#rappa kendo x reader

[stchisaki]

DAY XIX. — FACE-SITTING

cw: Face-Sitting, Teasing, Attempt at Humor, Fem! Reader. 18+ Only!

author's note: This is for a good friend of mine! I hope you guys enjoy. I think Rappa's very funny.

word count: Approximately 1.2k words.

The door nearly slams off of its hinges, creaking and swaying haphazardly, before a large figure trudges in and closes it—albeit not gently at all. You would have nearly jumped out of your skin, but you’re used to this by now. An aggravated sigh rings around the room before the lumbering figure starts stalking closer. You swivel around on your office chair, hands steepled and brows raised. 

“Everything okay, Kendou?” 

Another sigh of frustration. 

“No. Of course not.” 

Kendou’s answer is curt, and it translates into his movements. He’s quick to tear his mask off and toss it towards a bedside table, and his gloves are clicking and following immediately after. You rise out of your seat carefully, sure not to make too much noise because Kendou becomes a little mean and cold whenever he gets agitated and pissed off. You would tease him usually, but he seems unusually mad. Whenever he notices that you’re approaching him, Kendou’s shoulders sag a little and he meets you halfway. He exhales, but there’s no emotion behind it, and he clasps his hands. 

“Sorry. It’s nothing that you did. I was just tryna do what Overhaul said, but I got duped.” 

You tilt your head, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on Kendou’s forehead. 

“What happened?” 

Finally, Kendou sweeps his hands out in a grand gesture before he flings his body backwards, groaning the entire way down. His back connects to the bed that oh-so thankfully happened to be behind him, and the springs scream out in protest before his body bounces heavily a few times. He’s like jelly, and the sight of it makes your eyes bulge out of your head. Your mouth is open, ready to question him until— 

“It’s that damn new Overhaul’s girl. Everybody thinks she’s Quirkless, but I know the truth! It’s unbelievable the things I’ve seen.” 

Oh, this again. Kendou has ranted about Overhaul’s new sweet thing multiple times now. You’ve not had the pleasure to meet her personally, but you’re not really sure you want to. Apparently she’s managed to convince everyone pretty well… or perhaps Kendou’s just hallucinating. 

“Yes, you’ve mentioned her quite a bit lately. What did she do this time?” 

A strange mix between a strangle laugh and a choked sob reverberates in the back of his throat before he wails his answer out boisterously. 

“Those three blond boys again! She keeps summoning them! And she’s using them to slip past me to escape. The bathtub. The bathtub!” 

You blink. 

“Right, yeah. How could I forget the bathtub?” 

You shift your eyes because you’re not sure what response to supply, but Kendou just emits another strange sound and waves his hands around. 

“Forget the dame! I need some stress relief, babe.” 

Immediately you face him again. 

“Oh?” 

Kendou’s hands flop back down. 

“Yeah. Sit on my face right now.” 

The way Kendou doesn’t ask lets you know that he’s serious, so you don’t even attempt to refute him. He’s impatient, so you’re not even going to have a chance to hop in the shower or anything, so you just wince slightly before you start to peel your clothes off. Kendou tilts his head up a little so that he can watch, and you make sure to wipe the wince off and give him a coy little smile before you teasingly remove your top. Your bra easily catches along, and both articles of clothing are on the floor before your thumbs hook underneath the band of your bottoms and you start to sashay your hips while you lower them down your thighs. They fall the rest of the way to your ankles, but you don’t stop twirling your hips the entire way. Your hands are trailing up your belly whenever you casually step out of your bottoms and stalk towards him. 

Kendou’s already hard—you can see his erection straining against his baggy jeans the closer you approach. Seeing his cock already pulsing to life has electricity tingling underneath your nerves, so you pick up the pace. Your hands are on Kendou’s knees before you tap your fingertips against their curves, and then you start to fondle up his thighs while you crawl up and over him. Kendou loosely lets his hands splay across you, feeling and caressing whatever flesh he can while you cross him. It makes you bite your lip, one incisor poking out and the other rubbing against your mouth. His calloused hands feel terrific on you, the way they hiss, the way they feel so heavy and real against you, the way he grabs you. Kendou’s got your blood boiling, and your coy smile turns a little predatory. You chuckle. 

“You’re so eager, big boy. Have you been thinking about this?” 

Kendou grunts.

“All damn day. I hate being assigned to her. You’re an angel compared to that.” 

His comment sends more thunderstorms crackling down your body, and you moan quietly before you start to shimmy up. You straighten, attempting to fluidly lock your legs around his shoulders and neck without looking awkward. Kendou watches you, those golden hues on his face brilliant and shining. You can see emotions brimming to life in those pools of honey, and you can’t help the heat that blooms in your heart and blossoms out to your groin. Another moan, and your palms are sensually rolling down your breasts, thumbs flicking pert jewels, and then down your abdomen before they reach Kendou’s jawline. He leans into your touch, chest heaving and breath speeding, and your smile returns to its kindness whenever you coo and start to cradle his face. 

“I’ve been daydreaming about having you all day, too, Kendou. Can’t believe we both get what we want.” 

You wink, and Kendou releases a genuine chuckle and he smiles. He looks so handsome, broad and chiseled, whenever he does, and you flutter. Your cunt clenches, and you can already feel glaze smearing along your cunt’s lips. 

“Like a dream come true, doll. Now c’mon, I hate waiting.” 

Impatient like always, but you don’t mind indulging him after such a rough and arduous day. Your toes curl in delight, so you lift up on your knees and slowly ease your way down onto the lower half of Kendou’s face. He soon disappears, lidded eyes open and glossy with excitement. Kendou’s gaze never leaves yours, and the intimacy has you gasping—especially whenever he kisses your cunt. He fondles your lips, pulling and tugging, letting his tongue slip out of his mouth to swipe a few loose licks. Gasps keep slipping out of you, so you bite the inner wall of your bottom lips and groan into sealed teeth. 

He’s fluid like always, kissing you in ways that you would have never thought possible until you met him. That eager tongue doesn’t waste any time cleaning you before his mouth shifts, catching your now throbbing clit into his maw. It’s too much, and you cry out. Both of your eyes squint in ecstasy, but you don’t miss the mirth and twinkle that sparks alive in Kendou’s gaze. You moan.

“Kendou, don’t you mess with me or I’ll—” 

He slurps, cutting you off, and you soon regret your words—

After all, he’s quite the hungry man. 

[luxthestrange]

BNHA Incorrect quotes#33 He found your address-

Early in the morning it's your day off and you are enjoying the peace of it, Keigo is still in bed after last night...when you hear the doorbell on your door

KFC!Y/n*Humming a tune opening the door*...

Kendo*Is hunched down to your door frame, finger guns you*Hi~It was really-

KFC!Y/n*Slams the door on his face and walks off but comes back when the doorbell rings*...

Kendo: Baby it's Kendo, Don't you recognize me?

KFC!Y/n: Of course I recognize you~THATS WHY I SLAMMED THE DOOR IN YOUR FACE~

Kendo: HA!-Still the jokester huh baby

KFC!Y/n*Crosses arms and smiles with venom dripping out every word you say*Speaking of "Jokes", Still working for that idiot boy?

Part 7 of:

[kakusu-shipping]

Emile Hides - He/She

Agender - Fray/Panromantic - Asexual - Polyam

25 years old

Autistic - OCD - Anxiety

Age Regressor - Chronosian - Age Locked

Proship - Self Ship - Fudanshi

Art Tag: Emile’s Arts

Writing Tag: Emile’s Writing

Edit Tag: Emile's Edits

This is my Ship and Let Ship blog where I post about ships I like, Self Ship as loudly as possible, write X Readers curated to me and me alone, and ramble about my F/Os in the tags of other people’s posts.

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Full F/O list under the cut (Very Long)

Romantic F/Os

Koro-Sensei - Assassination Classroom

Toshinori Yagi (All Might) - My Hero Academia

Nezu - My Hero Academia

Mashirao Ojiro + Neito Monoma + Hitoshi Shinso - My Hero Academia

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) + Kendo Rappa - My Hero Academia

Atsuhiro Sako (Mr. Compress) + Jin Bubaigawa (Twice) - My Hero Academia

All For One - My Hero Academia

Makarov Dreyar - Fairy Tail

Toma E. Fiore + Mako - Fairy Tail

Jackpot - Fairy Tail/OC

Zanoba Shirone - Jobless Reincarnation

Leuvis - The Promised Neverland

Kyube - Madoka Magica

Ginko - Mushishi

Takashi Morinozuka - Ouran Highschool Host Club

Kometani Chushaku + Naruse Shisuto - Komi Can't Communicate

Masato Hanzawa - Sasaki and Miyano/Hirano and Kagiura

Gonzaburo Taishiro - Sasaki and Miyano/Hirano and Kagiura

Franky Franklin - Spy X Family

Riri - Romantic Killer

Junta Hayami - Romantic Killer

Cheiko - Princess Jellyfish

Kotaro - Kotaro Lives Alone

Harunobu Nikaidou - March comes in like a Lion

Otsu + Minegishi - Manly Appetites

Muta - The Cat Returns

Scorpia - She-Ra

Bismuth + Peridot + Lapis - Steven Universe

Eda Clawthorn + Raine Whispers - The Owl House

Hieronymus Bump - The Owl House

Good Billions + Bad Billions - Kipo and the age of the Wonderbeasts

Tad Mullholand - Kipo and the age of the Wonderbeasts

Ruby Gloom + Skull Boy - Ruby Gloom

The Snork - Moominvalley 2019

Lynn Angel + Nick Hoult - All Saints Street

Teddy - Bob's Burgers

Cecil Heimerdinger - Arcane

Sisu - Raya and the Last Dragon

Zack Binspin - Moshi Monsters

Allhands - Drawga

Gyorik Rogdul + Grendan Highforge + Rosé - Drawtectives

N - Pokemon Black/White

Lillie - Pokemon Sun/Moon

Molayne + Sophocles - Pokemon Sun/Moon

Guzma - Pokemon Masters

Milo + Gordie - Pokemon Sword/Shield

Jacq + Saguaro + Salvatore + Hassel - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Kieran + Drayton - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Hydreigon - Pokemon Black/White2

Chesnaught - Pokemon XY

Inteleon - Pokemon Sword/Shield

Armarouge (Charlos) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

James + Jessie + Meowth - Pokemon Anime

Sirfetch'd - Pokemon Journeys

Captain Pikachu - Pokemon Horizons

Heracross - Monster Mind

Smeargle + Kecleon - Monster Mind

Mario + Luigi - Super Mario

C.Q. Cumber - Splatoon 2

Mr. Grizz - Splatoon 3

Jel La Fleur - Splatoon 3

Isabelle + Tom Nook + Redd + Brewster - Animal Crossing

Papyrus - Undertale

Vulkin - Undertale

Swatchlings - Deltarune

Viktor Humphries - Slime Rancher

Dick Gumshoe - Ace Attorney

Raymond Sheilds - Ace Attorney

Phineas Flilch - Ace Attorney

Hifumi Yamada + Celestia Ludenburgh - Danganronpa 1

Teruteru Hanamura - Danganronpa 2

Toko Fukawa + Genocide Jack - Danganronpa UDG

Ryoma Hoshi + Gonta Gokuhara - Danganronpa V3

Monokuma - Danganronpa series

Shirokuma - Danganronpa series

Kyle Klim (K) + Luna - Virtue's Last Reward

GTM-CM-G-OLM - Virtue's Last Reward

Kazuaki Nanaki + Hitori Uzune - Hatoful Boyfriend

The King - Hatoful Boyfriend

Zenyatta - Overwatch

Ramattra - Overwatch

B.O.B. + Bars - Overwatch

Maximillien - Overwatch

Lynx17 - Overwatch

Iggy - Overwatch

Toy Freddy + Funtime Freddy - Five Nights at Freddy's AU

Nightmare Fredbear - Five Nights at Freddy's 4

Sun - Five Nights at Freddy's Security Breach

Harley Sawyer - Poppy Playime

Leshy - Inscryption

Magnificus - Inscryption

Theodore DaCabe (The New Prince) - Chzo Mythos

Anna (The Huntress) - Dead by Daylight

Al-An - Subnautica Below Zero

Candyman - Lethal League

Gabocha - Suikoden 2

Richmond - Suikoden 2

Neclord - Suikoden 2

Luca Blight - Suikoden 2

Andras - Hell's Library

Jill Wolcott - Wayward Children

Reed + Leigh - Middlegame

Queerplatonics+

Aguri Yukimura - Assassination Classroom - Queerplatonic

Mei Hatsume - My Hero Academia - Queerplatonic

Reedus Jonah - Fairy Tail - Queerplatonic

Pantherlily - Fairy Tail - Queerplatonic

Peridot - Steven Universe - Queerplatonic

Jessie - Pokemon Anime - Queerplatonic

Nemona - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Queerplatonic

Raifort - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Queerplatonic

Bowser - Super Mario - Queerplatonic

Cobb - Animal Crossing - Queerplatonic

Genocider Syo (Genocide Jack/Jill) - Danganronpa UDG - Queerplatonic

Winston - Overwatch - Queerplatonic

Goobert - Inscryption - Queerplatonic

Neito Monoma + Hitoshi Shinso - My Hero Academia - Metamours

Kendo Rappa - My Hero Academia - Metamour

Naruse Shisuto - Komi Can't Communicate - Metamour

Minegishi - Manly Appetites - Metamour

Baron Humbert Gon Gikkingen - The Cat Returns - Metamour

Nick Hoult - All Saints Street - Metamour

Brassius - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Metamour

Princess Peach + Princess Daisy + Prince Peasely - Super Mario - Metamours

Shuu Iwamine - Hatoful Boyfriend - Metamour

Maugaloa Malosi - Overwatch - Friends with Benefits

Abra - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Grovyle - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Buizel - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Rhydon - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Sandslash - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Lucario - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Drayden - Pokemon Black/White - Trainer

