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Daisuke Kambe Husband Headcanons
Warning: 18+ Under Cut 
Request: Hello! Can I please request Daisuke Kambe husband headcannons? Exactly like the boyfriend ones, but husband edition. Thank you so much in advance!  ♡ Requested by @aya-daydreams - I hope you love it!  ♡
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You’re one lucky gal, Daisuke Kambe’s wanted to marry YOU. (Spare some change for the poor (me)?)
Let’s address the obvious: You have a shared bank account.
You get E V E R Y T H I N G you want. 
You want a Louis Vuitton purse? You got it. 
You’re determined to purchase new Christian Louboutin heels? Do it; you have the money. 
Gucci Belt? You already have three. 
Question: Did you ever meet someone who does the sexiest things... but indirectly? Thats Daisuke. 
When Daisuke is concentrating on his intense stack of paperwork, he bites his bottom lip. 
Daisuke undoes his tie with one finger (right pointer finger) when he arrives home from work. 
When he’s hot (all the time), he rolls up the sleeves of his black button down. 
Puts on his Rolex watch without look. He looks directly in your eyes. Its second nature. 
Closes the button of his blazer with two hands. 
If Daisuke performs any of these actions, you find yourself melting where you’re standing. You cannot believe this man is this attractive. He steals your breath away. 
EVERYONE  R E S P E C T S  YOU
When you walk into Daisuke’s company, everyone is at your service because you’re “Y/N Kambe, the boss’s wife.” If you ask for something, you receive it within seconds.
Sure, Daisuke’s is a great husband - but please drive. For the love of God, please DRIVE. 
Owns the most BEAUTIFUL apartment in New York City. 
Daisuke has a HEART of GOLD:
Has a “soft spot” for children: He’s constantly donating towards foundations like Make a Wish, The Sunshine Kids, St. Jude’s, Ronald McDonald House, and Childcare Aware at least five times a year. 
Donates under “Anonymous.”
When you’re riding on public transportation or standing in an elevator, and it starts becoming too crowded; Daisuke will give up his spot for older men, women, and children. 
Despite assuming the role of the richest and kindest man in the world, Daisuke has social anxiety. He grows nervous and begins shaking when he is meeting any of your new friends. Overtime, your important loved ones will grow close to him, but expect to see Daisuke shaking in his boots if he’s meeting someone important to you. Since you’re married, he’s close to your family now; but he was a nervous wreck. 
LOVES making you breakfast in the morning with his $1,000.000 waffle maker. 
He always makes a HUGE mess because he makes his own homemade batter (Yes, Daisuke cooks. He doesn’t hire people to cook).   
Nearly E V E R Y D A Y Daisuke wakes up early in the morning to assure your penthouse is spotless. He doesn’t like you acting as a “maid.” (He hires people three times a month to deep clean).
“You’re my wife, not my maid. No woman should be forced to clean because of poor societal standards.” 
When Daisuke gets frustrated, his eyebrow furrow. 
He cannot stand grocery shopping by himself. He gets confused by the littlest things. 
When Daisuke can’t figure something out... 
When people disrespect you, you’ll see him get angry.
Daisuke’s weakness is when you’ll tie his black tie in the morning before he leaves for work. 
After making sure it the expensive fabric lays perfectly on his chest, you’ll stand on your tip toes to kiss him on the lips. 
“Have a good day at work, baby.” 
Make Daisuke’s lunch, write him “love notes,” and slip them inside of his lunchbox. 
Every time Daisuke comes home, you’ll notice your notes aren’t in his lunchbox. 
One night you were rummaging through his bedside drawer when you noticed a large black velvet box. When you opened it, your eyes began growing soaked with tears; within the box was EVERY NOTE you ever wrote to him. 
NEVER NOT WEARING his black WEDDING RING engraved with your name. 
If a woman approaches him, he politely showcases his wedding ring saying, “My apologies, I have a wife.” 
Here’s a shocker: Daisuke H A T E S receiving expensive gifts. 
Daisuke can buy anything. He’s tired of receiving expensive gifts, but you’re the ONLY person who knows. Instead, you’ll purchase him ten-to-thirty-dollar gifts that remind you of him. 
Daisuke’s cheeks will begin to blush looks at the tiny gift you purchased him. As you begin explaining its significance, you’ll notice tears begin pooling into his eyes. 
HUGE pictures from your wedding day are scattered throughout the penthouse. 
Your wedding song was Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Without the lyrics. 
There was a reason behind his madness: On wedding day, during your first dance, you placed your head on Daisuke’s shoulder and sang the lyrics to him. 
U.N.I.T.E.D.  F.R.O.N.T - You’ll never stand alone.
ADORES your intelligence. Daisuke fell in love with you, your personality, appearance, and especially your intelligence. 
Throughout Daisuke’s entire life, women act brainless and submissive, but not you. He loves your smart mind and independent nature. 
Still CHECKS YOU OUT all the time. 
Especially when you’re wearing business attire paired with a lingerie top or simple silk dresses. 
Match him. He will start drooling. 
MESMERIZED when you take your hair out of a ponytail or claw clip. He LOVES watching your hair cascade down your back. 
Daisuke NEEDS to be connected to you in public. He latches onto your hand lacing your fingers together, gently touches your waist, or places a hand on your thigh. However, his public displays of affection WILL NOT go further. He’s a classy man. 
O B S E S S E D  with  K I S S I N G  YOUR LIPS. 
When you’re speaking to Daisuke, you’ll notice he’s staring at your lips imaging how soft they are. 
You do not fight often, but it does occur. Especially when he puts himself in dangerous situations. 
Due to a near-death experience, you grew frustrated and (unannounced) left your home to find a hotel room. Immediately, Daisuke tracked your location. 
Within two hours, he knocked on the door. You saw your husband clutching a bundle of flowers and chocolates. With tears streaming down his face. 
“Please, don’t ever leave. I’m so sorry - I’ll never do it again. Just don’t leave me. I NEED you.” 
Plans the most P E R F E C T dates. 
During winter, Daisuke plans to stroll around New York City to see the Christmas lights. 
In the spring, he takes you to your favorite Whinery. 
In summer, Daisuke privately rents fancy manors hoping spend a few private nights in with you. 
During fall, you two curl up into a cozy blanket and light scented candles to watch your favorite horror films. 
To surprise Daisuke, you often order tickets to see various orchestras across the country. He becomes enchanted by the sound of violin and piano music. However, his jaw drops during orchestra concerts.
 IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN: 
They are S.P.O.I.L.E.D.  R.O.T.T.E.N.
The most popular kid at school because you two are the parents. 
When they are little, they LOVE holding onto Daisuke’s pinky finger as you’re walking. 
If your child must attend any sports games or music recitals, you two are always present. Daisuke is the dad constantly taking photos of your child. 
Daisuke LOVES watching you rock your baby as you’re singing to them. 
LOVES traveling around the world with you. 
If you’re working on your laptop, Daisuke slowly comes up behind you. He kisses your cheek and slowly moves down your neck to your sweet spot. (Yes, he memorized where it is). 
You’ll have sweet make-out sessions in the kitchen when you’re cooking together. 
Gotta keep that spice in your life. 
You’ll always claim, “I’m the happiest person in the world.” However, Daisuke denies your statement. No one can be happier than him. After years of being married, Daisuke still cannot grasp how lucky he is to have you. 
“I love you with all my heart and soul, beautiful.” 
NSFW 
Despite being a sweet and loving husband, Daisuke will become a M.E.N.A.C.E in the bedroom. 
Before you both start undressing, Daisuke pulls his black gloves off with his teeth. 
Wear R.E.D. LIPSTICK
Daisuke LOVES ruining your red lipstick. Watching it smear across your (and his) lips as you engage in a heated make-out session, turns him on. 
Often drags his thumb across your bottom lip to smear a line of red lipstick to your breasts. When you look down, you’ll notice a stained line where his thumb traveled down your body. 
ADORES when you wear black lingerie. 
Once, you matched some lingerie with Daisuke’s oversized blazer by draping his attire across your shoulders... You were nearly unable to walk that morning. 
Seeing you wearing black lingerie accompanied with HIS professional blazer corrupted his mind and stained his pants. 
Many individuals believe Daisuke would degrade his significant other within the bedroom, but I’m not buying it. You will feel loved and be praised as Daisuke’s wife. 
“So goddamn stunning, baby.” 
“You like that don’t you, Angel?” 
“Baby, you’re so wet. You’re such a good girl.” 
KISS HIS NECK - (Take Nike’s advice and) Just do it. 
Takes his time worshipping your breasts. (He’s definitely a boob guy.)
If you’re arriving home from an important event/meeting in a gorgeous silk dress, don’t expect to be ignored. 
