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lelelenaxx · 11 months
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Afab!reader
Will literally beg on both his knees for you to ride his face
“Baby please… just wanna feel you in top of my face and be smothered in your pussy. Please baby?” How could you say no to that pretty face of his?
So you take of your pants and underwear and straddle his face. His smile drawn wide and he’s excited. You hover over his face, contemplating whether or not you should push your weight down onto him.
But while you’re trying to reassure yourself, arms wrap around your thighs and push you down, his mouth is sucking and pushing his tongue through your folds and circling around you’re clit
One hand grips the headboard and one is in his hair. Tugging harshly as he brings you through a haven of pleasure.
Your mind slowly fogs up, only being able to focus on his tongue and his mouth. Desperately grinding upon his face. Crying out in pleasure as he recklessly digs his tongue into your aching pussy.
When you reach your orgasm he pushes you right down onto his face, while your body is twitching from sensation he is still digging his tongue inside of you. Devouring the delicious taste of your juices.
KAWATA TWINS ISTG, Hakkai, DRAKEN, Rindou, Eren, JEAN, Kenma, NISHINOYA, AKAASHI, bokuto, Suna, MIYA TWINS, Constance, Megumi, GOJO
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smiley-babe · 7 months
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princess of daydreams
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knight!megumi x princess!reader
Warning: heavy pining, masturbation, corruption kink, implied virginity loss, implied unprotected sex (pull out method used).
An: this was only supposed to be a drabble ._. got carried away.
minors do not interact/ 18+ only
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He’s always been stoic. A true rule follower to his core. He luckily hasn’t had to go out and risk his life for a pointless war that brings nothing but death for months only for the two kingdoms to come to a stupid truce. That’s the one thing he doesn’t see himself doing. Fighting to keep up with a king’s inflated ego. That’s why he was happy to be assigned under the royal guard. But that wasn’t the only reason he was content with his position.
Sapphire orbs drink up layers of ribbon and silks every time he sees you. He hated those huge puffy dresses on you, obscuring him from seeing your true frame. Makes him feel perverted when he thinks any of those thoughts and they’re so often. He sits up straighter every time you pass him. When your eyes meet he feels his throat dry and his hands clam up. Then there’s that sweet smile you always greet him with.
That moment always feels like sunshine beaming on his face. Like the air was sucked from his lungs and he has to take a gulp of fresh air. It gets to him so bad. That smile replays in his daydreams when his mind isn’t occupied with anything else. It’s even worse at night when his imagination really takes over.
Alone in his own chambers, he imagines what you look like in your night clothes or maybe even nothing at all. He feels so ashamed when he becomes aroused from the thought. Megumi always imagines what you would whisper to him if he had you here with him. He wonders if you would be hesitant in the case of keeping your innocence because of your status.
He thinks about corrupting you, convincing you to give him your first time under the idea that he’s helping you, showing you how to please your future husband. And you, so sweet and naive, give it to him willingly so you can be a good future wife.
Megumi shudders thinking about your pretty lips wrapped around his cock, instructing you not to use your teeth. Your mouth would be so warm and he wants to cum in it so bad and tell you to swallow it. He feels sick for thinking about kissing you afterwards.
Then he gets you under him, preps you so sweetly since it’s your first time and you need lubrication. Instead he just wanted to taste you. He thinks about how good you probably taste and how you would squirm from his tongue. He would make sure you finish on his mouth before trying out his fingers. He starts with one and soothes you when you cry, kissing away your tears. He would admire your beauty here and silently wish you were his. Then the second finger. By then you’re moving your hips in tandem with his fingers and you come undone again.
It’s so warm, with your bodies pressed together and nothing but the moonlight illuminating your guys’ features. With a couple sloppy kisses shared Megumi lines himself up with your purity. This is the part of the imagination where Megumi starts to touch himself.
Rough, calloused hands, used to holding a sword, grasps his hard cock. He sighs out, jaw slacking a bit and sapphire eyes closing. He smears the pre dribbling from his slit onto his cock. His hips rock to fuck up into his fist and he moans softly from the slight relief. He knows you would feel so much better wrapped around him.
His imagination runs wild with the thought of finally easing himself into you. He would shush you when you cry out to him that it hurts. “You want to be a noble wife, right? Then we can’t get caught. Quiet my lady.” He gets halfway before pulling out and pushing back in even farther. It starts to get easier for you to take him, your cunt opening up for him with every slight push of his hips.
Your nails dig into his strong forearms as you whine and keen for him. His lips mold with yours to shush you and he changes the position slightly to spread you even more open for him. The back of your knees rest in the crooks of his elbows and the pain returns again as he digs himself deeper into you. He wants to curse aloud and moan out your name so you know what you do to him.
“S- sir it’s deep,” you whisper to him as he keeps his pace slow.
“That’s the point,” he speaks in the dark. “Your husband is going to want to impregnate you the first night of your marriage. He needs to be close to your womb. Therefore this position is very common.” You don’t even question him because Megumi makes you feel safe. He’s supposed to. He’s a knight of the royal guard.
His hand speeds up and a hiss sounds from his lips as he imagines his balls clapping against against your ass every time he thrusts back in. He thinks about how well you would take it despite being a sweet little virgin. And all because you want to please your future husband, whoever he shall be. But in that moment you’re Megumi’s and Megumi’s alone.
You two try to stay quiet but it feels too good. Each other’s names whispered against your lips as you shared sweet kisses. A groan and a curse from Megumi and a shaky moan and whimpers from you. The bed creaks a bit from all the movement and Megumi can feel himself getting close. “I’m almost there,” he moans softly. You pull him in for another kiss, this one a bit messier and needier than the others.
It has him flinging to the edge and it disappoints him that he has to pull out. But he does, stroking his pretty cock over your body, cumming with a low, “fuck”.
He spills into his hand, some of it getting onto his lower abdomen. In his daydream though, he finishes on your bosom that he still wishes he could see with his own eyes.
Here comes the shame that approaches with these nightly thoughts. He shouldn’t be thinking about even doing that to you. But he always wonders if you would take him up on the offer if he ever asked. With a sigh he cleans himself up and takes himself back to bed, absolutely angry at himself for wanting to corrupt the princess.
Meanwhile he doesn’t know that you think of him, the pretty knight that fights with the fierceness of fire, when playing in your pretty cunt. Your nightly routine also included a made up scenario of him accompanying you to his chamber and filling you to the brim. Maybe one day you’ll order him to your room so you can enact your fantasy. But for now you two rely on your imagination to get you through these lonely nights.
