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eyes on me (m)

synopsis. look at him, only him, especially when he’s fucking you dumb.
warnings. êxplïcït sěx, döm!töjï, fèm!réàdèr, däddy kïnk, MÄTŪRE THÊMÊS, cússïng, prâïsê kïnk, röügh s-x, möänïng, gröǎnïng, ünprötêctêd s-x, bïtïng, yändêrê töjï, [wräp ït bêförě yöu täp ït], b-lly bǔlgè.
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Oh you look so erotic like this.
You’re both so sweaty, you’re crying, he’s smirking, going so fast, hammering into your heat, Toji can’t stop looking at you at all.
You’re so shy despite literally drooling in his cock but you’re just so adorable- hiding your face away in his neck, whimpering like a kitten in the cold while he’s buried deep inside you.
Your nails are digging so deep into his naked back, your breathy moans are like music to him, and he’s already about to cum as he feels your walls clench tighter around him.
“Gonna cum, my pretty slut?” He asks you so tenderly, pressing butterfly kisses into your messed up hair, Toji hisses a little when you dig your nails deeper but the pain only makes his dick harder.
So he doesn’t waste a second to pick up his already fast pace, he knows you’re about to cum because you always get so quite, too lost in the pleasure to respond or comprehend anything around you.
He is fucking you dumb on his cock.
And he’s doing exactly that right now too. “Come on pretty baby speak up.” Toji whispers in a sultry voice in your ear and he doesn’t miss the way goosebumps appear on your skin, and the sight makes him smile.
Because your shoulder and neck are filled with his bite marks, “yn..” he calls out your name once again, panting alot, he’s made sure to make you cum at least two times.
Because you are his princess, you may be a little bratty but he loves you so much, Tojis hips are grinding into the air and he’s got you safe in his arms, your cunt is so hot around him, he feels like he’ll burst, just then you finally lift your head up and that makes him so happy because he can see your pretty eyes.
Toji is kissing you up from the valley of your breasts, his lips all over them, you’re so soft and so pretty.
“w-wanna cum, daddy.” You whimper, and he coos, pulling you for a rough sloppy kiss, his teeth nibble on the meat of your lower lip.
He’s about to cum too.
“S-So fuckin pretty.” He groans, It’s his turn to bury his face into your shoulder, he’s enjoying the lewd sounds that’s echoing through out your large bedroom, he’s missed you so much.
His biceps flex as he’s fucking you like his life depends on it, maybe because he wants you to get so addicted to him.
“O-Oh daddy… feels so good- ah.” Youre hugging him tightly. Toji feels so calm when his body is into yours, it’s so intimate yet calming.
“You fuck me ‘so good.” Your praise actually has his head spinning so now he’s literally bullying his dick into your pussy, crying out curses and what not.
He loves you so much.
He knows he’s got a very filthy mouth but he knows you love it so much, because it’s not long before you’re literally creaming in his cock, crying with literal tears, moaning in pleasure.
Your shy self is long gone and you’re a loud moaning mess.
You sound like a slut- his favorite slut.
“Noooo baby come on- look into daddy’s eyes.” He is forcing your head up again before you can hide again and his large fingers hold your face up so you’re looking straight into his eyes.
Your eyes are the best thing about you.
He smirks when he spots your belly bulge, you take him so well every time.
Your body is made for him.
“Eyes on me so daddy c-can cum, baby.”
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GOJO SATORU: HUNGRY FOR MORE
.ೃ࿐ serial killer!gojo x detective!reader: fucking the serial killer you're supposed to be arresting might be the best (or worst) decision you've ever made.
contents: fem!reader. porn with plot, dubcon, public sex (in an alley), p –> v, orgasm denial, fingering, he cums inside, unprotected sex, degradation, praise, lil' bit of dumbification, hair pulling, squirting, dirty talk, manipulation/coercion, mentions of murder (he's a serial killer what did u expect), non-sexual mentions/usage of guns, probably more. 3k words.
author's note: wrote this instead of writing my research paper and studying for my math final. if this flops i will actually become the serial killer /j. anywaysss tagging @satoruhour @screampied @satorena.. and yes, the "season 2 coming soon" in the banner means something ;)

“looks like your little killing spree’s gonna have to come to an end,” you muse, crossing your arms and cocking an eyebrow at the man across from you. he grins back at you, and it’s almost unsettling—he looks a little too smug for a killer who’s just been caught.
“i don’t think so, sweetheart,” the man responds dryly, leaning back against the alley wall, features relaxed and at ease. he—satoru gojo—has been your target for a couple weeks, and now that you’ve finally cornered him, you find yourself feeling a little… unfulfilled. usually, when you caught criminals, they begged for mercy and showed a little more emotion than what satoru’s shown so far.
also, the criminals usually weren’t this good-looking.
you maintain eye contact with satoru while you carefully reach into your coat’s pocket, withdrawing your phone and unlocking it. unexpectedly, satoru doesn’t make any move to stop you from dialing the number to your boss, instead smiling coyly as you do so.
“so, you’re one of those guys who don’t care what happens to them?” you ask, tilting your head as you hold the phone to your ear. satoru shrugs and his grin only widens the longer your phone rings. ten seconds pass before your phone tells you that the number you dialed is currently busy, and satoru’s muffled laughter becomes unbearably suspicious. you narrow your eyes and involuntarily take a step back. “what’s with the smile?”
satoru scoffs and dips his head, pushing himself off the wall and taking a step towards you. “y’know, you’re rather brave, comin’ out to catch a serial killer all by yourself. and in the middle of the night, too.” he stops advancing when he sees you pull a gun out of your pocket and hold it up threateningly, a look of warning in your eyes. “okay, okay, relax. i’m not gonna do anything to your pretty face.”
“what did you do?” you ask suspiciously. satoru widens his eyes in mock disbelief, as if he’s completely and utterly shocked that you’d ever accuse him of anything.
“besides the fifteen separate counts of murder? not much, really.”
“i’m not an idiot,” you snap, cocking the gun and aiming it at his head. “you’re not the one in control here, satoru gojo. spit it out before i put a bullet through your skull.”
satoru laughs and holds his hands up in surrender. “fiesty, aren’t we? it’s alright, i like my girls with a little fire in them.” he tilts his head to the side and looks you up and down, eyes lingering on parts of you that suddenly make you feel naked, despite the coat covering most of your figure. “put down the gun, sweetheart, then we can talk.”
you wait a second, scanning satoru’s overly relaxed face before cautiously lowering the gun. “what are you hiding?” you ask again, eyes hardening.
“a lot of things. but i think you’re talking about what i did to your boss, right?”
“you have five seconds before i shoot you.”
satoru makes a face and then rolls his eyes dramatically. “fine, since you’re bein’ so pushy about it. i killed him, obviously. you’re a smart girl, shouldn’t you have figured that out by now?” when you don’t immediately answer, satoru sighs and shakes his head. “and here i thought that the girl who’d been tailing me for the past week would have a little sense in that pretty head of hers. looks like i was wrong.”
“shut it,” you snap again, re-dialing the number and letting your phone ring for fifteen seconds. when nobody picks up, you internally curse and think about what to do next. dialing 911 would be worth a try, but the look in satoru’s ice-blue eyes makes you think otherwise. despite the gun in your hand, something about him makes you entirely certain that he could overpower you, even if you landed a shot on him. and even if you just shot him right now, he’s been shown in the past to be able to function fine with a bullet through his chest. that’s how two of your subordinates lost their lives to him—by underestimating your city’s notorious killer.
so you decide to bide your time.
“ran out of options?” satoru asks smugly. he raises an eyebrow when you slide your phone back into your pocket and exhales a laugh. “you gonna wait for a big, strong man to rescue you? ‘cause i’m right here, honey, and i could be your savior.”
“that was actually the shittiest line i’ve ever heard,” you scoff, rolling your eyes at the self-satisfied look on his face. “are you seriously proud of that one?”
“well, it worked.”
he pushes himself off the alley wall and towards you so fast that you hardly even have time to process it, and before you know it, you’re the one pressed to a wall with a gun to the side of your head. satoru’s other hand grabs both your wrists and pins them above your head, and his face is close enough to the point where you can feel his breath—which is unexpectedly minty—on your cheeks as he grins down at you. “you really think i’d use a line as shitty as that if i didn’t know it’d make you lower your guard? tch, you really shoulda known better.”
you use every curse word you’ve ever heard in that moment and grit your teeth, rapidly thinking through all the possible ways you could get out of this situation, but nothing comes to mind. you’re quite literally stuck in between a rock and a hard place, with a gun pressed to your head and with your limbs out of commission.
satoru clicks his tongue and widens his eyes at you, leaning in closer. his lips are uncomfortably close to your own as he traces the gun down the side of your face, cold metal brushing against your heated skin. “not gonna fight back? that’s no fun.”
“the fuck you want me to do?” you snap irritably, glaring up at him and curling your hands into fists. satoru tightens his grip on your wrists and cooes a sarcastic apology to you, taking his time looking you up and down again. if you didn’t value your life, you probably would’ve said worse, but seeing as you were the only person in this ridiculously isolated alley, it wouldn’t be worth much.
“i dunno. didn’t that detective academy or whatever teach you anything?”
you roll your eyes again, and somewhere in the back of your mind, you consider the possibility of your eyes getting permanently stuck in the back of your head just because of him. “y’know, you’re not giving me a whole lot of options.”
satoru laughs. “if i did, that’d defeat the whole purpose, wouldn’t it?”
at this point, death would be preferable to hearing his idiot talk any longer.
“so, i’m gonna be the one asking the questions from now on,” satoru continues, clicking his tongue disapprovingly when you scowl. “if you behave, i won’t hurt you that badly, ‘kay? keep that in mind.”
“thought you liked your girls feisty.”
“oh, that’s true,” satoru muses thoughtfully. “yeah, never mind, you can be a little bratty. i need a reason to fuck you stupid anyways,” he grins after a moment of consideration.
“what the fuck?”
“you heard me, sweetheart,” satoru cooes, feeling his pants tighten as he watches your eyes widen. your “tough” demeanor drops for a split second, and satoru can’t help but want to fuck it off again when it returns. your scowl deepens and you frantically think through all your options again, but there isn’t a whole lot you can do at this point.
“if you wanna stay alive, you’ll be a good girl and you won’t scream,” satoru murmurs, leaning in closer and pressing his lips to yours. you grit your teeth and try to shove him away with your shoulder, but it doesn’t do much. satoru smiles against your lips and hums softly, pulling away with an almost affectionate look on his face. it’s so at odds with who he is and what he’s done that you drop your guard again, wanting to believe that he really will keep his promise not to hurt you.
satoru sees the shift in your features and smiles tenderly, all traces of his borderline-sadistic look gone. he studies your face for a moment and kisses the corner of your mouth, letting his lips linger for a second before he pulls away again. “i’m gonna let your hands go now, m’kay?” when he drops your wrists, they fall limply on his shoulders as you warily study him, eyes wide with confusion. it’s jarring, the way he just… changed personalities within the span of a couple seconds. “i’m not gonna hurt you, pretty,” he breathes, dropping the gun and letting it fall to the floor with a loud thwak. “this’ll be a lot more fun for me if you don’t resist, yeah?”
oh, fuck it.
“okay,” you murmur, ignoring every siren going off in your head. you don’t really have any other options, and honestly, nobody was going to walk by and get you out of this sticky situation anytime soon. and satoru was pretty attractive… and you could just arrest him afterwards, right?
as if he read your mind, satoru smiles and promises, “you can handcuff me after i’m done with you. just let me have a little fun one last time, baby.”
yeah, it’d be a stupid decision to believe the sweet-talker towering over you. there’s no way he’s just going to let you drag him off to jail, but there’s a reason he’s stayed out of the grasp of the law for so long. it’s hard to live a life as on-the-edge as being a serial killer, but the reason satoru’s survived for this long is because he knows how to use his words. he knows how to make a person go against every warning in their head, and he knows how to get what he wants.
which, for tonight, includes you.
“you have thirty—no, twenty minutes,” you mumble, knowing damn well that this would be the end of your career as a detective. whether or not you dragged satoru in after all this, you could never continue your work knowing you had sex with the biggest serial killer in the city.
satoru laughs and kisses you again, lips trailing down your face and settling on your neck. “haven’t i already made it clear that i’m the one in control here?” he muses as he slips his hands under your coat and tugs it off. it falls to the cold ground and bunches up around your feet, leaving you in a button-up shirt and flowy, dark pants. “c’mon, let’s get these clothes off you.”
within a minute, the rest of your clothes save for a black lacy pair of undergarments join your coat on the floor, and the chilly nighttime air nips at your skin. “i’m cold,” you mumble, feeling yourself involuntarily tense up everywhere but where satoru’s hands cloak your skin. satoru laughs in response and presses his knee to the spot in between your thighs, and something in you snaps at the point of contact.
“you really are an idiot, aren’t ya,” satoru scoffs, hand sliding down to your waist. his fingers latch on the waistband of your panties and he tugs them down, exposing your already-wet pussy to the cold evening air and his eyes. “lettin’ a serial killer fuck you in a dark alley… what kind of detective does that?” satoru spits on two of his fingers and slips them inside you, instantly groaning when he feels you clench around him. “fuck, you gotta be the tightest pussy i’ve felt in a while,” he mutters, white hair falling into his eyes as he looks down shamelessly. “do you not have sex with other guys?”