Within seconds of closing the door, Daisuke pushes you to the wall and starts running his fingers over your nipples as he thrusts his tongue in your mouth. 
If you enjoy walking around your home half-naked, (at any time) Daisuke can bend you over a hard surface, slowly push your underwear aside, and bury three fingers inside of your cunt. 
“You can’t walk around half-naked if you don’t expect to be fucked, baby.” 
LOVES seductively staring into your eyes and biting your bottom lip as he’s fingering your pussy. He enjoys the feeling of your walls clutching his fingers. 
O.I.L.  M.E.S.S.A.G.E.S. - Daisuke LOVES messaging your naked body with oil. 
Enjoys fondling your breasts and running his fingers over your sensitive nipples. 
When you’re lying on your stomach, Daisuke spends MINUTES rubbing and squeezing your ass. 
Soon enough, Daisuke spreads your ass cheeks and buries his tongue inside of your lubed pussy. The sound of his oily hands traveling along your body as he’s eating your pussy is his own paradise. 
Doesn’t mind paying for your nails because he imagines the sight of your pretty nails jerking off his cock. 
Drapes his arms across the back of the couch as you slowly drop to your knees. 
Daisuke intensely watches your every move as you’ve settled between his legs. Looking into his eyes, you’ll pull down his zipper with your teeth to remove his cock from his pants. 
Licking up the length his cock, Daisuke throws his head back in utter disbelief. 
“Fuck, baby. Please do that again.” 
Melts in his seat if you start sucking his balls. You’ll notice Daisuke’s legs start twitching within seconds of running your tongue along his genitals. 
Daisuke isn’t a lover willing to share your body, but he CANNOT ERASE the image of you having another women’s head buried between your legs as he watches. (He hasn’t told you this, yet). 
However, no men. He’s the only man that can pleasure your body. 
Wake Daisuke up by placing your soaked pussy on his stomach. When he’s awakened by you rubbing your pussy across his abs, he cannot help but grab onto your hips and increase the friction. 
“Baby, you could have woken me up with a good morning. Now I see you’re only using me to cum. Here I thought you were a little angel, princess.” 
“Yes, DADDY.”
Opposite of “Yes, daddy...  but PASSIONATE LOVER 
C.O.C.K.W.A.R.M.I.N.G. 
You feel complete once Daisuke finally buries himself inside of your pussy. He refuses to move as you’re locking lips muttering how much you’re in love with each other. 
“Daisuke, please move.” 
“Not yet, baby. Let me stay inside of you.” 
Expect MORNING SEX. The morning is the perfect time to slowly fuck your tight pussy because he’s hard and warm. 
Daisuke’s favorite sex position is a classic: MISSIONARY. 
According to Daisuke, missionary is a perfect position to look into your eyes, kiss your lips, suck on your neck, and watch his cock disappear into your pussy. (It’s the best). 
SEX in the WATER
In the hot tub, Daisuke gently pulls your breasts out from your small bathing suit to suck on your nipples as you ride his cock. Chasing your orgasm, the sound of water splashing sounding like waves of the ocean.
Remember how obsessed Daisuke is with your hair? Well, he loves pounding into your pussy from behind to watch your hair drape down your back moving with every thrust. 
I almost forgot, if Daisuke is fucking you from behind and you have back dimples, he buries his thumbs into them and forces your ass back on his cock. 
LOVES OBSESSED with SEX TOYS. 
Buys a new one each week. 
Surprise... Daisuke presses a vibrator to your sensitive clit as he’s pounding inside of you. 
Eases a diamond butt plug into your ass. 
Daisuke will cum anywhere. Inside of your body - on your body - who knows? 
Mostly spills him load onto your stomach or ass. 
If Daisuke cums inside your pussy, he gathers the load with his fingers and brings them up to your lips. 
“Open wide, baby.” 
“I know you love the taste of our cum together.” 
The aftercare is S.T.U.N.N.I.N.G. 
Following an intense love-making session, Daisuke draws a bath for the two of you. You’ll lay between his legs as he messages and cleans your body. 
“You can still walk, right, love?” 
Honestly, I don’t think you can. 
THANK YOU FOR READING - BEFORE YOU LEAVE... 
I wish to apologize for my lack of posts. I try to create a requested headcanon two times a week, but it seemed impossible this week. As many of you know, I am a senior in college. This week has been hectic in regard to my major. 
Thank you for your patience.  ♡ 
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3smo · 2 years
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daisuke kambe !
warning: dom reader. gender neutral. gender isn't specific but daisuke is riding you. riding ofc. daisuke has sensitive nipples. not much went down here.
✿ disclaimer — I only write for characters 18+. if you don't like my content, please block me.
daisuke sighs as he finally gets to sink down on your cock. his legs tremble and his grip on your hand tightens once you're fully sheathed inside him. "f-fuck... yes..."
"you're so beautiful." daisuke hums in a breathy manner. one hand intertwined with his own, and the other placed on his hips guiding him up and down your hard cock.
daisuke fixes his position, hands now placed on your stomach and his knees right beside your waist.
his head falls forward, back arching when he picks himself up with shaky legs. the rim tightens around you once he reached the tip before dropping his hips down.
you groan at the pornographic sight, rubbing his thighs, kneading at the flesh. "there you go. just like that, sukie."
daisuke picks up the pace, slamming himself down on your length until smacking is heard throughout the room.
his heavy breathing quickly turns into a gurgling mess, lightly scratching his stomach to control himself, his perky nipple catching your eye everytime he lifts his shirt up.
his own cock hitting your stomach as he bounces on you, leaking all over you.
he slows down, catching his breath, walls clenching around you.
"can you still go on?" daisuke ignores you, his legs giving out once again as he tries to pick himself up and slamming back down on you.
daisuke shuts his eyes in embarrassment. he barely even started and he can't even finish it. "help me..."
"with what?" you teased him watching his open his mouth reluctantly - "...please move."
you smile at his flushed expression, his shoulders shaking pathetically, lust clouding your eyes. your hands slid under his thighs, picking him up slightly as you fixed your posture, your hips pushing up into his quivering body.
he's very much aware of the fact that you keep brushing past his prostate.
daisuke falls forward. he holds onto the headboard to hold himself up, whimpers spilling from his mouth.
"s...slow down, wait!" daisuke gasps in shock as your mouth wraps around his pink bud, biting down on his nipple. daisuke places a hand on your head, trying to push you away, squeaking loudly. "not there!"
"why not?" you question him, pulling away. your thrusts are slow, and teasing and he tries to muffle his whimpers behind tightly closed lips.
"b-because..." you wait for him, when he doesn't say anything else, you place your hand on his lower back, forcing him to ride you once again. daisuke cries out loud, shaking his head. "m'sensitive, sensitive!!"
this time you hit his prostate dead on. daisuke freezes, body going stiff as he leaks more pre-cum all over you. his fingers pulling on your hair, you don't mind the pain, hitting his prostate once again, this time burying him to the hilt.
daisuke shakes in your hold, he waits for you to move again, but you don't. you chuckle at his panicked expression.
"come on, baby, since you like to tell me what to do- you're doing the work."
...
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megumisgirl · 11 months
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making out with them as the kiss gets more rough, more fast. tugging and pulling each other more and more even though there is barely any space left. panting in each other's mouth, as you grind on their kness, your movements getting ragged and unsteady as his hands grip your waist tightly.
"stay still other wise we might have a problem."
— 𖦹. megumi, eren, gojo, jean, daisuke, geto, kageyama (i can also see a few book boyfriends doing it... maybe cardan, dante russo?? )
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sweethearts777 · 2 years
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Alright sooooo here’s my first smutty fic… It’s just down horrendous Drabbles of mine! Constructive criticism is welcome!
Minors don’t interact! All characters are aged up here! 18+ Content/Smut
Currently you where sitting there on the bed soft skin wrapped in the new silk robe he bought for you. Arm draped over your eyes and hand floating over the milky skin of your exposed thigh. The king sized bed feeling emptier than ever without him next to you. Your mind clouded with endless replays of long heated nights and endless ecstasy. You closed your eyes,lashes gently meeting your under eye, and somehow you could feel his fingers smooth over your supple hips. With an insatiable hunger your mind continued this false sensual touch,the pads of his fingers caressing your inner thighs and massaging the soft skin, hands trailing higher and higher until it stopped right above the cause of your heat. In a frenzy your eyes opened and your mind filled with desire, looking down at yourself you saw the growing pool of slick that only encouraged your pursuit.
