#ken ryuuguji x y/n

[jaegerbby]

➳ triggered

--͙[ken ryuguji x female! reader]-͙-

╰┈➤ word count; 12,944

╰┈➤ rundown; in all the years you've known draken, he has only loved one girl but that doesn't mean he'll let you be with someone else.

╰┈➤ caution; TOXIC DYNAMIC. possessive! toxic! draken, dubcon/coercion, fwb to something more?, parental character death, tw/emma (lol), manhandling, emotional manipulation, abusive undertones, threats with a gun, mentions of suicide, slight mitsuya x reader, alcohol mentioned, face fucking, oral sex (m&f), unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, cervix fucking, belly bulge mentioned, baby trapping, impregnation, use of the word slut. draken is a literal head case in this. he gets mad when you call him draken (as he should?)

not proof read !

you almost drop your phone when the nurse tells you about your mother's condition. "ma'am, are you there?" your lips tremble, a hum leaving you because you do not trust yourself enough to speak.

"she's in room 34, level 12. you'll be further informed when you arrive." you swallow hard, feeling your chest tighten. "thank you." it is all you can manage to say before you end the call.

your relationship with your mother is strained to say the least but the thought of her bleeding out all alone makes you sick. the last memory she has of you is bitter words.

you hurriedly pull on jeans and a shirt draken left. his scent is enough to comfort you. you dial his number while running down the stairs of your apartment complex.

the cold air meets your skin and it seems all your impulsive actions are foolish.

"ken!" you are too emotional and you need him here. you can hardly keep yourself sane, every thought in your head is blaming you. you are not the best person, you know that but did you deserve something so cruel?

"what's wrong?" the sound of his deep voice alone, makes you relax. you grip the fabric of your his shirt. "my mom is in the hospital." your words come out in a flurry, jumbled and confusing.

you cannot quell the panic that fills you.

"hey, calm down." it is soothing, draken always knows what you need.

"breathe." you take deep breaths as he guides you, clutching your chest and nodding though he is not here to see. "now, tell me what happened. i'll come."

somehow, you feel lighter, "my mom's in the hospital... can you take me?"

"give me five. don't worry, okay?" you hum shakily as you slump on a bench and bury your face in your hands.

you sit there, cold and tired. you wish you could let yourself be consumed by sleep and this would be a bad dream.

that in the morning you would not have this guilt weighing on your shoulders.

the words 'five minutes' spiral in your thoughts because it certainly felt like hours. you fidget before messaging him. one after the next, asking where he is, if he is coming, why he lied.

though, it is left unanswered. he does not reply much less open it. your lips tremble, squeezing your fists so tightly you almost break skin.

you do not want to cry but it is all getting to you. as much as you fight it, you break.

loudly sobbing, roughly drying your face but it is coated with fresh tears a second after.

you keep telling yourself that he will come. you conjure up some stupid excuse for him because he never does it himself. it is times like this where you wonder if anything he said was genuine.

you need him here and he let you down. you should have expected it, he did it before. for someone who was more important that you, who would always be more important than you.

"yn?" you are sure you look horrible with blood shot eyes and messy hair. you are not able to move, simply staring as mitsuya parks his bike.

he is so kind, you do not deserve it. he hurriedly steps towards you, his eyes softening when a fresh stream of tears slip down your face.

"are you okay?" he tugs off his jacket, wrapping it around you before he kneels down and grips your hands. he immediately rubs them with his.

he tries to make you warm but all you feel is cold.

you should not ask, you are hurt enough but it is on the tip of your tongue.

it slips.

"where's ken?" you mumble when he guides you to stand. your eyes staring up at him, wide and tear filled.

"draken? he's with emma," it hits you like a freight train and it hurts more because you knew. you got the answer you were expecting but your chest still aches.

mitsuya's large palms cup your cheeks, swiping at the tears. his face coated in worry, "why are you crying?"

"my mom's in the hospital. can you take me? please." you are cut off when he tugs you against him. gentle as he strokes your hair and tries to ease your pain.

you sob into his chest, every part of you feels broken. your fists tangling in the fabric of his t-shirt and you press against him more. it should be draken.

you hate how desperately you wish he was holding you instead.

"i will, don't cry." he mutters into your hair, squeezing you before he lets you go. his fingers lace with yours as he guides you to his bike.

your head is filled with tumultuous excuses, anything to make you believe ken has a good reason.

he does not, he never did. not a word leaves you as mitsuya drives. even though your hands grip his clothes, desperately searching for something to keep yourself afloat.

when you are at the hospital, you feel like you are out of your body.

"i'll wait for you outside," mitsuya says, releasing your shoulders, having taken you to the room. the sight of your mother laying in bed unconscious, countless tubes and machines connected to her.

you fall to your knees, begging, pleading for her to get up. she is all you have left and you hardly see her.

you grasp her hand, you were seldom given that opportunity before. she is as cold as it is outside, maybe the weather was preparing you to feel her skin.

she is as cold as she acted to you your whole life and yet you cry for her to wake up. scream that she would at least open her eyes and tell you to stop your whining. she does not.

your heart breaks for the second time that night.

---

ken <3: come over

yn: not in the mood rn

ken <3: i just want you here

you thought he would at least apologise but when has draken ever?

he does not acknowledge it, he moves on like you mean nothing. like your feelings are none of his concern.

you were friends before this.

all this arrangement showed was how little he valued you. you know he loves emma and you know he is just fucking you. he would never feel more. not when it comes to you

you always see the hearts in his eyes whenever emma comes around, sometimes you wish he would look at you that way. others, you wish you never got involved with him in the first place.

it is so easy to be swayed when it comes to him. it is almost embarrassing how easily he can get you to give in.

you tell yourself you will leave the sorrow for the morning and you find yourself at his apartment.

you hate the way he smiles when he opens the door for you.

you hate how good he looks in that stupid tank top that is fitted to his body like a second skin.

you hate how he wraps you in his arms and presses a kiss to your cheek like he did not break your heart just last week.

you shrug him off, pulling the thin jacket from your shoulders and sitting on the couch.

"why'd you cook so much?" you mutter, watching him huff as he drops down next to you. you wish you could move away because he is too close.

he is in your space. his thigh is against yours. when it comes to draken, you are too weak and you have long known it would be your downfall.

"i know you haven't been eating." he scoops some of the rice and lifts the spoon to your mouth. you wish your heart did not flutter, that he was not able to break you down and build you up with such little fanfare.

you let him feed you, silently hurting at his smile. how it reveals his sharp k9s and that stupid chip in his front tooth that he got when you were kids play fighting.

you reach for the bowl and draken's expression falters. he swallows before running a hand through his dark hair. all he does is watch you eat, he tries to make conversation but your answers are brief. you wish he tried harder, that he tried when you needed him.

there is no excuse to give when you are finished eating. you are about to stand when draken stops you.

your body still responds to his touch, jitters wash over your skin. he always has some effect on you.

"you've been avoiding me. you know i don't like that," he is annoyed, it is eerie how calm he is physically when his voice sounds so threatening.

he does not have any right to be mad at you. your face sets in a scowl, "well, i don't like being lied to." you should not provoke him and from the way his jaw clenches, you can tell you are treading on dangerous territory.

"what?" his head tilts. you did not want to fight with him, you never fought with him for years.

there are so many things you let him get away with but it was never this deep. it never hurt you this badly. you have gone too far to stop now.

"you lied to me," you should have been done with him from that night on but when have you ever been able to leave draken alone? you are upset yet you are here, in his apartment looking him dead in his eyes and for the first time he looks angry with you.

"it's been a week, why are you still mad?" he has never looked at you with such an expression before. not with such narrow eyes or such a piercing glare.

"because you told me you'd come! you said you'd be there." your body feels hot with anger as you stand. "you said not to worry. well guess what, my mom isn't here anymore. you were right, one less thing to worry about."

your blood is boiling. for the first time his presence does not calm your nerves. instead, the longer you stare at him, the more infuriated you feel.

"don't blame me, you never got along with her when she was around. i didn't cause that." his lips pull back, he roughly grips your arm as he leans down to level your gaze.

"it's my fault because i waited for you. you always disappoint me but i waited for you." your finger presses into his chest. it is accusatory because the one behind your broken heart is at the end of your nail.

"you're being dramatic." he scoffs, tongue in his cheek while he looks away from you.

"am i? you're the one who said you'd come for me but what happened?" you shove at his shoulder when he rolls his eyes and remains silent. "what happened, draken?" the glare he sends you is deadly.

"did emma call? did you forget all about me the second she called your name? did you run to her when i'm the one that needed you?"

he breathes hard, you swear you see steam coming from him. he grips your upper arms and roughly shakes you.

"yes, you fucking know that so why do you keep asking?" he says it despite all the years you have known each other, regardless of any moment you have together. like all of it is insignificant.

it stuns you for a minute. you knew, yet it still makes your heart ache to hear him say it. you lose your composure entirely for that minute.

he loves emma and you are just a girl he fucks on the side. draken does not care for you any more than he needs to, emma is always going to be his priority.

you did not hold a candle to her flame. no matter how much you dream about it, you do not think you ever would. you grit your teeth, pushing his arms away and stumbling back.

"don't look at me like that," he sighs. his hands swipe over his face before they settle in his hair and he grips at the roots. he is incredibly conflicted, it is typical for him to draw you into his arms when that expression is on your face. though he has never been the reason behind it before.

your ears feel like they are ringing, you are struggling to hold back the tears that fill your eyes. you hate him, you wish you did. hating him is momentary, it is fleeting. your hate never lasts.

"you're a fucking asshole and i hate you." all you both want from this moment is to hurt each other.

"yeah right. say that the next time you're sucking my dick." he sneers. your eyes flicker, face contorting in disgust.

you feel sick. you wonder why you are still here. you truly do not want to throw away all those years you spent by his side. but what good is there fighting for something that can never be?

you hurriedly gather your things with one fleeting glance over his living room.

you swear this is the last time you will be here.

maybe one last grace is what you need to get over him.

draken breathes heavily, holding your wrist as he tries to bring you into his arms. for the first time you fight it, that is all it would take to break your resolve.

"fuck off!" he stares at you in shock. those pretty eyes are blow wide, you never shout at him. "God knows what was going through my mind when i agree to fuck someone like you."

you shove at his chest but it does not move him in the slightest. all it does is relight his anger.

he nears you despite how many times you try to distance yourself. "i don't need you. you think it would make a difference if you left?" cause at the end of it, you know emma is the only one that matters to him.

every word is clear, he enunciates it all because he wants you to be in pain, he wants you to go home and cry over him like you always do.

your whole body tenses, teeth grinding together because you can practically feel the ache in your chest grow more intense. you can feel your heart tear apart. why do you always get hurt in the end?

"fuck you, draken." that is the last thing you say, maybe it is synonymous for 'it's over' but you have never truly been done with him.

you push past him and it is only so easy because he lets you. he lets you leave, you wish he would stop you. you are stupidly hoping he will pull you back to him and tell you he is sorry.

unbeknownst to him the tears are already falling down your cheeks as you storm out of his apartment and slam the door. it feels like you are suffocating, like a second longer in that hell hole would asphyxiate you to death.

you cannot stand the thought of being around him right now yet you know if he apologises you will fall back into his arms.

you feel like throwing up all the food you ate. you feel like he ripped your heart from your chest and tore it to pieces. you flinch at the sound of him cussing, broken glass and stomping emanate from behind the door.

the closer it gets, the more your heart aches. you do not want to see him, you do not think you can handle being near him right now.

your breath shakes as you turn on your heel and run towards the staircase. you desperately needed to be anywhere but here.

--

you stare at the door while your heart is in your throat.

"baby, open up." he bangs on it and you sit curled up on the couch wondering if seeing him is worth the pain that will follow.

tears stream down your face when you shut your eyes. "are you seriously not going to let me in?" he raises his voice, roughly twisting the knob and sucking his teeth. he huffs in exasperation.

"i'm sorry, okay? i'm sorry, just open the fucking door." draken speaks lowly. he does not want to alert the people in your apartment complex.

you are stupid.

for him at least because you do as he says.

you barely turn the lock and he forces it open. you see him and all you remember are the things he said last night.

"fuck, how much did you cry?" his thumb strokes beneath your swollen eyes.

you shove his hand away, "why are you here?"

