#kunigami x reader smut

[lkigami]

A/N: In honour of failing my math exam here’s this shit that i just wrote, never actually expected to hit over a 100 notes on anything that i posted, i originally just wanted to post some drafts that i had sitting in my notes app for a couple of months and then dip, im pretty amateur but there’s a first for everything in life ig #YOLO. My ask thingy is always open so feel free to send your ideas/hcs of your blue lock favs (*'▽'*)

He’s sitting at your feet. Groveling like a dog, his pupils look exploded, if you looked closely you could almost see the hearts in his eyes. The iron grip you’ve got on his hair makes everything around him swirl.

He feels his chest tightening, he’s on his knees, large hands holding both of your thick thighs. Your stare is scrutinizing, like you need to put him in his place. He wants to ask you whether or not he’s a good boy, but part of him doesn’t want to know your answer.

You treat him so good, don’t you?

Always looking after him, giving him attention whenever he needs it, consistently coming to his soccer practice, proudly wearing his jersey to matches, unconditionally showering him in your affection, so much so that he can feel his boxers tightening over his rapidly growing dick while looking at your plump thighs.

He doesn’t even realize he’s been in his own head spacing out until you delicately grip his jaw and lift it so that he’s holding eye contact with you. The simple act stirs something within him and he softly groans, his cheeks are red and his hold on your legs are tightening like a siren luring a fisherman into the ocean.

He looks so beautiful under you.

His wet spot is showing through his boxer briefs, and the bulge poking out is noticeable too. You’re both looking into each other’s eyes and when you tell him to let go, he comes undone.

Isn’t he such a good boy?

All of your bllk favs! ♡

[auratux]

saw requests were open sexy lady 😏

how about kunigami + breeding kink? i just know he has one and his dick is just too fucking big to not have a breeding kink 😩

gIRL WE BOTH KNOW IT WE BOTH DO (I haven't written smut in over a year pls be nice to me)

warnings: breeding kink and my lame ass attempt at dirty talking!

“Fuck baby,” Kunigami inhales sharply, fighting back a groan that rumbles in the back of his throat. “You look so perfect like this.” His head tilts back as a moan passes from his mouth, his eyes screwing shut. 

The way your cunt clenched around him almost caused him to finish right there. He fucking loved it when you would voluntarily clench around him. Your pussy was so pretty and perfect. It was molded just for him and only him. It made him ecstatic knowing that only he was able to have you like this under him – to be able to give you all the pleasure you deserved. 

His hands grip your hips, his knuckles turning white from how tight he was holding you. It was certain you would have marks the following morning.

“Taking my cock like a good girl.”

Your moans sound like music to his ears. To him, you were the most beautiful thing in the world. Your naked body was on display for him – only him. Your curves and other assets on you only enhanced your beauty. 

Kunigami was big. Every time he put you on this bed and had his way with you, it always caught you by surprise at the first thrust of his hips. You could never forget that feeling and the same gasps you both let out.

The way his cock dragged inside your walls, in and out at a fast pace had you uttering obscenities and the male above you could only chuckle at your lack of words. Your nails dig into his forearms, your lips in a small ‘o’ shape, and tears well up in your eyes. His orbs gleam at the expression on your face.

“P-Please!”

“Please what baby?”

“C-Cum in me!” you gasp, feeling the muscles in your abdomen contract.

Hearing those words escape your lips set off something within him. The thought of him breeding you and you walking around with a round belly and knocked up with his baby is enough to let him go. He never thought he would get this turned on by you saying that but fuck, he loved it. 

“Fuck you’re perfect.”

His lips capture yours in a rough kiss as he lowers himself closer to you, feeling your nipples brush against his chest.

“Gonna breed you,” he grunts in your ear, the pace of his thrust fastening as he gets closer to his end. “Gonna fill you up so much, and even after that. You want me to fill this pretty pussy up over and over?”

“Fuck– yes!”

“Gonna show everyone you’re mine, and only mine.”

[koushuwu]

Make Love to Me

18+ content

pairing: Kunigami Rensuke x afab!reader

tags/cw: pwp, established relationship, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, frottage, reader has a cat, interruption by said cat, very soft smut, use of petnames, she/her pronouns (Kunigami calls reader “my lady”), riding, fade to black (sorta. aka no actual orgasms described), characters written to be of legal age, no editing we die like neji.

word count: 1,9k

On one if your rare shared days off, you’d decided to go lie down in bed for a cuddle. you’d been tired and when you’d asked him to take a nap with you, he simply couldn’t resist the soft tone of your voice and the hopeful glimmer in your tired eyes. So he’d agreed and soon enough you crawled under the covers, with Kunigami enveloping you in his strong arms and the cat curled up at your feet. With your back pressed to his muscular chest, he buried his face in the crook of your neck. It was nothing but pure bliss.

“You smell nice,” he said, inhaling your scent. A scent that somehow always got to him. but he wasn’t about to act on his own desires when you needed to rest. Instead, he settled contently on holding you close in your shared cocoon made of the covers. You giggled and nestled up closer to him. It didn’t take long, even feeling him stirring behind you, before you drifted off to sleep. Kunigami, on the other hand, didn’t. at least not at first. It took him a while, when your scent engulfed him and your ass pressed against his hardening cock. Eventually, he did drift off, holding you tight to his chest.

When you woke up, about an hour later, you felt the weight of his cock pressed against your ass. Still bleary from the sleep you stayed still for a while, until you felt his cock throbbing against you. Quietly, as to not wake him up, you shifted to see if he was still asleep. And as it turned out, he did. The feeling of him against you, his firm naked chest, his stomach. His cock. It correlated to a dull throbbing between your legs. As quietly as possible, you slipped off your panties. As settled back down against him, nestling into his embrace once more, you barely noticed how the cat jumped off the bed in search of a more still environment to sleep.

The subtle sound of Kunigami’s breathing soothed you for a while. His chest rising and falling against your back, and his breath tickling the hair at the nape of your neck as he nuzzled closer. As he did, his hips stuttered forward, and you found yourself growing impatient. It didn’t take you many seconds of mulling it over, before you wriggled your hips to get closer. At first nothing happened, and Kunigami didn’t stir. A moment passed. Then another. Still nothing. Jutting out your lower lip with a little huff, you shifted in the bed once more, brushing up against Kunigami’s length. His face buried further in your shoulder as he stifled a laugh. His unruly mob of hair tickled your jaw and ear. 

“You’re cute when you’re pouting,” he chuckled against your skin, voice rough with sleep. Tightening his hold, Kunigami pulled you impossibly closer to him.

“I’m not.”

“Pouting or cute?”

“I’m not pouting—“

“Mhm,” he hummed. Amused. 

“I am cute though,” you said firmly, ignoring his interruption. 

“You are,” Kunigami agreed, and pressed his lips against your shoulder. “The cutest actually.” Another kiss planted against your skin. And another. You craned your neck as much as possible against the pillow, allowing him that little extra excess, as his lips traveled up the side of your neck. Once more, you shift on the bed and feel Kunigami’s cock press against you. 