Leaving the large bed behind you make your way to the bathroom, with a twist on the bronze doorknob you behold the sight of your dearest. He’s sitting comfortably in the tub, head thrown back and steamy water engulfing his lower body. When he hears you enter his eyes open half way and his irises fixate on your figure. If he hadn’t known you this long he would’ve questioned your entrance, or the dark color of your lovely eyes, but no. His baby had a habit of uncontrollable want, and he was more than aware. His suspicions where clarified as he saw you losen the tie on your robe and leave it on the marble floor, your pretty embroidered lingerie exposing itself. Taking a few steps forward you stopped in front of him and began the slow disappearance of the pretty articles. All his pleasure from the aft making him more impatient by the moment but with a small bite to his lip he remained focused on your moving naked figure. Stepping into the spacious tub you love closer to his relaxed frame, with a smirk he coos,”Such a needy baby… Couldn’t wait until I finished?” He doesn’t need a reply, your lips capture his and in seconds your feeling around his lovely mouth. He holds back on the moans but let’s out a small groan to encourage your actions. He usually is the one taking the initiative in these manners, bending you as he pleases and making you scream his name,but his pride can always be put to the side when you make him feel this pleasurable. His hands begin to wander, just as before only these were what your craved the most. From your soft hips to your lovely soft thighs to right above your pussy. He knew better than to waste moments like these away, these where to savor. When you felt more impatient you continued your route to his neck finding his special spot almost at once. His pride taking stabbing as he lets the pleasurable moans fall from those precious lips of his. You took this a fuel and made your mark on his alabaster skin. When you felt satisfied you went back to his lips and started playing with his dick, his pride left forgotten as he began to rut his hips against your nimble hands his own finding its home in your hole, almost catching you off gaud as he started pumping his fingers. With the pleasure you where both feeling you left a final stroke on his member before aligning yourself and clamping down on him. The stretch brought the needed pain and a minuscule moan left your bruised lips, moving from his mouth to his neck you began your movements on his cock never ceasing to bring a moan from his lips. Your teeth biting into his neck as you bounced your previous longing away, his hands found place on your hips. The steamy water began splashing around the 2 of you as you continued your movements going faster as you felt that familiar knot in your abdomen. Your movements increased in speed and detaching from his neck with a breathy voice you sputtered,”Close so close..” you looked down and his head was on the edge of the tub and a bit of drool was falling from his lips, yet his eyes stayed on you and with a nod he shakingly praised,”Y-yeah me too- AH- oh fuck oh princess you’re doing great” your hips moving faster at the incoherent praises that left his lips, looking down under the water you could see the loose strings of your combined juices stretching when your hips went up, the filthy scene making the knot tighter and with a final few bounces he came with a cry of praises and you followed suit. Meeting his bruised lips in a final connection you slipped of his cock and began to drain the cum filled water. You stepped out of the tub and wrapped a fuffy towel around yourself. He didn’t dare ask where you where going, with the dirty thoughts of what awaited him in the bedroom he felt new heat welcome his cock back to life as he too followed you, knowing you weren’t near done.
•Karma Akabane (Timeskip!)
•Kokonoi Hajime(Timeskip!)
•Daisuke Kambe
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leeprtt · 4 months
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Summary: Daisuke Kambe, a reserved and wealthy detective, finds himself drawn to Y/N, a spirited woman enamored with the world of street racing. Their paths cross unexpectedly at a racing event, leading to a series of encounters marked by unspoken connections and shared moments.
WC: 3k
It was a chilly night, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and excitement. I had been observing Y/N's race when a sudden turn of events led to our first interaction. Her car came to an abrupt stop beside me, the roar of the engines dying down as she removed her helmet, revealing her long brown hair and striking green eyes.
"Detective Kambe," she spoke, her voice calm yet tinged with an edge of curiosity. "What brings you to our little racing world?"
Her gaze bore into mine, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Her beauty was undeniable – long brown locks framing her face, bangs falling gracefully over her forehead, and captivating green eyes that held a story untold.
Caught off guard by her directness, I collected myself. "I'm merely an enthusiast of fast cars and the allure of the night," I replied, my tone calculated yet genuine.
She offered a coy smile, a subtle hint of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Enthusiast or detective, which one is it, Detective Kambe?" Her words, laced with a touch of challenge, hinted at her awareness of my dual identity.
For a brief moment, our eyes met, and in that fleeting exchange, I felt a connection – an unspoken understanding that transcended the roles we found ourselves in.
As she put her helmet back on, readying herself for another race, I couldn't help but be captivated by her demeanor, her allure, and the mystery that surrounded her.
Little did I know, that brief encounter would mark the beginning of a journey, a slow unraveling of our intertwined fates, where lines between duty and affection would blur, and a forbidden connection would blossom in the midst of secrets and speed.
Haru Kato, my steadfast friend and colleague, invited me for a night out, hoping to lighten my spirits amidst the weight of my undercover investigations. As we sat in the bustling bar, my attention inadvertently drifted to the far corner where she was - Y/N, surrounded by her group of friends, laughter and energy radiating from their table.
"Daisuke, you seem distracted tonight," Kato remarked, noticing my gaze fixated across the room.
I hesitated, torn between the complexities of my emotions and the professional facade I was accustomed to. "It's nothing, Kato. Just caught up in my thoughts."
He followed my line of sight and, recognizing the subject of my distraction, a mischievous glint danced in his eyes. "Ah, I see. It's the street racer, isn't it?"
Caught off guard by his astuteness, I attempted to dismiss it. "There's no connection, Kato. It's part of my investigation."
Kato chuckled knowingly. "Investigation or not, you're smitten, my friend. Why not go over there and talk to her? Life's too short to miss chances."
His words lingered, stirring a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts within me. Reluctance intertwined with curiosity, and before I could ponder further, Kato nudged me in the direction of Y/N's table.
"You're Detective Kambe, remember?" he encouraged. "Confidence is your forte."
With a mixture of trepidation and resolve, I approached her table. As I drew nearer, her eyes met mine, an unspoken recognition sparking between us.
"Mind if I join you?" I spoke, attempting to mask the flutter of nerves beneath my composed facade.
Her friends exchanged glances, amused by the unexpected intrusion, yet Y/N's gaze held a hint of curiosity tinged with a touch of familiarity.
"Sure, take a seat," she replied, a subtle hint of intrigue woven in her words.
In that moment, amidst the clinks of glasses and distant chatter, our worlds collided - a detective and a street racer, their paths intertwining in an unexpected encounter that would set the stage for a journey fraught with complexities, desire, and a magnetic pull neither could deny.
The next day dawned with an air of restlessness lingering around Daisuke Kambe. Despite his day off from work, thoughts of Y/N occupied every corner of his mind, stubbornly refusing to fade. Determined to break free from the grip of her presence, he embarked on a series of distractions.
He attempted to bury himself in routine tasks, hoping to drown out the echo of her laughter and the memory of their brief encounter. Cleaning became his refuge, the meticulous arrangement of his lavish home a mere attempt to impose order upon the chaos swirling within him.
Every surface gleamed under his careful touch, yet the tranquility that usually accompanied such meticulousness eluded him today. As he meticulously arranged his belongings, his thoughts kept drifting back to her - her laughter, her eyes, and the inexplicable pull she seemed to have on him.
With each task completed, he found himself standing in the stillness of his impeccably arranged home, the silence echoing the turmoil of his thoughts. The memory of her smile lingered, disrupting the carefully constructed walls around his heart.
The day unfolded into a string of failed distractions, each attempt to occupy his mind proving futile. Y/N's presence lingered in the spaces between his thoughts, her essence seeping into the very fabric of his being.
Despite his efforts to distance himself, he couldn't deny the magnetism that drew him to her, a force stronger than reason, stronger than duty. She had ignited a spark within him, one that refused to be extinguished, setting ablaze a yearning he struggled to comprehend.
As the day waned and the sun dipped beneath the horizon, Daisuke Kambe found himself standing by the window, gazing into the fading light, a silent admission resonating within him - he couldn't escape the allure of Y/N, nor could he resist the pull that urged him to seek her out once more.
Y/N could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she prepared for the night's race. The stakes were high; important people had put their bets on her, and failure wasn't an option. With each passing second, the anticipation and pressure grew.
As the starting signal pierced the air, she surged ahead, navigating the city streets with the precision of a seasoned racer. The familiar rush of speed coursed through her, but amidst the exhilaration, thoughts of Daisuke Kambe infiltrated her mind, a distraction she hadn't anticipated.
Her focus wavered as memories of their brief encounter swirled within her, causing her to miss a crucial turn. Panic surged through her, realizing her mistake, but it was too late. Her error cost her the lead, effectively taking her out of the race.