Wilkstrom - Pokemon X/Y - Trainer

Salvatore - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Trainer

Clefairy - Pokemon Anime - Partner

Parasect - Pokemon Anime - Partner

Stoutland (Rusty) - Pokemon Horizons - Partner

Zweilious - Pokemon Horizons - Partner

Victini - Pokemon Black/White - Partner

Porygon (.Jpeg) - Pokemon Moon/Platinum - Partner

Mincinno (Nezu) - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Partner

Armarouge (Charlos) - Pokemon Scarlet - Partner

Koraidon - Pokemon Scarlet - Partner

Ogerpon (Clementine) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Partner

Weavile - Pokemon - Partner

Pumpkinmon + Noblepumpmon - Digimon - Partner

Demidevimon + Devimon - Digimon - Partner

Pompompurin - Sanrio - Emotional Support Animal

Familials

Heatran + Entei - Pokemon - Parents

Gremio + Teo McDohl - Suikoden - Parents

Ginko + Adashino - Mushishi - Parents

Tony Mario - Mario Movie - Father

Mr. Grizz - Splatoon 3 - Father

William Afton - FNaF Series - Father

Ridley Wizen - Suikoden 2 - Father

Bumi - Avatar: The Last Airbender - Father

Singed - Arcane - Father

Frank Columbo - Columbo - Father

Opal - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Mother

Briar - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Mother

Beware - Pokemon Anime - Mother

Toriel - Undertale - Mother

Reaper Leviathan - Subnautica - Mother

Alder - Pokemon Black/White - Parental Figure

Toadsworth - Super Mario - Parental Figure

Viktor - Suikoden - Parental Figure

Mondatta - Overwatch - Parental Figure

Nezu - My Hero Academia - Parental Figure

Clavell - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Grandfather

Rizzo - Animal Crossing - Grandfather

Craig Cuttlefish - Splatoon - Grandfather

Kaoru Toudou - Baka and Test - Grandmother

Drayden - Pokemon Black/White - Uncle

Nanu - Pokemon Masters - Uncle

Aang - Avatar: The Last Airbender - Uncle

Petri - Animal Crossing - Aunt

Elizabeth Afton - FNaF Series - Big Sister

Mitsuki Bakugo - My Hero Academia - Big Sister

Sekijiro Kan - My Hero Academia - Big Brother

Boris Wizen - Suikoden 2 - Big Brother

Micheal Afton - FNaF Series - Big Brother

Molayne - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Big Brother

Jelonzo - Splatoon - Big Brother

Asriel/Flowey - Undertale - Big Brother

James Ratari - The Promised Neverland - Big Brother

Peter Ratari - The Promised Neverland - Little Brother

Kazuomi Oga - ReLife - Little Brother

Victini - Pokemon Black/White - Little Brother

Arven - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Little Brother

Mirai Sasaki (Sir Nighteye) - My Hero Academia - Twin Brother

Kyoya Ootori - Ouran Highschool Host Club - Found Sibling

Cyrus - Pokemon Platinum - Found Sibling

Genji Shimada - Overwatch - Found Sibling

Ramattra - Overwatch - Found Sibling

Micheal Bleak - Wayward Children - Found Sibling

Mario + Luigi - Super Mario - Cousins

Ingo + Emmet - Pokemon Black/White - Cousins

Callie + Marie - Splatoon - Cousins

Sophocles - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Cousin

Samson - Animal Crossing - Cousin

Ira Blood - All Saints Street - Cousin

Cosmog (Nebby) - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Daughter

Amy Rose - Sonic Series - Daughter

Berdly - Deltarune - Daughter

Akito Sohma - Fruits Basket - Daughter

Julie - Jobless Reincarnation - Daughter

Jack + Jill Wolcott - Wayward Children - Daughters

Bede + Allister - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Sons

Pecharunt (Momotaro) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Son

Joe Kido - Digimon - Son

Rabbid Luigi (Louis) - Mario + Rabbids - Son

Timmy + Tommy - Animal Crossing - Sons

Espio - Sonic Series - Son

Neito Monoma - My Hero Academia - Son

Inasa Yoarashi - My Hero Academia - Son

Ichiban Natsuno - Mix; Meisei Story - Son

Black Hat - Villainous - Son

The Collector - The Owl House - Son

Hastur - The Baby in Yellow - Son

Sam - Trick R' Treat - Child

Luz + King + Vee + Hunter - Kids

Bowser Jr. + Koopalings - Super Mario - Kids

The Lab Kids - Animal Crossing - Kids

Boss Salmonids - Splatoon 3 - Kids

Warriors of Hope - Danganronpa UDG - Kids

The Monokubs - Danganronpa V3 - Kids

Rosalina - Super Mario - Niece

Sonic + Tails - Sonic Series - Nephews

Jelfonzo - Splatoon - Nephew

Katsuki Bakugo - My Hero Academia - Nephew

Snufkin - Moominvalley 2019 - Nephew

Laxus Dreyar - Fairy Tail - Grandson

505 - Villainous - Grandson

Zanoba Shirone - Jobless Reincarnation - Student

The Squidbeak Splatoon - Splatoon - Family

The Rising Volt Tacklers - Pokemon Horizons - Family

Wonderworld Inhabitants - Balan Wonderworld - Family

Danganronpa V3 Cast - Danganronpa UDG - Family

The Fairy Tail Guild - Fairy Tail - Family

Class 3-E - Assassination Classroom - Family

Fatfam - My Hero Academia - Family

League of Villains - My Hero Academia - Family

The Sohmas - Fruits Basket - Family

The Evil Slasher Orphanage - Various - Family

Besties

Toshimitsu Kubo - Baka and Test

Shoko Kirishima - Baka and Test

Irina Jelavic + Tadaomi Karasuma - Assassination Classroom

UA Teachers - My Hero Academia

Lucy's Celestial Spirits - Fairy Tail

Samuel - Fairy Tail

Yuuko Ichihara + Kimihiro Watanuki + Shizuka Domeki - XXXHolic

The Host Club - Ouran Highschool Host Club

Ritsu Sohma - Fruits Basket

Makoto Katai - Komi Can't Communicate

Miyano Yoshikazu + Sasaki Shuumei - Sasaki and Miyano

Hanazawa Masato - Sasaki and Miyano

Kuei - Avatar: The Last Airbender

Entrapta + Hordak - She-Ra

Grime + Sasha - Amphibia

Iris + Misery + Frank and Len - Ruby Gloom

The Joxter - Moominvalley

Flug Syls - Villainous

Wobbuffet - Pokemon Anime

Sidian (Seasoning) + Coral (Cornbread) - Pokemon Horizons

Cheren + Bianca - Pokemon Black/White

Hau + Gladion - Pokemon Sun/Moon

Dendra + Miriam - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Team Star - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

The League Club - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Grimer - Monster Mind

Elvin Gadd - Super Mario

Metal Mario + Gooigi - Super Mario AU

Doctor Mario + Mr. L - Super Mario AU

Pearl + Marina - Splatoon

Spyke - Splatoon

The Mad Scientist Team - Animal Crossing

Chara - Undertale

Kris - Deltarune

Chihiro Fujisaki + Kiyotaka Ishimaru + Mondo Owada - Danganronpa 1

Kazuichi Soda - Danganropa 2

Ultimate Imposter + Ryoma Mitarai - Danganronpa 3

Hiroko Hagakura + Yuta Asahina + Taichi Fujisaki - Danganronpa UDG

Junpei Tenmyouji - Virtue's Last Reward

Clover Field + Light Field - Virtue's Last Reward

The Nightmare Animatronics - Five Nights at Freddy's 4

Bonbon - Five Nights at Freddy's; Sister Location

Moon - Five Nights at Freddy's; Security Breach

Helpi - Five Nights at Freddy's; Security Breach RUIN

Huggy Wuggy + Mommy Long Legs - Poppy Playtime

Jamison Fawks (Junkrat) + Mako Rutledge (Roadhog) - Overwatch

Youngster Squad (All heroes in their early 20's) - Overwatch

Team Talon - Overwatch

Cleo + Pahn - Suikoden

Ted - Suikoden

Nina - Suikoden 2

Klaus Windmier + Sierra Mikain - Suikoden 2

Claire + Brevity + Hero + Ramiel - Hell's Library

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[plush-rabbit]

Blossoming Love

Pairing: Rappa x Reader

Warnings: Non-con, Dub-con

Word Count: 4.2K

A/N: Discord request! I hope you like it! 

The bell chimes a lovely tune, a sharp ring that calls for your attention and you straighten your back from where you were tending your flowers, grabbing the watering can and walking over to the door ready to greet the customer.

“Hi, welcome!” You say before you have a chance to analyze the tall man who had just entered the shop. He stands tall and imposing, large hands scraped with old scars that tie and pull taut at the skin. You reach his eyes and give him a soft smile. “What can I help you with?”

He’s silent for a moment and the sweet air turns bitter as you wait for him to speak. Your smile twitches, faltering for a second as he stares at you, eyes blinking and lips curving into a smile. “I’m looking for a plant,” he says, and the response lingers before you chuckle softly.

“Well then you came to the right place.” You hold your hand out to him and put on a sweet voice. “My name is-”

“I know.” Your eyes widen and he’s quick to adjust the situation. A thick digit points to his chest and the smile turns playful. “Your name tag.” He says your name slowly, rolling it off his tongue as if trying to savor the way it sounds. He repeats it with confidence, and smiles proudly at you.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out,” you joke, chuckling as your hands press into the counter, hoping he’ll laugh at the attempt at a joke.

“I don’t think I’d mind saying your name,” he tells you with a cheeky smile, leaning across the counter, face coming close to meeting yours. He pulls away and holds his hand out towards you. “My name is Kendo.”

Your hand clasps around his and you fit small in his, a shiver running across your body, phantom goose bumps left in its wake and you nod slowly and meet his eyes. Your hand slips out of his and while doing so, his fingers curl and drag against your palm. “It’s nice to meet you Kendo.” His smile is bright and it makes you chuckle softly, taking a step closer to him, the watering can sloshing gently. “Do you want me to show you the flowers we have in stock? Unless you’re here for something else? We also-”

“Flowers,” he blurts out. He clears his throat and pats his chest. “The flowers would be a good start.” You nod and motion him to follow you as you take him along the shop.

He’s cute. Tall, broad shoulders, and long hair that falls and frames his face. He’s cute and his attention makes you flustered. He looks so attentive as you talk, as you mention what the flowers mean while your fingertips graze over the silky petals, watering can in hand a soft swishing noise coming from it and you walk around the brightly lit shop, making your way towards the register, pulling the elephant themed watering can in front you, holding it tight in your hands as you smile up at the tall man.

“So, will you be purchasing something today?” Your fingers curl tighter around the handle. He continues to stare at you, his head cocking to the side, and he remains silent. Your eyes widen and a strained smile takes over as opposed to the soft, flustered one that had decorated your features. You clear your throat and side step, taking small careful steps until you’re behind the counter, the watering can placed on top of the counter, your fingers dancing over the emergency button button that hides underneath. “Um,” your voice cracks and you give out a weak cough, “sir?”

“There’s a lot of options,” he mumbles in a gentle voice, his hand coming up to tug on the ends of his hair.

Your hand flutters away from the button and your eyes soften. “Yeah- Yes, there is. I-” his head straightens and he smiles at you and your composure is lost- “I get it. There are a lot of options and it can be rather- er, overwhelming so choose one.”

“Yeah!” His voice booms and you flinch away from the sudden noise. “Ah, sorry!” He puts his hands up in mock defense and waves them lightly, a toothy grin wide and the apology doesn’t reach his expression. “Didn’t mean to scare ya.”

“Oh- it’s no problem at all. I just didn’t expect you to be so,” you bite at your bottom lip to find the proper words, “loud,” you chuckle softly, your index scratching at your jawline. “I know choosing a plant can be a lot of work- especially if you haven’t had one before so maybe you can try something easy?” You smile encouragingly at him, your hands resting above the counter, pushed towards him. “If you want that is.”

He leans towards you and you can smell the faint scent of musk mixed with amber. “I’d like that. What do you recommend?”

You perk up, matching his wide smile and you walk away from the counter and towards a small, colorful area, blue and purples mixed together with lush green leaves, soft reds and yellows, with pale green fleshy leaves. You hear him follow behind you, steps that sound as if he is trying to be quiet but failing to do so. You turn around and your apron sways, dirt caked in and colors faint against it, you smile widely and show off the plants at the table. “I’d recommend a succulent!” You clap your hands and smile sweetly at him.

He hums and takes a step. His body is close against yours, the smell of musk invading your senses and he stands large next to you- larger than most people you’ve seen and you wonder if it’s due to his quirk or if he's just that large.

He turns his head and you feel your face redden, your eyes struggling to meet his soft ones and soft pink flashes out and wets your lips.

“A succulent, huh?” A meaty digit traces the edge of a thick leaf. “Do you mind helping me choose the perfect one?”

You nod eagerly and tap your fingers against each pot, explaining the name and best way to care for them, the words, while well meaning and informative, fall to deaf ears and you fail to notice that the information isn’t being listened to, that the man who stands an inch behind you, watches you with hungry eyes and a reddening face. You walk as you talk, he’s hot behind your trail, following you eagerly, hands gripping tight at the pot, enough that faint cracks could appear any second, his pupils dilated and then he stops, a slight huff escaping past his lips as his abdomen hits at the counter which now separates you from him.

You continue to speak, unaware of the man whose entire body ridges when you smile at him,tapping at the register, fingers brushing along his when you take the succulent out of his hands to scan the code. His smile is sharp and eyes wide- his large stature and faint scars on his knuckles make him appear almost dangerous. But when he holds the too small succulent in his hands, purple and blue hues that mix into green, he appears softer, innocent like and you want to see him smile.

“So, can I have your number?” He’s quick to explain himself, giving you a smile as holding the little succulent gently in his hands. “Just in case I have any questions about raising the little guy.”

Your heart skips a beat and your face is lit aflame, burning hot as you process the words he just said. He is rather cute- large and handsome- there wouldn’t be much shame in sharing your number. You glance towards the front door and back to him and you nod, pulling out a notepad and scribbling your number on it, finished with a hastily scribbled drawn leaf.

He holds it in his hands, memorizing the numbers and nodding to himself as he slips it deep into his pocket. “I’ll make sure to call ya,” he says and he carries the succulent and leaves through the door, a chime once more filling the room and leaving you alone in the company of plants.

-

You two message frequently, the conversation quickly turning from plant related to your daily activities. The conversation remains pleasant and he never makes you feel uncomfortable, conversation never turning lewd. Kendo is nice to talk to. Sweet and a bit forward, telling you how he feels quickly and respecting your boundaries, never pushing you for another meeting, always keeping you and your feelings first. You like talking to him. Which is why when he invites you over, as a “check-up” for his plant, you agree.

You stand in front of his door, tugging down on your skirt, your sweater loose on your body, soft and pink, as you pull your puse close to your body. You knock gently on the door, your knuckles rapping softly on the wooden door. You lick your lips, tasting the faint strawberry chapstick.

You hear heavy footsteps walking towards you and a shadow flashes under the doorway. You swallow nervously and smooth over the soft cotton on your belly. He opens his door to you and welcomes you inside with a wide arm, stepping to the side to let you in.

“Hey Kendo,” you smile up at him.

“Hey,” he greets you cheerily and he pulls you into a hug. “I’m glad you could make it.” He walks further in his apartment; you follow close on his heels, grabbing the end of his shirt and he stops in his steps, turning to give you all his attention. “Are you okay?”

“I, uh,” you smile sheepishly at him, “I’m just nervous being over, I guess.”

A hand cups your face gently and you stare up at him, wide doe eyes and ears burning hot. “You don’t have to be.” A thumb strokes your cheek and he drops his hand, the heat lingering on your face. “Just stick close to me and I’ll keep you safe, okay?” You nod and your hand loosens his shirt. “You don’t have to let go if you don’t want to.” his eyes widen and he holds his hand out towards you. “You can hold my hand if you’d like.” You nod shyly and hold onto his hand.

“Thank you Kendo.” You step close to him and follow him through his apartment. “I uh, thanks for inviting me over.”

“Well I got some new flowers and I wanted to give them to you.”

“New flowers?” You raise a brow at him. “I don’t remember seeing you at the shop. You aren’t cheating on me, are you?” You joke, giving him a playful grin. Your hand squeezes his and you tilt your head. “I have to say, I’m a bit hurt,” you lilt.

He turns to you and pulls you close to him, your face close to bumping into his chest, your hand coming up to stop you from doing so, your palm curving around his chest, you pull away from him, tilting your head and giving him a quizzical look. “I’d never do that,” he says seriously, crouching down to look you in the eyes and you blink owlishly at him. “I wouldn’t do that to you.”

Your smile twitches and you squeeze his hand reassuringly. “I- Okay. I’m glad to hear that.”

He tugs on your hand. “Come on. The flowers are in my bedroom.”

-

You don’t know how you came to be under him, your sweater off and and lip against his, teeth clashing against his, his hands pawing at your body, groping at your chest and shuffling your skirt off. Ignoring your hands that try to stop his hands.

You’re small against him. He’s thick and bulky, your hands not able to wrap fully around his wrists. He’s heavy, pushing you down on his sheets, crumpling them in the process, breathing harshly against you, hands pushing down the waistband of your skirt. Kendo presses his groin against you, his lips kissing down and sucking softly on your neck. The pale blue vase that sits with an arrangement of baby’s breath, balsam, freesia and red carnations watch idly, petals perked and bright, leaves shining with fresh dew as you try to push Kendo off, your hands curving over his chest. His hands rub gently at your folds, your heart pumping harshly while tears prick your eyes.

He crawls away from you, hands sliding over your sides and pulling down your panties that are moist with your slick. They’re pulled off of you, stuffed into his pocket and your lips are puffy and red, body shaking slightly. You yelp and he grabs your ankle and slides you further down on his bed. “I’ll take care of you,” he mutters hotly on your skin. “Just sit back.”

"Ken- Kendo," you whimper, tugging on his hair as your legs dangle off the bed. "I- I don't think I'm ready." You try to scuttle away, heels pressing against the side of the mattress.

"'Course you are," his breath is hot against your skin, nose brushing against the inside of your thigh. "All you have to do is sit back and enjoy." His hands hold against your hips, coarse fingertips digging deep in your soft skin. "'Swear I'll take care of you." He kisses above your pubic bone, and he drags his lips down, warm breath fanning against your entrance, the tip of his nose against your clit. His tongue flutters against your entrance, the tip of it rimming around, gathering the sweet nectar that seeps from you.

