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cryingaboutit1514 · 3 days

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MEEEEOWWWWWW

Me literally reading this at exactly 6:51 AM

HASH HHAAHAHAHAHAHAUA GOT ME GIGGLIN N SHI PEOPLE MUST BE LOOKING AT ME LIKE IM A PSYCHO 👉🏼👈🏼

TYSM OMG I NEEDED THIS I NEED THIS INJECTED INTO MY VEINS

*RESPECTFULLY KISSES YOU ON THE CHEEK *

TYSMTYSMTYSMTYSM TEEHEE

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by @cryingaboutit1514 ˚₊ ⊹

ft. luca kaneshiro, hex haywire (separate) x gn! reader — luxiem/xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ reacting to you biting back after getting teased┊1k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub luca/hex┊teasing but no dialouge, brat-taming (& bratting for hex), biting, blowjobs for luca & handjobs for hex, edging/orgasm denial, overuse of the word “tease”

➤ author's note: i hope this piece is okay, it doesn’t quite live up to my standards (also i lost the ask, it’s at the bottom lmao)

he’s been at it for about half an hour now, not letting up because he doesn’t think that he’ll ever get bored of teasing you! how could you expect him not to bully you when you just have the cutest reactions? the way you pout and glare at him just reminds him of an adorable little angry kitten and it makes him want to poke fun at you even more, holding back the urge to reach out and pinch your cheeks after ruffling through your hair as if you were a child. there wasn’t anything that you could really do to get him to quit it as all attempts to tease him back were only met with more ridicule, adding to his beaming smile with sparkles like he wasn’t making you go gray early,

you didn’t want to just storm off in the middle of it since it was all in good fun, but you needed to shut him down with a win for you. you needed to do something completely unpredictable if you wanted to get the upper hand, something that would throw him so off-guard that he wouldn’t be able to make any more snarky remarks. once the light bulb went off in your mind, you were quick to act, pushing him into back into the couch mid-sentence and sinking your teeth into the flesh of his neck. it wasn’t deep enough to draw blood or bruise, but enough to sting a little as a warning. when he found himself underneath you with wide eyes at the unexpected action, you knew that you were finally the one in charge now.

━━━ .°˖✧ luca kaneshiro ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ he’s also prone to biting on occasion as a form of affection, but for you to turn the tables and do it back as a form of a threat had him shocked with a goofy ass smile on his face, feeling confused yet turned on by your sudden assertion of dominance. now it was your turn to tease him, telling him that he shouldn’t have dished out what he couldn’t take and how it was so easy to one-up the heir to a mafia boss. he can never handle getting teased back and always ends up doubling down, quickly becoming redder than a beetroot, and regretting his poor decisions of messing with you.

it’s so cute how quickly you have him chanting “i’m sorry” over and over again, his arm tossed over his face in a poor attempt to cover his scarlet face from your ministrations. he was practically begging you to let him cum, but he also doesn’t want it to stop because the warmth of your mouth and your tongue licking long strokes on him felt absolutely heavenly. perhaps he doesn’t regret bullying you too much if he gets punished like this, but maybe you’ll have mercy on him and let him off with a slap on the wrist?

when you notice his pleading puppy eyes, you lifted your head with a pop when you let go of his cock and he whined at the loss of stimulation. should you really let him off? he does seem genuinely apologetic, even starting to bribe you with gifts of any price since he could afford an entire country if you really wanted it. you hummed out loud as if you were contemplating even though you already knew your decision, just to torment him a little more and to make him sit in anticipation with his twitching cock out. he was far past embarrassment at this point, so when you just shook your head with a smile, he couldn’t help but straighten up in excitement now that he had your forgiveness.

━━━ .°˖✧ hex haywire ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ he’s a bit surprised it took you so long to bite back and to do it so literally too had him cracking a chuckle, only putting up his hands in a mock surrender when you asked him what his deal was. clearly, he was still trying to get a raise out of you even though you had him pinned down with your hands pressing down on his board chest. he already made it this far by pushing your buttons, why not push you over the edge to elicit another response out of you? it wouldn’t be any fun if you just left him hanging without any punishment, so maybe he could sneak in just one more playful jest to see what else you’ll do to him…

“you got anything else you wanna say to me?” you asked rhetorically, running your thumb over his leaking tip and smirking when all that came out was a groan. his mind was too fuzzy to think of a witty response right now, on the cusp of climax that you were denying him of because of his previous actions. it almost made him feel sorry since he wanted to cum so badly right now, but it was worth it to provoke you and have you put him in his place— especially when you trail your fingers along his rock-hard length that had his eyes rolling back. knowing you, you were going to edge him for as long as he teased you, but was he willing to suffer through the pleasurable pain for thirty minutes?