"c'mon, baby, don't be like that." he always ruins you like this. when you try to get away all he does is bring you back.

and you go.

you go because draken fills your heart and no one compares to him. you have known him for far too long to ever let go.

his large palm cups your waist to guide you a few steps back and he shuts the door. he tugs his jacket off, placing it on the hook like that is his designated place.

like he belongs here.

"i wanted to see you." he draws closer. "i needed to see my girl." the tears come again. perhaps they never ceased. you are not his girl. not when he already has one.

"you've seen me, you can get out now." you should know better.

but you do not know when to leave and draken does not know when to let go. he tugs you in.

you hate to be near him as much as you love it. he holds you flush against him, tilting your head back to keep you looking at him. he is horrible. "you get so mad over nothing." you wish you could hate him.

despite you struggling against him, he is unmoved. just like he always is.

"you're so pretty." his plush lips spread in a heart quickening smile. your fingers tighten in the fabric of his shirt, hoping and wishing him away although you are unable to push him back.

"stop imagining emma." he looks almost irritated when you say it.

"don't be stupid." he has to bend down to press his lips to yours. they are soft, like cotton candy fluff. it takes everything in you to not reciprocate as he kisses you without relent. though you are not responsive he sucks down on your bottom lip, nipping the flesh as he pulls away.

"you don't want to kiss me anymore?"

you shake your head and hurt crosses his face. his jaw clenches but desperation is written in his eyes.

"i want you to leave, draken." he flinches, a scowl on his face but he lets you go and you stumble back.

"i make you a little mad and suddenly i'm draken to you?"

"you don't get it, this is done. whatever this was."

he comes closer, at least he tries to. when you back away he seems stunned. "no it's not." you wish he did not know it so well that you are a fool for him.

"baby, what do you want to hear?" he grips your wrists to pull you in again.

"draken, it's done. i'm done, okay? i'm tired." you sob. you want to press your face to his chest and weep your pain away but he is the cause. he is the reason for it all but he is the only one you want comfort from.

"if you're tired, let's sleep. we're not done." he brings you to his chest, presses wet kisses to your cheek like he is not breaking you. "you want me to say sorry? i'm sorry. see, it's better now."

"it's not. just leave. gosh, just get out, draken." you shove at his chest but you swear a part of you dies when he lets you go.

"you want me to get out? fine. when you're done throwing this stupid tantrum and you come running back, i won't listen." his face is covered with anger.

he turns his back, the further he walks away, the more suffocated you feel.

he hears you crying.

it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

it is gut wrenching and heart shattering.

whether you see it or not, draken is crying too.

---

if draken does not hurt someone, he surely is going to break something. he can feel the glass straining under his fingers. he grips it tighter the longer he sees you with mitsuya.

you are here, looking like the prettiest doll in the world and you are not with him.

you are in blue, the dress clings to your perfect body and a ribbon is laced around your ponytail.

you are wearing blue and so is he.

truthfully, you and draken can never get rid of each other.

he sees you sipping on some fruity cocktail because that is all you ever drink. he loves looking at you, he always looks at you but he can see mitsuya too.

he can see how he leans closer to you, how his smile only grows wider when you laugh at something he says. he can see mitsuya draping his arm around your seat and being so attentive when draken knows he is the only one that should be around you.

why are you letting mitsuya so close to you? you were with draken for a long time, he was the only one right?

he only fumes more when mikey, emma and just about everyone around him agrees that you and mitsuya would make a good couple.

he sees red.

your eyes flicker to draken despite your attempts to ignore him. his hair is draped to a little below his shoulders, his shirt is fitted and from here you can see the rings on his fingers.

you see all those things, you see ripped jeans and black boots. you see emma practically sitting on his lap. you do not care.

you do.

you came to the conclusion that he is not willing to put her in danger.

but he is willing to be a danger to you and your heart.

"is it okay if i touch you?" mitsuya's hand hovers over your waist. you nod while sipping your drink. "you can say no." he quickly follows.

"i don't mind."

he sends you a smile and his hand softly caresses your waist.

"are you doing better? if you need to talk, i'm here for you." he is sweet, he has always been. mitsuya has never been a bad friend to you.

"thanks." you down the rest of your drink before turning to face him. "i'll be fine someday." your head screams at you for lying. draken is here and he is not with you. he is with someone else.

he has always been with someone else.

"i know things have been hard since." he pauses, his hand grasps yours. "since everything but i'd still like to see you. you can still come around like you used to."

his palms are so soft, draken's are not. draken's hands have callouses, they are rough and for some reason they feel like they were meant to touch you.

you consider mitsuya, he is your friend. your eyes glimpse over his features. his thumb strokes your hand and you have just begun to appreciate the feeling of someone other than draken when it is ripped away.

the one holding your wrist feels right even though it hurts.

draken towers above you, he sends mitsuya a stony look before he pulls you up and his hand squeezes your waist.

like he wants to overwrite any other person. like he needs to reclaim the places that are only meant for him and not for another man to touch.

you melt. you thaw like ice and turn into liquid. draken pulls you alongside him and you follow.

you have to take quick steps because his are much larger than yours.

once you are outside of the club, the silence is a stark contrast to the loud music. draken breathes heavily, brushing his hair back.

"were you fucking him?" you flinch when the words come out. that was the last thing you expect him to say.

"i'm not dealing with this, draken." you shake your head but he grips your waist. he holds your body and gathers you in his arms like he always does.

"stop treating me like a stranger." his voice strains. "tell me if you were fucking him on the side."

"you're terrible." tears prick your eyes. he has the audacity to accuse you when he has never been yours. he never gave himself to you.

"you did? was he your back up if i ever stepped out?" his fingers squeeze hard enough to bruise. "i never stepped out on you, not once."

"no, draken. i'm not like you." he is destroying you. whether he knows it or not. you are sure he knows it though because draken knows you better than anyone else.

"then why were you with him, why did you let him touch you?" you try to push him away, you really do. all you want is to lay in his arms and all he does is argue with you.

"who are you to ask me that? we're done, remember?" he grits his teeth, burying his head into your neck. draken breathes in your scent and lets it intoxicate him. you intoxicate him.

"we're never going to be over, baby. not you and me." he kisses at your exposed skin. it makes you want to cry more than you already are.

"you have emma." your voice trembles. you tremble. you feel like you are a tower of cards and you are about to collapse entirely.

draken leans back to meet your eyes, his gaze trails over the tears in your pretty eyes and the pout on your lips. his nose nudges yours and then he kisses you.

he kisses you and you feel him everywhere, all at once. you feel him in his palms gliding down your body. you feel him where his tongue claims your mouth all over again. in the spit that is messily exchanged as he sloppily kisses you.

you feel your blood growing hot enough to warm you completely. he pulls away to repeatedly peck your cheek.

"let me go." you brokenly whisper.

"we're going home, okay? i'm taking you home cause you're my girl."

---

when draken gets you into his apartment, he pulls you flush against him. his hands coax over every curve of your body. "i missed you," his nose nuzzles your cheek and you tense under his touch.

it is difficult to be mad at him and being this close is only breaking your resolve further. you push at his chest but all he does is tighten his hold until you can feel the hard, defined muscle of his abdomen.

he is too tempting.

he laughs though it is not very amused. his large palms, grip your waist before they drift to the hem of your dress and slip beneath it. "you're all dressed up and it isn't for me."

"it's not like that." you cannot protest much because draken grips your jaw, forcing you to look at him. the angle he tilts your head at is incredibly uncomfortable.

"it is, you got this pretty for him." your eyes roll, an annoyed noise leaving you. it did not make sense to dispute it, not when he already came to some conclusion in his head.

his hands cup your face, the thick of his thumb swiping over your lips, smearing the lipstick. "your makeup looks so pretty." his tone of his voice is indecipherable. you cannot seem to understand him these days. you barely have the will to try.

draken cannot stand the idea of you thinking about another man. it does not sit right with him that you got this pretty and went out with someone else.

draken does not need you to do all this for his eyes to be on you. he leans closer and you do not resist, you cannot.

not when his hooded eyes meet yours and your lips brush together. you need affection, his affection. you can not deny that no matter how hard you try to.

his tongue slips out to wet his lips before he tilts his head and kisses you. it is rough, it is desperate, it does not make sense. why does he kiss you like this when he does not love you at all?

he hums into your mouth, tongue slipping inside to brush over everywhere he has already been. places he always comes back to.

your hands bunch his shirt, eyes squeezing shut because you regret it but you still kiss him with the same burning need.

you pull away breathless, turning from him because it is obvious you are not done like you said you were.

"fuck," draken rasps, leaning in again to suck at your bottom lip. his cock pulses at the way you whine. he wipes at the saliva with his thumb before pressing it against your tongue.

"wanna fuck your mouth." you swallow hard, eyes fluttering. you should not, you know you should not but just this? you just need this much and you will leave.

"gonna be a good baby and let me?" the depth of his voice makes a shiver travel down your spine. how can you refuse when he talks like that?

draken never needs much to sway you, regardless of how stubborn you act. you grip his wrist, pushing it away and he is about to grab you right back when your smaller palms trail down his chest.

the corners of his mouth pull up, "there's my girl." it is drawn out and all too smug. his tongue swipes over his teeth like he finally got what he was waiting for.

your fingers dip into the rivets of his chest and abs. he is all hard muscle where you are soft. you slowly situate yourself on your knees, your hands resting on his thighs.

you are eye level with his erection that was straining in his pants since the moment he laid his eyes on you. he is still smiling, he missed the sight of you between his legs.

each and every time he got to see you look up at him like this, it plagued his mind. you keep watching as his dexterous fingers flex, unbuckling his belt and undoing his zip.

"fuck," his hands fidget, his whole body seems to be vibrating. he tugs his shirt up, his deep v-line framed by the waistband of his boxers is revealed to you.

"did you miss it?" he stares at you the second he pushes down his pants enough to let his cock out. it looks painfully hard. it is slightly curved, just the sight of it makes your insides ache.

he is too big.

draken is bordering on perfect. maybe that is why he is such an asshole. your finger swipes over his slit, pre oozing in thick droplets. your eyes trail from the swollen brownish head to the veins that trailed along the underside.

"i did." your confession comes out breathy, thighs clenching together almost on instinct. he hums, holding his length at the base, breath hitching at the sudden contact.

he presses the tip to your lips, the glossy finish of his pre looks better on you than that stupid lipstick. "open," he sighs quietly, focused on the sticky strands of your spit and the way your tongue squirms under the weight of his cock.

"fuck." his lip pulls back in a grin, he is pretty, especially when he has that expression on his face. your mouth encloses the bulbous part, your slick muscle laves around his slit and a low moan reverberates through ken's chest.

your mouth is too warm, too wet. it feels too good around him. the silky walls of your cheeks and the way your tongue always seems to be heated. how could you expect him to not be addicted?

you pull off, saliva dripping down his length and staining your face. you always got so messy, draken's jaw slackens when you run your tongue along his length before taking him back into the wet haven of your mouth.

you sink down on him and tears prick at your eyes because it is so much. your hand grips what you cannot fit before removing your mouth with a sniffle.

he is in awe at how little your hand always looks when it is grasping him. how much softer it is than his, how it struggles to wrap around him properly.

you jerk up and down his length, swallowing hard. there is an excessive amount of saliva in your mouth. you look up at him and he cups your face. your lips come around his cock, gradually hollowing your cheeks to take him more. the salty taste of his pre is in your mouth, somehow you missed it.

half of his cock is within the confines of your mouth and it seems draken was waiting until you could not retort.

"i hope you can still take me... or maybe you got used to less." his jaw locks, the thought of mitsuya getting his claws into you makes ken sick. your eyes flick up to his, streams of tears down your face. your lipstick all smeared.

ken wants it stained around the base of his cock if he is honest.

maybe then you would know it is only for him. his hand tangles into your hair, gripping the roots as a deep groan escapes him. he watches his length disappear past your lips, the walls of your throat fluttering around him, pulsing.

all the muscles squeezing his length make his hips stutter. perspiration coats his skin and his adam's apple bobs with each of his gasps as he sinks more of his cock past your lips.

it takes a while before your cute nose is pressed to his abdomen, nuzzling the short hair. he sighs, the silky walls of your tight throat are wrapped around him like it is only his to claim.

he lets you get used to it, holding you to his base whilst your tongue wriggles beneath his cock and the heat of your mouth covers him entirely. your hands tightly grip the fabric at his thighs, eyes fluttering continuously before they finally stare up at him.

almost like you are waiting for him to use you. he thinks your eyes should not look that wide nor that innocent.

maybe it is because they never changed even as you have grown. as long as draken has known you, you have never had anyone. he wants to be your someone.

his free hand wraps around your neck, there is a prominent bulge from his member and the feel of it beneath his fingers makes him shiver.

