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#let me hold onto this pleaseeee
juminhandfs · 2 years
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*slides Piu Piu 20 bucks under the table*: So tell me about this "Dr C" that is your boss and is so interested in human emotions, does his name starts with "Ju"? Is he tall? Does he has black hair and broad shoulders? Tell me 👀
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erwinsvow · 4 days
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PLEASEEEE can u show the time where reader caught rafe punching the squishmallows that really sent me
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"don't laugh, okay?" you say it softly, right outside the door to your bedroom.
"why would i laugh?" rafe’s asking seriously, but you're already a tiny bit embarrassed of what lies on the other side of the door and you're unsure how rafe will react.
"it's, like, a third of the size of your room-"
"shut up and open the door."
you sigh, turning the handle and pushing to let yourself in first. rafe follows, staring around the tiny room observantly. his eyes flicker from corner to corner, taking it in. you stand to the side patiently, playing with your hands, in particular the ring rafe had just gotten you, fiddling and twisting it repeatedly.
he walks around for a second, stopping at your bookshelf to take a look at the titles on the shelves and then moving on, staring at the photos on the wall and then sniffing a stray candle on the nightstand. he finally stops at your dresser, glancing over the lotions and perfumes littered on top to stare at the framed picture of the two of you perched right in the center, odds and ends he's gotten you in the last month scattered around.
"so?" you question quietly, eyes big.
"which drawer's got your panties?"
"rafe! shut up."
"it's a cute room. why'd you get so worried?"
"i don't know. habit." you settle on the bed, bringing your biggest squishmallow onto your lap, holding it in your arms comfortingly. rafe's still looking around.
"always had one favorite color, huh?"
"yes," you admit, squeezing the stuffed animal harder. rafe finally comes to join you on the bed, gesturing to the squishmallow as soon as he does.
"what the hell is that?"
"this is ricky. he's a clownfish. he has a career, i just can't remember-"
"huh?"
"they all have jobs and hobbies, rafe. the squishmallows. i think he's an underwater singer or something."
"you sleep with that huge thing on the bed?"
"every night. when i'm here, at least. i should get one for tannyhill!"
"don't know about all that." he takes it into his hands, moving it around, observing it from all sides. "every single night?"
"yeah. why?"
"nothin'."
the conversation changes to the books on your nightstand, and you forget all about the squishmallow resting on your bed until you step out to get a cup of lemonade for rafe.
walking back in, you wonder if you put enough sugar in, when you open the door to see rafe smacking your squishmallow with his right hook, right to his little face.
"what are you doing?!" it spills out before you can stop it, the lemonade almost falling out of your hand.
"look at the dent. how does it go back to how it was?" he questions, while you look over at him, horrified. "what's inside it? feathers, or some shit?" he looks over to get an answer, when he looks at your distraught face.
"what?"
even when he sleeps over, he's never allowed to touch your squishmallow again.
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milesmolasses · 9 months
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nah nah cuz HEAR ME OUTT, that lipstick kiss trend on tiktok with e42!miles and he would usually disagree but he loves when the reader kisses him so he gives in <3 (love your work, btw!!)
kisses for miles (e-42 miles x blk!reader)
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— besos para él💋
— ⚠️: reader talkin crazy, use of military time, cursing
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y/n: hey lol
mookie 💋: …yes u need sum?
y/n: can u come over please?
mookie 💋: what u tryna get into?
y/n: ur nasty 😒
mookie 💋: dgmt why am I coming over
y/n: baby pleaseeee just come over it’s a surprise
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“nah I know he did not..” you said aloud. miles was always talking about not leaving him on read and now he wanna play games?
you swiped up on your phone, leaving the messages app to check Life360. he made sure to leave his location on at all times for you to find him, especially when he was in prowler duty. checking for miles location, you saw he was on the move to your direction.
rolling your eyes, you took a screenshot and sent it to him captioning it, “u coulda just said i’m omw.”
you rolled out of bed and put on some house slippers. before leaving your room, you threw your bonnet off and played around with your hair, putting the braids in a side part. walking to the living room, you heard a knock on the door; mind you, there was only ever one person who knocked on your door.
going straight for the door, you unlocked it so he could enter on his own. walking back to the living room of your house you yelled, “It’s open!”
you heard two clicks from the door, indicating to you that someone had opened and closed it.
“take off your shoe—!”
“I did.”
sitting crisscrossed on the couch, you looked behind you to the front door to find miles dropping his shoes off near the door. he walked over to you and grabbed you by both hands, pulling you up from the couch. still holding your hands in his, and your lips being mear inches apart he said in a low, deep voice, “so why you call me over here?”
you wrapped your hands around his neck and smiled before placing a soft kiss on his lips. “I can’t ask you to come over no more?” you asked, raising both your eyebrows with a small smile.
he reached for your back, tugging on your braids which lifted your head back and left your neck exposed to him. placing small kisses all over your neck, he smiled as he said between kisses, “of course you can esposa, but why so late is what i’m asking.”
“I wanna do something with you,” you said, pulling away from miles lips on your neck. plopping back down to the couch. miles joined you sitting down as you reached for your phone to pull up the video you wanted to show miles. once you found the video, you gave miles your phone and turned up the volume so he could hear it.
it was a video of a girl putting on lipstick, and “accidentally” smearing some of it under her lip. some random hand came and wiped the makeup off her face, and soon the camera panned to where the hand was coming from— a guy with lipstick stains all over his face and a dopey smile coming on screen.
miles re-watched the video again in silence, eyebrow furrowed to watch the video more intently.
“hell no—”
��but miles, please it’s gonna be so cute,” you pleaded grabbing his hand. you were slightly bouncing on the couch, your face decorated with a puppy dog pout. “you don’t even wear lipstick baby. so whatchu gon’ do?” he challenged.
“I can use lipglo—”
“hell no,” miles said again as he laughed. “that shit is sticky and a pain to get off. ion even like you kissing my lips with that on, let alone my face.”
“why don’t you ever wanna do cute couple stuff wimme?” you whined. miles pulled you onto his lap and kissed your lips again.
“what do you mean? we do cute couple shit all the time. I just don’t want gloss all on my face,” he reasoned as your head forehead came in contact with his chest.
miles remembered all the cute things you made him do with you as a couple; matching nails, the two of you baking, the cute arts and crafts you made him do with you— he remembered all of it.
if he was being honest, he enjoyed all the cute things you made him do with you. he would have never even thought of doing half the shit y’all did together, and now, he has a cute fungo pop that looks like you on his windowsill.
“think about how cute it will be; i’ll sit on your lap—just like i am now— and put kisses all over your face. that don’t sound like heaven to you?”
his hands gripped your waist as he slid them a bit under your shirt; he liked skin-to-skin contact with you. he looked at you with his head tilted to the side, like he was contemplating on whether or not to say yes. “aight, how bout this; show me how you’re gonna get that shit off my face when it’s over.”
you smiled as you scrambled off his lap to go to your room. going straight to your vanity, you opened the first drawer and pulled out a makeup bag with all of your supplies, as well as your micellar water and cotton pads. running quickly back to the living room, you found miles with his legs spread widely and his arms sprawled at the top of your couch.
“ew you look like a man,” you said as you approached the couch.
“you better talk to me nice ‘fore I get the hell up outta here—”
“ok ok i’m sorry!”
he smiled at your reaction as you placed yourself back on his lap facing him. placing the water down next to you, and opening the small pouch, you pulled out your red dior lip oil. “alright, so here’s what imma do; i’m gonna swatch some on my arm, and then i’m gonna show you how to take it off.”
opening the lip oil, you removed the wand and held up your arm. running the wand over your skin ripped a hole in your heart, feeling like this was such a waste of such a good product.
“what’s wrong ma?” miles asked as he saw the small pout on your face.
“i’m wasting my shit for this,” you whined looking pouty. miles raised your chin up to look at him and pecked your lips. “i’ll buy you another one ma, it’s all good,” he said.
whenever miles offered to buy you anything, you got a little shy and bashful, telling him he didn’t need to do that for you. however, he always does it anyway and tells you not to worry about it.
with a downturned smile, you averted your eyes from him and said a small, “okay.” turning back to what you were doing, you showed miles the two swatches of gloss on yours arm. picking up the bottle of micellar water, you told him that this is how you were going to take it off.
opening your box of cotton pads, you grabbed one and put some of the water on the pad. whipping off your arm, you showed him it was cleansed of the lip oil.
“see, good as new. that’s gonna be your face soon too,” you giggled. he grabbed your arm and felt where you whipped the oil off. it felt damp, but not sticky. he raised an eyebrow as if convinced and said,
“i’m still not letting you put that shit on my face mami.”
“Miles-uhh!” you said, dragging out his name.
“ay i’m kidding, relax! i’ll let you do your lil trend, aight?” he laughed as he slid his hands further up your shirt, hands caressing your back, and his face leaned into your chest.
“boy don’t play wimme,” you rolled your eyes and pulled his braids back, making him look at you.
“I am not the one.”
he smiled and leaned back into the couch.
“just put on the gloss and kiss me,” he laughed. you opened back up the lip oil and grabbed your phone. swiping left, you opened up the camera app and rubbed your lips with the wand. miles watched your lips intently as his grip on your waist tightened.
“don’t get too excited, i’m only kissing you.”
putting the want back in the tube, and your phone back on the couch, you grabbed miles face and started with a kiss on the cheek. then, a kiss on the chin. and then before you knew it, he had kiss marks all over his face.
you had to re-apply the gloss to your lips a few times, but when you saw miles entire face and neck smothered in remnants of you, you bit your lip and said, “you look sexy like this.”
“focus on the damn video mami,” said sounding annoyed. he obviously didn’t like the feeling of the gloss on his face because he was scrunching his face up every two seconds.
“what, you don’t like my kisses?” you said with a pretend pout.
“of course I do baby, but this feels so nasty on my face,” he said leaning his head back whining a little.
you grabbed your phone off the couch and told him to stop acting like a baby. going to tiktok and opening your favorite sounds, you clicked on the sound and started recording.
as you re-applied the lip gloss to your lips, you “accidentally” smudged the wand below your lips a little.
after miles reached and used his thumb to wipe the gloss off, you turned the camera to show miles with his head leaned back slightly, and kiss marks all over his face.
grabbing you by your neck, he pulled you in for a kiss just before the video ended. he gave you an opened mouth kiss which you happily returned before pulling back with a loopy smile.
“that wasn’t part of the video…” you said, still inches away from him lips.
“I know.”
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— lol I got a lil lazy so I don’t really like his this turned out
— I don’t think miles likes ur lipgloss (*´-`)
— however, e-1610 probably would. he would eat this shit up🤭
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‘’I’m not gonna let them take you from me.’’ for young snow pleaseeee 🥺
Short little blurb, but I have more to go through
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Soft ripples from the lake moved around you, a calming and cooling blanket under the scorching hot sun. You kissed Coryo's shoulder, holding onto him from behind as you floated together in the water, simply relaxing. 
You had never been more grateful to know about this secluded spot. A place where the two of you could be together freely, without having to worry about anyone catching you. Here, it was your little private paradise.
‘’Do you ever miss your old life at the Capitol?’’ 
‘’Not really,’’ he replied with honesty.
He missed Tigris and Grandma’am, but not his old way of living. The barracks were cramped and lacked privacy, but they didn’t have holes in their ceilings. He was also served meals everyday, which he hadn’t been able to afford for a long time in his old home.
‘’Do you plan on going back when you will be finished serving?’’ 
‘’I don’t think I have a choice,’’ he said with a dorming sadness, knowing he’ll have to leave your side one day. 
‘’I don’t want you to ever leave me, Coryo. Not again.’’ 
You might have won the games, but the Capitol was quick to send you back to your district, back where you belonged. They didn’t want you around for longer than needed. When they let you out of the arena, you thought they would let you see your mentor and let you join their celebration. Fool you were. Two peacemakers were waiting for you, ready to escort you to the train station. 
Coryo turned around in your hold to face you, causing ripples in the water from the movement. ‘’I’m not gonna let them take you from me,’’ he promised in a soft but stern voice, his bright blue eyes staring right into yours. ‘’I’ll do anything to keep you with me.’’ 
His words echoed in your head. They should make you feel safe, but instead they made you feel uneasy. You had seen enough horrors in the arena, you didn’t want Coriolanus to commit crimes to keep you. 
‘’Coryo…’’ you whisper-sighed, wishing he wasn’t serious. 
‘’I protect what I love, what’s mine. There’s nothing wrong with that,’’ he stated firmly, his conviction unwavering.
‘’I don’t want you to do anything crazy.’’
The corner of his mouth curled into a mischievous grin as he gently cupped your face, his thumb grazing over your cheek. ‘’If love doesn’t make you crazy, you ain’t doing it right.’’
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yok00k · 3 months
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LOVE.
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pairing: pinkcoquette/Sanriolover!oc x bf!jk
genre: fluff, smut
“Sippin' bubbly, feelin' lovely”
Synopsis: you wanted to try the “pink coquette core” on your boyfriend and your poor sleepy dog
warnings: brief SMUT at the end, oc is desperate, clingy, and be waking everyone up @ midnight in the name of coquette core💀, too much love in the air, mention of jk only in his sweatpants, dirty thoughts, (pink bow should have its own warning too imo)
Author’s note: this is my very first work/drabble ^o^ I was mainly inspired by these outta pocket ‘coquette core’ videos on tiktok and it made me think about my man jungkook and my son bam (this is unedited & will probably stay that way, I just write for my own sanity)
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Pleaseeee my kookie? I promise it will be quick” I desperately pleaded to him as I straddled him on the couch. I showered his entire head with plenty of my sweet kisses, trying to convince him to do a foolish video that’s quite trending today. The only response I got are his arms snaking around my lower waist while he continues to watch his tv show, Bloodhound.
Early this morning, I was scrolling on my ‘for you’ page and saw a bunch of pretty and pleasing coquette videos. Essentially, pink bows were wrapped around the daintiest [and most random] stuffs including ramen cup noodles, lip oil, or even a rose toy. Do I get the pattern of the coquette trend? Absolutely not. But one certain thing I’m sure of is that I will wrap a tiny baby pink bow around my boyfriend. And it will happen no matter what it takes.
Since offering him with plenty of affection doesn’t seem to work, I had to go down with my last technique. “I will grant you three wishes if you let me do it” I whispered softly to his ear. Immediately, he grabbed the remote to pause the show that he was so focused on .
“Anything?” Jungkook eagerly asked, two round, shining dark eyes gaze upon me as they search for assurance in my words. “Anything” I guarantee, kissing his pretty nose before getting off his lap.
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“koo stay still” I complained while giggling at the sight of him attempting to awkwardly stand still with a flimsy ribbon flimsy bow that looped around his torso and veiny arms.
‘How cute’ I thought.
While trying to capture videos and a couple of photos of him, I can’t help but to flash a grin. Small things like this really make my heart so full. Spending a solid quality time with him, even if it’s doing something nonsense is a memory I will forever value.
“So cute” I mumbled, staring at my phone as I went through the images I took seconds ago.
After a minute or two, Jungkook, who’s still standing, took a loud, deep breath.
“baby are we done yet?” he whined. “Oh my bad kookie” I rushed to turn off my phone to finally give my undivided attention to him. The ribbon tied around him got unfasten by me. Finally, he can breathe freely again.
