cowboykento

[cowboykento]

Hiromi Higuruma + accidentally saying ‘i love you’ during sex.

For Hiromi, letting down his guard is a dangerous thing. He’s an intelligent man who has to walk on eggshells with almost everything he does—being vulnerable isn’t his thing.

Except, of course, when he’s balls deep inside of you. You’re a reprieve, a statute of pleasure that he can’t help but over-indulge in. You’re so warm and tight and perfect wrapped around his pulsing cock and he’s so cumdrunk that lust starts to feel like something a whole lot more serious.

You’re on top tonight, helping the poor man destress after a particularly long day. His hands are cramping from hoee tight they’ve been gripping your hips, and he’s so lost in pleasure that he can’t remember if he’s trying to slow down your ride on his cock or guide you to orgasm even quicker.

What he does know, though, is that you’re breaking his damn mind. He can’t form a coherent fucking thought, not when you lift yourself up to eagerly just to drop back down on his cock. The sound of skin hitting skin and your breath hitching with each tiny bit deeper he manages to reach inside of you.

He looks a mess, eyes heavy and lips parted and hair strewn all over the place. He’s not even out of his suit—you just hooked him out of his pants because you were so fucking eager to take his cock to the base that you had no time nor care to undress him.

He loves it, how needy you get for him. He loves how good you feel on his cock. He loves the look on your face as you try and match your orgasm to his. He knows he’s close, and he loves the way you encourage him with a quickened pace and the prettiest of praise spilling from your lips.

“I love you, I fucking love you,” his hips jerk upwards as he cums—your own climax matching his in time and intensity. “I love you I love you IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou.”

You aren’t so sure if he means it, because for a solid few seconds as he lowers his head back against the pillow and returns from the high of his climax, he doesn’t register his own words. He’s mindless, senseless, speaking without thought or reason.

But you watch his pretty eyes widen, and his kiss-swollen lips part in surprise at himself. And before he can apologise, or try to take his words back, you shut him up with a kiss and affirm his thoughts in the same breath.

Yeah. He loves you.

17 days of disco promptlist

[cowboykento]

two weeks.

it's been two weeks since kento has been inside of you. He's gone months, hell even years without sex before he met you and he was fine. he didn't even wish for it like most of his bachelor counterparts did.

but now that he's had a taste of you? two weeks may as well be a death sentence. which is ironic, giving the nature of this sex ban. everything you do is inviting: maybe it's just his underworked sex drive or maybe he's reverted back to his teenage years because he sure does feel like an impatient, entitled brat whenever you walk past him.

he can smell you. not the smell of your perfume you spritz on each morning. not the product in you hair. not the moisturiser you use. but you, the scent of your self, your body, the skin he's so often inhaled as he bit down between your thighs or up the column of your neck. he can smell the memories of sex, sweaty and tangled in pheromones and all things primal.

he can hear you. not your words or laughter or the way you hum absentmindedly when you're pottering around the house. he can hear that sharp little intake of breath when you accidentally, or not-so-accidentally, brush against him. he can hear that whining tinge to your voice when you tell him you won't sleep with him, that you're punishing him, as if its moreso a punishment for you than him. he can remember the way you'd moan for him, desperate and glassy eyed and oh so perfect for him as he ruins you from the inside out.

he can't take it anymore.

"two weeks is more than enough time for me to think about my actions," he tells you over dinner one night, eyes cast downwards at his plate. "...and to come up with a suitable apology."

you place your chopsticks down at his last words and look up at your husband. "oh? let's hear it then."

over the frames of his glasses, kento's eyes meet yours. "i apologise for worrying you and risking my life for my work."

you tap your fingers against the table. "and will you continue to do it?"

"yes," he admits. "it's my job, one that i do well. if i die doing it, i hope it's in place of someone who didn't sign up for it, like you."

kento reaches over the table and takes your hand. "i can't just stop being a sorcerer. that would be too selfish of me. but i do promise that i will make more of an effort to reduce my chances of getting hurt from now on: no more unnecessary risks. okay?"

though that was all you needed to hear from him, you start to wonder if lifting the sex ban was a good idea when your pent-up husband is swiping plates from the dinner table to make room for you to lay back on it. claiming he can't wait the few extra second to carry you to the bedroom, he has you stripped and laid bare on the dining room table in no time, and he's ready for his meal.

"missed her," he mumbles as he parts your legs with a strong hand and bends down to kiss once at your clit. that's about and gentlemanly as it gets, though, because soon after he's making out with your pussy like he's a virgin. no technique, no precision, nothing but unfiltered need and its so much hotter than you'd imagine it to be.

eyes locking onto yours from between your thighs, he adds two fingers and works you open. two weeks was a long time for the both of you, so he'll need to get you used to the stretch of him again. he scissors his fingers inside of you, curls them upwards to hit your g-spot and smirks like a saint when your back arches off the table in response.