“You’re hard.” Words uttered in such a light tone that one wouldn’t believe what you were actually referring to, had it not been for the teasing lilt at the end. Kunigami wasn’t ashamed though. Not in the slightest when he nipped at your neck and rolled his hips against you. 

“Seems like it,” Kunigami agreed. His hold around you loosened as he went to trail his fingertips down your side.

“You know what else?”

“What?”

“I’m wet,” you confessed. Kunigami stilled for the shortest of moments. barely enough for you to notice. barely. but not entirely. His fingers resumed their travels across your body.

“Are you now?” He chuckled fondly at your forwardness. Just as he was about to reach down and feel for himself, you beat him to the punchline.

“Here,” you said and shifted your weight to create enough space to reach between you. “Let me show you.” Confident fingers trailed the edge of Kunigami’s boxers, allowing him time to object. He didn’t. How could he, when the most beautiful girl in the world was right there in front of him and his cock ached for your touch. A touch that you so willingly offered, when you pushed down the waistband of his boxers and wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock. Kunigami sucked in a sharp breath of air and grabbed a tight hold of your hip when you guided his length in between your legs. As you leaned back against him once more, his cock slid further in between your wet folds.

“You’re right,” Kunigami rasped against your neck. A roll of his hips made his cock rub against your sex, which had you aching for him already. “For me?” he questioned.

“For you,” you repeated in agreement. In that moment, the world had seemingly faded out, and consisted of nothing but the two of you. Kunigami grabbed onto your waist, fingers slightly dipping into the plush. You wiggled against his hold, causing a soft groan to rumble through his chest and his hips to buck.

“You feel so good,” Kunigami told you, as he tried his best to keep still. You might’ve been the one to position his cock between your thighs, but Kunigami wasn’t one to take the consent of his partner for granted. He wanted you so bad. He did. And keeping himself from thrusting between your thighs was a struggle. A struggle that you seemed to catch on, even before he’d spoken it.

“Rensuke, please,” you all but mewled and rocked your own hips against his. “Move.” Kunigami had always loved hearing you say his name, but right now. It was the sweetest sound in the entire world to him. And how could he not oblige. His hold on your hip tightened as he pulled back and slid back in.

“Alright. I’ve got you, sweetheart.” His breathing ragged as he built an excruciatingly slow pace, rutting his cock between your thighs where it pressed and slipped against your entrance, head teasing your clit with each thrust.

The sheets rustled around you, the sound of wet slaps of skin against skin drifted through the bedroom. As the tip of his cock flicked over your clit, you reached behind you and grabbed a fistful of his hair. That beautiful mop of hair that you always admired for how soft it was. Right now though, your nails raked softly over his scalp, threading your fingers into his locks. Kunigami scattered open mouthed kisses across your neck and shoulder, even as his space had been limited by your arm.

“I love you,” he murmured against your skin. “I love you. I love you. I— haaah— I love you.” He chanted the words like a prayer between each press of his lips. Only now and then was his words interrupted by a curse or a hiss at the pleasurable friction.

Both of you lost in the feeling of each other, neither noticed the silent pitter patter of paws against wooden floors, before the cat jumped onto the bed. It landed with a thump, eyes trained on the rustling sound of sheets, and before either of you had a chance to gently remove her from the bed, she pounced. Paws thankfully bouncing against your thigh. Both of you jolted at the surprise attack but then— then came the laughter. You burst out laughing and not long after Kunigami followed suit.

“Alright, you little menace,” you said, addressed to the cat when the laughter died out. “You need to leave.”

“We probably should have closed the door first,” Kunigami giggled as he unfurled his arms from around you. He rolled onto his back as he watched you with his hands behind his head, as you carried the cat out of the room and closed the door. You turned to him once more. The air was cool against your skin, yet you decided to take a moment to take in the view. Kunigami on his back, hard firm muscles of his chest and stomach on full display for you. His beautiful arms, and toned legs. And as the crown jewel, his cock, eagerly weeping, waited for you to join him once more.

“Now, where were we?” you asked with a mischievous glint in your eyes. 

“Come on, love,” Kunigami said and extended a hand to you in invitation. “Your ride awaits.” The remaining trace of laughter in his voice may very well have been the sexiest thing you’d ever heard. So you smiled and started towards him.

“Show me what you’ve got, Big Boy,” you said as you took his hand and climbed on the bed, straddling his broad frame. “Make love to me.”

“As you wish, my lady.” And with that and a fond little smile, he lined himself up with your entrance, allowing you to lower yourself into his aching cock. There was a low strangled whine as you were finally wrapping yourself around his cock. “You feel so good,” he said, not ashamed in the slightest of the sound he’d just made. His hands quickly found your hips as you started grinding against him. Effortlessly, he helped you angle your thrusts just right for him to reach as deep inside of you as possible. Your hands settled against his chest for leverage, fingers digging into him.

“You do too. So deep—“ you mewled and that smirk of his that you loved so much graced his features. Bucking up his own hips, his thrusts met with your movements and you couldn’t help the moans ripping from your throat.

“Yeah?” Kunigami’s voice was strained and out of breath when he spoke. Small beads of sweat forming at his temples. The air around you suddenly didn’t feel as cool, as your skin felt like it was burning up.

“Yeah—“ you agreed, only just choking out the word before Kunigami moved a hand, until the pad of his thumb pressed against your clit. You threw back your head with a loud moan, eyes rolling as he rubbed firm circles on the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck,” he cursed. You’d clamped down on him hard and your nails dug into his chest. Your own rhythm stuttered, but where you faltered, Kunigami thrust into you even harder. The thrusts of his cock made your head spin. You leaned forward and placed your hands on both sides of his face. Your eyes locked for a moment, before you cupped his cheek in one of your palms.

“Make me cum,” you begged, dipping down to press your lips against his in a hard kiss. Kunigami’s hand left your hip and pushed into your hair as he kissed you back. “Please,” you whimpered against his lips as you broke apart for a breath of air. 

“I’ve got you,” he promised and angled his thrust just right, picking up his pace around your clit. You panted heavily hovering just above his lips.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said, and pressed his lips to yours once more.

[kaidabakugou]

thinking of sweaty locker room sex with kunigami.

just riding him on one of the benches, his back flat on the hard surface while you’re straddling him.

bouncing up and down on his cock, wet skin slapping against each other echoing through the empty room.

nails digging into the fat of your thighs before he drags his hands up to spread your ass cheeks. gripping them as he encourages you to ride him faster.

telling you how pretty you look, so messy sweating all over him. his words mixed with the heat emitting from his body after a long day of practice making you more hazy.

giving your rear a slap before bringing his thumb down on your clit. rubbing quick circles on your swollen nub while his other hand pinches your sensitive nipples.

the added stimulation making the knot inside your stomach burst as you cum all over his cock. your walls clenching around him sending him over the edge, coating your insides white as the mixture of your release drips down his balls and onto the bench.

lifting you with his cock still inside you while he carries you towards the showers. going for another round against the shower walls before cleaning each other off quickly before the rest of the team comes inside the locker room.

