#draken drabble

[chrollohearttags]

riding plug!draken until you squirt on his chest..😵‍💫

content warning: mentions of weed, slight foot play, praise kink, squirting, overstim, infidelity, daddy’s used, pet names (pretty girl, princess)

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your hands intertwining with his..holding you in place as you pounce up and down on his cock. Practically impaled on that big dick, letting every inch engulf you each time you propel. Your entire frame bending and folding back as you let out shrill cries. “Mmphm! Baby..” “It’s alright, keep going. You’re doing good..” his deep voice encouraging you as he lie underneath that curvy frame. Brown eyes glazed over in red as he siphons another whiff of the potent blunt he’s nursing and exhales the cloud of smoke into the air. Filling the atmosphere along with the scent of your sex, music and glowing lights scattered around your frames. You’re going as fast as you can..gasping for breath as his tip begins to press at your swollen g-spot..prodding away to increase your pleasure. Something your man could never do…but behind these four walls of his condo bedroom, you were Ken’s responsibility and he’d always make certain you left satisfied..even when you came more times than you could handle!

“ ‘S too much, daddy..so fucking big..” drawing out in a whispery cry but he knew you could handle it. After all, you had taken this dick many times before…you were just never on top. Besides, it had been a while since he’d been able to stretch that little pussy; conforming it to his own shape once more so you may have been struggling. Even so, he’d just laugh..slapping your ass with a heavy hand and keep encouraging you along.. “..but you can take it. My pretty girl always takes this dick so good, don’t you? Look at you creaming on it..you got this.” letting you work his cock the best way he saw fit. Until..

“Ahh! Fuck, fuck…Kenny!—I can’t..”

an ear shattering cry that only brought a smile to his face. Especially when he watched you reach for your extra sensitive clit and massage it until he felt stick juices rain down onto his chest, face and abs. A mess he’d lap up any day like an obedient dog. Smirking as tears streamed down your gorgeous face, Ken grasped at your trembling legs..bringing your ankle and foot that had gotten caught in the brunt to his lips to lick up the remnants before tugging you further towards his face to sit you atop it. “Daddy’s so proud of you, princess. Took all that and came so good for me..” massaging on your back to calm you down in the process; slightly scraping his nails into your pretty brown skin.

“Lemme give you a lil’ reward. C’mere..sit that ass on my face.”

[hoejosatoru]

Draken is the best boyfriend ever. What more could a girl want? Tall, strong, dark hair, tatted. But behind the tough exterior he absolutely has a soft spot for his girl.

Draken is the embodiment of dress slutty I can fight. Even though he would literally never call his girl a slut, he just wants you to know you can dress however you want and never worry about a man being creep.

Speaking of, Draken isn't possessive (let's be honest he knows other guys are no competition) but he is protective. He always has a hand on your thigh or your lower back making you feel reassured and safe. He will not hesitate to fuck up a dude that makes you uncomfy.

Of course Draken fucks you so good. His favorite thing is to lay you out on the bed and eat your pussy for hours. He does it for his own pleasure just as much as yours. And he eats it like its last god damn meal on earth. He loves alternating between sucking on your clit and dipping his tongue into your dripping hole.

Draken has to stretch you out on his fingers a little because he's just so big. He never skips foreplay because you need it, but also he just loves to make you a whimpering mess. And somehow when he finally puts his thick, heavy cock in you it still stretches you out.

Draken can't deny that he loves watching you squirm trying to take his cock. It's so hot and you always do so good for him :(. He always tells you too, cooing in your ear about how sexy you look. He makes sure to go nice n slow until you're ready and then gives you hard n heavy thrusts that have you seeing stars. He's not satisfied until you've came at least twice on his cock, then he'll fill you up his sticky hot cum <3

[dr4kenlvr]

hii i dunno if you're still doing prompts but can you do ❝ don't hide your face away from me, let me see the blush on your face and that shy smile of yours. ❞ for Draken? Draken is becoming irrelevant from what I've seen D: bb needs more attention <3

prompt: "don't hide your face away from me, let me see the blush on your face and that shy smile of yours." + draken

nana's note: oh noooo seeings the words "irrelevant" and "draken" together makes me sad beyond levels... :( dw, he will never go out of style on my blog!!

warnings: reader wears an outfit that requires a zip up at the back, therefore implying a dress, but that and the reader's gender is never explicitly said!

tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you straighten out yourself once last time in the mirror. you smile to yourself, appreciating the way you glowed. one thing irked you though: the gullible zip at the back of your top would not go up for the life of you. with a defeated sigh, you call out for the only one who could help you.

"ken!"

you hear heavy footsteps run up the stairs, and chuckle at his hurry.

"everything 'right, love?" he pants, hand grabbing the edge of the door with his head peeking in. his eyes scan the room for you, and you take the time to admire how handsome he looked. his hair was braided as usual, but the fitted button up he wore accentuated all the right curves and dips on his figure.

you giggle, and spin yourself around. "zip me up, baby?" you crane your face, just enough to see him relax with a grin and walk towards you. he places both hands on your waist, presses a quick kiss to your shoulder and another on your nape, before whispering a quiet ''course, darling.'

his nimble fingers pull the zipper up the expanse of your back, before smoothing out the material. however when he's finished, he doesn't pull back from you. "you look amazing, by the way. i can't have you blowing everyone's minds away, hm?" draken mutters against your skin, a smile growing so effortlessly at your beauty. "what'll we do when they drop dead?"

a wide smile innately appears on your face, and you bring a hand up to cover the bottom half of your face that was quickly turning red. "ken, baby, stop!" you laugh, turning to face the wall and not his stare in the mirror. he laughs with you, turning his body around in front of yours.

