sleepyfeliz

[sleepyfeliz]

on my knees rn btw

shoko doesn’t say anything at first. she just pushes your face into the pillows and grabs your hips up, humming to consider something heavy.

face down ass up that's the way she like to fuck!

you whimper a little, toes curling in anticipation, and that’s when she smacks your ass — once, just to hear you gasp.

“needy little bitch,” she drawls, dragging her nails down your back. “you’ve been grinding on me all night and now you’re acting shy?”

you try to answer but she’s already parting your thighs, already running two fingers over your hole, already laughing a little at the way you're dripping onto the sheets.

“god, you’re soaking! and i haven’t even put it in yet.”

you’re whining now, shamelessly so, rutting back against her hand, begging her to just fuck you already. she obliges — slowly, cruelly, sliding the strap deep inch by inch.

“mm, that’s it,” she murmurs, thrusting it in deeper. “take it, my perfect girl.”

your body shakes when she starts moving, hips rolling in that lazy, rushy way that makes your toes curl and your mind go blank. she grabs your waist and pulls you back onto her cock harder, groaning low in your ear.

“look at you,” she pants. “fucked dumb and i’ve barely even started.”

you’re babbling something — maybe her name, maybe just begging. she doesn’t care. she grips your hair and pulls your head back so she can watch your fucked out face in the mirror.

“tell me who you belong to,” she demands, voice a little rough. either because of the rough day she had at work or just to make you squirm some more.

“y-you,” you cry. “only you—!”

“damn right.”

and she starts fucking into you. she already knows you and your body, your every twitch and gasp, every soft place that needs to be held and every aching spot that begs to be ruined. she knows it. she doesn’t thrust carelessly - no, every roll of her hips is precise, controlled, and highly angled just right to grind the strap against your tender, aching spot inside you.

“shit,” she laughs low, dragging her nails up your sides to itch you lightly. “you’re this wet already? what, you gonna squirt for me or something?”

you can’t even speak — only moan, only beg, only take it.

“yeah?” she grins, breath hot at your ear. “or maybe you're gonna cum just from getting fucked in the ass like this? yeaahhh..”

your eyes roll back. your legs shake. and then she reaches down, hand sliding under your belly until her fingers find your clit to rub — and that’s it.

you cry out as you cum hard, body arching, back flexing, making a sticky mess all over her strap and your thighs. your cum drips down between your legs, hot and wet and shamefully loud every time she thrusts back in.

“fucking hell,” she groans, watching it happen to be high off the sight. “you came so hard for me.”

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Little something for chosoyuki week 💜💛

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Little something for chosoyuki week 💜💛

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Shoko Ieiri likes to wear high heels every now and then; they suit her small but soft, sensual figure. She's not used to wearing them though, so she starts to kick them around after just a couple of hours.

Kento likes her with heels like anyone else, but is overwhelmed by a weird mix of tenderness and desire when she takes them off.

[sleepyfeliz]

i’m a girl but.. i’m also like.. a small pet… u know…

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YESYESYESY

cw: cockwarming, strap sucking (yuki SWEARS she can feel it), praise, guided masterbation, head pushing

wc: 610

“Thaaaat’s it, baby. Yeaahh breathe through your nose, good girl.” You look so perfect like this; naked, on your knees in front of her. You look up at her, through your wet eyelashes. She loves when you’re like this; sucking her strap like it’s the real thing, trying to touch yourself without her noticing because you’re embarrassed.

You’re surprisingly vocal for someone whose mouth is as occupied as yours is.

“You got something to say, sweets?” She purrs at you, her voice making you go even weaker. Your ears perk up at the question. You mumble an unintelligible sentence, which she seems to find quite amusing. Yuki pulls you off her strap, a lot faster than you were expecting. Causing you to cough and splutter.

“Speak up, babe.”

In all honesty, you were embarrassed. Even though you were on your knee, deepthroating her strap, shamelessly. You were still embarrassed.

“I’m waiting.”

“I wanna cum,” you sound so sweet, it’s so hard to keep herself from pushing you down on the ground and shoving her cock into your dripping pussy. But she has to control herself.

“What do you want me to do about that?”

“Um.. well,” you shrug.

