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i found you from your cai bot. im about to devour your masterlist nom nom mom.

omg hi??? that’s socute anyways i have NOTHING on my masterlist 😖

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❥ SMOKER X FEM!READER

❥ WORD COUNT: 1.7k

❥ WARNINGS/TAGS: choking, breathplay, throat fucking, power dynamics (admiral/marine), abuse of power, established fuck-buddy relationship, smoking (he definitely blows smoke in your face, sorry), creampie, he's mean but there's a heart in there, somewhere

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You become a whole different level of slutty when Smoker flexes his strong fingers around your windpipe.

Each time his cock hits the back of your throat, he squeezes, making low, filthy noises. 

This time he has you draped over his desk on your back, tits spilling out of your uniform as your head hangs from the edge, cradled by massive hands.

You swore he didn’t need to punish you—and he knows the truth, you don’t deserve it—but he can do whatever the hell he wants to his subordinates. 

“Use your tongue,” Smoker spits with no honey around his words, “fuck, just like that.”

He’s sure your vision is full of spots and the obscene view of his fat balls. 

The pressure he keeps on you is cruel, but not enough to have you passing out with his cock in your mouth. It’s all deliberate control. Squeezing his thick fingers around swallowing sinew, petting his thumb down the center column of your throat. He can see and feel his dick inside your neck. 

You’re mewling like a cat in heat, drool soaking your cheeks, bubbling around the tight suck of your lips. 

You’re nothing but his to use, and you’ve drifted off into that perfect space where you let go and give into his command. 

If he wasn’t so god damn horny at the sight of the wet spot between your clenched thighs, he’d go ahead and spill his seed down your throat and watch you try to swallow. 

Your hot tongue is dragging along the underside of his length with every deep pass of his cock, talented little muscle licking at the curving veins. He snaps his hips roughly, grinning as you finally start to choke and search for air around his dick. 

He tortures you just a little longer, content to feel the warmth of your sweet little mouth glossing over your Admiral’s cock. 

Smoker decides to give you just a glimpse of mercy when he finally dislodges himself from your throat. 

“Strip.” 

For a second he’s not sure if you heard his command over your laborious panting. Your head dangles off his desk as you gasp. But then you’re moving with the gracefulness of any well trained marine, getting to your feet and dutifully removing the rest of your uniform.

“Where do you wa—”

“Ah, ah.” He cuts you off as he sits back into his chair, waving his finger as if scolding a petulant child. “No questions. No talking. Come sit on my dick and let me show you what happens to bad girls.” 

Only you’re such a good girl as you do what you’re told, slotting your thighs over his and arching your pretty neck back like you’re just expecting him to take it. 

He eyes you over billows of smoke, his teeth gritting into the bitter wrapping of his cigar. Such a pretty sight, a trusting girl all naked and vulnerable in his lap.

You don’t deserve this. You really don’t. But he will find any excuse to wrap his fist around your throat and impale your tight cunt with his cock. 

For him, acquiring wants and fulfilling desires is so disgustingly effortless. Perks of the job title.

Smoker slots his hand back home on your neck and uses the leverage to sink you down over his length. Your pussy is already sloppy, gushing with slick as he works his way into you. The heat is almost overwhelming for him, his throbbing cock soothed by your tight squeeze.

He could kill you with just a twist of his wrist, bury you in a shallow grave and never see the light of consequences. Yet you let him feel your hurried heartbeat beneath his massive palm, staring him down with some kind of malign pleasure as your lips part.

“Gonna use you like a little fucking cocksleeve, marine.”

A smirk pulls at his cheek because he can tell you’re dying to speak, say something bratty that tuts off your tongue. But the good girl he trained keeps quiet at his command. 

Sinking his fingers into your hip, he uses the strength in his brawny forearm to lift you up and down, urging you to sink farther and farther along his impossibly thick cock. 

Finally, he buries himself inside of you, bottoming out with a reverberating grunt that makes your skin prickle. You swallow thickly beneath his palm. 

He keeps a mean pressure on your hip, pushing you down like you haven’t already taken all of him inside, like you can’t already feel the thumping veins of his cock pulsing against your walls. 

You push against the strength of his arm, and he lets you. Deft fingers pluck at his steaming cigar, holding it just over his shoulder so you can come closer and taste what you desire.

You meld your lips to his as you start to roll your hips, begging him to buck into you. 

He’s so self-satisfied that you know the rhythm of his mouth by now, know when to open your lips and turn your face in his harsh grip.

“Atta girl,” he groans against your wet, bruised lips, “let me do the work.”

He snatches his addiction back from your hand and puffs smoke directly into your face. His heavy brow arches with a thrill as he watches his clouds push over your skin, encircling your curves.

Stirring beneath you, broad thighs shift apart in the chair and his hands become iron on your body. You arch your back, moaning aloud as he begins to slowly thrust, keeping himself sheathed inside of you and grinding into your depths like he expects there to be more to give.

