#baki the grappler x y/n

[mothwingwritings]

Your Yujiro x reader has been on my mind recently, and an interesting idea came into my head - what would happen if the reader somehow stumbled upon Yuichiro? What would he think of the whole situation, particularly because he is of a *very* different temperament than his son? Would he develop some sort of feelings for (reader)? I'm pretty sure Yujiro would be pissed to see his father meddling in things 😭

You're one of my fav writers on here!! Keep it up ❤︎ and make sure to take care of yourself ☺️

… I can’t believe I didn’t think of writing anything for Yuichiro before this ask lol. How could I write so much about the Hanma family’s favorite girl (you) and never mention Yuichiro???  Shame on me tbh, let’s change that now!

(And thank you for your kind words!!! You are very sweet! <3)

WARNINGS: Mentions of sex, noncon, past abuse, and stepcest.

If by some miracle act Yuichiro was able to obtain a corporeal form and once more walk amongst the living, he would be very intrigued by how far his lineage had come and what the Hanma’s were able to accomplish. Being the start of it all, he had a vague idea of how things most likely have progressed. There is no doubt that his unruly son has grown massively strong, and he’s sure that strength has caused countless problems for people near and far.

He was aware that Yujiro had children at this point, taking quite an interest himself in Baki and Jack’s development. Children weren’t always guaranteed to take after their parents, so it was always a delight when at least one of your offspring was able to carry on the family line with the strength and power you and your ancestors worked so tirelessly to cultivate. When Yuichiro found out that of all the children Yujiro had fathered, not just one, but two showed such immense potential? He was as pleased as he was proud, even more so to discover Baki and Jack lacked the level of belligerent arrogance that made their father an unbearably volatile presence to be around.

While he was taking note of his family line he happened upon a surprising outlier- you. He was at first puzzled by the fact that the Ogre, with all his rampant testosterone, was even able to produce a daughter. When he dug a little deeper and realized you were adopted into the family, while that in and of itself made sense, it left him with even more questions. Why would someone like Yujiro go out of his way to adopt someone else’s child, let alone a female, when he barely cared about the children he himself had brought into this world? Based on the limited knowledge he had of you, you didn’t have any kind of superior strength or secret, hidden abilities that may have spurred his son to take you under his wing. So how exactly did you become awarded with the name of Hanma?

The mystery became too intriguing to ignore, thus he sought you out.

The moment he saw you, he instantly began to understand your appeal. He kept his distance at first, not wanting to overwhelm you with his presence as he made his initial observations. From what he could gather, you were a thoughtful girl, kind and affable to your friends and strangers alike. He noted that you seemed a little jumpy, on edge in scenarios you should feel more at ease, and he worried that maybe he wasn’t concealing himself enough and you were catching on to his surveillance. You may not have Hanma blood in your veins, but you’ve been around them enough to recognize the specific aura they exude. He would need to be more careful, maybe conducting his research on you was best done through other means.

Hence, he decided to look into your relationships with his son and grandsons, hoping to get a better picture of who you were as a person and unravel the secret of how you became intertwined in their lives.

However, what he ended up finding out was not anything he ever expected.

As soon as he learned the horrific truth of how his family had handled you, the revolting nature in which not just his son, but his grandchildren, showed their ‘affection’ for you, he was at a loss for words. Yuichiro was beyond disgusted by their actions, particularly due to the fact that their aggressions were against an innocent woman who had no means of defending herself against the brutes that were incessantly at her heels.

Your jittery nature made complete sense now. You weren’t constantly on edge because you were a naturally excitable person- you were on edge as a defense mechanism. You had to be cautious around everyone for your own self-preservation, frightened that you may unwittingly be subjugating yourself and the people around you to extreme danger by being in a public space. The man who was supposed to be your father figure had assaulted you, hurting and scarring you in irreparable ways. The brothers that you loved and looked to for protection ended up having the same perversions as the man who had created them, betraying your trust in their attempts to force themselves upon you.

Disgusted wasn’t a strong enough word for what he had felt upon learning these revelations. His disappointment in his kin was immeasurable.

When he finally introduces himself to you, it’s apprehension that greets him in return. He can see the fear reflected in your eyes as you were faced with the instant realization of his strength the absolute power he held over not just you, but anyone who may step to him. Yuichiro was a complete stranger to you, in fact you probably hadn’t even seen a picture of him to make any sort of connection. But he could tell that within moments of making your acquaintance, you understood who he was. He was a Hanma, and therefore, he was a threat.

Seeing you cower before him, your whole body vibrating in a state of alarm, eyes darting around the vicinity as you tried to map an escape route should this meeting go south… it broke his heart. It wasn’t that he was immune to your charms, Yuichiro could definitely see the appeal of wanting to be close to you in an intimate manner, but to take you by force? To treat you so horribly, handle you so violently? It took all his power not to make his rage over the injustices you had faced show on his features, lest he frighten you further.

It took a while for you to warm up to him, but the relationship that blossomed was well worth the effort. You were a lovely person all around, beautiful in every sense of the word. The more he got to know you, the more he saw your true personality shine through, and the longer he spent with you, the more his affection for you grew.

Yuichiro had made his decision. You would be safe with him-completely and undeniably cared for under his watchful eye. He would be the father Yujiro never could be, the protector your brothers failed to be. He would become your family, a true family, and insure that you will never have to spend another day living in fear ever again.

In short, Yuichiro’s arrival would probably be the ONLY thing that would ultimately protect you from Yujiro and the rest of the Hanma family. This is great for you because he’s a man of his word, the moment you come under his care Yujiro’s entire existence is like a distant nightmare, and that is something you are exceedingly grateful for. However, you feel the absence of Jack and Baki much more profoundly, as you considered them to be your true family and still love them very deeply. Even though you know ultimately this arrangement is for the best, and you feel much safer and happier in Yuichiro’s care than you have ever felt with anyone else in your life, you still find yourself missing Jack and Baki greatly. Even with their betrayal shattering the last of your innocence, causing you deep and lasting scars, life without them still hurt, and you don’t think you’ll ever heal enough to ignore the pain.

… All this being said, it wouldn’t be on brand for me to answer this without fucking it up a little bit, right?

After some time living with Yuichiro, growing dependent on him for basic care and protection, his fondness for you begins to manifest in ways that are… shocking, even to Yuichiro himself. 

Maybe it was the long absence of a lover that began to steer his desires, or perhaps it was the sweet and selfless nature in which you offered your love to him? Who knew it would warm his heart so much to see you standing in the kitchen, sweet little apron tied around your waist as you hummed a little tune, hard at work preparing a new recipe you had picked out specifically to please him? All the little things you did without a second thought made is body and soul ache for you.

You were always cute, but when exactly did you become so irresistible to him?

It caught him off guard to feel a flutter in his stomach when he saw your smile or heard your laugh. At his age he figured he was far past feelings like this, especially with someone so much younger than himself, especially with you.

He didn’t expect the blush that dusted your cheeks when he entered the bath you were currently occupying to excite him as much as it did. He took great pride in the control he had over his body, keeping his emotions and desire in check was one of his strong suits. But seeing you there, bare and bashful, trying desperately to cover yourself while your eyes refused to linger on any part of his exposed body for too long… you were definitely testing his limits here, sweetheart.

Did you know how effortlessly beautiful you were? Did you realize just how tantalizing even the most innocent of your actions were? Would it upset you if he told you how pretty he found your body, as his eyes drank in every inch of skin you were working so hard to hide? Would it scare you if he helped you to understand just how much sway you had over not just his heart, but all of his wants and desires?

He had chided and scorned his family for their mistreatment of you, the sick, twisted feelings they pummeled you with not only threatened your existence, but were also a stain on the illustrious Hanma name. Yuichiro wanted nothing more than your happiness and your security, both were things he took great honor in providing to you, and he found his own joy in knowing you felt contentment with him after so much suffering. But he was starting to get an itch that was growing harder and harder to scratch. An itch he felt his kin was all too familiar with.

Maybe he’s not so different from his son and grandsons after all?

[yandere-writer-momo]

Tall, older, voluptuous reader with Baki Hanma is such a fun dynamic. Poor man is putty in your fingers. So what if I throw in Kozue? @lonelystarsstuff

Also did you know that people in Japan are only physically affectionate after the third date?

Yandere Baki Head Canons: Our Girlfriend

Yandere Baki x Tall Afab Reader x Yandere Kozue

Now the way this younger man stared at you unnerved you. Sure you were used to the way men would stare at you seeing that you’re the only fighter amongst them, but the way Baki stared at you was different. It was almost as if he wanted to eat you. And it wasn’t just him. It was his girlfriend too.

You’ve tried letting the short man down gently but he was determined to have you. It didn’t matter that you didn’t like him, Baki was sure you’d give in eventually. Between him and Kozue, they both really liked you.

“I’m so jealous of how nice you look in everything.” Kozue complimented you, her dark eyes nervously flitted over to your body. Kozue shifted in her chair with nervousness as she bit her lip. “I wish my body looked like yours.”

“Your body looks just fine, Kozue.” You sighed as you ran a hand through your hair. “We are just two very different body types.”

You went to rise up to take off your judo uniform. Which made Kozue’s cheeks flush a bright shade of red.

Kozue’s eyes shifted to the ground when you rose to stand up. You were so tall… she was a bit jealous. “I could help you-“

Kozue gasped when you grabbed her chin and held her face up to look at you. A smirk on your face. “You and your little boyfriend are both little freaks, aren’t you?”

Kozue gulped when your fiery gaze didn’t leave her eyes once. Your gaze was strong and dominant, a side she has never seen of you before… one that made her tremble with excitement. Kozue really liked this side of you.

Your gaze was unmoving when Kozue leaned more into your touch. How peculiar her and Baki were. Were all the fighters weird in Japan? So far, every single one of them had been rather strange to you. You didn’t know if it was because of your larger portions or because of your monstrous height. But you didn’t like the attention all that much.

