#yami sukehiro smut

[lunatic4toji]

nsfw mdni. i’m ovulating.

you’re sitting on the couch beside him, watching your favorite show you always watch together when he comes over. he reaches over to your side and grabs your waist, tickling you harshly and you both know there’ll be bruises later. but you don’t care. you fold into yourself and laugh at him tickling you. “what’s so funny, baby? hm?” he smiles down at you. he moves his hand to your inner thigh and does the same thing there, making you lurch forward, laughing more. “i really don’t understand what’s so funny here.” you grab his face, or try to, before he grabs your hand and pins it to the arm of the couch. you fall down under him as he climbs over you, the tv losing all importance, though you should probably be seeing what’s happening.

your free hand goes to his arm, feeling his biceps and squeezing. he flexes slightly, making your hand fall off onto your stomach. he hasn’t stopped smiling, and neither have you. he leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips. when he leans back up, you follow, wanting more. he smirks and holds the side of your face with his hand that isn’t holding yours down. you naturally lean into his touch, his thumb grazing your lips. you part them, open your mouth, take his thumb inside, and bite down. he gives you a look, the “quit biting me, i tell you this every day” look. you smile with his thumb between your teeth, running your tongue over the bite marks to soothe the pain.

he takes his hand off your face and you frown at the loss of contact, but his hand moves down where you’d like him much more. he looks at you for approval, and you quickly nod. he smiles and moves his fingers under the waistband of your shorts, feeling your wetness through your thin panties and smiling bigger. “all this for me, baby?” you bite your lip, still smiling, and nod slowly, to which he kisses your lips and slowly rubs small circles on your clothed clit. you gasp into his mouth and he chuckles at your response. “like that?” you nod. “more, please.” he smirks and speeds up his movements, making you moan. he stops just as quick, moving your panties to the side and gathering your wetness, rubbing up and down your pussy. “can’t wait to feel this pretty pussy around me, baby. always feels so good.” you nod and try to wriggle your hand out of his grip, and he shakes his head. “i wanna touch you.. please..” he reluctantly lets his hand slip from yours and you immediately reach to grab his shirt off. “hang on, sweet girl. we’ll get to that, i promise. but lemme make you feel good first. ‘kay?” you pout but nod, knowing how good he is with his fingers. he gathers more of your slick and rubs it up to your clit before taking his hand out of your pants. you whine, and he looks at you. “lift your hips up, baby.” you smile and do as you’re told, and he rips your shorts and panties down your legs before getting between them.

you scoot up on the couch so he has more room to lie down between your thighs, kissing them as you both get situated. you stop moving and he immediately dives in, making you let out a small yelp. you feel him smile against your cunt before licking a stripe from bottom to top. you throw your head back in pleasure as he eats you out like a man starved. the sounds he’s making should not be legal. you grip his hair and pull his head up and he looks up at you, the lower half of his face covered in your arousal. you get impossibly wetter at the sight. “please, wanna feel you,” he smiles and gets out from between your thighs and climbs back over you, and you spread your legs further so he can fit. he kisses your neck, and you can smell yourself on him. it’s driving you crazy.

“please. need you now.” he smirks and runs his hands under your shirt, your bra discarded long ago. he kneads your breasts with calloused hands and nips at your neck. you reach down to remove his shirt again, this time he allows it, sitting up and letting you take the fabric over his head. you admire his chest and stomach before he leans back on top of you again, kissing you hungrily. “shit, baby. gonna fuck you, yeah?” you nod rapidly and he smirks down at you. “‘s my girl.” he pulls down his sweatpants and boxers in one swift motion, wasting no time. you notice he’s already as hard as can be, his tip red and leaking precum. it makes you salivate. you spread your legs as far as they can go without falling off the couch, and he lines himself up. “look at me, baby.” he always makes you do this. always makes you look at him when he feels you for the first time.

he pushes in with his eyes locked on yours, you gasping at the stretch and him groaning at your heat. “always so tight f’me, baby.” he dips his head in your neck and kisses it as you lean your forehead on his shoulder and moan. he brings one of his hands to your face and brushes it with his thumb while thrusting antagonizingly slow. “faster..” you manage to squeak out, his thickness stretching you out deliciously. he obliges and speeds up, grunting in the process. he was too much for you, you knew that, but you didn’t know the effect you had on him. he was feeling the same way you were, wanting more. but he knew it’d hurt you, and that’s not even on the list of things he’d want. so he holds back for you, giving you everything you want. at least for today.

as his thrusts get faster like you wanted, they also get sloppier. he’s insanely pussydrunk and the only thing going through his mind is you. your name, how good you feel, how pretty you look. you move one of your hands to his and interlock your fingers. he lays your intertwined hands beside your head and squeezes. you bite your lip to stifle your moans but can’t help but smile at him. he smiles back. “lemme hear you, baby. workin’ hard for it.” your teeth let go of your lip and you moan into his ear as his thrusts get harder, his cock definitely bruising something. he can feel himself getting close, and he doesn’t want to. you feel him throb inside you. he moves his free hand down and toys with your clit, making you moan louder and scratch his shoulder with the hand he isn’t holding.

“fuck, baby.. don’t- ngh- don’t know how much longer i can last..” you’re starting to get close yourself, with his playing with your clit and his moaning. you moan in agreement and he continues with his assault on your clit faster, bringing you so close to the edge very quickly. his pace quickens, another sign he’s close. you squeeze his shoulder, the drag of his cock filling you up perfectly, the feeling of bliss so close. “please- cumming-!” he somehow holds you closer. “yeah, me too, fuck-“ he doesn’t slow his movements on your clit as you cream around his cock, riding it out perfectly. “mhm, good job, baby. felt so good. my turn, yeah?” you give him a mindless, fucked-out nod, and squeeze his hand and shoulder as he spills inside you, the warmth temporarily soothing the pain. he kisses you sloppily, tongues clashing and spit drooling out of the side of your mouth. he pulls out, catching what of his cum falls out on his fingers and pushing it back inside you. “can’t waste anything. right, baby?” he looks at you and smiles. you giggle and nod as he kisses your forehead and lies on your chest, both of you leaving your beloved tv behind and falling asleep, dreaming of each other.

#toji fushiguro smut #gojo satoru smut #geto suguru smut #universal smut #picture whoever you want #miguel o’hara smut #joel miller smut #dean winchester smut #yami sukehiro smut #phil wenneck smut #nanami kento smut #eren jeager smut #eren yeager smut #jean kirschtein smut #jean kirstein smut #tengen uzui smut

[chiwhorei]

꒰ঌ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ Dᴀᴅᴅʏ ໒꒱

╰┈➤ The real best icky!daddy, king of ddlg and master of the orgasm is one Yami Sukehiro i can promise you that.

╰┈➤ Tags: shortform, drabble, size, a dash o’ belly bulge, dummie/puppy/little girl/fuck doll, DDLG, diet-cest (aka not explicitly stated, but the vibes are there) Daddy!Yami Sukehiro x fem!reader

Daddy Yami is carrying you to his bed for a midday nap and sitting you on his cock to keep him warm. You’ll think he’s asleep and try so wriggle free but his big hands are grabbing you harshly by the ass to keep you still.

“Where do you think you’re going, little girl.” He chides with his eyes still closed, smoothing a palm over your hair once you’ve settled back into his chest.

Daddy let’s you take sips of his beer and pulls from his cigarette as long as you don’t inhale. He likes how you look with your cheeks puffed out and the glaze in your eye when you’re trying not to cough.

“Daddy’s girl” is not just a pet name, that is what you ARE. Only Daddy’s girl. Only Daddy’s little fuck doll. Only existing in and for the pleasure of Yami. He loves you too much, he doesn’t need you worrying about having any thoughts other than sucking on his fingers and getting bisected on his fat cock. ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

You get so shy and incoherent when you’re fucked brainless. Daddy loves watching his stupid little cum puppy try to sit on his dick all by yourself, how needy your little pussy is to have Daddy deep enough you can feel it in your lungs.

“Slow down, baby, I know you think you can take it like a big girl, but you always end up cryin’ and tellin’ Daddy it hurts too much.”

Daddy’s right, of course, but in your delirious, fucked dumb state you just can’t help it. You crave the pain, the little bulge in your tummy and the way Daddy presses his big hand into your abdomen so he can feel how fucking deep his cock is.

And Daddy is whipped for you like softened butter, he’s going to fuck your slack body up and down on his cock.

He’s going to fuck an extra load in just because you’re being bratty, you are still his good girl, after all, and you deserve it. ꒰ঌᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ໒꒱

* 𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭ *

❥ ᴄʜɪᴡʜᴏʀᴇɪ.2023©️ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ.

#yami sukehiro smut #yami smut #yami x reader smut #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro x reader smut #captain yami #black clover smut #tw.incest #tw.diet-cest

[dilfl0v3rss]

costume party

yami wasn't one to "dress up". always settling for a loose fit t shirt and some sweatpants when it was time to leave the house. you, on the other hand, loved to dress up. almost never leaving the house in something that didn't make you stand out. the two of you have recently been invited to a christmas costume party, your spontaneous friend julius giving each of you and your friends the task of dressing up as anything you wanted as long as it pertains to the chilly season or the holidays.

"m'not goin" your boyfriend said, his brown eyes looking at his costume with boredom written on his face. you stood in front of him on the couch, an attitude quickly making its way into you as you rested your weight on one leg. "yes you are. i promised julius we would be there since we couldn't make it to his halloween party" a smirk instantly made its way to yami's lips, his mind flashing with memories of that night. he couldn't control the slight twitch in his pants as he traveled deeper and deeper in thought. "i could've made it there, my legs were just fine. and y'know ion do costumes mama" you rolled your eyes at his childish jokes. of course his legs were just fine, he wasn't the one getting folded up and bent over all around the house just for having a simple maid costume on. nevertheless, you had a mission to complete so you didn't dwell on his words.