“oh please,” he scoffed, “i could keep this up for an entire hour if i wanted to.” it was a bold statement and you were going to test it to his limits, making him gasp at the feeling of your pace suddenly speeding up before abruptly stopping and almost tearing up at the feeling fading away leaving his throbbing cock just aching for release. he wasn’t one to show his wavering strength turning to weakness so quickly, so you knew that you were going to win this in the end despite his stubbornness. he can be a winner with the mind-blowing orgasm that comes after being teased for so long too, but only if he admits an apology and if you feel nice enough to give it to him.

request was [ hi queen (literally is shaking from head to toe) may I pretty please have hex and luca's (separately if that's ok) reaction to you getting flustered and "angry" when they tease you? And when u bite back (quite literally) how would they respond? (hahaha smutty smut) help the amount of times I had to reread what I wrote bc it didnt make sense and I'm just like omg how do I ask a mutual stuff again ]

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cryingaboutit1514 · 6 days

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⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ ACE OF SPADES — PART TWO

part one. | rich boy aven masterlist.

synopsis. ⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ so far, your date with rich boy aventurine goes really well, and after going outside to take a fresh breath of air, you two cannot keep your hands off each other anymore. // ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ wc. 1.8k ♡

cw. semi public (you're outside), heavy make out session, tit play & tit sucking, reader wears a dress <3 rich boy au, fem! reader ♡

a razor-edged cold hovers on your face and crawls underneath your dress, taking over your skin as dew does to drooping leaves.

you snug yourself into the jacket rich boy aventurine has draped around your shoulders as your nostrils pick up his signatory cologne— a balmy orchestra of lavish flowers greet you, well balanced with a manly musk that made your heart leap.

aventurine was irresistible— truly, he held an alluring, captivating aura that went way beyond his exterior.

in simple terms, beauty clung to his face and belonged to him, to his cheekbones and jaw, or inside the attractive glow smoldering in his eyes.

the frigid wind beats upon your cold flesh as aventurine grabs on to the collar of his coat to drape it around your tighter, the fleeting trace of his skin brushing along your own was tempting out a mellowness from deep within your bones, not ceasing until it conquered your entire form.

he smiles at you, eyes vivid and wide, "you okay?" and slowly, step by step, aventurine feels down from your shoulders to your arms before taking your icy hands into his warm palms.

a rich hunger captivated him, the strong need to explore more of you was devouring every fragment of life and energy that kept the lust inside of him restrained.

alas he continues, gingerly pulling your hands towards his mouth, "here, let me help," before watching you through his thick lashes.

he smirks, taking a long, deep breath and closing his eyes before exhaling through his lips softly, a warm smoke of air ascending along your knuckles.

it felt gentle on your freezing fingers as he ends it with a keen rub of his thumbs stroking over your cold knuckles.

a warm prickle manifests itself on your cheeks as he repeats it, and while he does it, you had the chance to admire his beauty all the more.

by the fourth time of a comforting breeze tickling your hands, your eyes stung at the focus on his face as he suddenly pulls you closer to his chest.

aventurine knew how to make you melt inside a chilly climate— and alas, he glares at you contently, his stomach twisting in agony as he couldn't help but wonder how your lips would taste like.

the idea of going in for a kiss was fixed into his mind and refused to leave— aventurine believes the date had been going well so far? to take it a step further would be okay, wouldn't it?

you didn't have to be a genius to figure out his musing— his red cheeks and dilated pupils told it all.

did you happen to make aventurine flustered? oh, such wasn't an easy deed to accomplish.

ah well, should he? should he not? that was the question.

not to mention that he was a lucky man, and if the gambler were to take this intriguing gamble, what were the odds of actually losing it in the end?

"did you make up your mind?" you murmur softly, your breath clinging on his lips as you narrow your brows, watching how the wheels in his mind were working restlessly.

"hah, you got me figured out, haven't you?"

"—but you see," aventurine whispers as he continues his sentence, placing his palms from your hands to your cheeks, "before taking a gamble, one has to calculate possible wins," a palm strokes over your jaw as he heaves out a low exhale.

"—and possible losses,"

his thumb taps at your bottom lip, focusing intently on their shape and quizzing your every reaction.

without hesitation he leans in, softening your tense muscles and limbs before pressing his lips on you. aventurine was certain it had an effect on you, but wow, how sexy it was that you made it so easy for him to kiss you— how you didn't fear calling him out.

you hold your breath as his tongue slides inside, the both of you moaning longingly against each other. his lips curl in satisfaction as saliva frames the corners of your lips.

the ache of wanting him to touch every sweet square of you sat heavy in your stomach as your tongue danced around his, lips clashing and hands melting into your bodies.

aventurine was an awfully good kisser— not to mention that he was very much aware of that. the coarse laps of his tongue tracing against yours were almost too perfect, too delicious that you felt your own face burning.

only the best for you, aventurine thinks, in fact, this date has been planned out just for you, under the guise of being a simple evening at the casino to get to know each other— when in reality, he made sure everything was as needed.

starting from your most liked music, to the colors you favored the most which were all represented in various decorations all over the casino— finished with handpicked beverages all on display.

holding a secret of precise planning and dedication.

unquestionably had he worked his mind to bits and pieces in order to have the most perfect first date imaginable.

for what felt like hours passing and at the same time, no time going by, his kisses were rough and searing as his palms began to explore your body, making it the most comfortable for you to rest your own against his chest.

his tongue was craving you, keen to taste your hypnotic lips or the specific flavor of your lipgloss.

he couldn't decide on it— was it strawberry or cherry flavored? in fact, it held an artificial taste, although after trapping your bottom lip between his mouth to nibble on the skin, he can finally taste it.

yes, aventurine was sure of it now, it was strawberry and he fucking loved it.

it feels so good when he touches you, and your entire body was hot and searing with a vigorous urgency manifesting in your precious whines.

embraced by his tenderness, aventurine pulls you closer to him.

he slides one palm up to your chest, testing the waters and seeing how far you'd be comfortable for him to go.

the gambler thought he was being patient, in fact, he still considers himself such— he wouldn't want to actually take this further and fuck you on the first date, which was okay, because no matter how good your chemistry has been this night, he still considered himself a gentleman.

aventurine slowly pulls himself from your mouth, the gloss on his lips making his features light up as he kisses along your cheek, then proceeds to lick over your jaw all the while his hands were toying with the straps of your dress.

