#🕯fox thirsts

[kitasfox]

imagine a “bimbo” gf with osamu and she’s just like “i’m not dumb i just act stupid to get fucked” cuz she’s such a slut xx

I hate that you literally described me- also this was supposed to be like 200 words max. I accidentally turned it into one whole fic. Not sorry tho (not proofread, I'm on vacation 😫😫)

If you want to see Osamu with a real bimbo, you can request that too!!

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

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warnings: smut.

"So where's this new intern ya keep talkin' bout?" Atsumu's grinning ear to ear as he steps into his brother's shop, eyes roaming around to catch a glimpse of the new pretty intern that has his brother so passionate about his work all of a sudden.

"She's probably in the back," Osamu tells his brother, brows furrowing a bit since he keeps telling you to stay in front and always take orders instead of helping in the kitchen. You're a pretty little thing- he can't help but grin at the idea of making those short skirts you wear your uniform, you pull a lot of customers, too, and that pretty little head of yours isn't much of use as a cashier or in the kitchen.

As you spot your boss walking in the shop, Osamu can't help but laugh at the way you drop the plates you were just holding to run and greet him. "Osamu-san!" You smile at the man, your hands fitting the hem of your tight little skirt that doesn't leave much to the imagination. "Welcome!"

"Oh," Atsumu grins at his brother, it's no surprise a dumb little girl like you had his interest. Osamu was always rather into dumber girls. "So that's the reason you've been taking 30-minute showers lately, is it?"

"Shut yer trap."

Both twins watch you run across the room, clumsily running into things before you finally arrive to your boss' booth. "Osamu-san!" You chirp and fuck does he love it when you call him that. "Welcome!"

You're so effortlessly hot, it's as if every move of yours is calculated to rile the man up, always flashing him in the most inconveniently convenient ways, giving him boners he has to take care of in the bathroom almost every day at work. But Osamu knows well that can't be true, you're too dumb to think that ahead, aren't you?

"Mornin', Y/N." He shifts in his seat a bit when you lean against the table, your leg dangling right in front of his eyes and your skirt hiking up-

"Y-you- you look just like-" your eyes wide and mouth agape, your surprised gaze falls on the bottle blond next to Osamu.

"Yer boss?" Atsumu laughs at your expression, quirking a brow at you and winking. "I'm his future self, ya can say I'm better, as well."

"Shut it, idiot." Osamu gives the man a cold glare before turning back to you. "He's my twin."

"Ah," you nod dumbly, cluelessly, before looking back at the kitchen. "I think I have to go back to work now, but it was nice to meet you, Atsumu-san." You tell the man before hopping back off from the table, rushing to the kitchen as you sway your hips for both men to watch.

"She's cute." Atsumu comments at his brother watching you with an intent gaze. "Such a good actor, too."

"What?"

"She's lying." Atsumu raises his brows at his brother, pushing an Onigiri in his mouth. "When you play dumb all yer life, ya can tell too when someone's actin' dumb."

-

"Ya know, Atsumu told me somethin' rather interestin' today."

"Y-yeah?" You try to react, but the way Osamu's hands keep rubbing you over your panties has every word pulled from your mind, leaving you with no thought but his rough fingers. "What'd he say?"

"Hm," Osamu humms against your skin, his lips leaving dark marks on your neck and jaw, making you rock your hips on his fingers, "that ma dumb, pretty litt' intern isn't as dumb as she seems."

The way your body freezes under his touch, going limp with shock is enough answer for him, but he wants to hear it from you. His free hand tangles in your hair, pulling on it to make you whimper, as well as giving himself access to more of your pretty neck. "Is that true, doll? Do ya really have thoughts in that pretty head of yers?"

"I'm-" you lose your words when his lips latch on to your skin, teeth grazing the bruises he just made. His fingers that were pushing into you from over your panties cup your pussy, making you melt into his body, your back flush against his chest, your ass right on his cock.

