#*hq!!

[yekokataa]

do you guys know about the internet roadtrip? right now somewhere between 500 and 900 people are collectively 'driving' a car on google street view trying to make it to canada. it's fun i recommend it

[thesecondsanctuary]

just exported ch4s sprites! and its very important to me that this one is called spr_susie_breakfast_polite

[carrionkid]

Opened insta reels for the first time in months and I think it might literally be hell

[sowlmates]

best friends to lovers is about DEVOTION it's about CODEPENDENCY it's about the intimacy of being known and being seen it's about holding someone so close to your heart you forget where you end and where they begin it's about knowing the worst parts about someone and loving them not only despite but FOR it

[hanavbara]

retro haikyuu!! 🧡🏐✨

[merlucide]

BOKUTO.ೃ࿔* who desperately wants you to think he’s cool. He’ll do everything in his power to impress you—oh, your bag is too heavy? No problem! Bo’s got it! aaaand he can carry Akaashi’s bag too! See how strong he is? Isn’t he the coolest?! Wait—hold on, you really think so?

KUROO.ೃ࿔* who loves when you manhandle him. Tug him by his tie, and honey he’s at your mercy. Slide your hands along his neck with that sly smile of yours, and you’ll have him utterly undone. He just has to lean in with a lopsided smirk, hand cupping your jaw, being completely enchanted by you.

TSUKKI.ೃ࿔* who keeps you from wandering aimlessly like a lost puppy. You always ‘turn your brain off’, according to Kei. he’ll firmly place his hand on the top of your head and steer you in the right direction, rolling his eyes and teasing about how you’d be completely and utterly lost without him.

SUNARIN.ೃ࿔* who always, ALWAYS, has to have his hands on you. If you are with in reach he will rest his hands on your hips and tug you against him. If you’re walking around then your fingers will be interlocked. He also likes to put his hand in your back pocket in your jeans

IWAIZUMI.ೃ࿔* who gets genuinely gets flustered every time you compliment him. It could be anything small, like a simple ‘That’s a good color on you’ has him bashfully muttering a small ‘thanks,’ with his cheeks tinged pink. He hates how easily you turn him into a mess—especially when you giggle in realization and lean in to kiss him— Oh he just can’t take it!!

AKAASHI.ೃ࿔* who always walks you to and from your destination, no matter the time, place, or weather. Any time spent with you is spent well. He needs to make sure you get to your destination safely of course! He waits until he absolutely cannot see you anymore before he starts his journey back.

ATSUMU.ೃ࿔* who gives the BEST hugs. You always feel so safe and so loved when his arms are wrapped firmly around your waist. His head tucks into your neck as if he never wants to let go. And when he’s feeling all soft, he’ll cradle your cheek in his hand, his thumb brushing tenderly across your skin as he gazes at you like you hung the stars. Though, that’s just ‘Tsumu’s normal expression when you’re around.

KAGEYAMA.ೃ࿔* who’s always looking for you, even if you’re not there. It’s just a habit of his, probably because his mind is constantly plagued of your smiling face 24/7. The moment he spots you, he’s making a beeline, linking his pinky with yours whispering ‘What took you so long?’.

USHIWAKA.ೃ࿔* who’s the perfect gentleman. He pulls out your chair, walks on the side closest to the road, and never shows up empty-handed, always bringing you a bouquet of roses on every Sunday with a respectful kiss on the hand. Life with ‘Toshi is as easy as breathing.

OIKAWA.ೃ࿔* who can’t help but be ridiculously cheesy, really he can’t! Not when you’re his darling sugarplum and one and only till the end of forever! Reject his dramatic love proclamations? Oh, absolutely not! That’s just who he is, and you’ll have to endure it, sweetheart.

HINATA.ೃ࿔* who always offers piggyback rides when your feet hurt. Don’t underestimate his little body!—he can lift you with ease, carrying you down the street like it’s nothing. Sho’ would insist you get on his back regardless if your feet hurt or not—can you really blame him? Who wouldn’t want a cutie hanging onto them!

KENMA.ೃ࿔* who silently watches you in admiration when you put your makeup on. Sitting on the toilet lid, he holds your makeup bag and hands you your lip gloss before you even ask. He shyly looks away with his cheeks warm and lips pursed together when you ask ‘how do I look?’.

