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[angwritez]

Hey everyone!

I know I haven't been active on this blog for awhile and there's a couple reasons for that.

I just wanted to say thanks for everything as i’ve had a lot of fun on this blog and i’d like to thank everyone who supported my writing.

I will be archiving this blog and I have moved to a new one to continue my writing.

If you’re a mutual of mine and would like the username, feel free to dm me.

Other than that this is goodbye.

Thanks again for everything!

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ఌ WITH YOUR WORDS

geto x reader x gojo

⇢SUMMARY: weed makes people do some pretty crazy things, but is it really so crazy when you all want it so bad?

⇢CONTENT WARNINGS: black coded, threesome, slight humiliation, slight voyeurism, podcasts/streaming, voice kink, throat fucking, fingering, dacryphilia, praise and degrading, substance use (weed), impact play, geto is kinda jealous, USE OF DADDY ONCE!!! i couldn’t help myself 🫣

⇢WC: 2.0k

⇢A/N: NOBODY WILL UNDERSTAND HOW BAD THIS SCENE MADE ME CRY, full on sob and snot running down my face😭 but anyways this is my submission for @sweetforlevi’s 4/20 collab. thank you so much for letting me join ❤️(sorry for the late submission)

“tell them, babe.” 

but you couldn’t. deft ears falling defiant to the lewd squelching in the room. skilled, nimble fingers working in between your folds. etching permanent pleasure in your velvety walls. curling up, rubbing and ultimately rendering your body useless. limp and mushy. 

the room was too hot, one boy in between your legs and the other fucking that tight little throat as you moaned helplessly into the mic. that mic that only moments ago you were speaking into about your aspirations in life. it was one of the first times they invited you to be on their podcast, so this… this little outcome was not foreseen. 

“she’s fucking gone,” the one on top of you groaned, pushing himself deeper inside your throat. his white strands stuck to his forehead and his big hands cradled your face. held it up so that the salacious sounds of spit and precum bubbling out of your mouth — going straight down your chin — got picked up by the mic.  

“can’t even keep her eyes open,” he chuckled. nothing but straight malice. the black haired man joined in their commentary. scissoring your heat and rubbing circles onto your clit with each laugh he took. “gotta let it out or else we won’t stop, love.”

this was their fun. after smoking a few joints to bring in the lovely holiday. 4/20. nonetheless, this year of course just had to be different. gojo and geto, two men who graced you with their presence, not. you swear you’d gotten plenty of time back if you hadn’t fallen victim to their antics. pulling pranks and being straight menaces. 

ever since you’ve known them, nothing has changed. nothing. except for the sweet advances they made on you. the pair just constantly tormented and teased you, but don’t get it twisted. they loved you to death, there wouldn’t be a “them” if you weren’t there. 

so of course when they started their little pod cast miniseries on whatever they fuck they felt like talking about, you were always there in the back. their biggest supporter and coincidentally the person who came up with the topics of discussion. you were heavily in love with podcasts listening to true crime, numerous conspiracists, and one’s that would pump tranquility into your veins. 

mmm, i can’t - can’t take ‘n more.” you cried out. 

gojo, shushed you instantly. thrusting his length into your mouth, letting it poke the back of your throat. swiping his thumb over your plump lips, slick with spit. “i'm hurt,” he pouted, “you said you’d take whatever i give you. is my dick too big?” he smirked. he pushed his thumb into your mouth, hooking it around the fat of your cheek. 

your little mouth gave him far too much pleasure. the amount of tears that slipped down your cheeks wouldn’t stop. your stream of tears turned him on far more than your struggle to deep throat him. he laced his fingers into the strands of your hair, thick and splayed across the sheets. instantly he started fucking his dick down your throat, smirking at the big bulge that protruded from your throat. 

“you guys hear that?” gojo smiled, giving you a quick wink as he picked up the mic, “let ‘em know whose fucking this pretty mouth.” you shook your head and squeezed your eyes shut. swallowing down the contents in your mouth. the mass of it is too thick and coating your little throat. “tell ‘em whose dick you’re drooling all over, baby” 

“keep talking to her like that, little thing is squeezing around my fingers so hard.” geto spoke softly, fucking his fingers into you painfully slow. his eyes were fixed on the two people before him. your pussy was actually fluttering, clenching; doing everything it could do. geto spread your pussy lips, admiring your pink insides, your puffy clit and the subtle throb of your hole. opening and closing around his fingers, trapping his long tendons inside. 

“saturo, she’s about to cum.” you could barely breathe, couldn’t even produce a squeak. the pressure pooling in your stomach was far too much and with geto pushing down on your tummy, everything was ready to come out. as soon as he replaced the thumb on your clit with his mouth sucking on the sensitive bud you came hard. panting frantically, trying so so hard to close your legs around geto’s head. he continued to suck on your clit, palming his growing bulge as he overstimmed his pretty baby through her orgasm. 

the blunts had surely kicked in. your body tingled with every move you mde. the delta eight had won. when you were smoking off their balcony saying, ‘when is this shit gonna hit?’ you spoke too soon. you felt every fucking touch, every breath; you could feel your heart beating to the cadence of gojo’s mouth fucking. 

“shit, ‘m gonna cum.” gojo moaned, rutting his hips faster into the wet heat your mouth provided. with a pang he felt the underside of his cock throb, the heavy twitch of his balls. the angry throbbing of his tip in your throat. “lemme cum in this pretty mouth, yeah?” he pushed himself over the edge as he rutted his hips into your mouth. keeping his happy trial flush with the tip of your snotty nose. a heavy stream of his cum spurted down your throat. the thick substance coated your entire mouth, felt heavy and hot on the back of your tongue.  

gojo slowly pulled his dick out of your mouth and tapped his heavy pink tip against your lips; little beads of cum slipping out the slit. it was soft now as he rubbed it against your lips, but even on soft it was still so long and girthy.  “you like it when i talk to you like that?” 

you whined in response, puckering your cum stained lips for a kiss. yeah. you liked the little remarks he made, the way he - they taunted you. “does the doll want a kiss?” you looked up at him, eyes glistening from the tears. your pupils were huge, staring at the bright blue hue of his eyes. he slotted his lips against yours. at the time you two shared a kiss ghetto had grown impatient watching you two. did nobody care about the painful erection he had? 

he unbuckled his pants stroking his bulge that fucked up his shorts. the light gray material of them drenched in the front with the unholy amount of precum that dripped from his begging tip. pleasing you, ha. pleasing you could make him cum untouched, he had to fucking force himself to not cum in his pants. 

now it was his carnal desire to fuck his length into you; as you kissed gojo he took the chance to rub his tip in between your fat folds. the tiny gasp you let out, allowed gojo to slip his tongue into your mouth, tasting his cum on your tongue. everything tasted ten times sweeter when it was in your mouth.

you reacted how he hoped. lifting your hips up to find that pleasure that was missing. he did that a couple times; allowed his thick head to part your lips and gently slip inside your hole. you pulled your lips from gojo and whined out, arching your back off the bed to get him to fuck you. “su,” you moaned, “put it in.” 