"actin' dumb, 'that it? Like a little whore, givin' every men around ya a boner, acting so dumb, none suspects yer doin' it intentionally." Osamu laughs against your skin. "Ah, can't have you fooling everyone like that, can we now? Guess I'll have to fuck the thoughts out myself, then."

"Osamu-saan-" you whimper, wiggling your ass right on his cock pressing against you. "Osamu-san, fuck me already, please!"

"Fuck," he laughs behind you, making you squirm even more. His hand comes to graphic your tits, squeezing and kneading them and making your knees buckle. "Beggin' so pretty, so needy for some good fuck, is it?"

His free hand finally pushes his pants down, letting his cock spring free. You can't see it, but even the feeling of him hot and hard right beneath your pussy is enough to have you mewling for him.

"Always pressin' this pretty ass on me, bending in front of me to give me a show," He rubs the head of his cock on the entrance, teasing you with a laugh. "I always thought it was just 'cause yer a stupid, clueless little girl."

His hand comes down as a harsh slap on your ass, making you whimper and press your ass closer on his cock. "Turns out ya were just a fucking whore."

He finally, finally pushes himself in you, he's fucking huge- fucking the breath out of your lungs as he keeps trying to push himself in you, stretching you around him so much that tears well in your eyes. "Mmh, fuck- fuck!"

"Shh," Osamu groans behind you, his thumb circling your clit to make it easier for you, even though when he's not even halfway in you, you feel like you're full to the brim. "Yer takin' me so well, doing so good, doll, fu-ah-fuck."

"Such a slut, look how much yer stretching around me- relax baby, holy shit." You keep clamping down on him, his words making you feel dizzy, the stretch reducing you to a dumb little doll as he finally bottoms down. Mouth open, drool running down your chin, mixing with your tears. You whimper when he kisses your lips, his tongue tracing your gaping mouth and groaning when you moan.

"'s too big-" you cry, hands turning into little fists on the wall you're trying to get support from it. "You're too big, Osamu-san!"

"Fuck, look at you," Osamu pulls away, eyes half-open as he drinks your stupid expression in, laughing when you whimper as he gives you an experimental thrust, "maybe 'tsumu was wrong, maybe yer really just a dumb fucking slut."

"Please-"

"Come on, say it louder, doll." Osamu orders you, fingers squeezing your cheeks together and making your lips pucker, "beg for ma cock, beg some more, it's all yer good for, anyway."

"Nngh- please!"

"Good God," Osamu finally starts pushing himself in and out, a steady rhythm making it impossible for you to stay on your legs. "So fucking tight!"

"A wan'ed to do this for so long," he groans, "wanted to bend you over and fuck you to see if you could get any dumber. Maybe get you to a point where you can't even talk?" His hand grabs you by the chin, turning your face to meet his. "Think ya can do that? Be a good girl and let me fuck you dumb?"

"A-ah, yes, sir." You nod stupidly, not even sure to what, at this point. "Yeah?" Osamu laughs, well aware you're not taking a word he says, "good girl, what a dumb little whore for me, getting fucked by your boss in the back of the shop, not embarrassed if anyone can hear you, are you?"

You don't answer, your face smushed against the wall, drooling all over yourself as you can only try and stay sane at your boss splitting you open against the wall of the shop you intern.

"It's okay, sweet girl, ya don't gotta worry," he finally tells you, hips thrusting into you over and over, having you squirm around his cock, crying against the wall, "a won't let all your hard work go to waste, I'll make sure I'll fuck you well enough to have that dumb girl act become a reality."

[kitasfox]

I was thinking about Atsumu having is balls sucked until he is fucked out of his mind... What do you think about it?

a/n: what do I think about it— I've been thinking vout this ask ever since you sent it to me also if yall want do send in thirsts like these I love em as much as I love Atsumu's balls <3

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: edging, smut.

"Baby, give me a— ah— a second." Atsumu groans from above you, hands entangled in your hair, pulling and pushing as he wills.

