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seivsite · 11 months

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UNDER THE INFLUENCE.

synopsis: your boyfriend, micha, failed to recognize you while under the influence, and he remained skeptical until you presented him with video evidence.

includes: michael kaiser x fem!reader. he calls you good girl once, drunk kaiser, soft and clingy micha, swear words, suggestive at the end — wc: 1355

You were peacefully going about your evening when a series of messages started flooding your phone—several from Kaiser and a dozen from Ness. With a sigh, you opened your phone and began reading the messages.

Without wasting any time, you hastily slipped on your trusty Crocs and dashed off to the location Ness had sent you, dressed only in a hoodie and flared pants. As you arrived, your eyes scanned the area, searching for your boyfriend amidst the chaos. His hair, a vibrant mix of white roots and blue tips, stood out like a sore thumb. Approaching Ness and Kaiser’s slumped figure, you locked eyes with your beloved, who greeted you with a bizarre statement, “I have the most beautiful and wonderful girlfriend! Go away!”

You glanced over at Ness, who merely shrugged his shoulders, conveying that Kaiser had been acting like this for a while. Brushing off Kaiser’s nonsensical remarks and futile attempts to escape, you took charge and dragged him towards your car. Ness gathered Kaiser’s belongings and neatly stowed them in the back while you ensured that Kaiser was securely buckled up, preventing any potential wobbling out the window or other absurdities.

You expressed gratitude to Ness and embarked on the journey back home. However, Kaiser couldn’t resist voicing his discontent, whining about how his beloved would be disappointed to find him with someone else, completely oblivious to the fact that you were, in fact, his girlfriend.

As you parked the car and approached Kaiser’s side, you cunningly placed your phone by the window, ready to capture his drunken antics for some entertaining mischief.

“Micha,” you began, but he quickly interrupted, his tone filled with protest. “Nooo, only my girlfriend can call me that!” he whimpered, clutching onto you for support since his ability to walk properly had been compromised.

“But I am your girlfriend,” you insisted, determined to break through his inebriated haze.

“No, you’re not!” he countered, clearly in a state of confusion and intoxicated from the copious amounts of alcohol he had consumed. Together, you both stumbled into your shared home, ensuring the phone captured every hilarious moment.

Suddenly, your eyes caught sight of the ring he had bought you for your anniversary. Holding it up, you presented it to him. Kaiser examined the ring, then looked back at you, realisation dawning upon him. Immediately, he enveloped you in a tight hug.

“Mein Schatz~ Where were you? I thought you had abandoned me, thinking I wasn’t loved anymore,” he confessed, a few tears welling up in his eyes.

“Gosh, Micha, I didn’t expect you to be such a clingy drunk,” you muttered playfully, as you stopped the recording on your phone. With care, you guided Kaiser towards the bedroom, allowing him to collapse onto the bed. Methodically, you removed his shoes, blazer, and shirt, despite his feeble attempts to convince you to join him and just sleep. Deep down, you knew he’d complain in the morning if he didn’t change. So, you handed him a pair of comfy sweatpants, encouraging him to switch into something more comfortable. He sluggishly complied, finally sitting down on the mattress.

With tenderness, you wiped clean his face and tidied up his soiled clothes. Fetching a warm glass of water and some hangover medicine, you offered it to Kaiser, who grumbled about not needing it for a solid five minutes. However, when you threatened to withhold kisses from him, he reluctantly surrendered and drank the medicine. Finally, he nestled under the covers, succumbing to a deep slumber.

Shaking your head in both affection and amusement, you tidied up any remaining mess before joining Kaiser in bed. As you turned off the lights, you immediately felt his hands wrap around your waist, pulling you close. Kaiser found solace against your chest, emitting soft snores as he slept soundly. Gently, you planted a kiss on his forehead and whispered, “Gute Nacht, Liebe.”

As you woke from your slumber, you noticed Kaiser still peacefully sleeping on your chest, his head nestled against your bosom. Feeling a wave of warmth and affection, you decided to grab your phone and post a tweet on twitter.

However, after pressing the post button, Kaiser swiftly snatched the phone from your hand, wearing an annoyed expression.

“Hey, give me back my phone,” you demanded, reaching out to retrieve it. But Kaiser held it out of your reach, a mischievous pout forming on his lips. With his adorable “I want kisses” cat eyes, he requested, “No, give me a kiss first.”

You let out a sigh, realising you wouldn’t get your phone back without complying. Relenting to his playful demands, you planted a small peck on his lips. However, it was clear that he wasn’t satisfied with such a brief display of affection. Before you knew it, he firmly grasped your neck and pulled you into a deeper, more passionate kiss.

Startled by your quick reaction, Kaiser found his mouth covered by your hand as you asked, “Okay, happy now?” Swiftly reclaiming your phone from his grip, you casually walked away, heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Kaiser, still flabbergasted, followed you, almost stumbling along the way but managing to regain his balance.

Desperate for answers, he shouted, “Can’t you at least tell me what happened last night?!” His confusion and frustration were evident in his voice. You busied yourself with the pans and ingredients, getting everything ready to make a delicious breakfast for the two of you.

With a composed demeanour, you began to recount the events of the previous night. “You got drunk, Ness called me because you kept calling out my name. I arrived, and you didn’t recognize me until I showed you my ring,” you explained, your voice filled with a mixture of concern and amusement. Kaiser couldn’t believe his ears, the idea of not recognizing his one and only, precious lover seemed unfathomable. Before he could protest or deny it, you teased him, saying, “If you want to be sure, check the recent video in my gallery~” You continued cutting up the tofu, a mischievous glint in your eye.

Eager to confirm your words, Kaiser swiftly grabbed your phone, effortlessly unlocking it using your anniversary date as the passcode. As he watched the video, he was rendered speechless, unable to comprehend what he had just witnessed. Lost in thought, he hadn’t realised that you had finished preparing breakfast.

“Breakfast’s ready,” you chimed, placing the food on the table. “Oh, and Micha, you might want to check your phone soon.” You hinted with a playful smile, your own appetite clearly satisfied as you began to enjoy the meal.

Kaiser’s phone suddenly dinged, signalling someone was messaging him. You saw how his eyes widened in shock before your phone got its own notifications.

Kaiser’s mischievous gaze met yours, his eyes brimming with a playful intent. With a teasing smile, you wagged your pointer finger from side to side, playfully denying him.

“Ah ah,” you chided, “If you want my attention, you’ll need to—”

But before you could finish your sentence, Kaiser disregarded your playful admonishment. With a swift motion, he took your hand and led you back to your shared bedroom. Pinning your hands gently beside your head, he leaned in closer, his voice filled with a hint of seductive playfulness.

“Well, didn’t you just say you wanted me to fuck you?” he whispered, his eyes glimmering with desire. Before you could respond, he claimed your lips in a passionate kiss, his hand sliding underneath your shirt. A shiver ran through your body as his cold fingers brushed against your waist, drawing you closer to him.

As your arms encircled his neck, you surrendered yourself to the intoxicating passion of the moment. His lips left yours, venturing down to your neck, leaving a trail of tender love bites in their wake. A soft sigh of pleasure escaped your lips, as you revelled in the sensations.

“A bit eager, aren’t we?” Kaiser playfully teased, a hint of mockery lacing his words. “Well, my darling, how about you be a good girl and take whatever I give you, yeah?”

NOTES. the german petnames mean love and darling, mein means my iirc. also he’s shirtless after he wakes up soo (｡- .•). i promised to post this yesterday but uhh i fell asleep woops sorry lol. anyway thanks for reading!

TAG LIST. @rintosei @yanqingisim

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thedensworld · 5 months

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Now You're Safe With Me | C.Sc

Pairing: Seungcheol x reader

Genre: Fluff, angst, established relationship

Words count: ±400

Summary: Seungcheol received several missed calls from you, and he knew they weren't just regular phone calls.

Seungcheol had just finished his meeting with a business partner when his secretary informed him of multiple missed calls from you. Glancing at his watch, he noted it was still an hour after your scheduled lunch. He knew you wouldn't call unless it was urgent, and a sense of foreboding settled in. Hurriedly, he strode to his office, his fingers swiftly dialing your number.

"Seungcheol..." Your voice trembled, the wail of sirens and the clamor of a crowd audible in the background.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Alarm surged through him at the distress in your voice. His heart raced as he heard someone shout about bleeding on the other end.

"There was an accident, just a block away from my office. Another car collided with mine," you explained, your words slow and measured. "I'm okay, just a small fracture and some bleeding."

Seungcheol exhaled heavily, his heart aching as he heard your sobs through the phone. He stepped out of his office, motioning for his secretary to follow him.

"It's alright, love. I'll be there in ten minutes. Can you update me on your condition?"

"Yeah..." You replied, your voice a whisper. "I'm out of the car now. The medic has tended to my wound. They think my left hand might be fractured. I need to get it checked."

"We'll see the doctor together. I'll be right there with you," Seungcheol assured, but there was a prolonged silence before you finally responded.

"Sorry for bothering you, I was just so scared I might lose myself earlier."

His steps halted just meters from the company entrance, the security team bowing respectfully as he passed. Your words held him in place, vivid memories of your previous car accident 5 months ago flooding back. He had been overseas when it happened, rushing back on a thirteen-hour flight to be by your side. The trauma had lingered you, making driving a source of anxiety for months. It was only recently that you'd finally regained the confidence to drive again.

Seungcheol understood the terror you must be feeling now, and earlier.

"It's completely fine, my love. Take a moment to catch your breath, okay? We'll get your arm checked, and then how about some ice cream and that series you wanted to watch together?"

Seungcheol's heart ached at the thought of you alone in the aftermath of a car accident. Your fear of losing yourself resonated deeply with him.

"Hmm... I'll wait for you here. Some people were rushed to the hospital. They were bleeding so much. I'm grateful it's just a fracture and minor bleeding. Take your time... No need to rush."

He hummed in response, assuring you he was on his way even though his hand gestured urgently for his secretary to expedite their journey. While you insisted it was fine to wait, Seungcheol couldn't bear the thought of you alone after what had just transpired.

As he caught sight of you sitting on the ambulance, phone pressed to your ear, Seungcheol swiftly ended the call. He closed the distance between you, gathering you into his arms.

Seungcheol's breath caught at the sight of your blood-stained blouse and bandaged head. He turned to the nearest medic, urgency in his eyes.

"She lost a lot of blood. She was stuck in the car. We've stitched the wound, but please get her to the hospital for further checks. Her left arm might be fractured," the medic explained, and Seungcheol nodded, gratitude in his gaze.

Gently cupping your cheeks, he wiped away your tears. Leading you to the car, he whispered, "It's okay, baby. I'm here with you. You're safe."

As you settled into the car, Seungcheol's heart broke again when you apologized to him and his secretary for being a burden. Myungho, his secretary, asserted that your well-being was the top priority, a sentiment Seungcheol wholeheartedly agreed with. He supported your weakened body, acutely aware of how drained you must be. He remembered the medic had said how close you came to losing consciousness when the emergency responders worked to free you from the car.

"Stay with me, okay?" Seungcheol murmured, and you nodded, your movements sluggish.

After ensuring you received proper treatment, Seungcheol's tension eased. You had a blood transfusion and your arm was tended to. You were moved to a patient room, and Seungcheol ensured you had the best accommodations available.

"You're not driving anymore," Seungcheol stated firmly when you were in better condition, seated on your hospital bed.

You began to protest, but exhaustion had settled in, leaving you weak and unable to summon the energy.

Seungcheol's voice held a determined reassurance. "I'll drive you everywhere. And if I'm tied up, I'll have Chan take over. He might be chatty, but you were safer with him."

You lowered your gaze, a quiet "I'm sorry" escaping your lips, barely audible amidst the sterile hum of the hospital room.

Seungcheol's gaze softened as he approached, enfolding you in his embrace.

"I'm sorry, baby," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "I just hate the thought of not being there to keep you safe. When you said you were afraid of losing yourself earlier... it broke my heart. I want you to always feel secure, to know you're safe with me."

You mumbled an apology, and he shook his head. His fingers gently lifting your chin so you met his gaze. " "It's okay... Just remember, you're safe with me now."

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onlybunss · 2 months

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Always and Forever

Pairing~ boyfriend!jungkook x girlfriend!reader

Warnings~ crying ,soft!jk, pet names, kissing

A/N: How is it😭

After Friends Forever

Both can be read as a stand alone

"Good morning, Koo."

I say this as I feel my boyfriend stir beside me, his eyes fluttering open with a smile.