“If you insist.” You sat down on the bench in front of Kozue. The women’s locker room was empty save for the two of you. “Knock yourself out.”

Kozue’s cheeks flushed a bright cherry red as she stepped forward to help you disrobe out of your judo uniform. Her breath hitched at how muscular you were. She didn’t know women could look like you…

“Are you going to gawk or are you going to help me take this sweaty thing off?” You turned your head to look at the shy girl who merely nodded. You had to admit there was almost something endearing about the small girl. “Do I make you nervous, Kozue?”

And once you stood before her in merely a sports bra and your underwear, Kozue quickly scrambled to turn the other way. Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest at the pace it beat at. She was almost in tears from how attracted to you she was

“I can handle the rest. Thanks.” You then proceeded to dress into sweats. The poor Japanese woman placed her face in her palms in shame. Was it normal to be attracted to someone other than Baki?

Once you were fully clothed, you turned to see the young woman still as red as a cherry. Good god she was strange.

“Alright. I’m heading out.” You slung your gun bag over your shoulder and gave Kozue one last look. “See ya around.”

As you walked out, you were greeted by Baki who seemed to be waiting for you. Hell, he was probably waiting for both you and Kozue.

“Hey. I was wondering if you’d like to go out to eat with Kozue and I?” Baki asked with cheeks the same shade of red as Kozue. “It’s on me.”

You paused for a moment before you clicked your tongue. It’d be a shame to turn down free food. Hopefully those two didn’t make it weird for you. You’ve been out with them two other times so this shouldn’t be as awkward as before. “Ya, I could do that. Just don’t be weird.”

“I mean, I’ll try not to.” Baki nervously scratched the back of his head. “Kozue seems fond of you so I apologize if she can be a bit awkward. It’s not often you get to meet an Amazon like you.”

You hummed. Most of the people here and Japan believed you to be an Amazonian warrior due to your stature. But you were merely a tall woman from (country’s name). Not an Amazon. You didn’t care what they referred to you as. Whatever helped the people around you sleep better at night.

You reached forward to zip up your sweatshirt when you noticed Baki’s gaze linger on your chest. Perhaps you should be a little more self aware? It seemed that modesty was more approved of in Japan. Which was difficult for you due to your well endowed chest. There wasn’t a single clothing department here with clothes that fit you… maybe you should ask that Jack Hanna guy where he shopped from?

Kozue snatched your hand up in hers while you were lost in thought. Baki then grabbed the other as the couple smiled at you. You towered over the two with ease which made you feel even more out of place

“Shall we?” Baki asked as the two eagerly lead you towards a restaurant. “This place has some really nice food.”

The couple lead you in with big smiles on their face. This was finally the third date… the one where they’d both ask you to be their girlfriend! You’ve been out with them two other times already so why not make it official?

[kengan-daddies]

The First Wife of Yujiro Hanma, (Y/n) Hanma

Anime : Baki: Son of Ogre Character : Yujiro Hanma Warning : Corrupted beliefs about love

The First Wife of Yujiro Hanma, (Y/N) Hanma

The First Wife of Yujiro Hanma, (Y/N) Hanma

Being a wife was already a big job, it's her job to reflect her husband. How she acts reflects how much balance there is in the relationship. How she presents herself, shows how taken care of she is. How she speaks, represents her respect for herself and her husband. The wife can tell a lot about how the relationship is. If she's tense then that could mean her husband is abusive or he's a cheater. If she's relaxed, that could mean that her husband is understanding or easygoing. If she's aggressive, that could mean he's a pushover or too childish. If quiet, that could mean her husband is satisfying or picky. These same rules, however, apply to the husband as well. It's a two-way street.

But, being Yujiro Hanma's wife was a different story entirely. He was never enough of anything, he wasn't around too much nor gone too much, he wasn't too mean nor too nice, he wasn't too understanding or too close-minded, he wasn't picky nor too lenient. He was a perfect combination yet still overwhelming. It was truly a questionable mindset that the man had. You've learned to be the type of woman he wanted, You've learned to be distant and how to play the game of tug and pull.

Yujuro wasn't a man who wanted a clingy woman, nor did he want an insanely strong one. He's just a man who wants a woman who would be in his life at the most rarest of times. Meaning he didn't care if you lived with him or not, he didn't care if you went on about your life and not even think of him, he didn't care if you spent his money up, he didn't care if you went off and had an affair. All that mattered to him was that you were there when he needed you most. Whether it's for sex, a form of comfort, support, or his son. It had to be for things he had a hard time processing, yet he'd never admit it. He was a man first and a warrior second. He didn't believe in love. He just believed in survival.

You have sex to get stronger for pleasure, to spread your seed, and to populate. You cuddle for comfort, warmth, and stability, you date out of boredom, out of wonderment, and possession. There is no 'love', it's just desire, possessiveness, and wonderment. To use the word 'love' is to hide your true nature... that was Yujurio's belief. You've learned how to work around it, how to make him question his own beliefs, make him do more than just 'desire you', you make him actually want you to be around, to make him actually want you to want his touch, his attention.

And all because you've done what he's done to you. He's ignored you, pushed you to the side, treated you like an annoyance, never wants to be around you... so you returned his actions in kind. You ignored him, pushed him to the side, treated him like he was an annoyance, never cared to even give him the time of day.... and it worked... at first, he didn't care, he was actually pleased at one time. But as time went on, he began to crave you, he began coming to visit you more often, he stayed the nights, he'd cuddle and take you on dates, and he even moved you into his home. He became possessive of you, he ran off all of your boy toys and kept you close to him.

He'd take you shopping and would bicker with you over the prices even though he didn't actually care, he just wanted to be domestic with you. He even let you be in Baki's life as a real stepmother, in the end, you truly were the first wife, of Yujiro Hanma.

[chaichaiiskai]

Hello, can I request a Baki x male reader smut

Like baki was in class and they were doing a quiz and he didn't do it and never even wrote on his paper because he was staring at reader who sat in front of him, and reader is a really pretty boy and pretty thick and smol like bunny And baki kinda has a thing for him, so the teacher assigned pretty boy as bakis tutor and they go to bakis place, and baki admits his feelings and they do the dirty 👉👈

baki hanma! x pretty boy! male reader

note: i’ve never written for baki before but fuck yeah i accept this request!! (if you see repeated paragraphs, its a tumblr glitch and i cant delete them w/o fuckin’ up the actual post so im sorry in advance 😭)

warnings: amab reader, male reader, he/him pronouns, homophobes dni, anal, fingering, unprotected sex,

How can a guy be so pretty? It doesn’t make sense.

Not to Baki at least, and he’s a pretty smart guy when he wants to be, which reminds him of the empty quiz paper on his desk.

For just a split moment he looks down at the paper after tearing his eyes away from you, sitting in front of him, diligently completing your quiz like the good student you are. Baki thinks you’re cute. Fuckable, actually, but he wouldn’t mind getting to know you better…

Eventually, his mind begins to wander as he stares at you, daydreaming, and sometime after, the teacher comes by and snatches his unfinished quiz from the desk, observing it. Baki hadn’t even written his name on it, let alone fill out of any of the answers. And what’s worse, pretty much everyone had already left the classroom for break besides Baki, you, and the teacher.

With a frustrated sigh, the man rubs at his forehead with one hand as Baki turns his attention from you for the first time in an hour to stare lazily at the irritated man in front of him.

“What’s the problem, old man? You’re gonna get wrinkles if ya keep thinkin’ too hard.” Baki smugly teased, crossing his arms over his well-built chest that’s a little too built for a third year High Schooler, leaning back in his seat with the most carefree look present on his face.

The irritation on the instructor’s face only gets worse but then he sighs, shaking his head. “If it weren’t for you, the class average wouldn’t be so low. You need a tutor…” His eyes roamed around the room for a split second before they landed on you, currently tapping away at something on your phone, completely unbothered and not listening to the other men chat in the classroom. That was until your heard your name being called, causing you to look up in curiosity at your teacher who’s now standing in front of your desk, motioning to your fellow classmate who’s now shamelessly staring you down with a smirk on his face.

Somehow, you’d ended up accepting your teacher’s (pleading) request to tutor the laziest (and hottest) student in your class. Now, you were walking by his side, looking like a tiny little thing in comparison to his hulking form despite being the same age and you were pretty sure you were a couple months older than him.

As Baki suggested, you would be tutoring him at his place and so here you were, walking with him to his home. As you approached, you took note of the egregious amounts of graffiti on the walls as well as the outside of his house, which piqued your interest. This seemed to not go unnoticed by Baki whilst you began to approach his front door as he spoke up, explaining the meaning behind the vandalism.

“‘s lot of people out there that I’ve fought who’ve lost, or people who want to fight me but know they can’t win, so this is the next best thing, the only thing they can do to save face. I don’t really mind, ‘s not a big deal.” He said, shrugging his shoulders as he took out his key to slide open the door and led you inside, taking off his shoes near the front door to start walking further into his home. You nodded sheepishly at his explanation, frowning a little at the thought of people being such cowards to do such a thing instead of facing him head on.

As you followed him deeper into his home, you realized the place was a lot cleaner than you’d anticipated and before you knew it, you were in his bedroom.

Baki watched curiously as you sat down on the floor at the table beside his bed and started to slowly unpack things from your bag, setting them on top of the table. He could practically smell how nervous you were and it amused him greatly. He was also thinking about other things (like how soft and pliable you look) but he saved those thoughts for later.

Following your example, he sat down at the table right beside you, barely leaving any space between the two of you, your knees knocking together. Subconsciously, you shivered and set the last of your things down onto the table, not daring to meet his observant eyes as he stares at the side of your face, waiting for you to do something. In your peripheral you can see him with his elbow resting on the table now, his chin propped up in the palm of his hand, staring at you with amusement lingering in his gaze.

