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thinking about sleepy morning sex with sae, his arm resting around your waist while his boner pokes the back of your thigh, causing you to roll your eyes at his predictability.

but like always, you find yourself spreading your legs to give sae easier access as his rough hand moves your panties to the side, lining up his already leaking cock against your entrance.

he slides in like a glove, your walls sucking him in instantly as he begins rocking his hips back and forth in a lazy manner, instinctively tightening his grip around your waist while littering gentle kisses along your neck.

you don’t have to say anything for sae to notice how good your feel. you’re eyes shut together and your mouth parts as sae continues thrusting into you, a quiet groan coming from his lips, feeling you clench around him tightly.

he’s definitely more sensitive in the mornings, not being able to last half the time he usually does. so, he brings his free hand to your clit, rubbing frantic circles until he feels your back arch against his chest, signalling that you were close.

the sound of your ass colliding against his pelvis and your heavy breaths are all that can be heard in your bedroom with you both beginning to reach your peak. sae gently bites on the skin of your shoulder, rutting into you desperately until he feels your gummy walls contract around his cock and a quiet whine comes from your throat.

“fuck..”, he whispers, holding you close as your eyes roll back and your body writhes against him, your fluttering pussy sending him over the edge and releasing his heavy load against your walls and filling you up completely.

you breathe out a heavy breath while your boyfriend gently kisses your shoulders and neck before muttering, “that was a nice start to the morning.”

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bf!rin who loves leaving marks all over your body, especially on your neck and collarbones where everyone can see them

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helloo i’m chevie, or chev!

latest work; conflicted feelings. (chap. 1-10)

current focus : conflicted feelings.

minor, she/her, infj!

@chviee where i update / talk to me more there!

masterlist.

f: fluff, hc : headcanons, cr : crackfic, a : angst, ch : chatfic, w : written fic r : romantic, p : platonic

(ch, cr, r) pranking him with your friend that cosplayed as a guy, ft. sae, otoya, aiku, sendou, shidou, rin, kaiser click here!

(ch, r) you accidentally confessed to your best friend while being drunk, ft. sae, rin, shidou, kaiser, bachira, isagi, ness, chigiri, nagi, reo. click here for : pt. 1, pt.2, and reo bonus

(ch, cr, r) you give out your hear me outs to your boyfriend, ft. sae, yukimiya, ness, aiku, otoya, karasu, hiori. click here for : pt. 1, pt. 2

(ch, cr, p) you trash-talk your teacher with your classmate, ft. charles, otoya, bachira, loki, shidou. click here!

(ch, f, r) husband texts with the master strikers, ft. noa, lavinho, chris, snuffy, loki. click here!

(ch, w, a) your bestfriend got jealous of your crush, as your crush is taking interest. ft. sae & rin, isagi & kaiser, nagi & reo, bachira & otoya, aiku & sendou. click here!

(w, a, f) in which your bestfriend always wanted you, but.. ft. sae & rin, isagi & kaiser, nagi & reo, bachira & otoya, aiku & sendou. click here!

(ch, cr, r, f) rin itoshi boyfriend texts. click here!

(hc, r, f) singer you with sae itoshi. click here!

(f, r, ch) you found his childhood pictures, ft. sae, rin, bachira, kaiser, ness, karasu, otoya, reo, barou, hiori. click here for : pt. 1, pt. 2

(f, ch, p, r) in which it’s your birthday! ft. rin (r), isagi, bachira, otoya, chigiri, nagi, reo. click here!

(ch, r) in which rumors speculated that you are dating someone else. ft. various blue lock characters click here for : pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4

(ch, r, f) in which your sibling confessed to your crush for you. ft. sae, rin, kaiser, yukimiya, loki. click here!

(ch, r, cr) in which your boyfriend reacts to your fictional crush. ft. rin, bachira, reo, chigiri, ness. click here!

(r, ch, f) in which your boyfriend finally got his phone back from blue lock! ft. nagi, otoya, rin, isagi, karasu. click here!

(ch, cr, r) in which you asked your boyfriend, how much to a kiss another person. ft. sae, shidou, reo, isagi, otoya. click here!

(ch, cr, r) you retweeted a “#ihatemyboyfriend” post, and your boyfriend finds it! ft. sae, shidou, rin, yukimiya, karasu. click here!