The screeching halt of her car marked the end of her hopes for victory, but she remained undeterred. Stepping out of the vehicle, she faced the consequences of her misstep. The air was thick with tension as demands for the return of bets grew more aggressive, the weight of impending trouble pressing down upon her.
Just as the situation seemed dire and the crowd closed in around her, a familiar presence intervened. Through the chaos, Daisuke emerged, a beacon of calm amidst the storm.
"Is there a problem here?" his voice resonated with authority, cutting through the tension.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, relief flooding through her. She found herself at a loss for words as Daisuke, with his unwavering presence, shielded her from the encroaching trouble.
With an air of effortless authority, he diffused the escalating situation, his mere presence commanding respect. The demands for money quieted down, and a sense of calm settled over the chaotic scene.
In that moment, amidst the chaos and the flickering city lights, Y/N couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude and an unfamiliar warmth toward Daisuke, a realization that his presence seemed to bring a sense of safety and reassurance she hadn't known she needed.
As Daisuke drove Y/N home that night, a sense of quiet understanding settled between them. The night enveloped them in a calming silence, broken only by the faint hum of the car's engine and the soft notes of music playing in the background.
"Thank you for the ride, Daisuke," Y/N spoke softly as they approached her house.
"It was my pleasure," he replied, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer before she stepped out of the car.
Before she disappeared into her house, he spoke up, "I'll be at your next race."
A hint of surprise flashed across her face, but a smile curved at the corner of her lips. "I'll hold you to that promise, Detective Kambe."
With a nod and a subtle smile, she disappeared into her home, leaving Daisuke to watch her until she was safely inside.
As he made his way back to his own residence, thoughts of their brief conversation lingered in his mind. Once inside, he noticed a piece of paper on the dashboard, a hastily scribbled number – her number.
A smile crept onto his face as he realized she'd left it for him. Without hesitation, he picked up his phone and sent her a text, a simple message confirming their encounter at the next race.
In the following days, Daisuke found himself increasingly drawn to Y/N's world of speed and thrill. While his days were consumed with work, whenever he had a chance, he couldn't resist watching her races. Her unparalleled skill and finesse on the tracks captivated him, each victory leaving him in a state of silent awe.
Her eyes, illuminated with determination and passion as she crossed the finish line, held a certain allure that enticed him. It was in those moments, amidst the rush of victory, that Daisuke witnessed a glimmer of her true spirit, and it left him enchanted.
Despite the bustling energy of the racing scene, it was Y/N's post-race interactions with him that made his heart skip a beat. The way she spoke to him, her eyes reflecting a warmth that seemed reserved for him alone, had a way of lighting up his world.
Their conversations, brief yet meaningful, held a charm of their own. The camaraderie that began to blossom between them, built upon mutual respect and shared moments, left Daisuke feeling an unfamiliar sense of happiness.
He found himself eagerly anticipating their encounters, cherishing the moments when they could steal a few words amidst the chaos of the races. Her presence had become a source of solace in the whirlwind of his daily life, and the connection they shared held a promise of something more profound than he had ever anticipated.
As the days passed, Daisuke couldn't deny the impact Y/N had on him. Her passion, her unwavering spirit, and the way she effortlessly brought joy into his life began to unravel the walls around his heart, slowly weaving her way into the very fabric of his thoughts.
The pulsating energy of the racing scene subsided as Y/N stepped off the track, her expression a mix of exhilaration and fatigue. Amidst the scattered cheers and congratulatory remarks, she spotted Daisuke observing from a distance.
Their eyes met, a silent understanding passing between them. As she approached him, a tired yet content smile graced her lips.
"Detective Kambe, fancy seeing you here again," she greeted, her tone playful yet tinged with a genuine warmth reserved for their interactions.
"Your performance was exceptional, as always," he complimented, a note of admiration laced in his words.
She chuckled softly. "Thank you. It's the thrill of the chase that keeps me going."
Their conversations flowed effortlessly, a comfortable ease settling between them. Amidst the chatter about the night's race and the rush of emotions, they shared anecdotes and glimpses of their contrasting lives.
Daisuke found himself opening up more than usual, sharing snippets of his meticulously controlled life, while Y/N offered insights into the chaotic yet invigorating world of street racing.
Their exchanges held a certain magnetism, an unspoken understanding that transcended their different worlds. Each conversation seemed to draw them closer, weaving threads of familiarity and companionship.
As they parted ways, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in their connection, a sentiment mirrored in the subtle smile that lingered on Daisuke's face.
Their post-race conversations had become a cherished ritual, a sanctuary amidst the bustling chaos of their individual lives, a space where their worlds intersected, if only for a brief moment.
That night as Daisuke returned home he felt a buzz in his pocket picking it up to find a message from y/n. “Can we meet at the park Wednesday?”. He immediately replied “ yes of course.” On the outside he look calm but inside he was frightened for how the night is going to go.
The city lights blurred into a gentle glow as Y/N and Daisuke strolled through the park. The tranquility of the night enveloped them, the air laced with a serene calmness.
As they approached a secluded bench, Y/N couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves mingled with excitement. She took a deep breath, gathering her courage as they settled down, gazing up at the twinkling stars.
"Detective Kambe," she began, her voice soft, yet tinged with a hint of uncertainty.
He turned to her, his gaze attentive and inviting.
"There's something I've been wanting to tell you," Y/N continued, her eyes meeting his with a mix of hesitation and sincerity. "It's about how I feel."
Daisuke's expression remained composed, yet his eyes held a curious anticipation.
"You've become such an important part of my life," she confessed, her voice steady but filled with emotion. "Your presence brings me a sense of comfort and happiness I've never known before."
She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing, "I... I think I've developed feelings for you, Detective Kambe."
Silence lingered between them, the weight of her words hanging in the air. Y/N waited with bated breath, uncertain of his reaction.
Daisuke, ever composed, held her gaze with a thoughtful expression, his eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions. His response was measured yet genuine.
"Y/N, your presence in my life has been... unexpected yet profound," he admitted, his tone carrying a hint of vulnerability. "You've brought a sense of joy and understanding that I've come to cherish."
A serene silence settled between them, the twinkling stars overhead providing a gentle backdrop to the vulnerable moment they shared.
Their unspoken feelings hung in the air, a silent understanding passing between them, each aware of the uncharted territory their hearts had entered.
The tranquility of the night enveloped them, the air filled with a sense of vulnerability and anticipation. Y/N's heart raced, unsure of how Daisuke would respond to her confession.
"You've given me a perspective I never knew existed," Daisuke continued, his voice carrying a rare sincerity. "Your passion, your dedication – they've left an indelible mark on me."
He turned his gaze to the star-filled sky, as if searching for the right words amidst the constellations. "Y/N, I believe what we share is... special. Your presence has become an integral part of my life."
A subtle smile graced Y/N's lips, relief and contentment washing over her. The weight of unspoken emotions had found a voice, weaving a connection between them stronger than mere words could convey.
Their eyes met again, a silent understanding passing between them. In the soft glow of the night, under the canopy of stars, a fragile yet beautiful bond had blossomed, built upon shared moments and unspoken emotions.
As they sat in companionable silence, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the gentle rustle of leaves and the quiet symphony of their hearts beating in unison.
Their conversations flowed effortlessly, weaving tales of triumphs and tribulations, laying bare the intricacies of their lives. As they walked, the park transformed into a sanctuary where time seemed to stand still, enveloping them in a cocoon of shared moments.
With each step, the distance between them diminished, replaced by an unspoken understanding and a burgeoning connection. Y/N found herself drawn to the enigmatic yet compassionate nature of Daisuke, while he discovered a sense of liberation in her spirited presence.
As they paused by a secluded spot, the quietude of the night enveloped them, their gazes lingering in a shared moment of unspoken emotions. It was amidst the serenity of that night, beneath the star-studded sky, that they realized their hearts had found solace in each other's company.
The gentle breeze carried an unspoken promise, whispering secrets of a future yet to unfold. It was in that moment that they silently acknowledged the depth of their feelings, a silent vow to explore the uncharted territories of their budding relationship.
With a shared smile that spoke volumes, they knew that this moment, amidst the tranquil park and the quietude of the night, would forever remain etched in their hearts.
As they bid each other goodnight, a silent understanding lingered between them, carrying the promise of a new beginning. The park, once a simple backdrop, had now become a witness to the tender beginnings of a love story that transcended boundaries.
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nikonyash · 8 months
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Smut & fluff ft. Yuta Okkotsu
A/n: Been MIA and just find the strength to write again. Was thinking to write about Daisuke Kambe but oh well... Anw I find sexual intercourse with your ex is quite exciting. Of course that applies when both parties are not dating anyone, yet.