He lets you moan—he likes the little sounds you make, all gargled and sweet and breathy. But when he feels the rumble of your vocal cords, he dials in the controlled pressure on your throat, making sure you know to shut the fuck up. 

Smoker drags his dick down your spongy walls, pulling until just the tip is left twitching in you, and then slams himself with a power that has your head falling limp in his hold. 

He’s got you now. He’ll use you for however long he wants. 

You’re so little compared to him, easy to manipulate, easy to bounce like a toy with the simplest cant of his hips. He keeps you constrained and riding him until you’re gasping, the pop of p’s from smothered pleases the only sound he lets emit from your mouth.

“I think you like getting in trouble, marine. Think you want the punishment of my cock in your guts, yeah?” 

You’d nod if you could. 

Fat fingers press until he feels the whole of your heartbeat across his palm, blood singing in your carotid arteries. He’s stopping the flow to that pretty head, content to make you lose your sense of self.

It’s fun fucking the smart ones dumb.

Leaning you back, he misses the warmth of your hot tits squished against his chest, but is delighted to watch them bounce as he gets more forceful with his pounding. 

He has you in a rhythm that has his aching cock sliding from tip to balls with every wet plunge. 

“S–Sir,” you manage to croak. 

“What part,” he grunts as sweat beads down his forehead, “of keeping fucking quiet,” he shoves his cock so deep he feels his tip knock against your poor cervix, “don’t you understand?”

You know how to get him to stop, know to tap his wrist three times and he’ll dump you into the floor and let you breathe. You’ve done it before. 

So the fact that you’re scratching your nails down his forearm, nearly drawing the blood of your superior officer, tells him that instead you’re probably dying to cum on his cock. 

“You think you get to cum? You’re mine to use, marine, you’ll take whatever the fuck I give you.”

Only he knows if he angles you just a bit forward, starts grinding his cock in deep and letting his pelvis rub against that puffy clit, you’ll both get what you want. 

Your lower body is tired of the spread around his thick thighs, he’s sure, but you don’t dare show it as you start to match his pace, rolling faster and bouncing that perfect ass in his lap to find release.

Every new plunge has his cock hitting the soft spot in your pussy that makes him groan. 

“Not gonna pull out this time,” he warns with a grin. 

You gasp in his hold, unable to protest as his fist around your neck tightens until he’s sure you see stars. But you don’t tap him. 

“Oh you’re fucking nasty, aren’t you? My little marine wants her pussy filled with cum.”

When your cunt starts to convulse with the first waves of orgasm, he knows he’s got you dead to rights. 

Smoker slowly eases the pressure on your throat, letting his balls release as he hears the sweet sound of you sucking in breath as you cry and cum. That’s the best part—getting all that fresh oxygen the moment he lets you explode in bliss all over his lap.

Feeling his cum burst in your pussy makes him feel dirty, hits him with the guilt that maybe he actually is abusing his power. But as you gasp for breath like your head just breached the waves of the sea, nails sinking his shoulders, the most cumdrunk look on your face as you press down in his lap, he’s pretty sure he’s going to cum in you next time, too. 

You lean in to kiss his neck, collapse in his arms, breathing in the smell of sex in his office. 

“You, uh,” he pauses, lip curling at the niceties he debates, “you okay?” 

Arching your brow, you sit back, both of you grunting as he pulls his still-hard cock from your drenched hole. You lick your swollen lips.

He scoffs, “You have permission to speak.” 

“Can I use the officers’ shower to clean up your mess, sir?” 

Smoker can’t help but snort, manhandling you up and over his shoulder with ease.

“You know what fucking happens when you push your luck.” 

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hubby noel noa but he gets hard easily with simple names.

and it’s so funny because, as you’re doing little soccer passes to him inside the comfort of your living room, spewing something like “okay coach” or “got it master” while he gives you tips, he suddenly freezes. noa gets a very obvious hard on and before you know it, he’s already pulling you to the bed, ball long forgotten.

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changed my pfp after a year almost ??? idk bye tatsumaki hi unohana

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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ kenpachi is massive. everywhere. broad shoulders, thick arms, big hands— but nothing compares to the sheer size of his cock as he holds it at the base, tapping the fat, swollen head lightly against your clit.

your body shudders, your thighs twitching as the weight of him presses against your sensitive bundle of nerves, and he grins.

“shit,” he mutters, his voice rough, low, vibrating through your bones. “look at you, already fuckin’ shaking, and i ain’t even put it in yet.”

your breath hitches, a whimper escaping as he drags the thick, leaking tip along your slit, coating himself in your slick. the contrast is unbearable—you’re so small, he’s so big, and he’s taking his time, teasing, letting you feel just how much of him you’re about to take.

his free hand smooths down your stomach, his palm so big, so warm, it spans nearly the entire surface. “gonna stretch you real good, yeah?” he murmurs, softer now, but no less intense.

you nod frantically, fingers gripping the sheets, legs already trembling. “y-yeah,” you breathe, your voice barely above a whisper.

he chuckles, the sound deep, pleased. “that’s my girl,” he rumbles, dragging the heavy weight of his cock against your entrance, pressing, teasing, not quite pushing in yet— just making you feel it.