“good, good — remember to always ask with your words.” he hummed in delight. once you got past the intrusion of his tip, it wasn’t so bad. the stretch seemed almost unbearable making you lurch up and ball the sheets in your fist. both of them fucking loved your tears, they loved how easily they fell when they rendered you useless from their cocks. 

with all his strength he pulled you towards the edge of the bed, trapping your thick thighs in his arms. your feet dangled behind him as he fucked into your limp form. he had to angle your body up to fuck you at the perfect angle, the tip of his dick poked your cervix, almost sliping through that entrance. gojo just sat on the bed and watched, whispering bits of everything in your ear. 

“pretty pussy takes cock so well.” 

“imagine what a slut all the listeners think you are.” 

“think they’re fisting their cocks to your sexy moans?” 

“bet they wanna fuck you like we do, if only they could see what a mess you are.” 

“her little pussy is squeezing me again, sato.” geto growled, all sounds rumbling in his throat as he gulped them down. the ridges of his cock massaged your walls just right. the thick veins that bulged from his sides were pulsing uncontrollably. too captivated and too aroused by the tight pussy he was fucking. his thrust were hard but precise, his balls slapped against the fat of your ass. 

he sunk his thick fingers into the fat of your thigh, gripping you tighter and bringing you closer to his body. you had long forgotten about the mic but they hadn’t. they turned the sensitivity up just a bit more so that listeners could hear your continuous cries and pants. “su, it feels good — feels really good.” 

“oh, yeah?” 

“feels so good you might cum, huh. i can feel it.” that tight clamp that you held on him ready to milk his cock and all he was worth, but he’d fuck you into cumming first. he slowed his strokes down and brought his thumb up to your clit. it increased the pooling in your stomach by tenfold, and had you dripping down his length. a cute ring of cream coated his base, a little prize he always looked forward to. “creaming on daddy’s dick is that right?” 

“mhmph, feels too good, fuck!” you cry out. he knows you're about to cum when gojo drops a hand to your tits and starts tweaking your nipples. he knows how much you love getting your nipples rubbed when your off your fucking rocker. you're shuddering from both forms of contacts, contracting around geto. that pool has filled up way too much and it’s releasing so much. your tummy flexes as you cum for the upteenth time. 

“fuck, you’re cumming. cum on it — good fucking girl — cum on this dick like it’s yours.” 

you were so wet, too fucking wet for geto’s comfort. he couldn’t help the rush that he felt when you came around him. body shaking and writhing, as you came. you were the perfect little thing to fuck, and his orgasm came immediatey after. he clenched his teeth and his abs flexed harshly as he jerked his hips inside. the stuttering of his hips leading to the need to fuck himself into you more, but he couldn’t. there was no more space, poor thing couldn’t cum as deep as he wanted to

but as long as you could feel that slush in your stomach it was okay, as long as when he pulled out his creamy white substance stayed inside he’d be good. your slutty pussy was throbbing entirely too much — push and pull. thick drops of his cum seeped out of you and onto the sheets below. he stuffed two fingers into you quickly, a little makeshift plug to keep the nut inside. 

“love filling you up with my cum, such a pretty sight.” he cooed,wiping the inquired sweat from off his hairline. “love it when you fill me up, always feels ‘s good.”  you purred. these activities always tired you out, had your heavy lids and big lashes touching your cheeks. but they always reminded you, good girls say goodbye all the time. 

“what do we say, pretty girl?” 

you finally came down from your high and swooned between the two of them. you covered your body with the blanket before saying a soft, “thank you for listening, i’d really enjoy it if you listened again.”

“satosuguslut signing out.” 

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Pairing : Former ProDom! Levi Ackerman x Reader

Warnings : mature content, mature language, mentions of drugs, Male Dom, Slight Roleplaying , bdsm, bondage, bodily fluids, rough penetration, face fucking, sex toys, rope-play. Just a little bit of fluff if you squint 😑

Summary : what’s your wildest fantasy? Levi surely knows his, your curiosity has been peaked when you asked for him to show you rather than tell- leading to him asking “have you ever seen a dungeon? “

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Lesson 1 | Lesson 2 | Lesson 3

Excitement radiated through Levi on his way home. Your newfound kinkiness has given him some ideas. Lately, you’ve been obediently letting him do whatever he wants to you- sometimes even asking for more…Maybe, just maybe.. he could be a little rougher with you.

At home, you couldn’t contain yourself. Fingers lightly gliding over equipment in the basement. Nerves flowing through you as you excitedly smile- wondering what your man has planned for you tonight.

You don’t get a good look at everything he had laid out in the table but you have a good idea of what was he was going to do with the rope. Kneeling, you let him skillfully lace the rope around your bare chest. Breast spilling out of the loops. Gently pushing you to lay on the floor he ties your arms behind your back, yanking every now and then to confirm its security.

Moving to your ankles, he carefully loops and knot the ropes tightly, not enough to cut your circulation but tight enough to leave rope burns on your skin if you tried to escape.

You grunt as your bodying is being hoisted into the air, hanging like dead weight from the ceiling. This was not at all what you were expecting. You heart pounded in your chest in excitement but also fear, what if you fall?

( reference incase y’all didn’t understand the position )

“You okay?” Levi asks softly cupping your face, you feel the cool leather of the mouth restraint press into your face contrasting with the heat of your skin.

“Of course,” you say confidently, you could see the fire and love in his eyes at how confident you are and how you accepted this lifestyle- his lifestyle, so easily. It made your heart swell.

A soft kiss was pressed to your lips, you closed your eyes getting into it, but his lips were replaced with an silicone ‘O’ shaped ring gaping your mouth wide open. You crave to touch him as his bare chest comes close enough to your face for you to lick him while he latched the restraint behind your head.

Crouching under you, he attaches bull nose nipple clamps, yanking to confirm they won’t slip off. Looking up, he smiles sinisterly as you gasp in pain- yet you were aroused. You could feel your cunt throbbing, begging to be filled.

Standing, Levi lightly pats your cheek, pushing your body to swing around and have you face a wall while he wasted no time grabbing handfuls of your ass. His thumbs slip down to traces the slick lips of your aroused cunt, spreading you wide and spitting on your hole.

You wiggle in his hold as best as you can, and he slaps your ass with a stern “stay still”. You whine but obey when you feel the tips of his fingers prude at your hole where he spat. Spreading it along your cunt, making your clit slippery.

Your eyes flutter shut when his fingers dip into you so slow yet so deep, you clench. The slide out as slowly as they went in, but was replaced with bullet vibrator, surprising you from how strong it started off. Levi’s hands leave your body and you’re left squirming from the intense and sudden vibrations. The tail of the bullet barley hanging out as Every time you clenched, it was sucked in deeper

As you try to stable you breathing and trembling the zap of an electro wad, hits the flat of your feet. And he does these for a few times, on your feet, your thighs, your breast, and finally your clit- before he’s slamming it down with a sigh that over rides your overstimulated sobbing

“I’m feeling a little impatient tonight babe” Levi huffs gripping the top of the rope to steady you. “Sorry” he breathes heavily. You feel the tip of his dick pushing into your cunt alongside the bullet vibrator. He lets go of the rope above you and grips the rope that has your arms tied behind your back, pulling your body backwards to meet his hips.