"Good morning, babe," he replies, wrapping his arms around me in a warm embrace.

"Remember what day it is.." I say

"Ofc Happy anniversary, baby," he says while he leans in and kisses me softly on the lips, making my heart swell with love and gratitude.

"I can't believe it's been seven amazing years together," I whisper, feeling incredibly lucky to have him by my side. "I feel like the luckiest person in the world to have you," I say, burying my head in his chest and breathing in his familiar scent.

"I love you more than words can express," he murmurs, gently stroking my hair as we lay there in each other's arms.

"I wouldn't want to spend my life with anyone else but you," he adds, his voice filled with sincerity and warmth.

As we finally untangle ourselves from each other, Jungkook smiles and says

"Baby, go take a shower and get dressed before I lose control and forget all about our date later.".

I chuckle at his playful tone and give him a quick peck on the lips before heading to the bathroom, feeling grateful for his love and affection.

Timeskip to later that evening.

We arrive at the restaurant hand in hand, both of us still feeling the lingering warmth of our earlier embrace. Jungkook's eyes sparkle with adoration as he pulls out my chair, making me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

As we sit down to enjoy our meal, I can't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude for having someone like him in my life. Our date is filled with laughter, love, and genuine connection, making it a night to remember.

"koo" "yes,baby" "How was your meeting with Namjoon last night?"

"Actually, it went really well. Namjoon loved the ideas I presented, and we're moving forward with the project," Jungkook replies, his smile widening. I can't help but admire how passionate and dedicated he is to his work. It's one of the many reasons why I fell in love with him in the first place.

I remember how nervous I was when we first met, but now I know that he's the one for me. Our relationship has only grown stronger over time, and I'm grateful for every moment we share together. I can't imagine my life without him by my side.

As we finish our meal and leave the restaurant, Jungkook says

"Baby, I have a surprise for you, but first put this blindfold on."

As he places the blindfold on me, my heart races with excitement as I wonder what surprise he has in store for me. I hold his hand tightly, feeling grateful for the love and happiness he brings into my life. I trust him completely and know that whatever he has planned will be thoughtful and special. I can't wait to see what he has in store for me.

The anticipation builds as we walk towards the car, my mind racing with possibilities of what the surprise could be. I feel incredibly lucky to have someone who goes out of their way to make me feel loved and cherished.

Timeskip

As we drive to our destination, I can't help but get a little bit nervous about what the surprise could be. I take comfort in knowing that whatever it is, it will be a reflection of his thoughtfulness and love for me.

"Baby, you can take your blindfold off," Jungkook says. "ok koo"

As I slowly removed the blindfold, my heart was pounding with excitement and curiosity. As I opened my eyes, my eyes instantly watered at the sight of Jungkook on his knees, holding a ring box, asking me to spend the rest of my life with him. The tears of joy stream down my face as I realize that this surprise is a proposal.

"N..no y..your n..not koo," I manage to say through choked sobs.

Jungkook smiles, tears glistening in his eyes as well, and whispers, "I love you more than words can express."

He stops for a moment before he continues.

"Today is our anniversary. I can't believe we started dating seven years ago . It feels like just yesterday that I saw you walk into that coffee shop, and my heart skipped a beat."

I laugh a little in between sobs as I remember how I tripped and accidentally spilled his coffee.

" I am so grateful for all the memories we have created together, and I look forward to many more years of love and happiness with you. You are my rock, my best friend, and my everything. That's why I want to ask you to spend forever with me as my partner in life, my person to lean on, and my eternal love….I guess what I'm trying to say is y/n l/n/... Will you marry me? "

My heart feels like it's about to burst with happiness at his words as I nod my head in response, unable to form any coherent words.

Tears of joy stream down my face as I reach out to embrace him, feeling overwhelmed with love and gratitude in that moment. I can't wait to start this new chapter of our lives together as we embark on this journey towards forever.

Our eyes meet, filled with tears of joy and love. I lean in and kiss him passionately, knowing that this moment will be etched in our memories forever. Our love has brought us to this beautiful moment, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him by my side.

In between our kiss, I say,

"I love you, Jeon Jungkook." "And I love you Jeon y/n/ always and forever "

#jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #jungkook scenarios #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts hot #bangtan #bts

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fiveht · 2 months

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Proof of life (Adore pt 3)

Hello my sweet angel babies ♥️

I'm not going to be able to adequately express my gratitude for the steady stream of love (and concern, sorry) I've been receiving over the past couple of months. I'm so sorry I've been AWOL, it will definitely happen again. Because see, for me, I usually have to make a choice between social and creative fandom participation. My battery is small, and takes a long time to charge.

Thank you to everyone who's left comments and asks and DMs since I've been gone. I don't think I can respond to all of it, but rest assured those messages ping my cold, dead heart every time I see them.

So I'm gonna go out on a limb here. I did this same thing months and months ago, when I was working on Head Over Feet, and let me be clear: posting even a single word of a WIP goes against my every instinct and principle as an author. I am someone who likes to finish an entire story before I post any of it, and on top of that, I am NOT a fast writer, so the expectations that I'm setting up here might not be advisable. But I did it before and managed to finish the thing, and I want to give you guys something in exchange for being so unbelievably awesome, so here I am again.

This will probably be the only time I mention this story in public until it's finished and posted, and inquiries about my progress are unlikely to help with the writing process, I'm just saying. I reserve the right to change every last word of this before the final draft, and I also reserve the right to fall off the face of the planet and simply never finish it, as much as I will strive to prevent that from happening. Please be patient with me.

Anyway, here is my paltry offering to say thanks for the love: the (VERY rough) first ~1300 words of the third instalment of The Adventures of Soft Daddy and Danger Twink.

Sirius secures his handheld shower head to its holder at the edge of his clawfoot tub, and steps out carefully onto the bathmat. He shivers in the cool air outside the shower curtain; it's about twenty degrees below zero outside, so even if he could afford to run his ancient radiator at full blast, it probably wouldn't help much.

He dries himself off and checks his reflection in the mirror, turning his face this way and that as he tugs his hair out of the bun he'd piled it into to keep it dry during his shower. There's no need for makeup tonight, not when he's not even planning to put on clothes.

It's incrementally warmer when he steps out into the main room of his apartment. He gathers an array of splayed text books and notes from his bed and dumps them carelessly onto the couch, then closes his new laptop and places it delicately on the coffee table. It's the most expensive thing he owns, save for the Gucci backpack currently sitting in his wardrobe with a three-inch berth around it like his shoes and other bags might somehow contaminate it. It's weird owning rich-people stuff when you are still, objectively, broke as fuck.

He perches on the edge of his bed and sets his phone to charge, because his battery doesn't even last a day anymore, and he's going to need it this evening. He tucks it in next to his pillow and picks up his new toy.

The plug isn't much larger than the one he already has. A little longer, which is appealing, but no wider, so it shouldn't be a challenge to get it in comfortably. He disconnects it from its charger and hefts it in his hand, feeling the added weight from the electronics inside.

He picks up his phone, and hesitates when he sees the notification waiting for him.

Rieka: let's go out tomorrow

Rieka: the fact that we haven't been drunk since the term started is criminal

Rieka: we've had two chem labs and zero drinks

Sirius purses his lips, thumbs hovering over the keyboard. There's a fine line here, and he hasn't quite found it yet.

Me: got plans

Me: raincheck?

So complete avoidance is the best strategy, right?

Rieka: booooo 👎

He sighs, but at least she's not asking for an explanation. He opens a different conversation then, pushing all thoughts of Rieka Lupin into a tidy, sealed compartment, not to be opened during certain activities with a certain relative of hers.

Me: i'm ready

Me: are you in your office?

Daddy: Yup, I've got a few minutes

Daddy: Want me to call?

Instead of answering, Sirius hits the call button himself.

"Hey baby," Remus answers. His voice is already smooth and honey-sweet, and just from that, Sirius knows he's planning to lay it on thick tonight.

"Hi daddy," Sirius says with a smile. "Should I put it in now?"

There's a low chuckle over the line. "Are we feeling eager?"

"Always," Sirius says, laying back on his bed.

"Use the good lube I got you, it's gonna be in there a while."

He switches the call to speaker, and snags the bottle from his nightstand. "I threw out the old stuff, you've got me ruined for cheap lube."

"Only the best for that ass," Remus says, and Sirius can hear his smirk.

He gives the plug a liberal coating, running his fingers along its shape, his dick twitching just at the feel of the silky-smooth silicone, at the anticipation of what's about to happen. He spreads his legs wide, drawing one knee up to give himself easier access.

"Take it slow," Remus says, succinctly heading off Sirius' impulse to just shove the thing inside himself in one go. "Rub the tip against yourself, so you're nice and wet."

Sirius shuts his eyes as he obeys, sliding the slick end of the toy over his entrance. "Okay."

"Are you going to be a good boy for daddy tonight?"

"Uh-huh," Sirius says, teasing the very tip of the plug in and out of his hole.

"Tell me how."

"I'm not gonna touch."

"You're not gonna touch, and you're not gonna come."

"Yeah," Sirius says. His cock is starting to harden as his body tries to draw the plug inside. "Can I put it in, daddy?"

"Slow," Remus reminds him, "Slide it in nice and slow for me, baby."

Sirius catches his lip between his teeth and tries to push the plug in slowly, the way he knows Remus would do if he was here.

The shower has left him relaxed and more than ready, and it's hard not to take advantage, just press the toy in to its limit because he can. But he's working on his patience -- under Remus' careful tutelage -- so he shuts his eyes and tries to savour it, the tease of the plug's rubber tip at his entrance, the slow stretch as he eases it past the slight resistance before he sighs, and his body eagerly accepts the intrusion.

"Mmmm," Sirius sighs as he settles the base of the plug flush against his entrance, shifting his hips and feeling the constant, dull pressure against his prostate.

"How's it feel?"

"Good," Sirius says, splaying his legs out and just enjoying the pleasant fullness. It's been almost a week since Remus last fucked him, and that's just way too long. Christmas really spoiled him. He tugs the blankets up around him, because it's going to take some time before his body temperature is high enough to fight against the chill in his apartment.

"Have you tried out the settings at all?" Remus asks him, and Sirius picks up the phone, switching off speaker and holding it to his ear.

"No," he says, grinding his ass down against the bed to test the plug's reach inside him. "I thought you'd rather do the honours."

Remus hums, and Sirius hears the phone shifting in his grip. "I'm gonna turn it on, okay? Lowest setting."

"O--" Sirius stutters as the plug buzzes to life inside him, nestled snug against his prostate and sending little zings of pleasure down his legs. "Fuck that feels good. That's the lowest setting?"

"It is," Remus confirms. "Want to run through them all, see how high it goes? Or would you rather be surprised?"

"Mmmm, surprise me."

"Surprise it is," Remus says, and Sirius hears shuffling papers in the background as he prepares for his night class. Psychology 1001, Thursdays, 7-9:30PM. Two and a half hours of a lecture that Remus swears he's given so many times he could recite it in his sleep, so why not give himself something fun to focus on while he goes through the motions?

Being privy to all of this brilliant, upstanding man's secret perversions is a privilege Sirius does not take lightly.

"You can turn it off from the app if you need to," Remus is saying, "Or you can call me and I'll switch it off. My phone's on vibrate, so I'll see it right away."

Sirius smiles to himself. "Got it," he says, though this is a rehashing of the rules that Remus had laid out when he'd brought the plug over last weekend. He'd called it a "late Christmas gift", as if he hadn't already given Sirius several thousand dollars worth of presents on Christmas morning.

There's more rustling over the line, the squeak of a chair.

"Tell me again how you're going to be good tonight."

"I'm not gonna touch myself, and I'm not gonna come." The toy is still buzzing away inside him, making everything a little fuzzy at the edges.

"Tell me why."

"'Cause daddy's in charge, even when he's not here."

"Good boy."

Sirius squirms with pleasure, his cock smearing a little drop of fluid on his belly as the toy hums insistently at his prostate.

"I have to head out," Remus says. "How do you feel?"

"Good," Sirius says, his abs tensing as he shifts his legs and the angle of the toy changes. "Excited."

"Me too," Remus says softly. "I'll talk to you soon, beautiful. Send me some pictures." With a low beep, the call disconnects.

#and i disappear into the night once again #turned off anon asks for the time being #sorry i love you guys i'm just awkward

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noyasmashing · 18 days

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hi i was wondering if you could write sub goshiki with a praise kink? i love your writings btw :)

Thank you baby! I have been WAITING for a goshiki fic.. I love me a man with a bowl cut.