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It was midnight when out of nowhere, another light bulb popped out of my brain on what (or who) to use the notorious pink decoration for. And in this case, I won’t be able to sleep unless I accomplish the sudden idea. Somehow, I managed to escape from Jungkook’s arms securely holding onto my waist. I quickly grab two pink short strips and head to the living room. The entire apartment was filled by silence and darkness therefore I turned the mini lampshade in the corner, causing Bam to wake up and immediately have his guards up. When he recognized that it was just me, he put his head down on the floor while holding a gaze on me as if he’s questioning ‘why is she bothering me at this hour?’
“I’m sorry for waking you up this hour bammie, mama just needs to do something real quick ok?” I gently explained to the Doberman. It didn’t take me so much time to delicately tie a not-so-tight bow around his both ears. What took time was taking good pictures of him for the reasons that he’s moving too much and doesn't know what on earth is going on.
“Look at mami bam” I whispered, snapping my fingers to get his attention to look in the camera. The poor dog keeps moving his head, figuring out the thing around his ears are for.
“Baby what are you doing?” an abrupt voice spoke behind me.
Shit. Turning my body around, I got a glance at the half lidded eyes filled with pure curiosity. As I examined his tall and muscular physique, I also didn’t fail to notice that he was only wearing a pair of baggy sweatpants. And when I say only, I meant only so don’t ask me for any color of something.
The things that my mind urges me to do.
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I dropped my knees in front of him, left hand wrapped in his upper leg while the other hand softly palmed his growing tent. I looked into his eyes as I gave his clothed cock few pecks, teasing him. Instantly he gave me a nod before throwing his head back, gesturing to me to keep on going.
I wasted no time and pulled down his sweatpants till an angry, hard cock that slapped his bottom abdomen was released from being suffocated. It’s too pretty, so desperate to be touched. Using my small grip, I wrapped my hand around his shaft, directing it right to my drooling mouth. I gifted his pink mushroom tip kitty licks, then proceeded to gradually bob my head up and down greedily to his cock as if he’s my last meal.
“mmh.. so good baby” jungkook shamelessly groans, the cold room is filled with nothing but dirty, loud moans. The noises motivated me to go on and also to do the best I can to make him feel good.
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“___, you still with me?” he asked again, bringing me out in reality from the filthy thoughts that've been going around the back of my head.
“yeah.. I was just trying the ribbon on Bam” I responded breathlessly as my gaze returned to his beautiful eyes. I just smiled, as if I wasn’t imagining an obscene scene with him a few seconds ago. “let’s go to sleep” I announced as I got up from the ground.
and before we sleep, I made sure to turn my little cute scenario into reality.
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wheeboo · 8 months
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seventeen acting clingy around their s/o
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PAIRING. seventeen (o13) x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, established relationship, headcanons WARNINGS. terms of endearment, mentions of kissing WORD COUNT. 1.04k
requested by anon: hi hi i’m a fairly new follower n i jus saw that ur reqs are open !! i hope im not too late ^^; but anyway, how would svt act whenever they feel clingy and needy towards their s/o? hehe ty and i lov u 🫶
notes: hehe i hope this is good!
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choi seungcheol
his eyes and pout are literally following whatever direction you walk. waits on the bed with his hoodie on while you are cruising in and out of the room to grab something or put your laundry away. is slowly melting into the bed waiting for you to notice him and when you FINALLY walk back in the room asking to use his charger, he’ll be pulling you into his arms just muttering “stay with me, pleaseeee. I’ve missed you,” in your ears n you just gotta give in because he misses you sm 
yoon jeonghan
always has some type of limb on you. you both can be sitting on the couch together and he keeps glancing at you while you’re watching the tv. trails a hand onto yours or grabs it so he could play with your fingers in his lap. really wants to cuddle but he won’t ever admit that cuz he’s a freakin tease ofc. you look at him grazing his finger against your palm, and then he gets all soft seeing you and opens his arms, just wanting you to hold you and you prob both end up falling asleep on the couch together
joshua hong
backhugs!!! backhugs!!!! anytime i think of joshua i just think of backhugs for some reason lmao. he loves backhugging you in general but gets extra clingy after having not seen you for a while. maybe you’re cooking and he comes up behind and wraps his arms around you, or doing your skincare and he hugs you while admiring your bare face in the mirror, whispering a lil “I’ve missed you, sweetheart~” 
wen junhui
tries to make you smile and laugh by saying these cringey and cute pick-up lines like “can I borrow a cuddle? I promise I’ll give it back” and even makes himself cringe. you just roll your eyes to his nonsense but end up cuddling with him anyway. makes you be the big spoon because he just loves the feeling of your arms around him. you can prob catch the smile forming to his face despite half the pillow covering it
kwon soonyoung
um you’re not escaping him. whenever he feels clingy or needy he’s (gently, well he tries to be) tackling you to the bed or couch because he misses you like the world is ending and never fails to remind you of that. like he’s literally locking all of his limbs around you like a pretzel lmfao i’m sorry. constantly telling you how much he misses you, peppering kisses to whatever sort of skin is available to him. yeah he’s not letting go of you
jeon wonwoo
never the type to appear being clingy (mainly in private tho), usually waiting for you to do the first move instead of him. but maybe he’s particularly touch-starved after a long day and when he joins you in bed and you aren’t asleep yet, you feel his arms practically scoop you up into his embrace, surprising you. you’d ask if everything was okay, and he just mumbles something along the lines of, “yeah, just want to hold you” before nuzzling his face in your neck
lee jihoon
literally laying right next to you on the bed just contemplating his entire life’s worth of decisions if he could just simply ASK to cuddle you. gets red at the thought of it because you both normally don’t cuddle alot. turns on his side to be able to face you, and whenever he gets the courage, he asks quietly, “do you want to cuddle...?” and you peer at him surprised, before replying, “you know you don’t have to ask permission”
xu minghao
is unusually quiet, but this type of quietness along with him staring at you with those tired eyes- yeah, he really wants to cuddle you or just be near you. just wants to wrap his arms around you with his head on top of yours or on your shoulder, kinda falling asleep but also trying to pay attention to whatever book you’re reading or scrolling on your phone. at some point you both fall asleep together
kim mingyu
is already clingy asf around you, like backhugs, neck kisses, picking you up off the ground randomly you name it. is it possible for someone to become more puppy than a puppy? gets all whiny whenever you playfully reject his affection, but best believe you won’t get far from the bed before he’s pulling you back into his arms, not satisfied until he’s basically encased you like a burrito
lee seokmin
oh he brightens up like the damn sun. he’s already clingy but in more smaller gestures like wanting to hold your hand all the time, playing with your hair, cupping your cheeks in his hands and telling you how cute you are. if he’s feeling needy and been waiting to be in your arms the entire day, he would def be the type to might initiate a lil tickle fight for the promise of cuddles later on and who will become the big/little spoon
boo seungkwan
becomes your certified baby literally. taps and pokes at your arms, plays with your ears, grabbing your hands and twiddling with your fingers. he’s doing that all with a pout to his face cuz he thinks it’s a bit ridiculous to straight up ask for cuddles. becomes so giddy whenever you pat the bed/couch for him to come closer, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on your shoulder
vernon chwe
is also quiet about it. the type to rest his head in your lap upon coming home from a tired day, slowly turning into an unacknowledged cuddling session on the bed where you both are like doing your own thing while also having your arms or legs wrapped around each other. honestly this type of stuff doesn’t really need words from the both of you, it kinda just happens naturally
lee chan
kinda just throws himself onto you. not in an aggressive way, but he spots you on the couch or bed and lets himself fall into your arms like a trust fall except you don’t fully catch him cuz he ends up on top of you with you falling with him. becomes your own personal blanket in a way as he mutters about his day and complains about how much the members bullied him throughout practice into your neck and how much he missed you
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enkas-illusion · 3 months
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The Worst Kept Secret
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Fandom / Pairing: Jujutsu Kaisen / Toji Fushiguro x f!reader
Rating: NSFW/Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Genre/Theme: Co-workers to lovers; non-sorcery au
Content warning: fluff but not too much, smut, oral (f & m receiving), piv sex, dom!Toji, sub!reader, overstimulation, unprotected sex, explicit sexual content, language, Toji has a filthy mouth.
Summary: Your colleague Toji only has eyes for you, despite having a reputation of sorts. Porn with a plot… or more like a build up.
Author's Note: Co-worker Toji is instantly attractive cause a) he’s not a bum and b) he’s Toji-fucking-Fushiguro – that’s all in my defence, your honour! This shit is nasty… no, I won’t explain myself (I'm pretty sure i was possessed while writing this). 
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one shot, please write to me and let me know your thoughts. I love reading whenever people have elaborate things to say T.T Thank you for reading! 
-Eren’s Birdie
Song Dedication: Talk by Hozier
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“Rat!” you exclaim as you hold your phone up to display the word written boldly on the screen.
“Ummm…. It’s not a rat, it's not a patootie, it’s a ratatouille!” your coworker, Lisa, blurts out excitedly.
You both look at each other, trying your best to control before you burst out laughing. This goes on for about a minute till your bellies hurt and you’re wheezing. You quiet down as you wipe the tears forming in the corner of your eyes. 
“Why don’t I know that one?” your other coworker, Ema, mutters with furrowed eyebrows, confused at what could possibly be so funny about the sentence.
You’re too drunk to realise that sober you would not find it as funny as you do right now. But that’s what happens when you party a little too hard with your coworkers on a work trip and then hang around the hotel bar because nobody wants to go to bed even at 3am.
You look around at the handful of your coworkers, randomly occupying different spots at the bar, all too dazed and into their own conversations to pay attention to the stupid game that the three of you were currently playing – A word game your genius minds had developed, using a random word generator app and use it in a meme-able sentence.
“Oh god… next word. Feminism!” Lisa squeals, snatching your phone from you to generate the word for your turn.
“Fuck… I suddenly can’t think of anything,” you admit and giggle, trying hard to work your brain.
“Seriously…” 
“Wait, Wait… I need a few seconds,” you laugh, trying to save yourself. You look around and your eyes land on your office crush, Toji Fushiguro, sitting at the bar with your boss, Kento Nanami. 
You look back to your group with a determined look in your eyes, ready with your sentence. “I want him to do things to me that feminism wouldn’t agree with,” you giggle like a teenager, “hah! I’m a genius.”
However, your friends have fixated on something else entirely, ignoring your perfect answer, since their eyes follow your line of vision to the bar. “So, what’s the scene?” Ema looks back at you.
“It's your turn, next word–”
“Nah, we’re bored… this is far more interesting,” her eyebrows wiggle, as she scoots closer to you on the sofa. By the looks of it, Lisa has also forgotten about the game in a second. You realise you’ve dug this hole for yourself, yet you don’t mind sharing a drunk confession with your friends.
“Let’s head out for a smoke,” you get up from the sofa. Lisa is quick to grab her purse as both your friends spring up, hurrying to happily follow you out onto the secluded porch outside, ready for gossip.
As you light up your cigarette, Ema looks at you expectantly. Looking at her face makes you snort and you cough out the smoke before speaking, “Have some patience! Besides, there's nothing too juicy about this gossip.”
“Pleaseeee, literally everyone saw the way Toji was glaring at the man who asked you for a dance tonight… not gonna lie, he looked kinda hot when he got mad,” Lisa catches your lie as she fawns over Toji, something that has become a regular thing among the female coworkers at the company. 
“I know right? And I said no to the guy! What was he so pissed about anyway?” you protest.
“It's all because you agreed when the dude was like ‘at least let me buy you a drink sweetie’!” Ema imitates the stranger from the bar from hours ago.
“Hey! Who says no to free drinks?” you defend yourself.
“Okay, fair,” Lisa nods her head before realising, “aye, focus on the matter at hand! Why did you say no to the guy? He was cute.”
“Was he really though?” you retort.
“Yeah, like you’d notice anyone else when Toji's around… Please fuck him, I need some office drama!” Lisa snaps back before taking a long drag from her cigarette. 
“Yea right… I’m serious though,” you ponder between slow drags, “I doubt anything is going to happen between Toji and I.”
“Why not?!” Ema whines and you laugh at how it seems like they’re more desperate about this whole thing than you are.
“Need I remind you I literally just got out of a relationship? This is no time to be having stupid crushes. I need some alone time… besides you know how his reputation is. Sure, he flirts with me and I enjoy it a lot but I don't know,” you explain as if it’s an automated response stored in you.
“So what? Then just fuck him and get it over with. They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone!” Lisa giggles, “Besidesss, I've heard he’s really good in bed… heard it from a mutual– uhhh, I don't really remember her name.”
“Oh wait, shit I remember that!” Ema squeals, almost dropping the cigarette from her hand in excitement, “But didn’t she also say that he basically ghosted her after? He just fucks around, I guess.”
“Hence the reputation… Men like Toji are the most charming kind. They know exactly what to say to get you to sleep with them but disappear when it comes to commitment,” Lisa ponders, staring into the distance.
“Exactly, everyone says that Toji doesn’t do relationships. And as horny and curious as I might be, I don’t just want us to fuck and leave it at that. It’d be way too awkward to have such a dynamic at the workplace,” you reason and they simply nod. There’s a beat of silence as all three of you smoke quietly.
“Still though… would it be so bad to just give it a shot? Simply see it as a one night stand and get it over with? If he’s that indifferent about it, I doubt it’d be awkward at work,” Lisa presses.
“I know right! I dont get why you’re thinking so much about it. At least the sex would be killer even if nothing else is assured,” Ema advises.
You take another big drag before dropping the bud to the ground and crushing it with your heel, “Hmmm… that’s true, I’ll think about it.”
“Think soon and try to seduce him in the three days we have here!” Lisa squeezes your shoulder encouragingly. 
“Yes! If you don’t want to, please allow me to! He looked so delicious yesterday,” Ema sighs and by the look on her face, you can tell she’s probably recalling memories of a shirtless Toji playing volleyball at the beach from yesterday. 
“Be my guest… but do it tomorrow, you’ve had a lot to drink tonight,” you snort.
“Please, drunk or sober, if there is one hook up I wouldn’t regret, it’d be him… after our boss of course,” Ema confesses.
“Yeah right. Either of us could still have a shot with Kento. Toji only flirts back with you,” Lisa looks at you with narrowed eyes.
You laugh before a sudden chill runs down your spine, and you cuss at the feeling, “Motherfucker– Should’ve gotten a coat. It's getting cold.”
Your coworkers eye each other mischievously before Lisa snickers, “Why don’t you ask loverboy to help you with it instead? That way you’d be warm inside out.”
“Oh yeah, great idea! Let me go back inside to find him–” you cut off when you see a figure walking outside towards your group.
You signal Ema, who has her back turned to the encroaching new presence, to shut up but it's too late as she fake moans, “Exactly… I’m sure he’d love to indulge you, he’d basically been eye-banging you all night, harder Toji, fuck yea–” 
“HEY TOJI! What’s up!” you’re basically shouting at the guy when he’s a few feet away, hoping to cover up and save yourself.
Maybe he senses your embarrassment, or maybe he didn’t hear her (hopefully) but he doesn’t say anything about it. Instead he greets the group and there’s an awfully awkward feeling in the air.
“Ladies,” he speaks coolly as he stands next to you, “Glad I found you here since boss man was looking for you two.” 
“Kento?!” Ema’s ears shoot up at his sentence as she exchanges a grin with Lisa. They rush ahead inside and as you are about to follow them, you feel a hand on your wrist holding you back. You turn to look at him with a confused frown.
“Where do you think you’re going? I was just getting rid of the two of them,” he smirks, making you look at his pillowy lips. 
When he catches you staring, you look down quickly, tugging a strand of your hair behind your ear nervously, “Oh… So, Kento wasn’t really looking for them?”