Your tongue darts out of your mouth and swipes at your lips in an attempt to wet them which doesn’t go unnoticed by Baki. In fact, he wonders what it would be like to kiss you, better yet, to get beneath your school uniform.

Before he can open his mouth to /insinuate/ these thoughts, you’re already speaking up.

“So.. I suppose we should work on homework first for class and… and you can ask me for any help i-if you need it..?” You suggested, though it sounded more like a question than a set plan of action.

Baki grinned lazily.

How cute.

He thought about it briefly but then hummed in acknowledgement, deciding to play along for now before he could put his own plans into action.

Surprisingly, to you at least, Baki had started working on his own homework beside you, what was even crazier was that he’d finished before you and now he was just staring again. Almost like he was waiting for you to finish up with your responsibilities before he’d swipe down and attack you. The thought made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, but it wasn’t exactly out of fear.

Some time passed, the room filled with strangely comfortable silence aside from the sounds of your pencil and your breathing. Noticing you finish off the last question, Baki set his plan in motion.

“L/N-san… anyone ever tell you how pretty you are?” Baki nonchalantly asked, watching as you skittishly flinched at the compliment, snapping your gaze towards to him to look at him in bewilderment, reminding him of a startled animal.

Unable to help himself, he reaches towards you and cradles your chin in his hand, swiping his thumb over your bottom lip in curiosity. His eyes are studying your face as he looks down at you, once again reminding you just how easily he could snap you in half even if he barely lifted a finger. However, the hold he had on your chin was gentle and caring, he was mesmerized by the feel of your lips over the rough skin on his calloused thumb, along with your skin.

Soft. Pillowy. Moisturized. You take care of yourself. He likes that. It is a strike contrast to his skin that’s been hardened by brutality and overzealous training that’s turned his entire body into borderline stone. You were just so soft, he wanted to see what other parts were the same.

And despite not getting a verbal and coherent answer from you regarding his previous question, he continues.

“Prettier than any girl I’ve seen. I’d call ya handsome but…” He watches as you blink in surprise, your cutesy lashes kissing your cheeks as you look back up at him, slightly pouting at the start of his backhanded compliment. “— don’t think that fits you. Y’know… ya kinda remind me of a little bunny. You’re skittish like one. And you’re tiny. Bet I could pick you up with one hand.”

His sultry voice and the teasing tone makes something stir inside of you, along with an unneeded erection in your pants. Were your pants always this tight? Sure, they always fit a little snug around your hips and thighs but— What was he trying to say? It would probably be in your best interest to ask him.

“A bunny…? Is that a compliment or.. or an insult?” You softly ask, awaiting for his answer, hanging onto every word that leaves his mouth. For some reason, your gaze has dropped from his eyes to the little beauty mark above his his top lip, and then down to his lips as they move, speaking sweet things to you.

“A compliment, of course. I wouldn’t insult the guy I like, after all.”

You paused, looking back at his eyes, your nose scrunching up along with your eyebrows as you decipher his words, the shock apparent in the look you’re giving him.

Baki smiles.

You really are a little bunny. Makes him want to protect you at all costs, even though he’s sure you can take care of yourself, which is something he also likes about you.

And then you parrot his words right back at him, mainly in disbelief as you feel the heat rise in your face and the rest of your body.

“You… you like me? Like— romantically or..?”

“Pfft. Yeah, romantically. I think you’re cute, smart, adorable, pretty… I wanna get to know you better, and I think I know how to get started.” His words make you curious, eyeing him in suspicion as you may or may not have an idea at what he’s hinting at. “Is that so? Alright, well, I’m open to whatever you have in mind..” You whisper, not rejecting his advances in the slightest without directly stating that you felt the same way about him.

Truthfully, you’ve had a tiny bit of a crush on the class’s sweetheart, but who didn’t? You weren’t even sure if he liked guys, especially not with the rumors of him having a girlfriend or two. But here he was, leaning in and smashing his lips against yours like he was trying to steal the oxygen straight from your lungs and give you the oxygen from his own.

You’d never been so passionately kissed before so it was easy to get lost in it, not even minding the way he effortlessly lifts you into his lap, your fingers tangling up in his cherry red hair, scratching at his scalp, causing him to moan at the unexpected affection.

As he’s holding you in his lap and your kiss turns into a flurry of open mouthed kisses, the sound of your soft pants being swallowed up by the larger man as he kisses you, his hands move down to squeeze at the plush of your ass, enjoying the feel of it in his hands. Rarely does he get to experience such softness beneath is fingers, he was going to cherish every second of this for as long as it went on.

With a little maneuvering from the both of you, you’re both soon rid of your school uniforms and were now in nothing but your boxers, bulging tents furiously rubbing against each other. Baki continued to fondle your ass while guiding your hips, rocking them back and forth so that were dry humping his cock with your own, his lips now connected to your neck. The sweet sounds you’re making spur him own as he litters your neck in love bites and marks that display that you’re his and only his.

The impatience between the two of you steadily grows but Baki takes the first step, standing up with you in his arms as he takes you to his bed and lays you down on top of it, moving to hover his bulky and muscular frame over your small but curvaceous one. In a moment of clarity, watching as he goes into the nightstand beside his bed to pull out a bottle of lube, you speak up.

“W-wait, what about your parents…?” You worriedly ask, not wanting to be caught in the middle of your risqué behavior by the adults in Baki’s home, to which he only chuckles and tugs your boxers down, exposing your bare lower body to his eyes. “I live alone. Don’t worry.” You squeak in surprise when you feel a rush of cold air brush over your cock, your shaft twitching as a bead of precum lands on your belly.

Baki grins at your reaction, finding you even more adorable as he tugs his own boxers down but not fully off, giving you a clear view of what he’s packing.

It’s big just like the rest of him. Should you really be all that surprised?

You gulped worriedly, instinctively backing up a little further up the bed away from him. “I— woah woah woah, I don’t think that’s gonna f-fit me.. Uh.. maybe I could just—“ “Ah ah ah. C’mon Y/N-sama,” he says, purring your first name in a way that instantly turns you into butter, “I’ll prep you first. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?”

Wait, boyfriend? Did that mean you two were exclusive now?

You had no time to ponder the thought when you felt something thick and slippery in your hole, instantly making your back arch off of the bed, a mewl of surprise, pain, and pleasure erupting from your parted lips.

“Haah..!”

Looking down to see the culprit of this strange feeling, you see that Baki’s lubed up his right hand and had stuck one of his calloused fingers in your ass, stretching you out with the meaty digit. After giving you a little time to adjust to the intrusion, he starts to pump it in and out, purposely hitting your prostate each and every time while he watched you squirm and call his name, begging him to slow down and give you some more time to adjust.

Baki does the opposite, in fact, he doesn’t stop fucking you stupid with his fingers until he watches you spray cum all over your belly, decorating your skin in your own white sticky nectar. Then, he slowly pulls his fingers out, watching you pant and tremble on top of his bed, your eyes glossy with blissful tears. You then watch as he scoops up the cum from your belly and sucks it from the fingers he’d just finished fucking you with.

“Fuck, you’re so cute… Think you can flip over on your stomach for me or do you need some help?” He asks you, watching as you looked up at him, still trying to calm down from your first orgasm of the evening, as well as seeing him eat your cum. When he gets no response, he laughs lowly and decides for you, promptly grabbing onto your plush hips and flipping you onto your stomach, propping you up on your knees so he can get a full view of your ass.

Pumping his cock a few times, he bites down onto his lip and grabs up the forgotten bottle of lube that was dropped onto the bed a little earlier, he pops it open and squirts a generous amount onto his cock and on your hole.

Then, he leans over you, pressing the tip up against your puckering hole while pressing his hand onto the bed beside your body, caging you in as he leans over to whisper in your ear. “I’ll go slow, just relax for me, will you? I know you can, bunny. You’re my good boy after all.” He whispers, kissing between your shoulder blades. The gesture and his words make your cock harden again even after cumming and you shake a little in shock at just how easily your body responded to him.

And that’s when you felt it, the ridiculous stretch of his tip as he began to push himself into your lubed up and slightly stretched hole. Baki grits his teeth as you start to swallow him up, making him groan in delight and satisfaction, going in inch by inch until his balls are snug against your perineum. He doesn’t move once he’s fully inside you and you don’t either, crying out as he’s stuffed you full. You’ve never felt so full in your life. It burned. It tingled. It hurt. It felt amazing. There were too many sensations going on at once and it was overwhelming you to the point of becoming delirious but Baki’s calming voice reeled you back down to reality with ease.

“You alright? Doesn’t hurt too much does it?”

You have half a mind to shake your mind but you know that any little movement would make the rest of your body move so you verbally responded instead, though your lips remained shut, a hum would suffice.

“Mm… mm.”

Baki chuckled and you lurched forward at the movement, making you gasp and suddenly scratch at his bed sheets, pulling at them as you buried your face into his pillow, smothering your face in the lingering scent of the shampoo he used. Sighing, he leaned back and rested his hands onto your hips, still not moving as he observes your body in this position. Your body was just as pretty as your face, he had his suspicions but this was exceeding beyond his expectations. He wanted to move, fuck you through the mattress and maybe even break the bed frame but he refrained, wanting to give you time to adjust. He knew that once he started he probably wouldn’t be able to stop or let up any of his movements so this was a the best course of options for the both of you.

However even he had his limits. As content as he was with you cockwarming him with your sweet ass, he wanted to start moving, and so did you.

Pulling about halfway out, he slammed back in, watching as your body bounced, especially your ass, and licked his lips, hearing the muffled scream come from you at his sudden movement. Then he waited a couple seconds to see if you’d protest but when you didn’t, he pulled back and thrusted again, watching in fascination as your ass rippled in waves with the impact from his hips. This earned yet another broken moan of pleasure from you, and so, he continued, rocking his hips at a slow pace, listening to your quiet cries of pleasure as he continued to grip on your hips.

