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[yukiaia10]

cw:: incest/abuse/breeding (implied)

olderbrother!suguru was all you had left after he killed your parents. they were abusive, useless monkeys who didn't need to exist in this world anymore

when suguru found out they were beating and starving you while he was away at jujutsu high, that was the catalyst to push him over the edge.

he came back home a few days early on spring break to surprise the family but it was HE who got surprised when he found you in a cage ):

you hadn't eaten in days and your parents blamed you for all their recent short comings and mishaps in life.

after suguru rescued you, he defected from jujutsu high. there was no longer a point in working to save or protect malicious people like your parents — no. all he had now was you and that's all he needed.

your sorcery was nowhere near as strong as his, but he would still help you and teach you to become stronger. he would appoint you as a leader in his cult, with the goal of ridding the world of people like your parents.

it would only be a few years later when you and suguru are living perfectly comfortably in the main hideout of the star religious group aka suguru's new cult.

you did have a leader role because you were the most important thing to him — therefore no one but him could tell you what to do, but you didn't have any actual duties like the lower level members.

suguru loved to keep you close at all times, especially during meetings he lead. he would often let you sit in his lap, idly doom scrolling on your phone.

one day there was important "elder business" being discussed and even though suguru promised you no secrets, he didn't allow you at this meeting.

"play with nanako and mimiko" he insisted with a smile and soft pat to your head. "i promise ill tell you everything you need to know later"

you frowned, feeling like you were being treated like a kid, but wouldn't dare argue with him. suguru saved you, took care of you for years. he knew what was best for you.

that same night, suguru called you to his chambers. he was kind and sincere to you, as he always was, unlike your parents. he gave no warning to what he was about to say.

"i love you, you know that right?"

you would smile and nod "of course"

"good" suguru approached you, giving you that signature head pat. "the other elders made me realize something today.... something about how special you are. and how i hate those monkeys"

you kept his gaze, letting him continue.

"i was reminded how i need to make sure our pure blood gets passed down — none of that non-sorcerer," he made a face of disgust "shit getting mixed in with ours." he gently cupped your chin, making your heart beat ever rapidly.

"mimiko and nanako are wonderful and i love them as my own but..." he trailed off.

"they're not actually yours," you finished for him.

"...yes, exactly"

you walked over to his bed, still holding his gaze and sat down. "so what would you like me to do, brother? i know manami likes you-"

he immediately cuts you off with a kiss. you gasp, taken aback for a moment until you kiss him back, letting him take control and gently push you back into the bed.

"sugu... we cant" you breathe, once he pulls back. his purple eyes locking onto yours. "im not good enough for you"

"sh-shhh" he shushes you with a finger to your lips and a calming peck to your forehead. "you. are. perfect."

and who were you to deny him? you melt into his touch and your heart is overjoyed that suguru is showing you exactly how he intends to make an heir (or two or three or four) and keep his bloodline pure. brother knows best.

[yukiaia10]

Carlisle doesn't get jealous in the typical way.

There's no fist clenching or jaw setting; there's no tight voice or snide comments.

But there is the look.

The look he shoots across the room as he watches you stare at the blubbering guy trying to ask you out. The look that bores into you as you sigh in boredom at the guy's lame, rundown pick up lines and shallow comments.

The look doesn't say, "Hands off, she's mine." It doesn't even say, "I'm watching your every move."

No.

What it says is, "You have no chance, so I'll entertain myself with your fumbling."

It says, "I am miles above you, she's not going to be impressed with you."

But most importantly, the look says, "I'm gonna bend her over later tonight. Remind her why she has such high standards now."

And he does. As soon as the front door shuts behind you, he wisks you away to your shared bedroom.

Carlisle slowly, almost romantically, strips you bare. Mumbling soft praises against your skin as he kisses his way from the inside of your ankle to your waiting lips.

He watches your ranged expressions as he slides home, his deft fingers working your clit as he drags you over the edge. And he does so again, and again, and again; making sure you know that there is no one who knows your body like he does. No one who will study your reactions and file them away so they can bring you to the highs that he will.

And you eat it up everytime. Almost daring guys to come flirt with you so you can see it.

The look.

@kiiwiigii @alecvolturi

[yukiaia10]

Hungry Eyes (Carlisle Cullen)

Paring: Carlisle cullen x wolf!Reader

Summary: (takes place during Eclips) in the most Alice Cullen way possible, the Cullen home was turned into a pad for the biggest graduation party Forks has ever seen. Y/n Black - now y/n Cullen and Carlisle are newlyweds fresh from their honeymoon. Y/n is a touched starved girl with a man that's constantly touching. Y/n is also a girl who hates crowds, but she also has a man that has no problem taking her mind off things

Warnings: SMUT! unprotected sex(they're married, so it's cool), supernatural qualities make quick appearances (might not exactly fit the ones from the stories), rough sex, riding, multiple orgasms, oral(F receiving), slight fingering, breast worship, not edited, my first twilight smut I think.

MasterList ML2

In Alice Cullen fashion, she threw a big graduation party at their home. The whole graduation class and then some showed up. The large house the Cullens called home suddenly felt crowded and was filled with buzzed graduates and God awful music. Y/n Black - excuse me, Y/n Cullen did have to give credit where it was deserved. Alice could throw a party and everything did look beautiful, even if she was overly punctual and practically played drill Sergeant while trying to get Emmett and Jasper to help with decorating hours prior.

Y/n couldn't use any excuses, the whole night was getting old. Loud music can do a number on someone with heightened sense. Alice had gotten onto Carlisle's beautiful new wife for this evening's fashion choices. Of course y/n's childish side wanted to counteract with getting onto Alice for her music choices, but decided to just grin and bear it. Actually she just stayed up on the second floor of the house, leaning against the stair railing and watched the first floor of the house flood with people. Y/n wished she and Carlisle were back at their little beach house outside of Rio and extended the honeymoon.

It didn't take Carlisle long to find her, not just because her intoxicating scent flooded his senses the closer he got, but because he knew her all too well. It wasn't a surprise to see her away from the crowd. Carlise approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist gently. “There you are, Darling” he whispers in her ear, his voice smooth like satin and never failed to make all her senses weak. The only cacophony that could calm her and distract her from what was going on downstairs.

“My love” Y/n smirked, turning in his arms and grabbing the lapels of his suit jacket as his eyes flashed with amusement. She didn't hesitate to pull him closer so they're chests nearly touched. Since the honeymoon - hell, even before, she couldn't keep her hands to herself. Plus(in her mind) it seemed so much more exciting or pure now since they got married. Every touch, whisper, and kiss reserved just for each other.

Carlisle's golden eyes locked with hers - desire clouded them. He loved that marriage seems to have made her even bolder. His hands slid down to her backside possessively, his could touch sending a shiver down her spine. Y/n cupped his jaw as Carlisle leaned down, hovering his lips against hers. Although his teasing usually excited and both annoyed her sexually, she wasn't having it tonight. She pressed her lips against his roughly. Her other hand slipped into the opening where the top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, resting her hand against the ice cold skin where his collarbone and neck met. The newlyweds weren't much into major pda, but no one was paying attention to them that night - merely two shadows in the background of the dim room.

Carlisle's hand tangles in her hair as the kiss becomes more passionate as he gently pressed her against the wall that hid them from the party down below. She moaned softly against his lips, a sound only caught because of his heightened hearing. He knew what she wanted and didn't have to be told twice. Carlisle pulls back just enough to whisper against her lips, his cool breath tickling them. “Should I take you to our room?”

“I think you should, Dr. Cullen” y/n whispered seductively.

A small grin tugs at his lips at her use of his title, knowing it's meant to tease him. “Well, Mrs. Cullen,” His hands slid upward, gripping her hips as she stared up at him, biting the corner of her lip. His golden eyes bore into hers intensely, his voice low and husky as they snuck away to their room. “I think I'd be a very irresponsible husband if I didn't take my wife upstairs for a bit”

“It would be, it's been too long since you've touched me” y/n smirked, pulling him into their bedroom by the scarf he had draped over his neck. He always had a thing for them for some reason, but y/n definitely wasn't complaining - definitely didn't complain when he had her tied up with one.

He chuckles softly as he kicks the bedroom door shut behind him, his arms still wrapped around her. “Too long? Didn't I make love to you this morning?” But even as he teases her, his hands start to roam possessively over her body as he walks them towards the bed.

“I need more” y/n said softly, standing up on her toes and at the same time pulling him down to her height by the collar of his white dress shirt and pressed her lips back against his passionately.

Carlisle groaned softly, kissing y/n back with equal fervor. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She let out a moan at the feeling, carding her fingers through his hair. He could feel her heated body pressing against his ice cold one, making him even more eager to get rid of the clothes that separated them.

Carlisle deepened the kiss, his tongue gently probing her mouth as he walked y/n backward towards the bed. His hands moved from her waist to her back, unzipping her dress with practiced ease - he couldn't bring himself to rip it off, knowing it was her favorite. He broke the kiss only to watch the dress fall to the floor, pooling at her feet.

Y/n shivered as she pressed her lips back against his, kissing him in a rushed pace as she pushed his gray suit jacket off his shoulders and onto the floor with her dress. His breath caught in his throat as Her fingers worked quickly at the buttons of his white dress shirt, desperately needing to feel his hard, ice cold skin against hers. His vampire temperature never bothered her, his ice cold skin always felt amazing against her high temperature skin. He groaned at the feeling of her warm skin as it brushed over every inch of skin that was exposed. He couldn't take it anymore and reach for the last few buttons to speed up the process. He quickly shrugged off the material completely, his cold skin already becoming flushed at her touch. His hands moved to her thighs, lifting her easily onto the bed while he kissed along her jawline and neck.

