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Arisu Headcannons!! (sfw + nsfw)

SFW:

- Loves for you to be next to him no matter what. Whether it’s you on his lap while he plays video games or just him hugging your waist while you cook, he loves to physically be near you and touching you.

- Would definitely play a two person video game with you, but would definitely try to hard and scream at the TV while pushing all of his buttons on his controller that he can.

- As a gamer, he’s very attentive to detail, which can apply to your relationship. He’d be full-on listening to you, making sure you understand that he cares and will always be there to hear you when you need him to.

- Cannot cook for the life of him. He used shaved ice to make noodles in the show, and he can barely remember to take a shower! Would definitely beg you to make him food and teach him how to cook.

- Would NEVER yell at you. He loves you too much to even raise his voice in the slightest. It’s like a 360 turn when he yells on the game at his friends and becomes soft spoken with you.

- Definitely shows his love with physical touch and words of affirmation. He loves to hug you, kiss you, hold your hand, etc. It doesn’t matter where you guys are and what is going on, he’s going to make sure the whole world knows that you’re his.

- Gets very shy when you kiss him first, but quickly matches the energy. He loves you so much that he gets nervous by you like you guys are just meeting for the first time.

- Definitely shows you off to his friends Karube and Chota. Even though he’s always shy, he’d never be TOO shy to show them how much he appreciates you.

- Whenever you’re sick he makes sure you have everything that you need: ranging from tissues, your favorite pillow(s), and even your favorite food, he has it covered!

NSFW:

- Since he’s obviously inexperienced, he’s definitely a sub but can be a soft dom if you really want him to.

- He definitely begs you to touch him in the shower and in bed because it’s such intimate places for the both of you.

- I’m thinking he’s average size, he can trim but leaves hair down there, and he’s definitely two-toned with a pink tip.

- He WHIMPERSSS and he whines when you touch him near his neck and dick.

- Loves it when you praise him for doing good, even when it’s the little things. In bed when you two are being intimate he goes crazy when you say how much of a good boy he is and how well he’s doing for you, especially since you’re his first (you can be his first too).

- Has a spit kink. Definitely. Whines when you spit on his dick and definitely opens his mouth to take your spit when he’s really needy.

- I can see him grinding against you or the bed when he’s eating you out. He loves to eat you out and has even finished by pleasuring you.

- Cannot hold back his moans and whimpers. When you tease him under the desk while he’s playing video games he cannot hold back, so you better hope his microphone is off during it.

- I totally think he’d love to be choked. Obviously not hard, but he’d love for you to just hold his throat and take him for your self-benefit.

- A sucker for tits. I don’t see him as an ass guy, so he’d definitely be fawning over your tits and loves to suck on them and play with them whenever he has the chance.

- Even though he loves praise, he’d definitely love a little degradation too. Words like slut and whore can make him feel like he’d cum instantly.

- His dick twitches. A lot. Inside of you, when you hold it, taking it in your mouth, doesn’t matter. He twitches because he’s sensitive.

“Such a good boy for me…” You say as you stroke Arisu’s cock slowly, making it feel like torture for the poor needy boy. He had already cum once, his dick now sensitive from your grip, using his cum as more lube to stroke him gently yet hard when you reach the base.

“F-fuck mommy, please… it’s too much…” Arisu whines as he finds room on your neck. His back against your chest with hard nipples as he whimpers into your neck, making you slightly moan in the process.

As you reach his tip you squeeze gently, which causes Arisu to whimper your name. His legs are shaking and his veiny hands are gripping the bed sheets. Who knew he could be so needy for you~

Thank you for reading!! Let me know if you want more :)!

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NSFW Alphabet - Arisu Ryohei

Hello! If you're from my Chishiya fic please look away, I am really deep in writers block and I thought this could be fun.. Warning this is fully explicit, if you're not into that please click off!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Very, very gentle. He's scared that he hurt you in someway, or was too rough, or you would regret it immediately after- doesn't matter if you took the initiative or not. Despite being a borderline genius- he's not that knowledgeable in after care, but he tries his best. Cleaning you and himself up after with a wet rag, tissues, toilet paper- which ever was the most convenient at the time- and making sure you feel comfortable, asking if you need anything, ect, ect.. he loves your comforting praises after more than he would like to admit.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Arisu couldn't answer that question earnestly with a gun to his head. He didn't have a favorite, couldn't physically choose one. He was obsessed with everything about you, infatuated with every inch of your being- one moment he would ogle your thighs, than your waist, your chest, your lips, your eye's- yep, he would have to take the bullet. As for him.. well, they don't call them gamer fingers for nothing. He's a bit too proud of how long he can go without getting a hand cramp.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

When Arisu was young he was freaked out by it, thought it was dirty and inhuman- even though it subsided in his late high school years and his hormones were flying through the roof it was always a thought in the back of his mind. That's why it took him by complete shock when you asked him if he wanted to cum on your face, and how fast he came after the fact. He couldn't take his eye's off you after, having to shake himself out of his mind before he got hard again.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

While not major to most- Arisu would never admit to watching as much porn as he frequently does. He's an absolute porn-freak. One websites, apps, magazines- you name it, he's seen it. Oh, and he has a thing for keeping your underwear- which he would never tell you of course, or take without your permission!

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's not a virgin, while he doesn't have women throwing themselves at him left and right, he's not completely oblivious to the sex scene. And sure, he's watched it, and heard story's from his friends- but doing it is a whole other ball park.. its a good thing he's a fast learner. But there are still a good handful of thing he's yet to be introduced too.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything you want. Preferably position's he could fully watch you in, but if wanted to try something new Arisu was anything but picky. However, he does have a knack for missionary and cowgirl- he adores picking apart your reactions, how your head throws back when he fondles your breast, or when he sucks bruises into your neck and you follow up with a low moan.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Arisu always tries to make light of a situation with humor. Especially during your first few nights together; if he feels like the silences are too prolonged he'll tell a joke, or when you make a move and all he can do is let out a nervous giggle- its adorable in hindsight, although you know he hates when he reacts like a untouched-virgin.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Nicely trimmed, not too short, not too long. Before you, he would never give shaving a second glance. After all why would he need too? No one was going to see him there anyways. It was on your first date that he bashfully decided to keep himself more well groomed, for your sake.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Nervous, of course. He's overly sensitive, hyper-aware of everything going on- and you wouldn't have it any other way. He's takes his time, making sure you know how much you mean to him every step of the way- whether is be by his words, or his hands, or his tongue..

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He surprisingly has a higher sex drive than you would think. He could go one after the other after the other.. he only needs a few length breaks in between before he's back on track! His record was four in one day- which he only counted because of a stupid, and completely childish bet with Karube and Chota.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Arisu never gave thought to power play, especially being titled the submissive one- and maybe it was just you that provoked it in him-but when you first climbed on-top of him, whispering borderline pornographic praises in his ear- moving his hands where you wanted them, refusing to let him cum to early- he knew he would do anything you asked, and you knew it too.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom- preferably yours. Covered completely by you; your clothes, your perfume, your bed sheet.. he's not one to venture off, especially while still living with family. Although his guard does lower in the borderlands, he'll do it anywhere he deems safe enough for you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Everything. Nothing. Someday's he could see you in a skimpy bathing suit and all he can think is how beautiful your eyes are or how much he adores your laugh. Other days he can get hard in an instant if you look at him a certain way- mind twirling with different images of you- you under him, on-top of him, him between your legs...

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything to hurt you is an absolute no. Blood, knifes, scratch marks- there all no-go's. He's even hesitant to use degrading nicknames. Although he wouldn't mind mild restrains or gags of some sort, on him of course. And don't even think about calling him daddy, he will gag.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves both! Want to give him a blowjob? His pants are already coming off. You asked him to eat you out? He's on his knee's in seconds. Although he love's you warm mouth and curious tongue- nothing beats being between your legs. Tasting you, smelling you- don't even get him started on you tightening your thighs around his head, keeping him in place while you ride out your orgasm.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) 

Most of the time Arisu likes to keep it slow and sensual, covering every conceivable inch of you in small kisses and following your shape with gentle wandering hands. Once in a while he'll get caught up in bliss, pace radical and tight grips- but he'll apologies immediately after, brushing your hair out of the way and asking if your okay- you always are.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his favorite, he enjoys cherishing every moment with you, every whimper and shutter of yours graved into his mind- but there not half bad in his opinion. He has morning wood but a class in fifteen minutes? If your up for it, he is too. After all he would be a fool to not take the chance up.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) 

If it's nothing too crazy, like almost sadistic, he'll try anything once if it makes you happy. Arisu has no problem stepping out of his comfort zone for you, matter of fact doing introduced him to things he would have never known he was into. Although you'll have to slowly get through his shy demeanor at first.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's a loser-gamer with a porn addiction... yeah he's not lasting long at all! But he does really, really, try to hold off when you ask him too, after all he doesn't want to disappoint you. Either way he makes up for it by offering a second round, he'll need a second to recharge but as soon as you start leaving kisses down his neck it's go time!

