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kaminawi · 2 years

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᯽⸱៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ BIG BEEFY MEN 😵‍💫

Ft. Bokuto, Taiju, Tengen, Toji, Osamu, Draken

Warnings: size kink x 1727292718, manhandling and lots of it, fem bodied reader, titles used: papa, daddy, sir, overstimulation, edging, implied age gap for toji’s part, mentions of creampie, slight exhibitionism for Osamu, drool, cute pet names like baby, princess, etc, only lightly edited my bad

Note: I had too much fun writing this YEJAJJS, like 😵‍💫, it also took me a while cause every time I would add another guy I would daydream for like a couple hours 🤤 this is multifandom cause there are just too many beefy men to go around, and honestly I could have added more (Daichi, Matsukawa, Todo, Mirio, Sakuna, Benkei… 😵‍💫😵‍💫) but then I’d be at this forever UWJAJ so take this, for now, <333 reblogs, comments and feedback are always greatly appreciated <3

Bokuto:

Bokuto who works out 6 days a week and still runs on the 7th 😔 he’s always working on his muscles, making sure he’s physically fit and always up to par for volleyball. Iwaizumi keeps him on a strict workout regime and he doesn’t mind that, considering it shows results and makes him feel good. You honestly don’t mind the schedule either, because you get to watch him pump bars over his head, muscles contracting and rippling, sweat dripping in beads along his toned chest. He’s a god really, with a build like that, and your eyes can’t help but stayed glued to him. It’s only when he clears his throat that you realize you’ve been caught, cheeks suddenly starting to burn as you snap your eyes away from his abs and up to his face. That smug look of his doesn’t help your embarrassment, making you bite your lip sheepishly. “Enjoyin the view, birdy?” He asks through a grin, and you don’t bother lying, you’ve been caught away so you nod, heart doing a little flip in your chest when he holds a hand out to you. You don’t hesitate to go to his side, allowing his hand to guide your own over the plane of his abs. Your fingertips trace the defined muscles there, despite how they still contract and sweat and you sigh softly, pupils basically in little heart shapes when you look back up at him. “You look so good, Koutarou….”

He’s got you laid out flat on his workout bench, clothes were haphazardly thrown across the padded flooring. Your slips hang open in a silent cry as he looms over you again, chest pressed right up to your back as his cock bullies its way to the hilt back into your gummy walls. His groan right next to your ear is almost overwhelming, his body swallowing you up and taking over all your senses as his hips hump up against your ass, pushing and pulling his cock shallowly in and out of you. When you let out a hiccuping sigh against the leather of the bench he chuckles softly, teeth grazing against your ear. “Liked bein stuffed like this, huh baby? Wanna be stuffed with cum too, don’t you?” You nod because the words don’t form, becoming lost on your tongue and replaced with whines as soon as Bokuto starts rotating his hips. One thick arm manages to slip underneath you and his palm rests open on your tummy, uncaring of the sweat and slick that makes everything a little messier. “Cum f’me.” His words vibrate against your back, his index finger managing to find your clit to add a steady pressure to the pulsing bud. You would have jolted, but you’re trapped beneath him, so all you can do is let out a shaky sob. “Cum f’papa and I’ll give you exactly what you want~”

Taiju:

Taiju is a busy man, running his successful restaurant was a full-time job that took up a lot of his time. And yet despite this, he always made time for his baby. He’d take you along to special events, and business meetings, but especially to suit fittings. You were the one that made him rekindle his relationship with Mitsuya, knowing that he would be the best person for the job in terms of making a suit that would actually fit Taiju’s size and stature. You claimed you went to talk to Mitsuya, which may have been part of the reason, but Taiju knew why you went along to every fitting. You got to see him almost naked, arms outstretched and shoulder blades contracting as Mitsuya took his proper measurements. He watched you through the full-length mirrors that covered the studio walls. How you’d press your thighs together, squirming in the chair you sat in. How your eyes would get glossy when he’d slip the brand new suit jacket on, testing the fit and how it would look perfect on his frame. The best is when he’d pull the suit pants on for the first time and your eyes were literally glued to his butt, lip bitten between your lips almost swollen. Mitsuya would leave the room as Taiju undressed into his normal clothes, and it’s only then that he’d scoff softly, eyes a bit narrowed as he finally catches your attention. “You’re so obvious.” He states, only making you fiddle with the hem of your skirt a bit more as you try to play innocent. “Staring at me like a piece of meat. Bet your panties are soaked through…”

