jinusajas

[jinusajas]

06/24/25; 08:05pm

{ 18+ drabbles / headcanons }

[ their favorite positions ]

featuring: jinu, abby, baby, mystery, romance

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

jinu loves having you ride him.

he’ll flash you a cocky grin while settling himself back in bed with both hands placed beneath his head. your hips would tremble with need for him while making your descent down the shaft of his cock.

and once jinu was fully sheathed within you, it would take a herculean effort to hold back the need to cum inside of you, gritting his teeth while biting back his moans with a smirk.

“c’mon baby, is that all you got?”

despite your whimpers, a look of determination would be seen within your gaze as you braced yourself on his broad chest, thrusting your hips sloppily against his as it takes you a few tries to gain your momentum-

but once you were able to set a decent pace, jinu knew that he was a goner, unable to last even a full minute with you bouncing up and down his cock so passionately. his eyes would meet your gaze, large hands gripping at your bouncing tits while playing with your hardened nipples. each time you would come down on him, you could feel his hard cock brush against your swollen clit as the hedonistic sensation was enough to tip you over the edge.

and when you finally spilled yourself on his cock, jinu couldn’t help but meet your lips in a searing kiss, swallowing the rest of your moans as he pumped you full of his seed.

abby is addicted to folding you in a mating press, tossing both of your legs over his broad shoulders as he continuously fucks his cock into you.

the demon basks in the way he’s able to make your eyes roll into the back of your head all while muttering nasty things within your ear.

look at you, droolin’ on m’cock like a needy slut.

bet you can’t even think straight, eh?

fuck look at how pretty you are.

look at how your pretty pussy clenches around me, wanting to milk me dry.

his filthy words were doing things to your body, making sweet goosebumps erupt all across your body as abby used you as his personal fucktoy, slamming into your entrance over and over again that it made you lose your mind just seconds later.

your release hits you like a freight train, with your walls clenching around abby’s thick cock, your juices spilling down his shaft when he lets out a groan of your name.

“fuck, did you just squirt on me?”

by now, the mortification you felt was palpable, the embarrassment flowing through your very veins when abby lets out a deep chuckle. steadying your legs on his shoulders once more, he slams his cock back into you, the squelching sounds of your walls taking him in echoes throughout the room as he fucks you once more, making you cry out to him when he whispers hotly in your ear-

“you’re such a good girl f’me. how about i make you squirt three more times and we’ll call it a night?”

baby lives to see your ass bouncing on his cock, with his hands gripping at your waist as he keeps you in the reverse cowgirl position.

you brace your hands over his legs, feeling baby lay back as he simply watches you struggling to take in his thick cock. each time to bring your hips down on him, you felt yourself approaching your high-

yet you were too weak to go on.

your arms were hurting from how much you had to steady yourself on top of his legs, which made you whimper with need for him.

“babe… baby… i need help… i need you…!”

despite being unable to see him, you could feel him sitting up. he presses a lingering kiss against your temples, wrapping an arm around your naked chest, “was it too much for you? does my girl need help? how cute.”

with those final words, baby grants your wishes the moment he pistons his hips upwards, fucking himself into you as he made sure he was buried to the hilt each time he returns inside of your heat. you were let a drooling mess when baby finally takes over, unable to focus on anything that wasn’t his cock as you succumbed to the pleasure he was giving you.

mystery loves having you laying on your side, with a leg tossed over his shoulder as he drills his cock into you.

this position was a particular favorite of mystery since he could see the way your tits bounced in tune with his every thrust. his hands would worship every dip and curve of your body while his lips would place lingering kisses against your ankles.

the sounds that escapes from your parted lips were nothing short of music to his ears, and he could feel his cock growing each time he thrusts back into you. the silky feel of your walls and how he manages to hit your g-spot from this angle would ultimately lead to your undoing-

with you spilling yourself on his cock as you allowed a demon to bring you to the gates of heaven.

romance (being a true romantic at heart) would be the one who enjoys fucking you in the missionary position.

there was something achingly intimate about being able to watch your every expression as he slides himself into you-

basking in your soft mewls while interlocking his fingertips together with yours each time he thrusts his cock in and out of you.