The slow pace gradually increased in speed, and before you knew it, he was fucking you hard into his bed and you were pretty sure that if he wasn’t holding onto you he would have sent you right through the wall and out onto the street in front of his house.

Your little mewls and moans were music to his ears, mixing with his own groans and moans as he continued his rapid movements, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, the tip pushing against your prostate each and every time. The rigorous movement made your own cock bounce around without any restraint and you were sure you’d ended up dirtying up his sheets soon if he kept up like this.

What you weren’t expecting was him to suddenly pull back and slap your ass with his hand, making you cry out in shock, turning your head to the side so you could breath and then look back at him over your shoulder.

Looking back at you through his half-lidded gaze, he grinned at you and picked up his pace, just to watch your eyes flutter from the pleasure, your head lolling to the side as you were overcome with ecstasy and pain.

“Haah… sure this is your first time, bunny? You’re gobblin’ me right up with this fat jiggly ass of yours. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think your body was made for my cock and my cock only.” He teased, smacking your other ass cheek to leave them raw with two matching handprints.

Good luck going home after this, he’s not letting you leave, plus, its not like you’d be able to walk properly afterwards anyways. Luckily, you’ve got a loving new boyfriend to take care of you.

[rae-pss]

RANDOM PICKLE HC 'CAUSE HE'S SO BBG

— RAE'S NOTE: if someone asks you, i'm not into the cave man... oh, this are headcanons about him as a partner ( :)) ).

༉‧₊˚. ─ let me emphasize the fact that the poor prehistoric man has awakened in a place and in a time more than unknown to him, where nothing seems to be what it once was; so, it's understandable that he's more than lost half of the time.

༉‧₊˚. ─ now, speaking of physical affection, i feel that it'd be his love language. this is because it's easier for him to try to express himself bodily given his lack of ability to speak.

༉‧₊˚. ─ you've to see him like a big animal –at least, so do i–. with familiar people he's friendly and even affectionate, but with strangers and possible threats he becomes more assertive and territorial.

༉‧₊˚. ─ if by chance you became his partner, mate in his eyes, you'd have to work hard to make him learn and understand your boundaries because, like it or not, PICKLE can't read social cues at all. if you don't like something, you're going to have to explain to him, as much as possible, what shouldn't be done, when, where and how.

༉‧₊˚. ─ again, he's someone i see more physical leaning. his displays of affection are far from contemporary, and it shows.

༉‧₊˚. ─ his hugs are considerably comfortable. when his arms, strong and warm to the touch, wrap around you and pull you close to his chest, it feels like an oversized bear hugging you. the muscles can be uncomfortable for some, but if you hides your face between his pecs, or leans it against them, it's all gone and you can easily sleep like that.

༉‧₊˚. ─ you've to teach him what kissing is and how to do it; i feel like he doesn't know what that's or means. his version of kissing is a lick on the cheek, or another part of the body that's close to him at the moment.

༉‧₊˚. ─ sometimes PICKLE gives you gifts, in his style, that he has found in his adventures –to name his escapes somehow–. gifts ranging from dead animals, or parts of them, to pretty stones he saw on the ground.

༉‧₊˚. ─ on more than one occasion, he has gone into attack mode against one of the other fighters when he sees them "very" close to you. that's to say, he goes into defensive mode, but very rarely would he attack them; before that, he'd rather take you in his arms or grab it and leave the place.

©rae-pss. do not steal, repost, edit, translate, copy or modify any of my work on any social media account, or claim it as your own.

[dakumoon-00000]

Same💁

[nina-renmen]

This is like my first time ever making an "ask" to someone and I'm not even sure if you're taking requests for oneshots and stuff like that at the moment so feel free to ignore this if you arent!!

If you are however, could I ask for a Pickle (Baki) x reader where reader has kind of developed their own style of fighting by emulating the form of Godzilla (any era/version) and Pickle actually gets taken aback?

I don't mind if the reader is written as black or any gender at all nor how it ends, so you can have as much creative freedom with this as you like!

Thank you for considering!

This idea is really interesting! It’d be hard to pass up writing this! I’m not very well versed in Godzilla so if I get anything wrong please correct me!

The air was crisp and cold, the moonlight barely peeking out from the clouds. Y/n groaned, winding her shoulder before hearing a familiar pop. With a sigh of satisfaction coming from her as she continued to walk down the poorly lit streets.

A huffing sound could be heard as she exited the alley way and came out into the open area. An arena across from her held a large hold was in front of her. ‘Isn’t that where pickle was held?’ Y/n thought. Her [eye color] eyes focusing on the damage. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she sensed a presence behind her.

She could not only see her breath but because of the cold air she could see another’s too. Y/n swiftly turned around, eyes widening at the sight of the primitive man’s arms reaching out to grab her. Creating some distance between them, y/n set the grocery bag on the dewy grass. Immediately taking a stance, one that pickle seemed to recognize.

His grin widened, flashing a sharp pair of canines. Unbeknownst to you the prehistoric man was following you, ever since you showed up at that arena to see his fight with Jack. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. Your voice, the way your eyes lit up just like his when blood was spilt. Not only were you mate worthy but you were strong at that.

But what pickle failed to realize is just how strong you were. Usually the primitive man would know just by looking at someone. But you were so small compared to him. Granite, everyone was.

Without thinking Pickle took quick steps towards you, not realizing that the way his claws were out or the way he flashed his sharp teeth at you was threatening. Immediately y/n pulled her leg back, sinking deeper into her position. Showing off the entirety of it. His eyes widened, stopping in his tracks. The form was so familiar but he couldn’t remember it.

A small growl came from the depths of pickle. His chest rumbling as his eyes narrowed, taking a step back. Where had he seen this stance from?! His mind screamed danger at him, told him to get away. But he wanted you. He needed to have you. He was this close to taking you all for himself, he couldn’t loose now. Who knows when the next opportunity would arise?

Ignoring his consciousness he proceeded anyway only to have a sharp pain go through his body. He didn’t know what had happened until his body went through a concrete building.

He stared up at the ceiling above him, eyes wide. Slowly he sat up, a brick or two falling. Indicating that the building was going to crumble any minute. Pickle stood up, his eyes darting around to find you through all the dust and debri.

Pickle let out a growl when he couldn’t find you, his eyes narrowed as he walked through the debri. He just had you! How could he have let you get away? He would have never expected someone like you to have hit that hard. And your stance…..he hadn’t seen that stance since he was a child.

His ears picked up the sound of rustling. Turning around he almost missed the flash of [hair color] hair fleeing around the corner. Pickle ran after you. Or tried to. A sharp prick stung his neck. And…..he begun to feel drowsy.

Pulling the needle out of him he looked down at it. They were sedating him. An unknown man up on the rooftop, a gun that was loaded with the needles in his hand that was pointed at Pickle. The last thing the primitive man could see was your form walking back up to him. Your warm hands holding his head up as he fell, making sure his skull didn’t crash against the concrete.

He’d just have to try harder next time.

[isaactheterrible]

Kaioh Retsu SFW and NSFW Headcannons, Plsssssss???

I love repuest lol this was tons of fun to write, fluff + nsfw

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Retsu Headcannons

Sfw:

Absolutely incredible cook, 10/10 husband material, please let this man cook for you

I think Retsu is more of a romantic who would try to do your hobbies with you. You like dancing? How about you two take a dancing class together? Or you could teach him. You like drawing? Maybe you can do so together while commenting on each other's art works as you go. You like cooking? He'll fucking melt his so excited to cook with you so you can teach each other your family's recipes

I think Retsu's love language is acts of service, it's just how he shows affection and he would never let you handle the domestic burden on your own. That being said, he would feel extremely underappreciated if you didn't also step up and help without being asked to or if you took his love language for granted

Retsu is a family man not so much in the having kids kind of way but more in the integrating into his spouse's family and integrating them into his kind of way. He would love to be close to his inlaws and for you to meet his own found family

Very emotionally supportive and caring but he sometimes hides his own feelings to avoid "burdening" you with them. It would take a lot of time to make him feel safe enough to share them and be vulnerable with you

Tons of domestic fluff all around, like I said husband material. He loves having a close intimate emotional relationship with his partner that takes a long time to build. Knowing that he can rely on and trust his partner is crucial to him. Honestly and trust are absolute must haves and the very core of what his relationships are based on so if you ever break that trust in a serious way there's no coming back from that. He also doesn't date casually.

Secretly likes it when you get sick and he has to take care of you

Usually prefers to be the big spoon while cuddling, having you in his arms makes him feel reassured that you're safe

Favorite type of date is either picknicks or cooking together at home

He would like to have children in the future biological or adopted but it's not a necessity for him.

Not particularly possessive or jealous because he trusts you fully, still can get irritated if a suitor is being too persistent or he feels inferior to them (Which is rare because his not an insecure person, but if he sees his spouse as out of his league that might make him a tad insecure that they'll leave him for someone else in the future) If he gets bothered by the suitor he'll ask them to leave but if they're cruel or creepy towards you things will get physical

Loves forehead kisses. Makes him feel loved

Nsfw:

Idk man, 7 inches uncut

Switch at heart but prefers to dom as a pleasure dom cause he just likes taking care of you. If his subbing he gets a bit shy and is overwhelmed quite easily, have fun with that

Verse, but will only bottom if his feeling either really hot and bothered or vulnerable, loved and safe

Usually he prefers to function more as a pleasure dom/service top (Again love language is acts of service)

Does sometimes edge you a bit but feels kinda bad dragging it out for too long, reassure him that It's fine and well you'll get what you deserve ; )

Please, please, please, please, please pull this man's hair it'll awaken something in him

In the rare event he feels possessive his usual service top quickly changes to a power bottom and he'll literally ride you for hours till he feels you got the message

LOVES it if you take charge especially if his been off traveling and you haven't seen each other in a while. Makes him feel wanted

If you're AFAB and you don't want children he'd rather wear condoms (or even get a vasectomy if he's 100% sure you two are for life) than make you go on birth control because he knows how much it can fuck up your body and hormones.