The vibrator was pressing into you walls while Levi’s top kissed your cervix with every thrust. You were a mess; His dick was a creamy wet mess. Drool and juices from your cunt dripped on the floor as Levi spread your legs wider and grabbed your face. Left hooked into the opening of your mouth, and right hand still pulling you back by the rope, you swirled your tongue around his fingers as best as you could.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me.. ever since you found out about this, I thought you would leave” Levi says in between his moans and thrust. “You’re one of a kind.. nasty girl” he smiles. “Cum for me one.. I know you’re tired but just one more babe” he begs letting go of your mouth to massage your breast.

Cumming again, your body shakes and quivers in his hold. He yanks your nipple clamps, snatching them clean off and causing a painful cry to escape your throat prolonging your orgasm. With your cunt clenching and throbbing around him, he cums with a loud grunt, still thrusting into you.

He pulls out taking the vibrator with him. It falls on the floor with a wet plop. He checks your nipples before anything, making sure he didn’t do any real damage. Once confirmed, he removes the gag and lets you down gently to untie you.

“You did so good for me” he praises.

“I thought I was going to pass out.. I can’t feel my arms” you huff puffs of air.

“Sorry, I’ll be easy next time” he nods acknowledging that this might have been too much for you.

“No!” You nearly shout. “I mean .. this was fun. It is fun. I love it actually. I just need some water and a hot bath”

Hoisting you up, he carries you up the stairs from the basement, while faintly listening to you rant and rave about the electro wand. What should I do next time?

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DON’T GET TOO LOUD!

FT. HANMA SHUJI

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ PAIRINGS: Time skip Hanma Shuji x Fem! Reader

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ CW: public(ish) sex, bathroom sex, finger sucking, degrading, oral(m. receiving), spitting, more spitting, implied cum eating

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ FROM CHRIS: This is from a request but I wanted to make it into a longer fic. Also inspired by a Kanye song that goes along with the themes of this fic :))

Every time Hanma closed his eyes, all he saw was you.

At any given time, you could cross his mind, enter his thoughts, and render him a slave to you. It was always the same vision too, you wearing that pretty smile that illuminated the highs of your cheeks, the cheery spirit he fell oh-so hard and of course—dressed in nothing but your supple skin.

Sinful, he knows.

He knows it's wrong but once his mind goes adrift, nothing but having you beneath him could resolve.

Hanma found himself having these thoughts—these perceptions—at moments just like this too, when formality was rich in the air.

Standing amidst a banquet of peers should have set Hanma’s mind at rest, but considering how the heavy pangs of his heart clogged his senses, he was nothing more than a lost cause. You were his poison, the only weakness he truly had.

Having you on his arm in the black silk dress, his hand of punishment laced around your pure palm. The sight of you only corrupted him, ruining all coherency he ought to hold for such an important night nonetheless.

The questions that swarmed his mind were simple: Could he take you up on one of the many tables covered with luxurious cloth and food? Could he sneak away from wandering eyes without question?

All in all…Could Hanma fuck you the way he wanted to?

Quite a theory like that was warranted for the asking.

Though, Hanma was never one to make a request. He could only swallow down his embarrassment before turning to you, pondering how to gain your attention.

A mere glare at your precious face turned into a tug at your side, Hanma ignoring the gathering of wrinkles along your waist. He didn't need you to question him, for his sudden urges surpassed the weight of words. All Hanma needed from you was a simple nod and trust, a blind trust as he guided you to the bathroom, a single stall suited for both of you.

It wasn't until the clicks of the door’s locks that Hanma gave in to his whims, caging you between the sink's rim and his chest. He couldn't get enough of you, His hands cupped at the fat of your cheeks, each swipe of his thumb wasn't without care, his stale golden eyes wavering at your own. Having those doe eyes of yours gawk at him queuing a thrilling chill to lick at his spine.

"Why'd you have to wear that dress, Baby? Fuck, you look so good."

"You brought it for me, Shu. I thought you'd like it--

Hanma's quick to cut your words short by plunging the pad of his thumb past your pouty lips. He grinned at your whimper, relishing what power he held over you. It took for the gentle laps of your tongue around his digit for you to calm down, a thickened silence settling over you both.

You couldn't tell at first what caused Hanma's abrupt nature, prompting you both to grace in intimacy's privilege. You only caught wind of his true ambition in the moment, peering up at the man through your lashes. He was far too invested with you, your tongue and the delicate drags along his thumb to simply seek your company alone.

It was Hanma after all, he always wanted more than what he deserved.

"Can you do me a favor, pretty girl? I need a little help gettin' through the party, need that mouth of yours." Hanma cooed, lazily pulling his thumb from between your lips.

You should've shown more resistance, nodding all too willingly at your request. You should've kept the slick grin from teasing at your lips, stemming from the avidity of his words.

Hanma knew exactly what to say and how to say it, the two methods used against you. That's exactly why he watched as you sank onto your knees in awe, frail hands greedily pawing at his pants clasp. Pulling for the waist of his navy slacks and black briefs to sit midway of his thighs, only for your pending endeavors to be halted by the grip Hanma bestowed onto your parting jaw.

"C'mon now, don’t test me. Open your mouth."

How could you have nearly forgotten the tradition, the one thing that truly established Hanma'a dominance over you. Inches from your gaped mouth, spilling soapy spools of spit to lay along the flat of your tongue. Accepting it all with a grin, you gave Hanma a single nod of assurance before breaking the line of sight.

"Go on, make me cum real hard, 'kay?"

The words of encouragement were all you needed to hear before latching the plush curves of your lips onto the head of his cock. Thick, heavy, and hot were the only words to use to describe the tip, the pretty pink bulb forcing your tongue to cave beneath the sheer weight.

Each dip of your head brought your nose to his pelvis and his cock to the constricting force of your throat. The gags echoed from the walls of both stall and bathroom alike, drowning any bit of song from Hanma. Yet, nothing could have been done without bliss.

The same bliss served as courage each time you introduced him to your throat, stealing breath after breath from your lungs. That very same bliss was why spit pooled at the corners of your lips without doubt, all in good faith for Hanma’s incoming high. Why that bliss, that sense of relief buzzing off your thoughts is the very reason why you followed behind Hanma and his antics graciously.

There was even a certain thrill running its course through your body, elation bursting with every swipe of your tongue. You couldn’t ignore an inch of Hanma, your hand eagerly searching for solace. Slipping down, your hands cupped at his balls, fingertips grazing the sensitive skin ever so cautiously.

From that alone, twitches ran along the girthy shaft, swollen veins surfacing beneath the tanned skin. Tears of precum were coaxed from the slit, adding to the beautiful mess unfolding.