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tags: @luxekeyah @chosovixen @noritopia
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slttygeto · 1 year
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NO NUT NOVEMBER
synopsis: eager, needy boys are so good. the ones who have self control, though? even better.
c.w: overstimulation, dirty talk, oral (fem! receiving), dom! reader (second half), riding, subby boys.
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—lasts the entirety of the month: rocks your shit the moment it’s done.
you’ve tested your limits before around each other, coming to the realization that you were more than okay with overstimulation with him but this— this was too much for you.
your sobs were loud and clear, one hand pushing at his head while the other gripped the pillow for dear life as his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked hard.
“f-fuck— too much, ‘s too much please—“ your chest stuttered as you tried to inhale, hazy eyes locking with his own lustful ones. you were starting to think that he was long gone, too pussy drunk to be able to comprehend that he was pushing you beyond your limit. yet he somehow knew that you were more than okay with this considering the fact that your safe word didn’t even try to roll on your tongue.
“cmon i know you can give me one more,” two of his fingers slid inside you with so much ease, biting his bottom lip as he watched your arousal drip down his wrist.
“you’re fucking drenched— you’ve been wanting this as much as I have, yeah?”
your response being a timid nod didn’t help the man between your legs, a growl emitting from the back of his throat as he pressed his lips to your clit, his fingers setting an unforgiving pace inside your cunt.
“yeah, fuck I know you have. pretty pussy can’t get enough of me, isn’t that right?”
maybe you should do this more often if it meant getting to hear more of his filthy mouth.
haitani ran, mitsuya takashi, ken ryuguji, hanma shuji, kawata nahoya.
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—lasts about one week: he was determined! but he’s so weak for you :(
hearing him whine against your lips was something you will never get tired of. he sat on the couch and tried to busy himself with whatever was on the TV, avoiding even staring at your figure felt like you were being punished as well and for such a stupid challenge.
and so you straddled his lap with so much ease, the shirt you were wearing riding up to reveal that you weren’t wearing any panties under— and with how your pussy was pressed against his aching hard on along with your glossy lips, he decided that enough is enough. his friends can laugh all they want, he needed to be inside you.
“oh shit— oh fuck I missed this,” his head was thrown back, panting heavily as he stared down at your pussy swallowing every inch of him so greedily. he tried to hold back his moan, yet when your wrapped a hand around his neck and pushed his head back on the couch, he couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his lips.
“don’t you dare keep quiet on me. I’ve been fucking dying to have you like this under me,” whatever took over you, he was grateful for it. he’s never seen you be this dominant and honestly? he wasn’t complaining.
he tried to keep his cool, tried to thrust up into you even— yet his efforts went down the drain the moment you started bouncing on his cock and suddenly he couldn’t stop the noises falling past his lips.
“shit—ah, you’re so good—“ truly a pussy whipped boy. but this would teach him not to participate in such stupid challenges.
takemichi hanagaki, chifuyu matsuno, kawata souya, kisaki tetta (hear me out), shinichiro sano.
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His Best Girl | Tim/Masky
Warning: p in v, overstim, oral f receiving, mad Tim/Masky, Tim/Masky wanting to reward his favorite girl, soft dom Tim/Masky
x Fem! Reader
Tim had came home angry today, muttering something about Jeff and a missed target. You knew his special business, and didn’t really care. That’s probably why Tim liked you so much, you were so bright, and he wanted to protect your flame.
His counterpart, Masky, was much more possessive. Though, today you had Tim, an irritated Tim in need of relaxation.
“Hey baby,” you murmured against his chest, hugging him softly from the doorway he just came through.
“Hey babe,” his tense face relaxed and he kissed your forehead. You looked up at him cheekily.
“What’re you giving me that look for, sweets—“ he was cut off by your gentle kiss. Savoring the moment, he held you by the jaw and pulled your face away.
Tim stared at you adoringly for a couple seconds and kissed you back lightly. You had attempted to speed up, but his only reaction was putting a hand around your neck and the other around your waist. He controlled your pace gently.
“What’re you so desperate for, huh?” Tim laughed lightly, breaking away.
“Did you miss me?” He asked, you nodded your head in a defeated manner, pouting at him.
“Aw, you’re so cute, baby. Can I see how wet you are? I know you like it when my hands on your neck…”
“Please,” you muttered, looking up at him.
Tim hummed and continued your sweet kisses, his hand that was on your waist made it into your pants. Your pajama shorts making his job easier. He rubbed the outside of your underwear, causing you to shiver in the kiss.
Teasingly, he tapped at your clit, to which your body jolted with. Tim chuckled lightly at your bodies movements, he knew you couldn’t help it. Slowly, he made his move around the house and into your bedroom, dragging you along with him.
There was a switch. Tim paused after he let your body rest on your silk baby blue comforter. The sun casting beautiful stories on your body through the blinds. Your legs were spread as you laid back, shorts halfway on and shirt all the way up.
Tim’s eyes were darker, and you knew it was now Masky. He took a second to search his surroundings before his eyes laid on you. Masky chuckled deeply, “aren’t you such a good girl?”
“Y-yes,” you muttered. You took off your shirt and shorts while you were at it. Masky taking quick notice of the wet patch between your legs on your underwear.
Masky mockingly pouted, “aw, need me to take care of you? Poor baby, can’t even take care of herself…”
You bucked your hips to him, in response he slipped off your underwear quickly and spread your legs forcefully wide. The cold air on your leaking cunt made you shiver, but it was quickly replaced by Masky’s warm tongue.
It was a sick game, really. Masky played with your folds for a bit, soaking up your taste before he really went in for his meal.
He switched inbetween your clit and back to your aching hole. Eventually though, he stuffed his thick fingers in you and curled them upwards. The ridges of his knuckles hitting your walls deeply as he sucked on your clit.
Masky continuously licked upwards at your clit and circled it, creating a cruel pattern of pleasure. Your ambrosia dribbled down his chin and hand as your wet came out of you with every thrust.
Your mind grew hazy at his routine, stomach seeming to tighten as he sped up to near impossible speeds.
That was one thing you liked about Masky, he was way more durable for long sex and was near impossible to satisfy quickly. He always needed more of you.
Eventually, your back arched and the cord in your body cut. Your pussy fluttered against Masky’s repetitive movements, and you didn’t know how to react to the pleasure.
“Cmon, honey. Make it to at least three for me and we’ll be done, alright?” He mumbled into you, not giving you a break from his pleasurable torture.