As soon as the two of you got back to your shared home he’d have you pinned against a wall. If you had it your way you would’ve done it in the car, but Taiju wanted to make you wait and teased you the whole drive. Reminder you that only whores get that hot and bothered so easily, held your thigh in his big hand cause he knew it made you melt seeing how he could so easily grip the fat there. He picked you up at this point, your skirt bunched up at your waist and your panties ripped clean off. His hands gripped harshly to the fat of thighs, holding you up against the wall with nothing but strength as he used the force of gravity to fuck up into you. The slap of his hips was wet from how much you were dribbling, his eyes wide and feral as he watched your head lull back against the wall, a bit of drool leaving your lips that were stuck hung in a silent scream. He grins, lips littering sloppy kisses along your neck, uncaring of the marks he left behind. “Pretty lil dumb thing…” he murmurs, grinding his hips so his cock could thoroughly stir your insides. “This is all you think about, isn’t it? Getting fucked open by my big cock?” That caught your attention, nodding your head as your nails leave crescents into his shoulder. You’re mumbling “yes sir, yes Taiju” as his speed suddenly picks up, loving the feeling of your breasts bouncing against his chest. “Such a good girl.”

Tengen:

Tengen knows he’s attractive, he has 4 wives who all adore him, of course, he’s attractive. He also knows very that he’s built like a god, with muscles that bulge just right, flex and make him look even better. Sure, he got this way from hard work and dedication, but it helps too that he’s naturally flashy, with a good style and personality to go with his looks. He knows that people watch him, he knows that people flirt with him, and rather openly. Most of his wives have gotten used to this, but you? You’re a little newer, can’t help but be a bit protective and a lil insecure when it comes to your partner. So when you see two women flirting with him at a festival, something like jealousy flames within your belly. You can’t even help the way you get upset, lips twisting into a pout. It’s when one of the random women has the audacity to put her hand onto his bicep, giving it a squeeze that you lose it. You cling onto him, basically prying him away from their grimy hands and sending them a death glare in the process. The girls got the memo instantly, slinking away with grumbles and pouts of their own. To make matters worse Tengen is oblivious to it all. He was used to this, people hitting on him, but you acting like this? “What’s wrong?” He asks, the amusement in his tone only making you ten times angrier. Rather than explaining yourself you flip him off, an action that only fuels him further to get an answer out of you…

Your back is trembling against his chest, his fingers so lazily petting at your clit driving you absolutely wild but you can’t do anything about it. Your hands are trapped behind you between your bodies, bound by the silky material of the cord that usually holds his robe together. His cock somehow looks even bigger right now, stuffed within your quivering pussy and stretching it open. His base is covered already in a layer of your sheen that’s been steadily leaking out of you and yet he still hasn’t let you cum. You Yelp from the sudden impact of his fingertips against your swollen numb, fat tears finally spilling from your lashes and onto your hot cheeks. “Why would you ever need to be jealous, pretty? Ever?” He questions you again, fingers going back to slowly rolling your clit. You let out a soft sob, head lulling back into his broad chest as you try to buck your hips along his cock, only for his free hand to keep you firmly in place. “Don’t you know I picked you for a reason? Don’t you know I love you so, so much that I wanted you and only you to join the girls and me in our marriage?” His voice lowers as you start to flutter around his cock again, and his fingers start to speed up, finally. “Won’t ask ya again, tell me, do you know I love you?” You cry out, lips bit swollen as you tilt your head back enough to meet his gaze. He flashes you a smile, the first one you’ve gotten since the start of this punishment and you whimper, nodding dumbly. “I-I know, I-I know daddy, m’sorry, was bein dumb—“ He shushes you with his lips, finally moving his hips. He bucks them up into you, making your whole body bounce in his lap from the sheer size difference. “Not dumb, never dumb Darlin.. ya just forget sometimes…” The knot in your stomach finally snaps as he circles your clit, the squeeze of your pussy making his groan into your open mouth. “Just forget how perfect ya are f’me, that’s all.”