"is this okay?" he mumbles out, tenderly nipping at your neck before trapping a bit of the flesh between his teeth, the sharp trail grazing above your boiling veins and making you squirm.

you cough slightly and nod, your eyes lidded as you watch him through an expectant look on your face, "yeah, please keep going,"

for balance, you slide your hand into his tousled hair before scratching over his scalp softly.

you cannot shake the excitement from yourself but the sheer imagination of him touching you underneath your pretty dress made something in your brain click and fold, click and fold.

and among your fight against your knees fearing to give up on you, aventurine skillfully slips two fingers into the strap of your dress before sliding it down just a bit— not too much, well yes, you were still outside but concealed behind a secure spot, yet he only needed your breasts to pop out just enough, so he could take them in his mouth.

aventurine doesn't know if the sight of your erected nipples sticking through the thin fabric of your dress was more maddening or actually seeing them bare and naked for the first time.

you will truly be the death of him.

fuck, you're so beautiful, your skin looks so soft and kissable and perfect that he cannot wait to devour you whole.

his jaw clenches as he gulps out, attentively moving his lips towards one breast while settling his palm on the other to roughly squeeze the mound.

you keep your balance by lightly tugging at his blonde hair and holding at his shoulders as your back arches into him, your eyebrows pulled together.

your pussy flutters around nothing as pleasure shoots through your veins the moment he takes your tit inside his mouth.

aventurine laps a heavy lick across it and moans into your spongy flesh before observing you through under his lashes, "you're sensitive here," he drawls and clicks his tongue, slightly pulling away to fling the tip of his muscle up and down, kitty licking your nipple.

you whine at his words as your noises break into a thousand pieces, lolling your head back as your blood raced in anticipation, relentlessly rubbing your thighs together for any sort of friction, really.

aventurine loves to hear you, so he knows he was doing a good job in pleasuring you well.

perhaps one day, you could tell him how fucking nicely his tongue felt covering your tits while he messily slurps on your breasts with saliva dewed on his chin— or if your poor, little cunt was waiting to be filled too?

he can tell you're trying to keep your voice down due to the fact that you were outside— although your whispers told another story, the gasp of a shaky and desperate fuck, f-fuck told him everything he needed to know.

in comparison, aventurine couldn't care less if people were hearing you both, "you scared someone will see us?"

he grins, his tongue lapping up the saliva on his lips, "watch how i'm doing this," as he moves to your other tit, squeezing the flesh together to properly take it in his mouth and suck.

he repeats it; squeezing, licking across your nipple, sucking and drawing out everything he could until your mounds were so sore and sensitive, pulsing and throbbing at the loss of him.

aventurine hums before popping your tit from his mouth, placing his pointer finger over the stinging nipple and stroking it, "can only imagine how much they wish to be in my spot right now," he winks cheekily at you, his dick throbbing at your embarrassed face that was more hot and delirious than actually embarrassed.

in a tangle of making you endure the heaviness of his palms and lips all over you, your eyes slide shut as he rolls the pads of his fingers right there, oh fuck, there.

"be quiet for me, okay?" the overstimulation on your chest was too much, almost painful as you whine, nodding and puffing out a little okay before you feel the rumble of aventurine's groan press into your skin, "good girl, that's all i need you to do."

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cryingaboutit1514 · 6 days

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𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵...

꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦ ♪ ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

☾ ✒ "adorable~" ~ 𝄞

⌕ ✒ fluff + suggestive ~ ꕥ

☀︎ ✒ ship : aventurine × gn!reader ~ ᰔᩚ

☁︎ ✒ side/mentioned characters : n/a ~ ꨄ

⚠︎ ✒ warnings : suggestive content ~ ✮

✧ ✒ summary : hcs of when you/aventurine call(s) aventurine/you cute ~ ∘•∘

✉ ✒ notes : first time writing hsr; he's not even released yet and I am feeling unexplainable things for this man/btw this shouldn't be too long (i hope??) - might be ooc - I started writing this at March 18th... ~ ⌨︎︎

⇚ ↺ ⇛

• you call him cute

= I think it would go two ways, either he gets flustered or he teases you back

= maybe when he's flustered he'd stutter a little, maybe blushing a little bit? (who wrote this wtf)

= if he teases you back he'd probably go "oh, reeaally?" smirking YFSJRGBS why do I write fanfiction again?

= I hate that one of my ideas is that he'd get bricked (I'm so sorry)

"dear, I'm home!"

you hear his voice along with the noise of the door opening, which signals that your boyfriend, aventurine, has come home from work.

you took a look at him, watching him stretch so adorably, like a cat. he takes off his hat and puts it on a stand.

you wait for him to reach the living room, before leaving the kitchen and going up to him as quietly as possible.

"don't you know how cute you are?" you snuck up behind aventurine, hugging him and burying your face into his neck, inhaling his scent. (what the fuck)

"I- ahem, am I now?" he attempts to cover up how flustered he is, even though his face is a shade of bright red.

"mhm..." you muttered in his neck, giving it light butterfly kisses, as you slowly move your fingers down. your hands eventually reach to the buttons of his shirt, which you easily unbuttoned.

"let's continue in the bedroom, okay...?" aventurine says, capturing your hands and leads you to your shared bedroom.

when you reach the bedroom, you move infront of him to face him, staring right into his purple-blue eyes before pushing him down onto the bed.