Y/n pulled away, leaning back in the bed. Her fingers trailing down his hard, pale chest sensually. It was like he was sculpted to perfection. “God, you're handsome” she whispered as her hands went lower to his hips and to his belt.

Carlisle smiled softly at her words, his golden eyes locked onto hers. He loved when she praised him, even if he didn't think much of it. He watched as her hands moved to his buckle, his own hands gripping onto her thighs to spread her legs wider. “And you're absolutely gorgeous” he whispered.

Y/n blushed, almost losing focus on his belt, his voice, his words, everything had this huge affect on her and Carlisle knew it. She got the buckle loose and he sucked in a sharp breath as she yanked through the loops of his dress pants. He loved when she was eager like this. He unbuttoned his dress pants, pushing them down along with his black boxers. Y/n's eyes unapologetically roamed his now fully naked body. Carlisle smirked, watching her bite her lip as she spread her perfect body out on the bed.

Y/n didn't waste any time discarding her lace panties. She stared into his gold eyes as she quickly discarded the expensive material and threw them his way. Carlisle caught it with quick reflex as y/n layed back down. He smirked before dropping them to the floor. He crawled onto the bed slowly, his eyes trailing over every inch of her exposed skin. He wanted to worship every inch of her. “Damn” he breathed out, positioning himself between her thighs.

He growled softly, his golden eyes flickering with hunger as his head dipped south. His cold lips trailing along her inner thigh before he buried his face between her thighs, his cold tongue parting her warm folds. “Delicious”

Y/n’s head fell back as she let out a whiny moan. She gripped his blond hair, arching her hips up against his mouth. Carlisle wrapped his arms around her legs, holding them spread wide as he licked and sucked at her sensitive clit. His cold mouth contrasting with her warm pussy felt incredible. He pushed his tongue inside of her, fucking her slowly with it as he watched hee face contort with pleasure.

Y/n gasped, looking down. Her (e/c) eyes met his gold ones. “oh, God. Carlisle!” she gasped, her head tilting back.

His golden eyes were filled with desire and love. He added a finger inside of her, pumping it in and out slowly as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. He loved watching her like this, so lost in pleasure and calling out his name.

“Car” Y/n mumbled, her hips arched as he grabbed one of her thighs, throwing it over his shoulder. Carlise growled against her, loving the way she was losing control. He added a finger, curling them inside of her as he sucked hard on her clit. She whined and moaned in pleasure as she tugged and messed up his perfect hair. His free hand moved up to squeeze one of her lace covered breasts, his thumb brushing over her hard nipple. “Come for me, Darling”

Y/n grasped his hand, pulling it off her boob and lacing her fingers with his. Her head fell back in pleasure as the tight knot in her stomach snapped. Her free hand tugged at his hair and her hips rutted up as she rode out her release.

Carlisle groaned, his fingers and tongue working her through her orgasm. He loved the way she squeezed around his fingers and the way she pulled his hair. He slowly removed his fingers, bringing them to his mouth to clean them off. “Mmm, so sweet” he purred.

He crawled up her body slowly, kissing and licking along her stomach and sides. He pushed the lace of her bralette off to the side to reveal one of her perfect pink nipples. “You're so damn gorgeous” he murmured before sucking one of her hard peaks into his mouth, making her moaned softly. She cupped one side of his jaw with one hand and the other went to his hair as her chest arched at the welcoming assault.

Carlisle hummed against her breast, sucking harder and swirling his tongue around her nipple. He loved every one of her reactions, her body arching off the bed and her fingers tugging at his hair. He released one breast only to move to the other one, nipping softly at it. “y/n”

“C-Carlisle,” she moaned softly and breathlessly. “N-need you inside me”

He groans deeply, his cock throbbing against her thigh at her words. He quickly positioned himself at her entrance. He looks into her eyes, seeing the raw desire and need reflected back at him. “As my lady wishes” he says softly before slowly pushing inside her.

Y/n's head feel back as she moaned louder, digging hee nails into his back as he slowly and teasingly pressed into her, his thick, cold length filling her up completely. He bottomed out, his hips pressed flush against hers. He groaned softly, his head nuzzling into the crook of her neck. He kissed and nipped at her neck, his hips starting to move in a slow, steady rhythm. He pulled out slowly before slamming back into her, now setting a fast and hard pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with her moans and his groans.

“Carlisle” y/n groaned and moaned, tugging at his hair. She felt her skin getting hotter and her emotions slipping. Y/n stared into his gold eyes, her lips permanently parted and supplying sounds of pure pleasure as her (e/c) irises faded into black.

Carlisle watched her eyes darken with lust and pleasure. Her nails were sharp and digging into his back like little claws. Her skin was hot and flushed. He knew she was losing control, his woman getting wilder and needier.

Y/n gasped softly. Feeling bold she used her strength she got after phasing and flipped them, catching Carlisle off gard as she tested their power dynamic. She pushed him into the sheet and straddled him. Carlisle strong arms wrapping around her waist as he looked up at her with suduction in his golden eyes, his fangs slightly elongating as he panted. He loved when she got feisty and tested his strength.

Y/n held on to his shoulders and started rocking her hips. He groaned deeply, his long fingers gripping her hips tightly as she move. He lifted his hips up to meet her, thrusting into her hard and fast. “Carlisle!” she cried out, her head falling back in pleasure. He watched as her breasts bounced with each movement, his other hand reaching up to grope and squeeze one.

“damn, y/n” His mouth fell open watching her ride him. She was so beautiful like this, wild and needy. Her hair was all over the place, her back arched, breasts bouncing. He snapped his hips up sharply, hitting that deep spot inside of her that made her screech. Carlisle did it again, hitting that spot deliberately. Y/n's inner walls clenched around him tightly, her movements becoming erratic. He knew she was close. He suddenly sat up, wrapping his arms around her and flipping her back over so he was on top again.

The impact they're bodies made had the bed creaking and y/n moaning as she gripped his biceps. His golden eyes darkened with lust watching y/n’s body writhe underneath him. He spread her legs wide again, pounding into her hard and fast. He watched her breasts bounce and her mouth fall open in moans and cries. He loved that he could manhandle her like this without hurting her. “Love”

“I'm gonna cum!” she cried out.

Carlisle growled, his fingers digging into her thighs spread wide. He hit that spot inside of her again and again, his pace punishing. He watched her mouth open in a silent scream as her release built up. Her black eyes rolled back slightly, her back arched off the bed sharply. He swallowed loudly.

Y/n finally reached the edge, letting all her nerves relax as her vision became stary and blurred, her legs tightend around his hips and her nails bit into his biceps, carlisle watched her eyes roll back for the immense pleasure while her head fell back against the pillows. Her orgasm washed over her, loud moans and pants were coming out from her mouth.

With a final deep thrust, carlisle released inside of her, groaning her name. He collapsed partially on top of her, his weight supported on his elbows. One hand gripped her hair tenderly as he stared down at her blissed-out expression. His thumb traced her bottom lip gently.

“Carlisle…” Y/n heaved softly, catching her breath.

He nuzzled his face into her neck, breathing in her scent deeply. “Look at me” He murmured softly, his thumb still tracing her bottom lip. He wanted to see her eyes roll back again, see that blissed-out expression on her beautiful face.

Y/n looked up, his golden eyes searched her black ones intently. He saw the satiated expression, the way her eyes were slightly dilated and glazed over. He smiled softly, his thumb pressing her bottom lip open slightly. “More” y/n whispered as Carlisle leaned down, pressing soft kisses on her jaw and throat.

“more” Carlisle agreed, his eyes darkened dangerously. He pulled out slowly only to slam back into her hard. He spread her legs wider, his pace quick and brutal. He watched her breasts bounce again, her back arching sharply. He growled softly.

“Carlisle!” y/n cried out, raking her nails down his back.

His golden eyes rolled back slightly. He snapped his hips harshly, one hand sliding down to grope her breast roughly. He watched her mouth fall open again, her head throw back. He spread her legs wider apart and pounded into her like an animal.

“Oh, God. Don't stop!” y/n cried out, arching her hips up “Carlisle!”

He growled deeply, his hips moving faster and harder. Y/n’s cries spurred him on more than anything else could. He gripped her thighs tightly, his golden eyes were locked onto her bouncing breasts and her flushed face.

Y/n moaned and whined. She grabed both sides of his jaw in her hands, tilting his head up. She gasped and moaned as she held his face in her hands and kepted eyes contact with his gold ones. Fuck, she loved his eyes and the way his usually perfect blond hair was all over the place - lose and draped over his forehead. Y/n iris and pupils had gone full black in pleasure as she Ignored any disire that was linked to her need to phase.

Carlisle maintained eye contact with her. The sight of her black eyes and flushed cheeks drove him wild. He leaned down slightly, his lips brushing against hers as he continued to pound into her relentlessly. His hands gripped her thighs tighter as she gave him deeper access.

“I... I need to cum again” y/n moaned desperately.

He growled softly, his golden eyes locked onto her black ones. He could feel her getting close again, her inner walls tightening around him like a vice. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and hooked her legs over his elbow, opening her up wider to him.

“Carlisle!” she cried out and He slammed into her so deep that she felt him in her stomach. He held that position, grinding his hips against hers as he reached down with his free hand to rub her clit aggressively. His golden eyes watched her black ones roll back as he finally pushed her over the edge.