“don’t have time,” you swallow what would’ve been an embarrassingly loud moan as his fingers go deeper and deeper. how long are this man’s fucking fingers?
“aw, look at you, you’re so cute,” satoru cooes, smiling down at your scrunched up face. you look back at him through squinted eyes, hips starting to roll against his fingers. it’s true—you really haven’t had time to have sex given your already-insane schedule. it’s almost like you spent more time tracking the man who’s now knuckle-deep inside you than sleeping, but the slutty part of your head tells you that it paid off.
“‘m gonna cum,” you whine pitifully, squirming around satoru’s fingers as he curls them inwards, making you clench around him even tighter. a shiver runs over your body, starting from in between your thighs and spreading all over you as satoru’s fingers move back and forth inside your soaking wet cunt. “g-gojo—”
“call me satoru, baby, and you’re not cumming until i say you can.” with that, satoru withdraws his fingers from your pussy with a pop! and grins at the way you glare at him sullenly. he mockingly pouts and licks his drenched fingers clean, tongue lapping up your essence. “heh, don’t worry, i’ll make you cum more than you knew you could once you’re stuffed with my cock.”
although you’ve determined satoru’s “promises” to be dubious at best, he fufills this one after he’s spread your legs wide open and positioned his cock at your entrance. “this might hurt, baby, but remember, no screaming.” after you nod in acknowledgement, satoru slips his tip in and watches, amused, as you try to close your legs on reflex. “uh uh, keep ‘em nice and wide f’me,” satoru tuts disapprovingly.
and true to his word, it hurts—a dull ache spreads throughout your legs as his dick goes farther and farther inside you, reaching places you hadn’t felt in a long time. satoru’s hands settle somewhere on your waist as he pushes himself deeper, ignoring your gasps and pleas for him to slow down a little. your shaky hands move to his hair and you unwittingly pull on it, somehow eliciting a soft groan from satoru’s lips, and somewhere in the back of your mind you think that of course a serial killer has a hair pulling kink—it just makes sense.
“s-satoru, it won’t fit,” you whisper, feeling satoru hit an especially tight spot in your cunt. even with how wet you are, it just feels like you can’t possibly take any more of him—he might as well be ten feet inside you, given the pain in your hips. but, as expected, satoru only smiles tauntingly down at you and murmurs words of encouragement as he somehow pushes past the barrier and gets all the way in amid your pained whimpers.
“yeah, that’s it, knew you could do it,” satoru says sweetly, voice coated with poisonous honey. now that he’s all the way in, the ache from your waist down starts to fade into pleasure, especially as satoru starts moving himself in and out to get you used to the feeling of his dick. “just like that, pretty girl. jus’ like that.”
soon enough, he sets an unexpectedly harsh pace that makes your back arch off the cold, brick wall behind you, and even as satoru tries to keep up his “cool serial killer” act, you can hear his quivering breaths as he gets close to cumming. “shit, i forgot how fuckin’ good it felt to fuck a cunt this tight—” he mutters through gritted teeth. “‘m gonna cum inside, ‘kay?”
you nod breathlessly, chasing your own pleasure and not actually listening to the words satoru murmurs in your ear. at this point, it didn’t matter—all your pathetic little head could think about was satoru’s dick, and somehow, you forget that he’s a killer when he cums inside you. it’s hot and thick and it almost knocks you over—when was the last time you felt this good, if ever?
the coil in your stomach snaps and you cum with him, nodding along to satoru’s praises on how well you’re taking him. you squirt all over his painfully hard dick and suck in a sharp breath as you do so, body trembling from the force of both of your orgasms.
“see, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” satoru murmurs when you both come down from your highs, stroking your hair almost tenderly. you bob your head in response, face warm and eyes unable to properly focus. he stuffs his fingers back inside your puffy cunt and scoops the cum dripping down your thighs back inside, mumbling something about not letting a single drop go to waste. “who knew the pretty detective i’d had my eye on would be this good to me?” he cooes, grinning snarkily.
satoru’s earlier promise floats through your head and you force yourself to look him in the eye. “y-you said you’d let me arrest you after,” you breathe, back still pressed to the wall as satoru surveys you amusedly.
“oh, sweetheart, you’re in no condition to be giving orders,” satoru says condescendingly, pulling up his pants and grinning at you. his cheeks are still flushed red, but whether that’s from the cold nighttime air or from the heated sex, you don’t quite know. “we should do this again sometime,” he continues conversationally as he picks up your coat for you. despite the fact that you’re still naked and trembling, satoru drapes your coat around your shoulders and helps you button it up.
“but you said—” you protest, but satoru cuts you off with a raised eyebrow.
“you didn’t seriously believe me, did you?” satoru tuts, shaking his head. “i’m a serial killer. i’m not gonna turn myself in just ‘cause of a detective’s pretty pussy, baby. you should’ve known better, doll.” satoru wraps an arm around your limp shoulders and tugs you in for a kiss, lips pressing firmly against your own for a couple seconds before he pulls away with a satisfied smile.
he leaves you with a promise to see you soon.
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Toji version
When I posted a teaser of Sukuna on patr3on (no tattoos, no face), most people thought it was Toji. It was a great idea. 8-)
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CHARM’D • mikasa ackerman



your fiancée gets a new piercing and you decide to have some fun with it.
content + themes: nail tech!mikasa, black fem!reader, y/n is a lash tech, subby mika, her and y/n cracking jokes on each other, overstimulation, pillow humping, use of toys, scissoring, heavy squirting, fingering, bratty mika, gay bestie!armin cameo
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most people would say working with your significant other seems like a great time. Being around the one person you love more then life itself and earning a living at the same time? You couldn’t ask for a better deal. However, it did have its challenging moments..discipline and focus is an important part of anyone’s employment. Regardless of the job but especially when tending to someone’s beauty and esthetic needs, it was imperative to pay attention. Hence why your fiancée despised the fact that you were working alongside her as her new lash tech some days! Granted, she was thrilled to have you around and with an extra service and set of hands around, you guys’ income practically tripled. So it was a pretty sweet deal. However, you didn’t make it easy…in fact, you acted as if giving her a hard time was your actual occupation..
“Are you sure we can’t just fill them in and work around it? C’mon, Mika. You sure you can’t just do your magic?”
“Sweetheart, how long have you been a client of mine? I’m an artist, not a repair woman. Two things I refuse to do is fly coach and work over other people’s fuck ups. Now let’s soak these off so I can give you a fresh set. While you’re waiting, Armin can get you in the shampoo bowl. Since he’s sitting on his skinny ass, doing nothing.”
needless to say, it was never a dull moment! You guys’ hairstylist and resident smartass, Armin Artlert was currently seated in one of the styling chairs, typing away on his phone.
“And don’t forget looking cute. Just blind and grouchy.”
“Whatever. Help her before I suddenly find your replacement.”
it was obvious that the normally laid back nail tech was in rare form this morning. Not so much rude or angry but definitely on edge a little. The shop was a little busy but nothing more than usual for the Sugar and Spice Haus. It was normal for clients to be waiting outside the door so she couldn’t have been frazzled by that. So what exactly had her acting so strange? Perhaps it was a question better answered by the one person who knew her better than anyone else..and who ironically was the root cause of the issue!
“Oh, don’t pay her any attention, y’all. She’s just a little worked up. Isn’t that right, baby?”
just then, a rather gleeful (y/n) would come traipsing from the back of the salon..strapless dress and sandals, holding a caddy full of lash supplies. In return, the only thing you were met with was a decorated middle finger and the roll of dark, doe eyes. Your fiancée was quite the bratty thing when she wanted to be but she was oh so cute….
“Oh shut up. I’m not talking to you right now.”
hence why you took immense pleasure in teasing her among other things..something that began long before the two of you even opened shop this morning..
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flashback: earlier that morning..
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“Oh God!…yes..right there!…”
“Aw, is that your spot, baby? Are you gonna come?”
the high pitch, condescending coo spouting from your lips rang off into the ears of your very whiny and overstimulated fiancée. Who had just been sleep only twenty minutes prior or so it would appear. Because as the two of you awoke for the morning, ready to start another day in the home and salon you shared as not only lovers, but business partners…you were met with a rather pleasant surprise. Faint whimpers and the sight of your precious Mikasa grinding herself against her pillow. Her tits spilling from her tank top; fondled in her palms, hair brushing against the sheets and her panties tugged to the side as her bare slit rubbed profusely against the memory foam material. She had to have been in utter bliss from the sounds erupting from her mouth. Not only that, she looked so sexy..however, you knew it was rather unbecoming of your woman too. Granted, your sex life was anything but mundane and the two of you took any opportunity plausible to fuck, lick or kiss on one another. However, for the past few days or so, she seemed to be evading you. Claiming to be far too exhausted for any sort of sexual activity. She’d shower alone and even halt you if things got too intense. One would think that was indicative of infidelity and that their partner was with someone else. But alas, her dirty little secret came to light and needless to say, you’d return the pent up sexual frustration ten fold!..
“Oh? What’s this?…” she just knew that once you unveiled the truth, you’d never allow her to live it down. And she was correct.
“(Y/N)..baby…fuck me!..”
the truth was, she had snuck behind your back and acquired a clit piercing. More than likely from the same artist who had decorated her skin in the plethora of tattoos she sported. But what she hadn’t counted on was becoming so hypersensitive afterwards. It was one of those things that could go either way, depending on the person. Getting piercings in intimate area could either make you lose all feeling or make you super sensitive to the touch. For poor Mikasa, she was the latter to a fault! You would’ve thought that she would’ve learned her lesson when she got her nipples pierced and they sent her into a frenzy with something as simple as putting on a bra on. But you were more than happy to meet her request..flipping her over onto her back, (y/n) promptly shoved your tongue into her mouth; jaw agape and slack from being on the brink of climax. Her pierced nipples puffy and erect and of course..that adorable little clit; marked with a silver ball and bar going through it. It looked so cute and she looked even more precious..practically begging for you to claim her. Slick surrounded that fat pussy of hers and you just knew she was close.
“Oh you poor thing…you’ve been holding out on me…don’t worry, mama. I’ll take care of you..”
reassuring her with your lips honing on her neck. Tender kisses trailing down her throat and those fingers following suit to her mound. Tracing your digits across her freshly waxed skin, you’d tease around the area, refusing to touch the actual bud. “But first..I need you to do sum’ for me, okay?” So gently cooing to her. At this point, she was desperate so she was at your mercy.
“Yes, baby!..whatever you want..”
crying out as you moved your fingertips lower as well as your mouth, leaving them to hover over her jeweled nipples. Drawing a long trail of saliva along with you in the process. That’s when you’d shove those two opposite fingers between her lips and force her to suckle, drumming up her own spit. “Suck on these f’r me. Get them wet…just like that.” She’d happily comply, knowing that you’d help her reach her peak soon. Whilst she was busy drooling and whining, you’d ease one digit inside of her with your thumb resting on her clit. She looked so helpless and vulnerable..turning you on more and more by the second. Mikasa’s back would raise from the bed as you pushed those digits knuckle deep into her core. You’d feel them suction and tighten around you and continue pressing until they were stained with a sheath of milky white and sticky clear liquid..dripping all down your nails. You kept them short just for special instances like these. So you could pump them in and out her pretty pussy and watch her squirm, yelping for more.
“Ah! Haaaa…oh my god! Right there! Yes…”
“Aw, am I in your spot, baby? Are you gonna come?”
nodding her head profusely; your dormant thumb now tracing circles against her clit and even flicking that piercing for added stimulation. Needless to say, she couldn’t hold back any longer and seconds later, when you finally gave her permission, you’d find your arm, the sheets and anything surrounding you two drenched in her juices. Squirting everywhere..and became inconsolable afterwards. “That’s it!…let it go, let it go for meee..squirt on those fingers.” Encouraging with loud cries ringing out through the bedroom. She was practically convulsing once you withdrew your fingers. Allowing them to drip, you’d dangle them over her lips and allow her to clean them off. “Mmmhm..taste yourself, baby…you look so pretty.”
running a hand along her torso and up to her throat yet again to wrangle her in for a kiss. Haven gotten a taste of her sweet essence, you decided to get your entire fill by finally leaving a trail of pecks leading to her pelvis before tousling your own side of the covers off and climbing on top of her. Without missing a step, you’d part her inked up legs and pin one back whilst intertwining the other with your own. From there, you’d tear off the thin lacy panties she was wearing off and put them to much practical use like gagging her. From there, you’d align your frothing slits and start grinding them against one another. Tugging down your own sports bra; dressed in only a bonnet and having fallen asleep with nothing on your lower half, you had become well aroused on your own from her little escapades. With that, Mika would buck her hips forward and work herself against you; meeting your thrusting with tearful pleas to keep fucking her. “Don’t stop, baby! Please don’t fucking stop…” her voice was cracking but her words very concise and clear. Those perky tits bounced around underneath as she gripped the silk linen underneath your bodies. The smacking of your clammy folds and warmth made for a beautiful chorus of steamy, nasty sounds filling the atmosphere…she wasn’t the only one feeling the pressure either because you soon found yourself nearing an orgasm. “I’m gonna come too, mama…fuck! You feel so good..”
laughing out of pure delirium and pleasure, unable to slow down in fear that you’d come on the spot. Those sticky juices smeared across each of your thick thighs as those lower lips meshed together. Eventually, you’d find yourself leaning down to let your tongues clash as well. “Mmph! I love you…” “I love you too, Mika! Fuck, baby…come for me again..”
just then, she’d follow your order and flail around as another stream of juices exited both of your bodies. Spraying up everything in the vicinity. Rubbing those finger pads against her throbbing bud, (y/n) drummed out more and more until she couldn’t spill another drop. You found yourselves going round for round..drawing out one another’s arousal and all that you had to offer. An hour or so had past; an array of positions from being seated on her face while you ate her out, to riding a double sided dildo…
“Yes, baby! You look so pretty riding that fucking dick..go deeper..”
to finally ended your rather heated session with your fingers intertwined as you played with yourselves. Massaging those clots to your final climatic rushes. Coming down in a powerful high with tears streaming down your faces and squirt pooling down your legs. All in all, it seemed that her little piercing was a success and rather useful investment.. “C’mere..that feel good?..” “..yeah..thank you, baby..so much.” Fucked out and dazed from being overly stimulated. But neither of you regretted a thing..that was until you made another proposal with a deviant glare on your face..reaching over into the dresser, you’d retrieve another device: a controller vibrator. One you planned to utilize on her throughout the work day!