(ch, f, r) kunigami rensuke boyfriend texts. click here!

(w, r, f) difference between ‘itoshi sae’ and ‘honey’. click here!

(ch, r) conflict = chemistry, smau series ft. itoshi sae! click here to find out about it more!

(ch, r) conflicted feelings, sequel to conflict = chemistry, ft. itoshi sae, yukimiya kenyu. click here to find about it more!

(w, f, a) your FIRST love and first LOVE. ft. itoshi brothers. click here!

(w, f, r) michael kaiser’s story, and his feelings that includes you. click here!

(ch, cr) in which you gave your bestfriend a terrible pick up line. ft. sae, shidou, kunigami, kaiser, ness. click here!

(w, r) type of lovers they are, ft. various blue lock. (valentines special) click here!

(ch, cr, r) someone gave you chocolate, without knowing you are allergic! ft. sae, rin, karasu, loki, otoya, aiku, yukimiya, kunigami, ness, kaiser. (valentines special) click here for : pt. 1, pt. 2

click here for rules!

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┌─ .✦ DOES INARIZAKI PREFER BRATS OR GOOD GIRLS?

best haikyuu team??? best haikyuu team 🙂‍↕️.

— OSAMU MIYA, loves a sweet, obedient good girl who listens, cooks with him, and blushes when praised. melts when you say “yes sir,” or follow instructions without hesitation. he loves to spoil you with soft touches and gentle dominance, but he’s firm when needed. the better you are, the more rewards you get. he makes you feel like his everything. “there ya go, sweetheart. knew you could listen.”

— SUNA RINTAROU, a quiet brat. the subtle eye rolls, smirks, and passive disobedience, he finds brats entertaining. the type to not react right away, but he’s definitely keeping score. you’ll pay for it later, you always do. he stores every little challenge away like ammo. later, when you least expect it, he’ll flip the switch and make you pay for every eye-roll. quiet, cold payback. “you done?”

— MIYA ATSUMU, a brat. only because he thrives off the chase. he loves the attitude, the teasing, the fight for control. the more you sass, the more he smirks. he’ll tease, edge, deny—make you earn your pleasure. The more you pout, the more he grins. loves turning you into a moaning mess. “oh? that mouth’s real loud for someone who’s gonna be beggin’ in five minutes.”

— KITA SHINSUKE, the most respectful, sweet good girl. he does not entertain brats. he’s calm, composed, and very traditional. he wants someone respectful, disciplined, and eager to serve—not challenge him. he’s all about structure. loves a girl who kneels without being told, keeps her eyes down, and takes his guidance seriously. his control is quiet but absolute—and he’s so soft when you obey. “If you can’t behave, you don’t deserve my hands on you.”

— ARAN OJIRO, a brat with a lot of sass. he’s chill. real laid-back. but a little attitude? he loves that. It makes things interesting. he’ll match your energy—laugh with you, banter—but the moment it crosses a line, his voice drops. his hand tightens. that grip turns punishing. he makes brats feel small, but safe. wrecked, but cherished. “you keep talkin’ like that, baby, and I’m gonna have to remind you who you belong to.”

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🍙 HAIKYUU

Worth the chaos (suna rintarou)

🍨 NCT DREAM

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worth the chaos 🫧

summary: when kaia hanake (YOU) and rintarou suna finally decided to flex eo on social media after being a private and lowkey relationship for years.

The air crackled with unspoken energy on Inarizaki High's graduation day. Cherry blossoms, coaxed into early bloom, carpeted the school grounds in a soft pink hue, mirroring the flush on Kaia Hanake's cheeks. She adjusted her graduation gown, the dark fabric a sharp contrast to the vibrant blossoms. Beside her, Rintarou Suna stood, impossibly nonchalant despite the momentous occasion. His dark hair, usually a bit messy, was neatly combed, and his graduation gown hung perfectly from his lean frame.

For years, they had navigated the chaotic halls of Inarizaki, a silent, unwavering force in each other's lives. Rintarou, the middle blocker with the legendary deadpan and an uncanny ability to draw the eye, and Kaia, the sharp-witted wing spiker and vice president of the student council. Their relationship, a carefully guarded secret known only to their volleyball teammates, Coaches, and a few close friends from other schools, was about to be revealed.

They had both agreed. Graduation was the perfect time. A clean slate, a new beginning, and the freedom to finally acknowledge the years they had spent weaving their lives together.