"kk" you said, quickly deciding to give up on using your words to convince this man. if there was one thing that could have your unexcited boyfriend jumping out of his seat it was you, but not just you in anything. you've began to notice that the less you wore, the harder your boyfriend tried to get you to stay. it was as if he didn't want anyone else to see you and made it his mission to at least give you a good fucking before you left so you'd think of him. you were going to use his love for your body to your advantage. you quietly walked away, letting your boyfriend think you've given up as you made your way to your room to put on your costume.

"alright papa m'just gon go by myself since youn wanna come" you said, as you slowly moved towards the small key bowl by your front door. "alright be safe sweetness, n'text me when you get th-" yami's sentence was cut short, his mouth hung open at the sight of you. your perky breasts sat prettily in your cropped brown sweater as you left little to his imagination by keeping the top buttons undone. your matching miniskirt barely made it over the plump of your ass as you gained about an inch in height with the help of your black suede knee-high boots. you kept your hair simple, putting your twenty-inch tape-ins in a low middle part ponytail as two brown and white ears sat on the top of your head. you looked good enough to eat and that's all that was on yami's mind as he rose from his comfortable spot on the couch. "look so pretty, lemme get a kiss" he mumbled as me moved towards you, his hand already finding a home around your neck as he leaned your lips towards his. before the two of you connected you stopped him with a firm hand on his chest. "no no no, you don't get any of this unless you come wit me"

your boyfriends eyes widened at your statement, the seriousness in your voice letting him know that you weren't playing around. "whatdya mean? papa can't give his girl some kisses fore' she go?" you gave him nothing but a bored expression. the both of you knew he wasn't just trying to give you kisses and you let him know that it wasn't going to happen. your hand swiftly moved towards his, removing it from your neck before grabbing the keys from the bowl. "not unless he hurries up and puts his costume on so we can go"

"tch...i look ridiculous." yami sighed as he approached julius' doorstep, the two of you hand in hand as you walked with a bright smile on your face. "you look fine baby, sexy even." you said, the sight of him making butterflies swarm in your stomach. you always knew just want to buy to have this man looking irresistible. his red and black flannel sat tight on his chest as the top bottom stayed undone, showing the gold chain you gifted him last christmas. his baggy blue jeans sat nicely on his hips and his black timbs made him tower over you even more. you gave his hand a light squeeze, drawing yami's attention to you. he tried his best to keep a blush from traveling across his cheeks as he took in the sight of your pretty features in the dim lights of the porch. the black makeup on your nose as well as the white dots on your cheeks only adding to your cuteness. yami couldn't subdue the ache in his boxers as he leaned down close to your ear. "m'gonna have you cummin on this dick in the bathroom fore the nights over, can't make it back to the house." he left a light kiss on the side of your head at the end of his sentence, not missing the slight shake in your thighs as arousal began to rush into your panties. before you could even respond you were interrupted by julius opening the door.

"well if it isn't the lumberjack and the doe"

#yami x black reader #yami x black!reader #yami x black y/n #yami sukehiro x black reader #yami sukehiro x black!reader #yami sukehiro x black y/n #yami smut #yami sukehiro smut #captain yami smut #black clover smut #black clover x black reader #black clover x black!reader #black clover x black y/n

[bowandcurtsey]

Hi sweetheart thank you for requesting this! <3 I'm sorry it took so long but Merry Christmas!!

Also I love this request, it's kinda new for me although yes I do get turned on by voices and dirty talks („ಡωಡ„)

brb cause i'm feeling the heat writing this piece. Characters: Yami, Zora, Magna x f! reader tw: nsfw, dirty talking, maybe degrading, minors dni, unchecked works

Yami Sukehiro

This man is the king of dirty talking. Yea, all that man does is talk shit in his fucking sexy low gruffy voice.

But he knows he's good at it. He knows his effect one you. And boy is he going to use it to his advantage in bed all the time, he won't stop from the start till the end.

One moment he's taunting you, "oh, can't get enough of me, princess?" "you're clenching onto me so tightly" "I just got in and you're cumming? again?"

The next moment he's all praises like he's so drunk on you, "fuck, what a pretty angel." "good girl taking me so well now,"

But whatever he says he can feel your hungry and weeping cunt swallowing whatever he's thrusting into you. He loves it and absolutely gets on from it.

When Yami's mad at you, boy oh boy you gotta get ready for a little degrading, girl.

"does ____ know you get all wet like this for me? You pussy is leaking just from me touching you like this?"

"So you wanna show everyone how slutty you can be, princess? Better be able to take it."

The fact that he could make you a hot wet mess, and the fact that you want to hear him praise, tease or scold you, and how you cum oh so hard from all of this, he's fucking intoxicated with just the idea of it. And let's face it, he's a hot mess for you too. ;)

Zora Ideale

Can't say anything nice and sometimes it ticks you off but he's just so fucking good at it you can't help but just be a good girl for him.

"Cumming already? my girl so needy huh?"

Slows down just as you're reaching your high and just shrugs, "hmm? the nights still early babe."

Keeps you waiting because he loves it when you get annoyed but then your desires get over you and you whine just for him.

"wanna cum?" "you know i love it when you bite that lower lip,"

"tell me, what you want, in your big girl words,"

and then he finally lets you cum, and you jolt from the wave of euphoria, he loves watching you roll your eyes and curse at him.

"i got you baby, I got you,"

And that won't be the end.

Loves edging you on because he absolutely knows his power over you. His mission is to make you cum multiple times until you squirt.

"one more baby, one more for me, wanna see you squirt all over me," he would lick the shell of your ear while pounding into you.

he's just so annoying but yet your body just reacts to him and you just reach your high again and again.

Magna Swing

Doesn't look like it but he likes to whisper dirty things in your ear at random times of the day.

But oh his moans and groans are so fucking sexy. You make him feel so good and he doesn't hide the way you intoxicate him.

"fuck baby, you're so tight fr me..." his words would slur and his tone goes one tone lower.

he whimpers a little when you go down on him, "hngg.. my good girl.."

he loves being in a position that he can be close to your ears and he says all the filth because he knows how much you like it.

he would be behind you, thrusting into you, "moan louder baby, i love it when you moan for me."

"yea? that feels good huh? you want more?"

"go on, cum on my dick, milk me baby."

and whenever you cum, he goes into a frenzy.

"hnngg, so good huh? mhmm, so tight, so fucking tight, my good girl..." he would go into a low growl.

he has great stamina as well, and would keep asking you to go for rounds.

"you say you can't, but you're already clenching on me again, love." he would press kisses to your shoulders and neck.

"one more? you can do it baby, my good angel. one more."

of course you would, with the way his voice melts you, how can you not?

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[kleftiko]

❦ SAVE A HORSE

farmhand!yami x reader

cw: mature, fem!reader, grinding, cowgirl position, implied virginity loss, major pining, soft sex

"save a horse, ride a cowboy"

the ranch was beautiful. wide open fields stretched as far as the eye could see, with the straw green grass swaying gently in the breeze. the rustic wooden fences added a touch of charm to the picturesque landscape, while the distant sound of horses neighing filled the air, creating a soothing melody that resonated with the tranquility of the country.

your eyes fell on him. he stood tall and strong, his sun-kissed skin glistening under the golden rays of the sun. the way he effortlessly commanded the attention of the horses with a gentle touch and a firm voice spoke volumes about his expertise as a cowboy. there was an undeniable allure to his rugged appearance, from his worn-out cowboy hat to the dust-covered boots that carried him through countless hours of hard work on the ranch, to the half smoked cigarette that never seemed to leave his lip. as you watched him navigate through the fields, a wave of desire washed over you, eyes trailing over the muscular arms that gently guided the animal.

he had been here since last year, when your father hired him. he was getting too old for the long hours and physical demands of running the ranch on his own. the cowboy's presence brought a sense of relief and reassurance, knowing that the legacy of the land would be carried on with care and dedication.

your first impression of him was supposed to be less than favourable. your father had called you down in the morning when you got up; he wanted to introduce you to the new farmhand so you wouldn't be surprised when a random boy wandered around the ranch. your father used the word 'boy', but upon first glance, he was nothing other than a man. standing tall and exuding an air of maturity, his rugged features and calloused hands spoke of hard work and experience. you felt your heart skip as he locked eyes with you.

though he purposefully gave you an unfavourable greeting (a disinterested nod and a "yami"), it didn't dissuade your attraction to him.

his piercing eyes seemed to comprehend everything they took in, reducing you to a jelly-legged mess on the off chance he looked at you. the way he carried himself with a casual confidence only added to your desire, leaving you yearning for even the smallest bit of attention from the stoic man. he seemed a bit too old to be a farmhand, but try as you might, he wouldn't open up or tell you why when you spoke to him.

the most you would get would be a barely lifted brow and a once-over from those scalding eyes that just seemed to strip you down and make you feel so vulnerable.

your parents liked him. he was a hard worker and never made a fuss. not even when your parents told him they could only offer him the loft in the shed to stay in. all he wanted was meals. he used the bathroom in the house, though, and sometimes, if you were lucky, you'd catch him after a shower, with his hair still damp and his large body shirtless as he made his way back to the shed.

you started to volunteer to do the dishes after meals more often. the window in the kitchen looked out onto the couple horses you had. yami was taken with them, and they seemed to love him back. the calmest and most at ease you'd see him is with the horses, and your mother told you off quite a few times for letting the water run too long as you shamelessly stared at the man.

as the months went along, your father's condition worsened, and yami took up nearly all of the work on the farm. your father was old, no other way to say it, and you heard him and your mother sometimes at night talking about the future of the ranch. you wouldn't be able to handle it all on your own, and you weren't looking for a husband anyway, so as far as you know, your parents were planning to start selling things off. ideally, within the year, there would be no more farm.

the thought made your heart sink. what were you going to do if you couldn't look out the window and see yami in the sun, taking off his hat to push back his sweaty hair before rolling up his sleeves. it was this scene that replayed in your head, keeping you up at night and squirming beneath the sheets.

you didn't know what to do.

but when your mother abruptly woke you up one morning and led you to the barn, you had no time to think. there was yami and your father, the older man cradling his arm to his chest as yami helped him off the dirty ground.