OSAMU.ೃ࿔* who can’t help the loopy grin on his face when you do a little twirl, showing off your new outfit. He could care less about shopping, truly, he hates it. But if it means seeing you all dolled up and happy, he doesn’t mind it one bit.

SAKUSA.ೃ࿔* who pulls you close to him when you are in public spaces. He takes your hands and squirts his Hello Kitty hand sanitizer (The one you got him) into your hands before rubbing his own. Scathingly glares at the man who accidentally bumped into you. He absolutely cannot let you have unwanted contact with strangers! no yucky germs allowed on his baby.

YAMAGUCHI.ೃ࿔* who always firmly holds your hand in crowds. Out in public he’ll hold your hand regardless, but when everyone is packed together his anxiety skyrockets. He’s always nervous of you two being separated in the crowd. He takes the lead to guide you both out of the mingled mess of people, and when it’s over, please give him a  forehead kiss—he’s earned it.

TENDOU.ೃ࿔* who takes Shounen Saturdays very seriously. You don’t get to skip it! Not when it’s a sacred tradition of binge-watching both of your favorite shows with sugary snacks! You two are all bundled together on the couch and gasping and giggling at the TV. He refuses to let you watch the next episode without him, Will curse your whole bloodline if you do (affectionate).

HOSHIUMI.ೃ࿔* who might just be the worst person to play board games with. When he’s winning, he’s full of smug trash talk, loudly boasting about his ‘inevitable victory’, but the second he starts losing? ‘This game is rigged!’ ‘you cheated!,’ or ‘this is bullshit!’. It’s even worse better when there’s a bet involved—he’ll do anything to avoid letting you win. That’s how you get him to help you clean most the time hehe.

LEV.ೃ࿔* who clings to you, always. You are concerned for his neck and back for always resting around you in uncomfortable positions, but he never seems to complain. Standing up Lev has his arms around you and head smushed against yours, laying down his long legs wrap around your own and he burrows himself in your warmth. If Lev could have it his way, he would never stop touching you.

AONE.ೃ࿔* who’s a certified purse carrier. you don’t make him— of course not! He insists actually. He could care less about being seen with a hot pink decorated purse slung on his arm, it’s quite the sight. This also goes for shopping of course, Nobu’ just trails behind with arms full of whatever you managed to snag on 50% off.

uhu I wrote some for kyotani+suga+goshiki+etc but I didn’t like them sob sob

lemme know whatcha think! (And if I should do pt2 lolz)

made January 26th 2025

[acervobatman]

[spoksstuff]

teasing hinata is a team sport too 😜

all credits to the artist @skyellux on ig & tumblr

[qardenofeden]

“kei, do you ever think about how strange it is that we've never fought?” you ask, limbs tangled with his as you cuddle on his bed.

it’s 10:03 PM and you’re doing your best to fight against the chilling, icy atmosphere of tsukishima’s room. for some reason, he likes to sleep like a vampire.

“do you want to?” he offers with an arm wrapped around your shoulders. tsukki doesn’t even open his eyes when he responds, too sleepy to entertain another one of your late night overthinking sessions.

“no,” you say calmly, “but we’ve been together for 7 months. we must either be like, the greatest couple of all time or the exact opposite.”

you feel his chest rise and deflate against your head as he lets an overly dramatic sigh.

you knew tsukishima kei wasn’t one for pda. hell, it was one of the things you loved about him. he knew how to make you feel loved without having to scream it to the world.

like that one time on one of your first dates, when you had accidentally fallen asleep on the soft grass of the park while waiting for his weekend practice to end. you woke up with a hand massaging your scalp.

“how long have you been waiting there?” you giggle, rising from your slumber as you rub your eyes awake. he pulls away, casually avoiding your gaze. “why didn’t you wake me?”

kei only shrugs, “you looked peaceful.”

or that other time you got sick for a week and couldn’t make it to school, so he immediately visited you as soon as you got better and brought his backpack with him.

“i got two copies of all the homeworks due next week, so you don’t have to ask the teachers for them.” he unpacks his notes and fishes out two pens from his bag before turning to you. “come, i’ll teach you everything you missed.”

your teachers praised you for how responsible you were, and told you how much they appreciated that you took the initiative to study.

yeah, you totally did that.

or like right now, and all the other nights you’ve spent at his place. because unbeknownst to you, tsukishima kei sets up his bedroom every single time you visit. he tidies up, cleaning even spots that you would never think to look at. but most importantly, and tsukishima knows this routine by heart, he turns the a/c to the highest setting so you’d be forced to cuddle against him underneath his sheets.