"bet you like having me in your throat like this." he practically whines. "fuck, m'agine you're choking on my dick like a slut." he anchors his hand in your hair before he slowly thrusts. he thinks the way your shoulders tense is too cute.

low moans leave him, he grows louder as his speed increases. he cannot leave you alone, not even if he wanted to.

he does not want to.

his head tilts back, he can feel your muscles moving along him, he can feel your tongue trembling at the underside.

your mouth is so slick with him it is easy to glide his length in and out of you. his abs strain, the veins on his abdomen appearing more. there is an impeding feeling inside him.

wet sounds fill the room as he fucks your mouth, the way he dreamed of during those days without you. he wants this back so badly.

he wants you.

tears freely coat your dewy skin. his thumb rubs at your neck, the bulge forming with each thrust pulses under his digit.

"does it hurt, baby? oh, fuck, getting your pretty throat rawed like this." you feel so, so good. the way you feel on him is inconceivable and indescribable. ken wants this forever.

his grip on your hair tightens as more pre cum is spewed into the back of your throat. he humps at your mouth, he cannot do without this, he cannot do without you.

draken's teeth grind, his breathing stuttering, the evident rise of his chest growing laboured all because he is using you. your lips look like they are straining, he can feel your breaths on him. the weight of your fist tugging his pants and pressing against him. he can definitely feel the need to cum approaching quicker than usual.

he is sure it will help with the soreness of your throat right now. ken wants to give you his cum and claim your mouth again.

"only thing you're swallowing is my dick and my cum" he hates the thought of it being anyone else. his head leans back, jaw dropped to moan.

he feels like he is losing his senses, he feels you all over him. his cock throbs in your mouth, slipping in and out of the perimeter of your slicked lips. "such a good fucking girl, feel so good." he bites down on his lip before hot air puffs from his mouth, his chest and shoulders tense.

draken's deep voice is cut by groans. he is there, he is so close. the warm wetness of your mouth, the drool leaking down your jaw, the tight grip of your throat stroking his length. he cannot take it much more.

he shoves himself completely into you, gripping your hair and caressing your face. he feels the muscles squeezing down on him because he is not supposed to be there.

he wipes the tears on your cheeks but it does not make a difference when everything is so messy. draken's hips stutter, his balls coated in saliva are leaning on your jaw.

you are too good. you are perfect.

his cock throbs, he is breathless and panting as his back tenses and an onslaught of cum is poured into your eager throat. there is so much it spews out of your mouth as you try your hardest to swallow it all.

"you're so good to me, baby." you take him so well, you always do.

he feels you swallowing the salty semen, he stills for a moment. the way your throat clenches on him is otherworldly. a tandem of curses leave him before he pulls you back by your hair and his cock slips from your tight throat.

it is obscene, how the mixture of cum and spit drips from your mouth and the sticky strands remain webbed to his cock. "holy fuck." he leans your head back, admiring the dazed look in your eyes.

he is panting, barely maintaining his composure. "you're so nasty, such a pretty cock slut, huh?" his lip tilts up as he says it. you only get like this for him.

his large palms reach down to lace his fingers with yours as he lifts you. his eyes glaze over your swollen lips and the tear streaks staining your cheeks.

he is quick to press his body onto yours and kiss you. it is way too sweet, especially since his taste is still tainting your mouth. he moans, tightly wrapping you in his arms as he kisses you harder.

his teeth hit yours and ken is pushing more into you. a deep hum reverberates through him as his tongue glides along yours. it has more wetness coating between your thighs. you wondered why he fit so perfectly with you when he was not made for you.

"don't show anyone else this pretty face, it's only for me." he huffs barely an inch away. he will not let you get on your knees for another man. not as long as he is alive.

his frivolous fingers grope your ass, tugging the fabric of your dress up. the roughness of his finger tips press against the wetness your pussy has leaked into your panties. his greedy touches are accompanied by wet kisses to your cheeks.

you wish you could resist him and you try, you really do. "draken, enough." your voice is weak and distant, you hold his wrists but you do not do anything to stop him. you want to distance yourself from him. you want to end this, right?

a scowl pulls over kens features, "don't call me that like you weren't just sucking my dick." nothing you do can get you away from him. draken is truly unshakeable even as you push at his built chest.

"i want to go home," you huff, shoving at him harder but all it does is make him grip you until you are hissing in pain. "no." you brows furrow at his refusal.

draken wants you to understand that you are home. he has been dropping signs for you to stay here for years. how dense are you? when will you understand that it is you and him against the world.

"we're either fucking or this is the last time you see me," you stare at him in faux disgust. like the thought of him repulses you because you desperately try to convince yourself of it.

you swallow hard. "i already told you, we're done."

he does not falter, not even a little.

instead he reels you in closer. his harsh touches are gentler now, tracing your cheek and dusting over your lips. his eyes are so intense as he glimpses over your features. he is not holding you to him, not anymore.

you can pull away, you can leave so why don't you? something about draken enamours you until you lose cognisance.

"you don't really want that. you don't want me to go away." his voice is like temptation incarnate. he strokes at your hair, brushing the stray strands back.

perhaps, you are too far gone when it comes to him. he is all you have ever known, how can you leave him now?

he sees your bottom lip tremble at the thought and he is pulling you into his embrace. he tucks you under his chin, right against his heart. "it's okay." you cannot think much when all you can smell and feel is him. when you can still taste him on your tongue. "sleep with me and your ken won't ever leave."

he does not need a verbal response because the empty look in your eyes tells all. you are like a ditzy slut but you are his so he is okay with it.

draken scoops you up into his arms. something he usually does. your fingers dig into the fabric of his shirt whilst he carries you.

everything about you is doll like, from your features to how easily he can do with you as he pleases. you are engulfed by his scent more, if that is even possible. he situates you on his sheets, where you have spent too many nights to count.

you stare at him with wide glassy eyes. what is it that you wanted to say? no? you wanted to say no.

you wanted to be done and you wanted him to leave you alone but the thought makes you nauseous. it makes your heart ache and your ears ring. you cannot fathom being without him.

when his large frame leans down to kiss you gently. when he is cupping your face and tilting your head to deepen it. you cannot say no, not when he is doing all the things you dreamed of.

he is so much bigger than you, in every way. his palms are large and he is covered in muscle. he is tall and intimidating.

he could hurt you. instead his touch coaxes over your waist before he laces his fingers with yours.

"you're so fucking gorgeous." he muses. draken straightens up, looking down at you nestled in his sheets. it is where you belong.

he thinks you look like an angel, one that is fresh out of heaven. your eyes do not leave him as he reaches for the hem of his shirt and swiftly tugs it over his head.

he flashes you a grin, his body flexing beneath your heavy gaze. you are admiring the scars on his skin, the sharpness of his abs and the definition of his biceps. why is he so perfect? why does he always look so stunning?

"like it?" you nod your head as he slips his thumbs into the rivets of his v line and tugs his jeans and boxers down.

he is bare when his knee digs into the mattress and he leans over you. "yeah? you like me?" his hand pets your hair, like you are a dumb puppy begging for praise. your cunts leaking from everything he does, you can feel the liquid dripping from your slit to your ass. "you love me. you do" draken groans.

you nod so eagerly, your throat feels constricted, you are so overwhelmed. everything he says is true. everything he does makes you want him more, love him more.

his strong arms wrap around you, the touch of his fingers on your spine makes you arch up. he is finally unzipping your dress after craving to do it for so long. he kisses your mouth softly, trailing down your neck and continuing over every inch of skin that is revealed as he tugs the fabric down.

draken settles on his knees, his hot breath hitting your breasts and wet, open mouthed kisses are left down your stomach. he huffs, his nose digging into your flesh as his hot tongue slips out. it presses into your abdomen, just above your cunt.

you grip the sheets, the sharpness of his dark eyes meet yours as the length of his tongue trails over your tummy.

there is so much tension in the air it is almost suffocating, you find yourself wishing his tongue was inside you already.

he leans back, thumbs hooking into your panties and stripping you bare of all your clothes. the slick between your legs is sticky to your panties, so soaked they are peeled away.

you swallow hard as draken's hands cup the back of your knees and spread you open for him.

"you have the prettiest cunt, i swear." he whistles. his eyes grow darker the longer he stares. he is entranced by how easy you are to wind up. "all you did was suck some cock and you're dripping." there is a hum deep in his chest.

you are left staring up at him dumbly as he admires you. you cannot formulate a coherent thought aside from him. he is the only thing in your head. your ken.

your body feels unbelievably warm, inside and out with all his fleeting touches. he leans down, your thighs propped on his shoulders as he gets closer to your slick cunt.

you feel like you are intoxicated somehow. maybe it is the alcohol but you only feel this high when he is the one touching you.

his middle and ring finger glide over your sopping entrance. a whine escapes you, fingers tightening in his sheets as he slips one of the lengthy digits inside you. he does not stop, not at all. it is relentlessly pressed all the way to his knuckle.

even as you whimper, even though your walls pulse around him. his eyes do not leave yours when the length of his tongue slips out. a thick glob of saliva slipping from the tip to your already messy cunt.

the pinkness of his lips enclose around your stiff clit. his tongue gliding along it as he sucks and the other coated finger is forcing its way inside.

he needs to stretch you out and fast. he needs you ready to take him. "ken!" it is high pitched, bordering on a whine. you grip his hair. you are already panting, already wanting more.

draken's free hand glides from your hip to grip your waist. he moans into your pussy, the vibration travelling through your entire being. his fingers pump into you with messy sounds. it is like you are sucking them in, as if you do not want to let him go.

wet squelches echo through the room, slick leaks from you and stains his digits.

"there's my girl, keep saying ken." his tongue prods your stilted bundle of nerves, sucking on it like he has done before.

he knows your body like the back of his hand. knows that every curl of his fingers within your dripping cunt has your hips stuttering and your back arching up.

he knows that his mouth on your clit makes your eyes water and your jaw hang open. knows that those moans are because he is hitting so deep inside, you cannot control yourself.

you are breathless when his fingers slip out and his mouth encloses your dripping slit. his tongue is pushed in entirely. you are squealing at the wet muscle that wriggles along your walls.

draken's eyes roll back at the taste of your cunt and he moans. he went without it, without you for too long. he does not think he can do it again.

he will not let himself be without you for that long ever again.

you cry his name, fingers gripping his hair for some semblance of self control. the tighter you hold, the harder he sucks on you.

draken feels like he could spend forever between your legs. like he could die happy if the last thing he tasted was you. his mouth has you drooling and cross eyed. it has your thighs trembling and you bite your lips so much they are raw.

ken is the only one who gets you like this, he is the only one who will ever get the opportunity. "feels good. so good. s'deep." you babble on and on and ken thinks it is the cutest.

he is lapping at your cunt like a man who is deprived of water. honestly, he is and he is upset with you. of course he is.

who did you think you were staying away from him?

he pulls back, slick coating his lips and covering his tongue. "wanna cum." you mewl and his brows raise. his fingers slip right back inside you, all at once. he does not miss a beat as he fucks them into you. "think you deserve it? you haven't been nice, babe." he presses his face to your plush thigh.

gazing up at your expression, you already look like you are fucked dumb. "m'sorry, sorry, ken. i'm sorry." you whimper, dainty fingers reaching for his hand to hold it.

you are such a baby.

what did you get by acting like this aside from making him obsessed with you?

it is such an adorable apology but you spent days away from him. he could hardly function, why did you think it was okay to do that to him? he is catching tears in your eyes, like crystals that are priceless. he sees your snotty nose and pouted lips.

he truly cannot let go of you.

his fingers quicken and your head hits the sheets, leaning back as your hips rock. "close, baby?" your head bobs quickly, "so closeee." your voice is all drawled and heavy with desire.

his mouth covers your cunt again, still fucking into you as your entire body heats up. your stomach feels like there are a million knots within it.

you are crying out his name so adorably, ken cannot help but grin a bit while he is making out with your pussy. your hand squeezes his, nails nicking his skin as you rock your hips against his face. the burning in your abdomen intensifies, only growing greater.

your thighs shift closer together but he is there to stop them, your back arches completely off the mattress when you reach that high. your mind feels white hot, vision going blurry because he does not stop even as you cum.

your tongue is practically lolling out as he laps at your cunt and your body vibrates from the feeling. high pitched moans fill the room all breathy and desperate.

your chest heaves, gripping ken's hand as you try to find your bearings. you can feel his breath hit your entrance, he does not make a move from where he is.