You and Yuta were over. "I can't do this anymore," your words whispered, like a soft gust of wind, before you ended the call months ago. That was meant to be the closing scene. Or, that's what it is supposed to be.
But right now, you're under him.
You can feel his hot breath on your neck, trailing kisses. Biting your lower lip, you try not let a sound slip when his length touching your spot while he's thrusting vigorously.
You don't remembet how it happened. A moment ago, you're at his door to give back his shirts you borrowed. Then, he invited you for closure. But, before long, you are in his bed.
"Let me hear your voice," he kisses you on the cheek and his fingers playing with your nips. Your body is heating up at his gentle voice and before long, soft moaning in pleasure filled the room. The stimulation makes you unable to control yourself. You put your palm on his cheek and searching for his eyes.
He softly gaze at you.
He devours your lips and slips his tongue into your mouth. You could taste the shared breath and his heartbeat as his body pressed in yours. Yuta feels your fingers going throuhh his hair and gently smiles.
His warmth makes your blood rush. You push yourself towards his length as you feel a knot in your stomach. "Yuta, I-I'm-"
"Cum for me baby," he fastens his pace. Yuta grunts to your wall clenching tight around him. His half-lidded eyes giving you the clue that he's close. With a choked voice and your legs gripping his waist, you reach your peak and feel his warm load inside you.
This is wrong, you think to yourself. But the pleasure just felt right. With his head on your chest, Yuta's catching his breath.
"I miss you," you hear him talk between pantings. "Please give one more chance to us," he leans to kiss your cheek.
The face of a guy you've been talking to pops up. "Forget him. I know we still can work it out." Is he a mind reader now? You giggle while Yuta's eyebrows are drawn together in confusion.
You miss him, too. He might never know how you cried for weeks after you hung up on him or how you deliberately come into places he likes and hope to "accidentally" bump into him. Or even when you're unable to sleep when thinking about his whereabouts, or he's still alive or not.
You never really forget him.
"I promise I will never do anything harmful again," he caresses your hair and suprises when you chuckle. "As if!" His daily job requires him to play with death and you know it very well. "Then, what should I do?" Sadness creeps into his words.
He deeply stares at you, leaving you admiring a pair of gentle eyes you've been longing to see. A touch of warmth sparks in your heart and spread to your whole body.
"Just promise me you will always come home in one complete piece, alive." Surprised, Yuta's expression lights up. "And never lie to me. Don't leave me for days without telling again," Yuta feels your lips pressed against his and see your cheeks turning red.
Smilling, he engulf you in a hug. Softly whisper the words you're eager to hear.
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mackjlee9 · 2 years
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What I Want To Write [Author's Ideas]
Well, this are basically some ideas I've had for quite a while, but some of them don't really have a plot, still, feel free to tell me which one you'll like for me to write and I'll do it, or if you have an idea for the plot, I'll really appreciate it :]
Kibutsuji Muzan x Top!Male!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)
basically, some smut when he's dressed like a woman.
Fushiguro Megumi x Top!Male!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)
(m/n)'s the actual reason why he complained about itadori's room being next to his
(Arknights) Silver Ash x Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime] (PUBLISHED)
(i just wanna write about this man because i'm obsessed with him, like... deadass obsessed)
Eren Jaeger x Top!Male!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)
Ryoumen Sukuna x Curse!Humanized!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)
(m/n) was a very known curse among the rest, including sorcerers/shamans, the main reason? he was the only that could win against sukuna, making him the strongest curse, but he was against all of the "evil", and he made himself clear when he showed up in front of gojou satoru
Yoigoshi Tasuya x Male!Reader [?] (PUBLISHED)
i just wanted to say that i fell in love with negative filture kageyama, and if you don't know him, there's a pic above :] (he's also voiced by uchida yuuma who voiced ash lynx and uenoyama ritsuka)
Kannonzaka Doppo x Top!Male!Reader [Fluff] (PUBLISHED)
Originally had smut too, but I'll make a part 2 of this one, because Doppo is simply too perfect :3
Kise Ryota x Idol!Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime]
Not a smut like it originally wanted, but there could be a part 2.
Hashibira Inousuke x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
crossdressing/cosplaying...
Femboy!Bakugou Katsuki x Male!Reader [Fluff]
Sakusa Kyoomi x Male!Reader
Crazy Possessive song fic
Nozel Silva x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
cosplay/crossdressing
Zora Ideale x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
power bottom!zora x masochist sub!male!reader
Licht x Human!Male!Reader [?]
maybe a smut before he met tetia and the wizard king
Asta x Male!Reader [Fluff]
maybe some fluff in front of the girls that like asta, and they see how flustered he gets around you (he proclaims to like sister lily, but ever since he met you, his mind hadn't even been noticed his lack of thoughts about her, instead he thought of you two together as he imagined reaching to be the wizard king) you've noticed noelle's and mimosa's behavior with Asta, so you knew about her feelings, and what better way to let her (Noelle) know... that Asta was his not her's
Finral Roulacase x Male!Reader [Fluff]
probably something about his training to stop seducing woman, you decided to help him since he asked you and you gave him some scolding or "advice", when he started to realize that he felt really nervous close to you and he suddenly wanted you to notice him or to compliment you
Nakajima Atsushi x Port!Mafia!Seme!Male!Reader [Smut]
Akutagawa Ryuunosuke x Male!Reader [?]
William Vangeance x BlackBulls!MaleReader [Fluff]
some like, your magic allows you to make come true whatever you want, so when you met William he was intrigued by your magic, and after some time you got close, and then he asked you if you could make him look... normal, like, he doesn't hate his birth mark, but he sometimes wonders how he would look without it, and hesitantly you did 
Gojo Satoru x Femboy!Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
Yuri Plisetsky x BadBoy!FigureSkater!Top!Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime]
Ayato Yuri x Short!Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
Yamada Ichiro x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
Dazai Osamu x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
Kambe Daisuke x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
Beta!Levi Ackerman x Alpha!Male!Reader [Smut]
modern au
Alpha!Kamado Tanjiro x Alpha!Top!Male!Reader [Lime]
modern au
PowerBottom!Akashi Seijuro x Soft!Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
Kagami Taiga x Short!Top!Male!Reader [Fluff]
Midorima Shintaro x Perverted!Male!Reader [Lime]
Kuroko Tetsuya x BadBoy!Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime]
Kato Haru x Male!Reader [Fluff]
just Haru having a day off
Jean Kirstein x Top!Male!Reader [Lime]
just something steamy when (m/n) had enough of jean trying to impress mikasa, so he showed him who he belongs to
Levi Ackerman x Male!Reader x Eren Jeager [Angst&Fluff]
fuyu no hanashi songfic (levi; yuki. eren; uenoyama)
Kim Dokja x Male!Reader x Yoo Joonghuyk [?]
(has anyone read the manhwa 'omniscent reader's viewpoint'? it's so good)
Ainosuke Shindo (Adam) x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]
i wanna make this one as hardcore and explicit as i possibly can, including such things as; bondage, overstimulation, toys usage, degradation, sounding, dumbification, and possibly two rounds with powerbottom adam and then sort of like a revenge or pay-back fuck... how does that sound? (if there's something else that you would like me to add, let me know :p)
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silver-heller · 1 year
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Huh, there's a note on this computer...
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See Carrd for more info.
Call me havoc. (5'0" and in 20s). From top left to right: Regular form (#havoc🎭), demon form (#baggiezombie🔩), Katamari form (#havocboo👻), music form (#dododo🎧), villain form (#wherethethornsaintfake🌹), and, finally, my Night Vale S/I Worden (#isee👁️).
I'm 21 and this is an 18+ blog.
Selfshipping and D.I.D blog (@kittenandmuse)
I'm new to this whole thing so be nice to me, please.
Idc if you have the same F/Os as mine.
Will not be posting smut.
Any adult x minor shippers will be punted into the sun.
Their Verse
My Fanfic Writing
Havoc's Phone
F/Os below
Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)
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S/I Version: Demon
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 26 Height: 7'0"
Orientation: Asexual demiromantic Met: When asked if I could pet his head as part of a deal.
An overlord in Hell, known as the radio demon. Known for making deals with others and toppling overlords.
Daisuke Kambe (The Millionaire Detective: Balance Unlimited)
@daisukebriefcollector
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S/I Version: Normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 26 Height: 5'6"
Orientation: Demisexual Homosexual homoromantic Met: Almost being thrown off a bridge.
Member of the Modern Crime Prevention Task Force and uses modern and questionable means to solve his cases. Often getting into trouble and having to calculate his way out of it.
Izaya Orihara (Durarara)
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S/I Version: Normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/she/they Age: 24 Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Asexual demiromantic biromantic Met: Was recommended to him for information.