“the former,” is all replies with, and you scoff, rolling your eyes.

“but seriously though. how lucky are we to never have fought even after seven months.”

tsukki sighs again, before reluctantly revealing, “we don’t fight because i make it a point to always agree with you.”

you’re taken aback by his words, sitting up slightly as you look him in the eyes, though his are still closed as he tries to focus on sleeping.

“...huh?”

“idiot,” he teases. maybe he thinks calling you names will cover up for how unbelievably sweet he’s being right now, “why would i want to argue with you?” he shifts, trying to subtly move his face away so you don’t see him fully.

“but i can’t always have my way, you know. a relationship should be 50/50, right?”

“not ours.” he presses your head back against his chest, and you hear his heartbeat fasten a little. “you’re the boss.”

BONUS: “and you’ve never paid in your life anyway. you don’t believe in that 50/50 bullshit.” “hey!” “i don’t even know what your wallet looks like.”

@kokokoula this one’s for u <3

[oxytxn]

RIDING HIS THIGH WHILE HE’S WEARING HIS GREY SWEATPANTS. . .

you really didn’t mean to, but with the way you were straddling one of his legs as you cuddled, you couldn’t help yourself to his meaty thigh.

he’s just leaned back on the couch, watching you, analyzing the roll of your hips—being under his piercing gaze made you feel even needier, and he knows it. his eyes notice how yours haze over just slightly as you briefly hit a sweet spot, eliciting such a sweet sound. now that brings a little smile to his face.

and you know you’re making a mess on his pant leg, bare cunt dragging along the fabric as you pant out his name in little whimpers. neither of you actually care that he’ll have to wash these after because you also catch the wet spot at the tip of his cockbulge, imagining a little pearl of arousal leaking out of the red, sensitive tip you adore.

you huff out in frustration, practically edging yourself at this point. opening your eyes, your gaze meets his as he stares with a ghost of a smirk. “you okay? need something?”

what a shithead—he’s really wanting you to say it out loud. he does this every damn time.

“please,” you murmur in an attempt to save face.

“please what? use your words, baby.”

you huff out once again, but it comes out as more of a whine. while your pride is on the line, so is your orgasm.

so you slow down, staying at a gentle rhythm as you whisper out, “please help me cum.”

“help you with what? a little louder.”

you were about to explode from his teasing—damn him. “please help me cum,” you repeat louder, maintaining eye contact.

his hands snake up your thighs to your hips as he purrs a soft, “good girl. was that so hard?”

guiding your movements, he flexes his thigh to perfectly bump against your clit. a little cry escapes you as your hips move faster, chasing your delicious high.

“pleasepleaseplease—” you’re panting against him, cresting that hill where you’re gushing all over his sweats. he pulls you into a hungry kiss as he groans into your mouth, releasing in his pants and helping you both ride out your highs.

“there we go, baby.”

later that night, you notice four pairs of grey sweatpants added to your shared amazon cart.

guess he enjoyed it too. ᢉ𐭩

hq ⟡ TSUKISHIMA KEI, oikawa tooru, KYOUTANI KENTARO, kenma kozume, YAKU MORISUKE, bokuto koutaro, MIYA ATSUMU, kuroo tetsurou, UKAI KEISHIN, iwaizumi hajime, your fave.

jjk ⟡ GETO SUGURU, nanami kento, GOJO SATORU, choso kamo, FUSHIGURO TOJI, your fave.

aot ⟡ JEAN KIRSTEIN, levi ackerman, PORCO GALLIARD, zeke jaeger, your fave.

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mdni. do not copy, alter, or repost my work. ©oxytxn 2025.

[rottingpink]

a lack of boundaries ii

cw. unprotected sex, hybrids (you're a bunny, he's a puppy), breeding, "just the tip" trope, cumming many many times, cnc, rough sex, he drops the l word, riding, neediness, breeding, friends to lovers.

synopsis. puppy and bunny's playtime evolves to fucking, knotting, and lots of cum.

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both of you are slick and sticky, grinding absentmindedly even after both of you came. but something's wrong with pup. he's twitching and panting up at you, eyes glazed and pupils blown over, and his cock is not softening. the tent in his pants is obscenely huge, leaking and hot to the touch, and the base of his cock has begun to thicken with the start of a knot.