Y/n’s mouth fell open in a small, almost animal like purr sound came from her throat as she came hard around him. He growled deeply at the sounds she made, his fangs fully elongating as he watched her intense orgasm take over. Y/n’s black eyes rolled completely back, her mouth open in a perfect O. He felt her inner muscles clench around him so tightly that he lost control and came with you.

Carlisle collapsed on top of her, his large body pinning her to the bed as he tried to control himself. His golden eyes searched her face, taking in her black eyes that were slowly rolling back to their normal color. He nuzzled his face into her neck and inhaled her scent deeply.

“Damn” y/n said softly, catching her breath and carding her fingers through his hair lazily as her eyes slowly faded back to their normal (e/c) shade.

“Mhmm,” He hummed softly, lifting his head to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair spread messily over the pillows. He saw her full lips slightly parted. “Darling?” He called softly, pulling out slowly.

“I love you” he said, a soft smile playing on his lips as he gently stroked her cheek.

“I love you more” she smiled back, nuzzling her nose against his.

“not possible” he said, without missing a beat.

[yukiaia10]

cw:: stepcest, cheating, virgin reader

for the most part, you did feel bad. scratch that — all you could feel right now was the immense pleasure as you rode stepdad! nanami on your hotel bed.

he turned your two stuffed animals around so they wouldn't have to witness this. this... what exactly was this?

you fucking your moms husband. you were the flower girl at their wedding all those years ago. kento nanami: the kind, polite man who was nearly twice your age.

he was the man who showed up to all your dance recitals and school plays while your mom was out gambling.

the man who rushed out of work when you fell off down two flights of stairs at college just to make sure the hospital staff was treating you with the upmost care. your mom? who knew where she was. by the time she reached out —back from a bender, most of your injuries were already healed...

nanami was always the one who would get out of bed to soothe you when he heard you screaming from a nightmare — your mom could never be bothered to deal with it (if she even was home) :(

the incredible man who worked constant overtime just to get you through college and literally anything else you wanted. you were his little girl after all.

the best stepdad who showed up to the father-daughter dance when your bio dad ignored your phone calls :(

kento nanami was the man who taught you how to ride a bike. and he's also the same man teaching you how to ride his cock.

"shhh... i know it's alot. breathe baby. ive got you" and he always did. nearly your whole life, it was always nanami who was there for you. you trusted him. he knew you better than you knew yourself.

and that's why you can't bring yourself to feel regret. you love him and you know he loves you too. had you not walked in one night on your bio dad getting sucked off by your mom, maybe you wouldn't have pursued nanami.

he was the one, of course, to console you. your bio dad wouldn't ever show up for you when you needed him, yet he would show up for that? your mom not even caring she was actively cheating on nanami. her reasoning being "he worked and spoiled you too much." :(

nanami was devastated, but just like he was always there for you, you were there for him. that night you both found out, neither of you could stay in the same house as her — quickly checking into a hotel nearby kento's work.

there was only one bed, but it would be fine. you weren't sharing a bed with a stranger or anything; it was just your stepdad.

the only person to truly provide for you, protect you, love you... unconditionally.

you would quickly strip down to just your panties and a tshirt while nanami was in the shower, and slide under the covers with your teddy bears, feigning sleep.

it was only when nanami finally sat down on the bed, brushing the hair out of your face and whispered "you're everything im not supposed to want, yet here i am in bed with you," did you slowly blink your eyes open.

before nanami backed away, scared he was overstepping, did you pull him back towards you.

"you're everything i want too..." you whisper back. "we don't need her — she wasn't there for us anyways."

nanami softly patted your head, nodding. he agreed, but was still hurt by your mom's betrayal :(

you cuddled with him until you both fell asleep. that was, until you tossed and turned, over and over, waking yourself up at two am. you softly gasped when you realized there was something poking against you >.<

"dad?" you whisper, hoping he's still asleep.

he's not.

"s-sorry, princess" he says a little too quickly. "can't sleep?" you shake your head and scoot even closer to him. whatever was poking you before was definitely still there.

nanami tries to scoot away from you, but there wasn't too much space on this hotel bed.

"p-please, i don't think you should be near me right now..."

"why not?" you pout, crawling even closer. "do you not want me either?"

"of course i do, baby... it's just..." he trails off, closing his eyes with a heavy breath.

"you're hard..."

"yes," he admits. "im sorry. i work alot and your mother never wanted to."

your left hand slowly inches toward his chest then idly slides downward. "what if I helped you with that?"

"no, baby," he protests. gently holding your hand so you don't go down any further. "we can't."

"why not!"

"i'm your—"

"stepdad."

"i raised you."

"that just makes me love you more."

"princess, please don't make this harder than it already is."

you snatch your hand away from his, sliding down his chest to grip his length. "I think you're already pretty hard dad," you giggle, but continue to firmly grasp it like patrick star once instructed on your satruday morning cartoons.

"please, kento. dad. i want this and i want you. it's always been you. please"

your plead snuffed out the last of nanami's resistance. if his wife was going to cheat, it was only fair he did the same. right?

nanami tugs down his pj pants and boxers with your help. his hands find their way to your clothed pussy, slowly rubbing you through the fabric.

once your eyes feast upon nanami's full, throbbing cock, your eye's are immediately going wide.

"she didn't want this!? this fucking monster!"

"language, sweetie."

"sorry."

you tentaively grasp it again, going up and down it with your hand awkwardly.

he wraps his hand around yours, guiding you up and down his length. even in this fucked up situation, nanami was still there to teach you, guide you.

"sorry, im not experienced. i've never..."

"never? fuck. imgoingtohell"

"language, daddy!" you echo back to him with a smile. it actually calms his nerves.

"just follow my lead and if you want to stop-"

"i want this," you reassure him.

he continues to guide your much smaller hands up and down his cock. maybe if you only do this it won't be that much of a sin. if only....

without him instructing you, your tongue finds it's way around his tip. delicately licking as if it were a tootsie pop.

nanami doesn't stop you. in fact, he places his hand on the back of your head, helping you take more of him into your mouth.

"you sure you've never done this before?" he's throwing his head back. your taking more and more of him into your mouth. you shake your head but don't let up. "you're doing amazing, baby."

nanami is a man who loves to give praise and in his case he means every word. "look at you," he's brushing back some of your hair. "doing so well for me."

fuck, if it wasn't for the extreme lack of sex with your mother nanami probably could've lasted so much longer. you bob your head up and down a few more times until it's too much — nanami's lifting your head off of him and grabbing a nearby handkerchief. of course he has one on standby.

you almost wish he would've let you taste his seed. you imagine he would taste sweet, like pineapples.

"maybe we should stop" he suggests. there goes that polite conscience again.

"i want it to be you," you declare, straddling his hips before he can change his mind. "please. i want my first time with you."

he relents, flipping you over in a swift move. "if you insist." he kisses down your neck, large hands sliding down your sides. "i should make sure you're ready for me"

"but i—"

"shh," his long fingers shush you. "god, you're soaked."

he takes his fingers, rubbing you through your panties, circling that sensitive nub. he gives it a loving kiss, then another and another. until he's sliding your panties out of the way—marveling at his stepdaughters beautiful pussy for the first time.

nanami, with most things, likes to take his time — savor the moment. but it wasn't easy with your cute little whimpers and your hands on the back of his head, pressing him down til he was nearly suffocating in your fluids (not that he minded).

his warm tongue lapped at your clit, prasing, worshipping it. over and over, he feasted on you until you were a shaking mess. he carefully added a finger, stretching you out slowly. the last thing he wanted was to hurt you when he finally sunk himself inside you.

god. nanami kento could eat pussy for days.

"i want you inside," you begged. "please"

anything for his little girl. but not before he made you come on his face. he licked and sucked and devoured you even faster now — adding a second finger inside you. it wasn't until you completely lost control, squirting on his face did he stop. he lapped up your sweet taste, savoring the flavor of you.

he (begrudingly) left his spot between your legs to flip you back on top of him. "up here, princess."

and you're straddling him again, wet slick dripping down his cock.

"princess, are you absoultely sure?" nanami's eyes are locked onto yours, searching for any sign of doubt. any reason he shouldn't fill his stepdaughter to the brim.

the kiss to his lips gives him his answer. it wasn't like any previous kiss you had before — those were cute, innocent. this kiss was filled with passion, as if you were his lover, everything a dad-daughter kiss shouldn't be; yet you both loved it more than anything else.

he taps your entrance with the head of his angry cock. once, twice, god, it was agony — the teasing. he envelops the tip, covering it with your slick, hoping it'll make it go in easier.

"this might hurt, but, you're in control here" nanami's voice is low, soft, and controlled, as he always is. "take your time." you nod as his large, warm hands hold on to your sides, and he helps lower you down onto him.

it was heaven and hell.

hell because it fucking hurt. your tears were uncontrollable, freely flowing down your cheeks. it truly broke nanami's heart seeing you in pain like that. "breathe, breathe," he whispered. he didn't move an inch, and fuck, did he want to. it took everything within him not to flip you prone and fuck you like an animal in heat.

yet

it was heaven because your way-too-tight walls were clenching down hard on nanami's cock, it was almost painful for him. but the feeling was euphoric. and it wasn't just the fact he was in someone, but the fact that it was you.

the first person to text him happy birthday every year. the sole reason he celebrates father's day, despite not having any bio children. the person who counts on him to always be there for you. the only woman he would ever want to be inside from now on. his stepdaughter — the love of his life.

your sinking, down, down, slowly onto his cock with his guidance. fuck kento for being so damn big. he was borderline monster size. and it didn't help that he had two prominent veins running down his shaft, two veins you could feel inside.

he's wiping your tears with one of his hands. "shhh... i know it's alot. breathe baby. ive got you".

your holding on to him, adjusting to his enmorous size, and then finally, you move. awkwardly at first — it is your first time, but he won't rush you. in fact, he's giving you nothing but praise.