If you're AMAB or infertile he'll be more lax about it unless one of you has an STD. I do believe his monogamous so if you both get checked and you're clean he can forgo protection all together.

Is very interested in bondage and wants to experiment a bit with kinks if and only if he trusts you. Still his too shy and will not mention it unless you start the discussion first

Will probably at least be willing to experiment with any kinks you may have unless they involve hurting you in any way (His terrifying of causing you any kind of pain and he also doesn't have the heart to degrade you even if you reassure him it's what you want). He might enjoy it if it's you degrading him but only if it's softer stuff (Such as a bit of mean dirty talk and not heavy degradation)

If you act all lovey-dovey during sex he will literally melt, easiest way to get him to sub. Of you're very loud or actively asking for more he will be more dominant

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Have fun lol

[iskratempestmadness]

Being his girlfriend is...

Part 2

Jack:

• get up with him. In fact, it seems to me that he does not work because of the eternal training, so he gets up with taba (in fact, he starts training around this time) . Jack would probably make a great housewife... Yes, I know he doesn't look like a housewife, but if you think about it, he probably doesn't always eat in restaurants, so he knows how to cook. Either he does his own laundry or he takes them to the laundry. In general, it seems to me that he is an independent boy, if you are out late, and he has already finished training, then he will cook you something to eat and the house will be clean.

• be under constant supervision. It doesn't mean anything bad, it's just like Hana, he's not very good at expressing love in words, so he does it that way.

• Gifts with a story. As I said, he doesn't work anywhere, so where does he get the money? This is a good question, most likely his mother helps him in this regard. The money she gives him is enough to buy "Medicines" so why shouldn't they be enough for gifts for the girl he loves?

• support. On his part, it is expressed in touching. He knows better than anyone how much support is needed. But there should be one on your side, too. Look at him, he's trying so hard, he's training so hard, it's worth at least telling him every day how amazing he is.

• walking in parks in your free time. It just calms him down so much, like your voice when you tell him what happened during your walk today.

Katsumi:

• sleep as much as you want. If he needs to train, he will get up so as not to wake you up. If he doesn't need to go anywhere, then he will look at you fucking, play with your hair, in general, he will find something to do.

• Cute teasing. Katsumi is one of those guys who gives his girlfriend a new nickname every time, and yet his favorites remain "Princess" and "Sweetheart"

• to do all sorts of wild things with him. Go outside in a dinosaur costume? Of course, honey!Sign up for a pilon together? No problem, doll!

• bask in compliments. He, like Bucky, does not skimp on them. He also does not skimp on gifts. Dresses, jewelry, restarans are all available, but within reason.

• unexpected dates. Not only are they unexpected, but they are also very diverse. And it can be anything from a candlelit dinner to skydiving.

• family. He thinks about it a lot. He thinks about what a new level your relationship will reach when you become his wife and how wonderful your children will be... He'll probably get up the courage soon and make you a sequel.

[mangacharacters]

[haeetu]

🔥‼️SPICY BAKI HEAD CANNONs IS HERE‼️🔥

Feat: Pickle , Doyle , Olivia, restu , and yurjiro ( AGAIN)

Pickle 🥒🪨👨🏿

Since pickle is a pre-historic cave man he doesn't know anything about human world

Man idc how to describe this pre-historic man but he will destroy you

Mf will go till day light

Since he's new to the timeline he doesn't get doing it on the bed since. yk back in caveman time they didn't have ✨soft✨ rectangle beds. So yall dont do it often on the bed

But when you do have s3x in the bed it breaks every time so you have to buy a new one every.. single..time 😰

Pickle never seems to use the bed so you guys end up doing stand up sex 😻😻 (RIP)

His kinks would definitely be pulling hair ,biting ,licking, praising (you'll be the one doing, cvm play,and oversim (he loves you voice when you do 😼)

Olivia 🍪 ✨

Seems like the type of guy to call/text you saying bbg (funny)

This man is crazy about you. Whatever you go Mr.biscit will go no doubt!

Olivia is the type of man to. Go to the lingerie store and boldly pick out the best ones

He's prob like 6.4 inches 🔥‼️

Loves to raw dog

If Olivia had kinks it would be praising, biting , and maybe ropes

During intercourse when he reach climax his bites his lips down to prevent to hurt you 🤕

DOES AMAZING AFTER CARE

Restu (my wife)

Since he's one of the best waifus I'll treat him right!!

Restu says he's the 'shy' type when it comes to lingerie but he secretly loves it

His kinks would be praising. He LOVEES how you look under him. It go r him dominance 😻‼️‼️

Hickeys ... Just hickeys ❤️

I'll say restu about 6 inches 🌝

Is it weird if I think he'll play soft lofi when y'all do it just imagine... The mf fuckin the shii out LIKE ROUGH HOUSIN' while he's doing that you hearing someb soft lofi beats 😭🙌🏿

Mines - Cpr

Doyle 🔪💢

Ahh. Doyle my sangwoo (ks) wanna be but...

⚠️⚠️ Manga spoiler if you didn't finish it (which you should) ⚠️⚠️ @chaichaiiskai

This is what they should've did for that jjk death 😤😒

If he got caught with the murders and yk didn't die..

BUT BACK TO THE SUBJECT

End of spoiler ‼️‼️

My fav death row inmate

Ngl his how prob smells like chlorine..

This single man will make you spiral for him

Of the bar this man loves knife play

He would moves his knife up and down your throat while you lay down.. ❣️

Now images this

Your siting down in the bed on your phone and Doyle walks in he tells you to lay your phone down. You do so now he whips out his pocket knife and asks you to do a favor and lay down. You lay down and he just looks at you observing you. He takes his pocket knife and moves it up and down your throat making you head tip back. He moves his hands up and down you thighs while he does it

(ARGGGG OML THAT'S YO MUCH WORDS. NEXT!)

Kinks - knife play (obv), marking, some disintegrating (I'm not sure if I spelled that right) , hand cuffs, blind folds, and MAYBE PET PLAY??

Ok DONEEE! I take criticism so please if I need something to work on tell me I would love it and ty

ONE QUESTION ❓❓

DID I EAT THIS UP 😻😻‼️

DID I COOK⁉️

[mothwingwritings]

Ma'am can we please have some general sfw/nsfw Jun Guevara hcs we're starving

On my knees begging he's such a menace to society and your writing's so good

Call me meals on wheels how I be feeding the masses. (⌐⎚u⎚)

Heh heh heh, I have been meaning to try and write more Jun goodness. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ Thank you for providing the opportunity and thank you for your kind words!!!

I hope I did our beautiful boy Jun some justice with this one! NSFW at the end, so 18+ only please!

This man is one of the world’s biggest show offs, ESPECIALLY in your presence. The moment he hears your voice or spots you across the room, he starts posturing. Gloating about his various achievements, flexing and showing off his body whenever you pass by, dropping names of famous people he knows or exotic places he’s been, anything to try and get a rise out of you or to get you fawning. The man is not shy about singing his praises in a multitude of ways to paint himself as the ideal man for you.

If he has to spend any time away from you for any reason, all of his free time is going to go towards contacting you. Texts, phone calls, video chats-there is nothing that boosts his spirits like hearing your voice and seeing your face. Even just a simple text from you saying ‘good morning’ is enough to send him over the moon. Expect a rambling paragraph response back to any message you may send, littered with romantic prose while simultaneously begging you to send him pics (either lewd or just a normal selfie, doesn’t matter to him as long as he gets to see your pretty face/body).

He’s got a plethora of nicknames for you, ranging from sweet and loving to downright obscene. He loves seeing you blush and squirm, so he’s more apt to use the raunchy ones in public.

Despite his big ego and penchant for inappropriate flirting, he is a huge romantic. You are his one and only, his soul mate, and the thought of spending the rest of his life with you by his side never fails to fill him with butterflies. Nothing fills him with joy quite like waking up with you each morning and falling asleep with you each night. His most peaceful moments are when you are tucked in by his side, sleeping soundly under his protection.

He’s a rather jealous person, so he always gets grumpy when you aren’t giving him your full attention. If you so much as glance at your phone while on a date he gets moody, and isn’t above taking any electronic devices you may have away from you and stashing them out of your reach until you have to part ways with him. If it’s another physical person you are giving your attention too, he will become insufferably rude/standoffish to them until they either get the picture and leave on their own, or you are so mortified by the encounter you leave yourself, dragging Jun with you.

Family is very important to him, and he is extremely eager to bring you into his family’s fold. It didn’t take long in your relationship for you to become acquainted with both his close and extended family, and though you were nervous as hell to meet them all so soon, they accepted you with open arms and put you at ease upon your initial meeting. They were quick to usher you into their home, provide you with a warm meal, relay story after embarrassing story of Jun in his youth. If you are someone who doesn’t have a family/has a bad relationship with your family, all that changes now as you have been fully adopted into the Guevera home, his family quickly becoming your own. Otherwise he’s just as eager and adamant to meet your family, and will invite them to every Guevera family gathering in the future. Just prepare yourself for the onslaught of ‘when can we expect a grandchild?’ questions to roll in, and that all of them will be responded with ‘We’ve been hard at work, so as soon as possible’ or something similarly suggestive by Jun.