just being able to press himself oh so close to you, becoming a tangle of limbs as romance wasn’t sure where you began and he ended-

it was during moments like these that romance felt almost human again.

with a growl of your name, romance would proceed to wrap your legs around his waist, bracing himself against the bed as he sped up his movements, wanting to hear more and more of your moans and keens that echo throughout the night-

feeding his need to completely taint you with his desires as he had no intention of ever stopping.

end notes: I AM OFFICIALLY A SAJA BOYS STAN!! JINU IS MY BIAS 😭🙌🏻 this is currently unedited, but i’ll make any changes once this is posted ♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

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new obsession unlocked

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SAJA BOYS | JINU

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quick kpop demon hunters gifs (of jinu bc i was making a layout to match with my friend nes) *also idk how to make it so his eyes are appropriately neon yellow in some of these </3

feel free to use for whatever

edit: I FORGOT TO REMOVE A FRAME RFROM ONE OF THESE (kicks rock)

heres a longer version of the like. two scenes i also have individual gifs of. smiles (i used this for my banner)

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I-hear me out….HEAR ME OUT-

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Saja Boys

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Take my soul

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url change once more because i am that™️ insufferable ♡

jinwoosungs —> jinusajas

[jinusajas]

06/22/25; 10:55pm

(saja).jinu x fem.reader

warnings: virginity loss.

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

{ yeah you gave me your heart, now i’m here for your soul | i’m thе only one who'll love your sins | feel the way my voicе gets underneath your skin… }

jinu came to the earth’s surface for the single purpose of feeding the demon king’s insatiable hunger for souls-

so what about you made you so utterly different to him?

he recalls the first time meeting you, where he and the rest of his crew mates performed within the city street. and there you stood, unnoticed by the crowd going wild for their performance-

your eyes glittering with an unspoken admiration that manages to captivate the powerful demon.

you didn’t scream or reach out to him-

choosing instead to remain distant from the crowd, admiring his voice from afar-

yet jinu found that he was the one that couldn’t look away.

when he finishes his song, he found an odd pull within his chest, a sudden compulsion to find you in the crowd. yet when his gaze returns to where you stood just mere moments ago, he realized that you were long gone, disappearing into the city as the crowd goes wild with praise.

these lambs made it so easy for jinu to accomplish his goals-

yet why did he feel a lingering sense of disappointment when you weren’t there?

this sudden fascination with a mere human was uncharacteristic of jinu, with the demon unable to understand why he was feeling this way even after four centuries have passed.

so jinu does the one thing he knows could quench his curiosities-

he searches for you, ready to regain what you had unknowingly managed to take from him with that single glance alone.

it wasn’t difficult, as jinu manages to find you doing mundane things around the city. from shopping for groceries, to ordering your usual drink at your favorite cafe-

pretending to run into you in the midst of your daily life came as easy as child’s play for him.

when he manages to keep you from falling over, arms wrapped around your waist in an almost protective manner as he steadies you against his chest. your gasp sounded like music to his ears, and the way your eyes glittered so innocently was so much more prominent now that he could see it up close.

and that was all it took for him to become addicted to you.

your innocence was not meant to be devoured by a fiend like the demon king-

it was meant to be savored.

he planned to satiate his hunger for you, relishing in your soft sweetness while sinking into you. his eyes would turn into molten gold as he slots his fingers down your heat, tracing at your entrance before pumping his digits inside of you.

your soft mewls were nothing short of music to his ears, and he found himself wishing to worship every inch of you, trailing heated kisses down your skin as your body erupts into goosebumps in response. his hot breath would whisper hedonistic phrases before spreading your legs wide open for him-

lips already latched onto your heat as you toss your head back in response. tangling your fingers into his ebony locks of hair as you felt the tip of his tongue traveling even deeper within your slick walls. with each suck and calculated thrust of his fingertips, jinu found it ironic how he, a mere demon, can bring you oh so close to heaven.

and when he feels you spilling yourself against him, tasting your honeyed arousal, a low satisfied growl would escape from his lips. with a guttural grunt of your name, jinu drinks up all that you had to offer, relishing in how your walls convulsed around his tongue before reluctantly pulling away from you.