“nice ‘n wet for me,” he praises, his thumb rubbing soft, slow circles into your thigh as if to soothe you even as he taps the thick tip against your swollen clit again. your back arches, your entire body pulsing with desperate, helpless pleasure.

“you can take it,” he mutters, almost to himself, watching the way you tremble beneath him, the way your tiny, soaking pussy clenches around nothing, desperate for him to finally fill you up.

and then, finally—finally—he presses forward, the fat head of his cock just barely stretching you open, just enough to make you cry out, your hands clutching onto his arms.

kenpachi groans, his jaw clenching. “fuck—so tight, baby. you’re gonna squeeze the life outta me.”

you whimper, overwhelmed, trembling.

“easy, sweetheart,” he soothes, one big hand pressing against your lower belly, feeling the way his cock is already starting to stretch you open. “nice and slow. let me in.”

you nod, gasping as he inches forward, more, more, more—

and you realize, with a sharp, overwhelming jolt of pleasure—

kenpachi isn’t even halfway in yet.

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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ shunsui is big. too big. the stretch of him alone had you trembling, whining against his chest, your body struggling to take him in at first. he’d soothed you with slow, deep kisses, his large hands smoothing over your hips, your stomach, coaxing you to relax as he pushed deeper, inch by inch, until he was seated inside you completely.

now, he’s still buried inside you, his cock heavy and thick, filling you so perfectly that it’s almost too much. his body is draped over yours, his sheer weight pressing you deep into the mattress, his broad chest rising and falling against your back.

the worst—or best—part?

he’s asleep.

your breath is shallow, your body still trembling from the aftershocks of how he fucked you slow and deep, each thrust dragging against your walls, pushing right against the spot that made you cry out. but now, there’s nothing but the steady rhythm of his breathing, the way his arms are wrapped around you in a protective, lazy hold, keeping you locked in place.

“shunsui,” you whisper, your voice barely above a breath. “you’re still inside me.”

a low, sleepy hum vibrates against your skin. his lips graze the back of your shoulder, pressing a lazy, barely-there kiss. “mmm,” he sighs, tightening his grip on you, his body curling even more around yours. “feels nice.”

your face burns. “y-you’re heavy.”

“mm. ‘m comfy,” he mumbles, shifting just slightly—and the movement sends a sharp pulse of sensation through your overstimulated core, making you gasp.

you squirm, but he only lets out a slow exhale, utterly unbothered, his cock still nestled deep inside you, thick and warm and unyielding.

“shunsui,” you whimper, your voice edged with desperation. “you’re too big, i—i can’t—”

he shushes you gently, one massive hand smoothing down your stomach, pressing against the slight bulge he left there. “hush, sweetheart. you can take it.”

your breath stutters, your thighs clenching as another wave of heat curls low in your belly.

“jus’ keep me warm a little longer,” he murmurs, his lips trailing soft kisses along your shoulder, his voice slow, deep, drowsy. “feels good like this.”

you whimper, your whole body aching, overstimulated, desperate—but completely at his mercy.

his breathing evens out again, deep and slow, his cock still thick inside you, keeping you stuffed full as he drifts back into sleep.

shunsui is big. too big. and there’s nothing you can do but take it.

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౨ৎ [nsfw, armin’s mean]

armin hated—no despised women like you. women that never had to lift a finger, never had to do any real work in their entire lives, who had people wait on them hand and foot. women who didn't know a mop from a duster. it wasn’t fair.

the more he thought about it, the more his rage started to turn into something else. his eyes followed the lines of your figure, the curve of your neck, the slight jiggle of your breasts, and your ass... oh your ass was perfect. you could probably fit into any dress you owned, and your tits would spill out. you looked soft and supple, like the most expensive silks, and your scent was a mix of lavender and roses. he hated it. he hated you, but... maybe there was one thing you could do for him.

“fuck—shut up,” armin hissed, cockhead nudging against your squishy cervix. you were too tight, and it was hurting his head. he pulled back, letting his cock fall from your gushing cunt with a wet pop. it bounced up and slapped his stomach, leaving a trail of your slick behind. he stared at it for a few seconds, and you turned your head just enough to look at it.

it was huge, almost monstrously big. the length was thicker than your arm, and the head was bulbous and bright red. the foreskin was retracted, revealing the glans which was leaking a clear liquid. he wasn’t circumcised, but his penis was so large and thick that the skin wasn't visible. a vein snaked its way up the underside, and you felt your cunt clench in response.