Toji:

Toji, big big Toji who knows very well that most ladies are attracted to him for his size. He likes to go for the little shy ones. The ones that stare at him with innocent eyes, look at him a little longer than they should and always manage to get caught. He’ll send you a wink, sometimes even wave playfully just to get you all the more embarrassed. His favourite type to go for though, as horrible as it is, are the girls his son is always bringing home. It’s a little fucked up, isn’t it? But Toji knows, knows that his son may try his best, but he can’t please a woman like he can, not yet anyway. So as his father, it’s his job to keep Megumi’s girls pleased when he can’t do so himself. He sees it as helping of course, surely the girl will stick with his son longer if she knows she’ll get a treat every time she comes over…

“Skirts shorter than usual…” Toji muses, his eyes lit up in amusement as his fingers brushed over the soft pleats found in the fabric. His hips are snapping back into your ass again just so your lips hang open, the start of a yelp about to escape had he not shoved the hem of the skirt between your lips. You muffle a whine into the material, fingers curling up against the wall you were currently pressed up against. “Musta wanted me to notice, isn’t that right dollface?” He says between a chuckle, his grin getting bigger as he gets a better grip on your hips, making you stick your ass out a bit more and arch your back for him. This angle allows his cock head to smack into your cervix, kissing it with the tip and threatening to break through. His balls are heavy as they slap against your skin, only adding to the lewd, wet slaps that echo from your cute pussy. He leans closer to your ear, whispering against the soft flesh when you let out a string of sobs about how you’re gunna cum. “Yea? Gunna cum for daddy are ya?” He laughs when you nod, teeth sinking into your shoulder as one thick hand slides over your hips to tease on your clit, helping you reach your high faster. “Go on, make sure you’re loud enough that your boyfriend knows his daddy is fucking you this good.”

Osamu:

Osamu has always been the bulkier of the two twins. Even in their volleyball days, his muscles weren’t as lean as Atsumu’s. He was built bigger, shoulders broader, the baby fat on his cheeks remaining longer. Now as an adult his muscles didn’t go away, oh no, he needs them to lift the heavy bags of rice to and from the restaurant, but he has certainly filled out. Shoulders spreading, biceps bulging. A light layer of fat forms over his chest, the muscles underneath just making him look bigger. The T-shirts he always wears show these off, and although he takes no mind to how his body has changed, you certainly have. It makes you drool when his arms flex as he quickly cuts up vegetables and when he grunts as he lifts a rice bag on his shoulder. The best is when he ties his apron around him, Accentuating just how small his waist still is despite how he’s broadened out. He doesn’t even realize how attractive he is, honestly. You can’t even help yourself when you gawk at him at work, and you certainly can’t help how heat pools between your legs. He starts to really notice when you pout up at him, pretty legs rubbing together on the stool you sit at…

“Couldn’t even wait until we got home.” He’s grumbling his words against your lips as if he’s not happy to have his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. “Too fuckin spoiled to wait.” He added, his reprimanding turning into a grunt when your nails run through his hair, scratching lightly over his scalp just the way he likes it. He latches onto your lower lip, suckling it like his favourite treat as his big hands grab at your thighs. He tenderly squeezes the flesh he loves before gripping it, easily hauling you up onto the countertop he was previously making food on. He’s thankful you’re wearing a skirt today because all it takes is one good tug and your panties are ripped clean off, exposing your dampened lower lips to him and making goosebumps rise on your lips. He clicks his tongue when you start to complain about how those were your favourite pair, one of his palms pressing into your tummy to easily push you back into the cold countertop. “Quit yer bitchin, I’ll get a new pair.” You were about to shoot back, but all your words get lost on your tongue when he spits onto your pussy, two thick fingers locked in and rubbing on your clit. A smirk twitches on his lips, shaking his head as he watches just how easily you come undone for him. He presses a kiss to your hip bone. “That’s it, be a good girl and take what you want, gunna fuck ya real good.”

Draken:

we all know I could go on for hours about Draken 😔 I mean do you blame me? He’s huge, the biggest of all his friends in both height and build. He’s always been naturally big, the width of his shoulders sometimes making it hard for him to find proper attire that fits him comfortably. Hence why he settles for tank tops a lot, which gives him more space to breathe. Would never admit it out loud but he 100% is very aware when you’re checking him out and he LOVES it. Draken doesn’t like to flaunt himself but when you do it it’s different. Makes his cheeks heat up a bit and his cock twitch knowing how damn lucky he is to have someone as pretty as you obsessed with him like that. So he’ll let you stare, whether it be while he’s working at the shop, working out, or simply when the two of you are out. He’ll let your eyes linger on him, sometimes he’ll even flex on purpose, holding back laughter when you suck in a sharper breath. He will tease you about it, sometimes of course cause he can’t even help himself. He’ll turn and smirk at you, “like what you see, princess?” Or “my eyes are up here, goofy.” But comments like that always leave you in a huff and he’ll have to chase you after to make up for it. Which is fine, but sometimes, he lets you linger, lets you really stare and get yourself worked up, cause that’s when you’ll pounce him. You have such little patience, and it’s so so amusing to your big boyfriend when you try to drag his ass around to get what you desire from him…