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) 

Would he ever by himself? Absolutely not. Even if he wanted too, he'd be too embarrassed to go out and buy one- hell, he wouldn't even want the charge on his card. Besides a fleshlight - which was a joke gift Karube got him for his birthday, "I knew you'd love it!" he said, watching Arisu's face turn the brightest shade of red any ones every seen- Arisu's never once owned a sex toy on his own account. Until he meet you. It started off innocent enough- cheeky lingerie, strawberry lube, clit vibrators- than you turned the vibrators on him and introduced him to male sex toys.. he was sure his brain chemistry changed after the fact.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You would say he's a tease, he would say he's making sure every inch of you doesn't go unappreciated. He really doesn't mean too, and when ever he notices you getting aggravated or huffy for more friction, he gives you a sly smile and ask's you what you want him to do to you. When said, he jumps straight into action.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) 

Arisu really tries to hold it in, truly, with all his might - but he's just naturally loud. And you would be lying if you said he wasn't good at it. Every whimper, moan, grunt, and curse could be heard from the man, none of his reactions going unnoticed. He didn't shy away from being verbal either, much to your delight.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This man is most love-struck fool ever. And that leads to a lot of desperation on his end, especially while your away. How dare you treat him so good? Give him the most live changing orgasm than leave to your collage classes thirty minutes latter? The amount of things he's rubbed himself off too because of it was shameful; your voicemail, a small note you left him on a sticky note, the smell of your shampoo..

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) 

Arisu was an average length, 6 and a half inches long - he swear the half inch makes a huge difference - and a width of an inch and a half, lean like the rest of his body. Pale pink and a strong veins coming from his shaft, they were always the most sensitive- along with his tip of his dick.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He could do without getting off everyday. Sleeping through it or taking a cold shower if necessary, and he never beg you into anything you weren't in the mood for but it's safe to say it doesn't take long to get him in the mood.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

As much as his hormones love raging off the charts- his physical athleticism slows him down. Generally he could fall asleep anywhere, anyplace in seconds- but plus being physically and mentally tired? He's already in a deep sleep. (After after-care, of course) Good luck trying to wake him up!

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Cat and Mouse

Chishiya x F!Reader x Niragi

Summary: A sexy game of cat and mouse, but how fair is it when there's two cats and just one mouse?

Content Warning: NSFW (18+); porn with some plot, smutty smut, just smut fr, threesome, Chishiya and Niragi are both dominant with reader; Niragi is more dominant with Chishiya, curse words, this is smut in case I didn't mention it

I won't tell anyone what or what not to do, but please interact responsibly ✨️

A/N: I should be put down for this immediately

You had asked for this.

No, you had begged for this. It was all a part of your carefully crafted plan to get both of your boyfriends in bed with you together. To cultivate that final connection to complete your little love triangle.

Because having two handsome, smart, sexy boyfriends was a miraculous thing in such a bleak world, but having the three of you all be together would be next level. Earth shattering, even. You wanted it so much that it hurt. Everyone at The Beach knew that you were Niragi's girl. That kept you safe, ensured that no one looked at you without good reason much less hurt you in any way. They also knew you were Chishiya's girl. That made sure they respected you, that they knew you were smart and cunning to be able to draw emotions from a man like him. Most people referred to you as a throuple, always together, rarely one without the others. What they didn't realize was that while there was a line connecting you to each Niragi and Chishiya, you were missing that third line. The one that connected the men together.

It was there, you knew it. Felt it. But along with their similarities came a deep stubbornness to remain in quiet competition over you that you needed to break. You knew they cared for each other; you saw it in the way Chishiya's eyes softened in worry when his steady hands patched Niragi up after a particularly challenging game. You saw it in the way Niragi's jaw tightened when someone said something snarky in passing about the blonde - "Wanna say that again?" Of course they didn't. And you? You felt partially empty every time you laid down with just one of them at night, having just one of them between your legs, being filled with cum by just one of them. You needed both of them. All the time.

And tonight, you were finally doing something about it. "Hunt me," you'd said seductively to the two of them, "Catch me if you can, and whoever does gets to have me tonight." Chishiya had scoffed, the simplicity of the task you were asking of them hardly worth the effort if it meant that he'd just have you tomorrow night instead. But Niragi's eyes had sparkled in amusement, a predatory grin spreading across his face, "Fuck yes." So similar those men of yours, but so different too. But if Niragi was playing your game, Chishiya would play too and he would win, no matter how frivolous it seemed.

So that is how you found yourself creeping quietly through the thorny brush at the edge of the resort's fencing. You have no plans of getting caught by either of them, no. Your game is slightly more fixed than you'd let on. You're in your skimpiest bikini, the one that neither of them are thrilled about you leaving the room in. They'd both laid eyes on you once already, their pupils dilating to shining black orbs when they had. You plan to keep letting them get just close enough to get excited a few times, then nimbly slipping through their fingers. Waiting for them to get hot, flustered, and irritated. Then they'll come storming back into your room ready to fuck you. And hopefully each other.

Niragi is not difficult to avoid. The man is loud, behavior spontaneous and erratic. Every once in a while he shoots his rifle in the air or at the ground, loving the way adrenaline flows through him at the loud cracks. You want to roll your eyes at his childlike behavior, but right now it is working in your favor. 

Based on the sounds echoing out through the courtyard, you know the man is about to round the corner of the building in search of you. Lucky for you, the strange overgrowth of plants and vines that have been taking over Tokyo have recently extended to this back area of The Beach; coating even the colored gingko trees that stood majestically around the property. Double lucky for you, you are a deft and skilled climber.

Testing one of the vines hanging from a tree to your right, you prepare yourself to swing on it up and away from your boyfriend. But first, you stand enticely with a hand at your hip, twirling the vine playfully in your hand like it could be a whip in another life. Niragi whistles out as he sees you in the courtyard. "Fuck, angel. Wanna show me what you're planning to do with that?" he drawls in a gravelly low tone, the sound traveling straight to your core. You nearly crumble, coming close to waving your metaphorical white flag.

A sweet, playful grin spreads on your face as you let out a chuckle, "Perhaps another time? Looks like I have to go!" You pull back with the vine, getting a running start to swing up into the tree as Niragi reaches to snatch you. He snarls as he barely misses your ankle, and you land gracefully in the neighboring tree. Niragi is not particularly fast, so you are able to deftly move from tree to tree in pursuit of your next destination - the pool. You hear him call out from below, "Just wait until I get my hands on you, angel!" You can't wait.

The crowded pool deck was not a good place to hide from Niragi; his presence made people part like the Red Sea, and especially so if he was looking for you. No, those jerks had no loyalty - they'd hand you straight over to him in a second. It was, however, a fine place to hide from Chishiya. Your shorter blonde boyfriend would never have the patience, nor the height to look for you in a crowd like this.

The flashing strobe lights streak bright colors across your face as you carefully filter your way through the sweaty bodies bumping and grinding against one another. Eyes shift in every direction, searching for his characteristic white hoodie - you need to be on high alert now.

That little performance should be enough to have your boyfriends' pants fitting a little bit tighter, so you sneak away toward the side of the resort that houses your room. You jump up on top of the air conditioning unit to scale the wall, grabbing onto the window ledges to swing yourself up. Luckily, you're only on the third floor, and you stealthily climb back through the unlocked window to your room with ease. Releasing your hair from the ponytail it had been in, you sprawl yourself just so across your cozy bed to wait for your cats to return to you.

Unlike Niragi, Chishiya is like a little ninja; covert and stealthy. You've often considered putting a bell around his neck because of the number of times he's nearly given you a heart attack just appearing beside you. You reach the outdoor bar, pulling yourself up to sit on the granite bar top. Tatta smiles when he sees you, coming over to see what's up. "Tatta! Have you seen Chishiya?" He nods knowingly, eyes focusing behind you but not responding.

"Looking for me, sweetheart? I thought we were looking for you," his monotone voice drawls, approaching the bar from behind you. You squeal in anxious anticipation, thinking you might have let him get a little too close this time.

Tatta, who is decidedly an incredible friend, looks between the two of you rapidly before reaching out to pull you onto his side of the bar. You flash him a dazzling grin of thanks, dropping to the floor and crawling out the open back of the bar. You disappear into the brush once more, but not before hearing the blonde call out to you, "You'll be back on your knees just like that when I catch you!" Fuck yeah, Chishiya, you're in.

You begin to get antsy after about thirty minutes, the anticipation of them finding you building in your chest and pooling in your core. At long last, you can hear Niragi's booming voice berating Chishiya in the hallway, the two of them arguing already about who was closest to winning. Showtime.

The door slams open, both men spilling into the room in irritation. Niragi is already shouting nonsense about how he'd been closest to catching you, so he was the winner; his pent-up frustrations obvious in his jeans. Chishiya is in no better shape and retorts sharply but at a much lower decibel.

"Join me, both of you," you command, patting the spots on the bed on either side of you. "You both found me, and now I want you both to have me. Together," you breathe. Chishiya sucks in a breath, turning away from you and Niragi's face snaps to yours in disbelief. This was not a new conversation; you've tried before to bring them together. Stubborn.

You giggle from the anxiety, "Please, just this once - we'll go slow, I promise. I have to know what it's like to have you both here at the same time. I'm begging." Chishiya chews on his cheek in thought, Niragi glancing in annoyance between the two of you. You can see through both men; they're both horny as hell, and neither are likely to deny you, their princess, something that you want so badly.