“armin—please, wanna cum s’bad.” you whined, bucking your hips as much as possible in his tight grasp. you were so desperate, you wanted nothing more than to cum. you needed to feel him, to have him mark you.

your words seemed to spark something in him, and he moved back so that his dick was lined up with your puffy lips. you watched him, eyes wide and mouth open in a silent moan as he slid inside of you. the tip disappeared, and he continued to push forward, forcing his fat cock deeper and deeper.

his breath hitched when he finally bottomed out, feeling your warm walls fluttering around his shaft. his hands slid to your sides, grasping at your plush stomach and pulling you down his length. he bit his lip, holding back a groan.

it was heaven, pure heaven, and he was sure that no other man had ever experienced something like this before. no man had ever felt a woman as tight and as hot and as wet and as willing. this was your destiny, you were made for him, and only him.

you were perfect, so perfect, and he didn't want to share. “how would mommy and daddy feel about you fucking the lawn boy in their cramped shed, hm?” he said, a wicked grin forming on his face. your eyes widened, and he could see your body stiffen. he pulled back, then thrusted forward roughly, pushing a squeak out of you.

his fingers dug into your hips, holding you still. he set a brutal pace, fucking you so hard and fast that your whole body shook against the tool desk. you could feel him everywhere, all over you, filling you up, consuming you. “does mommy even know where you are, hm? do they know that you're getting your cunt stretched by a poor, uneducated man like me?”

armin couldn't help it. he leaned forward, resting his forehead on your shoulder as his cock pumped into you. your breasts were pressed against his chest, and he could feel your breath on his cheek. he hated how much he was enjoying this, the way you squeezed around him, the way your skin was soft and warm, the way your hair smelled like lavender. he hated how he could feel himself slipping, his self-control faltering.

you were a spoiled, stuck-up brat, and he had no time for people like that. yet here he was, balls deep in you. fucking you like a madman.

his thrusts became more frantic, and he could feel the pressure building. he was close, so close. just a few more pumps, and he would cum. you felt so good, too good. his cock twitched, and he was coming. hot jets of semen shot from the tip, painting your walls white.

he was panting, and his grip loosened. you wiggled, trying to get away. but he had other ideas. his hand shot out, gripping the front of your shirt and yanking you back down his length. you yelped, feeling him sink deeper inside.

“you—“

“what? my cum not wealthy enough to breed you?” he spat, a dark smirk forming on his lips. you felt sick. your pussy clenched around him, milking him for all he was worth.

he pulled out of you, leaving your hole gaping and dripping with his seed. his hand shot up, wrapping around your neck. his grip was tight, and you choked. he lifted you up, and threw you on the floor. your legs were spread, and his eyes were focused on the mess he'd left between your thighs. the sight of his semen oozing from your abused hole made his cock twitch. he licked his lips, his gaze never wavering. his tongue flicked out, running over his teeth as he stared hungrily.

“you’ll be a beautiful mom.”

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— your eyes on my body : kunigami rensuke x f!reader

contains! — mdni: smut, pet names (succubus, sweetheart, love), praise, body worship @ kunigami, size kink/difference, manhandling, teasing, a pinch of dumbification if you squint — 2.3k words

❝ Worship me, make you believe I'm what you need. So beg, darlin', please, baby, don't lie, it's okay that you crave me. Your eyes on my body, you're shaking, get high on me for you're forsaken.❞

summary: kunigami sucks at accepting compliments. even after all his personal growth, he still struggles with the same quirk years later. so when you suddenly feel the need to put the focus on him and make him feel flustered like a teenager all over again, the best course of action is to leave you unable to form a coherent thought in return

Across the rooftop, you watch him grab another drink at the bar counter. Shamelessly, you admire just how good he looks: slightly tanned skin, fitted black trousers that emphasise his strong legs and nice butt. A small smile tugs at your lips as your eyes roam his figure, appreciating how broad his back appears in that tight white button-down shirt. Then he turns around—

Someone walks in front of your vision, another guy, shorter, with shoulders that aren’t half as nice as Kunigami’s. Suddenly, there is a frown on your face. “I just saw you standing here alone and thought about keeping you company,” he says.

You only hum as you lean slightly sideways to get a glimpse of your beloved. The three buttons you convinced him to leave open your reward this very moment: The sun casts a perfect glow on the crevices of his chiselled chest, his dainty golden necklace shining in the rays of light, and those beautiful auburn eyes zeroing in on the guy in front of you.

A big hand lands on the other man’s nape. You would almost feel sorry if the size difference between the two didn’t turn you on so much. Kunigami’s grip tightens a little; he enjoys the stiffening of the guy’s shoulders as he redirects him to move sideways. Leaning into the frame to force eye contact, a gentle smile is plastered on his lips. “You’re not pretty enough to be talking to her, you know.”

You could have taken him right on the spot. Instead, you press your lips shut, biting down on your inner cheek to stop a grin from spreading across your face. He looks so good. And he’s all yours.