"No!" You frown, pulling your gaze from his pretty cock to meet his eyes; only half-open as he seems to be trying to keep them open, rolling back in his head, lips parted and glossy with drool, face bright red and sweaty. "You said I could play with you as I wanted today."

"Yes but— fuuuck!" He throws his head back when you latch onto his pretty balls again, tongue rolling around for more stimulation. He can't even finish his sentence, Atsumu knows you won't stop until he's cummin dry, anyway.

You've always had this fascination, or maybe obsession with Atsumu's balls; ever since that one time you had made him cum without touching his cock once, and only his balls in your mouth.

You could never forget how he looked that day, laying spent on the bed, body still shaking with how hard he had came, chest rising and falling as his cock kept twitching. You had never heard him so clearly, Atsumu was always open with his moans and groans, but youhad never heard him cry out, never so desperate, so needy.

"Please— fuck, baby, please! Just let me cum, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

And how could you not be addicted after seeing him like that?

He just has the prettiest balls, too— heavy and plump in your hands, spilling out of your mouth whenever you try to suck on them.

"Baby, baby, fuck!" Atsumu groans the last word when you just barely make it hurt, watch his cock twitch like crazy at the pain he can't hide that he likes. His hand tries to both pull you in and push away from his cock, to which you make him cry out in pain again.

"Atsumu—" you whine, the vibrations of your voice making the hunk of a man shiver from tip to toe. "Stop interrupting me."

"I—ah my fuckin' God, sorry, oh—fuck!— sorry." His back arches off of the bed, fingers twisting into the sheets as you keep playing with him however you want, you like his cock a lot, your hand always fumbling with the zippers of his pants whenever you get the chance, but having him naked like this on the bed is some other type of fun.

You softly suck on the soft skin and make him moan loudly, hips twitching towards your mouth, hand coming up to pump his cock. You frown when he groans as he touches his cock, twitching as he's already close to cumming.

"Stop it, Tsumu!"

"Baby!" He groans, voice breaking with need and desperation. "Just let me fuckin cum!"

"I will." You frown. "Just in a bit— okay? Just let me play with you a little more."

A little more, you say, but Atsumu knows you well, and he knows you won't let him go until he's on the verge of passing out.

But it's okay, he can always get back at you later for it, can't he? He'll just focus on this— oh, fuck, that felt good.

[kitasfox]

a/n: I'm back! With more bimbo content. I know yall love these.

see the bimbo masterlist for more haikyuu guys with bimbos, or the taglist form to be added to the general or bimbo taglist!

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: bimbo reader. oral (reader receiving), mentions of bimbo reader being a lil too easy to fuck <3

Iwaizumi heard a lot about you.

The pretty little thing, the one with a clueless gaze in her eyes, walking around the campus with your skimpy skirts and tight blouses, shining a dumb smile.

He heard a lot about you- how good you are is a common talk around the campus, boys can't hold their laughter when you pass by them, elbowing each other, to give courage to go up to you, you're so dumb, anyway, you won't give them a hard time. He's heard so many stories about you, how tight you are when you get slapped across your face, how pretty you look when you're choking on some cock, how easy it is to have you on your knees or your face pushed into a mattress.

But he wonders why he never heard anyone talk about how ruined you look when you're sitting on someone's face.

"Iwaizumi-san, please!" You beg, your dainty fingers curling in his locks of brown hair, you feel him smile against your pussy. "Please 's too much, too much!"

But you just keep pushing yourself even more on his face, almost giving him no room to breathe, though he doesn't mind, breathing is the last thing he has in mind. "Iwaizumi-san!" You call out for him again, your thighs shake around his head, you're pulling hard on his hair.

He's making you feel so good- so good, you think you might pass out. The overwhelming feeling has you feeling dizzy but you can't stop humping his pretty face, needing more of his tongue, a feeling so foreign but so good, you can't believe you never felt it before.

"I'm gonna- please, please I'm gonna-"

You can't even hold it back as you're cumming for yet another time right on his face, your whole body shaking on top of him so much he thinks you might topple over like a mindless little doll.

