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chuuyasboots · 1 year
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Worth Your Time
genre: smut
warnings: minors dni or i’ll block you <3 (block the ‘🚫nsfw🚫’ tag on my blog pls and thx)
pairing: nanami x fem!reader
word count: 1.7k
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The sound of a mug being placed on your desk is the first thing that you notice, startling you out of the work-induced haze you’d spent the entire day in. As soon as you’re aware of your surroundings, you realize that there’s more than just coffee waiting for you.
After setting the mug down, Kento places his warm hands on either side of your face and leans down to press a kiss to your forehead.
You look up at him and smile, “Thanks, handsome.”
Kento leans against your desk as you turn in your chair to face him properly.
“Of course,” he replies. “How’s everything going?”
You sigh as you grab the mug off of your desk, blowing off some of the steam before taking a tentative sip. It’s hot, but it’s exactly the way you love it most, which makes you smile.
“Not as well as it could be,” you answer over your mug. “Just a lot of hoops to jump through and trifles to get in order before tomorrow.”
The corners of Kento’s lips turn down ever so slightly at your response. “I’m sorry to hear that, my love. Do you have any help with any of it?”
“Not really. The project was assigned to a group of us to tackle together, but I’m really the only one moving anything forward,” you say with a flat chuckle.
Kento lets out a disapproving hum, “That’s no good. And it has to be done by tomorrow?”
You nod, and Kento gives another disdainful look at the situation you’re in.
You miss the playful, daring glint in his eyes as he asks, “Would you like to take a break, darling?”
“I shouldn’t, I still have a lot to do and I don’t want to get in any trouble if I don’t–”
Kento swoops in, pulling your chin up to meet him in a kiss to cut you off before whispering against your lips, “I promise I’ll make it worth your time.”
Heat starts to swirl in your stomach at your husband's words. You know you shouldn’t give in and that you really do need to keep working, but with Kento’s lips ghosting over your own and his large hand holding your face, it’s simply impossible to deny him.
You lean up to kiss him again, setting your mug on your desk and bringing your hand to Kento’s chest. He kisses you back with heat and fervor, like he’s trying to devour you. A throaty, desperate moan escapes you and you realize just how much you need him.
Kento takes your moan as a sign, and scoops you into his arms and carries you to the bedroom, leaving hot, wet kisses along the column of your neck all the while.
“Fuck, Ken,” you whine as he places you on the bed gently, like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever held.
“C’mon pretty girl, let me take your mind off of everything,” he says in your ear as he hovers over you, hands on either side of your head and body so, so close to yours.
You reach your hands up to either side of his face, turning him to look right in your eyes as you let out a breathless, “I’m yours.”
Kento takes his queue and lunges in, kissing you even more breathless than you already were. His movements are full of passion and vigor, though they’re equally as slow and thoughtful, like he’s taking his time to fully love you.
His lips move down to your neck, stopping just below your jaw to suck a bright purple spot into the sensitive skin. He sneaks a hand up your shirt and unclasps your bra as you arch your back off the bed.
Everything is burning hot. Kento’s lips, his hands, the bulge in his pants that you feel pressed against your thigh. It’s overwhelming in the best possible way, intoxicating you in the feeling of Kento.
He pulls his lips away from you only to remove your shirt and your bra fully. When he does, Kento takes a brief moment to look you up and down, reveling in the sight of you and the knowledge that he’s the only one who gets to see you like this, so desperate and beautiful for him.
“You’re perfect,” he says under his breath, leaning in to kiss your lips again, his hands on your hips as he grinds into you. “You gonna let me make you feel good, angel?”
You nod enthusiastically, breaking your lips away from his. Kento wastes no time in slipping his hands into the waistband of your shorts and pulling them off swiftly, along with your panties. He presses wet kisses down your sternum all the way to your inner thighs, teasing you by how close his mouth is to where you need him most.
“Kento, please,” you cry out pathetically—you need him more than oxygen right now.
Kento leaves one more kiss on your inner thigh, “Anything for you, my love.”
Your back arches obscenely and your thighs threaten to close around Kento’s head if it weren’t for his hands keeping you in place as he licks a stripe through your folds. Usually you’d be met with reprimands to keep your legs open for him, but today Kento simply held your legs open and devoured you, disregarding anything else in the world.
Your eyes roll back as he sucks your clit, his fingers coming up to tease your clenching hole. He groans into your pussy, sending vibrations throughout your body that should be sinful.
Your hands find purchase in Nanami’s golden hair, pulling to keep yourself grounded to reality as he continues flicking your clit with his tongue and pushing his fingers deeper inside you.
“So good, so fucking good,” you moan, eyes squeezed tight and fingers pulling Kento’s hair harder than you meant to.
It doesn’t take long at all for Kento to bring you to that familiar edge, like a spring being compressed down until it’s about ready to snap. The only thing in your mind is the white-hot pleasure that Kento is giving you, even the bed beneath you and the walls around you fade out of focus as your husband brings you to your orgasm.
“Look at me, darling, please,” he pulls away from you just for a moment to mumble. “Want to see you cum for me, please. You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
You open your eyes for a second before your orgasm washes over you. If you weren’t so consumed by the overwhelming pleasure pulsing through you, you’d be more conscious of your grip on your husband’s hair, but you also know that he doesn’t mind at all—that seeing you like this is more than worth it.
Kento kisses your clit one last time—sending a jolt of overstimulation through you as you’re coming down from your orgasm—before coming up to kiss your sweaty forehead.
“Do you want more?” He asks tenderly, moving your hair out of your eyes. “Or would you like me to clean you up?”
“More,” you reply instantly, without much of a thought at all. “More, please. Need you inside of me, Ken. Please.”
“Oh, honey,” Kento groans, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the side. “I’ll give you everything you need, sweetheart. You’re so good for me.”
Slightly more coherent now, you lean up to reach Kento’s lips, pulling him into a languid kiss. He’s messy—with touseled hair and slick chin, you think that he’s never looked sexier.
“Fuck, Ken, you’re so fucking handsome,” you breathe, astounded that you get to call this man your husband.
“Says you, pretty,” Kento replies with hearts in his eyes that mirror yours.
You kiss him one more time before trailing your hands down his abs to pull at the waistband of his pants, which he quickly discards along with his boxers.
Much like he did to you, you ogle your husband shamelessly now that he’s fully revealed to you. His dick is standing hard and leaking against his thigh, and your mouth just about waters at the sight.
“You ready for me, baby?” He asks you as he lines himself up, head pressing against your hole.
You bring your hands up to caress the back of his neck gently, “Yes, please, I’m ready.”
Kento doesn’t miss a beat after your confirmation and pushes into you with a deep groan pulled straight from his chest.
You’ve fucked too many times to count, and yet the sheer size of your husband baffles you every time. It’s like you're being torn apart in the very best way.
Kento has a firm grip on your hips as he slowly pulls out, and you can feel every drag of his cock along your walls and it’s down right euphoric. It doesn’t take long for him to set a steady pace, pressing himself into you impossibly deeply every time that it has you seeing stars.
“Feels so fucking good. Shit,” Kento moans as he sucks dark marks into your chest.
Your head is swimming with the pleasure that only your husband can give you, and you know it won’t be long until you’re reaching your second orgasm.
“‘m close, Ken,” you whimper, head lolled back against the pillows as your hands drag down Nanami’s back, almost certainly leaving marks.
“Me too, baby, me too,” Kento replies before moving up to kiss your lips, his tongue licking into your mouth with such an intense passion that it has your head spinning. “Cum with me, angel.”
You let go at the same moment as Kento, your walls quivering around him as he shoots his load into you, the both of you letting out loud, indulgent moans as you reach your climaxes at the same time.
Your chests are heaving and you’re both covered in a thin layer of sweat, and yet when your eyes lock with Kento’s, there’s nothing but adoration in either of you.
“D’you want me to run us a bath?” Kento asks through mumbled bliss as he pulls out of you.
You catch the side of his face before he can stand up, “Sure. But c’mere first, handsome,” you tell him before pulling him in to press your lips to his.
“I love you, Ken,” you whisper against his full lips.
He smiles, “I love you too, my perfect angel.”
By the time you settle into the bath, leaning back against Kento’s chest, any thoughts of work have been long abandoned—how could you stress over anything with a husband willing to do anything to take your mind off of it?
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never in my life will i write nanami smut that’s not borderline body worship im soooo obsessed with him. anyways. hope you enjoyed <3
requests are open!
commissions are open!
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ratedfleur · 2 months
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nsfw x links | kpop groups
🚫: links below contain 18+ content.
📃: seventeen, le sserafim, blackpink, ive, aespa, evnne, zb1, nct dream, twice.
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[link] pictures mingyu would purposely send when he’s working out because he knows how wet you get.
[link] one thing about dk is that he WILL train you, his pillow princess, to take his cock.
[link] if jeonghyeon doesn’t fuck you til you’re crying underneath him, he’s probably softly kissing and touching you.
[link] most of the time, jeonghyeon just finds himself dressing all pretty for you.
[link] if dino could have you in one place forever, it would’ve been underneath him, looking all pretty for him to fuck.
[link] gyuvin was feeling nice so he held onto your hands whilst fucking you from behind, giving you a feeling of security.
[link] jun always liked how obedient you were for him, always bending over for him whenever he asked.
[link] jaemin always asked you to specifically not disturb him when he’s gaming but who was he to ignore you when you’re wearing his favorite pieces of lingerie on you?
[link] gp!yunjin cocktraining you because she’ll make you take her and gp!chaewon at the same time.
