this cunt belongs to me,” he finishes with a teasing grin. you whine once more, attempting to move your hips away from the vibe being pressed into your clit. nahoya lowers himself so that he’s eye level with your dripping cunt, and he watches as your tiny hole clenches and tightens around nothing. you’re heated all over, vision blurry and mind drawing blanks with the indescribable pleasure you were feeling. your abdomen was tight as your chest heaved for air, cheeks warming and becoming damp with tears. your hands move to grip your breasts harshly, hips thrashing in an attempt to run from the sensation you were feeling. nahoya spits on your cunny once more before sliding two fingers into your sweet heat, curling them to tease that spongey spot that has your high barreling towards you in seconds. you’re shaking your head, pleading to be let go, but nahoya merely snarls in response. “fuckin’ cum already,” he spits, fingers thrusting faster into your tight cunt, drag of his fingertips along your walls making your hips stutter. “c-can’t!” you cry, tears blurring your vision as nahoya scoffs at you. he’s so mean when he presses the vibe into you harder, sending you over the edge in a loud and pornagraphic moan. your squirt coats the sheets below you as well as some of nahoya’s pretty hair, but nahoya’s fingers don’t cease their ministrations. you whimper and whine, drool spilling from your lips as your hips attempt to move up and away from the overstimulation. you’re overheating, eyes fluttering shut as you feel your body close to breaking. your mind’s empty, unable to form coherent thoughts as you quickly approach another orgasm. nahoya moans softly, hips rutting harshly against the mattress as your cunt squeezes his fingers so tight they barely move inside you. all of your energy is expended as you coat his warmed face with your cum once again. nahoya coaxes you through your orgasm before pulling away, smiling down at you in a way that would have you whimpering—if your eyes were able to stay open.

nahoya delivers a light smack to your face, earning a gasp from your swollen lips. he smiles down at you as your eyes flutter open, and he comments “stay awake for me, pups. gonna give you my cock.” nahoya rids himself of hit bottoms, cock springing free. his dick is pretty with the swollen, leaking red tip and slight curve of his shaft. he’s much bigger than you, and it makes his cock twitch to think about the size difference between you. he’s certain your poor cunt will struggle to take him, and he knows he’ll have to fuck you into submission because of how tight you are. nahoya moves to slot himself between your legs, sensitive tip of his cock brushing against your clit. your legs are slid over his shoulders, and he presses his weight into you, leaving you completely defenseless. slowly he presses his tip past your tight ring, and he curses under his breath at the squeeze. you’re so damn tight and he knows his cock will ruin you for anyone after him. he presses a bit further, hissing on how impossibly tight your cunt squeezes him, pulsating around him as he stretches you beyond comparison. you’re light-headed, chest struggling to get air as he presses another inch of himself into your welcoming walls. your cunt’s heaven to him, so soft and plush around his stiffening cock. nahoya grins down at you as he watches your eyes well up with tears, silent pleas for him to be gentler. he decides against it, pressing even further until he physically can’t press past the tightening of your cunt around him. he grunts, rubbing your clit with his thumb to loosen you up. a hiss involuntarily falls from his lips as you thrash from the oversensitivity of your clit. he smacks the inside of your thigh as he grits down at you, “stop fuckin’ movin’ or i’ll cum.” you blush, hands moving up to press along his tummy to ease the ache. nahoya smacks your hand away, narrowing his eyes at you in warning. “’s too much, too—sniffle—big,” you plea for him to show mercy, but he merely chuckles in response. “’s too much? ‘s that it? poor cunt’s only used to ‘kashi’s cock, huh baby?” he teases with another thrust of his hips. he seats himself entirely inside your impossibly tight cunt, and immediately he collapses on top of you. without a warning or whimper, you cum undone for the nth time.

nahoya lifts himself just enough to steal a glance at your precious afterglow, eyes glinting at your cute features. His heart softens at the flutter of your eyelashes, big doe eyes peering up at him as you whimper softly. “you’re mean, ‘hoya,” you cry, lip wobbling as you whine and pout up at the cheeky grin he holds. he sighs at you, hips beginning to draw back from you before colliding them harshly against you again. “oh yeah?—fuuuuck—hows ‘Hoya mean baby?” he’s teasing and cruel the way he rocks his hips skillfully against you, drawing little whimpers from your pretty, swollen lips. you’re so cute the way you cry and thrash underneath him, head floaty and fuzzy as he fucks your small frame. you use all your little energy to mumble through tears, “c-cuz you said—haah!—you said, said ‘kashi fucks me, ‘n,” you pout, words getting caught in your throat as nahoya picks up speed with his tactful thrusts. He looks down at you like he’s waiting for something, taunting grin making you feel small beneath him.