with his arms wrapped around your naked back, he brings you closer to his chest, settling your sensitive heat over his erection as he brushes his cock head against your entrance. pressing a kiss down your neck, distracting you before slowly pulling you down on him, with his cock impaling your virgin walls as you cried out to him.

the scent of your sweetness mixed in with the blood shed in response to your innocence torn by his cock alone makes jinu let out a low growl in response, with him completely sheathing himself in your heat with one final thrust.

he kisses away your tears, the other part of his soul that still held his human half remaining tender as he swallows your soft mewls of pain and discomfort. wanting nothing more than to please you, jinu remains still, not moving until your pain morphs into red hot pleasure.

what felt like an eternity passes for jinu when he felt the way you adjust your hips. he frowns at the sudden motion, bracing himself over you as he looks down at you. he watches you, your lips parted as your eyes turn hazy, still moving against him when his gaze widens with a sudden realization.

you were moving yourself up and down his shaft, already craving for that same friction he had given you just moments before. placing a hand on your hips, jinu presses a final kiss against your lips, reassuring you that he’d do all the work before slowly pulling out his cock (not stopping until the tip of it was the only part buried inside of you) before slamming back inside.

his passionate movements causes you to arch your back against the bed, hands clawing at the sheets as jinu sets a rapid pace, basking in the sounds of your walls taking him in. each thrust sends a new wave of pleasure coursing through you, and due to your inexperience, you felt your second release of the night washing over you-

the sensation of it all consuming you just seconds later as you triggered jinu’s own release, pushing him over the edge as he continues to rut his hips against you before stilling suddenly, pumping you full of his seed as he rode out his release.

the heat reached new heights, with your soft mewls urging him on, making sure he was completely spent before falling on top of you. both of your heartbeats slowly began to settle as the post-lovemaking clarity kicks in. a tenderness that was rare for a demon of his caliber was felt painting his expression when he lays back in bed, pulling your soft and pliant body with him.

using his chest as your own personal pillow, you cuddle your body closer to jinu, basking in the way he drew comforting circles behind your back. while listening to your soft breathing (and the steady beat of your heart)-

jinu felt something reawaken within him, something he thought was long dead as he pulls your form even closer to him.

end notes: despite not being able to watch the entire movie yet, i have been listening to your idol on repeat. jinu has me in such a chokehold 😭 im such a predictable bitch. don’t mind me, and i’m sorry if this is ooc. this is very much a self indulgent post ♡

ps - the way i would have folded so fast if saja boys performed your idol in front of me 🙂‍↕️

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

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˗ˏˋ Entry : 067 - Sung Jinwoo x Fem! Reader: You were wrong ◛⑅·˚ ♡ ˎˊ˗

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅ Part 1 || Part 2♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

╰┈➤ ❝ [ Keep Lying To Yourself] ¡! ❞

"She moved?" Jinwoo looks up from his book when a classmate, Hajoon, approached him with the intention of starting some small talk.

"Well, yeah?" Hajoon shrugs, fishing out his phone to start playing a mobile game. "You didn't know? You two are always hovering around eachother and she didn't tell you.

"...No." Jinwoo rubs his temple, sighing deeply as Hajoon continues to go on.

He straightens up, looking back at a clearly confused Jinwoo with a curious expression, "Geez, man, did you get ditched by your girlfriend? With that face?"

"We're not dating, knock it off" The ebony haired boy shakes his head, deliberating if he should spy on the shadow he placed on you to figure out just where or what exactly you are doing at the moment. "That girl..."

"You guys weren't? With how much time you two often talk and you know... Do everything together?" Hajoon teases

"....Get your mind out of the gutter" Jinwoo reaches out and lightly smacks the back of his head.

"Sheesh, chill man, I'm messing with you" He scoffs, rubbing the back of his head.

Odd.

It's odd.

You never went quiet on him before like alone, let alone ditched him to move somewhere. Jinwoo tried to wrack his brain but no memory comes to mind of him offending you in any sort of way.

Sure, you two may have had some disagreements here and there— But nothing too bad that you'd ditch him, right?