Kaia took a deep breath, nervousness twisting in her stomach. Rintarou, ever perceptive, reached out and squeezed her hand, his touch grounding. "Ready?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble that only she could hear over the celebratory chatter.

She nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. He pulled out his phone, took a quick picture of them side-by-side, gowns and all, and posted it on his notoriously inactive Instagram account. Kaia did the same on hers. The caption on both was simple: "Graduation day. ♡"

The school buddy exploded.

Within minutes, the comments started pouring in.

**Atsumu: ** Finally! About time you two lovebirds came out of the burrow! (With about a million heart emojis)

**Osamu: ** Told you guys it was only a matter of time. Knew you two were thick as thieves since freshman year.

**Kita: ** Congratulations, Suna and Hanake. You both worked diligently. Wishing you success in your future endeavors.

**Aran: ** Damn, Rintarou! You kept this a secret longer than I thought! Gratz!

Kenma (from Nekoma): ... Took you long enough.

Kuroo (also from Nekoma): Wow! Suna actually showed emotion! Congrats to you both! Bet Kaia keeps you in line, huh, Kitty-cat?

Bokuto (from Fukurodani): HEY HEY HEY! CONGRATS YOU TWO! KAIA-CHAN IS SO AWESOME!

Akaashi (also from Fukurodani): Congratulations, Suna-san, Hanake-san. I always suspected.

The Inarizaki High gossip page was in absolute meltdown. Students scrambled to piece together the fragments of memories, searching for clues they had missed over the years. "Suna-san and Hanake-san? Seriously?!" "But… Suna-san never seemed interested in anyone!" "Hanake-san always seemed so focused!"

Admirers, both of Rintarou and Kaia, were baffled. Some were heartbroken. Others, grudgingly accepting. But as the initial shock wore off, a realization began to dawn. Throughout the years, despite the rumors of him being a heartbreaker, Rintarou had never genuinely flirted with anyone else. He was polite, reserved, and kept to himself. He was always… there. Always present, a quiet observer, especially when Kaia was around.

Kaia, too, had always remained detached from the romantic entanglements that consumed their classmates. Driven and ambitious, she dedicated her time to her studies and volleyball. Now, it all made sense. They weren’t disinterested, they were… invested. In each other.

That evening, as the graduation celebrations wound down, Rintarou and Kaia found themselves alone on the bleachers overlooking the empty volleyball court. The setting sun painted the sky in hues of orange and purple.

"Chaos, huh?" Kaia said, scrolling through the endless notifications on her phone.

Rintarou shrugged, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Expected." He leaned back, resting his hands behind his head. "Worth it."

Kaia nudged him playfully. "You're not worried about all the… attention?"

"You're worth it," he repeated, his gaze unwavering, his dark eyes reflecting the fiery sunset.

Kaia leaned closer, her heart swelling with affection. To the world, Rintarou might have been a mysterious and aloof figure. But to her, he was everything. He was comfort, strength, and unwavering support. He was the silent understanding they shared, the stolen glances across the crowded cafeteria, the whispered encouragements during grueling practices. He was home.

She reached out, intertwined her fingers with his, and rested her head on his shoulder. The commotion of the day faded away, replaced by the comfortable silence they had always cherished. They were Rintarou Suna and Kaia Hanake, and they were finally free to be themselves, together, in the light of day. The future was uncertain, but one thing was clear: their story had just begun.

note: I know we all agree that suna is chronically online, he may or may not give hints of his relationship. 😌

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Take it | l.jn

🎧 into it . chase atlantic

☆ jeno x reader

⋆ 18+ mdni!

⋆ word count! 1.5k

oneshot, nonidol!jeno, afab!reader, bf!jeno, dom!jeno, sub!reader, unprotected sex, car sex, dirty talk, manhandling, possessiveness, spanking, brief cumplay, teensie bit of degradation, creampie, a bit public (they’re in a parking lot), use of pet names (baby), porn no plot...

synopsis . car sex with jeno. that’s it.

likes, reblogs, comments are appreciated!!

author note: you guys voted jeno so here it is! ;p

i apologize if there is any mistakes, this isn't proof read and english isn't my first language. enjoy!! ><

“W-what if someone sees—?” you squeak out, eyes scanning the parking lot in case of any passerby.