"missed you ken," you ramble on as your climax nears. "missed you so much. hated doing this. love you. loveyouloveyou god i love you."

you cum hard, harder than you've cum in a long time and kento laps it up like he's never tasted anything so good. he savours your taste on his tongue like he would an aged wine, something expensive and delicious and worth keeping bottled. though he's harder than diamond and worried he'll cum in his pants if he doesn't sink inside of you soon. so he stands and undoes his belt in record time (with those lovely hands of his) and repositions you at the end of the table with his leaky cock already pressing against your wet entrance.

he leans over you and shares a kiss with you as he pushes in. he inhales the gasp you let out at the stretch and moans into your mouth as a gift in return. he pulls out almost entirely, so it's just his head nestled in your tight pussy, and then slams in again. hard.

"god kento—" you start, about to chide him for being so rough with you when you notice his face dip into your neck and the sudden warmth filling you from the inside. kento's hips stutter and he bites at the skin of your shoulder to muffle the heavy moans that ache to free themselves from his chest.

"did you just—"

"don't," he cuts you off, cock twitching inside of you with his release. he's plugging you up, keeping you full of him and his cum. "give me a minute and i'll fuck you so stupid that you forget that just happened."

"you just—"

"don't laugh."

"im not laughing! it's just, you know like our first time..."

"shut up." kento's hips pull away and then slam back into yours as he starts a brutal pace with you.

that shuts you up good.

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getting all hot and heavy with him in a corner booth at the club or on the couch at a house party, and he’s trying to convince you to cockwarm him right there. he’s got his hand on the back of yours, pressing your palm into his crotch to show you how hard you’ve made him, all the while talking all low in your ear. “need to feel you so bad. i can’t wait. just sit on it, baby. come on, nobody will notice.”

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husband!nanami makes sure he doesn’t leave for work without making you cum in the mornings. sate you for the day, whether it’s by hoisting you up onto the kitchen counter and having his breakfast between your legs, or it’s pressing you against the wall in the foyer as you kiss him goodbye so he can make you cum on his fingers as his farewell.

or, if he can bear to run ten minutes late, he’ll take you against the front door, split you open on his cock and leave you to wait around his him cum nestled inside of you until he gets home to ravage you all over again

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Actually ykw? Marriage kink in general. Your fave being so enamored by you that the thought of putting a ring on it just makes them all hot and bothered

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Fatgum form smut pleaseeeeeeeee 🤲🏼 I just want them to love each other and bang

His fat form is good for many things. It's good for his job, obviously. It's good for combat and his brand, good for making him seem more approachable-

It's not good for intimacy.

Tai keeps the light off, as if that makes it any better. That way, he can't see your face when he sits down next to you on the couch. Surprisingly, you're quick to throw a leg over him, straddling his lap with wide legs.

"This is what you've been hiding from me?" you tease. Your touch is so liberal; you give it so easily, so much. Everything about you is pressing and touching and-

A hand on your hip to keep you apart for him.

"I know it's not..." he trails off. It's not a lot of things. The though won't form; his skin is buzzing too loud.

"I like you like this." You cup his cheeks in your hands, head tilted with an abundance of affection and a hint of mischief. "I like a big boy."

But Taishiro can't shake off the feeling that you're lying.

"It's okay." He laughs this time. "I know I'm not-- I know I'm not attractive like this."

He can feel your weight shift as you tilt your head to the other side, watching him in the dark.

"Give me your hand."

Both of your hands fit into his. Easily, you guide it to your mouth and kiss each knuckle, slowly, unrushed, each touch a love letter in itself. It's tender. So tender tgat he gives into you, lets you moce him how you need him.

Then, you drag it to your cheek, down your neck, all the way to the top of your collarbone. He almost pulls away on instinct, but your grip is firm and trustworthy. The give of your breast shocks the breath out of him, especially when you close your hands around his and force him to squeeze.

"Oh," he manages. He's never fully allowed himself this, never allowed himself to touch you, but now you make him. He's caressing your stomach, fumbling with your shirt--

Oh.

Oh.

His hand is suddenly down the front of your pants. Your panties are soft and lacey, but you don't give him time to admire that. No, you're pushing him lower, until his thick fingers are pressing between your folds-

"Tai," you whisper, right into the shell of his ear. "Am I wet?"

"Y-yeah."

Your hips roll into the palm of his hand and he's amazed at how your excitement slips between his fingers.

"Am I wet for you?"

His breath gets caught in his throat. "Yeah."

Your laugh goes so deep that it's almost a purr. Throwing an arm around his neck, your hips move again, this time more securely. It happens again, then again, then again, and your head dips low into the crook of his neck.