CW: Gn!reader, overstimulation, praising, crying, good boy and baby used a lot

Goshiki's thighs quivered, struggling to stay open as you guided him towards his third climax. "It's too much, too much," he whimpered, tears streaming down his flushed face. You soothe him, gently stroking his sensitive member, eliciting another droplet of pre-cum from its tip. Leaning in, you tenderly kiss him, "But you look so pretty right now, I can't help myself, baby."

His response was a mix of a moan and a sob, his head resting on your shoulder, nestled in the warmth of your embrace. His body felt like it was on fire, each touch of your hand sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. Sweat glistened on his skin, his bangs sticking to his forehead like a cute, disheveled halo. You traced your thumb along his cheek, providing comfort amidst the chaos of sensation.

"You're such a good boy, taking it all so well," you praised him, acknowledging his obedience throughout the day. As you rubbed your free hand against his toned, flexed thigh. His breathless words of gratitude and pleas filled the air, leaving you amused.

You coo softly, gently brushing his bangs back from his forehead as you continue to twist your wrist, heightening his pleasure. His eyes roll back, and his mouth remains slightly open, his breaths becoming quick and short as he chases the intense sensation.

His spine arched, and he drew in closer, your free hand finding a secure hold on his hips. "Can you come one more time, for me?" you asked, hopeful. His whimpers and moans grew more desperate, but he nodded, his resolve wavering.

"One more time," he promised, his body trembling in your grasp. You cradled his face in your hand, raining gentle kisses upon his cheeks, wiping away his tears. His eyes, heavy with emotion, met yours, and you felt your heart swell.

"Please, P-pleasss, I-it feels so good, [Name], don’t… don’t stop," he pleaded, his voice trembling with desire as he spoke into your palm. You couldn't help but smile warmly at his eagerness, reassuring him, "You look cute when you beg." As you continued your ministrations, his hips bucked into your touch, and his moans intensified, indicating his complete surrender to the pleasure.

His thighs began to quiver, and his cries became more desperate. His eyes rolled back, mouth open in ecstasy as he reached the peak of his pleasure. Your thumb continued to stroke the sensitive tip of his cock, bringing him closer to release. Finally, his body tensed, and pathetic, white spurts of cum escaped from his overstimulated, red cock. Whispering words of encouragement and praise, you guided him through his climax, eliciting sweet sounds of satisfaction from him.

"You’re such a good boy for me, ‘tomu," you praised once more, acknowledging his unwavering obedience. He nodded into your words, seeking solace in your embrace.

As he lay spent in your arms, you couldn’t help but playfully remark, "Looks like someone needs a bath,"

#sub haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #dom reader #haikyu smut #sub!character #dom!reader #haikyu x you #sub character #haikyuu fanfiction #goshiki tsutomu #goshiki x reader #sub!goshiki #shiratorizawa #tsutomu goshiki

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skyeslittlecorner · 2 months

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Okay I know it's too too late now... but can we have some scenarios about the kings (maybe Lucifer and your fav nobles too pls) reactions when receiving Valentines gifts from MC plssss 🫶

Don't worry, anon! We're between Valentine's Day and White Day, so it's the perfect time for some romance~

This is my first time writing for Luci. I can't wait until we finally see him in the game and I can add him to the royal team permanently.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

Satan doesn't pay much attention to such occasions, so when you approach him and give him chocolates, it's a surprise for him. Very nice one. It's actually obvious that you chose him, after all, he is your boyfriend a demon with whom you signed a contract. Get ready for a deep kiss of thanks and to be pampered even more than usual throughout the day. You will feel his true gratitude at night, where thanks to his excellent mood you may even try to gain some dominance.

Mammon is curious about where you're taking him, why he has to keep his eyes closed, and what that mysterious gift you mentioned is. When you take off his blindfold and he sees the chocolate fountain in front of him, he bursts into laughter. What generosity! He will take you in his arms so you can dip your fingers at the very top of the fountain. Of course, you won't try it yourself, and he will gladly lick the chocolate running down your arm.

Beelzebub examines the strange chocolate you prepared for him. It seems fragile on the outside, but inside it is full of a thick cocoa, liquid mass. A half-smile appears on his lips. Did you do it on purpose? He already knows how he wants to try it. You will be dragged to the nearby club. Beel will lay you on the table, break the chocolate and pour the cocoa mass on your cleavage. He refuses to taste it any other way than from your body.

Leviathan was expecting to get something from you, so he becomes more irritated as time passes. When you finally come in the evening, he looks like he's about to hang someone. Only when you explain to him that you had to finish your chocolates and show him the tiny works of art wrapped in fancy paper you will be spared. Paper with roses… were you and Barbatos wrapping them? Bingo, he has a prey to hang. He'll try one, but you can't tell from his face if he likes it. And as punishment for coming so late, you have to spend your entire night in his coffin.

Lucifer is a devil who is hard to read, but you feel like you saw him smiling under his breath. He just connected the facts. So that's why you came to him yesterday with a burnt hand? Were you careless when making him a gift? He will thank you and kiss the poor fingers that sacrificed itself for him. On the one hand, he would rather you not hurt yourself and be more careful. On the other hand, your eyes sparkled with tears so beautifully when you came to him asking for help... If you really want to make him happy, be like that again.

You invited Sitri into the kitchen to help you prepare chocolates for the others, so he knows exactly what you're planning. But he didn't expect he'd get some himself. When you hand him the hand-wrapped tea biscuits, he looks completely moved. Of course, now you both have to try them out. You will spend a lovely evening drinking tea, just the two of you, in the palace garden (sometimes disturbed by explosions from somewhere in the city).

Amon has an expression like a surprised pikachu, but a hundred times cuter. How so? Is this for him? Chocolates you made yourself? No one had ever done something so intimate for him. He will be touched both because you chose him and because he will remember how Beelzebub gave him a cookie and saved his life. Prepare for tears and feeding each other.

At first, Andrealphus doesn't understand why you put a cardboard box in his hands, and what does this have to do with Valentine's Day. He knows that lovers and friends exchange chocolates on this day, but he himself never did it. A whole life spent alone is not conducive to cultivating such customs. He will smile warmly hearing your stressed gibberish, and tell you to relax. It will be difficult to go to a café together without spreading panic, but what about going for a walk?

PS. If you would like more Valentine's Day headcanons, let me recommend @sulumuns-dootah works! They are wonderful. Here is a link to Gehenna demons, but there are more, check it out~

#whb #what in hell is bad #skye's little talk #whb satan #whb mammon #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb lucifer #whb sitri #whb amon #whb andrealphus

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cuteskunkz · 2 months

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‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Good Morning Princess₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

(Dom!Mike Schmidt x Sub!Reader)

~Summary: Mike comes home after a long day and needs to blow off some steam.

~Tags: consensual somno, pet names, degradation, praise, cnc, porn with plot lmfao

~Note: This fic is verrryyyy kinky and also my first that I've written in probably 9 years lol. Forgive me if the writing is bad :((( I was super Inspired after reading "So I'm stuck on this shithole island, and I can't even have a smoke?" By stop-talking. U should definitely check them out! Please let me know if you're interested in more <3

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"The things I would do for one day where I can enjoy myself without worrying about the weight of the world on my shoulders" he thought to himself. Mike's car pulled into the driveway and quickly turned off. He was feeling quite frustrated from cleaning the entire pizzeria after it was trashed sometime after he left at the end of his shift yesterday. It wasn't his fault that Steve refused to hire someone to take the morning shift to prevent things like these from happening yet all the repercussions fell into his hands. It was one thing after another for him. His family issues, the bills overdue and piling up, nothing but shitty jobs he had no choice but to work, and cleaning up after some complete assholes didn't make him feel any better. All he wanted was a sense of normality in his life and thankfully you provided that for him.

It was 9am on a bright Wednesday morning. The wind whipped through his hair making him promptly pull his sweater snuggly over his body as he began walking into his house. He unlocked the front door and looked around with a smile, expecting you to be the first thing he sees. It was oddly quiet- usually you'd be up watching tv or reading and listening to music after walking Abby to school yet you were nowhere to be found. He stalked room to room looking for you. A wave of sadness fell over him when he couldn't immediately find you. Were you going to disappear from his life like Garret?

He finally finds you cuddled up in his bed wearing nothing but one of his T-shirts that fit you more like a dress than anything. He took a moment to soak the image in. You were lying on your stomach with one leg propped up. Your hair being draped so beautifully over your shoulders made his stomach flutter. The sunlight spilling into his room through the blinds striped across your skin, giving you a warm look. Any negative feelings he felt before coming home completely washed away, instead being filled with gratitude and love. Where would he be without you?

He took a deep breath in through his nose and picked up the scent of the Versace perfume he got you for your birthday. He knew it was way out of his budget but you deserved only the best. God the things the smell of your perfume did to him. It activated something in him that made his pants fit more snug around him. He palmed his erection while watching you sleep. You look so peaceful like this but Mike couldn't help himself. He had so much pent up inside and he knew that only you could help him blow off some steam. He slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled himself out. There was a coating of precum on his tip that he used as lubricant while stroking himself at a painfully slow pace. He would do anything to fuck you right at this moment but decided to take it slow as to not spoil it.

He felt the pit in his stomach build and began fucking himself into his fist, pretending it was you gripped around his achingly hard cock. Small whimpers left his lips but Mike tried his hardest to stay quiet. He couldn't wake you just yet. "Fuck- this is torture" he thought to himself. He tucked his erection back into his boxers and walked over to the bedside table. He made note of your arm placement. Both of your arms were resting above your head on the pillow, inches away from the headboard. "Perfect" he whispered as he grabbed two sets of handcuffs and held them in front of your sleeping body.

He carefully snapped the cuffs around each of your wrists and then to the headboard. Mike felt like his boxers were going to bust as the seams. He grabbed your waist and propped you up on your knees just the way you like it. This elicited a small groan from you but you drifted back to sleep in no time. The arch of your back made his head spin. He licked his index and ring fingers and slid them into your glistening pussy. He curled his fingers slightly and began pumping into you. Your eyes fluttered with confusion and pleasure. You attempted to prop yourself up to get a visual but you immediately froze. "Good morning princess" Mike cooed.

"M-mike..." you stuttered. It was hard to contain the pleasure you felt in your lower abdomen. "Sorry baby, I couldn't wait until you got up. You looked so good just lying there" he replied in a sweet voice. His raspy voice and fingers hitting just the right spot had you ready to explode. Mike knew how much you loved to be woken up like this so it was a treat to both of you. "How do you want it tonight? I'll give you whatever you want baby, you know that". You knew how rough work has been for him even though he doesn't really talk much about it. You could practically see it in his dark circles.

You tried your hardest to reply, biting your lip and barely squeaking out your response: "h'ever you need sir". You were well aware of what calling him sir meant for your body and you were definitely in for it now. Mike was usually very soft and caring during sex but every now and then, he showed his dominance over you. This was one of those times. "Thank you princess. You always know what I need when I need it" he cooed once more while smacking his calloused hand on your ass. His touch made you yelp but you swallowed down the delicious pain.

He pulled his already unbuckled pants down and off his body with his free hand. "You let me know when you're close, yeah? Can't have you making a mess juuuust yet" he says in a playful voice. "S-sir I can't take much longer...p-please" you begged, trying to free your hands from the cuffs by shaking them around- feeling overwhelmed from his touch. "Aww poor puppy. I just started and you're already about to cum. So sensitive, hm?" He quickened his pace and used his other hand to play with your clit. "Fuck you're so wet for me. You take it so well princess."

You would do anything to please Mike, the guy just needed a break and you were more than happy to give him what he needs to feel better. "Mike... I'm almost there. Please..." you said in a breathy tone before you were interrupted. He completely stopped playing with your throbbing parts, grabbed a fistful of your hair, and began pulling. "What's my name slut?". You felt yourself getting wetter from the power he's displaying. "S-sir please I'm begging" you plead. "I can't take it anymore I'm sensitive". This causes a smirk to creep onto Mike's face.

"I'm sorry baby but that's not a choice tonight. Especially after not knowing your place" he states. He places a smack on your bundle of nerves that causes you to tremble. You love it when Mike felt comfortable enough to show this side of his sexual fantasies. It was invigorating to switch things up like this. You definitely love the caring Mike Schmidt that you fell in love with but you found him so attractive when he towered over you like this. "I understand sir."

