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thinking about co-star!oikawa who you’re filming a rom com with. it’s fun, flirty, and the two of you have a good dynamic with each other whether that be on set or behind the scenes.

especially behind the scenes because the two of you are in a secret (not so secret) relationship. the whole hair and makeup crew has pretty much picked up on it. the makeup artists who have to re-do your makeup after the two of you are "practicing lines" in each other's trailer. they have to cover up hickey on your neck when you claim it's just a burn from the curling iron the hairstylist used. your hair in an up-do for this specific scene you're filming.

but what get's everyone caught up on your not so secret relationship is when the two of you have to film the steamy makeout scene in the movie that occurs when the two characters finally kiss each other. oikawa keeps "messing up" the kiss. going in for the kiss too early or too late, not making it perfect. so this leads to you having to re-do the scene fifteen times, and in between each time you're getting your makeup retouched up and you see him smirking and winking at you from across the room.

(during press tour, he's asked what his favorite scene to film was and he says the kiss. this stirs the pot for sure and the two of you are now trending on twitter with tweets such as - "oikawa tooru and l/n f/n dating confirmed? watch this clip")

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the silent type but he’ll walk behind you and slowly snake his hands around your waist, pulling you flush up against him; his hair will tickle when he kisses your neck, plush lips already ready to suck a hickey if not for the light playful push you gave him, but he’s holding direct eye contact with the guy who’s been eyeing you up and down like a piece of meat, he’ll make sure he knows you’re his to devour tonight

hajime iwaizumi, akaashi keiji, kageyama tobio and your favourites

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As a writer do you ever see someone liking all your posts about one topic and you think to yourself "oh man you'd LOVE this one story I wrote last month"

Is this normal or just me?

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It's GOTTA be the kiddo for me

✴︎ Bouncing on tired older bf toji’s cock after work while he drinks beer </3

Toji’s already grunting when you drop your weight on his lap. soft, bare thighs straddling his hips and bracketing around him like it’s your goddamn seat, and not the couch. He doesn’t even look at you—just sits there, all slouched and grumpy—drenched in dried sweat and work stress while he nurses a half-empty beer while Outdoor Boys plays on the TV behind you.

“You got no patience, do you?” he mutters lazily, eyes flicking over your tits as you shimmy out of your sleep shirt, already bare underneath. “Didn’t even let me shower first, dirty girl”.

You ignore him. His cock is already inside you. You made sure of it, of course.

And now you’re finally bouncing on his dick sloppily, skin slapping hard and loudly as you stuff him all the way up into your guts, whining and gasping every time he brushes deep inside your cunt—deep enough to knock something loose in your pretty empty head. Your hands are gripping his solid, broad shoulders but you’ve got no rhythm. Just frantic little bounces and desperate circles of your hips as your horny pussy slobbers all over his fat cock.

“Fuck—,” he grunts, one big hand casually groping your bouncing ass, spreading your plushy cheeks open like he owns you—like you’re just something for him to play with while he watches TV. His thumb slides down to your stretched out hole, teasing around it with a slow drag and feeling how sticky you are. “You’re frothing all over me, baby. What the fuck did you do today—lay around thinking about this cock?”

“Mhmh—uh-huh!,” you nod like a stupid idiot, glossy lips parted into a gaping O, drooling down your chin as your cunt sucks around him. “I missed it—missed you, missed your cock, missed feeling so full—fuck, daddy, I needed it—!”

“Yeah?” he sneers, calloused thumb moving higher and rubbing nasty, teasing circles on your tight rim while he drinks his beer. “Needed to be filled like a little fleshlight while I’m out busting my ass all day?”

You sob, hips jerking desperately for more as your pussy clenches around him hard. “Y-Yeah… m’sorry!”

He tsks and takes another slow sip, beer trickling down his jaw. He doesn’t bother wiping it. “Don’t even care I’m all fucking filthy. Got home not even ten minutes ago, and you’re already stuffing my cock back inside you like you’d die without it”.