[link] sometimes, jennie just loves to tease you by patting her pussy against yours just to feel how wet you are underneath her.
[link] back in the dorms, jennie always filmed herself on her laptop just so she could email you them.
[link] just karina showing you what you’ve been missing when you don’t come over to scissor with her.
[link] when wonyoung was away for tour, she always sent you videos of her humping whatever she could in the hotel.
[link] what you loved about ningning is that her pussy would be so wet after fingering her up to the point where you could hear her slick at every move.
[link] it doesn’t matter when or where dahyun is horny because she’ll spread her legs for you.
[link] when you left giselle high and dry from all the teasing, she teased you back by rocking on the corner of your bed.
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kaychen666 · 5 months
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Vampire and His Werewolf Roommate. About the other old doodles of this AU, 🚫NSFW🚫 ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓
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babesiamthemenace · 1 year
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36 from the NSFW prompts with Nikolai please?! 🥰
I know you requested smut but this wound up tuning into an angst/love confession fic within smut. I hope you enjoy!!!! Requests are open!
Summary:  Reader is a lifelong friend of Nikolai, having been with him during Sturmhold. Now that he is crowned to be King, the reality of war is starting to infiltrate your friendship and awaken things you had hoped to keep hidden. No chances left untaken.
Word count: 3.0K
Warnings:  🚫18+ Minors DNE🚫, afab! reader, slight angst, smut, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it pls)
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No matter how many candles filled the map room of the forge, it still wasn’t enough to chase away the darkness of night. It gave a warm and hazy glow to the area, leaving a dull heat in the air. 
It was these candles that brought out the angles of Nikolai’s face. It was almost comforting for you to see him hunched over a table, scouring maps and looking over plans. You could almost pretend you were back on the volkvolny, deciding which port to dock on instead of where to attack next. From your hidden spot in the doorway, you could see the stress in his brow and almost feel tension across his shoulders. His hair was messy from fingers running through it, lips slightly chapped as well. You wished you could push away the loose strands from his forehead. 
“I know you’re staring.” Nikolai sounded tired, but there was still a hint of jest in his voice. You took a step forward. 
“Sorry. Lost in thought.” More papers, which had been forgotten in your hands, found their way in front of the king as you adjusted the mess on the long table. 
“So, what’s the consensus?” he asked, straightening his back with a satisfied sigh
A small smile found its way to your lips. “What?” 
“Am I still as devilishly handsome now that I’m to be King, or was a daring privateer a better look for me?” He faced you head on, a humorously quizzical look across his face. 
Chuckling, you pretended to study his features. You followed the lines of his strong nose and plush lips all the way to his collar bone peaking out of an unbuttoned undershirt. His brow tightened in anticipation of your answer. Honestly, he never looked more beautiful to you than right now; but he couldn’t know that. “Definitely the privateer, I’m afraid.
“Well damn.” 
Smiling again, your hands searched for something to do. As if second nature, you began piling up loose papers, and rolling maps back up. Your eyes followed paths across the country side and the borderline unreadable footnotes along the edges. Pausing, you ran your fingers along a dashed line going north. It was done in pencil rather than the professional inking of the map.  It was the path Alina and Mal had taken to look for the firebird with Baghra. Worry ran through you as you thought of your friends. 
“They’ll be okay.” You hadn’t noticed Nikolai come up beside you. He placed a hand on your shoulder, fingers gripping tightly to the wool of your coat. You could almost feel the warmth of his skin through the thick fabric. 
“I know they will be.” you sighed, leaning your head back. “it’s what happens after.” 
He hummed in confusion.
“We’ll be going to battle.” 
“And when have I known you to be afraid of a fight?” His voice was still teasing, much to jovial for your liking. 
“When the fight has stakes like these, Nikolai.” you snapped at him. You turned fast, his hand dropping from your shoulder. “This isn’t some slavers ship or enemy club. This is us, against Grisha; powerful Grisha. The odds are stacked against us here.” 
“Don’t you think I know that.” he wasn’t yelling, but his voice was stern, commanding. “You think I don’t know all that we are risking here?”
“I know you know.” You ran your fingers through your hair angrily “It doesn’t change the fact that the possibility of us failing is greater than winning.” You pressed your palms against your brow “I could die” your hands slammed into your chest, then into his “You could die.”
“I won’t let that happen.” his voice was firm with resolve  
“You can’t control that.” 
He laughed coldly “Have you no faith in me?” 
“On the contrary, I have too much faith in you.” 
You roughly sat down in an empty chair, hiding your face in your hands. Faith, devotion, pride; these were all things you felt for Nikolai. You would do whatever he asked, you trusted Nikolai with your life. 
“I have followed you to the ends of the earth, and I would gladly do it again. You’ve been there through thick and thin, but it doesn't change that fact that I’m still afraid.” You looked up to see he had leaned against the table beside you, eyes on yours. Your voice was quiet, wavering with emotion. “I have too much to lose.” 
Nikolai’s voice was heavy and low, as though saying it too loud was a sin. 
“We all have something to lose.”  His hand found yours, still not looking away from your gaze. A pang of nervous excitement filled you as you stared into his eyes. A small smile couldn't help but find its way to your lips. You could almost get high off of this giddiness Nikolai was making you feel. It was making you bold. 
You stood up slowly, still holding onto Nikolai’s hand. The other gently cupped the side of his face. The slight prick of a day’s stubble brushed against your palm as he leaned into your touch. 
“If something is to happen to us… and we fall” you whispered, your face growing closer to his “ I want it to be with no regrets.” 
It was Nikolai who crossed the final stretch to meet your lips. The kiss was not long and almost timid. Still, his chapped lips felt like heaven against yours as you pulled away. Eyes closed, you pressed your forehead against his, warm breath fanning over your face. You could feel the energy buzzing between you.
“I am yours, Nikolai.” 
He groaned, dropping his head to nuzzle into your neck. 
“You shouldn’t say that.” His voice was low, spoken against your skin 
“I speak nothing but the truth.” Your hand found itself on the back of his head, running through the shorter hair “I am yours, Nikolai. I have been for a while.”  
One arm circled your waist. “Your words are dangerous, little minx.”
The next kiss from Nikolai was not so timid. It was deeper, the hand on your cheek almost pulling you closer. His lips met against yours again and again, the taste intoxicating. You gripped onto his hair as he stood. Walking back with long steps, you slammed into the wall as Nikolai pressed himself to you. 
There was a crazed atmosphere about the both of you; a boldness. The excitement of this finally happening mixed with your looming situation left only desperation. Any type of suave was gone. You needed him, and you needed him now. 
For how frantic Nikolai’s hands were moving, his tongue was gentle as it ran along your lower lip, almost asking for permission. You let him in without a second thought, groaning. The chill of the stone wall was a stark contrast against the heat of his body against your. As you pushed yourself farthing into him, you felt something hard pressed against your thigh. Swiftly, Nikolai untucked your shirt, hands roaming along the newly exposed skin of your waist.
Nikolai’s lips began to move along your jaw in wet, open mouthed kisses. Moaning into your skin, you pushed his head closer to you. Hurried fingers found their way to the buttons of Nickolai’s shirt, messily undoing the first few. 
“Wait. Stop.” he was out of breath, hands gently grabbing yours. Still, he continued to press kisses to your skin. “Not here.” 
He looked down at you with lust filled eyes, puffy lips shining as he smiled. A bolt of heat went straight to your core. 
Leading you by your hands, he quickly blew out any remaining candles. You thanked every saint you could think of for the empty halls as you hurried to Nikolai’s quarter. You both giggled as he fumbled with the door, hands still intertwined. Anticipation buzzed in the air around you.
His room was dark when you entered with only the cool moon for light. Nikolai entered first, leaning into you to pull the door closed behind you. It had the same effect as the candle light, highlighting his already prominent features. You both quickly kicked your shoes off, Nikolai throwing his overcoat to the floor.  
“Now, where were we?” 
If not for how badly you wanted him, you would have laughed at how insufferable Nikolai sounded. You settled for a smile as your hands went to his jaw. Your kiss was not quite as frantic as before, but just as deep. His hands rested on your waist as you pulled his face closer to yours. Your noses bumped together while you slowly walked him back to the bed. You wasted no time crawling onto his lap once he sat, lips never leaving his. Hands traveled the expanse of your back as you nibbled on his lower lip, pulling deep groans from him. Continuing to unbutton the rest of his shirt, your mouth found its place against his neck, sucking dark marks into the pale flesh. Unable to stop yourself, you ground down into Nikolai’s hips, lightly biting into his skin. Groaning, his hips bucked into yours, sending a delicious tension to your core. 
You finished on his buttons, slipping off his suspender and pulling his shirt back. 
In all your years together, you had seen Nikolai shirtless before, but there was something different about it this time. You traced the strong lines of his chest, and ran your fingers up his sides, enjoying the shivers that followed your touch. His hands gripped onto the loose shirt bunched around waist, blue eyes boring into yours. 
“May I?” you nodded. He pressed a quick kiss to your lips before pulling the shirt over your head. While you were still in your undershirt, the thin fabric did little to hide your form. Lips finding yours, his large hands palmed your chest, nipples pebbling under his touch. You moaned into his mouth, body on fire.  Whether it was a bolt of courage, or the need to have Nikolai’s skin on yours, you pulled off the slip. 
He moved his hands so they were resting just under your chest, rough fingers rubbing lightly over soft skin. Your breath caught in your throat as you watched him watch you, eyes trailing over your form. 
“Beautiful.” he whispered, eyes now on yours once again, “Perfect.” 