“Fuck worrying about who sees,” your boyfriend says, voice rough as he manhandles you in the backseat.

His knee slots between your legs, one of his hands snaking up your neck—his fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head back, exposing your throat for him to claim.

Teeth scrape against your pulse point, his other hand sliding up your shirt, calloused fingers digging in the soft flesh of your stomach.

“Gonna ruin you so good,” he rasps out, his mouth pressing wet kisses to your neck, “that you forget how to speak.”

His hips grind down on you just hard enough for you to feel how hard he is, and then his mouth is on yours.

The kiss is all tongue and teeth. It’s heated, it’s rushed, it’s messy. But that’s how it was with Jeno, and you loved every bit of it.

When he pulls back from the kiss for air, you waste no time getting on all fours, sticking your ass out for him eagerly.

Jeno’s breath catches in his throat as you get on your knees for him with shameless eagerness, your ass pressing against the thick outline of his cock—already hardening at the sight of you basically begging for him.

He shakes his head with a low chuckle, weren’t you just freaking out about being in public a few minutes ago?—and here you were, presenting yourself to him like a good little slut.

His hands find your hips, fingers digging into your flesh possessively as he lets out a low groan.

“Fuck—” his hips jerk forward instinctively, the fabric of his jeans straining as you grind back against him. “You’re starving for it, baby, look at you,” he says, amused.

You only offer him a whine in response as you press up against him, teasingly wiggling your ass against his arousal.

One of his hands fist in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your neck once again. His other hand lands a stinging slap across your ass—the sound sharp in the quiet of the car, and you can’t hold back the moan that leaves your mouth at the sting.

“Gonna fuck you stupid,” he growls, teeth scraping your neck briefly before pulling back and flipping your skirt up, fingers hooking into your panties and tearing them down your thighs. “Make your scream my name until you’re too dumb to even think straight.”

He frees his length, cock springing to his abdomen, already leaking with precum.

He teases your slit, guiding the head of his cock up and down your dripping folds, gathering your wetness before he pushes against your entrance—hips snapping to yours with no warning.

You can’t hold back the choked moan that leaves you at his sudden thrust, walls clenching involuntarily, your hands coming to grip the car door for stability.

Jeno’s fingers dig in the soft flesh of your hips as he slams into you with brutal precision—he knows your body like the back of his hand. Each snap of his hips driving his cock deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside of you that makes your vision go blank.

“F-fuck— Jeno!” you whine out. The pretty little moans spilling past your lips just spurring him on.

The car rocks slightly with every punishing thrust, the leather seats creaking under your combined weight as your nails claw at whatever you can reach.

“That’s it—fucking take it,” he snarls, voice thick with lust as his palm comes down sharp on your ass—the slap echoing through the car. You can’t help but clench around him at the tinge of pain mixed with pleasure.

“Keep squeezing me like that—“ he starts, followed by a guttural noise as his hips continue snapping to yours. “Just makes me want to ruin you more—” he grunts.

One of his hands slam against the window, his fingers splaying against the glass as his thighs tremble. His free hand fists in your hair, yanking your head back to attach his lips to your delicate skin, littering your throat in his marks—his teeth sinking down in your sensitive flesh before pressing soft kisses, soothing the mark.

“Gonna cum so deep inside you,” he rasps out, voice hoarse as his hips pick up pace. His thrusts grow erratic, his cock pulsing as your walls flutter around him. “Fill this pretty pussy, gonna— fuck— feel me for days.” He snarls, hips rolling in shallow brutal thrusts, his breathing coming out short and ragged.

And when you sob his name, the sound that leaves his lips is almost feral. His hand leaves the window to grip your hip, fingers digging into you as he drags you back against him—your ass pressing against his body with every thrust.

“J-jeno—! So c-close, m’so close—!” you cry out with a whiny moan.

His thrusts turn punishing, feeling his own orgasm coiling in the pits of his stomach.

Your tight walls clench around his length as your body starts to sputter with your incoming release.

“Jeno—!” you sob, his name spilling your lips like some sort of prayer.

Jeno’s entire body tenses as he feels you clench around him—his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave bruises as a guttural groan leaves his lips.

“Fuck—fuck, baby” he rasps, voice wrecked as he watches you starting to fall apart beneath him, your body trembling as you sob his name. His grip on you tightens, pulling you impossibly closer as his hips snap foward, driving himself deeper in your sweet cunt.