"don't hide your face away from me, let me see the blush on your face and that shy smile of yours." draken says, gentle movements pulling your hands away from your face. "there, that's better." his eyes soften, leaning in for another kiss on your lips.

oh my fucking god i need him . writing for him is not. enough.

[tetsutits]

hello👋

i wanna start off by saying i really liked your recent mitsuya post. it was so cute and that's kind of how i imagine mitsuya. so it was really fun to read it.

also, if it's alright with you i'd like to make a request. can i request draken with a fem!reader who tends to overwork herself and downplay her bad health even when it's obvious that she is suffering in pain or just not feeling well at all.

you can make it cute and fluffy and/or add nsfw stuff if you want to. whatever you fee like.

-🌱

✰ PAIRING — draken x fem!reader

✰ TAGS — fluff <3 barely edited!!! reader has a caffeine addiction lol. tends to forget to eat/drink water. i think that's all

AN: oh gosh i am so SO sorry that this took so long! i was on vacation and on hiatus for a while. but thank you for the love on the mitsuya piece it really means a lot <3 <3

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your eyes are starting to strain.

you don't know how long you've been sitting here — staring at your laptop screen on your dining room table with the lights dimmed low. wasn't the sun up when you first sat here? you really can't remember. it's dark outside, and the apartment is deathly silent.

you're on your third cup of coffee, your back feels as stiff as a wooden board with how long you've been sitting down. for the most part — you've been productive, even getting ahead of your work and what's been asked of you.

you notice there's a pattern every time — you sit down, telling yourself it would only be for a little while, then you start remembering things that still haven't gotten done, the to-do list gets longer; and you find yourself still in the same spot hours later.

you distantly hear the faint sound of the front door opening and closing, and a few seconds pass by as you wait for the greeting you're always met with.

"i'm home!" draken yells out. he cant see you yet, still in the foyer, but he knows you're here.

the thud of footsteps gets louder and you see him enter through the doorframe of your kitchen. you think it's pretty funny how he has to slightly dip his head down to make it through, his height always getting in the way.

"hey," you smile at him from where you sit, "how was your day?"

he visibly slumps at the sight of you, like the relief of finally being home gets to him. he places a white bag—that you assume has takeout in it—on top of the counter and sighs, "long, tiring, but, it was pretty good. inupi and i finally settled down in the new shop. it was hectic."

he approaches you from behind, and rests his forearms on the back of your chair. "whatcha up to?" he places his chin on the crown of your head, a habit he's picked up while living with you.

you cant really look at him when you talk, so you laugh lightly and tell him, "just work, its been really stressful lately. and there's still so much i have to do! i'm not even near being finished," you groan.

"have you. . . " he pauses, and he looks around at the state your space is in: the empty coffee mugs, used napkins, pencils and papers spread out. ". . .have you even taken any breaks?"

"or, drink any water? because all i see is coffee mugs here, babe," he continues.

you suddenly forget how to speak, because, no, you haven't drank a proper amount of water today, and no, you don't think you've taken any breaks either. it finally hits you, and you realize just how long you've been sitting down.

"I—yeah. of course i have," you say slowly. and it so obvious that you aren't telling the truth, because he feels your body tense and your voice crack.

he drops his forehead now on the back of your head, and sighs deeply. his arms come down to circle around your upper body as much as the chair would allow him, "what am i gonna do with you?"

silence engulfs the room. you really don't have anything to say, but you know better. he's always asking you to take care of yourself and to make sure you aren't overworking. but, if he's not here to remind you, then who will? you definitely can't rely on yourself when it comes to something like this.

"there's. . . water, in-in the coffee," you say, trying to lighten the mood but he only huffs out a breath of laughter and it makes you crack a smile too.

"y'know that doesn't count, silly girl," he lifts himself, and you're suddenly yanked away from the table, the chair pulled back by him.

"k-ken! what're you doing?"

"c'mon, get up," he says, walking in front of you and pulling your arms.

"but i'm not done! there's still-"

he throws his head back and sighs loudly in frustration, but you know he's not angry at you, "babe, i'm sorry, but your work can wait. it's literally the weekend and i'm so hungry i think i could die,"

you're out of your chair, and you look up to see him already gazing down at you, "i've brought food, I'm not eating all of that on my own."

there's a beat of silence before your stomach growls, loud enough that both of you can hear it.

"tch," he flicks your forehead playfully, "of course you haven't eaten anything. do i need to watch you 24/7 to make sure you're living like a proper human?"

you look away, too embarrassed to face him anymore, "I am taking care of my self! i just, i get too caught up with what i'm doing once i start,"

he turns around and barks out a laugh, "sure you have!" he says sarcastically.

he makes his way back into the kitchen, "help me set the table, i've been dyin' to tell you about this dog thats been wandering into the shop recently. he kinda looks like inupi,"

you smile, and you realize that even if you can't seem to put yourself first, you know that draken will always be there reminding you to care for yourself.

you don't know what you'd do without him.

reblogs and feedback appreciated <3 — my requests are open!