“Nope.”
“Oh… that’s– they’re gonna be disappointed,” you chuckle lightly as you fidget with your phone’s cover.
“Well, sucks for them, I guess,” he holds two fingers under your chin to make you look up at him, “You look pretty… you usually do, but even more so in that tiny dress.”
Your eyes grow wide at his confession as you feel the heat rush to your cheeks and you mutter a quiet ‘thank you’. You move to the front of the porch as you stare out at the vast night sky, partly to avoid feeling so mushy and partly because you feel the alcohol toying with your nerves. 
Another chill rushes down your spine and you’re pretty sure it makes you shiver visibly. As you mutter a quiet ‘fuck’, you feel him wrap his denim jacket around your shoulders. Your eyes widen at him in surprise.
“What? I’m a gentleman,” he teases, standing closer next to you. You laugh at this, turning to face him as you shake your head.
“Sure… a gentleman with a reputation,” you roll your eyes as you wrap your arms around your torso in an attempt to keep yourself warm. What you don’t realise is that this action further pushes your boobs together, causing Toji’s eyes to wander down briefly before he looks back into your eyes again.
“Aren’t you ever curious to know if I live up to that reputation?” he raises an eyebrow as he leans down closer to your face.
“Hmm, sure… if you were a stranger at a club and not someone who I had to see at work 9 hours a day, 5 days a week,” you roll your eyes at him as you bring up one hand to slowly run a finger down his shoulder to the outline of his bicep.
“Well, we see each other everyday anyway, so why not turn it into something we actively look forward to,” his fingers graze your jawline softly while his eyes shamelessly fixate on the dip of your cleavage, giving him a better view from the way he’s towering over you.
“As tempting as that is… I don’t do one night stands Toji–”
“Who said anything about just one night?” he interrupts and you tilt your head to the side in confusion, “I’m not stupid to approach someone I work with if I was simply looking for a quick fuck.”
“Oh… then please tell me what exactly you’re looking for?” you speak softly but it comes out more arrogantly than you’d like.
“You. I intend to fuck you more than once.” he’s direct yet his calm demeanour never wavers. 
You let out a nervous chuckle, “Look Toji… you’re hot, charming and oddly easy to get along with but I just got out of a relationship, it’s barely been two months–”
“I know… his loss for letting such a sweet thing go. Didn’t he initiate the break up? What a loser,” Toji laughs as his hand cups your face. 
You simply stare at him in bewilderment, you had no idea the news of your breakup had travelled even to the non-gossipers.
“Why me?” you ask, your curiosity getting the best of you.
“For starters, you’re hot. Two, I like it when we hang out outside of work, you put me at ease with your conversations. Three, I haven’t been able to hook up with anyone else for about a month since I found out about your ex… such a pretty girl should be cherished the way she deserves to be,” his fingers slide down to your collarbone, threatening to dip down even lower.
“Hmm… that’s a good enough pitch, so you want us to be fuck buddies? Exclusively?” you play with the collar of his shirt, entertaining the idea.
“Yeah, I’m not one to share,” his other hand comes up to brush his thumb against your bottom lip.
“Nothing serious?” you pout at him with fake disappointment.
“Not until the both of us feel like it,” he dips his thumb inside your mouth while his other hand snaked around your waist. You suck on his thumb as you stare into his eyes and he feels his blood rush straight to his cock.
“I can work with that,” you give him an innocent smile, “But let’s not be too obvious about it, I’d hate for our little arrangement to mess with our work life.”
“Perfect,” he smiles as he cups your jaw, staring at your lips while sliding his tongue over his lips to wet them instinctively.
Just as he’s about to lean down to kiss you, you pull back when you hear distant footsteps approaching. You see your two friends walking back towards you, talking among themselves.
“Hey, we couldn’t find Kento at the bar,” Ema mumbles.
“Really? He must’ve gone back to his room. Maybe ask him about it tomorrow,” Toji speaks innocently and you press your lips together to keep yourself from laughing.
You see Ema eyeing the jacket you’re wearing suspiciously and you suddenly take it off to hand it to Toji.
“Keep it. You’ll get cold again… return it tomorrow morning.” Toji speaks before you have a chance to give it back to him. You nod as you hold it closer to your chest.
“Alright then. Good night ladies,” he smiles politely before walking back inside. When your eyes shift from his diminishing silhouette to your two friends, they’re both staring at you with hopeful eyes.
“Nothing happened!” you exclaim and their faces drop.
“Fine, that’s it! I’m calling dibs, I’m gonna flirt with him,” Ema retorts. You simply chuckle and shrug, diverting your attention to your phone when it vibrates in your hand. You look at the notification and it’s a text from Toji.
Toji (Work):
Room no. 9010
Don’t leave me hanging, pretty
You lock your phone quickly as you look up again to force yourself to focus on the conversation.
“Could you not get the bottle from the cute bartender? We could’ve taken it to the room,” Ema sighs.
“No but I gave him my room number soooo…” Lisa giggles.
“Guys, I’m feeling a bit too drunk and tired to continue so I’m just gonna go to my room and sleep, okay?” you make up an excuse, hoping it seems believable. However, the girls are too drunk to analyse your lies and they simply pout and bid you ‘goodnight’ in a singsong voice, giving you a group hug.
You quickly make your way to the elevator and press the button to the ninth floor. And although you’re wearing his jacket again, you still feel your body shiver. You take a deep breath when you hear a ding, signalling your arrival. You walk out into the long passage quietly, skimming over the numbers till you spot his room, your heart feeling like it's about to fall out of your chest due to the thrill.
You knock on the door twice and fix your hair nervously. When no one answers, you unlock your phone to call him. You almost let out a scream when you hear the door unlock and he pulls you inside, catching you by surprise and making you stumble.
Before you have a chance to speak, Toji slams the door shut behind you, pushing your body against it before kissing you hungrily. You place your hands on his chest, creasing the fabric as you pull at it, humming into the kiss when his tongue shoves into your mouth. You close your eyes, the fluttering in your stomach making its way down to your core as his tongue plays with yours, making wet smooching sounds in the otherwise quiet room.
“I think you’ve misunderstood this. I’m simply here to return your jacket,” you tease, huffing as you catch your breath when your lips part. He smirks as he slides the jacket off your body till it pools near your feet before caging you against his body with his arms locking around your waist.
“Of course, this is me simply thanking you for returning it,” he moves one hand lower till it’s massaging the flesh of your thigh just below where the fabric of your dress ends.
“Oh, you’re welcome,” you give him another innocent smile as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull his head down for another kiss. 
His hands lift up your dress to your stomach before going back down to squeeze your ass. He deepens the kiss as he towers over you, making you arch your back, causing you to hook your arms around him to keep your balance.
When you break the kiss for another shallow breath, he moves to your jaw, biting and pulling your skin with his teeth as he makes his way down to your neck. You tilt your head to give him more access, letting out soft sighs as he leaves sloppy kisses all over the expanse of your neck.
While his left hand hooks around your waist to keep you steady, he brings his right hand over to your mound, pressing the sticky lace of your thong into your folds. When he feels how wet you are, he groans against your skin, biting it again.
He rubs over the fabric again and you moan out of frustration, he's so close yet there's a tiny barrier between. You try to grind against his hand, whining when he pulls away.
He gets down on his knees before you can complain and lifts your right leg over his shoulder, securing it in place. You lean your whole weight against the door, feeling like you'd fall if you didn’t have something solid to hold onto, so your hands make their way down to tug at his hair.
Toji hooks two fingers into the lace, pulling the fabric to the side to expose your puffy folds to him. He slowly slides two fingers over to separate them, your wetness coating the tips of his fingers immediately. 
“Knew you had a pretty cunt,” he murmurs as his eyes remain fixed on the way his fingers are working you. You let out a breathy moan, tightening your grip on his hair.
He brings his face closer to your core, peppering the entire area with soft kisses. You thrust forward into his face but it only makes him slap the inside of your right thigh harshly.
“Toji… please, stop teasin– ngh,” you plead but your words get caught in your throat when he licks a stripe up your cunt like it's a melting ice cream. He darts his tongue out to wiggle it over your clit and your legs feel as if they're about to snap and go limp.
“Toji– wait… I n-need to take off my heels,” you huff.
“No. They stay on,” is all he says before sliding two fingers into your hole with ease, and at the same time getting back to making out with your clit.
“Fuck– Toji please– ah,” your straight knee buckles forward as you yank at his hair some more to steady yourself. You let out an involuntary yelp when he lifts your other leg over his shoulder as well, burying his face into your pussy, hooking both his arms around your thighs. While this angle hits better, you feel a different kind of thrill about completely having given up control and trusting him not to drop you to the floor.
As you lean your head against the door, your hips rut further into his face and Toji doesn’t relent even for a second. As you hook your feet behind his neck, he brings his right hand down to your hole again, pushing three fingers in this time, meeting with a bit of resistance. The squelching sound of his fingers fucking your hole mixes with the sound of his lips sucking your clit.
“Feel s-so good,” you pant as your thighs twitch around his face. You shaky hands run through his hair weakly as you try to steady your ragged breathing. Each time Toji hits the right spot inside your walls, you moan out praises and encouragement for him to keep going.
He curls his fingers as he picks up the pace and it's brutal. You hold his hair so tight that you hear him hiss momentary before getting back to fucking you with his tongue.
You close your eyes shut as your hip involuntary thrusts forward, twitching uncontrollably as you come all over his fingers. You bite your tongue to control your moans, turning them into muffled whimpers instead. He pulls his hand out to hook it back around your thigh as his tongue starts lapping at your juices to lick you clean.
“Ngh– Toji, too much!” You squeal as you try to move your hips away from his touch but it causes him to poke his tongue out further over your sensitive skin.
“God– please, baby I can’t take it anymore,” you cry as your body jerks violently again. You hear him chuckle before kissing your clit one last time and pulling your legs off his shoulders and standing up again.
When you land on your feet, you're glad he’s holding your waist to keep you from crashing to the ground. He kisses you on your lips and you taste yourself on his tongue. It's enough to take your already intoxicated mind to a new level of high.
He slowly lets you go before stepping back to create distance as he hurriedly takes off his clothes and your eyes widen when you see the way his erect dick hangs low and heavy.
He grabs a condom from his wallet, tearing off the cover before sliding the rubber over his hung cock smoothly. The smug smile on his face grows wider when your eyes peel away from his dick to meet his gaze. You stare at him with a look of astonishment mixed with nervousness. 
“Toji… you're–” you whisper silently. Toji is blessed to say the least.
“It's okay, don't be scared, pretty. I'll make it fit perfectly,” he cooes as he closes the distance between your bodies.
You gulp when he pressed his hands on either side of you, caging you against the door. As he's kissing your shoulder, his hands move to your back to undo your zip. He struggles a bit, fiddling with the zip of your dress and you’re pretty sure you hear a rip when he grows impatient, tugging at the fabric harshly.
“Did you jus–”
“Shh… later,” he blurts out, not giving you a chance to complain as he pulls the dress down your body, unhooking your bra to yank it down. He quickly takes off your thong as well, leaving you exposed as you stand in front of him in only your heels.
“So much better than what I had imagined,” he stares at your naked figure hungrily and you pull him closer to kiss him once again, already missing the way his lips feel.
You wrap your hands around his torso to feel his muscular back with your fingers, growing wetter at how huge his body feels compared to yours. He pulls away to lean down, latching his mouth onto one of your nipples. 
You let out a satisfied hum and he repeats the action on your other nipple. Your eyebrows furrow as your back arches at the sensation and you weakly claw at his pecs.
“Fuck– I can't wait any longer… Just let me know if it hurts too much,” he groans as he scoots you up off the floor completely, hooking your knees over his elbows, opening you up wider as he readjusts his pelvis under you.
You bring a hand down to guide his tip to your entrance, sucking in a deep breath as you look down, anticipating his movement as he begins pushing his dick inside you. 
With your legs spread apart firmly, he presses his hips up, almost losing his shit at how tight you feel. You bring both of your hands up to hug them around his neck. You steady yourself, resting your cheek onto his shoulder briefly when you feel his movement come to a halt. You feel so full, there's a delicious ache in your lower belly.
“Shit– I'm gonna move now, okay?” he grunts. You simply nod your head as he grabs you by your sides to push your lower body away till only his tip is inside before pulling you in closer to fill you up again.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head while your mouth hangs open when Toji begins to slam you onto his hard length, repeating the motion over and over again as you let out broken cries of his name. When he picks up speed, your pussy flutters at the abnormal feeling, causing him to pounce into you harder.
“Oh god– nghh– Toji!” You cry into the crook of his neck.
“Mmh– look at me, let me see that pretty face,” he orders breathily. You pull away from his neck reluctantly, eyebrows still knitted as your lips stay fixed in a silent O shape.
“Look at how well you take my cock… ‘ts a perfect fit,” he hisses when your pussy squeezes him again at his words. You'd always thought that Toji would be the silent type, just like he was at the office, but seeing him spew such vile praises just adds more to the intensity of it all.
“Fuck– Toj–” you whimper as you rest your forehead against his.
‘Hmm? Yes, pretty? Cock got your tongue?” He laughs but it's strained. You tilt your head to kiss him on the lips and he shoves his tongue into your mouth to kiss you back hungrily. You moan into the kiss when he thrusts harder. In a swift motion he pulls away from the kiss, dropping your legs to the ground as he pulls out of you to turn you around.
He pulls your hips back to meet his, while pushing your face flush against the door to arch your back for him. He slides back into your hole in an instant, rutting into you from behind. Your hands press against the surface of the door while he grips onto your hips tighter to keep them from jerking forward due to the force.
You bring your left hand down to rub your clit, the pressure building up further as you get closer to your release. Toji leans forward to press his chest against your back, hooking his hand down to swat yours away. Instead, he replaces it with his fingers to toy with your clit and it feels so much better than your own dainty ones.
When your legs start to shiver as the pressure in your stomach builds up, Toji brings his other hand to intertwine his fingers with yours, pushing your chest further into the door.
With the way you're screaming his name, you're pretty sure anyone passing by outside can hear you. You wonder if that's the reason he's doing it, to show people just how good he's fucking you.
“Toji fuck– I'm coming– fuck!” You cry as your legs shake as you cum hard, threatening to give out, not being able to hold your weight. Despite wanting to finish himself, obsessed over how your pussy is sucking him in, he knows it'll be a bit too much for you to handle at the moment. So, he slows down as he secures one hand around your waist before pulling out completely. 
He turns you around till you're facing him, taking deep breaths to calm your breathing. He bends down to swing your body over his shoulder with ease as if you weigh nothing at all. He walks over to the bed before slamming you back down onto the soft mattress. 
He gives you another cocky smile, proud of how deliciously fucked you look. You recognize this look and just as he's about to lean forward to make his way to you on the mattress, you place one foot onto his chest as the heel digs into his skin.
“Time out… you’re too much,” you sigh and he lets out a snort.
“Better get used to it,” he smiles as he brings his hands up to take off your stiletto, tossing it on the floor before bringing your other leg up to take off the other pair. 
He holds both your feet firmly, pushing them into your torso till you're practically folded in half as he brings one hand down to rub your swollen clit.
“No,” you turn to the side to get out of the position before sitting up straight, looking at his still erect cock in front of you. You lean closer to him as your hand wraps around the length, “Let me make you feel good.”
