#Mr. Shūgo

[lovemeian]

don’t tell gwen but bUT

thinking very hard.,,,, about mr. meian shūgo,,, who wants lots of kids.,,,, like,,, a volleyball team of ‘em

so he can be captain again like

sundays are spent hauling them to the spacious backyard (that he bought the house specifically for), putting them in teams and grinning wildly whilst teaching them all day during the weekends.

like

imagine surprising him by putting ya’ll team of kids in black team shirts with his surname whew

he would cry

then ask for more kids

[novelnekomata]

Welcome to the depths.

Persephone’s masterlist! Progress guide.

Haikyū!!

† Karasuno

𓅩 Kageyama Tobio

𓅩 Hinata Shōyo

𓅩 Tsukishima Kei

- Mr. Vanilla (birthday drabble, NSFW)

𓅩 Sugawara Kōshi

- First Day (Teacher’s Day special, SFW)

- Teacher’s Day (Teacher’s Day special pt. 2? NSFW)

- Tainted (series)

𓅩 Sawamura Daichi

- Head Empty, Only...: cop!Daichi

† Nekoma

𓃠 Kuroo Tetsurō

- Head Empty, Only...: tutor!Kuroo (NSFW)

𓃠 Kozume Kenma

- Head Empty, Only...: CEO!Kenma

𓃠 Haiba Lev

† Aoba Johsai

♔ Oikawa Tōru

- Off The Wall (NSFW)

♔ Iwaizumi Hajime

♔ Matsukawa Issei

♔ Hanamaki Takahiro

† Shiratorizawa

𓅇 Ushijima Wakatoshi

𓅇 Semi Eita

- One For The Road (NSFW, groupie!reader)

𓅇 Tendō Satori

- Head Empty, Only... chocolatier!Tendō (NSFW)

† Fukurodani

𓅓 Bokuto Kōtarō

𓅓 Akaashi Keiji

𓅓 Konoha Akinori

† Inarizaki

this is technically a jackal symbol but it’s okay MSBY, foxes are of the same family :’)

𓃢 Miya Atsumu

𓃢 Miya Osamu

𓃢 Suna Rintaro

- I Can Not Fall In Love With You (series)

𓃢 Kita Shinsuke

𓃢 Ojiro Aran

† The Others

~ Sakusa Kiyoomi

- Toothpaste Kisses (NSFW)

~ Meian Shūgo

~ Inunaki Shion

~ Nicollas Romero

Jujutsu Kaisen

† Jujutsu Tech

❍ Fushiguro Megumi

❍ Itadori Yūji

❍ Kugisaki Nobara

❍ Zenin Maki

❍ Okkotsu Yūta

❍ Inumaki Toge

† The Adults

❒ Gojō Satoru

❒ Getō Suguru

❒ Nanami Kento

❒ Ryomen Sukuna

Tokyo Revengers

Arc wise. Bonten Mikey & Toman Mikey are separated, etc.

† Tokyo Manji

- Safe and Sound (birthday drabble for Mikey, fluff)

† Bonten

† Valhalla

† Black Dragon

† Three Deities

Obey Me!

Already set in its own version of hell so Hades be damned.

† Avatars of Sin

ψ Lucifer

ψ Mammon

- Surprise Guest! (birthday drabble, very suggestive)

ψ Leviathan

ψ Satan

ψ Asmodeus

ψ Beelzebub

ψ Belphegor

† The Others

ψ Simeon

ψ Solomon

ψ Diavolo

Genshin Impact

† Mondstadt

❊ Kaeya

❊ Diluc

❊ Albedo

❊ Lisa

❊ Jean

† Liyue

❊ Zhongli

❊ Xiao

† Inazuma

❊ Kazuha

❊ Ei

❊ Scaramouche

† Snezhnaya

❊ Tartaglia

- Sea Spirit (angst drabble)

- A Day In The Life (husband!Childe headcanons)

† The Others

❊ Dainsleif because he’s hot

Tears of Themis

† NXX

- the boys as your boyfriend

- the boys as your husband

- the boys during sex

- picrews!