Despite their relentless hesitation, both Niragi and Chishiya obey your whims and sit on either side of you. The former glares at you, arms crossed over his chest as he waits; the latter facing away from you toward the window instead. A heavy blanket of lust is spread over the three of you, the tension feeling thick enough to slice through with a knife.

You pull yourself up against the velvety headboard of your bed, crossing your legs underneath you and wrapping your arms around Niragi's neck to drag him into a wrathful kiss. You can feel the quick thump of his pulse in his neck, your kiss quickly turning to all tongue and teeth. His large hands easily slip under your tiny bikini top, thumbs rubbing roughly over pebbling nipples. A salacious moan escapes you as Niragi bites your lower lip, taking the opportunity to lick sensually into your mouth. Your stomach clenches as you notice how Chishiya finally turns towards you in response, obviously wanting to make you moan like that too. Your left arm reaches out to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

Your pulse thunders in your chest in anticipation as you pull away from Niragi and lock your spit soaked lips with Chishiya's. He is much more patient in his kisses, taking his time in mapping out every inch of your plush lips with his own. Niragi licks and nips his way up your right arm, pressing the cool metal of his tongue ring against the crook of your neck. The contrast of his warm, wet tongue and the cool metal never fails to leave your head spinning.

Chishiya's dexterous fingers find the waistband of your bikini bottoms, dipping easily underneath to spread your dripping folds for him. He smirks between open-mouthed kisses, "So wet, sweetheart. Desperate for us, hm? Tell us what you want, baby." Your head falls backwards in a needy moan, because fuck yes. This is exactly what you've been waiting for. You nearly wail, "Please, Chishiya!" Niragi halts his ministrations on your neck - where you're certain he's left multiple colorful bruises - to study your desperate face. "Please what, babe? Use your words," he coos almost mockingly. You feel utterly wrecked by the two of them already; both men staring at you expectantly, eyebrows furrowed, and swollen lips parted.

Your pussy clenches around nothing, your arousal blooming more urgently in your belly. "Fuck me with your fingers, baby, pleaaaase," you whine, any shame of telling the men what you wanted dissipating as the burn of your longing courses through you. Chishiya is quick to oblige, slipping two fingers into your cunt, an obscene squelching noise giving away just how turned on you've become in such a short amount of time. A growl rumbles in Niragi's chest, the man pushing your bikini top to the side, taking one of your perky nipples into his mouth and massaging the other between two fingers. His left hand snakes down to join Chishiya near your core, swirling his middle finger on your clit.

Both men feel foggy, heads clouded with desire just listening to your lewd mewls and cries; pride that they have ravaged you like this without even undressing yet. When Chishiya curls his fingers toward your spongey spot, you reward him with a low, broken moan that brings Niragi's attention back up to your face. You have never looked more stunning to him than in this moment, eyes half-lidded and mouth agape as Chishiya works you ever closer to your release. He looks up at the blonde, too, a familiar longing burning in his core. The way the cat-like man looks at you, his angel, as he expertly drives his fingers in and out of your pussy. Niragi realizes that he is so fucked, he does want both of you. More than anything.

Even through your haze of nearing your peak, you see the way Niragi looks now at Chishiya. It's now or never, you decide. One hand comes to gently caress Niragi's face, your left one doing the same to Chishiya, both men maintaining their pace on your core. You press your lips seductively against the former's lips first, moaning at the taste of him on you, before turning your head to the left to capture Chishiya's lips once more. It's now, while both men are watching you hungrily, that you tenderly guide their faces to each other.

Your heart drums in excitement, pressing another chaste kiss to the corner of Chishiya's mouth and then the same to Niragi. After what feels like a century of you waiting with bated breath, the two allow their lips to crash together fervently. Mentally, you squeal and cheer for them. Outwardly, Chishiya is still working you on his fingers, Niragi circling your sweet spot; both men moving more urgently as they lick experimentally into each other's mouths. Your orgasm crashes over you at the sight of your two boyfriends joined together in a passionate kiss, both of them turning back to you to watch their favorite show when you squeal for them.

Niragi's eyes are black as charcoal, grabbing onto your hips to keep you from writhing away from them, "Good fucking girl, baby. Such a good girl when you cum for Chishiya." His praise makes your pussy flutter around Chishiya's fingers, the man groaning as he continues to pump in and out, guiding you gently through your orgasm.

When Chishiya pulls his fingers out of you, your arousal dripping down onto your silky sheets, a wicked idea comes to you. Gripping Chishiya's wrist, you pull his fingers to Niragi's mouth to let him suck your arousal off of him. You groan when Niragi wraps his lips around Chishiya's long digits, maintaining first eye contact with you and then shifting eye contact to the blonde in front of him. Fuck. You see how Chishiya's breath hitches at the intimate contact, clearly surprised by how much he's enjoying it.

You don't think you've ever whined so much in your life. You've certainly never been this turned on, your pussy dripping through your bikini bottoms and soaking the bed under you. Your neighbors absolutely know what's going on in here, and you don't care; you hope they're listening. Niragi releases Chishiya's fingers with a wet pop, grinning down at you. "Now that I've got a little taste, I want the whole thing," he growls, hooking his arms around your thighs and dragging you roughly to the edge of the bed pulling a high pitched yelp from you. He kneels with his torso pressed still against the end of the bed, pulling your soaked through bottoms off and tossing them somewhere in the room. It doesn't matter. You are never wearing that suit out of this room again. The man takes his time, biting and kissing every inch of the soft, supple skin of your inner thighs, making you whimper out in excited anticipation.

Chishiya strokes a thumb over Niragi's swollen marks on your neck, leaning down to claim your lips once more and silence your whining. His warm hands wander to help remove the tiny bikini top still clung to your chest, goosebumps trailing in their wake. Your entire body jolts as Niragi finally licks his tongue up through your folds, his metal piercing catching deliciously against your clit. He hums against you as his tongue cleans up the mess Chishiya made of you - that they made of you -  the vibrations traveling through you like an electric current.

The pleasure of their combined ministrations against your body brings you near the edge of your orgasm once more. Niragi feels how your pussy floods with arousal, talented lips coming to suction around your clit, suckling deeply and slipping two fingers into your wet heat to give you something to squeeze around. He knows his angel needs to have something for her tight hole to cum around.

Chishiya, who was busy sucking marks into your belly and massaging your super sensitive nipples, looks up at your blissed out expression, smirking. "That feel good, sweetheart? You like the way Niragi eats your tight little pussy?"

That filth is all you need to hear, crying out desperately for both men, nearly crushing Niragi's head between your legs as you approach overstimulation. Niragi presses his hands firmly into your thighs, keeping you against him in the aftershocks of your peak. Your hands claw desperately into Chishiya's hair, pulling his head impossibly closer to you to deepen your kiss. His tongue takes the lead against yours, your orgasm washing over you entirely and swallowing you whole.

"Damn, angel. You taste so good, I could lay between your legs all day. Wanna taste?" He asks the man to your left, raising a pierced eyebrow. You think you've died and gone to heaven when Chishiya pulls Niragi's lips to meet his, instantly deepening the kiss to taste your arousal on his tongue. Yep, you knew this would be the hottest encounter on the planet.

You lay beneath the two men completely bare and panting still from two orgasms crashing through your body, watching in awe as Niragi runs his fingers through Chishiya's locks, pulling the blonde closer through them. Chishiya responds earnestly, wrapping his arms around Niragi's neck as their mouths move in tandem. You watch with widened eyes as the blonde enjoys the sensation of Niragi's tongue ring against his own, something you completely understand.

You realize that everyone in bed is overdressed except for you, and sit up to try and change that. You start with Chishiya, unzipping his white jacket the rest of the way to expose his chest and abdomen. The man assists you by shrugging the garment off his body, letting it pool to the floor. Your lips connect like magnets to his neck, running your hands over him as you suck colorful bruises into his porcelain skin.

Your fingers deftly find their way underneath his swim trunks, finally capturing his hard, leaking cock in your hand. A whimper escapes his mouth, only spurring you on further. Niragi watches your movements curiously, his heart hammering against his ribcage. He knew what he wanted, and why would he not take what he wants?

He grips onto your wrist, halting your movements against Chishiya's hardened member. You look at him questioningly, and he presses a kiss to your forehead. "Let me," he says, voice low and gravelly. Both you and Chishiya feel that in your cores, breathily moaning in tandem. Niragi's hand joins yours on Chishiya's cock at first, both of you pumping him as you find a pace that makes the blonde needy in the best way.

Your brain is starting to short circuit, watching your two loves finally coming together in pleasure. Your now empty hands come to work on removing Niragi's belt and unzipping his dark jeans. His cock springs out, hitting his abdomen when you finally release him from the restraint of the material. Your mouth salivates staring at the hardened member, flattening yourself to the bed between the two men to take his cock in your mouth without hesitation. Tongue swirling the tip, you taste the salty sweetness of his pre-cum dripping into your mouth. Chishiya's fingers easily find your clit, rubbing circles in pace with the rest of your motions. For the first time in your relationship with the two, all three of you are finally connected together.

Through heavy pants and delectable moans from all three of you, you decide you don't want to cum again like this. If this will be a one time encounter, you have a different idea.

You sit up, wrapping an arm around each of their necks, pressing a quick kiss to each of their lips. When you pull back to look at them, both are looking at you with a glazed, far away look. You rub a thumb on each of their cheeks, glancing between both of them as you sink your teeth into your bottom lip. Nerves are fluttering in your belly as you prepare to tell them what you want.