[tomansbaby]

DRAKEN TAKING YOUR VIRGINITY....

thinking about draken taking your virginity...

god he would be so gentle with you, so soft. one hand intertwining yours on the pillows while the other is gripping your hip, making sure you’re as close as possible.

it’s hot, it’s wet. your mind is dizzy because there’s so much happening at once. he makes sure to check in every once in a while.

“you okay princess? feels good? ..i know it does, baby. you’re doing so well for me..”

does not want you to feel insecure whatsoever. if you cover yourself he will remove your hands and put them somewhere on his body. usually on his chest so you can feel his heartbeat.

“don’t cover yourself angel, i want to see all of you.”

his cock burns, but it burns so well. tears form in your eyes so he leans down and kisses them away, pelvis rubbing against your sensitive clit in the best way.

he absolutely adores how you whimper and squirm under him, completely vulnerable to his swift motions, for a second, he thinks he’s in heaven.

and when you both cum together, you start to think you’re in heaven too.

“thank you for this baby, y’know i love you right?”

“i love you too, ken.”

this is rlly short lol but we’re back !

[seungmonggg]

Hnnn thinking about Draken bullying his fat cock into your overstimulated cunt, groaning as you get tighter.

Pressing you down on the desk in the middle of his fucking shop. "Wanted this, huh, Slut? Thats why you came here looking like a stupid little Whore, hmm?" He grunted against your ear, making you whimper loudly.

Pressing your thighs up, against your tits, he held you in this position, grunting while ramming even deeper into you now. Chuckling slightly as you cried and screamed his name and apologiez for dressing like a slut. <3

[poohbea]

hiii, i’m really sorry to hear about your hiatus, but glad you’re taking time for yourself :) i’m not sure if i can still request something for the 300 event? but if i can, can i get red with draken ft spit play? i’m 19 btw!♥️

wordcount: 640

content: spit play, escort!draken, dom!draken, submissive fem!reader, oral (m!receiving), light choking, makeout sesh, praise, pet names (pretty, sweetheart, etc.), unedited

note from pooh: phew i bet y’all thought i forgot about these, hellll nah never not when this concept was top tier tf how could i not write them. hopefully i did your prompt justice, i just love a little spit play with some oral it’s too hot of a mix not to do 🤭

WARNING: this is smut, so please ensure you have your age visible on your account before interacting. minors (below 18+), ageless and blank blogs will be BLOCKED

Hope you enjoy ♡ reblogs are greatly appreciated

“That’s it…” Draken coos as he wraps your hair around his fist. “You’re doing so good, pretty, taking my dick so well.” You watch him with glassy eyes, tears brimming as you gag around him for the umpteenth time. “Fuck, baby.”

His praise only pushed you further, his sweet moans of appreciation encouraging you to take him deeper down your throat. With an appreciative smile, he lolls his head back, hair dishevelled as he bites his kiss flushed lips. 

He got lost in the way your tongue wrapped around the tip, the feel off your lips adding that extra bit of pleasure at his shaft. Fuck, you were intoxicating. No matter how many girls he’d experienced this with, it was always different. Each unique in the flick of their tongue, the eye contact, the pace. You, in this case, were the teasing yet obedient sort. From the moment you stepped through his door he could sense that bratty aura radiating off your soft skin. He liked a challenge, it made the sex ten times more interesting. 

Before long you were on your knees, the simple utterance of the word ‘sit’ enough to take you there. A bad girl with an enthusiasm he was more than happy to utilise. “Goddamn, sweetheart.” He sighs, hips jutting in time with the bob of your head. As you whine and gag around him, he notices the way your spit dribbles down his cock and he gets an idea. 

You gasp as he withdraws from your mouth, chin glossy with a layer of saliva that also stung between his tip and your lips. He unravels your hair from around his hand, letting the stands frame your gorgeous face. With a small chuckle he traces your jaw with his fingertips, enjoying the way you lean into them as they travel over your skin, stopping to rest just under your chin. 

“Mm,” he hums, thumb drawing over your bottom lip. “Open.” And like the obedient pet you are, you comply, lips parting almost instantaneously, tongue out without so much as a prompt. “Good girl.” He prods a digit against the wet muscle, opening your mouth wider as his own hovered above. 

Collecting a pool of spit on his tongue he lets it hang, watching the contents dribble onto yours in a lewd string that you accepted willingly. When it thins he takes the opportunity to eject the rest, an audible sound emanating from his lips in doing so. He smiles as you close your mouth and giggle, swallowing his gift with that devious look in your eye. 

“Show me, sweetheart.” Just like before, you open wide, tongue stuck out to confirm his silent instructions were indeed followed. “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you, pretty?” He cradles your jaw as he speaks, offering you a kiss as a prize. It was domineering but in his own playful kind of way, biting and dipping his tongue past your lips while that same hand at your jaw wraps itself around your neck, pulling you to your feet so he could embrace you fully. 

Little by little he rid you of your clothes, each one forming a path to the bed as he walked you backwards, still heavily engrossed in the taste of your lips. You gasp as your calves hit the plush bedding, missing the way Draken smirks before he pushes you onto it, your resulting soft yelp making him chuckle. 