He unclasps the cuffs from around you and pats your head gently. "That's better hm? What do you say?" He asks in a softer tone. Even when he's domming you he still always made sure to be considerate of your feelings. "Thank you mister" you say as you flip around to sit close to him and rub your wrists. "You wanna keep going baby? If it's really too much-" you stop him with a passionate kiss. You pull him to sit on the bed next to you by the collar of his shirt. "Of course sir, you can't stop what you started right?" you tease while shooting him a wink.

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AHHHHH I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT!!!!!!! I've been so anxious about uploading this so please let me know if you want me to pick up from the cliffhanger :P

#mike schimdt fanfic #mike schmidt #mike schmidt x you #fnaf movie #josh hutcherson #mike schmidt smut #mike schmidt x reader #josh hutcherson smut #Spotify

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beelmons · 9 months

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i’m begging on my knees for reader w/ a hand kink🙏🏻 i’m down bad for spencer reid’s hands

"The buttons are just so small!" Spencer complained.

"And yet, you refuse to get an iPhone." JJ mocked him.

"And end up with no buttons? No thanks." he said as he continued to struggle writing a text message that Hotch needed.

You, few meters away, were delighted to see him still grapple with the device. The reason? the way his fingers moved was just a sight to behold.

Having a hand kink was hard when the person you wanted to bone the most had such gorgeous assets, it was even worse that he sat in front of you during work and you were forced to look at them almost every day.

Granted, you had learned to behave yourself, you were no animal, but when your hormones took control over you during an specific time of the month, it was impossible to control the way your body reacted.

Hence, why you had to push your legs together, trying to hide from the world the fact that you were pooling in between your legs. It was hard not to imagine his slender fingers trailing up your thighs as you sat in the conference room, teasingly slowl, painfully high. You always pictured him as a tease, the kind of man to drive you mad with want before even properly touching you.

You had dreamed of the day you finally were able to seduce him, to persuade him to do his will with your body, to have him so drunk on you he had no choice but to take at least one part you wherever you were.

You indulged in the unlikely scenario of being in a hidden corridor, one no other soul would visit, having your pussy defiled by the extremities of his hand, so velvety and uncomplicated, as if it had waited a lifetime for their presence.

You fantasized about his touch on your cheek, sweetly feeling the warmth you emitted, tender and loving, all before they slipped past your lips, ordering you to suck as he pounded into you with relentless hips. All while his other limb curled around your your throat, allowing you to have his ethereal digits as a collar.

"...okay?" you heard the faint echo of his voice, as you had many times when your vivid imagination took control.

"...are you okay?" okay, perhaps it was all too clear, all too real.

Your head darted out. Without realizing, you had hidden them behind folded arms on your desk.

"I've been calling your name." he clarified, with worry, as you looked at him "Are you alright? You look flushed."

Sort of pathetic to not be able to handle a single fantasy without turning into a mess. But, alas, reality was not a fanfic someone else could control to mash you together, was it?

"I'm alright." you managed to say.

"I think I should take you to the infirmary." as his hands darted out to touch your forehead you couldn't help but flinch.

"I'm okay, Spencer." you gently moved his arm away, if he touched you any longer you would have had to take care of it yourself, and the FBI bathroom was not exactly the cleanest, contrary to popular belief.

"If I can do anything to help..." he tried to reassure you.

'You could let me jump on your fingers' you thought, but that was certainly not an approved treatment for the cold he obviously thought you had. You did your best to put on a smile and grab at his forearm with gratitude.

"You know what? One of these days, I'll take you up on that and leave myself in your capabe hands." you teased, and he, of course, completely missed your inuendo.

"Can't wait!"

#spencer reid x reader smut #THIS IS SO LATE #ALSO #THIS IS NOT VERY SMUTTY BTW #req: spencer #i think imma start tagging my requests #req: smut #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds

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iambilliejeanok · 3 months

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Dirt, Anger and Love.

Naruto x Reader

Warnings: 18+, nsfw, slow build, smut, oral sex, anal play, fingering, cunnilingus, rough penetration.

Summary: You hate Naruto. He’s loud, dirty and incredibly annoying, but the two of you share a secret that you’re too ashamed to acknowledge.

Getting into fights with Naruto was something everyone you were associated with quickly got used to. For someone you’d always considered an idiot, his witty comebacks and smart responses hit nerves deep inside of you that not even your mother could touch, and you hated that he could bother you so much, especially considering how often you tried to avoid him…however, Naruto, kind of took pride in the effect he had on you. He always felt inferior when you spoke to him, the harsh and unfriendly tone you used with him constantly triggering deep rooted emotions that he worked much too hard on tucking away, from the time he graduated from the academy up until now, being a 22 year old famous ninja.

The two of you were called in to have a word with Kakashi-sama. This was the usual after all. The two of you never got on the right foot from the start. There was just something about him that really pissed you off. Growing up, you had heard all kinds of rumors and gossip about him. From your own parents and their friends during your holiday get togethers at home, teachers at school when you easedropped on their conversations behind closed doors as well as people around your age range no matter where you went in the village. And although you had your own personal experience with him, being that you were in the same class at the academy, you were still influenced by the village gossip about him and you did not hide you intolerance towards him. He was certainly quite the nuisance and you didn’t like how he still humored pranks and silly games even at his big ass age of 22.

You sat with your arms tightly crossed under your bosom, your legs crossed too as you tapped your foot against the tiled floors, impatiently waiting for Kakashi to finally call you in. Naruto sat only a few feet away from you, on the the bench opposite the one you sat on, directly facing you, shamelessly evaluating you from head to toe. Damn…she’s really pissed, he thought, catching himself smirking, but he immediately grew serious when you snapped your head in his direction, irritated by the audacity he had to even be staring at you during a time like this. You couldn’t hide the disgust on your face as your eyes scanned the blonde across from you, his white t-shirt, surprisingly still white, the short sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, revealing his well sculptured biceps and forearms. You quickly looked away, wanting to gag at the fact that his arms caught your attention.

Naruto was nothing you fancied. Absolutely not your type. Sighing loudly, you switched legs, still managing to avoid Naruto’s eyes as you looked down at his shoes. Kakashi what the hell are you doing in there! , you wondered, wanting nothing more than to get this meeting over and done with so you could continue on about your day, far, far away from the fox retainer in front of you. His black shoes were covered in dust, and the bandages wrapped around his legs were no longer white, also stained by dirt. As far as you remembered, Naruto was always dirty. He never failed to complete training looking more raggedy than everyone else and the fact that he didn’t even have the decency to dust his shoes to speak with the Hokage reminded you of that annoying ego he had.

You’d only started actually talking to him after the war with Pein, feeling just a slight bit of gratitude towards him for saving the village. But you only pretended to tolerate him. You shifted uncomfortablely where you were seated, trying not to remember your teenage memories with the blonde. Now you were working all too closely with him for the purpose of the chunin exams. He was still loud and insanely good at teaching those kids, as well as other things that you tried not remember. They all loved him, despite his childish behavior, but obviously that’s what kids loved. You couldn’t help but hate him, not only for his childishness, but also because you felt responsible for the way he made you feel. He should not have any place in your heart to piss you off the way he did, but he did. And you felt like he had too much of it, raising your eyebrow and throwing him a dirty look when he leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees, his big, blue eyes dark, holding a message in them that you were absolutely not interested in decoding.

Unfortunately, you both needed to work together to cover for physical and chakra training amongst the new genin and for a moment, you wished he was gone again, so you could go back to having peace and order. He always found a way to drive you crazy with his chaotic work tendencies, such as allowing the kids to leave without cleaning up the field and returning their workout equipments. He hated doing that as a child and in his own words felt like he was punishing the kids by forcing them to do it when they were already exhausted.

This afternoon, you just couldn’t contain the fury building up inside of you. You needed to beat his ass immediately. He hadn’t created the weekly itinerary like he promised he would and even though he had just returned from a long mission, you were dumb enough to believe him when he said he would and of course he used the mission as an excuse for not delivering as you had expected him to. It honestly wasn’t a big deal. The itinerary was only there as an option for the kids that liked to know how their week was planned out. Naruto however, thought he’d simply remind them at the beginning and end of the day of training about their activities for the next day.

It was the sheer disrespect of him not giving two fucks about your itinerary and not showing a lick of remorse when he threw his lame ass excuse at you. The kids still being seated on the grassy field didn’t stop you from kicking him square in the gut, but despite landing the perfect hit, you weren’t satisfied, quickly throwing a fist towards him, but he caught it, twisting your arm and tackling you down to the ground, embarrassing you in front of all the kids with such a simple move. You didn’t expect him to react so soon, and you felt far too humiliated to let it end here, the warmth and heaviness of his large and bulky frame making you feel things you didn’t expect to so quickly. The realization disgusted you and you leaped to action. A few kids ran to report the scene to Shikamaru, the head of the chunin exams, basically your manager, who immediately sent you both to the Hokage after managing to stop you from punching Naruto square in the face with his shadow jutsu, successfully breaking up the fight between the two of you.

Kakashi finally let you in his office, the cool breeze of the ac doing nothing to cool your fury. The old man had the audacity to force you to apologize to Naruto, as though this was all your fault. “You don’t get it Kakashi-sama! This was all apart of his plan, you have to believe me!”, you yelled, the frustration of Kakashi taking his ex- students side driving you to the brink of insanity. Naruto tried his best to keep a straight face. The sick bastard delighted in the fact that everyone truly believed you were just being your usual intolerant self, when he knew that he triggered your violent behavior on purpose. Something about getting a rise out of you gave the blonde shinobe a deep sense of pleasure that actually aroused him, and he was thankful to have tied his jacket around his waist, the sleeves hiding the slowly growing boner in his pants.

“I understand that you find him incredibly annoying, trust me, we all do”, Kakashi said, leaning back in his chair as though he was forced to do this, “, but that’s not an excuse to hit him hard enough to startle the children y/n. Please apologize”. You thought you’d burst into flames right where you stood, huffing as you crossed your arms under your breasts, Naruto smirking again as he looked down at you from the corner of his eye. “Well, I’m waiting”, Kakashi said, raising an eyebrow, patiently waiting for you to make amends. It took everything in you to utter the words, refusing to even face him. “Sorry”, was what you could manage, hoping that it would be good enough for the masked ninja. “Now hug”, he said. You turned on your heels , ready to leave, before turning back to face him. “I’m sorry, what?”, you asked, not sure if you had misheard him. “Maybe then you’ll think twice about fighting next time”, he said, rolling his chair closer to his desk to shovel through some papers, nonchalant towards your stuttered protests. Naruto grinned his usual annoying, grin as he turned his body to face you, “I’ll definitely have to shower after this”, Naruto said,rolling his eyes in annoyance and spreading out his arms, seeming just as uncomfortable as you were to fulfil the Hokages request. Men are sadists. They have to be, you thought, leaning in to give him the quickest hug you could possibly give, feeling absolutely disgusted to have his warm, soft chest pressing against your face. Just when you were about to step back, he wrapped his strong arms around you, and it took you a few seconds to snap out of his warm embrace. He smelled like dirt and cinnamon and you felt a familiar sense of vulnerability and safety in his arms, Naruto wearing a wicked grin you could not see on his face as you squirmed to get out of his hold.

“Oh my gosh!”, you yelled through gritted teeth, turning to look a Kakashi, who seemed more interested in the papers on his desk than on you actually doing what he said was so important to do. He didn’t see what Naruto did, but he looked up from his papers to see what you were fussing about, Naruto simply standing there, his hands in his pockets while you seemed to be on the brink of attacking him once again. He sighed, sitting up to give you his full attention. “Naruto-kun, I don’t want to have to call you in here for pissing people off. Please allow people to avoid you if they must. You may leave”, he said, the blonde making quick hand signs before poofing away. He was gone, but you were still irritable, hoping that you wouldn’t piss Kakashi off any more than you already have. “Y/n, what do I need to do to get you to behave huh? I’m disappointed to be honest. Id expect you to be the more level headed one between the two of you…”. Kakashi went on and on about absolutely nothing that seemed to be a solution to you. Once he finally dismissed you, you stormed out his office, wincing when you accidentally banged the door on your way out, hoping that Kakashi wouldn’t come right after you for doing that, but thankfully, he remained silent.