"that's it princess... just like that." fuck, you're so tight. "you're doing so well for me."

you found a good rhythm, bouncing up and down, like it was the best feeling in the world; and to nanami, it was.

"yes, baby girl," his grunts are vocal now. "that's so good. keep going just like that." and you do. up and down, up and down, up and down. you want to cry again, but this time not from pain. all you feel now is undeniable happiness and pleasure.

you don't know how much longer you can keep this up :(

you want to stay like this forever, but your hips, your legs, they're quickly getting sore.

and of course, nanami notices.

"you're okay sweetheart, you're safe. let me take care of everything."

and just like that, kento nanami has you on your back and he's between your legs again — missionary— his favorite position. call him old fashioned, but he never gets tired of hovering above his lover, looking into their eyes while he's pleasuring them. and the fact that it's you, his perfect stepdaughter? he almost came again the moment he slid back into you. he's surprised he hasn't already.

"you're so tight darling. f-fuck" nanami's panting. "too tight for me, aren't you?"

all you can do is nod in between your moans. you feel so fucking full. nanami, —the man who is usually so calm and controlled— was going feral. he was bucking into your hips, as if his life depended on it. he didn't want to hurt you, but he couldn't hold back anymore. not in this perfect, perfect pussy of yours.

he leans down to kiss you again and it's filled with every emotion neither of you can say aloud. your moans are music to his ears. when your bucking your hips up to him to meet his thrusts, his heart melts <3

he won't last much longer. he's fucking you soo deep into the bed. between your moans and nanami's praise and grunts, all he can focus on is how deep he is inside of you. and how fucking badly he wants to cum. your moans are so loud that you're covering your mouth from embarrassment.

"let me hear you, sweetheart." he reassures you. "let it out". and you do. every sound, every moan, all the pleasure you feel is because of nanami and you're gladly letting him know.

"dad, dad, dad" is all you can make out, as your fingers tangle in his hair and his heavy balls slap against your clit.

kento nanami is a responsible man. ideally he should pull out, cum literally anywhere else. but you've brainwashed him. your pussy was fucking magical and he can't bring himself to pul out.

"i know it's wrong, i know...." he wants to curse his conscience. "but you feel too good."

"it's okay, dad..." you're eyes are open, looking into his. "you can do it inside."

if nanami wasn't going to hell, this was surely the icing on the cake. he plunged into you, deeper and deeper, rutting into your perfect cunt — his cock kissing your cervix. you wrap your legs around him, kissing him.

with a grunt of your name, he spills into you. filling your pussy with everything that is him.

"such a needy little thing, huh? locking your legs around me" he's kissing you over and over and over, from your forehead to your chin, all over your face. <3 "you just wanted to be filled, didn't you?"

"uh-huh," is all you can muster out, and you smile — a happy, genuine smile.

he pulls out of you, rolling over for a moment to catch his breath. he's twice your age, but he's still got decent stamina (something he'll happily prove in the future).

as if it were routine, nanami is sliding out of bed, only to return with a hot towel. he's cleaning you up like it's second nature, and for him, it is. only difference is he isn't cleaning mud off of you from you playing outside in the rain when you were little, he's gently cleaning his cum and rubbing you with his utmost care.

it's truly confusing how your mom could ever cheat on him. he provided, he loved, he cared, he cooked, he cleaned, he fucked, he was perfect. if not for her, then absolutely for you.

your fingers slide down between your folds, scooping up some his seed that he missed. you bring it to your lips, humming when the taste reaches your lips. you were right. he does taste like pineapples :)

"you make the filthiest things feel so pure," he chuckles, sliding into bed with you. "what am I going to do with you?"

oops this got really long. i lost the plot again hehe. omg im a freak :((

[yukiaia10]

18+, minors dni, size kink

His hands engulf your small frame. Thick fingers holding your sides tightly as he bounces you up and down on his cock. Your poor legs twitching and quivering from overuse. He thinks you look absolutely adorable like this, tears running down your red cheeks, head thrown back as orgasm after orgasm washes over you, your cute lil hands clawing at his chest, leaving marks that he’ll proudly show off. If he isn’t watching your expressions, his eyes are focused on the bulge in your tummy, his cock head repeatedly hitting your sweet spot. Letting out a deep groan himself as he notices the white ring that formed on the base of his cock.

“daddyyy, ‘s too big” you manage to whimper out. him picking you up, just to slam you back down. All you manage are broken whines, feeling like you’re being split in two

“heh, you can handle it baby.” He encourages, his pace and harshness only intensifying as he thrusts up, meeting the way he’s bouncing you. Another climax washes over you from the way he uses you as his own personal pocket pussy

“there ya’ go, cum f’ me again, know ya can”

TOJI, SUKUNA, Satoru, Suguru, KENPACHI, KAKUZU, HIDAN, Obito, Kisame, Shiu Kong, Jiraiya

[yukiaia10]

You should write a ichigo x reader (fem) breeding kink ^^

Ichigo Kurosaki 彡 Fem!Reader

MDNI 18+ | NSFW | WARNINGS :: timeskip ichigo, x fem reader, piv, penetrative sex, creampie, major breeding, breeding with the intent to get you pregnant, mating press, missionary, prone bone, over stimulation, pet names 'my love, baby, love, darling', mentions of reader being a house wife, reader wanting to be a house wife + more . (total word count 1.7k+)

m.list | bleach m.list

Ichigo is somewhat a respectful man, well he is in a way of courting a woman, although he does get distracted sometimes, when your cleavage is on display or when you are wearing a really flattering outfit. Then, only then will his cheeks flush that baby pink hue, looking at your figure, multiple scenarios playing throughout his head of what he'd do to you. He will never think about hurting you in any way or form possible as long as the two of you are together.

He is also a family person, it's obvious that, even with his two sisters, that he wants to start a family of his own and you found it clear during sex that he does, considering all the non protected sex going on. In public, you wouldn't say he'd the most obvious with physical affection but there are times where he can't keep his hands off you... in private, when it's just the two of you, he's the most touchy man you've ever met.

Ichigo has always had these thoughts, thoughts of how you'd be an amazing house wife, you're so sweet, so delicate, you'd be a perfect mother. You're amazing in all aspects. He wants you to be the one to be out of work at staying at home for him, he wants to be the provider, all Ichigo wants is for you to be comfortable and not to stress. In fact, he gets off to the thought of you being filled with his seed, your belly swelling with his child. This leads for you to stay at home and be his pretty little housewife catering to his children. 

So, this is where sex leads to again.

Your body folded into a tight mating press under Ichigo's body. And, god, you were sobbing, fat tears falling from your eyes from the pleasure and stimulation. Ichigo's cock was nuzzled perfectly up against your cervix, resting there and he kept all his cum up in your silky walls.

"Ichigo," you mewl out through sobs. "It's too much."

It's been three rounds already, in the same position, and your poor body getting folded into that position. Your back and knees were beginning to ache, but you loved how his dick trusted so perfectly up into 

Ichigo lowers down to your trembling body, peppering soft and gentle kisses all over your face. "You're doing so good for me," he hums against your skin, inhaling your naturally sweet scent. "You can take a little more from me, my love, please?" he begs. 

"Feels so full though, Ichigo," you sob. "Don't think I can anymore."

He presses his lips to yours, his tongue entangling with your own and you both moan into each other's mouths. You let out a wince when Ichigo helped you lower your legs down from the sides of your head, allowing your legs to wrap tightly around his hips, his thick and still erect length still in your cunt.

Ichigo drags his length out, a breathless sigh emitting from your mouth into his own, relief crossing your features, thinking that the two of you were done. But then, all of a sudden your head was thrown back in overstimulation, and a moan strung from your mouth as his cock slides right back into your cum filled walls.

"Darling, please, for me," Ichigo whispers into your ear, breath tickling your skin. "Need to fill you so bad, fill you more, want to see you pregnant, is that okay?"

A moan slips past your lips as you nod eagerly, you do, truthfully, you want to so bad, to have a family with the love of your life. "'mmmm m'kay, just be gentle, 'Ichi," you huff. "So rough before, my love."

"Thank you," he replies, his voice filled with happiness. "I'll be so so gentle with you," he adds, reassuring you.

Ichigo slips out of your walls and gently flips your body onto it's stomach, and your eyes were wide with surprise, not expecting a sudden change of position once again. You could feel him lift your hips and place a soft and fluffy pillow under your lower abdomen before letting your body rest fully down on it. 

You then felt Ichigo's mass press down against your back and you let out a soft huff at the sudden weight. His abs were flush against your back, hands gripping the backs of your own, pressing them into the bed. Ichigo's breath tickled your ear and you wiggled your head at the warm sensation, your core getting wetter, your body trying to squirm away from the imposing hold that he had on you.

Ichigo's hands moved slowly, changing his grip so that one of his hands held both of you over your head, being cautious not to get your hair entangled within the movement. A content sigh leaves your mouth when Ichigo raises his body ever so slightly, trailing his free hand down the expanse of your smooth back before his fingers meet your slick entrance, filled with his cum from previous rounds. 