“Now,” He begins, admiring the way your hair halos around your head. “Since you did so well, I think you deserve a little reward don’t you?” You gulp as he drops to his knees at the foot of the bed, a shy nod your only response. “So open those pretty thighs for me, baby.”

tags: @gardenof-venus, @sailewhoremoon, @okhotel, @xharia, @sakinotfound

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[bokuroskitten]

kitty baby you have me thinking about pussydrunk draken so for your event may I humbly request your expert thoughts about draken who can't help but eat you out under the covers because he can't get enough of your cunt <3

Kc baby I’m honoured to have you here asking about draken aka best boy ever <33 he craves your pussy 24/7 😔 wants his lips latched on your lips always cause it’s his drug <///3 would be between your thighs every second of the day if he could. So what better way to wake up on his birthday than to dive in and dine between your thighs 😌✨

He’s up early on his birthday, like most days, the bright rays of the sunlight peaking through the blinds and somehow managing to land on his eyes. There’s a groan deep in his throat as he shifts, but it’s just enough to realize you’re still sleeping curled up against him. He rubs a bit of sleep from his eyes before he looks down at you, a little grin on his face.

You don’t even realize how cute you are half the time, you, with a bit of drool on your cheek and hair tousled. You, with your thighs spread wide open for him, cute little pussy on full display just asking to be played with. He huffs, rolling onto his side to sleep between your thighs. He gives the plush flesh a squeeze, nose nuzzling up against your lidded clit just enough to make you squirm a little, whimper softly in your sleep.

“Happy birthday to me~” is all Draken mumbles before he’s licking one, two large strips over your pussy lips, just enough to slick them up as his palms slip down a bit further to grab handfuls of your asscheeks. His lips latch around your pussy, cupping the mound and giving it a few fond sucks before his tongue takes over, easily splitting you open for him, his hazy eyes locking onto your clenching little hole.

You’re not exactly sure when you wake up fully, it’s probably after Draken works you through the first orgasm cause it was soft, a slow build up to make you gush. Now he’s a bit more awake, his grip on you tightening, nose nuzzled up close to your throbbing clit as his tongue pokes around your entrance in hopes of finding the spot that’ll get you awake. He knows he’s found it when your body suddenly jolts, pretty fingers gripping onto his hair tight and thighs threatening to snap shut had it not been for his hands.

“G’mornin…” his words are muffled into your pussy, the vibrations making you whine in a high pitched way that has his cock twitching beneath him. He needs more, always needs more. His lips are starting to lose that sweet taste of your nectar and he just can’t have that, so he’s diving back in, tongue now focused on your clit. He suckles it, looking up at you through his lashes to watch how you arch for him, hips starting to rut up against his face.

“K-Kenny~!” Your voice cracks, somehow sleep is still in your throat, but your body is on fire. Draken works you through a couple of highs, you easily loose count, mind going mushy from the way his tongue so easily brings you to your high. He’s added two fingers at some point, curling the digits knuckle deep in your cunt so he can focus on your sweet spot, make your sticky essence drip out of you even faster and soak not only his chin but the crack of your ass.

His chest feels tight when his lips leave your clit with a pop, a shaky breath being sucked into lungs. His pupils are dilated, a light layer of sheen sticking to his stubble. He doesn’t allow your twitchy thighs to close, despite how you whine, despite how there’s tears now thick in your lashes. His eyes are locked on your swollen pussy, now rosy and over spent due to his ruthless demeanour. He holds your lower lips apart with two fingers, groaning when your hole with webbed with thick slick, still throbbing, asking for more despite the way your body protests.

He spits onto your hole, and that only makes you whine even louder cause you know exactly what it means. You know he’s far from done and preparing you for another round, probably three. He doesn’t skip the sweet kiss though that he presses to your public bone, smile coming back from how tight you hold his air just from his warm breath blowing over your used cunt. “Need a couple more, gimme a couple more lil love. Spoilin on my birthday like this? You’re so nice~”

Draken’s Birthday Party Masterlist 💛

[dabilove27]

Can we get like a small Drabble of reader and draken first time together in together?

Hello nonny! Thank you for you're request! I can't promise I'll always do requests but I did do this one!

It's a little bit more than 1K so sorry for that

Warnings: 18+MDNI, Vaginal sex, Fem!Reader, one use of babe (if I missed any please let me know!

Thank you to my love @lady-lunaaa for doing a read through for me! I love you!

Nerves jittered throughout Draken as he flitted throughout his loft. He had taken half of the day off to clean his train-wreck of a loft before your stay-in date tonight. Never before was he the kind of guy where everything had to be perfect, but when it came to you, it needed to be perfect. 

He does a quick check of the room. Bed made, clutter pushed away to unseen places, and the take out he ordered sitting on his old table. This was the first time you'd be seeing his space. It had been a few months since that first date under the stars, and every moment he had spent with you had been perfect. But it always hurt at the end of the dates when you would have to go home, and he would return to the quiet of his shop. He was hoping you'd spend the night tonight but wasn't going to push it if you said no. But he couldn't ignore the giddy feeling of possibly getting to be cuddled up next to you for the evening. God, he felt like a teenager again. You brought that joy back into his life that had been missing for so long.

A soft knock at the shop's back entrance startles him out of his daydream. He releases a deep breath before hurrying down the stairs to open the door for you. 

Draken's breath catches at the sight of you; it's always been insane to him how you could put on anything and look stunning. Especially today, you're dressed in a light-red t-shirt and tight black jeans, casual but still beautiful to him. He welcomes you in with a big hug and takes a moment to breathe in your scent, one that he wants to linger on his pillows after you leave. 