Once the intruder is gone, you take the cocktail from Kunigami’s hand. Your free hand rests on his neck, tugging him down to kiss him like you’re parched, with a hunger as if nobody else is watching. You leave him fully overwhelmed, his body stiffening in response, but how could he pass up on that chance? His hands claim your waist, holding you close and prolonging the kiss until your knees grow weak.

“So, you think you’re pretty enough for me?” you tease, recalling the words he used earlier. Rensuke’s eyes dodge yours, a slight pink hue dusting his cheeks now that he thinks about it. He’s never been the best at giving himself credit, nor at taking it. “Well, I think you’re very attractive,” you whisper before giggling at his adorable reaction.

The hunger for your partner kept your mind wide awake during the late afternoon until you finally arrived home. Kunigami, instead, is all but ready to get comfortable and wind down for the night. Yet, he is well aware of the clicking of your heels that follow him into your little walk-in closet, and you hum a sound of discontent to gain his attention.

“Ren,” you drawl his name softly, feigning a pout as you stand in front of him and let your hands dip beneath his button-down. Nails drag along his chest as you rise up on your toes to close the distance between your bodies. He leans in instinctively, the tips of your noses brushing for a second, but when he moves to kiss you, you turn around to offer him the zipper of your dress instead. Kunigami obliges, he's eager to watch the dress pool around your ankles, his eyes raking over your legs, ass, and the frilly panties you wear until your eyes meet again.

The challenge is starting to drain the blood from his brain. How is he supposed to maintain eye contact when you turn around with your arms resting at your sides? You win this game every time.

Auburn eyes flick down to appreciate the shape of your breasts, how they bounce as you step closer until they press against his body. “Baby,” you whisper, “where’s your decency, hm?”

“You’re playing with me too much; you know what you’re doing,” He shoots back, finally able to look at your face again. You can see how dilated his pupils have become.

“I’m sorry, I’ll behave, okay? I’ll be nice,” you tease. But your moves are anything but nice: a hand sneaks between your bodies to palm his growing erection. You love the way you feel him getting bigger because of you. Glossed lips stain his neck and chest as Kunigami’s head leans back slightly to offer you more room, a hum of content vibrating in his chest. “You’re so attractive,” you whisper into his skin while your hands unbuckle his belt.

If it wasn’t for his own hands that stop you, holding you in place as he leans down to kiss you for a moment, you would have continued your advances. “Stop saying that,” he gently protests, a slight frown highlighting his confusion.

“But you are. And I don’t tell you enough—”

He interrupts quickly, clearly bothered, “You tell me plenty.”

“You have no idea how hot you are, Ren,” you challenge back, while you both are staring at each other for a good moment. Silence hangs heavy in the room as he struggles with the compliment, a slight cringe inevitable. “I mean it, do you—”

Your words are cut off as Kunigami throws you over his shoulder, adjusting your body like you weigh nothing until you rest comfortably. A firm spank to your ass makes it impossible not to whine at the impact; he can practically see how your thighs are pressing together. 

That’s better.

Or so Kunigami thought. Unfortunately for him, you start all over again on your shared walk to the bedroom. “That guy earlier, he stood no chance compared to you. Nobody stands a chance! Ouch!” The rambling, the compliments—it's all a bit much with so much blood flowing to his cock. The best course of action is to bite into your ass cheek, deep enough to leave an imprint of his teeth. The sudden impact has you grasp onto his shirt, tears brimming in your eyes from the stinging pain and running free once your back meets the mattress.

Kunigami stands at the edge of the bed, rough fingers holding your ankle while he unbuckles the little straps of your shoes before throwing them aside.

His hands roam over the back of your thighs, pressing them into your sides as he leans in above you, his mouth attaching to your neck before littering your upper body with kisses. “You talk too much,” he mumbles between sloppy kisses and licks, his trail leading down your stomach to your soaked panties.

“Ren! Just—” you're unable to finish the thought as he drags the tip of his nose along your pussy, shamelessly inhaling your sweet scent and moaning against your wet panties. Those cute little whimpers are much better than any compliment, Kunigami thinks to himself. You look adorable when you're struggling so much. One finger on each side hooks around your panties to pull them off, allowing him to admire your messy state in the sheets, your cute cunt glistening and begging.

A foot presses against his chest as he leans down, desperately trying to keep him off you. “You make it impossible for me to look after you,” you complain, but it nearly falls on deaf ears. All Kunigami can think of is making that pretty mouth of yours unable to talk so much. His fingers wrap around your ankle, lips returning to kiss your skin up to your knee while his middle finger drags along your puffy lips.

Your thighs close around his fingers, your own hand reaching for his wrist to bring the slick-drenched finger up to your lips, tongue licking up your juices until you pop two of his digits into your mouth, mimicking what you could do for his painfully hard cock.