"I'll make you feel so good," he mutters against your ear before taking a nibble at the collagen, you let out a gasp at the sudden action. 

Then you felt a heavy, throbbing tip press against your clit and you moaned from the small touch. You tried to squirm away from the pleasurable cause but couldn't as Ichigo knew your body more than you did yourself, he knew you were gonna try to run from his body due to the pleasure. So, he pressed his weight against you once more.

You held your breath when Ichigo sank his throbbing cock into your spongey walls, his length getting squeezed by every ridge within your soaked cunt. A moan left both of your mouths as Ichigo's length nudged the deepest spot within you.

"Taking me so well, baby," Ichigo moans, relishing in the way your walls clench him, how could he not want to cum inside, you feel so good.

 You sigh in pleasure at the degradative praise, he knew that you loved to be worshipped, you savoured his words, loving how he praised you taking his length, and his children. 

But he didn't move, he wanted to relish in on how you desired to cause friction, desired to move against his touch, but couldn't. Ichigo's cock, prodded so deep in your gummy walls that you whimpered in pleasure, but that didn't stop him from not moving. He was still snug inside.

Hot and heavy kisses trail down from your ear down to the dip of your neck to shoulder and a breathless sigh escaped your parted lips before Ichigo rolled his hips into yours. A moan slips out of your mouth, his thick length scraping all the sensitive parts of your warm insides.

Ichigo's knees spread your legs apart so that any advances from you ensured that they would be shut down, so that you remained situated below him, your pretty body that paled in comparison to his frame. As he expected, you couldn't move from his trapping embrace.

His movements became faster, his cock thrusting into the depths of you needy hole as strained moans and whines left your throat. Ichigo was panting in your ear and an occasional deep groan slipped past his lips, the sounds which made your cunt flutter tightly around his length.

Ichigo was filling me up to the hilt, his throbbing pink tip hitting that soft, gummy spot in my cunt that caused me to scream out in fulfilment. "I know, baby," He breathed, causing you to let out a moan and sigh, body shaking with pleasure. 

Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Ichigo's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot. You sobbed out, tears filling your lash line. "B-but... Too much, Ichigo. Slow down, too much."

"Oh?" he smirked, his hips moving now at a faster pace, loving how your cunt squeezed his cock even though you wanted him to slow down, "It's alright, baby, you can hold out," he coos.

Repetitive moans left your mouth while he pounded into your tight heat. You suddenly had the instinctive urge to press yourself into his length, but you couldn't, his weight was too heavy for you to move against him, and you were utterly hopeless as his thrusts became faster.

"Please, I wanna come," you cry out mewling. "So big, you feel so big, Ichigo."

Your body trembled beneath him and the hold he had on your hands loosened. Your hips were getting held, then, the strength he possessed lifted you onto your knees before a bicep wrapped around your throat, lifting your head. It wasn't a tight grip but the power lifted your head from the futon while you shakily rested your weight on your elbows.

Your back arched heavily, finally being able to sink more into him. Ichigo hunched over you, pulling you closer to him and connected your mouth in a sloppy, wet kiss, forcing his tongue inside your mouth, grunting into you while he swallowed your moans. "Good girl, taking me so deep," Ichigo groaned, pulling away from your mouth and pushing this arch into your back deeper.

He watched your ass ripping again his lower abdomen, watching your cunt with black iris'. Observing how your walks sucked him in, leaving a creamy white rind of arousal around the base of his cock. 

"Making you feel so good, aren't I?" Ichigo groaned his head tilted forward, sweat beading on his forehead as we watched your fall apart and tremble from his dick, broken moans slipping past your plump lips.

 "Gonna fill you up," Ichigo groans. "You're taking me so deep, deserve to have my cum."

"'Wanna come, please," you beg, wanting to feel the release, desperate as the tears stream down your flushed cheeks. "Want it so bad."

You clench around his length as he increases his pace, instantly accommodating to the speed but your moans escalate. "Such a good girl," He leaned down and mumbled in my ear chased with a deep moan that stirred my insides clenching around his length. 

"Want it so bad!" you whimper, unable to comprehend any thoughts that swelled into your head. 

"C'mon darling," he growled and you spasmed around his length as your high washed over you, your legs shaking as his weight pressed down even more than it was. His thrusts didn't slow causing me to whimper in overstimulation, but Ichigo helped it, his hips continuing to rut into mine, helping me ride out my orgasm as he chased his own.

With a groan, his lips planted against mine once again as his hips slammed into mine, hard, his cum spilling inside me causing me to moan into his kiss. And you felt more of his cum spill into your fertile womb, painting your insides white, you could almost feel your stomach bulging from how much you had of your man inside you. 

Ichigo slipped his softening length out, and pulled away from the kiss as you slumped to the futon, his eyes chained to the white splotches of silky come that spilled from your gaping cunt, watching with a slight frown as the cum spilled from your cunt. he pushes his fingers in and you immediately lean forward but that doesn't make his fingers leave, he only pushes them deeper in response.

"Ichigo!" you moan out.

"'M sorry, love," he apologising placing kisses to your shoulder. "Let me just keep my fingers here for a while, have to make sure I've done my job right."

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

[yukiaia10]

"fuck, make me a mommy, 'chigo. pleeeaase.." you push your ass back on the orange haired male, his whole body shudders— "ya wanna be a mommy?"

"fuck, yes please."

he groans as he flips you over, hands pushing your legs sharply against your chest, folding you into a mean mean mating press.

his mouth hangs open as he fucks you, squelching and slapping clouding your mind as he bullies his fat cock into your juicy and squishy pussy.

"ohh fuck, baby. tell me how much ya wanna be a mommy, yeah? tell daddy just how bad you want 'im to breed ya." he grins when your tongue lolls out your mouth, drool slipping down your chin.

"shhoooo— byaddd... !! so bad. s'fuckin'bad!! omigod, 'm g'nna—"

"cum." ichigo demands, pushing his dick as far as it could go inside of you. your squishy body feels so good beneath his rock hard one..

you let out a sharp shriek as you cum all over his cock, creaming and squirting— he lets out a deep grunt as he does four more thrusts before cumming inside and filling up your greedy womb like you told him too.

"guess 'm gonna be a daddy.."

[yukiaia10]

Men who pound your pussy with a fervor that borders almost on physical abuse. Stretching out your tiny hole with their fat cock, rough mean thrusts who reach deep into your womb. Slapping your cunt with their beefy hand and abusing your sensitive clit with rough aggressive circles. Their fat cock slams hard into your poor cunt, balls slapping against your ass as they spit into your tears streaked whimpering face. Ramming their cock even harsher and deeper until they pent up huge load of cum spills deep into your womb, making you one hundred percent pregnant. Slowly pulling their cock out from your puffy swollen aching cunt only to stuff their leaking cum deeper into you with their thick long fingers.

,,Nah don’t waste a drop on me princess, i didn’t fucked you for days only for you to waste my cum now.“

kenpachi zaraki, shunsui kyoraku, grimmjow jaegerjaquez, aizen sosuke, mayuri kurotsuchi, kisuke urahara, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, shiu kong, suguru geto, naoya zenin

Kenpachissluut 𐚁

[yukiaia10]

❦Ovulation❦

men who let you take control for one particular night in the month. when you are on ovulation.

straddling your man‘s lap on the couch while you bounce your ass and hips up and down his fat cock, your back pressed against his chest in an reverse cowgirl position. looking down where your man and you are connected, watching his glistening cock sliding in and out your wet squelching pussy. stretching and filling your hole at the same time. his muscular strong arms come up under your thighs lifting them up in the air and wrapping his big hands thightly behind your head holding you in a full nelson position. Your man’s dominance take over once again but you couldn’t be happier at this moment as you were ready to be filled. Thrusting upwards, pounding deep and mean as hell into your dripping wet pussy. Moaning and whimpering you let yourself getting fucked in that mean but fucking amazing position, where he could hit your sweet spots in all the right places. With a final deep mean thrust he coates your walls completely white, your hole leaking and dripping with his sticky cum. looking down at the mess you both made you smile in amazement. seeing yourself stuffed with his dick and cum, filling up your pretty little womb. Your man plants a wet kiss against your neck as his breath hitches your ear and he whispers:

,,Look at you all filled up with my cum, ready to become a beautiful mommy.‘‘

Toji fushiguro, Naoya Zenin, Shiu Kong, Sukuna Ryomen, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Sosuke Aizen, Shunsui Kyoraku, Kenpachi Zaraki, Urahara Kisuke, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Grimjow Jaegerjaquez, Coyotte Stark, Ichigo Kurosaki, Renji Abarai

⋆˚ lunaeanima 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🎀

[yukiaia10]

NEW POST FROM @munybagd

his prize possession ! idk what this really is yall… it’s a drabble ig …

His favorite kind of girls were the lonely ones who sat alone at the bars while their friends danced around with other men, gosh he could go for those all day - taking them to his home and molding them into his personal 'good little girls' before slowly getting tired of them and throwing them out. But the day he found you he just couldn't throw you out.. he wanted to keep you. You were his prize possession, he treated you like a trophy — everything you wanted he would get not matter what it was.

But if you want something you had to do something back in return and those 'returns' were movies for him... the once sweet man at the bar offering to pay for your drinks and making you giggle now had your hands tied up with a camera in your face. “Smile for me baby” his voice raspy but heavenly — the only thing you could do was smile. “Good girl” his ‘good girl ’.. his ‘ innocent girl ’.. his ‘ beautiful piece of art ’.