You roll the condom down before discarding it to the side, leaning forward to kiss his tip, swirling your tongue around the angry swollen head before licking a strip up his shaft. When you open your mouth wide, he grabs his length to tap it on your tongue a few times before you wrap your lips around the thick head. You make eye contact with him as you take in more of him, letting your mouth adjust to his size slowly. He mutters a quiet ‘fuck’ while grabbing the back of your head to push it closer. You gag before you can even take his entire length in your mouth, tears slipping out the corners of your eyes.
“Yes, right there… such a pretty mouth. Come on, I know you can take some– ugh— more,” he grunts and you relax your mouth to deep-throat him.
As Toji lets out breathy cusses, you move a hand down to massage his balls. Your other hand moves between your legs to part your folds and rub soft circles. This doesn’t go unnoticed by the man and you see a mischievous smile creep up on his face.
“Let go, babe,” he smiles while firmly pulling at your hair. You move your head back and you can already feel your throat aching as it readjusts to the emptiness. You’re still stimulating his tip with kitten licks, lapping at the precum, all the while touching yourself desperately.
Toji grabs both of your wrists as he pushes you back up on the bed, climbing up before lying on his back. As you await his instructions, you’re confused when he signals you to sit on his face. You hesitantly straddle his chest but it all makes sense when he tells you to turn around. You giggle as the heat rushes to your cheeks as you lie face-down on top of him to sixty-nine him.
“Now, stop being so greedy and focus on sucking my dick,” he speaks as he pulls at your asscheeks to part them, parting your folds with his tongue. Your toes curl in as you lean down to take him in your mouth once again.
As you bob your head up and down, sucking his entire length, his groans vibrate against your pussy as he eats you out just as fervently.
You steady your hands on his thighs as the muscles flex and relax every time his tip kisses the back of your throat. You close your eyes to focus on your movement as it gets harder and harder with Toji slurping at your pussy ruthlessly.
When you bring your hands over to play with his balls, it has him unravelling quickly. After edging himself unintentionally the whole night, he can’t help but feel like this is the tipping point.
“Do you– mmh– mind swallowing?” His voice is strained. You shake your head no, not parting from his cock even for a second. His nails dig into the flesh of your ass as thoughts of you flood his mind.
He can’t help but feel his pride swell that he's the one who gets to ravage his seemingly innocent co-worker like this. As if it weren’t already hard enough, imagining the things he’d do to you when he saw you at the office – now he had actual memories in flesh to make it harder.
Two months ago, he wouldn’t have imagined you'd be going dumb over his dick this way. Your interactions had always been respectful, despite him flirting with you occasionally. It was only about a month ago that you took him by surprise when you give a witty reply,  flirting back with him.
Toji knew a thing or two about breakups, so when he subtly inquired and eavesdropped in conversations around the office, he heard your loudmouth friend talk about how sad it was that your ex had the audacity to dump you when you clearly were out of his league.
Sad indeed, Toji thought, wanting nothing more than to finally get to fuck his pretty colleague. But when you both were assigned on a project together about three weeks ago, the flirting had gotten out of hand and your talks were no longer just a few words exchanged out of courtesy. Toji knew he wasn't made for relationships but a part of him wanted to make you his and greedily keep you to him.
As he enjoys the way you’re sucking his dick with your pretty pussy fluttering under his touch, his desire to have you has only grown stronger.
He leans his head back when he feels himself shoot his load into your mouth, his dick twitching as he feels you lick and struggle to swallow him.
“Fucking hell–” he sighs, kneading the flesh of your ass lazily. When he feels the weight of your body lift up, he grabs your waist to pull your ass back to hover it over his face.
“Where do you think you're going?” He huffs and before you can answer, he's eating you out at a faster pace than before. You already feel overstimulated as is but when Toji pushes two fingers inside, it turns you into a blabbering mess.
You arch your back as you lean forward with your fingers denting the skin over his abdomen. You grind your hips to feel his tongue on your cunt. Your head hangs limply when you cum once again on his tongue and Toji continues to slurp at your juices.
You body twitches violently and you beg him to slow down. He chuckles as he licks you clean before placing a quick kiss over your folds, relaxing his grip to let you get off.
You roll over to the side till you're lying on your back, your chest heaving as you take deep breaths. You look down when you feel a hand on your shin. He smiles lazily at you as he caresses your skin. You smile back before closing your eyes to relax, but open them back again when you feel the mattress dip as the figure beside you shifts.
You find Toji caging you with his arms on either side of your head as he leans down to kiss your lips. You close your eyes, humming into the kiss. He dips his head down to give you another mark on your neck, bringing one hand down to play with your nipples.
“Let me rest!” you push his chest but it doesn't faze him at all.
“Okay fine,” he laughs, “I'm only going easy on you cause it's our first time.”
“Easy? You really live up to your reputation,” you stare at him in disbelief. This makes him laugh and it’s the first time you hear his real laughter and not the smug, cocky chuckles of usual. You grin when you feel a warm fuzzy feeling in your heart, maybe Toji Fushiguro has more to him than he lets on.
He creates some space between you when he gets off and before you can ask him what he's doing, he lifts you up in his arms to carry you to the bathroom. 
When he sits you down on the sink counter to run the hot water tap to fill up the tub, you giggle.
“What?” He walks back to you.
“Nothing… just… Now, I get why women apparently call you unforgettable,” you mumble, trying hard not to blush.
“I don't do this for them,” he shrugs. You roll your eyes at him, not believing his words.
He chuckles, “I'm serious! I don’t fuck around… much. It's not a communal dick.”
“Oh really? What have I done to deserve such special treatment?” You tease.
“If I want to keep seeing you, I have to make you want to see me again too,” he smiles, leaning closer till he’s standing between your parted legs, brushing a finger over your lips.
“I think you guaranteed that right after you made me come the first time,” you laugh.
“That easy? Why's that?”
You shake your head no and he raises an eyebrow, urging you to speak.
“Well… if you must know, I rarely came with my ex. He said he got tired quickly so often I'd finish myself off in the shower later,” you confess, feeling a bit embarrassed at admitting this to him.
“Damn. What a fucking loser,” Toji chuckles dryly as he lazily rubs soft circles on your inner thighs, “Well, I'm glad he sucked. It really was time for an upgrade.”
You laugh as you play with the hair on his nape. You wonder out loud, “Have you ever thought about anyone else from the office?”
“Like who? You’re the only one there who I’d get blue balls for,” he laughs.
“Seriously? Not even Ema or Lisa? They’re pretty hot,” you push.
“Not my type.”
“Hmm”
“Why do you ask?”
“Nothing… just…”
“They’re painfully obvious about their crush if that’s what you’re asking,” he lets out another dry chuckle as he brushes your loose strands to the side, “Well they won't bother from tomorrow.”
“Why's that?” your eyebrows furrow.
“Unless you have a top that covers your entire neck, they’re going to figure shit out instantly,” he smirks as he traces the light red/purple bruises on your neck. You twist to the side to look at your reflection in the mirror.
Your eyes widen as you gasp, “Toji! How am I going to cover these?”
“Maybe don't... it doesn’t matter if they find out– maybe that way the gossip will reach your loser ex and he’ll know just how well I take care of you,” he teases, nuzzling his nose into your neck.
“God, you’re obsessed,” you giggle as you slap his chest lightly.
“Hmm, maybe. Told you I'm not one to share… especially not when your pussy tastes so good,” he kisses down your body till his face is in front of your core again. 
“I never said yes to our little arrangement… I can always back out,” you tease but your breath hitches when he presses his tongue to your core once again.
“Hmm, maybe I need to try my best to convince you then,” he nibbles and you instinctively tangle your fingers into his hair, closing your eyes as you enjoy the way Toji fucks you with his tongue once again.
“Toji… the bathtub,” you sigh when you hear the water overflow. Toji pulls away, holding his hand out and pulling you to the bathtub. Once in, he closes the tap and turns you around till your back is flush against his chest. He kisses your shoulder from behind when you're nestled against his broad torso.
As you straddle his lap, you feel his boner poke your skin.
“Leave some for tomorrow,” you let out an exhausted chuckle.
“Ignore it…,” he speaks softly and you lean back, dropping your weight onto his chest. You close your eyes as you feel him rub and massage your skin with a soothing pressure all over.
You don’t realise you begin drifting into light sleep but blink a few times when your head jerks up, feeling his body shift underneath you. You lean forward to allow him some space and he gets out of the tub. You eye the way the water drips down his body, trickling over his toned back muscles before he grabs the towel to pat himself dry. His damp hair falls over his temple and you smile to yourself – you could definitely get used to this.
He holds his hand out to you and you take it as you get out of the tub. You undo the towel around his waist to dry your own body, feeling your skin prick due to the cold air after having spent a good few minutes in the hot tub.
Just as you’re about to wrap the towel around your torso, Toji tugs it out of your hand to drop it to the floor and instead lifts you up again to carry you out into the bedroom.
“Toji, I’m cold,” you hug your arms around his neck.
“I know… don’t worry, I’ll keep you warm,” he says as he lays you down on the bed, readjusting his position till he’s on top.
“I really think we should get some sleep,” you giggle when he kisses you cheek.
“This is how we build up your endurance… with more practice,” he leaves open mouthed kisses down your throat.
You laugh as you yank his hair to pull his face away from your skin. “Let me sleep! Good night.”
“You can sleep… I don’t mind,” he mumbles as his tongue teases one of your nipples, biting the hardened bud lightly.
“Toji! Behave!” you scold him in a not-so-convincing tone.
“If I had behaved, we wouldn’t be here,” he rolls his eyes as he gets back up to give you a long, lazy smooch till you’re both out of breath. When your lips part, he rolls to the side, collapsing on the bed next to you. 
He covers the thick blanket over your bodies before pulling you to his chest and kissing your shoulder with a soft ‘good night’. The act is surprising as you hadn’t really taken him for the cuddling type. You feel his boner stick out against your back once again and you laugh.
“Shh, this is all very new. Give me some time,” he teases, snaking his arm around your waist. You wrap your hand over his, letting yourself melt into his arms when he rubs soft circles over your belly. You involuntarily rub your ass against his hard on and he presses your stomach to still your movement.
“Don’t do that if you want to sleep,” he warns and you giggle as you close your eyes, the tiredness of the whole day taking over your senses as you fall asleep in his arms.
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You wake up when you hear your phone ring from a distant corner. You try to move Toji’s heavy arm to free yourself but he pulls you in even closer.
“My phone’s ringing,” you whisper as you turn your head to look at him. His eyes are still closed as he grumbles in a low voice, “Let it.”
You still manage to wiggle yourself out of his grasp and quietly walk towards where your phone was lying on the floor near the door. Toji stirs and sits up, his eyes following your naked form as you pick up the call.
“Did you die in there or something?”, you wince when you hear Ema’s voice on the other end.
“Open the door, we’ve been out here for, like, 5 minutes now,” Lisa’s voice is more distant.
When your brain registers what they’re talking about, you slap a hand over your mouth as you stare at Toji.
“Give me 5 minutes,” you mutter before hanging up, not giving them a chance to protest. Toji gets off the bed and walks towards you.
“Ema and Lisa… they’re outside my room… and I'm here,” you sigh as you pick up your garments off the floor.
“Told you there’s no point in hiding,” he says, tucking a loose strand behind your ear, “I’ll walk you to your room.”
You simply narrow your eyes at him with a ‘yeah, right’. He takes the dress from your hand.
“I’m not joking…” he holds the dress up in front of you and shrugs, “Besides, you’re gonna have to wear my clothes anyway.”
You see that the zip is broken with the fabric looking frayed where the zip ends – you had heard it right, he did rip your dress last night.
“I really liked that dress,” you pout but it’s far from a complaint. You know you cannot complain after a night like that.
“I liked it too… it gave me a really hard time the entire night,” he gives you a quick peck, far from apologetic, “I’ll get you one just like it.”
You simply blush at his words before pressing your hands on his chest, “Fineee, get me something to wear.”
He squeezes your ass once before walking away to his suitcase. You put on your thong and bra back on just as he returns with a t-shirt and sweatpants. You snatch them out of his hands and put them on quickly. 
He laughs at how baggy his sweats are, the compression t-shirt is still okay in comparison, “Guess it’s too big for you?”
You crinkle your nose, cringing at his joke as you secure the drawstring tightly to keep the pants from sliding down, “No, it’s not that big.”
“Is that so?”, he wraps his arms around your waist, caging you in, “Do I need to refresh your memory?”
“Toji! My friends are waiting!” you slap his chest and he laughs, leaning down to kiss you.
“Let them,” he moves his lips down to your jaw.
“No, let’s leave,” you wiggle your way out of his arms, shoving your phone in the pocket of his sweats before picking up your heels to carry them in one hand. He quickly puts on a different pair of sweatpants with an oversized t-shirt and sliders before grabbing his keycard. 
“Oh wait… I think my keycard is in your jacket from yesterday,” you turn around when you’re at the door to find him already rummaging through the pockets to retrieve it. You grin at him and he simply shrugs, “Told you, I’m a gentleman.”
You roll your eyes again as he opens the door and you quickly make your way to the elevator. Toji’s hand is resting on your lower back when the elevator dings and the doors open. 
You know there’s no point in hiding, yet you walk ahead of him as you notice your two friends standing outside your room. Before you have a chance to greet them, you hear Toji’s booming voice from behind, “Morning, ladies!”
You brace yourself for their reaction and it’s just as animated as you’d expected. They don't try to be subtle about it as they smirk at you while greeting the man in unison and you realise it's a lost cause trying to keep it a secret.
And it surely doesn’t help that Toji makes it a point to grab your jaw and kiss you goodbye in front of the two for no damn reason, as if it weren’t already obvious about what had transpired between you two. 
As he leaves, you smile at him, watching him walk away. The heat rushes to your cheek when you hear Ema fake a cough and you turn around to look at your friends. 
“Open the door ASAP! I wanna know everything,” Lisa squeals and you know your friends would not leave you alone until you went into heavy detail about the whole night.
~fin~
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luvwestwood · 3 months
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"Build a Bear" - Nanami Kento
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3,077 words.
note: just re-posting this as i'm no longer shadow-banned, enjoy kento slutting you out in the victoria secret changing rooms lol
content warnings: nsfw (18+), sex, breeding, dom! nanami, pet names (princess/slut, doll etc), changing room sex, hair pulling, you walk around the mall with his cum stuffed into you lol, quickies, standing sex, semi-public sex? kento sluts you out in the vs changing rooms lol
banner cred. @/yunonoai on twt/ig
Nanami was your boyfriend of almost one year, and you must say, things were going pretty well. He was a gentleman, who was able to prove 24/7 that chivalry isn't dead at all. Kento was all you could ever ask for, and usually you'd spend your days with him wondering how did you end up with a man like the Kento Nanami?
Kento loved to spoil you rotten. He was more of a giver than a receiver. Acknowledging the fact that he’s financially stable, earns way more than what he needs, of course— the rest will go to you, his beloved girlfriend. It was almost like.. he found pleasure in doing it. He always anticipated the big cheesy smile on your face when he comes home with bags full of everything. He's always eager to whip out his sleek black credit card at any given moment as if it was toy money.
Hair curler not working anymore? You’d be getting a new one the next day. Your car broke down? Look out into the driveway the next morning. He ripped your panties the night before? You’ll wake up to four bags full of bespoke lingerie, all specially made for you.
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Today was Thursday, which meant either two things. One, it could just be a normal Tuesday. Two, it was Nanami’s payday. And so you know what that means…
“Anywhere else you'd like to go?" Kento followed behind you, all of your shopping bags from earlier in his grasp. Both hands full. Don't forget, he was a respectful guy. He'd never let you carry anything, even if you wanted to. "We have all the time in the world."