“Ask me properly, or are you too pathetic to do that?”

You shake your head, wanting to be so good for her that she could never say no to you.

“Good, then go on,” she leans back in her chair now, crossing her arms.

“Um.. Yuki, can I touch myself? Please?” You make sure to give her the saddest eyes, you know that’s her weakness.

“‘Course, sweets,” offering the sweetest smile.

“Than-“ before you sentence could be finished, you’re being pushing back down onto her strap. You start choking around it as your nose hits the hilt of the strap and the tip goes down your throat. You push at her thighs, trying to get a breath in. Unfortunately, your strength is nothing compared to hers. She pulls your hair into a ponytail and guides you back up to the tip of the strap, you relax for a second, thinking she’ll give you a moment. Then, she pushes you right back down.

You gargle around her dick, trying to ask for her to let up for just a second.

“Breathe through your nose, I’ve already taught you that. And didn’t you wanna cum? Go on, I wanna watch you.” She didn’t stop lifting your head up and pushing it back down while she was talking.

Once you bring your hand down to your pussy, feeling how you had dripped onto the floor, she holds your head down. Keeping her dick right down your throat, completely unmoving.

You gather some slick on two of your fingers and use two fingers from your other hand to lift up the hood of your clit, exposing it fully. You start by rubbing it, up and down. Then, you move your fingers in fast circles. Keeping a steady pace.

“Aww, you’re so cute. You gonna cum, baby?”

“Mhm,” your voice is high pitched and desperate, perfect.

“Cum for me, sweets.”

You see stars. Your eyes roll back into your skull and the moan you let out around her is nasty. She pulls you off once she sees you’ve ridden out your orgasm.

“Well done, sweetheart. You’re so good f’me, aren’t you, baby?”

“Yeah,” your words are a bit hoarse, from the abuse you just received to your throat.

“Yeah, you are,” she kisses you slowly and passionately, guiding you up to sit on her lap. You feel her line her strap up with your cum soaked hole, ready to absolutely destroy you. You wouldn’t want anything else.

I need Yuki so so so so so bad like you don’t understand!!!

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Shoko my beloved!!!

(This was a patreon voted reward!)

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Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone but mostly to ChosoYuki, my beloveds. ✨💕✨💖

Look at my babies cuddling. 🥹💕 These two mean the world to me, how are they so freaking cute?!?!

I love their ship dynamic — when a guy who’s all tough and cool gets absolutely flustered with THAT ONE GIRL and a girl is strong and so cool and confident and has the ability to affect the guy with just a bat of her eyelashes, that right there is good soup. 👌😩

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YES YES YES YES WHEN NOW WHEN WHERE PLEASE ?????? ILL PAY YOU??!!!! AHH????

Alpha/Alpha Shoko/Yuuki? Anyone?

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AYo???? Yuki my wife??? Awoooo??? Purrrr???

K.N.K.

pair. Hookup!Yuki Tsukumo x f!reader

wc. 1.7k

genres. One night stand, wlw, bøndage, handcuffs, ruthless teasing, fīngering, pet names, nîpple piercings, praise, edging, femme domme.

Kisses ‘n Kunts Mlist

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Hookup!Yuki who appreciatively roams over what she could only call the best view. “Too tight on ya, darling?” your overzealous one-night-stand would ask with a coo.

Hookup!Yuki who tugs juuust the right string to grind the rugged, crimson ropes against your sore, aching cunt. Your toes curled and face reddened as both sets of your swollen lips give a soft whimper.

Hookup!Yuki who has your wrists bound snugly by a pair of short and comfortable leather cuffs at the small of your dipped spine. Lacing her smooth hand through yours with just enough distance to prevent a full hold—it was oh-so fun to watch you try to gather a proper grip as some means to cope.

Hookup!Yuki who is just the queen of faux sympathy. Rubbing soothing circles on your ass as she delivers playful pats to your sopping pussy that’s turned the rough material twining there into a deeper shade of crimson.

Hookup!Yuki who has you coyly yelping at the slightest contact of her skin against yours. Another tug, along the stress of the rope that rested on your tailbone and your clit was getting such delicious friction that you couldn’t even hold back the whorish moan that softly escaped you.