"what happened?" you ushered to your father's side.

he had an embarrassed smile on his face as he stood.

"the hayloft used to seem a lot shorter back in the day." he joked, and you noticed the ladder against the wood bearing.

you gave him an exasperated look before yami spoke.

"he only fell off the second rung." he shook his head at your dad. "i told you i’d help after i brought the tools back, old man."

your dad waved him off before wincing as he realized he used his injured arm.

"'s not fun being useless," he sighed and looked at his arm. "but looks like I caused more trouble."

"we'll have to go to the doctor." your mom told him, rewrapping her robe around her body. "at least it's morning; it'll take us all day to make it there."

your dad looked at the sky for a second, then turned to yami and asked, "would'ya mind cleaning up here?"

yami nodded.

"i'll get the cart ready," you tell your parents, but your mom shakes her head.

"no no, you stay here," she said. "i'll take your father. you manage the house."

you were about to protest when she held her hand up, and you shut your mouth.

your mother and father left the barn to get ready, leaving you frowning slightly as yami started to put away the ladder.

"you gonna put some clothes on?" his deep voice caught your attention.

the morning breeze on your legs reminded you that you were only in a nightgown. wordlessly, you left the barn and beelined to the house.

mother assured you they would be back the next day by evening, but when dinner time came, and you and yami were sitting in the kitchen, it started to rain. by dusk, it had picked up into nearly a storm.

sitting in your room, you looked out the window, unable to comfortably sleep while staring at the shed. yami locked up everything before the weather took a turn for the worse, but he insisted on sleeping in the shed tonight, even though you offered your parents bed. the trees around you swayed dangerously, but when the sky lit up with lightning, you got up. the thunder followed as you padded your way outside, drenching yourself as you made your way to the shed.

the door doesn't lock, and your father didn't keep many things in there since yami moved in, so the door swung open easily.

"yami?" you called, but your voice was barely audible above the rain and wind.

the shed was dark, and you couldn't see him, so you called again, louder this time, but still no answer.

ignoring his privacy in favour of getting out of the storm, you made your way to the loft, the rain pelting on the wooden roof muffling the outside slightly, save for the couple leaks that trickled through. this was the worst storm you'd seen in years, and you couldn't let him stay here.

placing your wet foot on a board, you hoisted yourself up to look for him. if only you had time, but the inside of the shed lit up, flashing through the grooves of the wood and nearly blinding you before the roof fell in.

you tried to scream as you lost your grip, but your voice failed you. the delayed thunder that followed crashed around you as you tumbled to the ground, but you never hit it. strong arms wrapped around your middle, but you were too shocked to do anything as you were dragged out of the ruined structure.

the ringing in your ears faded as you heard someone yelling—it was yami. your eyes shot up at him as he still held you.

"what the fuck were you doing?!" he shouted, but you just blinked at him.

the lip of his hat protected him from the rain more than you, but with the wind, it wasn't enough to keep his face and hair completely dry. his expression was angry, and you felt like shrinking away.

"i came to look for you." you said, but were too quiet.

yami just shook his head and dragged you to the house.

once inside the well-framed structure, you repeated yourself.

"i was worried," you said. "where were you anyway?"

"had to lock up the barn again; the chain's old, ‘didn't want it to give in the storm." he said and took off his hat.

he ran a hand down his wet face, a deep sigh hissing out through his teeth, before pinching his nose, as if he were annoyed at you coming to check on him.

"you can't be mad at me for worrying." you furrowed your brows.

"'m not, i just—" but he cut himself off upon looking at you.

his eyes snapped down to your chest, eyebrows immediately raising.

confused, you looked down to see that your soaked nightgown had become translucent from the water. the wet fabric clung to your body, outlining the curves of your hips and breasts, your nipples now protruded harshly as a result of the cold air.

even though you threw your arms around yourself, the damage was done. and upon a second glance, yami wasn't in a much better position, his chest and abs clearly on display through his ragged white shirt.

you just shut up.

"go take a shower." his voice was strained, and his eyes looked away from you. "dry yourself off."

"a—at least let me get you a towel first." you reasoned. there was only one bathroom in the house, so yami would have to wait for you anyway, and you quickly grabbed a towel from the linen closet to hand to him, trying not to stare too obviously at his exposed torso.

despite being in the hot shower, you could still hear the wind and rain hitting the house from outside. you knew your parents would be staying in town until the weather was clear, and you just hoped they had found a place to stay before it got too bad.

when you got out, you wrapped yourself in a towel with the intent to sprint to your room. you hadn't brought your clothes to the bathroom, so you couldn't tell yami to warm himself up until you went downstairs.

but upon closing your room door behind you, you notice the man sitting on your bed with the towel you gave him around his shoulder and only in his briefs, probably having tried to dry off before catching a cold. you yelled in surprise, holding the towel tighter around your body.

"what are you doing in my room!" you cried, and his eyes widened a fraction as you moved towards him on instinct to hit him. "get out!"

"shit—" he said, holding up his arms in defence. "didn't know it was your room!"

"pervert!" your face was burning with embarrassment as you closed your eyes and blindly swatted.

you were so distracted that you forgot about the storm outside. suddenly, a loud crack of thunder jolted you back to reality, drawing a startled yelp from your lips as you jumped back. heart pounding, you nearly jumped into the man, feeling a surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins. yami froze.

"you okay?" he asked slowly.

with a quick shake of your head, he sighed. his arms came around your waist and pulled you into his warm body, your own going around his shoulders and curling into him. as you buried your face in his chest, you could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming your racing pulse. the sound of raindrops hitting the windowpane created a soothing backdrop, gradually easing the tension in your body. In that moment, you found solace in his embrace, grateful for the sense of safety and comfort he provided, you weren't even aware that you crawled into his lap.

"it'll be alright." his deep voice comforted you as his large hand smoothed over your towel covered back.

you shifted on top of him as the wind battered against the house. the man holding you hissed, and you looked up at him with concern as you said, "yami?"

his eyes were screwed shut, jaw clenched, and hands were still against you. 

"don't—" he strained. "fuck—don't say my name right now."

you were confused and about to ask why when you felt the reason under your thigh. eyes now wide as you felt his erection through his thin briefs, you noticed yami's head turned away from you.

grinding down gently elicited another groan from the man before he stilled you with his hands on your hips.

"what do you think you're doing?" his eyes were dangerous as he looked down at your trembling form. the fear from the storm seemed to be drowned out by your arousal for the man, and you welcomed the feeling, far preferring it to the former.

you leaned forward, your legs straddling yami as you placed a soft kiss on his rough and unshaven cheek. he sucked in a breath, and you slowly leaned back to look up at him.

"if I start this," he warned you, "i won't stop."

you shook your head softly and said, "please don't stop."

and he attached his lips to yours, a surge of electricity shooting through your body and intensifying the already overwhelming desire between you. the storm raged on outside, but in that moment, nothing else mattered except themoment you shared with yami.

your body melted into his, allowing him to take over. his touch was both gentle and possessive, hands exploring every inch of your body as if he had been waiting for this moment his entire life. the intensity between you grew with each passing second, the world around you fading into oblivion as you surrendered completely to the intoxicating power of yami.

hips rocked into his again, the rhythm becoming more urgent and desperate. every movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, igniting a fire that consumed both of you. as the heat between you intensified, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the raw desire and overwhelming lust that bound you together in that moment.

yami's fingers trailed between your legs, and his lips swallowed your whimpers as he began to rub your clit. his touch was electrifying, sending shivers down your spine and causing your breath to hitch. the intensity of his caress intensified the already overwhelming pleasure, pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy. With each skillful stroke, yami's fingers danced across your most sensitive areas, heightening the sensations and driving your mind wild. as his lips continued to silence your moans of pleasure, you surrendered completely to his dominance.

"please." you whimpered into his mouth, never having felt this intense of a desire before. "please, more."

yami's eyes sparkled with a mixture of passion and adoration as he whispered, "i''ll give you everything, baby."

his touch became even more intense, coaxing out pleasure that you never knew existed. the world around you faded away as his touch left fire across you, leaving you breathless and craving more as you shuddered and came on his fingers.

yami's hands continued their skilled movements, prolonging your ecstasy until you were left trembling in his embrace. lost in the waves of pleasure, you realized that this was only the beginning of somethingyou never wanted to end.

your hands eagerly went to his boxers, clumsily groping his erection as you drew groans from his lips. yami tore off your towel, leaving you bare on top of him. as the heat between you intensified, Yami's lips found yours in a hungry kiss. the room filled with the sound of your combined moans, echoing your cries of desire. you yanked down his briefs, his cock slapping against his stomach and making your eyes widen at the size.

you gulped, suddenly fervoring, when yami's rough hand cupped the back of your head and coaxed you in a kiss.

"i got you, baby," he assured, and you nodded.

as his hand trailed down your body, sending shivers of anticipation through you, you couldn't help but feel a surge of trust and surrender. the intensity of the moment was overwhelming, but with yami's reassuring words, you knew you were in safe hands. he lifted you up easily, aligning you with his cock and slowly entering you. the aching stretch you felt, mixed with the raw passion between you and yami was electrifying. and despite your whimpers, you urged him to continue. every movement, every touch, sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body. you surrendered completely to the moment, trusting that yami would take care of you and fulfill your every desire. in earnest, you drop yourself to cover him completely, whining in pain but just needing to feel as close as possible to him.