The date went off perfectly; the two of you talked about your week while filling yourself with the greasy takeout. Draken complains about a demanding customer he eventually had to escort out of the shop. After that, Draken gave you the "grand tour" of his loft. You showed genuine interest in his small space, and he couldn't help the swell of happiness built in his chest at your reaction. He wished this night would never end. That he could have you stay here forever. 

And so, with those thoughts filling his mind, he asks you to stay the night, the nerves and excitement causing his stomach to flip as he waits for your answer. You respond by letting him know all of your night items are at home, and he feels his heart plummet at the impending denial. But you surprise him and let him know that you'd be happy to stay if you can borrow his toothbrush and one of his shirts.  

Draken almost falls over himself as a surge of happiness goes through him. He rushes to his closet, pulls out an oversized black T-shirt, and tosses it to you. He waits impatiently, practically beside himself, as he hears your gentle rustles in the bathroom. His heart is pounding, but he can’t calm that giddy excitement rushing through him. 

When you step out of the bathroom, he has to stop his jaw from dropping like the first time he saw you. The shirt hits right in the middle of your upper thigh, and he feels his mouth start to water at the sight of you. In his clothing and about to climb into bed with him. 

"You ready for bed, Ken?" As you saunter your way to the beat-up mattress in the loft's corner, your voice is soft and sultry. You can't help but notice the bulge in his dark pants, straining to get free. 

Draken swallows and nods, pulling off his shirt to reveal his toned physique. He wants to be near you, can't stand the thought of even taking the time to get ready for bed in the bathroom, every moment he’s not touching you is agony. 

Wordlessly the two of you just know what will happen next as you hesitantly reach out to palm his erection. He doesn't stop you, he has to admit he's thought about you touching him from that very first night and imagined how amazing it would feel, how soft your hands would be.

Your hand trails up his stomach, following the dips of his abdominals and up to his chest. "You've had a rough day Ken. Let me help you out," your voice purrs as you wrap your arms around his neck, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

You trail light kisses along his defined jaw, and the movement causes trembles to run through him. He can't stand your teasing for longer as he captures your lips in a fierce kiss. The two of you only break apart so he can push down his pants and boxers. You gasp at his arousal, hard and heavy, pressing against your stomach. He's bigger than you imagined; you knew he would be large due to his size and height, but you can't hide the delighted shock from seeing him for the first time. Reaching down you grasp his manhood firmly before pumping it a few times. You aren't sure how, but the two of you find his mattress quickly, and it squeaks loudly under your weight.      

A little giggle escapes you at the sound, and Draken's face becomes immediately a shade redder. "I'm sorry, it's ancient," he says quietly, lust still heavy in his dark eyes.

"I think it's cute; it has character," you whisper softly with a small smile as you gaze into his eyes.   

That's all the encouragement Draken needs as his obsidian eyes devour you. You shudder at the pure sight of him, muscles and toned chest on display.

Quickly disrobing yourself, you pull the oversized shirt off. Draken watches your breasts fall at your movements in pure amazement, they were more beautiful than his imagination could have ever created. It was then he realized you weren't wearing underwear; you had come out of that damn bathroom completely bare under that shirt. The thought makes his mind hazy, and his blood thrum beneath his skin. He can't help but lick his lips at the sight of your naked body before him.

"Come here, babe," He huskily growls at you, and you obey, slowly approaching him.

Draken's large hands wrap around your waist as he roughly pulls you down into his lap. The slap of your ass meeting his thighs fills the room. 

You're already soaking wet by the time he enters you, slowly, letting you adjust to his cock as you lower yourself down onto it. You can’t help but cry out at the stretch in ecstasy; he fills you so deeply and fully.   

Slowly, you take all of him, and it almost feels like too much when he starts to grind himself up into you. But you can’t deny how good it feels when the tip of his cock kisses your cervix and how it hits that spongy spot deep inside of you just right. Every moment sends you further and further to blissful oblivion. 

Draken's hold on your waist is solid and firm as he guides you up and down his length as relishing in every little sound you give to him. 

"Fuck, you're beautiful. Taking me so well, love," His deep voice coos at you as he watches the way your breasts bounce with each thrust. 

Squeaks from the mattress below become louder as the two of you become more frantic to chase your orgasms, that tight coil begging to burst inside you. Draken's movements become quick and lose their rhythm as he feels your cunt tightening around him. And then that coil bursts, and you see white as you come down from your orgasm. Draken cums shortly after from the feeling of you milking his dick. 

Heavy pants fill the air as the two of you come down, and he gently moves out of you with a hiss. The two of you lay down next to each other as the mattress gives out a final squeak. And even though the sex was mindblowing for Draken, laying here in this quiet moment with you is where he wanted to stay forever.

[jordyn-degas]

unfinished - drabble. [1]

draken x fem! reader

warnings: none - tad bit of feels, maybe?

a/n: because it's ALRIGHT to post unfinished works that might never see the light of day - unfin drabble.

@iamthepotato i tag you in everything i do - throwing an unfinished bit that has been sitting for the past two months in my drive

****

“Are you ever going to tell him?” Mitsuya asked carefully, thumb rubbing gently over the protruding bone of your ankle, legs resting on his lap.

“There is nothing to tell.” you replied with a lazy shrug, gaze slipping past his lilac one to turn its attention to the other corner of the room.