Chishiya notices your hesitation, pulling you closer to the two men to provide comfort. His hand comes to your cheek, stroking it gently. You feel Niragi's hand come to rest at your waist, also stroking gentle patterns into your skin.

"Go on, sweetheart. Tell us what you want," Chishiya coos. Niragi nods, "You know we won't say no to you, angel." You let out a shaky breath, heat pooling again in your core at how sweet and generous your lovers are. "It's just, I've waited so long for this, and I really really want to feel you both inside me. Together." Your eyes look down to study the soaked sheets, embarrassed despite all three of you literally being nearly naked together on the bed.

Niragi needs to hear no more, unbuttoning his shirt quickly and letting his jeans pool to the floor. The man lifts you easily with him to carry you to the couch against the wall. "Come on pretty boy, our princess needs us." Chishiya rolls casually off the bed to follow the two of you, allowing his swim trunks to fall to the floor as well.

Niragi sits on the couch, legs spread slightly. You whimper kneeling over him, feeling the blunt tip of his cock tease your entrance, your dripping pussy already soaking his length. "Fuck babe, so wet for us," he growls, wasting no time splitting you open on his hard cock. The man reaches out toward the blonde as you wail in pleasure, pulling him by his hand to join you.

Chishiya moves your hair out of the way to suck on your sweet spot from behind you, bringing one hand around to rub tight circles on your clit as Niragi pounds deep inside your pussy. You feel your body temperature rising, sweat starting to drip down your face, your walls fluttering tightly around his cock. Niragi reaches a hand down to gather your arousal, a ring of white already forming around the base of his cock. His soaked fingers wrap around Chishiya's hardened length to coat him in the slick that they've both pulled from you.

The blonde gasps at his touch, but doesn't shy away. No, it feels amazing having Niragi coat him in your slick. And Niragi? He could get used to the weight of Chishiya's member in his hand. Drooling at the thought of taking it into his mouth.

And you? Have died and gone to heaven.

"P-please Chishiya. Need to feel you too," you whine pathetically. So fucking desperate to have them both inside you. The man hums, still sucking on your neck while also bringing his hand to gather more of your slick, fingers grazing Niragi's balls as you continue bouncing on him. Niragi's pace stutters when Chishiya touches his balls. Holy fuck.

You've never felt so full in your life, Chishiya gently working his way into your other tight channel. Your head falls back on the blonde behind you, face contorting with the pleasure they are giving you. The two men move closer together, joining their lips once more as they find a pace that works for all three of you. Niragi smirks when he feels the way your cunt squeezes around his cock.

You are absolutely cockdrunk for them, head lolled back on Chishiya's shoulder, skin coated in a gorgeous sheen. Their absolute goddess. Niragi can feel his balls tightening, knowing it won't be long before he's filling your tight pussy with his cum. Chishiya is a sight for sore eyes too, eyebrows furrowed and sweat dripping. Your tight little hole squeezes his cock in a way that he's never felt before.

You wail incoherent strings of words to your boyfriends, the pace you've created together is brutal and you aren't going to last. Sweat is dripping from all three of you, desperate to keep moving. "N-niragi . . . C-chishiya . . . s'too much, gonna cum," you stutter, you are so fucking full.

Both men groan in response to your words, cocks throbbing deliciously inside you.

"Me too, angel. Gonna fill you up so well, my baby."

"Fuck, sweetheart. Can't hold it any longer."

Your entire body goes electric, your orgasm exploding through every nerve ending in your body. You're vaguely aware that you're screaming out, but you can't hear it, can't feel it. All you can feel is the blissful tingle of your high, and the incredible warmth blooming through you as your loves fill you to the brim with their cum.

You can just barely hear the men talking around you, your body falling limp against Niragi on the couch. "Good fucking girl, baby. You are such a good girl for us, we're so proud of you angel." You can feel his nails scratching down your back soothingly, your eyes unwillingly falling shut.

After you've all been cleaned up and are dressed for sleep, you lay cradled between the two. "Can we do that again sometime?" You ask hesitantly, unsure if maybe the two would regret what had just happened between you all.

♤ ♡ ◇ ♧

"Are you kidding?" Niragi speaks, "Now that I've had you both, I'm never letting either of you go."

Your triangle was complete, at long last.

[rikinoo]

𐙚 :: Thinking about Niragi again,,

!! NSFW below the cut !!

₊˚♱ Thinking about the way he'd fuck my face till my throats so bruised I can barely talk. The way he'd pull my hair while shoving my head down until my nose met his pelvis. The way he'd stop just for a second before shooting his seed down my throat, moaning as I swallow every last drop of the hot white fluid.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how he'd swear he just wants to 'help you' in the shower, but it quickly turns into being pinned against the wall as he nails you from behind. Hot steam surrounding you as his fingers find your clit, rubbing the little bud soooo fucking smoothly, contrasting the hard, rough sensations caused by his cock.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how he'd have a thousand different ways to punish you. Ranging from overstimulating you till you cry — to not allowing you to touch him. Some nights, you'd see the sun come up before he was done with you. Other nights, he'd make you get yourself off while he watches, then laugh when you weren't able to. 'Awh baby really needs me? Can't get off without my cock anymore huh? Well, too fucking bad'

₊˚♱ The way he'd give you your own hand gun to protect yourself, even though there's no chance of anyone ever fucking with you. Everyone knows who you're with, as if they'd try anything, but he insists you need it.

₊˚♱ The way he'd come to you after shooting someone. Angry reasoning turns into him crying in your arms from his ptsd, expressing how people just make him so angry until he snaps, even if he doesn't mean to. He doesn't want to face the consequences of things he can't control, so he cries with you, the only person who doesn't make him feel less than.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how unintentionally possessive he gets after those moments. How after you comfort him, he will not let you go. To him its just any other night, but you've picked up on his habits over time. His heart is scared to lose you, so after being vulnerable he'll hold you all night. Not wanting to let you go in fear you'll leave.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how soft he could be with you :( yes he is a sadistic maniac who could kill you at any moment, but he doesn't, and he never would. You're his only place he can be vulnerable, he'd never let anyone else see that.

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Dk how I switched from hella sexual to lowk sad but I jus have so many thoughts abt this man so makes sense 🤧🤧 ALSO the way I wrote the first one in first person but then the rest in second lmfao ignore it. Anyways this was like an organised jjinx thoughts ig? Not rlly headcanons but ykyk, hope u like xx

[rikinoo]

can you please do Tatta twitter links?

Tatta twitter links

tied him up to a chair

jerking him before he goes to work

you won’t stop and he’s getting whiny

enjoys eating you out

sending you a video at work

riding him but he’s begging you to stop and go slow

valentine’s day special

topping you for the first time

[rikinoo]

wait omg u do atgw😩

amaya takeru nsfw headcanons please🙏🏼

it’s fine if not ml stay safe!! x

Amaya Takeru NSFW headcannons

- He is a HUGE teaser, especially in bed, he would edge you or overstimulate you and make you beg for him

- sometimes he would make you sloppily suck on his cock with saliva absolutely everywhere

- He’s a very messy fucker, he likes to get everything dirty and to see you covered in his cum

- He’s the type to record you begging for his cock

- Sometimes he would send the videos to people who try to hit on you

- he’s very into public sex, he likes the feeling of getting caught and the adrenaline causes him to act up

- He also loves to eat your pussy so messy, getting your juices absolutely everywhere and lapping his tongue on your clit over and over again until your pulling his hair back and crying out

- he’s a very jealous and possessive guy so he would most likely take it out on you while dirty talking you like crazy

- he’s very much a freak in the bed so he’s into like BDSM

- sometimes even role playing and making you dress up as a cat and stuff

- he likes to tie you up and blindfold you

[rikinoo]

Loathing

Telemachus x Antinous' sister!Reader (Specifically @messymoonmad Telemachus design for this one)

WARNINGS: SMUT, HATE SEX, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, BRAT READER! SURPRISINGLY DOMINANT TELEMACHUS, MEAN DOM!TELEMACHUS, SPANKING, CHOKING, SPITTING, FINGERING, PinV SEX, CREAMPIE, "What is this feeling?" from WICKED was my inspiration for this.

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"Dearest big brother..."

"My dear father..."

~There's been some confusion over rooming here in Ithaca~

"But of course I'll care for mother"

"But of course I'll rise above it"

~For I know that's how you'd want me to respond Yes There's been some confusion for you see my roommate is...~

"~Unusually and exceedingly annoying and oh so much 'holier than thou'...~"

"A bitch."

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Y/n pov

"I wasn't aware you were bringing your sister Antinous." Penelope stated, eyeing me with wary distrust. I smirked mirroring my brother's stance. "Never the less, we shall find room for her. I shall have one of the servant's bring a bed to my son's chambers. "

"What?" The prince blurted, his eyes bugging out of his skull.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed in disbelief.

"There is certainly enough room, and my son is more than capable of looking after y/n." Her tone left no room for argument, and 'look after y/n.' was not in concern for my safety, but rather to make sure I wasn't up to anything. I sighed, and despite my brother's protests, that night I was moved into the prince's rooms.

"How much clothing do you own?" Telemachus scoffed watching as several maids carried in my trunks.