⚖︎ King

⚖︎ Raven

⚖︎ Libra

⚖︎ Adjudicator

[bokutoslittlebird]

i love the meian drabble bb-chan!!! i-i was hoping to see how meian would turn his wife into his dumb little baby, just fucking her slowly as his wife is babbling incoherent things to him. Maybe making her squirt too? God I'm having brainrot for meian as a daddy 😫

Honestly I was gonna add it in but it was already getting long so I was like “if people want the rest I’ll do it but let’s give them this first” so yeah I expected it too. Meian is the best daddy, change my mind.

A Job of a Housewife pt. 2

“Thank you, baby girl. That was a good stress reliever,” he sighs, patting your head. Your plump lips are still wrapped around his cock, making sure to suckle on it to get every drop. With his words, you release yourself with a wet pop and show him your mouth, saliva coating every surface with little remnants of his white seed, but most of it gone. An approved nod has you peeking up, standing and giving him his kiss before going to the kitchen. He follows you, eager to have some food in his belly.

Even if he’s a bit tired, he knows to follow routine. With you perched so delicately upon his lap, you feed him spoonfuls of the stew and he kisses you, giving you your own share of the food. This is how it always is — an intimate dinner routine where you feed him and he feeds you. With the blowjob you just gave him, you’re wet and needy and can’t help squirming on his lap. His shorts can’t hide the arousal dripping from you nor the hard cock of your husband as you continue to squirm. You know it’s selfish to ask for something to get off on, but you can’t help it.

“Do you need me to take care of you some more, Daddy?” Purring in his ear, you bring another spoonful to his lips. He eagerly accepts it, but takes it all without sharing. A pout forms as you realize he’s upset at you. He always does that. When his warm eyes meet yours, you find he is not upset at you, but rather he has found a new emotion to express. Lust.

“You always know just what to say, don’t you?” He presses a kiss to your cheek, sending you giggling. The shattering of the porcelain plate has you jumping, wide eyes looking at the mess on the floor. It’s only for a moment, however, until Meian puts you on the table. With his height, it’s an easily accessible hard surface to fuck you on. Speaking of easily accessible.. “you’re wearing Daddy’s favorite panties, I see,”

“But I’m not wearing anything?” Your cute little head tilt has his chest squeezing. You’re just so adorable, he can’t believe you’re all his.

“My favorite panties on you are no panties, babydoll, don’t you remember?” He boops your nose, earning more giggles from you. Your little pussy is nice and slick, pulsing with need from the earlier blowjob you gave him. Normally you’d be able to wait until after dinner, but it seems like you just craved for more. Who was he to deny you?

First he pulls your dress down, not taking it off. Pulling it down enough for your breasts to spill over, perky nipples standing in the cold air. Your cute cunt puckered from between your thighs while your eyes glance at him, waiting to see what he’ll do. There’s really no reason for hesitation — you’re already prepared for him!

Taking his cock out of its fabric prison, he pumps his length once or twice to make sure he’s nice and hard. Collecting your arousal on his tip is one of his favorite things, watching as you whine and squirm for more, the liquid strands connecting you two when he pulls away briefly. He can’t resist you any longer, pushing past your folds and holding you down. Your head is thrown back, tongue hanging out as you moan. He’s always too big to handle all at once, so he has to stop halfway. Usually.

This time, he doesn’t stop. You don’t tell him to, either. He needs to spend off that extra energy, even if it’s a bit painful. Your cunt is spasming around his length, tears spilling from your eyes as you continues to push into you. Peppered kisses litter your face as silent apologies as he bottoms out in you, tip pressing against your cervix. Dainty hands are firmly planted on his shoulders, nails digging in as you bear with the pain. Soon enough, the pain is almost gone as you wiggle your hips, the heavy weight pressing onto you comforting. A pretty little whine is all you need for him to pull out until the tip is left, slamming back in.