"Kendo, really," you mutter, pushing his head away, your clit pulsing under his nose, "I think we should wait." Tears spring in your eyes and your throat closes, your hands fist on his hair. "Kendo, please."

You take in a sharp breathe when his thick tongue pushes inside of you, swirling and pushing against your plush walls, your hands curling and fisting his soft hair, tugging on it in a feeble attempt to push him off, your legs spreading and closing, a mental disagreement on what would show him that you don’t want this- you don’t want his tongue on you, you don’t want his hands to be so rough- you don’t want him. Not like this.

His hands squeeze at you, nails pulling against your skin and you let out a low whimper. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he murmurs. “That’s the last thing I want to do to you.” Your stomach drops and heart gets caught in your throat. His tongue swirls around your folds, lapping at the arousal that leaks past and stains his lips. “You don’t want me to hurt you either, right?” You shake your head and his teeth graze at your clit. “I can’t hear you.”

“No,” you say in a soft whisper. “No. I don’t want that.” Tears swell in your eyes and you suck in a sharp breath. “I don’t want it to hurt,” you whine, your hands softening their grip and coming to rest on your thighs where your nails dig deep into your skin.

He raises his head and his lower half shines with your slick. “It won’t.” His fingers slide against your slit and the tip of his index presses against your entrance the pleasure overriding the pain as you’re fondled. “I’ll make sure to take care of you.” He kisses your clit. “I’ll get your sweet pussy ready for my cock.” His finger pushes deeper inside of you and your back collapses on the bed, bottom lip bitten between your teeth, hands covering your mouth as tears slide down and wet your face.

His mouth kisses at your lower lips, his pink muscle tonguing at you, sliding between your folds and circling around your clit, moving the hot bundle of nerves around, his finger prodding around and feeling your gummy walls. Your walls move and shift around him, pulsating and leaking, wrapping tight around his finger and suckling him in. Soft clicking noises sound around the room, his tongue and mouth wrapped around the pearl that grows hard under his attention, shocks and sends pleasure throughout you, his mouth unrelenting and nursing around the bud.

His finger slips out, dragging down and his mouth covers it, cheeks hollowing as he tastes you. Your face flushes and heat blooms in your chest and rises to your cheeks. “You’re so sweet.” His mouth presses itself against your slit, the pad of his thumb pressing down on your clit, soft circular motions replacing his tongue and his tongue pushes itself inside of you. The hot, pink muscle flicks inside of you, scooping up your slick and sliding it to the back of his throat, spilling between his lips and coating him in a thin layer that slides down his chin and spills onto his shirt. The tongue is hot inside of you, reaching deep and spreading you wide and he laps at your juices like a parched man, his hands sliding underneath to cup your rear and push you closer against his face, nose pressed against your clit and his moans vibrate around you.

Your moans are muffled by your hands, your thighs indented with small crescents while you twitch around him, urging yourself to push down the heat that burns in your lower belly, the pressure that build send shivers through your body, your nipples perked in attention, straining against the bra that you wear. Your heels press against his shoulder blades, hands pressed tight against your mouth, suppressing the mewls that escape past your lips and the pressure builds. Your back arches as he adds two fingers. The meaty digits spreading your tight hole wide and  stinging sensation sharpens around your lower half. Your cunt contracts around him, tightening and your arousal acting as lubricant drenches him, the stinging feeling fading after a few scissoring motions, curling and spreading wide inside of you, watching with eager and attentive eyes as your hips twist and cunt flutters around him.

“Kendo,” you murmur, feeling your walls pulse around him, “please. It’s too much, I-”

He shushes you gently, his tongue feeling around your clit, and your ankles cross over him as a white-hot burning feeling starts to pulse through your body. You close your eyes, shutting them tight until blobs of shape and color fill your vision, your body going rigid, pleasure coursing through your body is harsh spasms while you twitch and pulse around his fingers.

You’re left feeling empty, your core spread and wide, leaking with slick that coats your inner thighs and your legs come undone, slipping past his shoulders and down to his arms to dangle over the bed, hands resting above your chest, holding tight on your chest, the straps of the bra twisted around your index fingers.  Your eyes remain close, the cool air hitting at your core and you press your thighs together, brows furrowing at the sticky feeling.

Metal clinks together and you let out a quiet sigh, a hand leaving your chest and to cover your abused cunt, protecting it from whatever is about to happen- from the inevitable feeling as his hands hook in between the tight space and pull your legs apart, small gossamer stings spreading apart as your cunt is exposed to his eyes.

“You’re such a good girl,” he coos, his body looming over yours, lips pressing delicately above yours, the tip of his tongue brushing over your teeth and the spot where you bit through, pink flesh that shines out and stings at the cold air but trembles at his warm touch. “Such a good, little girl who came for me.”

You feel something hard press against your thigh, it’s hot and leaves a wet trail that makes your leg twitch, muscle tighten and your hand is removed from your chest, bra unclipped, the soft lavender color leaving you naked and exposed, nipple pebbled in the cold air and his mouth drags down your chin and above your collarbone, leaving bright red appear in its wake as he marks you. His teeth graze over a nipple, electricity sparking and tears flood your eyes as his cockhead presses itself against you, bobbing and slipping past your folds and brimming past your entrance. He nurses on your chest, a large hand massaging at your naked breast while the other is encased in his mouth, cheeks hollowed and as he pushes further inside of you, his thickness stretching you wide and making you feel as if you’d split if he went any further, your hands come to wrap behind his head, urging him to keep his soft sucking in attempt to distract yourself from the pain while you cry his name, soft walls wrapping around him.

Dribble slips past and shines your breasts, raising above and blowing cool air above the wet nipple, moving his head to the side, inching himself further in you, spittle now shining on the other breast, nursing on you, his tongue swirling above your nipple, pushing the pert bud with his tongue.

You cry as he bottoms out, pushed inside of you, his hips meeting yours. You let out a sharp cry, tears slipping down that are kissed away gently, your cries muffled by Kendo’s lips, a faint salty taste on your tongue. He gives you no time to adjust yourself, moving quickly inside you, cock twitching in you, grunting above you, his hair cascading past his shoulders and pulling above to look at you, peppering kisses against your face.

You tear your gaze away from him and stare at the vase, watching the flowers that glisten and petals that decorate the window sill. He tears against your soft skin, spreading you wide, your tight, virgin hole. “Kendo, it hurts,” you mewl, covering your eyes with your hands, legs twitching and cunt weeping.

“You’re a virgin?” He asks, hissing above, stilling and nuzzling his face against the crook of your neck. “I feel kinda special then,” he kisses your neck, “me being your first,” he kisses under your jawbone, “fuck, knowing I’m the first cock that’s been in this pretty pussy,” he presses his lips against yours, “stretching you wide and filling you up.” He thrusts inside of you, his shaft thick and hot, feeling around your velvety walls that pulse and squish around him, soft shucking noises that sound the room and leak around.

“Kendo,” you sob, cheeks flushed and chest shuddering with each cry, “it hurts.”

“It won’t in a while,” he brushes away a stray piece of hair, curling it behind your ear, “just focus on the good parts of it.” His soft hair flows around you, wrapping around your neck and it feels as if it tightens, suffocating you and trapping you under him.

He grunts your name, chanting it under his breath, clear and loud, lowering into a hoarse whisper said into your ears, his tongue flickering out and licking a stripe under your earlobe. His thrusts grow more feverish, pushing deep in you, hips stuttering and moans breaking your name apart. The heat pools in your stomach, raising and going against your tears, against your whimpering of pain and heart aching. Your body tense, constricting around his length, and pulling him in, and keeping him tight around you. The orgasm that washes over you is startling, making your body clench, ripples that wash over you and make you wail his name, Kendo muffling it with a kiss, his own hips pressed against yours and he bites your bottom lip, pulling on it and letting it go with a soft slip. Heat washes over, thick and creamy, that fills you and spills deep in you, his teeth coming down and clamping around the soft spot where your neck meets your shoulder. You shudder and twitch, craning your neck away from him and goose bumps covering your body.

He pulls you into a messy kiss, tongue pushing past your lips and swirling over your tongue, cock pulling away with a hiss and soft click. You whine and shake your head, brows furrowing in pain and your limbs feel heavy, eyelids drooping and his softening cock rests against your thigh, warm seed spilling out and dripping down your folds.

He pulls away and holds your face delicately in his hands. “Do you want me to get you a glass of water?” He kisses the tip of your nose and his hands glide off your face. “We can take a shower in a bit.”

You lay on his bed, cold and warm, shuddering and wrapping your arms around your body, pulling yourself in a fetal position, tears blinked away and eyes shut. His footsteps fade and grow, a soft clink sounds far away and you whine when a thin blanket is put over your body. A gentle hand brushes your hair, twirling a strand and resting to back in its place. Lips press against your temple and you burrow yourself deeper into the mattress.

[magpie-scribbles]

Sweet Relief

For the spicy BNHA Server Collab!

!!!WARNING!!! This contains piss kink! do not read this if you are not into that sort of thing! !!WARNING!!

Pairing: Rappa x F!Reader

Rating: E

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Smut, piss kink, mention of PDA, dirty talk 

Honestly...he shouldn't have had that last pint, but hell you dared him to drink it in ten seconds flat and he was never one to not accept a challenge. You hadn't even offered him anything in return if he had done it but fuck, sometimes he liked to peacock...well more than sometimes...Either way he had shown you, though he doubted you actually doubted him. But now he was more than a bit tipsy and more than a little bit horny, especially after the way you had wiggled your hips at him as you crawled into the cab...it didn't help that you had also placed your hand on his thigh, fingers kneading him teasingly the whole ride back to your shared apartment.

 And now you're pulling him out of the cramped car and fixing him with bedroom eyes…

You tug your massive boyfriend up the stairs to your abode, desperate to get him alone, not that you wouldn't let him take you right then and there. You both definitely liked to make a scene every so often...but tonight you wanted him all to yourself, you were tipsy and felt absolutely primal. 

Barely able to get the key into the lock as Rappa cages you in from behind, you would have laughed if you weren't so horny. Because of his height you could feel the press of his hardening cock between your shoulder blades, his thick fingers brushing against the back of your neck. God, he could crush you if he wanted to…

Finally you manage to get the door open, having no time to ground yourself before the brick house of a man behind you is shoving you to the floor of the entryway and pouncing on you. You hear a well placed boot to the door and a slam, and then he's dropping to his knees behind you, lifting your ass up so he can rut drunkenly against you.

"You're such a fuckin' tease, fuck." He grunts and humps against you, you can feel the heat radiating from him and it makes your head spin.

"You make me that way." You whine, turning to look at him. 

Once again he catches you off guard; snarling he lashes out, mindful of his own strength, pushing your face against the floor, one cheek pressed against the cool tile, the other smooshed against his palm.

"I think ya need to be punished yeah? For bein' such a brat." He pulls your hips higher and grinds himself harder against you.

"Is it punishment if I like it?" You say smartly and you hear his deep rumbling laugh...and that should not make you as wet as it does…

"Fuck you're a feral lil' thing aren't ya?" His hand moves and then...you feel his hands gripping the back of your blouse and...riiippppp.

"Kendou!" You feel the fabric around your upper body go lax, you don't have any time to react further when you feel him grip your leggings as well…"My favorite leggings!" You cry as he rips them as well...you wonder if they're anything more than tissue paper to him.

"I'll buy you a new pair sweetheart...fuck I'll buy you three, but right now these are in the way." He's tugging the remains down your legs, mercifully NOT ruining your panties as he removes them too (you knew they were his favorite). 

He removes your blouse as well, also sparing your matching bra from his wrath. Balling up the ruined clothing he throws it down the hallway and presses into you again, your now bare body against his fully clothed one.

"No fair, Kendou, you have everything on stilllll." You whine, pushing your now bare ass back against his dick.

"Well I said I was gonna punish you, so you can wait a little bit darlin’ " he rumbles as he ruts against you. 

Rappa looks down at you, watching you writhe and beg for him...fuck. Running his hand down your spine he marvels at the way you tremble at his touch. 

He palms himself through his jeans, desperate for some relief...but fuck...he really shouldn't have had that last beer. Even in his lust-addled brain he could feel it, he had to piss like a goddamn racehorse; he pushes the sensation to the back of his mind.

“Look at you.” he groans, one hand on your hip, the other reaching to tease your clit. “Fuck you’re already sopping, ya like me pushing you around? Taking ya here on the ground like an animal? Fuck doll, imma make sure ya got bruises on your knees by the end of this.” 

You feel like you're going to lose it, his words, his touch, you need him so bad, everything he has to offer you need it, your blood sings for it. 

“Rappa...Kendou, please, please…” you whimper, glancing back at him, nearly melting then and there. He’s a sight, disheveled but so incredibly powerful, cock pressing against the confines of his jeans, biceps taught as he grips your hip and teases your pussy. You feel more slick run down your thighs.

“Fuck you’re so goddamn good.” he husks, reaching for his belt, desperate for relief, the article was also not helping his other need for relief either. So off it comes.

You hear the clinking of the metal and then feel the cool kiss of it against your backside, you mewl and Rappa chuckles.

“Later.” he promises and you swoon.

You hear the scratch of the zipper teeth as he unzips his pants and then...you moan when you feel his hard cock slap against your ass, the heat and weight of it heavenly.

“Still can’t fucking believe you take me so well.” he groans giving and experimental thrust against your ass, his finger at your clit dipping between you lips to collect more of your juices to swirl around your swollen pussy, continuing to be an awful tease.

“Please…” you whine softly, almost delirious from the need for him, you’ll take anything he’s willing to give...you just need.

His finger presses against your entrance, prodding.

“Since ya asked so sweetly darlin’ ” and then, bless him, he thrusts the digit in all the way to the last knuckle and you howl. 

“Fuck, you’re tight.” he hisses and twists his wrist, already setting up a brutal pace as his finger pistons in and out of you. 

He lines his cock up between you plush ass cheeks and begins to rut against you, chasing his own pleasure as he fucks you with his fingers.

You nearly sob when he adds another finger, stretching you even further; in the back of your mind you wonder how he even manages to fit his cock inside you when you're already so full on just two of his thick fingers. Honestly it doesn’t even matter, you praise whatever Deity brought you this beast of a man.

Rappa groans and presses closer, his cock leaking, making the slide of his thrusting easier, shit he needs this so bad, his mind is a haze, he needs this. But the horrible little sensation of another relief keeps pressing at him, making it impossible to completely focus on his own pleasure and fucking you silly; once again he pushes the need to the back of his head as he continues to finger fuck you.

“Kendou...Kendou I need you dick, please I want it…” you whine, pressing back into his finger and his thrusting cock.

“Nah you’re gonna cum on my fingers like a good girl first.” you can practically hear the cruel smile in his voice. “Ya teased earlier, so now you’re paying the prices…’sides I know you can cum from just my fingers, needy little thing.”

Fuck he knows you so well and it’s not fair, your know you can cum from this, but you are a greedy creature and you want more, more, more.

“You’re such a needy little thing...I fucking love it.” he groans, gripping you hip tighter and pressing impossibly close. “Wanna paint ya with my cum.”

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease.” you chat, as you twist your hips down against his fingers, you’re so close, so so close.

He chuckles but realizes his need to relieve himself has definitely taken front and center, it didn’t matter how close he was to cumming all over your back, his need to piss was greater.

“Don’t think I can darlin’, I’m gonna make you howl, then imma take a piss and then I come back to fuck you nice a good like you deserve.” 

“Do it.” you whine softly.

He pauses in his actions, cocking his head.

“Do what?” he questions.

“...Relieve yourself.” you face is so incredibly red, but the idea, hell, the idea shouldn’t make you this hot and bothered.

“Not gonna leave without you cumming on my fingers.” he doesn’t get it… you feel your face heat up further.

“No...here...do it here.” you’re so fucking embarrassed but you want it so bad.

“I-What?” for the first time in a long time you hear Rappa falter and fuck if that doesn’t do things to you.

“Piss on me, mark me, PLEASE.” you are begging at this point, already so debauched in your need that you don’t care at this point.

There is a long pause of silence and you begin to wonder if you’ve actually pushed Rappa too far...and then.

“Fuuuuuck darlin’ you filthy little minx.” and his fingers are pumping in and out of you with renewed vigor, he even adds a third to your needy hole. “You want me to just fucking ruin ya don’t ya?”