Your head nods again, uselessly. Drool’s running down your chin now—shiny, your boobs bouncing wildly with each sloppy grind of your cunt down his length. He’s not even thrusting. You’re doing all the work. He just sits there—sweaty, big and mean—one hand bruising into the meaty flesh of your ass and the other’s holding his beer, still barely looking at you.

“You’re so mean…” You whimper, thighs shaking as you try to bounce faster. “You’re not even helping—”

He finally sets the beer down with a heavy clink, piercing eyes dragging up to meet yours. “You want help?” he growls, gripping your hips in both hands. “Fine”.

And then he slams up into you.

Once.

Twice.

Over and over till your eyes are rolling back and you’re moaning like some crazy pornstar bitch.

Your body jerks with the force of it, your mouth wide open in a broken moan. Toji’s cock bullies your insides, thick and heavy and slicked up with your cream, and he doesn’t slow down. He just uses your body like it’s nothing. His sweaty chest brushes your hard nipples every time he yanks you down. Pounding you till your brain turns to mush.

“Dumb fucking thing,” he groans, watching you fall apart on his dick. “Needed daddy to fuck the thoughts right outta that pretty head, huh?”

“I—fuck!—I’m gonna cum, daddddy—!”

“Yeah you are. Fucking better. You make this mess, you take this cock, you cum on it��nasty slut”.

Your whole body shudders as you fall apart, screaming and creaming around him while your ass bounces like a toy in his lap.

And Toji? He leans back on the couch again, grabs his half-canned beer, and smirks like he’s proud.

“Next time, wait till I’ve had a bite to eat, kiddo”.

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LIGHT YAGAMI. ꒱‎

cuffed & backshots. ⋆ groping. ⋆ watch it slide in. ⋆ delicacy. ⋆ plaything. ⋆ ruthless pounding. ⋆ blinded. ⋆ reversed cowgirl. ⋆ arch for him. ⋆ canon fucking. ⋆ bent over the counter.

L LAWLIET. ꒱‎

xo tatted all over his body. ⋆ unserious. ⋆ worshipper. ⋆ bent doggy. ⋆ bothering him. ⋆ sideways. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ under the desk support. ⋆ back tat. ⋆ misa dupe. ⋆ light a cig. ⋆ fingering.

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thinking about sukuna who fucks you in missionary after an argument so he can keep arguing with you. he currently has one of his hands wrapped around your neck, not applying any form of pressure, but as a reminder that he’s the one in control as he continues spitting his venom at you.

“you drive me fuckin’ crazy, woman.”, he grunts, the curve of his cock causing his tip to kiss that sweet spot of yours, your back arching at the pleasurable sensation.

“fuck you- ah.”, you whimper out as you feel that familiar hot white pleasure build up in your stomach, sukuna’s grasp on your neck tightening at your words as you watch the veins budge from his arms.

“don’t get fuckin’ mouthy, girl.” he replies, feeling your pussy clench around his cock which causes a scoff to escape his lips, “y’getting off on this? getting off on making me mad?”

you can’t help but hold back a smirk, damn right you were. he clicks his tongue, picking up the pace of his thrusts and bottoming out inside of you as his tip kisses your cervix, the mixture of pain and pleasure causing whiny moans to escape your parted lips, rolling your eyes to the back of your head.

“you’re a slut.” he spits, “such a slut for this dick, huh?”, sukuna grunts through heavy breaths, applying more pressure on your neck as his thrusts grow rougher, your gummy walls fluttering against his shaft, feeling your orgasm on it’s tipping point. you nod mindlessly at his words, your brows pinching together and a high pitched moan leaving your lips as you feel your high finally tips over the edge.

and with a sudden halt in sukuna’s thrusts, hearing that pathetic whine come from you, he laughs, “what? you think i was about to let you cum?”

“you’re an asshole.”, you scoff.