As soon as the two of you had returned home from your date you had dragged Draken to the couch, not even bothering to bring him to the bedroom because it had been far too long and you were craving him already. He had worn that tank top you love so much, with the low-cut armholes that show off his toned sides and arms. You just couldn’t take it. You needed to have him. Which is how you ended up straddling his lap, needy whines leaving your lips as your fingers desperately tried to unbuckle his belt, simply settling for pawing at his crotch when you couldn’t seem to get it. He’s grinning, holding back little strings of laughter. “Eager huh?” Normally you would have snapped back at a comment like that, but when his fingers finally freed his cock, you simply sighed in contentment, licking your lips at how it stood at attention, leaking so pretty just for you to sit on. You had already discarded your bottoms, lifting yourself on your hunches and easing yourself easily onto his cock. The stretch was always mind-numbing, back arching and goosebumps forming on your thighs as you slowly work your way over him. The little whimpers, whines, needy noises you made were a melody to Draken’s ears, his hands massaging the supple skin of your thighs as you moved at your own pace. He groaned softly when your pussy started to flutter around him already, your walls being stubborn as usual when first taking him in. “Fuck—“ he gritted out, pupils dilating when you looked at him with teary eyes, lips puffy as you huffed. “Help me, Ken, want all of you.” His hands slid from your thighs to your waist, bearing his teeth in an amused grin as he lifted you up with ease, just enough that his head sat between your walls. He didn’t hesitate when he slammed you back down on his cock, sheathing all the way on his cock, the knock of it up against your cervix making your breath leave you in a gasp. He doesn’t let up from there, using the bruising grip he has on your love handles to bounce you up and down on his cock. “So. Fucking. Needy— and you can’t even take what you want on your own? Really are just a dumb lil baby aren’t you, princess?” You’re sobbing from the brutal pace, head lulling onto his shoulder as he bounces you like you’re nothing. And to him, it’s a simple task, the pleasure of the pretty tight walls milking his cock only making it easier for him to manhandle you. “Fuck—“ he grins, planting his feet so his hips can fuck up into you, further jolting you along his cock. “You just sit pretty, daddy will do all the work—“

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KAGEYAMA PLEASE

“ow, that— that hurts a little bit.”

“fuck, sorry. i’ll pull out.”

“NO!" you hiss, before self-consciously lowering your volume. "as in— hang on, i think we just need to change positions. i feel like i’m getting… impaled.”

tobio lets out a sound that was halfway between a laugh and a snort. “woah, impaled." he stares up at you through his sweaty bangs. "almost sounds like a compliment.”

“shut up.”

you climb off your boyfriend's lap, wincing at the soft ‘pop’ of his cock slipping out of your tight hole before getting on all fours, letting him manoeuvre you until you had your butt flush against his hips.

“'m gonna put it in now," tobio mumbles behind you, hand stroking down your back firmly.

you shiver at the lick of heat that flares in your core. “okay. go slow.”

a moment passes with kageyama shifting behind you anxiously. the heat in your stomach dissipates quickly when you feel your partner pull away from you completely.

"...tobio?" you ask hesitantly, craning your neck around awkwardly to get a glimpse of his face. "everything okay?"

“wait, hang on— can’t see.”

“huh?” beyond your shoulder, you catch kageyama frowning down at your behind. a wave of self-consciousness washes over you, but fades quickly when you feel his hands back on your hips and his cock glide up and down your folds.

the pair of you sigh at the friction. while this felt good too, you were starting to get impatient and kind of hungry, so you wiggle your hips back against your boyfriend's. you were met with a slight pressure on your labia. then you winced again when you felt kageyama's wet cock slip and smear your slick on your thigh.

“sorry," he chokes out, breathless now. "just wanted to make sure i got the right hole.”

“there are only two, tobio. it’s fifty-fifty, and i’m pretty sure you know which one it is," you bite back. you notice a hangnail on your left index finger, which you pick at absentmindedly.

“there’s technically three, babe.”

“...be quiet and hurry up.”

“you told me to go slow!”