“I-I’ll—ngh— try!” You whimpered out as Masky sped his pace once more.
You could feel your slick exiting your body from your previous orgasm, Masky only soaked it up in his mouth. His chin dripping onto the comforter. They’d have to wash that later.
With already orgasming, you could quickly feel your second one approaching. Especially with how Masky was sucking in your pussy, he practically bathed in it. You’ve never seen him this desperate before.
You couldn’t keep still, your legs continuously clenched and unclenched. You had attempted to shut them, but Masky wouldn’t allow that.
Masky made sure to eat you good and well before he’d fuck you. By the end of his attacks on your cunt, you were shaking relentlessly and body constantly twitching from cumming so much.
Jesus, you were so hot to him. “Do you think you could handle one more baby? Just one more,” he practically whined out in a husky breath.
Masky humped you through his jeans, now leaning over your body. His head lay in the nook of your shoulder. Your pussy fluttered as his jeans came into contact.
“Y-Yes, but quick-“ you had mumbled back quietly, letting out small whimpers as his jeans nudged you.
Desperately, Masky unzipped his pants. He never took his clothes off, it made him strangely horny to see you so lewd while he remained modest.
He tapped his dick on your clit a couple times, relishing in watching your pussy tense before slowly starting his way inside.
Masky’s cock was thick, though not too long. Only about 5-6 inches, but the girth always had you panting. It didn’t hurt much, only a light burn before he started speeding up.
“Remember, sweets, only one-“ Masky was cut off by his own moan.
“God you’re so tight for me baby. My sweet girl, god. You make me feel so good— ngh!”
You could feel yourself practically milking his cock, he was pulsing inside you. “G-god I could just be in you forever.”
His face was so pretty when I’m the moment, ironically he was thinking the same about you. Your hair had rested like a halo upon your head, contrasting the bed comforter.
The sun had started going down, but a small peak of sunlight had made you seem like a goddess to him.
Masky had gotten more desperate as his orgasm crept up to him. His pelvis hitting your clit lightly, causing you to jerk with every thrust on accident. He celebrated these accidents though.
You could feel yourself getting tighter, feeling as if you were about to burst. Masky the same. He never thought he could find a women like you.
As the two of you shared an orgasm, Masky thought about how bad he was at words. He could never get out how much he appreciated you, but he could always show it through actions. Masky could never get enough of how sweet you were, literally.
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pwncez · 1 year
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  ℋℰ𝒜ℛ𝒯ℱℰℒ𝒯 ℱℛℰℰ𝒮𝒯𝒴ℒℰ .ᐟ
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꒰ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 . . . ꒱ 6.9k word count , fem reader ( she / her prns ) , kinda self insertion but it's veri veri loose , ass eating ( nahoya's like . . literally obsessed w it ) , daddy kink , oral sex ( f -> m ) , dacryphilia, established relationship , pet name usage ( ex. mama, pretty, baby ) , squirting , slight brat taming , kinda gets slow n soft near the middle :c ! minors do not interact !
milkie’z note to you .ᐟ . . . ໒꒰ྀི ੭ ˃̵ ˕ ˂̵ ꒱ྀི੭ hoyahoyahoyahoyahoyaaaaaa ( changed up mi post layout again shhh ).
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animal crossing new horizons is not a game you revel in lightly.
you don’t play it for stress relief. you’re aware that the game has been meticulously crafted to be a soothing, withal innovative experience made to relax its player, however, given the amount of DIYs, sea creatures, fossils, and insects you still have yet to collect, not including the fact that you also only have three of your dream islanders which, irregardless, leaves seven you have to augment nook miles for — animal crossing new horizons quickly becomes plain out stressful.
“oh my god,” you’re whining when your thumb jabs into the letter ‘ A, ‘ which causes your character to attempt to let the net she’s holding fall and swoop up a tarantula. only, you miss, which causes the spider to freeze in initial anger and terror then run after you.
quickly, you fight to run away by holding down the letter B and immediately heading in the direction of one of your islander’s homes for refuge. “c’mon, c’mon, c’mon.” adrenaline is coursing through your veins which has your thigh length, socked feet shooting up behind you as you lay on your tummy. you make it past your museum, nook shop, and finally, your favorite villager’s marshall’s home is in sight before — two things happen.
one, when you lift your finger off of B to press A and open the door to marshall’s cute, little cabin, that split second between your thumb switching buttons has the spider ramming head first into your character which has her fainting and the screen fading into a mocking black. and, two, the doorbell rings.
you scream into your oversized, hello kitty squishmallow and kick your feet to express your inner frustration in the form of a mini tantrum. “stupid. f-freakin’. spider. oh my god, i hate you! i hate this game, never playin’ it again, i swear to god.” 
you’re pouting and grumbling when sliding out of bed to land on your feet and pad them across your soft, fuzzy pink carpet, out of your bedroom, down the hall, and to your front door. 
you don’t bother checking the peephole because you already know who’s going to be standing on the other side after unlocking the chain lock and untwisting the others to open the door. 
“hey, baby.”
nahoya’s giving you a pretty smile and immediately bending at his waist to kiss your cheek and gather you in a tight hug, furthermore leaving you to have to stand on your tip toes to reach up and drape your arms across the back of his neck to hug him back. “hi, ‘hoya,” you hum softly, close your eyes, and let yourself melt into the scent of roasted garlic, green onions, oak, and soap. it’s an odd mix, but you love it most because it’s a fragrance only tended to him. “come in.”
your hand finds itself wrapped around the singular digit of his index finger so that you can drag him further inside your cozy, little apartment and out of the sharp winds of november that howls and blows against your windows outside. 
he kicks off his shoes, throws his keys inside of the dish that houses yours beside the door, then unzips his puffy, red north face coat. “i made dinner,” you smile and take a few steps backwards which has you standing diagonal to the entrance of your living room. “are you hungry?”
fatigue reads clear within the radiant, benign light brown of his eyes, but he still gives a small smirk and nods his head up and down lightly. “know i love your cookin’,” he utters. “what did my baby make?”
you try not to let your happiness show too broadly, but it fails to work ‘cause you still shoot up on your tip toes with a small squeak and big smile. “u-uh, i made spicy shrimp pasta and cheesy garlic bread.”
“mhmm?”
“mhmm.”
you watch him walk inside of the kitchen, open the fridge, then reach for the plate that sits on the top shelf, wrapped tightly with tin foil and a pink post - it note sat on top with a messy scribble of ‘ hoya ♡ ‘ written on it in glittery, orange ink. 