“mhm, tell me about it.” he says, leaning down to place a kiss on the side of your head, “if y’wanna cum so bad, beg me.”, he whispers against your ear, “beg me, slut.”

and for some reason, you felt your needy pussy throb at his filthy words. maybe you should get him worked up more often.

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⟢ 18 + content ꒱ ˎˊ˗ minors do not interact

꒰ satoru gojo ꒱ ୧

⟡ giving him a handjob while he sucks your tits

⟡ fingering you with suguru

⟡ he loves teasing your pussy before fucking you

⟡ titty fucking with satoru

꒰ suguru geto ꒱ ୧

⟡ eating you out while you jerk him off

⟡ fucking you in the backseat of his car

⟡ playing with your pussy

⟡ touching all over each other after a long day

꒰ kento nanami ꒱ ୧

⟡ fucking you on the edge of the bed

⟡ letting you grind on his cock

⟡ nanami fingering you on his lap

⟡ holding your hands while he fucks you from behind

꒰ toji fushiguro ꒱ ୧

⟡ big beefy toji fucking you from behind

⟡ playing with your ass while you fuck yourself on his cock

⟡ eating you out like a starved man

⟡ making you squirt all over the bed

꒰ ryomen sukuna ꒱ ୧

⟡ sitting on sukuna’s face

⟡ how sukuna fucks the attitude out of you

⟡ forcing you to get off without him

⟡ sukuna loves stretching you out

꒰ choso kamo ꒱ ୧

⟡ choso loves your tits

⟡ teasing him with your clothed pussy

⟡ bondage with choso

⟡ fucking you into the mattress after teasing him all day

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Oh hell yeah

୨୧﹕fem!reader, meg eating u out with a tongue piercing

he didn’t say a word.

just knelt between your thighs, calm, silent, eyes half-lidded and burning with focus. megumi always looked like he was calculating something—reading you like a puzzle, figuring out where to touch, where to taste, what would unravel you the fastest.

but when his mouth touched you?

there was nothing calculated about the way your body lit up.

his tongue pierced your clit like a fucking lightning strike.

cold metal. warm breath. pressure.

you gasped, fingers flying to his hair, yanking a fistful of black strands as his tongue flattened over your soaked slit, slow and teasing. he dragged the barbell of his piercing over your clit with a gentle swirl, then flicked. and flicked. and flicked.

“f-fuck, megumi—!” your hips bucked, thighs twitching around his head, but he didn’t stop. didn’t flinch.

he gripped your hips harder, keeping you still, jaw tight with concentration as he shoved his tongue deeper, fucking your hole with wet, obscene laps while the piercing toyed with your clit. the contrast drove you crazy—cool metal tapping that swollen bundle of nerves, his tongue hot and soft and relentless.

you whined, already teetering on the edge. “where the fuck did you—when did you—”

he glanced up at you with those half-lidded, heavy-lashed eyes, dark with mischief. the tiniest smirk ghosted across his face, and he flicked the barbell hard across your clit.

you screamed.

"didn’t think you’d notice," he said lowly between licks, lips glistening with your slick. “guess you like it.”

he dipped down again, burying his tongue deeper, and the piercing dragged over your clit again and again, tapping like a rhythmic taunt. he moaned low, vibrations rolling through you, and your back arched, thighs clamping tight around his head.

"shit—meg, i’m gonna—fuck, don’t stop—"

and he didn’t. if anything, he doubled down. flattened his tongue against your clit and dragged the metal bar up and down, slow and cruel, never giving you the break you begged for in ragged moans.

you came hard, cunt pulsing around nothing, soaking his mouth as you cried out, bucking wildly against his face.

and megumi just held you there, tongue never stopping, licking through every aftershock until you were shaking.

only when you collapsed against the mattress, boneless and twitching, did he pull back—his lips wet, chin glossy, tongue slipping out to run over the piercing like he was showing it off.

“you should thank me,” he said, voice low, smug, eyes dark. “got it just for you.”