"those days you were ignorin' me." he pauses, his fingers dig into your thigh. you can feel him squeezing your hand tightly, it is not as gentle as it started.

"did you let him see you like this?" your eyes flutter, trying your hardest to steady your breathing. "i didn't sleep with him." you mumble, leaning into the softness of the pillows. your body feels exhausted already.

ken roughly pulls away from you, the sudden jolt shocks you but he is over you in a second. his hand grips your jaw, gaze narrowed. "don't lie." his voice is low in warning. it is hard to keep a straight face when cum is covering his lips and dripping down his face. it makes you flustered completely. his eyes stare into yours as though he is attempting to read your soul.

"m'not lying to you, ken." you shove at his chest but all draken does is grip both your wrists to tug your body down the bed.

he has your legs on either side of his waist and his cock's resting on your stomach. he can see where he will reach once he is inside. his hands caress your thighs, trailing to your hips that he grips lightly.

he leans down to claim your lips, your slick rubbing onto you and resting on your tongue. your body feels weak but your arms wrap around his neck and bring him closer. fingers wound in his hair as you kiss him more desperately, more lovingly. you wish he would believe you, when have you ever betrayed him?

his palm slips between your spread legs, prodding your entrance and you pull away from his mouth with a hiss. you are pushing at his forearm but ken does not approve at all, it is evident in his expression.

"ken, wait for a bit..." you are still unbearably sensitive. he does not see it that way, instead his head tilts, eyes so dark they seem black.

"did mitsuya loosen you up for me?" his tone is covered with anger, he feels sick to his stomach. he is being tortured by images of you and him. ken cannot take it, not at all.

your eyes widen at his words, stilling for a moment. "don't talk to me like i'm some slut." there is a frown tugging ken's lips down. you were doing so well, everything was going so well and now he is upset about things that never happened.

"you are, you were fucking him too." he grits out, jaw clenching tightly. the thought makes him want to throw up. it makes him want to hurt mitsuya for ever putting his hands on you.

"i didn't do that, ken. when did you stop trusting me?" your chest heaves, brows furrowed in dismay.

"since you started being a whore." your lip trembles, eyes filling with tears that burn. your throat feels like if you speak you will break down into tears.

you turn your head away from him, sniffles leaving you as you desperately fight tears. they still coat your cheeks like an endless waterfall.

you did not want to break down in front of him, you did not want him to see how easily he makes you cry. it is too late when you are in his room, on his bed with your heart ripped out of your chest and given to him. your body shakes with sobs, squeezing your lids shut.

"why do you always do this to me?" your voice is broken. the second his fingers stroke your face, you wonder why you always give him this power.

why do you let him him make you cry and break you down without consequence? "because i want you here." he breathes, his large palms encasing your breasts and rubbing at your nipples.

he kisses you even as you cry, even as you sob into his mouth but it is okay because you let him slip his tongue inside.

you are still okay with him biting on your bottom lip and kissing you like this. his touch trails down your stomach to your hips.

a sigh leaves him as he reaches for his hard erection, so much pre cum leaking from his swollen tip. he guides the head between your spread folds.

an excessive amount of slick coating him while he drags it along your opening. your pussy seems to miss him as much as you did because your treacherous body is growing hotter.

you both looking at where he breaches you, your breath catches at the thickness of his head is forced into your gummy walls. "real fuckin tight." ken whistles, his abs tenses because he is seconds away from fucking the entire thing into you.

your cunt is like nirvana, your insides squeeze down on him although he barely put the tip in.

"i missed you." he huffs, his fingers dig into the thick flesh of your thighs, his hips slowly surging forward and making you cry. "c'mon open up, relax for me." he thrusts again, your back arches up.

you whimper his name, ken loves the way you say it. his thumb swipes over the barely there lipstick on your mouth before he is pressing it inside.

your spit filled mouth encloses around the digit and ken grins. his eye brows knit together at the slick sound that comes from your pussy gripping him.

your silky walls are pulsing around him uncontrollably. ken wishes he could be inside you forever. he rolls your clit, your cunt gushing over his cock and he only fucks more of himself into you with each thrust.

your hand presses against ken's abdomen but he is so much stronger. he clicks his tongue. "don't try to run from it. y'know you can take it." his voice is so deep it's almost gravelly. your resistance is trembling.

"i can feel your pretty cunt squeezing me, i know you want more" his thumb slips further into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat until you gag. "i know you want to be stuffed full, you missed it, didn't you?" you nod dumbly.

he thinks you look pretty like this, swollen lips and messy hair. filled with cock and sucking on his thumb like you are made for it. you are, you are made for him.

it takes one particularly hard thrust before he is completely inside of you. his entire cock throbs alongs your pulsing walls, your body tenses because you feel so unbearably full.

you whine, you swear he is nudging your cervix. you can feel him in your stomach, you can see where the head of his cock has it bulging. you moan his name and all it does is make ken smile.

his girth stretches you out so much that it burns. you are left with your chest heaving as he pulls your leg onto his shoulder and he holds the other open.

he can see your cunt spread open around him, your pelvis is flush to his, your insides are holding him so tightly he feels like he can barely move.

his hips slam into you, your body jolts and your legs shake. he leans over, lifting you until your ass is off the bed and fucks you the way he was dying to in all the days you were not with him. "baby, baby, you're perfect" he pants. "got the sweetest cunt."

the lengthy locks of ivory hang on either side of his face, he looks too pretty. you are a whimpering, drooling mess beneath his large frame.

you press on the spot that distends your tummy with each pump of his hips. you both sigh at the feeling. ken is looking at where you are taking him between your legs, where his cock slips in and out completely doused in your juices.

you are met with the chain you got him. it hangs in your face and the anklet he got you is right next to his ear. in mockery, in proof, you are not quite sure.

when draken fucks you like this he wonders why it was so difficult for you to accept that you are his.

your fists find the soaked sheets, your body feels hot and sweat coats your skin. you feel like there is cotton in your head. tears stream down your cheeks and traces of saliva are on your lips. you are always so easily lost in him.

your eyes squeeze shut, he is pounding you into the sheets like you are a sex doll. ken is all you can feel, all you can think about. you sigh in contentment. you are hardly coherent.

"ken, you're so big." you mewl, his fingers dig into your skin, his nails pressing against the flesh.

"yeah? you missed me fucking you? missed having my cock deep in this pussy? pretty girl, all you think about is my dick." you whine and his voice is filled with amusement.

growing breathy the longer he is wrapped in your vice walls and covered in your viscous liquid.

he slams his hips to yours, each dragging you along his length. you can feel his skin sticky everywhere you are touching him.

your cream forms a white ring along the base of his cock and leaks down his balls. "messy." he clicks his tongue. your little body looks so precious under him.

you are taking a cock that is way too big for you but you take it so well.

you always do.

you can hardly think when he is shoving so deep inside that you swear he is bruising your cervix. a light clink and the coldness of metal on your forehead has your eyes opening in confusion.

"ken?" he does not stop moving. your body shakes and you writhe from his brutal ministrations. "you scared, baby?" he grins, his hand comes down to rest on your sternum and he leans over you more.

you are not scared, it should worry you that you are not scared in the slightest.

you trust him with your life.

even as he holds a gun to your head you cannot find it in yourself to be afraid of him.

it should worry you even more that the only thing that generates a reaction from you is him pressing the same gun to his temple.

you jerk.

"stop!" you cannot even reach for his hand when he is holding you down like this. you are so insanely confused.

a new influx of tears streaming from your eyes as your pleas fall on deaf ears. you wish he would stop being reckless.

"isn't that cute? now you care." he pauses his hips, your nails dig into his forearm but draken does not flinch.

he accuses you when he is the only thing you care about, the only thing you ever think of.

"i want to you to know, this is what will happen if you leave me again." your lips part in shock, his eyes are dark. so dark.

there is an overwhelming feeling of worry washing over you.

"ken, this is crazy." your voice cracks as you cry.

"is it?" you are painfully away that his cock is throbbing inside you. "it's crazy that you were running around with some other guy."

"i wasn't, i swear i wasn't."

"are you going to leave me, baby? that's all i need to know." his hand leaves your sternum to stroke your cheek. it is so gentle.

your heart feels like it has taken too much pain to work. "you don't want me." it hurts. it hurts but you know it is true.

drakens lips pulled back in a scowl. his expression is unreadable, he is unreadable. you never understand him.

he applies pressure to the trigger and nausea fills your senses. your scream bloody murder because you have to look at him hold a gun to his head but you cannot do anything. he does not allow you.

"promise you won't leave." he says and you cry, pleading endlessly. you cannot handle losing him in any capacity. you cannot lose him at all.

"m'sorry, please don't" your throat feels so tight, it hurts to speak. "i won't leave so please stop!" you hiccup, holding his hand and praying he can see the desperation in your eyes.

"say it again" his eyes grow hooded, like those words falling off your tongue are music to his ears. you only sob harder.

"i won't ever leave you. i promise i won't." you voice is hoarse and wavering. your eyes do not move from the metal barrel aimed at his head.

you are fretting in worry but ken looks glad. he looks delighted even. the flash of his teeth makes you swallow.

"and you love me?" his head tilts. "i do." you whisper. you have never told him that before.

how could you protect your heart if you were professing your love for him? right now it does not seem to matter.

"i love you, ken. always did." your voice is barely audible, you swear the pounding of your heart is louder than it.

"close your eyes." you shake your head, completely confused. you are terrified.

"do it if you love me." tears leak from your eyes because now you do not have a choice. you shake with sobs as you close your eyes.

"good girl, such a good girl. you're always so perfect for me." draken's body covers yours, his nose nuzzling your face and you cry harder when he kisses your skin.

"please, ken, please, please." your arms wrap around him, fingers finding purchase in his skin because you cannot see him.

"are you scared?" you nod your head with a broken whimper.

"please, ken, i love you. i need you." you cannot see the grin that crosses his face but draken is all too pleased.

his mouth meets your ear "i need you too." you feel an ounce of relief and then the shrill of a gun unloading makes you scream.

it is so loud you instantly feel sick. your entire body trembles, your scream aches your throat and shakes everything in the apartment.

your heart feels like it jumped out of your chest and you are expecting blood or a body but instead you hear draken's low laugh and your eyes open.

"don't leave again or it'll be a bullet." it seems he is finally satisfied. he drops the gun to the sheets and you shove it further away.

his palm cups your cheek and brings your attention back to him. he wipes at your tears, cooing at your miserable expression.

"you only have me to love. remember that." you cannot process his words. your chest is heavy, breathing stuttered by panic. still racked with sobs but you are reaching for him.

his large frame is tugged down over you, practically covering you completely. your leg is pressed closer to your chest. he is so warm, you can feel his skin and remind yourself that he is here.

he causes all your troubles yet he is the only person capable of comforting you. "relax." he coos but it only makes you cry harder.

your body trembles against him but all ken has to do is wrap his arms around you and your worries lessen. "please, never again." because you swear your heart will stop beating if he put a gun to his head for a second time.

he pacifies you with sweet caresses along your hair before he pulls back. he smiles when you whimper, drying your cheeks but they are freshly coated with new tears. you are touching at his skin frantically, anything to remind yourself that he is really with you.

"gonna let me fuck you like you deserve? since you were such a good girl." his eyes do not leave yours, he nods his head and you find yourself nodding along with him despite how far gone your mind is.

draken hums, leaning over you as your legs wrap around his toned waist. he smiles, swiping at your tears, pressing the sweetest kiss to your lips before he trails down your neck.

your eyes flutter, breathing finally slowing but a gasp escapes your lips as his mouth encloses your nipple. you swallow hard, thighs tensing around him.

his eyes flick up to yours, face all too smug when his hips begin to rock. his teeth scrape the skin of your nipple, tongue flicking over it as he pulls away.

"like when i play with these cute tits of yours?" you are too flustered, way too dazed and dumb. your head leans away, why does he make you feel like this? his deep voice has your cunt leaking and your heart beating out of your chest.

