#gang orca x reader lemon

[domxmarvel]

3K follower Boba shop event-My hero academia edition

Inspo:bestbakubros

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Start: March 1st 2023 End: March 20 2023

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Order:

Size

Base

Flavor

Topping

Dessert 

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Size:

Small-Headcanon

Large-Imagine

Base:

Milk tea-fluff

Green tea-angst

fruit tea-Smut

Flavor:

brown sugar-Shoto todoroki

Matcha -Izuku midoriya/Deku

Strawberry-Mina ashido

Green Apple-Tsuyu asui 

Orange-Tenya Iida

Lemon-Denki kaminari

Lychee-Eijiro kirishima

vanila-Mezou shoji

Plum-Kyouka Jiro

Peach-Momo Yaoyorozu

Taro-Tamaki Amajiki

blackberry-Fumikage Tokoyami

Mocha-Dabi/Toya todoroki

Watermelon-Himiko Toga

blueberry-Tomura Shigaraki

Mango-Hawks/Keigo takami

Coffee-Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead

Caramel-All might/ Toshinori Yagi

Banana-President mic/ Hizashi Yamada

Pudding (flan)-Fatgum/ Taishiro Toyomitsu 

Lavender-Hitoshi Shinso

acai-Gang orca/Kugo Sakamata

Coconut-Mirko/rumi Usagiyama

Passion Fruit-Vlad king/Sekijiro Kan

Raspberry-Mei Hatsume

Topping:

Boba-Gender neutral

Popping boba-Female 

Jelly-Male

Dessert:

Croissants- “You look really good in my clothes”

Pie- Short quick kiss,followed by pulling them in for a longer kiss

Macarons- “I love you”

Éclair-“You’re the most beautiful being on the earth”

Cannoli-hero x villain

Tarts-“Come back to bed”

cheesecake- "why did you do that?" "Because I love you!" 

Sponge cake-“You’re the only person I want to spend my life with”

Brownie-Cuddling 

cake pop-Sick 

S’mores-Birthday

Strawberry Shortcake-“This reminded me of you”

Gingerbread-“Can I kiss you?”

Honey Bun-“I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

Churro-“You promised!”

Cinnamon Twist-Praise 

Cookie Dough-Patching  them up 

Cotton Candy-Wedding

Caramel Apple-“You lied to me” “I did” “You told me you loved me” “I do”

Caramel Popcorn-spy

Carrot Cake-Fake dating

Cookie Sandwich-“What if someone sees us?”

Waffle-only one bed

Crepe-“I’ve never kissed someone before”

[quirkfics]

eager | gang orca

wordcount: 1569  warnings: smut, established relationship, belly bulge, penetrative sex, fingering, dirty talk, oral (just, lemon the whole way through) pairing: Gang Orca/Kugo Sakamata x Gender neutral reader note: Old but new fic! Written for the After Hours patreon way back when, with a very minor amount of sprucing up. I was.. tempted to wait til May to post it, because of MerMay stuff, but it’s been sitting almost done in here for a while. Enjoy!

Being able to work yourself open, to leave yourself messy and slick with lube has always been a prerequisite when it comes to fucking Kugo. His fingers are lovely, with the way his nails prick your skin, or how they curl behind your neck to pull you close, but they're far too sharp for tender places. Kugo's mouth is infinitely better, and the soft roll of his tongue against your most intimate parts? The thought never fails to leave you aching for want of him. Yet, to use his mouth, you both have to be patient, steady and slow. You've suffered more than one sharp knick from his razor-fine teeth, and you're not interested in taking that much time or holding that still. Not tonight. 

“Deeper,” Kugo says, voice so low and rough that you have to pause and take a breath, hand trembling, before you push your fingers into yourself as far as you possibly can. The noise it makes is obscene, and it's more than enough to have Kugo frozen in the midst of unbuttoning his suit jacket. “Back in,” he rasps, as soon as you attempt to pull your fingers out. “Hold still for a moment,” he adds and you have to clench around your own fingers, eyes fluttering momentarily closed. Kugo turns his attention back to divesting himself of clothes, moving to set each item carefully over the back of a clean chair.