“You’ve been in love with him since I can remember.” his voice betrayed sadness and a tad bit of disappointment, thumb stuttering over the bone, its circular motion turning into rhythmic taps.

“We’re 18, Taka.” you chuckled, hand sliding off the lap and onto the couch as fingertips pressed into the material. “Considered to be adults now. Honestly? We are still children with a bit more personality and maturity than a year ago. It will pass before you know it, don’t worry.”

The certainty which you spoke with did not fool Mitsuya in the slightest, hand moving away from the ankle to allow its fingers to intertwine with yours on the couch in a spot hidden away from any prying eyes. Lower lip quivered faintly at the warm, welcoming touch of your best friend, teeth clashing against each other in an attempt to keep all the emotions at bay. Mitsuya squeezed reassuringly, silently promising to be there for anything you might need now or in the future - one filled with uncertainty.

"This is not right." Mitsuya sighed deeply, watching how two of his best friends were denying themselves of each other.

Over the heads of friends you would never forget, two pairs of eyes melted into each other as they spoke in a language not understood by many - lips curving upwards to steal the sadness that laced yours. Stone hard knot obstructed your throat as words stumbled against it, heartbeats intensifying with each second that passed between yours and Draken’s silent conversation - he knew exactly what were the words that begged to slip past your lips, words that held in their grasp a power buried willingly in favor of seeing you thrive somewhere else.

His usually unbothered expression and defined by sharpness features were nowhere to be found, being replaced by a peaceful softness you have not been graced before with. Yearning, gripped tightly by an understanding Mitsuya did not had, battled inside of Draken's heart, knowing that even the slightest gesture could derail any plans you have built - the words he wished for you to say were now dancing along Draken's tongue, sliding back down his throat as the chance had been forever lost.

“I’m leaving for three years.” you whispered, afraid of allowing volume to envelop your voice due to the cracks beginning to show in it, fingers tightening their grip on Mitsuya’s hand as his attention was pulled away from Draken and back to your conflicted expression - university in Europe, he remembered with a sadness kept at bay by his willingness to support the decision. “Tomorrow when the plane will take off, he’ll be in good hands.”

“What did you do?” Mitsuya's furrowed brows hiding panic, head snapping towards Draken’s direction again as his eyes widened realizing what - or who - was the root cause of a secret that had no place in staying hidden.

Draken's eyes shifted away from you, the person that was not going to be around anymore for the next three years, or ever again, and captured another pair that had been searching his for the past 10 minutes. A colorful, yet quiet, chuckle slipped away seeing him laugh with the girl that deserved him more than you did - Emma Sano, the person that was never going to leave his side no matter what life was going to throw at them. The person that has loved Draken long before you even had the chance to.

“The hands I willingly placed him in.” happiness danced around the notes of your voice laced with sadness, pain trying to fight its way out through the cracks of a heart fated to love the person that has never been yours since the beginning.

Three years later, two people were standing in front of each other on the busy sidewalk outside the airport, studying the passing of time across their faces with small, soft smiles tugging at the lips that were yet to say a word.

Eyes melting into each other, hearts beating in a sync and rhythm known only by them, one hand reached to finally catch in its grasp the missing piece - that night before you left, Mitsuya was told a lie.

"It will pass before you know it, don’t worry."

As Draken stood before your very eyes, the reality of the lie hit into the depths of your soul, slipping through the cracks of a heart full of yearning - it had never truly passed.

Three years later, you loved him even more than when you had left.

[hoejosatoru]

your faves written by my faves

I believe all anime men can be categorized by if they were written by Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, or Ethel Cain. 

Characters: jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, chainsaw man, tokyo revengers, demon slayer, attack on titan, hunter x hunter, buddy daddies, MHA, hell’s paradise

CW for suggestive content, toxic relationship for Ethel Cain category. All characters are time skip as applies (ex Tokyo rev/haikyuu). MDNI 

Written by Taylor Swift

Sweet & Romantic. The boy next-door type. Friends to lovers vibe. The type to throw rocks at your window and get you to sneak out just to watch the stars. Writes you letters. So many of each other’s firsts. Feels like a fairytale. Can range from a soft and gentle love to one that's fast and exciting, depending on person/situation. Always holds your hand when walking. A strong, healthy relationship. Would literally rather die than upset you. Buys you flowers. Sends you songs he thinks you’ll love. Calls you sweetheart, baby, my love. Loved by your friends and family. Makes you believe in love.

Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Denji (I swear once he calms down a lil he’d be a great partner), Takemichi, Mitsuya, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Shinichiro, Hinata Shoyo, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Akaashi, Bokuto, Kageyama, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Kenma, 99% of the haikuu cast unless listed elsewhere, Giyu, Rengoku, Jean, Connie, Armin, Kurapika, Leorio, Kazuki, Hawks

“Can I tell you a secret?” your best friend asks. You’re laying out on a blanket, watching the stars. You look at him, admiring how they twinkle in his eyes.

“Of course.” 

“I think I love you.” He looks at you then, filling your chest with warmth. You’ve waited for him to say those words for so long, to name what has always existed between you.

“Can I show you what I think?” He nods eagerly. You lean in, pressing your lips to his. It is everything you always hoped it would be. He smiles into your kiss. “I think I love you, too.”