“Hell no, (y/n)! I can’t..”.
but it was too late..you had already placed it inside of her and would be utilizing it until you had your fill. You wanted to see how she fared with her little body modification when you were the one in control..and throughout an entire day of work.
maybe next time she wouldn’t keep such secrets from you!
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𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟑 ‒ 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚
scenario: it has always been malleus's fantasies to fuck you raw in his half dragon form. now that he is in a rut, isn't it the perfect timing to fulfill his wish?
tw: unprotected sex, rough sex, double penetration (mal has 2 cocks), overstimulation, breeding
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"hnngh- mal! ah- right there please!" you moaned, relishing the way malleus is plunging on one of his cocks into your tiny hole. malleus had you laying on your stomach with one hand holding you down by your neck while the other pulls on your leg, making sure that they are spread apart so that he could fuck you properly.
each time malleus fucks himself into you, his other cock rubs onto your clit aggressively. the extra stimulation had you rolling your eyes, your sweet mouth repeatedly calls out to malleus, telling him how good you feel when he fucks you like this. malleus groans, loving the way you call out to him. do you love this particular spot that he is aiming right now? because he absolutely love that high pitch voice that you are making right now.
his black wings covers your entire body, making sure that this sinful sight of you is only reserve for his eyes. wrapping his tail around your other leg, he makes sure to spread your legs even further - as if you aren't already breaking into half - and increases his pace.
it wasn't long before your pussy clamps down onto his cock, hard, before orgasming and spilling your essence all over his cock. he continues to fuck you through your high, prolonging your orgasm even more. you grip onto the bedsheets tightly, letting out a silent scream as you attempt to lift yourself up to get away from his plunging cock. the pleasure was good yes, but you needed to rest awhile from all the stimulation. however, malleus does not care. his firm hold on your neck doesn't allow any room for you to move. you could only mewl under him and take whatever that he gives you.
with his cock still inside, he releases his grip on your legs as he flips you over, letting you face him. it is then you only realized how animalistic he looks. some parts of his arms, body and face were covered in black scales. his nails had turned into black coloured claws. his fangs are prodding on his lips while his green slitted eyes glowing brightly in the dark. his entire figure sparkles a little from the thin coat of sweat covering his body. since he has caged you with his wings, all you could see was malleus staring at you lustfully.
he positioned you in a way that your knees are pressed on your chest - but still displaying your breast in clear view - and your ankles beside your head.
"whatever i do, stay like this and always show your pretty pussy to me."
you felt something prodding at your already opened up hole, and you understood what malleus meant. he is going to shove another of his cock inside you. it's the first time he is fucking you with both of his cocks.
malleus rubs on your clit aggressively, distracting you from the pain as he attempts to sink his other cock inside you.
you started squirming, a little doubtful that it's gonna work. have you seen how big malleus is? taking both of his cocks is almost impossible.
malleus growls at your resistance. he leans forward, using his arm to press onto the back of your knees to keep you still while his tail wraps around your body.
with each inch cruelly sinking into you, you started crying, telling malleus that you can't take it.
"it hurts! too big!"
"you can do it, my love."
when he finally bottoms out, he starts moving his hips, fucking you with both of his cocks. your poor little hole was stretched so wide to accommodate malleus inside you. it was painful, but it felt so good that you started screaming his name. you gripped onto his horns tightly, feeling both of your bodies jolting upwards whenever he snaps his hips forward to meet yours.
"im- im com-coming again!"
"me too, love"
with that, both of you came together, painting each other with your essence. malleus's cocks pulses inside you, releasing his royal seed inside you. perhaps it's because he is a dragon, with both of his cocks coming, it was so much that it started leaking out of your hole.
malleus tsked, scooping up his cum and pushing it back inside you; as if you aren't already stretched wide and full. he slowly thrust his cum back inside you, wanting all of them to be embedded deep inside you.
while he was doing that, your mind had already gone blank. malleus had officially fucked you dumb on his cocks. his stamina is insanely crazy, and it very much seems like he can go for another round.
"my love, can you feel how deep my cocks are? can your hear how wet your cunt sounds and how im sliding both of my cocks at ease inside you? this cunt is mine, it's made to fit me inside. hm? why are you looking at me like that? you are my mate, of course it will fit."
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— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙍𝘼𝙂𝙊𝙉'𝙎 𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝘿
Synopsis: The dragons have decided to stake their claim on you by making you the mother of their children. They take turns to lay their eggs in you.
Characters involved(NOT separated): Malleus (TWST) x Zhongli (Genshin) x Neuvillette (Genshin) x DanHeng (HSR) x DanFeng (HSR) x Fem reader
C/W: Poly relationship, dark content, SMUT (spicy level -99), oviposition, knotting, masturbation, creampie, blowjob
A/N: I wanna write more oviposition for every dragon ppl but it's too time consuming. So i said fuck it and make them all in one shot. I badly wanted to include Danfeng so hehehehhehehehehhee also, it's short.
DO NOT READ / DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUCH CONTENT! I WILL BLOCK YOU IF YOU MAKE ANY NEGATIVE COMMENTS (esp when I already stated the warnings) minors go away please.
"Is she okay?" Zhongli murmurs, placing his forefinger on his chin, tilting his head slightly while staring at your fucked out expression. He was confused why you were staring up at the ceiling with your mouth open wide, as if his rock hard dick wasn't nestled inside your pussy. "She will be fine, Im going to give her a treat." Danfeng taps his dick lightly on your lips, and you obediently took his whole length inside your mouth, sucking it like an ice cream popsicle.
"If she can still suck you off like that, I guess she is fine." Malleus groans, the sight of another man fucking your throat while your pussy greedily sucking onto a dragon's dick was so hot, he fist onto his dick faster, feeling himself climax as his cum starts spurting out. He aims it at your body, wanting to paint you in white by the end of this session.
You didn't know how you got into this situation, but somehow your dragon boyfriends have decided to come into an agreement to claim you properly, in a dragon way. And really, what are dragons famous for? Laying eggs inside their non dragon partner! And now, you find yourself laying on your shared bed naked along with your boyfriends. Zhongli is currently the one egging you while you were giving Danfeng a blowjob. DanHeng, Malleus and Neuvillette were busy masturbating themself, waiting for their turn to fuck you.
"Hnnngh, ah-" Your body shakes, feeling Zhongli's dick getting bigger and bigger inside while something small and hard was pushing through your vaginal walls, and into your womb. You tried moving away, but find yourself unable to do so... it's almost as if you had become one with Zhongli!
"Sweetie, are you trying to move away from Zhongli?" Neuvillette whispers into your ear, feeling a little bad for your situation. "He is knotting you right now, that's why he feels big. It's to prevent the female from escaping while we lay our eggs inside you. Bear with us, alright?" Neuvillette kisses your cheek, and you watch as he starts creaming around his hand while you swallowed down the cum that Danfeng had dumped in you.
"Im done, Danheng, you are next." The archon finally pulls out, and you whined at the loss but was quickly replaced with Danheng's thick and slender girth. "Im sorry Y/N, I'll make it haah quick." Danheng apologises, also feeling a little bad. But can he really make it quick when your walls are squeezing so unbelievably tight around him? Now he knows why Zhongli was taking his time to egg you. Neuvillette switches position with Danfeng, deep throating you with his cum coated dick. You gave him kitten licks on his girth, using your small hands to fondle on his balls while Neuvillette throws his head, once again groaning while he cums down your throat.
"Mhmmm, let me try this on her." Malleus interjects, latching his lips onto your nipples while he sucks onto them like how you would do to Neuvillette's dick. "Holy shit, she just came-" Danheng gasped, feeling your pussy milk around his cock. He was trying to be quick and push his egg in faster, but the sheer tightness and warmth around his dick had his head spinning and heart beat accelerating into madness. Your pussy feels like a personal cocksleeve.
You were sure that your back is going to break with how much you are arching them off, your moans were all swallowed down by Neuvillette's dick, drools leaking down from the side of your mouth since the man refuses to give you a break. You look at Zhongli and Danfeng who were busy masturbating themselves at the sight of your dishevelled state, seemingly cumming whenever they see your belly getting larger and larger with their eggs.
So spread your legs wider and open your mouth bigger. Your dragon boyfriends desperately wants to see your womb filled to the brim with their eggs.
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Yandere Head Canons:
My Purpose
Mad Scientist Husband x Reader x Yandere Clone

Now your husband, Dorian Goodman, truly believed he was doing you a favor with his newest creation… or should he say creations? He felt like a horrible husband by being away from you for long hours but he was allergic to pet dandruff so that was out of the equation… so why not clean himself? That way you wouldn’t be lonely! He only had his genius to blame for the horror he inflicted on you from this…
So imagine waking up to see your husband laying beside you in the bed still? His arms felt colder than normal and he smelled like preservatives… something was off but you couldn’t put your finger on it… his black hair was still long and beautiful just like his dark lashes. But something in your gut told you this wasn’t him.
And that’s when the figure beside you wakes up and gives you a bright smile. “I’m Dee. I’m your husband’s clone to keep you company while he’s away.”
You never shot up from the bed so fast to call your husband. You were extremely upset with him for creating a replica of himself rather than spend time with you himself… the nerve!
But your husband reassured you it was fine. That Dee was essentially him in every single way and that Dee could be your companion. He brushed off your concerns on this being cheating since Dee was a complete biological copy of Dorian himself but Dee could be deactivated by Dorian’s voice… it frustrated you. Why couldn’t he just leave his silly inventions behind and just spend time with his own spouse once and awhile? You were so lonely in this mansion…
But you didn’t take your frustration out on Dee. The poor clone was as clueless as you but he insisted he was created to serve you. Dee’s purpose was to take care of your needs
Dee would clean around the house and do the yard work. He was the complete opposite of the stoic Dorian. He felt more like a real human being than your own husband… minus how abnormally cold he was. He didn’t talk much but he was there. You started to grow attached to him
You spent a lot of time with Dee. He’d cover you with a blanket if you sat in your reading nook to read, he’d brew you your favorite coffee/tea, and he’d rub your shoulders. You constantly had to tell Dee that it was okay. That he didn’t have to be at your every beck and call but he would always say, “you’re my purpose.”
And Dee took notice of your sexual frustration when he peaked in on you touching yourself in the privacy of the bathroom within the glass shower walls. Curiosity began to settle in him. The cute whimpers and cries from your lips stirred something within him and he pushed the door open
You nearly screamed when Dee entered the bathroom, the only place he wasn’t beside you. But what shocked you more was the large erection in his gray joggers. It seemed he was more human than you thought and you were aching for something inside of you…
You let Dee have his way with you. He truly was a copy of your husband from how much he stretched you. Dee felt so good. He was so big and he was so strong. And he oddly smelled like your husband now… like clean linen and citrus. It was comforting and sexy. It was like Dorian was with your right now. Like Dorian was inside of you.
And in your passion it spilled from your lips once your orgasm rocked through you. Three little words that changed Dee forever, “I love you.” Dee held you while he rode you through your orgasm until his finally came. His strong arms held you up and his cheeks were filled with color. You loved him. You loved him. Dee didn’t want to ever be deactivated. Des wanted to be with you.
Dee would big spoon you every night. His large body pressed as close to yours as physically possible. There was a change in him. He was starting to become warm. Warm like a furnace. It was strange…. Dee became more and more human as the days turned to months. Your texts to your real husband became less and less but he probably didn’t even notice since he was busy with his inventions.
Dee would make you breakfast every morning and have his face between your legs to please you while you ate. Breakfast and sex became the norm for you and him. It felt so wonderful to feel wanted again. And every time, Dee begged you to tell him how you loved him. He would do anything to you to hear those words. Anything.
A shame you started to neglect your real husband. Dorian was shocked to see you folded up in a pretzel in your bed while Dee slammed into you like a mad man. This wasn’t what the clone was built for. He wasn’t built to fuck you. What the hell?
And that’s when Dee gave him a smirk. It was like looking in a mirror except there was something terrifying behind those ice blue eyes. Something sinister and Dorian didn’t like it at all. Dorian needed to get rid of Dee quickly… Dorian gave Dee one last look before he walked out of the room before you noticed
Dee kissed your head as he tucked you in. “I’m going to go get some water, okay?”
Dorian waited in the kitchen for Dee to come to him and the clone did. Dorian and him stared at each other for a few minutes before Dorian sighed.