"fuck, gorgeous," he gritted through his teeth, holding you against him in a soothing manner.

he whispered sweet words of reassurance, promising to make the pain worth it. with each gentle stroke, he eased your discomfort and replaced it with a newfound intensity of pleasure. you let him bounce you on top of him, matching his rhythm and surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. the room filled with the symphony of your moans and his grunts as you both lost yourselves in each other. with every thrust, the pleasure escalated, pushing you both closer to the edge of ecstasy as your noises became more wanton.

"i—i didn't," you hiccuped in pleasure, gripping his broad shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself, completely addicted to the spots he could reach inside of oyu. "didn't know it could feel this good."

"fuck, baby, you're perfect." he grunted and captured your lips for another kiss.

the intensity of his words sent shivers down your spine and you knew this was a moment of pure bliss that you never wanted to end. you felt an unfamiliar tightness in your stomach, aching for release as the pleasure continued to build. the overwhelming sensation consumed you, making it impossible to think of anything else except yami's burning touch.

you began to cry, not knowing how to handle the torrent of pleasure coursing through you when his thumb came back to circle your clit. your tears mixed with the sweat on your flushed skin as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment. throwing out a hiccuped warning, yami just encouraged you to let go and let him bring you to bliss.

as you let go of all inhibitions, your body trembled with each stroke of his thumb. the world around you faded into a blur, leaving only the raw ecstasy that yami's touch left. every nerve ending was on fire, every sensation heightened to an almost unbearable level. in that moment, you knew that surrendering to yami meant surrendering to pure pleasure, unlike anything you had ever experienced before. and you cried his name as you came, gripping onto him for dear life as he guided you through the high.

as the waves of pleasure subsided, you found yourself breathless and completely consumed by the intensity of the moment. yami's touch had unlocked a realm of pleasure you never knew existed, leaving you yearning for more of his intoxicating embrace.

with another breathless kiss, you collapsed against him, letting him hold you up as your eyes drifted to the window, only to see that the raging storm had turned into a mild shower.

"thank you," you croaked out, nuzzling into his warm touch.

"always, baby." his breathing was uneven, "i'll always be here for you."

#black clover x reader #black clover x you #black clover x y/n #black clover smut #sukehiro yami x reader #yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #yami smut #yami sukehiro smut

[nanivinsmoke]

WAIT!

IMMA START SOMETHING NEW ON ANITUMBLR

DICK ME DOWN DECEMBER !!! just a bunch of scenarios where readers are getting dicked down by their faves!

#nami #one piece #one piece brook #sanjionepiece #one piece zoro #jojo smut #anime smut #gojo smut #jotaro kujo #jojo’s bizzare adventure #dilf toji #toji smut #geto smut #geto x black y/n #geto x reader #erza x reader #yami sukehiro smut

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Because Kinktober is also here...

Summary: Werewolf!Yami is in a rut right before the full moon, but it also makes him strangely emotional and want for affirmation, as well as gives rise to some feelings of jealousy Pairing: Werewolf!Yami x f!reader (at 1st person pov) Genre: Smut Length: ~2,0k Content tags: Werewolf!Yami (wolf ears, tail, canines and claws mentioned, but no full transformation), established relationship, Yami is jealous and kinda territorial (you're mine -thematic because he doesn't want to lose reader; does also says "you're mine"), rut with emotional sex, slight breeding kink, mentions of bodily fluids (cum), a little bit of nibbling/biting and claws lightly scraping, mention of knotting, clothes are ripped off, reader calls Yami a "good boy", romantic sex (?), Yami has a big one okay (so gotta take some time with adjusting), aftercare (I think that's all the content tags

Most people think that werewolves only turn during full moon, without it having any effect on the days around the precise day of the lunar phenomenon. But it does. One just doesn’t realize it until they start living with a werewolf.

And tomorrow… tomorrow would be the full moon.

I don’t have to look into the calendar to know.

Not because Yami has that look in his eyes as he paces around the room. His eyes are shifting around, and he struggles to stay still. Like he was a wolf in a cage. A cage of his own emotions and needs and lust…

So, as I return to the office, and sit by my desk, I can already here him behind me.

His steps are heavy, but careful. Deliberate, but hesitant. And his breathing, almost as if a growl, is low and heavy.

There’s something about it that makes me smirk to myself. Perhaps it’s the fact that when he’s in a rut, the drive, the desire, the yearn for me is so much stronger. It looks like… almost looks like, he’d be in pain if he couldn’t bury his nose into the crook of my neck and breathe in my scent, while pressing his body so close to me. Skin to skin, his scent all over me, to mark me, to make sure that everyone around knows that I am his and his alone.

That no one else can touch me like he can. Like he may.

Even now, I can feel his hands on my shoulders.

The way he places them there is slow and gentle, but the muscles around his palms, his fingers, are tense. They’re tense, but he doesn’t press down onto me. He just keeps them tense. But what I can feel, is the way his finger nails extend into claws. Not quite as large as they’ll be tomorrow, but claws nonetheless. Just over my clothes. The tips barely gracing my skin.

He presses his head against mine, and I can feel the transformation of his ears… into those of a wolf. Canines and a tail would soon follow with this half-transformation.

“Baby…” he whispers against my neck while nuzzling into the crook of it. “Please…” he breathes in with a savouring hum. “I need you...” he breathes in again, “now…”

I love the way he says that he needs me, because it doesn’t sound like he’d only need my body, because he doesn’t. He needs me. All of me. It’s the affection and affirmation that he seeks. The love, has mixed together with lust.

“Mhm,” I him while reaching behind me to sink my fingers into his hair, and I turn my head, so that I can whisper into his ears that get so, very, sensitive when he’s in a rut. “I need you too,” I whisper, I tell, I tease him. It’s a tease because of the way my breathing tickles his ears, and makes him let out a slow growl under his breath as the sensation travels from his ears along his spine, down… and down.. and … down…

His strong arms wrap around me. Muscles tense. The movement is swift, yet careful.

And I am on the bed. Pressed against sheets that smell like the both of us.

But it’s not enough for him, I know.

The way he tugs on my clothes is nearly desperate.

It must be difficult with the claw like nails, so I help him. He tugs and yanks the clothes, but I undo the buttons and buckles. But he’s not careful with his own clothes.

Those he has no qualms about. So he tears and rips, as well as tugs and yanks.

“Here,” he hands his shirt to me, because he wants me to wear something of his, so that his scent would stay to linger on me.

In a way it’s really touching.

He is touching, even if he’s in a rut. Even if he has that gaze that now doesn’t shift away from me, even for a second, because he needs to see me. He needs to see that I’m alright and enjoying myself.

My smile brings him comfort, I know. And the laughs, the little giggles that leave me, make his tail wiggle.

I swear he’s just so adorable.

So, I do as he asks me, and I put his shirt on, but leave it pulled up, so that the tank top is gathered over my breasts as he lays me down.

“You’re doing so well… honey…” he praises me as his eyes look up and down at me, as if drinking in the sight that is under him, as he hovers over me.

He lowers down, and his lips latch onto my neck again, placing hungry, starving kisses on the tender flesh, as his canines ever so lightly scrape over it, making me shiver.

“So good,” he murmurs against my skin with a hushed tone as he presses his naked body against my, barely, naked body, clothed only with hit tank top, pulled all the way up over my breasts.

I wrap my arms around him, pressing my fingers into the skin of his muscular back, and feel all his muscles tense from anticipation.

He rubs his length against my thigh. His already hard, thick, long, cock that is oozing precum that coats my skin.

“I need to…” he mumbles, more to himself than to me.

He places his hand onto my hip, and shifts over me, as if trying to ease himself. His hand travels over my stomach, to my thigh… over my thigh, to my crotch. His claws scrape the sheets as he pressed the shaft of his finger against my clit and folds, rubbing them. Coating his digits with my juices.

“So good…” he mumbles again as his nose is still lodged into the crook of my neck.

I place my hand onto his cheek, and whisper into his ear “good boy…” making his tail wag again.

He growls.

His body grows warmer. Warmer. Almost hot.

“Can I..?” He asks through heavy, needy breaths.

“Yes,” I tell him as I smile.

And as soon as I do, he props himself up, lining his cock with my entrance.

His eyes are locked onto the tip of his cock, as he starts pushing in.

Just the tip first. Just the tip, but it’s enough to push my walls apart.

“You’re taking me so well…” he praises again.

“More…” I utter.

And he does… he pushes in more, growling under his breath as he does. In such a agonizingly slow pace, pushing my walls apart even further. I can feel every groove, every vein on his throbbing length as he keeps pushing, twitching inside of me.

“So well…” he whispers.

“So good…” I half moan, half whisper.

The tip reaches its destination, and he’s buried in me as deep as he can. But he doesn’t move, not yet.

“You ready for me baby?” He asks, as if he wasn’t in me already. But with him there’s a difference between him being in there, and me being ready for him to move.

“Gimme a minute,” I breathe as I try to adjust to him.

He leans forward, slowly and carefully while supporting himself with his arms. His head is next to mine, over mine, forehead against mine.

I trace my finger over his ear and feel him twitching inside of me.

He breathes in, and a low, baritone hum leaves him. Softer than a growl, but something that is aching to it.

“You can move,” I tell him, while fiddling with the tip of his ear.

And he does.

Slowly. And carefully.

Making sure that he’s stretching me up as he does, while letting out a small grunt every time he pushes in, as if struggling to restrain himself, not give in to lust and need and want and-, his emotions.

“That’s good,” I praise him with a smile on my face.

And he looks at me. His eyes never leave me. Because it’s important to him to see that I am enjoying what he does. That he hears me tell him that I like what he does.

“A little harder…” I breathe while closing my eyes, focusing on the sensation.

And he does. A little faster. Heavier. Skin slaps against skin as he repositions himself just a bit.

His breathing grow more ragged, heavier, even heavier with each thrusts, just as his pace.

A little faster.

Every time I gasp and moan, he dares to go a little deeper, little harder.

Until I scream out his name, and he pushes forward with his hips, practically doubling me under him, and begins to pound into me with an animalistic drive.