“warm it up and eat, okay?” the lazy, familiar drawl of animal crossing’s theme music makes your fingers twitch in the direction of your bedroom. “i gotta go finish my game.”
nahoya doesn’t mind. he’s aware that you’ve been a little obsessed with the game since he bought it for your birthday, makes him happy to see you enjoying it so much. he watches you bounce down the hall, your hair wrapped cutely in two buns with ribbons tied around them catching his attention. he can’t help but let the corner of his mouth lift tiredly into a little chuckle. “cute ass.”
he eats his food at the dining room table, using the split moment of silence, free from the sounds of shouted orders, banging utensils, and sizzling meats to recollect his mental sanity and relax. he isn’t surprised to feel the feeling come no less than a minute later. this is why he adores your home. 
it’s cozy . . intimate . . warm. a champagne toast scented, three wick candle flickers brightly in the center of your rustic, wood living room table, shrouding your home with the scent of juicy tangerine and sparkling berries, there’s pictures of you and your closest friends hung on your fridge door with cute, sanrio themed magnets, and the ones of you and him are clipt on the freezer’s. carpet, the color of a rosy blush, covers almost each and every corner of your entire apartment and your lights have all been dimmed to allow some brilliance, if needed, though not too much.
nahoya fucking loves it here. 
he finishes his food with a final burp loud enough to be heard through your neighbor’s walls, not at all startled to hear your responding ‘ew!’ echo from down the hall which makes him snicker. after cleaning his plate, he trudges down to your bedroom, his absolute, most favorite room in your house.
and there you lay, on your tummy in your canopy bed whose posts are draped with twinkling fairy lights set to the color periwinkle. you have another candle burning in here, a single wick, and nahoya doesn’t know what this one is called but it smells a lot like vanilla and cream. your comforters are fuzzy and pink, and too many fucking plushies cover the plane of your entire mattress, but nahoya still drags himself over to the edge, lets his knees fall first, then his torso, before his face which falls into the cheeks of your exposed ass with a thick plap.
you gasp at the same time your body tenses up. “n- . . nahoya!”
a breath is pushed out of his nose and your face screws with discomfort when you feel the air brush against your scarcely veiled pussy. “shh,” he mumbles. “lemme have this.”
you’re wearing nothing but his old, high school letterman jacket, a short halter top, and a pink and white striped thong. when exposed, fuck, even when covered, nahoya has his face laid upon the cheeks of your ass. it’s perfect to him. soft, plump, jiggly, and kneadable. there’s been multiple occurrences of him being able to take a full, two hour nap right here, with his face either laid within, or upon, the cheeks of your booty. and today was bad, a little bit more stressful than the others, and nahoya needs a whiff like he needs oxygen to survive. 
thankfully, he catches you on a good day, or rather, a time where you’re distracted. ‘cause usually you like to fight him on this — pushing, wriggling, and huffing until you tire yourself out and finally allow him to have what he wants. tonight, you just give a bratty grumble before he hears your little fingers go back to pressing on the buttons and knobs of your nintendo switch console. “seem tired, baby,” you utter. “how was work?”
nahoya doesn’t want to think about it. he doesn’t want to think about the lunch rush that had him so overwhelmed that his younger brother had to bring it upon himself to escort him back to their office just so that he was able to take a breather, he doesn’t want to think about any of it. “mm,” he grumbles and buries his face further so that it can sink deeper within your skin like waning sand. “tired. jus’ wanna sleep.”
you pout. you hate how he sounds — quiet and frail. “ ‘kay, bubba. get some rest.” you’ll let him indulge. just this once.
and you think he listens, too. because he clearly gets comfortable, and about a minute later, you’re able to realize that his breathing has gotten slower and deeper, proving he had dozed off. 
‘ 250 turnips! sure! how about if i offer you 2,650 bells? ‘
“oh, fuck no, timmy.” you use the A button to exit your character out of the conversation promptly and leave the nook shop without a second wasted. near the back of your mind, you’re wondering if you should make nahoya a cup of tea. you know that it has always been able to help you de-stress, however, that’ll require you having to move, and as much as you want to say that you aren’t enjoying your current position as much as he is, you are. 
you think it’s cute. you consider his booty naps you guys’ relationship’s thing now — just as forehead touches, inside jokes, and pinkie linking were others’.
“stop moving.”
your spine pulls straight when you hear his voice grumble out the demand quietly. he did fall asleep, you hear it in his throat because his tone has grown deeper . . more gravely. 
“oh.” you were moving — lightly swinging your hips back and forth to the nonexistent beat playing in you head. you hadn’t even realized. “sorry.”
nahoya takes in a sizeable inhale then blows it out in one, big huff — the action has a thick gust of air blowing straight against your cunny again and it makes you mewl a sound of discomfort. “mmm.” a shuffle here, squirm there, then nahoya’s back comfortable and closing his eyes once more. he feels tired, he is tired, but you smell like fine jasmine, roses, and baby powder and what had started off as innocent quickly grows wayward. 
or let you tell it, “n- . . nahoya you’re such a pervert! stop it.”
his fingers lightly trail up the skin of your calves, backs of your thighs, to your ass cheeks so that he can dig them into the soft flesh to anchor a firm grip then spread them further apart. he sucks in a deep inhale. “oh fuck.”
your face feels like it’s broiling. he’s sniffing your ass. “can . . y-you freaking quit it?” you’re snapping your head over your shoulder to catch an eyeful of peach ringlets and his pretty, ringed fingers giving weak, feeble squeezes to your butt. 
“feels like i haven’t seen you in forever, mama.” nahoya finally pulls his head up so that he can gaze into your eyes when his lips alight a kiss at the base of your spine, right between the craters of your back dimples and right there upon the tribal, pink inked heart of your tattoo. 
your eyes are going a little unfocused, nahoya can tell because your glossed lips split the tiniest bit open to allow your breathing to past from them and your body sinks just the slightest bit deeper into your mattress. “ ‘s only,” you swallow and watch his kisses trace higher and higher, pushing the jacket you wore all the way up until he reaches your neck and your eyes involuntarily droop closed when his soft lips find your nape. “ ‘s only been a w-week, ‘hoya.”