Hookup!Yuki who obviously put a stop to the way your hips started to get more active in their movement, thighs pressing together to try and keep the minimal amount of stimuli flowing. And with a narrow of those endlessly mahogany irises, she slapped her palm harder than before.

Hookup!Yuki who sees how your muscles tense up, your lips quivering against the pillow case as you keen out a moan and then a litany of apologies. “..S-sorry, miss, sorry..mhnn, ‘m sorry…” you’d pathetically spill over and over, even as your pedicure was scrunching up the sheets surrounding.

Hookup!Yuki who coos, allowing you to find some relief in how she started to wrap the binding in a single loop around her index. This time, you stayed still. Just forced to sit and listen to her little, “I know you’re sorry, sweet girl,” as a sticky palm rubbed over your cunt, eliciting such a precious sound from you. “Moving without my permission already, oh.. what is a girl to do with you?”

Hookup!Yuki whose voice could’ve led million a man to was just to hear a serenade, or even word of mouth. So when her lilt reached your ears, they were burning up and you were speaking before you knew it. “Anything you want, mistress..” said soooo soon after her initial question that she rolled out a purring round of laughter. Which..unfortunately made the film of arousal that already coated your thighs more voluminous.

Hookup!Yuki who’s undoubtedly teaching you more and more about yourself in just one night alone. Getting off at your own pride’s expense..? Who would’ve thought. But damn it—you wanted this woman to ruin you in ways you didn’t know you could be before—you’d be damned if a little humility training came with such a sexy package.

Hookup!Yuki who’s coming down to press the warmth of her tits to your back, smiling as the curtain of her blond tresses started to drape your shoulders. The cool metal from her recently-healed piercings tickling the blades in a way that had you simply trembling. “Come on, tell me what you want. You’re a big girl, right?”

Hookup!Yuki who gave you—at the most—a faster pace of her palm paying homage to your cunt that was certainly not being nearly as vocally shy as you. “You want my fingers, huh? My mouth?” a whimpering agreement and eager nods to quick compliance from you. “Honey, I’ve just met you—I don’t know what your mumbling means.”

Hookup!Yuki who has you turning your head to the side, revealing your dazedly flushed face. “Hmm..~ Please, mistress…give me all of you.”

Hookup!Yuki whose eyebrow cocks. “Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” she hummed in a tad of awe—how shameless. “Beg me a little harder, baby. Right now, you’re not convincing me.” and her index and middle started making trails along the drenched material.

Hookup!Yuki who you then piped up for, “I need it, mistress, can I-” and a swift plap against your brazenly soaked folds.

Hookup!Yuki who doesn’t pay much mind to the whine of disappointment that you so boldly let slip. “I wasn’t talking to you, sweetheart. Interrupting a conversation is just bad manners..” and you got a clue real quick, seeing as her fingers were tugging aside the only barrier between them and her true conversation partner.

Hookup!Yuki who makes it up to you by, at long last, running the flat of her palm along your wholeee cunt, instead of just agonizingly grazing over the surface.

Hookup!Yuki who’s dipping just one of her freshly oval-cut digits into your crying heat, pouring up a looong sigh of relief. Perfect length, prodding around in your squelching pussy—taking record time to find that sweet rough patch that had you melting against your binds.

Hookup!Yuki who’s in your ear now, making your own voice tremble and crack. “Now we’re talking..I think your point is getting across muuch clearer now..”

Hookup!Yuki who has you fawning just from the curl of a single finger, only to add an extra, causing you to blurt out a, “Ohh..mng, r-right mhm..~ Please, more, mistress..~” sweetly puffed as your wrists tugged at the cuffs, met with a deafening clink that was a sore reminder to your situation.

Hookup!Yuki who pridefully licked her lips, pressing in deeper to your tightness and speeding up the pace of her slender digits. Tapping up on your G as she licked into the shell of your ear. “C’mon, talk to me—I’ll even let you squirm now~ Right heere..?” and another curve, prompting rushed “Yes”s whilst your nails formed crescents in your palms.

Hookup!Yuki who could feel how your walls were hugging around her fingers, so warm, so wet, so fucking eager, oh—how could she not make your life so much harder when you’d already been dangling on such a fine edge?