"aw, you worked so hard, didn't you, my dear? let me help you relieve some of the stress..." you say, unbuckling his belt & unbuttoning his pants, crouching between his thighs.

he whines a bit, yet he doesn't push you away.

you both know it's gonna be quite the long night.

• he calls you cute

= he would definitely surprise you, maybe after coming home or something ueueue

= he'd surprise you at the most random time so it catches you off guard

= he would LOVE to see you blush and all flustered omg

= he'd probably say something along the lines of "you seem tired... what would you say to a little //massage//...?" which is FAR from a massage btw

you unlocked the door to your shared apartment complex with your boyfriend, aventurine when you got off work.

you entered your home, surprised to see that aventurine hasn't greeted you yet.

but you didn't pay much mind to it, as he probably went to a casino and you're tired, wanting to get some rest.

you go to the bedroom, opening the door to put away your bag. however, you definitely didn't expect aventurine to come up to you and trap you against the wall.

you blushed slightly at the sight, aventurine looking so handsome (??? why) with his eyes filled with... lust?

he holds your chin, making you look up at him. "you're so adorable when you're flustered like this." he smirks, slowly caressing your cheeks dusted with blush.

he slowly leads you to the bed, and when he pushes you down on it, he looks at you, asking for consent.

when you nod, he carefully starts undressing you, as if you're something made of porcelain, so easy to break.

he then takes off your pants, crouching down between them and giving your underwear (sjdhsb) a few kisses.

he proceeds to take them off, and starts sucking on you so gently, teasing you. ♡

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✉ ✒ notes : if you're taller than aventurine no you're not /j ~ ☏

꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦ ♪ ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

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cryingaboutit1514 · 6 days

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⭒ COCKWARMING, minors do not interact.

fem reader x jing yuan, sunday, dr ratio, blade + aventurine ( seperate ) ; cockwarming scenarios. oral fixation in sunday’s. exhibitonism in jing yuan’s. teasing. petnames used; sweetheart, my dear. ₊ 𓂃 masterlist.

⭒ JING YUAN

it wasn’t often that you got to visit jing yuan during the day, the work at the seat of divine foresight always seeming endless and impossible to finish but still, the general had been quite insistent that you came over today - letting you curl into his lap at his desk while wrapped up in his cape.

it was seemingly innocent for the most part, most of his face-to-face meetings were completed deliberately early before your arrival which means the otherwise pda wouldn’t be noticed by anyone except passing guards. but even at that, they only offered you a polite look from where they’d see you curled up against the lazing general’s chest, face pressing into the crook of his neck to hide your gaze.

jing yuan would simply offer them a kind grin on your behalf, “catching up on some sleep is all.” would be his excuse despite the reality of it all.

the door closes as another guard takes his leave, leaving both of you alone; which in turn, prompts the general to nudge you gently with his shoulder - his arms squeezing tight from where he’s got them wrapped around your waist to hold you. the movement makes you whine against his neck as he turns to try and face you.

“w-what if someone notices?” you pull back to blink at him and jing yuan looks as lax as ever when he gives you his usual, amused expression.

“hm~ they’re a little too naive, although nobody would dare to question their general - of that i am almost certain..” the general was confident that any potential visitors today would not question your close proximity, nor would they even think to consider that maybe his beautiful lover just might be stretched out around his cock instead of taking the relaxing nap like he insists you are. they’re not quite as fortunate to see you like this, he can feel the way your pussy quivers around him with the anticipation- with every footstep someone takes into the divine seat of foresight to stand before you both.

jing yuan deliberately rolls his hips into you with his next breath, heavy cock stroking languidly along the sweet spots inside of you that make you keen as your hands curl fists into his uniform. “but you are putting on quite the spectacle.” he teases, but your pussy bares down on him eagerly at the low drawl his voice takes, he notices that. “you wouldn’t want to blow our cover now, would you, my dear?”

you can feel the way he’s smiling when he speaks, even when you’re shoving your face back into the crook of his neck to pant - he was so unfair when he got like this, especially when this was his idea. he’d let you climb onto his lap knowing exactly how you both were going to end up, but yet you gave into him like you always do.

“then quit teasing me.” you pout, more so at your own half-hearted will power as jing yuan’s large hands begin to massage at the flesh of your ass soothingly, every squeeze offering you the slightest of friction as your pussy pulses.

“me? hah, i had no idea i was putting you at such a risk.” the general goads as he leans into trail his lips along your shoulder and you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand to attention when he does. “shall i relieve you of this burden by sending you on your way instead?” you wonder if he can feel the way your pussy seems to twist tighter around his cock, like your body is begging him to stay in his place.

your eyes squeeze closed as you curl into the warmth of his huge body, weighting out your options despite the way your nerves are begging for the friction, begging for him to just hurry up and fuck you. “hmmf, who knew the general could be so selfish.” it’s a half-hearted reply, but you’re driven by pure lust and the possibility of getting off easy with good behaviour is a little too tempting when you feel jing yuan’s heavy cock throb from within you.

he chuckles, offering you another long, slow thrust before the quiet moan he pulls from you is wrapped beneath the next knock of the door. “you just need to have patience, my dear. i’ll make sure your efforts are rewarded immensely.”