You let out a hum, thinking. "Hmm.." You continued, "Maybe Victoria's Secret? I heard theres a 4 for 15€ sale happening on the undies!" The two of you step onto the escalator, Nanami behind you. "And that will be it. I don't want to spend anymore."
"Doll, you already know what I'm gonna say to that." He lets out a labored sigh, looking up at you as you look down at him. You turn around and frowned.
"...I know, but.." You pause your words as Kento abruptly cuts you off. It was as if he was doing this so you speak no further about this matter which you bring up every now and then. Okay.. maybe every time Kento brings you on a shopping splurge.
"Hey- eyes forward, we're getting off the escalator." He quickly moves all shopping bags to one hand, using the free one to guide you off the escalator by gently pressing on your back. It was good timing, cause it allowed you to shut your mouth before you go on your daily rant about how he spends too much money on you, and that you would like to be independent for once.
"Okay, but.." You turn to him as soon as you enter the store; the sweet smell of the body mists and dark, sultry ambience of the place enticing you. "You never let me give you anything in return. I want to do something for you for once." You say this in a stern whisper, as it was more of a small but silly couple's quarrel, and you didn't want other customers to get the wrong idea between you and Nanami.
You hold eye contact with him as he returns the same, Kento remains silent before you see the evident glint in his eyes as an idea sparks in his thoughts.
"Alright then," He ushers you to a quieter part of the store, specifically where last season's lingerie was displayed. "You wanna do something for me?"
You aggressively nod in response. "Yes pleaseeee, anything." Tugging on his blue dress shirt, you quietly beg. Beg that he'd let you do something for him for once.
He looks around the store for a moment to see if anyone else was browsing close enough to where you two were standing. The coast is clear.
"Hmm.." The suspense was killing you. "How about, you and I head to the changing rooms.." Oh, I know where this is going. "I stuff you full of my cum, then we walk out like nothing happened."
You froze. Completely. You weren't mortified, just amazed at how he was able to come up with something like this. "Wh- Ken, are you craz-?!"
"Ah- bap bap bap- I'm not done." He shushes you immediately. "After all that, I buy you a set of lingerie that I get to choose, which you'll wear later tonight." You notice that he holds a tighter grip on the handles of the shopping bag - his sleeves were rolled up and you could see the veins straining on his forearm. Kento was most likely turned on at the thought of what he had just said.
Your own throat goes dry, causing you to swallow your own spit. With furrowed brows you approach him closer to whisper what you were supposed to say less than twenty seconds ago - "..Are you out of your mind?"
He just shrugs his shoulders. "You said you wanted to do something for me, so I gave you an idea for that exact something."
Skeptical, you frantically look side to side before you let out a blabber of words. "What is this, Build-A-Bear?!" And that's exactly what it was. Although he was a gentleman outdoors, and of course indoors; but he's a completely different story under the sheets, Kento never failed to amuse you.
He wanted to stuff you full of his cum in the changing rooms like the bears at Build-A-Bear that get violated by the metal rod that pumps out the fluff. Then, when he's happy about how full you are, he'll pull your panties back up before bringing you back out like nothing happened, choosing a new lingerie set for his eyes to feast on later tonight.
Nanami stayed silent as he watched you think. The two of you weren't talking, your feet grounded in the same position. But he knows your hard-thinking face when he sees it, and he can tell that you're considering the offer. Maybe you were tempted.
You cross your arms. "Fine. But tell me how they're gonna allow us to stay in those changing rooms for more than ten minutes. You know how they are... in a store like this."
Nanami, with his free hand, reached over to the rack beside you, that displayed cute baby-doll sets in various colors. You watched as he grabbed one in every color - he at least took five. In pink, black, red, blue and purple. "That'll give us enough time."
Your stomach fluttered at his remark, was he really going to blow your back in the changing rooms right now? Oh God, if we were to get caught I'm never showing my face in this mall ever again.
You squint at him before turning around, unable to catch the pleasurable grin he had ended your conversation with.
The two of you walked to the back of the store where the changing rooms were, with occasional glares behind you to Nanami. You were practically scolding him with his eyes. Luckily it was more secluded and closed off in the back, and the fact that it was only Thursday resulted in the mall being the complete opposite of busy. That meant no staff will continuously pester you to hurry up, as there are others waiting in the queue.
As you approached the changing rooms, a brunette girl came up to the both of you. You assumed she was a worker by the lanyard on her neck. "Hi, how many?"
You held up the hangers, smiling awkwardly. "..Six items." She weirdly ogled you due to the amount of items you had and don't forget, they were all the same item just in different colours.. As if it were her business anyways.
"Oh- I couldn't make up my mind.. I h-had to try them all." Your breath hitched as you told a lie, you heard Nanami snort behind your back as he listened to how ridiculous you sounded.
Fortunately the girl let it slide. "...Okay, follow me." She walked down the hall of changing rooms until she reaches the one at the very far end. Of course, you and Kento followed. You chewed onto the skin of your lip, gripping onto the mesh fabric of the baby-doll dresses as you walked.
The worker unlocks the door with the key on her lanyard, pulling it open and stepping aside. Only yourself enters first, and you turn around to the two of them. "You can just.. wait for me outside of the door babe." You cycle glances between the worker and Kento. The worker thinks nothing of it. Your boyfriend just nods, smiling as he stepped a bit further back from the door, leaning against the wall behind him.
The girl makes a comment before closing the door. "There's a special button on the wall, if you need any assistance with sizing. Just press it if you need anything."
You take a look at the button before smiling at her, and saying thanks. The door finally closes. You give yourself a minute, taking a look at yourself in the mirror, breathing in and out. You place the hangers on the rail, and your purse on the tiny stool in the corner.
The worker was long gone, it seems that she was occupied with stocking the body-mist shelves outside. Nanami was still waiting outside of the door, until the sound of a lock turning was heard followed by you opening it slightly. Your head poking out in the tiny gap you made.
"..C-come here." You whisper, before he moves himself away from the wall, entering the changing room with you in it.
Nanami wasted no time, immediately grabbing the door open wider with his free hand, locking it behind him. Dropping all the bags on the ground, his lips found yours first. The two of you gently move against the wall, his hands roaming all over your body - but cups your face in the end.
"Are you sure?" He had to double check. Kento wasn't the type of guy to force you into anything you didn't want to do, he always made sure you were comfortable doing it. That's another reason why you loved him so dearly.
Breathing heavily, you eagerly nodded in response. He peppers a trail of kisses from your lips down to your neck, causing you to let out a breathy moan of his name in response. "..K-Kento," You shiver as you felt him plant wet kisses just below your jaw, the obvious tent growing as you continuously call out his name. In return, you wrap your arms around his neck like a sloth, whimpering and moaning as he reaches your sweet spots.
He groans as he indulges himself in your scent, which he never fails to lose his mind about. You were just irresistible and each time he had you - Nanami just yearned for more. The way you'd be dripping wet even though he barely laid a finger on you, and how sensitive you were to his own touch. It felt like he had won the lottery by just being with you.
Considering the time you two had, Kento quickly went back to kissing you on the lips, this time with tongue. By the time he was finished, a string of spit connected your tongues as he pulled away. You look into his eyes before making a request. "..I need you in me."
"Turn around, stay against the wall." He says in short breaths as he tried to catch his own, clearly pent up by the intense make-out session the two of you just had. You obey, your cheek against the wall as he kept you in place.
You looked to your right to face the full length mirror, the cold air hitting the skin of your ass as he flipped your skirt up, followed by your panties being dragged down your legs. He kneels and places a small kiss on your dripping hole before standing back up into his original stance. He grabs a handful of your soft flesh, giving it a spank. The quiet gasps from your mouth only rousing him more.
He struggles with his belt, eager to get it unbuckled. Silently, you watch until he finally gets it, his hardened cock springing up onto his stomach as it finally was able to escape from his pants. Your heart palpitates like crazy at the sight of the arousal dripping from his pink tip, causing you to push back onto him when you weren't meant to - you needed him. Bad.
"..Be patient baby," he grins, after seeing how needy you've become.
You arch your back a bit more, putting your pussy on display to him. He did nothing but devour your body like a work of art with his own eyes. His warm hands snake onto your shoulder for support as he aligns the tip of his cock with your hole that was quite literally begging for him.
A sharp inhale comes from you as you felt his thick cock stretching you out. Kento heard this, and he quickly gave you a peck on the temple before gripping onto your flesh harder. As soon as he slid all the way in, he planted a few more kisses on your nape allowing you to adjust.
He gave you nothing but sweet, slow movements to make sure he didn't hurt you. His chin laid onto your shoulder as breathy moans slipped from his lips - this had only made your knees weaker.
Still pinned against the wall, you snaked your hand to the back of his head, pulling him closer. "G-go ha-arder." And so he did. Kento knew the difference between faster and harder, and he never mixed the two up.
You grab onto the wall for support as he ruts in to you harder, his cock covered with ring of creamy white near the shaft. The gel from his hair rather non-existent from the way you grabbed for it earlier.
"F-fuck," You moaned out, it had only made him go crazier each time you gasped his name or little curses under your breath. The noise of whimpering and squelches from each thrust echoing through the rather tiny changing room.
Your stimulation reaches peak as he fondled with your breasts each time he thrusted into you, his balls making a slapping noise along with them.
He gently tugged your hair into a pony, causing you to haul your face off the wall. "Look into the mirror doll," He spoke between soft grunts. "Watch how you take my big cock like the little slut you are." Your face was messed up, along with you hair at this point too. Each hair was no longer in place with its curl, and your lipstick had been rubbed off into different directions.
You felt his pace change not too drastically, but he continuously deeped onto your g-spot. Your knees weaken and he notices this, the knot in your stomach tightening as he felt your muscle clench non-stop around him.
"K-Kento.. I'm gonna..-" You gasp as he yanked the low cut collar of your top down, causing your boobs to slip out. He pulls you back onto his chest causing you to stand up straight, interlocking his forearms around your elbows. The two of you are now facing the mirror. Warmth of his chest hitting your back as you leaned against it.
You watch as your tits bounce with every deep thrust, Nanami whimpering quietly as he feels his balls tightening. "I-I need to cum..." You whispered, at this point your voice was no longer there. "Please..."
He leaned into your face as you rest the back of your head on his shouder, you were in a moment of bliss. "I know princess, cum all over my cock like a good girl."
And that did it for you. You moaned out loud, your intense orgasm washing over you, and Kento was quick enough to cover your mouth so no one from outside would hear the filthy things happening inside of a changing room as small as this.
Not long after, his warm ropes of cum filled you up constantly as he whimpered quietly, the two of you drained from the intense session.
You use your own two hands to grab onto the mirror decorating it with handprints. Kento breathed heavily as he watched his cock slip out from your hole. Before a drop slips out, he gently pushed two of his fingers in to make sure his load stays inside of you. And kindly enough, he pulled his panties back up for you.
"Thank you baby, you're too good for me." He combs your hair with his hands, putting it back into place before giving your cheek a soft kiss. You turn around and do the same, but this time on his lips.
"I love you, Kento. So much." You smiled, still a bit overstimulated but it was nothing you couldn't take. Your legs were a bit weak though, and it was time for you two to leave.
Just a few finishing touches before leaving, you made sure to fix straighten your top again as Nanami does the same to his signature animal print tie.
You turned to the untouched sets on the rack he had taken for you earlier, giggling as you had completely forgotten they were there. "I guess I didn't get to try them on," You smiled as you bunched up the hangers in your hand.
"I'm sure you'd still look beautiful in all of them regardless," He responded, picking up the bags off the floor and opening the door. Luckily no one was wandering the halls outside.
You rolled your eyes, walking out into the open as if you weren't stuffed with his cum right now. Kento walked beside you as he caressed your soft hair from the back, giving you another kiss on your head. "Hold on," Confused, you stopped in your tracks as he walked off somewhere else, calling out for one of the workers.
She was occupied with arranging the underwear into the sizing baskets. "Yes, may I help you?" She approached you both. It was actually the same girl from earlier.
"I'd like to buy everything in this store please, for my girlfriend over here." He asked, and he was serious. I mean, he's the Kento Nanami.
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I just know it would drive yandere farmer insane if highland cow reader was down for all the grooming and care they give them but really loves going to those competitions. Imagine they love feeling accomplished by these completions and beg yandere farmer to let them keep doing them. Would yan farmer be willing to let them go again?
Colton would be upset but begrudgingly let you go seeing how happy it makes his darling. He’d love the part before the competitions! Getting to groom you, make sure you smell nice, make sure your fur/hair was perfect, getting to style it and put you in outfits he likes on you? Well that’s a dream come true! But having the judges and audience see his darling like that??? And then they touch you, he nearly throws a fit every time but holds it in knowing if he messed up your chances of winning you’d avoid him for however long until he was practically on his hands and knees begging you to give him even the slightest glance.
But the smile you have after the competition and the way you cling to him in celebration of your winning ribbon. It almost makes all the stress and jealousy worth it because at the end of the day you cling to him not them. And what’s better then making his darling smile? I mean he could think of one other thing he’d find better but this is pretty damn close.
If his darling gets too into the attention of others instead of just feeling accomplished by these competitions and happy with how they look however it’s going to be a much harder battle to get him to agree. Why do you want the attention of these random farmers and judges when you can have all his attention for free? Is he not doing enough? Does he need to get rid of his other farm animals? He’d do it if that meant you’d pay attention to him and not want attention from others. Hell he’d even steal first place ribbons from those competitions and make his own at home competitions forcing his other farm animals do be the audience if it meant you’d no longer want the attention from others.
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[cow darling patiently sitting through the hours of preparation before the competition]
Colton: I’m done! Don’t you just look perfect?
Cow darling: Think it’ll be good enough to win the competition?
Colton, pouting: why don’t we just skip it this time? I can get you any colored ribbon you’d like! And then I can pamper you all afternoon! Isn’t that better than some silly competition?
Cow darling pulling out the puppy dog eyes: Please Colton?
Colton holding his chest by his heart with strained voice: get in the car
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Colton on his knees gripping onto cow darlings legs: I said I’m sorry! Please please look at me! Just a quick glance will do! Pleaseeee!
[Cow darling continuing to ignore him]
Colton bawling his eyes out: I’m sorry I threatened that judge after he touched your horns! And I’m sorry I killed him when he did it again! Please just stop avoiding me! You’re killing me!! I’m literally dying!
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diozas · 5 months
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big boy | 17 + | f! reader | brat reader | manhandling
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Thinking about big boys who have you wrapped around their finger so well when you’re a brat. You’re so small compared to his buff and tall figure. His veiny arms wrapping around your waist to hoist you up and throw you over his shoulder with no hassle, your world upside down as your hands hit against his back to put you down. He carries you with such ease, spanking your ass several times when you start to move and squirm too much or kick your legs around, his calloused hands gripping the back of your thighs to make sure you don’t jump right off him or tumble backwards. He would throw you on the bed with no effort, watching you stare at him surprised as he stands at the edge of the bed, stripping you with his lust filled gaze.
“Gotta get rid of that bratty attitude eh?” He muttered as he held onto your ankles with both hands, your legs were pressed together in the air as he fucked the soft plush skin between your thighs, just right above your soaking cunt. You were such a brat to him he just had to teach you your lesson. So he refused to fuck your needy cunt until you were a whiny sobbing mess. Begging and crying for him to just fuck you dumb with his thick length while his fingers continue to edge you, his thumb stroking your sticky stained folds, pressing against your aching hole and feeling you clench.