His friends were even jealous of him. His sweet girl who started to do everything for him — “ my love .. could you make our guest some tea? ” your sweet smile and cheerful voice made the other men crave you. “ you’re a lucky man ” , “ mmm i would love to be laid up with her all day ” , “ her innocence… it would drive me insane ” , “ she’s such a sweetheart ” .

Those were a few things his friends would say about you — sometimes they would be sweet and kind things but sometimes it would be very sexual things. Yet he never got mad but instead he would do some of the things with you … fucking you by a big open window, playing with you under the tables at restaurants, or even teasing you in front of his friends. You were his ‘ prize possession ’ and his only.

“shh.. shh you’re okay my sweet girl” he whispered in your ear causing a goosebump reaction to hit your warm body. pumping and pumping you felt your nails dig deeper into his back while his cold hands helped your body bounce on his thick cock — “ you feel it baby? is that why you are lost for words? ” the non stop pumping now had your legs twitching. You felt his breath against your skin .. it was heavy and yet steady. he wanted to please this his toy … because again you are his prize possession and soon to be the love of his life.

[yukiaia10]

Think you’re funny huh?

Content: 18+, rough sex, jealous & possessive ideations mentioned, breeding kink, porn, literal porn

•

He pounds into you at a relentless pace, his tip kissing your cervix with every thrust, pulling broken mewls and whines from your pretty lips. How you ended up in this position, face mushed into the carpet, with your boyfriends large hands holding your hips firmly as he abuses your poor little cunny, is because when he picked you up from work, a mere thirty minutes ago was because he witnessed you speaking with a male coworker. You know of your lovers jealousy, and yes, there’s been times where you go out of your way to taunt him a little. Your goal being to be bent over any surface as he splits you in two.

But this evening was truly by accident, not that you’re complaining. Your mindless babbling turning into choked moans as one of his hands snake around your waist, coming to a stop around your neck, pulling you flush against his chest. This new angle allowing him to get even deeper. A bulge in your belly visible from the sheer size of him, being so deep.

“Think you’re so fucking funny huh? Talking to him right in front ‘f me.”

He taunts you, his thrusts turning sloppy as he feels his release creeping up on him. His voice deep, and his breath coming out heavy as he speaks to you, even though you can barely process what’s coming out of your lovers mouth. A whine escapes your lips in reply. Whimpering as you feel yourself get even fuller, your boyfriend painting your gummy and overused walls with his cum. He fucks his seed into you before pulling out. Pulling your soaked panties back up, the soft fabric sitting snug against you.

“Gonna send you into work just like this, stuffed full of my cum. Let those other guys know that you belong to me..”

•

TOJI, SUKUNA, Suguru, Satoru, RENJI, KENPACHI, Naoya, OBITO, Pain, Kisame, Sasori, Todo, Choso, HIDAN, Kakuzu, Shiu

[yukiaia10]

Everyone’s obsessed with big cocks. "Guys getting ruined over massive dicks" this, "size kink supremacy” that. Like size is some kind of fucking contest. Like only a giant cock can break a sub.

Fuck that noise.

He’s never had anything in there before — no cock, no fingers, no toys — nothing but his own fingers fumbling, fingers too shy to go deeper. So when you slide that tiny little toy inside, barely three inches of semi-hard silicon, you watch his body fall apart.

His eyes go wide, breath catches, and then it’s all trembling limbs and whispered cries he can’t control.

He swears he can take it. Laughs it off like a joke — but it’s not.

You push it in just a little more.

His whole body jerks. His hips snap back like he’s trying to escape something, but he can’t. Not yet.

That little toy is a devil in disguise — meant to prep him, to train him for what’s really coming. But right now? He’s ruined. Sobbing soft little whimpers because he’s so fucking full of something he barely even registers as real.

He clenches around it like it’s ripping him in half, legs shaking so badly you’re sure he’s about to collapse.

“P-please, s-stop… I-I can’t—” he chokes out, voice trembling, barely a whisper. “I’m — i-it’s too — too much…”

And it’s not even three fucking inches inside him.

He’s already torn, stretched raw, dripping around you like he’s been wrecked by your actual size. The thought of a bigger dick? No fucking way. He’d be shredded, a bloody mess, broken beyond repair.

But here he is.

His little hole clenches tight, desperate to squeeze it out, but it’s no use. He’s ruined.

“J-just… slow… please…?” he begs, voice cracking. “I-I never… n-never had this b-before. It hurts — b-but I want it! I want you… I’m yours, p-please…”

Bullshit. You know he isn’t ready. That’s why you’re here.

You drag it out a fraction, then push it back in, slow and deliberate, watching his body betray him with every inch. The tight squeeze, the desperate gasp, the low sobs that start slipping out when you don’t give him a break.

He’s fragile. So fragile.

The toy isn’t even close to the size he’ll have to take later. But his inexperienced ass is already wrecked. Already trembling around something so tiny, so insignificant.

You grip his jaw, force his eyes to meet yours. “You wanna see how fucked you’ll be when the real thing slides in?”

His cheeks flush crimson. He can’t even nod, breath hitching so hard he’s nearly choking.

He’s ruined.

From a cheap sex toy less than three inches long.

You can’t wait to slide your actual dick in — it’ll tear him apart. Rip him open and break him in ways he can’t even imagine yet.

But for now, you have him like this. Clawed open and leaking sobs on your bed, begging you for mercy he doesn’t deserve.

Pathetic.

And delicious.

Venti, Xiao, Wanderer, Heizou, Gojo, Geto, Anaxa, Adventurine + your favs!

[yukiaia10]

(trueform) sukuna, the amalgamation of all things sharp and evil, is... a virgin?

you laugh when he tells you. he ponders the merits of spanking you for making a fool of his abstinence.

'don't mock me' he had pouted like a kicked puppy, eyebrows knit together in a faux fury that just makes him look dumb, because anger on ryomen sukuna is only natural in every direction but yours.

you have that asshole wrapped around your finger.

well, you did. until you laughed at him for being a virgin, and he decided his many years of celibacy were ideal to be broken by someone with your gall.

know you're wrapped around his fingers. literally, knuckles deep while he plunges them in and out and in and out of your pussy on a grating loop that has your vision gated by stars and tears after only a few minutes.

he's fucking good for a virgin. you wonder if he's better with his cock than he is with his fingers—whether he's fucked his fist late at night to the thought of doing things like this to you. how depraved he's let his mind become. if his fantasies would frighten you or not.

"i didn't mean to laugh," you try pleading after your first orgasm on his fingers. "i wasn't laughing at you, it's just hard to believe. don't you have concubines?"

"i'm not a philanderer," he grunts, curling his thick fingers inside of you.

"do you even—fuck, ryomen—do you even know what a philanderer is?"

"a whore," he bites. "i saw no point in engaging in such... carnal affairs. i don't like playing with my food."

well that's a lie. you roll your eyes, half in defiance and half because you think sukuna might be rewiring your brain matter with this kind of pleasure. so much so that you start to say stupid things without thinking of the consequences in doing so.

"so it's not because your cock is small?"

and he stops. you're thankful for the break, though you tighten around his fingers in some sort of biological protest to the lack of stimulation. sukuna, all hot and heady, takes your face in his one of his free hands and squeezes your cheeks together, bulging your lips.

"my cocks are adequate in size."

"cocks?" you're speech is muffled by sukuna's grip on your face. "like, more than one?" you squint your eyes at him "do you have multiple cocks, sukuna?"

indeed he does.

after another orgasm on his fingers, and then one on his tongue (which left both you and him in a mess of spit and sweet release) he finally disrobed and let you bask in the frightening sight of his two cocks, stacked one on top of the other, both hard and veiny and leaking at the tips with a copious amount of pre.

he's huge. in both cases. you suppose you should have signed something before laying down for the man, right? still, a curling need eats at your lower stomach: to have him like this when no one else has.

"are... will..." you clear your throat. "so, uh. they're both going inside of me?"

sukuna doesn't speak at first, probably because he's growing impossibly harder at the look of fear on your face. he lays you back and situates you beneath him, his rough hands oddly gentle for what's most likely the last kind thing he'll do to you tonight.

"no," he says. "next time. i want to... see something."

see something? sukuna steps between your parted legs and looks lustfully at the mess he's left of you. you're somewhat ashamed for becoming such a sight after teasing him like you did, but the hunger in his eyes are enough of a balm to shift your shame into... fear? want? a deep-rooted masochism?

kuna strokes one of his cocks, the one on the underside, a few times before lining it up with your entrance. resigned to your fate, you close your eyes and take a long breath in and then letting the air empty from your lungs in preparation for the stretch.

but it doesn't come.

you open one eye to find sukuna staring back at you. two of his hands hold your thighs apart in a force that is sure to leave bruises, the third holds his cock steady against your pulsing hole... but the fourth just hangs.

that is, until he snakes it up your torso, nice and slow, and then trails it down the length of your arm to lace his fingers with yours. a hand to hold through his first time.