A scream erupts from you, back arching as you take him all in. It’s a pleasurable pain that’s bearable and adds to the height of arousal. Your fingers thread through his strands of hair, tugging as he cock rubs your sensitive, gummy walls. You don’t need any clit stimulation, but Meian won’t let you miss out on it. A thick thumb comes and presses onto the bundle of nerves, legs tightening around his as you let out a guttural groan, muscles constricting. It’s not enough.

When your orgasm finally erupts, you feel the drool spilling out as you squeeze him like a vice. Your husband groans, feeling you sucking him in. Instead of his hips stuttering as he reaches his own end, he keeps his pace and gets rougher in his thrusts. He has so much built up stress that he needs to release but he wants you to enjoy it, too. With his thumb still working on your clit and the sloppy squelching noises as his hips collide with your skin, you find yourself quickly finding yourself having another orgasm.

“Da-uh!” Your eyes are rolling as you feel another buildup of an orgasm but he doesn’t stop. Continuing to pound into you, your walls fluttering around him until your nails are sharply pulling on his dark tresses, a growl from him that has him spilling into you. With another scream, you spray your juices on him, wetting his shirt and having it drop onto his cock and balls. He doesn’t move, feeling your walls clenching and unclenching as you come down from your high.

“You made a mess, doll. You gotta clean Daddy up,” he murmurs, running his thumbs over your tear streaks, collecting the liquid on his skin. You only moan in response as he moves, legs shaking as he chuckles. “I guess I made a mess out of you, too,”

[bokutoslittlebird]

Haikyuu Characters as Husbands/Dads [Meian, Osamu]

Semi will be released at a later date (because I lost his and don’t know where it went 😥)

Meian - 2 sons

> I'd love for this man to be my husband, no lie. He's supportive and so attractive, like there is no downside. Plus, he's funny, but can be strict when he needs to be so kids actually like him.

> Husband Meian is one of the best because while he has his own responsibilities, he always makes time to spend with you. He takes care of you (so you don't have to work) and he's a great support system. Also, you visiting him at practice? You're like the team mom because everyone loves you.

> This man, oh my gosh. His dick is big, I know it is. He's one of the few who has to prep you heavily before he gets on with the main course, but it is so delicious when he does. Sex can sometimes be spontaneous, but he usually saves some energy to get back home and please you before bath time and then bed. On his days off, morning sex is common and sometimes he just gets so horny. It's like everything you do is so unbelievably hot.

> Now, children. Children, for him, is not something he necessarily needs in his life. If you don't want kids because you don't like them or you can't, that's fine. He won't push the issue. If you want kids and can't have them, he'll look into adoption places. You want him to get you pregnant? Congratulations, you unlocked the Breeding Kink badge. Collect it once you can walk again! But for real, with the consent to finish inside you, he is in heaven.

> The pregnancy process is a normal one, surprisingly. Once more your pillar, he is there when you feel sick or are in pain. He also promises to share in the responsibilities once the child is born, since he hears you getting up constantly because of the baby. He doesn't go to every doctor visit, but he does try to go to the ones that matter. Also, MSBY loves when you come around because they can fawn over you.

> Bokuto probably fawns over you the most, but Hinata's right there with him. Sometimes, Meian has to tell them to skedaddle because they forgot they're volleyball players and not daycare workers. Atsumu also fawns over you, but he doesn't do it as much. Sakusa.. he doesn't like babies that much. They're kind of gross, in his opinion, but he seems to understand the fuss once he feels the baby moving (after he's gotten used to it).

> The due date arrives and Meian is completely calm. He is aware that it would happen today and is prepared. He seems calm, but is actually panicking. He worries about any complications, but he tries to stay positive for you. When you're squeezing his hand and cursing him for putting a baby in you, he is actually sorry. He feels so guilty, but he kisses your hand and your forehead, telling you how proud he is and how much he loves you. Once the screams of a small child fill the room, you're both crying from happiness.