“yeah, but—" you arch your back and push back against kageyama once more, revelling in the wet slide of his cock against your folds and the pained groan that escapes his lips. "i'm gonna go crazy if you don't impale me sooner. and i'm getting hungry, actually."

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kaminawi · 2 years

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The way Wakui draws Mikey’s hair….

#I am. a whore

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kaminawi · 2 years

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Relationship headcanons with Haitani Rindou

rating: second part is nsfw! mdni.

notes: english is not my first language, so I apologize for any and all mistakes.

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• his love languages are acts of service and quality time and I will not be convinced otherwise.

• while Rindou isn’t averse to the idea of PDA, he is nowhere near as touchy as ran.

• at home’s a different story though. loves resting his head on your lap and will melt if you run your fingers through his hair.

• talking about acts of service, I think that Rindou is an extremely attentive person. he always keeps an eye on his surroundings and the people around him.

• as such, he’ll notice any change in mood almost immediately. if you’re angry or upset there is absolutely zero chance of successfully denying it.

• this man knows when you’re on your period way before you do and he’s come prepared. will stock up on sanitary products and any snacks he knows you like.

• if you’re running out of milk, rindou’s got it covered. if you’ve got a doctor’s appointment coming up but no way of getting there, rindou’s organized a ride (or taken time off to drive you himself).

• if you ever bring up any of this, rindou will 1000% play it cool and tell you it’s nothing. it’s just what a boyfriend’s supposed to do and he stands by that.

• rindou’s bodycount is nowhere near as high as ran’s, but he’s still quite experienced.

• just doesn’t bother putting himself out there as much. plus, whenever he’s out with ran, girls will usually notice him before rindou. (they’re missing out big time.)

• now, i don‘t think that rindou harbors ANY resentment towards his brother.

• he does feel a pang of insecurity whenever people choose his big brother over him, but in his mind that is their shortcoming and not ran‘s fault.

• these brothers genuinely love and fully trust one another.

• so, once you‘ve chosen him over ran, he has no qualms about letting you two spend lots of time together. in fact, he’d love for you to get along.

• will even let you share a bed with ran and doesn‘t mind when you sit on his lap. he trusts you that much.

• though you better not go and betray that trust. while ran is definitely the more violent type, rindou is quite vindictive and will get you where it really hurts.

• not even bonten!rindou will lash out at you physically. it’s just too easy. instead, he’ll carefully ruin your life from the inside out. empty bank account, family members gone missing and no hopes of ever landing a job again. and don’t even think about pursuing another man.

• but so long as you are loyal, you won’t have a single thing to worry about. (if it’s a mutual and amicable breakup he doesn’t even mind staying friends.)

• rindou is extremely protective and caring.

• doesn’t want anyone outside the gang to know about your relationship. both him and ran would put their lives on the line for you. but there’s times where they can’t be around and he doesn’t want some psycho ambushing you.

• regular date nights are his thing.

• they range anywhere from an expensive dinner on a damn boat to watching movies inside a pillow fort. there is not a single dull moment with this man.

• most work nights he’s home very, very late and doesn’t want you waiting for him. if you do however, he’ll pretend to scold you all while carrying you to bed bridal style and asking himself how he got so lucky.

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• while rindou usually seems like the calm, collected type, I think that deep down he’s got even more of a sadistic streak than his brother.

• brat tamer and hard dom to the bone. he loves your feisty, independent nature outside the bedroom but will not tolerate any talking back inside of it.

• loves being in control. and the idea of you willingly submitting to him riles him up beyond words.

• his attentive nature is both blessing and curse. rindou knows your body like the back of his hand and has you cumming in a matter of minutes.

• but he’s also very big on edging and orgasm denial and you have zero hopes of hiding an oncoming orgasm.

• has you tethering on the edge for hours and will only allow you to cum if you’re begging for it.

• please ruin his back and don’t worry about hurting him. he loves the feeling of your nails raking down his spine and absolutely wants you to leave marks.

• rindou is a seemingly fair dom; only giving out punishments where necessary and never failing to praise you for being good.

• don’t be fooled, however. this man is a calculating mastermind and he’s intentionally setting you up for failure. most of his rules are meant to be broken.

• very rarely lets you take initiative. and if you’re ever allowed on top it’s all under his guidance.

• knows how much you like to touch him. so, if he’s feeling extra mean, he’ll tie your hands to the headboard and have his way with you.

• sometimes he’ll make you wear a remote control vibrator to dinner or work meetings. absolutely relishes in seeing your flushed face and trying to keep your composure.