He has a tendency to be SUPER pouty. If you get into a disagreement or spat, even with how much he loves you, he wants to be the one who comes out on top. If you prove him wrong in an argument, any sense of victory you may feel is going to be overshadowed by how damn whiny he is going to be over the next several hours. It can get so annoying that sometimes you give in and apologize, even though you did nothing wrong, just to get him to shut up. Regardless of if you concede to him or not, he is super clingy during the whole ordeal, wanting you to shower him in affection and attention as a means to ‘apologize to him for being mean to him.’ (He is an incorrigible brat. ^^;)

Sometimes Jun will just stop and stare at you for elongated amounts of time. At first it unnerved you a bit, unsure of what caused him to halt what he was doing and just… Look at you. When you finally worked up the courage and asked him why he would sometimes look at you so intensely, he simply explained that he often gets so caught up in your beauty that he can’t bring himself to tear his eyes away from you. From that day forward you can’t help but blush bright red when you catch him doing it, which in turn always makes him produce a devilish smirk.

Though he lives to make you a blushing, stuttering mess, you also have the power to fluster him as well. Whenever you earnestly express your love for him, or go out of your way to show him you care, he turns into a flushed, mushy mess. He catches himself pretty quickly, but you always savor the moments when he slips and loses his macho façade, finding ruffled Jun quite endearing and cute.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!!

As stated before, family is a top priority for him, and he is obsessed with the idea of making a huge family with you. This man has the biggest breeding kink, and any kind of love making he does never stops at one round. He needs to make sure he pumps you nice and full, eager to realize his dreams of a huge family ASAP. He practically salivates over the thought of how you will look stuffed with his children, thinking of how hot you’ll look round and full making him that much hornier and work that much harder to impregnate you.

He has an extremely hard time containing himself, and if you tease him in anyway (whether it be with sexy clothing, coy flirtations, or potentially just something you are doing unwittingly) he can and will take you right then and there. Who is he to deny himself the pleasure of you, when you so boldly flaunt your sex appeal before him? If you are in public he (usually) has the decency to pull you somewhere more private before he begins his assault, but he doesn’t do anything to try and muffle or hide what he is doing with you. In fact, he takes pleasure from knowing you may be caught or heard-people should be aware of how good he is at pleasuring his woman and be jealous of the fact that he can have you anytime he desires, and they never will. The ONLY time he shows any restraint is if children are present, but even then it doesn’t take long for him to shoo them away so that he can have his way with you without the fear of scarring any innocent minds.

Despite the thrill he may get over people potentially walking in on/hearing you two making love, he is EXTREMELY possessive and gets majorly pissed off if anyone other than him sees you in a compromising position, or ogles you for too long. He’s the kind of man that will make you wear an oversized tee and board shorts to the beach just to keep wandering eyes from lingering on you too long. Your body, wanton expressions, and your sultry moans-they are for him and him only. If someone else did manage to catch you two in the act he will hunt them down later and beat their ass, accident or not. The only exception would be if it was someone he trusted, but even then they are on VERY thin ice.

He likes to film his sexual encounters with you, and loves even more to make you watch them with him afterwards. Even if it embarrasses the hell out of you, he thinks it’s completely unfair that you don’t get to see how goddamn sexy you look when he’s plowing into you, and insists on sharing the experience. He happily narrates the whole thing to you as he holds you perched on his lap, rewinding his favorite moments to he can play them again and again for you. He’ll almost always touch you while the video plays, doing his best to coax the same noises and reactions from you as you are doing in the video. These viewings of course also lead to more sex, as there is no way in hell he isn’t hard as a rock once he’s done viewing it.

Jun is very perceptive of your mood and can always tell when you are in a self-conscious rut. He can’t stand when you demean yourself and gets agitated when you tear yourself apart over your appearance. Don’t you realize how fucking beautiful you are??? Don’t you see that you are literal perfection??? Well, if not, he’s just going to have to show you, isn’t he? He will take his time worshiping every inch of you, giving extra care to the parts of your body you are comfortable with. Every part of you is flawless, and if you have trouble seeing that on your own he has no qualms over helping you realize this. As long as it takes, he won’t stop lavishing you until you yield to him and realize just how incredible you are.

As much as he loves watching you when you are making love, he loves holding you during the experience even more. His favorite positions are the ones where you are a close, intertwined mess of limbs and carnal desire. He wants to feel you in your entirety, and there is no such thing as close enough as far as Jun is concerned.  When you are pressed against him you can feel each other’s heartbeat, and it’s easier for him to whisper in your ear about how much he loves you, tell you how fucking unbelievably good you feel. He is absolutely obsessed with you in every way, and he’ll keep you as close as he can for as long as possible, savoring the unity he feels with you beside him. You are half of his soul, and he feels incomplete otherwise.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Some Pickle for my baby, @unstuckmusturd . Merry Christmas!! 🎄

TW: Dark content, monster fucking, gore, yandere, size difference, and horror elements

Yandere Baki Shorts: The Abominable Snowman

Yandere Yeti Pickle x Explorer Afab Reader

“Are you sure you know where you’re taking us? It seems you’re deliberately leading us further and further away from civilization.” (Your name) ignored the whines of the group of men that trudged behind her in the snow. They dragged their feet as they huffed. The group hadn’t ceased their complaints since they had left the village but (your name) had already been paid the hefty sum to lead them up the mountain to find a rare herb.

“I’m sure.” (Your name) sighed as she lead them through the forest in the mountain. She’s traveled this mountain dozens of times. She knew it like the back of her hand. It was just a shame most men didn’t think she was capable because of her gender… the men continued to grumble under their breath as they followed behind her towards the snowy clearing. The whole group was unaware they they’re were being watched

It was when the wind began to pick up that (your name) urged the researchers to move faster. A blizzard was coming… they failed to keep up with her fast steps as the snowfall gradually braced denser… and that was when a loud roar echoed throughout the clearing that sent a chill down her spine. Was that a polar bear? No… whatever was charging towards them was much bigger than a bear. (Your name) quickly left the researchers behind as she scrambled to safety. She wasn’t going to let these men slim down her chances of survival since she’s already gotten exactly what she’s wanted.

The thick, white blankets of snow blinded her from the carnage behind her. The only thing she could hear were the loud, blood curdling screams of the researchers. And what felt like an eternity later, silence filled the blistering, cold air. It was terrifying to know that she were now alone, but she had to keep going. She didn’t want to die here. Not like this… not being mauled to death.

Once (your name) was back into the forest, she began to set up camp. She needed to build a shelter to retire for the night. It was far too dangerous to continue traveling, especially with a polar bear on the loose.

(Your name) grunted as she used a shovel from her pack to dig a small hole into the snow to settle into for now. She would use their survival skills to outlast the blizzard and hopefully she didn’t run into any polar bears… (your name) made the perfect hole with a tunnel that didn’t allow the wind to blow into her little snow cave. The young woman set up her sleeping bag and retired for the night. Her eyes that were heavy with sleep drifted shut. She prayed to whatever god was out there that she survived the night… little did she know of the large figure who stood above her hideout. A low growl escaped their lips as they made their way over to the slumbering (your name), their clawed hand brushed a few of her stray hairs out of her cold face. His Pretty mate… he’s been watching her for so long now and she was finally in his grasp. Pickle was so happy!

(Your name) awoke the next morning feeling warm…. Warm?! (Your name) went to jump up in shock but fluffy, muscular arms held her down. What on earth- (your name) gasped when her eyes clashed with brilliant gold eyes. A yeti?!

Pickle sat up and cooed at her, his clawed fingers poked at her cheeks as he rose to sit up on his haunches. He was massive… he was bigger than any creature she’s ever seen and he was covered in white and black hair. Never did she think a creature of myth would be real…

(Your name) went to step back but Pickle stopped her. He quickly pulled her back into his body, the yeti nuzzled his face into her shoulder and loudly purred. (Your name) loudly squealed when she felt his wet tongue lapped at her neck. His breath reeked of rotten meat. “Stop it!”

Pickle whined when she pushed his head away, he had merely wanted to love on his mate… why did she reject him? He had shown that he was the strongest out of all the other males. He was worthy of her. Pickle was strong.

Pickle set her down in a pile of pelts as he began to try to tug at her clothes. He wanted something specific from her… Pickle wanted young and she was the perfect one to bare them for him. He’s searched this mountain for a female for months and she’s been the only one he’s seen. Pickle would stake his claim

(Your name) began to fight back. Her small hands beat against each his chest which amused the large creature. She wanted to play? How cute! But she was so skinny… she’d break if he tried to breed her now!

Pickle soon began to poke and tease her, his sexual appetite satiated for now. He could try again later, there was plenty of time before spring!

(Your name) found herself trapped with Pickle in his cave and it was a terrifying experience. The yeti would constantly bring her back meat with utmost urgency, the large monster whining if she didn’t like what he brought. Didn’t she understand she needed to eat so they could breed? She needed to gain weight! Maybe she’d like something else?

Bathing was a bit difficult for her at first but she taught Pickle how to collect snow in her small pot from her pack. Pickle was amazed the first time he saw fire. He even reached out to touch it out of curiosity but quickly howled in pain when he burnt himself. The yeti cried as (your name) kissed his clawed fingers with utmost care. Pickle began to love to be babied

Pickle loved to see her bare. Her curves were delicious to his starving eyes… he couldn’t wait for the spring time to claim his prize.

Pickle was thrilled when (your name) would eat the berries and fish he brought back. The yeti would dance in happiness every time she ate the succulent fruits and nuts he had scavenged for. It swelled his heart up with pride to see her happy. See? Pickle was a great mate! He was perfect!

As weeks went on, (your name) began to make her own clothes out of the many pelts pickle brought her for warmth. The nest in the center of the cave was now twice the size it was from when she first was brought here.

(Your name) had soon grown used to Pickle’s eccentric behavior and to his constant snuggles. Hell, she’s even grown used to his pungent scent… but lately there’s been a more headier scent all over the cave. One that caused a stirring between her legs. Were they some sort of pheromones?

Pickle smirked when he noticed (your name) shift, the yeti placed his large palms on her legs and slowly pulled her skirts up. There it was… her ovulation cycle has begun.