[izvmimi]

cw: smut, minors dni, exhibitionism/public sex, dubcon, reader wearing a dress and heels, repost!

Kunigami has not been the same since the Wild Card.

While he struggled to explain to you exactly what had transpired once he’d left the Blue Lock facility and shown up suddenly on your doorstep, even before he spoke you could tell something was seriously amiss. Hair slightly overgrown and shaggy and an odd look in his eye, he told you he missed you and nothing more. You had many questions, having missed your friend just as much, but Rensuke didn’t allow any more inquiry to the subject than that and it was a short reunion, given you were still high schoolers, your parents were home and as usual they would rather you study than entertain a boy.

The next time you met up with him, some of the gloominess that stuck to him appeared to have disappeared, and your date went smoothly. Kind and considerate to almost a fault but with a little bit more of an edge when he protected you from bullies, he was mostly the same Rensuke you grew up with.

Years later, Kunigami seems to have healed and is back to being quiet but in a way that’s no longer heavy and somber. The relationship between you two is as strong as ever and he remains sweet - 

to an extent.

The darkness is still there somewhat, and it rears its ugly head whenever he loses a match. 

Before the last ten seconds elapse to zero, you’re already making your way down to find him. There’s a corridor in the bowels of the home stadium that is rarely frequented, and perfect for encounters of this nature. In haste, you slip your panties off underneath your dress and over your stilettos, stuffing them into your purse. 

Your Rensuke doesn’t take long to appear, and the wild eyes are back. 

He never used to be a sore loser. 

But now, frustration gnaws at him so easily, and the only way to help is offering up the space between your legs, and you now share an understanding, falling into this routine whenever things don’t turn out the way you or he would like. 

His lips press against yours roughly, and you can taste the salt of his sweat. He’s worked so hard, running up and down the court and every bit of his effort lingers on your tongue. He bites and nips at you roughly, harsh breaths replacing normal speech.

“You did your best,” you murmur softly, and you know he hates your pity in this very moment as he sinks to his knees. He gathers up your dress and sucks at your lower lips quickly swelling with arousal and you whimper; hastily, he grips you by the asscheeks, firmly planting your thighs around his glistening neck. You squirm but he keeps you still, eating as though sucking and swallowing is the only way to pacify him, and your moans intensify.

“‘suke, it’s too much, hold on-”

He tortures you for just a moment longer; you squeeze your arms tighter around his head and your legs close tighter around his neck until eventually he sets you down carefully, a tiny shred of mercy still left in him. Legs wobbly, you lean against his chest, burying your face into his drenched jersey.

“Ren, it’s okay if-”

“Bend over,” he instructs. The impatience and gruffness to his voice reminds you that if you don’t move quickly enough he’ll do it for you and you turn over. Pressed against the wall, he slots himself inside you with a hint of pain, masked by a hard slap on your ass.

“God, you’re always so ready for me,” he hisses into the side of your neck. A bite, and then he begins to thrust, and you revel in the sharp, ferocious, angry thrusts into you - nothing like the soft gentle love he makes at home, but anxious and irritated. Like this, slapping your ass cheeks, growling into your neck, and dragging his cock in and out of you, you’re nothing but a stress ball and willingly so. 

“You’re the only person who fucking understands how pissed i am right now,” he mumbles, nibbling at your neck. It’s true, and you love him, but all you can think of right now is how good he makes you feel, especially when his large hand clasps over the front of your neck and tightens.

“Everyone is so fucking useless except you, I don’t know why I even bother, I can only carry so many of these bastards on my back-”

You nod, knowing the vitriol he spews now, he’ll soon recant. It takes some getting used to, this new mean part of him, but it’s there and it’s a part of him, and when he finally cums and leaves you dripping between your legs, he spins you around and kisses you. 

His eyes have changed, but not all the way.

“Was I too rough this time?” he asks, apologetically. A hand brings yours to his mouth and he kisses the back. 

“No,” you kiss him back. It’s not like it’s never happened as he is a little bit too strong for his own good, but not today. 

“Don’t forget our safe words. I’ll remember them no matter what.”

Another kiss, as you slip your panties back on. 

“i’ll see you after postgame interviews,” he promises. you nod.

It’s a new side of him, but you like it when he’s mean.

[starreo]

multi-character drabble.

includes the seven minutes in heaven trope, breeding, words like slut, stupid, dumb, idiot, and adult themes so, mdni.

his cum is already dripping down your shivering legs, hasn't it been past seven minutes anyway?

ah, who cares right now? being bred by this large man, was more important than anything else. his hot cum still being plunged into you as he thrusts in a few more times, for good measure. "a-ah, no! 'm still sensitive-aah!" he scoffed, this time, dragging your waist down to his pelvis as you grabbed the shelf to support you again.

"y'er such a slut, b-being so g-goddamn loud for no reason," he muttered, staring at the mixed orgasm oozing out of your cunt. 'ts your fault! you wanted to say, but all you could do was gasp and whine as he suddenly took his cock out and quickly replaced it with his fingers. his breath shaking as he stuffed his cum back inside of you, was he trying to get you pregnant?

"y'er so dumb, y/n...s-stupid girl." he groaned as you grinded back into him, making his cock slowly stand up again..."wan' you...p-please..."your grip still solid on the shelves. "k-keep g-getting y'erself in t-trouble, mmph-then complain 'bout it, idiot." he whispered, shushing you, as his cock slipped in with ease, your loud whimpers and moans echoing in the little store room.

"your pussy feels so warm 'n, snug, aah-i, jus' wanna be here forever,."

toji, bakugo, nagi, barou, atsumu, eren, wc!kunigami, gojo, uni au!sukuna, suna + your favs <3

© starreo 2023. do not copy, translate or repost .

[ph4ngz]

i need isagi, bachira, nagi, reo, chigiri, kunigami, shidou, sae, rin & barou x fem! reader (all separate) doing it raw for the first time?? pls pls pls pls pls

DOING IT RAW || BLUE LOCK

MMMMMM *feral noises.*

ISAGI YOICHI

"You're... y-you're on the pill, right baby?" he asks as soon as his tip meets the soft, slick outline of your entrance. His eyes are clenched shut, nose scrunched up as he does everything in his power to focus on the unfamiliar sensation of real pleasure, no bullshit condom, just pure skin on skin with his favourite girl. "Oh, shit..." he moans out loud, his features twitching and contorting in ecstasy. He's loving every second, finally able to experience every detail with his jolting, excited cock. "G-God, I-... oh~ t-tight!" he cries out quietly, attempting to control his volume as his head rolls back. Every so often, he repeatedly slides his sensitive cockhead back and forth over your puffy clit, relishing in the way it feels to mix each other's arousal together before recklessly jostling it inside once more. "Why... how... are you so fucking good?~ ah-"

BACHIRA MEGURU

"Wait, I thought it felt good already... now it's gonna be even more delicious?~ oh, wow. You're tooooooo good to me, my girl~" he'd cooed against your soft lips when you'd suddenly told him to fuck you without protection. Bachira couldn't care less if he's got a condom on or not. As long as you're having fun, he'll cum his brains out anyway. Even untouched. "Soooo, ya like it? What gets you off, huh? Is it that you can feel it pulse inside you?~" he asks playfully and oh so shamelessly, poking his tongue out as he rests your legs on his shoulders. "Bachira Meguru~ d-don't be so... so lewd..." you whimper towards the end of your sentence, the way his pelvis grinds against your gooey pussy to drive his cock in deeper making your eyes roll back. "Huh~ what, you embarrassed? Hehehe, oh— mmmh, don't be silly, you're the one who's getting my dick wetter by the second."