"Mm," your voice is buttery with want. "Yeah, I am."

It takes him a while to cut through the static thats built on in his brain and realize what you're doing. You're masturbating. You're masturbating using his hand.

"I'm so wet for you." Your body presses closer to his torso. "I want your fingers."

Oh, he should move, but he's just so gobsmacked that he can't. This has to be a dream, a hallucination-

"I want your cock."

Your tone tips up, wobbly and tender and ugly in the most delicious way, the way that makes his ribs open with want-

When you cum, it's with a garbled tone. If he weren't touching you, feeling how your pussy twitches and pulls and wets, he'd think you were lying to him, protecting his ego.

But, instead you chuckle, right into the shell of his ear.

"That's how bad I want you."

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sae who is a little too interested in your complaints about your boyfriend’s decisions in bed.

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you’re at an extremely public charity event that’s obligatory for rins pr and he’s wearing an outfit that’s not really his style that he looks sexy in (hair pushed back, a suit with no tie and a button or two loose. intentionally messy kinda) and you are making crazy eyes at him all evening. you lean in the middle of a speech from one of the sponsors that you really Really want to fuck him and rin just like scowls at you

but as soon as the speech is over he just tells you to go. as in go first. he makes it look like you two are taking a break but you disappear into a dark hallway and broom closet. and rin grabs you and clicks his teeth and sort of nips at you like he’s irritated but his hands still pull up your dress and he’s still rubbing his hard dick against the curve of your ass despite himself. you get a little giggly and giddy over it and he very weakly tells you to shut up.

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makki and mattsun's "thing" just... started one day.

Neither one of them remembers who suggested watching porn, but it was up on the television. The volume was turned down low, but the girl's voice still pierced through the silence as she rode, hips slipping down against her partner's.

"Fuck dude." Mattsun said. "You mind if I?"

His hands were already on the zipper. Makki didn't even consider saying no.

"Is it weird if we both have our cocks out?" Makki wiggled his sweatpants down, keeping his eyes forward. He'd seen Mattsun's cock before, but never hard, and certainly never while he was jacking off.

" Only if you make it fucking weird," Mattsun shrugged.

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just a thought but imagine older bf nanami

that’s it.

EEEEEEK! <3

older bf!nanami is the one to show you how a real man should act in a relationship! he gives you your first taste of being doted on by a gentleman and god is he good at getting you hooked. he takes you on proper dates: out for dinner and movies and nights dancing. picks u up from college or school or work and he opens the door to his car for you and once he’s in his seat leans over to buckle you up n kiss your cheek at the same time :(

older bf!nanami is mature enough not to care about the things said about the age gap too. he knows his intentions and he knows what he has in you and he isn’t about to let someone’s opinion change that! plus his coworkers are a little sleazy and nanami doesn’t mind much the jealous looks they give him when u drop him off some lunch and stay a little too long to kiss him long and good!

older!nanami likes calling himself ur partner because boyfriend feels too juvenile for him. but you call him your boyfriend like it’s the biggest badge of honour in the world (it is) and so he takes it in stride!

sometimes you like teasing older!nanami about his age too. you’ll use slang in texts that he doesn’t understand and laugh at him when he learns and uses it in the wrong context. or you’ll pluck a grey hair (he swears you’re the cause of them) from his hairline and tell him all gooey that you love him even if he’s a grumpy old man :(

also he takes over all the paperwork. taxes n forms and files all belong to him now as long as u sit on his lap while he fills em out :))))) <3

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older!nanami is kind of a perv tho … :( he can’t help it! you just have fresh eyes and youre excitable about things that ppl his age don’t care for anymore, why does he get hard when you tell him the latest gossip between your friends? he does not know. but it’s ok because you’ll stroke him nice and slow while you ramble on about his day and he likes it that way.

older!nanami has that extra layer of experience too. he hasn’t taken that many lovers but he’s read enough erotica in his time to know just how to please you. he shows you positions and pleasures you didn’t even know were possible before him!

older!nanami worships your body too. you’re young and so perfect to him that he can’t help but let you know just how much he loooooves you. kisses all over your body, all the time. he holds your hand and kisses your knuckles while he fucks you :((

older!nanami spoils his baby too, always. you’re always finding new lingerie or toys waiting for you on the bed when you come home after a long day. he never expects anything in return but doesn’t mind getting to see you in the pretty sets his paycheck goes towards!

older!nanami might have to keep buying you lingerie though. because you keep complaining about your panties going missing. it’s not like nanami is a huuuge perv who steals them to jerk off into when ur not together or anything! he’s definitely not a panty sniffer!!!!!

i luv older bf nanami <3

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kento nanami would definitely fuck you on your wedding night while you’re wearing nothing but your veil. the moment he saw you in that wedding dress, all he could think about was everyone disappearing from the beach where your wedding was held, so he could fuck you right there against the entire ocean. even though he felt guilty for thinking like that, what else could he do after seeing you look that beautiful? throughout the night, he kept leaning in to whisper, “after tonight, you won’t be able to walk,” just to make your cheeks flush.

nanami was truly insatiable.

when the wedding finally ended, and you got to the stunning villa near the venue, he didn’t take his eyes off you for a second as soon as you stepped inside. when you turned around and realized he hadn’t followed you, he loosened his bowtie, taking it off while undressing you with his gaze.