He began his assault on your neck again, following your collarbone to your breasts. He took one into his mouth, lapping over the bud. You moaned, your body keening forward into his touch. His hands supporting your back, Nikolai’s deep blue eyes kept contact with yours. He released with a pop, instantly moving to the other. As he continued, you ground down onto him, needing to find a release to the pressure building between you legs. One of the hands you had buried in his hair trailed down the waistline of his pants. Experimentally, you cupped the growing bulge, palming him. He instantly stopped what he was doing, burying his face between your breasts. 
“Saints, don’t stop.” He all but moaned into your skin, breathing heavily. You didn’t, pushing him down by his shoulders until he lay on his back, you overtop of him. 
“Gods, I want you.'' By now his blue eyes were completely blown out by lust, lips still shining. “I want all of you.”
To his protests, you did stop, moving up till you were over his head. You kissed him and he leaned up, chasing your lips when you pulled away. 
“As I said before, I’m yours to take”  
In a blur, you found your back hitting the soft mattress of the bed, Nikolai over you. His weight was being held up by one hand while the other was down at the button of your pants. He ran over the skin of your stomach, both in a teasing and hesitant manner. He would not go further just yet. 
You squirmed at his touch in anticipation “Please, Nikolai.”
“Please what?” his hand was now in your undergarments, but still not where you needed him 
“Please” you whined “touch me.” 
It felt like fire when he finally touched you, running his fingers along your slit. You both groaned. 
“Fuck” he was speaking almost to himself “Saints, you're so wet.”  
His fingers ran along your folds, and his thumb found purchase on your clit. You mewled, hips bucking into his hand.
Nikolai huffed in an almost laugh, “Eager, are we?”
He continued in tight, slow circles, drawing more sounds from your open mouth. You moaned at the pleasant stretch of a finger, heels digging into the bed. 
“You said you are mine, but that is simply not true.” you looked up at him with blown out eyes, pleasure coursing through your veins. 
“What do you…” you stopped, choking on a moan as he added another finger. It was like your nerves were on fire, and his touch was doing nothing to stop the heat. 
“You may think you are mine, but you're wrong.” he quickened his pace “I have been yours much longer than you have been mine.”
His words resonated in you, adding more fuel the fire.
Your fingers gripped onto the sheets, as if letting go would mean your death. The tension in your lower belly was now turning into a tight coil. Your pants now sat around your thighs, which were uncontrollably bucking up into his hand. Nikolai leaned forwards and took one of your breasts into his mouth, lewd sucking noises filling the air, along with your moans. 
“Please.” you wailed. The coil was now dangerously close to breaking, the tension almost too much “I need to…Please!” 
His lips left sloppy kisses against your skin, trailing up to your face. 
“Let go, love.” you wailed at his words “Let go for me.” 
With one final thrust into his hand, the coil snapped. Your vision darkened, pleasure taking over all of your senses. It was the most intense feeling you had ever observed. It pulsed throughout your body and into your core.
Your legs were shaking. That was the first thing you realized as you came too. The second was the wetness on your thighs. The final was the hand gently brushing over your face. Nikolai was cooing at you, pressing kisses lightly against your cheek. 
“You alright, my love?” he spoke in whispers, and you realized how out of breath you were. Instead of answering, you smashed your lips against his is a messy kiss, trying to convey your love for him into one simple action. All tongue and teeth, you finally broke apart to catch a full breath, resting against your forehead against his neck. 
“I need you, Nikolai.” you looked up at him “I need all of you.” 
The second he stood, you instantly missed his weight over yours. You sat, almost chasing him, but stopped when you saw he was undoing his pants. Shimmering yours the rest of the way down your legs, you laid back and waited. 
He was hard, almost painfully so, you would have guessed. Tip red and angry, it almost pulsed with need. A quick flash of guilt crossed you. You wondered how long he was like this while you were in the grasps of pleasure.
Moving back overtop of you, he ran his member through your folds, collecting slick. You moaned at the sensation, your heaving chest meeting Nikolai’s.
 You thought nothing could feel better than his fingers, but you were wrong. He created the most delightful stretch as he entered your heat. Nikolai groaned as he bottomed out, eyes screwed shut in pure pleasure, muscles tense in control.
He started with slow, yet deep strokes, hitting a spot that made your toes curl. Hands cradled his face. You shared breaths, his nose pressed into your cheek as his lips danced over yours. 
You both whispered words to each other, mostly only half finished thoughts lost in moans. Your legs wrapped around his hips, trying to keep him close as his thrusts began to speed up. The tension began to form again. His head dropped to your neck letting out smaller moans and whines into your skin.
Your hands rested on his back, skin clammy from sweat. His damp hair tickled you, but you didn’t mind as one hand dug into it, pulling slightly. His skin was fiery against yours, and yet you still tried to push as much of yourself against him as possible. One of his hands traveled down to your core, thumb messily rubbing over your clit once more. The small mewls you were making turned into choked wails as the coil tightened almost unbearably. 
Nikolai’s strokes were turning sloppy against you, going as deep and as fast as possible, hitting that perfect spot every time. It was a particular strong stroke that sent you over the edge yet again. 
You came, calling out his name as you raked your nails down his back. With one final thrust into your spasming core, he finished, groaning into your neck.  A new kind of warmth flooded your system. You were spent in the best way possible, body tired and thighs slick. The only sound that filled the air was heavy breathing as Nikolai looked up from your neck. He pulled out slowly and you both groaned at the sensation, but the loss of connection as well. You registered that he left, but came back very shortly, towel in hand.
After cleaning yourselves up, Nikolai pulled you close to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around you. He caressed your face, pushing back hair sticking with sweat. 
If you thought he was pretty an hours ago, he was gorgeous now. Messy hair stood in different direction and a nice flush covered his cheeks. Dark love bites littered his upper body, and his lips were almost bruised. You were sure you looked similar.
“I meant what I said” he whispered, smile on his face “I am yours, my darling” 
You leaned up and caught his lips. The kiss was tired, both of you energy gone.
“I love you” you grinned into his lips 
“And I love you.” 
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raysrays · 19 days
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Crimson Guardian Part2 NSFW
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Please check out Part One
Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader
18+ MDNI!🚫
CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.
Y/N POV
Scenario: Once you agree to Kyojuro's request, you gather with Kagaya and the other Hashira to share your decision to retire early. But as you spend time with Kyojuro, you start noticing some changes in his behavior. You can't help but wonder, did you make a big mistake? He's your husband, after all. Surely, he wouldn't try to control or manipulate you. Maybe he's just worried about your safety and wants the best for you, right?
- Two Endings
A month had passed since I laid down my sword for the last time. I've spent my time at the Rengoku Estate as I had anticipated, assisting Senjuro with chores and cooking, while striving to earn Shinjuro's favor.
However, it all felt sluggish my days stretched out, feeling so unproductive.
Kyojuro was called on a mission far away, and he's been gone for almost two weeks now. I find myself overcome with loneliness, feeling hollow inside.
When I wasn't busy helping Senjuro, I often took walks and started getting into reading, though lately, I've found myself drawn to books on swordsmanship and battle techniques. It might seem pointless now, but it's all I have to occupy my mind.
Many times, I caught myself pacing around the estate, practicing fighting stances or swinging an imaginary sword, earning some strange looks from anyone nearby.
But I couldn't bring myself to share any of this with Kyojuro. I wanted him to believe I had moved on from being a demon slayer. Instead, I painted a picture of focusing on myself and preparing for the prospect of starting a family.
I've been writing to him almost every day since he left, keeping him updated on what's been happening back home and just checking in on him.
He says his mission has been successful so far, and he should be home very soon, which is good news. It's difficult to fully embrace retirement when the person you did it for isn't even here to enjoy it with you.
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Today has been particularly slow. All I've done is help water the plants outside and dive deeper into my books. Shinjuro has been in his room, drinking, while Senjuro has been practicing his writing inside. And here I am, sitting under this same tree, reading the same book on breathing techniques for the past three hours...
However, my entire mood shifted the moment I heard the cawing of a crow announcing Kyojuro's return from his mission. He was finally home.
I could feel the excitement as I watched him walk through the gates of the estate, his big, bright eyes and fiery hair a welcome sight.
It didn't take long for him to spot me, as he quickly ran up and grabbed me, spinning me around in his arms.
"I've missed you so much, my little flame!" His booming voice was a comforting sound to hear in this moment.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he held me.
"I missed you so much, Kyo." It didn't take long for that hollow feeling I had earlier to finally disappear.
After he finally put me down, he pulled away to get a better look at me, scanning me up and down with his usual happy smile.
"You look so beautiful, my dear. Retirement seems to be treating you well already!"
"Oh, do you really think so?"
"Of course, sunflower. It's good to finally see you dressed casually and enjoying yourself at home. One of the main reasons my mission was such a success was because I wasn't worried about you. I knew you would be here waiting for me when I returned. I knew you would be safe."
I almost felt guilty. Since he left, I've been so bored out of my mind, stuck here at the estate, but if it’s really helping by keeping his mind at ease while he’s away I guess I don’t mind.
"How are you doing, my love? I know writing in letters can only reveal so much. Are you really okay?"
His voice softened, and his smile grew gentler. My heart raced at the sound. No matter how much time passed, I was still as in love and attracted to Kyojuro as I was the first time we met.
"Yes, I'm doing great. Senjuro and I have been quite productive lately. We even discussed setting up a small vegetable garden in the yard to reduce our trips to the village market." I forced a happy smile onto my face.
"That's wonderful news! I'm so happy you're finally making this old place your own." He then pulled me into another hug, burying me in his chest.