“Yyeessssss.” you mewl, so close to the edge, you can feel it tingling in your spine.

“Shit, I love ya, I fuckin’ love ya.” he trusts his cock against you harder and then he shifts, tapping his cock against the cleft of your ass before rising up a little bit. “Gonna ruin ya for anyone else, gonna mark you just like ya want.” 

“Yesyesyesyes!” you're delirious with need. 

And then you hear him groan and the sensation of warm liquid splashing and trickling down your spine greets you. 

You cum then and there, stars behind your eyelids, a silent scream upon your lips as Rappa relieves himself along your back. 

“Holy shit.” he breathes as you clamp down on his fingers. “Holy fuckin’ shit.” if he wasn’t pissing he’d definitely be cumming.

You hadn’t expected the intensity of your orgasm, and as you slowly come down from your high and you feel the last of Rappa’s piss trickle down your back and pool on the floor, you shiver, absolutely wrecked.  

“Stay right there babydoll, I got ya.” his still hard cock slaps against your ass as his arm comes around you to keep you from collapsing into the mess below you. Not that it would matter it was already all over your back but you can’t help but feel impossibly warm and soft from his care. 

You sigh as he removes his finger from you and carefully brings you to sit up on your knees, gently nosing at your temple as he kisses your cheekbone.

“You’re perfect. So fuckin’ perfect.” he whispers against your skin and you melt into his strong arms. “Imma, take good care a ya; take you to the shower, get ya cleaned up, take care of this mess and then…” he bites at the shell of your ear and you shiver. “ Imma take you to the bedroom and mark ya up again.”

The heat that pools in your belly is instantaneous.

[quirkfics]

Rappa and constant noise please? (Ah I’m so happy I literally set a reminder so I wouldn’t miss this, your one of my favorite writer ever! Warm wishes!!)

The thing about constant noise is that sometimes it does get drowned out. There are days where you’re concentrating, when you’re moving fast or just zoning out when you think - this might be it.The static, the constant drone of sound in the back of your head seems to fade. Part of you have always wondered whether it was because your soulmate was close, if you were getting a taste of their presence. But then the static would roar back to the forefront of your mind. 

When you first meet Rappa, when his shoulders are heaving from the force of his breath and his hair is a tangled, sweaty mess, you barely notice that the noise is gone. After all, you just watched him knock multiple people yards away. His shoulders tense, and he turns to you, eyes wide- and then you realize that the droning is gone. 

“What a night,” he shouts, stretching his arms over his head before he turns your way. “A riveting fight and then my soulmate? What more could I ask for?”

[ko-riacchi]

Good Luck Charm

Pairing: Rappa Kendo x F!Reader Genre: Smut Length: 4.5k

Finally managed to finish this fic... I think I started it in December.

The prompt was “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

NSFW under the cut

When you had told your friend that you wanted some excitement in your life, you hadn't meant this. You would have never expected her to pick you up after work one day with the words "I got us tickets for something exciting!" and take you to an underground fighting match. 

When you had arrived at the nondescript warehouse on the outskirts of the city, you looked at your friend nervously, your heart already pounding as if you were doing something illegal. Were you doing something illegal? You didn't know but you had no time to think about it any further when your friend began to pull you inside the building, handing the tickets to the bouncer with a bright smile.

How had she even gotten those in the first place? You assumed that you couldn't just buy these types of tickets online. 

She dragged you further inside and with a racing heart and sweaty hands, you followed. The only thing that would be worse than being here would be being here alone. 

Your friend seemed completely fine though, navigating the space as if she had done it many times before. You made sure to stick close to her, your eyes shifting around nervously as you looked at the other people who had come to see the match. 

They were mostly men; rough looking men with muscles and scars. You assumed that some of them were probably villains. You didn’t really care to find out if your assumptions were true though. 

So instead, you simply followed her and after navigating a few more halls, you were what had to be the… was it called an arena? In the middle, there was a boxing ring; the kind you would see on TV from time to time. Around it, with some distance to the ring, a fence had been set up. A few people had already gathered and they were talking amongst each other, drinks - probably beer - in hand. There were no bleachers however and you wondered how someone in the back would be able to see anything at all. 

Before you could follow your train of thought any further, your friend pulled you right to the front, squeezing in next to some men until you stood with your chest to the fence. It reached your breasts and you hoped that people wouldn’t start pushing like you knew they sometimes did during concerts, or this could quickly become uncomfortable. 

Your friend turned to look at you with a grin. “So… what do you think?” she asked, clearly proud of where she had brought you. 

“It is… definitely exciting,” you replied with a slightly wobbly smile, hoping she wouldn’t notice how uncomfortable you were. 

It didn’t seem like she did however when she began nodding eagerly in return before looking back at the ring. “It is, isn’t it?” she said excitedly. “I made sure we came early enough to get a good view!”

“I-I see, that’s very thoughtful of you,” you replied shakily. “D-do you usually go to events like this?” 

Your friend nodded. “Oh yeah, my boyfriend took me along once and ever since then, I’ve been hooked!” 

You smiled with a nod of your own and looked down at your watch. It was a quarter past seven. “So… when is the match gonna start?” you asked her. When you had looked around, it had still looked pretty empty. But then again, you didn’t know how many people usually gathered for these things. 

“Oh…”  - your friend looked down at her phone as well - “we still have around an hour,” she told you. “It’s supposed to start at eight thirty, but the fighters sometimes come out a bit early to hype up the crowd.”

You bit your lip, looking at the time again. “I think… I have to go to the bathroom,” you told her quietly. Right now, you were still fine but you had had your fair share of coffee at work and you knew it would surely make you have to pee badly in a bit. If possible, you didn’t want this to happen when most people had already gathered and it would be hard to navigate the crowds. 

“Oh, yeah, that’s fine,” your friend told you with a nod. “How about you go to the bathroom and I get us drinks in the meantime?”

Your eyes widened. “Can’t we… go together?” you asked nervously. “I… don’t really know the way.”

Your friend looked up at you. “Oh, it’s not that difficult! I’ll come with you part of the way and then we can meet back at the bar, how about that?” 

You really didn’t want to be separated from your friend but you also didn’t want to be annoying, so after a moment, you nodded hesitantly. “Okay… if you say it’s not that far.”

“Great!” your friend grinned. “Follow me then! I’ll show you the way!” She pulled you through the crowds by your hand, leading you away from the main hall and back into the hallways. Once you were inside, she pointed down a long hallway. 

“It’s this way,” she said. “Just follow it to the end and make a right turn, take the second door on the left and then it’s on the right side.” 

She then pointed in the other direction. “I’ll be right over there to get us some beer. Just come and join me once you’re done.” 

Before you had time to stop her and ask her for the directions one more time - because God, they hadn’t sounded easy! - your friend had already vanished behind some people and left you standing in the middle of the hallway, all on your own. 

Okay, you thought to yourself, you could do this. Just walk down the hallway… Your feet began moving and you slowly made your way down to where your friend had pointed. Then… she had said to the right? You looked around the corner and sure enough, the hallway continued on, doors on either side. 

Looking at the doors you continued walking until you had reached the second door to your left, laying a sweaty hand on the knob and turning it. When you opened it, another, smaller, hallway greeted you and you entered. 

You only hoped that you were going the right way. All of these hallways were confusing and it made you feel like you were actually trying to find your way through a maze. 

Luckily for you though, once you were inside this smaller hallway, the telltale bathroom sign on a door on the right side greeted you. With a relieved sigh you walked towards it, opening the door to find a small bathroom that had definitely seen better days. 

There was graffiti on the walls and bits and pieces of paper laid on the floor. With furrowed eyebrows you opened one of the stalls and thank God, at least these looked like they were clean to an acceptable degree. 

You quickly finished your business, and washed your hands. There was no soap and no towels, so, after rinsing them under the cold water for a while, you shook off the excess water and awkwardly rubbed them dry on your skirt. 

Had you known this morning that you would be at a dubious place like this later in the day, maybe you wouldn’t have worn your nice clothes. With a sigh, you looked at your reflection in the mirror for a few seconds before turning the door handle and stepping out into the hallway again. 

Ready to quickly make your way back to your friend so you wouldn’t be alone anymore, you looked to your right and then to your left. Which way had you come again? You couldn’t remember. 

You tried to recall the directions your friend had given you. If you followed them in the opposite way, that should lead you back to where she had split from you, right? 

She had said… to take the door on the left? Right? You let out a soft groan and ruffled your hair. Her words jumbled up in your mind and you continued to glance from the door on the left to the one on the right. Letting out a soft sigh, you eventually began walking to your door on the right. If you opened it and it didn’t lead into a hallway, you would know that this was not the correct direction. 

You pulled the door open a bit and peeked around it. It was a hallway. You let out a relieved breath and opened the door wider so you could step through it. Now it shouldn’t be far until you were back to where your friend was. 

That’s what you had thought at least, but five minutes later and you still hadn’t found your way back. You were getting really nervous now and tried to retrace your steps, right back to the bathroom. If only you weren’t so bad at directions! If only you had asked your friend to come with you! Not being annoying was not worth the amount of anxiety you felt in this moment, alone and in an unfamiliar place. 

You knew you couldn’t just wander around these halls forever. Before, you had gone through a door, so right now, you would have to go through another one but looking at all of these doors that you didn’t know where they would lead to made you tear up slightly. There wasn’t even anyone around to ask! Were you even still inside the warehouse?

Pressing a hand to your quickly beating heart, you finally decided on a door and pulled on it. It didn’t budge. You pressed on it instead. Still no luck. Okay, so that door was locked. 

WIth a shaky exhale, you moved to the next door. That one was locked as well. As was the next one and the one that came after. Panicking more and more, you moved to the next door. At this point, even just seeing someone, someone who could potentially lead you back to where you had come from, would be very much welcomed by you. 

You were close to tears when you tried another door and this one… it was actually unlocked! Quickly, you opened it all the way and looked inside. The lights were on and if you listened closely, you could even make out some noises. Maybe you had finally found someone! Someone who could bring you back to your friend! At this point, it didn’t even matter anymore if you embarrassed yourself, you just wanted to be with her again.

You stepped inside the room, the door falling shut behind you. “Hello?” you called out to the person you suspected was inside. 

There was no reply, so you took another step inside. “Hello? Is there anyone here?” 

You walked into the room a bit further, looking around to see if you could spot anyone. There was a bench on one corner and an open bag on it with what looked to be clothes. 

There just had to be someone in here! Taking another step, your eyes landed on a door to the left with milky glass in the middle. It looked like the light in the other room had been turned on as well. Hopefully, you made your way over there, passing another wooden door on your right. You turned the knob and opened the door to peek inside. 

You were greeted with what looked to be communal showers. They were empty, thank God. If you had actually found someone using these… You blushed and shook your head. Maybe you should just leave this room and try another door. It didn’t look like there was anyone here anyways. 

You took a step back, intending to turn around, but your back collided with something… soft but hard. This definitely hadn’t been there before and with a shriek you took a step forward and whirled around. 

The first thing you saw was a chest - a very naked chest. Your eyes widened and slowly, you let your gaze wander up until you could see the face of a man. The first thing you noticed was his long, wild hair and his broad chin. Before you could stare any further, the man opened his mouth. 

“What’s a cute thing like you doing in my room?” he asked, leaning down so he was face-to-face with you. 

Your face exploded into a blush and you took another small step back. “I-I’m sorry-, I-,” you stammered, the words not wanting to leave your lips. 

“Ohh… don’t tell me…” the man said, his eyes raking over her figure. 

Had he figured it out? You were sure you looked totally lost, like you didn’t belong here at all. Maybe he had picked up on it. 

“You’re one of my fans?” His lips pulled apart in a wide grin and he took a step closer to you, extending one of his hands to lay it on your waist. “Came to wish me luck before my match, didn’t you?” 

Your eyes widened further if this was even possible. “Wha-?!”

“You don’t have to be shy,” the man told you with a laugh, his face moving closer to your own. “Although it’s quite cute..."

Now, if you had been a strong-willed person, you probably would have stopped him, told him that this was all a big misunderstanding and that you were simply lost. 

This wasn't your personality however. So all you did when he came even closer and pulled you into a bruising kiss was to let out a shocked sound, your hands flying up to press against his chest. 

Kendo did not waste a single second, molding his lips against yours as his hands began to explore. “Damn, you got a nice ass on you,” he whispered against your lips, squeezing the flesh with his hands before he let his hands trail under your skirt. 

Your mind was reeling. Your mind had not been able to keep up with the turn of events. Your hands pushed against his chest but it was so weak, Kendo didn’t even notice. 

With a groan, Kendo pulled you up closer against him, his hands squeezing and massaging your ass cheeks. 

“Fuck, my fight is in a bit, we don’t have a lot of time,” you heard him grumble and one second later, he had flipped you around and quickly pressed you up against the wall. 

You let out a soft grunt as the air left your lungs. Your hands came up to lay against the wall and you turned your head to look at him behind you. You mouth opened and you were about to explain that he had gotten this completely wrong but when he pushed forward and grinded his bulge against you ass all that left you was a surprised gasp. 

You couldn’t see but he felt huge! Your eyes widened and once more, you tried to speak up. Kendo however didn’t give you the chance to. He had pushed your skirt up and over your ass, leaning forward so his mouth was hovering next to your ear. 

“You’re so hot, babe,” he groaned, his hips rutting up against your ass. “I’m gonna fucking ruin you!” 

His hot breath fanned over your cheek and your hands scrambled for purchase against the wall. Everything was going so fast, you had no time to react, no time to think about what to do. And the way his cock was grinding up against your ass made it hard to gather even a single coherent thought. 

One of Kendo’s hands moved to your top, pushing it up so he could paw at your tit, while the other moved to his shorts to try and push them down and over his boner. 

For a second, he stopped his grinding, just long enough for him to push them down and his cock to slip free. It bounced free and you couldn’t see it but the sound with which it slapped against his tummy made your cunt clench. 

A second later, Kendo was back on you again, grinding his cock against your ass. 

“Fuck, I can feel how wet you are through you panties,” he panted into your ear. His hand squeezed your tit through your bra. You blushed at his words. You usually weren’t the type for casual sex and up until now, you had always been in a relationship with the men you had slept with. You never would have guessed that a situation like this would arouse you this much. 

Kendo moved his hand down to your ass, squeezing it shortly before grabbing your panties so he could pull them down and over your ass.

If you wanted to pull out, this was your last chance, you thought to yourself but for some reason, you couldn’t find the words. A soft sound escaped your lips as you felt him peel your underwear from your drenched core, the fabric pooling around your ankles after he let them drop. 

His hand came to lay on your back, the other one grabbing your thigh to pull you away from the wall a bit. He bent you over and a groan left his lips when he saw your sopping core. “Fuck, I wish I had the time to eat you out,” he groaned, a finger sliding through your slick to capture some of it. He popped the digit into his mouth and groaned at the taste. “You taste amazing, sweetheart,” he groaned and you could feel his cock twitch against your ass. 

Once more you turned your head, trying to catch a glimpse of the tall man behind you. He looked sinful. His eyes watched you bent over in front of him with a heated gaze, his tongue lapping at his finger as he savored your taste. You let your eyes trail down his chest, the muscles in his arms and his core flexing with every move. Finally, your eyes landed on his cock and your eyes widened at the size of it. 

“You like what you see?” Kendo asked with a grin when he noticed your expression. How was he going to fit, you thought in a slight panic. He really was huge. Bigger than anything you had ever seen. You thought about pulling away. If he put this monster inside you, you would probably die!

Once again however, you hesitated for a moment too long, your mind too slow to react in the moment. 

Kendo had grabbed his cock while you stared at his, rubbing it against your core to lube it up. The tip pushed against your clit and a soft moan tore from your throat. Kendo chuckled and rubbed his tip against your clit once more, making you moan again. 

There wasn’t a lot of time left before his match however, and Kendo knew this. As much as he wanted to take his time with you, making you fall apart again and again before finally taking you, he couldn’t. 

He pulled back slightly, pressing his tip against your entrance. “Relax, sweetheart,” he whispered. He knew that he was big, and that most women struggled to take him at first. 

Your hands curled into fists against the wall, and you opened your mouth. You didn’t know what you were going to say but you had to stop him. You couldn’t do this after all. He was simply too big. 