"I never checked, but unlike you I am not inclined to wear the same outfit everyday." I snipped. The prince stormed up to me, his fists clenched in anger. He towered over me by a good foot, and his glare would make Ares shiver.

"I. Do not. Like. You."

"I. Loathe. You."

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"What is this feeling so sudden and new?"

"I felt the moment I laid eyes on you."

"My pulse is rushing."

"My head is reeling."

"Yeah, well my face is flushing!"

~What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame! Does it have a name? Yes... Loathing! Unadulterated loathing!~

For your face

Your voice

Your clothing

~Let's just say, I loathe it all! Every little trait, however small, Makes my very flesh begin to crawl, With simple utter loathing There's a strange exhilaration In such total detestation It's so pure, so strong  Though, I do admit, it came on fast Still, I do believe that it can last  And I will be loathing  Loathing you My whole life long~

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Telemachus pov

Y/n was an absolute horror. Firstly she took up half my room with her trunks of dresses, cosmetics, and jewels. Second, she'd keep candles lit late into the night, keeping me awake with the light. Third she'd join her brother and the other suitors in tormenting me... and they all doted on her as if she was a spoiled pup. Tonight was no different, she had locked herself in the bathing chambers when she knew I had been training all day. I was covered in sweat, in desperate need of a bath, and yet she was hogging it all to herself. I growled lowly, that brat. I went to lay in my bed, intending on waiting for her, when an idea struck. It took practically no time at all, as I wasn't trying to be neat about it. I stacked her chests, pushing them into a corner in an unruly pile, then I laid in her bed, propping my dirty sandals on her pillows. The door to the bathing chambers creaked open and I smirked when I heard her shriek.

"You bastard! Get off!"

"Sorry princess, you took too long." I chuckled, striding past her. Y/n suddenly grabbed me with more strength than I expected and pushed me out into the hall before slamming and locking the door. I growled and pounded on the wood. "Let me in you brat!" I seethed. I could hear her infuriating giggles from the other side of the door. I sighed knowing I'd lost the battle tonight.

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"Dear Y/n, you are just too good How do you stand it?  I don't think I could  He's a terror, he's a tartar  We don't mean to show a bias  But Y/n, you're a martyr"

"~Well, these things are sent to try us~"

"Poor Y/n, forced to reside  With someone so disgusticified,  We just want to tell you, we're all on your side!  We share your loathing."

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Y/n pov

It had been a few weeks since the arrangement had been made, and the prince and I took a twisted pleasure in torturing each other, and my brother and the others often pushed the boy around making me laugh at his misery. It wasn't until a month had passed that my veiw of him changed. I had come outside to read, heading to the gardens when I heard rapid grunts and blows. My curiosity piqued, I headed in the direction of the sounds and found Telemachus taking his frustrations out on a sparing dummy.

"Stupid brat! I should take her over my knee the next time she even looks at me." He growled. "And I have something to occupy that bitchy mouth of hers." I subtly shifted, pressing my thighs together. Sweat glistened on his smooth skin, shining like diamonds in the golden light of Apollo. Starstruck by his physique and dirty words, my book slipped from my hands, landing with a dull thud. The prince spun around and his gaze immediately darkened. I swallowed hard and put up my cool mask of indifference.

"Bold words princeling." I scoffed. I stooped to pick up my book when a sandal stepped on the cover before I could pick it up. I straightened and glared at the boy in front of me. "Give it back." I demanded. The soft leather of his hand wraps was the first thing I felt as his fingers wrapped around my neck. Telemachus shoved me back, his hand never leaving my throat. My back collided with a tree and a soft gasp left my throat.

"No brother out here to protect you this time y/n." He was so close that his breath ghosted my lips. My breath caught in my my throat as his fingers tightened only slightly. We stayed that way for a few seconds, our breathing heavy as we stared at each other... and then he let go. "Better leave, before I do something... something we can't come back from."

I wasted no time in scurrying back inside, leaving my book.

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~What is this feeling So sudden and new? (Unadulterated loathing) I felt the moment (For his face, his voice) I laid eyes on you. (his clothing) My pulse is rushing, (Let's just say) My head is reeling. (We loathe it all) Oh, what is this feeling?! (Every little trait, however small) Does it have a name? (Makes our very flesh) Yes, (Begin to crawl) Ahhh (Ahhh) Loathing (Loathing) There's a strange exhilaration, (Loathing) In such total detestation, (Loathing) It's so pure, so strong! (So strong)

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Y/n pov cont.

I waited by the doors inside Telemachus' chambers all day, waiting for him to return. I heard his sandals echoing through the halls and as soon as he stopped outside I threw open the doors and dragged him inside by his collar. I slammed the doors, pushing him against the wood as my lips locked against his. He gasped in surprise and I stole to opportunity to lick at the inside of his mouth. He tasted so sweet, like honey and fresh fruit.

It didn't take him long to recover from my sudden ambush, his fingers tangling in my hair and tugging... hard.

"And who gave you permission to do that girl?" Telemachus scoffed, looking down at me with a mix of annoyance, disgust, and lust. I whined, trying to capture his lips again. The prince's grip tightened. "Ah, ah, ah. No."

"That isn't fair!" I huffed.

"'Fair'? I don't want to play fair." He replied, using my hair to drag me to his bed, where he sat on the edge and hauled me over his lap. I thrashed in his grip only to freeze when his hand came down hard on my bottom. I jerked at the force, my head shooting up.

"Hey!" I snapped.

"Stay fucking still brat, or the next one will leave a bruise." The price warned. I rolled my eyes and continued thrashing.

"You can't just--" I was cut off by an even harder slap to my rear.

"Shut your pretty mouth, or I'll shut it for you."

"You think I'm pretty?" I purr, unable to keep from taunting him, earning a third spank.

"You don't know when to stop, do you?" He asked, giving me one last slap, before flipping me over and straddling my hips. "So, here's what is going to happen... you are not going to speak unless I say otherwise, you will not touch me unless I give permission, you do exactly what I ask, and if you even think about moaning... I'll stop entirely. Got that?" He asked.

"Y...yes." I nod frantically.

"Hmmm, good girl." He cooed, gripping my chin. "Open." He ordered, applying slight pressure to my jaw. I obeyed and the price immediately spat in my mouth. "Swallow." I followed the demand, his warm saliva trailing down my throat. Telemachus smiled, pride shining in his eyes. His hands wandered, sliding under the hem of my dress and slowly pushing it upward over my thighs.

"Telemchus!" I gasped. The prince stopped his ministrations, his fingers gripping the flesh of my thighs painfully tight.

"What the fuck did I say?" He asked, a deadly calm settling over him.

"Y-you said not to speak."

"And you couldn't even follow a simple order. What a useless whore." He sneered, pushing my dress further up, revealing my soaked cunt. I bit my lip hard, to keep from making any noise to deter him. He slowly dragged a finger through my glistening folds. My fingers twitched, desperate to touch the prince, but I managed to keep them at bay. I laid still and obedient, doing my best to follow his orders, and I did well until he thrust his fingers into my tight heat. I yelped at the sudden intrusion, only to slap my hand over my mouth to keep quiet. The prince raised an eyebrow, giving me a warning glare, but he continued to slowly pump his fingers inside me. I roll my hips up to match his pace, biting my lip to keep from moaning. His thumb stroked over my clit as he fingered me, pushing me closer to the edge with each movement. I fisted the sheets below me, swallowing a scream of ecstasy as I peaked. The prince pulled away, admiring my slick on his fingers. "Hmmm, well, you didn't behave too poorly. I suppose I'll let you make noise for this next part." Telemachus smirked. I was about to ask what he meant when the prince shed his chiton. His cock rested against his stomach, smearing precum against his abdomen. I subconsciously spread my legs a bit further apart. Telemachus let out an amused huff but wasted no time in slotting himself between my thighs. I gasped, my walls clenching around his length.

"S-so good." I mewled.

"Yeah, it's good? I know it's good whore, and you'll take every bit I give you." He growled, his hips pistoning against mine. I moaned and bucked my hips wildly, trying to meet his thrusts.

"Wanna touch you!" I whined.

"Hmm, no." He smirked before letting out a soft huff of pleasure, his fingers digging into my hips, his grip so firm I'm sure I'll have bruises.

"Please?" I ask, my fingers gripping the sheets so tightly I'm pretty sure my nails have punctured the fabric.

"No."

"PLEASE!" I cry, tears pricking my eyes as my pussy clenches again. He uses his hold on me to fuck into me roughly

"Gods you're insufferable. Yeah, fine, you can touch." He scoffed. I immediately latch onto him, my fingers tangling in my hair. I rake my nails down his back and grab at his shoulders. "Gonna take what I give you?"

"Yeah..." I nodded.

"You're sure?"

"Uh-huh." I nod desperately.

"Good whore." He purred, his pace growing sloppy. He buried himself to the hilt, his length twitching slightly before he spilled his seed inside me. "Good girl."

"Mmm." I hummed, numb from pleasure. I start to roll over, attempting to crawl back to my own bed, but Telemachus wrapped his arms around my waist.

"You're not going anywhere." The prince ordered. I sigh but lean back against him.

"Fine, but we're gonna keep doing this."