I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth—that I was bored and missed the core and all my comrades and friends. They had all become so busy with work that I went from seeing them every day to never at all, so quickly.
As I relaxed into his embrace, I felt his body tense slightly. He pulled away from me slowly, his expression puzzled.
"Sunflower... what is it you're reading?"
I glanced behind me to see my book still lying on the ground, its cover exposed. It was just a book, surely not that significant.
"Oh, that's just an old breathing technique book I found in the study room. I thought it looked the most interesting out of the available options."
He looked at me for a moment, then took my hands in his, holding them tightly.
"My love, if you had told me you wanted to read, I would have gladly bought you as many books as you wanted. You don't need to waste your time sitting and reading about attacks and breathing techniques anymore." His voice was filled with concern.
Little did he know, I chose this book specifically to occupy my mind. If I couldn't fight anymore, the least I could do was read about it.
"That's sweet of you, Kyo, but honestly, I don't mind."
His smile returned somewhat, and he moved his hands to hold my shoulders, gently leading me back to the main part of the estate.
"Let's get you inside, my love. I'll tell you all about my mission!"
I allowed him to guide me back, passing Senjuro on the way.
"Go ahead, little flame. I need to have a word with Senjuro."
I observe as he starts walking toward his younger brother; they engage in conversation, and I begin to make my way indoors.
Despite my initial intention to leave, a strange hesitation washes over me. I linger by the doorframe, eavesdropping on their discussion.
Senjuro's voice reaches me first. "Welcome home, brother. How was your mission?"
"It went smoothly. I'm relieved to be back," he responds, pausing briefly.
"Senjuro, how's Y/N? Have you noticed anything unusual about her lately?" My ears perk up at the mention of my name.
"Y/N? She seems fine, I suppose. She's been quite helpful with chores around here," Senjuro replies.
"I see. Have you noticed her reading more?" he probes further.
"I think so. Though I'm not sure what she's been reading," Senjuro admits.
"I see. Please, keep an eye on her for me, Senjuro. I'm concerned," Kyojuro says, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.
"Concerned about her reading?" Senjuro's confusion is evident.
"No, just in general."
With that, I turned away from the door, deciding it was best to stop listening in.
Why would Kyojuro worry about me? I'm safe at home, just like he wanted. Wasn't that the whole point of being here? To ease his mind?
I can feel a mix of frustration brewing inside me, and I'm not sure if it's aimed at Kyojuro or myself. I've always prided myself on my swordsmanship, setting high goals and pushing myself hard to protect others and find purpose.
But now, I can't even enjoy reading a book about what I love without making my husband worry.
I step into the kitchen, ready to get a head start on preparing dinner. Gathering the cooking utensils and spices, I realize all that's left is to chop some of the vegetables.
As I rinse them off, I notice we're short on a few key ingredients.
My garden plans with Senjuro would have been perfect right now. Looks like I'll have to make another trip to the market.
Letting out a small sigh, I tidy up and head towards the door to slip on my shoes. Honestly, I could use some fresh air. I feel guilty leaving knowing Kyojuro just got here, but I think he’d much rather dinner be super good than complain about me stepping out.
I had a stranger Lingering feeling. There's something about his smile that feels off, like there's a hidden pressure behind it. Why?
As I'm slipping on my shoes, I sense someone standing over me.
"Where are you off to, sunflower?" Kyojuro inquires.
"Just getting a head start on dinner and realized we're missing a few things. I was about to run to the market," I reply.
"Hurry back to me, my love. You know I don't like it when you're away." His warm smile could melt anyone's heart.
He plants a kiss on my cheek before heading back into the other room.
As much as I adore him and miss him, I need just a moment alone to think right now.
As I make my way to the village, I pick up some vegetables, meat, and a few other things we need for the estate. On my way back, I spot Tengen and his wives. They seem to notice me too, especially Makio, who starts waving enthusiastically in my direction.
I walk over to them, feeling happy to finally see some familiar faces. It feels like it's been ages since we last caught up.
“Y/N, it's good to see you," Tengen greets warmly.
“How have you been? We haven’t seen you in forever!” Makio cries out excitedly.
"I've been well, how are all of you?"
"We've been doing just great," he responds.
"How's, uh, retirement?" Hina asks with a half smile.
"Oh, retirement has been... great," I reply, attempting to sound convincing, though I'm not entirely sure I believe it myself.
Tengen lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Sorry, but it's just so hard to believe. You had one of the flashiest breathing styles and trained almost every day, only to retire before becoming a Hashira. I just always thought you were too stubborn to quit so early.”
Hina shoots him a quick glare.
But it's all true; Tengen and his wives have been around since before the beginning of my and Kyojuro’s relationship, training with us, going on missions, and even just hanging out together casually.
They exchange silent glances for a moment and I notice Tengen’s expression change into a more serious one.
"Y/N, Kyojuro is one of my closest friends, and it's really not my place, but... do you think maybe you decided all that just a tad too quickly?" Tengen sounds more sincere this time.
"I mean, you were on your way to becoming a Hashira yourself," Suma adds.
Taking a deep breath, I realize they're right, but I already knew that. I wasn’t the one they should be lecturing in this scenario. I never wanted to retire; I just wanted to make Kyojuro happy.
"I promise. This is a decision I've made. I want to settle down and start a family with Kyo. I wouldn’t want to risk going out on a mission and dying before having that opportunity," I assert.
Though they still seem unconvinced, Tengen puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
“Kyojuro's a lucky man to have someone who cares about him so much. However, I think you should stay in tune with your training for now.”
“You are still so young, Y/N! It’s always possible that once you have children, you could potentially want to come out of retirement. Maybe be a trainer for young slayers!” Makio adds with a hopeful tone.
Suddenly, my spirits lift. They were right. Just because I retire now doesn’t mean I can’t come out of retirement in a few years. As long as I keep training at home, I should be fine!
“I suppose you are all right. I will definitely keep training. I’m sure Kyo will think that’s a great idea.”
“That’s the spirit. I’m glad we got to run into you,” Tengen says with his usual smile.
“I’m glad I got to see all of you. I promise I’ll try to make an effort to come around more.”
“That sounds perfect,” Hina exclaimed.
After we exchange our goodbyes, I watch them walk off together, smiling and talking.
A wave of realization and relief washes over me. Maybe retirement didn’t have to be as bad as I was making it out to be.
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Upon finally arriving back at the estate, I walked up to the entrance with a smile on my face.
I recalled there was a book in the study that taught some solo hand-to-hand combat techniques, perfect for practicing alone. I made a mental note to pick it up once I returned and start reading it after dinner.
As I entered, Senjuro greeted me with a warm smile.
“Welcome back, Y/N. I’ll finish up dinner since you went out of your way to get everything,” he offered kindly.
“Oh, you don’t have to do all that. I don’t mind,” I replied.
“I insist. You haven’t seen my brother for a while now, and I think he could use your company,” he chuckled nervously.
I hesitated for a second.
“Okay, only if you're sure,” I said, handing over the basket of food and supplies I had bought from the market.
He headed off to the kitchen, leaving me in the entryway, so I decided to make my way to our bedroom, shared by Kyojuro and me.
As I entered, I noticed he had changed out of his uniform into his more casual attire.
He looked at me with a kind smile on his face.
“I see you made it back safely,” he said, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
He buried his face into the side of my neck, kissing it softly.
I felt myself shiver at his touch. He seemed so gentle and loving right now. I had truly missed him so much these past few weeks.
I gently ran my fingers through his fiery hair as I spoke, "I ran into Tengen and his wives at the market."
He pulled away slightly to look at me, his arms still wrapped around my waist.
"Really? Were they happy to see you?" he asked with a big smile.
"Yes, they were. We hadn't realized it had been so long since we all saw each other."
Kyojuro appeared to be deep in thought. "I suppose you're right. It has been a while since all of us got together. I should arrange for us to have dinner sometime!" he exclaimed happily.
I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I think that would be lovely."
"What else did you all talk about? You were gone for quite some time," he inquired.
I debated telling him about their suggestion that I should consider keeping up with training and possibly coming out of retirement, but ultimately decided against it.
"Tengen was just telling me about a mission he had gone on recently. Nothing too crazy," I replied.
Kyojuro seemed satisfied with this answer. Why would I lie? I've never had any reason to lie to him before.
"That's great, sunflower. I'm happy you finally got to see some company. You seem so happy!" he remarked, his affection evident in his tone.
We lingered in each other's embrace for a few more moments until Senjuro's voice rang out, announcing that dinner was ready.
Hand in hand, we made our way to the table. Upon arrival, we found Senjuro had already set the table and prepared everything. Surprisingly, Shinjuro was already seated, wearing his usual drunken scowl, but he remained mostly silent.
As we ate, Kyojuro attempted to share details about his recent mission with his father, but received only silence and grunts in response. Despite years of trying, it seemed Kyojuro still sought his father's approval.
It felt kind of pointless to expect anything from Shinjuro. Even though I ended up spending more time with him than with Kyojuro lately, I just kept my distance. Honestly, I think he might even appreciate it.
After a few minutes of listening to Kyojuro, Shinjuro got up and was the first to leave the table, retreating to his room.
Though Kyojuro seemed disappointed, he maintained his neutral smile as he also began to wrap up his meal.
Once we had all finished eating, I stood up to collect the dishes for washing and putting away. However, Senjuro insisted on taking care of everything himself.
Feeling a bit defeated, I abandoned the task and decided to head to the study to grab that training book.
However, upon arrival, I was met with an unsettling sight. All the books were gone, every shelf completely empty...