“go upstairs and take off everything except your veil. i don’t want to see a single piece of clothing on you. understood, mrs. nanami?”

you nodded and went upstairs to your room without hesitation. stripping off everything but your veil, you waited for your husband.

that night, nanami fucked you until morning without stopping. he bent you over and pounded into you relentlessly, watching your veil sway with every thrust, which only made him harder. by the end, not a single inch of your body was free from bruises or marks, because your husband wanted everyone to know who you belonged to when you went to the beach on your honeymoon.

p.s: i think i’m gonna write a one-shot about this…

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going onto hour 2 of a phone call/meeting w my boss/coworker STFU I DONT CARE IT'S MIDNIGHT

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touchstarved!dabi who's unused to any sort of physical contact that isn't reprimand or pain. he tries so hard to keep it together when you scratch your nails down his scalp, but he can't help pressing up against your hand, silently begging for more.

touchstarved!dabi who starts to crave the feeling of your skin on his with an almost visceral pain. he can't help it; you're just so soft and warm and kind

touchstarved!dabi who nuzzles into your neck and nips at your ear hard as you ride him, whispering filth that makes your stomach drop, "going nice and tight around me, aren't ya, baby? let me feel you gush all over my cock, go on, you can do it"

touchstarved!dabi who goes absolutely feral when he's been away from you for any longer than a week, collaring you by the neck and dragging you into his room just to toss you onto the bed and hitch your thighs under his forearms, "show me how much you fucking missed me princess" (goodbye to your fucking guts)

touchstarved!dabi who refuses to get up afterwards because he likes to bask in the feeling of your skin against his

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kaiser keeps your head in his lap while he has ness fuck you. tells him when to speed up or slow down, when to focus more attention on your clit. he’s using him like a sex toy, treating him like one too. like he’s not sentient. ness has a cock ring on the whole time and maybe maybe when you’re all tuckered out, cleaned up, and asleep kaiser will give ness a loose handjob and let him come

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coming home tipsy from a night out with boyfriend!gojo and bestfriend!nanami just to all collapse onto the same bed and start to drift off in preparation for your stabbing hangovers come morning.

but your boyfriend likes to let his hands roam when he’s been drinking and one thing leads to another until gojo has a hand over your mouth and another hiking your leg up so he can slip into your wet cunt while nanami sleeps soundly beside you.

except he’s not asleep, because you can see the heavy rise of his chest with each muffled moan you let out, and you can see the more-than-obvious tent in his pants as you get fucked deep a few inches to his left. so when you moan kentos name instead of satorus, and the blond immediately turns and presses his lips to yours, you know you’re in for a long and very rough night.

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perv!geto who will jerk off to anything you do.

he’ll see you in the kitchen, grabbing a snack and watch your cute little face munch away while u stand silently with the bag in your hand. shit, he’s got a boner.

he’ll see you in the shower, the glass could literally be fogged up but he could still see your figure slightly. aaand he’s hard. he’s not shy or discreet about it either, pulling down his sweatpants as he watches you and starts jacking off.

getting out the shower, you screech at the tall, dark, lanky figure pumping his cock to the outline of your body.

“hi angel—“

“sugu!!??? what the fuck??”

you’ll be watching a movie with him on your bed, laying on your stomach and lightly kicking your feet in the air until you feel a large hand sliding up your thigh and resting on your ass.

it wasn’t sexual at first, you hummed in response, knowing he enjoyed having a hand on you at all times until he squeezes it with a large SMACK.

“suguuuu,” you whine, trying to scooch away from your boyfriend who was invading your little space bubble and ruining your concentration, i’m trying to focus on the movie!!”.

“so focus,” he states flatly, “and don’t run away front me,” he keeps his hand on your ass, squeezing and traveling down slightly to your upper thigh, his fingers brushing against your pussy as he keeps you in place.

you scoff, turning away before you heard the shuffle of his pants and a quiet cough as he spit on his palm.

plap plap plap

“pervert.”

“i said focus, angel.”

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saeeeeeeee also will get home late from away games and immediately push your panties to the side to milk a few orgasms from you. his cock probably doesn’t even come out he just wants to watch you come a few times before going to bed