My walls clench around him. His thick, oozing cock as he just pounds into me while breathing next to my ear.

“Look at you taking me so well,” he praises again.

“So-, gooood!” I encourage him.

He tenses over me. Eyes still glancing to me even if his head is next to mine.

His hand takes a hold of my hip, fingers digging into my skin, with his claws barely managing to keep off and occasionally gracing my skin without breaking it.

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, as he continues to pound into me.

Hard. Fast, and I can’t-, think as he’ss…

Drool runs down the side of my face.

He growls next to my ear.

His cock twitches inside of me.

And I throw my head back while biting my molars.

My walls clench even tighter, as if trying to suck him in, keep him there and just-

A wave of warmth washes over me as my eyes roll back and a wide smile finds its home on my lips.

But his throbbing cock bulges as it forms a knot, lodging itself inside of me.

“I’m going to fill you up real good…” he murmurs with that low tone of his right next to my ear, sending vibrations down my spine. “Mine…” he utters, because he can’t bear the idea of someone else gazing upon me like he does.

“Mine…” he repeats as he continues to place tender kisses onto my neck, while running his tongue over the tender spots.

“Yours…” I smile with faint amusement while running my hand up and down his back. “And you’re mine,” I tell him while playing with his ear with my other hand.

His tail wags again and his arm wraps around me the best it can as he pulls out.

I can feel some of his cum spilling out, but I don’t mind.

He keeps a hold of me as he rolls onto his side, next to me and pulls me close. His heart is pounding in his chest, and his ears are to me, attentive but relaxed. And he takes a deep breath, breathing in my scent as much as he can.

“Tell me…” he utters with barely a whisper, because he almost doesn’t want to say it. But he wants to hear it more than he doesn’t want to ask for it.

“I love you,” I tell him. “You’re gentle and kind… and I love you,” the affirmation he wants to hear, because it’s also this time of the lunar cycle when his insecurities of not being good enough are the strongest.

He wants to be his best self for both himself and myself, but he fears that a day will come when his best won’t be good enough for me. He fears it, because he doesn’t want to lose me. He wants me to want him, and be his.

He wants me to want him.

Which I do, I do, I do.

I do want him.

Which is why I bury my face into the crook of his neck and breathe in his scent.

“I love you,” I tell him again before placing a kiss onto his skin.

His hold of me grows stronger, sturdier… More secure. But his breathing grows more relaxed and it seems, in a strange way, how his being relaxes.

There is comfort in my affirmations to him, which makes both of us smile.

#black clover fanfiction #black clover smut #yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro smut #black clover x reader

[itjazzbicch]

Festivities

Pairing: Yami Sukehiro x Fem Reader

(First time writing Yami, so I hope I did well!) 

Summary: Seeing Charlotte and Vaness trying to impress Yami at the festival makes the reader feel some jealousy considering she also has a crush on him, avoids him, and has an attitude when they do cross paths, but once all alone and called out on her awkward behavior considering they are good friends, the reader shoots her shot...

Warnings:  SMUT (18 + ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI!) (Drinking, smoking, fingering, unprotected sex, public (alleyway) sex, swearing)

Word Count: 2.1k 

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

"Hey Captain Y/N! What's the matter? You look so upset!"

I had some great kids on my squad. This festival was their time to go out and have some fun, but they were always checking in on me. I did appreciate it, but closed my eyes in the dark alleyway, blowing out the smoke from my cigarette:

"I'm alright, kid. Don't worry about me. Go enjoy the festival."

"You're lying!" He knew, pointing out, "You only smoke when you're angry or stressed out!"

God damn it, these kids knew me too well. Still, I shook my head:

"It's nothing serious, I promise. Now, go before I put you to work or something."

"You enjoy the festival too, cap!" He insisted, running off and as I finished my cigarette, I thought that maybe he was right.

I know it's so immature, being jealous of Charlotte and Vanessa who were trying to impress Yami. That man sure had a good bit of girls wanting him, sadly I was one of them too.

Maybe some food and a drink would help me out. Stepping out of the alley, that was my first goal, getting the biggest mug of beer someone was selling at their booth, downing it, and hearing as I passed some more booths:

"Try some of our delicious squid!"

"How about some of this!"

Asta and that Bah-ha kid?

Glancing over, there was Jack and Yami, clearly in a competition to sell more food than the other.

"Come on, Captain Y/N! I promise you'll love it!" Asta offered to me, and it was hard to tell him no, I had a soft spot for the kid, but I heard Yami's voice that was directed at Jack:

"Y/N and I are good friends! She knows I can cook!"

"Ha! Yeah right! Y/N and I used to be on the same squad!"

God, Jack and Yami's yelling was starting to give me a headache, chugging down the rest of my beer and thinking about Charlotte and Vanessa again when I saw Yami, I took the meat from that Bah-ha kid, taking a bite and murmured:

"Thanks, kid."

"What the hell, Y/N!" Yami yelled out and I got a chuckle out of that, walking away from their continuous yelling:

"Told you so, Yami!"

Jack managed to surprise me with his food. It was impressive considering that he made it, finishing it and while exploring more of the festival, my attention was grabbed when I heard a while later:

"Charlotte and Vanessa are having a drinking contest!"

I had to get a peek at that, seeing them both face down on the table meanwhile, neither one of them had finished a single glass.

"How pathetic," I took this as a chance to one-up them, heading to the table and downing drink after drink, having the crowd that was watching cheer, wiping the foam off my face as I finished the very last one, "That's how you drink, ladies."

In the crowd, I saw Yami. Some chatter I heard when I first came over made it clear that those two girls were trying to out-drink each other to impress him. Well, now I was the one standing tall, laughing while I took a cigarette, lighting it up, and heading off considering the star ceremony was soon:

"Thanks for the free drinks, chumps."

"Hey Y/N-" Yami's voice trailed behind me, but I didn't bother to stop, only reminding him:

"Shouldn't you be going to the castle for the ceremony? Better move your ass."

That stopped him in his tracks for a change, not caring and heading over for the ceremony. Truthfully, I barely paid attention. All those drinks were starting to catch up with me and there was something about Black Bulls getting second place. Who would've guessed?

My squad was third and I tried to play off that I wasn't tipsy while accepting, not bothering to stick around after. I figured I'd get to my squad and think of some motivational speech to congratulate them. Their hard work earned us this star after all.

Lighting up another cigarette while walking back through the festival and in the direction of my base, I stopped as I heard:

"Third place ain't bad. Congratulations."

Yami. Again?!

"Thanks. You got second place, right? A miracle," I had to poke at the fact that his squad wasn't at the bottom for once, but returning, "Congratulations, Yami."

"Thank you," Taking a step closer to me, I took a deeper hit of my cigarette, "But what's your deal?"

"What do you mean?" I never felt so anxious, back against the wall of the building we were next to as he got closer:

"You picked Jack over me? And when they were having that drinking contest, it was like you were staring a hole through me. I thought we were friends."

"I'm sorry," Guilt was on my mind considering the reason behind my behavior, truly apologetic, murmuring, "I'm just not having the best day."

"And you're just being an ass to just me?" It was like he already knew, taking my cigarette as I went to ash it and hit it himself, "Seems like you have a grudge against me. I thought you were the type to call people out when something bothered you."

I was that type. Now, standing here shy and timid. That wasn't like me.

"Listen, Yami," I needed more nicotine before I took this leap, taking my cigarette back and closing my eyes, and whispering, "I like you, and overhearing some girls talking about you made me a little jealous in a way, alright?"

I finally opened my eyes when I heard him laughing, confused as to why he was responding with laughter:

"You serious, right now?!"

My face went straight as I felt a bit insulted by his response, getting the last hit out of my cigarette before flicking it away. In my head, I had to remind myself of who I was. A go-getter, not afraid of anything.

He was still laughing while I blew out the smoke, pulling his head to mine and kissing him with every bit of passion I had just to prove that I was indeed serious. My hand ran through his hair as our lips danced, shaking from a rush as he kissed back.

"That serious enough for you?" Pulling away and taking a huge breath, I turned because all he did was stare, ready to leave, but not leaving without the last word, "You know what? Just forget about it."

Great. All I did was embarrass myself. I was going to run through all the cigarettes that I had in just a night now that I was feeling even worse, but suddenly, my blood pressure shot through the roof.

Yami caught my hand before I was too far away, yanking me back and right against his lips, already moaning at how his tongue worked into my mouth as he pushed me up against the wall, growling against my lips:

"You're just gonna walk away after kissing me like that?"

"Well, you didn't say anything," Just that kiss had me panting when I looked to meet those deep brown eyes, not wanting to talk anymore, caressing his cheek and bringing his lips back to mine, "But if you're on the same page as me."

The instant our lips met again, I started melting into a pool of dirty thoughts and temptations, hands wandering across his broad chest and feeling his abs under his shirt, eyes shooting down when he moved my hand away and unbuckled his pants.

"Yami-" Not that I was opposed to the idea, but we were right in an alleyway, anyone could walk along and find us.

"What? Afraid you can't handle all this?" Putting my hand at his waistband, there was no way I could fight the desire to slip my hand into his trousers, his cock rock hard and steaming with heat, stroking slowly down to feel his length.

I took a moment to look around and make sure we were all alone, it was deserted, not even a fly around us, the only light lengths away from us so that we were left in the dark.

"I just don't want to get caught or anything is all," Still pumping his cock in my hand, I bit my lip at the feeling of two fingers under my skirt, easily finding my clit against my panties, slipping in to feel how soaked I was, pressing my face into his chest as he started to pump into me.

"Just don't be too loud," It amazed me how careless he could be sometimes, taking the time to tease me with a whisper, "You're already so wet and tight. Guess, I'll get you off with my hand then, huh?"

His thumb finding my clit and rubbing at the same time had me moaning into his chest, being as quiet as I could, shaking and taking a handful of his shirt when I started to cum around his fingers, picking my head up to whisper back:

"Only fair if you get your fix too. Just fuck me already."