(Your name) had no time to shift from his grasp before his mouth descends on her. Her fingers tangle into the dark mop atop his head. A loud squeal escaping her lips as he greedily lapped at her folds. His freakishly long tongue dove past the tight ring of muscles to his prize.

It’s when (your name) is tethering on the edge of ecstasy that he pulls his mouth away and teases her hole with something much larger than his tongue. And before she can get a grasp on what is going on, he sheathed himself into her. Pickle groans at how she tightens from the intrusion

Her cries only fuel him to pound into her. To breed. She can do nothing but cry as the large bulge protrudes in her stomach. He was too big. He was too much. But it didn’t take long for the pain from his rough fucking to start to melt into something pleasurable

(Your name) felt the coil steadily build in her once more. This time, her hips began to try to meet his rough thrusts and she was rewarded with his tongue in her open mouth. She practically choked on the large muscle that had hints of her taste on it

She felt herself explode on this monster who was somehow sucked even deeper into her from the force of her orgasm. A scream escaped her throat when she felt burning ropes of his cum fill her… there was not a doubt in her mind that this monster had successfully stuffed her with his young. Her stomach a bit bloated from the sheer amount of semen in her

Pickle cooed as he pulled out with a wet pop, his fingers scooped up the viscous cum that leaked from her stretched hole in hope to save as much of it as he could.

. She knew she was ruined beyond repair, but it didn’t matter to her anymore. If she was going to be stuck on this mountain, she might as well enjoy herself

Pickle cooed as he curled his body into hers. The monster licked up her tears as he held her close to keep her warm. She was his mate… his perfect, beautiful mate

[kengan-daddies]

I'm Your Baby Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend!! Reader

Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend Reader Series

Anime : Baki: Son of Ogre

Character : Baki Hanma

Warning : Lactation kink, Mommy kink, DMlb, Breeding Kink, Forced pregnancy, slight somnophilia

I'm Your Baby Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend!! Reader

I'm Your Baby Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend!! Reader

The sunlight poured into the room through the half-closed curtains, the blinds halfway angled down, making the rays of sunlight come into the room at a downward angle. The bed was messy with blankets and pillows scattered about. Limbs tangled up together, slim, smooth, toned legs crossed with muscular, thick scarred ones. Your naked bodies are warm and comfortable as you both enjoy the quiet lazy day.

You awoke not too long ago to the feeling of warm weight on your chest and soft hair under your chin. You didn't need to look down to know that it was Baki, he was a major cuddler, it was pretty normal for you to wake up to him snuggled up to you. Your fingers lazily rubbed over his back, shoulder, and arm, feeling his ridged muscles and scares under your soft touch. Your hand slowly makes its way up to the nape of his neck, your fingertips playing with the ends of his hair before you slowly comb your fingers through his burgundy locks.

You smiled softly when you felt him shift some, his arms tightening around you more as he buried his face deeper into your chest. Your drowsy eyes slowly closed as you drifted back off to a gentle sleep, your fingers coming to a slow stop in his hair as you drifted off. It wasn't long until Baki awoke next, his eyes cracked open as he sighed, your scent and warms circling around him comfortably as he pressed his face into the side of your inner breast, your nipple softly rubbing against the tip of his nose.

The contrast to your bodies was always so astonishing, seeing as how your personalities didn't match your place in the relationship at all. Sure, from an outside perspective, you were a normal couple, to some you looked like mother and son, and to others, you looked like a couple, it just depended on the situation at hand. But they were never too far off, considering that both perspectives were pretty much correct. He was your good boy and he was your man. He was your baby and he was your other half.

He tilted his head up slightly his lips brushed against your nipple gently before he closed his lips around it gently, his tongue lightly flicked it as he rolled it around, his teeth coming into contact with it gently, and his arms tightened around your waist as he pulled you closer to him as he widen his mouth taking in more of your breast into his mouth as he gently suckled on it. He wished, and prayed that you had milk, how can you feed your baby if you have no milk?

He gave a soft moan when he felt your fingers run through his hair gently. "Is my baby hungry?" You softly asked, your voice sounding groggy but still so beautiful. He gave a grunt in response as he gave a slightly harder suck, his tongue pressing on your underboob, almost like he was squeezing out the milk. Your arm tighten around him, pressing him into you as you hold him close to you. "Oh Baki, you're such a good boy... Suck a very good boy." You mumbled as you pushed his hair back from his forehead, repeating the action over and over as you pressed kisses to his forehead in between.

He groaned lightly, his hips shifting some as he pressed into you, you gave a small chuckle as you felt him rutting against your thigh, his semi-hard cock pressed against your inner thigh, a small stream of precum trailing into your inner thigh making a wet patch on the bed. "Is my baby getting rowdy? Does he need help?" You asked as you moved your other leg, pressing your thighs together and enclosing his hardening cock in between your plush thighs. He gave a shuddering moan at the sudden enclosure, his mouth pulling off of your breast, salaiva had trailed down his chin, your breast soaked as strands connected from his mouth to your breast the stands slowly breaking with distance as he pressed his face into your neck.

His hips thrust against your thighs as he groaned. "I- I wanna..ugh..I wanna be inside." He whimpered out. You grabbed his hair firmly, as you pulled his head back. His eyes seemed hazy and lust-filled as he stared at you. Your hand came up to rub his cheek. "You need to use your words, baby, you're a big boy." You softly cooed, he gave a shuddering sigh. "I- I wanna be inside, inside of mommy." He said. "I wanna be in your warm womb, I wanna be a part of you, I wanna make you feel good." He said. You smiled as you let his hair go, pushing it back as you gave his forehead a kiss. "That's a good boy." You said.

His eyes fluttered close for a moment before he moved, he grabbed your thighs gently yet firmly as he spread your legs apart, and you shifted onto your back, your arms laying above your head as you watched him. He was always so gentle with you. His hands traveled up your sides and over your breasts, back down and over your hips. "My mommy is so pretty." He said. You gave a bashful smile at his compliment. His hand traveled down to your glistening lips, his fingers gently pressing down on your clit making your abdominals flex at the pleasurable feeling. He circled his fingers over your clit making you moan as you bucked up into his hand gently, his thumb replaced his fingers as he slipped his finger into you.

Your head turned towards the side, your eyes closed as you focused on the pleasure, his eyes trained on your face as he pumped his finger into you, his thumbs circling over your clit, you gave a low surprised grunt when he entered a second finger into you. He smiled at your reaction, his fingers scissored inside of you a few times before he curled his fingers up, your legs twitched and your hips bucked up the feeling of your passing fluttering around his fingers made his chest swell with pride. He pushed in a third finger and you moaned.

Your hand curled into the pillow below your head, sighs and moans spilling from your mouth as you felt your orgasm coming on, your hips bucking against his fingers keeping up with his moderate speed. You gave a whining moan and your breath hitched, your back arched. His eyes shined as he felt your orgasm flutter through your clenching pussy, your juices drenching his fingers as he kept the same steady pump into you, riding out your orgasm.

Your body relaxed against the bed as you huffed lightly, he pulled his fingers out gently, and he stared down at his hand, rubbing his fingers together a few times before he stuck them into his mouth sucking off your juices. You lay there, the edge of sleep slowly creeping up on you, still drowsy from just waking up not too long ago. You felt the bed shift some, and the feeling of Baki's hand holding your hip while the sound of something sloppy sounded out. You looked down, seeing him giving his cock some desperate strokes, precum leaking down and some flying off, landing on your lower stomach and inner thighs.

His eyes clouded with lust as he stared down at you, a gentle yet hazy smile on his face as he did. You sighed as you got more relaxed, watching as he angled his hard cock towards your relaxing core. He pressed in slowly, his eyes rolling as they fluttered close, you closed your eyes, the stretch was always pleasurable as he slowly pushed in. "Nugh... Mommy is always-- so tight." He grunted out as he slowly bottomed out inside of you. You both sighed at the feeling, he sat there for a moment, and the throbbing of his cock, felt deep inside of you as he sat there. Admiration and love in his hazy eyes as he stared at you.

"I love you." He said as he slowly leaned over, his hands moving to pick up your thighs, pushing them up as he pressed them up on either side of your head. Your eyes widen at the position. 'A mating press?' You thought. His hips pulled back before he trusted back in, your breath pushing out from the thrust, that hazy smile on his face as he stared into your eyes. His thrusts are deep, long, but sweet. His forehead pressed into yours, the bed creaking, your breaths coming out as gasps as he angled his hips, his tip brushing against your G-spot, your hands held onto his arms and shoulder.

"I wanna get Mommy pregnant. I want her to leak milk, you need to feed your baby, but how can you feed me without any milk?" He spoke, sweat dripping from his body onto yours as he thrusts into you. Your hazy mind barely understood his words, but the word 'pregnant' did stand out to you the most. "Pregnant?... You want to... To be a dad Baki?" You asked him. He chuckled as he moved his head to your neck, pressing kisses up to your ear. "No, I just want your milk." He said. You understand now, the diet plan he suddenly put you on, the hormonal vitamins he convinced you to take, it was all for milk. 'Lactation kink...' You thought.

Your fingers combed through his hair before you gripped it pulling it as he moved with the force. "Baki... I- I don't need to get pregnant to make milk... I can make milk... just give It more time okay?" You said. His eyes were strong, luft-filled but still strong enough to bore into your soul. "okay... I can wait a little longer then." He said. You relaxed, you didn't want to get pregnant, that wasn't on your bucket list, you already had a baby, he was a big baby but he was yours nonetheless. You smiled as you pressed a kiss to his lips, your arms wrapping around his neck as his thrusts picked up speed, his breath coming out hard and short as he panted.

"I'm... I'm your good boy." He said as he released your thighs, his arms coming to wrap around you, his face pressed into your shoulder. Your legs wrapped around his waist. "Yes... Yes, you are... You're Mommy's good boy." You said as you pressed a kiss to the side of his temple. He grunted in response as he cuddle fucked into you, his favorite position. Your core fluttered as you felt another orgasm coming on, he groaned in response to the feeling. "I... Ugnh..." You couldn't make a coherent response as you felt your orgasm crashing down on you, your toes flexing and your heels dug into his back.