As I made my way back to my room, confusion swirled within me like never before.
Upon entering, I found Kyojuro already preparing for sleep. His eyes brightened at the sight of me, and he gestured for me to join him under the covers of the futon.
Crawling in beside him, he enveloped me in his arms, pulling me close. With my head against his chest, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me.
"Kyojuro," I speak up.
"What is it, little flame?" He asks planting a kiss on the top of my head.
"What happened to all the books in the study?"
I sense a slight tension in his body at the question.
"I'm not sure, my love. Perhaps father had them moved. I'll make sure to get you some new books soon," he reassures me.
I stay silent, convinced by his explanation. What other reason could there be? Surely, Kyojuro doesn't attach much importance to old books collecting dust for years.
As I lay nestled in Kyo's arms, I feel the weight of exhaustion settling in. His breathing slows, It won't be long before sleep overtakes us both.
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A week had passed, and the books still hadn't reappeared. I'd given up on getting a response out of Shinjuro. And it seemed that Senjuro wasn't even aware of their disappearance, which was even stranger.
So here I was again, under the same tree, rereading the same book for the third time.
Despite this, it was a beautiful day. The sky was bright and the air was refreshing. It would have been a shame not to enjoy it.
With Kyojuro gone early this morning for a hashira meeting, it's just me now, left to ponder my thoughts. I can't help but recall what Tengen and his wives said about keeping up with training.
Honestly, with my doting husband always around, their advice slipped my mind. But now, with some time to myself, I figure it's a good opportunity to get some practice in.
I don't have the exact combat training books I'd like, but I'll make do with what I remember from my days in the core.
Grabbing a wooden sword that Kyojuro and Senjuro sometimes use.
My target? A nearby tree. I start off slow, practicing basic strikes and focusing on my footwork. It's a few hours of intense concentration, but it feels amazing. I didn't realize how much I missed this, the feeling of swinging a sword, the rush of adrenaline with each move. It's like finding a piece of myself I forgot was missing.
My excitement fades as I notice a looming shadow, revealing Kyojuro standing there. Still in his uniform, he must have just returned from the meeting. His expression is stern, arms crossed in clear disapproval.
"What are you doing, Y/N?" His voice is cold, sending a shiver down my spine.
"I was just... training a bit," I reply nervously.
"Training? Training for what?" He begins to approach me, his demeanor serious.
For some reason, I instinctively start to back up as he approaches me. Before I know it, my back is against the tree I was just practicing on.
He closes the distance between us, his face inches from mine. This side of Kyojuro is unfamiliar to me; he appears downright angry.
"Why are you doing this, sunflower? You're inactive in the core, retired. There's absolutely no reason for you to pick up a sword and train again," his voice is harsh.
"I just thought that maybe if I stayed in shape and continued training a bit, perhaps in the future I could come out of retirement. Maybe even help train new slayers coming out of final selection," I suggest.
- Ending One (Positive fluff)
He gazes at me, his expression filled with confusion. “Sunflower, why would you want that? I thought the whole point of you wanting to retire was to be at home with me, to start a family together.”
Taking a deep breath, I realize I need to be honest and ip front with him now. Kyojuro is my husband, and if he truly loves me, he'll understand.
Slowly, I reach out and take his hand, bringing it up to rest against my chest.
“Kyojuro, I love you more than anything, and I want to start a family and be with you more than anything. But I also have to pursue the things that make me happy. Fighting alongside you and our friends has always been one of those things,” I explain, hoping he'll see my perspective.
His eyes soften, and I can tell he feels guilty for not considering my happiness more deeply.
"I'm still scared, Y/N. I'm scared of losing the love of my life, my wife. If you continue being a demon slayer, there will be times when I won't be able to protect you. Times when you'll be in situations where you'll have to fight to the death to defend yourself," he admits, his voice filled with worry.
He's right. There will be moments when I'll have to risk my life for the sake of others. But that's exactly why I signed up for this. That's what I want to do, with him by my side.
Gently, I lift his hand to my lips and place a kiss on his knuckles, mirroring the affection he always shows me.
"I'll fight until my last breath for a life without demons, so that hopefully someday us and our children can live the life we deserve," I declare softly.
He removes his hand from mine placing is on my cheek. His gaze loving and caring now.
“You never cease to set my heart ablaze little flame. You always make me remember that powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself for being so selfish.”
It makes me feel better that he also acknowledges how he’s been acting lately. It makes me feel more validated that I wasn’t completely going crazy. And still I forgive him.
I know Kyojuro’s heart, I know how pure and kind it is, and I know he would never do anything to harm me or keep me alway from something I’m so passionate about.
He pulls me into his embrace wrapping his arms protectively around me.
“I want you to be happy my love, it was wrong of me to try and control someone as amazing as you. I will do everything I can to support and protect you. Wether it’s here at home, or out on the battle field.”
His words melt my heart.
He removes his hand from mine, placing it gently on my cheek. His gaze softens, filled with love and care.
"You never fail to ignite my heart, little flame. You always remind me of the powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don't know if I'll ever forgive myself for being so selfish," he confesses.
His acknowledgment of his recent behavior brings me some comfort. It validates my feelings and assures me that I'm not imagining things. And yet, I find it in my heart to forgive him.
I know Kyojuro's heart, its purity and kindness. I trust that he would never intentionally harm me or stand in the way of my passions.
Pulling me into his embrace, he wraps his arms protectively around me.
"I want nothing more than your happiness, my love. It was wrong of me to try to control someone as incredible as you. I'll do everything in my power to support and protect you, whether it's here at home or out on the battlefield," he promises.
This was the man I fell in love with, the man I vowed to spend my dying days with. I’m certain that I made the right decision.
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- Ending Two (Angsty Smut)
He shakes his head. "No. No way. If you're going to stay retired, then you need to stay retired. That was the deal. I won't risk losing you. You're far too precious to me." His tone is softer now, but still firm.
"But why can't I just practice for a bit?"
"Because this isn't what you want. You don't actually want this. It's not your passion. This is only because of your past life." He's more serious than ever.
"What's so wrong with me wanting to stay sharp?"
"You're supposed to be focusing on your future and your new life with me! And you can't do that if you keep holding onto your past. It's not a part of who you are anymore."
His words strike me. Was it so bad that I wanted to practice and maybe eventually come back?
"This is the last thing we're going to discuss. As a Hashira, I have the authority to confiscate your weapon, so hand it over. From this point forward, I will not tolerate you engaging in anything remotely related to demon slaying."
I reluctantly hand over my wooden sword. My heart drops, and tears begin to well up in my eyes.
"Y/N. I'm sorry, my love, but this is for the best. It's only because I love you." His voice softens, his expression more forgiving.
I'm filled with anger. Why is he acting like this? Why doesn't he want to fight alongside me anymore? Balancing our relationship and our profession is tough, but plenty of people make it work.
Why does he seem to think it's impossible for me to fight? I am strong. I've always been strong.
His thumb brushes away a tear from my eye as I lift my head to look at him.
This time, his expression changes.
He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "If you won't listen to me, I'll just have to give you a reason to stay off your feet."
A shiver runs down my spine as his lips meet mine, his hands holding my hips firmly in place.
Before I know it, he's lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me back into the estate.
“Kyo, put me down! Let's just talk!” I protest, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.
He takes me to our bedroom and pins me down on the futon.
“There’s nothing more to say, sunflower. If I can't keep you from fighting anymore, maybe having a child will,” he says, his voice tinged with desire.
I open my mouth to speak, but his lips on mine cut me off. His tongue pushes its way inside, making its way around my mouth.
I try to pull away, but his hands hold my head in place, and the taste of his mouth is overwhelming.
When he finally pulls away, I'm breathless.
He leans in, kissing and biting at my neck. His hands move down my body, grabbing and squeezing my breasts and my waist.
I let out a small whimper as he sucks and bites at my skin.
Suddenly, I feel his fingers brush against my entrance through my clothes.
He pulls away to look at me. "Already so wet for me, and we've barely done anything. Were you doing all of this to make me angry on purpose?”
My face burns with embarrassment, but I can't help but crave his touch.
He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, staring into my eyes with a mischievous smile.
"You want this, don't you, sunflower?" He asks as his free hand caresses my face.
I nod desperately, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Then beg for it," he commands, his loving voice contested his actions.
"Please, Kyo, please I need it. I need you."
He releases his grip on my wrists and moves to undo his pants.
"There’s my little flame."
He lines himself up with my entrance, slowly pushing himself inside.
I try not to tense, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate him.
He lets out a low groan, his warm breath tickling my ear.
He waits for a moment before beginning to thrust into me, each movement deeper than the last.
I gasp and moan beneath him, gripping his shoulders.
He lets out a groan as he bottoms out.
"Mine," he whispers before placing a kiss on my forehead.
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
He begins to move again, thrusting harder and faster. I'm filled with so much pleasure that I'm seeing stars.
I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but just before I can finish, he stops.
"Kyo, please, I need it." I whine.
"Not yet, my love.” he replies, his voice heavy with lust.
He pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty and unsatisfied.
He flips me over and pushes my head into the pillow, my ass now in the air.
"Don't worry, little flame, I'm not finished with you just yet."
He enters me again, gripping my hips tightly as he pounds into me from behind.
"I can't wait to have you pregnant. You're going to look so beautiful."
He reaches a hand around to rub my clit, bringing me even closer to my peak.
I try to hold back my moans and he touches me. His words only make me feel hotter.
I can feel myself getting closer once again, and he seems to notice as well.
"Do you want to finish, my love?"