“That’s it,” he groans, his breath hot against your ear as his fingers trail up your spine, one hand coming to wrap around your throat from behind—not choking, but applying enough pressure to make your breath hitch. “Take it—take every fucking inch like the good girl you are.”

His other hand slide down to your clit, fingers working in tight, brutal circles as he fucks into you harder, his pace relentless now.

And when you sob again, walls fluttering around his thick length—his hips start to stutter as he chases his own release, his body burning for you.

You come undone with a breathless scream. Your sobs, whimpers, and the lewd sound of your bodies connecting fill the car as Jeno chases his own realease, overstimulating your poor abused cunt.

Jeno’s pace turns sloppy as your cunt clenches around him like a vice, your scream of pleasure sending a shiver straight down his spine. His bruising grip on your hips doesn’t falter, holding you flush against him as he fucks you through your orgasm—each ragged thrusts dragging his cock against your oversensitive walls.

“That’s it—fuck—squeeze me just like that,” he growls, his voice thick with need as his hips continue snapping to yours, his balls slap against your clit with every snap of his hips. His breath comes out in short ragged pants, pressing his head to your shoulder as he chases his release.

Your whimpers only spur him on—his strong grip pulling you back against him as he keeps fucking into you with brutal precision.

The car reeks of sex, the leather seats slick with sweat as your body trembles beneath him, completely wrecked by his touch.

“Fuck, baby— Gonna cum, deep,” he snarls, his thrusts turning erratic, his cock pulsing inside of you as his orgasm rips through him.

Hot, thick ropes of his cum flood your cunt, his hips grinding roughly against your ass as he milks himself dry inside of you.

He collapses over you with a shuddering groan, his lips brushing your shoulder in a possessive kiss, murmuring a soft “mine” before pulling out of you.

When he finally pulls out, his cum drips down your thighs—the evidence of his claim undeniable. Your thighs shake as you’re left empty, body slumping against the seat.

Jeno catches you before you fully collapse, his strong arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you flush against his chest.

His hand grab your jaw, tilting your head so he can press a kiss to your lips before he trails down your neck, pressing open mouth kisses to your skin.

His hands roam your trembling body as he whispers, “Took me so well, didn’t you, baby?”

His fingers trail down your stomach, dipping down your thighs to feel the mess he made—your slick coating his fingers as he groans.

He brings his fingers up to your lips, pressing, and you take his fingers in your mouth. His breath hitches as your tongue swirls around his fingers, licking them clean like the good little slut he knows you are.

He presses a lingering kiss to your cheek before dragging his wet fingers down your chin, smearing your own slick across your lips and down your jaw.

“Fuck,” he groans, “So perfect, all mine.”

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cw: cowgirl, size kink, overstimulation, slight overstimulation

“There you go, pretty girl.”

Suna’s voice was slow, drawling, thick with amusement as he watched you struggle to sink down on his cock, your thighs trembling, fingers digging into his toned chest.

He looked so fucking relaxed—sprawled out against the pillows, hands gripping your hips, half-lidded golden eyes drinking in the way you whined, how your body shuddered every time you took another inch.

“S’too big,” you panted, nails pressing into his skin.

“You can take it,” he murmured, his fingers tightening around your hips. “You always do.”

You whined, legs shaking as you finally, finally sat down fully, his cock stretching you open, pushing so fucking deep you felt like you were going to break.

Suna groaned, his head tipping back against the pillows, his jaw slack. “Shit, baby, look at you.”

You clenched around him, earning a sharp hiss from between his teeth.

“Don’t fuckin’ tease,” he muttered, his eyes flickering up to yours, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips. “Move.”

Your breath hitched, and you tried—you really did—but your legs were still shaking, body already too fucked-out from how deep he was inside you.

Suna clicked his tongue. “Tch. Cute.”

Then his hands moved—gripping your waist tight, rolling his hips up as he forced you to move.

A strangled moan ripped from your throat as he guided you, dragging you up his length before slamming you back down. The obscene slap of skin filled the room, your moans mixing with his deep groans as he bounced you on his cock, fucking you onto him like a damn toy.

“Fuck, feel so good,” Suna gritted out, watching the way your tits bounced, the way your eyes were going hazy, your mouth dropping open with every sharp thrust.