"You don't make the demands here." He scoffed. I pouted slightly, causing Telemachus to sigh. "Fine... fine, we'll keep doing this, but we tell no one."

"Deal. I loathe you." I smile, my voice holding no malice. The room was quiet for a few seconds before Telemachus buried his face in my neck.

"I love you too y/n."

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~Though, I do admit, it came on fast  Still, I do believe that it can last And I will be loathing  For forever Loathing Truly, deeply loathing you (loathing you) My whole life long (Loathing, unadulterated loathing)~ 

[rikinoo]

I take overstimulation extremely seriously just so we’re all aware.

Most I’ve ever made a guy cum was 27 times in one session and all of those happened in the span of about 5-10 minutes

Got him really warmed up and started fucking him with a dildo while I alternated between whispering in his ear, biting his neck, playing with his chest etc. After only a minute or two he shyly muttered out that he was going to cum. I stopped, stared directly at him and we had this brief, telling moment of eye contact before he got so embarrassed he had to turn away. We both knew he was under the impression he couldn’t cum without touching his dick and the fact he almost just did was so fucking hot to me.

I pinned his leg over my shoulder and continued. Within a minute he was back to how he was before, just on the verge and I kept moving it while he shook beneath me. Finally let up after he came all over my hand and I asked if he’d cum sarcastically to make fun of how obvious and hard it was and he just whimpered out “… I came twice”

He absolutely should not have told me this because as soon as I knew making him cum over and over was on the table I was determined to go as far as I possible could, and hearing him say two like that was addictively cute. I Pinned him even more and continued, told him to count every time he cums before quickly getting back into it.

27 times I made this very masc dude cum. 27!

Didn’t even think that was a possible number. Every 15-30 seconds I’d feel him tense up and clench on the dildo then I’d hear his little chocked voice murmur out a number before I kept going. He made a giant fucking mess, squirting basically each time in the beginning. I kept moving the goal post further and further, “come on let’s just get to 10 puppy!”, “I think we could do 15 don’t you?”, “Whoops that was a 16th one, well we might as well get to twenty, right?”. He was fully trembling, shaking, crying. His eyes were in constant state of being rolled back and the noises he was making were so intense. The best part was hearing him count though, it was the only coherent thing he would say and he struggled to get out each number but if he didn’t count I’d start choking him.

Hearing a grown man moan out “25” or whatever ridiculous number we were on has to be one of the hottest things I’ve experienced. I would have kept going forever but he was begging and pleading for me to stop and for some reason I don’t think he believed that I’d really let him be done at 30

He was a complete fucking mess after as you’d imagine. Basically just sat there in a daze for 10 minutes but I made sure to make fun of him. I mean 27? Really? Just an embarrassingly high number. He also physically couldn’t handle any play for like several days after this so safe to say I throughly worked him out.

I guess now my goal in life will be to get someone to 30

[rikinoo]

I just need a soft woman to feed me viagra and rape me for a couple of hours, please

[rikinoo]

Mango plisplis I beg u in my knees nsfw wind archer shot or hcs please there’s not enough content of him pls i want to see how u write him plisplis 😢😢😢😢

🔥🔞 [Wind Archer x Reader NSFT]

Wind Archer my boy let's gooooooooooo also the premise for this one may be a little silly lmao but it's smut for smuts sake

The underground passageways were choked with darkness, filled with the sounds of something writhing and squelching just out of view. Things slunk in and out of the shadow just out of the corner of your eye, and you clung to Wind Archer Cookie's arm, feeling unease grip your dough.

You had joined Wind Archer Cookie in his mission to find the dark heart of Dark Enchantress' facility. On your end, your task was much simpler, mainly recon and stealing any sensitive documents to discover what the Cookies of Darkness' future plans were.

"We should split up from here." You suggested quietly. Wind Archer Cookie gave you a look of surprise. It was an unexpected proposition considering you were clinging to his arm. "That way we can find what we're both after and get out of here quickly." You added.

"Y/N Cookie, I can't let you go off by yourself. What if something happens and I'm not there?" Wind Archer Cookie said with a frown. You pulled away from Wind Archer with a small smile and unsheathed your ornate forest short sword.

"Don't worry about me, alright? I can handle myself." You reassure, sliding your sword back into its scabbard.

At least you would have been under normal circumstances. You massively underestimated the evil lurking within the depths of this cursed facility. Catching things moving from the corner of your eye as if someone was following you, shadows seemingly moving by themselves, and eyes watching your every movement.

You held your sword at the ready tensely as you snuck down the empty hall. A distinct laugh echoed from the darkness ahead, sending a wave of chills through your dough. Through the gloom, you could almost make out a faint silhouette of a Cookie...

Wind Archer Cookie slid out of the slimy drain pipe into the welcoming embrace of nature that surrounded the Laboratorium. In his haste to escape, he had completely forgotten that you were still inside the facility. Despite his exhaustion and injuries, he had to go back in to rescue you as he sensed something was terribly wrong.

Wind Archer Cookie panted and collected himself, but before he could take a step towards the Laboratorium, the snapping of a twig made him whip around and reflexively draw his bow. You stumbled out of the undergrowth and collapsed, your forest short sword dropping with a heavy thud onto the mossy ground.

"Y/N Cookie!!" Wind Archer Cookie gasped, and withdrew his bow. He ran to your side and flipped you onto your back to check for injuries.

There was a flash of silver and Wind Archer forcefully caught your wrist before you could plunge a dagger into his chest. He grunted with effort as you fought with everything you had in you.

"Y/N Cookie, what are you doing?!" Wind Archer Cookie exclaimed as he struggled to keep you at bay. Your eyes were unnaturally bright blue, and the mark of the Beast of Deceit branded on your left eye.

"Did you think it would be that easy to escape, Greenski?" Shadow Milk Cookie's demented voice fell from your lips, making Wind Archer's jam run cold.

You suddenly gritted your teeth and arched your back as you fought the possession, you gasped and cried out. Wrestling with your own limbs like they were being controlled by invisible strings.

"Wind Archer Cookie, help me!!" You shouted. Wind Archer Cookie hesitated. He felt helpless as he struggled to control your flailing limbs and wrestle the knife from your hand. He couldn't use his arrows to purify you and risk harming you, and at this close range he didn't have even a moment to draw his bow.

"Do something!" You cried again, tears spilling from your eyes. You clutched desperately at the grassy floor, as you battled to keep a hold of your own mind.

"Aww no fair, its two against one!" Shadow Milk Cookie cackled in your head.

"Do it! Do it, Y/N Cookie! After you make that pesky Green Bean into a salad, you can come and be mine instead."

The tormenting laughter echoed in your head and it wasn't long before you couldn't tell reality from illusion anymore. You weren't able to see what you were doing clearly, Wind Archer Cookie's appearance swimming and shifting right before your eyes. All you could focus on was restraining your hand that clutched the knife that was aiming to stab the Cookie who was so precious to you.

Wind Archer Cookie grimaced as he finally knock the dagger from your hand and pinned your wrists to the forest floor. He had a way to heal and free you of the Beast's control, but it was unconventional and unseemly. He couldn't see another way out of this that didn't harm you.

Wind Archer Cookie would have to use his body to purify you.

"Don't worry, Y/N Cookie. I can help you. But... I need you to trust me." He murmured. "I will do everything in my power to free you from this Beast." Wind Archer Cookie promised firmly.

"I-I trust you. Do it!" You grunted.

Wind Archer Cookie gulped. Though he knew what he must do to save you, he still felt nervous. This was a difficult path he chose, one that he hoped that both of you wouldn't regret by the end.

Wind Archer Cookie leaned over you and pressed his lips against yours, kissing you gently and tenderly. His lips moved softly against yours, slowly, sweetly. Your eyelids flickered closed as you let yourself be swept away by the warmth of his touch. The familiar feeling of the forest and its life giving energy filled you, making you feel lighter for a brief moment. Wing Archer Cookie pulled away abruptly, leaving you gasping for breath. He gazed into you eyes intently, hoping it was enough to drive Shadow Milk Cookie from your mind.

You body twitched and your eyes snapped open.

"Ohh, how romantic! Greenie, you dog, kissing Y/N Cookie like that! Is there something you want to tell them?" Shadow Milk Cookie's voice taunted. Wind Archer Cookie recoiled slightly.

It hadn't been enough to release you from the Beast's grip.

Wind Archer Cookie knew that he must take much more drastic measures, though he wished it hadn't come to this. His heart ached when he saw the pain flash across your face and you were losing the battle to Shadow Milk Cookie's control, but he couldn't bring himself to hesitate now.

He roughly tugging your pants off, revealing your naked form.

"W-Wind Archer Cookie!" You stammered in surprise. Wind Archer Cookie ignored the heat rising in his cheeks.

"Please trust me, Y/N Cookie..." He pleaded in desperation. Your eyes widened as you realized what Wind Archer Cookie had to do. You face flushed but you nodded with determination.

"It's ok. Let's do it." You replied. Wind Archer Cookie gave you a weak smile gratefully as he bent low over you, pressing his lips to yours once more in a deep, passionate kiss. It was an oath, a promise that Wind Archer Cookie would protect you from this evil infesting your body. Your thighs trembled in anticipation as Wind Archer Cookie pulled down his pants while he kissed you with every ounce of passion he possessed.

He had always wanted to do this with you, but he wished your first time together didn't have to be under duress.