"Yes, yes please," I beg.
He increases the speed of his thrusts, hitting all the right spots inside of me.
I can feel myself approaching the edge again, and he continues to push me towards it.
"I'm going to fill you up, my love. Make you mine.”
His thrusts grow more erratic as he reaches his peak, releasing deep inside of me.
I collapse onto the futon , completely exhausted.
Kyojuro rolls off me and lays beside me, pulling me into his chest. I cuddled into him.
"We're going to be so happy, Y/N. Just you, me, and our child. Everything is going to be perfect," he reassures me, running his fingers through my hair.
I'm too tired to respond, so I just listen to the sound of his heartbeat and his breathing.
"I love you, sunflower. No matter what, you're mine.”
Sorry this one took me so long to get out, I hope you all enjoyed it! I’d love to hear your feedback!
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Fondly and Forever, Yours
genre: smut
warnings: minors please dni. oral sex (m!receiving)
pairing: nanami x gn!reader
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You don’t think you’ll ever forget what Kento looks like–at least, you really hope you won’t–but every time he comes home after weeks of being away on work, you feel like you’re seeing him for the first time all over again. His brown eyes that soften like chocolate melting every time he looks at you; it’s nothing you haven’t seen thousands of times before, but whenever he takes those first few steps through the door, it makes your heart race like never before.
Nanami tries to avoid being away from you for long periods of time. Not that you’re not capable of being alone, but you both know that your preference is always going to be to spend as much time with your husband as possible. You often wished that he weren’t so sought after in the world of Jujutsu sorcery so that he wouldn’t have to constantly risk his life and spend cold nights in shitty hotels away from you. 
Still, every time he came home to you after a trip, you couldn’t do anything but run into his arms and let the anxiety that you always felt for him fade away, replaced by the warmth that is Nanami. That’s where you are now, and that’s where you’d be content to be for the next several hours or even days, if only he would allow it. 
“Welcome home, love,” you whisper breathlessly into his chest as his arms wrap tightly around your waist, holding you as close to himself as possible. 
He nuzzles his chin into the top of your head as he replies softly, “Thank you, darling. I’ve missed you.”
“Missed you too, Kento.”
Slowly, you take your husband’s coat from his shoulders, hanging it on the rack next to where the two of you stay hugged close together. As you pull the sleeves, you feel the well built muscle of his arms under your palms and your cheeks heat up, unable to conceal how undeniably attractive you found him.
“Don’t get distracted on me,” Nanami says, his tone warning you despite the grin pulling at his lips. 
Your hands rest on his biceps as you look up at him, nothing but love and adoration on your mind and in your eyes. Nanami can see it, and you can see it mirrored back by him. 
“Why not get distracted? You don’t have to worry about work right now. Let me help you relax, yeah?”
A groan comes from the back of Kento’s throat at the implication of your words. Your hands start toward his neck, where his tie is still fastened and his shirt is still fully buttoned–problems that you think you can help him out with. But first, you bring yourself to his lips, kissing him passionately, with all of the longing you had felt in his absence behind you, pressing you closer and closer to him until all you could think about was the sensation of his lips against yours. 
You bring your hands up to his face as you kiss him, caressing the tired lines under his eyes, rubbing your thumbs over his high cheekbones, appreciating every centimeter of your husband that you’ve missed so dearly.
Nanami kissed you back with just as much fervor as he let his shoulders drop, the stress that had built up as a result of hard work and being away from you all falling away as he let his lips melt into yours. After a moment, Nanami licks along the seam of your lips, pushing his tongue into your mouth and you moan at his action, welcoming the growing fire you felt throughout your entire body. 
You were the first to break the kiss, pulling away and instead attaching your lips to the underside of Nanami’s jaw and moving your way down the column of his neck. 
“Nothing I can’t cover, love,” Kento reminds you, and you mentally curse your husband’s dedication to professionalism. 
Still, the breathless tone his voice has adopted spurs you on as you instead direct your focus to his tie, slipping your fingers through the knot and pulling it to hang loose around his neck, giving him a disheveled appearance that looks sinfully good on him. You tilt your head to give him one more messy kiss before starting on the buttons of his shirt, savoring the firm muscles as you reveal them. 
After what feels like no time at all, you’ve removed Kento’s shirt, throwing it carelessly off to the side somewhere in favor of savoring the man in front of you. Your hands roamed the expanse of his chest as your lips found their place in the dips of his collarbones, where you could suck dark bruises into the skin that would only be seen by the two of you. 
“Darling,” Kento groaned, his hands tightening around your waist as he started to lead you towards the bedroom. 
You followed his lead dutifully, pausing in your ministrations to step out of the entrance of your apartment that you’d hardly let Kento leave since he’d come home. Although it was a pause, you could feel excitement and arousal coursing through you, eager to get Nanami in bed and to cherish every bit of him. 
“Love you so much,” you told Nanami, almost as a second thought as he sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes looking up at you now with a glimmer of obedience and devotion. 
Kento leaned his chin up towards you as he replied, “Love you too, angel,” before you sealed his waiting lips to yours, kissing him for the millionth time it felt, and it made your heart ache in the same perfect way as always. 
“Let me take care of you, please?” You asked with pleading eyes as you pulled away from Nanami’s lips, sinking down to your knees in front of him. 
Your hands make their way up his thick thighs, rubbing them through the rough fabric of his pants, nonverbally begging him to let you take them off. 
“Whatever you want, baby,” Kento replies, slipping one of his hands into your hair.
You grin, thrilled at having received the perfect answer. Your hands moved more quickly to the zipper of Nanami’s pants, still sure to give proper attention to every part of him. Somewhat hastily, you pull the zipper down, stripping Kento’s pants away and quickly focusing your attention on the bulge that’s left behind in his boxers. Your mouth nearly waters at the sight, but you restrain yourself enough to press a loving kiss to the inside of Nanami’s knee. It’s a small action, one that he’s done to you countless times, but really you just wanted to show him how unconditionally loved he is. 
Your eyes meet his as you do this, and in them you’re met with a mixture of passion and lust that makes the warmth in your stomach grow. You really can’t get enough of Kento, and you’re sure that nothing in the world could stop you from devouring him right now. 
You move forward slowly, going to press warm, open-mouthed kisses on the outline of Nanami’s dick in his boxers. You can feel every inch of him through the fabric, which is growing wet now with a mix of your saliva and the pre-cum leaking from his tip. Kento hisses at the contact, pushing your head down slightly to encourage you. 
Knowing from his reaction that he was becoming just as impatient as you were, you place on last sloppy kiss to his clothed bulge and signal to him to adjust his hips so you can get rid of his boxers. Kento complies eagerly, and you waste no time in grabbing hold of his cock at the base, admiring your husband’s length and pressing sweet kisses down the shaft. 
“Don’t tease,” Kento orders you through a low, almost threatening groan, pushing your head down for you to actually take some of his dick down your throat.
You take Nanami’s instruction in stride, swirling your tongue around his bright red head before sinking down, dropping your jaw to take as much of him in as you could possibly manage. Your grip around the base of his cock makes up for what you can’t take in your mouth, and you thumb gently at the vein on the underside of his shaft, making him jolt with pleasure. 
You move languidly up and down Kento’s dick, taking your time and trying your utmost to take as much of him as you possibly could. There was no rush, your only goal here was to take care of your loving husband, and to make him feel incredible.
“So—fuck—so good to me, aren’t you?” Kento moaned, head thrown back in pleasure. 
The praise went straight to the arousal already stirring in you, growing desperate for relief but remaining neglected in favor of finishing Nanami off like this. You moaned around his cock, reveling in the praise that he threw your way, sending vibrations throughout him that felt electrifying. 
You pulled away for a moment to catch a breath, focusing your attention on the tip of his cock instead, giving it small kitten licks as your hand took over doing most of the work, stroking him up and down messily. 
“Fuck, baby, gonna make me cum,” Kento moans, his chest heaving and sweaty. 
Kissing his tip one more time, you take him back down your throat, determined to finish him off. Tears prick your eyes and you’re impossibly turned on, but you’re fixed on making Kento feel good, on welcoming him home and showing just how much you love him. 
You feel his cock twitch as it hits the back of your throat, a sure sign that Kento is close. You take the hand that isn’t wrapped around his length, bringing it up to cup his heavy balls, massaging them and pushing him that much closer to his orgasm. 
It’s not much longer before Kento cums with a loud, shameless moan, shooting his seed down your throat and unintentionally pulling at your hair hard enough to make tears run down your pretty face. 
You pull off of him with a pop, giving his vein one more lick and watching with smug pleasure at the way Kento writhes in the overstimulation.
He pulls you up from the floor to straddle his lap, looking at you with hazy, love-filled eyes as he whispers huskily against your lips, “Strip and lay down for me now, honey. Time for me to return the favor.”
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i think (?) you can tell from the first paragraph that maybe i originally intended for this to be fluff... oh well turns out i'm a whore for nanamin... i'll get over it. thanks for reading, i hope y'all enjoyed!
if you liked this, please look into commissioning me! information is here, as well as linked on my pinned post.
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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 5 months
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A relaxing Bath
Loki x Reader Nsfw
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Not for Minors ⚠️🔞🚫
The last days were so stressful , you worked over time and were exhausted .
Leaving from work you only thought about getting Home fast, hugging Loki, cooking,eating and taking a relaxing Bubble Bath later.
Sitting in your car you called Loki telling him you will be home soon - " Darling,I am already waiting for you" he answered content
A short drive later you were Home - stepping inside the Apartment you could already smell something delicious - walking to the Kitchen you see Loki near the stove wearing an Apron and cooking for you .
