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seraenea · 26 days ago

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﹒⌗﹒CAUGHT OFF GUARD ✮ multi ⸝⸝

fluff + suggestive!, female!reader, multiple characters, jjk, bllk, sakadays, kn8, haikyuu, lads, 420 wc

NOTHING beats the tranquil atmosphere before bedtime—reading a good book in peace before going to sleep; that’s what you always said.

Note: said, not say.

Not until your boyfriend—who had just gotten out of the shower—broke your peaceful state by humming his made-up symphony. You groaned, pushing your book down onto your lap.

“Baaaby, could you keep it down, please?” you pleaded, your voice soft and raspy—a clear sign of your drowsiness—before resuming your reading.

As if on cue, he stopped—miraculously, you thought. It was awfully silent afterward, but you paid it no mind. You were deeply engrossed that you didn't realize him sneaking up beside you—pulling the book from your hands. “There. My turn.” he sighed victoriously, putting the book up high before pulling you onto him, nuzzling your neck, inhaling your scent like it were his life line, one arm wrapped around you in a bear hug, his heavy thighs entwining yours—no escape.

You yelped, groaned, and chuckled at the antics he showered to you alone. “You’re mean. I’m still reading, y'know.” you scolded him; he groan in response.

Sighing defeatedly, you decided to stay like that for a few minutes before attempting to wriggle free from his hold. “Okay, that's enough, let me have my bo—”

“No. Stay like this.” he murmured, his voice stern—authoritative, his hands gripping you a little tighter; you stiffened. You almost believed his seriousness, until you saw a small mischievous tug at his lips.

“Stop playing with me..” you frowned with a chuckle, pinching his cheeks mercilessly, eliciting a not-so-pained moan from him. He opened one of his eyes slowly—caught red-handed. “Give me my book back.”

He looked up, feigning thought. “The magic word?”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “What’re you? A kid?”

He chuckled, low and hoarse, his voice tinged with mischief. Leaning close, he whispered, “I'm not a kid anymore; I can even make a kid in you.” his voice lacing with obvious flirtation.

Oh, the way he stole your breath away in a millisecond with those words.

But you were resilient.

You leaned close as well, fluttering your eyes down to his lips, then back to his eyes—an alluring gesture that always captivated him. “I dare you to try it.” you taunted, snatching your book from his grasp before running out of the room with a cheeky, victorious smile.

Caught off guard, he smiled, clutching his chest as he felt his heart beating like he had just run a marathon—his cheeks flushed. “Dear God, she's gonna kill me.”

GOJO SATORU , kamo choso, MICHAEL KAISER , geto suguru, ITOSHI RIN, itadori yuji, FUSHIGURO MEGUMI, nagi seishiro, ITOSHI SAE, tetsuro kuroo, MIKAGE REO, nagumo yoichi, ISAGI YOICHI, karasu tabito, OTOYA EITA, yukimiya kenyu, FUSHIGURO TOJI, hoshina soshiro, NARUMI GEN, zayne, RAFAYEL, xavier, SYLUS, oikawa tooru, CALEB + your favs♡

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seraenea · 27 days ago

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✮ kaiser's game / michael kaiser | nsfw

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﹒⌗﹒KAISER'S GAME ✮ michael kaiser ⸝⸝

18+ mdni!, female!reader, p in v, profanities, teasing, mean!kaiser, 1,057 wc.

TO SAY you were happy was an understatement; you were ecstatic—a contented feeling after a few weeks apart from your beloved boyfriend, Michael Kaiser.

Actually, scratch that.

You weren't just ecstatic; you were…heated. the moment he walked into your shared abode, you couldn't help but feel restless, eager, desperate—a clear sign of your aroused libido. It wasn't surprising, considering he’d been away for a while, leaving you with no choice but to manage yourself while he wasn't around.

Every single night, you yearned for him—his touch, his kisses, everything—which is why here you were, begging, pleading for an ounce of his attention; pathetically needy.

“Micha..please..” you whined, slyly snaking your dainty arms around his topless torso. The warmth of his body against yours ignited your desires—like a fuel to a flame—it burns relentlessly.

“Hm? What is it, schatz?” he hummed, his tone a subtle mockery of your pathetically pleasing advances to lure him. Michael was amused; he knew what you wanted, but pretended to be clueless. He was doing this on purpose to feed his ego.