"don't act shy, your pussy's squeezing me so hard, i know you like it." you do not have a chance to deal with the way his words have settled heat into your bones because his mouth encloses over your throat to leave more marks.

his thrusts are growing faster, rougher and you find yourself melting into a puddle, like dough you become whatever he wants.

you are only capable of moaning his name so prettily that draken's insides grow fuzzy. you are so good, too good. your hand slips into the lengthy strands of his hair.

"ken." you tug him closer, you wonder how much closer he can get than being deep enough to hit your cervix. you want him closer than his lips brushing against yours every time he fucks his hips into yours. you want him closer than the way your nipples are grazing his hard chest.

you want to crawl into his skin and make it your home.

you want him.

you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, your tongue slipping into his mouth when you pull him down. you can feel his blunt nails digging into your skin, he is bruising your waist and hips.

spit coats your mouths like gloss. "ken, i love you, i love you." you never said it to him, regardless of the countless times you thought it when you looked at him.

hearing those words roll off your tongue almost makes draken cum instantly. you are finally able to say it and you want to take advantage of it.

"fuck. you're mine. not mitsuya's, not anyone else's." his cheeks are reddened, the sharpness of his thrusts makes your back arch off the sheets. his chest heaves, the brown of his eyes stare into yours "you're mine."

you nod because it is all you ever wanted. you say yes, you sign yourself over to him entirely. you would do it in this lifetime and every single one that came after.

you cannot think at all, your jaw hanging open, your nails digging into his skin. you can feel the sting against your thighs with every thrust. something about the way he crowds over you, so much bigger, covered in muscle makes your insides hotter.

it makes you burn with want and need. your legs wrap around his waist tighter. feeling ken's hand grip your throat. you want him in every way.

you want him to fuck you like this and kiss you sweetly later. you want draken more than you have ever wanted anything else. and draken wants you like that too.

"you're my girl, my slut," he huffs into your face and the whine that leaves you is atrocious. the feeling he stirs up inside you with just those words is insane.

"maybe if i knocked your pretty ass up, you'd stop acting so stupid" he slams his hips into yours, he thrust so hard that he opens up the inside of your gummy walls every time and hits so deep you lose yourself a little bit more.

all draken can think about is pouring load after load into your leaking hole and giving you his baby. all he wants is to pound inside of you until there is no doubt that you will be swollen with his seed.

"huh? if i gave you a baby to take care of, you wouldn't have time to get mad at me" you mewl, your nails dig into his skin. he leans down to messily kiss you. his spit feels sticky in your mouth, he kisses harder, his cock being fucked into you so roughly your head blanks.

"pussy feels so good inside. you're going to take it right? all for me? going to take my cum and keep it in this cute cunt?" you cry when he pounds particularly hard and you can feel every inch of him.

you bob your head in agreement although you have no clue what he says.

"ken i love you so much." you babble, tears leak down your face.

"yeah? i should give you something then, since you're so good. should stuff this tight little hole with so much cum. you want it, pretty baby?" draken flashes you a grin when you nod. your eyes flutter, he pounds his hips harder and harder.

his movements grow uneven, he groans into your face. pressing soft kisses to your cheeks. he loses himself in the feeling of your vice walls squeezing him.

"you'll make such a pretty mommy." his forehead meets yours, you whimper so adorably when you clamp down and your pretty cunt creams all over him.

even then draken does not give you a moment's rest.

he curses lowly, his hips press flush to yours, only pulling out partially before slamming roughly into you. your body writhes with oversensitivity. you claw at his flesh, crying softly.

when he cums you swear it burns. it paints every inch of your walls and the sticky strands of cum seem never ending. it pools in your cunt and seeps around the perimeter of his thick cock.

he is panting over you, his face buried in your neck and your fingers slip into his hair. you stroke it even as he remains inside you. even as ken wraps his arms tighter around you and he presses kisses to your throat. "don't leave." he whispers so softly into your skin that you would have missed it.

"i won't." you mumble back and he huffs a heavy sigh like the reassurance is everything he needs and more. his strong arms squeeze you, fingers taunt on your skin as he coddles you against him. your legs tighten around his waist and you really think that this is what bliss truly is.

he does not want to let you go, he does not want to leave you.

his mouth presses into yours, gently kissing you, he peppers kisses to your face before he leans back. a whine escapes you when he slips his cock from your pussy.

you can feel the cum he kept plugged inside you gushing out and your body tenses. it finally dawns on you what he did. draken's eyes trail from your messy cunt to your expression and he is bothered by the unsureness contorting your features.

he presses a deep kiss to your mouth, almost like he wants to remind you it is him, that it is okay because it's him, that you were going to be with him one way or another. he caresses your face and you pursue your lips as he stands from the bed and goes to the bathroom.

you are stuck in your thoughts, your eyes on him when he reenters the room and he starts wiping you off. you are sore and tired yet you cannot seem to sleep because what does this mean for you and him?

once he is done he climbs into the bed with you, he tucks himself along your side, his bicep your pillow and his nose nuzzling your cheek. you are both still completely bare, his arm wraps around your waist and it is silent for a moment before his deep voice flitters through the air.

"do you think it took?" your brows raise, eyes slightly alarmed. what does he mean by that? you know what he means. you swear it was all in the heat of the moment.

your eyes meet his, "what?" you are exasperated but draken is unphased.

"my seed." it makes a shiver run down your spine. you furrow your brows, you are not sure what you should say.

"i don't know... i don't think so," you cannot picture yourself pregnant, not right now. you never thought he would want that, not with you.

you are surprised by how disheartened he seems.

"we can keep trying." his hand trails along your waist until it sits low on your stomach. you are stunned, you are entirely in disbelief. he gently strokes the flesh while your thoughts are a jumbled mess.

when his gaze meets yours, he smiles. it is too dangerous.

"i hope our baby has your eyes."

i didn't think this would be so long

i have a nanami fic that's almost done and it is just as long !

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Morning Sex 18+ Ft: Draken, Hakkai, Shuji, Taiju, and Ran Resident of @enchantedforest-network TW: Morning sex, suggestive theme, suggestive language, penetration, fingering, masturbating, making out, mutual masturbation

Taiju

 

Your dreams began sweet but ended a bit more sinfully when opening your eyes you could see your husband still sleeping. Seeing his chest rise up and down, he looked like a masterpiece. Biting your lower lip your hands began to rub his hard chiseled abs they began to travel lower and lower going underneath the band of his briefs finding his cock. You slowly began to stroke his cock. With just a few strokes you heard a low throat groan coming from him. His eyes half opened, his eyes fixated on you. “What do you think you're doing?” “Playing with what's mine.” you playfully spoke to him. Your lashes batting at him then back at the covers moving as you were stroking his cock. He looked at the time and Sunday services started in an hour and a half.  “Waking up with such sinner thoughts like the little slut you are.” letting out a lower growl. 

Pushing off the covers and removing the briefs from his lower extremities. “You love fucking this little slut. Doesn't that make you a sinner as well?” you cooed as you rub the tip of his cock that had pre-cum. 

“I guess we are lucky we have a little bit of time before the services. But it doesn’t give me enough time to fuck the sins out of you my way.” Taiju looked down at your hand reaching the back of your head gripping a fist full of your hair. “I wanna see how much of a little slut you can be before we have to get ready.”

Hanma

“Ba-be  I- I mmmm ngh shit~~~ i need to get ready.” you couldn't even get the words out of your lips. Your hands were pressed on your beds as you were bent over. “You think I could resist you walking all nice clean for me.” He trusted hard a few times making you gasp for air. “They wouldn’t mind you being an hour late or two.” 

Hanma was getting a good view of his cock sliding inside of you. He saw the ring of cum at the base of his cock. You were simply enjoying every ounce of his cock being rammed inside of you. This wouldn’t be the first time you were late because of him. It definitely wouldn’t be the last time either. He leaned over his tongue sliding up your back till he reached your shoulder placing a sweet kiss. The soft panting coming from him, his hands grasped onto your breast. His body was already glistening with sweat as his body pressed against your back. “Fuck it this your third time being late? You don’t need that job now, let daddy take care of you.” he purred in your living you could hear the menacing chuckle coming from him. “Your only job right now is to take all of my cock inside of you.” Draken

He is the first one to walk up but he is too comfortable to get out of bed. His head is buried into the back of your head. He got a whiff of your shampooed hair “Babe get up.” he grumbled with his eyes closed. “No” you mumbled in a groggy tone. “It's too early….” “It's 7, come one get up.” he slightly opened his eyes to see the time on the alarm. “You get up then I will get up.” you weren’t gonna get up not until he did. It was a bit hard at first because his arms were wrapped around you. 

You felt his hand sliding up your stomach passing your breast where his hand applied slight pressure to your neck. That woke you up instantly then heard his voice in a low husk tone “You can be such a brat sometimes” his hand traveling to your lips. His index finger parting your lips. You began sucking on his index finger. You shifted your body, turning your head around the lazy expression on his face. His hands rested on your hip before his hands began to travel to your lower extremities. He began to the fabric where your cunt was. “I’m up.” you softly moaned. “Oh you are now?” a cocky smirk on his lips as he continues to rub your covered cunt. The more he had friction he noticed you becoming damper.

“I need my dose of vitamin D kenny.” you cooed as his hand went into your bottoms and he began to rub your swollen lips. 

Ran

The king of sleeping was in dreamland before he felt some slight friction against his groin. You did tend to move a lot in your sleep you were not consciously knowing what you were doing. His cock started to become harder. He let a low groan out. “Shiiittt.”  He wanted you to wake up. “Honey.” 

“Hmmm?” you heard his voice close to your ear. “Ran what happened?” you yawned not fully being awake.

“You have woken my friend with all your movements in your sleep..” his cock pressed against your ass. “Don’t you think it’s fair to take care of the problem you created unconsciously or not?” his lazy voice echoed in your ear. “Your right Ran.” you turned around your hand reaching for his cock and began to stroke him. You felt his cock pulsating in your hand as you continued to stroke his girthy cock. Hearing the soft moaning coming from him as his hand caressed your cheek his press latched onto yours. His hands sliding into your panties, he did waste time as his two fingers began to fuck your cunt. You began to pump faster the more he began to finger fuck you. 

Hakkai

 Hakkai’s throbbing member slid deeper inside of you, your walls squeezing around his cock. On your side, you were gripping the sheets. One leg was lifted slightly supported by Hakkai’s hands as the other hand was around you, his fingers messing with your sensitive clit. Everything you were feeling was just intensified. “Kai~~~.” Moaning his name out loud you could hear his panting in your ear. As he slowed down his thrusting, he let out a low groan. He barely arrived early in the morning after being overseas the last few weeks. Not even an hour of being him your both ended up in the bed you both shared. 

 “I missed you so much .” Raspy tone feeling warm breath hits the shell of your ear.

“I -I missed you too Hakkai~~.” You said between each moan. “D-don’t stop just like that~~” whimpering as the tall slender man's cock still slid in and out of you.

“Fuck.”..letting a long groan out loud as his thrusting was becoming a bit sloppier. In your tone and the way your pussy was tightening around his cock you were close to coming.  Turning your head towards him you could see him flexing his jaw and just for him to see the lewd expression on your face the sound of his cock thrusting hard into you... The warm cum filled your pussy up once again as you both locked eyes with one another.

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[luxthestrange]

TOKREV Incorrect quotes#44 Loyalties-

Draken was chilling in the food court when a group of teenagers came to him, especially one girl wearing what most could see jaw-dropping clothes...but his heart was taken already by you

RandomGirl*Holding mic to the hot tall guy she spotted*-What's your type?

Draken*Not looking at her and her friends doing a bit for an online cloud as he feels her looking up at him* I have an S.O

RandomGirl: So what's your type then?

Draken: My S.O

RandomGirl: And what do they look like?

Draken: They look like S.O

RandomGirl*Squishing her breasts closer looking up at him with a bit too much thirst* So what would you rate me outta 10?~

Draken*Weirded out but chooses to still be respectful* Uuum I can't do that

RandomGirl*Frowns and crosses arms* Can't rate me at all?

Draken: Cant rate you at all

RandomGirl: What would you rate your S.O outta 10?

Draken*Smiles seeing you in the distance giggling as you come out holding a giant squish mallow for you hoard at home*...They broke my scale cuz they are so beautiful

[lotus-n-l0ve]

"𝐀-𝐀𝐫𝐞........𝐀𝐫𝐞, 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐡-𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧 𝐌𝐞?"

— Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji x Female Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : When a hoodie and picture makes Draken think that you are cheating on him.

☯ WARNINGS : Cursing, making out at the end, cock-blocked, 1.2k words.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS : Hey guys. Since you guys liked Mikey one so much I decided to write one for his best friend as well. Tumblr is being such a bitch. I can't save darfts, edit my works or anything. I hade to do this one for at least nine times.

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Draken waits patiently outside of your house for you to open the door and bless him with your beautiful face. This was going to be the first time he came to your house. He was pretty nervous. Can you believe The Draken is nervous?

Finally the wait seemed to be over when the wooden door opened, revealing your adorable form. You were almost drowning in the sage green hoodie that you were wearing, paired with matching socks.

Your face lit up when you saw your giant but gentle boyfriend, "Draken, you are here? Come in, come in."

You grabbed his arm and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind with your leg. Draken chuckled at your antics. Someday you will be the death of him. You can stab him with a knife and he will let you.

You dragged him to your bedroom where you were going to watch the new airing anime with him. You were so excited to spend some time with your boyfriend and enjoy the anime.

"Sit here."

You told him to get comfortable as you fetch your laptop. In no time Draken was sitting in the middle of the bed with his back resting on the headboard and you were sitting between his legs, your back on his chest.

Draken had his hands wrapped around your shoulder, caressing his thumb over it occasionally. Your attention was on the laptop in your lap while he had his on you. Don't get him wrong, he did like anime but this one was just not his type.

He tightened his hold, pulling you in his chest even more. He buried his face in your nape, taking a long breath. But his face soon turned into a frown. Draken took another sniff and the frown deepened.

Your hoodie smelled of a men's cologne. Draken knew because Sanzu always wears this one. But since when do you like this kind of smell? Till today he knew that you liked floral scents and this was anything but floral.

Draken stopped himself before he concluded something stupid. You were not the type to cheat. You were too nice and kind to cheat. Yes, nothing happened. You probably tried something new.

Draken reassured himself but that quickly broke when his looked to the side. On your nightstand, there is a photo framed in gold. The picture is of you with a guy, not much older than Draken himself.

The problem isn't that. The problem is you had your arm wrapped around his neck while he had his around your waist. You were kissing his cheeks and he was wearing the sage green hoodie you had on right now.

Were you really cheating on him? Was he not enough? Did you even love him?

Draken could feel his heart breaking into millions of pieces. You were the light of his dark heart. A fresh breath of air in his suffocating life. But now he was not even sure whether all this was even true.

His hold around you loosened, diverting your attention from the anime to his, now loose, arm.

You turned your head to the side, "Draken, What happened?"

Your expression morphed into a confused one when he didn't answer. You called him a few more times but he remained silent. You could feel something was wrong. Draken never ignored you. Even if he is fighting someone, if you call, he would pay all his attention to you.

You paused the video, put the laptop on the bed and turned to him, still between his legs, "Draken?"

His head was hung low, so you could not see his face, a dark shadow casted on it. You brought yourself down and saw his face, only to gasp. Draken was clenching his jaw hard to not let the glistening tears that had gathered in eyes fall. His lips were pressed in a tight line, trying to suppress the sobbs.

"O my gosh! Draken?" You panicked as you cupped his face in your hands and tilted it up, "What's wrong baby?"

Draken refused to meet your eyes as he stuttered with a breaking voice, "A-are……..are, are you ch-cheating on me?"

His voice reduced to whispers at the end. Your eyes widened with shock at his acquisition.

"No, why would you think that?" You asked, wiping the falling water down his face.

He brought his both hands up and gripped your hoodie by the waist, "Who-se h-hoodie is this?"

You tilted your head slightly, which Draken would find endearing had he not been looking down, "My brother's, see."

You said as you pointed at the same photo on the nightstand. His head snapped up hearing your answer. He followed your finger pointing and saw the photo. Suddenly Draken felt so stupid. Of course you would never cheat on him, or anyone else for that matter. You can't even lie to save your life.

Suddenly Draken threw his hand around you, pulling you in his chest and catching up off guard. His head buried in your neck. You could feel him taking deep breath. You wrapped your arm around his torso, running a palm on his back to calm him down.

What am I going to do with this gentle giant?

You shake your head. As you understand the sudden behaviour of Draken, you fail to surpress the laugh and before you know, you were cracking up like there's no tomorrow.

"Hahaha, Draken you really thought I was cheating on you?" You almost choke on your words, "You accused me of cheating and now you are the one crying? O you cry baby."

Draken gave you a tight squeeze, "Stop making fun of me."

"Ok ok, you cry baby." You said but made no move to actually do so.

Draken pulled his head back, glaring at you, "Will you stop?"

You nod but the pout on his face made laugh even move, "The great Draken is crying."

"So you want to laugh huh? Let's see just how much you can."

In a flash you were lying on the bed on your back and Draken hovered over you. Draken slammed his lips on yours. The teste of your lip balm filled his senses. His plams slides up your hand to your palms and interwinded your fingers, holding you in his firm hold.

He broke the kiss and drifted kisses down your throat, drawing moans out of you. You throw your head back to give him more space. His touch glided at the base of your throat.

"Uh-nn……. Draken, fuck!" You whispered. Your legs automatically wrapping around his waist.

"Why aren't laughing anymore huh baby? Cat caught your tongue?" Draken taunted.

You watched with confusion as he released his hold on you and got off the bed.

Draken started walking out of the room, "Good bye, baby. I have to go meet Mikey."

"Wait! Draken Where are you going?" You shouted, panicking, "You can't leave like this. What about me?"

Draken turned his head back to face you and said with a teasing tone, "You should have thought about that before making fun of me."

With that he walking walking out of the house, leaving you hot and horny. His lips curled up to a smirk when he heard your frustrated scream. This was your punishment but he will make sure to take care of you tonight. So much that even your parents will hear how much of a whore their daughter is for him.

© 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒-𝐍-𝐋𝟎𝐕𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to LOTUS-N-L0VE. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

All the rights and credits of the characters, gifs, songs and pictures used here belongs to their rightful owners.

[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.”

[katsune-nya]

Draken: *Yawns*

Y/N: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Draken: Then you must be exhausted.

Mikey: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

[kenslilove]

᯽៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ Repost of Draken having the horsecock canon ™️ of the TR universe

AN. I said I needed something heavy on my tongue… ken is heavy, huge, barley fits. Just how we like it. Yes this is a repost, yes it makes me dizzy and I hope it does the same for you <33

W. NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI short and sweet, but not darken’s cock, he’s soft with you despite his massive shlong, very soft pet names like baby girl and princess, size kink for sure, gagging, you just really wanna take him all in but it’s a work in progress ///: <3

Do not repost, share or copy onto any other platform ‼️ reblogs, comments, feedback are greatly appreciated

He knows it’s not nice to chuckle when your on your knees for him, giving him the pleasure, focusing on his needs

But he just can’t help it. He can’t help it because it’s just so cute how you look at his cock. With furrowed brows, lips pursed with a bit of defeat, want, determination. It’s all tied in on that scrunched up look on your face. Not to mention just how small your hand looks pumping his girth, fingers just barely able to touch one another once you pump all the way down to his base.

He can’t hold it back, it’s a soft little noise that only makes you pout more.

“Baby girl, S’okay—“

“No Ken, m’gunna do it. Gunna take it all.”

You said that last time, and the time before that. And probably even the time before that. He knew you wanted to be able to take all of him, wanted your throat stuffed full of him and your nose pressed up against his pelvic bone.

But Draken also knew, simply put, that he was hung. And even as your pretty lips brushed over his tip, giving it a loving kiss before smearing your shiny lipgloss down his major vein. He knew he wasn’t gunna fit.

“Baby.” He murmured, his hand pausing the strokes to your hair to grab your chin gently. He tilted your face up slightly, holding back the laugh that threatened to bubble up when his cock bobbed, almost the same length as your cute, pouting face. “You know I don’t care that you can’t take it all—“

“But I want to, Kenny. Please, lemme, gunna try again.”

He hummed. He couldn’t say no to you, not when you started to pump him a bit faster, and especially not when you stuck out your tongue, licking at the seam in his balls just to hear him groan softly. His hand was in your hair again, fingers nothing but gentle as he spread his legs a little further apart, letting you get comfortable while he held your nape.

“Alright princess. Go ahead.”

You were almost giddy, pressing a final kiss to his leaky, swollen tip before you opened up your lips nice and wide for him. He watched intently, a small smile staying on his face as you swallowed him up. Your lips were so soft, tongue pressing up against the bottom of his cock as you sank, further… further.

You were about half way when his tip was against the back of your throat. You paused here, and he could feel how your lips started to tremble, how the hand on his base gripped him a little tighter. His cock twitched a bit as you swallowed around him, his tongue coming out to wet his lips as he watched how you hesitantly pushed down further—

You gagged, hard, again. Tears rushing to your eyes and making you pull back. His cock bobbed when it was free, almost smacking back against his abdomen and snapping all the strings of drool so they’d cling to your trembling lower lip. Your whines were precious, eyes shiny when you looked up at him.

“Ken”

“Good job, little love.” He praised you despite the clear disappointment in your own gaze, his thumb pressing a steady pressure against your neck, trying to get you to relax. “Took more than last time—“

“But still not all of it.”

“S’okay.” He shushed you, leaning down to press a fond kiss onto your forehead. Your head laid on his thigh in defeat, lips latching onto the sensitive skin of his base to suckle on it, the sweet vibrations of your whines making his hips twitch. “You don’t need to take it all, little love.”

“I will… m’gunna…” Your mumbles were pressed against his skin, and you looked up at him with certainty, despite the tears and drool that stuck to your cheeks. “I’ll do it, Ken.”

“You will.” He helped you guide your lips back to his tip, his hand still forever gentle as it cupped your jaw, biting his lip as you sucked his tip like your favourite flavour of lollipop. “Eventually. We got all the time in the world to work that pretty throat open, sweetheart”

[yaemikomine]

SHOULD’VE SAID NO.

summary: your best friend slept with your man and you decide to take revenge by sleeping with her ex Featuring : Ken Ryuguji part 1. masterlist

“ You should’ve said no, you should’ve gone home you should’ve thought twice before you let it all go”

“Bitch fuck you” you screamed out into the air, cross faded on a mixture of weed and whiskey. After you found out by your now -EX- boyfriend that he had cheated on you with your best friend of two years last weekend at a party, you trusted him in going by himself - turns out you shouldn’t have trusted him because after he slept with her they started hooking up on the low.

You guess he felt really bad because he was the only one who came forward and told you what they had been doing. In a fit of rage you spammed your also now -EX- best friend with messages of you just calling her many things while your ex was also blowing up your phone apologizing -telling you- begging you for forgiveness and telling you that it meant nothing to him, that he only loved you n he loved you more than anything

Once you were done texting her everything, you went to message him - you said how you could never forgive him nor her, how you want nothing to do with them anymore, how she can keep his tiny dick - just going off on him and than blocking him before he could say anything else to you about how he only wants you.

“You shouldn’t be begging for forgiveness at my feet, you should’ve said no, baby, and you might still have me”

It’s only been a week - and it’s been hell for you. Your ex hasn’t gotten the hint that you really don’t care n keeps texting you on random text free sites how he missed you, but he’s literally dating your ex best friend n telling you this. You contemplate getting a restraining order, “it’s probably easier than having him blow up my phone” you think before you get a ding from your phone. You pull it out of your pocket to check. “It’s this bitch.” You sign and open the text message. “I don’t know why I need to tell you this but MY MAN don’t want you nm so fuck outta his phone” you had a look of disgust and confusion on your face that just said, “what the fuck…”

you reply back quickly with, “don’t nobody want your man besides you hun, keep him” griping your phone tightly, almost thinking it will crack under the grip of your hand. “Mhm sure, but you still on his phone texting for him back”

“This bitch has to be delusional” you almost guarantee you would laugh if this whole situation doesn’t involve a home wrecking whore ex best friend. “I don’t know what you’re on about - but I’m not in his phone… so how about you get the fuck outta MY phone before I fuck your ex” you’re in the middle of a cafe, sitting down - knowing you hit a nerve by the way it seems like she’s writing you a paragraph because she’s taking too long - almost like she truly doesn’t know what to say. “Nah you wouldn’t… that’s too far even for you”

“Bitch…be fr” you whisper quietly at your phone, “how are you gonna say it’s too far but I guess you didn’t think it was too far when you started fucking my bf” you sent it and then send another text, “ngl I would tho he bad asf” you already know she’s fuming - you smile to yourself, proud you even thought of that.