"tell anyone and i end your bloodline," he says. you smile, and he growls and presses forward, taking the plunge and entering your tight warmth, leaving his virginity at the door.

as he pushes himself further and further in, his second cock rests on your stomach, leaking pre-cum all over your pretty skin. once he's bottomed out, which is a feat that takes a whole lot of squirming and clenched teeth on your end, he stills inside of you.

his eyes are glued to where his second cock lays on your tummy. it's an indicator of just how deep inside of you he is. how much of your body he's claimed as his own in that searing but all-too pleasurable stretch of his mean size. he squeezes your hand tight.

you're already teary-eyed, revelling in the almost hedonistic way your pussy tries to suck him in even further. you're sure that any deeper would be a health risk, but you've never felt this good before. this full.

and still, sukuna just stares down at his cock laying on your belly. he's so deep, sheathed inside of you in the most intimate display of connection besides... cannibalism? his mind races, his mouth goes dry, and with an almost pathetic moan from deep in his chest, ryomen sukuna cums both inside of you and all over your stomach at the same time.

without even a full thrust inside of you.

you gasp, the sheer amount of cum flooding into you at once is overwhelming. "did you just—"

"no."

you lift your head to look at the release painting your stomach: so much so that it's covering your tits too. "you just came in one stroke."

"shut the fuck up."

"you really are a virgin, still holding my hand, too."

sukuna growls at that, lowers his body against yours just to show off his crushing weight. a bite to your earlobe is soon followed by a few harsh words in your ear.

"do you want to be ripped in half by my cocks? shut your fucking mouth or i'll gladly—"

"yes. please, yes. yeah. let's do it."

[yukiaia10]

Am I, not a good dad? ྀི

“I want mama!” your son screams, tears filling up his eyes—the same color as Nanami’s.

And speaking of Nanami…he feels helpless.

The boy won’t stop crying, won’t stop calling for you. His little face is red and scrunched up, his cheeks wet, chest heaving with each shaky breath. You’d told him you’d be gone for a few hours—explained it gently, with a kiss to his forehead and a promise that Papa would take care of everything. But none of it seemed to matter.

You’re gone and his world feels like it’s ended.

“Please, baby…Mum will be back any time soon.” Nanami spares a glance at the clock, in thirty minutes you’d be here. “Should we finish your meal in the meantime, mh?” He tries, voice tight, panic folding over his usual calm.

But your son only screams louder, fists pounding the highchair tray, tears flowing freely.

It’s been hours, and Nanami has come to the conclusion that : he doesn’t want me.

He stares at his son’s red, tear-slicked face. There’s no hatred in it, just unfiltered, helpless longing.

“I want Mamaaaaaa!!” Nanami flinches. Exactly, the toddler is longing for you.

The little boy’s small chest rises and falls in erratic sobs, hiccupping on the edge of breathlessness.

Nanami exhales slowly through his nose. You can do this, he tells himself. You’re his father. You can do this.

So, he tries.

He pulls out the little wooden train you carved together one weekend. Places it on the floor. “Do you want to show Papa how fast it goes again?” he asks, voice as gentle as possible.

No response.

He tries the animal book—the one with flaps and texture that always make him giggle. “Tell Papa where’s the lion. Can you find the lion for me?”

Nothing.

Just a heartbreaking, hoarse little “Mama…”

Nanami even tries to put on the cartoon with the talking blue bear. The one your son usually dances to.

As nothing seems to work, Kento feels his heart breaking inch by inch. He picks him up despite the flailing little arms, holds him against his chest, firm but not tight, like you’ve toche him.

His son won’t stop. Not even a little. The screams turn into an open-mouthed wail, the kind that turns cheeks purple and voices raw for hours. 

Nanami’s hands tremble slightly. He sits down on the floor with the boy in his lap, gently cradling him, head bowed. He’s never felt this powerless.

Not during cursed missions, not under pressure—but here, in his own home, with his child breaking apart in his arms… He feels not enough.

Not soft enough. Not warm enough. Not you.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers into the crown of his son’s head. “I’m trying. Papa’s trying so hard.”                 

And that’s when the front door creaks open. “I’m home!”

And just like that, your son’s head snaps up from where he’s been sobbing into Nanami’s lap. Your husband doesn’t even have the time to rise to his feet that the boy is squirming violently in his arms, “mama! Mama! MAMA!!” Nanami lets him go without resistance. He stands slowly as your son flings himself into your arms when you appear in the doorway.

Concern is written all over your face. “I’m here, baby. I’m here…”  you look up and see Nanami standing a few feet away, shoulders sagging, eyes tired behind his glasses.

“he’s been crying for hours,” he says softly. “didn’t want anything from me. Wouldn’t eat. Wouldn’t play.”

You nod as your rubs your son’s back. “I’m sorry. He’s just been going through this clingy phase.” 

“I know.” Nanami offers a tired smile, though it doesn’t reach his eyes. “it’s okay.”

Later, after dinner and a bath your son is finally asleep, curled on your side of the shared bed, clutching one of your shirts tightly, your sent comforting him.

Nanami stands in the doorway, arms crosses, watching the soft rise and fall of your kid. You come up behind him, circling his waist with your arms, letting your cheek rest on his strong back.

One of his hands intertwin with yours. “He wouldn’t even let me hold him,” he says, barely above a whisper. “I’ve never felt that…useless before.”

“Kento…”

“I know he’s still small. I know it’s not personal. But…” he pauses, swallowing hard. “I tried everything. Toys, books, food, music. He didn’t want any of it. It felt like…like…I wasn’t enough. I wasn’t…probably am, not a good dad.”

Your heart twists at the words. “Can you please turn to face me, love?”

He lets out a deep exhale, like the breath hurts to let go, and turns. When his eyes meet yours, you feel like the weight of the whole world just collapsed onto your chest. 

Nanami is silently crying.

His eyes are rimmed red, and cheeks drenched wet.

You gently cup his jaw. “You were more than enough Kento. You held him even when he didn’t want to be held. You didn’t get angry. You didn’t walk away. You didn’t even raise your voice once. That’s not just ‘enough’. That’s what a good dad does. That’s love.”

He closes his eyes, leaning into your touch as more tears gather in his long blonde lashes. “I just…” his voice breaks. “I just wanted to be what he needed.”

Nanami wraps his arms around you tighter, letting his forehead drop to your shoulder. He breathes into your neck, letting your sent comforting him­—just like his son does.

“I don’t mind not being the favorite,” he murmurs after a while, his voice quiet and raw. “But I hope, one day, he’ll reach for me too.”

You press a kiss the top of his head, pulling him impossibly closer to you. “He will. And when he does…he won’t want to let go.”

[yukiaia10]

BURN, BABY, BURN — TOP MALE READER X TRAFALGAR LAW

synopsis. when omega! law gets thrown into burning heat after smelling one of your shirts, it's only sensible that the origin of his misfortune compensates for it. in this case, you, an alpha, have no choice but to pleasure him throughout his heat until he's well-pupped and satisfied.

tags. omega! law, alpha! reader. breeding (pups), knotting, mating press, stomach bulge, law has a pretty pussy, vaginal sex, biting, scenting

Law was burning up. 

He hadn’t meant to take a deep inhale of your scent lingering on the oversized hoodie you left at his room—it had been so darn tempting, you couldn’t blame him. But now there he was, lying on the bed and wearing it, pressing the collar to his nose to smell as his insides burned, ached with a searing need. 

He was conscious enough to understand what was going on, but his heat wasn’t due until next week and he had taken blockers, so something wasn’t adding up. Nothing could explain the way he woke up sweaty, cunt oozing with slick and skin itching for a certain touch, feeling safe because it was your scent that wrapped around him. 

“Fuck,” he moaned, eyes squeezing shut as the tip of his finger snaked into his boxers to tease his clit. He hadn’t even realised when he had taken off his pants, but the thick material of the hoodie was already suffocating him with a pleasant warmth, and only god knows if he’d die of a heat stroke right then if there was one more extra layer of clothing sticking to him. 

Law wanted. He wanted a nest of things that smelled good, one where his alpha could make fervent love to him in a blissful flurry of endorphins and pheromones, of cock and knot and more, more, more—

It felt so empty. Not enough. 

He blinked his eyes open to find his neatly arranged pillows and smoothed out bedsheets way too clean and bare, devoid of sin. The mouth-watering scent from the hoodie had slightly faded now that his scent had mingled with yours, and he found himself spreading his legs to a ghost of a figure. 

Law wanted to cry. 

He was so painfully wet, soaked enough to keep going for days on end, give his alpha pups, let you breed him and be so good for you—but he knew that was just wishful thinking. You would never want him. To you, he was just another friend. And there Law was, playing with himself to dirty, unholy thoughts of you claiming him, one good, strong bite on the neck would do, bloody canines sinking down into his swollen scent glands, marking him as yours—

His chest gave a lurch, and he shamefully pulled out his hand from his boxers, letting out a shiver as the skin-tight cloth slapped onto his oversensitive crotch. 

His alpha wasn’t interested. Law wasn’t good enough. No tits for suckling, a toned build that people often mistook for an alpha’s, a body not meant for mating. His alpha wasn’t interested, wasn’t there for him at his most vulnerable, and Law understood why. 

In a trance-like state, he half-dragged himself to his feet and shoved everything that smelled like you onto the bed—things that you had touched during your stay: books that your hands had once opened—the pages now lingering with scent, clothes that you had helped him fold—now they smelled faintly of you. There was the one lamp that sat at the corner of his desk—you had switched it on earlier, and he found himself pressing his nose to its knob, trying to catch a whiff of your scent. Almost anything would do.

He roughly piled them all onto the mattress to form a ring where he could sleep in the middle, desperate to fill the void in his wanting heart. 

Law woke up to a thick, comforting waft of pheromones that immediately flooded his senses. 

The fever that had been brewing inside him for the past few hours hadn’t simmered at all, and he rubbed his thighs together to feel slick running down them, viscous and sticky. There was a damp sensation on his cheeks, probably from crying himself to sleep, earlier. He didn’t feel good, he felt miserable, but the ache had now dulled. 