Your hands laced around his cock’s length, hollowed fists pulling at the heated skin. A squeeze was all it took for Hanma to unravel, his hips bucking to smother your chin. You sought to have his orgasm hanging above your head, bringing your cheeks to a hollowed seal around his cock.

“Fuck!” he grunted, the hand of sin clamping over his eyes shielding his eyes from your own. “Just like that! You wanna make me cum, don’t you?”

Muted hums broke from your chest, the vibrations shooting, Hanma couldn’t bear a second longer, prying himself free from you. Taking matters into his own hands, he leaned against the door, stroking his inflamed cock at the sight of you.

You sat on your knees so politely for him, hands folded over your lap. Spit dripping from your chin, tears threatening your eyes, and a gorgeous smile ready for the ruining. He knew you were waiting, waiting for the shuddering waves of a high to come over him.

“Shh, okay, okay. If only people knew how much of a slut you were fr’ me. Hold everything till I say to swallow…right?

Yet amidst his warning, your mouth still apart, glossy with spit and precum. Hanma took it upon himself really, aligning the fluttering slit with your tongue’s curve. He felt his high pulling at him, seizing all his nerves in his legs and tummy alike under a single pull. Hunching over you, Hanma allowed himself to rattle off once more with a feverish breath.

"Ah, ah, ah...that's dirty, Y/N. When you have your mouth open like that, I can't help but think that you want something?"

Before you could even begin to agree, an empty gasp clogged Hanma’s throat. Within that silence was the welcoming of pretty spurts of white laying along your tongue, paired with another spool of spit he kept for the special moment. The sudden immersion pulled a drunken squeal from out your lungs, hands clawing at Hanma’s thighs.

“T-Thank you…S-Shuji!”

"That’s it, that’s my good lil’ slut!” He giggled, his hand patting your cheek gently.

“Better thank me.”

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MY EVERYTHING

nanami x reader

warnings: mushy gushy feelings, borderline poetry tbh, semi-public sex, creampie, no dialogue during smut...

my submission for @misss-chrisss's getaway collab! i tried something new for my writing style so i hope you all enjoy. and don't forget to check out the other amazing collab pieces!

When you recited the words “until death do us part” on your wedding day, you didn’t think working so much would be your husband’s demise. You could see his job wearing on him physically and mentally, coming in the door with his tie already loosened while his shoulders drooped from the weight of the day. He beelines straight for the bed, not even bothering to take his clothes off, and you just watch from the doorway thinking about how much he deserves some peace and quiet.

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?

It was an innocent question, one that rolled off your tongue with ease while you mindlessly traced random shapes on his chest. An arm that was draped over your shoulder gives a gentle squeeze before moving to rub soothing circles on your back.

I’d go anywhere, as long as it’s with you.

His answer made you sit up, giving a little room between your bare chests that were once pressed together. You needed to see if there was a hint of doubt, but you only found him peacefully sleeping. As you return back to his chest, a small smile spreads across your lips at his comment – Nanami could still make you giddy and flustered like a young schoolgirl 5 years into your marriage.

You expected to receive a rather wordy phone call from Nanami while you were out running errands the next morning, something about how you impulsively booked a getaway trip to Malaysia without talking to him. But he actually sounded… happy, which had you concerned if it was really Nanami on the phone. The truth was that he knew there was no time to argue. He had to pack his things for the flight that was within a couple of hours.

And that’s how you ended up in Malaysia. For the past few days, the two of you have disconnected from the rest of the world and sought refuge in a nice villa in the tropical country. It was a much-needed reset and allowed you time to focus on each other without distractions.

“What are you smiling about, Kento?” You reach into the fruit bowl on the table next to the hammock and throw a grape at his forehead. When it hits him dead on, he drops his smile and gives you a light pinch after cutting his eyes at you. “Tell me all of the juicy secrets you’ve written in your journal.”

“You know I can’t do that, love. And wouldn’t that take the fun out of all this?”

Journaling was something you have been doing since the beginning of your marriage. Every day for the past five years, you’d sit down together and write something for that day. As you poured your hearts out, the two of you have accumulated quite a large stash of notebooks, each page filled with the sacred words that resided in your hearts and minds. But the most important detail of it all was that the other wasn’t allowed to see what you wrote. It was for your eyes only. People tend to be more genuine and honest when they don’t expect anyone to look on with prying eyes.

“I suppose. I guess I’ll just die without knowing,” you let out a dramatic sigh and pretend to be sad.

Nanami chuckles, shaking his head as he continues to write. “Shouldn’t you be writing? I’ve seen you write one word in the last 10 minutes.”

“I’ve written more than that for your information.” You look down to count them – okay, you only had 4 words but that was all you needed.

Nanami is my light. He is the light that brightens your world. He is the light that guides you to better days. And most importantly, he was the light that made you feel warm and safe. Even the sun seemed dull in comparison.

You swing your legs over the side of the hammock and stretch a little before rising. “Well, you’re just gonna have to finish later. Get dressed so we won’t be late.” Usually, Nanami was the one doing the rushing, reminding you of the time and watching you get dressed for whatever you had planned. It seems as though the roles were flipped today.

“Alright, alright I’ll be ready in a few minutes. How about you keep sitting here and look pretty for me, okay?” When you dawn a bright smile, he gives a quick kiss before disappearing into the house..

It wasn’t until you looked down to put on your sandals that you noticed his journal lying on the ground. Thinking nothing of it, you pick it up, accidentally revealing the words he had jotted down moments prior. You didn’t intend to read them, yet you couldn’t get yourself to stop either. With every word, you felt your body grow warm and those familiar butterflies in your belly.

When the two of you had ventured off from the tour group, finding a grotto hidden behind the waterfall, you found yourself replaying the words you had read while your lips interlocked with his.

She may have my heart but she is my soul.

You could feel him pouring his heart out to you without even saying anything. The way his hands smooth over every inch of your body until they settle on your cheeks as he deepens the kiss. The way he robbed you of oxygen by stealing kiss after kiss, never giving you a chance to breathe until he felt your nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders. Even now as you both pant, warm breath fanning over your glossy lips, his eyes are trained on them as he desperately waits for more.

She keeps me sane and drives me insane at the same time.

It was an amusing irony – how you completed him and made him feel whole, despite losing himself every time he settles into your gummy cunt. He doesn’t mind though. If feeling this good meant giving in to you, then he would do it every time without hesitation. And no matter how many times you cried out his name, or how many times his lips landed on your skin, there was always more he wanted to give.

I could say that she is everything I have ever dreamed of, but no one could ever fathom a dream like her.

He watches you writhe under him. Pupils blown wide yet his vision was foggy from the heavy arousal. If being here with you was a sick and twisted dream, then he never wanted to wake up. All he could focus on was you: how you peer over your shoulder with soft, pleading eyes, you crying out an affirmation of love, and your warm cunt that keeps sucking him in deeper. His tight grip moves from your waist to your chest and he pulls you impossibly closer. It was perfect – the way his body framed yours and moved in a steady rhythm.