> You deal with the child most of the time, but you do take your kid to practices and matches. Once the kid can be taken to practices, it's over for organized practices. Everyone's cooing and looking at the baby, telling you how proud you must be and how they're so cute. Of course, Inunaki jokes that the only reason it's cute is because you're the mother, because Meian has no good features. Anyways, everyone does extra work that day.

> Meian can't be there as much as he wants to be, so he often makes up for it by holding his promise of helping out at night. He may be exhausted from the day, but he knows you'd be even more exhausted after dealing with his spawn after the day is over. It also helps the kid get used to him, seeing dad takes care of him as much as mom, you know?

> Meian is also not against a second child, as long as you're okay with it. You might get pregnant again on accident, but he can't say he's upset about the positive pregnancy test. He'll be there with you through thick and thin, no matter what.

Osamu - Twins, 1 boy and 1 girl

> This man is a godsend. I love him, you love him, it all works out. He is also one of the best husbands to have because of his fantastic cooking ability. 

> The wedding was almost as chaotic as Tendo’s, not gonna lie. With his brother there, it was chaos. Suna recorded the whole thing, so get togethers involve the wedding tape being displayed. Watching Atsumu shove an entire cake slice into Osamu’s face is funny, sure, but watching Osamu practically hurl the entire cake at Atsumu is even funnier. Aran picking up Kita before he gets trampled by cake-covered twins is so sweet, it’s the sweeter than the cake (Osamu had a spare in case).

> Now this man, this man will never let you starve. Oh, you're kind of hungry? Food. He's making you Onigiri. Oh, you want something new for dinner? He's whipping out three different cookbooks and his laptop to look up new recipes. Oh, need a midnight snack? He prepared something before bed, so you'd have a midnight snack. The best husband to marry.. if you love food.

> If you are not as crazy about food as him, that's okay, but he will bring food into the bedroom. Maybe once a week if you're okay with it, but if not then once a month. He loves licking things off your body, so food play. I also feel like he loves to feed you, so feederism, but he just enjoys seeing you in the sea of pleasure and enjoying his food. It fills him with so much love.

> Speaking of love, the children. He's gonna have twins if he pops a baby into you. If there is a bun in the oven, some baby batter in the baby factory, you're gonna be seeing double. However, children are not a necessity. He doesn't find joy in raising children like some people, but he isn't heavily against it, either. If you cannot have children or simply don't want to get pregnant, but want them, he will also be okay with that. Looking through options and settling on a decision together brings you guys closer, after all.

> If you choose to get pregnant, he is one of the best to be with you. While there's Kuroo, with big bucks, Osamu can make anything to sate cravings. He's willing to take time off from the shop and focus on you, and he's good at dealing with mood swings. He's lived this long after being around Atsumu, Suna, and Kita. He can handle mood swings. He is also always with you when you go to the doctor, with questions of what he can and cannot feed you. It's his love language, after all!

> The babies, aww. You guys get a set of twins, a boy and girl, who look a lot like Osamu and Atsumu from their baby pictures. Atsumu is there and he jokes that maybe they're his kids, but one look from Kita has him apologizing almost immediately. Yes, Inarizaki alumni have gathered in the hospital to look upon the children. Well, not the hospital, they visit Osamu and you at home, where you're well rested and recovering.

> Osamu is The Man. He is waking up in the middle of the night, either with or without you. If you wake up, he'll heat up some baby formula/milk for the children and also make some food for the two of you. Since it's double the trouble, he makes sure to not leave you to take care of them by yourself. If you don't wanna get up or don't wake up, he doesn't mind. This just means he can spend more time with the kids, since he's busy during the day.

> Atsumu babysits! He babysits with Kita and Aran, but he babysits! He loves being an uncle and loves to play with the twins. He also brings/buys them little toys to chew and drool over because he enjoys them enjoying things. Aran also helps Kita make food/milk for the babies, acting like an actual married couple as they feed the small spawns. Atsumu naps around this time, eventually joined by napping babies.