Hookup!Yuki who has your needy little hips trying to specify that spot inside enough to finally go over. To finally feel all the tension leave your body, that sweet sweet moan that’ll carry you over the finish line.. “T-there, please, oh fuck, please..~” in the most pitchy and downright desperate tone that had come from you all night. Head turning to face hers as that quake in your legs amped up.

Hookup!Yuki who’s listening to the mess she’s made of you as it stirs around her fingers—and she hadn’t even used any real means of teasing. This was her child’s play. But another clack of your wrists and that enthusiastically breathless, “Cumming, mistress..” was making its appearance on your tongue.

Hookup!Yuki who wasn’t shy about stilling her hand’s movements, sliding her digits out with something between a squeal and whine painting your lips. Speaking of, they were soon greeted with the evidence of your unfulfilled orgasm that’d left your mouth hung open against the sheets—hips still writhing to get right back where you were.

Hookup!Yuki who brings her hand that had previously been busy holding you still by the two twin lengths of the rope, down to your jaw and seeing how your pretty girls were so sore from rubbing up against the cheap thread count of the hotel.

Hookup!Yuki whose favorite sight of the night—besides seeing you work yourself up so bad just to virtually get nothing—was how sulky you looked. “Oh you poor, poor thing..” she’d whisper a hair’s breadth from being against your lips. “You look surprised..aw, you wanted to cum for me that badly?”

Hookup!Yuki who has you red in the face for two different reasons, one having nothing to do with her condescension and more at the fact it was being proven by your traitorous cunt. How it was trying to hold onto absolutely nothing in her fingers’ stead. But compensation exists, right? In the form of letting you suck her fingers clean, yes.

Hookup!Yuki who eases them into your waiting maw that’d been held open by the opposing hand’s thumb. At first she just held your mouth open, spreading your own shameless display across your tastebuds. Only after she’d gotten a fair coat did her opposing thumb come back down to hold your head up.

Hookup!Yuki who’s simply enamored with how your tongue works to show off when your mouth was finally allowed to fall to a close. How you licked in between the spaces, really taking the ‘squeaky clean’ thing to a whole new level. The eye contact you held—or rather, the some she was forcing you to hold with her as she made you taste yourself.

Hookup!Yuki who, after getting a tad tired of the view—pfft, who are we kidding? She could never get tired of your little people-pleasing demeanor after you’d gotten humbled so thoroughly. However, comma, the time was already 11:30-ish. Past that. So, her fingers withdrew with a loving pwah sound once the connection was severed.

Hookup!Yuki whose nails began to undo the knots of your restraints, starting firstly by unlocking the cuffs which hadn’t left much of a mark. Still, you were confused as she began to take inch by inch down from your skin—where they’d dug in and left the kiss of crimson in their faint patterns.

Hookup!Yuki who, after wrapping up the expanse of material, goes to slip back into her own clothes. Dumbfounded, you sit up slowly with a, “Ah- uhm..that’s it..?” trying not to sound so ‘Stay with me’ but failing miserably.

Hookup!Yuki whose pearled piercings were now visible from under her shirt, cutoff jean shorts hugging her thighs—had cast you a smile that was all-too soft and genuine. “Hm..I mean, I could give you my number,” she said, assuming a thinking position. “Buuut, then again..”

Hookup!Yuki who leans in closer once more, wrapping her arms over your shoulders and settling you between her clothed chest. “I think a girl like you should be able to wait for me to come to you, yeah?”

“Y-yes, Yuki.”

A bit of a scoff, “Yuki? To think you’ve forgotten me before I’ve even left..”

Flashing a small glimpse of a nervous smile and a bat of your lashes, “Yes, mistress.”

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𓏵 Back Next 𓏵

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ur rides here

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yeah we dont gotta talk about this one

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The pink lingerie???? Excuse me?? Woof woof.

Her soul was torn in relentless chaotic cruelty

She was nevertheless undoubtedly a Melancholic Beauty🥀🚬

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school break

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She makes black lung disease look cute

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something something yuki using her technique on her strap to make her backshots feel deeper

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sukugo hill