She is more than my world…

Your manicured nails cling onto the rocks in a desperate attempt to ground yourself. The cold water crashing against your hot skin did nothing to stop your mind from drifting off. Nanami had already let go, his sloppy thrusts going unchecked as he mentally checks out. His fingers carefully toying with your clit was his invitation for you to join him. He wanted to feel the way your tight cunt flutters around him when you reach your climax – a feeling that never got old and always made him cum. And when you finally do tip over the edge, he holds your trembling body flush against his chest and tells you for the milltionth time today that he loves you.

She is my everything.

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Angel!!! How are you 😼

Heyy!! I'm good just trying to get a handle on some things lol.

How are you??💕

[angwritez]

*ahem*mean toji *ahem* free use reader *ahem ahem*

a/n hey anon this is on the short side so don’t be angry 😓 my brain was not operating at its maximum ability.

“yeah you like this slut?” He said between thrust, hold your neck as you gasped for air. Toji was balls deep in your pussy for the fourth time today.

A thick layer of your cream formed at the base of his cock. Your sheets were drenched with sweat and cum. The sound of your bed creaking and a wet smacking out when your hips met. You were fucked out, overstimulated but toji needed you, he needed your body.

You let your neck go, pushing your lower back down to arch your back, feeling his balls slap against your clit. “Oh my-oh my fuckk.” You cried out, clenching around him as you orgasmed. Your legs shook worn out from the abuse in your body.

But Toji was nowhere near done, he pushed your face down into the wet sheets, deepening your arch as he put a leg on your back forcing his cock to nudge against your cervix.

It felt like he was in your throat at this point, moans muffled as another orgasm came over you. Gosh he was relentless taking his bad day out on you, but you loved it.

He slipped out of you, finishing on your back. He grabbed one of your shirts wiping his dick off as you collapsed on the bed. “Clean yourself up, I’m coming back next week.” He muttered, putting his clothes on and leaving.

You loved his hunger, how insatiable he was, but it hurt everytime when he left, uncaring about the state you left him in.

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[angwritez]

Naoto Tachibana x Black! Fem Reader

Summary: Naoto's had a stressful day at work and cant help but to wither his beautiful girlfriend in pleasure

Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞 , Semi - Public sex , Fem oral receiving ... the literal chokehold this man has on me 😮‍💨

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Naoto lets out a sigh as he undid his tie. The twenty five year old detective was finally at the end of his shift. Leaning back into his office chair dryly running a hand across his face the man was stressed. He needed to some type of release , it was as if on cue when you stepped into his office.

"Are you ready to go home?" You ask. He sat up from your sudden voice while his eyes shamelessly traveled your body. The tight sundress hugged your curvaceous form, cleavage slightly exposed giving him the perfect view and your sweet smelling perfume filling his nose. He could feel himself tighten in his pants, he cleared his throat.

"Um .. yeah I just have to do something first." He replied. Standing to his feet while he fully untied his tie making you pass a small gulp. Such a small act and the man managed it to look so sexy. Casually running two hands through while he walked over to the futon that was in his office. Laying down on it which made you raised a brow.

"Could you lock the door?" Doing what he says, "Um for what if you don't mind me asking ?" "Come here and sit on my face. Its been a long day YN and I just want to feel better." He dryly says. You passed a small gulp knowing that the man was about to have your body radiating in pleasure with his name falling off your lips.

The man loved the taste of you. Being smothered in your thick thighs as they clamped around his head while he attacked your poor cunt was enough to get him off. Today was no exception so there you were, dress hiked up around your waist while your rode Naoto's face just like it was his dick.

His head hanging slightly off the futon giving you more space to ride him freely. His hands travelled to your waist to adding more pleasure . "Mhm." He moaned. The vibrations from his moan made you speed up your hips. The man was clearly starved and you wanted to make sure he was full.

Increasing the speed of your hips while that familiar sensation was building up in the pit of your stomach. "N-Nao .. Im so close." You blabbed. "Cum on my face please." He praised. His nose brushing against your clit was the finally string that snapped. "Ah." You moaned out. Clear essence pouring straight down his throat that he took in like a person deprived of water.

You were busy trying to catch your breath when he moved your hips. Thighs wrapped around the mans shimmering flushed face, "Now we can go home. I just needed you after a long day." You were a loss for words but also excited to get home to see what else was in store for you.

[angwritez]

Nanami Kento in Jujutsu Kaisen 01 x 13

"I don't need your gratitude. I've already received it from lots of others. I have no regrets."

[angwritez]

Pairing : Hajime Iwaizumi x Reader

Summary : literally no point to this other than big balled Iwa Brainrot 🤷🏽‍♀️

Warnings : 18+ , mature content, mature language, rough sex, creampies, spitting, breeding, mention of Iwas balls a few times 🌚

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[angwritez]

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 [ 𝐡. 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 ]

ღ︎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩!𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

ღ︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 + 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟. 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫!𝐢𝐰𝐚, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐰𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡

THICK THIGHS ENCASED IWAIZUMI’S HEAD AS HE BURIED HIS FACE IN YOUR PUSSY. Indecent sounds filled the bright kitchen, your ass hanging off the edge of the porcelain island top while Iwaizumi’s hands gripped you for support and pleasure. Tears slipped down your chubby cheeks, mouth dropped open in pleasure while your boyfriend ate you out like his life depended on it. You hadn’t meant to get yourself in this position on purpose. Hadn’t meant to flirt with Kuroo while you waited for Iwa to be done with assessments. Kuroo was just so funny and you loved to laugh, it was all harmless. But Iwaizumi knew of Kuroo’s character and his not-so-secret desire for you. And you missed the teasing smirk Kuroo had sent your boyfriend as you clutched his arm for support after laughing so hard from something so dumb. Iwaizumi needed to remind you who you belonged to even if others remembered.

Heat flooded your tummy, nimble fingers gripping the edge of the countertop and his hair at the same time. All you could do was moan and whine, white-hot pleasure replacing your senses as he worked purposefully to your next orgasm. Today was a good day for Iwa; he got to work on time, got a lunch packed by his favorite girl, and even received a bonus at work that was triple his pay. And to top it all off, he got to come home to you and what better way to share his excitement than by dining on his favorite meal? You, with an extra side of cum just to put it all together. Until you flirted with his friend.

Truthfully, Iwaizumi looked for any chance to devour you. To have you mindlessly riding his face, clit bumping against his nose with each drag of your hips. Or with his face smushed against your ass as you laid helplessly on your stomach while he ate from the back. Perhaps it was when he’d have you like he does now; legs pushed wide and back and his mouth latched around your lips in a searing hold, tongue lapping up every drop of your essence that escaped your pretty hole. His cock staining the nice suit pants he never bothered with taking off, having came just from eating you out alone.

And after taking all that he can from you, the Athletic Trainer still begged for more. A flushed look on his face and a lovesick tint in his eyes, Iwaizumi would stroke his sensitive cock, rubbing the tip on your soaked lips as you mewled and whimpered, before plunging into your tight cunt with a groan.