NAGI SEISHIRO

Oh, he's all for it. All you had to do was mention the mere concept of it and he was hauling you into his lap with that pretty, blank stare of his. "Wanna do that now." he's murmuring into your ear with all the focus he can conjure up going toward the strength of his big hands, already trying to remove your pants without ripping them. "Ohooooo," Nagi whines deeply into your shoulder once his fingers get wet whilst slipping your panties aside, "you're so wet, I wanna stick it in. Can I please...?" he asks lazily, dragging his lips across your skin so sensually, slowly. "Knock yourself out." you grant him permission with a shared dreamy stare, not entirely knowing what you're getting into until he's slipping himself in immediately, balls deep within seconds. "Hhhhh... hhh- I love youuuu~" he's moaning and sighing so slowly and it's almost making your ears twitch to hear more. "Condoms are such a hassle, o-oh... never wanna go back~"

MIKAGE REO

"We can do it raw, right? Can we do it raw?" a few strands of purple fall in front of his eager eyes as he holds an unopened condom between his fingers, already so worked up by the mere thought of pushing his needy cock in without some stupid condom preventing him from feeling the thrill he needs. Reo is ready to toss it behind his shoulder at the drop of a hat, and you don't think he even saw you nodding until a split second after he threw it away... "Fuck yeah, I'm so ready for this right now... you ready sweetheart?" he doesn't even wait for you to answer before he's spreading your cute cunt with his thumbs, intently watching his pink tip squeeze past your slicked up folds. "Oh my fucking godddd-... been waitin' for so long~" you hear him groan as he squeezes your thighs tightly. Every inch of his hard dick feels like it's on fire due to the way your hot arousal is coating his sensitive skin more and more, no pesky condom in the way.

CHIGIRI HYOMA

The little smirk on his gorgeous face when you tell him... hehe. "You're being for real, yeah? Okay, just... just c'mere, I'm not waiting around." he drags your body into his, grinding his clothed cock into your ass from behind, huffing impatiently like a spoiled brat. "You're letting me bang you raw..." a pearly white smile graces his face, he looks proud that you're finally letting him do this. Eyebrows bowed in pleasure, he watches his perfect tip squish between your folds and gather some of his sparkling precum on the way inside. His eyes are rolling back every five seconds, so sensitive and vulnerable under the influence of your wet cunt, especially now that there's no protection. "W-Woah, I'm— hhhhholy shit. Don't move, I might cum on the spot~" he warns you with a pornographic whine, pushing his hair back so he can get a clear view of your pussy trying to keep him all inside. "...I can go as fast as I want to as well, mm?~"

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE

Ugh, he's doing his best to act like he doesn't give a shit. "Yeah... fuckin' sure, we can do that. Won't make much difference." he said. "Again... I need more- more~" he growls and sighs now. So stubborn, but you love it. How his hair somehow becomes more messy due to how fucking turned on he is, how he keeps trying to stop his frown from faltering every time you clench on his ruthless huge cock. He's already fucked his cum further into you twice, clearly not able to get enough of the amplified pleasure that comes with being allowed to release all up inside your velvety pussy for the first time. "Did you get even t-tighter or something...? Fuck, fuck— ugh~" he pounds into you hard enough to bruise, his huge breeder balls smacking against your ass whilst a growing streak of white dribbles from your abused hole each time he bottoms out. "Jesus, fuck! H-Hah~" he's almost got tears in his eyes, the sheer euphoria seeming to be strong enough to puncture his pride.

SHIDOU RYUSEI

This guy wants it. He fucking loves it. He pressured you into this, after all, knowing well that you were rather paranoid about unprotected sex no matter how bad you wanted to experience him raw. "Oh, baby... please? C'mon, you gotsta' loosen up a little to have more fun with me~" he roughly placed a hand over your forehead to thoroughly stroke your hair back, making sure you felt like you had nowhere else to look besides his own, unnerving eyes. "Or you could let this big, raw fucking cock do that for you..." he'd offered lowly, a certain seriousness in his tone that you just couldn't shake as his nose almost touched yours. And so here you are, his unforgiving length buried deep within your guts. You swear you can feel his heartbeat inside of you, his erratic breathing and whining almost confirming your suspicions. "Gonna let me do this, yeah?~ ah, this feeling is fucking perfect I swearrr..." Shidou groans with a twisted, dirty grin when he makes you nod eagerly for him, "oh my god... can feel all of you, hah, ah- shit."

ITOSHI SAE

"I won't refuse." is what he responds with when you snatch the condom wrapper from his hand and toss it to the bedroom floor. "Mm." Sae grunts softly when his bare and pulsating cockhead squeezes its way past your glistening, pretty entrance as both of his hands massage the flesh of your ass. If it were any other girl he was slowly dipping his cock into right now, they wouldn't think he could notice any difference at all. But you're not any other girl, you can sense him preventing his blunt nails from damaging your asscheeks, hear the sound of his throat closing up to prevent an outright whine, feel his fat dick trying to jump within the sultry contracting of your walls. "G-Go, all of it~" you demand sweetly, reaching your hands back to hold his own and tug him in. His breath shakes once his tensing balls touch your clit, the sensation of his solid length pressing the very limits of your insides without a layer of latex separating you causing a hardly controlled "yeahhh..." to escape from behind his gritted teeth.

ITOSHI RIN

God, he's trying way too hard. Acting as if he's not falling to bits right before your misty eyes, as if he's not on the verge of fucking drooling like a rabid animal at the way your hot slick connects the very end of his perfect cock to your throbbing entrance with a clear string. "...'re you ready?" he asks in that breathy, addictive voice of his whilst impatiently sliding his tip up and down between your soft, slippery lower lips. Please, please, please is what he's chanting inside. "Green light." you respond with a strained and sexy moan muffled by your forearm, feeling him trace a circle around your clit, a cooling drop of pre-cum latching onto it once he pulls back to position himself. It's when the first few inches of him are surrounded by your heat that he struggles to let go of his breath without holding it again. "Whew- Alright, fuck..." Rin pants slowly, his tough guy act starting to crack uncontrollably under the power of your perfect cunt.