All that left you however was a loud whine when he pushed his tip inside, a groan leaving his lips. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, beginning to fuck himself deeper into you with small thrusts. 

Your mouth was wide open and with each thrust, moans and gasps left your lips. The stretch hurt, but it hurt so good! Your body felt like it was breaking, each time he pushed into you further, your cunt squeezed around him. 

Kendo reached for you, wrapping his arm around your front so he could pull you up against his chest. “If you’re squeezing me like that, I won’t last, sweetheart,” he groaned against your ear, another thrust making another inch disappear inside you. 

Even if you wanted to reply, your mouth was not able to form words, and all that left you was another whine as you felt his tip hit against your cervix. He filled you up so good, he stretched you to the max and the vein on the underside of his cock rubbed against your g-spot deliciously. 

Kendo turned your head towards him, his lips connecting to yours in a sloppy kiss. He pulled his hips back a bit before he thrust into you again, making you cry out into his mouth. “So pretty,” Kendo groaned, beginning to pump into you slowly at first so you could get used to his size. 

Your body felt like jelly and you were sure if Kendo wasn’t holding you up, you already would have crumpled to the floor, your legs too weak to keep you upright. Every single one of his thrusts made you feel like you were about to lose your mind. 

In the position you were in right now, Kendo wasn’t able to push into you all the way, so after another few thrust, he let go of your shoulder, his hands grabbing onto your hips instead. You quickly raised your arms to try and hold onto the wall as best as you could. 

Kendo stayed still for a second as he adjusted his grip. The next second, he pulled his hips back and harshly thrusted into you, your walls stretching to the max as he bullied the entirety of his cock inside your wet cavern. You cried out; you had never before been filled like that and it felt like his dick was pushing up all the way into your uterus, even though you knew that this was anatomically impossible. 

He set a quick pace, grunting as he hammered into you. His thrusts were so strong that they knocked the wind out of you every time he pushed into you, focing moans and grunts out of your mouth. You had no choice but to take everything he had to give you, your cunt clenching around him everytime he rubbed against your g-spot. 

“Fuck, your pussy is the best,” Kendo groaned, moving one of his hands down towards your core so he could rub against your clit. “I wanna feel it come around my cock!” His words made your cunt squeeze tightly around him and he could feel it. “Shit, think you can do that for me, sweetheart?” 

His finger had found your clit in the meantime and began rubbing and all you could reply with was a loud whine as you tried to nod your head. 

You had never felt like this before. He reached so deep and every circle of his finger on your clit made your legs twitch. You don’t think you’d ever before been so aroused in your life, trails of slick running down your legs, a white circle of cream around the base of his cock. 

“G-gonna-!” you tried to warn him, your words getting cut off as another moan tore from your throat. “Yeah, I can feel it,” he groaned as he increased the pressure on your clit. “Fuck, come for me!”

It only took a few more thrusts until the tension in your core snapped and you came around his cock with a loud wail, a few tears escaping your eyes because everything was just so intense. 

“F-fuck, good girl,” Kendo moaned as he fucked you trough your orgasm, his finger only lifting from your clit when he could feel you shy away in overstimulation. He was close too. Your cunt was clamping on him like a fucking boa contrictor and he grabbed your hips tightly as he rutted against you, desperate to come as well. 

He was like a man possessed as he chased his own high and when it came, he leaned forward and over you, pressing his chest against your back. His thrusts stilled as his cock twitched and filled you with his thick cum. He groaned against your ear, his eyes closed as your cunt milked him. 

It was silent for a while and Kendo stayed pressed against you as he came down from his high. 

Eventually, he stood up straight again and pulled out of you. It made you hiss, your insides felt swollen and raw. Thick globs of cum immediately began to drop out of your cunt, forming a small puddle on the ground. 

Kendo looked down at your cunt with a grin, taking a finger to slide through your lips and push his cum back into you. Your body twitched and you turned your head to look back at him, still panting. 

He let out a soft chuckle and leaned forward to press a soft kiss to your cheek. “Thank you for that, sweetheart.” You only nodded weakly and finally managed to find the strength to stand up straight again. You were wobbly on your legs and it took a second before you felt balanced enough to take your hands off the wall in front of you. 

Kendo meanwhile had crouched down so he could reach for your panties which were still hanging around your ankles. Instead of pulling them up your legs however, he patted your legs to tell you to step out of them. Without even thinking about it, you did as he wanted and he grabbed the panties and lifted them to his face, taking a deep whiff before turning to you with a grin. 

“My good luck charm,” he told you with a grin, before stuffing them into the pockets of his shorts. “No way I won’t win with those.

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You were dazed when you made your way back to where you were supposed to meet your friend. Kendo had given you directions and this time, you made sure to remember them. You hoped your friend was still there, otherwise it would be hard to find her. The place had gotten way more crowded during the time you were away. 

Luckily, as soon as you walked towards the bar, she came running up to you, two beers in her hand. “Where were you?!” she asked you worriedly. You explained that you had gotten lost, although you left out the part where you got railed by one of the fighters. Damn, you didn’t even catch his name. 

Your friend let out a soft sigh, handing you one of the beers and guided you back to the ring. The fight was about to start and you squeezed through the crowds to make your way back to the front. 

When Kendo, you had learned his name after it had been announced, entered the ring, your cunt, which was still stuffed full of his cum and currently ran down your thighs, squeezed and during the entirety of the fight, your eyes never left him. Sometimes, your eyes wandered to the pockets of his shorts and you thought you could see your panties peeking out from time to time as he landed another punch on his opponent. 

He won just as he had said and once it was over, your friend led you outside, excitedly talking about how awesome that fight had been. 

You turned to her with a small smile and opened your mouth to ask, “When’s the next one?” 

[thotsforvillainrights]

I'm definitely happy to see Nemoto and Rappa no please

Can I get Rappa smut because I'm starving

(Made it home for just a second and guess who has to leave AGAIN tonight?! Anyway anon, I’m hoping this is enough to feed you since we all need some Rappa tonight. I know this for a fact! Speaking of starved, I think I got something that correlates to the title of this...)

~Dinner Time~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

“What the hell is that? Where’s the food?” He grumbles in confusion as nothing sits upon the dinner table except a lone can of whip cream, a small bowl of cherries, and chocolate syrup (or whatever flavor you dig, depending on reader). “What’s the big ideal? This some sort of joke, Y/N?” Earlier when you called him into the room to get dinner he’d assumed you made something along the lines of a good roast or maybe those burgers he loves so much. Imagine his surprise when he came into the kitchen to see this. He was so baffled by it all that he didn’t even take a second to observe your expression as your leaned against the fridge...

-In nothing but a robe.

-”Y/N? We having snacks tonight or somethin? Ice cream?” You lost your composure for a second and laughed before decided to help him figure it out. “No. I called you in here for dinner time so you could eat.” He still wasn’t getting it, but at least his eyes were glued to your form as you slowly walked over to the table. “Where’s the meal?” He asked shortly. “Right here.” You reply, dropping the robe and showing off your special little outfit you’d purchased from a high end store last weekend. “Cheesy shit...” He mumbled a weak insult at your attempt to seduce him. “Doesn’t seem like you believe your own words byt the way your cock looks right about now.” You quipped back at him, pointing to the obvious tent in his pants. He changes the subject. “Yeah, whatever. Anyway, what the hell is this all for? You want me to feed you or something?” You roll your eyes and lay yourself across the table, spraying the whip cream first somewhere easy like your upper thighs. “Come lick it off.” He smirked devilishly at that. “Don’t need to tell me twice.”

-He began gently with you. It was out of character for him since usually he approached you in bed with everything all at once. This time around he was careful with you, grabbing your legs and pulling you to the edge of the table before kneeling down and putting them over his shoulders. He slowly dotted your thighs with the tip of his tongue as he tried to get a taste for the whipped cream to get started. Once he figured it was a good flavor, he pressed the flat of his tongue against your skin and lapped up every bit of the cream as though he was a man starved. “Tastes good. Add more.” He demanded. If you took too long then he’s nip at your sensitive skin as a warning. 

-The longer this foreplay drawn out, the more into it he was becoming. What started with a small dribble of whip cream on your legs ended with him covering you in the sweets. Cream along your thighs and tummy, the middle of your chest and nipples as well. Then cherries doting the nipples and belly button. He’s taken to drizzling the syrup in your most intimate spaces below. Kendo took his time licking up every single bit, spending extra time to tease your nipples until you were sore and begging him to move on. Once he saw fit, he ate the cherries present and worked his way down to his favorite spot on your body. He usually rushed but tonight he was taking his time with you despite being painfully hard himself. He took care of you, squeezing every single gasp, groan, and moan out of you that he could. He pinched at your sides, signaling you to cum in his mouth for him and your certainly didn’t complain.

-By the time it was over with, you were much stickier than you intended to be. “I’m gonna hit the shower real quick.” You told him as you finished cleaning the mess from the kitchen table. “What about me?” He complained, pointing down at his still apparent boner begging to be set free from its fabric confines. You smirked at him and kissed the tip on his nose. “I didn’t say I wanted the shower to be alone, did I?”

[hitoshisbabygirl]

Author's Notes ♡:Sooooo I wrote this once with no mythological background and it was so blank because one I half read and two it had no pizzazz. So here I am...enjoying this collab wholeheartedly. For some context the readers dad is Dionysus, yknow the festive, wine maker? So I tried to incorporate that with being a potions maker! Rappa is based on a mix between Behemoths and the Kusarikku, so i wanted him just a big and a bull man hybrid but not fully a Minotaur! I hope whoever reads this enjoy it as much as I did writing it! (Also I’m slowly realizing how much I hope this man)~ bunny ❥

Here’s the lovely masterlist of the others beautiful arts!

Warnings : NSFW again! (◎_◎;)

A use of pet names l, uh some heavy size kink (if you know who I based him on, also is one of my kinks showing yet) , Needy Rappa, breeding, Light cursing, a bit of a pussy job, female oral and a bit of overstimulation.

Word count : About 6.5k (ooof) !

Paring(s) : Bullman! Kendo Rappa x F!Reader

Summary : Being a demigod had perks, you could travel, you had god and goddesses as siblings and family members and of course the power! But what happens when you have to help a stubborn farm...pet?

Enjoy ♡

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Growing up as a demigods daughter who owned a garden on earth was one experience. All types of people, gods, goddesses and hybrids needed her experience with all sorts of plants and other things from nature ; rather it be for healing medicines , a bouquet for an upset lover or for help with livestock growth, [ ] and her parents helped with every little working class they could. As [ ] went from child to young adult she was used to her fair share of men from every place asking for her attention. A human asking for her hand and giving her the bare minimum, a god, wanting to make her a goddess, or just simply flirting to warrant her attention. But alas to them all she gave them no leadway, keeping her same polite smile and overall sweetness to each and every person she dealt with. On a warm day in the heavens as she walked the sky castles grounds she ran into a farmhand, one she remembered worked for Demeter approached her hesitantly, his eyes wandering to the young maidens “U-uh M-miss [ ] right?” The male asked her , her eyebrow raising as a silent answer “Lady Demeter would like to speak with you, she need some help but she did not tell me exactly what” he said with a bow and soon turned to leave. Wondering what the goddess could want she headed to her ranch, watching the cattle and other animals graze. Suddenly the door swung wide, revealing the deity to her “[ ] my favorite niece how are you love!” The tall woman sing songingly yelled, hugging the wide eyed girl “Hello Auntie Dem, im quite alright! Uhm, what seems to be the problem? One of your hands came to get me” [ ] said as she took in the ranch home her harvesting aunt had, all sorts of gains, wheats, fruits and more spewed about in her living room “Ah yes! Your father told me how great youve become with your potions and mixes of herbs, being the daughter of Dionysus im not surprised! I told him to let you grow and do more now look at you, serving us gods and mortals alike!” Demeter went on, handing her confused niece a large apple as she took one for herself. Becoming her to a table by the window they both sat, eating on their fruit as she explained her issue.

“You see, i have a lot of cattle, different kinds, different kins and legacies, but im a bit stuck. My favorite mare, had a child a little while ago and he seemed to just be your average bull at first….but..as time went on he out grew his father, my prized minotaur bull and even his normal cow and bull family.” Taking a glance to the field they watched as the minotaur children and some sheep danced and played, other average cow cults running to join. Sighing Demeter continued “Hes a hybrid, my prized minotaur as his father and well, my biggest and prized heifer as his mother. He wont come out of the shed, doesnt deal with his other kind, minotaur or not. Hes around your age now, getting to be his prime but..he wont converse in the fields. Both his father and mother voiced concerns to me about his health but when i checked on him, hes fine! Fields away under a sun and away from my younger and ready cows! I dont get it! Maybe because hes more human than he is bull, he does have a human face and even body, just taht everything below is...well bull. Tail, those wonderful breeding-” “Auntie!” Before she could finish [ ] was hushing the woman, waving her arms “I get it i get it Bull bottom human top i dont need to hear about his loins!” She pleaded.

Laughing, the goddess reached to a pile of hay, whistling to feed some of the nearby cows “Ah you silly girl, I was only gloating about my finest bull yet! I even tried bringing him mortals but...he crushed them, saying they were too small. Every single one! Younger older it didnt matter, he wanted nothing to do with them and just squashed them like a bug under his hoofs! I'm at my wits end, Im not sure what he needs, and hes so large i cant just let him walk around the palace place, he intimidates the clerks and huffs when talked to!” Dramatically laying against the table she looked to the thinking girl, her eyes shining with an idea “Hey auntie, how about you take me to him, i can see if hes loss any weight or seems sickly anywhere. Where do you think hed be at this time?” [ ] asked “Ah you brave girl, what time is it, almost high noon? He might be in the field but its the one with my giant tree that he likes” Demeter responded, pointing to a large tree up a few fields with nothing much around it but luhs grass. “Doesnt even matter if i put up a fence, he walks on two legs so he just hops over it” She sighed again as the duo headed outside.

Seeing a tall minotaur coming towards them [ ] stopped along Demeter, her goddess aunt speaking “Ah Milvor, how are you and Altine?” “Lady Demeter and I'm guessing this is [ ], we are fine. The misses is in the field now, seeing if she can see our boy” He said. Realizing that this was the after for her case [ ] spoke up “Uhm sir have you noticed anything amiss with er-” “Kendo, his name is Kendo” The Minatour said “Ah yes with Kendo, anything seem to be hurt or missing from his way of life” She asked. “Well..not particularly. Hes always fought some of the other males here so bruises and marks are a common thing we see from him. Besides a broken horn he doesn't have anything major going on. Just that he refuses to be around anyone here. Even us at times when were out with the others” He said solemnly , looking at the girl. Grabbing her hands he pleaded “Please, help our son? I know he can be rude and dismissive but down there our sweet boy is in there, were worried sick about him” Milvor said, a sad moo coming from his approaching wife “Miss i do appreciate you checking on him, I just hope he'd be home soon” A half cow women spoke , coming beside this Kendo’s father “Well i'll do my best, it doesnt sound like hes too hurt or anything serious so i'll make sure to try and get him to be with you both” Giving a reassuring smile [ ] started off, heading to the tree at the top of them hill. Just before she got far Demeter called to her, handing her sweet wheat “Heres some of his snack, he sometimes will come back if we offer him more” She said. Taking the wheat and putting it in the side of her flowing peplos. Soon with enough treading uphill , she got close to the tree , soon seeing a tail swish from in front of the tree. Hesitantly she walked forward before seeing hooved legs, also covered in black fur, pop out from the tree. Placing a hand at the side that had no person on it she peeked over to in fact , find a rather giant back in the sun, small flecks of freckles on the toned skin. Holding her gift closer she walked to the male before hearing a snort “ ‘M tellin’ ya Elinor I dont want nothin’ to do with ya, go on, go back to the heard” A rough and deep voice said, a larger hand coming up to wave off whoever was behind him. Feeling a bit bad for this mysterious Elinor and offended, she was brushed off [ ] walked closer , standing at the ends of his legs until the male growled. “I told ya to-'' Stopping himself from yelling once he turned around he was surprised to find not hybrid named Elinor but in fact the small [ ] her eyes widening as amber ones looked down “Yer not Elinor” He said as [ ] giggled “And im guessing youre Kendo” She said as the bull sat up, cruising his legs and the curious woman in front of her. “Whos askin?”