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Favourite Postions: Kyotani (Mad Dog)

It’s not romantic.

Not soft.

Not the kind of thing you read about in books or whisper under moonlight. That’s never been his style. He doesn’t know what to do with delicate. Doesn’t trust the way it trembles in his hands.

But this? You—half-dressed and breathless, bent over the edge of his kitchen counter? That, he understands.

You’re on your toes, hands pressed flat to the cool marble, back curved just right—the shape of you etched into his fucking skull. He could draw it in his sleep. He dreams in the sounds you make when he pulls your hips back, the way your body jerks with every thrust like it’s wired to his own.

He doesn’t say much. Never has. His words come out in grunts, growls, the rough slap of skin meeting skin. But if he did speak, it’d be something filthy. Something true.

You were made for this.

His hands are gripping your hips so tight his knuckles are white, fingers bruising into your skin because he can’t help it. Because when you're moaning into the countertop, head down, begging without even using words—he loses every last bit of control. He needs to hear it. Needs to see the way your thighs tremble and your breath hiccups and your voice cracks when he hits that spot, again, again, just to see how long it takes until you’re shaking.

He watches your back arch. Watches your fingers claw at the edge of the counter. Watches your mouth fall open when he pulls out just far enough to make you whine and slams back in harder, teeth gritted, forehead slick with sweat.

You always take it so good. Too good. Like you want to be ruined by him.

And fuck if that doesn’t make his brain go static.

Sometimes, he bites.

Okay—a lot of the time.

Your shoulder, your neck, the curve of your spine—he leaves marks where no one else can see, but he knows they’re there. And you do too. Every bruise is a reminder. A signature. His. And no one else’s.

“Mine,” he says, voice low and rough, more growl than word. You nod, half-gone already, and that’s not enough.

“Say it.”

“Yours,” you gasp, all wrecked and breathless and perfect.

He groans like it hurts. Like it breaks something in him.

And then it happens.

You clamp down around him, a sudden, high-pitched cry leaving your throat like it caught you by surprise. You shudder, full-body, like your nerves short-circuited—hands scrambling, thighs locking around nothing as your orgasm crashes into you so hard it’s almost violent.

He freezes.

Just for a second.

Because something about the way you shake isn’t just pleasure—it’s raw. Guttural. Almost like you’re crying. Like something inside snapped loose and let everything spill out at once.

“Hey,” he mutters, voice still rough, but quieter now, buried in your hair as he slows, just slightly. "You good?"

You nod too fast. Too many times.

“‘M fine,” you whisper, breath hitching. "It just... surprised me."

You’re still trembling under him, and he can feel the way your pulse is racing. He leans over your back, mouth brushing your shoulder as he steadies his grip and moves again—but this time, slower. Controlled. Still deep. Still rough. But different.

Measured.

Because Kyōtani’s not good at talking, but he can listen. And he knows you. Knows what panic sounds like under pleasure. Knows the difference between a scream and a sob.

So he gives you something steady to hold onto. Gives you his breath against your skin, his hand tangled with yours now instead of holding you down.

He bites your shoulder one more time—gentle this time. Just enough to remind you he’s there. That he’s with you.

Because if you trust him to take you apart, then he’ll make sure you don’t fall all the way through.

There’s nothing in the world like this. Like you, bent over and begging, taking everything he gives without flinching. Trusting him, even when he’s rough. Even when he’s mean.

Especially then.

You’re the only thing that makes him feel like maybe he’s not a monster.

But right now? He still fucks you like one.

But if you fall, he’ll catch you—teeth, hands, bruises and all.

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Favourite Positions: Matsukawa

Matsukawa’s fingers have always been dangerous—long, skilled, patient. The kind of touch that never rushes, never fumbles—always intentional, always knowing exactly how to pull you apart.

And right now, he’s enjoying himself.