“My sweet girl.”

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[angwritez]

ও pairing :: oc!eito yoshino x black!fem reader

ও ⸻ eito finds his neighbor waiting by his door for him after a long trip. what kind of man would he be if he left her out there.

ও content warnings :: unprotected sex, explicit language, oral (m receiving), afab reader, she/her pronouns, dirty talking, eito is a sweetheart, small texted intended.

a/n: i got a bit carried away but i'll be waiting for those eito selfships

SEX WITH EITO WAS PASSIONATE AND RAW. MAYBE THAT WOULD EXPLAIN THE LAST TWO PREGNANCY SCARES. But he didn’t care—for him, nothing could compare to the feelings of being so deep in her pussy, her cunt pulsing and throbbing around his girthy cock. His strokes went to the beat of whatever slow r&b song was playing in the background. Her nails scraping down the curve of his back, fingernails digging into his ass cheeks, soft mewls spilling from her lips as he rocked into her. This is what his parents would call making love, the act of making your partner feel like they were the only ones in the world as if they are made for you—their body molded to fit like a missing puzzle piece. So, it was no question why so many women found themselves falling for him after a night run with him, and Y/N was no different from them.

Y/N—his beloved neighbor. The same Y/N who let his cat stay over when she sneaked onto her balcony. His dearest neighbor, who would bake him fresh cookies in the shape of hearts or his personal favorite—cherry apple pie. After a drunk night at a local karaoke bar, she and Eito found themselves back in her living room on that pink velvet sofa—Eito sucking on the curve of her neck as he slowly rocked into her, fingers tangled in her knotless box braids, his fat cockhead gently brushing against that sensitive spot of hers. Slow moans of his name spilled from her plump lips made Eito’s chest swell; he loves that, hearing that person he was pleasing moan his name in such a manner he could never forget it.

Which made it no surprise when he stepped off the elevator and saw her waiting outside his apartment. A pleasant smile crept on his face when he saw that cute little pout. “What happen, baby girl? You missed me that much? I was only gone for a few days,” he was such a tease that sometimes she hated him. It wasn’t her fault, though. He was the one who decided to randomly leave for a random ass gaming tournament in Germany; of course, she missed him, he left without saying a word. Bringing his soft lips to her forehead, Eito felt a warm feeling spread throughout his body. To have someone like her waiting for him at his door—if she was careful, he’d have her moving in before the end of the day.

"You aren't jet-lagged, are you?" Y/N would peek at him through her wispy eyelashes. She'd be lying if she said she didn't come here for sex. Since that drunken night, she found herself utterly addicted to his body.

"What happened? The little vibrator wasn't doing enough while I was gone?" As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. In fact, she found herself frustrated with her flimsy Amazon vibrator; the reviews were promising, but once it came down to it—the damned thing didn't perform to her expectations. She watched in anticipation as Eito fiddled with his keys. For someone who's been living in this building for a year or so, he always struggled with his lock.

The moment Eito placed his key on his coffee table, Y/N wasted no time wrapping her arm around his torso. "You missed me that much? Would you believe me if I told you I thought about you the whole time? When I was alone in my hotel room, I watched the videos we made—stroking my dick, wishing it was you. It was torture baby." He said as he pressed sloppy kisses on her neck. "Y/N I need you bad. I was thinking about fucking you the whole flight, it was so embarrassing I had to hide my dick from the old lady sitting next to me."

She felt like her body was on fire, between the sweet whispers and his growing erection rubbing against her, Y/N knew it was only a matter of time before she was moaning and screaming under his body, but for now, she thought she should treat him. Loosening his studded leather belt Y/N gracefully fell to her knees; she missed this feeling. Her body vibrated as she hooked his fingers around his boxer brief's elastic hem. Despite being in the confines of his jeans, the fatness of his cock was more than evident. "Gosh, I missed you." Y/N would coo before kissing his pink tip.

His precum alone had her drooling around his cockhead. "Fuck, you treat my dick so good." Eito threw his head back before gently placing his hand on her head. The lewd sight of Y/N's bobbing along his length would have anyone hot and bothered, but to experience the pleasure Eito was feeling was different; he was so pent up he thought he was going to cum at any second. "Baby—f-fuck—you suck dick so fucking good." If Y/N said his moans and praises weren't getting to her, she'd be lying; each whiny moan that spilled from his mouth had her pussy throbbing and her wetness dripping onto the hardwood floor. "I'm gonna fuck you with that skirt on, kay?" Her big brown eyes stared back at him, signaling her agreement. Under his lustful daze, Eito couldn't help but think how beautiful she looked with her mouth stuffed with his dick.

Soft hands squeezed his balls just the way he liked; Eito's hips would buck under her firm grip. Deep groans and needy whines spilled from Eito's lips as he watched his length disappear in her mouth, his thick tip continuously hitting the back of her throat. If only he could see the expression on his face, he looked fucked out, and they barely even started. This was just the opening act as the first thirty minutes of a movie; Eito knew what sex with her had to offer. His large held her head in place in an attempt to slow down her pace on his sensitive dick—he was close—closer than he wanted to be. "S-stop babe, I'm not ready yet. I wanna cum in-inside you."

Eito hissed as she released his cock with pop. Gosh, he loved when she did that. Despite his teasing earlier, he was the one coming off needy. He wasted no time in bending her over the grey sofa, her face pressed against the cold window. Secretly he hoped someone was watching them; he couldn't deny that he liked being watched. Slowly edging his leaky cockhead into her, Eito pressed his eyes shut, basking in how her walls hugged his length. "Ohh fuck, you're s-so b-big baby." His large hand gripped the plushy flesh of her waist while the other made its way to her perky nipples. With his shirt tucked between his teeth, Eito slowly rolled his hips into her—he loved to tease Y/N. The sound of her begging him to fuck her was like music to his ears.

And like magic, she was always on cue, "Eito, please I need it." The pornographic sounds of skin slapping and their loud pants filled the small living area. His strokes always bordered on rough and gentle; he was passionate no manner who he decided to sleep with. Eito fucked with such intensity that it was almost impossible to not fall for him. If you asked his last partners how did they fall for him so quickly, they'll probably say something along the lines of his sweet personality, but right after that, in a bashful manner, they'll say how good he was in bed. How much attention he paid to their bodies, kissing and pressing his fingers in all the right places. Y/N sobs and mewls reverberated off the apartment walls as Eito fucked her relentlessly, his saggy heavy balls tapped against her clit with each stroke. "Oh, my fuck Eito. Take my pussy, Eito. Take this pussy."