“Please please please, I’ll be g-good! I promise pleaseeee just fuck me already!” You sob out only for him to pull him thumb out and tighten his grip on your ankles, sure to leave bruises. He pulls his dick away from your thighs, his tip smeared with pre-cum, and nearly an angry red.
“You sure bout that now pretty? Ya say this every time hmmm?” He lets go of your legs only to spread them out, nearly into a full splits having your leaking pussy on full display for him. He was mesmerised by the sight of you, he loved it when you would act all bratty and then he would fuck the attitude out of you.
And he does. Seeing you cry and nod was all he needed, your lips pouty and lashes wet with your tears, cheeks wet and red. He curses under his breath before ramming himself into you, holding your legs apart as you try to close them shut from the sudden stimulation.
“Mmm fuck, yer gon kill me woman.” He breaths out leaning in to give you a sloppy kiss while slamming his thick length inside you, pressing his hand down on your stomach while he makes out with you so you both could feel where he was.
It wasn’t long after your nails were digging into his beefy biceps as you squirted all over him, your sticky juices running down his length and sticking to his balls, his pelvis coated in your shine, legs shaking and eyes squeezing shut as curses and moans escape your swollen lips, all while he fills you up with his cum, making sure you take all of it in so he shoves two fingers into your white clenching hole.
“C’mon lets see if ya still got that attitude in ya baby”
Toji , Eren , Gojo , Zoro , Sukuna , Akaza , Tengen
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milkzoro · 5 months
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whilst staying on the sunny, luffy and his crew permitted you and law to use their new pool whenever you felt like it. with the hot summer days, your desire for the cool water only grew stronger, but your stubborn boyfriend, and captain, wasn’t too much of a fan. you had your ways though, and it wasn’t long before he gave into you.
𐙚 pool sex with trafalgar law 𐙚 MDNI
you begged for law to come join you in the pool, you assured him that it was safe enough and it wasn’t that deep. after all, he was 191 cm and the max depth was only six feet. he just liked to be a little brat sometimes.
he stood at the edge of the concrete border with his arms crossed and a pout on his face, you splashed at him, earning annoyed groans from your boyfriend.
“baby come in pleaseeee the water feels so good!” you pleaded, putting on your best doe-eyed expression and reaching out to hold his hands. he grabbed them and sat down on the lip of the pool, only dipping his legs in the water. his thumbs traced circles over your knuckles as he contemplated his answer.
he pulled your hands closer and gave them a loving kiss.
“y/n-ya.. only since you’ve asked so nicely.” law never let go of your hands as he hopped down to join you in the perfectly warm water.
he gave you a sweet kiss on your plump lips and you instantaneously attached yourself to him, holding on to his broad shoulders and wrapping your thighs around his toned waist as he carried you—sharing many more kisses with you under the pretty sunset of the evening.
he held you tight, chasing your lips again and again. a smirk formed on your face as you felt law slowly start to grind against you. whimpers poured from you in between the wet, open mouth kisses—you smiled against his lips.
you broke away for a moment to say, “what- what if they c-come mmhhh back baby??”
he walked you over to the edge of the water with you still in a tight embrace, he had you leaned against the wall of the pool giving you no room to squirm away.
“don’t worry. i’ll make sure that won’t happen my love.” he pushed your swim bottoms to the side and lowered his trunks, freeing his needy cock into the water. it was a new sensation for the both of you and you could tell he was excited.
slowly, he lowered you down on him, squeezing the fat of you ass as he pulled you close, water came in waves between the two of you, just like how your orgasm was building as he filled you.
“pretty girl.. you did this to me you know…” he purred in your ear. “i’m glad you got me in here baby, feels so good fuckkkk.”
you clawed at his tatted back, pulling to try and get him to go deeper—you buried your face in the crook of his neck to try and suppress the sounds of your whinny moans.
“baby it’s okay— they’re not back yet, i got you… it’s okay you can do it.”
you squeeze around him. his sweet voice had you all worked up.
“f-fuck law.. wanna cum, can you go faster baby? please? maaahh hhahhhh-”
he reluctantly agreed, he was also soon approaching his high, his thrust turned sporadic— droplets of water decorating your face as he bounced you on his aching cock.
“cum for me baby, i know your close, the way your squeezing around me proves it.” he whispered in your ear, his words casting a spell on you to release around him. the knots in your tummy were about to snap. you held onto him, squeezed your eyes shut and whined out his name repeatedly.
“shit— that’s it baby… i’m right there too, wanna make a mess of you. so soo good for me y/n-yaa.”
with final thrusts, he filled you up—hanging his head low in the crease of your neck as filthy moans dripped from his mouth. law held you close with your legs still loosely tied around him, keeping the two of you connected while he walked you to the stairs of the pool. he turned his head at the sound of a familiar group.
he kissed your cheek, “see baby, just in time.”
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pandoraslxna · 5 months
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⋆。° ✮ minors dni 🔞
⋆。° ✮ Kinktober masterlist
⋆。° ✮ Warnings: begging, edging, teasing, praise
⋆。° ✮ Translation: tanhì - star, bioluminescence freckles
⋆。° ✮ adult Neteyam art was made by the amazing @cinetrix 🩵
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Neteyam had trained himself to not want. For his whole life, he’s trained not to want anything, because the more he wants, the less he gets, so he has to practice not wanting. It's hard. But self-control has always been his strong point.
You however, can’t deal with not getting what you wanted. And Neteyam loves it. Loves it, because it makes you such an easy target of his teasing, of his mean little games.
"Please", you beg, voice hoarse and swollen lips parted as you pant. "Teyam, please."
Meanwhile Neteyam grins down at you, eyes twinkling pools of gold, several shades darker than normal. He is barely holding on to control at this stage, but he is grasping tightly to the last few threads, enjoying this game way too much.
He has brought you and also himself to the brink of an orgasm time and time again- how many times and for how long, neither of you could even take a fair guess at. And now he has you writhing and pleading beneath him. Just the way he likes it.
Neteyam bends his head down, nipping and sucking at your collarbone, adding another mark onto your skin, and you’re keening, wriggling away from him and pressing closer all at once. He keeps still though, a small chuckle rumbling in his chest, a chuckle that you feel rather than hear.
"Want to come", you whimper, "please! Please let me come…"
You’re helplessly pinned down by his weight, legs propped against his shoulders, both wrists caught above your head by his right hand. He rolls his hips again, a motion that is surprisingly fluid at this point, and you moan, head rolling from side to side as your hands twist in his grasp.
"Hmh, I love that sound", Neteyam hums in approval, "Love it when you beg for me, pretty girl. Can you do it again?"
You’re so close, so fucking close, has been for a long while now, and you really just need him to make you come. You whimper as he stills again, his cock twitching inside you, every little throb being picked up by over clocked nerve-endings.
"P-please, Teyam… not fair", you whine and pout, trying to form the words but not really getting there at all.
"Aw, tanhì", he teases, kissing you, tasting your desperation in every lap of your tongue against his own. "You’re so sweet like this."
Neteyam releases your hands as the kiss ends, slipping his own between your bodies instead to locate your clit with his fingertips.
"Fuuck, yes, yes please...", you purr, your body arching up against his touch. "Don’t- don’t stop. Please!"
"You want to come, hm?" Neteyam breathes in your ear, lips closing around the lobe, his hot breath on sensitive skin spreading goosebumps all over your body. "C’mon, beg for me."
"Pleaseeee, please. Please, Teyam", you whine, voice full of urgency, hips pushing up against him, desperate for friction.
Neteyam doesn't say anything more, his mouth moving to your jaw line, placing kisses along it as he starts thrusting, slowly at first, his fingertips moving over your clit at the same pace. Your little noises become unintelligible, rising in volume as he speeds up, hands clawing at his back. Your eyes flutter closed, and for a moment it feels like you’re falling, or maybe floating, weightless, clinging onto Neteyam like a lifeline.
"Pleasepleasepleaseple– oh f-fuck, yes! I‘m c-coming, coming, I‘m—"
"Hmh, there you go", Neteyam hums, watching with half lidded eyes how your own roll all the way back into your skull, and you’re choking on a moan. "Just like that, let go for me. Good girl, you’re such a good girl, aren’t you? Yes you are, tanhì. Fuck, just look at you coming on my cock. S‘fucking perfect."
Neteyam slurs the last part before he lets himself go as you tighten around him, the warmth of his cum flooding your insides sending more shivers through your body.
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joedirtymadre · 13 days
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LAW X READER! LIGHT ANGST! (Pls send more requests! Pleaseeee)
You stared blankly at the raven haired captain. “W-What did you say?” You asked, in disbelief. “I won’t repeat myself a third time. (Y/N)-ya… join my crew, stay with me forever,” he said. “Join your crew? But that would mean I-“
“Yes. You’d have to leave the Straw Hats,” he interrupted you. “B-But Law…” you hesitated. What should you do? Yes, you and Law have built a beautiful relationship… but it never crossed your mind that you would have to decide between him or your friends. “I love you (Y/N), so please… at least consider it,” he said softly. “I-I… Ok, I will,” you stuttered. “Good, I hope to have your answer by tomorrow morning,” he said before walking off. As soon as he was out of view, you felt your legs give out. “W-What am I going to do?” You asked nervously. Everyone just finished fighting, and now instead of celebrating with everyone. You were now thrown this curveball. “What’s wrong (Y/N)!?” You heard Nami call out as she ran to your side.
“N-Nami…” you started before feeling the tears slip out from your eyes. “(Y/N)?! What happened? What did Law say? I saw him call you out here,” she said worriedly as she rubbed my back. “He… he asked me to join the Heart Pirates,” you choked out. “What?” She gasped. “He said he loves me, and he wants me to join him. I-I don’t know what to do Nami!” You cried out as you held onto her. “Oh (Y/N), I’m sorry but I can’t help you decide…” she said as she hugged me tighter. “But for right now, let’s get you cleaned up. Your face is all covered in snot,” she said, hoping it would lighten the mood. You nodded and followed her back to the ship.
You told the rest of the crew what Law told me and their reactions were what you would expect. “He’s trying to steal one of my friends?!” Luffy said angrily. “When I get my hands on that guy! There’s no way I’ll let him take my (Y/N)-chwan!” Sanji shouted, as his legs were on fire. “No (Y/N)! Please don’t go, I’ll miss you too much!” Chopper cried as he jumped on my lap and hugged me. “This is super not cool,” Franky added. “Maybe that guy just wants to pick a fight before we head out,” Zoro said. “We just got out of one, why would he try to get in another one so soon?” Usopp asked. “I’d hate to see (Y/N),” Brooke said. “I don’t care if he’s your boyfriend or what! The next time I see him I’m gonna kick his ass,” Luffy frowned. “Well hold on everyone… You haven’t asked (Y/N) what she wants,” Robin said, making everyone go silent.
“Of course she wants to stay with us! We’re her friends!” Luffy yelled. “Do you want to leave (Y/N)?” Chopped cried and hugged me tighter. “It’s not that she wants to leave… but maybe she wants to stay with the person she loves,” Nami pointed out and tried to force a smile. You were speechless, you didn’t even know what you wanted. Of course you wanna be with your friends, but… you fell in love with Law. “Well? (Y/N), do you want to go with Traffy?” Luffy asked, seriously. “I-I don’t know… I love you guys, but I love him too. Why is he making me choose?” You asked while wiping away your tears.
“I didn’t think this through, I didn’t think about what would happen after the battle was over,” you cried and hugged Chopper tightly. Robin placed her hand on your shoulder, “(Y/N) no matter what you decide, you know we’ll always be friends,” she said. “Sh-She’s right! Even if we’re on different ships, we’ll never fight you,” Chopper pouted. “That’s right! So, no matter what you decide, just know that we’ll always be by your side!” Nami smiled and ran over to hug you. “Really?” You choked out. “Well duh, we’ve known you for too long to see you as an enemy,” Usopp said. “Yes, even if you’re on an enemy ship. I would still ask if I could see your pant-“ Brooke was cut off from receiving a kick from Nami. You laughed, and it helped lift the tension that was in the air.
“They’re right, I could never hate you (Y/N)-chwaan~ But I could never forgive that stupid captain!” Sanji frowned. “I might not hold back if we’re ever enemies, but that’s because I respect you as a fighter,” Zoro smirked. “We’ll always be suuper friends (Y/N)!” Franky cheered. You looked up to Luffy who was still frowning. “Well… I’m not happy about losing one of my friends, but if you plan to leave I’ll never forget about our time together,” Luffy softened up. You felt the tears flow out even harder, and everyone came around to hug and cheer you up. “Thanks everyone, I think I know what I want,” you smiled.
The Next Day
You walked towards the area where you and Law met yesterday. You felt confident, but still unsure whether your decision was the right one or not. Once arriving you noticed Law was already there. “I’m sorry for keeping you waiting,” you apologized. “It’s fine, did you come to a decision?” He asked. “I did… but can I ask you something?” You asked. “Yes?” He replied. “If I chose to stay with the Straw Hats, what would happen to us?” You asked. “Well… we can no longer be together. We’d be enemies again, and I won’t hold back on you if we cross paths in the future…” he said slowly. “I see,” you said softly, as your eyes fell to the ground. “Then I’ve come to my decision…” you said as you lifted your head and stared deeply into his eyes.
“I recently realized something, Law,” you started. “I learned that no matter where or who I become, my friends will always love and support me. However, you won’t…” you said as your vision began to blur from the tears. “(Y-Y/N)?” Law questioned as he reached out for you. “But if you’re prepared to throw our whole relationship away, throw me away then… maybe we weren’t meant to be,” you cried as you stepped back. “But (Y/N)-“ you interrupted him. “I’m staying with the Straw Hats, and don’t worry the next time we meet… we’ll be nothing more than enemies,” you said with a tremble in your voice. You quickly turned around and began heading back. Until you were suddenly wrapped in a hug, “Wait!” Law said as he tightened his hug. “Please… just wait,” he said. “W-What do you want? I already g-gave you your answer,” you hiccupped.
“I’m sorry, please… don’t go. I do want to be with you, I’m sorry I said that,” he said softly. You pulled his arms off of you, “I’m sorry Law, but how can I be with someone that was prepared to end the relationship so quickly? I can’t, I just don’t trust you anymore…” you said slowly and continued your way back to the ship. Leaving Law behind.
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atxxokirina · 9 months
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What You Deserve ( 18+, MDNI )
Neytiri x Jake x Fem Omatikaya reader
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contains: pwp (porn without plot), dom neytiri & jake, sub reader, edging, rough sex, threesome, makeout session, fingering, creampie, punishment.
plot: you, jake, and neytiri enjoying each other's company
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"..That's right, fuck her Jake." Neytiri holds your head against her chest as Jake plows you from behind, his large hands gripping the plush curve of your ass. "Mmm.. I-I wanna cuummm," You whine. The two had been keeping you on edge for the past hour, you can barely form a coherent thought. "Not yet baby. Ugh, fuck.. Just let me take that perfect pussy." Jake grunts, angling his hips upwards to hit your sweet spot, you whimper in response.
"Such pretty noises, y/n." Neytiri pulls your face toward her, licking her lips before giving yours a soft kitten lick. "Please.." You breathe out, eyes gazed deep into hers. "Yeah? You like that?" She squeezes her hand around your neck, planting wet kisses on your lips. Jake forces a hard thrust, earning a yelped cry from you. "More! Oh, great mother.. Pleaseeee- fuck, I wanna cum s-so bad!" Neytiri smirks against your mouth, finally giving you the lustful kiss you'd been waiting for. Her tongue touches yours as you pant, desire growing more and more.