Sighing, Jinwoo fished out his phone only to become dumbfounded as he realized you have blocked him on every social media platform you two were mutuals now.

"...." Jinwoo sits down on his desk, clicking his tongue.

He's not really annoyed, no, more of... Confused? Lost? Upset?

Did he do something wrong? He can't really recall.

It doesn't help that he knew your awful habit of overthinking every little thing and bottling up any emotions you may have.

Technically, he can actually stalk you right now. Teleport to wherever you are, peek on the shadow he has already placed on you years ago.

He can.

But he wouldn't.

You probably need space right now, if he gives you a week or maybe more— You'll come back, won't you? He'll wake up to a ping on his phone with you saying sorry for randomly disappearing and rambling on and on about whatever thing you're currently hyperfixating to at the moment.

꒰ .... ꒱

But 3 weeks had already passed, summer had already started and Jinwoo hasn't heard anything from your side.

Now, he was completely spiraling in his own mind trying to remember whatever crap he pulled off and offended you with.

You, whose heart was softer than most— Can easily be shunned away. Honestly, he can't even recall how he even started his small friendship between the both of you.

Maybe it was because the two of you were a pair of friendless losers in elementary and hit off somewhere. It was part of that, Jinwoo can't really remember. It's been decades for him when it's only been a few for you.

Adjusting back to everyday life when he spent more than 30 years in a gate battling hordes of monsters isn't an easy task even if he has countless titles and is the very embodiment of death itself.

Even he had fears.

Part of those fears is losing you.

꒰ .... ꒱

Moving to your grandmother's house was hectic. But after the countless nagging of telling you to act properly and behave yourself as your family moved to the other side of the hemisphere— You were finally given a breathing room to let it all sink in.

You're alone.

As breath taking and as therapeutic that breeze that blows through the trees is; you cant help but feel empty. It was as if you were stillwater waiting for a raindrop to cause ripples in your motionless world. This place had always been big, but somehow it feels as though the trees have grown taller and more intimidating during the time you had spent in the city.

Others would probably celebrate the new start they are given. But to you? Only your heavy heart could communicate the unease you have been feeling as of late.

Jinwoo was the only friend you've actually ever made. You may know a few other people, but you wouldn't call them friends at all. After all, they talk to you for a few minutes and forget about you for the next hour. It's not like you didn't try to make a connection. It's just that most of them... Would actively choose to ghost you unless they find it convenient to interact with a nobody like you.

By removing the only connection you have with Jinwoo— You had voluntarily put yourself into complete isolation.

It's wrong.

So very wrong.

But you are the fool that chooses to subject yourself into this suffering. Why? Because you believe that you deserve punishment.

Punishment for simply being alive, or not being enough. Your family always fussed about you just because no one wanted to really take care of you. Even your grandmother isn't that thrilled to have you live with her in her peaceful house, believing that you being in it will cause her stress.

It's not like you're extremely smart anyway. Your grades were averaging between C's and B's. Nobody was outright telling you to have better grades, but they wouldn't shut up about comparing you to your peers and most especially your cousins who were naturally gifted when it comes to academics.

Nobody may say it out loud, but you knew it yourself; that you are the title bearer of the black sheep of the family.

Not as pretty as your older cousins, not as established as the others who have dozens of medals to their names, and no friend that they know of just because everyone believes you're too introverted and uninteresting to many people. None would ask why you had little to no friends, or how is school doing.

So now that you no longer have any ties to Jinwoo— You now fully embody the stereotypes they had about you.

Not smart.

Not athletic.

Not popular.

A loner.

Nothing about is thoroughly impressive.

And whilst you wallow away, drowning in misery— A pair of hands suddenly come out from behind you to cover your eyes.

"Guess who?"

You purse your lips, refusing to answer the question when the familiar voice rings in your eardrums.

"Let me ask again," His voice becomes gentler this time, almost as if he were cooing at a child, "Guess who?"

A familiar game.

A game you often pull on him whenever he is nose deep into his notebook or enjoying a game on his phone too much. He would often scoff whenever you did and answer you by lightly pinching your hand.

So hesitantly, you reach your hand up and pinch the man's skin, mumbling quietly "Jinwoo."