“You’re not his type so try again bitch” you already know what to say, thinking of everything. “Sure let’s see hoe” before blocking her and getting to work with your plan. You get to texting her fine ass ex, Ken Ryuguji.

“You say that the past is in the past, you need one more chance - it was a moment of weakness and you said yes”

You planned to accidentally bump into him at a college party and make small talk, flirt - get him upstairs, and get hot and heavy with him. You’re ecstatic, just thinking about him gets you turned on quickly - shaking off the nerves, you began to get ready to pull up to the party. Getting ready at your friends house, Emma - you both take your time in looking good, making sure not one thing looks bad with you two.

“Bitch are you scared or nervous for doing this?” Emma says, putting her hair up into a cute claw clip. “Uhh sorta… I guess i don’t know” setting your face and putting on blush. “Well I mean anyone would be but jus fuck it cause you’re getting revenge. Don’t nobody deserve what they told you so now you gon say fuck it, right?” She was especially mad because she told you he wasn’t good for you and you didn’t listen. “Yea fuck it” you both pregamed and took cute photos to post later on - then going on to the party.

On the way to the party, your nerves are now in the roof - shoving them back inside, “girl you gotta do this” on your phone, scrolling through insta. “Bitch we almost here so, you know what you gotta do” you smile at yourself from the camera on your phone, “i know, I know” looking at her, you blow a kiss to her face before kissing her cheek. She smiled at you from the corner of her eyes - pulling up to the party, parking the car - you and her immediately get out of the car n walk through the door.

You and her both go looking for the drinks, excited to get drunk and chill the nerves - Emma makes her way to the mountain of bottles on the kitchen counter, you follow close behind her. You grab a cup and pour whatever entices you - perking up as you hear the familiar voice of Draken, you look around slowly as to not seem like you’re looking for him or anything like that. You catch him in the corner of your eye - perched on the couch, smoking a fat blunt - more rolled blunts and weed on the coffee table in front of him. you smile to calm the nerves coursing through your body. And then the games began - you make your way over to him.

“Ken~” you flirtatiously walk over to him, attracting and bewitching the looks of other people surrounding him. He looks over to you - taking a hit of the blunt that was in his hands, “hey” he replies back to you, his glassy baked eyes looking you up and down. “this boy so fine…” you think as you sat down right besides him on the comfy love seat, squishing you both together. You look up at him, “I didn’t know you were gonna be here - you didn’t tell me..” grabbing the blunt from his hand, softly, you take a hit from it - blowing the smoke in his face as he looks you in the eyes.

It didn’t take long for it to hit, “you sure you should be doing that” he eyed you for a while before taking it from your hands. “Yea, I do actually”

“You can see that I’ve been crying, and baby, you know all the right things to say. But do you honestly expect me to believe we could ever be the same?”

It didn’t take long for you both to find your way upstairs, heatedly making out - you feel his dick on your inner thigh, “goddamn he’s big as fuck…” a thought in your mind, grabbing the back of his hair - griping it as he opens the door into a room. You feel bad for whoever’s room this is, knowing you’re both going to leave a mess.

You push him on the king sized bed - kissing down his body, you’re on you’re knees, unzipping his pants. His cock springs up at you, “he really is big” you think as you pull it out of his boxers. You immediately stroke it, hearing the soft moans coming out from above you - you look up at him, and he looks so majestic. “Ken~ you look so pretty, making you into this… can I take a phone?” You question, he’s tight lipped but nods a sign yes. Flipping out your phone - still stroking him - you snap a quick photo before flinging your phone across the floor.

Putting your lips on the tip, stroking the rest of his length, “ugh my hair is in my face…” and it’s almost like he read your mind because he immediately puts his hands into your hair, making a ponytail with them. Going even further down him, you gag, looking up at his and you don’t seem to care because the faces he makes is enough for you to be satisfied right now.

You go back up to the tip of it, kitten licking the pre-cum. And than once again going further down him, inch by inch. Both your hands going up and down the rest of him you couldn’t go down, going the same tempo your mouth is. One hand goes down to play with his balls - his moans getting louder - and it seems like that was the last thing he needed before he cums into your mouth. You keep going tho, swallowing most of it but some dribbling down your chin

You pull off of him, mouth full of his seed, and smile at him as he catches his breath. You get up off your knees, pushing him down onto the bed. You slide up and down his dick, your panties the only border between both him slipping inside of you. Pulling off your panties - you get back on top of him. Sliding him between your folds. Moaning at the sensation as he looks up at you with slanted eyes, hands on your ass. Your hands on his chest.

Putting a hand down, gripping his manhood, slowly you push him inside of you - moaning at how good he feels, “look at you ma… you look bad as fuck like this” he says, looking up at you as if you were the only thing that mattered to him right now. Smiling at his words - you get to work on making both him and you feel good.

You go up and down his big dick - if anybody heard you outside of the room they would definitely think you guys were filming a porno with how much moaning you’re doing. Throwing your head back in pleasure, you continue in jumping on him, wanting so badly to reach your climax.

“Fuck…ken, you’re so big” you manage to moan out, your hands on his chest and his still on your ass, slightly pushing you up and down his dick.

“It’s strange to think the songs we used to sing. The smiles, the flowers, everything is gone. Yesterday I found out about you. Even now just looking at you feels wrong”

You’re both laying down on the bed - the smell of sex, weed, and sweat surrounds the room. You’re on his chest laying down, softly. “So…” you’re speechless and so is he because he says it as well. “Uhm so I think I should go before Emma notices I’m gone…” you slowly get up off his chest, feeling bad for leaving him there - you grab all of your clothes, putting them on as he watches you in silence. You pause for a minute, before waving bye to him and walking out the door. “That was the best dick I’ve gotten…” you think, stunned as you walk down the stairs. “Bitch there the fuck you were - I’ve been looking for you everywhere” Emma grabs you by the shoulders - sniffing you - “Girl… did you actually do it…”

you nervously smile at her as a sign of “yea I did girl…” she’s not mad but drags you out the door and into the car. It’s about 3 AM by the time you both are on the way home. You suddenly remember about the whole reason you fucked him, pulling out your phone and going into the chats between you and her. Sending her the beautiful photo of Ken, flushed and moaning heavily - “turns out I was just his type. Try the next bitch hun” you put your phone down on your lap again

By the time you and her get home, you check your phone again and there’s only one msg. You smile giddily because this time draken messaged you.

[sleepysnk]

hiiii!💗 for the smut prompt, can you pls do #26 w Draken? Thank you sm 🥹🥹

I’m a bit shy to come off anon but I really love your writing🤍

a/n: hi lovely! thank you so much for this request <3. also, thank you for your words it means a lot to me!! 🤍 draken is one of my favs so i absolutely enjoyed writing this!! thank you again, and i hope you enjoy!

pairings: ken (draken) ryuguji x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, smut, fingering, dirty talk, praising, daddy kink, use of pet names (baby, princess, pretty girl), some after care.

prompt #26: “i want you to ruin me.”

Your whines and moans echoed off of the walls of your bedroom. It was honestly like music to Draken’s ears as he twisted and curled his fingers inside of your pussy. His thick digits hit the right spots inside of you that drove you up the wall from the pleasure. 

You didn’t expect to be in such a position with your boyfriend. You had originally been cuddling on your bed, watching a random movie you had picked out on Netflix. His hands started moving lower and his kisses started to trail down your jaw. Before you knew it, his fingers were shoved inside your dripping cunt. He fingered you with such pace that you could hardly keep yourself composed from his pumps. It was amazing what Draken could do with just his hands. 

He had your leg draped over his waist, which gave him access to your cunt. The two of you were sloppily making out with one another as he pumped his fingers inside of you. He could reach places you didn’t even know existed. He found that delicious spot in your pussy that made you go mad, and each time his fingers pressed against the small button, your vision went white with stars. He loved to see you falling apart underneath his hands like that. He swallowed each and every moan that slipped from your mouth as he kissed you. You deserved all the best treatment. 

He broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against yours. His dark eyes were blown with lust. He loved to watch the way your face twisted with pleasure at every thrust of his fingers. “Fuck.. you like that, princess? You’re fucking soaked..” he asked, raising his eyebrows in a seductive manner. 

You shuddered from the pleasure. Your head then nodded vigorously from his question. You honestly found it difficult to speak. The only way you responded was through moans and broken whimpers that was a result of his actions towards your body. He was so good at it. He always left you speechless every fucking time. 

Draken then dragged your body closer to his. This allowed your leg to spread further so he had greater access to you. He started smirking to himself at your desperation. “Answer me, baby.” he used his free hand to make you look at him as he spoke to you. “Tell me what my name is, baby. I wanna hear you say it.. tell me what you want.”

Your mouth fell open. A gasp suddenly erupted from your throat when Draken’s pumps grew more aggressive this time. It almost forced everything out of you to not cum right there, even though you were close. “Ah! Daddy!” you cried, throwing your head back in pleasure. “I-I.. I want you to ruin me.”

His cock twitched inside of his boxers at the name you moaned with such ecstasy. A smirk wrote itself onto his features at the sound of it. He loved when you called him that, especially in bed. You were such a good girl for him. Draken started to curl his fingers to find your g-spot once again. He adored seeing the way your body would twitch and shudder whenever he found it. “That’s right, pretty girl..” he praised, pressing his thumb against your clit. “I’ll give you exactly what you want. I’ll ruin your little pussy.. I promise.”

Your vision was blurry and your mind started to become foggy from the euphoria. Your hips began to buck and sink on Draken��s fingers that were already deep inside of you. “Fuck! D-Draken! I’m close..” you placed your hands on his built arms that were surrounding you. 

Draken started rubbing your clit a bit harder this time, allowing more pleasure to reach your body. He could feel your walls beginning to tighten around his fingers. You honestly looked so fucking gorgeous underneath him like that. “Yeah..? Cum for me, princess, I wanna see you fall apart for daddy..” he cooed, staring into your eyes. 

His dirty talk sent you over the edge. The knot that had formed inside your belly had snapped and it sent waves of electricity crashing over your belly. A loud moan came from your mouth when your orgasm had fully reached and taken over your body. Your legs trembled and shook on the bed and you could hardly keep yourself quiet as Draken kept fingering your cunt. Your slick covered his fingers and made squelching noises every time he slipped them into you.

He smirked at the sight below him. Your cunt was quivering and it honestly looked a complete mess from his actions. “You did so good, baby..” he kissed your cheek, smiling at you. “My pretty princess..” 

You smiled softly as he embraced you, tightening his hold on your body. “I love you.. Ken..” you whispered, placing your head against his chest where you could hear his beating heart.

“I love you more, baby.” he replied.

[linahopeeeee]

big boy

ღ Ken Ryuguji x black reader

ღ Warnings: smut, size kink, oral (fem rec), tummy bulge, cumming

^^^^^^^

Draken is just so… big

But he doesn’t realize just how big he is until he’s hovering over your small frame, his hands placed by your head as he steadies himself above you. His cock slowly dragging against your walls, dark eyes staring at the bulge that forms in your tummy each time his hips meet yours.

“fuck princess” he takes your hand in his “you’re so tiny, taking me so well” he places your hand on your stomach, letting you feel just how deep he is.

You however, knew just how big Ken was the first time you seen him walking down the street with Mikey and you instantly knew that was a tree you wanted to climb “fuck ken!” you cry out, nails clawing at his biceps with each kiss of his tip against your cervix. “too b-big, c-close” you whimper out after one especially deep thrust. Your eyes roll to the back of year head as you attempt to stop yourself from cumming, because you haven’t been given permission and you know now is not the time to disobey Ken.

So you close your eyes and hold on for dear life as you inch closer and closer to orgasm that’s just begging to be released.

Ken sees how much you’re struggling to hold on and he may be upset but he’s not going to take his anger out on you… yet

“cum f’me baby” he grunts against your neck, tongue licking over the brusie he left there this morning. His voice is deeper than usual ad as he picks up his pace, the sound of his hips meeting your bounces off the walls and only makes things worse.

Your walls clench tightly around him, slick gushing out of you. Ken quickly pulls himself out, lowering his head down to your cunt as he laps up your juices “fuck you taste so good” he says against your pussy.