"bun," he whimper. his hips twitch forward against your thigh, cock rubbing against you. he needs you both nude now. "bun, can't stop it, knot's coming. need to, nnnh! need to get it out,"

you squeak when he grinds forward, hips involuntarily jerking up into you once more. you feel the thick swell at the base of him straining against the fabric, pressing hot and heavy right up against your soaked little pussy.

his arms wrap around you tight, crushing you against his chest like he's afraid you'll pull away, he knows this is the part where you're supposed to say no, or get scared, or tell him you didn't mean it and that friends shouldn't be doing this, but you don't. instead, your hips roll down into the press of his swollen cock, your breath catching as your sticky, soaked panties slide over the thickest part of him.

"i-it's okay," you whisper, all flustered. you can't believe you're saying it, but you can't stop either. "if it hurts, then you can take it out, pup! s'okay! y-you can,"

he jerks under you at the quiet permission, dragging you down with shaking hands and fumbling to shove your soaked panties to the side and finally rub bare cock to bare cunt. the moment your slick folds slide against him, he whimpers out a helpless "thank you" and starts rutting without restraint.

"fuckfuckfuck," he pants, pushing the leaking head against your entrance, not trying to get it in yet, just gently slipping the tip against your folds. "gotta nngh, hurts, bun, hurts so bad! m'cock's so full... need inside, need inside please please please!" he's babbling at this point, hardly lucid. it becomes clear to you that he must not have jerked off in a while because his balls are heavy and extremely full, and his knot, now mostly formed, is pulsing and hot, ready to be locked inside you.

the slippery mess of both his and your earlier orgasms rests slick between your bodies, dripping down your thighs, smearing between you as he rocks. you're both so wet and sensitive, it feels like you're already halfway to cumming again.

"oh no!" you mumble out between a moan, rocking your hips so his tip just barely slips inside your sopping hole, then pops out with the next grind of his body "pup, it really hurts? but you just came! shouldn't you be empty?"

he shakes his head no frantically, eyes glassy, "still hurts," he repeats, breath ragged. "i need to be inside, just a little, just the tip, bun for a second, swear i won't knot you, please don't make me pull away, i can't-!"

you think for a second, body still moving but slower now as you consider if just putting the head of your best friend's cock in you will ruin your friendship. surely not, right? you're just doing this because he's in pain and you're so leaky and you need him right now, just as he needs you. friends are meant to help each other out. your cotton tail twitches behind you, and you give him a nod of approval. "k-kay pup... just the tip," you squeak.

he mumbles out a quiet yip of gratitude and lines his cock up with your hole. he's leaking so much pre-cum that it's hardly any resistance pushing inside your sloppy pussy, mushroom head breaching your entrance and pushing in inch by inch. "you're so wet," he whines, squirming under you. your cunt is so tight and warm and wet and it's a sensory overload for the poor puppy. he knows he won't last long.

"just the tip," you remind him breathlessly, "just...just the tip, pup, you said the tip!"

"i know!" he interrupts, rocking forward slowly, going so deep his knot presses into your pussy lips and his cock buries in you to the hilt, completely ignoring his promise to only push in his tip. " 'm trying to-ohhh, f-fuck, y'squeezing me." your cunt flutters around him as his knot thickens each time he fucks you on it.

"i know you said not to, bun! 'm sorry," he whines, grabbing your hips harder and forcing you to bounce up and down on him even while he claims he didn't mean to. "you just feel so good! i wanna breed you, bun, wanna fill you," your hips roll up and his cock slips in deeper, just another inch, but it's enough to make him jerk and nearly pass out. "i'm gonna cum, 'm gonna cum! I'm gonna-oh!"

he drags you down his cock and him spills thick hot cum into you in waves, coating your insides. his knot tries to push forward, but you clamp tight, keeping him just outside. he howls throughout his orgasm, pumping hot ropes of cum inside you with zero care about the possibility of impregnating you. this is just how puppies fuck! they forget about important thing like condoms and pulling out. "mmh, so hot, pup," you mewl, belly filling up with his seed. your plump thighs are spread wide, cotton tail twitching at the base of your spine.

his eyes flutter shut, ears twitching uncontrollably, mouth opening to pant like an animal, chest rising and falling in ragged waves. he grips you harder, bouncing you on top of him while his cum sloshes inside you and his swollen cock, oversensitive from two orgasms, swells up, eager to knot you. pup grinds his cockhead deep inside you, the base of his knot snugged up against the fluttering squeeze of her entrance. "oooohmyfuck- puppy, 's so good," you cry out at the stretch.

he's too big. your tummy's round and bulging with him, stretched from the pressure of his cock pushing up against your soft walls. you can feel everything, every pulse and slow grind of his swollen cockhead against that perfect little spot inside you, but still, pup hasn't knotted you yet. the bulbous flesh is right there, so swollen it throbs against her entrance every time he rocks forward. It bumps you and grinds up against your soft, stretched rim, making your whole body flinch with how close it is to pushing in.