"Fuck, baby," he laughs as he pulls away from under you, your gaze flutters when you see his tongue darting out to collect more of your cum on his face, "you taste so damn good."

"Nnh-" You whimper shakily, "d-don't say that."

Your hair damp with sweat, face shining with tears and drool, Iwaizumi thinks he might just go right back between your thighs. "It's true, pretty girl," he laughs at the embarrassed pout you give him, "you feel so good sitting on my face."

"Felt- felt good." You manage to whisper, you look ungodly between his sheets, sheets now ruined with your cum, you look even dumber than you were before, and all that just by his tongue.

Iwaizumi can't believe he's the first one to eat you out.

You were so eager to give him anything he wanted, was on your knees waiting for the man, waiting to be manhandled as you always are whenever anyone has their hands on your tits, it was so cute to see you confused when he had instead pushed you on the bed, nudging your legs apart to plant a kiss on your pretty panties.

"What- what are you doing, Iwaizumi-san?"

And it was so damn adorable to find a wet patch forming on them, too, when he gave you a lopsided smirk in answer; green eyes glinting with amusement, a brow quirking up in question. "Gotta get you ready first, doll."

"Get me ready?" You looked so lost, you really were as pretty as they said you were, after all.l, whimpering even only when he peeled your panties off, his hot breath against your pussy, "b-but... not with your fingers?"

"I can do that," he had shrugged, "but why should I pass on tasting a pretty pussy?"

The way you had whimpered so needily at that, your head falling back on the bed, squirming under his hold- fuck. "Have you never been eaten out?"

For the first time since ehe had approached you that night, Iwaizumi looked surprised. "Did no one ever taste you, doll?"

"N-ah- no."

"Fuck."

Maybe you shouldn't have given that answer, you think, because the moment you had done, Iwaizumi had made it his mission to make you cum as many times as you could on just his tongue.

"Come on, baby," he says, pulling you back upright, giving you support from your back as your body can't move by yourself anymore, "give me one more."

You had lost count on the amount of times you had came on him, and even when you couldn't sit upright anymore, his hands digging in your hips held you there. "Can't have enough of you, pretty girl," he spoke from beneath you, feels your pussy flutter against his lips, "can't wait to fuck into this pussy."

"F-ah, Iwaizumi-san! It feels-" you couldn't even breathe from all the pleasure you were feeling, making you feel dizzy, every thought ripped out of your pretty little mind other than the man you were sitting on his face on. "Feels good!"

Maybe it's a little cruel, as you're reduced to a ragdoll at this point, but you look irresistible with your skirt hiked up around your waist, blouse ripped open for his gaze, still shaking from all the times he made you cum.

"I can't!" You cry, your body falling limp, head lolling on his chest and resting there. You hot breaths fan against his bare skin, his cock jumping in his pants. "I never came this many times before."

"You haven't?" He laughs, the sound making you squirm against his body, "did no one ever make you cum so much?"

"No," you whimper, "they make me make them cum, instead."

He guessed as much, college boys can be too selfish most of the time, but it's still a surprise to hear it coming from your lips. And Iwaizumi will never understand why anyone would want to miss out on how fucking amazing you look right now, limp and snuggled against his body, holding onto him as you'll fall back on the bed if you don't.

"Wanna make you feel good, Iwaizumi-san," you speak between your breaths. "I'm good at it."

Your hand starts to move on his thigh, slowly making its way to his leaking hard cock tenting under his pants. "I'm sure you are, doll," he tells you, "one more, baby, give me one more and I'll fuck you, okay?"

You can't say no to that, he knows, he's been aware of your eyes always falling down lower on his pants whenever you have the chance, he can see the way you lick your lips excitedly.

And you're a good girl, a good girl that does anything to make him happy, aren't you?

[kitasfox]

I just read all your bimbo content and I'm L I V I N G for it.