“mhm,” he hums and follows the path of your neck when your head falls between your shoulders. 
you mimic a soft, “mhm,” letting your torso get lifted an inch higher so that his hands can envelop your tits within his palms. 
his voice is quiet when he murmurs, “week too long. miss you all the time . . every day.” his body melts into yours like gelatin on plastic on a scorching, hot summer day. chest to back, crotch to ass. granted, nahoya isn’t necessarily big in the sense of physique — he has finely chiseled abdominal muscles with a groove nestled between his pecs and his biceps are strong enough for him to lift a family sized sofa without much of a hitched breath, it’s more of his height that seems to make you always feel so small.
six foot three and a half. you sometimes play a little dumb and like to ask him how tall he was again just so he’d tell you, “six three,” he always utters while pouring steaming hot broth over two bowls of ramen, around a mouthful of minty foam while brushing his teeth, while flicking through channels on the television — he says it like it’s nothing.
“h-hoya,” you whine his name with little to no true ill intent underscoring your tone. “i wanna play my game.”
his teeth nips a small bite at the shell of your ear. you can feel him smiling when you shiver. “you can still play your game, baby. go ahead.”
doesn’t mean he’s going to stop. he watches you attempt to get back into the swing of things and grins when he notices that your fingers are trembling where they attempt to push at the buttons and knolls of the console. 
so, back down he goes — hooking the four of his fingers on both hands inside the thin straps of this little fucking thong and peeling it down your legs. he has to lift up on his knees to allow some room for him to slip them all the way off and gives a placid hum when you help by lifting your hips and kicking the scrap of fabric off for when it tangles at your ankle. 
nahoya’s amazed. seeing his fingers melt into the skin of your ass and thighs each time he braces a grip on you is fascinating to him. nothing but skin automatically gives and goes to canopy around the digits of them, letting the man know that perhaps you were just too soft.
he doesn’t want to do anything right now aside from letting his fingers bend and wiggle against the side dips of your ass cheeks so that he can make them jiggle from side to side as his lips stow a few, sweet kisses across the cups. 
and it’s innocent enough. the fog your brain had dropped itself in clears up within a minute and you’re back to placing your full, undivided attention on your video game.
“oh my god.” 
you shiver and jolt with surprise when there’s a slow, broad lick up the puckered hole of your ass. your eyes bulge, fingers shoot up, and body grows tensed when nahoya does it again — only this time he spreads the globes of your butt further apart to get a better taste. “ ‘s this okay, baby?” nahoya’s voice is low and breathy before he does it again and again, with his eyes looking up at the back of your head underneath the fine aril of his eyelashes.
your mind is so easy to break.
you’re not even sure when you decide to drop your switch all together to find comfort in gripping your favorite cinnamoroll squishmallow and panting into the soft plush for ease and nurture, but you find that it has to be sometime after nahoya asks you again with a gentle, hushed, “huh?” before waiting until you gave him a shy, little nod. 
nahoya would be fucking lying if he said he hadn’t imagined what it’d be like to eat your pretty ass out — quite literally. he’d be an even bigger liar if he said he has never chafed his shaft and drew his balls empty with the amount of times he jerked off to one pretty picture you had sent of you seated on your haunches, and the camera angled at just the right side angle to give him the perfect view of your skimpily cladded pussy with one, chubby lip threatening to spill over the crotch and nothing but a simple string of fabric shielding that tight, little pucker from sight.
he doesn’t think he wants to fuck you in it — thinks it’d hurt you too bad. he adores toying with your pain threshold, twisting and pinching your adorable, little nipples, slapping your clit, sinking his teeth into any area of soft skin he finds desirable until the indent of them remained depressed into it for days — but not to the point of true, blubbering, pain - rooted tears.
he’s thinking aloud when he quietly murmurs, “maybe i’ll buy a pretty, pink plug for my baby though,” while his thumb smears the laminate of spit he had glazed all over your hole before carefully attempting to dip inside. 
your next inhale is sharper than the last.
at his words or actions, he doesn’t know. because it’s then when he decides to attempt to delve the tip of his tongue deeper past that tight ring of muscle for a more generous taste.
you moan.
his tongue is warm . . wet . . long and broad. you hadn’t ever thought that rimming would feel this good but it does. your eyes flip back until only white is shown between your lids. “oh, please.” you give a cute squeak when nahoya suddenly, roughly jerks your hips back so that you’re lifted onto your knees with a pretty arch dipped inside of your spine.
his breathing is heavy and his tongue is able to sidle in further inside with this position which makes you tremble where you lay, feeling your cunt clench and relax to push out longer dribbles of trickling slick. moist pants of his breath tumbles down your perineum in waves and they seem to only make the pulsating worse, teetering on painful.
you hadn’t thought anything of it — reaching your hand down to take your tiny clit captive beneath the pad of your middle finger to rub and ease with quick, little circles, however, you’re surprised to feel one of nahoya’s large hands clasp around your wrist with an audible clap so that he can shove it back down, up, and away.
you whine.
he pulls back, voice more breathy and lower than usual when he asks, “think you can cum from jus’ this?”
you don’t know. “d-dunno, ‘hoya . .”
nahoya spreads your ass wider to watch that little fucking hole tauten then ease up again with each shuddering breath your lungs drew in. he takes in that some of his saliva had traveled down to your pussy and goodness, it’s a mess. a sloppy, wet, pitiful mess. 
“ptu!” 
nahoya shoots a thick line of spit onto your pretty asshole then slurps it back up with his lips suctioned to the rim. the sound that leaves your mouth is embarrassing as you involuntarily jerk and squirm against the hold he has your waist locked in by his arms. 
“oh god,” you’re whimpering.
and he’s mumbling, almost babbling, as his voice gets lost into the sound of thick wetness of his tongue licking and licking, “can do this … all fuckin’ . . night . . . swear to god.”
you think you’re going to cum. you can feel that familiar knot hitching into what feels like the base of your womb, sending a rush of arousal the temperature of molten hot lava rushing through your veins as your brain slowly drains itself empty second by second. 
“m’baby’s gonna cum?” nahoya’s rasping his words with a smile as his tongue continues to slurp up and down. “fuckin’ cute — gonna cum from jus’ daddy’s tongue fuckin’ her pretty, lil ass.”
when he puts it like that, you feel disgusting. you can feel your entire face scorch like a steak on grill. “ ‘m not.” you are. nahoya spreads your legs wider to open you up even further and gives a soft hum before his tongue is starting to spear inside then back out — in and out of your little hole. 
your next inhale is heart lurching. you establish a white knuckled grip on your satin sheets and bury your face within the inside of your arm for when the first wave of your orgasm washes over you. it’s hard — essentially rips through your entire body as your cum starts to drip out of you without a second thought.