nahoya’s eyes flicker softly at the way your lips part to speak again, and he offers you a nod to encourage your words. “tell ‘Hoya baby, go on,” he grins, hips fucking deeper into you as you feel your abdomen burning with arousal. the ringing in your ears subsides just enough to allow you to finish your cute little thought. “‘n was mean—hmph—was mean because y-you’re—please ‘hoya—the only one my puppycunt wants,” you manage to babble, eyes squeezing shut as your mind floats further into sub space. Nahoya’s surprised you were able to manage such a coherent little thought, and his cock twitches at the feel of your cunt squeezing him through another wave of orgasm that hits you. he sighs sweetly, a sharp gasp leaving his lips as he leans forward to press your thighs flush against your shoulders “mm, such a sweet little hole for me, huh baby? gonna—ohfuck—gonna let ‘hoya make you cum again, hm? gimme it, know you can,” nahoya whines out, sadistic facade wearing thin as his eyes fall on your reddened cheeks and the way your mouth sweetly falls open with each drag of his leaking tip along your gummy walls. he’s so close, so close to painting your insides and making you his for good.

“can’t ‘hoya! bein’ so mean, ‘s too much” you whimper softly, drool escaping the corners of your lips as you press against his shoulders weakly in an attempt to stop him. he scoffs at you, eyes glazing over in frustration at how disobedient you can be sometimes. he has to keep making you cum, why don’t you get that? Nahoya shifts his weight so that he can wrap his hands around your waist, dragging you back to him and rutting his hips harshly against you. you cry out softly, back arching with each spiteful thrust of his hips. he’s glaring down at you without pity, free hand moving to grip your jaw harshly. he can tell you’re close with the way your cunt pulsates around him, sucking him in so tight he can barely move. “open the fuck up, huh? stop fuckin’ squeezin’ and let me the fuck in again,” he spits at you, light smack to your face making you fall over the edge. “good fuckin’ girl. takashi could never make you feel like this, never. fuckin. forget. It.” his words are punctuated with his painful thrusts, tip brushing against your spongey spot in a way that has your vision going white.

“you’re fucking mine—f-fuck—right baby?” He whines softly as he falls forward, thrusts growing sloppy as he reaches his high. “‘m yours ‘hoya, please, k-kiss me! n-need it,” you whimper softly, barely able to keep your eyes open enough to peer into nahoya’s. his gaze has softened again at how fucked you are, and he crashes his lips into yours for the first time tonight. The kiss is feverish and needy as he fucks his girthy length into you, tip kissing your cervix. his cock twitches at the way your tongue weakly swirls with his, teeth clashing as your back arches in attempt to get closer to your new lover. he swallows you whole as he cums deep within your tight heat, a soft whine leaving his lips and the warmth fans against your mouth.

“n-need one more,” nahoya pleas, hand reaching between the two of you in a rush. his thumb slots over your clit, rubbing in circles that send surges through your entire body. your pretty brown eyes peer up at him, searching for pity only to be met with a softer, more loving gaze from nahoya. his cock twitches at the feeling of your pulsating walls, coming around him one last time as your body gives out. you whimper almost too quiet to hear as your eyes flutter shut. you go limp in nahoya’s embrace, mind blanking as he watches you go faint. he shouldn’t be turned on seeing your passed out form, but he is. still, he grunts before placing a sweet kiss to your forehead.

you awake to an empty bed, and your sweet little subspace crumbles at the loneliness. your eyes prickle with tears as you sit up in nahoya’s bed, whimpering and lip quivering softly. “hoya,” you sniffle softly, clutching the sheets closer to your chest. nahoya comes running into his bed room hurriedly, immediately beelining to you and pulling you into his arms. you sniffle sweetly and his heart melts at how cute you are, and you’re finally his. He speckles your face with kisses, sighing at after each one. “you’re my baby, aren’t ya?” He hums and you nod softly, nuzzling into his neck. nahoya scoops you from the bed, walking you to the bathroom where he’d drawn a bath for you. “such a good puppy for me,” he praises, pecking your forehead softly.

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