> When the kids get older, they'll never feel unloved. Between you and Osamu, they have two very loving parents. But then you add in Uncle 'Tsumu, Uncle Aran, Uncle Kita, Uncle Sakusa, Uncle Bokuto, Uncle Akaashi- the list never ends. Everyone that knows you guys is an uncle. Inarizaki alumnis are uncles. MSBY Black Jackals are uncles. Akaashi is always visiting Onigiri Miya and loves to interact with the kids, to the point you've asked if he plans on ever having children because he's so good with them. (He's good at taking care of kids because he's used to taking care of Bokuto).

> I have a feeling one of the kids is going to go into the culinary business. Maybe own a bakery when they're older, showing an interest for baking at such as young age. One of them is of course going to be loving volleyball, with all the volleyball "family" members around them, it's bound to happen. Both of them probably get into volleyball, becoming the new Infamous Miya Twins Duo.

[bokutoslittlebird]

Love Potion + Pincer Shanghai Strength + Ice

Includes — Meian Shūgo

Warnings: noncon, breeding, MSBY!manager, ruined orgasm-ish, locker room setting (but nobody’s around), m. masturbation, brief fingering

It’s getting late.

You check the clock once more, then looking out at the parking lot. As manager, you usually make sure everyone is gone before you so none of them (like Atsumu or Bokuto) get into any trouble without you there. Meian is much more responsible and can take care of himself, but he’s still there. Which is unusual in of itself, but he hasn’t left the locker room. You really shouldn’t enter the room, but you can’t help it that you’re concerned.

The shower isn’t running when you enter, and the door isn’t quiet enough by itself so he should know you’ve entered the locker room. Quietly creeping, you focus on scanning the room for anything strange, praying that you don’t find him hurt or worse — unconscious.

You wish he was unconscious.

The groaning and occasional grunt has your curiosity peaking, moving to the other side of the lockers only to see Meian leaning against the wall, facing you. His eyes immediately catch yours, keeping you frozen in place as your brain struggles to process exactly what’s going on. In his hand is a very impressive sized cock, hand moving and pumping the reddened skin, occasional soft moans leaving him. It’s a scene you want to look away from, but you feel yourself unable to do so. It isn’t until his next moan has your name in it, white cum splashing against the tiles of the floor, do you get the urge to move.

Almost falling over a bench, you aim to leave the room. Ignoring what transpired is your only way of hoping to move on, but you’re sure you’ll have to quit after this. Meian’s footsteps echo in the room, sending your heart rate soaring as you get to the door. But he’s quicker. His hand slams next to the door, your own hands flying from the door handle due to fear as you try to back away from him. It’s sheer panic driving you to move, as your back hits the lockers and you find yourself unable to think properly, only questions left unanswered.

“I’ve been waiting for this, you know,” is all he says as he moves to where your body leans against a hard surface. He’s bigger and stronger, easily able to make you bend to his will as he leans his lips to your ear, a hot fan of breath coming out. “Waiting for you to finally be all mine,”

The scream ripped from your throat is unheard by any strangers, weak fingers trying to get his off of your clothes. He doesn’t bother with your shirt and jacket, keeping you submissive with his shadow looming over you and his hands sliding into your pants and gliding them down. It’s a feeble attempt to keep your legs locked tight, he just pries them open until your cunt is bare to him as he kneels. The view of him between your legs is a sickening sight, his eyes darkened with an emotion you’ve never seen on him, his fingers entering you and spreading you open for him. The lack of wetness gives you hope he’ll understand you don’t want this—

He’s popping back up to his full height, hard cock pressing into your stomach. His forehead is against the cold lockers, sweat dripping down his muscles and he uses his arms to hold you up. Out of reflex, you wind your arms around his neck in fear of falling, but your nails are soon digging into his skin as he pushes his cock inside. It’s just his tip, but he’s big and he’s thick and you’re not ready. You’d think he’d stop, consider your cries and pleas of asking him to stop would have him pulling out, but it just makes him force the rest of his cock inside of your walls. It’s a horrible feeling, him sliding in dry as you beg for him to stop, but he continues without a single ounce of hesitation.