If possible, can I request for hard dom Semi being mean to his bimbo girlfriend bc he needed an outlet after losing a game 🥺

If you're not okay with it, that's completely fine too!

babyy i know it took me a hot minute, but here’s semi with a bimbo ayyeee, i hope you like it! even tho i changed the promt a little, i’m sorry :3

here's the bimbo masterlist! If you want to be added to the tag list, drop me an ask or dm

this post is NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: a lil slap across the face, dumbification, bimbo reader, crying, dacryphilia, taking photos hehe, mutual masturbation of sorts, gagging

Whenever you're watching a movie with your boyfriend, it somehow ends with you gagged with your panties or anything he can find.

"Shut up- you're making too much noise, you were the one who wanted to watch this movie, right?" Semi's lazy eyes find your tear-filled ones, looking at you with open mockery. "Focus, baby."

He does this all the time, whenever your boyfriend offers you to watch something with you- you should know he has something else in mind, but you don't, you never do. Suspicion isn't something your dumb little brain can grasp; even when you've fallen for this trap more than a hundred times, you always agree with a bright smile and dumb stare. 

It's never longer than a few minutes into the movie that his fingers already start tracing shapes on any exposed piece of skin he finds, slowly making their way to your clothed pussy, laughing at how you chew on your lip to stay silent, at your gasps and wide eyes.

Your hand catches his by the wrist just before Semi's fingers can sink into you, silently begging him to let you go and never let you go at the same time.

"What?" Semi laughs at your face, feels you clench at his laugh. He has such a pretty smile- one you don't see often, and it only makes the wet patch darkening your panties grow. "What's wrong, pretty girl?"

"E-ei," you gasp his name, eyes shutting tightly and mouth opening with panting breaths when his fingers push your panties away and finally meet your clit.

But he's mean. Semi isn't there to please you; he wants to play with you for his own entertainment, wants to see you a sobbing mess, on the brink of passing out, but never satisfied. That's why Semi keeps edging and edging and edging you, ignoring- relishing in your cries and attempts to come.

"Such a pretty doll for me," he sighs against your neck, lips leaving trails of kisses on your slightly salty-tasting skin, "good for nothing but to play with."

He feels you clench. 

His fingers tracing lazy shapes on your sensitive and over-stimulated clit, abused from the edging he's been putting you through for the last hour, it's impossible that you focus, and he knows this. But it's so fun to see the desperation in your eyes when he expects you to shut up as well as pressing on your clit to make you scream. 

You keep whimpering and sobbing behind the cloth in your mouth, eyes burning with shed tears, drool and tears collecting under your chin and giving him such a pretty view of you.

Every time his long, delicate fingers even brush your clit, your whole body contracts and shakes, your legs trying to close so he can stop- but Semi always manages to stop you from taking his favorite toy from him with a firm slap against your face. "C'mon baby," he laughs, you feel his breath against your neck, "stop being a brat and let me have fun."

"Ei- I can't--" Your muffled voice sobs behind the gag, your whole body shaking with sobs, but he knows you like it, knows, because it's you always asking to watch movies together, right? You can't be that dumb. 

And it's always you who clasps your fingers together whenever you have the chance, playing with his fingers, telling him how pretty they are, how much you like them, bringing them under your tiny skirt, smiling dumbly when his fingers graze your already wet panties. 

His little whore- thinking of nothing but sex, all she can do is sit there and look pretty, anyway.

You take a deep, sobbing breath when his fingers finally stop torturing you, giving you but a second of breath as a bright light flashes against your face, causing a muffled scream to fall from your lips as your eyes close and fuck you look so pretty.

You're crying again as you feel his fingers settling on where they belong, this time going lower than your clit as his fingers start pressing against your entrance. 

The way your body arches brings the widest smile on the blond setter's lips, trying to keep your body down by his other hand as he starts forcing his fingers in. "Shh, baby, stay calm," he laughs as you squirm under his hold, "you're doing so good for me, did so good, I promise I'm making you cum this time, okay?"

"Please, please, please-"

"Don't worry, pretty girl, you'll cum. I got what I wanted, anyway," he smiles, eyes falling on his new lock screen picture. "But you'll have to fuck yourself on my fingers if you want to cum that bad." 

