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[bwambiee]

𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

this lil’ drabble is inspired by the lovely @zeijias ♡ her drabble of isagi being a perv while pretending to be a goody two-shoes just scratched my brain so right i had to add on to the agenda! pls check out her works they’ve got me blushin’ ૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings ꒱ྀིა smut ⸝ drabble ⸝ fem! reader ⸝ isagi being a perv ⸝ mean isagi agenda ⸝ aged up chara’s (21+) ⸝ dirty talk ⸝ mentions of face-sitting

campus crush yoichi is just the sweetest boy in your psychology class, who you just found out is an exercise science major and he’s got the prettiest sapphire eyes you’ve ever seen. classmates turned best friends came easily to you two even if sometimes you both could see that the line is slightly blurred from how impeccably close you two are. after spending every waking moment together in freshman and sophomore year, it’s like muscle memory for you to run to him at even the smallest ounce of juicy gossip, tugging his sleeve as you look up into his eyes and nuzzle into his arm as you explain the drama of a recent friend, or how you complain over your classes whilst wearing his hoodie. but who could blame you? he was sweet and understanding, and felt like home. but it was clear that you two had something. and the both of you didn’t have the guts to act on it yet.

of course you only see what’s on the outside, goody two-shoes isagi who sometimes walks in late for psych, who always always opens the door for you, who covers your drink at parties when you need to use the bathroom and even bends down so his ear is at level with your face so he can hear you over the booming music, who always buys you your favorite drink or snack before your morning classes start because you stayed up a little later than normal and he knows you haven’t had breakfast yet. he was just so pure and flawless you could never guess that he was secretly eyeing you like the last piece of candy at a sweets shop. especially when you wear that miniskirt that can most definitely show what color panties you're wearing and the curve of your ass if you weren’t careful.

isagi freaking loses it when you stroll up to him all casually, your eyes looking up at him while you bat your eyelashes and flash him that sweet smile, your soft hands tugging on the sleeve of his hoodie as you lead him towards the library so you two can study for an upcoming test. yeah . . . ‘study’. what he’s really studying is how good your legs look when you cross them together, how good they’d look resting over his shoulders when he pounds into your pussy without mercy, growling into your ear about how fucking tight you are, or how good your shoulders and neck would look covered in marks he’d purposely leave on you so that the boy in your statistics class would get a hint that you weren’t meant to be shared with. nothing drives him wild as his thought run amok, dreaming of your plush thighs surrounding his head as he imagines you sitting on his face, pretty pussy dripping honey onto his tongue as you let out soft mewls and whines of his name when he sucks your clit just right, gripping onto your ass cheeks so he can move you back and forth on his tongue as you hold onto his headboard for dear life.

he inwardly groans as he imagines sinking into your pussy, sticking his whole cock into you in one hard thrust as he robs you of every single slither of oxygen when you gasp and do nothing but hold onto him tightly. he’d destroy you, the frustration of playing cat and mouse with you when really he just wants to play house and stop fucking around. the need for his true feelings comes out slightly when he sees you bite the top of your pencil, slightly groaning as you lean in close to him, not-so-subtly showing off how good your tits looked in the top and mention how the barista that had made your latte was cute and he grips his mechanical pencil tightly, digging it into his notebook when he stares at your lips, pursed in concentration, smiling about that stupid fucking barista.

damn tease.

his mind wanders again, thinking about how you’d claw his back as he imagines your tight, velvety walls gripping his cock as he makes you see stars.

“such a tight little pussy YN. All for me, yeah?” he’d pant against your ear. “you think you can keep up this innocent act around me, mhm? you don’t think i can see the little game you’re playing? you can mention another guy’s name in your mouth, but it’s my cock you come all over, and it’s my name you fuckin’ scream.” he growls, gripping onto your hips so he can bully that sweet spot in you and you would let out the most prettiest cry.

“n-no more—nnh!” you would moan. “it’s too much y-yoichi!” you’d whisper pleadingly, watery eyes hazy as your mind would be too fucked out to even form a coherent sentence. he’d do nothing but grin at you and just leans forward, folding you in half.

“t-too much y-yoichi!” he’d mock you with an insufferable smirk, one hand sneaking up to grip your tits and the other on your tummy so he can feel his dick move in and out of you lazily, pussy throbbing around him as his fingers slowly tease you clit in slow, deliberate movements, grunting since he can feel you squeezing him so fucking good.

“don’t be a quitter sweetheart.”

and fire would spread across your oversensitive body, writhing and spasming as isagi robs you of an orgasm that’s sure to send you over the moon.

well of course, you’d feel that euphoric feeling if you’d stop playing cat and mouse.