“fuck,” nahoya swats a sharp smack to your ass. “there we go.”
you’re gasping and panting and quivering while a treacherous mix of embarrassment and satisfaction fills your chest. and it takes a while for the come down to hit — for you to realize that your boyfriend had literally just ate your ass out like it was his favorite dessert and you let him. you don’t think you can look at him for the rest of the night. submerging your face deeper inside the pocket of your arms, you fight to wriggle away when you feel nahoya lift up onto his knees to try to pull your back into his chest. 
“no,” he can hear the pout in your voice. “move. c-can’t believe you.”
you’re so fucking precious. nahoya’s chuckling, using nothing but only half of his true strength to flip you over and get you to look up at him. “tch, you fuckin’ loved it,” he mumbles and pins your hands down beside your head by intertwining his fingers within the gaps of yours. 
he kisses you — all sloppy and wet and nasty, almost exactly the way he was tonguing your most precious, intimate area two minutes ago and you hate to say it, but your pussy starts to thump just a little harder, sending an obvious signal to your brain that you wanted more. 
your legs slip around his waist like curling ivy and nahoya lets his hips nudge the slightest bit downwards …
“oh my god.” you have to pull yourself out from the kiss to look down at where his cock strains against the thick denim of his jeans, fighting the zipper to erect to its full size. 
nahoya’s voice is quiet when he mumbles, “ ‘m so fuckin’ . . hard.” the last word is punctuated with a firm thrust of his bulge into your pretty cunt and you mewl his name while letting your head fall back against your pillow.
you’re so cute, so fucking cute yet so fucking alluring . . don’t even realize what you’re doing half the time. don’t realize that you moaning his name like that has nahoya having to physically hold himself back from fucking the print of your body into the damn mattress. “you’re killin’ me, princess.”
impatiently, you reach for the back hemming of his tee to lift it off of his torso. his peachy curls fly this way and that, becoming all disheveled and you can’t help but giggle while trying to help him fix his fro back in place. 
“c’mere.”
nahoya throws one of his long legs over the side of your bed, then the other so that he can stand. you follow him on hand and knee like a mindless sheep, watching the pretty, nimble lines of his fingers unbutton his jeans, tug down the zipper, then pull his dick out. “oh fuck.” nahoya breathes out a soft curse, reaching out to caress his thumb over the soft round of your cheek, not surprised to watch you nuzzle into his palm like the sweet girl you are. 
he fists the base of his cock with the other hand, prior to him beginning to stroke it slowly with a steady, tight grip maintained throughout and an easy, wrist flex and circle when he makes it to the tip. you’re so fucking pretty — nahoya’s positive that he can cum just from looking at your face alone.
you watch the droplet of pre cum seated upon the tip of his fat cock become more and more plump until it was ultimately dripping off and falling onto your awaited tongue.
“that’s my fuckin’ girl — open up f’me.” 
nahoya feeds his cock into your mouth slowly, watching you have to stretch your mouth open wider when the mid section of his shaft touches your lips. he grunts, dropping his hands to his sides to let you set your own beat and pace. 
lips, plush, round and soft, suctioned around his shaft — stroking up and down, up and down has his eyes rolling slowly into the back of his head as it tips backwards in his throes of pleasure. “oh, f-fuck,” he breathes over the thick, sloppy sound of your foaming spit and hard suckles. “oh fuck, beautiful.”
you hum and pull off with a cute pop, blinking sweetly up at him when the tip of your tongue swirls ‘round and ‘round the bulbous head of the throbbing stake of his dick, letting him catch an eyeful of your big, pretty smile when you attempt to tease by tonguing at that small slit that cleats the skin.
nahoya’s extra sensitive there, any slight attention to it makes his body erupt with a rack of shivers as his toes and fingers curl at the sensation of an all too consuming pleasurable pain. you aren’t surprised to watch his spine pull tight and thick eyebrows gather in close towards the middle as his face contorts into an expression hard to decipher in your eyes between sweet relief and aching pain. you find him pretty.
you can’t help but let a tiny, sweet giggle slip before swallowing him back in. 
“think . .” the large palm of his hand takes hold of the back of your head. “think y’so fuckin’ funny, huh? think you’re so fuckin’ cute that you can get away with anythin’ . .”
you squeak out a quizzical hum, prior to feeling the girth of his cock being pulled free from the warm, soft confines of your mouth. you want to front clueless so you do — dunno what’s the worst thing he can do with his dick being inside of your literal mouth but then he’s shoving himself back in. on impulse, you choke and reach out for nahoya’s hips feeling him do it again and again until he’s fucking your throat to the beat of his own grunts.
“yeah,” his bottom lip is bitten over with a pretty smile as he watches thick saliva bubbles blow and pop at the corners of your mouth before they begin to dangle down your chin in sloppy strings. “there you go . . that’s daddy’s good fuckin’ girl.”
absolutely perfect — you’re perfect. he lets you snap off again with a loud gasp and spluttery coughs.
“b-bein,” you sniffle while your little fist starts to pump at his cock and your tear-glossed eyes shine up at him. “bein so mean.”
“can be meaner.”
you’re precious when you’re upset. nahoya can hardly take you serious when you open your mouth back up and angle your head to the side so that his dick can poke against the soft, bouncy interior of the inside of your cheek just for the visual nahoya adores of watching it bulge. you’re glaring at him, threaded eyebrows crimped and folded over. nahoya can’t help but let his face mimic yours upon letting himself start to realize just what the hell was going on with you — the teasing and pouts and grumbles and huffs, “y’bein’ a fuckin brat.”
it’s hard for him to believe that tonight of all nights, you decided to dispose of that usual good girl façade — no, he takes that back. he wouldn’t even call it a façade because you being a good girl isn’t something you fake. you just are, especially for him. 
and on the night when he’s tired . . just wants to take care of and cum a few times with his baby after a long, hard day at work, you want to be a fucking handful. 
slowly, nahoya rubs a large hand down his face with an exhale, letting his cock plop free from your mouth a second later.
and you smack your lips together with adorable ‘ taptaptap ‘ sounds, plopping back on your haunches and looking up at him like you hadn’t a clue what he was talking about. 
he’ll show you.
“c’mere.”
something vexatious swims within the golden spheres of his eyes as he flicks two of his fingers back then forth quickly — a universal motion to signal you back closer.
this is nahoya. truthfully, with anyone else, you would have obeyed, but a little smirk also pulls up the corner of his soft lips and you know that you really shouldn’t. so, you don’t. 
you shake your head slowly and melt down into the mattress in your butt, blinking owlishly at him. “. . nuh uh.”