Jake grinds his hips onto your ass, finding a new pace as your walls hug his cock. "This little pussy is squeezing me so tight, oh fuck y/n.." He moans, brushing your braids back and holding it into a ponytail, using it as leverage to fuck your wet cunt even deeper. Neytiri doesn't break the kiss. Not even for a second. Both of your lips are hungry for each others, but of course, Neytiri gets the upper hand. Pushing down into you, hungry for each aspect of your body. Her hand travels from your stomach, middle, and then landing on your clit, rubbing the bud with soft dedication as you moan in her mouth.
"G-gonna.. cu..m." As soon as you say those words, she snatches her fingers from you. Jake notices and slows his pace as well, softly chuckling at her. "C'mon, don't you think we should let her cum?" He huffs, holding back his moans. "At least once?"
"Yes! Please let me cum, I-I deserve it!" You whine again, fucking yourself back on his throbbing cock. She thinks for a moment. "No, you don't." She simply responds, pushing your body off of hers and situating herself on the boulder behind her. "I need to-" You couldn't finish your sentence with the way Jake was relentlessly fucking you, you felt your body melt beneath him as your mind became foggy. "Don't be a bad girl." Neytiri smirks at you, spreading her legs to expose her glistening pussy, fingering her folds open and letting out a breathy moan. "Shit baby, so fucking hot." He pushes your head down on the soft moss under you, groaning as his cock slides deeper inside.
"Wh-what are you doing?" You asked her, struggling to complete a sentance. "Giving you want you deserve." She plunges two digits inside of her pussy, you intently watched as some of her slick spills out. You whimper in protest. "Th- haaa.. That's n-not fa-ir!"
"Hm? What was that?" Neytiri teased, her hand now traveling to her plump breasts, using another two fingers to rub her nipples. You're still moaning on Jake's cock, it seems that watching Neytiri play with herself is only making him more agressive. He smacks your ass, a bright red handprint stinging. "Owh..!" You whined.
"Do it again, ma Jake. Keep hitting her." Before you can respond, he lifts his hand up, thrashing them down, a hard spank reigning down on both of your sides. You cried out, tears welling in your eyes from the bitter pain. "You don't deserve me. You're a dirty girl, a dirty little slut for us." She spits on the hand that was around her breasts, returning it back as she swiftly moves her fingers. "Yeah that's right.. Oh yeah.. keep choking my cock." Jake sqeezes your ass again.
"Please let me cum.. I can't- hold.. back anymoreeee.. Haa.." You whimper, holding your head down as your hands searched for something to hold onto. "I want it, please.." Neytiri scoffs shortly after Jake does the same. "Yeah, I bet you do." She flashes her fangs with a grin, looking up at Jake and nodding, giving him some kind of signal. Before you can question it, he pulls out, and immedietly thrusts back in, bottoming out entirely.
You scream through gritted teeth, Jake's cock is hitting your cervix mercelessly. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuucckkk!" Neytiri watches your reactions, quickening the pace of her fingers inside of her pussy, greedily moaning. "Ready?" She looks up at Jake. He nods, stiffening his body and holding himself inside of you. You felt his cock stutter and twitch around your spongey walls as he lets out a husked moan. "Fuuckkk. I'm cumming inside that pretty pussy.." A warmth fills your womb as his seed spurts into you.
You look up to see Neytiri, her legs spread wider than before. "Mmm, look at me, y/n. Look at what you can't have." She moans. You watched as her pussy oozes cream, chest rising and falling as her body tenses, her lower half twitching as her cream reaches past her ass.
You're mixed with arousal and submissiveness. You weren't the one cumming, but your body still felt impacted. Jake pulls out and releases the grip he had on your hips, causing you to fall and lay flat on your stomach. He pats your ass before stepping back, Neytiri now standing above you as she tied her loincloth back on. "Think you've learned your lesson yet?" You hum in response. "Good girls don't get what they want, they get what they deserve."
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kk43mi · 8 months
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needy┊kabukimono
PAIRING ┊ kabukimono x f!reader(dom-ish) GENRE ┊smut WC ┊ 1.2k+ WARNINGS ┊ obsessive behavior , somnophilia , clinginess , pussy eating , fingering , blowjob , good boy , lowercase intended!!! SYNOPSIS ┊ the first time you gave a blowjob to kabuki, he became obsessed with the feeling and pleasure. always asking for more and more, at the wrong time and place, outside at the woods? he wanted it. other people were around? he wanted it. you were busy with work? he wanted it. A/N ┊ written by kam , hope you guys enjoy ! been thinking about this for a long while, time to let it out. a little drabble btw!
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the first time you gave a blowjob to kabuki was when he asked about it, he heard about people talking about getting into the act of intimacy and that made him all flustered.
he got all shy and fidgeting with his fingers asking if he could do it too. "n-niwa was talking about doing stuff like...I dont know...like the thing...its embarrassing.."
of course you had to help your poor baby out, guiding him to the bedroom and taking his clothes off for him. he gets all shy saying "do i have to be naked...?" he asks so innocently.
"yes, now relax you wanna do this right?" you would reassure him and he would nod.
moaning and shuddering out of pleasure when your tongue starts kitten licking his tip, making him seeing stars already, hips bucking upwards as his back arch in an impossible angle.
the way his tip was inside your mouth had him whining and whimpering. "a-ah! so-so good..! mgh..mmgnh-!!"
and thats when he lost it as his whole cock was inside your mouth, touching the deep parts of your throat. which makes you gag a couple times, but he holds onto your head for leverage, gripping a handful of your hair, trying to withstand the pleasure.
hes so cute trying to hide his little whines and moans by biting his bottom lips, maybe a little blood trickling down mixed in with his drool.
he came on the spot,since this was his first time initiating in any kind of action, it wasn't surprising. but you swallowed it all, gulping down the white substance. hips shaking, and he let out the most pornographic moan ever.
"that-that felt so good y/n...one more..?" he asks so innocently and you let out a chuckle. "one wasn't enough?" he shakes his head as he pleas for another one.
and from there on, he always asked for you to pleasure him. even when you got back from work he would get up from his seat jumping up to you in thrill. giving you a tight hug and kissing your lips.
"y/n! youre back youre back! can we do it now? pleaseeee? ive been waiting all day..." he would pout.
"eh..but we did it yesterday already-and it was the first time...you got addicted..?" you would laugh it off but he wasnt having it. "noo pleaseeee, i havent released the whole day...need you.." he would say before rubbing himself on you.
"but im worn out...next when im free alright?" you try your best to convince, but all he did was pout and cry.
"dont you love me? cmon ill just do all the work this time!" he whines and you just sigh in defeat.
"alright fine...just only one time." he would nod before dragging you to the bedroom, already taking yours and his clothes off.
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"n-ngh-! ah-fuck.." you moaned out as he ate your pussy out as if he hasn't eaten in years. slurping and licking your folds, sucking on your clit. "so good~ you taste so good..." he would mutter out.
he was always so hungry for your pussy, always chowing down on it as if there was no tomorrow. eating your pussy out as he rubbed his cock against the mattress to get some friction. even if you were begging him to slow down and trying to get away sometimes, he would just pull you back in by the thighs and eat you out.
if you were tired he would just do everything just so he could cum. bottoming out as he inserted his cock inside. makes him whine in pleasure, he couldnt help but move on the spot! thrusting himself at a fast pace while he kissed you with both elbows resting on both sides of your head.
you would whine, telling him to please slow down but he just couldnt! your pussy felt too good, squeezing so tight and good around his cock, you can basically feel him twitching, knowing he was close.
"gonna cum...! cum..cum cum cum!" he said as his thrusts gets sloppier and faster. "ah-wait not inside!" you screamed out but he kept going till he would reach his high. "kabuki!"
he would finally pull out, cumming on your stomach, and even on your face. then you squirting on his cock and stomach as both of the individuals could be heard trying to catch up their breath. but you can feel him sliding his cock on your folds.
"one more..p-please.." he would stuttered before pushing back in which had you arching. already sensitive from the orgasm you had. a long night soon awaited you.
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you loved kabuki, but sometimes he would just annoy you by crying and whining when he didn't get what he wanted. even if you both were shopping for food at the markets, he would get needy, holding onto your arm and already grinding on your thigh.
"'m needy....please..now." you would sigh telling him nows not the time. but he then starts whining, crying which brought attention from other shoppers and it had you embarrassed until you dragged his arm, bringing him to a empty secluded place, behind some strangers house...sure there were other people too but less than the markets.
"god you irritate me so much..." you would say before taking his pants off, then flipping him to the wall, to where his ass stuck out. prodding two fingers around the rim of his ass. he would whimper at the feeling scratching onto the walls of the white concrete.
then finally inserting it inside of him, he would let out a slutty moan, almost loud enough for people to come. thrusting your fingers in and out of him, curling them at the ends, poking at his good spot.
"mmnggh-! nghh ahh~!" kabuki would let out with no shame, not even caring if people heard him, he just felt too good!
"quiet down, or else people will see." he nods and obeys obediently, biting his bottom lip to contain his moans from slipping out. "good boy." you praised him before stroking his cock. and his eyes rolled to the back of his head, moaning and saying incoherent sentences, drooling at the pleasure he was getting.
thrusting your fingers in and stroking his cock was already enough for him to cum on the spot, making a mess on the wall, coated with white sticky cum. leaving him breathing heavily.
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sometimes there would be days where youre too tired to even do anything, denying his requests of doing it so you can get some rest, sure it takes some convincing but then he would just pout and say "fine!" with a needy tone.
but little did you know, he would just wait until you passed out, just so he could take your clothes off and insert in his cock in your hole. thrusting in and out, skin slapping skin, just the feeling of your pussy pulsating around his cock. he always got off to the feeling of it and could cum immediately.
after that you would scold him for creating a mess when you were asleep, always feeling sticky and having to clean up.
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when you guys had your intimate moments, and this time you told him he could cum inside, he couldn't hold in his excitement. saying "r-really?! okay! ill cum inside..." the thought of cumming inside you always excited him.
there when he first came inside he was so addicted to the feeling. after that he just couldnt stop cumming inside you, your pussy felt too good for him to stop, he would go on and on till his cum was basically translucent.
you would have to be the one initiating in aftercare, always so tired whenever he came multiple times...what did he expect. you would clean yourself and him up, then relaxing in a calming silence of cuddling and telling endearments to which kabuki would command.
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thanksbutno98 · 1 year
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Crutch
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Ghost x reader!wife
Warning: mentions of sex (NSFW)
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Today marked three months since your very tall very large husband had been stuck like this. Grumpier than usual and cursing like a sailor you were at your wits end with him. The amount of petty comments and fights he had started was border lining daily. He sat on the couch leg raised, a mountain of pillows elevating the cast. Having been spending most his his time in that position he was slowly ruining your £4,000 couch.
Simon had broken his leg and was making sure everyone in the house couldn’t forget about it. For such a stoic man he could be a crybaby when pinned down and given doctors orders. You would think he fell out of a goddamn heli the way he was making a fuss. Any normal person would expect him to come home with a broken leg from one of his missions with 141. Hell, he’d come home shot multiple times forget the broken bones.
But, he broke it in such a mundane way it was comical. Three months ago you requested Simon fix the leaking roof. It had warped the ceiling of your new borns room and you had gotten shrill at how long he put it off. The fall from the roof was not what caused the break it was the ladder falling backwards landing flat on his shin also tweaking his knee. You had to admit, watching your husband fall from the roof as you sat in your living room breast feeding was quite terrifying. Thank god the girls were at school.
Even though it was three months ago he was still blaming you for breaking his leg. Not that it was your fault he just needed someone to blame. Price had stopped by a few days after it happened. It still makes you smile thinking about the mustached man holding back laughter at the sight of Simon in a white cast that was completely colored on with pink marker and rainbow stickers. Grace and Fae had created a mural on it the day after Simon got it when he passed out on the couch. To say he was livid was an understatement. The girls ran to their rooms after he shouted about looking even more like an idiot. Mel then wrote the word idiot on the cast in retaliation for him making her little sisters cry. She was grounded soon after, telling you it was worth it. ‘Did you seen the vein popping out of his forehead?’ She snickered.
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“We’re not watching cartoons.” You could hear Simons thick British accent as Grace began whining. Being stuck on the couch for so long was making his temper significantly shorter, which you didn’t think was possible. There was only so much tv he could watch, books he could read, and weights he could lift. You didn’t mind the weight lifting his shoulder and biceps were mesmerizing.
“Pleaseeee!” Her voice high pitched stomping her feet.
“No, I’m going to go fuckin crazy if I watch another episode of bluey!”
“Simon, how many times do I have to ask you to watch the language.” You warned walking into the living room. Simon grabbed the decorative pillow next to him pressing it onto his bearded face then letting out a deep groan, muffled by the blue fabric. Oh yeah, he was also trying out a beard which you weren’t to keen on. You missed his stubbly face not this unkempt mess. Maybe if he tried to shape it you’d change your mind but he looked ravenous.
“Y/N, for the love of god go away. ” He tossed the pillow at Grace who caught it throwing it back at him with all her strength completely missing.
“And take the demon with you.”
“If I’m a demon you’re the devil!” Grace grabbed a stuffed animal hurling it at Simon only to have it caught with ease. She was picking up on his sass making her more of a handful than usual. The bluey theme song started playing in the background.
“I’m gonna lose it, Y/N. I never thought cartoon dogs could make me hate a whole country.”
“Come, Grace. Bedtime.” You shuffled the now six year old out of the room shooting Simon daggers. He only rolled his eyes turning on the football game. Once Grace was asleep along with Fae you stomped back downstairs into the living room. With one last deep breath you decided now was the time to confront your intimidating husband. It’s not that you were scared of him, honestly he was more scared of you but it was always a bitch to argue with him.
“Simon, this bad attitude has to stop.” You sat on the coffee table in front of him blocking his view. It was like you were invisible as he leaned slightly to the side to look past you at the tv turning up the volume at the same time. This, ass is blatantly ignoring me!
“Simon Riley!” You shouted. His head snapped back to look at you, his eyes going wide.
It was normal for you to get annoyed with him but you hardly ever raised your voice. In fact you could count on one hand the amount of times you raised your voice to anyone in this house. The last time being when you went into labor and by the time you were at the hospital it was too late for the epidural. You’d never screamed at him with such ferocity before. He told you the following day he thought you were going to kill him. Which wasn’t far fetched considering you kicked him out of the delivery room at one point for looking at you the wrong way. Grabbing the remote from him you turned the tv off.
“I get it sucks having a broken leg. But for Christ sakes, Simon, do I have four kids or five?” Simon nodded at your words not risking what he might say if he chose to speak. He may have been dumb the past three months but he would be daft if he doubled down having just been shouted at by you.
“Now, go shave that beard off and bring my husband back. Please and thank you.” You tossed the remote back on the couch as you headed upstairs to the nursery; your newest addition to the family was fussing. The large Brit could be heard as his crutches clicked across the hardwood floor a string of curses falling from his lips.
It was approaching midnight when you saw Simon again. Hobbling through the door of the nursery, crutches holding up his solid frame. His face was freshly shaved and hair damp. The smell of his body wash and aftershave filling your senses as he hovered behind you looking down into the crib.
“How’s the little guy?” Simon rested his head against yours, his large hand wrapping around your waist.
“He’s a brute just like his father. Only difference is he doesn’t mouth off yet.”
“Atta’ boy.” Simon squeezed your waist. Looking up at him he nudged his head towards the door beckoning for you to come to your shared room.