The mysterious info broker of Ikebukuro, known for pulling the strings and acting as "God". Is more himself online and struggles to have any friends.
Percival de Rolo (Vox Machina)
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S/I Version: Monster/normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 23 Height: 6'0"
Orientation: Asexual biromantic Met: Brought into the party when my village was destroyed. Water mage.
The brains of Vox Machina (sometimes). With a royal title at his back, he is doing his best to move on and make the life he wants for himself. A bit of a nerd and a clumsy dork.
Celty Sturluson (Durarara)
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S/I Version: Normal/monster
Type: Platonic (older sister) Pronouns: She/her Age: Mentally in her late 20s Height: 5'8"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Saved by goons.
Celty, also known as the black rider, is a mysterious urban legend that rides the streets of Ikebukuro. Is truthfully a Dullahan who came to this city in the search for her head.
Jinx (Arcane)
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S/I Version: Normal/villain
Type: Platonic (close friends/sisters) Pronouns: She/her Age: 19 Height: 5'4"
Orientation: Asexual biromantic Met: Found abandoned on the street.
Sister of Vi. Adopted by Silco later in life and works with his goons. Known for causing chaos wherever she goes.
Alucard (Castlevania)
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S/I Version: Monster
Type: Queerplatonic Pronouns: He/they Age: 20 Height: 5'11"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Wondered onto his castle one day.
Son of Dracula, and lives in his old castle. Not known for being very friendly to strangers, and a bit paranoid.
Kaoru Sakurayashiki Aka Cherry (SK8)
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S/I Version: Normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/they Age: 26 Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Taught some skating moves when saw him attempting it in the park.
One of the members of an underground skateboarding rink. Is a calligrapher as his full time career, and keeps his other identity as "Cherry" under wraps.
Chane Laforet (Baccano)
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S/I Version: Normal/villain
Type: Romantic Pronouns: She/her Age: 20 Height: 5'8"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Saved when almost fell off a train.
A secret agency who had her voice removed so she could no longer tell any secrets. Extremely cautious and perspective.
Rachel (Baccano)
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S/I Version: Normal/villain
Type: Romantic Pronouns: They/them Age: 20 Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Found hiding at a train station after almost fell.
An undercover spy working to clear her father's name. Tries to stay out of the spotlight but sees it all.
Westley Vuk (Wyldeflowers)
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S/I Version: Normal/monster
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 25 Height: 6'0"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Met when accidentally fell into the other world.
The owner of a bookshop in a magical world. Secretly a werewolf, and fighting to accept himself.
(SPOILERS!!!) Miles Upshur (Outlast)
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S/I Version: Normal/monster
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 24 Height: 6'1"
Orientation: Homosexual homoromantic Met: Met at the old outskirts of the asylum.
A journalist who went into Mount Massive Asylum after hearing about their unethical practices in an email from one of the employees. He never came out and is now the Walrider.
Viktor (Arcane)
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S/I Version: Normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 25 Height: 5'10"
Orientation: Asexual biromantic Met: Met on the bridge when Viktor was brainstorming.
Viktor is a scientist working to make magic work with science. Helped create a new energy source for the world but rarely got any credit.
Sypha Belnades (Castlevania)
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S/I Version: Monster
Type: Romantic Pronouns: She/her Age: 24 Height: 5'8"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Saved from a Hell beast.
The mage of the group. Uses her magic to fight the monsters of Dracula and other vampires.
Damien Bloodmarch (Dream Daddy)
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S/I Version: Normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 25 Height: 6'1"
Orientation: Asexual biromantic Met: At a local coffee shop they both frequent.
A gothic dad just trying to make his way in the world. Secretly a bit more soft than he lets on. Known for being quite poetic.
Senpai (Friday Night Funkin')
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S/I Version: Music/monster
Type: Queerplatonic Pronouns: He/him Age: 18 Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Was working at the same coffee shop where Damien frequents.
A senior college student whose quite popular in his class. However, this has caused him to be a little spoiled, and he can get very ill-tempered when
Spirit (Friday Night Funkin')
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S/I Version: Music/monster
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: Adult being Height: ???
Orientation: Pansexual biromantic Met: Through Senpai.
The spirit haunting Senpai. Wants to steal the bodies of others to be freed.
Yuuki Anzai (Devils' Line)
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S/I Version: Normal
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 21 Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Asexual biromantic Met: Being saved from a devil one late night.
A devil in the F squad, working on devil related crimes and dangerous. Unsure if there can ever be peace between devils and humans, but wants there to be.
Man In The Walls (Red Haze)
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S/I Version: Villain
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: Adult Height: Unknown
Orientation: Asexual omniromantic Met: When stayed in that apartment building and heard him in the walls, guiding her out.
A mysterious voice behind the walls of the apartment building, occasionally giving keys and other assistance. Has never been seen before, only heard.
Building 9 (Tales From Off-Peak City Vol 1.)
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S/I Version: Normal/monster
Type: Platonic Pronouns: It/its Age: Adult Height: Unknown
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: When delivering pizza with @mrslitmus.
A sad building that just wants a little pizza to cheer it up.
Carnival Attendant (Smile For Me)
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S/I Version: Normal/Worden
Type: Queerplatonic Pronouns: He/it Age: Adult Height: Unknown
Orientation: Bisexual biromantic Met: Attending a strange carnival with Kevin.
A carnival attendant that encourages people not to be afraid of their smiles. Always trying to cheer humans up.
Kevin (Welcome To Desert Bluffs)
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S/I Version: Worden
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/they Age: 20s or 30s Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Homosexual biromantic Met: Broke into his studio while being chased down by StrexCorp. He stopped them, invited Worden in as an honored guest, and let him take a nap on his lap to calm him down.
The host of a radio show covering the strange activity in Desert Bluffs, though wants to take over Night Vale as well. Known for being overly positive and encouraging others to smile wider.
Steve (Calico)
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S/I Version: Music
Type: Romantic Pronouns: He/him Age: 20s Height: 5'9"
Orientation: Homosexual biromantic Met: While helping Steve with his potions and magic.
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tydur · 3 years
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pairing; daisuke kambe x fem!reader
warnings; nsfw ft. mean dom!daisuke, daddy!! kink, degradation, dumbification, humiliation, exhibition (?? they’re in his living room idk), mentions of reader being small
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you were needy; always needy for him.
you craved how his fat cock felt when he fucked you stupid, the way he looked down at you with disinterest — degrading you down until you felt as if you were just a dumb little girl. you especially loved when he fucked your cunt in places where any one of his maids- family members- could just walk in, and see how utterly pathetic you get for your daddy.
you were craving him once again— craving to be fucked until tears were streaming down your face all the while he did nothing but look completely bored with you.
he knew your ambitions the moment you walked into the living room with that cute little pout of yours, wearing nothing but his dress shirt and the cutest little pair of lacy panties you could find within your massive closet. he was already preparing himself for the inevitable, ‘daddy, can i please have your cock?’ — so when it came, all he did was scoff.
“such a dumb little baby, always getting fucked stupid on my cock.”
he could see your how your precious little nub throbs at the mean words he threw at you as you slid yourself down onto his fat cock, tears already pricking at your eyes like the pathetic baby you were.
“you really are a whore, hm? all youre ever asking for is my cock. it’s pathetic. i don’t even know why i even bother messing with the sloppy cunt of yours,” his words sting. yet you really cant help the way your tiny cunt gushes at his attacks.
you bounce on his cock with all your tiny body can muster, your cute tits bouncing as you work your way towards the bliss you had been craving all day.
you know it’s not enough for him.
he looks at you with a bored expression, face blank as he puffs out a smoke from his cigar and even after the years you’ve been together you really can’t tell what he’s thinking right now; besides the harsh words he’s about to throw at you. “is that all you got, little whore?”
and all you can do is cream and babble out how amazing daddy’s cock feels fucking your tiny hole.
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ty @yungbludz my wife for beta-ing this ilysm <3
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send-allmyloving · 4 years
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maybe daisuke with s / o who is his fiancée?
I'm gonna do a headcanon for this one, I hope you don't mind!
Daisuke Kanbe with a fem!s/o as his fiancée
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Oh boy oh boy
idk what the fuck you did in your past life to become his fiancée but you hit the fucking JACKPOT
he spoils you rotten
fancy river cruises, private flights to Vienna, relaxing nights at an expensive spa; those are only some of all the extravagant dates he would take you on
he'd buy you all the famous designer brands you wanted even if you didn't ask for them
Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Armani, Versace, you name it, this guy's balance is unlimited so you can expect only the best shit you can get your hands on!