"I thought you wiped my name off of your memories too" He answered, releasing you from the darkness but not allowing you to turn around and face him.

He knew you didn't want to look back at him anyway.

"Why did you do it?" Jinwoo asked, leaning over and resting his chin on the top of your head. "Blocking me, not saying anything about moving, or how I've upset you. Why didn't you when you know I would listen to you?"

"...."

You didn't want to answer him, but god, just why would he be such a patient person?

For once, why can't he let this one go? Why is it always Jinwoo who comes and bursts your tiny little bubble that you have imprisoned yourself in? Why can't he just leave you be when it's clear by your decisions that you do not want to be with anyone?

Not especially with him— The him who deserves so much better.

"...I just thought... That if I leave... It would be better for you since I've been holding you back" Your voice cracks as his arms gently circle around behind you.

"And?" He hums, attempting to coax more out of you.

"I just felt bad for being a burden towards you... And I feel sorry..." You finally sniffle, your gaze blurring as the tears starts pooling and pouring down on your hands that gripped your shirt down. "I felt sorry that someone like you has to put up with me."

"Stupid idiot." Jinwoo quietly muttered with no actual bite to his tone. "Always overthinking every little thing? I came here to scold you; snap you back into reality by making sit through three hours of me mouthing your ear off."

He then leans his head down on the crook of your neck, lightly nuzzling the skin there as if he were trying to check if it was really you by your scent. "Driving me mad for 3 weeks without you saying anything. I thought we were fine and that you just needed some alone time after exams. How am I supposed to know all of this? Should I cross your boundaries and read your mind? Is that what you want from me?"

Jinwoo held you tighter, wanting, needing— To fuse you into his body almost.

"But here you are, crying your pretty little face knowing it makes my heart burn." He turns you around, forcing you to meet his grey orbs, "It's unfair of you."

Jinwoo then nuzzles his forehead against yours, "It's unfair of you and it's stupid of me to not realize that I should have been paying more attention."

"I'm sorry" You croak, hiccuping as your tears completely drown out his face that is right in front of you. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I was bad..."

"Sssh" He cooes, pulling you in for another embrace, "I'm sorry. I should have known how you felt and I shouldn't have allowed myself to give you mixed signals just to try and feel you out"

Jinwoo kisses the side of your head, your temple, your ear; whatever he can reach as he soothes you.

"Don't do this again," He firmly said, "If you are upset, tell me. I'll let you hit me, throw stuff at me— I'll let you stab me even."

Jinwoo continues, "I'll do anything you want except allow you to leave just because you're insecure. So knock it off, you're stuck with me. I promised you when we were kids that I would always be by your side. I'll tie our wrists together the next time you pull bullshit like this."

꒰ 🪼 A/N: I'm completely burnt out hahah. Creative juices are nowhere and I'm kinda turned off as of late actually sksksks. Anyway, I'll try to make more soon. Please be patient. ꒱

ʚ(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ .｡✧: ~♡ —! stories written by kyunnie; translations, reposts, plagiarism are strictly forbidden.

[jinusajas]

You’re my soda pop my little soda pop 🥰

[jinusajas]

06/22/25; 12:27am

yamato endo x fem.reader

warnings: street fighting violence, semi-public s-x.

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

{ part-time soulmates, full time problem, yeah | so hold me like a grudge… }

when your boyfriend invited you out for a spontaneous date, you were not expecting to be surrounded by a group of morons hitting on you, unable to take a hint as they followed your every move.

“i told you i’m taken.” you tell the goons for what had to be the umpteenth time, only to receive mocking laughter in return.

“you’re kidding, right? you’re dolled up and looking so pretty, and you’re telling me your man let you leave the house unattended?” his mocking laughter begins to grate on your nerves, and he had the audacity to touch you when his hand manages to reach out and grasp at your wrist!

“let go of me! if my boyfriend sees you doing this, he’s going to beat you and your crew to a pulp!”

not heeding your warning, the men surrounds you, ready to take you by force if needed when a large hand covered in tattoos rests on their shoulders.