A sigh of defeat leaves Kunigami’s lips as he gives you room to crawl up on your knees, nimble fingers unbuttoning his dress shirt before your mouth leaves marks of pink and purple on his abs, teeth grazing his skin to distract him from the zipper of his pants. Kunigami cradles the back of your head, thumbing your neck gently, a silent urge you know too well.

“So needy for me, makes you only more attractive,” you chuckle to yourself, but any fight he would put up is forgotten once Rensuke looks down to witness you lick a greedy strip of his length, from base to tip, tightening his muscles and leaving his head spinning. “Succubus,” he groans. You're so pretty when you look up at him like that.

“Just wanna make you feel good,” you hum innocently before inviting him into your mouth, your warm, wet tongue pressing against the underside of his heavy cock as you put on a show for him. Moaning against him, coating him in your spit, you make it impossibly easy for him to move his hips.

A mixture of pre and spit trickles down your chin as he picks up the pace, your watery eyes unwavering as you witness him falling apart. The stinging sensations of your nails against the frail skin of his thighs make the coil in his stomach nearly snap. How could he not pull you forward, forcing your lips flush against his crotch as he crumbles apart?

Heavy breaths and deep moans fan your back as he towers above your frame. “Doing so fucking well, you drive me insane,” he manages to pant, trusting you to swallow every drop of his cum.

Once you pull back, you’re left breathless, lungs begging for air as you stare up at Rensuke wide-eyed. Your eyes follow the drips of sweat highlighting his firm frame, watching how he pumps his half-hardened cock again. You lick the remaining cum off your lips with one swipe before parting your lips. “You’re so pretty it hurts.” Fuck, that little whine to your voice might just take away the last of his sanity.

He is on you in a second, your legs pressed into your chest to allow him to enter you deep without much of a challenge. To watch your eyes roll into the back of your head and hear your moans and complaints of “‘s too big” like anytime Rensuke’s greed overtakes him. “You’ll manage,” he pants into your neck, without room for consideration since his hips are already pulling back, “you always take me,” his lips enclose around your collarbone, sucking on your skin as he thrusts into you. The smacking of skin, the air being knocked out of your lungs—yes, that’s right. No silly compliments, no teasing, just his good girl getting fucked until she can’t form a sentence anymore. If Rensuke could, he’d go deeper, hold you tighter, drown in you.

One firm grip turns you around, the palm of his hand on the small of your back to force you into an arch as his thighs keep your legs apart. His cock rubs along your folds, teasing your clit with every roll of his hips. “Ren, please, you can’t—” another spank has you pushing your hips into him, pussy begging to be stuffed again. “Can’t tease you, huh? Only you can be a pain,” Kunigami finishes the sentence for you.

“Only a moment ago you said I’m too big,” he mocks your whiny tone, his chuckle tickling you as he kisses along your tired form, large hands resting on top of your own while his body leans like a blanket above yours. “Suddenly you’ve gotten all quiet again. I’m wondering where your compliments are now?” he cocks an eyebrow, eyes looking into yours as his lips kiss your shoulder. He won’t even hide his shit-eating grin as he watches your tired expression, “Head stuffed with my cock as well?”

Oh, but it’s not nice of you to turn your head the other way, not when you have a man like Kunigami, who can just wrap a hand around your stomach to pull you up into his broad chest. “Sweetheart,” he continues his ministrations, large palm cupping your tit, fingertips pinching your nipples while he draws lazy patterns into your clit until he makes you whine, until you finally react to him again. “You wanna cum on my cock?” he whispers into your ear, licking a nasty strip along your neck before nibbling on your skin. “Y-yes, yes, I do, I do!” If you weren’t so desperate to finally feel bliss, you’d elbow him for the chuckle that follows. “Why don’t you tell me earlier then?”

He lets you fall onto the mattress, trusting you can catch your own fall, as his hands are already on your hips. Holding you nice and open so he may position himself in front, your begging pussy once more stuffed to the brim by his cock. The soft patterns being drawn into your skin by his thumbs are a farce, so different from the abuse he puts on your cunt.

Handling your body himself rather than making you move, he brings you back down on his length each time he is pulling out again. You moan into the duvets, tears and smeared makeup staining the fabric, but he couldn’t care less for that mess if you look this good. If he can watch your ass bounce with each thrust, watch it jiggle thanks to the force he uses to keep you creaming around him. “Just like that, come on, you know how to let go for me,” he encourages as you tighten around him again and again, only missing a tiny push. His hips snap against yours, balls smacking your clit each time as blunt nails bruise your hips. As your eyes fall shut and your legs tremble, his soft voice rings in your mind, praising you, “You’re so pretty when you cum for me, love.”

“Ren,” you sigh his name like a sweet symphony, so cute when you say his name like that. Kunigami holds you, your legs unable to keep up with his movements as his thrusts are unrelenting for his own high. But when he cums, he pulls you close, hiding himself in the crook of your neck, moans being soaked up by your skin before falling to his side, cock nestled inside you as he strokes your tired figure.