The position you're in has your thighs trembling, and you must make some kind of low, desperate noise, because he glances at you over his shoulder. “All the way out, and in again,” he allows, eyes bright, and you follow his directions, breathing out slowly as you stretch yourself. He goes quiet again, angled so he can just barely see you. 

“Kugo?” You ask after a moment, watching him curl those sharp fingers around the chair back. His shoulders roll, and his biceps flex, before he finally let's go of the chair. He turns back to face you, cock thick and heavy between his thighs. The sight has you closing your eyes for a moment, and a choked moan escapes your lips as he crosses the room. “Please?” You gasp, when he comes to a stop at the end of the bed. 

“You're always so eager for it,” he murmurs, reaching down to take himself in hand. You breathe out a curse, thighs quivering while you watch that dark, sharp fingered hand stroke roughly over his shaft. He walks around the edge of the bed, eyes zeroed in on your panting mouth. “You can never wait to have me inside you.” You don't even attempt to deny it. The thought of that thick cock in your mouth, or of him thrusting up into the heat of you, has you absolutely salivating for it. Your teeth catch on your bottom lip, and you curl your fingers, lube squelching with the motion.

“Please, Kugo, I want you to fuck me. Want your cock. I wan—” a moan strangles your voice in your throat when Kugo reaches out, sharp nails terribly gentle on your scalp. He urges you closer to the edge of the bed, patient as you adjust yourself so you can reach him, fingers still slippery inside you. 

“Open your mouth,” he demands. Your lips part without hesitation, and then Kugo is guiding you towards his cock with a soft pressure against the crown of your head. He lifts himself, fingers curled around the dark length of it, stroking up to where the shaft fades into white, and the flush of palest pink. Kugo presses his cock head against your tongue, and groans when your lips close around him. He's too big for much more of him to fit in your mouth, but it's always fun to try. You suck, rolling your tongue against the smooth skin, making soft, impatient noises when he curses. “Look at that mouth of yours,” he growls, squeezing the base of his cock, rocking it gently out, brushing it against your teeth and lips, before he pushes back in. He continues the motion, jaw slowly dropping as he watches his cock disappear into your mouth, his sharp teeth gleaming in the half light. You hum softly, eyes fluttering closed, and simply lose yourself in the sensation of him, slick skin sliding over your lips. There's a small pulse against your tongue—he's getting harder—and then Kugo is pulling away. The motion is too fast, leaving you messy with saliva, drips of it on your chin, and before you can even think to wipe it away, Kugo is pushing you back onto the bed. You go without a fight.  

“Will you—” You start, but Kugo shushes you, a single finger pressed to your mouth for maybe a second, before he starts to pull away. The curl of his nail catches against your bottom lip though, and you can't resist flicking your tongue out to taste. He chuckles, and reaches down to gently tug at your wrist, silently urging you to pull your fingers out of yourself.

“You'll get what you want,” he assures you, voice deep and steady—and then he's breathing in sharply, watching your fingers come out messy and dripping. The sudden emptiness leaves you aching, but Kugo's careful hands are stroking up your thighs, parting them as he kneels on the bed. You wriggle, even though you know you won't be left wanting. 

He starts off slow, taking your slick hand and curling it around his cock, putting the remnants of lube to good use. The feel of him, wonderfully hot and heavy, curving in your hand, makes you even more eager than before.

“Please, Kugo?” You ask, squeezing, angling the hard length of him towards what you really want. “I've been waiting, I've been good—oh, fuck. Fu-” The soft rub of his cock against you has you trembling, legs spreading even further, and then he pushes, and all you want to do is arch your hips, urge him to go faster, but-

“You're always good for me,” he rasps, slowly working himself inside you, in and out, and further in, on every thrust. You lay back, biting at your bottom lip, fisting your hands in the sheets near your head to keep yourself from interrupting. Kugo is slow and steady, pushing until you're gasping, his hands sliding up your thighs and then curling around your hips, anchoring you. You feel almost too full now, and still, he can't fit all of himself inside you. “So good, so-” He rolls his hips, and his eyes fall closed when he bottoms out, nails pricking into your skin. Kugo stops, just taking a moment to breathe, and you know he’s giving you time to adjust to his girth, but you just want more. More movement, more noise, as much of him as he’s willing to give, filling you up, over and—your brain short circuits, desire overriding any attempt to plan things out.