Hugging him from behind - you whispered thank you soo much
"My Love, you came at the right time Food is ready,I hope you like it " you hear Loki say with a happy smile
" Mhhm it's delicious , you are a great Cook my King" you praised him
" I am glad, you like it Darling , do you have anything planned for tonight?" Loki asked
" No ,I just want to take a Bath " you stated
"Well then , take your time eating and relax,I will prepare the Bath for you " he replied
A short while later he told you - the Water is ready you can go in
Happily you went to the Bathroom and removed your Clothes looking at Loki
Before stepping in you kissed him softly
" The Temperature is perfect, so relaxing, don't you want to join me ? you tried to persuade him
"Next time Darling,let me help you relax even more" he said with a Smirk
Excited you laid back and closed your eyes
Loki sat down next to you outside the Bathtub, reaching his Hand to your Face caressing your Cheek .
A moment later he moved his Hand to your Boobs massage one gently than the other, drawing circles and playing with your nipples till he hears you moan softly
'Mhhmmm Loki " you whispered
"Do you like this ,my Dear one " he teased
"Looookii , please more " you begged
Feeling his Hand on your thigh moving down your inner thigh - makes you gasp
Thrilled and aroused you spread your legs wider to give his Hand easier access .
Taking his time he played with your Folds- teasing you .
Before inserting a Finger he kissed you hungrily
Looking at him desperately he finally gave you what you wanted - feeling two fingers inside you going deeper and deeper - thrusting - making you breath heavily
Suddenly you felt his thumb torturing your clit
"Ahhh Looookii mmh I am close" you informed him
A moment later you felt your Orgasm approach looking at Loki - your body trembling,legs shaking and heavy painting
"My Love, I hope you enjoyed your Bath,let me help you out " Loki said worried you would be dizzy or pass out
Next he dried you up ,wrapped a towel around your body and carried you to the Bed laying you down gently and put the blanket over you.
Loki laid down next to you holding you close - relaxing in the Arms of the Man you love ,you fell fast asleep
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bboricha · 1 year
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goody two shoes
✦ 🚫MDNI ✦ pairing: college!scaramouche x afab!reader ✦ wc: ~500 ✦ part two ✦ cw: nsfw, not proofread, raw/no condom, degradation, exhibitionism, in public, dom!scara x sub!reader, overstimulation, edging, dumbification if you squint, facial, i don’t usually write smut, lmk if i’ve missed any
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he grips your hips harder, his silent way of telling you to be quiet as footsteps can be heard approaching you two.
“it’s almost like you want to be caught, is that it?” he teases as soon as the footsteps retreat, forcing you to look his way with a hand at your chin. “you can’t lie to me, i felt how you tightened up at the idea of being exposed,” you whimper in response, clutching the shelf in front of you as you try to push him further into you. he stills your movement keeping just the tip inside, chuckling at your neediness and frustration.
“kuni…” you whine, turning enough to tug at his shirt hoping that he’d get the message. which, he definitely did, but it’s never easy with him.
“aww, what is it? i won’t know what you mean if you don’t tell me.” his hand caresses your body, deliberately leaving out all the parts you wanted him to touch. the hand on your hip traveled towards your inner thigh, his long fingers just slightly brushing over your exposed clit for a brief moment and retreating just quick. his other hand finds its way underneath your shirt, sneaking its way between you and your bralette to fondle your breast, purposely avoiding your nipple. you can feel tears pricking the corner of your eyes at his teasing. you know how mean he can be, he actually won’t give you anything until you beg him for it.
“please fuck me–” he instantly shoves the rest of his length into you, causing you to gasp as he reacts immediately by covering your mouth. the pace he sets is brutal, making the shelves shake from the impact. his hand finally reaches your clit, touching rough circles against it making you sob into his hand. you cream his cock, tears spilling from your eyes from embarrassment at how fast you came. he’s been teasing you for 30 minutes, it was almost like he planned for this.
“you’re such a whore,” he laughs, his pace unfaltering and unforgiving of the orgasm you just had.
“imagine if everyone could see you right now, the soon-to-be valedictorian getting their guts rearranged in the school library,” he whispers into your ear. his hand finally leaves your clit after determining that he’s milked out your orgasm for all it’s worth and uses both his hands to hold your hips. his pace become even faster and rougher as he begins to chase his own orgasm.
“maybe you’d like that, though–” he grunts in between, “–to shed that goody two shoes image?” a rhetorical question, not that he’d ever ask anything and expect you to respond with the state you’re currently in. you’re a whimpering mess, trying to reduce your moans with your small little hands despite all the overstimulation. as smart as you are, it was dumb of you to not notice how futile it was to try drown out your noises. he pulls out, turning you around and shoves you to your knees as he begins to pump himself. he groans as white ropes of his cum paint your flushed face. your lick off some from the corner of your lips as he smirks.
“this look suits you much better.”
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✦ an: with genshin dropping so much scara content and in celebration with his release approaching very quickly, i just had to write something about him to keep myself absolutely insane. and with this, my blog now loses its sfw tag<3
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amica-aenigmata-naboo · 6 months
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🖤✨ Welcome! ✨🖤
Hello lovely! 💖 Thank you so much for finding your way to my page! My name is Naboo and I am a 24 year old smut addict who has turned to her own devices and gone feral 👹 Requests are OPEN - I write for whoever so don't be shy - Submit a request and I just might write it!
Feel free to ask/say anything as this blog is a safe space for all! 😇
👽 Rules of the Lair 👽
I do write NSFW as well as SFW; all NSFW works will be marked as such (NSFW 18+).
I try to write my characters gender neutral and use they/them pronouns so everyone can be included. If a fic is not gender neutral it will be listed as such.
Hateful or negative behavior is not tolerated here, you will be blocked and publicly shamed.
Other than all that - enjoy! I really look forward to posting more and interacting with all of you fine folk! :D
MASTERLIST
🥵 - Smut
🍦 - Fluff
🎭 - Angst
🏳️‍🌈 - Gender Neutral
🥀 - Female
🌙 - Male
🚫 - Mature Content
🪐 - Personal Favorite
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Baldurs Gate III
Series:
COLLISION - Astarion X Y/N - isekai series
🏳️‍🌈🥵🍦🎭
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5 NSFW 18+
chapter 6 NSFW 18+
chapter 7 NSFW 18+
Aeterna Amantes - Astarion x Y/N - series
🏳️‍🌈🥵🍦🎭🚫🪐
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4 NSFW 18+
Drabbles/Oneshots:
Do You Love Me? - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐
Stardust - Astarion x Y/N - isekai 🚫🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
700 Years - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
Part 2
Good Boys - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Sleep Well Pet - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈
Show Me What You Like NSFW 18+ - Astarion x Y/N 🥵🍦🥀
Fae Folly NSFW 18+ - Astarion x Y/N 🥵🍦🥀
Every Lifetime - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🏳️‍🌈
Part 2
Never Afraid Again - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🏳️‍🌈🪐
All The Things Love Could Be - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Midnight Zone - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Undead Heart - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐
Past, Present, Future - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Eternal - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Little Mouse - NSFW 18+ - Haarlep x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🚫
Endlessly - NSFW 18+ - Astarion x plus size! Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🪐
Part 2
Satisfaction - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Magnificent - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
Comfortable - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🚫
Unfinished - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Help - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
Lucky For You I'm A Vampire - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+ 🍦🚫🥵🪐🏳️‍🌈
Penance - Astarion x Y/N x Abdirak NSFW 18+ 🍦🚫🥵🪐🥀🎭
Looks - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
I See You - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Spawn - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Hurt - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Rage - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🎭
Scared - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐
Nightmare - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Shrink - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Used - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
Humanity - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐
May I? - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Bind - Astarion x Nonbinary! Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
As You Wish - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
Irrevocably Yours - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐
Monster - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🎭
Hypersexual - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭
Kind - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈
Scars - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐
Sunwalker - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🍦
Devotion - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦
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DPR IAN / Christian Yu
Drabbles/Oneshots
Mito - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈
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flowerxbunnie · 4 months
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idk if you did it already but i neeeed your version of the nsfw alphabet ( matt or chris idrc i just need it ) 😩😩
NSFW Alphabet
Matthew Sturniolo
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OKAY WITH SMUT OR ARE A MINOR
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He’s an angel when it comes to aftercare! He rubs your back (or your legs if you bounced on him for a while) and def makes sure you get cleaned up, he’s deathly afraid of you getting a UTI 😂
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favorite body part on himself is his waist, we’ve ALLLL seen the way this man loves a slutty little slightly cropped shirt. He knows he looks good
His favorite on you is your back. He loves the way he can see the two lines of muscle running down your spine and the dip in the middle as he’s hitting it from the back. Also the way he can stick his thumbs into the little dimples at the bottom 😏
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
This man is OBSESSEDDDD with seeing you swallow his cum. He thinks it’s the hottest thing ever when you stick your tongue out to show him you swallowed every drop
If you’re not feeling down for swallowing it, he’ll go for whatever you want!
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
….we all know at this point. This man is RUNNING through smutty fics and constantly getting ideas 😈 has a whole folder full of his favs to refer back to
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Not a super crazy body count, but he for sure knows what he’s doing and makes sure you’re pleased
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He loves to watch you bounce on him, he likes that he can see your pretty face and can feel in control when he grabs your hips to guide you, or be more submissive when you hold his hands down
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He definitely makes jokes when the time is right but he likes to keep it serious for the most part!