⭒ SUNDAY

“relax.” sunday purrs from where he’s looking down at you, resting in the arm chair pushed into the corner of his quarters as you rest on your knees between his thighs. your relationship with the head of the oak family was.. special albeit of convenience, he would seek you out to let off some steam or to relax and you were always at his beck and call. he admired that about you.

not that you would ever oppose to spending your free time with him, he was an elegant and divine man - amber gaze watching your every twitch from where your lips are wrapped around the base of his cock. but he could be.. difficult on some rare occasions, like now; he’s forbidden you to move, only to gaze up so he can admire you as the weight of him rests against your tongue.

yet you still can’t help but feel lust burn deep in your stomach when you feel sunday’s cock twitch between your lips as he looks at you.

“my, you seem to be enjoying yourself, it is almost effortless for you.” it’s quiet in the room aside from his teasing, it’s not like you can offer him a reply when your lips are stretched around him. so you opt to blink prettily up at him instead and he props his head up on his fist as he tilts his gaze back down at you - he is truly like a divine visionary from this angle. “though i admit, seeing you like this is quite extraordinary.”

your thighs squeeze at the praise sunday offers you and he gives you a whisper of a smile as he watches the way you quiver, like you’re pleading him with your gaze alone- begging on your knees for him to offer you some relief. his chest expands with his next breath and your lips squeeze softly around the sensitive glands of his cock as his exhale trembles. “so selfless and ready to serve with that radiant gaze. i should apologise for teasing you like this.”

it wasn’t that this was easy for sunday, not at all - he had grown quite accustomed to your company and the pleasure you offered him, he’d found himself seeking it out more and more these days. you were addictive, but he was always curious to the lengths in which you’d go for him - this was like his own little test and you’re about to pass with flying colours.

your tongue trails along the length of him slowly and despite the way you don’t move otherwise it’s enough to make the head of the oak family have to take a deep breath. there’s spit trailing down your chin now, dripping onto your chest and smearing across the leg of his trousers where it falls. he doesn’t care enough to notice, your hands press into his thighs and his hand outstretches to reach for you. “but your willingness to be at my mercy.. some may find it almost detestable.”

sunday’s wings flutter beautifully as you adjust yourself again - almost leaning into the touch while your nose gets closer to pressing against his pelvis, and his gloved fingertips graze along your cheek softly as he offers you a faint smile. he always had a dull sort of proud glimmer in his gaze whenever you were being so stunningly obedient for him.

he lets his fingers move to clasp around the back of your neck, his own wordless signal for you to move as you swallow around him and his hips rise to you gently, offering you more of him as he breathes out something short of a breathless chuckle. “yet, i am.. i-immensely honoured.”

⭒ DR RATIO

“you seem quite distressed.” ratio hums from where he’s lounging back on the sofa, beneath your own figure as you lay on top of him, against his chest and wrapped around the length of his cock while he holds you there. “something the matter?” he asks again when he’s met with silence, your fidgeting having given away your need - as if it wasn’t already obvious with the throb of your cunt and the slick thats making a mess across both your skins with your every twitch.

its felt like forever since the man below you had sunk into you, you already miss the friction and the press of his strokes, stealing the air from your lungs with how deep each seems to reach. but you’re left with nothing as he flicks exquisitely through the book in his free hand, the other seems to be writing one of his own in your skin with his fingertip and you can’t help but focus on the touch.

although right now, the featherlight trace is only making your lust burn even hotter.

“are we at the next chapter yet? please.” you feel silly, almost begging for a little of anything and you half expect ratio to scoff but instead, he opts for another approach as he offers you a look from behind the pages of his book.

“hmf- not quite, so you better get reading, time is ticking.” he grumbles, “this was your idea was it not?” true, you were the one to suggest the idea of reading a book together (although a textbook wasn’t what you had in mind) but it was simply from a place of wanting his attention. especially when you’d come to see him lounging back on the couch like some greek statue with a textbook in hand and it is quite hard to pull him away from one once he’s in it.

ratio was carved so perfectly- you can’t be held solely responsible for offering yourself up to him, you’d even lured him in by saying you’d behave until he was able to stop at the next chapter. although you have a sneaking suspicion that he would never have denied you in the first place, despite how he may come across- he did enjoy his time with you, offering you pleasure making it all the more entertaining.

still, you’ve come to regret this smart idea of yours.. and with the way you remember him raising a brow at you when you’d first approached the idea of cockwarming him, you have a feeling he found this outcome to be all too predictable.

you fidget again, whimpering against your boyfriends jawline when his cock twitches inside of you at the albeit light friction and your toes curl, ache when you reward yourself with another almost uncontrollable hump against ratio’s frame. although his low voice causes you to freeze once more when his once gentle touch, the hand that was preoccupied with tracing illustrations in your skin, has instead decided to now hold your hips in place instead.

“it’s only been six minutes and forty three seconds and you’re struggling already, your self control is quite unimpressive.. although, quite charming, isn’t it?” he goads, there’s a hint of teasing to his words that you have come to recognise so easily, it’s a tone that has become all too familiar to you. although, you can barely think of anything else when you’re so needy.

“you’re telling me you’re not bothered at all?” you hum, a soft squeak to your words as your thighs tremble and if it wasn’t for ratio’s heavy arm holding you in place you’re pretty sure you would’ve found a pace to ride him right now. he knew that too, he could feel it in the way your pussy seems to be trying to suck him in even deeper.

but he finds it quite easy to put on a poker face - eyes still scanning the words on the textbook that look so small in his huge hands. “you are quite the challenge, i’ll admit. but when one is immersed in academic research, distractions become far easier to ignore.” he knows you’re staring and you feel his hand squeeze at your hips like he’s telling you so.