“nuh uh?”
a beat of silence passes. you no longer hear the automatic jingle of your nintendo switch powering down, the rhythmic pattering of the rain beating against your windows, nor the gentle, eerie tinkling of nahoya’s rings as he rubs his fingers together at his side the same way he does when he’s provoked or annoyed. no, you only hear yourself inhale a shallow, trembly breath before you blink — and suddenly you’re right back where you started.
on all fours, back arched, and the huge paw of nahoya’s hand pushing down into the back of your head, keeping you pinned. 
“nuh uh,” he repeats quietly underneath his breath, in a tone that mimics the same one he uses when he wants to be sarcastic. “who are you? … hm? where’d my good girl go?”
you hear the faint rustle of clothing before the thick clunk of his belt buckle hitting the floor. “h . .” you breathe out a shaky breath when you feel the familiar nudge of his thick cockhead rubbing, probing at the entrance of your clenching cunt. “ ‘hoya.”
his fingers gather the strings of your arousal that had dripped down long enough to start to dangle between your legs back up to smear it back against your pussy with audible squish sounds. a high pitched moan crawls out of the tunnel of your throat, “nahoya.”
he hums to the sound of his full name leaving your lips — you sound so pretty, look so pretty . . and still, you’re nothing but a spoiled fucking horror. you don’t deserve the sweet hums and directions nahoya’s prone to giving you each time you both find yourself in a predicament like this, no, he’ll show you. you want to be a big girl then he’ll treat you like one. before he speaks again, his tongue taps against the roof of his mouth to make a quick clicking sound, “push back on it.”
you’re greedy — you adhere to his order immediately, leaning most of your body weight back so that the hole of your tiny cunny can catch on the aching, fat tip of his dick. you let out a sweet keen when it does, and nahoya bites his bottom lip, looking through the curtain of apricot curls that had fell over his forehead into his eyes to watch your lips slowly spread further and further apart as you start to push down on it. 
“uh-huh,” his grip on your head tightens while his other hand pares apart your left ass cheek to get a closer look of your pretty, lil holes. “that’s right.”
when he bottoms out, your round, perky ass slaps against his hips with a small plap. 
“oh my god,” your voice is so tiny and frail that nahoya could barely even hear it. “m-move.”
“move?” nahoya drags the word out a little bit with a head tilt. “fuck no. you wanna be a fuckin’ minx, you move. work for it.”
he feels your feet kick up as you let out a hiccup then whine, “y’so mean to me!”
bullshit. but he’s not going to entertain it — knows all of your little mind tricks to get him into doing what you want. “mhm.”
you pull your hips back forward, about halfway off of his dick before you’re dropping back down. and it feels good . . it’s okay, but it’s not what you want, what you actually need. “i hate you,” you’re whining low in your throat, finally picking up a rhythm now that has you rocking back then forth on your knees to fuck his cock in and out of you. “i f-fuckin’ hate you.”
cute. for the first time in your life since you’ve met him, nahoya actually makes you work for something and on a dime, you hate him. 
his hand drags down from your head, to the back of your neck which he establishes a firm grip upon, prior to widening his stance a bit, drawing his hips back a couple inches, then slamming inside. your fingers shoot out in surprise as you squeak and the walls of your pussy lock down on him without a second thought.
“yeah,” he murmurs underneath his breath. “don’t fuckin’ move.”
he hits you with long, hard, quick strokes that has you pleading for more, for him not to stop as you reach for one of your hello kitty stuffies for comfort. you’re so wet, you hear the sloppy squishes of your pussy working and squeezing around him. it makes nahoya smile, “she’s talkin’ to me, y’hear that?” his grip on your neck tightens, and he bows a little deeper over your back so that his soft, deep voice can vibrate the shell of your ear. “tellin’ me she missed me.”
it’s true, you won’t deny it, “a-always miss you,” you mewl as your fingers dig deeper into the soft plush of your squishmallow. “daddy, always m-miss you.”
how fucking precious. nahoya lets the nape of your neck go to grab you by the waist with the both of his hands and starts to make you meet him halfway. the sheer strength of his pounds has your voice and moans being belted out of your throat at the pulse of his tempo. it’s a feeling so good that not even a word can describe it. you allow your eyes to roll into the back of your head as drool begins to fill your mouth and trickle down the corners of your plump lips.
you feel brainless. not a word or thought echos inside of your brain that didn’t read daddy and nahoya. you want to tell him how good it feels but you think you’re incapable of real words at the moment — only sweet, broken babbles and whimpers able to leave your mouth. 
he’s fucking you absolutely dumb.
you can hardly even warn him about your premature release . . can feel the way your clit jumps and throbs to know that you’re going to make a mess — a big one. and whether nahoya knows or just doesn’t care, he refuses to let you try to run from it, pinning your hips deeper into the soft foam of your mattress when you attempt to pull him out. 
“s-shit!” he grits his teeth when it happens, when you squirt around his dick that gets all over his hips and thighs, splashes down to your sheets and maybe even on the floor. your body quivers as he fucks you through it, never breaking his momentum which makes it splash and squelch out little droplets each time his pelvis meets the fat meat of your ass and his balls against your little clit. “fuck, good girl,” he grunts at the back of his throat. “that’s my good fuckin’ girl.”
your body seems to preen at the praise, pussy thanking him with tight, little grips as you involuntarily push back closer to him.
nahoya wants to see your face, needs to see it if he wants to cum. he pulls out without notice and flips you over effortlessly. 
and you’re a beautiful, little mess. the ribbons in your hair are loosening, leaving a few unruly curls slipping out of your buns and the thin line of glitter that shimmers underneath the curly lashes of your eyes glow brightly with the tiny, unshed tears that still laminate them. nahoya has to kiss you — feels it’s only right when you look so pretty like this.
his lips glide smoothly along yours, mixing tropical punch flavored lipgloss with coconut scented chapstick. you melt when his tongue finds yours too, makes you throw your arms over the back of his neck as your head tilts to kiss him deeper. “good girl,” he mumbles inside the heat of your mouth, kissing you between his words as if he couldn’t get enough. “pretty girl . . so sweet. my favorite girl.”
he slips back inside of you easily and feels your body tighten up before it starts to shake. “gotta relax,” he utters quietly as he lifts back up, pushes his hands into the backs of your knees and bends them until they fold with your knees against your mattress. “you have to breathe, mama.”