“Fuck me,” you plead, breath leaving you in a rush as you lift your hips. Your abdomen bulges slightly, too full, and then, finally, Kugo is moving. He leans over you, hands sliding up your body until he’s tweaking your nipple with one hand and bracing himself on his other forearm. 

“No please?” He asks, voice low and strained, but teasing. If the light were better, you’re sure you would spy a smile in his eyes. Instead you’re hyper focused on the feeling of his cock almost slipping out of you as he pulls back, and then, with one swift thrust, he’s back inside, and you can’t stop talking. 

“Yes, yes, please, all of it. Give me, give-” You grunt, eyes falling closed as he starts rocking into you steadily, just a little faster than before. “Want all of you, just, Kugo!” He’s gentle, careful, even while he fucks you, and the sharpness of his teeth against your shoulder has your arousal spiking. You let go of the sheets, sliding one of your hands up the side of his face, reaching towards his dorsal fin and scream when he bottoms out inside you again, teeth pressing harder into your skin. “Kugo, Kugo, I’m gonna come, fuck, fuck!” 

He doesn’t let up, hips slapping against the back of your thighs as he fucks you through orgasm. There’s a harsh groan against your shoulder, his wide tongue laving over the marks he’s left, and then Kugo is pulling back, just enough to see your face, bracing himself on both forearms. “I couldn’t wait to watch—watch you fall apart,” he rasps, and maybe you’re oversensitive, with your legs still shaking, but everything, his cock inside you, the press of his body ; it feels hotter. Blistering. “I’ve been able to think of little else,” he adds, and then his pace skips. His hips stutter, thrusts becoming choppy, and then you’re full again, gasping and messy as he comes inside you, sharp fingers curling into the sheets. Kugo is moaning, forehead pressed to yours, and one more sharp thrust has you cursing, and then laughing, soft and pleased, when he slumps onto you with a sigh. “Something amusing?” He asks, but he sounds like you, content, relaxed. 

“Happy,” you murmur, pressing a small kiss to his nose. “Potentially looking forward to another round. After cleanup?” Kugo pulls back, looking down at the mess he’s made of you with a pleased expression. 

“Most definitely.”

[love-toxin]

day 6, hair-pulling; gang orca.

a/n: kinktober day 6. possessiveness, office relationships, sugar daddy gang orca, hair-pulling, office sex, rough sex, creampie, belly bulges, blood, biting, lemon. 

word count: 1.4k

“S-Sakamata-san-”

A cry ripped its way through your throat, as Kugo yanked you back once again, a fistful of your hair wrapped around his hand.

“We’re lovers now, little one. Speak my name as you would any other...call me as I am. There is no need for formalities...not while I’m so deep inside you.”

The slapping of skin echoed throughout his office, as well as the noises of his desk as it was shoved forth by his thrusts, and the groans deep in his chest as he continued to spear you on his huge, almost monstrous cock. Ribbed and slick and thick, a weapon easily just as deadly as his terrifying quirk. 

Despite once fretting terribly at the thought, you were certain now that the others in his office could hear everything that was going on behind the locked door in front of you. You had been warned, months ago, that there was a reason Gang Orca had never had a proper secretary...and with your hips pinned to his desk, and an endless rush of fluid streaming down your shaky legs, you now knew the reason why. 

“...Speak my name. Let me hear it from your lips...let me know that you’re just as joyous as I am for our union..” 

His grip tightened, and you cringed at the way he pulled back further, your scalp sore from how hard he had been tugging your hair up until now. He seemed to know his own strength, but only somewhat, when it came down to you having an intimate relationship together. He would never handle you roughly enough to bleed or scar, he was too much of a gentleman...but up until now, you had no idea how far Sakamata was going to take this. If these possessive, honey-soaked confessions were real...or if they were just part of the fantasy, the one that included you submitting to his every whim. 

“Kugo...i-it...it feels good, Kugo..”

When the pro hero groaned, it reverberated through the floor, and rumbled everything in the room so that even a few books came tumbling down from their shelves. You felt his cock slip in further than before, now enough to prod at your flesh from the inside out, and produce a bump in your stomach that looked as though you might have been with child. You moaned out loud this time, because you knew--there was no way on earth Gang Orca’s lackeys hadn’t heard what was going on. Though, if they hadn’t known about your relationship with the boss by now, they must have been completely oblivious to his behavior these last few weeks.