Sighing out loudly, you wanted nothing more than to quickly head home and take a cool shower and maybe masturbate to relive your current frustration, beginning your walk down the long hallway, completely furious and not in the mood to see Naruto again. Being upset around him always led to trouble, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath to ignore the inappropriate memories quickly flooding your head, when you were suddenly yanked into a small room on your right. Startled, you turned around to see Naruto leaning against a large, barrel that reached just below his hips, in the corner of the little walk in closet that no one ever made use of. The only thing in the room was the barrel that Naruto leaned against and a small locker the size of a chest of drawers behind you. “Why the fuck am I in here” you asked, trying not to raise your voice. “Why the fuck are you suddenly picking fights with me”, he asked, standing up straight and crossing his arms across his chest, raising an eyebrow in curiosity, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief under the dim light the little globe a few inches above his head provided. He was obviously too big to even be in here. He took most of the space with his tall and burly frame. “You’re picking fights with me Naruto”, you replied defensively, wondering just what he was trying to get at. It’s not like you did this on purpose…

He was provoking you, taking a few steps to tower over you. He knew how big he was and always used that to intimidate you when you got too wild, like you did earlier on today and he did not like that. You always treated him like you were superior to him and he knew just how to make you feel the opposite way. “You knew that the itinerary thing would make me so mad!”, you whispered. He just stood there, looking quite serious with his jacket tied around his waist. The white shirt he wore hugging his chest just right. You could smell him as you stood in front of him. Only about two small feet away. You couldn’t believe this, struggling to keep still with your arms folded just below your bust. Naruto kept still, patiently waiting, suppressing his amusement as he watched your frustration fluctuate. His earlier angry face softening as he observed you. He was tall. And you hated having to look up at him and absolutely despised him looking down on you, your tummy doing flips as he slowly neared you, towering over you with each step. He finally stood right against you and you could smell the familiar spicy scent of his hair wash, mixed with his sweat as well as the sun. He smelled just as good as he looked. And you found it comforting, despite your heart pounding inside your vagina. He leaned forward to rest his hands on the locker behind you, his burly frame making you feel tiny as his chest pressed against yours. “The itinerary is not a big deal, why are you making me do stuff that doesn’t matter?”, he casually replied, maintaining a calmness that pissed you off to your core. “I swear to god”, you whispered to yourself. “Do you have any idea how much I fucking hate you”, you practically moaned, and he smiled at that. “I fucking hate you y/n��. “Wow so then why cant you fucking leave me alone!” “I promise you I tried to, but for one reason or the other, you always seem to find a way to bait me, and you know better then any one else, just how much I like to take it ”, he said, pushing you back with his body as he caged you between his arms. You absolutely hated the picture he was trying to paint, furrowing your eyebrows in frustration, but the proximity between the two of you distracted your thoughts and you just couldn’t think of how to respond, lost in his eyes as he leaned closer still. “What’s been bothering you babygirl? You miss me?”, he asked, brushing his lips against your cheek to whisper in your ear. You noticed yourself breathing slightly harder than you were about a minute ago, your breasts pressing against his wide chest as he pulled you closer to him with a big hand on your lower back. Feeling defeated, you accepted your current circumstances, giving into him like you normally did. Time and time again, ever since you only 17. You felt somewhat disgusted with yourself for constantly wanting him to fuck you and you were in denial over how much you had come to rely on moments like this. You hated yourself for feeling addicted tohis touch, and could never bring yourself to admit that you missed his every single day that he was away on missions. He was so good at riling you up like this and he knew what the key to seducing you was. You didn’t know this yourself, but he learnt it the first time the two of you had sex back then, during the reconstruction of the village. Being angry, frustrated and irritated were the emotions Naruto recognized turned you on, and he found out when he saw just how soaked your panties were when he first threatened to fuck you in the weapons room of the Hokage mansion. He found it hot that you would easily submit to him when you were horny and took advantage of that whenever the opportunity presented itself.

Trying to get your thoughts together was not working out for you and you felt like an idiot not being able to respond.

The real reason as to why you hated him so so much started to show and you wanted to slap yourself to try and snap out of it, feeling your arousal soaking your underwear as he trailed feather like kisses against your neck. He was warm, almost hot and you felt him burning you up. “You need me to fuck you?”, he asked, his warm breath fanning your neck as he spoke. “N-no”, you replied, clearing your throat as still fought to get a hold of yourself. “No, I absolutely do not need you inside of me”. Naruto smiled, planting the softest kiss just below your ear, making you shiver. “So is this seriously how you’re going to behave whenever you need my attention?”. You swear he knew exactly what to do with his voice, deep and raspy in your ear. Your clit began to throb. You hated him speaking down on you. How dare he talk to you like a child when he couldn’t even bother to dust his pants off before walking into the Hokages office. You took offense, feeling somewhat ashamed for having him call you out. “I don’t want your attention Naruto. You’re an idiot for not noticing my avoidance”, you replied, tilting your head so he would have better access to your neck. Naruto took the hint, sucking on the spot he just kissed and letting it go through his teeth. You weren’t sure how much longer you could resist him, parting your legs so he could stand in between them. “Well you’re not doing a very good job at avoiding me right now sweet thing”, he said, sucking on another part of your neck before gently nipping it. Biting your lip hard, you wanted him to rip your clothes off and devour you any minute now, but your pride would never allow you to make him see just how right he was. It was already so obvious to him that you needed your secret dose of Uzumaki cock to straighten you out whenever work got hectic between the two of you. And you were awfully embarrassed about that. The last thing you wanted was for him to know that you touched yourself to thoughts of him, especially these last two months, impatiently waiting for his return.

He stood straight again, leaning down to kiss you, but his lips stopped just a few seconds away from yours, and you whimpered unintentionally, making him grin in satisfaction. Feeling his hands fiddling with your shorts, you tried to look down, but he nudged you back up with his head, his lips nearly brushing against yours, and this time, the whimper that left your lips annoyed you. Why was he making you behave like this. He had to be some kind of demon to make you feel so horny. This was unlike you. Girl please, you’ve been letting him dick you down for years now. You’re a natural whore for him…your inner voice spoke, and you grew frustrated, but Naruto sensed the shift in your mood, finally pressing his lips against yours, feeling like he had teased you just enough as he managed to pull your shorts down, letting them pool at your feet, leaving you in just your drenched underwear. His lips against yours felt so heavenly amazing, that you didn’t even bother to kick your shorts off your ankles, moaning into his mouth when you felt him possessively cup your pussy, the smell of your arousal awakening his primal urge to take you right then and there. You were clearly wet enough to lubricated him, but he fought to resist the urge, only kissing you harder, his tongue swirling around yours as he softly grunted into your mouth. It had only been two months since the two of you had played together in his apartment late one night, and he thought you might need a bit of prep before he could fuck your to his hearts desire.

His hand crept into your undies, but you were so lost in the way his soft, velvety lips meshed with yours, that you didn’t notice, softly gasping into the kiss when you felt his finger prodding around your entrance. You were so incredibly wet that he wondered if you really actually needed prep, testing the boundaries without thinking and shoving his middle and ring finger right up your tight, hot, liquid heat, down to the last knuckle, swallowing the sharp moan you let out. He let his fingers rest inside of you, slowly grinding them in deep circles, patiently stretching you out while he kept his tongue in your mouth, muffling your moans until they turned into soft pants. He finally broke the kiss, and when you opened your eyes to see his brows furrowed as though he was frustrated, you thought you’d cum right there, Naruto placing his free hand over your mouth. “Baby, you can’t make too much noise in here, or Kakashi will come find us”, he said, reminding you of where you were. The thought of Kakashi finding Naruto shoving his tongue and fingers inside of you terrified you, a wave of arousal running down your spine making your knees weak and your hips buck against his hand. At this point you needed to cum, shocked by how the idea of getting caught made you feel. Biting you lip, you buried your face in his chest, grabbing his wrist with your hand as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of you. Removing his hand from over your mouth, he immediately placed it into your locs, tugging your head back enough to kiss you once again. “Shhhh”, he warned, trying to catch his breath after breaking the kiss. The stinging stretch of his two fingers deep inside felt amazing, but you needed more, grinding your hips on his hand, Naruto immediately getting the message. He began pumping his fingers in and out of you, massaging your g spot with every stroke, Naruto’s face so close to yours as he continued to hush you, your mouth an o shape as you panted heavily against his lips.

The smell of your sex was a little too intoxicating for him and he wanted his fingers in his mouth, to finally taste your juices. His mouth watered at the thought, and suddenly his throat felt dry. Far too lost in the delicious pleasure his fingers gave you, you didn’t hear the poof beside you, a hand suddenly covering your mouth before Naruto picked up his pace, now desperate to have you cum. His fingers moved fast, the blue eyed ninja far too impatient, desperate to feel you release that liquid he craved all over his hand. Your moans betrayed you, and you lacked the control to suppress them, grateful for the hand that covered your mouth as you whimpered into it, sparks of pleasure shooting through your body as you squirmed against him, his arm holding you firmly around your waist. Your orgasm felt amazing, as usual, and your moans turned into muffled screams , your eyes rolling far back when you felt another orgasm suddenly hit you, endless waves of pleasure making you see stars for a few seconds. Naruto was finally rewarded with the warm gush of liquid he craved. “Fuck, that’s it babygirl”, he groaned, dropping to his knees before you. You were still too high on pleasure to realize someone stood behind you, picking you up and spreading your thighs as wide as the shorts around your ankles would allow. Naruto didn’t waste any time, not wanting your fluids to go to waste, his shadow clone sucking and biting your neck, while he began lapping and drinking up your juices, burying just the tip of his inside of you with every hard lick he gave to clean you up, sucking on your clit and letting it go with a pop before repeating. He always ate you out so aggressively and even thinking about it drenched your undies. He enjoyed how your walls clenched his teasing tongue, finally shoving it inside of you when you stopped squirting, bobbing and twisting his head back and forth before latching onto your clit, swirling his tongue around it and hungrily sucking it, waiting for you to squirt right into mouth again, moaning against you as he greedily ate you out.

“n-naruto”, you whimpered, your arms trapped behind your thighs, barely able to reach forward and grip his head. The way he slowly circled your clit drove you to madness, keeping you on the brink of ecstasy long enough you wanted to cry. “f-fuuuuccckkk!”, you whined, a hand quickly covering your mouth again. He knew how overstimulating his work between your legs was, your clit sensitive from his tortuous tongue, but he needed you to give him what he wanted before he’d let you go, burying two fingers inside of you without warning, immediately pumping and twisting them inside of you. You were now kicking your feet, squirming uncontrollably, as you reached a new height of pleasure that threatened to knock you out, feeling yourself cum hard as you squirted like a water gun, Naruto happily struggling to drink it all up, indulging in the pungent taste of your arousal, softly sucking your clit while at it. For a moment, you lost yourself, Naruto only hoping that your muffled, sexy noises weren’t being heard beyond the door separating you from the hallway. There was no way anyone could walk past and not hear you, but Naruto, even with the help of his clones didn’t sense any chakra singles nearby. He finally pulled away from you, taking your limp, shivering body from the clone behind you to gently place you on the small surface of the lockers, quickly diving in for a kiss to swallow the whimpers you made, recovering from the intense orgasm. Gathering yourself was a struggle, as usual, and he didn’t even get to the best part yet. Your usual post orgasm thoughts crept up on you again. How the hell do I avoid him when he makes me feel like this?, you asked yourself, I don’t think I can handle life without this, omg, why does he do this to me.

You finally opened your eyes, managing to kiss him back with a little more control, enjoying the taste of your arousal on his lips while your body still shuddered with tiny jolts of pleasure against his warm, bulky frame. He was still dressed, breaking the kiss to look at you, Naruto drowning in your hazy brown eyes for a few seconds, your half lidded eyes glistening in complete satisfaction, making him smile. He realised just how much he loved eating you out, and planned on pissing you off as much as he could if it meant you’d let him kneel between your legs and cum on his face as much as he wanted you to. If it meant he could hear you whimper and cry out his name from between your legs, he would annoy you forever. Every beat down you would give him would be worth it. He was so handsome when he smiled at you and you longed to see him smile like this more often, somewhat regretting your earlier attempt at beating his ass. His next words quickly snapped you out of your thoughts, and you swallowed nervously. “That was really fucking sexy, so now I’m gonna fuck you fast and hard, for hitting me earlier on okay ? At least until I feel like I can forgive you for it”. He seemed so casual about it, the clone behind him nearing the two of you. You swallowed again, your pussy clenching painfully on nothing as it anticipated the coming threat. He took a step away from you and you longed to feel his body heat all over you as soon as possible, watching him step aside to strip, while the clone came closer still. He made you feel very nervous, as though he was someone else, making you feel a sense of fear and excitement as to just what they would do to you. He’d never brought out the clones all the other times the two of you had sex and the thought of having two Naruto’s have their way with you made your head spin. Clones were nothing new to you. You knew how to make them yourself and you had a lot of experience with them during battles and training, but having Naruto’s clone touch you, made you feel a little uneasy. He was just as warm as Naruto was and just as real too, and out of curiosity, you reached your hand out touch him back, feeling his well defined abs against your hand, while his calloused palms rub your bare skin as it snuck under your t-shirt, quickly finding its way to your sports bra, impatiently tugging it up and cupping your entire boob, softly squeezing and kneading it as he leaned forward to kiss you.