His heart swelled with pride the moment he gazed down at her jiggling ass and the way she took him so effortlessly. He noticed the way her body trembled under his gasp—she was close; if the shaking of her body didn't make it obvious, her throbbing pussy indeed did. Hooking his finger under her body, Eito pressed his soft fingers in her clit—this was one of the perks of fucking a gamer; Eito Yoshino had no problem using his fingers to pleasure her. A squeaky "Mhmm" left her plump brown lips the moment his slender fingers came into with her clit. "Eito! Please it's too much." Her pleas would go on deaf ears as Eito maintained his hard strokes and meticulous circles. "Cum with me, baby." She whimpered as she looked over her shoulder to see Eito's face contorted with pleasure, fighting back the urge to flood her womb with his babies. Seeing him like that sent mischievous ideas flooding into her head; Y/N adjusted her position on the couch before throwing her ass against his pelvis. Their squeals only got louder as Eito's heavy cockhead repeatedly kissed her cervix.

"Holy shit, baby, just like that—take my dick. F-fucking s-shit." It was only a matter of seconds before Eito's body began to twitch and shiver, his strokes only getting sloppier as Y/N continued to bounce her plush ass against him. "Yes, fuck —m'gonna—m'gonna cum!" Eito pressed his body against her back as they rode out their orgasms together, his finger still drawing circles on her clit as she trembled and throbbed around him.

Had she not started taking birth control when they first started having sex, Eito would have gotten her pregnant a long time ago; he wouldn’t be ashamed either. If anything, he'll take pride in it. "Eito—" Y/N would in-between pants, "You wanna go to the bar or something? Happy hour is almost over."

Shaking his head and letting out a chuckle, Eito would look into her eyes. "Nope, I'm actually feeling kinda sleepy. Must be the jet lag or something." He replied before taking the blanket off the arm of the couch. "Come, let's sleep real quick."

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[angwritez]

Yami Sukehiro x Black! Fem Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞, Back shots , Drunk Yami 🥴🫠 .. enjoy 😈

Favorite Mutuals: @thicksimpx , @dejwrites , @gabzlovesu , @indiecursor , @angwritez feel free to to fill out my taglist if you'll like to be moots 😈

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Pairing: Toxic!Naoya Zenin x Black fem Reader AND Hiromi Higuruma x Black Fem reader

Summary: He doesnt want you, but he also doesnt want anyone else to have you. So he constantly reminds you of his Presence but at this point .. is his presence even welcomed?

Warnings : mature content, mature language, toxic Naoya, manipulation, cheating, revenge?? ,multiple sex partner and positions, public sex

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⸻ taste of paradise

ও pairing :: kaeya x black!fem reader

ও ⸻ how could a simple picnic in the orchard into something so lewd.

ও content warnings :: unprotected sex, explicit language, oral (f receiving), afab reader, she/her pronouns, drunk sex, dirty talking ( i guess, kaeya being a tease honestly), small texted intended.

a/n: It took me way too long to write lol, this is my first time for kaeya & genshin impact in general—so it might a little "awkward".

KAEYA’S VOICE WAS LIKE SILK AND VELVET; EACH WORD THAT ROLLED OFF THIS TONGUE BOUGHT HER PLEASURE. Maybe it was the dandelion wine he’d been sipping on, or perhaps his laidback and charming personality. Nevertheless, whatever it was, she could listen to him speak all day—she could imagine how pleasing his voice would be if those delightful sounds of pleasure spilled from his lips. Though it was the middle of the day in Mondstadt, the pair sat in the orchard outside of Dawn Winery; another excuse for Kaeya to get away from his work as a knight, apparently it was a “much-needed break from such taxing work.” The sunlight washed Kaeya’s skin giving it a pleasant golden brown hue. Every now and then, in his relaxed position, she would notice his icy gaze lingering on her dark skin. “What is it, Kaeya? Something wrong?” The sudden sound of her smooth voice would quickly catch Kaeya off guard. “You seem lost in thought? What’s bothering you?” Her words were slightly slurred from the glasses of wine she was consuming.

A smirk would appear on Kaeya’s face as his eyes slowly traveled up her body to her face. “What? Am I not allowed to take in your beauty?” His answer and the following question were so bold that it made her heart thump against her chest wall. Was it the wine talking? Indeed, it couldn’t be anything else that would cause him to be so daring. In truth, it was the alcohol feeding her delusions; this behavior was normal for Kaeya. The knight—who loved to provoke others to the point where they were flustered beyond repair. “Tell me, Y/N—do my words bother you?” He asked, closing the already small gap between them, “It’s impossible to deny that looking at you causes me a bit of excitement.” Despite having an anemo vision, her skin was burning—it was almost unbearable.

"Well I wouldn't say they bother me—" She paused, her mind flipping through the various ways to construct her next sentence, "actually I find them to be quite—endearing. I wouldn't mind hearing them more—every now and then." The sunlight taunted them as it lingered over the orchard, it would be impossible to hide from anyone watching them in the winery. She could imagine the maids peeking through the curtains in anticipation for something to happen. The scent of dandelion wine lingered on his lips, Y/N would be lying if she said she didn't want a taste. She couldn't help but think how exciting it would be to take the plunge with Kaeya, she hear the whispers now, "A woman from the Adventurer's Guild fucking Kaeya in Dawn Winery's orchard."

Never the type of man to sit and wait, Kaeya pressed his soft lips on the curve of her neck, "I want to taste every bit of you." Y/N cooed as Kaeya's lips traveled to her exposed cleavage. Hooking his fingers around the cut of her dress, Kaeya would tug until her breast was spilling out. The same meticulous fingers that worked his sword and downed countless enemies were now pinching and rolling her brown nipples. Soft mewls escaped her lips, "I need you, baby."

A soft chuckle emitted from his chest, "I don't mind taking you right here and now, but there's no going back once I do. You'll be mine and mine only." Kaeya felt like he was on fire; nothing but want and anticipation burned through his veins. Hiking her long cream dress up to her mid-thighs, Kaeya breathed in her sweet scent; the lingering effects of the dandelion wine and the scent of her sweet pussy had his dick throbbing in his trousers. "No underwear? Is that normal for you?" He asked as he buried his face between her thick thighs. He was ready for a taste; those little wet kisses he littered across her thigh weren't enough for him. Her back arched off the flannel blanket as Kaeya's wet tongue met her swollen clit; the feeling of her bud pulsating on the flat of his tongue sent nothing but pride through his chest. He was tongue kissing her pussy, "Does the Adventurer's Guild know how slutty you are?" He chuckled before wrapping his soft lips around her throbbing clit; soft and whiny mewls spilled from her lips as Kaeya relentlessly tongued her cunt.

"F-Fuck Kaeya—you're so—" Y/N could only imagine who could be watching them; with Dawn Winery just a few feet away, she could picture those wandering eyes of the gossiping maids or even Diluc. She threw her head back in bliss as Kaeya's tongue stuffed her tight hole. "Just like that, Kaeya." Who knew he was capable of this? Throughout the many rumors, she heard about him—none of them could match up to what he was doing between her legs.

By now, the knight's head was buzzing with arousal, and the high he was experiencing from the fine wine only intensified that feeling. His primary focus was digging his pretty face deeper into her; he wanted to taste more—he needed to. Soft hands pushed her shaky legs further apart, "I can't wait to feel you inside me baby." She cooed as she rolled her hips against his face. "Please, Kaeya, f-fuck." With her sweet juices decorating his chin and lips, Kaeya could do nothing but bask in the sounds of her moans and the quake of her thighs.