"Naughty girl," He chuckled, kissing and pushing my panties to the side, picking me up by the thighs and positioning himself, my head falling back, squeezing the muscle of his triceps, soft bites leaving marks along my neck while his cock started to stretch me wide, humming to me, "Now, that feels too good."

"You feel good too," I gasped out, looking to see our hips meet, burning against one another as he gave a sweet roll, "Sooo good, Yami."

"That right, shortcake?"

My hands tangled in his hair, having to stop myself from nearly screaming at the quick, powerful thrust that sent his cock deep inside, each thrust coming quicker than the last, my jaw hung, and throat jumbled with the filthy moans that I couldn't let out.

"T-That's right," I choked out, hugging his head to bury my face in his shoulder, finally letting out the moans dying to get out of me, "You're so damn good, Yami!"

"Squeezing me tight like that, I can't help myself," Pushing my back against the wall and keeping me pinned, my arms and legs were latched around him and clinging for dear life, words like I was in a dream, "So warm and soft. Didn't think you'd take me so well, shortcake."

"It's a l-lot," Gasping again, my eyes helplessly rolled to the back of my head, feeling the heat in my stomach grow and ache, especially when his thrust grew even faster somehow, the pound of his tip against my cervix nearly making me scream, "But-; Just, fuck!"

"Hey now, don't wanna get caught, do you?" The ache I felt grew as he started to drag his thrusts out, slowing and kissing, "I know it's good, but you're getting loud, don't ya think?"

"I can't help it," I whined with tears in my eyes, trying to kiss back but constantly moaning, nails dragging along the back of his neck and having me beg, "Faster, again. Yami, please!"

"Oh, you like it fast and rough like that?" I was burying my face again from the relentless pace that outmatched before, walls having an even tight grip, feeling the pulsation from head to toe, his voice nearly an echo in my head, "Gonna make you cum going like that?"

"Yeah!" Pressing my forehead against his, the bliss could even be heard in my tone, so close to the edge that I didn't care, "I don't give a shit if anyone hears. Just make me cum, Yami. I'm about t-, I'm cuming!"

Taking my thighs and spreading them as far as they could, I nearly became one with the wall, a hard thrust keeping our hips pinned, his eyes watching past my skirt to see how I gushed around his cock, walls sucking him back in deeper as he pulled back a little, wanting to see the mess of my slick all over him.

"Got damn, shortcake," He chuckled, letting me ride out the rest of my bliss as my hips began to wind on their own with what little energy I had, "Don't wanna let me go."

"You're so lucky we're where we are right now," I panted under my breath, not thinking he heard, but he did, smirking at me:

"What? Think you can handle a round two or are you just cock drunk?"

"Maybe both," I giggled, gasping as he pulled back, but kept me in his arms, "You just know how to rock my world."

"You know what?" Fixing himself with one hand and easing me to my feet with the other, hand under my skirt and squeezing my ass, winking at me, "I could go for another piece of cake." 

#black clover #black clover fic #black clover fanfic #black clover imagine #black clover smut #black clover oneshot #black clover x y/n #black clover x reader #yami sukehiro #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro imagine #yami sukehiro fic #yami sukehiro fanfic #yami sukehiro oneshot #yami sukehiro smut #read and enjoy

[aarcanechaoss]

When in doubt f**k it out

Masterlist

It’s not often she comes back to the Black Bulls base angry enough to take an entire bottle of wine into her room but when she does only Yami knows how to take care of her

Warnings: smut, alcohol, swearing, not edited

Note: reader (fem) is a Fox shifter

It was the telltale slam of the front door that alarmed the Black Bulls Squad. Very rarely did anything happen that made of them made enough to make it known.

Yet here she was, the Bulls very own Vixen looking as though she could murder someone.

All eyes were on her as she aimed for the liquor compartment that Henry had conjured only moments ago. She hadn’t even looked as she grasped an unopened bottle of wine and quickly left the room for her own.

“Captain?” Noelle asked quietly. “Is y/n okay?”

“Tough mission I’d say.” Yami answered, taking a long drag of his cigarette. “I’ll deal with it while you brats go train or something. Surpass your limits and what not.”

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“So you gonna talk about it or get so drunk I have to waterboard you?”

“The first sounds like effort and the second could be nice and cooling.”

The Captain only snorted as he moved to sit on her bed.

“Come on Fox tell me what happened.” Yami said, softer than normal- he wasn’t good at being touchy feely but… they were different.

The Fox mage sighed, taking a deep swig of her wine and offered some to Yami who (against his wants) declined.

“The fuck asses from Silver Eagles and Purple Orca thought it would be a great idea to undermine me the entire mission- Julius put me in charge for fucks sake.” She growled. “And don’t get me started on the things they called me when they thought I was out of ear shot- I could have mauled them.”

Her nose was scrunched dangerously, she looked like the snarling Fox she is but in human form. Yami took note of it, he knew who’d been placed in her team and fuck the other Captains if they thought he’d let it go.

“C’mere Foxy.” He said, pulling the wine from her hand and placing it on the desk by her bed. She grunted.

For being in human form she really took on those Fox like similarities. From animalistic growls and grumbles to hyperactivity that came out of no where (zoomies she said her parents called them). But in human form she was easier to deal with while angry- because she wouldn’t bite him… much. (Yami confirmed do not try to calm down angry wild foxes).

“Alright then.” He said, puffing cigarette smoke away from her. “What do you want to do then? Drink away your sorrows here, march up to Julius and explain the situation or-”

“Or what?”

“What was it you said last time?” He smirked, watching her face contort as she tried to remember. “When in doubt fuck it out.”

Her eyes snapped back to him like lightning- seems he has a winner.

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Her face was pressed into her pillows, fingers gripping and grasping at the cotton sheets. His hands held her hips high and tight, his own pressed deep against her, rocking into her so she could accommodate his size.

Yami knew his Fox was an attractive woman- at least by his standards (which he admittedly has none), but nothing compared to this right here. Her smooth skin glistening with perspiration, her body shaking in excitement and need. He let a hand slap against her ass, a surprised squeak muffled in the pillow.

“Now… I hope this improves your mood.” He laughed, pulling himself away until only his tip remained and slammed back into her mercilessly.

The moan she released was as animalistic as it could be and it only spurned him on more, grunting as he tightened his hold on her hips. She mewled into the pillow with each harsh thrust of his hips. She whined as his hands tightened against her hips, pushing and pulling her against him, meeting flesh to flesh with a resounding sound.

This is how it goes. Hips slamming and bodies shaking. Her whines and mewls only spurned him on for more. Yami pushed his Fox into the bed further, his hands now holding himself up as he ploughed into her. Her nails tore the soft fabric with the new position.

“Please. Please.” She begged against the pillow.

“Please what?”

“Please let me cum.” She almost sobbed.

“You can hold on a little longer.” He smirked. He knows just how long she can hold on after all.

It’s not like they haven’t done this dance before.

#black clover smut #yami sukehiro smut

[luffysgomugomuprincess]

Yami Sukehiro x Black! Fem Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞 Drunk sex, slight praising.. just Yami brainrot 🥹🫠

The sound of your front door unlocking could be heard. The sudden noise made you stir in your bed reaching over to see if you boyfriend was there to go check on things. A hand reaching out to his side of the bed that was empty. "What the fuck?" You spoke softly. Sitting up as you pushed the unruly curly hair out of your face while you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes.

"Did this bastard stay out drinking?" A sudden crash and a groan could be heard coming from your living room. Throwing your blankets off while your feet hit the cold wooden floor carrying you to the sound of the noise. Your nipples harden to their furthest degree in the sheer nighty wore. "Ah fuck shes gonna kill me I knocked the pictures down." Yami whispered.

The beefy man was on the floor quietly trying to pick up the photos you took together over the years. "Yami what the fuck." You say. Flicking on the light switch on which made him jump and drop the photos once again. Quickly standing to his feet, "Hey baby I didn't mean to wake you." He gently moved the photos with his foot behind him slightly stumbling in the process.

Clear signs hes drunk ... again. This can either go two ways, first you guys argue about him coming home late or two he fucks you into oblivion right in the kitchen. You were hoping for the latter, sex with Yami was always so raw and passionate. But when hes had a few drinks in him the man turns into some sort of animal pounding your poor hole causing tears to stream down your face. "Stumbling into the house, knocking shit over you've been out drinking with your friends haven't you?"

You got nothing in response instead he was just staring at you like an animal with his prey. Arms folding over your chest that gave him more of an eye full of your cleavage, "Hello ? Answer me." He let out a small chuckle and walked towards you. His much taller frame standing over yours, "Your nipples are hard. They must want to see me."

One of his hand slips the strap of the nighty down. His lips gentle gives the exposed skin a kiss, that caused you to let out a small moan. "N-no Im still mad. Your ass has been gone all night." You retort. Eyes closed while Yami kissed you from your neck to your exposed shoulder blade, "Cmon let me make it up to you ... Im sorry." Using both of his hands to explore your body stopping right at the cuff of your ass.

Giving it a harsh squeeze spreading your cheeks as far as they can go. A low groan escaping his lips the man wanted you bad. He wasted no time leading your body to the bar that kept your photos. "I need you right now." He groaned.

Lifting your nighty exposing your ass cheeks dressed in your thong. Bringing his hand down to give it a harsh slap that caused you to arch your back, "Hopefully you can keep it like that." He says. Sticking two fingers in the rim of your panties easily yanking them down to your ankles. His hands quickly fumbling with his belt allowing his erected dick to spring free.

He playfully slaps his tip on your cheeks, "Cmon." You whined. A smirk decorated his mouth as he slid inside of you with no warning. "Ah." You moaned out. His length causing you to arch your back which made him grab you by your neck bring your body into his. His tongue darting out to lick the shell of your ear.