"I'm not here to help." Semi's half-open eyes crinkle a little as you start humping his fingers, his free hand climbing his pants and falling on the bulge in the front of his pants, straining the material. "I'm here to watch and enjoy."

[kitasfox]

If you're like me and can't shut the fuck up during movies, Sakusa Kiyoomi is the perfect partner! He won't tolerate shit, and will definitely have you on your knees the third time he warns you to be quiet and you still ask who that man is.

It's perfect, 'cause now you're silent other than the occasional sounds of you choking and gagging, and sometimes him groaning, and he can watch the movie without being interrupted by his dumb girlfriend but still spending quality time with her <3

[kitasfox]

HHHHHHHHHHNG GUN PLAY IS JUST...

Now I'm awake so imma keep interacting widskslsks

Which ion mind tbh.

Okay but...

Matsukawa pointing a gun at you as he fucks you, saying that he'll pull the trigger if you cum before he does and you just clench In fear and arousal bc even if there's no bullets in the magazine or the barrel, the fear is still there.

Also, alternatively, Semi or Tendō carving his name on your hip with his knife, then calling you his dirty whore for liking that 😗

-R

NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND just how much I love fear play 🥴 I HAD to write something, I'm sorry if you fell asleep AJDKAKS

THIS POST IS NSFW! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR I'LL BITE.

warnings: fear play and like. a lot. degrading and all that shit, gun play, kinda hard-core ngl

"You want to come, don't you?" You hate, you hate how he's laughing at your face as you cry and shake in fear, your drowsy gaze locked on the jet black gun he's holding.

"Please, sir, I-" you gasp as his free hand finds your marked up neck and squeezes enough to make you shut up, marked up for the whole world to see- not who you are, but who you belong to.

The pet of the most fearsome mafia out there.

A pretty little doll for him to use, anyone who glances once your way knows just what you are and what you do- lay there all pretty and shake in fear as Matsukawa fucks your brains out.

He likes having you all naked and vulnerable for himself- but he almost never is, secretly loving the feeling of your impatient fingers fidgeting with his zippers and pulling out his aching cock to suck.

Your whole body shakes back and forth as the huge man hovering over you slaps his hips against your tiny body, making screams and cries fall from your lips as your tummy bulges with his print. "I'm- hah- I'm gonna cum!" You shout from under his grip on your neck, voice strained, when he finally loses his composure.

"Don't you fucking dare!" His shout is enough to make you freeze in fear and clench in pleasure, even your tears stop running for a few seconds; but it's the feeling of the cold metal against your forehead that has your heart hammering in your chest.

"I'll shoot you if you cum, hear me?" He orders, eyes glinting dangerously, as cold as a man heartless, as cold as he truly is. "I'll destroy this pretty face."

A man of his words, fear runs cold in your veins but the arousal that shoots to your body as you feel his thumb press on your clit, rubbing circles that make you cry and squirm with overstimulation warms your body quick.

"S-slow down, slow down I beg!" You whimper under his huge frame as his cock now moves in you now even faster, it's the look of pure fear you just had that has the man fucking you so vigorously. He likes to see you cry in pain; but freeze in fear has Matsukawa nearing an orgasm he hasn't felt in a long time.

He needs more.

"Hold the gun." He orders suddenly, a wicked smile running on his face.

"Wha-"

"Hold it," he repeats, fingers running in your hair and hitting it on the bed, "Hold it from over my hand."

Raising your trembling hands, you do, dainty fingers trying to hold the heavy metal against your head, it feels so awkward in your hands, you want to let go.

"Now, pull."

He's laughing again, laughing at how terrified you look, laughing at the fact that you knowthat you have no other chance, laughing at how you're squeezing him harder than you've ever done before. You're getting off on this just as he is.

"Please-"

"Don't make me repeat myself, slut."