“Law?” 

His eyes snapped to the door. There was someone out there. Law couldn’t tell if they were an alpha or not, but no one, not even his crew, should be approaching him right now. Not when he was in this state. He had a reputation to maintain, he was a feared captain of the seas, one that sent men trembling to their knees, not a whiny, pathetic mess of a horny omega—

“It’s me. I—came back to get my hoodie. I think I left it here. Fuck, I can smell you from here. Are you okay?” 

Oh. 

His omega crooned softly as his thoughts cleared enough to register that yes, this was your voice, you were there for him, he was going to be okay. That was enough to ease the hurt in his chest and prompt an ungodly amount of slick leaking from his cunt, but whenever he opened his mouth to say something, all that came out were soft purrs that beckoned you closer, closer, inside. 

You persisted when he stayed quiet. “Are you in heat? Do you need anything? Should I… get someone to help you?” 

Law growled low in his throat at the absurdity of the suggestion—getting someone to help him when his alpha was right there. You had to be fucking insane to suggest that. 

“Come in,” he demanded, or more like tried to, because he had whined at the same time and it sounded more like a sultry moan. 

“W-what? I can’t. If you’re in heat, that would make it worse—” 

Law didn’t know if he wanted to laugh or cry. You were the only person out there who could ever soothe the agony his body was going through right now, and there you were, saying that you would make it worse by being near him. 

“Y/n-ya, please. I need you.” 

And then he did the next most despicable thing he wouldn’t ever do if he wasn’t in heat, wasn’t aching for his alpha’s touch. He craned his neck, purposefully letting out an obscene amount of pheromones, waiting for it to pervade his room before it seeped out from under the door. Making sure you could smell how much he needed you. 

“Law, are—are you sure about this?” Your voice was strained from holding back, and you wanted to take him already, mark his pretty neck up with purple teeth marks until he was sobbing with how good he was feeling, how full he felt. 

“Yes—hurry.” 

The creak of the door opening barely dawned on Law before it was slammed shut again, his alpha’s hands on the back of his legs, spreading them wide, feeling warm and smelling good. 

“Alpha,” he panted. “Alpha.” 

“You’re so fucking wet. Shit, are you wearing my hoodie? Is that mine?” 

Law nodded, not that he had a use for it anymore—you were right there, scent heavy and pressed up against him so close that he could almost feel the outline of your cock against his cunt. He wanted it inside, and it wasn’t happening fast enough. 

“Take everything off,” he murmured. “Inside, now, hurry, alpha—”  

You shrugged off your shirt and jeans before pulling your hoodie and Law’s boxers off—they were completely drenched, and you were certain that you could squeeze slick out if you twisted it. 

A needy whine cut your thoughts short. “Hurry!” 

“Wait—fuck, I need a condom, do you have any—?” 

Before you could finish, Law had reached up to wrap his arms around your neck, dragging you down for a wet, messy kiss. To your bewilderment, he had started nudging his lower half towards you, rutting his unclad cunt on your cock while he shuddered and whimpered into the kiss. 

“Want pups,” he pleaded, eyes glassy. “Can’t give you pups that way.” 

Carnal desire ripped through you at the thought of impregnating him, marking him as yours in a way even a mating bite couldn’t—ruining him for anyone else, because by the time you were done with him, he would be bearing the seed of your sin. You let out a snarl, fingers digging into his thighs to put him in a mating press, thrusting forward once, twice to get your cock sliding against his folds. 

Law gave a little wail, his cunt tightening as his hips bucked up, trying to get you inside him. “Y/n-ya—fuck me, please, want it, need it so bad—” 

You nudged the fat, blunt head of your cock into his hole, feeling the rest slide in easily with all the slick he was producing. His burning walls pulsed around you as he keened, relishing in the feeling of finally, finally, instinctively trying to get you to knot him already. 

The first slap against his hips was loud and filthy, but then you started to pick up the pace as you felt him loosen up, get even more wetter, trying to be good and easy for you. 

“Law—” you moaned, “you’re so good. I’m gonna give you what you want, ‘kay? Gonna make you round with my children.” 

He answered you with a choked-up cry, nails raking down your shoulders as he desperately nodded yes, as though saying please, alpha, breed me, make me yours. 

You fucked into his sopping cunt over and over, pinching his clit to feel him clench around you harder, making him scream your name. At some point you had leaned down to kiss him, swallowing his pretty moans, and he had crushed his legs around your waist so suddenly, making you jolt forward. 

And then he was cumming hard on your cock, locking up tight and trying to keep you inside, whining and sobbing as you fucked him through his orgasm. You felt your knot start to build as the friction inside grew with each thrust, mindlessly muttering about how perfect he was and felt, almost high on the good kind of hormones that made your cock leak heavy with pre-cum, easing the ride. 

“So, so fuckin’ pretty, and good, wanna bite you so hard—” 

“Do it,” Law sobbed out, “‘m all yours, alpha.”

You settled for biting his shoulder instead of his neck, making him whimper loud, cunt locking up around you again to cum for a second time. A gush of liquid pushed out around your knot as you drove forward to the brim, and you felt it get heavier and heavier, making you gasp and heave with pleasure so intense it was going to send you into overdrive. With one more heavy thrust, you groaned out as you came, tainting his hole with the impiety of your seed. 

Your knot swelled inside him until it bulged out from the surface right below his heart tattoo. Law gaped in awe while you tried to get a grip on yourself. 

“It’s your—?” he asked uncertainly, eyes wide with disbelief. 

“—fuck, should be, yeah.” 

He raised a finger to press into the small bump, shuddering when your knot dug into his insides deeper. 

“It’s,” he muttered, frowning adorably as he looked for a word to describe it. “Rather cute.” 

“Is it? You like it?” 

Law continued to remain fixated on the bulge. “... No, not really.” 

You chuckled at his blatant lie, leaning down to kiss him—sweaty and exhausted now, chest slightly heaving with breath, but feeling full and pupped. 

“You—didn’t mark me,” Law muttered, all of a sudden. 

“Wanted to save it for later,” you assured him. “Hope that’s okay.” 

His eyebrows furrowed, but then you started distracting him by planting kisses on his neck, at the same time letting out your scent until you couldn’t differentiate between his and yours. He purred at this, going lax in your arms, exposing more of his neck to let you do whatever you wanted. 

“Think I might be able to go again,” you murmured against his skin, “in a few minutes.” 

“Good. I’m not done with you yet, y/n-ya.” 

Your knot felt sore already, and your muscles ached—but with Law underneath you, soft-eyed and pliant and so unlike his usual self, all you wanted to do was to keep him happy and satisfied. Even if it took draining you dry for a week to achieve that. For now, he was all yours, and you would do almost anything to make it stay that way.  masterlist! p.s. based on this drabble. good lord. y'all asked for this - i hope i delivered. uhhh this is totally not favouritism by the way

[yukiaia10]

Imagine being an average Joe, working a nine-to-five and owning a small apartment. Only to be gifted a book by a friend as a joke. You end up trying one of the spells and summon a tall, muscular Inncubus At first you'd thought he'd have a monster cock, but he didn't. He had a delicious looking pussy hidden beneath a skimpy thong. Of course you couldn't let this go to waste.

By the time your done he's a quivering moaning mess with his legs spread wide. His pussy gaping and you cum gushing out. His man boobs covered in bites. The best part? Seems like he's become addicted to your cock. Enjoy your new muscular cuntboy.

[yukiaia10]

no nut november

trying to get someone like simon riley, a military lieutenant, a tough man who doesn't break under pressure to fail no nut november is a challenge in itself but that doesn't mean it's impossible

the boys had made simon tey and do the while stupid thing, you cant cum for the entirety of november and if you did that you win, so simon decided "what the hell" and went with it, he was two days in and going strong

little did he know the boys paid you to get him to fail, do whatever just get simon to cum, so the first days may have seemed easy to him but after a couple more days he was struggling to not poo a boner every hour

every time you cane around you were bending over in front of him, lingering touches, and hard flirting, and with him having a crush on you and all it just made it all the worst "so hows your day ghost" you look up at him all innocent looking as if you weren't cooking up a plan in your devious brain "it was good just trained so recruits and-" he was cut off by the sight of you blatantly staring at his crotch

"oh sorry you can keep going" you look back up at him, his face plastered with a shocked expression but nonetheless continuing his story before again getting stopped by the sight of you looking him up and down while biting your lip "you okay ghost you look a little red, ever under the mask" you tease and he's quick to run away

your plan was working wonderful and all, and after a couple more days of just teasing and taunting the poor man he had about five days left before he would win but that became so much harder when he saw you in the gym showers after working out, ass all perky, body all glistening and sweaty he just needed that

but no he tried to shake the thoughts away but it was impossible when you just looked so fucking sexy, you caught him staring at you just from the coner of your eyes while you were showering "well are you gonna keep staring or are you gonna come fuck me big boy" you said and in no time he was naked an rushing to get behind you

fucking you like a mad man under the water while hoping no one was in the locker room to hear him groaning and panting while emptying load after load in your once tight hole, just felt so good finally cumming after weeks of no action, not even jerking off

by the end of it you could barely feel your legs and you were so dazed you just feel to the ground so simon scooped you up and took you to the medic "and what happened here" the medic asks "i think he just went to hard in the gym" he awkwardly tries to avoid eye contact "worth it" you chuckle

xoxo, starboye💋

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