He felt just as real as the original Naruto and something about it was quite eerie, but that didn’t stop your body from positively reacting to him, softly moaning into the kiss when he caught a nipple between his thumb and index finger, gently rolling and pinching it, placing his free hand on your back to slide you off of the locker, quickly turning you around and bending you over to lay on the cool surface. Looking over your shoulder, you could see the clone drop to his knees behind you, spreading your ass apart with his hands, while the original Naruto finally pulled his trunks down, and you were instantly reminded of just how godly the man was. This was the same idiot that ended the fourth ninja war, and fought with Madara himself. He was gonna fuck you now, and you didn’t care that the Naruto behind you could see you clench and grow wetter at the thought. You didn’t see Naruto staring at your pussy since you were so mesmerized by his huge cock, squirming in want as you imagined the feeling of him penetrating you with it. God you truly missed him. He was so so right. A warm tongue pressing right against your anus making you gasp in shock, forcing you to turn your concentration to the clone on his knees, circling his tongue around the little hole. You weren’t new to any anal play, Naruto had already introduced you that about a year ago, and he was no stranger to tongue and finger fucking the little hole when he wanted to. When he fingered your ass and pussy simultaneously, he’d literally make you cry and you wondered if he was planning on fucking you with his clone like that, accidentally whimpering out loud when you felt his thumb press into your pussy while his tongue dug into your anus. Just how long was he planning on keeping you in here for. You guessed about thirty minutes had already gone by since you were yanked into the room and the anxiety of someone catching viciously fueled your arousal. The real Naruto came to stand beside you, snaking his hand under your hips and in between your legs, searching for your clit, which was all too easy to find considering how swollen it was from his earlier administrations.

Biting down on your arm, you tried to minimize the noises you made, feeling completely hopeless to getting caught as the two men behind you worked on pleasuring you once again, Naruto grinding his bare erection against your hip as he slowly rubbed your clit, while the clone on his knees continued to thrust his tongue inside your ass, switching his thumb for his middle and index finger, slowly pumping them inside of you. You felt yourself melt onto the locker, barely able to keep yourself standing as your knees buckled from the pleasure. As amazing as this felt, you didn’t want to cum like this. “Naruto, please, I just want you inside of me”, you begged ever so softly, trying to suppress your moans. Begging didn’t necessarily work at all times, sometimes, he just wanted to torture you and you wondered if today would be one of those days, but why here in this cramped up storage room. Keeping yourself quiet was damn near impossible anyway, this was just not the right place for him to make you cum like this.

To your pleasant surprised though, the clone behind you disappeared, and all too quickly, Naruto got behind you, easily burying himself as deep inside as your hot, wet walls would allow him. You screamed right into your arm, and Naruto quickly leaned forward to cover your mouth with his hand, pulling you up straight to hold you against his chest, his warmth enveloping you once again as he sunk deeper inside of you. You couldn’t stop whimpering, Naruto simply standing behind you, worried that someone might of heard you scream so loud. He felt his dick pulsing and twitching inside of you, breathing hard against your temple as you hugged and squeezed him just right, clenching him impatiently as he searched the surrounding areas for any chakra signals. “Fuck”, he said, “If you don’t keep yourself quiet, I won’t let you come y/n”, he warned and you whimpered again. He was being so unfair and you wanted to cry , tears stinging your eyes from the burn of the stretch as well as the thought of not being able to finish. You knew he’d really deny you if he had to, it was something he was ruthless about whenever he punished you, but right now, after so long, you didn’t think you could handle it, but you couldn’t stop yourself from whimpering, part from how emotional you were getting, and how full you felt, his dick buried so deep inside of you while standing forcing you onto the tip of your toes. The most fucked up part of this was that Naruto knew just what he was doing to you and what effect his words had, leaning down to whispers in your ear, “Uh uh, don’t whine about it now. After the way you treated me earlier on today, you definitely don’t deserve to cum anyways right?”, he asked, wrapping an arm around you to keep you steady as he pulled halfway out of you only to slam himself all the way back inside of you, biting his lips to muffle his own noises over how you squeezed him like a glove, slowly pulling out of you only to slam himself deeply inside again, moving slowly as he fucked you. You couldn’t respond even if his hand wasnt covering your mouth, shaking your head no as you whimpered and moaned into his hand. You could feel every inch of him massaging your walls and everytime he hit that spot deep inside of you, you felt a shock of pleasure so intense that your thighs began to shake and you felt your tummy tighten, your entire body trembling to accommodate the pleasure. “But you know you feel so good though, I dont think I have it in me to stop”, he moaned, picking up the pace, lifting your feet off the floor with every mind numbing thrust. “Shhhiit baby, how can I deny you after so long, of course you deserve to cum”, he said, and hearing his raspy, deep voice in your ear along with his hard thrusts left you shaking uncontrollably, screaming into his palm as you came hard, Naruto easily holding all your weight with his single arm, not waiting for you to finish as he continued fucking you at a steady pace, ignoring your desperate cries, your climax dripping down his balls and your thighs as it let loose, creating a small puddle between his and yours. It was now his turn to shut his eyes, biting down hard on your neck to muffle his own noises as you clenched every inch of him, your pussy forcing him to cum, Naruto grunting loudly as he unloaded deep inside of you, falling forward with you against the lockers, causing a loud bang as you threatened to suck him dry. He gave you all he had, emptying himself inside of you without worry, knowing that you were already on birth control. He finally left go of your neck, having left a nasty mark that you’d probably have to get treated soon after this. Naruto stayed glued to you, breathing heavily with you as you both shivered, his hand still covering your mouth as you both recovered. He knew it would take a little longer for you, opting to remain lying against your back with your chest pressed on the surface of the lockers.

Suddenly, he heard the door rattle, looking over his shoulder to see it twisting, a few loud knocks making his eyes widen. “Shiiiiitt!!!”, he said, but you were still so tight around him, he wasn’t sure if he could pull out so soon. “Naruto!”, you whispered beneath him, still shivering and panting despite the person on the other end trying to come in. Your heart was beating just as fast as it was when you came and you could feel Naruto’s pounding against your back. He was grateful for locking the door earlier on, hoping that if the two of you stayed quiet enough, the person at the door would just go away, but he was wrong. “I know you’re in there, get the fuck out now!”, yelled the voice of the man. “Shit, is that Kiba- kun?”, you suspected, hearing the loud sniffs of a dog below the door. “Naruto, y/n, what the fuck are yall doing in there!”, he yelled. “Fuck, if he knows its us hen he probably knows what we’re doing in here”, Naruto whispered, “Y/n, you’ve gotta fucking let go of me”, he said, but your vagina didn’t budge. “I can’t”, you replied, your eyes wide in fear, wondering just why something like this would happen to you right now of all times. “Fuck, we gotta get out of hear”, he said, lifting you up as he stood straight. A shadow clone suddenly popping up beside the two of you and you wondered just where he found the strength to summon one, watching him pull up Naruto’s pants behind him, before he came around to pull up yours as best as he could, just as frantic as the two of you were. Your shorts didn’t make it past your butt, but Naruto could at least cover his, since a dick wasn’t rammed up behind him. The clone quickly gathered his jacket on the floor, using it to wipe up the puddle from your love making infront of you.

The door cracked open as Kiba shoved his way in, but he was surprised to see no one hiding in the closet, only smelling the strong scent of the two of you and if he wasn’t mistaken, sex, looking down to see Akamaru sniffing a particular spot on the floor. Kiba couldn’t believe it, or at least his brain refused to accept the fact that you and Naruto were actually fucking in the storage room in the fucking hallway of the hokage mansion. There was just no way that made sense and for a moment, he doubted his own nose, turning around to walk out the room, looking down at the floor in shock and disbelief as he walked down the hallway. “Was it a ghost?”, Shino asked when he saw the look on Kiba’s face. Kiba looked up at Shino, not sure exactly what to tell him.

You and Naruto made it out of there in the nick of time, finding yourselfs in the bedroom of his apartment. If it was not for Naruto’s freakish stamina, he wouldn’t of been able to teleport the two of you back to his place. “That was close”, he sighed, chuckling behind you, still stuck inside of you. Kiba had scared you back to your senses and you found Naruto’s light taking of the situation awfully irritating. “Oh my gosh! Why the fuck did you think it was a good idea to do this in there huh? Why couldn’t you just bring us here instead!”, you said, forcing Naruto to keep up with you as you walked over to the bed, noticing the sunsetting from the tall window on the opposite side of the bed. “What?”, Naruto asked, finding your irritation amusing, as he lifted you up to sit down with you in the bed, scooting upwards until he was able to prop himself against the pillows. “I wasn’t too sure if you’d be able to wait that long”, he teased, and you felt yourself heating up with embarrassment, remembering just how horny you were before this. “Now I’m stuck here with you”, you sighed, your heart skipping a beat when you remembered why you were stuck to him to begin with. “What are we gonna do about this?”, you asked worriedly, awkwardly shifting in his lap to feel if you were finally lose enough to have him pull out, but it still didn’t work, Naruto placing his hands on you waist and pulling you back towards him, making you fall against his chest, his arms a wrapping around you as he snuggled his face into your neck. “First of all, you need to calm down, i think we will be fine if we just relax a little”, he said reassuringly, and as much as you wanted to argue with him, you realised that you really had no reason to. He was right after all and his body felt so good behind you. You suddenly felt exhausted as you leaned all your weight back into him, Naruto running his hand along your tummy. “I’m so tired”, you said, Naruto lifting up his knees to grab your shorts, lifting them down your thighs and past your knees. You kicked your shoes off, your shorts following soon after and you felt a little more comfortable, Naruto tugging down on his own pants beneath you. “Why don’t you just relax and take a nap if you want to? I promise I’ll take you home as soon as we’re able to separate”, he said, holding you tight against him as he flipped y’all over to the side. The thought of being away from him again made you feel sad. You wanted spend the entire night with him and wake up in his arms tomorrow, but a small voice in your head ridiculed the idea and you closed your eyes, hoping that this would all make sense one day.

Dirty Angry Horny

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strongheartneteyam · 10 months

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Realize where you belong.

Pairing: neteyam sully x female!dreamwalker!reader/female!human!reader

Chapter 4

CW: jealous neteyam, angst, restless neteyam, obsessive and toxic behavior, mentions of violence, neteyam's current mental health is not the best out there (let's put it that way), the word "bloody" being mentioned in someone's thoughts, TRIGGER WARNING for dubious consent and slight NON CON, angry thoughts, melancholic reader, hints of depression on reader, anxious reader, mentions of breeding kink, reader thinking a lot about neteyam, reader finds out she's crushing on neteyam, reader is afraid of neteyam + attracted to him, neteyam stepping over reader's boundaries, creepy yandere vibes, slight nudity, sexual tension, neteyam almost trying to have sex with reader (if you squint)

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Chapter 3

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Watching me, wanting me

I can feel you pull me down

Fearing you, loving you

I won't let you pull me down

Haunted (Evanescence)

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Hours had passed since Neteyam Suli had appeared to you in the window of the kitchen you worked in.

It was late at night already and you should be sleeping but, you just could not stop thinking about what had happened. How weird it had been to see a real na'vi - not an Avatar - real close. How odd he looked in your eyes, massive in size and so, so blue...

You laughed alone in your small room in the back of the laboratory after taking a quarter of a second to realize that the thought you just had was actually really funny.

Neteyam looked like a huge and thick brushstroke of sky blue paint. Still, he was… incredibly beautiful. He was eerie, weird looking compared to the human guys you're used to, but… something about him made his face linger on your mind.

You did not know how it was possible that you were finally having to admit to yourself that you felt attracted to Neteyam Suli, even after he appeared to you only once and, let's not forget, he appeared completely unanticipated, saying he had seen you before, multiple times.