He huffed as [ ] looked at him as she did the same , sitting across from the hybrid “A…. doctor of sorts. Your parents, along with Goddess Demeter asked me to come check on you, see how youre doing” she said as he huffed again “ ‘M fine, now why did they send you” He said as he watched her pull things out, paper , a quill, ink and is that..? Pointing to the bustle of wheat he called out “Is that… for me?” Blinking [ ] looked at the almost childish Kendo, smiling as she untied the snack “It is for you, I heard you liked it. Brought it in the hopes youd talk to me?” She questioned, holding a piece out for him to take. Hesitantly he did, gnawing at it as he hummed in delight, his tail swishing. “ So uhm… Doc what do want to know” He asked, watching as the smaller girl touched his chest and arms, squeezing lightly as she wrote down different things “If ya wanted to touch me ya shouldve asked” He teased, taking his own hand to her face. Felling he face warm up she moved back, poking him with a finger “Now now be good im just seing if youre injured. Besides that horn, do you have anything broken or doenst feel well?” She asked as she waved a pisces of wheat, making him focus. “Nah, im as fit as a fiddle” Side eyeing his response she still gave him a piece , hearing him hum in delight as she wrote more notes.

“So no injuries, no pain , nothing?” shaking his head he continued to eat , taking some pieces from her bundle as she reached for the uneatten pieces “Hey! No you get these as a reward for answering me not to eat at your leisure!” She scolded. Reaching as far as she could she grabbed at his hand before he lifted them higher, smirking “Well miss doc i want what i want, and I want my snack” He said before she grabbed his arm, poking a manicured nail at it hand “Well Kendo ill let you have it if you tell me whats wrong, without covering it up deal?” Feeling him flinch at her poking she did it again until he moved away , glaring at her through his bangs that hung low “Fine! Stop poking me though, ya nails hurt! And theres nothing wrong, i just dont like ‘em cows! They stink!” He said as he knelt closer, moving her from his arm. “They stink? How old are you 5? Why do they stink!” [ ] huffed back as he chewed more of his treat, looking to the flustered girl “Im 22 in human years little girl , and like i said they stink! Reeks like open sores and meat” He said as he kept eating , laying in the sun. Thinking over his words it dawned in her what he could be talking about “And what do i smell like Kendo?” [ ] asked, catching the half bull off guard “I dunno, you dont stink, Neither does lady Dem” He said as he turned to her. Leaning over she gave him a piece of wheat again but this time, pushing herself a bit forward, watching as his body shook before he took the piece , eating it. “Well Kendo, my name is [ ] and ill be checking on you moreoften okay? I need to run down to the house but ill be back if that's okay with you?” Silently he shook his head, watching her run off as he opened his still crossed legs, feeling himself unsleeth as he groaned ‘Shit...now why am I gettin turned on’ he thought to himself, rubbing away what he could before the girl came back

As soon as she got to the farm she was met with the eyes of the worrying three, the first to speak being his mother Altine “Oh! [ ] youre back!” She said, the bell on her neck dangling as she ran to the fence “How is my boy? Kendo is he alright?” she asked as Demeter and Milvor came soon after for the report “Well maam i can confirm he is healthy, not is wrong with him the only thing is..” [ ] hesitated as she looked at them “He might have a heat approaching, is this his first one by any chance?” SHe asked as they all looked at eachother, Demeter speaking up “Well not exactly, this is why I kept bringing mortals up here, he wouldnt mate with the cows, and even other hybrids! Nothing! Hed turn his nose up at them all and go back to that field. He actually broke that horn of his fighting a bull from a neighboring farm who wanted to cow that was trying to get his attention” Demeter said, sigh as she saw her nieces blank face , afraid she overwhelmed her “Its alright if you dont think hes fixable [ ] i can-” “No hes fine. I can help him, and i think it wont be that hard either” [ ] said, giving the group a smile. “Watch him for a few days for me , im gonna go back up there with him, see how he is then come back in a few days with some of my things, ill stay here as long as need be to help your son” She said as she gave them all a smile, going inside to get her something to eat. Soon she hear her aunt appear, shuffling about to give her a basket to put her things in “Here, Im so gald helping him is a easy fix” She said sighing happily as she continued “I know he should mate on his own time, but im more concerned for his heath of it all, he doesnt even release into anyone or even by himself” Glancing towards her auntie she took in a breath before saying something “Well, i know it has to be bad now, he even said the er, cow women here stink, so their hormone have to be covered with other bulls or maybe he genuinely doesnt see appeal with them” [ ] said. Thinking it over Demeter gave her an almost alarming look “Well if thats the case just as you arrived he asked me what i was cooking, that something smelt good. I told him I didnt have anything and he just retreated back to his part of the barn before leaving for the field again.” Slowly [ ] realized she might be in for more than she imagines but brushed it off. “Interesting..” She said as she took her full basket “I have an idea, im gonna see if his heat hits its peaking times in a few days, I do plan on staying here if youd have me here?” She asked as a delighted look spread across Demeter’s face “Of course dear child! I missed having you around! Your Father was bad at bringing you over, him and his festivals” Demeter huffed before she poked her nieces cheek “Besides! We can have a girls night, or well er, weeks depending!” She said as the laughed together “Well it's a deal!”

Heading back up the hill she saw that Kendo had moved, facing a running river as he sast in the sun once more, looking content. [ ] smirked to herself before grabbing some of the things she had ; a brush, a lavish soap and a towel. Heading to where the behemoth of a hybrid laid she noticed his ear twitched, before he opened an eye to look back at her. “Hey Doc, ya back.” He said as she gave him a smile, sitting beside his head “Why yes I am. You seem to be enjoying yourself” She teased as he smirked, turning to face her. “Well i do enjoy the sun, keeps me warm nd my hair soft.” Looking him over again she noticed that his hair was always up in a bun but his bangs covering his eyes, a different hue of color, more of a rustic red than his black furred legs. “Well about that...Im gonna give you a bath!” the giant bull flinched at her words, seeing the happy look gracing her face “Oi now look, ‘m fine i dont need no bath” He argued as she pouted “Why sure you do! I know you dont go when the others get theirs, and if that bun of yours is any indication, you need to wash all of that dirt and grime off. Now let me help you” She barked back, pointing the soft looking brush towards his face. He stood up, now overthrowing the girls height as he pointed a finger at her “Now look, I like being this way, it keeps those girls offa me if you clean me now they wont leave me alone!” [ ] sighe before stepping closer, pointing her own small hand at his face, moving closer “Now you listen to me Kendo, I have things to help keep them off of you, this is for your own health! I can leave you here, dirty but your hair and fur is gonna get so matted theyll have to shave you!”

At hearing a potential that hed be shave Kendo flinched, moving his bangs so his soft eyes could meet her determined ones “Theyll shave me? Ion wanna be like the sheep” he said she she gave him a satisfied look. “Well go into the water then and ill make sure you wont!” Reluctantly he sighed, walking into the river as she followed behind, pinning her longer robe so it wouldnt get too wet as she sat at the side of the river. Holding a hand out she waved him closer, the male coming to her as she undid his hair. To her utter surprise it fell down his shoulders, stopping just short of his waist. Gently she pushed his bangs back to see his pretty amberish eyes looking up to her [ ]’ed ones. He had a typical Bull hook through his nose , the gold shining in the warm sun. He was quite handsome, sun kissed skin and a clear face, broad shoulders and a nice body. Even with his mostly human body his horns, tail and ears were bull, on top of his legs and...neithers , that were covered in fur. Softly she traced a scar under his eye, the wound slightly tender as he jumped from the touch. Going to her wrist she tied a string to hold his long bangs up, a giggle falling from her lips as he almost looked like a younger child getting a bath “What're you lookin at me like that for” He huffed as she laughed more, pushing his face together “You look like an upset child is all. Now go ahead and dip in the water for me , ill scrub you after.” Listening to her, Kendo dropped watching as some of the debris and dirt washed off around him as he stood up, shaking his hair “Good enough?” He asked as she shook her head, pouring some of the sopa on the brush as she started to was his chest,making sure to scrub him as clean as she could from land. Sensing her struggle he reached to her, lifting her over his body as she squealed “Sorry, you were just strugglin so i thought i'd help you” Kendo said as [ ] hesitantly started to wash as much as she could, tapping his arm anytime she needed to move. Being up there did help, she was able to was his horns and his hair, revealing the rust orange and copper hair underneath. Surprised she ran her finger though it, giving him a shy smile. “See dont you feel a bit better?” She asked as he shyly nodded, noticing how her clothes clinged to her chest. He reached to put her back on land, coming out of the water himself as he allowed her to scrb his legs and hoofs, the dull black fur coming to life as he watched in awe. She didnt mind helping him, still came to bother him when he said he didnt want help and now she was bathing him. Kendo mulled over how helpful she was, and realized she was more comforting than most. After scrubbing his hoofs shiny she tapped his legs, signaling she was done.

“All right! Now that youre all clean and such Ill make sure you stay this way okay Kendo?” [ ] said as she went back to the basket, pulling out two apples. The bull in question watched as she came back to him, handing him the other one “Here ya go! Thought you could use something sweet” kendo took the apple from the girl, before biting into it, thanking hier softly as they sat in silence. Soon [ ] spoke up, breaking their silet aurora “So...ill be around here the next few days or so, ill probably stay longer, giving how nice it is” She laughed, looking at the curious male beside her “Dont be afraid to ask me for anything okay? Im here to help you” With that Kendo nodded, going back to the apple. Quietly Kendo touched her arm, making [ ] look to him as an unfamiliar look went over his face. Gently herself, [ ] put her hand on his, shaking her head as a signal for him to talk. “Would you mind...pettin me?” he asked before [ ]’s eyes went wide. Now feeling a bit more embarrassed he spoke up again “I have problems going to sleep, ‘ts why i like it out here in the sun, its warm , nd comforting…” Pausing he continued after he got his words together. “You do the same thing like the sun. Youre warm...comforting.. And make me feel sleepy...so if you pet me...ill be comforted to sleep..its what my mama did, but im too big to be in her lap” With that kendo finished, glancing to the girl who gave him a soft look “Of course i can! I have to get pick some more clothes up but once i get back, I can stay with you out here.” Shaking his head Kendo looked back to the river “Ya dont have to sleep outside with me just...put me to sleep” Unable to stop herself [ ] hugged his arm, looking at him through her lashes “Oh cmon you big baby, I dont mind it! Havent slept under the stars since i was a kid!” Brushing off her dress she ran a hand though his thick locs of hair, giving him another warm hug “Ill be back before sundown, now you be good” And with that he watched as his new found friend walked down the hill.

As promised she brought a blanket and joined him, laying under the tree as the large male went to sleep on her lap, contently humming as [ ] ran her fingers through his hair, making Kendo groan as he fell asleep like mentioned, hugging her thighs as he slept the most comfortable he had in weeks. Watching the hybrid sleep she saw all types of scars, some down his back , others on his chest. A few on his arms and only one on his face, plus the broken horn. He obviously got himself into different groups of problems, but he was sweet, not as curt as he expected. Running her fingers down his back she watched him shiver, going to wrap his arms higher around her torso. Giggling as softly as she could [ ] started to braid his hair back in his sleep, the moving under her ceasing as he was well resting once more. Thinking to herself ‘ If he’ll be like this it should be a breeze to help him.’ Oh how wrong she was.

A few days passed with little to no incident , [ ] going around helping with the daily chore and hanging out with her deity auntie. As the two of them sat in the living quarters, drinking a mixed juice that her father set them they heard a bell appear towards the window, it being Kendo’s mother “I'm so sorry to bother you , but i think something is gravely wrong. Kendo is whining in the shed, earlier he even started to-” Before she could finish a thumb came from his shed, followed by a groan “and that, he's been head butting his room” sitting up [ ] looked to his shed, seeing the door shut but large banging still coming from inside “Hey Auntie, is it alright if we could move him to the other field? I dont want his lashing to accidentally hurt anyone here” Coming besides [ ] Demeter chewed at her lip, thinking “Well, if we can stop him then yes, I'd get the boys to move it quickly”. With that answer [ ] got up, heading to the rocking shed. Taking in a breath she knocked, hearing that the groans subsided. The door slowly creaked open, showing a heaving Kendo “[ ].....?” He whispered, looking over her body as she reached to his forehead, pressing her hand against it. Hot, way too hot. “Kendo, sweetie come with me okay? We’re gonna go to the fields and we're gonna move your shed there okay?” Silently he nodded, coming out of his place. He was gasping, chest heaving as his eyes swirled a darker color than normal. Taking the outstretched hand of [ ] his larger fingers curled against it, following the light pull of the girl. Softly, He nudged her back “ ‘M hot..” he said as she looked back at him, making sure the fever wasn't wearing him down. He gave her a weak smile, rubbing the back of her hand “ ‘M alright princess, just hot” Kendo said as she noted how his voice dropped octaves. “Well theyre gonna bring a bigger shed for you out here and ill check on you every hour. Does anything hurt?” [ ] asked as they walked up the hill “Nah, but my horns are ackey.” “Is that why you were bashing them on the shed?” “Yeah...its like trying to scratch an itch you can reach” Kendo sighed, seeing his usual tree coming into view. As the duo got there he dramatically fell under it, pulling [ ] with him. “K-kendo! Careful!” she fussed as he let go of her apologizing as he drifted to sleep. Soon some of the workers had started working on the new roomed shed for him , finishing just before sundown as they would inform Demeter of where she was.

Gently pushing the deep sleeping boy from her lap she went to his new place, checking everything out. It was more of a small home than a shed, filled with a huge bed and a nice aesthetic to them, the touch of the goddess laced through the look of the place. Going around to sort some of the things they brought for Kendo, [ ] felt a presence behind her “whats all this..” the groggy bull said, ducking down to walk into his lavish bedroom “Your new home! I had them build something spacious but also not overwhelming, and these white are just so lovely.” [ ] kept talking as she soon felt two large arms wrap around her torso “ Ya did this for little ol me..?” He whispered as she ran a hand over his forearm. “I did...you need somewhere to relax in this state” She responded, trying to get from his grasp as he tighten it “Uh uh dont leave...tell me whats wrong with me doc..why cant I stop feeling hot...and anytime you come around I...cant help myself” He ended with a groan , burying his face in the shorter girls neck “Well once im sure of you being in a state of need ill be back okay? Just...relax for me and i promise ill be back.” finally convincing him to let go of her waist, not without a pained groan as he went to the bed, hazy eyes glancing over the short dress wearing girl “Get some more rest okay? Im gonna get something to eat and ill be back in the morning. Call me if you need me okay?” [ ] said as he just groaned a meek response, turning to his side.

Earlier the next morning [ ] woke up to an empty house. Stretching she found a neatly written note with some food on the table

Dearest Niece, Im currently headed to your Uncle Poseidon's place, I should be back some time later ; an update on Kendo, hes been begging for you all day, wont let anyone touch him or check on him. He should be awake now but do be warned ; He’s a lot more scatterbrained than usual

Auntie Demeter

Reading over the note again [ ] sighed, putting on her more comfortable and workable dress as she headed up to his new little house on his hill, the sound of groaning and whines coming to her ears as she got to his door. Seeing it ajar she pushed it open slightly, the place dark except from a crack of light coming from the window. Going to the shades she opened them, hearing a hiss from the bed. “Kendo its me..[ ]?” She called out as the wild set of hair came into view. He was even more disheveled, eyes filled over as he looke to the girl before growling, crawling out of the bed to her. With a gasp she was in his arms, body shaking as she was met with unnaturally feral eyes from the boy. “You left me yesterday..” he rapeseed out, burying his face in her neck again as she grabbed at his thick neck “Kendo honey, i told you id be back this morning didnt i?” She calmly said as he held her tighter, pushing her chest to his “Dont care, ‘ts too long” Realizing why he was so needy [ ] tried to reason with him “Well im sorry love, here lets sit down on the bed” Trying to get him to move she walked forward only to feel something large and hot push into her bare thigh. Nervously she looked down only to be faced to what she feared it was ; His hanging member. A wicked laugh came from above her as she was met with his ever lust driven eyes, a hand of his going to cup her ass and pull her closer “See what you left me with? No matter how hard i fuck my fist i cant cum, it wont come out” He whined and burried his face again, rocking himself on her thigh “Please ill do anythin..youre the only one who sgotten me like this...the only one i want..[ ] please princess help me” Overwhelmed but the situation she tried to pull back, eyes searching his “K-kendo youre getting yourself worked up relax-” Without warning he picked her up, making her screech as he brought her crouch to his face, inhaling as he whimpered, reaching down to his growing dick “Fuck you smell good, like flowers...and sweets..” Letting his tongue roll out he sucked over her panties, making her squeal as she gripped his messy hair “N-no kendo put me down i need to help y-you!” She moaned as his tongue flicked over her clit, a mutual groan coming from both of them. Soon a hard tug to his hair resonated, cause him to put her down as she barely touched the floor, hand grabbing his biceps “Kendo please, please sit down youre overworking yourself.” Trying to calm her racing heart she saw how hazed he was, his hand coming to wrap around his visually throbbing head, stroking himself as tight and fast as he could, looking at the awe struck girl infront of him. His hips lifted up as he was chasing a high but he soon groaned, thrusting meekly in his fist “I-I cant, fuck I cant do it doll, ‘t hurts...p-please” Finally snapping from her haze she got closer to Kendo, hand still trying to milk himself as she put her hand over his, stoping the motion.