“Deactivate.” Dorian told Dee but the clone remained standing there menacingly rather than deactivating like he was supposed to. “I said deactivate-“
And that’s when Dee launched himself toward Dorian and began to strangle him. His ice blue eyes filled with glee as the color slowly drained from Dorian’s face. An evil smirk on his face.
“It’s my purpose to make (your name) happy and there not happy with you so you can’t deactivate me anymore.” Dee whispered in Dorian’s ear. “They don’t love you. They love me.”
Dee ended up burying Dorian in the backyard before you woke up. He didn’t want you to be sad about your old husband any longer….
Dee slipped the ring he took off Dorian’s finger onto his. The shiny gold band now proudly on display. A smile on his face. Your real husband was with you now and he’d make you happy.
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𑄽୧ cow hybrid with geto 𔓘 ᰍ
kinktober day 17: fill me up with milk!!!
✿ farmer!geto suguru x cow hybrid!reader
✿ warnings: lactating, reader has cow ears and tail, titties play, clit play, breastfeeding
You can feel someone's eyes watching you as you snuggle against the wall. It's your first day at a new farm, and you can't help but feel shy and embarrassed. Not to mention the fact that you're still in your old, ugly clothes. Your eyes flex when you hear footsteps coming your way. Your eyes lock with a young farmer, and your heart skips a beat.
"Hello, sweetheart," he says, crouching down at a good distance from you. he wears a sweet smile, but you're still unsure what to think about him. He's wearing a button-up that he leaves surprisingly unbuttoned, and his hair is in a bun. You've never met a farmer this young.
Your previous owner was an older man. Your whole family lived under his care, and you couldn't complain, he was a good man. But unfortunately for you, he focused his business on horses. And when your siblings were born, you as an older cow, had to be sold to a different farm.
"I'm your caretaker Suguru." The man introduces himself, and you nod at him to show him you acknowledge him.
"I have new clothes for me," he tells you, and you finally notice the basket next to him. It's full of blankets and clothing designed just for you. He pulls a few garments out of the basket, reaching his hand to give them to you. You look at the clothing, and you notice that it's beautiful, but you find the man more beautiful than everything in the world.
The days go by, and you and Geto start to get closer. You wait for him every day to come and milk you, and he never misses, except for one day.
"Oh, you poor thing, did I forget about you?" he coos, your eyes filling with tears. He forgot to milk you yesterday, and you were filled to the brim. Your boobs hurt like with all the milk stored inside. You feel betrayed, you thought you were his favorite
"Come here, sweetheart," he says, stretching his arms for you to lay in them. You shake your head, giving him the angriest face you can master. He chuckles, pulling you closer to his body. He kisses the top of your head, wrapping his arms around you.
"I hope you know you're my favorite." his praise means nothing and everything to you at the same time. You've become attached to Geto, but you can't stand to see him give attention to other people. You thought that maybe he likes you more than a cattle he has to milk. In the end, you're not so different from normal humans, you have a pair of ears and a tail, and you have to be milked.
"I'm tired of you treating me like a cattle," you tell him, his eyes widening.
"I never meant to" he wants to apologize, but you cut him off, "but you did."
"Do you want me to treat you like a human?" he asks angrily, his eyes darkening. You look him straight in the eyes before sticking your tongue at him.
"That's it," he growls, ripping the soft white dress off your body. Your boobs fall out, milk already dripping from your nipple. He manhandles you until you are on his lap. Geto takes one of your boobs in his hand and squeezes, milk spraying everywhere. His mouth latches on your boob, and he sucks. Your eyes go wide, not expecting him do to something so vulgar. He milks you by his mouth, some of the milk dripping down his chin. You feel your panties get wetter and wetter every second. You always get needy when he milks you, but he usually uses machines. This is the first time he used his mouth. His mouth feels so much better than those machines, even though he's being mean to your boobs, biting them as he sucks. It's still better than machines that almost pierce your boobs every time they touch you.
"Geto, I need you." you moan, relaxing into Suguru's body. You feel him smirk around your nipple before his hand travels down your body to your pussy. He touches it with his fingertips softly, laughing when he sees that you're absolutely soaked.
"So wet already," he says, kissing you on the cheek. You turn red instantly, this is exactly what you wanted. Now he's treating you like a human girl.
he puts his fingers on your clit, rubbing it gently. You have never had another person touch you before, and somebody else's touch feels so foreign but so good. he doesn't dare to touch you differently, he just rubs your clit while still sucking on your boobs.
The weight in your boob soon becomes lighter, and he moves to the next one.
"you dirty girl," he says, his hand slapping your pussy. You yelp, whining in Geto's arms. He can feel you're close, but he also wants to milk you dry before you cum. Your hips buck to meet his hand, but he smacks your pussy down.
"Don't dare to cum." he says as he sucks harder on your boobs. There's not much left, and as much as he wants to savor the taste, he knows you want to cum.
He pops his mouth off your breast, some of her liquid leaking down between your bodies. He applies more pressure with his fingers on your clit, making you arch your back against his chest.
"Are you gonna cum?" he asks, rubbing you harder. You nod your head, knowing it won't take long before you cum.
"Come here, sweetheart." he turns your head, kissing you right on your lips. Wind knocks out of your lungs as you cum with Geto's lips still pressed against you. Your body trashes against geto.
"Good girl." he praises you as he throws some blanket around your body, the dress he tore away from you being unwearable.
"Don't ever think that you're not my favorite. I couldn't ask for a better cowgirl than you."
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⌗︙・geto showing gojo how you taste ⸜⸜・
"he told me you'll be good." gojo pouts, his eyes trying to look at suguru for comfort. geto promised him that he can taste your pussy. he's good best friend after all and they share everything... except geto's girlfriend.
"come on, just a little taste test." suguru baby talks you. it's embarrassing now after he promised satoru that he can eat you out.
"fine." you roll your eyes at them and satoru wastes no time getting in between your legs. hr peels your underwear to the side, his tongue kitten licking your clit. he shoots you a sly smile before licking a stripe to your opening to gather your juices on his tongue.
he smacks his tongue as he tastes your juices in his mouth.
"she's sweeter than i thought." he tells suguru.
"i told you she's sweet." geto says. you look at both of them with a confused look. that's it? he barely touched your clit.
"she looks like she wants more." satoru winks at geto, making your cheeks turn red. he kneels in between your thighs again, his finger just grazing your clit.
"you can taste her while i lick her clit." suguru basically shoves satoru to the side. they both get in between your legs and you almost faint.
having two gorgeous men in between your thighs was never something you would imagine to happen. gojo laps happily on your juices while geto stimulates your clit.
"are you gonna cum for us, pretty girl? cum and you can take both of us in that pretty pussy."
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The Stranger
Paring: joel miller x f!reader
Rating: Explicit 18+ only.
Summary: You and a certain stranger are hurled away to somewhere else within the QZ, where you both are required to perform a very particular task…
Post outbreak. Takes place during TLOU 1.
Warnings: non con, reader and Joel don’t want it (at first), dub-con, smut, P in V, unprotected sex, cum, cumshot, big dick, orgasm, dirty talk, pet names, fingering, spanking (once), slapping (once), implied rape, voyeurism (including masturbation), smoking, hands tied (before and after act), vision obscured (before and after act), video recording, sex tape, fear, violence, shame, guilt, kidnap, age gap 20 + years. Joel is mid 50’s. I think I’ve covered everything? No use of Y/N.
Word count: 4.1k
A/N: A dirty one shot that has been living in my brain. What if you’re forced to, but you’re touch starved, and both enjoy it?
The small sack scratched against your face as it was ripped off your head. You gasped in the cooler air as you squinted, eyes adjusting to the dimly lit room.
The guards had told you nothing other than you need to be taken in for “questioning”. You had no idea what was going on, had always ensured you kept to yourself and tried to stay away from any trouble that you could foresee.
What you did know was obvious, you knew that the guards were hardly on the straight and narrow themselves, so you were terrified as they hurled you away.
They had laughed and mocked you as you begged for them to tell you what you had done wrong. Your pleas were then met with silence as they dragged you blindly through the QZ, stumbling, ties cutting cruelly into your wrists, to finally end up here.
You had no clue where “here” was.
On a quick glance you noted a singular yellow bulb that illuminated the seemingly empty room, save for a desk that had no chair, which sat isolated in the middle of the space. Taking in your surroundings you observed the room was small, damp, and windowless with old paint peeling from the bare walls.
Your wrists throbbed as your bindings were cut, and you caressed the sore skin there as you caught sight of another figure standing in corner of the space, they were then roughly manoeuvred into the centre of the room by another guard, and you saw that it was a man.
You quickly assessed him. He was older, with greying hair and a beard. He looked vaguely familiar to you. You exchanged a confused look toward each other while looking around at the two guards in the room. The both of you quickly and desperately trying to figure out the situation, while one of men retreated backwards to the darker edge of the room, his gun pointed and ready.
The other guard who had freed your hands placed his weapon in its holster before lighting a cigarette, he took a long drag before exhaling the smoke into your faces, your eyes stung as he started to circle you both.
Trying to control your breathing, you chanced a nervous glance to the older man beside you, his jaw was set as he watched the guard take slow and calculated steps around you.
Leisurely he then raised the cigarette to his lips and took another drag before he spoke to you both.
“You two try anything and my friend over there pops one right between both your eyes, do y’hear me?” You nodded in a panic while the stranger beside you scowled silently at the man.
It happened too quickly for you to avoid it.
The guard’s slap had you stumbling back as your head hurled to the side. Ears ringing as tears lined your vision in response to the sharp and harsh pain. The stranger made a move towards him but stopped when he heard the click of the other guard’s gun.
“I asked you a question old man. If you ain’t gonna answer then she-“ he motioned towards you with his cigarette, “will suffer the consequences. Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?”
You panted as you hand cupped your face, doing nothing to ease the sting. The man’s fists were tight against his sides while he glared, eyes black.
“Yes”. His voice was deep, accent southern.
“Thereeee you go, he does speak” the guard taunted. He motioned around the room then with the hand that held his cigarette, smoke billowing in the air. His tone was sarcastic when he spoke
“Not so bad here, huh? You’re both gonna do a little something for us… a little post-apocalyptic show. When it’s done, we’ll let you go…”
Your brows pulled together as you tried to comprehend the words the guard had said, he made a show of looking away then and you followed the guards eyeline. Your eyes had adjusted properly now, heart dropping when you saw it, resting on a small cabinet by a dirty wall that sat opposite you both.
A camera.
The small gasp that left you echoed around the room, causing the stranger to follow your gaze. While a lewd smirk appeared on the guard’s face as he crudely grabbed at the bulge that had now appeared under his uniform.
“No fucking way” the older man breathed.
“Ah, ah, ah, now, remember what I said” the guard discarded his cigarette on the floor as he held out his arms by his side “Look, we’re all adults here, let’s just get this over with”.
His eyes then locked onto the man next to you.
“If you won’t do it then one of us will have to take your place. Must warn you though, me or my buddy over there won’t be as kind as I imagine you would be”.
He spoke over his shoulder then addressing the other guard.
“Will we?”
“No, Sir” came the answer from the back.
Your eyes darted frantically between the stranger and your captor. No one moved.
The guard clicked his tongue, “Alright then” he breathed as his hand went to the zip of his pants.
You felt yourself pale as bile rose in the back of your throat.
“Fine!” the man next to you called out.
The guard sneered, amused. His feet then closed the distance to where you stood. Fingers biting painfully into your skin as he grabbed your arm and shoved you hard towards the older man, you tripped over your feet, falling into his solid frame as his hands caught you.
Tilting your chin up your eyes were met then with a sea of chocolate brown, peering anxiously down at you.
“Use the desk” the guard instructed as he walked away, tone matter of fact, like he was updating you both on the condition of the weather. He stood with the armed man as he leaned casually against the wall.
Both their eyes were set on you.
Disbelief washed through you as a fog descended on your senses. You couldn’t believe this was happening. You swayed on the spot as a wave of dizziness overtook you, your mouth was dry, breaths coming out harshly as you tried to calm down, the only thing holding you up was the set of strong hands on your biceps.
“Take it easy…breathe”. The stranger soothed as you tried to control yourself.
You took a few unsteady breathes.
“Listen…” he whispered, “I’m going to take them down, when I move you hit the floor, do you hear me?” his voice was barely audible but stern, the anger harsh on his face.
“Th- they’ll kill you, they both have guns.” Your eyes were wide with panic “how can we defend ourselves? I don’t even have a knife they searched me before I was taken here”.
The flare of his nostrils told you that he had received the same treatment.
“I’m still gonna try, they can’t jus-“
The bullet that hit the wall next to you was deafening in the small room. You screamed as the sound reverberated, ears ringing as you huddled into the frame of the man, while his arms instinctively wrapped around you.
“The next one won’t miss” you were both warned.
The hands that were on you tightened as your eyes met his, his expression had turned from angry to apologetic. Your face was blank while you comprehended that this was going to happen, that you hoped they were at least telling the truth and that they would let you go, you somehow doubted that.
Determination washed through you, you just wanted to get out of this alive.
Removing yourself from his embrace you slowly made your way towards the desk, your limbs were shaking so much your legs buckled under you as you reached it, you grabbed onto the edge as he rushed over to hold you steady.
You held up a hand “I’m good” you reassured him, unconvincingly, as you lifted yourself onto it.
“You also earn a bullet if we get bored” There was a chuckle from them both.
Heart hammering as the older man stood in front of you, you parted your legs to allow him to close the distance while you took a moment to observe him again.