“Just a little longer.” You whispered adoring the sight of your baby boy. Swaddled in a pure white blanket with a little matching hat slipping off his head. He had Simons hair and eyes but your nose. He honestly looked the most like Fae which made Simon proud, no longer out numbered by a clan of your spitting image.
“Come to bed, I miss you.” The hairs on the back of your neck stood up at his words, his hot breath ghosting your neck. The smell of peppermint now being added to his already alluring scent. You honestly couldn’t remember the last time he out right said he missed you. He usually had some round about or sarcastic way of saying it.
“Good, is my husband back?” You asked giving him an expecting look trying to ignore the heat building between you two.
“Yes, and he misses you.” Simon leaned in capturing you lips in a tender kiss. The taste of peppermint was overwhelming making you yearn for more.
“Hmm, sounds like he’s just trying to get lucky.”
“Already the luckiest man in the world.” Kissing your forehead he turned stumbling slightly as one crutch caught on the grey carpet.
“Fuckin-“ Simon stopped what he was saying as he caught himself, hand pressed firmly into the beige wall. Feeling your eyes burning a hole in the back of his head. He cleared his throat.
“Bloody hell.” Turning slightly he shot you an apologetic smile.
“Better” you laughed patting him on the back. It still made you laugh watching this giant maneuver around the house on crutches. The normally stealthy man could be pinpointed anytime he chose to move rooms. It was kind of nice not having him sneak up on you anymore. He hated that you could still sneak up on him having honed your own stealth being married to a ghost. Although that game of cat and mouse you play was missed.
Finally making it to your shared room you helped Simon elevate his pink colored cast groaning as he put on a gory movie. This was some way of saying he missed you. Crawling into bed beside him you grabbed the book on your night stand and began reading where you left off, tuning the sound of screams out. It was hard not to notice his right leg hooking around yours to have some form of contact as he was absorbed by the movie. By the end of the film you had completed your nightly routine and slipped into a silk pajama set you knew Simon loved.
“Oh putting on a show for me?” Simons voice was gruff as he threw both of his hands behind his head settling deeper into the mattress, his left leg hoisted up by pillows. Pupils blown wide as he watched you move across the room to your side of the bed. It had been an abnormally long time since you had been intimate.
“Maybe if you weren’t so grumpy for the past few months I would.” You joked with a hint of seriousness. You two had had sex twice since he broke his leg consisting of you pulling a muscle once while riding him because he couldn’t do any other position. The other ending in neither of you getting off. That wasn’t the only reason you were avoiding it but you didn’t want to have that conversation.
“I know I can’t do much but you could sit on my fa-“ you cut him of with a quick raise of your hand. Holding back a giggle at how bold he was becoming lately, clearly sexually frustrated.
“How about we cuddle first.” Without missing a beat he was extending his arms pulling you into his chest. The steady beat of his heart and the warmth radiating off him cocooned you as his fingers ran through your damp hair. How could someone smell so good?
The past two years you watched Simon grow and change. He’ll always have a gruff side to him. One that tries to push all the love and affection you have away despite his true desires. There were things he was actively working on like tonight, the swearing. Two years ago it was the romance and now look at him. Finally being able to say he missed you and uttering the words ‘I love you’ when he thought you were asleep as if he was practicing. He’d romanced you into having another baby and you couldn’t be happier.
All those lonely nights when you two were first together adding up to him being a devoted father and loving husband. Never in your life did you think people could change but watching Ghost, the love of your life put in the work for you, that was astounding. Simon somehow was always making you fall deeper and deeper in love with him, like an anchor sinking to the depth of the ocean with no end in sight. He took you for the good and the bad and you were happy you took the risk of loving him all those years ago.
The choice to keep Fae started this now large family and your lives had been a whirlwind since. The fact Simon didn’t turn tail and run when you found out you were pregnant with Fae still shocks you to this day. At no point did he even ask for you to give her up like your ex asked with Mel. It was like he saw this as another mission to be completed and he dedicated himself fully. To you and to his family because without you he wouldn’t have one.
He proposed on your birthday having flown your dad and grand parents in for it. It was quaint and personal. Simon didn’t bother getting down on one knee but handed you a dainty emerald of your favorite color, in the wedding band you had pictured your whole life as you two stood looking across the snowy landscape. He had studied you and dissected you in so many ways how could he not give you exactly what you wanted. Knowing your mind and body was his specialty and he took full advantage of that when purposing.
He loved you so much before you two were even dating and he showed you it having taken a bullet for you. Being in a relationship with an emotionally stunted man like him had it’s downs, lows were all time lows. But now. Now, were the highs. No longer did you sleep alone, you slept with your broken legged man on the couch most night no longer being able to take turns with your new born and you wouldn’t change it for the world.
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“I can’t believe we’re at a bar’” Your voice was slurred as you waited for another round. It was odd being out in the night life your four children at home with your father giving you and Simon a date night. Of all the places you thought he’d take you this was the last especially considering he ditched his balaclava for the night not feeling like struggling with his ID like most times he grabbed a drink.
You had been feeling extremely insecure about your body just having your fourth child only five and a half months ago. It was hard leaving him home for the first time, you thought you’d get use to it by now but it’s hard every time it doesn’t matter if it’s not your first kid. Simon picked up on your insecurities right before he broke his leg realizing you were pushing sex off not from doctors orders or the normal changes happening inside of you but because you just didn’t like the way you looked. He tried his best to have that conversation and it ended with him making a fool of himself as you cried in the kitchen.
Just having a baby did not change Simon a bit. His desire for you just as strong as the first time he took you to bed. That was one thing you loved so dearly about him, his sex drive was consistent only wanting you. The need for an emotional connection with sex was an absolute necessity for Simon and that will always keep him coming back for more with you. No one will ever have his heart the way you do. Wrapped in velvet and held in gentle loving hands. Those very sexy hands that he loved wrapped around him.
“Its just a bar. I got the film time wrong.” Simon scoffed handing the bartender his card.
“So what, you’re maskless and that’s a rare sight outside the house.” You teased pinching his rosy cheek. It was easy to tell when Simon was getting drunk his cheeks always gave it away. Tonight was one to remember already. He had husseled three people out of money in a game of darts making all your drinks free at this point. Which is why they kept flowing.
“Yeah, and you have to wait a few days to breast feed. Worth it?”
“No, my tits will be so swollen. I’ll have to pump and dump it.” You sighed thinking about how much work that’ll be for nothing. Your little boy did not like formula and you knew he’d be very upset with you and Simon for choosing to have a date night.
“Let them get as swollen as you can stand. I love seeing them like that.” His lips were against your ear his crutch pressing into your shoulder. It was annoying because you were almost at the point of needing to pump.
“Simon!” You whisper yelled at him.
“What?” His eyes were mischievous as he looked down at you eyes glancing between yours and your cleavage.
“It’s for the baby. Get your mind out of the gutter.” You scolded hearing a hearty chuckle from him. You always loved when he laughed it reminded you he wasn’t weighed down by pain like he use to be. He had moved on and was able to actually enjoy his time nowadays. It was the easiest with you the girls following in a close second. Price was his only real friend as he kept everyone else far away. Soap was entering the realm of getting a real glimpse of his life only knowing about you but none of your children.
“Oi, my friends think they can beat you in a game of darts.” The man Simon had beat an hour ago approached the pair of you.
“How much?” You asked knowing Simon would win against whomever. He looked like easy prey on his crutches and a cast decorated in rainbow stickers and pink marker. He may tower over everyone in the room but the cast made him seem weak.
“£100, old man.” The vein in Simons temple pulsed being called an old man. That’s what he called your dad no way was some twenty something going to get away with that.
“That fine, dove?” His voice dropped an octave pulling the money from his wallet. Flashing it in their face he swung his way over to the boards crutches making his shoulders slump, an unusual look compared to his perfect posture without them. There was no need for you to answer, Simon knew you were enjoying the free drinks along with the bar food you two had shared. He looked good from this angle. His long sleeve black shirt fitting his muscles oh so perfectly.
“Y/N?” Averting your gaze away from your handsome man you were met with Soap of all people. A completely hammered Soap at that.
“Shouldn’t you be in Scotland?” It was a surprise to see the Scotsman here of all places. At some shitty dive bar not too far from your house. Not that he knew where you lived. It has been awhile since you’d seen him but he looked nice. Dressed in blue jeans and fitted black T-shirt a flannel thrown over it.
“Who’s your friend?” Soap glanced over at his very, very tall friend. He was easily taller than Simon but a lanky lad. His ginger hair complimented his green eyes and freckles and he was even drunker than Soap. He too was Scottish.
“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You smiled up at him having to crank your neck farther than usual with your  behemoth of a husband. You shook his hand firmly, his grip lingered a second too long.
“Such a beauty. I’m Harry. Let me buy you a drink-“
“Tequila!” Johnny yelled at the bartender with three fingers held up. He didn’t need your answer or his friends he was clearly trying to stop whatever conversation that was beginning to happen. Taking so much notice her shoved his body between the two of you pushing his friend away and scooting your chair slightly.
“Oh, you John’s girl?” You shook your head no turning to Soap.
“You hate tequila.” You whispered feeling his hand pat your back lightly.
“I panicked. My friends a dog with a bone and you’re just his type.” Soap whispered back. You could smell the beer on his tongue.
“What’s that mean?”
“Don’t make me say it” Soap groaned his speech slightly slurred.
“You’ve got amazing tits.” Harry interjected clearly hearing your conversation.
“I’m married!” You yelled having absolutely no grace and holding up your left hand adorned with your wedding ring. As if you were announcing it to the whole bar a few bystanders turning to look at you quizzically. Maybe you were drunker than you thought.
“That mean you’re not a good lay?”
“Excuse me?”
“Stop, Harry!” You and Soap spoke in unison.
“So what?” Harry flirted, lightly brushing his hand on your elbow eyes fixed on your breasts.
“Her husbands no joke, Harry.”
“Forget my husband, don’t speak to me like that.” You warned cutting your eyes at the ginger.
“He work with you?”
“Yeah, best not to fuck with her.” Soap warned paying the bartender. Harry tried to speak again but was cut off by Soap hading him his shot and lime. Putting salt on your hand you turned your back to the men not being able to stomach the gaze of Soaps friend. It was as if he was undressing you with his eyes. Soap hoped after this shot he could corral his suicidal friend away. 
“Fuck-“ you cursedd feeling the acrid liquid flow down your throat biting the lime for some relief.
“You even sound good.” Harry looked over Soap having a perfect view of you being abnormally tall. You watched the flash of anger in Johnny’s eyes as he geared up to get in Harry’s face.
Before either of you could respond a grey shadow moved out of the corner of your eye. It was the butt end of a crutch as it and the silver medal bar moved passed you. Pressing the plastic into the red heads chest and pushing him back a few steps you could feel the heat of your husband behind you.
“Fuck off.” Was all Simon said.
“And you-“
“Nice to see you Lt. We were just leaving.” Soap was practically dragging his friend away.
“Whoah, you own her or something?” Harry could be shoved as far away as possible but he was clearly visible over Soap.
“Yep!” You shouted standing between the two knowing the crutches were about to be thrown as Simon ignored his broken leg and left Harry with much greater damage.
“I own you?” The last thing you expected in this whole ordeal was Simons sultry voice. That was the husky tone you only ever heard during sex.
“NO!” You shouted a dusty red hue spreading across your cheeks.
“Haven’t you heard of sharing?”
“Knock it off!” You whipped around shooting daggers at this piss drunk man. The last thing you needed was for Simon to get in a fist fight and be carted off to jail.
“You know what. I’m leaving. And I swear to god, if you fight him you’ll sleep in the barn for a year.” You hissed completely unimpressed by the men in front of you. Simons gaze was not on you but fixed on the ginger as he stayed eerily silent. You could see his knuckles turning white as he gripped the handle of his crutches attempting some self control. This was suppose to be a fun date for you and your husband and this was far from what you wanted.
“Your mates a prick.” You told Soap as you passed by heading for the door, hearing the click of Simons crutches following you.
The left leg was kicked out from under him as he passed the tall Scotsman. You didn’t need to look to know Simon hit the floor hard. His body colliding with the sticky surface. That lit a fire in you and Soap. You were allowed to be mad at him but no way in hell was anyone going to embarrass him in front of you like that. Without thinking you were by Simons side using all your strength to hoist the solid man to his feet. There was no way you would ever be able to lift Simon in an ordinary circumstances but with Soap it was doable. Now everyone in the bar staring at the commotion, normally you’d be humiliated but the alcohol helped with that.
Without thinking as Simon sturdied himself and Soap cussed his ‘friend’ out you had shoved Harry, stumbling back into Soap. You bounced right off him, it wasn’t fair you were so small compared to both men. You even looked small next to Soap as he caught you before you fell.
“Fucking cun-“ before Harry could finish, a single crutch flew past you hitting the man square in the face. Just like always Simons aim was incredible breaking Harry’s nose on impact.
“Simon!” You hollered watching as you the red head stumbled backward clutching his nose, blood leaking over his fingers. The crutch landing on a near by table shattering the glasses in its path.
“He’s all yours, Johnny.” Ghost threw all the money he won from darts on the bar, you apologizing quickly as he collected his other crutch and hobbled out of the door. The employees were yelling for you all to get out while someone tried to help Harry with the bleeding. Soap followed trying his best to apologizes only being met with silence from Ghost.
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“You sure we can’t give you a ride?”
“No, friends already on his way.”
“Johnny why don’t you come over for dinner soon? Get to know Ghost a little better?” You offered as Simon laid on the horn for you to hurry up.
“Don’t think Lt. Would like that.” Soap was sat on the curb next to you as he waited for his ride.
“Doesn’t matter what he wants right now. I’m inviting you.” With that Simon laid on the horn again.
“I gotta run he’s angry enough as is.”
“Isn’t he always?” Johnny joked
“Not with me!” your eyes were dreamy as you rushed back to your husband. “Take care! And don’t bring your mate around again.” You called tugging the door handle of the truck.
“Fuck ‘em” was the last thing you heard as you shut the door behind you.
“You took your time.” Simons voice was gruff as he peeled out of the parking lot. No response was needed as you made the short trip home.
The two of you had already discussed the ordeal that happened in the bar swearing to never return. Out of character Simon apologized for losing his temper. Soap was the most shocked not knowing his Lieutenant could even do that. It kept replaying in your mind. Was it wrong that it turned you on how easily Simon took that asshole out. You couldn’t help but feel a heat grow inside you as Simons tattooed arm found its way over to you. He was lightly rubbing his thumb against your thigh fingers inching towards the growing heat. Why did it always turn you on when Simon was protective of you and even more so tonight.
“Wanna pull over and have a quickie in the car?” You asked giggling as Simon took a sharp turn leading you down a deserted road.
“Get over here.” The car was in park and your seatbelt was unbuckled before you knew it as Simon hoisted you into his lap. Turning off the headlights Simon had his way with you.
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“Well, you’re grinning ear to ear.” Your fathers voice came from the living room couch as you and your husband arrived home an hour later than expected.
“Sorry we’re late.” You apologized kicking off your shoes, bending down and helping Simon with his.
“Have fun?” Your father was closer as he came over to get ready to leave.
“Loads!” The tone of your voice was sweeter than sugar as you handed him his coat.
“Why’s your hair such a mess? Is that a hickey?” With that Simon was swinging his way out of the foyer towards the kitchen.
“Christ sakes, Riley! You have any respect for my daughter?”
“Dad!” You whined
“She started it. I just happened to finish it.”
“Simon!” You and your dad scolded in unison.
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