“K-ken..ill help you okay? Youre gonna rub yourself raw at this pace..” nervously [ ] pulled his hand away, precum coating it as she gulped. He was huge, red and swollen tip curved in the right places. Even with his bull heritage he was still humanly manageable, but with a lot of work to try and get it to fit. With her staring at the intimidating size it twitched , curving up to his belly button as he gave her a lop sided snarl “ Cmon darlin, he... er, we need you . ya keep staring make me feel a bit exposed” He laughed as [ ] gave her own light chuckle. Facing her fears she wrapped a hand around his tip, a hurting yelp falling from Kendo at the touch made her eyes flicker to him but what she saw was pure lust, eyes blown with his tongue licking over his lips “Y-yes finally...shit I-i can feel somethin” Kendo couldnt help himself. Reaching down he grabbed her other hand , wrapping them tightly around his tip as he thrusted between them. “Mhmm im cumin, im gonna cum o-oh shit” As soon as she twisted her wrist to help him he felt himself twitch , spurts of warm cum splattering on [ ]’s face and the floor a he gave her a nervous laugh “S-shit doll face yer good...im sorry i couldnt hold it in..” he said shyly as [ ] gave him a sympathetic look, stroking over his still throbbing head. “[ ] please...can I fuck you? I-I promise ill go slow its juts the smell of you is..mhmm intoxicating” Kendo pulled her up from her knees, pressing his mouth against her clinging panties ,pulling them with his teeth. [ ] squeaked, grabbing his hair as he pushed her hips closer, trying to lick her. “W-wait ill take em off” Pushing at his shoulders she pulled the piece he had in his mouth out, sliding the flimsy lace as she came a bit closer, a growl coming from his lips as he pushed her dress higher, finally able to taste her. Throwing one leg then the next on his shoulder kendo fell back, making her fall onto his lips.

[ ] let a pitched moan come out, startled by his rummaging in between her thighs , his diligent uskcing on her clit taking a toll as she came, bucking her hips onto his mouth. Swallowing her juices Kendo flipped her on her stomach, pushing the fabric of her dress up and over her shoulder to release her covered chest, now exposed “mhmm i want more of that sweet nectar baby why dont you give it to me?” whispering in her ear and now bucking his even harder dikc between her small lips [ ] started to panic “K-Ken wait I dont think youll fit!” ignoring her thrashing Kendo looked over her body, seeing how she shook at every stroke of his tip against her sopping core “I told ya ill be gentle, hold still [ ]...i wouldnt hurt my mate” The heaviness of those word took over [ ]’s body as she looked back to him, only to see the save behemoth size push against her ring of muscles. Agonizingly slow he pushed, letting his tip slide in as he pushed each small inch he could in, a whine falling from them both. Once he was halfway in he slowly thrust his hips, causing the girl to yelp “I-its alright i got ya okay? Youre fine...its okay im here” Constantly praising her , Kendo was able to slip more into her, each mini thrust pushing him a bit closer to her, the sounds of squishing and pleasure filled moans filling the room. Becoming overwhelmed at almost being full [ ] pushed her hips back to take the rest, making Kendo yelped and [ ] moaned, the sudden feeling of him bottoming out almost too much as he placed his hand on her stomach, feeling him brush her cervix. Swinging his hips more fluidly he started to pounder her even more, gripping her neck as he pushed her deeper in the bed “Fuck yeah i knew youd be my perfect little minx, taking me so well i cant wait to see you swollen with my babies” He huskily whispered , the stretched out girl too blissed at taking him whole to care about his words.

“I bet youd love being my mate, wouldnt have to lift a finger for anything , id take good care of ya..” Continuing his beating against her cervix he felt something strong hed never felt before, a blind need to cum hitting him like a train “mhm..please let me breed you, this pussys’ mine, all i ever wanted...ill make you a cute little house wife hm? Make you swell with cute little us running about.” Feeling her weakening clench over him he reached for that bundle of nerves, switching his hips to hit even deeper, his throbbing dick pushing against that sponge in her walls. Crying out [ ] fell lower, feeling him slip impossibly deeper as he sped up.” Cmon [ ] , babygirl cum for me..give me it..t-then i can give you what you want yeah? Fill ya to the brim so you can bear me a strong child….”Finally at that the little sense of control snapped coming from a particularly hard push and roll of her clit she was whining , grabbing the arm beside her head as angry red lines welted up. Feeling her hit her peak Kendo got to his knees , nursing her bud as she tried to tug him away, thighs shaking as teary eyes looked down to his fierce lust filled one. As soon as she started whimpering and pulling her hips away he stopped, scrubbing his tip along her folds as he entered without too much pull, [ ]’s mouth falling open “Mh..i'm so close baby...just wanted to look at you when I fill you full..” Kendo felt his tip twitch, making his hips stutter as he picked his pace up again, watching as her arms went are far as they could to his back, stretching his shoulders as he came with a growl, and almost audible sound of him pumping in her heard as she weakly pulled him closer, their lips meeting in a intimate kiss.

With care he pulled from her lips, seeing her eyes fill up again as he kissed tears away “Its alright...its okay ‘m here princess...its alright..I didnt hurt you did I?” Kendo asked as he looke at her slightly bulged stomach, a satisfied smirk on his lips “ Hey [ ]...” He started as she gave a weak hum he continued “Be my mate..I know i didnt ask before filling you bu...id be honored to make such a caring woman my mate and wife...treat you just like my father does my mom..…” He said, nuzzling her cheek before [ ] pulled his face up, kissing him lightly as she gave him a tired smile, rubbing his cheeks “I-id be honored to be your mate..take good care of me okay? Or Auntie Demeter has your head..” Laughing he kissed her lips again, sealing their new deal

[wornoutmouse]

Can you please write Rappa with a male s/o🥺 I don't know but I feel like he'd fall in love with some guy he saw fighting in an underground ring like he did.

Have an amazing day and don't forget to drink water and eat😁

I didn’t know if you wanted smut or not so I just did a lil smoochy smooch

After the pro heroes invaded Kai Chisaki’s hideout, Rappa quickly fled back to the underground partaking in cheap fights that he only used to make money. He had seen almost every fighter there and was bored of them all within a matter of weeks. 

So after all the repeated wins, the moment Kendo first saw you, a new face, it was damn near love at first sight. The pure hidden strength that radiated from your toned body was one similar to that red-headed sidekick he had run into. 

Masked eyes watched you through the serrated bars of the arena as you pin down your opponent. It was a beefy man, slightly larger than yourself, but anyone could see that he was all force no brain. You wiped the small amounts of sweat from your face as the referee declares you as the winner.

Rappa instantly knew he wanted to get his hands on you. After the fight, he searched around for you, but you had disappeared. Discreetly, he asked around for your name but no one knew. You weren’t seen again after that night until showing up 4 weeks later to fight again.

He had been spending time in the waiting room bar, trying to get relaxed for another lame fight. Soon, however, he had no choice but to acknowledged the quickly depleting number of customers scurrying to the main floor. That made him got curious. 

The deranged cheering could be heard even before you got to the front door. The glitchy TV’s out in the halls projected the fight to the best of their abilities, glitching overwhelmingly from the audience’s screams. 

There you stood, hair slicked back with a small ponytail at the base of your neck. You poured water all over yourself as your opponent sat nervously at the other end. As the fight started, Rappa made his way into the arena and through the crowd. 

He jumps back in shock as your face is pressed into the harsh edges of the gate, creating small pools of blood on your cheek. For a moment your eyes focused on his but your head was yanked back by your short hair, pulling you away from the gate as your opponent swings you around

Kendo scowled, only a lesser man would resort to such pitiful ways of fighting. Kendo believed that both brains and brawn went into a good fight, one that your opponent lacked since he resorted to such dirty tricks. For a moment, it seemed as if you would lose as your opponent straddled your waist with his fist raised above you.

As his fist came down to make contact, you grab his ribcage and squeeze tightly, catching him off guard enough that you could toss him over you, and onto his head where he slumped, out cold. The crowd goes crazy, some celebrating, some cursing you for doing shady moves despite it being the opposite. 

It was just his luck that Kendo finds you this time, tending to your wounds with an icepack and tequila. “You did pretty well out there, I got to hand it to you.” he grunts awkwardly. You raise the ice pack to peek past your arm. You’re silent as your eyes focus on the wale head-on Rappa’s skull.

Kendo awkwardly scratched the top of the said skull as your silence unnerves him. Finally, you speak, but it’s not what he expected, “You’re that guy that keeps asking about me.” Kendo stiffens as you stand up, towering over him. “You wanna fight or something?”

Rappa swallows his saliva and wordlessly nods. You hum looking past him, before walking in the direction of the back alleys. “Well, are you coming?” Rappa’s feet move as if on command he tries to speak and his voice cracks uselessly, “Now!? I mean I’m sure you have a concussion...”

You wave him off as you open the exit door, a cool wind blows around the two of you. The empty lot is lit only by the rising moon. “You worked so hard just to find me, I think it’s only fair to reward you.” Kendo pretended your words did nothing to him. As he watched as you removed your jacket and toss it elsewhere.

Despite the tattered appearance of your shirt, You crouch and motioned for Kendo to move. He takes a running start at you, releasing a guttural scream. Just as he got 3 feet in front of you, you’re suddenly behind him, hitting him on the back of the head. “You need to move faster than that if you want to hurt me.”

Kendo grits his teeth as a streak of anger flashed across his vision, “Don’t mock me!” “Wouldn’t dream of it.” Rappa cracked his knuckles together as he focused his eyes on your feet. That’s where your strength lay if only he could just get you to trip up…

Rappa’s thought progress is interrupted as his feet are kicked out from under him. But before he can hit the ground, you grab the front of his white tank top and hold him close to your face.

At the close proximity, Rappa could see faint stubble along your jaw and especially at your chin. “Look, buddy, the next time you challenge someone to a fight. Don’t daydream the entire time.” You use your index finger to lift the animal mask, just above Kendo’s mouth. 

In a flash, you peck his lips teasingly before releasing him and walking past, grabbing your jacket off the ground before walking inside the exit. “Damn my head hurts.”

Kendo watches you leave with a strange feeling in his heart and a new reason to train himself to be stronger.

[stchisaki]

Could I request letter yarrow or zinnia of the yandere flower thing for Rappa? Though he seems more like a 'babe' and not 'darling' type akdjfsk -

Also lily for Overhaul would be SO fitting if you're interested in one for him 👀 thank you!!

cw: Yandere Themes, Mentions / Allusions to Violence / Past Violence, Injury / Injury Imagery, Possessive Behavior, Isolation / Allusions to Isolation, Hinted Kidnapping, Unhealthy Relationships, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Themes not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Gender-Neutral Reader — Read at your own discretion! 18+ Only!

author's note: This is my first request! I hope that you enjoy. It was fun attempting to write Rappa—I enjoyed it! I also did your request for Overhaul, but I will post that fic in a separate post. This was a prompt from "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" and can be found here . REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN—READ TAGS! I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

PROMPT: Yarrow (Healing): "Let me heal your wounds, darling."

word count: Approximately 1k.

His stare burns into you.

Even though that floppy mask covers his face, drenches his eyes, it’s like they’re present, ever watching. You’ve always kind of felt like that everlasting gaze would just follow you everywhere you go. It would lurk in the backdrop, golden eyes a syrupy mess that was too thick to swim through. But they’re hidden, so you’ll never be able to see what emotions are dancing around before him. All you can do is bare yourself to him, arms outstretched and turned upside down. The flat of your forearms seem to glisten with sweat, with tears, and you have to curl your bottom lip in to bite down.

“What’d ya do to yourself, doll?”

You don’t want to answer him. The truth will get you in trouble, but a lie will get you even more in trouble. There’s not an option that sounds nice, and you swear you see his knuckles turn white. They squint, brighter and brighter, rich diamonds that offer zero security. You wonder how long it’ll take for those diamonds to encrust the wall, to stud strange patterns with each thrust.

He’s waiting for an answer, but his patience isn’t safe.

“I—I… I fell down the stairs.”

That wasn’t a lie but it wasn’t the truth. No. What had happened was you managed to slip through the guards posted around this underground base. You had meticulously studied every little twist and all of the alcoves this place offered, tucked it away, and stewed on a plan to escape. Months, it had taken months, and you had finally concocted something that you believed would work. It would have. It would have, but that damn freak in the white lab coat had unlocked that hidden doorway to descend the stairs at the very same time you had begun to ascend. Panic had eaten you alive, electricity that had no ending, and you slipped. Crashing and falling, each right angle had cut into you in ways you’d never known before, rattling your bones, knocking your organs from the inside out. And you know he noticed you, but he hadn’t said a word at the time. But there’s an inkling inside of you that your tumble didn’t stay secret for long.

Kendou doesn’t like your answer.

His fists, clenched, begin to unfurl until they’re long tentacles, stretching, thick, and you’re afraid they’re going to wrap around your throat to snap your neck. He’s never truly hit you. He’s too chivalrous for that—but everyone has a threshold. Everyone has a specific amount of chemicals that can be tossed on the neurons of their brain, birthing through axons and receptors, clicking and clicking before they snap.

“That it? Ya ain’t got nothing else to tell me?”

That lab coat freak snitched on you. There’s fury and rage burning behind your teeth, but you can’t do anything. You can’t even grit your teeth, nothing, but it doesn’t stop the broiling. Why did that freak tell Kendou? The two of them never talk! You’ve never seen them interact. The only people you have ever seen Kendou interact with is that Tengai or the boss of this whole underground lair. You must be shaking, that’s why your vision starts tunneling. There’s no other explanation. You’re spinning, everything is, and you’re trying hard to make sure your feet don’t stumble and sway out from underneath you.

You shakily hum.

“N-No. Nothing at all.”

He’s going to ask why you were so close to the exit, that you know. There’s no excuse in the world that you could conjure that would explain that. Kendou knows that you know that. And now that you’ve failed, forever and ever, you’re sure things are never going to be the same. Whatever little freedoms and trust you’d garnered evaporated, completely gone, and there’s no rewinding that. Kendou is never letting you leave this room again—after all of your hard work. Frustration isn’t even a word that can fully encompass all of the vibrations in your muscles, brewing your marrow, making you so very conscious of your state of being. You’re alive, you can feel it, and you can feel all of the times Kendou’s palms have traced over your flesh, have brought you closer to him, have twisted the locks to your chains. This is it. You’re through.

Kendou exhales, and it’s almost a laugh.

“Right. ‘M not even gonna attempt to argue with you on this. Sit on the bed now, and get rid of all’a the clothes covering where you’re hurt.”

Even though you want to kick and scream, even though you want to throw yourself onto the floor and never move again, even though there are tears threatening to rain in your eyes—you acquiesce. Your legs are trembling whenever you take a step back, and you feel like you’re going to faint whenever you clumsily pivot around. Each thud of your bare foot is a gong in your heart, it makes you shake, makes you ripple like skipping stones in a pond, and you feel like you’re walking straight into your grave. How long will you have to live here? How long will this take? When will you be free? Will you ever be able to climb that stairwell to sanctity? Is there even a sanctity?