He really was handsome. His frame broad in his denim shirt, sleeves rolled up to expose his tanned and muscular forearms. Eyes bottomless, his neck was thick, jaw strong, his hair and beard a perfect balance between salt and pepper.
You held onto his strong shoulders feeling the broad muscles underneath as his hands slowly went to your waistband of your pants, using his frame to hoist yourself up as he eased them down over your legs, discarding them once removed. The surface of the desk was unforgiving under you, the cold raising goose bumps on your skin.
Survival mode took over your body now as you gripped the hem of your shirt and lifted, completely removing it, followed by your bra. Fighting against the urge to cover yourself, terrified that you both would be shot if you showed anymore resistance.
Resolve was etched onto his face now, a quiet and professional air in how he moved, his actions were measured and deliberate as he hooked his thumbs into the sides of your panties. He froze then as he locked eyes with yours, you nodded your permission, lifting yourself again while he removed them.
Seemingly needing a minute, he paused then in his actions, respectfully keeping his gaze away, looking over your shoulder. A notion that almost amused you, considering what he was about to do.
“Get a move on old man”.
“She’s not even fucking wet yet!” he growled, looking over his shoulder to where the guards stood.
“She doesn’t need to be”. The other guard called out. You felt sick as they laughed again.
You shook his shoulders gently, bringing his attention back to you.
“Hey, it’s okay, let’s just get through this.”
His stare was intense as he looked at you.
“I’m sorry” he breathed; your lips tugged up as you offered a small smile to try to reassure him.
He heaved a deep sigh as he placed his hands on your thighs, they were rough but warm as they flexed there. He then traced light circles as his hand drew closer to your sex. Your teeth found your lip when the pad of his thumb pressed against your clit, swirling softly.
Mortification raced through you as a small moan escaped you. His jaw was set as he kept his eyes downcast while he worked your clit and you were thankful that he gave you that small mercy, you think you’d die on the spot if he looked at you right now. You felt so exposed as he worked your bundle of nerves, failing miserably at controlling the whimpers that escaped you.
Life and survival in the QZ distracted you from other needs. You hadn’t even realised how touch starved you were until now, instead you had always focused on living to see another miserable day, forgetting all about the need that was now being awakened again by this stranger.
His hand moved now so that his palm was pressed against your sensitive bud as he slid a thick finger inside you. Eyes meeting yours when a moan escaped you, and you somehow manged to not tear your eyes away, but in fact hold his gaze, your ever building arousal making you bold enough to maintain eye contact with him.
His eyes were dark as he watched you, each wave of pleasure that his expert fingers gave was evident on your features, you noticed that he seemed to absorb every moan, hungrily anticipate every twitch of your hips.
The bulge straining against his jeans was evidence of his own arousal.
With trembling fingers, you reached out. Unbuttoning his shirt, you slowly exposed his tanned skin and hard muscle. Fingers trailing against the low line of hair as you popped open the last button, feeling the loss of his fingers as he shrugged out of it.
Quickly returning them to your core he now entered two fingers into you while continuing to circle your clit with his thumb, wetting his lips as you involuntary leaned back on your hands giving him better access. Your hips took on a life of their own as you sought out more of his touch.
Silently you scolded yourself over your actions, but you couldn’t help it, couldn’t remember the last time you had felt this good, despite the circumstances. It had been less than a few minutes with this stranger and already you knew that you had never been in such expert and capable hands as you were now.
Thick fingers drove into you deeper now while his other hand worked at unbuttoning his jeans as he freed his rock hard cock. Your pussy clenched around his fingers when you saw the size of him, his answering groan sent a fresh wave of arousal flooding from your core.
The blood rushed from your face when you heard it, the unmistakable sound of a zip being lowered, then a rhythmic wet sound, followed by a moan. Your panicked eyes flashed over towards the edge of the room towards the guards.
He ducked then into your line of sight, bringing your focus back to him again.
“Hey, look at me, right here…jus’ me and you, okay?”
Your breath was heavy as you answered him.
“Okay” you echoed.
He grabbed your hips then to guide you to the edge of the desk, lining himself up at your entrance. One last silent look passed between you, then he was entering you.
“Fuck” the whispered curse fell from his lips in a rush as he held on fast to you. You whimpered as he stretched you, burying himself deep as he could go.
Harsh breathes escaped him when his hips were flush against yours, his frame towering over you, holding still. Wide eyed and panting, you were thankful for the moment he gave you as you adjusted to his size. After a moment you wrapped your legs around him to anchor yourself, as he started to pump his cock into your weeping cunt.
Ecstasy ripped through your entire being while you held onto his strong shoulders, his answering growl was loud, grip harsh, as he thrusted steadily into you. This man moved exactly the way you wanted him too; it was like he was reading your mind. Every movement, every alteration in his thrusts as he hit that sweet spot in you. Every. Single. Time.
All you could think about was the constant and delicious drag of his cock within your walls. You met his thrust with your own desperate ones. Your touched starved body sensitive to every roll of his hips, the warmth of his hands as he held you while he fucked himself into you again and again.
The pressure of his strong palm was heavy as he then guided you down so that you were laying vertically on the desk, you gripped the edges above your head for leverage. He was fucking you in earnest now, legs of the desk scrapping against the floor with his efforts. He equally seemed as lost in you as you were in him.
Drunk off the feel of your pussy he reached down to cup your breast in his large hand. You watched him hungrily as he thrusted into you, jaw slack, pupils blown, muscles in his neck taunt from exertion.
He looked fucking delicious.
You reflected that you had never been with anyone much older than yourself. The contrast was stark to your previous experiences. His expertise was apparent in every confident thrust, eyes constantly watching you, drinking in the sight of you spread open for him, your face flushed as he worked and responded to every reaction your body gave him.
“Been a while hey old timer? She feels good huh?” the voices from the back taunted again. Their moans were obvious in the small space, the muffled sound of the friction as they pleasured themselves, the discomfort was obvious on your face.
“I- I hate that they’re doing that” You whispered to the man inside you, eyes squinted shut to stop the tears.
“Shhh, pay no mind now. You feel that? You feel me here” he rasped as he removed his hand from your breast and took your smaller one in his, pressing down over where he was buried deep.
You gasped wide eyed as you felt him in your stomach, nodding erratically.
“Just focus on me”.
His hand then found your sensitive bud again and you cried out at the sensation, you were so sensitive.
“There you go sweetheart. That’s it”
The world fell away as his onslaught continued. Sounds were escaping you that you should’ve been embarrassed about, but you weren’t.
“You have any idea how fuckin’ good you look darlin’ ?” his whisper was so low that you doubted the guards even heard him.
His hungry eyes raked over you, from your hands still holding the edge of desk above your head, down towards the flush of your chest with your tits bouncing with every thrust, to your pussy stretched around his cock. You realised that you must have been a sight to behold.
Movement brought your attention back towards to the edge of the room, it was unmistakably obvious now that the guard’s efforts were faster and more erratic. They were close.
Before you knew what was happening your arms were unlocked from their hold and you were pulled up right until you were flush against him.
“Put your face in my neck, don’t look.” And you did.
Nuzzling your face deep as you breathed in his scent, basking in the heat radiating from his body while you burrowed into his soft skin.
Strong hands grabbed your ass then as he lifted you to meet every one of his thrusts. Your whole body was on fire, nails digging into his skin as you removed your face from his neck to look down at him impaling you over and over again. You felt his hand then push against your lower back, crying out as it changed the angle of his thrusts now to even deeper.
“Right here? You need it deep baby?” his mouth was ghosting yours, you nodded as you bit your lip,
“Tell me”, he demanded.
A sob escaped instead when you tried to speak, every nerve felt like a live wire. His hand quickly came down to smack the top part of your ass, a reprimand for your silence.
“Yes!” you cried out “Need it so bad…I’ve never b-been fucked this d-deep before”.
He growled his approval as his fingers once again found your clit, feeling your pussy flutter instantly around his cock.
“Yeah? You gonna come around my cock darlin’ ?”
Yes God yes
“Keep looking down” you did as you were told.
The sight was too much as you watched him drive into you over and over while his fingers furiously continued to work your clit, your combined arousal coating you both and the desk underneath.
It was all too much, and you tipped over the edge, crying out. He watched you intently as you came hard around him.
“Yes, that’s it- that’s- oh-fuck!”
He pulled out of you suddenly, tugging harshly at his cock until thick, warm ropes shot over your lower belly and mound.
The cumshot
Both of you panted as you came down from your high, eyes trailing over the other. His sweat dampened hairline, your skin tinged pink where he had grabbed your breast, the crescent marks on his shoulders, both of you watching his glistening spend slowly drip down over your used pussy.
The sound of rustling bought both your attention back to the guards, one was tucking himself back into his pants, the other was wiping his hands with an old rag.
Spell broken as you both untangled yourselves from the other and began to awkwardly dress yourselves. Hastily he pulled up his jeans while quickly passing you your clothing, keeping his eyes low as you both dressed.
A rush of cooler air entered the space as the door suddenly opened and two other guards entered the room. Despite what you had both just done your cheeks flushed with the thought of them possibly hearing what had happened.
You and Joel were surrounded by them, your blood ran cold.
This is it, you thought.
There was silence as you both were grabbed, hands bound. Everything went black as they covered your head again.
All you could do was try to keep up as they dragged you. Your legs were weak, head spinning until you were then shoved into a car, engine roaring as you drove in silence for a few minutes until the car stopped still, idling for a moment.
Daring not to breathe, when you heard the sound of a knife flick, you nearly cried in relief when you felt your ties being cut, it was short lived when the cool blade was then pushed flush against your neck, you froze.
“Not gonna tell anyone about this are we?” a calm voice asked.
“No” you answered, sounding stronger than you felt.
“What about you?”
“No” you heard him reply through gritted teeth.
A beat passed and then you heard the door open, your hood was removed as you both were then shoved out of the vehicle, hurtling to the unforgiving and wet ground. You cried out as the impact stole breath from your lungs, the car then accelerated away, fading into the distance.
Gasping for breath you looked around; saw you had been dropped in the middle of the street, whoever else was around looked away quickly when they saw you both. Members of the QZ continued onwards to wherever they were going or turning their eyes away while they waited in line for their rations card.
Everyone kept to themselves in the QZ.
While you self-consciously straightened your clothing you directed your focus towards the man next to you. He was forcefully brushing down his clothes, a fresh graze on his cheek and torn shirt the result from his own impact with the concrete.
Silence lingered between you both while you observed each other. Desperation raced through you to get home, yet you were reluctant to leave him.
A turmoil whirled inside of you over what you had just experienced. You felt the shame, guilt, and humiliation. But what was buried under all of that was more prominent, something you would never admit, you felt satisfaction. A buzz in your limbs that felt like warm melted butter that flowed, your skin still burning from his touch.
He broke the silence first.
“Listen…we uh” he started, hand rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke, eyes darting quickly around “…s’for the best…if we don’t talk about this… to anyone”.
Guilt raced through you, you knew you both were not the first and wouldn’t be the last. But what could you do? Who would you tell? The guards? Someone body else?
Nobody ever got involved when it came to the QZ guards. Beatings in the dark, public humiliation, unfair punishments, using food as a weapon, were all overlooked by everyone, lest they too were targeted for trying to speak up.
Solemnly you nodded your agreement.
You didn’t know what else to say to him.
“I’m…I’m just glad we made it out of there, and erm…thank you…for getting me through that”.
He was silent as he absorbed the double meaning of your words.
“Of course. I’ll see you around” he offered.
“Yeah…sure” you breathed.
He gave a light reassuring smile then, before slowly turning away, your heart hammered as you watched him leave.
Your stranger.
Your mind was in a daze as you made your way home, locking the door quickly behind you. Not that it would make much of a difference if a guard wanted to get access to you, but all the same, it helped you feel safe.
You sighed, as you striped off your clothing while you made your way to the bathroom.
You really needed a shower.
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Their little ballerina || C.S C.L
Dark Carlos sainz x ballerina x dark Charles Leclerc
Warnings— stalking, kidnapping, obsession, toxic ballet teacher, size kink, breaking in
Summary: for some reason the Ferrari boys team principal made them attend a recital which they were dreading as they were going to waster two hours just sitting watching people gracefully dance, yet there mind changes seeing an delicate angel on stage.
Note- reminder this is a dark fic and completely fiction, not real. I’m not romanticising this. This is not healthy btw!

“ why do we have to go to this recital again? It’s probably going to be boring” Carlos huffed following Charles to the fancy looking building.
“ cause Fred said the woman who organised it has became an ambassador for Ferrari and invited us and fred is making us” Charles sighed annoyed equally as Carlos, not wanting to spend his Saturday night watching ballet.
The two Ferrari drivers walked in the building, the interior was elegant and classy. When they were walking a waiter handed them a glass of expensive champagne, Carlos muttered a thank god under his breath as now he can drink himself in oblivion to get through this.
“ Ah! Gentlemen, thankyou for coming the girls will be excited, This way I made sure you two get front row seats” Mrs Fabre there new ambassador exclaimed, the boys throw her are well hidden fake smile.
They let themselves relax in the comfortable chairs yet keep there posture looking like kings with there straight posture and well tailored suits.
“ let the bore begin” Charles said to Carlos quietly when the lights dimmed announcing the start. Carlo chuckled quietly fidgeting with his already empty glass.
Eight girls gracefully pranced on stage when the classical ballet music started, they danced in sync and the boys could admit it was beautiful yet they still stand by there first opinion.