“Want you…now, please..” you murmured, caressing and purposely grazing your fingertips on his skin—an aphrodisiac gesture that sent shivers tingling down his spine, almost breaking his unwavering attempt of restraining.

Fuck.

He was indulging it all: your desperate moans, needy whispers of his name, teasing touches—all of it. Biting the flesh of his lip, he proceeded with his meticulous culinary work—feigning indifference.

The warmth of your lips pressing on his back made him jolt; you moaned at his reaction. Gliding the warm pad of your tongue, you traced the line of his spine, palming his rigid abs with your restless hand—sliding lower until you reached the band of his boxers. Michael chuckled, immediately halting your hand just before you could reach his erogenous zone; you groaned—greedily. “Schatz, don't you think…your hands are wandering a bit too much?” he scolded, finally facing you.

“Don't care—want you now, please micha.. just a little…” you batted your eyes at him, biting your lip as you maintained eye contact—a cock-twitching sight.

“What does my little angel want, hm?” he cooed, lifting your chin—reflexively eliciting a moan.

“You, micha…please—want you..I need you.” you replied, your voice shaky—desperate.

Feigning bafflement, he tilted his head. “Me…?” he asked, nuzzling your neck. “What do you want me to do?” he whispered, his voice muffled against your skin that reverberated throughout your veins; you moaned at the delectable sensation. “Say it, schatz.” he said, no, demanded—authoritatively.

You knew he was doing this on purpose, and it irritates you. But you didn't care anymore—you wanted him so bad, hell, you'd kneel and kiss his feet if it means he'll give you what you want.

You hissed at the feeling of his calloused palm on the flesh of your ass, moaning his name when he kneaded it harshly. Reflexively, you ground your legs against each other, creating friction as you bit your lip. Kaiser chuckled—eyeing your desperate frame. “You're pretty little pussy wants my cock, does it, hm?”

Oh how you nodded at his words reflexively—brazenly.

With a click of his tongue, he squeezed your cheeks, pulling you close enough to feel his ragged breath—an impatient gesture that elicited a guttural moan from you. “Use your words; I can't hear you, schatz..” his voice, low and hoarse, was authoritative; you mewled. “Go on, say what you want from me..” he impelled further.

“Yes, yess—please—want you to fill me up, micha; want your cock deep in me, please, please..” you begged frantically, desperately, like your life depended on it.

God, Kaiser didn't expect you to yearn for him this much, he’d lie if he didn't admit he fucking loved it.

With a low, reverberating chuckle, he hoisted you onto the counter, your legs spreading eagerly like a reflex. “Oh, schatz, look at you; soaking wet for me..” he groaned, beholding your soaked panty. you gasped satisfyingly—eyeing him as he freed his aching cock, giving it a few strokes before tapping it against your pooling panties.

“Ah micha..yes, yes..” you moaned at the delectable pressure of his fat cock against your clit, making you buck your hips. Impatience coursing in your veins, you bit your lip as you slid your panties aside, revealing your glistening entrance—an indecent spectacle that took his breath away.

“Shit…this all f’me, schatz?” he cursed under his breath.

You nodded repetitively, grinding your swollen nub against his angry tip. you hummed. “Micha—can’t no more—put it in, please..” you were utterly breathless, barely sane—a begging mess that fueled Michael Kaiser's malice.

Kaiser chuckled at your desperation. He aligned his cock against your hole, pushing his hips a little until his tip entered; you moaned, biting your lip with a shaky chuckle—beholding at the lewd sight beneath: how his flushed tip penetrated your tight hole; how your pussy spasms deliciously as if inviting his shaft wholly—a lascivious spectacle.

“Oh..” you groaned when he pulled back and pushed back again—deliberately and teasingly—making you ache.

Micha. Micha. Micha.

You chanted his name like a mantra—a confession of pleasure as he continued with his indecent deed.

“Oh, micha…don't tease, please—want all your cock in me, ple—oh oh—”

You gasped as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper, reaching the depths of your core—an eye rolling sensation that almost swirled your sanity into flurry. You sighed in ecstasy, feeling his girth slowly filling your tightness.

Deeper. Deeper.