His thrusts became uneven as he felt your pussy fluttering around his cock, his eyes rolling from the feeling as his thrusts became slower and harder before he gave a hard groan, his cock throbbed as he came deep into you. His legs slowly stretched out, as he laid flat on you, his arms wrapped around you as he pressed his nose into your neck breathing in your scent. His slowly softening cock is still deep inside of you, enjoying your overwhelming warmth. "Okay Baki, get up, I need to clean up." You said. Light snores came as a response and you looked down at him as best as you could.

You sighed as you let your head fall back onto the pillow. "Of course, he fell asleep, he always does." You said with a sigh as your hands gently rubbed his back. A smile came on your face. "He's such a cutie." You said fondly as you tried to follow him into dreamland. Your soft snores sounded out after a few minutes and Baki's snores stopped, his eyes opened and he gave a smile as his hand came from around your body, and rubbed his hand over your stomach. 'My seed will hopefully take root, even if it doesn't there's nothing wrong with trying again. I won't stop until she leaks milk, either through pregnancy or threw other methods.' he thought determined to get what he wanted.

[chaichaiiskai]

Can I request a one shot for baki with a cute innocent boyfriend in public but when alone together or when no one is looking he's always teasing him and being a naughty boy causing baki needing to put him in his place to be a good boy👉👈

notes: hiya, 'course ya can request for baki boi, hope ya enjoy this nyohohoho...

warnings: horny horny horny, male reader, amab reader, mlm, homophobes don't interact, spanking, teasing, edging, a little mention of public teasing.

"OH, so, you think it's funny to tease me like that in front of your friends? Thought you said you wanted me to make a good impression on them." Baki spoke, shutting and locking the front door of your apartment once you were both through the door. In response, you shrugged at his words and took off your shoes before standing back up straight to peek back over your shoulder at him, almost bashfully batting your eyelashes at him.

"Hm? Tease? What do you mean? And no need to worry, my friends seem to like you! I think it's a mission accomplished!"

With a smile of triumphance, you lightly clapped your hands together in celebration, a hint of malicious intent linger behind your grin. Laughing, he seemed to smile in bewilderment as you attempted to gaslight him. "Nah nah nah. Don't play me like that. I know your games."

Innocently, you turned around and gave him your best puzzled look, tilting your head to the side as if you were some confused puppy. Baki could barely stop the amused look that crossed his features as he approached you, challenging your adorably confused daze with a look that said 'really?'

"You gotta be kiddin' me. Don't look at me like that... you and I both know you had your damn hand on my dick while we were watching Barbie in a public theater with your friends. And don't even try to make anymore excuses, talking about you 'missed the bucket of popcorn' or 'oh dear, my hand slipped.'" As he spoke, the redhead started to close the gap between the two of you even more, gazing at you with a mix between irritation, amused, and something that excited you. You nearly gasped, feigning your innocence even further. "But- it really was an accident. I didn't mean to touch you like that."

The smile suddenly dropped from Baki's face and suddenly, you were hoisted over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, a large hand striking your ass through the fabric of your pants. Even with the padding you could still feel the burn, causing you to yelp in shock and swat at his back in protest. "Hey! Be careful!"

To answer your warning, he simply slammed his hand down onto the other cheek, this time it was his turn to smile triumphantly as he carries you to the bedroom.

A number of things could occur right now. Which one...? You weren't sure. But nothing could have prepared you when Baki plopped down onto the edge of the bed with you draped over his lap, your stomach pressed against his thigh thighs. You missed the devious look on his face as he tugged down the back of your pants and undergarments until they exposed your bare ass, your bottoms bunching up beneath your cheeks.

"W-wait! I'm sorry! Don't—"

"Hah? You want me to stop? Haven't even gotten started yet though, sunshine. C'mon. It's only fair that you take it like a champ. Makin' me suffer through the movie. I wanted to watch Barbie girlboss it up, but nah nah nah, you wanted to play with me." He rested his hand onto one of your ass cheeks and gripped it, proceeding to teasingly play with it like a stress ball. "'s hard to concentrate on shit with you and your coniving little fingers. Wastin' my money. Teasing me in front of your friends when it was your idea in the first place to go and hang out with them. That's not fair, is it?"

Your lips part to answer but you can't, not when he raises his hand and brings it down onto bare skin, your lower body jerking in surprise and arousal from the harsh impact that nearly has you dizzy. The sting hurts but in a way that makes you shut your eyes to steady your wandering mind.

It didn't stop there.

He aims for the other cheek, bringing his hand down with such an intensity that you have to bite down on your lip and scratch at the duvet on the bed. You couldn't even answer him. He doesn't seem to like that.

"Hah? C'mon and say something. Maybe an explanation can help your case. But if I don't like what I hear, y'know what comes next."

You felt yourself become aroused, your cock stiffening in your underwear as it pressed against your boyfriend's leg. The rough treatment wasn't anything new, but the purposeful spanking was.

He waits for your answer, feigning concern as he massages your ass which he'd just assaulted with his rough hands, the sting is still present on your skin and the skin on his hand doesn't help soothe it in the slightest.

"I'm waiting. What? Can't think of anything? C'mon, baby boy. I know you're smart enough to formulate sentences." He then paused, seeming to have a wave of realization over him, and since your face is down on the bed, you miss the evil glint in his eyes. "Oooh. I know. You wanted me to teach you a lesson, eh? Ya coulda just asked."

And with that, he nearly cackled before lifting his hand yet again to proceed the spanking session, not holding up on any of his strikes. He barely batted an eye at your whimpers of protest but seemed to enjoy the way your legs would shake with each spank.

You couldn't even last two minutes before you began begging, trying to stop tears from spilling. "I'm sorry! Please... please give me a break! I'll be good...augh... promise. It burns!" You couldn't stop the fear tears that ended up rolling down your face, squeezing your eyes shut to keep your act together, feigning toughness despite sounding so broken.

This seemed to make the session pause, Baki seemed to be thinking deeply about something, mostly about your apology. You panted, glad to have the brief moment of relief as you wiped your eyes with a shaky hand. Suddenly, you were manhandled around and dropped down onto the bed— right on your stinging ass. You yelped in pain, thrusting your hips towards the ceiling to grant some relief from the stinging. In the same note, Baki watched you, looking down at your crotch. And to his surprise and amusement, you were stiff in your underwear and he could easily make out the wet spot that was present. Without a word, his brow quirked and he hooked his index finger under the waistband of your briefs, pulling them down to expose the embodiment of your lust. There was a pearl of precum beading at your tip and a noticeable throb in your shaft.

He gasped, acting like he was truly perplexed by your arousal. "Oh? Look at that. I barely touched you, Y/N." He then wrapped his hand around your shaft, pressing his thumb down on the slit of your cock, almost as if he pressing a button to set something off. In response, you whimpered, shifting around and trying to writhe out of his grasp. He simply laughs and gives your cock a squeeze n' tug, a moan of surprise being the only thing that you can muster afterwards.

Finally, you regain enough strength to look at him pleadingly through a half-lidded gaze, reading down to rest your hands on top of his.

"P-please..."

Baki almost blushed with just how endearing you looked. Pouty, pretty, and almost teary-eyed. He looked genuinely shocked as his lips formed a small 'o' and his eyes widened a little. He looked almost like he was about to grant your unspoken wish, but he didn't. Instead, he squeezed your cock again, causing your back to arch off of the bed, nails digging into hand from the sudden surge of pleasure.

"Please what? Please keep going? If you say so."

He then cracked a wild grin, beginning to circle his thumb around your sensitive tip, using your pre for a bit of lube, the sensation has you a babbling like a bafoon before you can even blink back another onslaught of tears.

The dig of your nails does nothing, they barely even scratch his toughened skin as he plays with you, enacting his revenge on the stunt you pulled. You hadn't even considered that the consequences of your actions would have led to spanking and then morphed into this bullshit, but here you were, tossing and turning, trying to get away from Baki's eager hand. He hadn't even started jerking you off, no, he was just rubbing at the head of your cock like he was polishing it off. It was agonizing. You were starting to lose your mind.

It would have been bearable if he'd just moving his hand, but nope, he decided to focus on the most sensitive part to teach you a lesson. And the squeezing the rest of his hand did was just the icing on the cake. You don't know how or when, but the urge to come suddenly came over you. And like mind reader, Baki sneered, speaking in the most condescending tone you've ever heard him use.

"Someone's close. Want me to let you cum?"

Immediately, you nodded your head without hesitation, unable to mutter a word as you bit your lip, tilting your head back against the mattress in an attempt to hold on your sanity. You were oh-so close to sweet release, if he just kept going you could—

"I'm hungry."

The pleasure came to an abrupt stop and his overwhelming presence soon disappeared from the cock, leaving it standing and bobbing in his direction, looking for him to continue. Baki swiped his tongue over the thumb he'd been using to 'polish' you and stood from the bed, yawning as if he'd just woken up from a restful sleep. You nearly cried when the high you had just reached started to dissipate with no sort of release, forcing you to open your eyes and look at him.

You'd looked like you were about to cry again.

Instead of serving you even an ounce of sympathy, Baki stared tiredly down at you, rubbing at the back of his neck as if he was truly shocked. "Somethin' the matter? I thought you wanted me to tease you...? Eh. Sorry." He then turned, walking out of the bedroom to go and fetch himself something to munch on from the kitchen. You laid there in defeat, still trying to process what had just been ripped from you. And when it finally made sense, you yelled his name out of anger.

"BAAAKIII!!!!!!!!"

Maybe next time you won't come between him and Barbie.

[rae-pss]

BAKI's the type of guy who wants to have you sitting on his back while he's doing push ups.