A group of three girls come join, dancing at the front. Carlos and Charles felt there breath hitch seeing the small girl in the middle at the front. She was breathtaking with her innocent features and her hair sleek back in a bun.
The stage lights made her glow like an angel, the light reflecting off her skin showing how flawless and smooth it is.
She danced so gracefully and delicately that it made them go into a trance, there eyes never left her, following her step by step as she danced.
Now they take back all there thoughts about this recital, oh how fucking glad they are that Fred made them come.
Charles and Carlos shared a look, they had to have this little ballerina at any cost.
Now you would think they wouldn’t like to share, yet as they drove for Ferrari they became close, so close that they considered each other as brothers.
“ what did you think?” Mrs Fabre brought them out of their thoughts, looking at them expectantly.
Carlo was really starting to not like this uptight woman, he doesn’t know if it’s because she is pushy or something else.
“ it was wonderful, they are very good” charles compliments after seeing Carlos wasn’t going to speak.
“ yeah they were good weren’t they. Could be better though” she laughed yet it felt like a banshee was screaming in the boys ears.
Carlo subtly glared at her, having to keep up his nice man facade. Not cause she basically disrespected her dancers, but cause that comment was directed at the little ballerina that held their fascination.
“ come, come. I’ll introduce you to the girls” she ushered them excitingly. Leading them to the back room.
“ there’s no way she’s gonna be an ambassador for Ferrari” Carlo whispered in Charles ear who nodded agreeing with him.
It seems she hasn’t made the best impression for the both of them.
“ girls” Mrs Fabre sharply called, the boys took notice in how all the girls straightened up and stop laughing.
“ here are the wonderful Ferrari drivers I was telling you about.
Charles and Carlo could feel the lustful stares on them bar one, their sweet little ballerina.
Instead of looking at them with lust and ogling them, she was staring at them curiously.
“ hello everyone” Charles smiled making them swoon.
“ okay, everyone dismissed except you yn” Mrs Fabre sharply said making them scurry away, ahh so the sweet little thing name is yn.
They both frowned though seeing her nervous you looked, “ boys I would like you to meet my top ballerina yn yln” you stayed quiet as your anxiety was going through the room, your silenced made your teacher dig her long nails into your precious skin, breaking through it slightly.
“ h-hi..” you stuttered managing a smile that looks more like a grimace, Carlo glared hard at the old witch. If anyone was going to mark your precious beautiful body it would be him and his teammate.
“ your dancing out there was impeccable” Charles smoothly told you loving how you turned red, “ thankyou sir” oh fuck. Charles could feel his slacks tighten. Just the way you said it looking up at him like an innocent lamb ready to be ruined by them.
“ she always dance’s impeccable” Mrs Fabre boasted making the three cringe.
“ excuse me..” you excused yourself wanting to get away from your teachers harsh grip and the two men piercing stare.
Carlos and Charles hid there frowns not liking how you went away from them, they wanted you beside them where everyone could see you were off limits.
……………………………………
“ she’s so precious, too precious for this world” Charles said to Carlos, both outside of your apartment in Charles pista, you had no curtains so they had clear site of you blissfully unaware of the predatory eyes on you.
“ she should have curtains though, anyone can look through and see her” Carlos clenched his hands at the mere thought, how naive of you. This is why they have to look after you, you can barely look after your self. “ I don’t know how much long I can go without her in my arms” he stated.
Charles sighed clicking his tongue, “ just a little longer Carlos than she’s ours, our little bird will finally be in her cage”.
If they could, they would take you now but they are waiting for the house they had built to be finish, it was in the middle of know why covered by the forest that surrounded it, perfect for privacy. Isolated from the world, they had everything figured out and planned perfectly so that nothing can go wrong.
A week later you were sound asleep, peacefully dreaming complete unaware that your door was opening and shutting. Footsteps crept towards your bedroom door like they have you whole apartment memorised in their heads, Carlos and Charles entered your room as silent as wind.
Charles headed towards you kneeling beside your sleeping figure, he moved your hair away from your face so lightly like a feather like touch. He smiled softly you looked so peaceful, so pure. His eyes darken when they landed on your exposed waisted that was holding the quilt, the dark blue and red mark a drastic change to your soft light skin.
“ it’s okay now mon petit Ange, she’s never going to hurt you now, you’re safe” he spoked to you like you were awake, he held his breathe when he stirred rolling over yet you were still asleep.
He looks over to see Carlos has almost finished packing some of your stuff in a bag, he was only collecting important things he thought you would need as they can buy you all of the rest.
“ I’m ready, let’s finally bring our girl home” Carlos said as Charles gets out the syringe from his pocket, he gently grabs your arm injecting you with it making you let out a pain whimper that affected their hearts. They knew it worked when your body fully relaxed.
Charles picks you up gently fixing the blanket so it was wrapped tighter around you as they were about to go outside where it was pitched black and cold from the midnight dew.
They exited your apartment that your never going to go back to, Carlos opened the back car door so Charles could put you down on the back sides. They then got in there seats before Charles started the engine with a bright smile glancing at you in the mirror, “ never going back now” he said to Carlos knowing not only will this ruin their career if it gets out but will also get them thrown in jail, Who will look after you then ?
“ why would I go back? We finally have our precious girl, here with us, safe from the world” Carlos told him making the tiny regret charles had wash away leaving him mind.
………………………………
You whimpered, your head felt like some one was repeatedly stomping on it. Something felt off not only did you have an unexpected migraine, you were laying on a soft surface more softer than your bed.
You finally gain the strength to flutter your eyes open blinking them twice, you look around scared. Instead of being in your cozy bedroom you were in what looks like a luxurious but modern bedroom, your chest rosed fast by the minute seeing your in a unfamiliar place.
You were to busy trying to calm your speeding heart that you didn’t noticed the door opening, “ ah your awake, thank god thought Charles gave you to much”. Your head snapped up to see the Ferrari drivers you briefly met, “ ch-charles, C-Carlos “ you stuttered. You stepped back when they took steps towards you but stop seeing how panicked and frightened you were. You looked like a frightened bunny with someone chasing it.
“ hey, hey it’s okay mon cherie. We aren’t going to hurt you” charles assured, making you look at them like they were crazy. They were crazy in your mind, they literally kidnapped you and acting like that’s okay.
“ w-why did y-you kidnapped me?” You meekly asked them tears welling in your eyes making Carlos clench his hands so he doesn’t try to comfort you and frighten you more. They winced when you said kidnapped, “ we didn’t kidnapped you sweet thing, we’re simply protecting you from the world as you can’t, look at your wrist, you need us” charles told you his eye dark.
He looked like a mad man, eye dark with a feral and deluded look. Carlos wasn’t any better with the same look in his eyes, you looked down at your wrist prepared to see the nasty bruise your teacher gave you but instead it was wrapped gently and you can tell there was cream on it seeing it peeking out of the white bandaged.
You couldn’t hold the tears anymore it was all too much, “ shh hey, you’re okay sweetheart” Carlos took advantage of how vulnerable you were and pulled you into his embrace. You weakly try to get out of it but he just held you tighter making you whined out of pain, you felt someone caress your hand making you look to see it was charles looking at you with a sick loving smile.
You relaxed against Carlos so mentally and physically exhausted, “ that’s a good girl” he purred in your ear, his hot breath fanning over your ear.
………………………………
This was your chance, they were both in there offices leaving you alone for the first time the whole week you have been here.
You tiptoed to the back door not risking opening the massive front door, you didn’t pack anything to take not wanting to be slowed now. You had to get out of here, they were just too clinging and overbearing and scared you to death. So you waited until the perfect chance to escape away from them and it’s seems today is the day.
You opened the door making sure it doesn’t creak and shutting it quietly, when you made it outside you sighed in relief not thinking you would get this fair. You bolted into the forest that surrounded the house, you were free, you giggled in relief.
Oh naive little thing…… what you didn’t know was that Charles and Carlos were watching you in disappointment and anger, this was a test that you completely failed.
Carlos chuckled deeply, “ run little bird, your not gonna like it when we catch you” the glass of scotch he had in his hand was cracking under pressure from how tight he was holding it.
Charles smirked sadistically, “ c’mon we gave her a head start let’s go get her”.
You were so completely screwed if they no when they catch you…..
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His little slayer
Kokushibo x fem reader smut!
Summary: following your mission, you managed to run into the demon you were sent to look for. Only it seemed to be the upper moon one, kokushibo, who seemed to have started his heat.
Warnings: (Dark content) 18+ noncon turn to dubcon, fingering, rough fucking, readers face down ass up type way . Creampie, reader gets called 'little slayer' as a nickname but is in fact of age!!
Tagging: @raiinbqw @hunny-hotline @jaxyy219 @sneekoo @imyourbrokenfridge @thesweetestqueenofall @honeybubblebuttercup @darlingskiss @blackchim3ra @vyxxi0-o
Kokushibo couldn't help but clench his teeth as a growl erupted from his throat. The demon was stalking throughout the dark deep forest. Trying to steady his breathing as it had begun to grow irregular for some unknown reason. His chest feeling as though it were closing in. He wasn't sure what exactly the cause of it was. But whatever it was, was beginning to get on his last nerve. Not to mention the fact his body felt as though it was on fire, it also didn't help him that none of his concentration breathing seemed to have been helping him improve as well. He even tried to walk underneath a waterfall to see it could help cool his body temperature for god's sake! Even that was all but a failure in the end.
Yes. He was sure that he was at his wits end.
He was absolutely furious. His hand soon found its way towards the handle of his Katana. He couldn't help but grip it tightly in frustration. He was getting sick of this feeling. Why was his body acting this way all of a sudden?! He only hoped that he wouldn't run into those pathetic excuses of the demon slayer corpse. Or maybe he did. As he'd only end up using them for his relief as he tore them to shreds. Soaking in their screams of pain and agony as he tore into their flesh, ripping them apart. Piece. By. Piece.
His ears soon heard the sounds of quick and somewhat silent footsteps quickly making their way towards him. And from the scent that came from then. He could immediately tell it was a human. He guessed his prayers were somewhat heard. He thought at the familiar sound of a sword being drawn.
Taking out his own, he was quick and easy to deflect the person's attack. With a swipe of his katana, the unknown attacker was easily swung back and thrown to the floor. Though, with a quick grunt they were quick to leap onto their feet once more. Kokushibo paused for a moment until the dust that flew up in the air soon faded revealing his attacker.
It was in fact a demon slayer, but not just any one. It was a female one at that. He huffed in annoyance. "You've made the wrong decision… In choosing to fight me.. Little slayer." You couldn't help but shiver when hearing the demon's voice. It was deep and honestly, a bit intimidating. And it didn't help that you finally had noticed the kanji engraving in his eyes.
Uppermoon one…
The strongest out of the twelve kizuki. You were sure to be doomed if you went onwards from here. The feeling of sweat of uneasiness fell from your forehead but nonetheless, you gripped your handle tighter. Even if you knew you would be killed in the process. You would try your best to slay him, it was your duty as a demon slayer after all.
Seeing how you took a stance, Kokushibo only hummed. He'd make sure to be quick and get rid of you. He would usually humor them, make it look like they had a chance up against him. But in the end, all their efforts were pointless as he'd just slash them with a quick swing of his Katana. Ending their life's right then and there. But tonight was different. His whole entire body was defining him and what he wanted. Which meant that he held little to no patience at all.
But maybe after dealing with you. He could finally try and calm himself with whatever was happening in the beginning. Seeing that you were the first to take charge, kokushibo was quick to block your attack. Not too long after, he also swung his own sword.
Soon all that was heard around the both of you were the sounds of your katanas clashing against one another. That and your grunts as you tried your very best to dodge every attack he swung your way. You and he both were surprised that you'd managed to live as long as you had now. Even if you were now covered with cuts from the attacks he did manage to land on you. All the while kokushibo stood tall with little to no damage on him. Through, he'd just regenerate if he had been hit.
With one final swing you had just barely managed to dodge it but was completely taken off guard by a strong kick that was sent towards your stomach. With a forced cough you were soon forced back making you lose your grip on your katana.
You fell with a grunt as you slid onto the ground. You could only pant as you had grown too tired. You were no match for him, that much kokushibo could tell. But he did applaud that you managed to fight as long as you had. Even if you weren't a hashira. At most you were a kinoto.
"You've managed to survive this long… not many do…I applaud you for that." He spoke out. He continued to watch as you tried to lift yourself up from the ground. God, you looked absolutely pathetic. He couldn't help but think as you tried to crawl your way over towards where your katana layed.
Making his way over towards you, kokushibo soon stood over your body. Lifting up his left leg, he placed it on your back forcing the top part of your body to the floor. You grunted from the force as you still tried your best to reach for your katana. "You fighting is futile… just accept that your life will end…by my hands. " he muttered.
Pressing more of his weight down on you, you couldn't help but grunt in pain as you were being pushed further into the ground. You had to get out of this! You soon began to shuffle every which way you could, trying to release his grip on you. "Let me… go!" You shouted in a growl.
Kokushibo couldn't help but look down on you in amusement. You reminded him of a small and helpless little animal that was about to be devoured by its prey. So weak and defenseless. He kept his gaze on you, enjoying the way you struggled beneath him. His gaze soon stopped on your bottom that was still well in the air swaying side to side as your arms had a firm grip to the floor as you tried to lift yourself from the ground.