From the day you had started at his office, transferred there by recommendation of the agency you were part of, Kugo Sakamata had been nothing but entirely kind to you--if not overly kind. He forgave any mistakes at once, he brought coffee for you despite staying away from the drink himself, he paid for your lunches nearly every day...and that had only been the start. Soon enough he started insisting on you eating lunch together, alone in his office, so you could talk privately. He paid your rent and insurance every month, your expenses all added to his personal bills. He bought you a premier car that cost more than you’d ever make in a lifetime, and recently even gave you your own credit card in his name. Within just a month of working for him, you felt more like a glorified doll than a minimum-wage secretary, especially with the suspiciously ill-fitting uniform he had soon requested you wear. 

And then, he had slipped his hand between your legs in his office, when you had come to drop off his paperwork. And everything had just spiraled out of your control by then.

“My sweet...you swept up my heart the moment you walked in the door to this agency. I always knew, deep in my heart, that the love of my life would appear before me with time...and now that I have you, I never intend to let you leave.”

He fingered the soft strands of your hair in his hand, the brief moment of gentleness disturbed when he yanked your head back again, this time forcing your mouth open with his huge, smothering tongue. It was more like a tentacle than anything else, sloshing and stifling your cries, and slithering through your lips to stuff itself down your throat. You kicked and thrashed, and tears pricked at your eyes, but it was honestly fruitless--you might die in the moment, a cock shoved up your twitching hole, and the number eleven hero’s tongue choking you into a stupor, and it would have been a fitting death for a slut like you. 

When you had started considering yourself a slut, you couldn’t pinpoint exactly. Maybe it was around the time you had started moaning through the tears, and came so hard around his cock that it, paired with the lack of air, nearly made you pass out as you were being fucked into oblivion. But after enough exploration, his tongue retracted, and your head met the desk with a thunk. You went limp in his hold, your hair slipped from his grip sometime in between. Right now, with cum dripping down your legs and hot breath on the back of your neck, you felt more like a human fleshlight than the perfect lover Kugo had made you out to be. 

“...You look exhausted, my dear. Come, sit up on my lap.”

Once his hips had stilled, and he pulled out of you with a wet, squelching sound, your heart already dropped into the pit of your stomach at the unusual feeling. Sakamata picked you up like you weighed nothing and you knew, without having to look, that your once pure and innocent hole had been completely resized at this point by his monster of a cock. It really felt like there was no going back...and as he sank you down on his dick once again, sitting back in his desk chair, you knew that the only one that would be able to please you would forever be Kugo Sakamata. 

“Kh..K-Kugo...Kugo..”

The ribbings on the underside of his cock ground into you even harder from this angle, and it felt as though the tip had pressed in so far, he was fucking your belly instead of your slick, sloppy mess of a cunt. Your partner’s hand slid up around your throat, keeping you steady for a moment before he reached up even further to cup your jaw and guide you to look up at him.

“You would be such an admirable hero, my love...but your place in this world is beside me. You’ve taken all I have to give so far, I’m so proud...so take this last gift from me my love, and please don’t fret. I will handle the mess.” 

He started petting your hair, grunting at your weak whimpers of pleasure...until eventually, his gentleness subsided again, and he wrapped your hair loosely around his hand to jerk your head aside, leaving the side of your neck open and vulnerable. And at this point, you had realized that his power was simply overwhelming--so when his thrusting stopped and heat gushed through your cunt, he sunk those knife-like teeth into your skin, and blood started streaming off your shoulder and down your chest, you didn’t try to fight the pain. It felt pretty...cathartic, after all. 

You couldn’t bear to move your limbs after such an experience, it just felt impossible. But, that didn’t prove to be a problem, as Kugo let you sit while he retrieved a handkerchief from his pocket, and used it to stem the blood that pulsed from your wounds. 

“K-Ku..Kugo, it’s...it’s too much...I’m too full..”

Your voice came out in soft, breathy gasps, as he’d still been letting out spurts of cum every few seconds, filling you even further when you thought you had taken all you could. It had long dripped down the sides of his cock, still buried snugly within you, staining his suit pants that looked more expensive than he had let on...and yet he still didn’t pull out. Gang Orca’s hand came down on your head, patting it like he might an adorable little kitten...and to your combined shock-horror, he reached over to his phone to click one of the buttons, and spoke into it for his assistant on the other end.