“Too much,” you slurred, nails scraping down his chest.

“Too bad,” he muttered, voice thick with pleasure. “You wanted to ride, yeah? So ride.”

He helped you—lifting you up, slamming you down, dragging out every broken moan, every desperate sob. Your thighs were burning, overstimulation creeping up your spine, but fuck, he felt so good, so deep, hitting that spot that made you see white.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—‘Rin—!”

His smirk deepened. “Gonna cum?” His fingers pressed into your clit, rubbing slow, lazy circles, a cruel contrast to the brutal pace of his hips. “Go on, then. Cum for me, baby.”

You sobbed, body locking up, pleasure crashing over you so hard it stole the breath from your lungs.

Suna groaned, gripping your hips tight, his thrusts turning sloppy as he fucked up into you, his jaw clenched, his eyes dark.

“Shit—fuck—” He shuddered, his head tilting back as he spilled inside you, his grip bruising, his cock twitching as he filled you.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was heavy breathing, your body still trembling from the aftershocks.

Then Suna’s hands smoothed up your thighs, slow and lazy, his golden eyes flickering up to yours, hooded and amused.

“Told you you could take it.”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: I might double post today😛

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Grocery Shopping.

Ft. Suna Rintarō

Notes: NSFW minors dni, fingering, car sex, afab reader, fluff at beginning, swearing, pet names

“rin,” you groan, as the crooked wheel of the trolley jams into the back of your heel for the millionth time. “drive the goddamn trolley straight, please.”

there’s a laugh. husky and low, belonging to the man you call your own.

“but, love,” he whines, that familiar drawl in his nonchalant tone as he pushes the trolley a little so you’re walking side by side. “it’s not my fault it’s wonky. you should take that up with someone who works here,”

you can’t help but roll your eyes at his teasing tone and instead decide to aim your focus at the apples that are cheaper than usual. the shine of the skin “a-peeling” as suna comments behind you.

you usually shop together, late at night like this when he doesn’t have training. it’s probably the only time when you’re not drowned in work or your boyfriend is building up his thighs like a god at the gym.

“doll, what else was on the list?” your lover’s voice is serious, as he stares at the aisle numbers in concentration. “why am i thinking of butter? did we even need butter?” your laugh resounds in his ear, as you explain it was bread, not butter. “ohhh, bread. gotcha. be back in a second.” he shoots you an award winning smile, before pushing the trolley to the bread aisle, almost looking too elated to be here with you at the supermarket.

“what’s gotten into him?” you mumble to yourself as you pick up other items on the mental list you made. when ten minutes have passed, and no rintarō has appeared for a suspicious amount of time, you walk down briskly, scanning each aisle.

“rin?” you call, scanning through every area, like a lookout team.

“darling, over here!” an excited voice rings out and you stop in your tracks, walking down the dangerously alluring sweets aisle.

“what are you doing?” you ask with a laugh, seeing wide and excited eyes gracing your boyfriend’s features.

“they have chūpets in stock!” his hands can’t seem to move any faster, as he looks through the different flavours.

“i’ve never seen you more excited, truly,” you say teasingly, as he gives you a pointed look.

“i get excited about plenty of things, hun. i’ve got no idea what you’re saying,”

“yeah? and how much are you willing to bet chūpets are better than sex?” you dare ask, wondering what his reply will be. there’s a beat of silence.

“fuck. that’s a hard question.” he replies, his face grim with indecisiveness. you laugh, playfully hitting his arm.

“you actually have to think about it?” i ask, as he places three packets of chūpets into the trolley. the two of you head to the self check out, scanning your items.

“i mean, both are good. very good,”

“but this is sex i’m talking about. you really believe jelly fruit sticks compare?” your banter is comfortable and flirtatious, as rintarō pushes the trolley to your car. as he unloads the bags, he hums in thought.

“chūpets are gifts from the gods themselves, love. i can’t argue with fact,” his voice clearly pokes fun at you, as he shuts the boot door with a firm hand.

“i’d argue they’re not as satisfying as a good blow job,”

“what? ‘cause of the same sucking motion?” he says, a mischievous glint in his eye.

“suna rintarō!” you cry out, giving him a look of pure unadulterated shock. “you did not just say that!”

he shrugs, but the grin on his face is practically devilish. “did i?” he puts the trolley away with a satisfied look plastered over his features. “why? are you going to prove me wrong, angel?” at this, his voice is lower now; richly suave and so thick with desire, you might as well be bathing in honey.