Each stroke was animalistic his calloused hands digging into your waist, grip on your neck tightening with each stroke. Being stretched out was such a blissful feeling, the warm tears pricking at your eyes, mouth gaped open while your apartment filled with skin slapping noises. "Fuck ... gonna cum all inside of you." He groaned. You could feel him throbbing inside of your velvety walls signaling he was nearing his end.

"C-cum in ... me." You choked out. Yami obliges filling your poor hole to the brim. Swiveling his hips to the side making sure he doesn't waste a single drop. Giving the shell of your ear a kiss, "You kept your arch this whole time." He praised. "Still ... mad." You pant. "We can go again if you're still mad." He says. His hands digging into your plump ass eyeing the mess the both of you created, "No ... get off can't keep apologizing with dick."

"B-but I thought that was our thing." He whined.

#luffysgomugomuprincess 😈 #yami sukehiro x black! fem reader #yami sukehiro smut #animesmut #black clover smut #black clover yami sukehiro #black! fanfic writer #ambw #x black!fem!reader #x black! female reader #black! fanfic author

[sapphe-ire]

Unfair~

THIS TOOK SO LONG. but in my defense uni was kicking my ass and the semester is finally over. funny thing is this is just an example of how i write, not even a completed fic, yet it took forever💀 but enjoy

tw: unprotected sex, public sex, cursing, nicknames [pretty girl, princess]

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“Mmm…fuck~” i moan under him softly, knees weakening with every touch, thrust and groan reverberating in my ear. He grips my sides tight and harshly thrusts into me. This would normally be my style but seeing as where in a changing room, i’d prefer going just a little slower. Though i guess i’d have to make due, because i will fight if he pulls out now.

The feeling of the head of his cock slightly poking and prodding against my cervix is driving me towards an orgasm and fast, and i know he can feel it. “Is my pretty girl gonna cum already?” he whispers teasingly with that usual tone of his that i can’t get enough of, though i’d rather not entertain him further and just cum so i can ride him and moan louder later 

I tap his broad shoulder three times, a rule we developed to indicate orgasms when we fuck in public, and i can practically feel the smirk that develops on his defined features. He slips me somewhat lower down the wall he has me pressed against and goes faster on purpose, his cock pushing against my cervix more so than ever while his large frame looks down at me.

I slap my hand over my mouth quickly and grab the same shoulder I tapped harder than before, pissed that he pulled this stunt but too lost in the realms of my impending orgasm to care.

“Hmm, i can feel that you’re pissed, princess. Don't worry, i'll fill you nice and deep, yeah?” he chuckled, his baritone but sultry whisper doing more to me than he notices. My head pushes harder against the wall as i bite my lip sharply…

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#yami x reader #yami sukehiro #yami sukehiro smut #black clover fanfiction #black clover #black clover smut #yami smut #yami x reader smut #yami black clover #yami black clover smut #black clover yami #black clover yami smut #black clover yami fanfic #sapphé escribe

[emjiroki]

7, 8, 14, and 4 for the ask game I’d be interested in hearing about Yami if that’s cool! If you have another character in mind that’s perfectly fine too!!!

I'll definitely do more for Yami since I don't talk about often!!! Aahhh I love that man 😍

4.How messy is the sex, or do you and your f/o try to keep it as clean as possible?

MESSY!!!! He's a big sweaty man and cums wherever he wants. Plus he's always got me drooling on myself. Messy.

7.Any favourite positions?

Doggy is my personal favorite. But Yami almost always wants me on top of him. He always says he likes the view too much.

8.Any favourite places (ex. bedroom, kitchen, on a desk, against the wall  etc)?

Yami wants it when he wants it, does not care where or if anyone is in the room; im thankfully able to drag him to the bedroom most of the time. There have been times when we might've gotten a little too tipsy and everyone around us has just had to leave the room.

14.What’s something that usually gets your f/o in the mood?

Being drunk. Which is a lot of the time. He can't keep his big hands to himself and its a little too easy to give in to him. Me sitting on his lap in general never fails especially when paired with his ultimate downfall, neck kisses 💕

#spicy ask game 🌶 #inbox 💌 #yami sukehiro #em x yami 💕 #yami sukehiro smut #em talks 👄 #selfships 🚢❤️

[bowandcurtsey]

Happy Birthday, Yami Sukehiro

A little something something for my husbando, again. Something a little more sweet and fluffy this time, hehe. It's been awhile, hasn't it?

Waking up with Yami

Characters: Yami Sukehiro x F! reader TW: NSFW under the cut, minors dni

Waking up with Yami was always a love-hate thing. He hates waking up especially when it was early. You wondered how he used to be a fisherman back at his hometown.

"Well baby, a skilled fisherman would still get his fish," he would always smirk at you, "look now, I have a mermaid in my arms."

He would snooze and cage you in his arms, not letting you go despite your protests. His engine just starts slowly and you just have to wait. In his arms.

Well, you aren't really complaining since you get to see him sleep and it was the most peaceful moment ever. You could see the light creases on his forehead, his beautiful sharp nose, his short but full lashes, his thin but nicely shaped brows. (you always complain that it's unfair his brows get a natural nice shape and how you always have to shape yours in pain.)

Some days where he's particularly stressed, you could see that his face was sharper, showing off his stunning jaw line, accompanied by his stubbles. Ahh, his annoying stubbles that prick you whenever his face was close to your skin. It doesn't really hurt, but it tickles sometimes and he knows it.

Somedays he would purposely nuzzle his face into your sensitive areas so that his stubbles would irritate you and you would retaliate by plucking his stubbles one by one with your fingers. He low key loves it when you do that.

Waking up with him is different from falling asleep next to him. Throughout the night, as his body heat gets the better of you, you find yourself pulling away and you would roll to your own sides of the bed.

But when he pulls you in every morning back into his arms, it's like he missed you even if you just parted to your own ends of the bed for awhile, it's like an assurance that come the next day, you both would find your way back to each other.

You loved how you fit nicely into his arms, like you were just made for each other. His warmth and soft breathing always relaxes you, and fills you with a sense of security that nobody could hurt you as long as he's here. Your eyelids are droopy again, as you fall back into your short slumber.

Some days when you both have not much planned in the day, Yami would not get out of bed before noon time.

Your cheeky bastard of a boyfriend would not keep his hands to himself. His hands would find the curve of your back, and then lowered to your ass, giving it little squeezes.

It then goes up to your boobs and he lays it there for awhile. This man absolutely loves your boobs. He loved the shape, the size, your nipples, everything about it.

You then feel his hardened member against the small of your back.

"baby, we just did it last night..." you smacked his thighs lightly.

"mhmm," he nuzzles into the crook of your neck, "it's never enough with you princess."

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And today, it was special, you knew he was going to push his luck.

"But I'm sore from last night baby," you whined a little.

"Best way to cure soreness is to do more exercises baby," you could already feel his grin on your shoulders. His hands were already on it's way to your sore area.

"You're totally taking advantage of your birthday, aren't you?"

"Heh. Birthday boy privileges," he was already pulling whatever little amount of fabric you put on last night, off.

"You're not tired, huh?"

"That few rounds from last night? Nah."

And before you knew it, you were spun around and caged under his huge frame again. The black bulls captain was already working on creating more marks on your body.

You mewled as he sucked on your skin and toyed with your nipples.

"we're going for more rounds until you're filled to the brim with me, so surpass your limits baby."

#yami x reader #yami black clover #captain yami #black clover yami #yami sukehiro headcanons #yami sukehiro smut #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #black clover scenarios #black clover fanfiction #black clover imagines

[kleftiko]

❦ THIGH RIDING

cw: mature, gn!reader, thigh riding

i love this man

yami loves when you sit in his lap. he’s a big man and he likes to hold you, he likes to stroke your back comfortingly with his rough hand as he does his own thing and he can just enjoy your presence. but his touch just gets you going every time. he’ll be reading his paper, fingers drawing patterns over your spine and leaving goosebumps as you curl into his chest; breathing in his scent of smoke and warmth.

you don’t even realize when you start to move your hips against him.

your arms are around his shoulders, face buried in his neck. initially, you were tired and just wanted to cuddle, but now you’re grinding against his thigh, small whimpers leaving your lips.

“what are you doing, pretty thing,” he whispers into your ear and you shiver, “using my leg like that?”

“sorry.” you whine but don’t stop.

both his hands end up travelling to your hips, holding you down for more pressure as you gasp.

yami takes over your ministrations, moving you against his flexed leg as the friction from your pants shooting pleasure through you over and over—your orgasm coming up too fast for you to handle and pretty soon you’re soaking your man’s leg through the fabric.

huffs and pants are the only sounds heard as you recover, until his hand leaves your hip and moves to undo his belt.

you look up at his smile as he says, “my turn.”

#yami x reader #sukehiro yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #black clover smut #black clover x reader #black clover fanfiction #yami sukehiro smut #black clover fluff #black clover #sukehiro yami #yami sukehiro #sukehiro x reader

[whereiskoko]

Black Clover Men and Their Sizes pt2

Yami

We all know he’s a big boy

He has 8 inches packed and 9.3 erected

Despite popular belief he doesn’t keep down there clean

Nozel

He trains well he finds the time

He is packing with 7.5 and 8.7 when erected

As a royal he has servants to comb his hair and stuff but he prefers to handle down there himself

Fuegoleon

He trains his squad everyday

He is packing 8.2 inches and 9.5 when erected

He prides himself as being properly groomed

William

Does this guy every work out 😵‍💫

He has 6 inches and 7.6 when erected

He grooms down there once a week

Nacht

He has a nice slender build

He has 6.7 inches and 7.6 when erected

He doesn’t find the time to groom himself but he does when he has the chance.