Written by Lana Del Rey

Sensual & Intense. Bad boy or hard exterior, but soft on the inside. Likes showing you off, but hates when other men look at you. Always has a hand on your lower back. Possessive, but in a controlling way. Dress slutty I can fight type. And he means it he will fuck anyone up for you. Makes you feel safe. Most likely to have a scandalous type of relationship (like an age gap, he has a bad reputation, etc). Probably has some sorta vice (smoking/drinking/fighting). High sex drive, he just can’t resist you :(. Probably has a daddy kink or is a dom (mostly soft/pleasure). Calls you princess, angel, pretty girl. Sometimes the relationship can be toxic, but you know the foundation is built on love. 

Draken, Mikey, Ran, Rindou, Wakasa, Baji, Taiju, Inui, Koko, Sanzu, Izana, Kakucho, basically all of tokyo rev unless listed elsewhere, Rei, Toji, Geto, Gojo, Nanami, Suna, Terushima, Atsumu, Ushijima, Coach Ukai, Aki, Kishibe, Tengen, Obanai, Sanemi, Akaza, Levi, Eren, Reiner, Zeke, Aizawa, Gabimaru, Yamada Asaemon Shion, Tenza

“Come ‘ere baby,” he calls to you. He’s been eyeing you in that little sundress all night and his will power has run thin. You stand between his legs, looking down at him with a soft smile. The setting sun twinkles against the chain around his neck, making him look extra handsome. His large hand is on the back of your thigh, sliding up higher and higher and- you gasp his name and he squeezes your ass under your dress.

“People are gonna see!” you whisper yell, gesturing to all your friends mingling in your backyard. He has a lazy smile on his face as he rubs circles on your inner thigh.

“Don’t care,” he says, “Can’t resist my pretty girl anymore.”

Written by Ethel Cain

Toxic & Addictive. A waling red flag, but baby you are color blind. You know you shouldn’t, but there’s just something about him. He’s addictive. Super possessive and controlling. Always has his hands on you. Leaves bruises. Most likely to be a criminal or something darker. Would kill for you. Swears he loves you and that's why he acts so crazy. Honestly brings out the crazy in you too. Super high sex drive, wants you all the time. Hard dom. Calls you my girl when feeling nice, slut when he isn’t. Says my slut when he’s somewhere in between. Codependent. Fuck everyone but us type.

Sukuna, Douma, Hantengu clones, Muzan, Gyutaro, Hanma, Aza Chobe, Chrollo, Feitan, hisoka, illumi

He has your jaw in his hands, squeezing. Hard. There’s a twisted smile on his face, one that makes your heart race and your thighs rub together. 

“You know you can never leave me, right?” he questions you. Though you know it is no question right. “You’re mine. Forever.” His hips have you pinned to the bed as he licks up your neck.

“All yours,” you reply. And you mean it. You were two halves of a fucked up whole. You loved him even if it drove you crazy.

His hand goes down your pants. “Good girl.”

[white-poppie]

𝟑:𝟎𝟑 𝐀𝐌

"Stop it," he whispers, tangling his fingers in your hair. The frayed gleams of moonlight illuminate his face; brows scrunched into a frown, yet you can see his flushed expression in the dark of the night.

"Stop what?"

"Understanding me so well," he hisses from between his teeth, eyes hazily opening and staring at you, yet his eyes are filled with such devotion that you feel like your heart might palpitate out of your chest.

"It feels as if you are reading through me; it's scary and I feel too exposed," he mumbled while nuzzling his nose on your shoulder, shaky breaths causing tremors on his chest.

You felt conflicted about whether you should laugh or not. Instead, you wrapped your hands around his waist.

"You are so much more than your confident and supporting self" you answered, “you are so much more stronger than that and you are allowed to have your weak moments.”

His hand sneaked in your t-shirt, rubbing circles with his thumb on the supple skin on your belly.

 “I just look at you and then realize I love you. It terrifies me; it terrifies me to think about what I would do for you," he mumbles placing open lipped-kisses on the exposed skin of your neck.  

 The hour of twilight  made him vulnerable. It made him crawl out of his shell and be who he really is. Not the extremely supportive and mature him, but its him without any filters-- the humane part of him, the loving part of him and the intimate part of him. The one you would gladly embrace of comfort, for as long as he needs. 

 Kuroo, Ushijima, Daichi, Iwaizumi, Akaashi, Kageyama, Kita, L lawliet, Mitsuya, Draken, Naoto, Kakucho, Bakugo, Izuku, Kirishima, Getou. Kurapika

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Synopsis: Your husband, Hanma Shuji is dead! You team up with Tachibana Naoto, Chifuyu Matsuno, Ryuguji Ken and Mitsuya Takashi, you go on a journey full of betrayals and twists. Can you find out what really happened to your husband?

Requests are open (*3*)  Reblog/like to give the author a hug (´;︵;)  

[dr4kenlvr]

listen i would kill for you to write something for draken.

so, i'm very lucky to have you + draken

*giddy noises*

prompt: "i'm very lucky to have you." + draken

nana's note: the way i'm also giggling with you hhehheuehu i will write for this man any time and every time no matter what so don't you worry !!!

draken couldn't lie about endulging himself in the smaller moments of your's and his relationship. he couldn't escape the way a tiny smile would creep its way onto his face everytime he woke up to you curled next to him, or the way you prepared him a quick dinner for an evening at the shop.

even now, when you're clad casually in his big tee and shorts, sitting behind him on the couch with your hands running through his blonde locks—draken finds himself falling even deeper into love with you.

you're talking mindlessly about your day; what you drank in the morning, how crazy your bedhair was, what you ate, the things you saw on your walk outside, and draken was nodding here and there to show you he was indeed, listening to all your little rambles.

your nails comb his scalp so delicately, he feels himself melt into your lap and the couch altogether in complete defeat. then, he speaks for the first time in a few minutes: "i'm very lucky to have you."

your ministrations stop on his head, causing him to open his eyes—big black orbs staring up at you with utter affection and admiration. he swore you looked so perfect at any angle and light. "why'd you stop, love?" he grins sheepishly.

you laugh breathlessly, "why did you say that all of a sudden, ken?"