BAROU SHOUEI

He said nothing when you agreed. Just pulled you in for the roughest kiss you've ever had. And suddenly, you're being bounced like a rag doll on his horse cock, every vein as prominent as ever along your fleshy, sticky walls. "Never show me a condom again." he grunts into your neck, his big hands gripping your perfect body with a steel grip like he could lose you if he let go. "I wanna fill you up... wanna fill you up with my cum- agh~ hhhnnggh..." his voice is deep and grumbly, vibrating against your skin as he bites a little to show some restraint. The manner in which your walls are spasming around his raw, long cock is making it increasingly difficult to keep himself in check. "Damn it, please... don't make me lose control of myself..." he pleads lowly, his huge arms holding you in position and bouncing you harder on his fat dick. "H-oh my-... good, good girl."

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[lkigami]

Kunigami loves tits.

He loves the way his big hands lave your soft flesh mounds, massages them , makes them soft.

He loves the way they squish against your tightly fitted shirt, how they smoosh up on him whenever you hug his muscular arm.

He loves the way you look up at him, with a black dress that seems to be made for you in your honour ; like a goddess that needs to be worshipped parallel to the way he worships your tits.

He loves the way your nipples harden under his jersey, how your cheeks are red and you’re panting like a bitch in heat desperate to be bred by his cock.

He loves the way you take him like a good girl but he’s not focused on your face ,no. He’s staring up at your udders, mesmerized by the way they jiggle whenever he thrusts up in your tight little cunt.

Kunigami loves you, and he also loves your tits.

[hyomaslut]

──★ ˙🌟 ̟ !! gold star redemption program. 18+!

☆⌒(ゝ。∂).ᐟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ's ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇʀ

✿ ─ synopsis: you are the new manager for team blue lock and you have a great idea to make the players get along better. after all, positive reinforcement worked really well on dogs, why not men? ✿ ─ characters: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, itoshi rin, chigiri hyoma + kunigami rensuke referenced ✿ ─ cw: smut, fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, aged-up!characters(18+), pet names, kissing, penetrative sex, oral receiving/giving, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, hair pulling, overstimulation, rough sex, deepthroating/face-fucking, non-exclusive relationships, lots of jealousy, pda, use of foul language, suggestive themes, shidou is an asshole, rin threatens murder, somewhat proofread ✿ ─ notes: okay so every is going to ignore the logistics and mental gymnastics done to put all these guys on the same team and have any of this go on, right? cool. this work was requested by @anastasiablossomlove pls enjoy!

managing team blue lock was no task for a person of average conviction. anyone with less of a spine would be easily trampled and consumed by the members, all with big personalities and even bigger egos. you took to the role with exceptional organizational skills and a positive attitude that didn’t falter, even under the cold glares of the less compliant men of the team (cough cough itoshi rin cough cough barou shouei). before the end of your first week you had drafted up detailed and individualized meal plans, unique to each of them. by the second you had worked with the coach to create special training regimes that works towards their fitness goals while providing challenge and variety. right under their noses you dug your pretty fingers into every part of team blue lock, finding every issue and soothing every conflict, turning a group of somewhat wild animals into a well functioning machine with you at its core.

and not a detail slipped your eye. you could always tell when kunigami had pushed himself too hard in the gym by the stiffness in his shoulders. honestly you doubt you would’ve been able to convince him to let you help him if he wasn’t just as sore as you predicted. but the minute your palms were pressing into his back he was groaning in relief, “you’re an angel” grumbled under his breath. he’s a bit less embarrassed the next time around, blushing while asking you to fix him like you did last time.

you quickly took responsibility for doing chigiri’s hair before every practice and game. after seeing it fall out of its style and flap wildly in his face whenever he reached top speed on the field, you decided he needed something a little more reliable to keep it out the way so his eyes could stay on the ball. though when his hair was this soft, who could blame you for taking a bit longer than necessary, brushing through the knots and gently scratching at his scalp. plus, he didn’t seem to mind all that much, always red faced and all smiles, leaning into your touch. the thank you kiss he plants on your cheek lingers long enough to leave a matching blush on your face as a token of his appreciation.

being the backbone of their system earned you respect, acknowledgement, even affection from the overly friendly members of the team (cough cough bachira meguru cough cough shidou ryusei). no one could deny the benefits of having you around, always offering all kinds of helpful advice and showed not a shred of judgment when listening to their problems. and you weren’t exactly ignorant to the fact that your constant support was causing some of your new friends to become especially attached to you. maybe to someone else it would be a bigger concern, but in your eyes, this was only another opportunity to do more for your team.

that’s why you implemented the gold star redemption program to help motivate them. it was quite simple to follow, you had a chart with all of their names along with cute, slightly wonky doodles of them, and a list of ways to earn gold stars. from goals and assists to being on good behavior, whatever way they earn their stars, team members can then cash them in for certain prizes from you. the list had looked something like this…

2 ☆ = snack or drink of your choice 4 ☆ = a home cooked meal 5 ☆ = a kiss <3 7 ☆ = a massage <33 10 ☆ = private training session <333

the objective was to give incentives towards cooperation. not to mention, it’s always good to strengthen bonds with your team members. it seems, however, that you underestimated how much of your time this new system would take up. or maybe you just overestimated how easy it would be to keep up with the greedy desires of so many egoists at once.

ever since your arrival, anyone with eyes could see that isagi yoichi carried a torch for you. you let him talk your ear off for hours about tactics and players, never tired of his company or too busy for his rambles. it gets his heart thumping obnoxiously loud in his chest. so yoichi makes it his objective to dote on you as much as possible to try to make up for all the time you spend fussing over everybody else. always staying after practice to help you or walking you home. so when you start handing out stars for that kind of stuff, isagi is already making a steady income. he considers himself a gentleman, so at first he spends his stars on meals. and he’s more than happy to eat your cooking, stirring up all kinds of wifey fantasies in his head and enjoying his lunches with you. but at night, when he’s lying in bed, the big ticket item at the bottom of the prize board haunts him. and when he can’t take it anymore, he slips into your tiny little office that you share with the coach, a self-satisfied smile on his face when he lets you know that he just finished the stat sheets you asked him to fill out, earning him his tenth gold star. enough for one private training session.

in all the times you thought about sex with isagi, you’re not sure you ever pictured it to be like this. bent over your own desk, tennis skirt bunched up around your waist, your star player too eager to sink into your pussy to even push down your underwear. they stayed tugged to the side, thoroughly soaked from the way his hips meet yours in sloppy desperate thrusts. “i knew i needed to fuck you when i saw this skirt,” he confesses, eyes fixed to the point where you connect, mesmerized by the way his cock disappears inside you, “you’ve been tempting me all day, so be a good girl and take my cock, okay?” before you can respond he hooks a finger into the elastic of your panties to let it snap back against your skin, drawing a small yelp from you. he changs the angle to fuck you harder, deeper. you wonder if this could be the same sweet yoichi that carries your things and bashfully tells you your outfit looks good.