“I’ve always wanted to see how you’d look with my seed dripping out of you,” he murmurs, gentle kisses to your face as if he’s not ruining you down below. “I’ve dreamed of you being a little housewife for me, too. I want you round and swollen with my cum,” his lips press to yours, in a way of sealing the deal.

As he begins to move, you remember he’s the only other person here. Nobody will get here until tomorrow morning, and even then you’re first and then Meian. You’re stuck here, forced to take in every inch of his cock as he tells you how much he loves you and how much he wants you full of his cum. It’s a disgusting thing to fantasize about your coworker, but you’re in no position to deny him. As his grip tightens and his pace gets faster, the slick accumulating from the thrusts making it easier, you find yourself latching onto him even tighter as he grunts in your ear. You bite on your lip, muffling any moans as you feel the pleasure of your orgasm build up. His balls smack against your ass as he moans, pressing his lips to yours once more as he buries himself as far as he can go.

He fills you up to the brim, thick cum oozing from your cunt even as he plugs you up. More groaning from him, his hips rutting against you once more. You expect him to move, let the liquid drip onto the floor, but instead he starts a new pace, continuing the buildup of your orgasm not yet reached.

“I’ll make sure it takes, my sweet manager,”

[bokutoslittlebird]

hi bb-chan!!! it's me again lol can I request a spicy drabble of meian? i was thinking of reader is the domesticated wife (yes she do the cooking, yes she do the cleaning) and a very obedient and loving one! and when she sees that her beloved husband is exhausted from practice? ofc she'll be there to make him feel relaxed.

(alright i just realized this was a lot 😅)

- baby 🐦

I’m working on your tsukiyama drabble still but this is fine! I like experimenting with different characters.

Blowjob, Daddy kink (as it should be), dd/lg themes, I think that’s it?

The Job of a Housewife

Meian was ever so exhausted from the practice today. With the addition of Hinata, it seemed like Bokuto and Atsumu embodied even more chaos than usual. Not only that, Sakusa has a hard time being friendly. Remembering the paperwork he had to fill out for Atsumu’s minor concussion made him sigh, just glad to be going home.

He lived close enough to the gym, a bit too far for a walk but too short for a ride. It was a bit of a good thing, walking home. He got to think about you, his little wife, cooking dinner and prancing around in the little dress you knew he loved so much. After all, you were the reason he found it in him to continue dealing with the chaos everyday. You were always so proud of him, he knows.

When he gets close to the house, he can feel the stress and tension of the day wash away. You’ve been home all day and he’s right on schedule, so dinner should be all done being prepared. With the image of you greeting him on your knees, he adds pep in his step to make it to the front door.

“I’m home! Where’s my little girl?” He calls out, seeing you not on your knees. Instead, your head poked out of the kitchen.

“I’m sorry, dear. The meat took a bit longer to marinate this time. I just finished!” You chirp, patting your hands on the creamy white apron. It added to the image, your pretty dress that was just long enough to cover your rump and the apron tied around your waist. You even adorned the socks with the little bows on them, loose around your ankles to give you a naive look. He dreamily smiled, eyes of love gracing your figure. “How was work?”

“Oh, that,” a remembrance of the chaos had his brows furrowing, a heavy sigh leaving his chest. You frown in response, eyes watery as you realize how rough it must have been.

“I’m sorry. Does Daddy need me to help him feel better?” You’re already on your knees, licking your lips as you hook your fingers in the waistband of his jogging shorts. He just nods in response, a heavy hand landing on your head as his fingers run through the strands.

In response, you giggle. Pulling down the shorts, you don’t waste time and pull down his boxers, feeling yourself get wetter by the second. As a rule, you’re not allowed to touch yourself until Daddy’s has his fill, so you have to be good if you wanna be touched. With the hiss through his teeth, feeling your soft and plump lips against his hot cock, you remember this is for him. Gentle kisses go along the shaft of his cock, bright eyes meeting his as he silently encourages you on. Lips press onto the slit of his tip, tongue peeking out as you swipe the beads of precum off.