"because—it's true," he gets up to face you properly, the eye contact suddenly becoming too intense for you. he caresses your cheek with his fingers, "i'm so damn lucky to have you."

[7inaa]

Boyf!sero // Boyf! Draken loves when you get new tooth gems every few months, he’s always like “smile for me baby” and geeks out at how pretty his baby is when you come back from the appointment into his black Mercedes’

[pocoyo-yo]

- smut, black!coded reader, f/m, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex, crying (y/n tho lol), crude language, mating press (pos.), overstimulation -

FRESHLY MANICURED NAILS clawed at the wrinkled pink sheets of your bed. your tangled, newly installed weave was sprawled across your many plump pillows. you were practically folded in half— ankles dangled by your ears and your body felt sticky with sweat and cum.

"take it, baby— give me another one 'n cum on this dick.."

his words went through one ear and out the other while he pounded his cock in your tight pussy. your toes curled at the feeling of overstimulation flowing through your veins— watering eyes flickering to the back of your head. you moaned softly and tears fluttered down your hot cheeks. everytime his wet cock split apart your creamy folds; you squealed— biting don hard on your bottom lip. the wet ripples of your skin with every slap of his hips against yourself filled the room.

"s— stop," you sobbed and hiccuped on moans as his thumb raked circles over your swollen clit. ".. 'can't cum no more! stop p— please!"

"yes you can— now shut the fuck up 'n take it, pretty." he grunted— harsh breaths left his red lips.

you furrowed your brows and glanced down. your tits bounced on par with each of his thrusts and your tummy jiggled— his pace was unforgiving. the pads of his rough fingers rubbed the sensitive bud which made little whimpers flow from your sore throat.

"no! no! i— i'm.." you jerked your hips back— the feeling was overwheming.

he pressed his body closer to your own— your arousal coated his dick with ever every thrust. a creamy, white ring formed around the base— his cum from previous rounds smeared on your inner thighs and leaked from your hole.

"ya wanted this— walked around like a slut in public just beggin' to get fucked," he raised his slightly hand and slapped your clit. "now you got my dick but y're still complainin.."

you whined, "I— I'm not! baby please..!"

"baby please," he mocked— a wide grin spreading across his face. ".. now make me cum— it's all yours, mama."

CHARACTERS - TOJI, SUKUNA, todo, reiner, CONNIE, eren, MIGUEL O'HARA, draken, HANMA, TAIJU, sanemi, AOMINE

[3-dsimp]

Could you do a drider breeding fic? Creampie and eggs. Size kink is a musttt. Maybe a bnha character? Whatever character you choose is cool just none of the villans pls. Btw your fics just ajrjdkndjekdndosn💖

A/n: I ended up doing a general smut Drabble hope that’s okay and thx you! (>^ω^<)

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Cw: 🔞NSFW MDNI🔞Fem reader! + Drider Male! breeding, tummy bulge, praise, overstimulation, eggs, size kink, pussydrunk, rough sex, cum inflation, creampie.

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Imagine him grinning widely as he ruthlessly slams you up and down onto his engorged cock. His muscles flexing with each movement while he relishes in your wetness gushing around him.

"Oh you’re such a good girl, taking my dick like a world champ I’m so proud you sweetheart~"

The man praised, whilst sticking his tongue out like a dog. A pussydrunk look apparent on his haggard features. While You were fucked out of your mind, completely full to the brim from his previous thick goopy loads of his sperm. Which leaked past his dick that served to be a temporary plug to keep all his spend inside of your flooded womb.

"Damn I can’t get enough of this sweet pussy she’s so tight, so perfect Princess. I could fuck you all night long and still not get my fix."

A low heated chuckle escaped his lips as he felt up your rounded belly. Which was sloshing with his eggs and cum of which he meanly crammed into you. Despite your whines of discomfort, he couldn’t resist bullying every inch of his pulsating meat inside your quivering quim. The telltale of his balls twitching against your ass for the fourth time in a row. Made your cunt clench pathetically around his throbbing shaft.

"Shh baby it’s okay I know how you love getting stuffed full of my cock. Daddy’s gonna give you one more load so make sure not to spill any of it mkay?"

He purred nipping at your nape as his hips continues to pump into you, his massive dick filling you up completely as he uses you like a fleshlight for his own pleasure. Your bodies moved together in a primal dance, lost in the moment. The only sounds were your collective harsh breathing and the wet slaps of flesh against flesh.

"Fuck yes! That's it, Take it all. Take everything I have to give. Mmh you’re such a good girl. Shit this pussy is to die for~"

He moaned in a breathy hiss as he manhandled you into a mating press and began to move savagely, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into you with a satisfying wet smack. Your walls clenched around him, milking his spurting penis for all he was worth.