“Please, tell Endeavor and Toshinori that I will be a few minutes late to the council. I must stop at home first--my secretary isn’t feeling well, you see…”

[magpie-scribbles]

Under White Sateen

Pairing: Reader X Gang Orca

Rating: E

Warnings: Public sex, blowjobs, drunkenness (consensual)

 The event had been one of the ritziest you had ever been to, the sheer amount of wealth that most likely went into just decorating the entryway alone could have probably funded you for a whole year. Though, you were a woman of expensive tastes as it was so perhaps less.   

And as a woman of expensive tastes you couldn’t help take advantage of the array of wines and champagnes that glittered like crystal chandeliers on white draped tables. This of course also meant you might have gotten a little tipsy, nothing you couldn’t handle; but...with wine and glorious spirits came your insatiable need to be overly affectionate to your date.

Kuugo was doing well with putting up with your admittedly alluring advances, ever the gentleman in front of your fellow Heroes, even as you slipped your heels off under the table; scooting forward in your plush seat to press the ball of your foot to his groin. He was in the middle of talking to Yuu and Ryuko, and while his voice never wavered, you felt him tense up and slouch forward a bit in his chair. 

You continued to gently knead him and swish your wine around in it’s glass while he retained his composer in front of your colleagues. But beneath the table, beneath your foot, you could feel him… twitching to life and hardening. Kuugo was a big man, if he had to stand up for any reason there would be no hiding his arousal. 

You smirked when you caught his quick sideways glance at you; oh you were in so much trouble you felt yourself flush further and your panties dampen.

Then the Commissioner was calling for everyone to take their seats so they could begin the event. In the commotion and scuttle to reach seats you slipped easily beneath the table; shielded by fine white sateen. You knew Kuugo had seen you ease yourself beneath the table, you went as graceful as you could have (well as gracefully as you could have with a few glasses of wine in you), the look he sent you as you ducked down was intoxicating; hot coals burning bright, daring you to continue, urging you to.

As you settled onto the carpet you heard the muffled sounds of your expected table mates greeting Kuugo, and then finally.

“Ah, where is Y/LN?”

Above comes your date’s rumbling voice. 

“She stepped out for a call, sounded rather important.” 

Oh how it made you giddy to hear him lying through his teeth; just a little fib but Kuugo never lied, and it sent a thrilling spike of heat through your bones.  

“Ah well I hope everything is alright!” the reply comes and then the sound of shuffling, your guests sit down,luckily the the table was rather large so you didn’t have to worry about brushing up against anyone as you began your...activities.

A moment more of shifting and murmuring before the Commissioner cleared his throat once again to gain everyone's attention; you were already bored of what he had to say. 

You moved closer, tucking yourself into the space between Kuugo’s spread legs; you could feel the heat radiating off him as you settled; your palm coming out to stroke along the length of his thigh teasingly. He didn’t move a muscle, no knock to try and remove your naughty touch, or jump in retaliation; however you did see the tent in his pants twitch and grow. You couldn’t help but grin at this, you had so much control at this moment it made your head fuzzy. 

You teasingly massage along his thighs, kneading the flesh and muscle, watching greedily as his pants become tighter and tighter as you continued. Then his hand sneakily reached under the table and you deciding to only be a further minx caught his thumb in your hot mouth, sucking on the thick digit, reveling in the way your tongue smoothed over the roughness of the pad of his thumb.

He doesn’t allow you to tease for much longer, instead digging his sharp claw into your tongue, dangerously close to drawing blood, his other fingers curling around your jaw tugging you forward roughly until your nose was pressed against him. The heat that coursed through you was almost unbearable and you could feel yourself ruining you favorite pair of panties with your slick. 

You knew that playtime was over, and to be honest you were drooling for the main course anyway. With shaky, excited hands you reach up, grabbing onto his belt buckle and undoing it as quietly as you could. Honestly you be more than happy to be found out as Gang Orca’s little slut but Kuugo had a reputation to uphold and you were certainly respectful of that. 