The bed takes you well whenever your body fumbles and collapses into an awkward sitting position. You stay there, and your whole body is quaking, and you wonder what Kendou’s going to do. Your hands can barely function, frozen stiff, arthritis a vying snake, but you do what you’re told. Each article of clothing weighs a million, but Kendou’s words weigh a billion.

Kendou’s gone and back in a flash, and he’s carrying what looks like a first aid kit. His fingers ensnare that little box, and you’re so very aware of how big and powerful he really is at this very moment. He sighs, and it’s pissed off, but he doesn’t do anything except speak through a low tone, whispering, hissing,

“Let me heal your wounds, babe. And once I’ve got ya all patched up, I’m going to remind you where you belong.”

An everlasting gaze, and you’re trapped right within its clutches.

[jester-writing-things]

Since you’re list said MHA (BNHA), I’ve always had this question in my head and I keep asking my friend about it, but I want to hear a different perspective! The question, what would Kendo’s thoughts be of a s/o who’s a vigilante and decided to tell her about?

Kendo with a vigilante s/o

Was curious as to why you became a vigilante but just figured something went wrong while in UA and you don’t want to be associated with them ever again

Though your strength and courage was admirable, especially since your quirk wasn’t that strong, but you managed to use it like a professional

He subconsciously becomes more protective of you, even in fights, he threw himself at Overhaul to protect you from him

He decided to try to interact with you out of the gang, he approached you while you were on patrol was complementing you on your strength and posture, saying you’d be a great fighter in the undergrounds

This is his way of puttering you up before telling you he admires you and would like to start a relationship with you

[plush-rabbit]

Kiss My Tears

A/N: Yandere, Non-Con Word Count: 3K A/N: I- You have no idea how excited I was to do this request oh my god. I hope that you liked it!! (also thanks for liking my other Rappa things) (also it happens really quick so like under the cut) ( also didn’t know if you wanted to have your user shown so i just cut it off, hope it’s all right with you!!)

He’s behind you, his weight nearly crushing you, his hand going under your chest to hold your breasts in the palm of his hands. “I protect you, right?” You nod, your forehead coming to rest against the comforter. “I buy you whatever you want. I work two jobs and all I ask is that you come home. Right?” You gasp when his hands squeeze your breasts.

His nails dig into your cleavage and you regret wearing a camisole in front of him. “Yes. Yes Rappa-”

“Call me what you always have,” he corrects, palms pressing further into your chest.

“Yes-” tears pools in your eyes and your face burns hot- “Kendo-nii.”

“I just want to protect you.” His breath is hot against your ear, lips brushing against you. “We used to be so close.” He presses his hips into your backside and you shake your head, hands gripping the comforter and pulling on it. “You don’t even sleep with me anymore.”

“I’m-” you hiccup and your body goes tense- “I’m a big girl Kendo. I don’t- We shouldn’t be sleeping in the same bed anymore.”

“Is that what your boyfriend told you?” Your eyes go wide and you swallow, choosing to remain silent rather than answer. “I hear you talking to him when you think I’m asleep. I know how you touch yourself, telling him what you’re doing-” thick fingers pull down the camisole and your breasts are bare, his fingers coming to grab at your nipples and you move under him, squirming to get away from where he starts to move his hips in a circular motion- “how you touch yourself and gasp into your phone. Am I paying your phone bill to be a little slut?” A hand leaves your chest and grips your hair, yanking you back and in the corner of your eye and you can see him staring at you. “Is that what I’m doing? Paying for my little sister to be a whore?”

You shake your head, a tear sliding down the curve of your face. “No, Kendo! I’m sorry, I just- We like each other and-”

“And what?” His nose brushes against your face and he tongue comes out to lap at the tear that marks you. It makes you shiver in disgust and fear. “You decide to hump your hand and tell him how you’re still a virgin? Are you that horny-” the word makes you squeeze your eyes shut, heat rushing to your face- “that you have to go to the first guy who shows interest in you?”

“He’s nice,” you try to defend, your hands leaving the comforter and coming to cover your face. “I’m sorry Kendo! I won’t do it again- I promise!”

His lips press against the corners of yours and you sob when the hand on your chest continues to pinch at your bud. “I’m a good brother.”

He doesn’t phrase it like a question but you still answer, nodding your head to the best of your ability, stilling yourself as his hips come to a still. “You’re the best brother!” He sighs against you and you can feel something hard press against your bum. “Kendo-nii, you’re the best! You- You do so much for me and all I am is ungrateful.” You begin to cry, tears pouring down your face as his hands move to the other breast. “You’re the best and I love you so much!” The hand around your hair tugs and a sharp pain spreads against your scalp. “Please Kendo-nii! I’m sorry!”

“Why did you go to him?” His tone takes a darker tone and you cry, shaking your head, not wanting to answer. “I showered you in attention, didn’t I? I told you how pretty you looked.” His hand leaves your chest and slides under the shorts that you wear only to be stopped when he can’t get past the waistband due to you pressed against the bed. “I could have pleasured you.”

“Kendo,” you cry, voice muffled against your palms, “we’re siblings.”

“Step,” he corrects. “We’re step-siblings. Nothing we do is taboo.” His hand finally leaves your hair and you grab at the comforter, hiding your face into it, pulling the thick blanket close to you. His hands grab your waist and he pulls you upwards, heavy, calloused hands yanking your shorts down, leaving only you in your underwear. “I can make you feel good.”

“Kendo,” you rasp out shaking your head.

“Keep saying my name,” he tells you in a whisper, his hands tough as they reach up your thighs and grab at your underwear, pulling it down and exposing your cunt. “Be a good little slut, okay? Tell me how you're a virgin and how you can’t make yourself cum.” His breath is hot against you and you whimper at the contact. “Tell big brother how good he is to you.” He kisses at your cunt and your cry is muffled. “Tell Kendo-nii how good he is for taking care of his little sister in every single way.”

He turns you over and you lay back on the bed. You look up at him through teary eyes, your hands coming up to grab your chest, legs pinched together and you’re shaking. You kick at the bed, moving yourself closer to the pillows, flinching when he starts to move, slowly coming up behind you, pulling you close to him as if you two were going to cuddle, his hands grabbing at the end of your shirt and pulling it off of you, leaving you bare in front of him. You want to hide your face from him, you want to turn it away and wish for this to end, for him to let you go so you can ignore this for the rest of your life, wanting to believe that this isn’t the step-brother that you’ve known your entire life. That this is all some, sick, deprived joke and Kendo isn’t some pervert who is about to touch his little sister where only lovers should. But the thought is thrown out the window when two thick and calloused fingers rub at the pearl between your legs.

Instinctively, you whine at the touch, legs pinching shut to trap the hand there. You can hear him chuckle, a soft kiss pressed against the side of your head. He circles your clit, moving his fingers in a steady pace that has you biting your lip. You can feel acid rise in your mouth at the action. His hand leaves your cunt for a second, fingers going up to disappear into his mouth, tasting your sweet nectar that has leaked over him. The fingers return to you, circling and sliding down your slit. His index teases around the entrance and you still, your legs kicking onto the mattress.

“Kendo,” your voice is tight and your breathing going ragged- “no. Please, I’m a virgin. Kendo-”

He calls your name, pressing kisses against you, his index going back to circle around your clit. “It’s okay. I won’t hurt you,” he murmurs against you. “I’ll go nice and slow. Let you feel real good.”

You shake your head, your hands leaving your breasts to grab at his wrist. “It’ll hurt,” you whine, hoping that he’ll have some type of compassion in him and- as sick as it makes you feel even thinking about- continue to rub at your clit and play with your breasts.

He sighs and his hand stills. “Has big brother ever hurt you?” You shake your head “no” in response. “Then just relax. Let me take care of you.”

Once more, he circles around your clit, his index dragging down to slit to rim around your entrance. You let a moan escape your lips, feeling your face burn in shame. You can feel his smile against you and his index works faster, pushing inside of you. Even a finger is too thick, pushing deep inside of you, stretching your virgin walls and right now, he’s the only one to have entered you, to touch you and feel how your inside squish and melt against him. He pumps the finger, curling it softly inside of you, petting your gummy walls. A hand grabs at your breast and your hands slowly remove themselves from his wrists, grabbing at the bottom of your shirt while tears continue to form, making your vision grow blurry. His finger pinches at your nipple, tugging on the sensitive bud and watching you arch your back.

His index leaves your hole and you have to bite the inside of your cheeks to keep yourself from calling his name. Two deft fingers explore around your newly stretched hole, dipping the tips of his fingers into you, slowly spreading you and the pain is sharp and you turn your head into his chest, whimpering as tears bead in the corners of your eyes. He quiets you down, curling his fingers inside, pushing himself to the knuckle to rub at the spot that makes you curl your toes, a shaky gasp escaping past your lips.

You can feel your body begin to grow tense, a heat that pools in your belly as something lodges itself in your throat. The pain on your cunt has begun to fade, twist into something pleasurable where you’re gasping and shaking, slowly moving your hips against his hand.

“Kendo,” you murmur, clenching your sex. “Kendo, stop.” You can feel your high approaching. The breathlessness that takes place, the tight pull of your muscles as if they might snap, the ache in your belly where the heat has begun to grow into something intense and you don’t want it to happen. You don’t want to combust into flames in front of someone that you have known all your life. You don’t think you could ever face him again if you released onto his fingers.

“You’re almost there,” he says in a caring voice, his fingers curling and petting. “Look at me,” he asks of you, nudging his head against yours.

You look at him and you must look to him. Your face is flushed, teary eyes and a loko of shattered innocence and hurt must be across your features. But you also know that you must look twisted to him. The sweet, innocent sister is gone. You’re close, aching for his fingers to curl inside of you, the heavy flush on your face one of lust, one of your hands on your chest as it rubs your nipple while the other grabs onto the bottom of his shirt. You’ll be a good sister for him, a good, little slut as long as he keeps his promise to make you feel good, your legs coming out bent as your hips move to meet his fingers. He smiles at you and presses his lips against yours and as sick as it is, you return it. You move your lips against his, nervous and hesitant against his eager ones, opening your mouth to let his tongue slip in, moaning around him and going to clutch at his chest, arching your chest into his hand. The kiss is heavy, making you lose your breath, saliva past the corners as he laps it with his tongue, moving his head down, leaving you covered in open-mouthed kisses, covering you in love bites, marking you as his and he moves your hand, wrapping his mouth around your breast.

“Kendo!” You cry, your hands coming to grab the back of his head, pushing him closer to you. You repeat his name, your sex coming tight around him as his tongue pushes your nipple in his mouth, lips wrapped tight as he sucks in your niple with hollowed cheeks.

His tongue comes out to flick rapidly at your pebbled bud, your moans and cries music to his ears as he continues his assault on your lust-filled haze, taking his sweet time to let his innocent step-sister come to their first high, to hear his name in those breathy tones that he longed for. He wants to hear you say that you want this. He wants to hear the soft cries of his name, to have you beg for him to stretch you with his cock, to fill his pretty little sister with his seed until her belly swells. He wants you to love him the way he has always loved you. He wants to have you crave nothing but him and his cock, to don the cute wife attire and wear frilly clothing, waiting for him to come back. To eat dinner with you as a lover and bend you over a table, and fill you over and over until you’re drooling and taking his cock like the good, little slut that you are.

“My good, little slut,” he moans against your mouth. “What a pretty girl you are.” He knows how well you do with praise. He can hear you through the walls, asking the no-good boyfriend of yours if you’re doing good, if the pictures you sent were pretty and time and time again, you never received the praise you wanted. You were never called a good girl by him, you were never told how pretty and cute you looked. But he’s not in the picture anymore. Kendo is. And your big brother is going to give you everything. “You’re such a good girl,” he murmurs. “Taking my fingers. What a good girl you are. So pretty and obedient. Who’s a good girl?” His kisses you again, moaning and growing hard, straining against his pants. “Who’s my perfect, little girl? Who’s the best sister?” He can’t wait to stick his cock in you, to stretch and fill you up. “You are, yes you are. My perfect, little sister.”

It seems that praise really does it for you. You release against his fingers, thighs shaking and walls pulsing against him, and keep a tight hold on him, eyes shut tight. You cry his name and shake, repeating the words until they are all but a breath. You call for him, clutching at him and pressing your lips feverishly against his face in wet kisses. The pleasure makes you see stars and colors, and all that runs through your mind is Kendo. You’re hot and heavy, thinking irrational and you beg for his cock, your hands rubbing over the strain, begging for him to fill you up.

“Please Kendo,” you sob. “I want your cock. I want you inside of me, please,” you sob. “I want to feel good. I want to make you feel good. My big brother. Kendo-nii, please, let me make you feel good.”

He wastes no time in hearing your words. He clothes himself, tossing them somewhere in the room and fixes you on the bed, muffling your pleading with a kiss, as he enters you. And he knows that you’re sobbing, that you’re clawing on his back because it hurts to be so full and stretched at once, and he waits, waits until your crying has turned to whimpers, waits until your lips move away from his and you hide your face in the crook of his neck, your hands clinging to his hair and your legs wrapped around him. He waits until you start to move yourself and then he’s humping your body, feeling how your walls pull him in for a tight hug.

He knows that he’s bigger than average, takes great pride at the girth and size of his cock. How it can bulge and thicken, the swell of it great at the base as he pushes himself deep inside of you. He doesn’t want to remove himself from you, he doesn’t want to slow down the face pace that he has and when he looks down at you, your eyes have rolled to the back of your head, a heavy flush across your face and a dazed smile on you. You look at peace. Content with taking his cock. Kendo knows that one day, you’ll be able to take his cock without complaint, that he’s get to pick you up and keep your lowered on him, to warm his cock day and night until you’re a drooling mess- and with how you’ve already begun to, he can check that part of the list off- how he can use you as a personal sex doll. He grunts at the thought and continues to fuck your body, moaning your name and holding your breast in a hand as the other holds your back and pushes you further against him.

He knows how desperate you get when you’re in a daze- the mess that you become. How you leak over your clothes and play with yourself constantly. He knows that he’s the only one who can care for you. He’s panting above you, pulling you for another kiss which you return and his heart swells at the thought of you loving him. He pushes inside of you with a grunt and he spills his seed inside of you. You cry his name and he cries yours and he doesn’t stop his thrusts, going until tears spring to his eyes due to the sensitivity, and you kiss at his cheek where a tear falls, copying his action and making it sweeter.

When he pulls away, you cling to him. He holds you close to his chest and kisses your face and you hold onto him. “Kendo-nii,” you say in a gentle voice, a finger twirling his hair, “I’m dirty.” There’s nothing sinister in your eyes, your mind completely foggy with arousal and the post-sex. You don’t push away from him, you lay on top of him, your cunt leaking with his seed. For now, he’s taken advantage of the swirling emotions, of the desire to release, and when you come to, he’ll take care of you again. Like he’s always has.

He smiles and shakes his head, placing you to rest on your back. “I’ll clean you up.” He kisses the top of your head and rises from bed, his soft cock sticky against his thigh. “My good, little slut.” He smiles sweetly at you and pushes back your hair.

[magpie-scribbles]

I just read your rappa alphabet and I NEEEED to know more about what he’s like with a Femdom!!! I can’t imagine an absolute UNIT like him ever giving up control in the bedroom!!!

Rappa while an extremely dominant and rough individual, majorly gets off when you take control in the bedroom. Mind you this wont be easy and he loves the challenge of defying you and trying to get you to give up and submit to him. However when you finally reel him in and get him to submit to you. He is utterly and completely turned on. He's so used to being the one in charge and fuck if it isn't one of the hottest things on the planet when you boss him around. He will test you, you just need to remind him whose boss and he'll crumble beneath you.

[quirkfics]

Oh can I request kendo rappa with rasp pls 👀👀? Thank you!

His voice is nothing more than a rasp of a growl, making you shake as it rumbles against your ear. Rappa's hands curl into the sheets on either side of your head, chest pressed tightly to your back- and pauses.

"Still sure about this?" He asks, long hair pooling over his shoulder onto the bed, and he shifts his legs, pressing-

"Yes," you get out, and its almost funny, seeing your hand next to his, but the roll of his hips has any thought of laughter dying in your throat.

[ko-riacchi]

Coming up Next

Writing my next prompt right now:  “I’m going to fucking ruin you.” starring Rappa Kendo. This one is gonna be a long one, oh boy...

I really wanna finish this baby today