“maybe you’re just putting on a brave face because you’re just as needy as i am.” you tease back, lightheartedly as your fingers jab at ratio’s chest and he offers you another look from behind the pages, tilting his head down at you.

he looks almost smug. “hm, i have you right where one may want you actually, should i choose to act on that impulse would be solely a choice of my own, not mere animal instincts.” although his words intrigue you.

“you seem so sure of that.” you retort quickly, your attention was peaked and you wonder if ratio can feel the way your heart rate seems to find a pace that’s a little faster.

“quite, i’d simply only have to touch you here.” a single stroke and you’re like putty, exactly as he suspected when he suddenly grinds his hips up into yours, spreading you even wider around the width of him. the move is so self-assured and calculated, a single deep kiss of his cock against the swollen spot inside of you that makes you tremble, moan and grab at his chest.

ratio offers you a whisper of a smile and a narrowed look when he stills again, before turning his attention back to his book a beat later, like he’s not just made you into a panting mess in a matter of seconds. “see, exactly as i thought. you’re quite predictable, my dear.”

although he’s not too sure how much longer he’s going to be able to ignore such a pretty expression.

⭒ BLADE

“you’re a lot easier to manage like this.” your words are meant as a playful, affectionate jab at blade as you rest on his lap, albeit they are honest, he was always a little calmer when he was wrapped up in the warm hug of your pussy.

he’s letting you wrap his bandages across his body, although he has the same demeanour as a cat who’s opting to let you bathe it, leaving you biding your time and wondering if it is going to suddenly change its mind and jump across the room. but for now, he rests easy - watching you instead as your walls quiver around him and soak the dark hair at the base of his cock with every squeeze.

“hmph” despite the little words in response, blade finds your amusement at such trivial matters to be comforting in a way that he finds himself trying to deny frequently. he’s used to this by now, the bandages, the wraps - but it’s become less of a chore and more of an intimate piece of your relationship that hes pretty sure he hasn’t really accepted as such yet.

the warmth your walls around him seems to grant is almost unfamiliar, accompanied by your gentle touch as you wrap the cotton around him - it’s not something he’s accustomed to.. but he finds himself seeking it out more times than he’d like to admit especially after a mission.

“i deem it unnecessary.” blade grumpily responds, eventually but he hugs your hips closer to his own as he sinks in another inch, the head of his cock pushing against the doughy spot inside of you that makes your toes curl. your eyes almost roll back, to the point of you considering throwing your way of relaxing him to the wind and letting him lose control, just so you can take your fill.

but his arms around you are tight, holding you still like he isn’t done having you take care of him just yet.

so you swallow, as you regain your composure- ignoring the way the sudden, pleading lure of your cunt seems to have even made blade throb; readjusting his hips beneath you when you give him a lidded blink. to anyone else, he’s wearing his same stoic expression but to you.. and your body, there’s something heated staring back at you.

“you’re not putting up much of a fight.” you giggle and your fingers shake around the bandages as you almost finish up wrapping the end of them. it was a gruelling process, for both of you, your want for the stellaron hunter beneath you was starting to show and you bite on your lower lip like it’ll will you to contain yourself for just a little longer.

but it seems you’re not the first to show the cracks as blade moves beneath you suddenly, quickly until his hips are grinding into yours and he’s switching your positions so he can curl over you instead. “still, my patience is wearing thin.” he growls, throbs inside of you and the next touch you feel is his fingertips wrapping around your own to stop your movements on his chest. your grip on the fabric seems to loosen but your pussy seems to only squeeze tighter.

he’s found you something else to attend to, as his eyes darken and your hips twitch into his. “you’ve done enough.”

⭒ AVENTURINE

it’s luxurious, the old velvet arm chair that you seem to have wound up pressing upon over aventurine, it’s been a while since you both made it home from the casino - your boyfriends pockets heavier than they once were and you also seemed to acquire a prize of sorts as you sit on his cock now.

the man beneath you’s hands trace featherlight touches along your bare hips and you can’t help but arch into him at the sensation, your chest pressing tight against his when you feel the cool contrast of his rings against your overheating skin. he was hypnotising, even just locking his gaze has you in a trance as it holds you but at the same time, you never wanted to snap out of it.

“how about we place a few bets, hm?” aventurine’s tone pulls up into something dreamy and smooth, the corners of his lips twitching into a smirk and you find yourself suddenly being pulled close. the movement only seems to offer you the friction you’ve so far been without, the lewd squelch that sounds only reminding you of how much you truly need him after a long night of watching him gamble at the table.

he had that effect on you, and he smiles even wider everytime he’s reminded of it.

“you’ve not done enough betting for the night?” your words are a sultry drawl, whispered low against aventurine’s cheek when your arms rest around the back of his shoulders. the position gives him a perfect view of your tits, squished against his chest while your thighs hug his - your pussy’s almost throbbing to the same beat of his heart rate.

his eyes narrow at you when your own lift to meet them, lured in by the way his fingers squeeze at your waist - like he’s demanding your attention and he leans in to press a kiss to your jawline given the opportunity, “oh but where’s the fun in tapping out so soon? i could go all night.” you feel too warm for your skin at his words when they’re smeared against your cheek, puffy clit knocking against his pelvis when you pull back - he’s like an opponent who’s just shown you his cards in a game of poker, he’s so confident in his hand that he has nothing to hide. “see which of us will crack first, how about it? sounds fun, right?” he smirks.

but yet here you are, after being so desperate to be wrapped in aventurine all night - you’ve found yourself caught up in his web. although you can’t find yourself to be too mad about it given the way he’s looking up at you, showing you one of his more handsome smiles - the ones he reserves for his winning profile and you’re almost like putty above him.

almost, because if anything.. you think it would be amusing to beat a gambler at his own game, you had chips of your own to play afterall. so with your next breath, you deliberately squeeze around your boyfriends cock and despite his cocky exterior, you feel the way it makes him twitch into you, chuckling despite the way it breaks into something breathier.

aventurine’s always been a believer in high stakes high reward as his ringed fingers tease along your hips before they squeeze.