You managed to get the belt off without incident, rather pleased with yourself, however you hadn’t expected the zipper to be so loud and you bit your lip as you eased it down. But finally he was unzipped and oh he wasn’t wearing any boxers! Did he plan for something like this to happen all along? You felt a feral grin split your face, you definitely would have to tease him about this later... But you had work to do now.

Gently you drew him out of his lovely pressed suit pants, marveling at the size of him, even though you’d seen him more times than you could count. You couldn’t even get your fingers fully around it and it had you positively giddy as you gave a languid stroke. You knew it probably wasn’t a great idea to tease too long, after all who knew how long the Commissioner would carry on for, and while they usually droned on for a bit you didn’t necessarily want to push your luck. 

Behaving somewhat for the first time that night you gave him a few more pumps, making sure to reach every part of him before, adjusting yourself and pressing his tip to your plump lips. You kissed and nipped at the head, feeling him twitch in your grasp; then slowly, ever so slowly, you pushed him passed your lips, stifling your own moan as you tasted him. 

You began a languid pace, getting used to his girth all over again, with each bob of your head you tried to take more and more of him in. You knew you wouldn’t be able to fit all of it, not here, not now; when the two of you were in the privacy of your own homes you had all the time in the world to relax and prep and get in the right mind set. But here under the dining table at a fancy event surrounded by dozens of your peers, you couldn't get in the right head space to take him completely. 

It didn’t matter, it was still perfectly debauched and you loved it. You took as much as you could, trying to keep your gagging and slurping to a minimum, but fuck you couldn’t help it, he was too good.

You could feel your own spit dripping down your chin and onto your chest; at least your attire was low cut enough that you were just dribbling on yourself and not you expensive gown. You licked along the thick vein running along the underside of his cock; he twitched in your mouth and you feel him harden further; you knew he wouldn’t last much longer and it only spurred you on. 

His hand was suddenly at your head and oh! He’s threading his fingers through your hair, tugging you closer, but still careful enough to not overwhelm you. Your head absolutely swam when you feel the slight cant of his hips and his grip on you tightened further; you’re desperate for him to fill your mouth, so ready.

A few more bobs of your head and his grip was near painful and then...he’s flooding your mouth; it’s so much you can barely keep up as you try to swallow shot after shot. It was absolutely perfect.

He pet your head when he finished, and you swallowed that last of him down, rather pleased that you managed to keep yourself relatively clean.

You sat back on your heels, head still fuzzy with lust when you have a sudden realization, how the hell were you going to get out from under the table without anyone noticing? 

Tucking Kuugo back into his pants and zipping him back up, you try to figure out what you were going to do. But to be honest you were too lust addled and tipsy to think of anything.

You feel a tap on your shoulder and you turn to see Kuugo’s clawed hand thumbing to the left, towards the chair you should have been sitting in

“Is that All Might?” you heard his voice rumble from above and then the creak of chairs as people turned their seats to look. 

You scuttled out in the direction he had motioned, climbing into your chair a little less gracefully than you would have liked, but from what you could tell no one had seen you.

“Ah, I must have been mistaken.” he said once you were settled, and the party at the table readjusts in their seats.

“Oh! Y/LN you’re back I hope everything is - what happened to your hair?” Uwabami asked.

Shit you didn’t know she had been one of your table guests; and your hair?? Oh shit, Kuugo!

“Oh um, it’s crazy windy outside! It came out of nowhere, haha, hope it dies down by the time this is over!” you waved her off, you thought that sounded convincing enough.

“And your lipstick?”

You could faint, but that would be admitting you had something to hide.

“It’s very, VERY windy.”

[teddi-too]

Masterlist

Hello fellow internet creatures - as I begin to put more of my writing on here I wanted to make a masterlist to make it easier to find things. PLEASE NOTE: This is an 18+ blog and much of the original content and reblogs are NSFW. Please do not follow or interact if you are under 18.

Monsters & OCs

Demon x GN! Reader (Lemon) Shadow x AFAB F! Reader (Lemon) Male Minotaur x GN! Reader(Lemon)

Fanfiction

My Hero Academia

Endeavor Hawks Omegaverse HCs (slightly NSFW) Gang Orca x GN! Reader (comfort, slightly NSFW)

Mystic Messenger

Yoosung X GN! Reader (fluff)

[whats-her-quirk]

can you make a gang orca x reader lemon, I know not very many people write for him, so I understand if you don't want to

No, sorry, I’m not taking requests and I don’t write for him anyway.