“You’re really hot,” you can’t help but mumble, always needing to have the final say. The defeated sound coming from Rensuke brings a smile to your lips, a grumbled thanks the only acknowledgement you will receive for tonight.

a/n: writing this felt like a fever dream | dividers by @/cafekitsune

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𐚁๋࣭⭑ “you say it’s big, but you take it.” ┈─★ n. s

contains : virginity loss, big d!ck nagi :3, size difference, slight tummy bulge, praise, he’s talking you through it A LOTTT, nagi teaches reader how to give a blowjob ^___^!, pussay eating, established relationship, nagi jerking off to you ^3^, pull out, this one’s a little longer than my other works!!, aftercare, dumbification(?), kinda possessive nagi if you squint

you’re scared of losing your virginity, you really are. that is, until you ask nagi to take it from you.

character is aged up!

mdni!!!!! (minors do NOT interact)

a/n : ty @kittenish0 for requesting some nagi smut! happy new years to you as well! i’ve wanted to write him for a while now :3

nsfw under the cut

he was surprised to find out you were a virgin early on in the relationship.

“how could someone so pretty like her be a virgin?” he thought to himself frequently. you were so, so pretty to him.

you were glad that he wasn’t pushing you to have sex like the other people before. he’s so gentle, so patient with you. you wonder how someone like him can handle someone like you—behavior wise.

every time you two kiss, you always have to pull away before it gets too heated. you’re scared of having sex, you really, really are, but you’ve always considered nagi to be the one to take your virginity away from you.

“m’sorry sei…. not ready yet…” you say, face buried into his shoulder along with your arms hung around them.

“it’s okay baby… when you’re ready, you’re ready, right? doesn’t have to be immediately…” he reassures, kissing your cheek.

…. ┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

it got him so, so fucking hard when you told him that you’re a virgin. the thoughts rushing to his head on how he can teach you how to take his dick, the pretty sounds you’d make, the possible bulge his cock can (will) show in your stomach, everything is rushing to his head.

so after that little restaurant date between the two of you, he goes back home to his apartment and jerks his cock off to every single thought about you, pretending his fist is your pretty, wet cunt taking all of him.

“fffuck— baby… gonna make me cum.. so tight…”

…. ┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

it’s been a couple of months since the two of you got together. you’ve done so many things together and your friends and his friends combined both think you two are cute together.

you figured it was about time to have sex at this point, so you decide to make your move tonight, but how? you’ve never done something like this before, nor ever felt this way for someone ever.

“you ready for our movie night date? :x”

“mhm! coming over right now sei!”

“can’t wait to see you angel, really missed you”

for some reason, that text he sent made your face so red and flushed! anticipation, maybe?

…. ┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

you’re currently on his bed, blanket on both of your laps, head on his shoulder as you two watch the movie you both agreed on.

“sei… can i tell you something?”

“hm? go ahead.” he says, reaching for the remote to pause the movie.

“i wanna try it…. want you to be my first time sei…i’ve been thinking about it all week…” you say while grabbing his arm, face flushed in a shade of red.

“are you sure, baby? this is so sudden… don’t wanna hurt you or anything..”

“im sure sei… think m’ready…” you say in that sweet, sweet tone you always have, the one that he hears every time you speak to him.

…┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

“gonna take it slow for you, ‘kay?” he whispers in your ear, his body hovering over yours on the bed with his knee in between your thigh before kissing your soft, pretty lips, your arms over his shoulders with his hands at your waist.

“s—seishiro…. mm…” you whimper into the kiss as he brushes his knee slightly against your clothed cunt.

“hm? feels good?” he teases, breaking the kiss to start kissing all over your neck and down.

you love the way his lips feel on your body. the way he asks you if it feels good—it’s all too much! and he knows that it’s too much for you with the way your already whimpering on the fact that he’s getting closer to your pretty pussy.

“you’re so pretty… can kiss your body forever, angel.” he murmurs, placing kisses on your inner thighs before he places a kiss right on your cunt that’s still clothed in a pair of lacy panties. “fuck—these are so cute on you, baby…”

he plays with your sensitive bud with his fingers through the wet—soiled fabric, but not for long before he’s asking to take off your panties.

“gonna take these off of you now, that okay with you, pretty?”

“mhm… go ahead sei… please…” you plead desperately to the point where it’s almost embarrassing.

“mm— that’s a good girl..” he says as he takes off your panties slowly, kissing your pussy once more before licking the slit with his skilled tongue along with sucking your sensitive bud. “does it feel good, hm?”

“seishiro—! mmf… fffuckk—!” you moan at the new feeling, gripping at his soft white hair. if you knew it felt so good, you would’ve told him to do this sooner!

you swear that he’s humming into your cunt on purpose to make you squirm around him! he’s moaning saying how good you taste and fuck— it’s having an effect on you. you can feel that your about to cum despite the fact that you don’t even know how it feels to do so.