“ya should’ve believed my girl when she said said she already had a boyfriend.”

before any of them could react, yamato endo ends up throwing all three of those bastards to the ground, freeing you instantly as you take a step back to admire his handiwork.

compared to your beloved yamato, all three of the goons were too slow to even lay a hand on them. with a precision that makes your heart race, you watch as he brings down his fists against all three of them, hearing the painful crunch of broken bones as they all remained an unconscious mess against the city streets.

not even a single hair was out of place when yamato fixes his hoodie, bringing the jacket back on his shoulder where it hung loosely, revealing his muscular biceps to you. with a coo of your name, he steps closer to you, slinging his arm around your shoulder while keeping you close to his side. “and how’s my baby doing? are you hurt anywhere?”

you shook your head in response, clinging to him as he takes you away from the scene. feeling his warmth seeping into your veins causes the heat to blossom all across your body. embarrassingly enough, just seeing him fighting off those assholes made you feel a little hot and bothered, causing you to clench your knees together with need.

the sudden movement doesn’t go unnoticed by yamato as a cheshire cat grin paints his expression. “heh…what’s this? does my girl need me?”

words refused to come out of your lips, yet the needy expression on your face was all the confirmation yamato needed to pull you off to the side. he walks deeper into the alleyway strung only with a few street lights before pinning you against a brick wall. “w-wait, we’re doing it here? what if someone sees?!”

yet he doesn’t heed your protests, already kneeling before you as he spreads your legs, freeing you from your skirt and panties. you shiver when the cold air kisses your soaked center, back already arched when yamato slides a finger inside of your slick walls.

“relax, the city is too active at this hour to even hear you screaming my name. and besides…” he trails off, giving your swollen clit a pinch before reassuring you, “if anyone dares to come any closer, i’ll just punch ‘em until they’re knocked out.”

“y-you’re incorrigible… hah!” yamato begins pumping his digits in and out of your heat, giving you that same devilish smile that made you turn into putty just for him. entirely focused on you and the way your pretty pussy clenches around his fingers, yamato was absolutely mesmerized by the sight of it all. after giving your heat a few more pumps, yamato removes his bow drenched fingers before surging forward, mouth already surrounding your aching cunt before sliding his tongue within your slick walls.

he leaves no part of you untouched, with your soft mewls filling the air as you braced yourself against his broad shoulders. when he kept devouring you like a man starved, you delved your fingers into his hair, pulling at each as each stroke of his tongue brings you that much closer to heaven.

and before you could taste your sweet release-

allowing the tightness in your abdomen to finally snap-

yamato devastates you by pulling away.

leaving you gasping for air as tears of frustration cascades down your cheeks.

“yamato! y-you bastard-“

standing back to his full height, he captures your lips in a searing kiss, silencing your string of curses while adjusting his pants. you hear the telltale sound of his zipper being pulled down as the tip of his cock traces at your entrance. “relax baby, i’m just preparing you for what you really need.”

and with one particularly hard thrust, yamato was completely sheathed from within you, making you cum immediately as you spilled yourself onto him. he winces at the sensation of your walls clenched around him, it taking an almost herculean effort to stave off his own release as he lets out a grunt of your name, “damn, i guess you’ve been really pent up then.”

when yamato was certain that he wouldn’t climax too soon, he picks up your legs, forcing you to wrap them around his waist before pounding into you. his cock was glistening with your juices, causing him to groan as the sounds of your squelching walls taking him in over and over again nearly sends him over the edge.

“dammit, i can’t even last two seconds inside of you.” yamato pants, hands already traveling down to your swollen clit once more as he gently pinches it, rolling it between his pointer and thumb fingers. this action made you cry out to him, already unable to hold on when you felt your second impending release washing over you.

when your moans got a little too loud, your boyfriend slams his hips into you one last time, pumping you full of his seed while swallowing the rest of your moans with a kiss. by now, the passion had slowly died down to a simmer, with yamato weakly thrusting his softening cock within your heat, ensuring that he was completely emptied.

your heart was still racing as you rest your head against the brick wall, swallowing thickly when you saw yamato’s expression turning smug. his signature smirk was seen on his stupidly handsome face, making your heart perform somersaults within your chest.

he chuckles, giving your nose one last kiss before carefully pulling out of you. it was now that you realized you had lost all sensation in both of your legs, making you nearly fall had it not been for yamato catching you.