[moonartemisia]

Just panel shots of Kaiser being Kaiser (as in effortlessly fine asf despite his bad hair day)

[lachatalovematcha]

｡･:*✶.★ネコぱらvol.４🐾Neko 🐱 Para vol.４★･:✶*｡. バニラとチョコラ💕🍓🌈コスプレ

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꒰ 🍮 ⊹ ˚ .🤎 チョコラ【Chocola】♡🍫₊˚⊹♡

⊹ ︶⏝ ⊹ ⏝︶ ⊹

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅バニラ【Vanilla】⋅, ☆🍨₊ ⊹

˖˚⊹ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ⊹˚˖˖˚⊹ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ⊹˚˖˖˚⊹ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ⊹˚˖

₊˚.⋆🌈⋆⁺₊ココナツ【Coconut 】⊹˖🌺🥥🌴｡˚

⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡💕 ⋆୨୧˚୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ 🌰⭑‧₊˚✩彡

[dabisbratz]

DILFY BIKER LEON-

yea): been thinkin bout him in a biker-gang with claire, chris, n rebecca! they’ve all got matchin leather jackets, probably with their gang logo on the back/by the collar!! leon definitely wears his a lil tighter, can see his biceps flexin through the fabric.. n the stubble on his chin, the age in his face…a wrinkle between his brow..his voice that gets deeper n deeper ?! (yes i am thinkin of id leon, howd you know?!)

i imagine b4 you met he was veryvery reckless. speedin, drunk drivin, got into a lot of fights n races n crashes on his bike. but then he met you, a sweet n handsome lil thing, n knew he’d have to clean up his act if he wanted to keep you on his arm !!

n e ways, he always jokes about how he’s gonna break his old, fragile back on his motorcycle one day but it doesn’t stop him from ridin around town with his pretty boy sittin behind him !!

sometimes it’s the other way around, you sittin it front while he steers. but that’s only if he’s feelin real dangerous, he’ll slip his hands into your pants n tell you tkeep your eyes forward. but he’d never let anythin happen to you for real!

he especially likes when you wear his jacket (in private.. cause why would he want you a tbe target of dangerous people ?!) with nothin else under it.. definitely wouldn’t cover much, but it looks hot, n he’s got a thing for lettin others know you’re all his!!

jerkin you off with the fabric of his jacket so he can watch you spill all over it.. n in return he’ll paint your face ૮꒰ྀི ´∩∩` ꒱ྀིა

he’s got an old man phone n lockscreen (a brand of phone you’ve never ever seen before. he doesn’t even know what it’s called n if you look it up, it’s discontinued), but if you unlock his phone his wallpaper changes into a pic of his cock measured up with your face !! can scold him for it all you want, he jus thinks you look so cute with his dick draped over you.. what’s a man to do ?! he’s a proud boyfriend !! ytake it like a champ anyway

[softcarebears]

crushes are basically like unsolved mystery/murder cases...they got you pacing around in your room like sherlock homes and the only way you can find out who the suspect is if you confess your feelings to them ♡.

[miffyheartz]

[mrsoharaa]

❥Ꮺ Currently thinking about the way you'd sneakily, sinfully slip yourself beneath the weighted warmth of your shared covers and travel your way down to the destination of your greedy, lustrous intent. Small palms would gently fondle and massage his thick, strong thighs as you plant teasing, ghost like kisses amongst each inner thigh on your way down. Your lips finally finding their way into his tightening briefs as you carefully, diligently refrain his throbbing, hot length straining painfully against his confinements.

Carefully pumping him, you give the bulbous, dark brown tip a delicate kiss. Hearing nothing but the sound of stifled grunts and grumbles bellowing within the thicken air, your wide, doe eyes swiftly meet up to his. Wallowing momentarily at the gentlness his dark, curls of mahogany drapes over the allure of his awakening features.

The imminent longing, still exhausted gaze beaming down at you with such hazed confliction. Thick brows knit softly together as his wide right hand swindles its way into your tresses. Each long, thick digit prying into every strand it could mangle its way into, his hips slightly shifting as his haze slowly gnaws out from his inclined peaceful slumber.

"Aye dios cariño, so early in the morning with you" his rasp voice barrens with a steep chuckle, thumb gently caressing the root of your head with tender strokes. Awakening irises of hued copper peering down at you with such amusement and glee. Hefty breaths hitching slightly with each pump of your supple palm.

You simply hum softly against his twitching head, giving it another chaste kiss as your hand continues to steadily stroke along the hardening, fervent shaft. Your thumb brisking over the tender of his sensitive tip.

"Couldn't help it baby...I was getting hungry" you bat your full lashes up at him with such weighted immodesty, shrouding the forged sweet and innocent guise with such oozing depravity and ascending lust burning against your tongue and heated stare.