• wouldn‘t mind sharing you with ran but ONLY if he’s the one suggesting it. if you are the one to bring it up he’ll turn you down immediately.

• despite all of this, there are days where he is feeling extra soft and he’s just so full of love for you that he wants to take it slow and sensual.

• either has you sat on his lap facing him or pinned to the bed in missionary, his fingers intertwined with yours.

• slow and deep strokes - rindou wants to really take his sweet time. and the way he’s looking at you, eyes blown over with lust and the smallest of moans escaping his lips, you’re ready to unravel right then and there

i've only really been writing in german for the past year, so I desperately need to get some practice in. but these were so much fun. sanzu hcs coming up next...

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Relationship headcanons with Haruchiyo Sanzu ❀

rating/warnings: second part is nsfw! mdni. mentions of knife and gun play, choking, degradation, dacryphilia, overstim and other mature themes.

notes: english is not my first language, so I apologize for any and all mistakes. I'd let this man do unspeakable things to me.

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• oh honey, what were you thinking?

• no really, you’re in for a ride.

• this man is unhinged in the best and worst ways imaginable and you’re his number one prey.

• i pin sanzu as someone for whom the concept of personal space simply doesn’t exist. he loves to touch you, not necessarily in a sexual way. but feeling your warmth grounds him and provides a sense of security. • all those drugs really mess with his head, so memory issues and mood swings are a given.

• he keeps track of important dates by writing sticky notes or setting reminders on his phone.

• doesn’t want to lash out at you but if he’s had an especially rough week even the smallest of things can tick him off. won’t harm you physically but by god this man has a foul mouth.

• i only really see sanzu working out with someone who accepts him for who he is. you may suggest he tone down the drugs or work a little less but don’t expect him to quit either. • he is a workaholic par excellence, so please understand if he has to prioritize bonten at times. • it’s not that he doesn’t want to spend time with you, quite the opposite actually. but living life as a criminal, there’s just things he can’t forsee.

• if you make him choose between yourself and bonten, he’ll 1000% go with the latter. • firstly, quitting bonten not only meant certain death for himself but it also put you at high risk of being hurt. secondly, if you truly loved him, you wouldn’t force such a decision on him.

• I mentioned this in another post but sanzu is a surprisingly good cook. he sucks at anything else domestic but preparing a dinner for you at least once a week is his way of making up for all those nights he couldn’t spend with you.

• despite what he seems, this man has a really gentle and playful side that only you really get to see.

• cute date nights at home playing video games or watching movies.

• sometimes he’ll even have you paint his nails or do his hair.

• likes going out for drinks and flaunting you around. if there’s people checking you out it fills him with a weird sense of pride. though they’d better not stare for too long.

• loves watching you do just about anything. you could be sitting at your desk reading a book or doing laundry and he’s completely enamoured.

• really into matching couple outfits.

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• freak. absolute freak.

• name any kink and there’s a 99,9999% chance he’s into it.

• definitely leans more towards dom but by god does he make for a good bratty sub too.

• likes it messy. like really, really messy. • if you’re a squirter. he’ll make sure to soak the sheets with your juices and won’t stop until you’re a trembling mess

• knife and gun play!!! you know he’d never actually pull the trigger but that small glint of fear makes him so hard. if you let him, he’d carve his initals into your pretty skin. and of course he’d be happy to have you return the favour.

• please tease him. a lot. sanzu likes a challenge and he doesn’t want you to just lie there lifelessly.

• let him know you’re just as into it as he is. tug his hair, scratch his back, bite his lip, anything.

• sometimes wears a cockring to keep him from cumming so soon.

• very high libido. doesn’t always act on his urges but he’s ready to go whenever you are.

• sanzu enjoys giving head as much as receiving. • definitely a head pusher because how could he help himself when your pretty lips feel so heavenly around his cock. you’re just so good that he barely lets you get a breath in. • sometimes he’ll tie your hands to the headboard and fuck your throat until there’s tears streaming down your face.

• again, loves the mess.

• if you’re on top, overstim him. he swears he can take it.

• very vocal and will degrade you to hell and back. nothing but filth leaves this man’s mouth and he absolutely needs to hear you beg for him. • one of these days your pretty little moans will be the death of him.

• definitely into choking. Because nothing beats the way your gummy walls tighten impossibly harder around his cock whenever his fingers are wrapped around your neck.

• surprisingly gentle after sex. whispers sweet nothings into your ear and loves taking a bath together.

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