Wind Archer Cookie gently guided himself to your entrance, he kept his lips locked with yours to distract you, and took great care not to hurt you. A pinch of momentary pain made you gasp against the wind guardian's lips as he pushed inside you. You clenched tightly around him. Wind Archer Cookie pushed down onto the soft patch of earth beneath you, groaning deeply as you instinctively opened up underneath him until he was buried completely in your heat. You moaned quietly, letting out a small whimper. The sound sent shivers down his back.

Wind Archer gripped your hips tightly, holding you steady as he began thrusting slowly into you. Your legs trembled as you tried to get comfortable around him. You could already feel your core clenching as the pleasure began to build in your abdomen. Wind Archer Cookie watched as your face flushed, beads of sugar sweat beginning to form along your forehead. He bit back a moan, you felt so good. Your insides were hot and tight just like he had always imagined.

He began to move faster, his pace increasing with each thrust. You cried out and clutched onto the wind guardian's shoulders, your body trembled with pleasure and your legs automatically wrapped around Wind Archer's hips. The air was filled with the sound of your moaning and the lewd sounds of Wind Archer's hips slamming against you. You writhed beneath him as Wind Archer Cookie continued to pound into you relentlessly. You could barely breathe as the pleasure built faster and stronger. Suddenly, your eyes flew open, the invisible strings tied to you forcing you to jolt up and sink your teeth into the dough of Wind Archer Cookie's shoulder. He gasped.

"Hang in there, Y/N Cookie!" Wind Archer Cookie grunted. "Keep fighting the Beast!" He encouraged. Your jaws tightened as he drove deeper and deeper into you, biting him harder with every stroke. Wind Archer Cookie adjusted his position quickly, pinning you against the soil as he pistoned his cock into you faster and harder than before. The new position made you see stars as Wind Archer hit you in just the right place.

The wind guardian's breathing became ragged as he was approaching his limit. After one final thrust, he came undone inside of you, filling you to the brim with his warm seed. You cried out Wind Archer's name as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. The knot in your stomach snapped, opening the floodgates, and the intense waves of pleasure crashed over you as an orgasm wracked your body. Wind Archer Cookie held you tightly as you both panted hard and came down from your highs.

With the throbbing of Wind Archer Cookie's cock inside you, you felt the purifying energy of the forest thrum within you. The hold that Shadow Milk Cookie had on you faded, and you felt a sense of peace wash over you now that your mind was finally calm. Wind Archer Cookie let go of you slowly, placing affectionate kisses along your forehead and neck as he slipped out of you, his cum dripping from your entrance.

"Y/N Cookie... are you alright?" Wind Archer asked worriedly. You looked up at him with a soft smile.

"Yeah... I'm ok. Better than ok, actually." You laughed quietly. Wind Archer Cookie avoided your eyes for a moment.

"I'm sorry I let this happen. And... that we had to do this." He frowned, a look of shame crossing his face. You quickly cupped Wind Archer Cookie's face in your hands reassuringly.

"No, no, it's ok, really!" You insisted. "Honestly, do you think we could... go for another round?" You requested shyly. The wind guardian's eyes widened and his face almost went entirely red.

"Y/N Cookie, now is not that time for that. We have to report back to Millennial Tree Cookie." Wind Archer Cookie huffed bashfully.

"O-Oh, yeah. We should probably get out of here anyway." You replied, your face flushing in embarrassment.

The two of you fixed your appearances the best you could after the passionate and intense activity. Brushing leaves and dirt from your clothing. You tried to stand but your legs wobbled like they were made of jelly and you couldn't walk a few steps without stumbling.

Wind Archer Cookie swiftly scooped you up into his arms bridal style.

"Here, I got you." He said. You couldn't help but blush.

"Thanks..." You replied. It was quiet for a long moment as Wind Archer Cookie carried you through the untamed floral of Beast-Yeast's forest. He cleared his throat a little, suddenly hiding his reddening cheeks with his scarf.

"When we get back home, we could... continue. If you want." Wind Archer Cookie offered hesitantly. You blushed brightly and nodded.

"I would really like that." You replied eagerly.

[rikinoo]

``Oh, You Liar!``

Multi Char Fic x AFAB! Reader (NSFW)

Ft: Shadow Milk, Pure Vanilla, Affogato

CW: Cookiefucking(?) Cockwarming, oral, fingering, blowjob

°•《 AN: oh dear, did I miss valentines?》•°

MINORS DNI! NSFW FIC BELOW CUT

Shadow Milk Cookie;

oh, how you hated him! you knew he was mean, but you never thought it was to such an extent...

not letting you move, even though he was so close to your g-spot. he said he'd let you once he was finished going over some paperwork, but... he's taking forever! it's just not fair.

your shift your thigh ever so slightly. (you've been good for how long now? don't you deserve a little friction?)

the jester notices it instsntly and clicks his tongue in response. "ah ah ah- didn't I tell you to sit still?" he looks at you with lidded eyes, a faint expression of some sort of twisted amusment present through them.

"shadow milk.. you're s'mean to me... you're taking a long time on purpose-"

he grins at you, pressing his forehead to yours. "it'll only take longer if you keep distracting me like this... c'mon, it'll be over soon. just behave for a little while longer, yeah?"

hah! a little while longer my ass! knowing him, he'd probably continue stalling until your breaking point... the thought made you pout.

"what's that look for?" he asked, only to be met with your stubborn silence.

how unfortunate... he prides himself on getting reactions out of you, you know?

he presses a hot kiss to your collar bone, lightly sucking on the dough.

just what did he think he was doing? was he expecting you to sit still during this as well?

"mmph- shadow milk--" you grind your hips. (you just couldn't help yourself! not when you've been stuffed full for nearly an hour now...)

he places a hand on your knee, preventing any further movement. "that wasn't permission to move."

you can't help the whine that escapes your lips. "you're not being fair..."

he scoffs at the statement. didn't you know that he wasn't a fair man? "punishments aren't supposed to be fair. now stop moving, 'kay? i promise i'll be done soon..."

Pure Vanilla

"you... ah- said you were inexperienced!" you muster through hot breaths, hair sticking to your flushed face.

he spread your already soaking folds with two fingers, thumb resting on your bud. "mmm, but I am..."

one of your legs rests on top of his shoulder. he presses a kiss to your thigh, slowly moving closer to the spot where you actually want him to be.

(he sure was taking his time... there's no way he didn't know what he was doing to you!)

he places a kiss right on your cunt, and you can feel his hot breath at your entrance. still, he doesn't give you what you want.

"hurry up already..."

pure vanilla can't help but chuckle. "so impatient..." though, he obliges. he quickly darts his tongue in and out of your clit; its only purpose to get you even more on edge.

and before you can even say anything else, he pumped both fingers in, setting a steady pace. oh- and the way his tongue circled around your clit;

once... twice.. fuck! it drove you insane.

your mouth fell slack, unholy moans falling from your lips. tufts of his golden hair became tangled in your fingers as you grasped it.

of course, he didn't mind. it was only a sign that he was doing his job right. "ngh- pure vanilla-" you managed to choke out between moans.

he looked up at you, mouth never leaving your pussy. "mmhm?" the sound only worked as extra stimulation as it vibrated throughout your body.

what were you even asking for again? you couldn't even remember over how good the blonde was licking you up...

oh, it didn't even matter anyway! so long as he kept sucking on your cunt, you couldn't care less.

Affogato

having you here between his legs... doe eyes looking up at him-

it turned him on much more than he'd like to admit. your tongue licking the slit of his already leaking tip...

he sucked in the cold air through gritted teeth. he wasn't supposed to be getting so worked up over this, but the intoxicating feeling of your mouth on him was a pleasure he found much too enticing.

"you feel so fucking good, baby," he'd say, more labored breaths spilling from his lips.

how strange... the royal advisor was never a person to use such foul language. how did you manage to pull that from him?

you took more of him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his length and wrapping your hand around what couldn't fit into your mouth.

he grinded his shoe against your clothed entrance, trying to give himself at least some edge in this interaction...

he swore that he held more power over you, and he desperately wanted to prove that fact to be true.

"come on, don't you want me to touch you? don't you want my fucking hands on you?"

he became so desperate like this... so much for holding power over you! oh well, he was always a bit of a liar anyway.

each flick of your tongue sent another shiver up his spine. god, how were you so good at that?

he grabbed a fist-full of your hair and pulled you further onto his dick, gaining a gag from you.

oh how he loved the tears that picked the corners of your eyes!

though, he loved your mouth on him so much more...

[rikinoo]

when you’re dreaming ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (kinktober entry)

word count ; 773

content ; sexually explicit content, wet dream, vaginal fingering, nipple play (fem receiving), clitoral stimulation, implied masturbation (fem receiving)

fandom ; cookie run

pairing ; pure vanilla cookie x cis female reader

read also on ; ao3

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

Everything about him was so gentle and sweet: a light voice that caressed the shell of your ear as he spoke, his words honey-sweet but no less genuine and flustering for it; warm hands that massaged and trailed their way down your body, wordlessly worshipping everything from your chest to your stomach to your sides, leaving patches of gooseflesh wherever they touched; soft lips, curled upwards into that beautiful smile of his, that peppered kisses along the expanse of your throat and all over your face, each one as brief and gentle as the flutter of butterfly wings but never failing to leave your skin burning and your head fuzzy and light. He kissed the bridge of your nose, pecked each of your cheeks, brushed his lips sweetly against your closed eyelids, and danced from one corner of your lips to the other — leaving no inch of skin ignored as he went.