With a groan on his part, you smile as you bring your tongue to lap at the underside of his cock. It’s his most sensitive area, having his knees ready to buckle as his grip on your hair tightens. “Don’t tease too much, baby girl. Daddy isn’t in the mood,”

“‘M sorry, Daddy,” he can’t really stay mad at your face, the pouty look as you apologize. He just smiles as you take him into your mouth, taking as much as you can. It’s only half of him, but he knows you can only take so much. Even if your mouth can’t take in all of him, your sweet little pussy sure can.

Doe eyes look up at him, looking for approval. With a gentle pat on your head, he gives his approval. If you could purr, he’s sure you would. Humming in satisfaction, you start to bob on his length as you make sure your hand is giving the rest of him love. The base and his balls need stimulation, after all! He taught you how to give him the best blowjobs, taking him down your throat as much as you could and making sure to pay attention to what wouldn’t fit. Smooth and dainty fingers pump the length you can’t fit, while the fingers on your other hand tend to his balls.

It’s not long until you feel his body tense, thigh muscles constricting as his hands come to the back of your head. Your own hands brace themselves on his thighs, thumb gently rubbing the skin as a sign of consent, your throat expanding as he forces a bit more of his length down. With a loud groan, he spills his load down your throat and shivers as his last drop is spent down your throat. You moan around him, gulping down every drop he gives you.

After all, that’s your job.

[bokutoslittlebird]

Cupid’s Arrow + Red Hot Valentine, Bailey’s Irish Cream + purple twist

Includes — Bokuto Kōtarō, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Atsumu, Meian Shūgo

Warnings: religious themes/sacrilege, drugs/aphrodisiac, sexy demons, virgin!reader, corruption, nun and demons AU, names are not used

A poor decision on your part, you believe it was. Letting in the kind man who seemed much too large and much too suave into your haven, the sanctuary of the church. With his bright gold eyes, you believed him to be sincere as he spun his tale, his enraged lover kicking him out of the house in the middle of the night. Never could you turn away someone in need, but you soon regretted that decision, that softness, when he asked for some water. “It tastes weird,” he had said. You tried it for yourself, indeed noticing the saltiness and bitterness of the clear liquid. His next words stunned you, “do you like it?”

Now, upon the altar you lay as the man from before is no longer man and he is joined by friends — beings that look just like him. A demon cannot enter the holy grounds unless openly welcomed, in which they have been. You’ll soon join them in their corruption, their hellish forms and their burning blood. A virgin, you had been, but the sinful acts of a beast with curly black hair and dark eyes took that from you, splitting you open as your screams echoed around the stone walls. Thunder boomed, lightning lighting the room from the windows as another one — with dyed blond hair — positioned himself behind you, joining his friend in taking away your virgin innocence.

The effects of the water had settled, your insatiable thirst for more and more growing until you were whining and squirming on their cocks, not having enough. It isn’t until the man — no, demon, from before and his friend are by your side, large and thick cocks demanding attention. You eagerly welcome the one with dark hair, lapping at his hot skin, almost burning, while wrapping a hand around the one with golden eyes that seem to have a fire behind them now. His own hand grasps at the rosary ‘round your neck, the only item from your attire to not be ruined, and pulls as you choke and gag on the cock in your mouth. Your tongue kills out as he does, the hot skin touching the tip of your tongue as it flicks against the slit. It’s the final straw for him.

Hot, white, and thick liquid splatters across your face, droplets dripping to the cavern of your mouth where your tongue stays out. The one behind you has the grip on your rosary tightening, pulling you back to have your mouth wrapped around his swollen and hard cock. The demons in your cunt and ass have been mostly silent, growling and talking to each other as they split you open and drill their shape into you. When the one finally groans, spilling into your mouth as his eyes roll back, then do you feel your own high rising. Knot twisting and turning, the twitching and tensing of your thighs has the one with black hair thrusting faster, keeping your leg over his friend’s shoulder. His friend keeps his teasing pace and rolls his hips, ensuring you feel each and every inch of his cock inside you.