But of course he doesn't pay sole attention to your material desires, Daisuke truly loves you
He just wants to make you feel comfortable and happy is all
That being said, you guys do a lot together
Giving each other massages is a thing
If either of you is stressed, or even if it's the both of you, you'll both have a little spa day where you pamper each other 🥰
Ok but when Daisuke massages you he goes ALL OUT
hot rocks, essential oils, sugar scrubs, whatever the fuck else they use in massages idk ive never had one
You'll feel so relaxed you'll fall asleep lmao
Nights in are usually spent watching movies in his private theater and immaculate bubble baths complete with rose petals, wine, and a charcuterie platter yum
You also like walks around the town, wandering the streets of Tokyo hand-in-hand while admiring the pretty city lights
No shopping, nothing of the sort; just you two and the city view 🥰
Dates at small cafes are a thing, he loves seeing your eyes light up when he feeds you cake :((
And his heart skips a couple beats when he sees u get whipped cream on your mouth after drinking hot chocolate !!
Ofc he kisses it off like a cliché romcom movie star
When you guys are laying in bed he likes to hold your hand and play with your fingers + admire the ring on your finger and smile bc it just makes him so happy that he can spend the rest of his life with you 🥺💞💞
He really loves u ok
Loves kissing you all over your face
Especially loves kissing your cheek and neck
But if he kisses your shoulder.... good luck bc this man is In The Mood
dw tho he'll be very gentle
ANYWAY
He likes having you in his lap when you kiss, it gives him easier access to you
Often slips his hand under your clothing whenever you're kissing just so he can feel your skin against his
Not really in a sexual manner but more like so he can reassure himself that you're with him
Loves feeling you up, not only does he know it makes you feel good, it's also that touching you gives him a sense of security and also makes him feel good knowing you're in his arms and that he can love and protect you 🥺
Kissing is very soft and sensual, he wants to give you every ounce of his love :(((
You'll be on his lap and he'll be slowly moving his lips against yours
Loves to play with your hair and rub your back while you're kissing him
Like I said before, he loves touching you so he's one to run his hands all over you while kissing you
Likes rubbing your arms + you love it too bc it makes u feel warm
Sorta likes to bite your lips and slip his tongue into your mouth at times while you guys kiss hehehe
When you guys pass each other around the house you'll give each other a surprise kiss out of nowhere
Walking past him? BOOM smooch on the cheek
You find him in his office? BOOM you sneak in and smooch him on the head
Smoochies everywhere
He likes to hold your hand a lot
Whatever you guys are doing, if you're next to him he'll just randomly take your hand and intertwine your fingers and he doesn't even look up from his work its rlly cute
Likes to give you kisses on the hand sometimes while he holds them
PDA isn't much of a thing but he'll always have your arm in his or you'll be walking around holding hands + sometimes he likes to pull you close and give you a kiss on the head ❤
He's also a huge romantic
Most probably proposed to you at the top of the Eiffel Tower
Loves slow dancing with you to old love songs
He just loves the pure smile on your face when you dance together, and the setting is so intimate
It's just you and him slowly swaying to the soft music while gazing at each other and it just goes to show how in love you both are with each other :(((
Hold me pls im crying as i write this
Gives you a rose on every date you go on together
The night after your engagement he got you a beautiful necklace that matched your ring
Put it around your neck romcom style before he took you out for a dinner cruise along the Seine river in Paris uwu
Also he thinks you look absolutely stunning in the color red
He just adores you and he's so happy to have you as his fiancée
Long story short you're the luckiest girl in the world and there is no doubting his love for you, he will do anything for you to see you smiling and happy ❤❤
// I hope you like this anon! Sorry this is kinda short lmao also I'm sorry I couldn't write a whole scenario, I thought a headcanon would work better bc it would better elaborate everything abt being his fiancée rather than just focusing on a section of it,, anyways enjoy!!
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bemylord · 3 years
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s/o has a sensitive clit
characters: osamu dazai, kanbe daisuke, levi ackerman.
warnings: nsfw, overstimulated, collar, daddy kink, spreader bar, armbinder, flogger, hair pulling, vibrator, squirt, slight bondage, spanking, ice play
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osamu dazai
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you're wearing a collar which has a gold inscription: 'kitty', standing naked in the bedroom. osamu's holding a vibrator, ominously grinning: he'll make you cry this night, by stimulated your small clit, watching as to how you're struggling to delay your orgasm. at some point, that'll happen in the future, dazai will allow you to come on your bed, forcing you to soak every inch of a silk blanket.
'give me your wrists and ankles so daddy will tie you up in a spreader bar'
you lied on your back, docilely carry out an order. denude your private parts, you've already prepared for been not contentedness: not for the reason that osamu please you - he doesn't permit you to release.
'if you'll be a good kitty, daddy allows you to cum and cum, until you'll be crying, got it?'
you whimpered quiet 'yes', feel silicone toy is touching your head. you closed eyes and osamu turned on the vibrator.
'isn't it good, baby? what if i add my fingers?
when dazai hardly touch the entrance, spreading your labia, coming in your unstretched hole yet. you flex your toes, pull back the hand back, feeling how metal handcuffs are digging into your wrists.
'don't make sharp movements, kitty, or else you'll hurt yourself' dazai is continuing to thrust you, stretching and preparing your vagina for his dick. but primarily, osamu will play with you for a while.
'afore i'll put my dick inside, i need you to squirt. i know you can'
after he said, he increases the pace, literally fuck your inner, assailable spot.
your orgasm is building since the first seconds after osamu turned on the toy. the feeling of vibration on your outer clit and your inner spot be fucking by his fingers: it drives you into agony. a desperate struggle against your orgasm - knowing that dazai is watching it.
'ok, do it in three' slap, 'two', slap, 'one. now release yourself'.
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kanbe daisuke
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kanbe is a sweet boy, who'd spoil you as his queen, prioritizes your pleasure above his. for the time being. kanbe knows you've got a sensitive clit, and he used to overstimulated it as punishment or as a way to test you.
'give me your arms', you put your hands behind your back, feel as your daddy uses an armbinder. daisuke pulls your hair back, reached with another hand from behind to your crotch. he ran his palm from your pubis to the anal repeatedly, slapped lastly.
'put your face on the pillow'
you did as your told, protrude your holes. you heard how kanbe opened the draw, put something from it.
'daddy will play a little game, it calls: if you'll reach your orgasm before i count to ten, i'll lick till you lose your fucking mind'
he spanked your pussy by the flogger, plainly touch the spot. it was first. your arms are tightly clamped by armbinder, your face on the pillow, making a muted whimpers. your booty is in the air, exhibiting your dripping, sloppy pussy. the desire of being spoiled by your loved boyfriend is growing: you'd let kanbe do whatever with yourself if he'll use his tongue. the way daisuke licks from the clit to the asshole, concentrate attention on your sensitive spot, downright build up your orgasm. it was eight, when you whimper, move your legs together, cumming.
'my naught girl', he spanked you last time on the ass, squeezing. 'i warned you. now bend over, i'm gonna do my promise'
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levi ackerman
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he used your vulnerable spot as a way to dominate over you, showing who's master in the bedroom. levi'd do series of insignificant hits on your pussy with his hand, sort of spanking, enjoying your moans. he found it's sensitive when he reached down on your labia, to spread them apart, leading on your clit first; he did along, touching the head, you arched your back, nuzzling to your lover.
'i-it's susceptible spot' you murmured, united legs together; but strong levi's arms precluded your movements.
'keep 'em apart, that's an order, slut'
you're aware that you must obey and submit unquestioningly. he tied you up with his belt, gave you an order to close your eyes.
'you're gonna tell me everything that you'll feel'
you nodded, anticipating new feelings.
'i'm feeling-' suddenly, you felt a piece of ice on your stomach. 'ice on my belly, reached down and your hand on my nipple'
levi paved a wet path from your stomach to the clit; ackerman densely pressing a frozen liquid on the head then barely touch it, blowing on your overstimulated spot. he raised a block of ice to your nipples, outlining your hard teat, licking the other one.
'now i'm gonna spank your pussy and you're not allowed to cum, my little slut'
the sensation of a cold thing and arousal mingled together, as something that must an associated; the way levi plays with your clit using a piece of ice like it's something soft then blows on it and repeat that again. you're moaning, whimpering, and begging him to stop the torture, but he gets more and more smug and assertive: he puts you on you high point, he's the one who's controlling the pace and the game of ice-and-blow.
he spanked your pussy, especially on your clitoris [he does on purpose]. levi'd kept spanking even if you came and squirt all over the bed and his fingers: he'd satisfied only when he sees you're crying and squirming on your juices.
'you were such a good cadet for your captain, now let me taste it'
licking torture as well, but frankly speaking, you love it more than hate it.