“you’re a tease. a fucking tease, you know that?”

“mmm, i did, actually.” a gentle hand grasps your hip, as he pulls you in, closing all distance between you.

“we’re in the middle of a car park, rintarō,” you remind him, your lips severely close to his. shit, you want to kiss him so badly.

“it’s almost midnight, doll. nobody’s around to see us,” his lips graze yours, but only for a second. “besides, we gotta test that bet of ours,”

another kiss breaks the surface fleetingly, before you’re dragged into the back seats of the car, the door shutting firmly behind you.

“rin, it’s not more than a fifteen minute drive hom-” you don’t get to finish your sentence as you’re pulled under your boyfriend, his lips crashing against yours.

it takes you a minute to regain your breathing, only to lose it again, his hands in your hair, yours around his neck as he craves for more.

“i want you, darling. right here, right now.”

and you’d be a complete fool to deny him that.

“then take me,” you whisper into his mouth before you’re kissing again, his tongue finding his way into your mouth as his touches grow rougher.

“fuck.” he groans, peppering your neck with kisses as his hands trail down to the buttons of your pants. “let me taste you,” he pleads, untying the string of his sweats. “can i have you, baby? please?”

“yes,” you breathe, watching as his pants and boxers are discarded carelessly, his hands coming back to cup your cheeks. “you can have me, rin,”

he groans, a guttural sound as he lifts your legs over his shoulders in one fluid motion, kissing your inner thighs. “big claim to make, angel. i’m gonna make you feel so fucking good,”

his mouth seems to second that statement, as you whimper from the touch of his lips near your entrance. his tongue comes next, a sword against your shield, digging his way through to you with a muffled moan. “you taste so good, doll. always taste so good for me, don’t you?”

“fuck, rin!” you cry out, as a pale, slim finger penetrates your folds. “oh god, oh fuck-” you choke out, babbling mindlessly as his fingers are practically sucked in and out of your hole.

“not even the real thing yet, baby. already so responsive,” he hums, thrusting another finger inside. your moans only compel him to insert another, his movements gradually getting faster and rougher.

“i want you, rin,” you plead. “just give it to me already. stop teasing me,”

“sweetheart, i haven’t done anything of the kind,” he smiles, pulling out his wet fingers, licking them as he watches you. “but since you’re so insistent sex is better than my beloved chūpets, i guess i’ll give you what you want,”

a ragged gasp of air comes out of you as the tip starts to slowly sink in.

“ahh- rin, shit, you’re so- fuck! you’re big,” you ramble, thoughts simply unable to pass through you. rintarō continues his pursuit, delving in deeper, as he thrusts against your walls in an effort to derail you from coherency.

when he bottoms out, your cries are strangled as crescent moons crease his t-shirt, your grip on him, unrelenting.

“fuck, hun, you’re tight,” he hisses, his base reaching your skin as he begins to move, hard and fast. rintarō’s hips rock into yours, the wild bucking sensation almost too much as you moan wantonly.

“t-the car is shaking-” you manage to choke out, but it’s like your boyfriend doesn’t hear you, his relentless pursuit of breaking down your walls his only mission.

his cock fills you up so deeply, you can barely move as your pleas for more only seem to invigorate him to pound you harder.

each thrust is like a message, one that tells you that there’s no place either of you would rather be, but with each other. rintarō’s cock remains hard and swollen inside of you, his desperate grunts filling the car.

“release for me, sweetheart,” he murmurs, his tone the personification of velvet. “show me how good i make you feel,” each touch sends you ablaze, your whimpers music to rintarō’s ears as his skin dances over yours.

“r-rin!” you all but scream, the pleasure blinding as his cock slams into your walls, a sign of love as you moan. “i’m gonna… fucking hell, i’m gonna cum,”

“that it’s, darling. cum all over this fat dick for me, yeah?” rintarō smiles as his hard member urges to release. but he waits. suna rintarō can be patient when he wants to.

“close, ‘m close!” you sob, hips held in place by suna’s firm grip. “rin- hnngh~ rintarō!”

there’s a low chuckle from your boyfriend as he hits your g-spot more consistently. “go on. let it all out for me, doll. you know i’m good for it,”

you swear loudly, your voice shaky as you announce your climax again. the coil in your stomach tightens, and then releases all at once. “i’m cumming!” you groan, thighs trembling as rintarō pants from the overexertion.