When the brute of the pair finally stills himself, burning liquid filling you up and warming, do you finally find peace with your own orgasm. It’s harsh and world shattering, a pleasureful sin you’ve been forced to give up for the church. So pleasing, so good, you milk the demon for all his worth, his long tongue licking at your sweaty skin while you do so. The saliva he spreads on your skin is even hotter, sticky and warming your flesh as the other demon pulls himself free from your ass, his clawed hand finishing himself. More white liquid splashes against your skin, hot and sticky as it covers your stomach and chest, oozing down your breasts and over the nipples.

“The rest will have their turns when we get back,” one of them says. The demon grins, sharp teeth glinting in the faint light from the lightning flashes, as his hand manages to open a hole beneath the altar. “Don’t want to disturb the scenery, you know,”

And then you’re in the pits of hell, eager for more.

[bokutoslittlebird]

Love Potion + Fireball

Includes — Meian Shūgo

Warnings: branding, possessiveness, experimenting in the bedroom, Meian has a special ring, lighter aka fire, creampie

The night began like it was supposed to, your wonderful husband taking you out to dinner and treating you in celebration of your one year anniversary. The night would end with each of you indulging in each other’s scent and body, sweat clinging to skin as sweet moans spilled over lips. Meian had finally gotten the guts to ask for a special present from you, claiming it’s all he wanted. He asked for nothing, not even the chance to indulge in every expanse of your body.

Marking. He wanted to mark you.

Not like an animal, he didn’t want to rip into your supple flesh and break perfect skin in his eyes, no. He’d burn his mark into your skin, charred flesh showing his claim over your body. It was something he was nervous about, fidgeting and stumbling over words, but he simply wants to tell everyone you’re his. It won’t be on the open, he already knows where it’ll be. On your thigh, right above where your thigh highs end, right above the edge of the skirts and dresses you wear for him. Only for his eyes openly, but those who dare to peek will see you’re taken by another man.

The lit flame sent a tingling down your spine, the fluttering fire joining to create the romantic atmosphere. Yet, it wouldn’t light a candle. Held in Meian’s hands was a ring, your ring that had his name engraved into it, the one that matched the ring around his finger that had your name in it. The intricate curls and loops of the name were faint, yet the fire would be able to mark those tiny details onto your skin. He prepared it as so it wouldn’t singe his skin, but he also prepared you to take the damage.

Pressing the molten metal into your skin was much more so painful that imagined. It was horrible, the smell of singeing flesh and the feel of intense burn on your thigh. Meian held you down, whispering sweet nothings to keep you focusing on him and not the pain. Your cries and tears eventually stifled, sniffing as you press your forehead to his, a peck to your lips. The ring is removed, his name firmly placed on your thigh for him to see.

He couldn’t ask for anything more.

Seeing his name on your skin, the perfect present for him, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. With a rushed whispered of “I love you,” he’s spreading your legs, careful to not touch sensitive skin, and pushing his cock into your awaiting cunt. Slick and dripping, eagerly sucking him in as he groans low and guttural, a sound that only has you moaning in response as your walls flutter around him. He doesn’t wait a moment more, knowing you’re fully ready for him, slamming his hips to yours as your nails find purchase in his bulging biceps, his hands keeping himself upright. Grunts accompany each thrust, his skin slapping against yours as he chases his high, but he also chases your release.

A thumb flicks at your clit, sending your head back into the pillows as your hands dig into the sheets. Fisting and twisting the fabric, you’re rolling your eyes back as you clamp around him, creaming on his cock as he ruts up into your heat, finding his own release. Your insides are warm, wet, and sticky, his seed oozing out of you as it pools on the bed, his cock limp next to it.

[bokutoslittlebird]

please write meian in omg :))))))

The stallion is joining the gangbang? Yes he is