“h-hah, you catch on pretty fast. although i should warn you..” he begins before deliberately accompanying it with an intoxicating sway of his hips, of his cock as it presses between your walls, barely enough but right where you need him. “i’ve never lost.”

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OOP SORRY!!! but isnt he handsome

YES HE IS.

STUPID BULL MAN.... ID RIP HIM TO SHREDS..../AFF

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As much as I want to 'fix' Aventurine so he won't have to suffer, I'd be doing his character zero justice.

Aventurine is someone strong, he's capable of pulling himself up all on his own, even from the worst lows imaginable. He's not an uwu baby boy who needs you to save him and do everything for him.

Aventurine just needs someone to stay by him, be there as his support, his shoulder to lean on, a guarantee in a sea of chances he can fall back on, someone he can really trust. The rest of it? He's got it all under control.

Aventurine doesn't need you to fix him, he needs you to be there for him as he fixes himself.

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can I request a yandere alban and sonny where maybe the reader like to make them a little jealous even liking how yandere they are and at the end maybe the reader get breed and blindfolded as punishment please and thank

ft. alban knox, sonny brisko x f! reader — noctyx, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ getting punished by yandere alban & sonny after making them jealous┊0.8k words

contains: smut!! dom alban, sonny & sub reader┊yandere, mentions of murder, established relationship(s), bratting/brat-taming, no dialouge, blindfolds, rough spitroasting (blowjobs & unprotected), edging/orgasm denial, swallowing & breeding, pure filthy filthy smut like it’s dirty dirt, ooc probably

➤ author's note: i was so stuck on how to write this, but once i realized how straightforward the prompt was, i managed to speed through it! enjoy!

it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that you did it on purpose, it’s just so much fun to poke at the two men on opposite sides of the law who are willing to dirty their hands at anyone who so much as looks at you in a way they deem offensive to them! it didn’t take more than a giggle and hair twirl towards some guy’s flirtatious advances for alban to rob him blind and sonny to “dispose” of him. you didn’t predict they would go that far to get rid of him, but you guess he must have been collateral damage to get what you want after feeling like your boyfriends weren’t giving you enough attention. quite a bit fucked up on your end, but it’s easy to play innocent even though both of your boyfriends know you aren’t half as coy as you make yourself seem.

and the cop is telling you as much, berating you for being such a tempting vixen and forcing their hands to intervene while splitting you open on his cock. as expected of a man like him, his voice was steady even though he was mercilessly pistoning in and out of you. you couldn’t even reply properly since you were also sucking off the thief, unable to do anything but moan around him and have him push your head on him more as a result.

you couldn’t see a thing, your vision obscured by a silk blindfold, but you could feel their complete focus on you which made all of your efforts worth it. although they were crazy enough to lock you up and isolate you as punishment, they were too obsessed to go any more than a few hours without you. teaching you a lesson like this was the next best thing, fucking you mercilessly while marking you up with bruises and hickeys of all sorts of intensity. it isn’t really a good form of discipline since you enjoy it too much like the little attention whore you are, but the way they manhandle you and treat you like a toy certainly feels like it.

the roughness mixed with the pleasure has beads of tears forming at the corners of your eyes, choking on alban cock every time sonny thrusts into your cunt and feeling your chest start to ache with how much your tits bounce with every push. he always manages to fill you up so perfectly every time, dragging his cock against your gummy walls then assaulting your sweet spot with every snap of his hips and making your vision spark every time even though all you could see was darkness.

the brunette isn’t as firm with you as the blonde, more sloppy with his movements and prone to wavering in his resolve to fix your bratty attitude in favor of getting himself off first. he tugs on your hair so hard that it almost stings when he used your head like a living fleshlight while you suck him off, unable to control his hips when your tongue feels so heavenly along his length. it doesn’t take long for him to reach his peak, cumming with an erotic gasp while your mouth quickly filled with the hot and bitter-tasting substance. you tried to spit it out as a show of defiance, but when he pulled on your locks more harshly with the force of threat behind his actions, you reluctantly let him win and swallowed it.

however, the officer wasn’t done with you yet, holding your legs wide open for him and still pounding into you like there was no tomorrow. the training from his occupation was making itself known with his insane stamina, but you weren’t even close to reaching your climax either. he only stopped whenever you were showing the signs that you were close, smiling almost wickedly when he hears you whine in response. it wouldn’t be a proper punishment if you got to cum before they did, now would it?

fortunately for you, he was coming near with his pace beginning to slow and becoming less punctual. his grip on your thighs tightened and you heard him grunt, rutting into you a few more times before painting your insides white and leaving you sticky and full. he reached over to pull of the blindfold and pinched your cheeks, asking you if you’ve learned your lesson yet on not to flirt with other men and making them jealous just for the sake of it.