Sends an erratic, buzzing pulse down the stride of Miguel's stirring, awakening firm figure. A fuzzy, torrid sensation rutting at the midst of his solid hips. As his mind instantly flips into a ravenous, boundless awry abyss. Nothing but the prudent, vile thoughts of having you in between his legs and letting you have your way with him, triggered his animistic, unwavering hunger for you.

His fingers weaves more profusely into your hair, a mere deep hum reverberating against his tightening chest. God, how badly he wanted to flip the positions and ravish you ever so desperately and greedily. Just to have his tongue deprive you from all sense of maneuvering even in the slightest. To have you cry, whimper and plea out for more of his insatiable, sensuous touches.

"Such a tempting offer, Nena...but we are at your parent's lake house for Thanksgiving, I think it's best that we don't do anything provocative right now...especially when they're bedroom is right next to ours" he gently assures with lighten strokes through your hair, flinching airily when he feels your welcoming soft breaths seep into his bare flesh. Coaxing his painfully pulsating cock within your comforting, tender grasp.

Deeply inhales a breath when he feels your tongue glide along the slit of his leaking tip, cursing shakily under his Spanish tongue. Wrangling his prolong fingers through each strand of your hair with added pressure, his cock agonizingly throbbing amongst your vexing motions.

"...They're only two doors down baby...besides一" you continue to pump his twitching length with your silken palm, basking a warm breath along his sweltering flesh as your eyes gleam at him with such dire want and kindled mischief. Lips nearly centimeters away from his pulsating dick.

"I know you want this just as much as I do...you'll just have to try to stay quiet while I devour you Miggy~" and not a moment after your mildly provocative statement had recited through his burning ears, Miguel could not take his hands (or any part of his body for that matter), off of you from that start of a morning. ‹3

[mafiasahina]

[Tsukasa walks past every other goon in the hall, holding what appears to be a package. He had just recently opened it, finding a phone inside. It was a gift from Harumichi, he figured. And if it's a gift from Harumichi, that probably means there's a tracker installed.]

[So naturally, he crushed it and put it back inside the package so he can take it to the trash.]

[Along the way, however, he's not paying much attention as he accidentally bumps into someone, dropping the package to the ground.]

Oof!

[Tsukasa doesn't seem to react much to the package falling, only tucking it under his arm as he makes eye contact with the person he bumped into.]

Hm...?

[Tsukasa wonders if he has seen this person before…]

-@chef-kasa-official

[ She stood there stiffly for a moment, looking at him oddly. ]

.. Sorry.

[satoruwiki]

quick! no context given, just follow you instincts and vote~

[jennidewdroplet]

im not cryinf you areo shur uo

[kquil]

FOR ALL MY DARLINGS HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!

I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH! THANK YOU FOR GIVING MY SILLY LITTLE FANFICS A CHANCE!

[moonartemisia]

These two are really going berserk sksksksks

[lachatalovematcha]

🩷 ˖˚˳⊹ 🩵✿⃬⃝₊💕˚🎀🐰 ֪ ࣪ 🍥🩷 ˖˚˳⊹ 🩵

[chuuyrr]

i don't know if it's the iced coffee i'm having rn but thinking of chuuya, and nsfw/suggestive below the cut ⊹.(づᴗ˂⁎)˚. !

thinking abt chuuya having you sit on his lap, all pretty and comfy :< and then, he is occasionally sipping on a glass of wine as his lips were mostly on your neck and the spot behind your ear. he just knows the areas that make you shiver in all the right ways—and his HAND.

i can imagine him without his gloves off and his fingers are just touching you in all the right places too. when it feels too good and maybe a bit too much, that it makes you squirm and whimper on his lap ?? he just hushes you sweetly, and continues to do so anyways, not allowing you to squirm away !! ૮꒰ つᯅ⊂ ꒱ა ՞ˎˊ˗

[yeonhwrts]

◂ ★ good boy - soobin ◯ ‹𝟹 💌

Thinking about riding soobin after a rough day . The moment you confess that today wasn't great for you and you feel quiet stressed soobinnie , like the good boy he is offers to make love to you. He'd eat you out and stretch you out with this long and thick digits till you're crying from the over stimulation. He eats you out and laps up your juices like it's his day job. He's very keen on putting your pleasure and distracting you , so he'd do anything, i mean anything you'd ask him to. You wanna ride him ?? Yes please. You want to tie him up too ?? Fuck yes. Enters big dick soobin who doesn't know how to use his big cock , he lets you use him as you please. He gets heavy on being degraded . He loves that you're using him as your personal fuck toy , to reach your own pleasure. He has already came twice but he's a good boy so he lets you overstimulate him till you're falling apart on his cock .

[taro-miilk]

husband & wife motorcycle midnight 🏍️

“the city used to draw me in, but now i’m finding myself happier at home in the valley” 💬