Kokushibo couldn't help but notice how his eyes seemed to have been fixated on your action. The way your hips moved as though it were in a taunting manner. He didn't notice how he removed his leg from your back. Or how his hands had moved unsubconsciously lifted themselves until they were firmly grasping onto your ass causing your body to tense and jolt upward in surprise.
"H-hey! What the hell do you think you're doing!" You shouted towards him with a growl. Kokushibo only ignored your shouting as his thumbs began to rub against your ass causing you to freeze in place. Kokushibo also felt his own body heat rise up more than before. Only this time almost growing unbearable. Not to mention how he felt his blood shot through him and directly down towards his groin. And it also didn't help him with the fact that you seemed to have been wearing a skirt than pants like other slayers would have. Honestly, what was up with that?
'Shit', kokushibo thought, his teeth gritting against one another in annoyance. As your skirt had hiked up a tad bit, giving him a little more view on what was underneath. His body seemed to have reacted to it. He knew exactly what was going on. He didn't know how it could have possibly slipped past his mind.
The demon was in heat.
Kokushibo always made sure to keep the thought in mind. He'd always plan ahead to take care of these kinds of things before it escalated too quickly. So how did it manage to pass him this time? He huffed, it didn't matter now. Now that he finally knew what was wrong with him. He knew exactly what to do in order to relieve himself from it all. And who was it that was going to help him through it as well.
"Here's what is going to happen." He mumbled while lifting up one of his hands that held his weapon only to slam his Katana down to the ground as it dangerously landed far too close to your neck forcing you to freeze and listen."You will allow me… kokushibo, upper moon one of the twelve kizuki… to use your cunt as I so please...to help relieve me from my heat". His… heat? You were in deep thought, you thought you had heard of demons going in heat before. But it was rather strange if you had been honest about it. You also thought it was just some joke some slayers of the corpse made up. Guess you were wrong-
His grip on your ass tightened, you gasped when feeling his sharp nails begin to sink into your soft flesh. That and the fact that something hard began to poke your bottom as well- "And in return.. I will allow you to live. " Kokushibo bent over his body to loom over yours. "How does that sound… little slayer" he purred.
You crunched your nose in disgust. A groan was torn from his throat when feeling your ass began to move, managing to rub against his groin as you tried to release yourself from his grip. "Like hell! Get the fuck off me! As if I'd let a demon such as yourself have their way with me! " you hissed towards him. All while the more eager to get him to let you go.
Though, it only triggered him to buck his hip forward making you jolt forward from the force and being able to feel more of his erection. You couldn't help feel your face heat up when feeling just how large it was. God, this was bad. This was very very bad! -
"Shame, you didn't have much of a choice…" He chuckled down towards you. His hand that was once on his Katana was brought back to your ass. With a tight grip, he pulled you back on to his bulge making you gasp- "I was going to fuck you anyways… you only get to decide whether…you lived of not. " he added as he began to slowly grind himself against you causing you to yelp at feeling more of him.
"But do not worry… " he muttered as his right hand slowly began to move its way under your skirt and towards your core. "I'll make sure to pleasure you as well… just before I kill you." Your legs immediately tried to close on themselves to try and prevent him from reaching further. This only made him huff in announce as he kneeled to the ground. His thighs forcing their way between your legs forcing them to spread themselves wider like before.
"Didn't I tell you before… " he growled as he slightly bent forward allowing his chest to press against your back to keep you in place. All while two of his fingers began to lightly graze themselves against your covered lips making you whimper. "You fighting me is futile. Just give in… Won't you? " he huffed into your ear as he grasped onto your underwear. Giving a rough tug, he managed to rip it off from you, making you gasp at the force.
Lifting the two fingers that were against your core. He brought them up against his lips before allowing his tongue to lap around them, coating them with his saliva. Once he deemed that it was enough to use as lubricant he brought them back down to your quivering lips before carefully sliding them into your opening making you gasp. "H-hey- w-wait a minute! " you clenched your eyes shut when feeling him slowly drag his fingers out only push them back in. "I told you before… just give in" he grunted before nuzzling his face into the back of your neck just before lightly nipping at the area.
Your eyes squeezed tighter while you gritted your teeth in a scowl. One of your hands immediately went down to try and force him to stop, all while the other tried its best to keep your body up. But it was no use when your body began to tremble at the feeling of his fingers stretching, opening your walls wider. "W-what do you think you're- doing! " you cried out. Kokushibo only hummed, "I'm only preparing you of course… I'm quite large and wish to not… break you this early on. "
"Well, stop it! " you hissed your hand finally being able to grasp onto his wrist. "Why? Your body seems to be finally reacting to my advances properly. " you bit your lip to try and hide a groan as you felt his fingers pump themselves deeper into your entrance. God as much as you hated it. He was right. You couldn't deny it as you felt yourself growing wetter as he kept thrusting his fingers into you. And by god did it feel good too. But it wasn't like you'd ever let him know that. You let out a Yelp at the feeling of his hand twisting in a new angle, this allowing his thumb to brush against your clit. Your grip on him tightened in anticipation.
A whine tore out of your lips when his thumb began to slowly make circles against your bud. "Not to mention it sounds like you…my little slayer.. Are beginning to enjoy this as well. " he cooed as he continued to toy with you. You turned your head as best as you could to give him a glare. "Like hell! As if you could ever make me e- enjoy- OH GOD! " You were cut off by his pace beginning to pick up speed making the hand that held on to him fell to better hold yourself up. And your head went limp and as a whine was being torn from your lips. Kokushibo's eyes squinted in delight, enjoying the control he seemed to have on your body.
"Oh really?" He began as you covered your mouth to try and hide anymore noises coming out of you. Your eyes began to roll in pleasure at the feeling of him curling his fingers. "Because it seems to me… your body is telling me otherwise" your hand began to muffle your quiet moans as you shut your eyes closed to focus on holding yourself together. Your breath hitching at the feeling of a building pressure beginning to form. "And by the way you're clenching on my fingers alone… I'd say you're close to coming undone… are you not, little slayer? " he asked in a whisper, his body still bent slightly as his lips brushed against the shell of your ear. His warm breath caused your back to arch and your cheeks burning up as he placed a firm kiss just near below your jaw. God, the way he spoke was driving you insane.
"Fuck.. You- AH! " you shouted as his thumb that still circled against your clit swiped it one final time before you felt your climax come crashing down. "Oh fuck! '' You cried out, your hand that covered your mouth slammed onto the ground, your body shaking from your sudden release. Kokushibo only chuckled at this, his fingers still pumping inside of your now dripping cunt. "It seems as though… I was right." He purred as he felt your arousal begin to drip down his hand. He gave your now swollen bub one final brush making you shutter until he finally pulled himself off you, a whine leaving you as his fingers also finally withdrew from you as well.
Kokushibo couldn't help but stare down at you. You seemed to be in a panting mess, trying to catch your breath. Your legs still slightly shaking from your orgasm. Humming, he hiked up your skirt higher now fully showing your name ass to him. He even managed to notice how some of your own slik slowly slid down against the inner of your thighs. Your hole clamping against nothing at the sudden loss of his fingers that were in you moments before. He couldn't wait any longer at the feeling of him growing harder.
Releasing you from his hold, he hastily began to remove his kimono off him as his body heat grew to extreme to his liking. His hands immediately fell to his silk belt from his hakama pants. Undoing the tie, he tossed it carelessly to the side, soon after sliding his pants down just enough to free his length. You who was still trying to get a hold of yourself together, didn't seem to notice him lining himself to your entrance until you felt his left hand fall against your ass check as he began to give it a light massage and the way his tip began to rub itself against your slik puffed lips making your gasp.
"I'm going to put it in now. " he warned you as he continued to lubricate the crown of his cock against your slit. Your eyes widened, your face heating up more from embarrassment at his words and at the feeling just how large he was. "W-wait Wait! T-there's no way you're going to make that fit! " you cried out. He huffed as he got himself more comfortable behind you. "Believe me when I say, it will… I'll force it if I have to anyway." He growled, slowly beginning to push his hips forward allowing his length to finally push inside of your hole. Your eyes feeling like they were bulging out at the feeling of him stretching you open making you whimper as tears began to form and fall down your face. All while kokushibo groaned at the feeling of your walls clamping down against him as they tried adjusting to his length. Loving how you were soaking from your previous orgasm allowing him to easily push himself through.
"See-" he grunted out as he slowly pulled his length out half way before pushing it in once more, stuffing you full- "it fit in perfectly… almost as if you were practically made for me in fact. " he teased as he rolled his hips before continued to have his way with. You on the other hand were a quivering mess. You didn't even have the energy to curse at him. Not when he was pushing his large cock into your quivering cunt. Your face flushing from hearing the sinful sounds coming from both your bodies as he thrusted himself in. Not to mention how you began to become more vocal to it as well.
You bite back a moan at the feeling of his tip brushing against your sensitive spot. He must have taken a noticed as he smirked. "Oh? Did I hit something? " he grunted, his thrusting pace begining to pick up. "By the way your clenching against me… I think I did. " he taunted with a Huff. You turned your head to glare at him. "Shut- Ah! Shut up! " you whined your face warm with embarrassment, moaning as he grabbed your ass in a firm hold and slamming himself into you hitting the exact same spot making your eyes roll.
"Ah fuck! " you mewled out in half pain as his grip on you was to harsh and in pleasure at him hitting all the right places making you grip the grass below you. Kokushinbo only let out a grunt at the feeling of your heat tighten on his cock. He didn't remember the last time he ever felt this good during his heat. Looking down to you, his eyes half lidded as he was to caught up in his own pleasure. Looking down he couldn't help but enjoy how your body seemed to jolt with every hard thrust of his hips. He began to rub his thumbs against your ass massaging it, loving hearing how hard you'd try to hide your moans from him.
It was clear to him that you were indeed enjoying yourself. With the way he'd notice how you'd try covering your mouth to hold in those cute little moans. Or the way your legs would tremble with every harsh thrust, not to mention how utterly wet you've become making an absolute mess on him. Your cunt gripping onto him wanting more of him. And lucky for you. He'd glad do just that.
Letting go of your ass with his right hand. He let it glid down your body enjoying the way how it made you shiver. Placing his palm on the center of your back, he gave you a firm push sending your body further to the ground. "Stay like this for me… won't you? " he asked making you shiver at how low and seductive his voice sounded. His hand returning to your ass. You mufflled a moan, your back arching at the feeling of him going slightly deeper into you. God, you'd have been lying if you said you weren't beginning to enjoy it. As much as it pissed you off as a demon of all things were making you feel this way. He was making you feel the best you'd ever had with anyone you were with before.
Your eyes widened with shock as a cry tore from you when feeling him thrust deep into you. Your fingers digging themselves into the floor below you as you could feel him push his way further, his tip just kissing your cervix. "My god! " you cried in utter bliss. Not being able to contain your moans any longer as you continued to cry, your head laying on the floor. Not even caring of getting your uniform dirty anymore dirty than it already was from both your previous fight. Even going as far as spreading your legs further apart to allow him more room. Not to mention how you also pushed yourself against him showing signs of wanting more of him.
Kokushibo groaned at this. His eyes closing tightly until opening one of his six eyes to stare down to your quivering body. He couldn't help but smirk, " You know… " he began lowering his voice. His body leaning over, allowing you to feel how muscular he was to lay against your back. One of his arms resting beside you to keep him up while the other was kept on your ass keeping you secured." By the sounds coming out of your mouth… I'd say you were actually enjoying this. " withdrawing his hips back, be pulled himself out your soaking wet pussy with just the crown of his cock still in. Whimpering at the loss feeling of his dick in you. Lifting your ass to push more of him back in, you whined when his grip on your ass kept you in place making him chuckle.
"To think, a demon. The very thing you swore onyour life to slay…is making you moan this sinfully. " he breathed heavily just against the shell of your ear making you tremble. A gasp leaving past your lips as he thrusted his whole length deep into you making you cry out. He angled his hips making sure to thrust deeply into you making you moan and cry below him, soft cries begging for more. "Are you enjoying yourself…my little slayer?" He purred just beside you letting his breath tickle your ear. You nodded your head, moaning as he began to nip at your it. "Use your words slayer. " he growled, his rough callous hand giving you a harsh slap on your ass making your jolt and nod more frantically, "y-yes! God yes! It feels amazing! " you managed to rasp out fat tears rolling down your cheeks at a familiar tight knot beginning to form.
Kokushibo immediately took note of this as he felt your walls begin to flutter against him. "Is the little slayer about to come again? " he taunted fucking your a bit harder. But with the way you tilted your head against him and a moan being ripped out from you. Leaving him to assume you didn't mind. "Don't worry, I am as well. " he grunted, the feeling over his own orgasm coming soon as well this making you cry out more.
He began to give you kisses against your skin. Sometimes even allowing some of your skin into his mouth as he sucked on it harshly making sure to leave a mark. "Won't you moan my name little slayer? " he breathed against your ear once more making you shutter. "Come on little slayer… moan my name out. I know you, know it. " he coached his hips beginning to stutter. "Moan it as you make a pretty mess with your cum on my cock" this seemingly to make the knot in you snap.