The words have an affect on you, it makes your grip tighten and pull on the trigger of the gun against your face, it makes you squeeze the huge cock in you even more, more, and mo-

Click.

It's a soft voice that echoes in the suddenly silent room, the sound of an empty gun.

And then follows your whimpers and screams as you're cumming- and he is, too.

"You fucking whore," he groans as his cock twitches in you, shooting white loads of cum and making you cry, "you're just as sick as me, cumming at something like this?"

And you're apologizing as you're on the brink of passing out, the feeling of him still ficking his orgasm out making you burn.

"Don't-" he sounds breathless, "don't you dare disobey me like that again. You're here to do wjat I say, you have no worth, no thoughts- nothing. Just a pet for me to fuck, got it?"

You nod, not sure what to with your fucked dumb brain.

"Good," he laughs, feeling you clench around him at the sound. "I can't promise the gun won't be empty next time, again, if you don't."

[kitasfox]

I know Saeko can be taken in a bimbo direction but but 🥺 Can’t stop thinking about her being w a bimbo reader and teasing the shit out of them for being so obviously down bad for her? Like if she laughed at me in bed I think I’d combust right there?she likes to pinch ur nipples and tease you for your reactions no doubt 🥺

Nah cuz you're right and I'm down BAD

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

a/n: I love thirsts like these so if yall have any other send em in!

The way she coos down at your drooling self, such a little baby with your mouth open and tongue hanging like that, can't even form words with how overstimulated you are.

She leans down, pinching your nipples she pierced herself, laughing when you start cumming again.

"Please- Saeko 's too much!" You're crying as you squirm between the sheets now ruined with your cum, your whole body shaking uncontrollably with her touch.

"Oh, you poor baby," she smiles, never once letting go of your tits, leaning forward to play with the little gems she picked for you, her tongue grazing them to make you squirm. "Is it too much? Do you not wanna cum anymore? Tell me you don't want it and I'll stop."

Her lopsided smile has your breaths reduced to shallow breaths, the way her tits press on your body as she nibbles on nipples has you dizzy.

"Come on baby," she laughs at you and you start squeezing around the toy she stuffed in you again, her fingers trace your drooling lips, pushing through them and making you gag, "say you don't want me to touch you anymore."

She keeps pushing and you keep gagging, it only makes her laugh more. "Go on, tell me baby."

"Please-" you barely form words between her fingers, your tongue wrapping around her pretty fingers, "Please make me cum!"

"Good girl," she humms, smiling against your tits as she pulls your nipples with her teeth one last time as she finally leaves it be, looking at the bruises and marks she left all over your body proudly. "My pretty girl, letting me use her like my own personal fucktoy, aren't you baby?"

"Y-yes-"

"Good," she laughs, her painted nails grazing your skin as she traces them towards your abused clit. "Now give me one more, baby." She tells you, "cum for me one more."

[kitasfox]

a/n: here's a lil drabble I wrote in between writing essays.

Found this in my drafts, I'm sorry I'm in a bit of a writers block these past 2 days. But I'd like it a lot if you sent in thirsts!!

This post is NSFW! Anyone under the age of 18, do not interact.

warnings: slight sadism on Kita's part, slight humiliation, calling sir, wc: 900, feminine reader

Kita wouldn't admit it, but he loves how needy his pretty little wife is.

Such a desperate girl you are, always ready to pounce on the man as soon as he comes home, waiting at the door, sometimes on your knees, too.

It's not your fault, though, you just get so lonely waiting for your husband, alone the whole day, nothing better to do but wait for Kita to come back from the rice farms to give you the attention you so desperately crave.

It's because of this you can't seem to hold yourself back when he shows at the door, you can't pry your hands off of him, you can't help but nuzzle your face at his neck, any bare skin you can find, roam your hands through his slightly dampened hair from the hard work at the farm.

The soft purrs dropping from your lips never fail to affect the man, the feeling of your soft lips leaving kisses on his skin has Kita's blood boiling in his veins. Despite the fatigue in his muscles after a long day, you always manage to give him the energy he needs. Maybe he craves you as much as you do him.