“Fuck, babe,” he murmurs, his deep voice laced with amusement as his fingers curl inside you just right. His other hand rests lazily against your thigh, keeping it spread while his dark, hooded gaze drinks you in. “You’re really soaking my hand like this?”

You don’t even have the breath to answer—not when his pace is slow, teasing, deliberate. Each drag of his fingers sends pleasure curling up your spine, each flick against that sweet spot making your thighs twitch.

Matsukawa just smirks. He likes seeing you like this—messy, desperate, coming undone because of him.

He drags his fingers out almost completely before sinking them back in with an infuriatingly slow roll of his wrist, the slick sound of your arousal making his smirk widen. “Hear that?” he murmurs, voice thick with amusement. “So fucking wet for me.”

His fingers work in deeper this time, curling just so, rubbing in slow, purposeful strokes against that sensitive spot that makes your breath stutter. He watches your face, reveling in the way your brows pinch, your lips parting in a desperate little gasp.

"You can take it," he coaxes, thumb circling your clit in lazy, wet strokes. "I know you can."

He starts a rhythm—his fingers thrusting deep, dragging back, his thumb applying just the right amount of pressure. The sensations build in slow waves, each motion pulling you higher, tightening the coil in your belly until it’s unbearable.

Your back arches, a choked moan slipping past your lips. He hums at the sound, clearly pleased, and then—he speeds up.

The shift is devastating—his fingers pumping harder, his thumb pressing just a little firmer, dragging you toward the edge so effortlessly it makes your head spin. He angles his wrist slightly, pressing his fingers deeper, rubbing in steady strokes that make your whole body tighten.

“Shit—Issei—”

“Yeah?” His grin is slow, teasing, as he leans in, lips grazing the inside of your knee. “You close, baby? Feels like you’re about to—”

He shifts again, pressing the heel of his palm against your clit, working you with practiced ease, and that’s all it takes. Your stomach tenses, pleasure snapping through you like a lightning strike.

You cry out as the pressure inside you snaps, your whole body tensing as pleasure crashes over you—white-hot, overwhelming, electric.

Matsukawa groans as you clench around his fingers, but he doesn't stop.

"That's it," he praises, still working you through it, his voice dropping to a rasp. "Fuck, that's so hot."

Your body jerks as another wave builds too fast, too intense—your moan cuts off into a strangled whimper as the overstimulation crashes through you, and suddenly—

"Ohh, shit—look at that."

Heat floods your face as pleasure rips through you again, liquid gushing over his hand, dripping onto the sheets. Your thighs shake, muscles spasming, your breath coming in ragged gasps as your body writhes in the aftershocks. A strangled whimper escapes you, your legs instinctively trying to close, but Matsukawa's firm grip keeps them spread. Your fingers clutch desperately at the sheets, your body trembling, overwhelmed and spent.

Matsukawa just watches—his tongue flicking over his lips, his expression damn near predatory.

"Fuck," he breathes, finally slowing his movements, letting you collapse against the bed. His fingers slip out of you, glistening, and he hums, clearly impressed.

"Didn't know you could do that, babe," he muses, bringing his soaked fingers to his lips, licking them clean with a smirk. "But now that I do…"

He leans down, voice dropping to a wicked whisper.

"Bet I can make you do it again."

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The green and pink puppy!! OMGGG!!!!

I made this to test out the posca pens I just got and to celebrate the announcement of the switch 2! 🐶🐭🎮

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Hinata Shoyo is so overly excited the first time you have sex.

He's too excited the first time you guys start and you need to tell him to slow down and remind him you've got all night.

He wants to try everything almost all at once. He'll be sooooo submissive...such a good boy and then he's so eagerly pounding into you and telling you he needs you now. But then he flips you over the next second and has you riding him!