apparently that yoichi doesn’t exist once he’s balls deep inside you, all that’s left is the side of him you’ve only caught glimpses of when he’s dominating his opponents on the field. and if you thought that it was a chance encounter, you’re sorely mistaken as week after week isagi makes sure he earns his ten stars and you get to know just how mean he can be. his grip is always tight around your hair, whether it’s pulling and steering you into the position he wants or guiding your head down to take more of his dick. god forbid he asks you nicely for something like he always does when you’re not ‘training’. one time you even had the gall to suggest the idea to him and lived to regret it as now if you want anything from him, isagi is only accepting the most convincing of your begs. “c'mon princess, mind your manners, if you wanna cum then you’re gonna have to ask really nicely.” and no teary eyed puppy dog look will get you what you want, even when he makes getting your words out so difficult. truthfully, he never intends to be so hard on you, but having you crying and begging for his cock is the only way to soothe the devil on his shoulder that tries to tell him to take you for himself. in the aftermath, you start to recognize your yoichi again, sheepish in his apologies for how rough he was with you, kissing away the tears that run down your face. he’s lucky you’re too fucked out to charge him for them.

there’s not a world where you offer bachira meguru sexual favors in exchange for playing soccer and he says no. he was already gonna do that anyway, and now not only does he get to make even more of a game out of it, but his reward for winning is the cute little manager he’s had his eyes on for far too long? consider him sold. bachira knows it would be most fun for him to save up and have sex with you as soon as possible, but all of a sudden he has five and he’s itching for a kiss. one he decides to give you right before practice starts… in front of the whole team. but can you blame him? he’s already been waiting forever to feel those pretty glossed lips on his, you couldn’t really expect him to make it through the next few hours when he’s so close to getting what he wants. and you could maybe understand that, but was it really necessary to go for a full open-mouthed wet almost make out that left you panting when everyone’s eyes were already on you? you suspect not, but bachira doubles down, telling you it was of upmost importance that he got it in, else he wouldn’t be able to focus. he neglects to tell you that he overheard reo in the locker room talking about what he was gonna do now that he had five stars. shidou already made it very clear that he would be first to ten, so bachira had to be crafty in order to secure at least one first from you.

meguru was certainly one of the more needy players, right under nagi that required some form of encouragement every step of the way to get anything done. bachira usually does what you tell him to, but not without whining about deserving a prize for being good. quite frankly, you dread having to ask anything of him, because he is determined to be fully compensated for even the smallest of requests. even a task as easy as grabbing something on a high shelf was met with a cheeky smirk and a request for a kiss. and don’t think he’ll budge either, holding the item hostage if he thinks he can squeeze two out of you. it didn’t make it any easier that bachira didn’t possess a shy bone in his whole body, openly showering you in affection when the others were around, holding your hand and nuzzling his face into your collar. it was enough to make even a professional like you blush. he acted as if he was oblivious to the jealous stares of his friends, but the smug cat-like smirk he sends them and the way he only holds you tighter when you try to shyly brush him off gives him away. it may come as a surprise considering his reputation for being a bit delusional, but bachira tries to root himself in reality for once. he frequently reminds himself of the nature of your relationship and tries his best not let his imagination run wild with anything that would be beyond the boundaries you’ve clearly set. things like picturing himself taking you on dates, coming home to you at night, introducing you to his mom. they were all too dangerous to let his mind settle on them for too long.

and what better distraction than burying his face between your thighs. it’s hard to think of much when he hasn’t bothered to stop lapping at your cunt long enough to take a breath in a couple minutes. suffocating was the least of his concerns when the clench around his fingers lets him know your orgasm is just around the corner. meguru swears that your pathetic little whimpers and the slick dripping down his chin are like a straight hit of dopamine to his brain and he’s at real risk of addiction at this point. lidded amber eyes travel up to watch your expression twist into one of pleasure as you gasp out his name. now that catches his interest. when your vision clears and your brain is functioning again after that intense high, you search for his comfort as if you had done any of the hard work. but all you’re met with is that signature wild look that he gets when he brushing past the enemy team’s defense straight towards his goal. it’s your only warning that he’s far from tired and even farther from sated. “if i can keep going, so can you baby. i know you have more for me. jus’ need t’see you make that face one more time.” you have no room to protest, his tongue already finding your clit and working towards bringing you to the edge once again. by your fourth time cumming, you’re sobbing for a break and debating whether you should charge him four times over or give him a star for each one.

someone who was on board with your system from the second that you explained how it worked, was shidou ryusei. what better way to celebrate another one of his blood pumping, heart stopping performances than racing to the locker room to blow a load in his favorite girl while his teammates debrief with the coach? to him it was simple, you fuck him, you feed him, you take care of him, you spend time with him. shidou is, by all of his definitions, dating you. while some might be turned off by the idea of dating someone who isn’t offering exclusivity, he didn’t see it as much of an obstacle. not when he spent star stickers like a gambler on a slot machine, having you multiple times a week if the economy allowed it. and if he’s short a few, no worries, ryusei is quite the negotiator. it starts one week when he’s only missing a star or two, promising he’ll pay back the difference, you know he’s a good customer. it’s probably not a good idea to give in to him though, as the next time he wants a private training session, he’ll insist they’re only nine stars for him. he has made all kinds of fake coupons from 50% Off! to Buy One Get One Free! to even a homemade punch card in his own terrible handwriting. shidou was the first one to ever get a star taken away when he tried to give you an arby’s gift card in exchange for a blowjob. he didn’t try that tactic again.

the worst is when he tries to haggle in the middle of sex. your legs are thrown over his shoulders and his tip is kissing your cervix when he chooses to whine about not being able to kiss you because he has no stars left. he worked too hard to get good star credit, he can’t go into star debt!! “ and with his lips just hovering over yours, his hot breath fanning across your face, how could you say no? in a moment of weakness, you have unfortunately given an inch to shidou, infamous mile taker, and now it’s hard to get him to pay for any of his kisses, especially while he’s fucking you. you thank god that at the very least no one knows he’s been getting them for free… if only shidou would allow your life to be that easy. even worse than giving him an inch, you expected shidou to keep a secret. and you thought his big mouth was something you liked about him. until he’s using it to brag to everyone that he’s your favorite, practically your boyfriend, all because you let him get away with a smooch here and there. let’s just say you had to give out a lot of free kisses to smooth over the problem his bragging habits created.

honestly ryusei was starting to cause a lot of confusion outside of the team with his antics. what with his always hanging off your arm, giving you as much affection as you’d tolerate, calling you sweet nicknames. the people in your life were actually starting to believe you two were dating. not that shidou does anything to discourage such rumors, only grinning and agreeing every time someone mistakes you as a couple. hell, he was starting to get you confused, saying things during your training sessions that certainly didn’t fit the transactional nature of the act. “holy shit you’re so tight- love this pussy, l-love you so much. say my name. c’mon baby, say you love me and i’ll make you feel so fucking good.” and only because ryusei always makes good on his promises do you allow yourself another moment of weakness.