Still, as Kita can control himself, you shall, too.

Kita always gets mad at your needy behavior when he has told you many times not to greet him like this, but you can't help it; you missed his smell, now a little muskier with sweat, missed his warmth, his large, calloused hands. You take his hands in yours, bring them closer to yourself, make them roam on your body so he can feel you as well.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, your body pressing against him, you think Kita finally lost his composure as you feel his hands thread through your hair-

"Ah-!" A dull pain in your scalp makes you whine loudly. As you bring one of your hands to hold on Kita's wrist, pull his hand away from your hair, his steel grip tugs you away by your hair, making you cry out in pain.

His forceful grip forces your head back, pushing your chin to face up and bearing your bare, vulnerable neck for him that you can't see his face, the tilt of the corners of his lips, the sadistic way his honey eyes glint.

Whatever he says, whatever he does. Kita likes how needy you are; he loves to see you ready to please him the moment he enters his house.

With fearful reflex, your dainty hands sink into his shoulders, trying to get a grip as you're losing your balance with the harsh movements, but Kita doesn't seem to like that as his other hand forcefully pries your hands off of his body.

"Behave." He orders coldly, you can't help but whine with shame at the disappointed tone of his voice. The dual-haired man gives your poor hair one last pull, enough to have you lose your balance, your legs around his waist unable to hold you up, and you start falling, hands swinging madly in the air as he wouldn't let you hold on to him, either.

Of course, Kita would never let his wife fall; you're his sweet, his baby, after all, just a little bratty, too dumb to control herself, her needs, despite the orders of her husband's. That's okay; it's nothing Kita can't fuck out of you.

That's why before your back makes contact with the floor, it's Kita's hands again, his hands that were just pulling you by your hair, catching you and placing your limp body softly on the ground.

With humiliation, you sit apologetic on your knees, head bowed forward, unable to look at his handsome face.

"How many times," Kita starts to speak, but you can't hold back the loud sob forming in your lips. "I'm sorry!"

When you realize you cut him off, another set of shivers run down your arms, but you decide to finish what you started. "I'm so sorry sir, I- I wasn't thinking, I couldn't help.." your shoulders shake as you feel his touch on your cheek, a firm hold but still loving.

You hear his sigh, his fingers under your chin forcing your gaze to meet his disappointed, honey gaze. "My dumb little girl." He speaks, eyes roaming your pretty face, damp with tears. "This is the last time I'm warning you."

"Yes, sir."

Kita's lips curve into a smile when he sees how obedient you are, so soft, such a perfect wife. With a wicked grin, he looks much more dangerous than he is when he's angry. Danger swims in his usually safe gaze, and it has the blood in your veins rushing to your core. "You're still going to get punished for it, love."

"Yes, sir." You repeat, your breath hitching in your lungs when Kita's bronze hands start fumbling with his belt, the grin he had previously now hidden behind a monotone press of his lips, although he can't hide the amusement in his eyes.

"Now, show me how sorry you are, little girl."

[kitasfox]

you wanna see boss / secretary daddy's best friend toji making fun of how you cum till you pass out?

[kitasfox]

you know that moment where oikawa smirks angrily when hinata does a faint and says- you little brat-

...yeah. I think about that a lot.

[kitasfox]

Hii I really wanna suck a certain dazai Osamu off rn its not much to ask I can suck your souk out good sir just give me the chance

[kitasfox]

Atsumu makes you do his root touch-ups. Do your best and miss no spots, because if you do, he'll fix them himself and make you lick the excess bleach from his fingers.

Hot dude. Just like how hot it feels in your mouth after the chemical burn you dumb whore.

[kitasfox]

If you think gojos bigger than toji, I'd like to inform you that you're very fucking wrong, that man with the third leg is a titan.

[kitasfox]

Hello, this is just a little heads up on if you think you didn't pass out at least once as you fucked Kita the rice farmer, you're wrong.

That man is fucking huge and brutal.