He is the definition of pussy drunk he literally can't help himself once he gets a taste. He's moaning into you, grinding, humping, kissing, licking. And the best part is that he's thanking you the whole time, calling you sweet and saying how good you are to him <3

(aged up ofcc<33))

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Last part of the first paragraph is sooooo

no one really knew kagami was so insecure, but being with you- the prettiest girl he’d ever met, how could he not be?

a stronger player would steal your heart from him one day, he was sure!

that’s what makes aomine’s flirting so unbearable, “come on kagami, you’re reading too much into it.” is what testu always tells him, but kagami knows better.

he has to stake his claim, what better way then inviting aomine to the locker room for a surprise show?

a/n: this is all I day dream about

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After the game ended he dragged you to the locker room, getting ready to prove to aomine that you were his. Your wrists gently being held in his hands as he slammed the door open, immediately sliding your tiny skirt off, barely covering the swell of your ass. He'd never tell you what not to wear, just getting rid of anyone who looked at you the wrong way.

“T-tai”  you moaned out, his touch leaving you breathless as he pulled you closer into him. His knee parting your thighs rubbing your clit with it, your cotton panties getting wetter by the second. 

“Cmon baby you know I'd treat you so much better than him. Fuck you better, eat you up every chance i got, make you cream on me over and over again.” aomine remarked watching the scene unfold, a devilish smirk appearing on his face while a flustered one appeared on yours.

This wasn't the first time someone had flirted with you, you were the prettiest thing he's ever laid his eyes on; in fact the whole city's sweetheart, making everyone blush just from walking by them.

But you were not as fond of the attention, feeling violated if anything; and as usual your big strong boyfriend came to save the day, even beating their ass if he needed to. Making you fall for him even more as you clinged to his arm on the walk home, looking up at him like he was your whole world with your starry eyes.

But when you didn't call for him that's when he noticed something was up. The fact that you let aomine call you pretty, beautiful, any words along those lines. Not caring, even saying thank you, a bright smile appearing on your face, along with tetsuya telling him he was overreacting made him furious.

Not wanting to take it out on you, you weren’t the one initiating it. You were just his sweet angel that he worshipped the ground you walked on, along with everyone else. But that fact that his competitor was doing this knowing you were his, made him snap.

It was the first time someone had said something so vulgar to you, making you stutter not knowing how to respond , but luckily on cue, your boyfriend was here to take care of you again. This not being the first time aomine has paid attention to you, but his words were usually sweet and kind, not wanting to get on your bad side.

“Who says i don't do that to them already?” He gritted out, already fuming with his words, his tone making you clench as his grip grew tighter on you as he laid you down, sling your soaked panties down your legs, the slick sticking to your thighs.

Again he treated you like the princess you were, not caring if you wanted him to eat your sweet little cunt out in the middle of the night, he would do it, do anything for you. Knowing your body inside and out, knowing just where to place his fingers in you to make you gush and cum everywhere, making a mess that he loved.

HIs pants were quickly down, his cock already parting your lips, making its way in as your back was against the bench, arching at the feeling of him stretching you out. You sweet moans escaping your mouth as your arms flailed around until they landed onto his neck, gripping the back of his hair tightly.

He noticed aomine’s eyes on your body as he thrusted into you. Your body shaking in his hold, soft thighs spread open just for him. Pride growing in his chest that he was the one between your legs and not the other man. Knowing how your pussy was modeled to him now after ruining your innocence over and over again.

Now leading to the situation he got himself in. After making you cum a few times, him finally following, pulling out with you crying for more, always being so needy. Aomine now standing in front of you, realizing youre about to take it again, that this isn't over. And the heat rising to your face, embarrassed that your getting off on this.

“Cum in her and i'll beat your ass” he grunted, already mad at himself for sharing your sacred body with another man, with anyone.

“Okay, okay.” aomine said lining himself up with you, you little hole already clenching around nothing, missing your boyfriend's fat cock in it. Needing someone to touch you right now or you would cry, being dramatic as possible to get some attention. 

His precious little angel getting defiled by two strong, big men; towering over her, her poor little cunt getting abused over and over agian, he shoudnt like this as much as he does, swearing this would be the last time someone else even saw your body, not giving a fuck whether it was one of your girlfriends, you were his.