itoshi rin didn’t have much interest or faith in you upon first introduction. he sized you up as some nobody doing this whole manager thing as a fun extracurricular, so as long as you stayed out of his way he didn’t care what you did. with his luck, he shouldn’t be surprised that you were immediately in his way, extremely often, rambling to him about ideas and strategies that he had no intention on listening to. although even he could admit, he understood why the others were so easily charmed by you. he was wrong about how seriously you took your job. not that it changed anything. at least that’s what rin tells himself, but in reality your relentless efforts and endless dedication to supporting all of them was something that spoke to him, made him a bit soft for you. it didn’t help that you were his type in every sense of the word, your attractiveness doing nothing but make feigning indifference a lot harder for rin. your seemingly endless patience didn’t help either. you always responded in kind to all of rin’s harsh words and cold stares, never let his sour attitude deter your subtle acts of service like getting grass stains out of his uniform and making sure he stays unbothered during his yoga. against his will, he was slowly warming up to you, but you were still caught off guard when rin started cashing in his stars, even if it was just a meal. he had lots of them sitting idle on the chart waiting to be used, so you supposed it was only natural for him to get some free food out of it. but you were even more taken aback when a couple days later he requested a massage from you with insistence that he only asks because he’s been extremely tense as of late. which wasn’t entirely untrue. rin had been very tense. just not from anything soccer related like he’d like you to believe. he was tense from the stress of his budding feelings for you combined with the dread of knowing he probably will never have you all to himself. at least not with this stupid reward system in place.

he despises it. he absolutely hates going about his day knowing there are other guys, his shithead teammates, that are getting your time, attention, and affection for the price of a couple of stupid fucking stickers. he misses the days when shidou’s incessant bragging about how many times he was able to make you cum or bachira’s unnecessary details of what your pussy tastes like didn’t bother him. now his blood boils to hear them talk about you like that. that kind of anger makes it clear to him that being your friend was simply not an option anymore. which is how he settled on getting a massage from you. he would satisfy this overwhelming craving he has for you and go back to normal and be able to focus solely on becoming best in the world again without thoughts of you plaguing his mind. that was his hope going into it, but feeling your warm touch on his bare back, melting away years of untreated knots and neglected aches in his body, he could almost blush at the intimacy he feels. especially when that foreign kindness he loves so much is on display as you reassure him that there’s nothing to be embarrassed about and that you’re proud he finally put his pride aside long enough to let you help him. you’ve got him, hook, line, and sinker now. no use in struggling so hard, he supposes, as some part of him knows he’s doomed to fall sooner or later. perhaps it’s time to surrender. he fought a good fight, but his greed for you was candidly too tough of an opponent.

and to rin, surrender looked like asking you when’s the soonest he could book a private training session. you don’t think you could look any more shocked. rin had a quick turn around from someone you doubted even liked you, to someone reserving as much of your time as his stars could buy. the more often he was with you, the less time you spent giving those lukewarm brats the treatment he wants reserved for him. and he wishes he gave in a lot sooner when he feels the wet heat of your mouth around his cock for the first time. how fast he would’ve folded if he knew how pretty you would look on your knees for him. rin tried to be gentle and let you set the pace, but between hissing out curses and barely biting back moans, that same greed to get more from you has his hand twisting itself in your hair and pushing down on the back of your head. he couldn’t help it. and it was so worth it to watch you choke and sputter around his length but never pull away. he knew you weren’t a quitter. “shit, feels good… don’t stop,” he all but gasps, hips instinctively jumping to reach further down your throat, grip tightening when you try to come up for air. after a long moment of breathing through your nose you relax enough to let him ease himself the rest of the way in. rin sighs in relief when your nose finally presses against his pelvis. the way you look up at him starry-eyed and full of adoration made his chest feel heavy with desire to be the only one you ever look at. it drives him crazy that any guy on the team can see you like this, and that heartache has rin fucking your face to forget it. “fuckkk. don’t look away, eyes on me, g’nna cum in that pretty mouth.”

you couldn’t deny that your new attempt at encouraging the team had its kinks. while overall the amount of arguments that broke out between players lessened to keep on good star-earning behavior, you could tell that it came with its own set of tension creating problems. you also couldn’t deny that being pulled in every direction by men vying for your attention was both very time consuming and extremely gratifying, but you think you manage it well. save for when they were already pumped up with adrenaline from a game, that is when real issues arise. especially when a player from the enemy team thinks it’s a good idea to try and hit on the cute little lady holding the clipboard. fatal mistake.

it starts with your favorite pot stirrer, bachira, calling out from his position, making everyone else on the team aware of the situation. “no shot dude, she don’t want you! focus on losing!” you’re confident you can diffuse whatever is about to go down before you notice rin leaving the ball alone in centerfield to beeline straight towards you. threats are flying from his lips on approach, quick to get in the guy’s face, planting his hands on his shoulders to shove him back. “what the fuck do you think you’re doing? i’ll kill you if you don’t get the fuck away from her.” you think maybe you have a shot of getting rin under control if you just- your eyes widen in horror as a flash moves in from your peripheral. there are no words, just shidou drop kicking this poor stranger at top speed. you cringe as you watch shidou knocks this guy off his feet, cleats first, taking rin down with him. what a way to earn a red card.

this was a fun project and request tysm!!! i just went about it in the interpretation i found most interesting, i really hope it was to your liking!!!

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[moechies]

‘it hurts..’

“good. it’s supposed to.”

౨ৎ sukuna ryomen, toji fushiguro, kashimo hajime, rindou haitani, taiju shiba, sanzu haruchiyo, tendou satori, suna rintarou, shoei barou

“you’ll get used to it..”

౨ৎ gojo satoru, megumi fushiguro, ran haitani, hanma shuji, tsukishima kei, nagi seishiro

“m sorry baby. ‘s all gonna be over soon, just hold it out a bit yeah?”