He might’ve been nice and let you cum but that doesn’t mean he was going to be nice when he’s forcing orgasm after orgasm from that pretty little pussy of yours

[ryuseibutgayer]

imagine darken with a s/o who loves playing horror games but is constantly on the edge of a panic attack with playing them 😭he’d be so done. I’m playing subnautica rn and I love it but I feel like I’m gonna cry at any second 💀

Ok for me it's just the fact that it's underwater that makes me go ":v FISHIES" but I do see all those tiny spaces you gotta go to with the giant weird ass creatures being a little freaky 😭 I mean then again I'm me so I'm not really fit to play horror games 💀 Thanks for requesting! Get ready for another panic attack 🙂 JKJK

ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʟᴏꜱᴇ ɪᴛ

• So you know backseat drivers right?

• He's a backseat mother.

• He'll advise you on what to do BEFORE stuff happens after watching a bit of gameplay and get really invested- if you fail at all, he'll just whisper some encouragement and remind you of where to go if any progress is reset, then he'll just like shut up for the rest of the time

• The reason why he's so quiet is because when you first started playing you annoyed the living *shit* out of him with your constant, unpredictable "aH! 🐥" peeps. So he just slunk into your room like "what the fuck." He started watching and then the next time you reacted in fear with a loud shriek or something, he got scared by the noise you made 💀💀

• This brought him to just stick himself onto the back of you like a backpack so you're less reactive

• He'd still chew you out for a good minute into gameplay when you kept squealing in his ear 😭💀

• He'd also like flinch now and then if you freaked out after a while of being silent- He'd swat you but only barely cmon

• After you start calming down, he'd start chipping in with some tiny stuff he noticed, and then this progresses into like the first two descriptions of him

• If this is a hobby for you, he'll just walk in to see you warming up the game and just hit his head on the wall or sigh, depending on the game 💀

• He will support your gameplay, but if you're a loud shrieking chicken he's gonna get so fucking fed up lmao

• You want merch? Yeah!

• You want new gaming stuff? Yeah!

• You wanna new game? N O 😭 NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN

• If you start having an off game, he'll talk a liiiittle shit to fuel you, but if you turn the headset and controller to him, he'll gladly take it

• He's the silent but super flinchy and angry horror game player 😭 please take it from him the second time he dies.

• Hey if you DO start crying, he's there to cling onto and shake his head 💀

[titanialev]

[luxthestrange]

TOKREV Incorrect quotes#40 Taiyaki

W!Y/n*Is making their way to grab the last Taiyaki*Move...

Mikey*Acting as a barrier between them cashier*Or what?~

W!Y/n*squints eyes at him*Or...I'll punch you in the boobs

Mikey: I don't have boobs-These are pectorals!

W!Y/n*Blank stare, jabs him in the chest pushing him out of your way, walking past him*

Mikey*Covering his chest with a pout* Ow! My boobs!

Draken*Facepalm*...

[ekkurea]

Another commission with Ken Ryuguji for @anxiousbabybird

I put in all my strength🍃✨🍃∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

I don't think I'll be able to do it again anytime soon (o´ω`o)ﾉHaha

Hope you like it too! I really tried really hard and spent a million hours on it🏙🤍🌃( ◡‿◡ ) And I don't regret it✨

I made the last simple background specifically to use as wallpaper on phone(｡・//ε//・｡)

And also I will not stop thanking all of you for how wonderful you are and what a great support you are to my creativity. ☆⌒ヽ(*'､^*)chu

Thank you! You are the best💞

- EKUREA -

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Teaching Them Spanish Part 3 Ft: Taiju Shiba, Nahoya Kawata, Izana Kurokawa, Ken Ryuguji (Draken) and Manjiro Sano (Mikey) WC: 1200+(unedited) Resident @enchantedforest-networkPart 1 Part2 A/N: Hello babes! Part 3 of teaching them spanish !! Please understand there are different dialects and meanings for some of the words used. This is what I grew up knowing and learning as a kid! For example, since I'm Mexican concha means shell in Spanish for me and I have a friend who is from Argentina concha means p**** in Spanish to her. Enjoys babes!

Taiju 

This vacation was something big for both of you since you haven’t taken a vacation in so long since Taiju was a working machine. Traveling outside of Tokyo to a familiar country you once grew up in. It was a bit busier due to the holidays and something Taiju wanted to do was see how mas was performed at the church you grew up going to. Arriving in the small church there were very few people in the church. The first thing he did was walk to the cross and pay his respects. Both of you kneel down in front of the large cross. Bowing your head, closing your eyes. Before you could pray Taiju did first “en el nombre del padre, del hijo y del espíritu santo amén (in the name of the father and of the son and of the holy spirit amen). 

Your eyes open and get a side glance at him in your mind ‘That was hot… I’m going to hell I know I am. He just did a prayer and it turned me on.' Taijus' eyes opened as he looked at you, who had a noticeable blush on your cheeks. As you both took a seat on the empty benches. You began to think he picked up on that phrase pretty quickly “Tai have you been practicing?” you quietly spoke.

“I have… why did i not say something right?” he looked ahead at the cross in front of him as he asked the question. “No, it was good.. Like really really good.” your voice had a bit of excitement. Just by your response, he knew exactly what you were thinking. He wanted to say something but being in the house of god he couldn’t say it out of respect. He simply replied, “Mi pedacito de cielo (my little piece of heaven.)” he smirked, giving you a side glance knowing that there should be no sins were going to be committed until you both arrived back to your hotel room. 

Nahoya

“I don't think it's fair you won't tell me how to say it.” he grinned his head resting on your shoulder, his hands snaking around your waist. “If you love me you would tell me.”

“Don’t use that against me! You know I love you but every time I give you a phrase you use it on someone and it causes a fight when you explain to them what the meaning is. You just like starting problems…..tóxico.” “It makes you a tóxica for teaching me it then huh?” He laughed “Come on, if I can't get it from you I’m gonna ask Souya because he has been learning.” “Excuse you!? I'm not a tóxica!”  you pouted, becoming undone from his hold “Because you called me that you aren’t going to know.” crossing your arms and walking away. “Awwww comes on you know I'm kidding mi corazon, mi vida, mi alma.” he grabbed your hand bringing your back to him. He kissed the tip of your nose. “Can you tell me por favor?” You rolled your eyes and let out a sigh. You knew you were going to regret the decision you were going to make right now  “Pinche Payaso.(fucking clown)” “You are the best you know that babe!” planting a kiss on your lip. "Now I can't wait to use it on some and say Oi pinch payaso!" “Yeah yeah tóxico.” you rolled your eyes once more leaning into the kiss, your arms wrapping around him. “Don’t come back here when you need to beg bandaged up.”

Izana 

“Mi Reina como estas?” the sweet smile on his lips he reached for your hand and he planted a kiss on the back of it. 

“I'm good,” you blushed softly your eyes connecting with his purple orbs. You seriously know how to take a girl's breath away, Mi Rey.” Teaching Izana he was really attentive when learning from you. He loved practicing how to pronounce the words correctly. Noticing when he got a word pronounced correctly he could see the proud look on your face. He insisted that you call him Mi Rey instead of my king. He felt it was more special in his eyes and loved how you spoke to him in spanish. “Well seeing the prettiest girl in the world I can help it plus she is all mine which makes me the luckiest guy in the world.” he brushed the strands away from your face. His hands cradling your face “Tienes que saber que haría cualquier cosa por ti, cualquiera. (You have to know I'll do anything for you, anything.)”

“I know you will be Mi Rey.” your hands resting against his.

Draken

“Hijo de puta (son of a bitch)” he grunts as he gets up from the floor, his jumpsuit half undone, and he walks to his toolbox to find a socket wrench. You watched him puffing out a sigh. Some sweat glistened from his body as it was a bit hot in the workshop. “What happened?” looking over at you for a moment before turning his attention to the toolbox.  He walked back to the bike he was fixing up. “Quiero desnudarte ( I wanna undress you.)”  you spoke to him raising your brow. Letting out a smirk he shook his head slightly before returning his attention back to the bike. “Babe, I'm thirsty.” you weren’t saying it like you were actually dehydrated.

“There is water right next to you.” the sound of metal clinking as he screwed a bolt in.

“Not that kinda thirsty. I’m thirsty for you.”  you got down from the counter walking towards him. “¿Puedes esperar a que termine? (can you wait till i'm finished?)” he asked. You shook your head. 

“Come on papacito, you cannot think I'm not going to stop myself from pouncing on you right now?” giving him a sweet smile and touching his black messy hair. “You know you look a bit dehydrated, let me replenish your electrolytes.” “Pardon sorry not to interrupt your little moment but is the bike almost done?” Shinichiro walked in seeing you practical on Draken laps. Draken rubbed his face letting out a sigh he cursed under his breath.

Mikey

“Tengo hambre (I'm hungry)” his head was face down at the table waiting for his food. You let out a little sigh closing his study book. There was no way he was going to finish studying now. His mind was already wanting to eat. “They will be coming soon, just relax.” your hands resting on the counter table. Looking Picking his head up he looked over at the cook window “Apúrate, Tengo hambre! (hurry up I'm hungry)”

You quickly leaned over covering his mouth  “shhh Cállate. Have you ever heard of never pissing off people handling your food?” He heard your stomach growl. You had an embarrassed look on your face as you sat back down quickly. He squinted his eyes “See I'm not the only one hungry. But you become hangry if they have you waiting too long.”You squint your eyes back at him “It takes a hangry person to know a hangry person.” you cocked your brow at him “I’m not the one pouting because I don’t have my food yet.”

As you both were bickering back and forth you didn't notice the server coming with your plates of food. Mikey's eyes gleamed with excitement. “Gracias!” you both spoke together.

Taking the first bite of food sends your taste buds over the moon.  Looking over at the love of your life who was scarfing down his food like he hasn’t eaten in a day “you might act childish but i wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Right back at cha babe.” his cheeks were stuffed with food.

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[seraphdreams]

— ˗ˋ ୨ PRINCESS ୧ ˊ˗ —

ღ FEAT. ken ryuuguji (draken) x fem!reader.

ღ CONTAINS. size kink, soft sex, little bit of crying, pet names like princess and doll, missionary, praise. 18+, no minors!

ღ AUTHOR’S NOTE <3. first time writing ken! it’s short but hope you enjoy!

strong arms cage both sides of your body, the man before you taking in every little expression you make when you accommodate to the sheer stretch that is his cock splitting you open. when you squeeze your eyes shut as he sinks into your wet heat, when you wrap your hand around his forearm and look into those dark grey eyes. he loves it.

loves it when you whine to him about how he’s too much, like you can’t take it. you can, you always do. effortlessly. but even with him halfway sheathed into you it feels like a lot. “ken, i can’t—” docilely, your voice rasps to which he responds with a kiss to your jaw. “mm baby, yes you can.” he inches in more, the tip rubbing against the plush spot within your walls. “c’mon, princess. take it.”

words of encouragement were all you needed to ignore the few tears that rolled down your cheeks, and allow draken to pleasure you the way he knew you loved.

slowly, once he’s fully inside, he picks up pace, allowing his hips to meet yours. it’s a mix of euphoria and salaciousness that torrents within you when his speed gradually falls into a delicious rhythm that has your eyes rolling and moans slipping past like you just learned how to use your own voice.

“taking me s’good. look at you, baby.” he grumbles, “pretty fucking princess.”

more kisses land to your lips and jaw, messy ones. ones that remind you how much he adores you, how much he spoils you and treats you like the doll you are. there’s a quiet moment in his groans where he pulls away to take a better look at you. your vacant eyes searching through his for any trace of query.

you’re so beautiful, he thinks to himself. warm hands wrap themselves around the back of your thighs and push them closer to your chest, effectively folding you in half. he resumes his pace, low moans tumbling from him as you tighten around his shaft. you’re so close, yet a strangled whimper is all you can manage in your blissed-out state. but he knows.

knows your body all too well and knows exactly when you’re gonna let go , when you’re gonna make a mess of his pretty cock. a hand leaves your thigh and softly caresses your cheek. “cum for me, pretty, i know you wanna.”

instinctively, you’re creaming his shaft, whimpering at the overstimulation that follows when he continues his thrusts, signaling his own release.

together, your hearts beat. together, you both admire each other’s after-bliss expressions. together, you’re both drunk on each other—drunk on the feeling.

that’s how it is with ken ryuuguji.