"Should I fuck you here for everyone to see?" Kaeya grinned as if that was something Y/N would disagree with, along with the intense pleasure from Kaeya—the thought of being watched was imprinted on her mind. Her entire being shook with that thought lingering at the back of her head.

Her skin was burning with desire as Kaeya pushed himself inside her. "Mhmmm fuck, you got a tight little pussy baby." The way her walls gripped his girth Kaeya thought he would cum at any moment. Instead of the usual smile he wore, his face was riddled with pleasure—his bottom lip tucked tightly between his white teeth while he snapped his hips into her plump ass. The scene was so pornographic that anyone watching would almost definitely be getting off to them, from the sight of Kaeya gripping Y/N protective style to the sound of skin slapping or even the comical sight of him snacking on ripe grapes as he fucked her from the back. As if Kaeya's ego couldn't get any bigger, Y/N's high-pitched sobs and moans had his chest swelling with satisfaction.

Lewd praises left Y/N's lips as the knight's thrust got more aggressive. Babbles about how good he was or how big his dick echoed through the orchard. He groaned over the way her ass jiggled each moment it met his pelvis. "You're too good Kaeya please." She moaned before adjusting her position to thrust back against him. "Fuck me just like that Kaeya. This pussy is all yours." Her body was quivering under Kaeya's tight grip, the feeling of his fat tip rubbing against her spot and her walls clenching around him—it wouldn't be long before they reached that point of no return.

As Kaeya rocked into her plush ass, his fingers dug into her dark skin as he let out a high-pitched groan. His sloppy thrust signaled how close he was to paradise. "Where do you want me?" He asked as he failed to bite the moans threatening to leave his lips. Not even giving her the chance to answer, Kaeya threw his head back as his thick cum flooded her velvet walls, "That's it, baby, take all of it."

With her face pressed into the blanket, Y/N laid breathlessly, somewhat embarrassed by this very public venture. But imagine how worse she'd be if she knew Diluc was watching the winery's balcony—for the entire time. Maybe make a move on her next. A simple knight didn't deserve someone like her.

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when i tell y'all writing this one-shot had me stressed 😭 but i hope y'all liked it

[angwritez]

Oop! Not Eren getting KO in the second round 😂

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔; 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫₀︎₁︎

ღ︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝

ღ︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 + 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 + 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ღ︎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

「︎ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 」︎

“SEEMS LIKE YEAGER’S PULLING HIS PUNCHES.” Jean spoke lowly against the thundering crowd around them, observing the lack of power behind Eren’s punches toward his opponent.

Y/n was a bit surprised that the hockey player was able to catch such a detail in such a high powered fight. But she did share his thoughts; Eren was off his game tonight. And from his spot in the corner, Levi Ackerman was heated as he called for a timeout from the ref.

���Armin, what the hell is wrong with him?” Ymir asked, asking the question they all wanted to know.

Armin shook his head, knowing better than to assume his friends wouldn’t be curious as to why Eren was performing so badly. “Remember Rika?”

They all nodded their heads, vaguely remembering Eren’s latest arm candy. Y/n didn’t care for her as she was rude and clearly trying to get all up in their business just to have something to run her mouth about.

“Yeah. Where’s she at, by the way?” Asked Connie, speaking from his spot next to Sasha, stealing popcorn from her.

From the look on his face, Y/n guessed it had something to do with her. “She got pregnant and told Eren about it after she had gotten an abortion. He’s a little bit distraught, to say the least.”

It was silent between the group of friends as the bell rung and the match resumed with Eren coming back, slightly more energized than before. Neither of them knew what to say. Abortion was something they weren’t familiar with and it was safe to say that Eren definitely wasn’t either.

“Damn.” Y/n muttered, both in response to the news about the almost baby and the sight of Eren getting knocked out in the second round of the match.

Gabby winced next to her, gripping Jean’s arm a little tighter. “That’s gotta fucking hurt.”

Y/n sucked her teeth, scoffing at the pitiful sight before her. “Yeah? Not as bad as the ass whooping he’s about to get from Coach Ackerman.” She began gathering her things as the ref confirmed the other guy as the winner. “I’ll be by the car. Don’t take forever.”

The Paradis University boxing gym was packed with students and outsiders, all itching to watch the match between Eren Yeager and Hanta Tadashi, two of the best boxers in the Shiganshina district. Eren should have won, he was easily the better one out of the two, even she would admit that. But that’s obviously what didn’t happen and she knew he’d make everyone miserable because of it.

A few minutes had passed before Jean, Gabby, and Mikasa had showed up to Jean’s car. “Connie said they were having a session at Ymirs’ after the fight. Did you want to go, Y/n?” Jean had asked, unlocking his car doors for them to get inside.

The sophomore shook her head, sliding into the backseat behind Gabby. “Nah. I got that presentation in the morning. Are y’all going?”

She knew Gabby would probably want to attend, having gas of her own that she was smoking before the match. Mikasa goes sometimes, but usually doesn’t prefer to be around all that smoke. And Jean went wherever his girlfriend went, Gabby practically having that man trained to her every move. And while Y/n had a presentation tomorrow, she wasn’t worried about it. She just didn’t want to be around Eren post-game. She never wanted to be around him, but he was always more aggressive whenever he lost a fight and she didn’t have the energy to deal with him.

“Nope. I don’t know why Connie is even planning to have a kickback when Eren just lost a match.” Gabby voiced Y/n’s thoughts, turning in her seat a bit to look at Mikasa, “Your brother’s a bitch sometimes.”

The swimmer rolled her eyes but didn’t deny her comment. “He’s just misunderstood.” Mikasa poorly defended her adoptive brother against Gabby’s truthful statement.

Y/n and Jean busted out laughing at that, only imagining how many times she’s had to use that excuse for his behavior. “And I bet Coach Levi is gonna beat that misunderstanding out of him.” Jean chuckled, rolling up to a stop sign and pausing, before turning.

“That Hanta guy was pretty good though. Isn’t he from Marley? Y/n, didn’t you say your cousin went there?” Gabby’s voice sounded muffled as she spoke with chips in her mouth.

Ah fuck. “Yeah, O goes there now. Doubt he knows him though, he’s over there on a basketball scholarship.” She hated bringing up her cousin because he goes to Marley University and both of the schools have a long standing hatred with one another.

That’s another reason why tonight was so important.

“Shit. Don’t let Eren find out, he’ll be pissed at you for sure.” Jean warned, foreseeing how Eren’s blind rage would play out.

Only the four people in that car knew what school Y/n’s cousin went to and that’s because they were there when he moved her into her dorm Freshman year.

Y/n sucked her teeth and leaned her head against the glass. “Ain’t nobody scared of that nigga. Fuck him.”

And she meant it. Fuck Eren Yeager.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠??? 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠!!!

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