as expected, you stubbornly shook your head and complained that you didn’t do anything wrong. all the two men could do was sigh, knowing that they may need to take more drastic measure to get an apology out of you… maybe tying you up with some red rope and edging you with a vibrating wand on your clit would be enough to have you crying and begging for mercy…

#GIRL DINNER 🥰🥰🥰#Meow #📜. her works #sonny brisko x reader #alban knox #sonny brisko #sonny brisko smut #alban knox x reader #noctyx x reader #alban knox smut #nijisanji smut #nijisanji #nijisanji x reader #nocytx #noctyx smut

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HEY YOU! YES YOU! check out vain ch. Ot's literally luca but thiccer

I LITERALLY KNOW VAIN

HOW DARE U THINK I DONT KNOW VAIN

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⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ ACE OF SPADES

synopsis. ⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ your first date with rich boy aventurine is more fun than you initially expected, who knows where things will go from there // ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ ♡

cw. fluff, slightly suggestive, rich boy au, reader wears a dress, flirty aventurine, a/n. this will have a part two if you can't tell, fem! reader ♡

you turn your face to the left and let your visual perception take in the luxurious casino you've been invited in— undeniably, your first reaction was dedicated to the chimes of whistles of various slot machines announcing wins and losses, in combined action with racketing noises of their shafts being pulled.

your jaw parts and your eyes grow, it felt surreal to stand here with an expensive dress hugging your body tight, a small gift from your date, nothing more, nothing less. rich boy aventurine slowly slides his palm over the back of your hand to lure your thoughts back to himself as he intertwines his fingers with your own.

you stiffen, it didn't take a genius to notice that you were slightly nervous about your first date with the infamous gambler. if only he would've picked a better place to get to know each other— alas, in a way it was exactly what you've expected.

well yes, aventurine choose the probably, most unromantic spot for a first date— but, you got a dress as a gift, together with an embellished necklace and a free entry to a luxurious, private casino.

so, did you really mind? hmm, not really. in fact, it was quite unique and exciting to be here, you also felt safe by his side, and especially intrigued to get to know more about his, quote on quote, playground.

men, or how people called them here; high rollers in pretentious suits, glide like sharks over the soft tumble of the dice. it's all very crowded and distracting, needless to say it was interesting to witness, but you notice how your heart was thumping faster, that's when you began to feel yourself getting difficulties to breathe evenly.

snugly pressed against aventurine, you walk past the shrill murmur of crowds and bells of roulette wheels as the gambler spins you towards his chest, his hand carrying on to hold yours gently, "are you okay? you look a little nervous," he says nonchalantly, although his handsome voice told you a different story, an affectionate perception, "our table is right there, we can take a seat and talk if you want. "

your gaze slowly shifts to where aventurine was pointing his head towards as you look at a large table right next to the exclusive sight of exquisite gold and silver fountains and statuaries. this must've cost a fortune, you were certain that this area alone was the most breathtaking one.

you awkwardly glare up at him, your breathing picking up on tempo, "of course, but..." your last note was drawn out as aventurine cocks a curious brow at you, "would it be okay to excuse myself for a bit?"

you continue shortly, fists balled, "it's a little stuffy here, you see, i'd love to take some fresh air without bothering you about it,"

in all honesty, the air was, well, utterly despicable. the lofty mixture of overpriced cologne and sweat penetrated your nostrils to the point where it began to ache and scratch your brain.

despite the fact that everything was overwhelming in its entirety.

being embarrassed by your human reactions might be an imprecise wording and false emotion to feel, you shouldn't feel bad about this. although you felt awkward and uneasy to ask aventurine if you could take a swift breather outside.

what if he found you to be boring now? or even worse, ungrateful when it was him who made it possible for you to see something like this in the first place.

a high class casino that could never be visited by the ordinary.

he looks at you through his glasses and you could swear his eyes had a mellow glow, a tender glimmer of serenity as his lips carve into a handsome smile, "oh of course, lets go right away so you won't get nauseous," he utters out, his stomach sitting heavy with lead and eagerness to look out for you.

you freeze for a second, "uh, wait, i really don't want to ruin this night for you," and sigh, letting your gaze wander around everywhere but his direction before tapping out a nervous rhythm against the soft marble on the floor.

all aventurine does was laugh airily, "you're adorable,"

"you're not ruining anything, in fact, you really couldn't, even if you tried,"

ugh, everything about you is just so pretty, you're sweet and angelic and he's glad he's bought this dress for you, it fits you like a second skin— aventurine takes note of your beauty, he stores it into the most important places in his brain so he could dream about you later.

memorize how this dress looks on you. closer and closer.

"but here, take my jacket, okay? it's rather cold," he flips his jacket down his shoulders before draping it over your own before suddenly closing the distance from his lips to your ear— silent, there's a voice next to your skin, it's deep, handsome and smoking hot. barely above an octave as it holds a teasing verge to it, "i wouldn't want you to catch a cold, yeah?"

you hum in agreement as you rest your hands above his clothed chest, butterflies storm through your belly and settle heavily inside as aventurine wraps one arm around your waist, his breath wafting around your lovely lips.

you felt the need to kiss him, and so did he, feel the same towards you. for a moment, you two linger feeling each others warmth a little longer, relishing in your precious attempts to getting to know each other better. it's slightly awkward, you could tell that aventurine noticed how your eyes were fighting the urge to keep admiring him.

yet, he's not complaining— he could never, not when you're so cute, and your touch on him was consistently warm, your trace firm but confident, content and safe.

he hopes you will enjoy yourself tonight, and maybe, only maybe, you will invite him over to your place later.

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