“fuck, that feels so good. your cum feels so warm on my cock.” he whispers, the words so vulgar it makes you moan a little more. “wait, wait. quiet down for me,” he requests, and you bite your lip to hold your silence.

“you hear that, hun?” suna asks, his cum-soaked cock rubbing against your walls. the motion produces a series of audibly lewd noises, the squelch making you tense up on him, all over again.

you can’t handle it anymore, writhing with pleasure as your lover pulls out, his cock covered with your fluids. “where should i cum, baby? tell me where i should, we wouldn’t want it to go to waste.” his tone is sly, like he wanted this all along. you can barely answer as his seed squirts all over your bare stomach, as he kisses you deeply. you press your lips back hungrily, tongues finding their way to meet each other’s as your shared moans echo in the backseats.

“better than sex?” you choke out now, your back limp against the car seat as you both pant heavily. there is a moment of quiet, aside from the jagged breathing before suna quips.

“yeah, maybe,” your boyfriends winks. “i’m playing with you, doll. sex is always better,”

“i fucking told you so,” you groan as he laughs, the sound resonating in your ear as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind it.

“let’s go home. i’m not finished with you yet.” suna says with a cheeky smile.

“i didn’t think you’d be,” you say sarcastically as he sits you up, cleaning the sticky mess with a tissue.

“what can i say, love? i’m a man with very specific needs,”

you can’t help but laugh. “is that right?”

“only the facts,” he replies, meeting his lips with yours for another kiss. “i love you, darling.”

“i love you too, rin.”

first full smut fic ‼️ i hope this isn’t just a bunch of tomfoolery 😵‍💫

banner credits: @cafekitsune <3

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Spell Out My Name – Jeno

Content Warning: Mention of Cunnilingus, Manhandling, Cowgirl, Implied Edging, Orgasms

Word Count: 0.4k

Synopsis: Jeno gets you to spell out his name whilst you ride him.

Jeno shows no mercy when he has his face buried in between your legs. He loves the way you tug at his hair when he eats you out, and how he has to push down both your thighs, just to get a taste.

That’s exactly how he has you on his bed, as you’re moaning away with no care about whether his roommates would complain to him tomorrow and your thighs tremble in his grip as you orgasm, hands twisting in his bedsheets.

Jeno moves his face up from in between your thighs, to meet your eyes as you try to steady your breathing. He’s already manhandling you into another position the moment you’re no longer a panting mess but this time with you on top. 

“...wanna try something new.”

It wasn’t often Jeno suggested something to ‘spice up’ your sex lives but when he did, most times, it did not disappoint. Not entirely sure what your boyfriend had planned, you blindly followed. Letting Jeno move you into position by guiding you with his hands on your sides. 

“Spell out my name,” Jeno’s hands give your hips a tight squeeze as you sink down his length. “... with your hips.” He adds, watching a smile form on your lips as you look down at him and his lips curl up at your chuckling tone.

“What?” 

“It’ll feel good, promise.” He edges on and you do.

You move your hips, drawing out a ‘J’ with Jeno’s cock inside of you and then followed by an ‘E’, which proves to be difficult and you can hear the smirk as your boyfriend lets out a groan under you, but you choose to ignore it. 

Mind hazed with pleasure as you went for the third letter, paying extra attention to how your clit felt as you were grinding against him. A gasp manages to escape from your lips mid-way and you momentarily stop, but you feel Jeno tugging you closer to him. Pushing his length further into you as he pulled you down by the hips.

“Jeno-” You breathe out, your insides fluttering as his tip brushes against the one spot within you. The feeling of an orgasm building up begins to form inside of you and when you finally go for the last letter, rotating your hips in a full circular motion, your upper body simply cannot stay up as your climax washes over you. 

Jeno reaches his climax first, his hot seed pumping inside of you and a low groan occupying your ears, along with your whimpers. A squeal falls from your lips as the boy mentioned continues to deliver small thrusts into you as your own climax hits you. It felt so good, you had to bite your bottom lip to prevent any further noises from yourself as you try to focus on Jeno’s. His uneven breathing made you want to bounce and write his name on his cock many more times.

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