"bun-" he whines, hands cradling your sides. "just a little more, please?" your pussy's slick and clutching down on his girth like it doesn't want to let go, sucking at the base of his length every time he tries to pull back even an inch. every motion drags his knot up against your soaked rim and tail with a schlick! sound that makes you both groan loud.

"okay ohfuck, pup i'll try to give you more, mnghhhh ill try..!"

he keeps grinding, rocking in short, shallow motions that push him deep, cock nudging your cervix and making you cry out every time his tip pushes against it a little too hard. he chokes out another moan, sticky slick squeezing out around his cock as your pussy clutches harder and pulses around him. not wanting to neglect your leaking bonding seal right below your ear, he presses his tongue flat against the leaking grooves, gulping up the sweet oil secreting from the glands. it's begging him to bite down. and puppy loves you so, so much.

it would be good if he did! then you could be with him forever, and he could protect you and care for you and he could give you his litter. but first; "need to knot you," he gasps, tongue slobbering on your neck "wanna make you mine, bunny, you'd be so full!"

your pussy flutters at that, slick gushing around him. he feels it. encouraged, he starts rutting harder. knot still not pushing in, but the pressure of it bumping and grinding against your fat pussy lips is just as intense. it rubbing against your clit is all you needed to push you over the edge. your pussy squeezes tight, slick spilling out in a gushing stream and soaking both his and your thighs. your whole body twitches on his cock buried in you.

the moment you cum, he chokes from how hard you clamped down on him. he almost knots you right then. she's shaking under him, toes curled, thighs twitching, belly flushed and rising fast with every breath she takes. your pussy's gushing around his cock, warm and squeezing so tight it feels like you're trying to pull him in deeper, like your body wants his knot.

"fuck, bunny. fuck, you're still milking me!" he moans, barely holding it together. "you said no knot, bun, so why're you pushing on it like that? why're you trying to suck me in-?!" he accuses, rutting his hips a little harder, dragging the fat base of his cock over your aching entrance again, his knot catching on every downstroke.

his knot pulses against you again, pushing with every desperate rut of his hips. you gasp, arms looping tight around his neck. your mouth is right by his ear as you say: "i want it, want you stuck so your cum stays inside." and with a loud cry, he shifts his hips, pupils dilating so much his sparkly eyes go pitch black. he shoves in deeper, wedging his knot inside you bit by boy, bouncing you on it to get you accustomed to the stretch.

"anh! pup! it's knotting-mmmgfuck it's huge, please go slow!" you squeal, and he grits his teeth, holding you down and grinding into you until the knot's pressed firm against your slick, clenching hole. then, your pussy gives. with a slick, wet pop, his knot stretches her open and sinks in.

your back arches, mouth falling open in a broken moan. your thighs twitch and kick where they wrap around him. poor bun. you don't know what to do with the feeling and the fullness. The pressure. The fullness. It's overwhelming. "ohhh! pup, pup, you're-"

"i'm in," he sobs, rutting shallowly, the thick swell of his knot locked in you now. he's begun twitching with every spurt of cum that spills from his cock to join the load that was already inside you, leaking back out around his base because you can't hold it all in. your tummy is bulging where the knot sits deep inside you. you're stretched so wide it makes you feel like you're going to burst, and he knows because you're trembling and your ears and tail are twitching so much. you're chirping distressed little sounds too.

he starts kissing you all over in an attempt to soothe you. "bunnnnn i love you i love you i love you!" he barks, "fuck, love you so much 'm so sorry i waited, should've knotted you through all your heats! y'take me sooo perfect. anh... feels s'good-"

you calm down a little at all the affection he gives you, giggling when his long, slobbery tongue connects with your cheek in a broad stripe. you don't really know what your best friend means when he says he loves you, but you feel so warm and satiated right now and cared for that you feel it at the moment as well. "i love you too pup," you slur, leaning forward to press another sloppy kiss to his mouth.

his knot is lodged deep, stretched inside you so wide you can barely think. every tiny movement makes it throb, heavy and swollen and locked in place. every pulse of his cock sends another hot little spill of cum flooding your insides, and it doesn't stop. puppy grunts into your mouth, hips giving one slow grind that makes you both jolt because the knot presses against your slick walls and nudges his thick mushroom tip deeper inside you. "you were made for this, bun. made for me. gonna keep you, okay? gonna need you for all my ruts now..."