౨ৎ getou suguru, yuuta okkotsu, wakasa imaushi, oikawa tooru, matsukawa issei, rensuke kunigami

[shoeistars]

— NO PHOTOS ! pt. 1

༺ feat. isagi, bachira, chigiri, kunigami, nagi

༺ outline. where the boys keep their slutty polas of you <3

༺ w. pro!players, 18+ content, minors dni, photos/polas, fem!reader, read at your own discretion as I don’t do individual tagging for element of surprise <3

༺ pt. 2 (reo, barou, rin, sae, shidou)

— ISAGI ! on the back of his phone

Oh, he’s obsessed with this one polaroid you let him take, his cock slotted between your pretty tits. Your nails sparkled in the photo due to the flash, acrylics all shiny as you held your breasts together to keep him nice and snug

That night was one where he had earned himself a big win, the celebration you gave him was timeless. Your face was all sticky, smeared in pearly cum and runny spit, little bubbles all around the corner of your mouth

Clear case and all, everyone can get a good look at his favorite girl, see just how much of a cockslut she was with a fat dick between her tits and a pearly smile on her face

— BACHIRA ! shoebox

As deranged as Bachira is, he likes to keep you for his eyes only. That being said, the Nike shoebox that’s stored under his bed is full of filth, softcore porn, downright sin

Pictures of your leaking cunt just pumping cream all over the base of his thick cock, pictures of your fucked out face all flushed and dazed. Constant memories that he happens to keep ahold of for lonely nights

There’s enough to nearly fill up the big black box that once held his soccer cleats, so full that the lid can’t even fit on properly to do its job. It’s a tradition for him to snap a shot of you when he’s got you cockdrunk, after all

— CHIGIRI ! trendy altoids wallet box

Did we expect anything else from our artsy princess? He follows trends and those metal altoid mint boxes aren’t an exception, he carries it around with him at all times, decorated to perfection

He’s got tons of miscellaneous shit in there, ranging from a mini bottle of fragrance, a roll of tums, a fortune slip from the fortune cookies the two of you got at the local chinese restaurant in your area

Oh, but his favorite item is taped at the top of the box, sealed in place with a hello kitty sticker. A polaroid of you with his cock down your throat, taking it so deep that you can see the outline in your esophagus. He just so happens to be pressing a palm flat against, Chigiri was real proud of you that night

— KUNIGAMI ! scrapbook

A man of class, really. He’d hate to see all of those precious photos of his princess getting damaged or scratched, his best bet was getting a plain book to store each pola in their own plastic slots

They’re even organized, ranging from you sucking his cock, to your back turned to him as he’s plowing your guts from behind, to you on your knees with glossy nut covering every goddamn inch of your body

It’s his prized possession, stuffed in his bookshelf next to all of his old soccer books and manga. A good flip through is enough to make him chub up in his joggers

— NAGI ! playstation

That playstation was damn expensive, he’d be a fucking fool to not add a breathtaking picture of you bouncing on his dick like it’s your lifeline. It’s taped with washi tape, front and center for him to look at anytime he’s within reach of his console

You’re purely glowing in the photo, the sheen of sweat he got you worked up in making your skin glisten like a goddess. The flash managed to catch the details of his veined up arm as he wrapped a huge hand around your throat

He’s obsessed with the expression on your face too, brows furrowed and jaw slacked with a fat glob of spit dripping past your lips like a hungry dog. His girl was a whore for big dick, a fact that made him smirk lazily when it crossed his mind

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ Accidentally touching your ass

❖ Characters: various blue lock characters

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ Summary: their reaction to accidentally touching your ass

❖ WARNINGS: Accidental groping

❖ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! | requested by @fictionfordays

They blush furiously after realizing where their hand just been, unable to even look you in the eyes immediately after. There's no apology, nothing - praying that you didn't even feel it but the way you look at them let them know you did. The silence might even make things worse - their brain starting to overthink, fearing that you think they're a pervert. “Nice butt” was all they said before almost bolting out, not even sure why they said it but the embarrassment took over.

꒰ ͜͡➸ Reo Mikage, Gin Gagamaru, Ikki Niko, Alexis Ness, Zantetsu Tsurugi

They're not even sure they touched it until they give it a small squeeze, onl realizing what's going on when you turn around to glare at them. “Sorry! I didn't mean to” they mumble flustered, earning an eye roll from you. They genuinely didn't mean anything with it but the way your butt felt in their hand will haunt their mind a while now, randomly blushing at the thought.

꒰ ͜͡➸ Yoichi Isagi, Rensuke Kunigami, Meguru Bachira, Jyubei Aryu, Wataru Kuon, Eita Otoya

The first time was an accident but your reaction amused them “sorry I didn't mean to” they say in a polite manner and if it wasn't for that dirty smirk on their face you would have believed it. And you were so right, their hand cupping one of your cheeks and squeezing this time “now I meant to” they chuckle and walk off, enjoying the expression of confusion and embarrassment on your face. But they knew if you minded, you would have already spoken up long ago.

꒰ ͜͡➸Ryusei Shido, Oliver Aiku, Michael Kaiser, Jingo Raichi, Don Lorenzo, Tabito Karasu

They didn't make a big deal out of it - the room was full and people stood in close proximity and after all they didn't even mean to touch you there. You were visibly uncomfortable but they acted like they didn't even notice it was your butt, hoping to give you some sort of comfort by making you think that they didn't even notice / thought their hand bumped against another part. No embarrassment whatsoever and you also calmed down really fast.

꒰ ͜͡➸ Seishiro Nagi, Rin Itoshi, Hyoma Chigiri, Shoei Barou, Sae Itoshi , Jinpachi Ego, Anri Teieri, Kenyu Yukimiya

Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez

[pipppinn]

he pressed his tongue sloppily against your clit, his hand gently grasped your thighs as you dug your face deeper into his mattress.

“did you lock the door?” you asked, muffled by his bundled blankets, messy and crumpled by your fingers.

he did not give you an answer. however, roughly, he pulled your hips closer to his face. his fingers moved to your clit after teasingly caressing the skin of your stomach, hidden under the jersey he forced you to wear. as he hummed against your lips, you could feel his tongue circling your entrance.

biting back a moan, you tried to focus on his words—yet again muffled, this time pressed and spelled against your hole, “you think too much. shut up.”

chigiri, sae, rin, barou, kunigami, nagi

[sir-kuroo]

🥂 f!reader, dry humping, frottage, creampie

HE'S LOSING IT when the soft flesh of your ass was pressed against his cock as you laid in bed spooning each other; the strands of your hair featherly tickled his nose as he had his arms around your plush body, so cuddly, so adorable yet so fuckable at the same time; he losing it and couldn’t help but grind his hard-on against your pillowy ass; he couldn’t help but pepper kisses along the side of your face then nibble the shell of your ear.

Ohh...when he does that...You lose your mind, moaninh and rubbing your behind against him even further, teasing his already hardened cock as your pussy became needier.

He didn’t need to ask; he already knew that you're losing it as much as he was too. You gasped as you felt his cock hot in between your thighs; even with your underwear on, he felt your wetness from the fabric and that made him more eager to increase the friction as he rocked his hips back and forth. His hand, hiked up your nightdress and found your supple breast; his fingers played around with your nipple as you squirmed against his dick in such desperation.

“Mhmmn...” you moaned, helplessly craving him to be inside you.

He couldn’t wait any longer anymore too so he slid your panties to the side, the tip now managed to get in. He opened you up wide, holding one of your leg up as he sank deeper–both of you eliciting a moan as soon as he had his whole length in.

He began thrusting and you swayed your hips to match his tempo; his free hand held you tightly as he stroke upwards to hit you deeper; you almost hit the headboard as he went all out and you gripped on the sheets as you felt the strong wave coming in. Uncontrollable tremors rushed in as you climaxed. You felt your head light as he grunted to his release, his cum filling you up while he caged you in his arms and the orgasm put you both to sleep.