“heh, did i fuck you that good, princess?”

you manage to weakly glare at him, bracing yourself against his chest when he puts on your panties and skirt. wincing in mild discomfort at having the fabric of your panties stained with the evidence of your release, yamato lets out a bark of laughter, finding amusement in your every expression.

“c’mon princess, i’ll take you home and run a bath for you. we’ll order out and just relax at my place.” with a happy sigh, you bring yourself closer to your beloved, allowing him to carry you back home as you basked in the pinpricks of pleasure that still lingered…

end notes: so, i saw the episode where everyone gangs up and tries to fight yamato, but he was too fast for any of them to land a hit and… it did things to my brain chemistry 🤤 so have this unedited thirst post since i have no other way to convey my emotions ♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[jinusajas]

06/21/25; 12:22am

{ 18+ drabbles / headcanons }

[ they make you ride their thighs ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

you were trapped against the bed, feeling sylus’s hot breath against your ear when he gently bites down on the shell of it. his large hands were already tracing at your sides, admiring every dip and curve before telling you, “i can smell you from here, sweetie…”

he trails off, already flattening his hand against your abdomen before trailing further down the expanse of your body, not stopping until he was practically cupping your drenched center. with a subtle flick of his fingertips, he manages to shred the flimsy material of your panties, freeing you from the damp fabric as he inserts a finger within your heat.

by now, you were left panting with need for him, nails gripping at the sheets below you as the onychinus leader worked on stretching out your walls. when he feels the way you clench oh so beautifully around him, he knew that he was a goner-

practically obsessed with the way you felt like silk against his calloused hands.

with a low groan of your name, he removes his fingers from your slick walls, licking them clean before picking you up. the movement was so sudden that you had to brace yourself on his broad shoulders. a smug expression was seen on your lover’s face the moment he brings you down on his thighs, clenching the muscles as you felt them create an almost hedonistic friction against you.

“ride me.” his command comes out as a low growl, already gripping at your waist as he set the perfect pace for you. your lips were parted as a series of soft mewls were heard as you tighten your hold on his shoulders while dragging your aching cunt across his thighs.

you felt as though you were slowly losing your mind, the sensation of your swollen clit rubbing against his muscled thigh causing your pleasure to reach even further heights as you cried out to him-

only to be torn away from your impending release the moment sylus removed you from his thigh. tears dot your vision at the sudden loss of him, yet when he places your writhing form back on the bed, his devilish expression doesn’t go unnoticed.

“sorry sweetie, but the only thing i’ll ever let you cum on is this cock.”

admittedly, you were being a tad bit whiny when it came to gaining zayne’s attention.

here he was, back at home where you desperately wanted him to be-

yet instead of spending time with you, he was cooped up in his office!

wishing to voice your disdain for how he was still working, you enter the room to see zayne pouring over some documents with his glasses on. he meets your gaze while giving you a kind smile.

“what is it, honey?”

“hmph, when you told me you were able to take some time off, i was really happy and excited! but now, seeing you doing work leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. why can’t you take a break and spend some time with me?”

zayne sighs, leaning back in his chair while patting at his lap. “i’m sorry, you’re absolutely right. why don’t you keep me company as i finish off a few things?”

all too eager to just be with him, you happily skip towards him, settling yourself on his lap as he returned his attention back to the paperwork at hand.

minutes were spent in silence, and admittedly, you were getting bored. adjusting yourself so that both of your legs were on either side of his lap, you heard zayne sharply inhale for a brief second (was he trembling as well?) before turning his attention back to the papers.

upon feeling his thighs grazing at your clothed center, a wicked grin was painted on your face when you braced yourself on his desk before dragging your hips forward. your sudden grinding on his thighs makes the akso surgeon drop the papers, your name coming out in a low hiss as you worked on riding him.

you had no idea such friction could feel so good, and with zayne clenching his muscles ever so slightly, you felt as though you were slowly losing your mind-

the paperwork already forgotten as he relished in the sensation of you using him for your own pleasure.