You knew that raised like a billion red flags. Yet still, even though you did not feel safe enough to trust him or let your hair down when he was around, he intrigued you immensely.

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You woke up the next morning feeling anxious. You did not know what it was exactly, but, lately, you had not only been depressed, but anxious too. You knew you probably would be diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety if you cared to go to the mental health department of the laboratory, but the thing was… you did not care to. You did not want to. The real reason for your lingering sadness was already so familiar to you: you did not like the life you were living.

You looked to be free like the na'vi. To not have deadly boring obligations everyday, to not have to care so much about so many strict rules of what was socially acceptable and what was not. You thought your own race to be too complicated. Humans don't really say what they mean just so many times. Humans care too much about money and power when, in reality, deep down, we all know that's not what's gonna make us happy, what's gonna keep us warm in a cold night.

But you were never really like that.

Not to pretend you were a golden, precious jewel, so incredibly hard to find, so utterly different from everybody else but, in all honesty, as much as you did care about money and having a comfortable life - to some extent - you were never a greedy for riches kind of person. You had always felt perfectly happy and content to just have a few things to keep you cozy, like your earbuds, a good book, your favorite sweet treat… You liked it simple. Calm. Balanced.

You believed that everything needs to be balanced to work well.

Chaos and light. Pain and happiness.

People need all of it to learn, grow and live a good life, that doesn't get painfully boring and unbearable with time.

But humans lacked balance.

Too much greed, too little contentment. Too much hate, too little compassion. Too much selfishness, too little altruism. That's why your kind was, as unfortunate as it was, doomed to misery. The human race dug their own grave. God, they couldn't even respect and take care of their own planet, their own home, the place that kept them literally safe and steady in the middle of the immense galaxy, let alone being able to take care of each other, to consider other's feelings before their own because, sometimes, we all need to do it.

And that's one of the reasons why you admired the na'vi so much. They were so much more wise than your own race.

How many times you had wished, talking to yourself in the dark of the night, that you could have been born na'vi. Why was fate so cruel to you? You did not even believe in fate. But it is only an expression, anyway.

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Neteyam was tossing around on his mat since he went back home from training.

Yesterday he was way too busy to try and go see you or at least watch you from afar.

Sometimes he truly felt exhausted from his hectic routine and just wished he could be like Lo'ak and the other Omatikaya young men and just be able to relax more, to have more free time to engage in hobbies or, Eywa... to have more time to sleep... Sometimes he went back home all sore. He was as athletic as one can be but it did not mean he could not feel jaded after pushing himself too hard.

But Neteyam tried to always keep in mind the noble, sacred reason why he did all that. He was going to be the next leader of his clan, a privileged position, blessed by the Great Mother. A position that so many wished to have and he was lucky enough to be waiting to take on.

He was the current Olo'eyktan's son. It was a gift, he should not be ungrateful. He felt bad for thinking that was exactly what he was being... His father, Jake, was Toruk Makto. He was brave enough to earn that title. Neteyam felt it was his duty to be as brave and fearless as his father, to honor him and all his efforts to defend their tribe from any danger, specially from the Sky People.

Everything was going as usual, if it was not for only one thing: Lo'ak seemed to be suspicious of the fact that Neteyam was out for so many hours, almost everyday (meaning, every time he was free to just do whatever he wanted and not training to become the next Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya) and nobody had a clue of where he was.

His parents seemed to be too busy being the Olo'eyktan and the Tsahìk to notice something seemed off about Neteyam's behavior lately. And it is understandable. It was anything but easy to be the clan leader and the clan healer and spiritual leader. Mo'at was getting old and had passed the position of Tsahìk to Neytiri a while ago. So, Jake and Neytiri already were making such a huge effort to be able to live up to their duties, be parents of a little girl, Tuktirey, three teenagers and still keep their sanity. It was a lot, indeed. But they tried as hard as they could to still be good enough for their clan, their family and for each other, as a mated couple.

Neteyam decided he was way too restless to be able to sleep that night. He could not stop thinking about the way that human male talked to you, looked at you... He wondered if he really was your mate. He was not sure but if what he thought when he saw you two together was true, he knew it would not be a problem. He hated to get violent, his natural self was calm and composed. But he was going to fight for you, and, if it needed to get bloody, then so be it.

He decided to go outside his and his family's home, to breathe some cold, fresh eclipse air. It helped him to calm down a bit but it was not enough. He missed you. Like crazy. Deeply. He craved your scent… your delicious human scent. He did not even believe he was saying that about the way a human smelled. But he would always insist in saying you were different. You had a na'vi heart. Just like his father, back when he was still all pink and small.

He decided he wanted… no, he needed to see you. And it could not wait. It had to be now. He craved you and that craving would not go away like that. It was stronger than his rational brain. You woke up his animal side more than anything else did. He wanted to mate with you as soon as possible. He dreamt about the day he would be able to breed you, have you carrying his offspring on your womb. He would make you so happy, give you everything you've ever wanted, everything you need. And while you were still not permanently living inside your Avatar body, he still wanted to have you, even if it meant having you in your demon form. You were a pretty, lovely demon. His cute, sweet demon girl. His yawntutsyìp. (little loved one)

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You just could not believe it was really happening, how the hell you got into those circumstances.

Right before that moment, you were almost sleeping peacefully, finally (you know that state when you're not awake nor asleep?), after having been awake, tossing around on your bed for hours for the most ridiculous reason you could ever think of: you were undeniably crushing on that weird alien boy. Neteyam Suli.

Yes, he acted like a creep when he tapped on your window. You knew it was pathetic but… he just would not leave your mind. He was shamefully living rent free in your brain. All cozy there.

But the worst and craziest part was: you were still afraid of him.

Ok, the na'vi were a peaceful, highly intelligent (arguably much more smart, interesting and wiser than humans) alien race but he was still almost 10 feet tall and was so freaking intimidating. You shivered at the thought that he could ever hurt you, even by accident, one day.

Still, you were now here with him. Outside the laboratory. Because he put his goddamn eerie but cute (the guy is a complete paradox) looking ocean colored fingers through the tiny gap you left open in your bedroom window - a passage you left for air to come in when it was really hot and dry, like it was that night - and that made a strange noise, enough to put you in alert mode.

Damn, what a bad habit… Leaving the window open, even slightly, was not even permitted by the people who took care of the lab's security norms. That could be dangerous. But you had always been a stubborn little thing.

You were now regretting your decisions, though.

Neteyam approached your window being what he could be like a pro: a crazy stalker.

How you were still attracted to him… even though you were fearful of his na'vi build and strength… that was a question that maybe a mental health professional could answer. It was weird and problematic and you knew it. But you never imagined you would feel like this about Neteyam Suli. You really did not. When you first saw him, he seemed cute and handsome in your eyes, but he was still an alien. You had never considered being attracted to one. But now… nothing made sense anymore, things were getting weird.

Stupidity took over you when you were so sleepy and groggy and you saw it was his huge hand on the wooden window, so, you wanted to ask him why he ran away the last time you two spoke. You know when you're so sleepy, you make the most unimaginably silly mistakes? So… there you go. You dragged your heavy with slumber body out of your bed, grabbed your oxygen mask that was kept inside your closet and opened the window.

But why, though?

In the beginning, you two were having a trivial talk about mundane stuff, like how he learned the English language (his father, of course), he started to ask how and why you got an Avatar etc

He acted suspicious but still normal-ish, for a na'vi. They always looked mysterious when interacting with humans. But then, when he was telling you about his little sister, Tuktirey, and your eyes were slowly falling shut, your body begging for some hours of sleep… you felt a change in the atmosphere around you.

Your eyes had closed for a while, on their own, and suddenly, you knew Neteyam was really close to you, now. He had been keeping a respectful distance in the beginning. But now… now he was inches away from your body. He had moved closer, his fleshy but toned blue thigh almost rubbing against your leg, as you were sitting sideways on the window frame, your legs hanging in the air, making you feel a bit cold because of the nighttime Pandoran air.

You woke up from your 5 seconds long involuntary nap really startled.

"Hey! Why are you… so close?" You looked at him, dazed and nervous, visibly shaken

"Sorry… Is it too much? You're just… so pretty…" Neteyam says, looking at you like he's looking at a graceful, otherworldly being.

"Yeah. It is." You warn him "Can you… step away a bit, please?" You said, looking into his eyes. Your gaze serious but amiable.

Neteyam respected your request and did what was decent. But you did not expect that he would soon change his demeanor, just like something was taking over him.

You were so distracted with your chat with Neteyam but so utterly sleepy too that you did not notice when your nightgown's thin strap slipped through your right shoulder, leaving your breast exposed, your nipple out for Neteyam to see.

It was like a beast had replaced that nice-but-weird-vibes guy you were previously talking to.

Neteyam had just lifted you off of the window with amazing ease, your feet now touching the ground and he got closer to you again. He had you with your back against the lab's outer wall, keeping you there just by being in front of you, looking at you.

His size was enough to keep you still. You did not want him to maybe get mad at you if you tried to run away. That could become terrifying in a heartbeat. You were brave since a child, but you were also realistic. Your height and body strength was nothing compared to Neteyam's.

He looked at your exposed breast with such desire, you felt like his amber gaze was scorching your sensitive skin.

"Neteyam! What-?"

"You're so… perfect." His breath was labored while he stared down at your nipple, hardened by the cold temperature of the eclipse air "Sevin…" (pretty)

"I'm so afraid of you, Neteyam... You're too big and honestly...scary. I'm so sorry. I'm always trying to pick up signals that may indicate you're gonna hurt me. I don't feel comfortable at all right now. Please, let me go" You said as your cold, anxious hands took your nightgown strap back to where it belonged, covering your boob again, feeling ashamed of the vulnerable way you had just been seen by Neteyam, ashamed of the fact that he, a boy you barely knew, had just seen your naked breast, even if it was only for a brief period of time

"My cute little 'emyu…" (cook, cooker) "You don't need to be afraid of me." He smiles at you in such a sincere way, trying to show you he means no harm whatsoever.

Though Neteyam felt his heart tightening way too much inside his chest, hurting so much it was like you had crushed it when you said you're afraid of him, he was carefully trying to make you see he would never in a billion years harm you, his precious little yawne (loved one).

He wished so hard, even prayed to Eywa, in a millisecond, inside his mind, that you would soon realize he loved you so much he would kill anyone who ever hurt your precious, frail human body. He could not understand how you could think he himself would do such a horrible thing towards you.

When Neteyam saw you did not show any sign that you were beginning to trust him more, he said:

"Hì'i," (little, small in size) "please... I need you... I love your scent so much. I miss it everytime I'm away from you. I love the way your human skin smells. I do. I dream about you at night... " He gets closer to you slowly and carefully, caging you between the wall and his broad, crazily tall blue body, leaving no way for you to get away from him "C-can I touch you? Touch your skin?" Neteyam breathes, begging for you with his wide eyed gaze "Just for a little while, please..." He kneels down at the ground to be as close as he possibly can to your height "See? I'm not so tall anymore. Am I a little less scary now?" He smiles faintly, trying to cover his pain with a fake demonstration of joy.

Neteyam feels so insecure, without any guarantee that you will eventually let him in. But he will never give up on trying to be worthy of your love.

"You're always gonna be scary to me. Even when I'm in my Avatar, I think." Using a sharp na'vi knife to stab Neteyam's heart repeatedly would have hurt him less than that statement "I'm not as skilled as you are or experienced as you are when it comes to using a bow or anything like that. God, I can't even work a bow right. If you'd ever hurt me, even by accident I-"

"I can teach you." He interrupted "I will teach you everything I know about archery. I'm a great archer, you know? I like to call myself "Mighty Warrior". " He smiles, frowning a bit, trying to make a joke to make the situation a little lighter.

You seemed so afraid he was starting to not know what to do anymore to try to make you see you were safe with him. That he would defend you from any danger without any hesitation and not be the danger himself.