“s—sei… i think m’gonna cum soon… haah…—“

“yeah? you feel it, angel? cum for me… you’re doing so well.”

you swear that you could see literal stars as your orgasm washed over you. little whimpers of “m’cumming sei… mmf…!” coming out of your mouth.

“mm.. thats it, sweet girl… feel good?”

…┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

“gonna teach you how to suck my dick now, yeah?” he whispers, kissing your neck before he takes off his sweatpants and boxers, his rock hard cock on display for you.

he knows that his cock isn’t the average size. it’s thick with pre all over his pink tip and it has a little prominent vein and holy shit—it’s making you so wet!

“seishiro… it’s s’big… don’t think i can take all of it…” you say, looking at it with big, curious eyes.

“s’okay baby… don’t need to take all of it..” he says, thumb rubbing your face.

…┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

“focus on the tip… ‘s sensitive there…” he says, your lips and tongue on his tip tasting his pre. “ahh—shit…! you’re doing so well, angel. so good f’me…” he moans, his hand on your head. “you think you can take a bit more of me, hm? just a little more down?”

“m—mhm… i wanna try it… want to make you feel good too, sei..”

fuck.

it takes everything in him to not plow his big cock into your insides and completely ruin you. but of course, he holds back, it is your first time after all. he doesn’t wanna ruin his pretty girl juuust yet!

“mmf… you’re such a sweet girl, so perfect..” he smiles, thumb rubbing your face once more.

…┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

“spit on your palm f’me… that way, you can move your fist up and down for the part that you can’t take, ‘kay?”

you spit onto your palm, globs of it falling down. you begin to suck him once more, taking more of his cock into your mouth this time.

he doesn’t expect you to take all of him into his mouth, especially since it’s your first time, but again, it really, really takes everything inside of him to not grip your hair and bob your head up and down on his cock.

you’re doing a lot more then he expected from a virgin. you’ve taken a good amount of him inside of your mouth, using your spit covered fist to jerk off the rest of his cock that couldn’t fit in your mouth.

“fuck—are you sure you’re a virgin, baby? you’re so good at this…haah—such a fast learner, aren’t you?” whimpers coming out of his mouth, the familiar feeling of cumming soon rushing over his body.

“gonna cum soon, angel… ohh shitt—… take it baby, take all of my cum in your mouth… that’s it…”

…┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

“tell me when you’re ready, okay? gonna take it nice and slow f’you, sweet girl.” he responds, looking at you from underneath, his cock in his hand.

“m—mhm… think m’ready now… you got me so wet sei…”

“she’s so cute when she gets like this…” he thinks, moving his cock back and forth on your folds and slapping his cock onto your clit, teasing you so that he can hear your pretty, soft moans.

“mmf—! stop teasing me seishiro… please…” you pout for a little bit, finally feeling his cock stretch you out for the first time. it burns, but the feeling begins to turn into pleasure.

“fuck, you feel so good, baby…” he murmurs into your neck, thrusting his big cock inside of you slowly. “you alright? does it feel good, hm? want your first time to be perfect..”

“ahh..! s—sei! you’re too big—haah… can feel your cock in my stomach…” you whimper, pulling his hand to the bulge in your stomach that shows each time he thrusts deep inside. “feels sooo good, baby… love your cock so much… mmf—!”

“yeah? you like it, huh? only my cock can make you like this, sweet girl…” he knows you’ve gone dumb on his cock already! only babbling words out of your mouth from what you can hear from your knowledge.

“m—mhm you’re the only one seishiro….gonna cum again soon…” you start rubbing your clit with your fingers, your cunt squeezing itself on his cock as you get closer to the edge.

“mm!— m’cumming again sei…! gonna cum… ahh—!”

right before he’s about to cum, he pulls his cock out of your warm cunt, jerking it off infront of you as his cum goes right onto your stomach.

…┈─★ 𐚁๋࣭

he gets you a fresh pair of his clean clothes after your shower together, leaving a kiss on your cheek when he sees you on the bed.

“you okay, love?” he asks with a gentle tone, water droplets falling from his hair since you both had just gotten out of the shower.

“mhm… it felt really good, sei… thank you… wanna do it again soon…” you giggle softly, holding him tighter into your hug.

“don’t thank me, baby… wanted your first time to be as perfect as possible.” he says, kissing you once more before you both drift off to sleep.

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I miss him so bad

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OWWLLYYYYYY! DRAW GYOMEI FROM DEMON SLAYER (that’s if you want to it’s all jokes) AND MY LIFE🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️ IS YOURS!

here he is <3 ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝

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Rawr

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Devour

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I just realized you can't do the "who's the main anime character" thing with Dungeon Meshi

Like if you didn't know any better, you could NOT find the MC in this pic

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