Until he pressed into the deepest part of your womanhood. “Ah, Micha—y’so bi—ah—hmm so deep..” you moaned in mixed discomfort and pleasure, feeling his tip kiss your cervix.

“You like that, don't you, schatz?” he taunted, rolling his hips, purposely grazing your sensitive clit; you gasped, clawing at his forearms.

“Yes, yes, yes, oh please—please move faster—micha, mi—”

He pulled out entirely, making you groan at the sudden emptiness; he chuckled. Leaning to your ear, he whispered, “Unfortunately, I've got chef duties to finish..” before pressing a chaste kiss on your temple—leaving you in an utterly breathless mess.

What an asshole.

You grumbled, moaned, and sulked as you followed him, begging him to continue.

He tugged a smug smile. This is the game Michael Kaiser plays—to make you desperately beg for him.

How Michael Kaiser loved it when you yearn for him—mentally noting to give you what you want later…if you beg enough.

Just you wait.

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seraenea · 29 days ago

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✮ pretty please / gojo satoru | nsfw

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seraenea · 29 days ago

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﹒⌗﹒PRETTY PLEASE ✮ gojo satoru ⸝⸝

18+ mdni!, female!reader, cunnilingus, cum eating, swearing, 522 wc

GOJO SATORU is a man who excels at everything. He's a fast learner, precise, erudite—skillful in everything he does; his tongue was no different.

He laps your cunt like there were no tomorrow—messily, agressively—always taking your breath away. He's like a beast in disguise, sucking and licking your swollen bud, as if his life depended on it. And what was happening at the moment is no different. The moment he delves into his pleasure, there’s no stopping him until he's satiated—a greedy beast, to be blunt. He’s relentless, driven, intoxicated—eating you out like you were his last meal.

Every corner of the room is tainted and filled with the cacophony of moans, groans, wet squelches—Satoru’s sinful symphony. Not to mention the obscene position you both in: legs spread wide, as his toned arms push your thighs towards your stomach, his vibrant blue eyes fixated on your glistening core—a lewd sight. “Oh—yes, yes—right there, baby—oh..” you moaned gutturally, biting your lip. Involuntarily, you grip his soft locks from the euphoric sensation he gave—a simple gesture that fuels his libido; he groans, lapping your cunt hungrily.

With fluttering, hooded eyes, he observes your expression: eyes shut close, lips tugging a small satisfied smile as you sigh in pleasure, God, it’s intoxicating. And like a fuel to a flame, his carnal desires flourish. The once-maintained pace of his tongue transitions into something more ecstatic—otherworldly.

Your pussy flutters.

“Oh god!—yes, yes!” your body jolts as you squeal in pleasure, biting your lip as you reach for his arm, stroking it lovingly as if thanking him.

Satoru groans, hums, and chuckles—clearly indulging in the way you sound. His grip tightens a little more as your hips spasm from his tongue’s rhythmic movement, causing you to come undone in his mouth with a shaky sigh. “Oh, baby…shit—hah.”

He holds you tight, hands stroking your thighs as he licks you clean with a low hum.

With a loud exhale, Satoru pulls his head back, freeing your legs from his rigid hold. He gazes at how your small, glistening hole flutters as the remnants of your sweet essence trickled down—an intoxicating sight. “Fuck, baby, look at your pretty little hole letting out so much treat for me.” Satoru groans; you mewl—cloudy eyes fixated on your messy cunt.

Despite your hazy vision, you swear you caught a glimpse of how his vibrant orbs gleam with desire, hunger—he’s insatiable.

He licks his lips.

You groan at the sight.

Satoru chuckles eagerly as he searches for your eyes—asking for permission. “Fuuuck, let me taste you more, sweets, please?” he moans—desperation etched on his face as he presses a kiss to your inner thigh; your back arches, humming in utter satisfaction.

“Yes, please, baby—do me…till you're…satiated.” you moan between his featherlight kisses beneath.

With a victorious smile, he chuckles, his eyes locked on yours, before abruptly pressing a teasing kiss to your sensitive clit. “Spread wider for me, baby…pretty please?” he whispers before nuzzling back to your erogenous zone, passing the warm pad of his tongue over your puffy clitoris with delectably deliberate strokes and pressure—humming at the taste of you.

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