Langris

He doesn’t trains since he is classified as perfect

He has around 5.6 inches and 6.7 when erected

He doesn’t know how to maintain it properly

Will be doing the wizard kings for part 3

#black clover manga #yami sukehiro #yami x reader #nozel x vanessa #nozel x reader #nozel silva #fuegoleon vermillion #langris vaude #william vangeance #black clover smut

[kyokutsu-sama]

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The captain's sword

A/n: I've been writing about this man on ao3, I've already posted two works there and I'll post this one there later. This captain makes me feel things🤭(Seriously bro, there's something about men with tough personalities that attracts me...)

Tw: NSFW content

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You wondered how you had managed to get to the base without falling along the way due to exhaustion. Your mana was extinct as was your energy, all you wanted to do at that moment was pass out on your soft mattress and sleep for the whole week but it seems that you had other plans before going to sleep.

You saw Yami at the counter and wanted to kill him after he sent you on a mission that almost cost you your life.

"There you are, you scoundrel !" You said, approaching the counter. "You were drinking and smoking while I was there dying, weren't you?"

"Who do you think you're talking to?" He looked at you with a raised eyebrow and an unfriendly expression on his face, as if he wanted to intimidate you but you were too mad to be afraid

"With my stupid captain, Yami Sukehiro" You said, sitting next to him and he looked at you for a long moment in silence, the cigarette smoke leaving his lips after he took a long sigh. He undoubtedly liked your defiant air when you dared to speak like that, strong women were his type and he was definitely going to play that game.

"Your tongue is very sharp tonight, I see" He slightly curved his lips upwards

"I thought you liked tough girls with sharp tongues. What's the problem now? Can't you handle them?" You teased and he closed his eyes with another long sigh

"Here, drink" He said, extending the large mug of beer to you

"You didn’t answer my question"

"Drink" He insisted and since you knew he was stubborn, you decided to do what he said

There was no one else there, you thought it was strange since they would also like to be there drinking or breaking everything but maybe they were already asleep. It was late and you were supposed to be sleeping too but since your dear captain was there, you weren't just going to turn your back on him. He enjoyed your company even if you were mad at him and you also couldn't ignore him when he was offering you drinks and company too.

Anyone who didn't know him at that moment would think he was a calm person, with half-closed eyes, a lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, some strands of his black hair falling over his face making him even more attractive and an expressionless face. However, he was not someone to mess with and everyone there knew it. You also knew and that's why you pushed his buttons until he lost his patience, which was little and led him to do crazy things. He also did the same to you, teasing you every day until you went crazy. Deep down you knew he has a tender heart when it comes to you, even if he teases you twenty-four hours, even if he gives you more difficult training because he believes in you and your abilities and that you can surpass your limits, even though he was a stubborn and short-tempered at times, you loved him with all his flaws. You knew that inside his little heart was you and he himself admitted that to you a lot of times.

You placed the empty mug on the table and looked at him, who still seemed focused on a random corner of the room.

"I finished drinking, are you going to answer me now?" You said, looking at him

"Drink another one"He replied, taking a drag on his cigarette, still without looking at you

"Yami, are you testing my patience ?" You raised an eyebrow and tilted your head slightly to the side

"You're the one testing my patience, princess. Did the mission go well or do I need to go in there and take out the other guy for you?”

"No, I already did what had to be done, I even broke the sword you gave me last week"

"You broke what?" He looked at you as you placed the remaining part of the sword on the table. "Honey, I hadn't even finished paying, in fact, I didn't even pay mine, let alone yours"

“Well, Yami, it looks like you're going to have to start saving more money instead of betting everything on gambling like you always do, even with your clothes” You looked away in the last words, remembering when he came back from long nights completely naked after having bet them on gambling

“So what? My nudity is nothing new to others... and not to you either" He gave a little smile and you felt a slight blush on your cheeks."Now, regarding the sword, leave it to me. I'll see if I can find some money to pay this shit for the next hundred years"

"And see if the next one is of quality"

"It's not about quality when you don't know how to wield it"

"What did you say, Yami?" You looked at him with a threatening look

"Nothing" He said, raising hands in a kind of surrender

"See? You don't even have the balls to repeat what you said to my face, it just proves that you can't handle a strong woman like me" You teased and got up from the bench but he grabbed your arm turning you towards him

"Princess, you're making me lose my mind with all that tough personality. Come here" He picked you up and put you on his shoulder so easily and quickly that you make you scream at his sudden movement

"Yami, what are you doin--" He slapped your butt as he carried you to his room."Are you punishing me now?”

“And it’s just the beginning, baby" He laughed and entered the bedroom

He threw you on the bed and closed the door, you looked at him as he put out his cigarette and looked you up and down, wondering where he would start.

"Why are you looking at me? I thought you were a man of action"

"Be quiet brat, I'm concentrating" He said as he took off his tattered black cape and shirt.

"Brat? What happened to ‘princess’?"

"They will evolve for worse if you keep talking" He said climbing onto the bed and holding your face in his hand

Yes, it would, you knew it would. The beautiful nicknames he gave in the beginning would be the future dirty talk. It was only making the heat in the room rise as well as the heat building up between your thighs. However, he also had to be punished for the mission he had given you and you would take care of it.

"What’s wrong? Why aren't you laughing now?" He asked with a low voice close to your face and you blushed

He would tease you until the end, until you couldn't handle it anymore, take you to the limits and even beyond that. That was his type.

He pushed you onto the mattress and got on top of you, removing your clothes and you helped him, his strong and hurried hands roaming your body. He leaned towards you and kissed your lips, taking your breath away with heat and strength, you hugged him close to you, taking your hands to run down his back. His hand slid between your thighs and stroked the wetness that increased the more he touched you, he pulled your lip between his teeth before settling on your neck and sucking the skin there. You could already feel your sweaty skin and slight goosebumps, you whimpered when he placed his fingers in you and you tight them inside you. The ability that man had to make you forget that you were mad at him moments ago was impressive. You arched your back and both bodies touched, there was no distance between the two and you were delirious with so much proximity. You put a hand to the back of his head, he was still marking your skin and tasting every bit of it.

The fingers moving in and out and scissoring, opening more space inside you as you writhed and moaned beneath his huge body covering yours. His thumb brushing against the sensitive bud and sending shivers throughout your body, making your legs tremble. Your eyes rolled back in pleasure just at the feeling of his lips kissing your neck. You were close but you held yourself back so you didn't have to come before you could take control of the situation and play with him a little too. You grabbed his forearm and removed his fingers from you and turned him around, sitting on top of him, resting your hands on his chest while he looked at you, intrigued that you had changed roles.

"You're feeling very confident today" He joked, placing his hands on your waist

"My turn to punish you for giving me such a troublesome mission today" You said taking the belt off his pants to tie his wrists above his head, to prevent him from touching you

"You don't think this will last long, do you?" He chuckled, looking at you and you smiled

"No, but I just need some time for what I'm going to do. Don't worry dear, I'll be gentle with you" You leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips

You knew that he would go along with it because deep down he liked having you on top showing your strength, that turned him on.

You held the waistband of his pants and removed them. You had the beautiful vision of him all naked and with his arms tied above his head and that only made things heat up more. You brought a hand to his dick, stroking it while you looked at him and saw his hands start to fight to free himself, he just wanted you to continue what you were doing because it felt too good.

You spat into the palm of your hand to make back and forth movements as you felt your insides tighten with emptiness and the desire to take him right there but you liked the idea of just watching him suffer a little. Not that he was suffering from your touch but rather the fact that he wanted to grab your hips and bury himself inside you.

"What's wrong, Yami? I can't see your smile right now" You teased, using his words and he bit his lip, seeing the way you were teasing him

"You're a teaser"He said with a hoarse voice and his eyes half-open

Your hand moved faster around him, his hands fought to free themselves again, you weren't sure if he was closer to coming or letting go from the belt and making you pay for it.

He was right when he said that it wouldn't last long, and besides, he wouldn't need to try very hard to get out of that knot.

And it was when you least expected it that one of his hands was already on your wrist, preventing you from doing anything else, you looked at him after being taken by surprise.

He turned you around and placed you under him on the mattress and pinning your wrists above your head with one hand, looking at your panting and flushed face.

It seems like you would have to leave your revenge for another day.

"You found a way to surpass your limits again, did you?" You smiled and he chuckled

"You make me surpass them"

"Good to kno---" You barely finished your sentence and he turned your back to him and lifted your hips up. All that desire of his was making him impatient and with little time for conversation.

"You talk too much" His hand rested on the red skin after slapping your butt. "Just watch me surpass my limits again"

He was quick to place himself inside you and fill your insides to the deepest point, your fingers grabbed the sheets in front of you and your moans were muffled against it.

“You're so tight right now, Y/n”He sighed heavily."Don't tell me you were thinking about me while you were there fighting?"

He placed one hand on the back of your head, keeping your head against the mattress and the other hand on the headboard as he sped up his thrusts. You could barely breathe at that moment, even if you wanted to lean your head back, his strong hand was pressing you and the only thing you could do was feel your legs tremble and whimper every time his body collided against yours. The others would probably hear all those dirty sounds coming from the room but you wouldn't believe that any of them would be stupid enough to complain about it out loud, unless they wanted to move up the date of their death. He removed one hand from the back of your neck and brought it to your clit to make circular movements that made you tighten more and more around him. You felt the butterflies in your stomach intensifying when you came, your legs weakened and your fingers were still holding the sheets with some strength as he filled you with his cum, until you felt it running down your thighs. He withdrew from you and pulled your body back so that you were leaning against his chest, he bent down and kissed your neck while his arms hugged your body from behind making you feel protected from everything.

He could have all that size and be a brute, but he always seemed so clingy and careful with you. It was as if you changed his personality for something different, not very different but at least it softened this man's little heart a little.

"I'm sorry Y/n, I won't let you go on a mission like that alone again" He said kissing the top of your head and tightening his arms around you

"And I think I should also apologize for breaking the sword”

"Don't worry about it, I'll find another one. Even if it means not seeing my paycheck for months or probably years" He said laughing

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