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Kinda like his stubble, he’ll let it grow out for a bit and then give it a nice trim. Never fully bald down there though, he doesn’t like the way it looks 😂
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He LOVES to fuck, but when you make love.. he’s going all out. Throwing out so many compliments, caressing every inch of your skin, lighting candles, picking a playlist of songs. He usually does all the work when he’s feeling lovey dovey too 🥹
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Oh this man JERKS it. When he’s not with you he will literally call you and beg for you to guide him through it. And if you’re busy you already know he’s going into a hidden folder with plenty of pics and videos of you!
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Call me crazy butttt… I think matt would call you his puppy ✋🏻 no elaboration needed
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He lovesssss car sex, especially road head. He loves finding spots to park at and bend you over the hood 😇
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
For some reason he’s really turned on when you cop an attitude with him. He loves to be the one to put you back in your place
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Piss/shit 🚫🚫 he would literally throw up if you even jokingly asked
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Maybe a hot take.. but I think he prefers getting head. Obviously he would never turn down the opportunity to rub his stubble between your thighs 😈 but he loves seeing you work your hardest on your knees to please him
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Both! He knows the perfect times to switch up his pace to drive you crazyyy. But if he had to pick he would go for slow but deep, rough strokes
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He prefers to take his time and make it a good experience, but he would never turn down a quickie! He loves when you drag him off into a bathroom because you can’t hold out until you get home
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
For most things! He’s pretty open minded and is always looking for new ideas and ways to please you/himself
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
1 😂 2 on a good night. He uses so much energy teasing and edging you and when he finally does cum, he is SPENT
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He keeps a bunch of pretty vibes, whips, handcuffs etc to use on you! He doesn’t really prefer them for himself but occasionally will let you hold a bullet vibrator against him while you suck him off 😇😇
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Oh he is SUCH a tease. He’s always pushing you to your limits. He loves to hear you beg and plead
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s not a screamer by any means but he makes sure you know when he’s feeling good. He groans and pants a lot, and sometimes a moan will slip out and he always blushes a tiny bit hehe
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He LOVES when you take him lingerie shopping with you. He gets to help you pick out what he’s gonna tear off of you later 😇 good luck in the fitting room btw!
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Above average by a little, but it’s nice and thick, plenty enough to fill you up. He knows how to work it 🤓
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
This man is a freakkkkk. At least 4 times a week if not everyday.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He likes to make sure you feel well taken care of afterwards so he does his best to stay awake and make sure you’re all good before he cleans himself and dozes off!
Taglist: @lustfulslxt @whotfisade @soursturniolo @recklesssturniolo @lxvlysworld @chrisolivia4l @kiarastromboli @mattnchrisworld @cupidsword @kvtie444 @xplrfear @knowingnothingnoel
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ratedfleur · 2 months
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nsfw x links
🚫: links below contain 18+ content.
📃: enhypen, nct dream, seventeen, tbz, evnne, stray kids, kep1er, stayc, ive, aespa, loona
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[link] sunoo likes to blow off some steam by sucking off his favorite hyungs at hybe.
[link] you knew mark and renjun were fucking behind your back but then your pussy just grows wet at the sound of them fucking.
[link] sometimes vernon likes to please his sweet baby when she’s feeling a little sulky when he doesn’t properly pay attention to her.
[link] this is exactly how juyeon wants you to kiss him when you’re in control, going pliant in your hands.
[link] you and mingyu in his favorite position to put you in.
[link] most of the time, jeonghyeon likes to focus licking at your nipple whilst simultaneously touching your pussy.
[link] jaemin’s sneaky mid-game nudes.
[link] jeongin taking sneaky pics of him fucking you from behind, loving the sight of you just bending over for him and only him.
[link] sometimes dayeon likes to dress up in school uniforms to entice you to fuck her knowing that you liked corrupting her a few months ago, reliving the memory.
[link] right after an award show, another fellow idol rewarded isa with a long fuck after she received one.
[link] you liked it when liz cried underneath you, you couldn’t help but snap a picture of her just once as a memory.
[link] with karina as your girlfriend, she’s obsessed with sending you videos of her tits just so you could come over and cover them in cum.
[link] when you noticed how winter was looking stressed on the set of black mamba, you took her over to your apartment to give her a little reward for doing well.
[link] when jinsoul was feeling risky, she would purposely fuck herself in the fire exit where people could easily replace the dildo inside of her.
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Accidentally walking in on you doing it with someone else
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Scenario: you were doing the deed with your favorite boy, no need to beat the bush there. The one difference here is that one of the other brothers catches you two in the act.
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💙LUCIFER
- he was just looking for you to talk about a proyect Diavolo had proposed to him earlier. Failing to find you in your room he suspected you were at Mammon's, there was no need for him to think otherwise. You two always seemed closed, specially lately.
- its was when he walked into the room of his brother and saw said brother's car moving back and forth even though it was parked in place.
- will just stand where he is at for thw next 5 seconds before slowly leaving the room with a very disturbed face
- lucifer has seen many things but this? This... he will take a good while to recover from. Just imagine being a dad and you walk into your kid doing it with their partner, it'd be gross! He has all the right to have that face right now
- goes from being the avatar of pride to the avatar of embarrasment, he is not ok after seeing that, not at all
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💛MAMMON
- searching for his partner in crime to test out a new plan of his, you werent in your room however so he had to start searching.
- after some walking around HoL he managed to hear your voice in the library, however it wasnt the typical tone he was used to hearing so much. In fact for a second he feared you were hurt, making him pick up his pace.
- he slammed open the doors only to find you and Satan... playing twister on one of the seats there.
- Satan and you were rightfully pissed yet embarrassed, however the individual who takes the trauma is Mammon! He, like the eldest, will just stand there, horrified for a few seconds, before finally reacting and getting mad at Satan for being this close to you
- watch as the siblings begin to argue over who should be with you and why, maybe while at it you and Satan should at least cover up (or at least you should cause i think Satan would br too pissed to bother)
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🧡LEVIATHAN
- a new episode of a show that he's been watching lately finally came out and he must rant his thoughts to you now
- its only when he is heading to your room that he notices something coming from the twin's room. But hey, a little quick peak wont do him harm right? Afterall, Beel and Belphie arent anything but a pair of chill boys :)
- boy was he wrong, in fact he was so wrong about what he thought he'd see that he lets out a short but hearable screech that you get to catch.
- will actually just dissapear into tin air when you and beel turn around to the door, worried about who could be dear anyways
- as Levi runs to hide in his room all kinds of thoughts pass by his mind, fear, embarrasment, jealousy, i think we all know he'd be upset that you didnt end up picking him as your partner but that isnt as important as the horrific view that he had access too
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💚SATAN
- he was waiting for you at the main entrance so you two could head to the new cat cafe that was opened recently with Solomon
- seeing you not appearing in time like usual however made him concerned and a bit annoyed, there are cats to pet and live MC you cant juat waste his time like this!
- heading to checking at your room he heard your voice coming from Lucifer's office. Just what did you do to get in trouble? And why was it without him!?
- all previous thoughts are thrown at the window the moment he sees lucifer's naked butt with you going feral of his desk, he actually gags in disgust and runs out just as fast as he walked in
- its enough to catch yours and lucifer's attention to quickly stop and gets dressed.
- anyways, good luck with your cat adventure now cause the vibes wont be good between you and Satan
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💖ASMODEUS
- needed your help with a photoshoot of his later today, he just couldnt pick the outfits and if he took any longer then things would just get more complex later on. Come on MC he looks great in almost anything! He cant just choose by himself!!
- he was heading to your room when he sensed a familiar feeling coming from one of his older brother's room. Levi? Funny, he questions just what is he doing or watching and why is he having such a lovely time without him?! He wants to watch, even if its just some honry anime he's cool with it :))
- he opened the door with no shame and his jaw would dropped by what he saw, you on top of Levi in his bedtub following the fashion rules of nature... there being no rules of fashion because nature has no clothes
- being the avatar of lust he started teasing you both for doing the dirty together, he starts to also give critizism on what you two are doing leading to Levi getting angry and yelling at him to get out
- once kicked out of the room however Asmo starts to feel bad, not for pissing off Levi but because he jusy shouldnt have entered like that, to any room, that lustful feeling he felt left the moment you two noticed him enter the room, of course it would get akward
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❤BEELZEBUB
-Was showering after quite the training session of today, he was also to busy thinking about what to eat to listen to the wild animal noises going on in his shared bedroom.
- funny enough he kind of just walks in but barely pays attention, like he knows its you two but also just doesnt care. As long as neither you or belphegor are hurt or such then he has no reason to worry.
- he'll say hi to you two and leave his stuff on his bed before leaving afterwards to get back on his own stuff. I know this is a repetive idea but it just makes sense that not a single thought goes through beel's head.
- he kind of works like a kid walking in such a scene thinking his parents are just playing twister only for years later realize the truth, but with the difference that, once again, we wont pay much attention to it anyways
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💜BELPHEGOR
- oh the poor boy is about to see some things when planning to ask Asmo for some pillows for a prank him and Satan have been working on.
- instead he has caught you in the most bizarre of positions with the avatar of lust. Im sure we both know just how traumatized the cow boy might be by the sight.
- Asmo will notice, but not stop, instead he'll make you scream his name louder just for funsies and to make belphie more disturbed.
- sleep? Belphie needs no sleep? Avatar of sloth? Naaaaahhh he is the complete oposite now, he is doing just fine being awake and not sleeping. He is quite right now because he is planning on how not to sleep today, not because he is absolutely traumatized but because he just doesnt wanna sleep today🙂 he is good, stop asking and let him be🙂
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