//~~//
:3
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nanamisbabybunny · 3 years
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❤️Daisuke Kambe//NSFW Alphabet❤️
A/N: sorry for the inactivity. After Gojo’s NSFW Alphabet, I moved across the United States and started working. Enjoy!! ⚠️: NSFW!!!
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He’s really soft and gentle, he kisses every hickey on your body and kisses your wrists
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His: he loves his hands. They’re soft, big and your hands fit perfectly in his. Yours: he loves your face. He thinks your cheeks are perfect for kissing, they’re so soft and pink
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He cums on your stomach or thighs. He loves to see your arousal covered in his cum
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He likes to purchase sex toys for you to use while he is away on business. He also likes pictures of you in lingerie he’s bought for you
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Daisuke KNOWS what he is doing. It’s canon that he has tried lots of dangerous pleasures overseas, so let your mind wonder. From kissing to making love, he knows how to make your head spin
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He can’t decide if he likes you underneath him so he can get a good look at your face while he fucks you, or you on his lap riding him
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He is serious in the moment. You won’t find him making jokes, but he will smile at you after kissing you and telling you how much he loves you
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He’s a man of riches. He’s very well kept. He keeps himself cleaned and groomed down there. As for drapes and bed, y’all saw the anime, let’s go from there! (No spoilers)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He starts off slow, loving how you feel and the sight of his dick popping out while inside of you. He makes soft praises to you, telling you that you’re taking him so well. He gives plenty of kisses
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Rough day and he can’t wait for you? It’s a tie between using a wand vibrator he got for you or using one of your panties
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He has a daddy kink and no one can change my mind
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
The bedroom. He wants to make sure that intimacy is a private thing for you two
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You wearing his suit jacket, his tie or a pair of lingerie he has bought for you
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Besides spanking; degrading you and hitting you is a no no
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves both! The way your face gets all red and you play with his hair makes his heart pound. He loves to touch your hair and hold it back while you suck him
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Slow at first, then fast and rough. Unless it’s been a hard day, he’ll start rough while gripping your thighs
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He won’t say no to a quickie, but he prefers to take his time with you in the bedroom
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Yes! Trying new things in the bedroom is a turn on for him. He loves to see how it affects you
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can go for a good 4 rounds
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Daisuke owns toys and you do too. He lets you choose what toy(s) you want in bed and he uses them when he sees fit
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He loves to tease. You’ll whine about how you want it, but he just smirks at you, rubs your thighs and tells you to beg for it
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s not very loud. He makes some grunts, deep breaths and sighs here and there. And of course, plenty of “I love you”
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
When Daisuke found out you had little toys to keep hidden, he found it very cute. He grinned as he pulls the cigarette from his mouth and said “my princess. Let me buy you some toys.” And proceeded to purchase bigger toys for you, not the small travel sized ones. While having sex, he presented a big wand and tied your hands together and put the wand in your hands. “Baby girl, keep the wand on your princess parts. Daddy wants to see your become a mess for him.”
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s average girth and height!
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
High sex drive! He’s 27/28 years old, so he’s in that prime stage
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He doesn’t fall asleep until you’ve fallen asleep and he knows you’re cared for, cleaned up and comfortable
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tatortitty · 2 years
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yall telling me that I just got into balance unlimited and the fandom is dead? 🧍
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mochanime · 3 years
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Daisuke Kambe x Top!Male Reader
Just imagine Daisuke in your lap while you're doing your work and Daisuke in his cute mode trying to get your attention so he start moving around your lap and start kissing your neck and whispering sweet things in your ear like 'Give me attention Daddy' or 'I been I bad boy Daddy I need to get punish' because he want your cock and attention so bad, and when you didn't he get out of your lap and go on all fours and start using his teeth to pull your pants zipper down which you can't stop ignoring him for do you give up and grab his cheeks and say "You want daddy's cock little boy, fine I'll give you daddy's cock" you chuckled then smirk
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imo-chan-imagines · 3 years
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heyyyy :)
i hope you have a good day.
i would like to request a part 2 (or maybe more parts)
of the Kambe daisuke str!pclub story.
i love you storys btw <3
VIP Treatment | FKBU Drabble
Daisuke × fem!stripper!reader
♡ Sequel to: Eat The Rich ♡
Warnings: 18+, spicy smuttt 🥵, holy water on standby pls, strip club, sex for money, protected sex + mentions of raw sex, close to hate fucking 🤏, maybe some dub-con if you're really squinting but not really, 1 (one) light booty slap lmao, sugar daddy proposal 👀, dark themes, swearing, Daisuke being one cocky son of a biatch lol, request, drabble
A/N: Hello, Anon! Thank you so much for requesting this! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get to it. I had a lot of requests and other content lined up. I hope you like it, though ♡ Please read part 1 first, as the story continues!
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"Fuck," Daisuke hisses. His grimace dissolves into a smirk as he looks up at you.
His view is perfect as he watches you slowly slide up and down on your knees, taking him inside you, inch by inch. He holds your thigh, fingers clutching at your flesh, before running his thumb over the skin.
It's been two months since he first came to the club and made his little 'business proposal'. Now he's a regular, stopping by at least three times a week, just to fuck you – or for you to fuck him. That's how it usually goes.
At least he normally brings condoms with him now. Raw costs him extra. A lot extra.
Not that it isn't enjoyable – fuck, his dick is so good, it's unfair. Like you're ever going to tell him that.
A slap lands on the side of your ass, snapping you back into the moment. It sounded worse than it felt, nice and audible against the curve.
"Attention on me," he says, almost softly. Demanding prick. You narrow your eyes at him.
Fine. If he wants your full attention, that's what he's going to get.
You sit up straighter, rising up onto you knees, and increase the pace of your movements until you're bouncing on is cock, your thighs burning. Your eyes glint in wicked satisfaction as you recognise the frustration in his face as he struggles with himself against the sudden increase in stimulation.
But rather than sink under your determination, he rises to the challenge. He grips your hips for stability, bucking up to meet you every time you fall and swallow his length into your tight, little cunt.
His breaths are rougher, he's less collected. That stupid, supercilious grin is still there, but it's shifted into something more amused. Like he enjoys the competition.
A hand comes up and cups your breast as it bounces, thumbing over your nipple, before he pulls you forwards, enveloping it in his mouth. He licks and sucks.
You feel weak under his touch, but you keep fucking yourself down on him, the tip of his cock reaching so deep inside you that you feel like whining. But when he peers up at you with those icy eyes, his tongue still wrapped around your nipple, you shudder, almost collapsing against him.
The coil in your stomach tightens as he thrusts up into you, your hips grinding desperately into his movements as you chase your high.
"Gonna cum for me, hm?" he coos, too sweetly to be genuine. He chuckles through his ragged breaths, the air cool on your sweat-covered skin, and his voice drops. "Go on, cum for me. Do it."
His fingers find your clit and start making slow, deliberate circles. He's barely been stroking you for more than a few of seconds before you're clinging to his neck and rutting your hips against him as your tight walls squeeze and flutter around his cock.
He muffles his grunts as you cum, gritting his teeth as you fall to pieces against him.
"D...don't fight it," you mumble into his shirt, clutching at the loose tie that's come undone around his neck. "...cum for me too. Wanna feel it." You can feel him throbbing inside you at your words.
He pushes you face-down onto the seat and re-enters you, thrusting at his own pace until his fingers dig into your hips and he spills out inside the rubber with a dissolute groan.
It's only ten minutes later, when you're both redressed, that he speaks again, this time with a business proposal even more ridiculous than the last.
You cock you eyebrow at him. "You want me to what?"
"Quit your job here and come for work me. Just for me." He leans back in the seat the way he always does, taking out a cigar and lighting it with his Zippo.
"What, you afraid I'm fucking my other clients?" you scoff. "They fucking wish they were that rich."
"Is that a no?" he says, in reference to his offer. He snaps the Zippo shut and puffs out a plume of smoke in your direction.
"I didn't say that." It would mean no more creepy losers. No more guys' hands you didn't want on you. No more work. "What would you be then? My sugar daddy?" you tease, smoothing out your dress.
"You could call it that." He draws on the cigar again. "I'll even buy you your own place, if that's what you want. Just keep doing this with me, and I'll pay you more than you could ever need."
"You're already doing that."
"Then I'll pay you even more."
You laugh, but he doesn't, and it shuts you up. There's something odd about his behaviour. He isn't as cocky and smirking as usual. It's almost affectionate, but you tell yourself 'posessive' is more likely the ticket.
"Well?" he asks, tilting his head to the side.
Well. There was only one answer a girl like you could give to an offer like that. Right?
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Hungry? Grab a sugar daddy ❤
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