“You okay baby?” he asked, bottoming out in you. You nodded, the feeling of aomine now inside you making you feel at ease, being more comfortable with something inside you. The guilt disappearing and being replaced with need, not even notivng yourself fucking onto him as he laughs.

 “Shh, its okay pretty. Ill take care of you now” he said side eyeing your boyfriend, a grin placing itself on his face while kagami murmured something under his lips coming up to you.

His hand placed itself under your chin, lifting your face. Turning your head to face him, pleasing him that you already knew what he wanted; he shows a warming smile and uses his other hand to part your lips, offering you his cock. "Open up that pretty little mouth."

Your eyes lingering on it before wrapping your lips around the head, eager and desperate as aomine starts thrusting into you. Slipping out of you cunt then shoving himself back in, making you cry out. The roughness being unusual to you while your mouth is now holding his cock in the back of your throat, sucking on it like a piece of candy.

You don't know what to do with a dick in your mouth, usually being a pillow princess as he called it, not that he minded. But you're nervous that you'd do something to it, like accidently use your teeth; so you just let it rest on your tongue, mouth sucking on it like he told you.

His cock inside you nudges deeper and deeper. Letting out moans out causing kagami to let out huffs and groans, the vibrations making his cock grow closer to spilling as aomine’s hands dig into your thighs, his calloused fingers tainting your delicate skin.

"Ah-, please ahh-, hurr-y, please" you sobbed out to aomine, breaking yourself from his cock, your spit being the only thing connecting it. Aomine leans up and strokes your cheek, wiping the tears away. Bringing his finger down to your clit, rubbing it as he cooed at you. “it hurts, baby?  m’sorry, i'll make you feel good.” 

"Fuck, princess. Gonna cum down your little throat so much baby." he said, placing it back in your mouth, big warm hands holding your cheeks steady. 

The precum in the back of your mouth, spilling onto your tongue along with the drool escaping between your lips. The pain of his thrusts tearing through you, big and fat, pounding you faster with every movement. 

Your lips hurt, spread open so far, both of them moaning at the sight of you.  Aomine quickly pulls out of you, moving to stroke his cock on top of you. Letting out curses and groans as kagami grabs your jaw and does the same.Your breath quickly running out.

You cough as you feel cum dripping down your throat, spit bubbles bursting from the little gaps in your mouth around  his cock as he finally lets go. Aomine saying “fuck” as he releases on to your face, closing you eyes in shock, some of it getting onto your lips, not even knowing who cum it was anymore as you could feel it all over your face.

Kgami wiped your eyes, wanting you to see him as he pulled away when he finished. Your fucked out body laying ont he bench, covered in their cum. They looked at you like you were a work of art, there dicks drawing in size again as they both looked at each other and said in unison “Fuck.”  

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• 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦/𝘶𝘴𝘦 ‹𝟹

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What are our thoughts on Kagami Taiga with Tattoos? Lmk!!

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Oikawa Tooru things <3

• Bro cannot do ANYTHING without you, like he's the type to throw a fit and text you complaining that he misses you

Tooru👀 : I miss you! Everyone here is sooo boring

Tooru👀 : except Iwa

Tooru👀 : do you still like me??

Tooru👀 : do you even miss me too?

Tooru👀 : it's fine my baby doesn't like me anymore:(

Tooru👀 : oh please text me back or call me, cutie!!

Tooru👀 : I miss you

• He's so baby boy. I just think he gets in these moods where his need for your approval and attention get really bad and he does EVERYTHING to try to make himself look good

Running his fingers through his hair

Giving you bedroom eyes

Stretching while simultaneously flexing his biceps

Manspreading

• I feel like it's almost his way of saying "Look at me!! Look at me!! See how hot I am?? "

You're kind of like volleyball to him in the way that he always needs your eyes on him. Looking at him, adoring him, praising him

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Oikawa *cough cough*