it starts out innocently enough, with you deciding to read together while sitting on your boyfriend’s lap. admittedly, when your friends recommended that you read a particularly spicy book, you didn’t think it would make you feel anything-

only to be proven wrong just a few chapters later.

the love interest described had blond hair and blue eyes, just like your xavier. and he was practically a god between the sheets, worshipping the main heroine with a fervor that made you clench your legs together.

and when their respective release occurred, you were unconsciously grinding your hips back and forth on xavier’s lap.

your sudden movements earns a grunt from him, yet he doesn’t say nor does anything to stop you. with his own book forgotten, the young hunter tosses the novel to the side, opting to help with your release when he grips at your hips with both of his hands.

you gasp when you felt xavier move you even faster against him, making your clothed center catch his knee each time he forces you to rut against him. with your own novel forgotten, you brace yourself on top of his legs, chasing your high as you kept grinding with a desperation above him.

yet it all came crashing down on you when xavier places a hand down your shorts and panties, giving your swollen bundle of nerves a pinch that sent you over the edge within seconds. spilling yourself onto his hand, you shiver when xavier pushes a finger within your pulsating heat, helping you ride out your release before whispering in your ear.

“think you can do the same thing for me, but this time on my cock?”

when rafayel asked if you could pose for a personal sketch, you saw no reason to deny him.

however, you weren’t expecting to be in this situation.

for starters, you were left utterly bare for him, your naked breasts heaving with every move you made. secondly, the lemurian had demanded that you use his thighs for your own pleasure-

and he meant every word of it.

as the artist was laid back comfortably against the bed with his sketchpad in hand, you were settled on his lap, dragging your naked sex over the silk material of his clothes. with each grind, you left a shiny sheen of your arousal against his pants, yet was unable to show even a modicum of decency when it all just felt too good for you.

“you’re such a gorgeous princess… my beloved who can do no wrong in my eyes.”

rafayel clenches his thighs while the sounds of charcoal scratching against the pages of his book becomes more prominent. the artist doesn’t tear his eyes away from you, taking in the expression of your teary eyes and how you kept biting down at your bottom lip.

“r-rafe, please…! it’s t’much for me…”

he gently coos at you, relishing in your soft whines of his name when he places his sketchbook off to the side along with the charcoal.

“you’ve been such a good girl for me as well, so i guess this calls for a reward.” rafayel tells you with a sweet smile, adjusting his pants so that his cock was freed before bringing your silken heat down on him.

and when you were finally impaled by his cock, you became an incoherent mess of moans as you rode him with a desperation.

“i’m gonna make you so damn wet f’me. gonna make you cum so much that you’ll forget your own name.”

caleb’s words serve as a promise to what was to come when he takes your bare body and settles you on top of his lap. spreading your legs so that you could straddle him, the colonel lays back against the couch while snapping his fingers.

“go on. get to work and show me just how much you want me.”

letting out a whimper, you brace yourself on his broad shoulders before grinding on him, allowing your juices to stain at his skin. he lets out a hiss upon feeling how wet you were, his cock already poking at your thighs each time you ground yourself against him.

“that’s it, babygirl. such a good girl f’me.” caleb’s praises were making the heat rush to your head, causing you to become even bolder when you end up stroking his cock with the underside of your cunt instead. this effectively causes his hisses to morph into a guttural groan of your name.

unable to take it much longer, caleb places both hands against your hips, keeping you still before thrusting his cock fully inside of you. both of you toss your heads back in response to such a hedonistic sensation, with caleb setting a brutal pace when he fucks himself into your heat over and over again. the red hot pleasure came to a boiling point, with your mind drunk on it all as you allow caleb to use you as his personal toy.

with a smirk, caleb places wet kisses down your throat, continuing to impale you with his cock while telling you,

“this is what you get for playing with fire, pips.”

end notes: i lowkey missed writing so much, so i set my status to a semi-hiatus instead 🥹 have this unedited thirst post in celebration ♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[jinusajas]

Come on, this is our first reunion in a while. But if you're rarin' to go, then… that's gonna get my blood pumpin', too.

[jinusajas]

"life is only a way to kill time until you die, after all."

[jinusajas]

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