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ofallthingsnasty · 1 year

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also please could you tell us more about Blue and gentle noncon because that is now stuck in my mind rent free! I love Blue so much, he’s a cool character

He's my thicc, soon-to-be DILF merman beefcake ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)... I'm so happy he's so loved on here, you don't even know!

fic referenced

tags: yandere, terato (Blue is a merman), ('gentle') noncon, forced impregnation, oviposition, afab reader

word count: 0.6k

To be fair, I have to go with yandere Blue for any type of noncon situation - he has no qualms with simply taking what he wants. And that's a baby with you. He's not someone who starts out as completely obsessed with you, it's something that grows within him as you are together, as the years tick by and he starts to feel his age in his bones. He knows that time works against him; with him in his very last few fertile seasons and you, human as you are, bound to fade quicker than him. It's where a good bit of his condescending attitude comes from as well. In the ten years you've been together, he's seen you go from young adult to really growing into your own skin while he has almost remained the same. He wants to use the years he has with you as best as he can - and a family with you is his ultimate goal, his one desire. But trouble arises when you don't want that (just yet) - even though you promised him this a few years back, even though you know he won't be able to give you a clutch for much longer. It's a weird swirl of emotions for him. Rejection, sadness, desperation, pressure - anger, even. Blue turns moody for a while, tells you he needs some space after these news. And you let him be, thinking that he just needs to learn to accept that you can't have kids with right now - what you don't know is just what exactly is brewing in that thick head of his. Don't you know how much a family means to him? How he has waited to find the perfect mate all his life - and finally, you come along, all squishy and fragile, all human, and you deny him this after he has already been patient with you for so long? It's infuriating. He feels like you don't know what you're doing, feels like that perhaps he has to help you see what's good for you, for both of you, for your future. Really, he doesn't want to hurt you. He would never do that intentionally but he needs you to understand where he's coming from as well. So when he holds you a little tighter after you've made up again, when he kisses you with so much fervor and ignores how your giggled 'no's turn into serious demands for him to stop, when he works you open with his fingers until he knows you're well prepared - know that he's doing his best to make this as pleasant as he can. He'll kiss away every tear, will murmur praise at how well you're taking him - as you always do, his sweet thing, his little human - really, he acts like he always does, it's just you who's squirming to get away from his cock. Blue knows that giving you his eggs won't be an easy experience for you, especially when you're gasping and clenching around him as you are right now. That's why he tries to calm you down, caresses you with so much love and tenderness it makes his own heart heavy. He holds you down and smothers you in kisses as the first one slips in and you cry and cry and cry at the feeling of it working its way into your womb, begging him to stop this. But he's unrelenting, only full of condescending praise for you, promises of happiness together, gratitude for you for taking him so well. You'll never feel so hot, so destroyed, so betrayed yet so... revered ever again, you're sure. He almost worships you for every egg he makes you take, almost cries with you when it becomes too much. It's a mind-breaking mix of emotions, of helplessness and pain - never has he used his strength against you like this and you feel like you're drowning, yet he is the softest he's ever been.

#ask #anon #OC: Blue #yandere teratophilia #merman x reader #monster x reader #terato #tw.yandere #tw.oviposition #tw.noncon

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majornaxxx · 6 months

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Hi hi! I love your blog so much, you’re so talented in writing omg. I have an idea for a request, perhaps you could do something similar to what you did in “Avatar boys watching you Sunbathe” but focus it on Loak and Neteyam exclusively: maybe something along the lines of y/n bathing or skinny dipping and the povs of each boy noticing her and their reaction (what they’d do, *cough* touch themselves *cough*) and perhaps this time y/n actually spots each boy and you could go along from there , however you’d like! I just love your writing style and I’d love for you to explore this idea of mine :) <333

Oh my goodness thanks so much! I really appreciate all the love for my writing and I'm so glad you like it! :33

Of course I'd love to explore this idea!! Im short on time right now but I'll write for Neteyam! I may try to get to Lo'ak soon though!! I sincerely apologize for how long it took me to write this :""")

ღ Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞🔞, Neteyam being a little perv, Neteyam x Metkayina reader, p in v, sorta rough treatment at parts??

Neteyam held his breath, his heartbeat fast and loud in his ears. His hand slid off of the smooth damp stone to slowly wrap around the hilt of his blade. He ducked down, ears pinned to his head as he heard sounds of water sloshing not too far away from him. He'd gone down into the tunnel to collect medicinal plants only grown underground in crystal pools. Ronal, bedridden after recently giving birth, had been very vocal about her displeasure after Tonowari sent the boy out to run his errands.

Neteyam, however, was warned there would be a possibility of large and potentially dangerous animals down in the cave. The water was always warm and the flora created a soft mossy ground, perfect living conditions for someone or something that wished to live comfortably. The first thing Neteyam noticed as he made his way down was that something was in the water, something obviously large. He hadn't gotten a good look just yet and instead opted to conceal himself inside of the tunnel that brought him down.

His tail lashed and he turned to finally look out at the creature he was planning on having to possibly kill. Neteyam immediately stilled, his breath hitched and his eyes widening.

Oh Eywa...

Instead he found you, completely unclothed and seated on the edge of the glowing pool. The crystals on the bottom glowed and sent ripples of color dancing across your damp skin, glistening like stars. Your top was behind you and your tewng was even further back, leaving you in your complete naked glory aside from the jewelry you regularly pranced around the village in

Your tail sweeped behind you as you pulled your hair up and out of the way of the water. You hummed a relaxed tone as you finally pulled yourself down into the warm water, letting out a quiet moan of gratitude.

Neteyam felt the heat rise up to his face as he watched, unable to tear his eyes away. The water only reached up to about your mid thighs when you stood, and he watched as you lowered your entire body in and stood again, splashing gleefully. He watched intently as fat water droplets cascaded over your round plush breasts and the flesh of your ass, highlighting your delicious curves.

He felt as his own tewng became uncomfortably tight and he shifted as he reached down to mess and pull at the fabric in an attempt to make it bearable. His hand lightly covered his mouth as he practically drooled over the sight in front of him, moth slightly agape. He quickly turned and shrunk himself into his hiding place as messing with his clothing turned into Neteyam palming himself through the fabric. He groaned quietly, catching his bottom lip between his teeth.

You had made him uncomfortably hard, and he quickly found himself spitting into his hand and gripping his boner. He slowly stroked himself, glancing back towards you once or twice as he chased his high. He could practically feel your soft skin against the palms of his hands, practically taste you on his tongue.. He growled and tightened his free hand into a fist as his knuckles practically turned white, his other hand speeding up.

He began to buck his hips into his fist and finally, he covered his mouth. His lower regions movements began to stutter, his pace faltering, as he reached his climax. "Oh, fuck.." He muttered, almost feeling like he was going to burst at the seams.

"Oh fuck is right." A voice said sweetly next to his ear. Neteyam yelped and scrambled to cover himself as he turned to meet your gaze. You were insanely close to him, your breasts basically sitting on his arm. "Calm, 'Teyam. No sense in covering yourself, i've seen it already.." You giggled as you ran your hand softly up his left arm to squeeze his shoulder.

"Oh my- Eywa- I'm.." He was at a loss for words as he lowered his ears in shame, eyes wide. "Sorry?" You finished his sentence and he shakily nodded. "Don't be!" You flashed a sickly sweet smile at him and stood. "You weren't very subtle." You said pointing at the ground. "Your tail tipped you off."

He swore as he looked down and saw his tail swaying outside of his hiding spot. "Come on, join me!" You grabbed onto his arm to pull him up, and Neteyam at a loss for words followed without any complaint. You splashed your way back into the water and beckoned him in. Shaking off the initial embarassment, he quickly untied his clothing and set that along with his knife down on the ground, cautiously stepping in.

The warmth of the water seeped into him and he breathed a quiet sigh of relief before looking up. The reality set into him. He was naked.. You were naked.. He stared at you, taking in every inch of what he was seeing. His eyes finally met yours and you turned your body towards him as your eyes flicked back and forth between his gaze and looking down.

He made his way towards you, the cave silent aside from the sound of the water. His chest met yours and you moved slightly away, suddenly becoming shy. The two of you trapped in each others gaze, you brought your arms up in front of you and he gently slipped his hands onto your sides to squeeze your hips. Your palms rested in his chest, your heart in your throat. Moments that felt like forever passed, and finally Neteyam brought a hand up to your face.

The two of you stared before your lips connected. Barely a moment passed and the kiss became fierce. Hands clambering around each others bodies as you both squeezed and poked and prodded, teeth catching lips and noises escaping the both of you. He wrapped both of his hands roughly around your ass and motioned upwards. You hopped up happily and wrapped your legs around his waist. He held you against him as he continued to kiss you.

"'Teyam..-" His name escaped your mouth in a breathy moan and he carried you over to the side of the pool, setting you down on the ledge. His hands slid towards your chest and his large hands began to squeeze your breasts, completely engulfing them. He pulled his head away to gaze down at you, his eyes filled with an unknown but feral emotion. You reached up to his shoulders and pulled him back down to kiss you, wrapping your arms around him. "Fuck.." He growled, pulling your hips towards him with such force that you fell onto your back. You were thankful for the moss underneath you as you hit the ground and Neteyam spread your legs. He wasted no time in running his length between your sopping folds, causing you to shiver.

"Fuck, you're beautiful.." He leaned down to catch your nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. You arched your back letting out a pathetic whimper as he reduced you to nothing but a shaking mess. He gently nipped at the sensitive skin and you yelped, smacking him and causing him to grin. "Behavior like that won't make me fuck you.." He stood back up, reaching down to rub circles over your clit.

Your eyes shot wide and you began to babble, trying to form words as he sent pleasure straight through you with the simplest of touch. Without warning, his soft cockhead poked at your entrance, sliding inside of your sopping cunt. Barely able to register your senses as he continued to play with your clit as he fucked you, you bit your lip and reached up to squeeze the flesh of your tits.

His thrusts were agonizingly slow and you felt every inch and vein as he continuously filled you. The sounds of skin meeting skin echoed throughout the cave and every movement sent erratic colorful patterns of light across the walls from below the water. He watched as rays of purple and pink and blue danced across your body as you writhed beneath him, barely containing the possessive feral noise that came from deep within his chest.

Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes with every thrust and you brought your hand up to your mouth to quiet yourself, biting your finger to muffle the noises. Neteyam seemed to darken, becoming rougher with his movements. "Louder." He commanded, not wanting you to cover those oh so wonderful noises that sent electricity down to his cock. His eyes raked your figure as you twitched and shook. His fingers left bruises on your sides, his desire too great to pay attention to how hard he was holding you. It seemed you didn't pay much mind either.

Your hands fell to your sides the second the words left his mouth and Neteyam, without missing a single beat, swiftly scooped your arms up and pinned your wrists to the ground beneath you. His pace quickly became erratic, his tail lashing behind him as he continued to stuff you full. A particularily loud noise made him look down to you, and he almost came inside of you right then. Your eyes were squeezed shut with your mouth wide in a silent "o". Back arched, bottom lip slightly pink and tender from biting it, tears sitting at the corners of your eyes waiting to fall.

"'Teyam- oh fuck- Netayam i'm close!" Your arms flexed as you tried to scramble to hold somwthing, unable to due to Neteyams grip. He quickly let go and pulled you to sit up with his arms wrapped tightly around you. Your arms flew around his shoulders and despite how tired he was he continued to fuck you.

You suddenly dug your fingers into his back, legs squeezing around his waist as your cries were cut off. A low moan ripped from your throat as you began to shake. Neteyam could feel your cunt squeezing him as you came, coating his cock. His name fell from your mouth in sobs as pleasure wracked your body with tears streaming down your cheeks.

Neteyam gasped and dug his teeth into your shoulder as he suddenly stopped, buried to the hilt inside of you. A higher pitched moan fell from him as he spilled inside of you, trembling as he did so. "Oh Goddamn-" He huffed as he gave one more lazy thrust before begrudgingly sliding his cock out of the warmth of your pussy. Neteyam chuckled in surprise as he watched his cum drip out of you and down the curve of your ass. He reached forward to give your thigh a gentle squeeze, and slowly set you down.

"Are you alright?" He asked, brushing sweat soaked hair out of your face. "More than alright.." Your voice was an intoxicating mix of sweet and sensual, sending sparks down to his stomach. He carefully set you back down into the warm water, an arm wrapped around your waist. "Let's get cleaned up." He said. To that you smiled, planting a kiss on his jaw. "Of course.. That's the least you could do since you peeked on me!"

He felt the heat rise in his face and fought back a laugh at your little comment, beginning to use his hand to cup the water to rinse you. "Of course.." He agreed, sighing. Moments of silence passed filled only with the sounds of water and the occasional noise from the two of you.

Neteyam paused and looked up, meeting your gaze. "Yes?" He could tell you wanted to say something. "Come by my Marui tonight.." You said, and he narrowed his eyes. "What for?" He asked. You rested your hand on the side of his face and gently led him up to your level, faces mere inches apart. "You know why."

He grinned and leaned into your touch. "How could I say no?"

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