"K-kokushibo~! " you mewled while finally Cumming onto his cock that was still being pumped into your now soaking pussy. "That's a good little- little slayer" he growled against you making you moan. "That's a good girl. " he panted as he gave you a few more thrust before one hard and powerful thrust causing him to groan and your back to arch in a moan at the feeling of him realising his own seed in you. Your eyes rolled at the feeling of him filling you up making your mouth fall open and a loud moan come out before your head fell to the ground in a panting mess. Kokushibo gave a few more thrusts before allowing himself to take a breath before lifting himself off you all while letting go of your ass and finally withdrawing his cock out of your dripping hole. This causing your body to fall limp onto the floor leaving you still trying to catch your breath.
"Well, that was most enjoyable now was it. " he huffed as he stood up and began dressing himself. You only having the strength to give him a side eye. "Will… will you kill me now like you said you would" you managed to whisper out, but nonetheless catching kokushibo's ears. He gave you a glance. You were panting, eyes half open as you grew to exhausted, and your legs slightly twitching every few minutes.
He hummed deep in thought, he had said he'd kill you wouldn't he? His gaze was locked into your quivering and most likely now sweaty body. Though, you had made him felt ways he hadn't before with another. And if something like this were to happen again. He wouldn't mind using you once more. "I won't kill you-" he began, turning to you fully as he started to make his way to you. Standing in front of you, he squatted while reaching a hand out to take a strand of your hair.
"But, I do have two options for you. " he said as he began to play with your hair. "You either come with me. I will make sure no demons would ever come near or harm you…You will be sheltered, clothed and fed…All while allowing me to take you when my heat or any time I wish. " your eyes widened hearing this. Was he… was he actually serious?! He let go and raised a finger to lay against his lips "that- or have your fellow slayers such as yourself find you like this, all beat and used by a demon…I'm sure you'll have a very fun time explaining how you allow a demon… the strongest of the kizuki nonetheless to have its way with you… you chose little slayer… what will it be? " he hummed.
You were left frozen. You'd either stay with this demon. One who's lived how ever many years on this earth, who's taken who knows how many lives of innocents. And all while allowing him to have his way with you whenever he pleaded? Was he insane?!
But then, you thought of his other option. He was right. How were you going to explain to the corpse members how you layed with a demon? Sure it might pass as he was clearly stronger than yourself. An upperank of all, you were no hashira. There were absolutely no way you'd kept up with them. But even then, you also know how they'd also look down on you. Call you the one who'd allow a demon to have its way with them. No one would ever look at you the same. No one would ever respect you the same.
Looking back to him, your eyes wandered his body. His kimono yet to be put on allowing your eyes to wander. Your face heated up, now that you had a better glance at him. He was a rather attractive one if you had been honest. He looked to be a male somewhere within his late twenty's. His chest was rather toned as well. If he stated to take 'care' of you. You honestly began to not mind at the thought. Even if that did technically meant that you'd be going against the corpse. Oh what the hell-
"I'll… I'll leave with you. " you panted your eyes struggling to stay open before closing. You heard him chuchle, hearing some shuffling. You felt yourself being lifted into the air what felt like muscular arms wrap themselves around you. "That's a very well choice. " kokushibo chuckled walking away with his things in his other hand. Pressing a kiss against Your head that was resting against his bare chest.
"Let's leave to your new home… my pretty little slayer"
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Omorashi | Hawks / Takami Keigo x Reader
𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫.
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Summary: Sitting in another tedious PR meeting with Hawks that should have only lasted fifteen minutes but he’s determined to make it last as long as possible because he knows how desperate you are to use the bathroom.
Pairing: Hawks / Takami Keigo x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, piss, semi-public sex.
Word Count: 1.3k.
You’d spent the better part of an hour in a meeting with Hawks and his new PR team, listening to them give him the rundown on his new advertising campaign. Talking him through his next social engagement with a list of exactly how they wanted him to act. A meeting that should have taken fifteen minutes multiplying due to your boyfriends unnecessary questions. Some of which included what colour his tie would be in the double-page “Hero Weekly” spread.
Now you found yourself cornered in the same room as his staff left, his arms coiling around you before you had the chance to leave.
“Keigo,” You whined, “I need to go-”
You felt your boyfriend placing sloppy kisses against the column of your neck as his hands massaged your hips, pressing the bulge in his pants against your clothed ass as he kept you in his grip. Of course, before the meeting even began you’d tried to explain to them that this would be a ridiculous waste of time for you, them and Hawks, because everyone knew that the Pro-Hero didn’t listen to anyone but himself when it came to these public engagements.
“I don’t think so, sweets.” Hawks smirked as he pressed wet kisses against your pulse point, keeping his firm grip against you as you writhed against him.
But instead, here you were an hour later and desperate to go to the bathroom, but of course your boyfriend had other plans. Having sat patiently (or what he would regard as patiently) throughout the whole meeting he was instead intent on a reward.
“But this is your fault.” You pouted, gasping as he grasped your hips and faced you away from him.
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Omorashi | Hawks / Takami Keigo x Reader
𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫.
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Summary: Sitting in another tedious PR meeting with Hawks that should have only lasted fifteen minutes but he’s determined to make it last as long as possible because he knows how desperate you are to use the bathroom.
Pairing: Hawks / Takami Keigo x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, piss, semi-public sex.
Word Count: 1.3k.
You’d spent the better part of an hour in a meeting with Hawks and his new PR team, listening to them give him the rundown on his new advertising campaign. Talking him through his next social engagement with a list of exactly how they wanted him to act. A meeting that should have taken fifteen minutes multiplying due to your boyfriends unnecessary questions. Some of which included what colour his tie would be in the double-page “Hero Weekly” spread.
Now you found yourself cornered in the same room as his staff left, his arms coiling around you before you had the chance to leave.
“Keigo,” You whined, “I need to go-”
You felt your boyfriend placing sloppy kisses against the column of your neck as his hands massaged your hips, pressing the bulge in his pants against your clothed ass as he kept you in his grip. Of course, before the meeting even began you’d tried to explain to them that this would be a ridiculous waste of time for you, them and Hawks, because everyone knew that the Pro-Hero didn’t listen to anyone but himself when it came to these public engagements.
“I don’t think so, sweets.” Hawks smirked as he pressed wet kisses against your pulse point, keeping his firm grip against you as you writhed against him.
But instead, here you were an hour later and desperate to go to the bathroom, but of course your boyfriend had other plans. Having sat patiently (or what he would regard as patiently) throughout the whole meeting he was instead intent on a reward.
“But this is your fault.” You pouted, gasping as he grasped your hips and faced you away from him.
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➥ warnings/notices: yandere, nsfw, smut, noncon fingering, implied age gap, death, violence, blood, harassment, apocalypse, reader’s family dies, mentioned pregnancy, reader is scared of many things but has a gun, guns, threats, open ending.
➥ yandere! male apocalypse survivor x f! reader
➥ synopsis: you shouldn’t have let him inside.
➥ a/n: why not writing it? i had a dream like this a few nights ago and thought about it, so i had to write it before I could forget it. not to mention, it’s a guilty pleasure of mine having someone older taking care of me (*゚▽゚*) sorry for that. also opened end guys.
➥ the events are forever in your mind. the day that change the world when unseen creatures start appearing from nowhere and killing every human they could find, include father and mother, both who died to put you inside the bunker they made in the woods, where the door was hide behind vines and rocks inside a cave. there, you could hear their fainted scream for minutes til the creatures finally finished and leave the area for good.
➥ that bunker quickly become your home as your are too afraid to step outside to witness of what world has become. with numerous supplies stocked, running water and a huge indoor garden to plant vegetables and some chicken running around. so you began living there without worrying about lack of food nor energy as this whole place is move by the river nearby. your parents really thought of everything, didn’t they?
➥ and as expected, a live full of simplistic and cozy start up when you get used to the almost same routine every day. take care of the garden, cook meals, clean the entire place, repare old clothes and your favorite thing, catch a glimpse of the outside world. in the highest part of the bunker, there is a periscope that allow you to see almost two miles around the front of cave.
➥ one day, instead of seeing wild animals and the creatures, you see a man standing in front of the entrance with his clothes full of cuts and blood, looking almost he is ready to pass out at any given second. should you help him? he looks horrible in this state, but the last words of father still ringing in your mind, don’t let anyone enter the bunker other than you! but…he looks so miserable and lost, not to mention the sounds of the creatures around, so you helped him.
➥ ignoring the voices inside your head, you open the door and help the man to enter the bunker. the many cuts on his skin still fresh and the blood running his vests are smelling bad. im going to help you, okay? just stay here. i have a kit-aid that will give you some relief. and with the best effort, you managed to clean most the blood of him and stitch all of his cuts. even daring to wash his hair as you offered him.
➥ after treating him, you could take a better look at the mysterious man that is inside the bathtub. sharp eyes that reminds you of blades, skin full of old scars (from the creatures and other humans), full of muscles and hands way bigger than yours. this man is someone stronger to have survived in the wildness outside for the past years. however the injuries in his body isn’t going to heal anytime soon, so you offered him to stay over for a couple of weeks until he gets fully healed.
➥ a new routine began for the two of you. theo, as he introduced himself, began doing most of the task that involves hard working such as cutting firewood from the garden, fixing furniture that were broken years ago and even taking care of the chickens. in meanwhile, you took care of the cooking, cleaning and sometimes helping theo in his duties as you are afraid that he is pushing himself.
➥ don’t bother me, [name]. despite letting him living with you for the past few days, theo wasn’t got close to you nor let you take care of his wounds, saying that he knows how to handle it. he is a little stubborn, you have to admit, but you can’t let him take of his own wounds, theo barely knows how to stitch his injuries and have zero clues on how to properly use the bandages. with enough lucky and discussion, he lets you take care of him, but only if you don’t use the anesthesia.
➥ a weird request, but you listen to his words and don’t use the anesthesia when cleaning his wounds. you don’t know why he prefers it, but it’s a little comforting to see him smiling when you are changing his bandages and taking care of him. and every time after you finish doing it, he kisses your cheek as a reward. you did a great job, [name]. why he keeps doing it? you don’t know, but with every kiss that theo gives you, it’s always make your heart skip a beat louder and faster.
➥ then after weeks of living together, it was time to theo to leave the bunker when his injuries got better, but you two got so close together in this time that you offered him to stay at the bunker with you and he accepted. it’s a great offer, not gonna to lie. and staying around you is going to be better than going outside, not knowing if im going survive another day. with that, you began officially living along theo inside the bunker.
➥ and living with theo got a little weird, maybe awkward(?) as he become more touchy around you. his large hands on your waist during moments that you thought to be alone or catching him spying when you are bathing, it makes you uncomfortable of course. however, when you think to bring it up to talk about it, theo cut the subject, i think you are overthinking, [name]. you know me, i won’t never do that.
➥ his words don’t affect you and you continue to take notices of his new behavior. it’s getting worse every day goes on, his touches become more intense (always having a hand on your waist or something even lower), he enters the bathtub with you (to save water), but what did you made panic was waking up in the middle of the night with theo sleeping with you. your body laying against his chest and his hand going lower to your private parts.
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“theo—“ he covers your mouth with the crook of his elbow, not giving you any chance to speak up with his hand going beneath your shorts, already feeling your sensitive part. this can’t be happening, it’s must be a nightmare.
without any warning, he inserted one finger inside you, resulting in your muffled scream being heard by theo only as your body shakes in fear, along with tears began to drop all over the nigh clothes. don’t worry, [name]. “i will be gentle, okay? i want to your first time to be special and unique.” so his single digit start moving inside your warmth walls, feeling how spongy and tight you are becoming due to his touch.
your body shakes when theo adds another finger inside, this is too much! you never expected to be this painful as you heard from friends back at college. your hands goes to his arm, trying to move it away his hand from your intimate parts, but ended receiving a head but from theo.
“don’t you dare! i been waiting for this for too long for you to ruin it!” another finger is put inside you, this time he goes faster and you are close, you can feel it despite not wanting to let him knowing it. “now be a good boy/girl/person and i will show you how to experience the best pleasure ever.”
the fingers began moving faster and faster, making [name]’s muffled moans turned into agonizing yells, trying to find anything to focus instead of the sensation that is inside your body. you attempt to imagine to be anywhere else, but not here, pretend that you are just with your late friends back at the town. pretending you aren’t living through hell.
and for what felt like hell, you finally came due to his fingers. a soft whimpering as you are finally give up of fighting and is already too tired from yelling for mercy, now your thighs and the sheets are dirty by your fluids, ruining the peaceful night that you wished to had, yet at least theo is over, meaning that you can go back to sleep…then you heard his zipper goes off.
“now, it’s my turn, [name].”
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erm uhh itto thirst?
making innocent itto squirt for the first time, either using your fingers, cock, or mouth and him just getting addicted to it
uhh afab language very much ok 👍
bottom ftm itto x top male reader
cw: afab language, squirting
the first time itto squirted, you were eating him out
itto arches his back, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as your tongue pleasures his g-spot, moaning loudly. "i- i'm gonna-" he gasps, suddenly squirting. he looks down in shock. he didn't know he could do that nor did he know how fucking good it felt. you look up at him, face covered in his juices. "...again- i wanna do it again-"
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then you started making him squirt in every way possible
you curl your fingers, your mouth latched onto his t-dick, and boom, itto lets out a shower of slick. he falls back onto the bed, breathing heavily. "one more time.."
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itto moans as you pull his hair back, making him twitch. he squeezes your cock tightly, about to come. he moans your name. "'m gonna come! 'm gonna-" he moans loudly, slick spurting onto the ground
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as you're fucking his thighs, you notice itto getting close. you pick up the pace and moments later, he squirts. he barely needs to be touched anymore, it's so easy to make him squirt now
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