[tommybaholland]

Would you do a gang orca x reader lemon, I know a lot of people don't write for him

hi, thanks for requesting! while i admit that gang orca has a certain ‘je me sais quoi’ factor for a literal aquatic animal, i do not (currently) write for him. although even if i did, i’m assuming you mean smut and i only take nsfw requests on patreon. sorry about that!

[love-toxin]

Would Yandere Gang Orca have a breeding kink?

Gang Orca wouldn't exactly have a breeding kink, but more of a….mating kink.

Children are but an afterthought. His attitude towards them is positive, of course--who wouldn't want the children of the one they loved after all, and he will want them eventually--but they aren't the driving force behind his desire.

No, his instincts incline him more towards mating with you than anything else.

Sex is just such a sacred act, a bond between two people that is never fully forgotten, and Kugo craves that. He needs a stamp of his ownership on you, a sign that you aren't just his lover, but his soulmate--and though he is plenty the romantic outside of the bedroom, when it comes time for intimacy, nothing is held back.

His thrusts are deep. His teeth will draw blood. He will slow down if you beg, but he won't stop--no, he loves you too much to ever give you less than everything he has. Kugo will make you scream for him, and when you're close to unconsciousness, he will cum so deeply inside you your vision will go white. You deserve all he has to offer, even if it pushes your body to the absolute limit.

You won't get protection with him, at least not physically--even if you tried, he's torn more condoms than you could ever count, so you may as well be using nothing at all. In the beginning, he wouldn't object to you using some form of birth control--but it won't last forever. When you commit yourself to him, you receive so many gifts, and endless privileges...and preventing the possibility of him impregnating you is taken away for good.

And with how much he cums inside you, not willing to waste even a drop of it, it will only be a matter of time before your belly starts to grow. He'll be eager to put a ring on your finger, if he hasn't done so already. The pieces will just fall into place; first having your wedding, then watching the birth of your child, then moving in together and growing your family even bigger...and soon enough you'll watch your husband getting a firm handshake, as his colleagues laugh and congratulate him on snagging such a cute wife and giving you such beautiful babies.

No one would ever think of Gang Orca, one of the most villainous-looking heroes, to enjoy a life with such comfort and domesticity.

But with a mate like you...anything could be possible for a hero like him.

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Thrill for my gentle giant Gang Orca

“Perhaps like-” Kugo’s hands close around your hips, lifting you effortlessly, and a thrill zips up your spine as he pulls you onto his lap. You can’t help but shudder with eagerness, balancing yourself against his chest. “Will this work?” He asks you, sounding as breathless as you feel. 

“Yeah, I think-” But you’re not sure you have the brain cells left to truly think. All you can do is feel, and move, and do you best not to melt against him.

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Gang orca, ache

“You make me ache,” Kugo tells you, voice dark and low as he drags a knuckle over your chest. “The way you say my name,” he adds, fingernail snagging at the bottom of your shirt. “The way you touch me,” he continues, watching the material fray and tear when he tugs. He lifts his gaze to your face. “What would you like to do about it?”

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oh! maybe 10 + gang orca? 😊

You've tried to get your answer across, wordless and desperate, with actions and noises, but Kugo isn't having any of it. His hand curls around the back of your neck, fingernails pricking, keeping you still and looking up at him.

"You have to say it," he urges you, and tilts your head so he can lick a stripe up your throat. "Say it for me."

You can barely focus, but somehow you manage to eek out a small, strangled: "Yes."

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May I hab Gang Orca x fem reader lemon? I like it when he is described in the beginning as nervous and shy because he is never really seen as relationship material because of.. Yknow.. whale-man. Then, as it progresses, he gets gets all animalistic and really connects with his roots as an actual animal. Almost like he kinda goes into a trance or something (he can still talk but it’s very crude) Breeding kink would also be a plus lol Thank you so much 🥰🥰🥰

Hi love! I'm sorry I actually dont do requests 🙁 I just write in my spare time for funsies. Sorry to disappoint! I do occasionally write stuff for Gang Orca though! So maybe in the future you'll see some stuff for him on my blog 💕💕💕