[kiyuhai]

Iwaizumi Hajime, who, when he first saw you in the crowd of Oikawa’s fangirls, knew he wouldn’t have a chance– not when you were into Oikawa. 

Iwaizumi Hajime, who stared in shock when you separated from the gaggle of fangirls and headed over to him, shyly handing him an envelope, and a cold bottle of water. 

Iwaizumi Hajime, who stumbled and stammered over his words, but nevertheless was able to mutter out a thank you. He replayed the smile you gave him that day over and over again. It became a problem when he got distracted during practice and got hit by the ball.

Iwaizumi Hajime, who, when he saw you again, was determined to not ruin this chance and struck up conversation, leading to him walking you to class, which eventually became routine. 

Iwaizumi Hajime, who didn’t bother correcting Matsukawa and Hanamaki when they teased him about his crush on you, and only muttered a small “soon”, when they asked him if you were his girlfriend. 

Iwaizumi Hajime, who confessed to you right before a match, and got your response at the end of it, with a kiss on the cheek and a cold bottle of water next to him. He had frozen in place, and ignored all the teasing the team and his friends were giving, only focused on the shy smile on your face and the blush that spread on your face, unaware of the same blush and smile on his face. 

Iwaizumi Hajime, who waits for you at the end of the aisle years later with a watery smile, and eyes full of love. 

[tenowls]

hq life draw from zeet studio sketch... all the poses were so good i wanted to draw them properly

[baguantte]

guess who loves the season 3 ed so much they redrew it in timeskip (this guy)

[crushmeeren]

⋆ cw ; sex, fem! reader, rin’s ability to say something ridiculous no matter the situation.

Rin taps his foot when he’s about to cum.

It’s a habit. One he’s not aware of. For the longest time it slipped under your radar too. The only moments you would’ve been able to notice it, a.k.a. riding him or sucking him off — are spent focused on the cock inside you.

One night, in the master bedroom, Rin’s pinned you to the wall. Palms braced on the smooth surface, ass pushed out to arch your back. He’d started out by clutching your hips, thumbs flexing and digging into your skin every few lazy thrusts.

“Rin,” you moan, breathless. “Right there — fuck, right there!”

His hips smack even louder against your ass with the next thrust, cock hitting your g-spot. Rin pants and laughs. “Right there Rin, right there!” He teases as he slips an arm around your stomach, bending to press his warm sweaty chest to your back. His other hand comes up to rest on the wall nearby.

Your head drops between your shoulders, the mocking sending a hot rush up your spine. Toes curling in your socks. “You’re gonna make me cum, Rin,” you whine, pussy tightening.

Rin moans deep in his throat. “Fuck me,” he says through his teeth. “Play with yourself babygirl, wanna feel you cum.”

It’s instant, the way your fingers fly to your clit. Rubbing tight, fast circles, pussy squeezing and releasing over and over. Rin’s breath hitches then blows out warmly over your neck.

Your eyes start to roll and then flicker towards the floor, catching Rin’s sock covered foot tapping in a steady rhythm, almost silent on the hardwood floor.

Mind numbing, syrupy warmth rushes through your limbs, lower belly knotting up. The force of it brings you to your toes, your husband’s name falling from your lips.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” Rin babbles, voice splintering as his foot taps faster. You’re sinking down to the balls of your feet when Rin thrusts again and stops, grinding his hips hard. His cock throbs as he cums, an overheated forehead resting on your shoulder.

Five, ten, however many minutes later, as you’re cuddled in bed, you remember.

“Your foot taps when you’re about to cum, Rin. Like a bunny. Did you know that?”

He doesn’t move, boneless in the sheets. Naked as the day he was born. “I mean, I was fucking you like a rabbit.”

Rin laughs as he’s smothered with a pillow.

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