As thorough with his love as always, and yet still he managed to leave you speechless with his devotion.

Though your lack of commentary didn't seem to bother him too much — it never did — and he instead focused all of his energy into pleasuring you. Selfless as ever as he took two of his long, slender fingers and started to slowly slide them in and out of your wet pussy. Loving as ever as he dipped his head down to take one of your nipples into his mouth and started to gently suck and nibble on it until it hardened in his mouth. Considerate as ever as he started to push the heel of his palm directly against your aching clit, stimulating you whilst he continued to lovingly finger your cunt. Warm as ever as he smiled and chuckled against your skin whenever you gasped or moaned or arched your back up into him, amused as ever by your reactions but giving in to your silent pleas nonetheless as he leaned over and began to toy with your other nipple a few beats later.

Slow and gentle and considerate and loving; so very typical of your darling Pure Vanilla. You wouldn't expect anything less.

Bit by bit you started to feel yourself approaching your climax, being lead towards your peak with a well practised and delicate balance of adoration and pleasure that never failed to leave you sated and breathless. Brought closer with every roll of his tongue, every thrust of his fingers, and every circle of his palm until the muscles in your abdomen were so tight you could barely breathe and your mind was so fogged that you could hardly even think.

Closer and closer until your moans and sighs turned into pants and gasps. Until your entire body went limp and placid, so drunk with pleasure that you could only lay there and bask in his touch. Until your vision became blurred with unshed tears and spots of white and black started to slowly unfurl across your eyes. Until all you could think of was how good he felt, how sweet his laughter was, how addictive his praise was, and how much you loved him. Until your senses started to grow fainter and fainter and fainter.

So close. So very very close. You let your eyelids flutter shut in anticipation and allowed your fingers to softly tangle themselves in his soft hair as you waited for your orgasm to wash over you.

—————

You were slowly roused awake by the feeling of your husband’s body shifting beside you — cracking open your eye you could tell that the sun was only just starting to rise but Pure Vanilla, ever an early riser, was clearly already fully awake and ready to address his subjects. He never intends to wake you up so early, but sometimes it can’t be helped and, after a whispered apology and a sweet kiss to your forehead, he departs to perform his morning duties; leaving you behind to lay in bed and stew in dissatisfaction.

A wet dream, and a vivid one at that. How frustrating…

Being torn from the visage of your lover’s fingers buried inside of you to a reality where you were devoid of such a beautiful fantasy was borderline cruel. But you knew that you weren’t going to fall back asleep anytime soon and decided to deal with things yourself; reaching between your thighs with one hand to play with your soaking wet pussy whilst you used the other to palm at your breasts.

You could always find your husband later on in the day — but for now there were urgent matters to attend with and your fingers would just have to do.

[rikinoo]

stardust cookie smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; stardust cookie

outline ; “Can you do some Stardust Cookie smut Headcanons if you're not busy”

warning(s) ; inexperience, corruption kink, sensation play, descriptions of genitals, references to public sex acts

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

has no experience when you first meet, so you’d be the one introducing him to sex as a whole (corruption kink opportunity if you’re especially dirty minded)

despite his inexperience he’s a shockingly quick learner and will figure out what feels good to you and how to do it in no time at all

has an exceptional talent for dirty talk but does it in an observational way and it’s more so talking to himself than to you, but it’s good nonetheless

he’s startlingly big as far as his dick is concerned, being far longer and thicker than average

so unless you’re very experienced you’re going to struggle to take him in his entirety

he has a minor size kink in regards to seeing himself inside of you and taking advantage of how much larger he can get between his forms

praises you a lot but it isn’t necessarily a kink of his, just a habit in your relationship

is able to delay his own climax for as long as he needs to when he’s pleasuring you and can even go several rounds without cumming when he’s focused on you

is neutral to giving/receiving oral but he is extremely precise and talented at it

like he can have you seeing stars in no time at all

he’s also extremely strong so if he wants you to stay in a position, good luck moving

he’s very cold to the touch so any sex acts with him will involve some sort of temperature play out of necessity — so i hope you don’t mind a chill

loves seeing you wear intricate lingerie or other such suggestive nightwear and will take his time to make sure the clothing items remain intact

can get extremely jealous at times, which often leads to lengthy sessions of rough, mind blowing sex and so many orgasms that you can’t tell up from down

enjoys overstimulating you to the point of tears because that tells him he’s done something right by you

is neutral to pain play but will tend to you if you’re a masochist

overall isn’t especially kinky in his own right but he’s up for anything that gets you off and has pretty much no limits as to what he’d do for you

except for sharing you — that’s a line he won’t cross

his neck and jawline are extremely sensitive and kissing them will cause him to whimper

will do stuff in public if you ask (he has basically no shame regarding that sort of thing) but won’t necessarily initiate anything himself

also a fan of mirror sex because it allows him to explore more positions with you whilst keeping an eye on your expressions to make sure that you’re okay

[rikinoo]

Reblog to trans someone's gender at random

[rikinoo]

i literally havent reposted or even used tumblr for like a week and two days im just kinda not rlly interested in the stuff anymore and i waa rlly busy damn💔

like bro,,, my smut obsession is dying down so much i jjst kinda get bored of everything after like, 100 words

maybe i might come back since my college schedule isnt too tight rn

[rikinoo]

This is Yoichi, you can't convince me otherwise

https://twitter.com/sugarfemdom/status/1885116310524485657?t=SuuMu-Dvs4ZjRT_dE_tyPg&s=19

anon i fear you have absolutely cooked 🙏🏻

just imagine him being so damn spoiled by you? he’s such a tough and cool assassin, everyone fears him, but once he sets his foot in your shared bedroom, he becomes a pathetic mess. sometimes at least. other times, oh well. but yk what else reminds me of him? (need to be logged into twt obv)

another pathetic one

you‘ve been tied up the entire with it inside you while he was on the job, hes so mean :(

2 or 3 fingers deep, or maybe 4? you‘ve lost track

this is exactly what happened at some point in my ex bf!nagumo fic

i‘ve said it before, and i‘ll say it again, he’s so fucking messy

the meeting with the order went so wrong ugh, he has to take it out on your pretty cunt

it’s truly a miracle on how you aren‘t pregnant yet

i swear on everything he calls you bunny (he makes you bounce on it like one)

now that i think about, he probably sniffed that panty afterwards

working out together would never end well, let me tell you that

[rikinoo]

can you please do Sae byeok teasing fem reader. If not that’s fine. Thank you 🙏🏻

ft. kang sae-byeok x f! reader — squid game

╰₊✧ teasing you because you can't keep up with her┊0.5k words

contains: smut!! dom sae-byeok & sub reader┊teasing, scissoring, pillow princess reader, making out

➤ author's note: i wanted to write scissoring but i suck so badly at it which is why this is so sinfully goddamn short, please go easy on me

“tired already, pretty girl? we only just started,” your girlfriend teased, rocking her hips against yours and smirking at your adorable little gasp. “i thought you said you could handle it.”

there was already an ache in your thighs from the constant action of grinding your soaked cunts together, trying to get all the right angles for more gratification, and exerting yourself in a way you’ve never done before in the bedroom. you’ve always been on the receiving end of her affections, the pillow princess who would lay there and take it like a good girl, but you wanted to try something different and also put in the effort to help both of you achieve that addicting high. clearly, you overestimated yourself, which was extremely embarrassing after you argued that you could handle it after she said she knew your body better than you do yourself and wouldn’t be able to keep it up for more than five minutes. 

you looked so cute flustered and fucked out like this, shining like a star with the overhead light catching in the thin sheen of sweat over your skin, trying to match her actions with your legs hooked, and attempting to chase your orgasm with sloppy inexperienced movements that were all passion and no thoughts. your stomach was twisting into knots from both the friction and just how close you were to her in this position, you don’t think you’ve ever done anything like this before with your dripping pussy kissing against another. all of it just made the flame of pleasure in your core burn stronger than fire, almost completely overtaking the strain it had on your muscles.

sae-byeok reached to cup your face in her hand, adjusting the other on the mattress to support her weight, pulled you close to her for a kiss, and swallowed your moans in the process as she rubbed against your engorged clit. her tongue darted out to explore your mouth, not even needing to ask for entry when your lips were already parted, sliding against yours and tracing along your teeth, melting into you softly in contrast to the roughness of her thrusts. 

“fuckk, i-i can’t keep up,” you mewled when she finally parted from your lips to let you breathe, pretty little tear crystals starting to form at the corners of your half-lidded eyes and your tongue lolling out slightly as a bunny’s would. she was half-tempted to grab her phone off the nightstand and snap a picture to fondly look back on when she wanted to tease you for your failure, but she would have to be content with committing this image to memory because she knew you would start whining if she stopped for even a moment like the spoiled princess you were.

“oh, my poor baby.” unlike yours, her eyes were wide open with pupils blown out with lust. “is it too much for you?” she smiled as you nodded vigorously, barely able to utter another word without crying out. “just lay back then, i’ll take good care of you like i always do…”