you think you feel him deeper when he’s got you on your back — every inch, the width, it’s all too much. your breaths are shallow and choppy as you blink up at him through a thick sheen of tears. “ ‘m . . t-trying.”
nahoya hadn’t wanted to go so easy on you so soon, especially not after all that fucking attitude you were giving him just fifteen minutes ago. however, he finds it hard when you look like the epitome of an angel underneath him, still dressed in his letterman jacket with the sleeves just barely able to show your fingertips and that damn squishmallow he bought for you on a whim one day at the pharmacy when you had both just gone there for a plan b tucked into your arm. 
he rubs the calloused palms of his hands down your thighs, to your tummy, then drags them back up all the way to your ankles, kissing both of your soles too. he repeats the motion again, watching you slowly begin to relax where you lay, watching him carefully. “you okay?” he murmurs when he’s kissing across the short circumference of your ankle.
you answer the question by tapping and wiggling your pretty toes against his forehead and it makes him snort a short laugh, ahead of him pulling out and slowly working himself back inside. 
“there you go, baby.”
because you’re so sensitive, it’s a slow pace until he can work himself back up to that quick rhythm he had before. tensing up and squirming when he hits too deep, hiccuping when he accidentally finds himself stroking right up against your sweet spot, nahoya has to build back up your tolerance again before he’s able to pin your legs down to drop and lift his heavy cock in and out of your pussy, roughly, the way he wants to.
and god, when it happens . . .
“oh fuck,” your toes curl. “oh, f-fuck.”
nahoya doesn’t have to lean most of his body weight upon you to keep you in a mating press, merely pushes your legs upwards until they meet your ears with his hands. you’re both able to watch how your cunny’s lips fatten and squish up when your thighs press so close together, how the tiny bulb of your clit appears so pink and swollen as he batters your entire pussy into submission. 
“god, i c-can’t, ‘hoya,” you’re sobbing and your fingertips are pressing softly into his abs as if that could lift him out. “ ‘s so much — ‘s so deep.”
“i know,” he murmurs sympathetically. he knows. “feels too good?”
the way you quickly nod is unnecessarily cute. “want you to cum for me one more time . . jus’ one more, princess.”
nahoya’s panting roughly at the tight clenching of your walls flexing around his cock. it seems that immediately after he says that, you’re eagerly trying to make him cum . . you fucking brat. you hadn’t thought nahoya could fuck you harder, but he proves you wrong when his thrusts get so strong that it has your hips bouncing back up from when he lifts his hips to swallow him back in from the recoil of your mattress. you’re sobbing incoherent cries, something along the lines of, “daddy, please! ‘s so much, c-can’t, please . .”
you weren’t at all prepared to cum again, especially not so soon, but it’s a waterfall of a watery cream that cascades across the throbbing shaft of nahoya’s cock, down the soft globes of your ass cheeks and to the bed. and your cry gets choked off into a hard inhale when he’s not far off, slamming in deep and letting the thick, long ropes of cum shoot inside of your womb with hard grinds. he still isn’t done when he pulls out to aim and let the rest fly onto your pussy, coating it with white, filthy globs. 
“oh, shit,” he’s moaning your name and rocking his hips slowly to ride out the high you both still straddled. “shit, baby … f-fuck.”
and it’s a slow come down. nahoya has to let himself relax before he’s able to realize that you were still crying and sniffling as he watches your little hands reach up to clear your cheeks from the wet tracks, but he’s there before you, wiping your face clean and kissing a line across your cheek, to your lips, then the other cheek. “you feel okay?” he’s mumbling, thick eyebrows laced tightly with concern. “was i too rough?”
“no, no,” you’re sniffling and pulling him closer. “no, jus’ . . was just too good, i think.”
your confession makes him smile, makes you see nothing but two rows of gleaming, white teeth and sharp incisors before he’s kissing you again. “too good, huh?”
"please shush, nahoya," you grumble. something in you knows you shouldn't have admitted to that because you know he'll never let you live it down for as long as you both breathe.
"i was too fuckin' good."
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reallyromealone · 6 months
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DAY 🎃TWELVE🎃 FACE SITTING - Smiley
Warnings
Male reader, bottom male reader, smut, nsfw, face riding, ass eating, light spanking, cum, dirty talk
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"A-are you sure this is alright?" (Name) was hesitant as he hovered over his boyfriends face, worried about hurting him but yelping when Nahoya pulled him close to his face "baby I want to be /smothered/ by you" he said wrapping his arms around (name) and nipped his ass cheek "been wanting you to suffocate me with this beautiful ass since I saw you walk into my restaurant..." that was over a year ago, he had been wanting this for a /year/.
Smiley coaxed him to relax more before giving a lick across his hole, admiring how tight it was despite the /damage/ smileys cock had done to it, the two loved going at it hard.
Smiley circled his tongue around the rim, listening to the sound of (name) letting out a shaky pant as smiley took his time with (name), he had nowhere to be but right here. (Name)s hands splayed against Smileys abs as he bucked slightly at the warm tongue that teased him, Nahoya pushing in slightly only to pull out "H-hoya..." (name) whispered as a hand moved back to grab at his hair and Nahoya just hummed and continued his teasing before slowly pushing in deeper and slowly fucking his tongue in the other, grinning internally as (name) clawed at his chest, most likely leaving marks.
"O-oh!"
"Fuck!"
"Please...!"
(Name) whined and moaned as he tried to get more pleasure from Nahoyas sinful mouth as the man slowly picked up speed, eating his ass like he was made for it.
(Name) leaned to suck Nahoyas stiff cock, the angry red tip leaking pre-cum but the second his hands touched it Nahoya slapped (name)s ass cheeks "Oi! This ain't about me, be a good boy and ride my face!" Nahoya barked and (name) pouted but jolted when Nahoya but his ass cheek before diving back in with vigor tongue pushing in as deep as it could and made circle motions before pulling out and quickly licking his hole.
This was about (name), his pleasure and his climax.
God the thought of (name) cumming to his mouth almost made him cum.
Nahoya made out with (name)s ass, sloppy and passionate as he pushed his tongue in again and started thrusting aggressively, timing it with (name) shaky and fast pants as he humped the others face with vigor, ass cheeks jiggling slightly at the speed of which he was riding.
"O-oh! Oh god Nahoya! Fuckfuckfuck!"
Nahoya gently stroked the others thighs and continued at his pace to urge (name) to chase high.
(Name) was sweating as his thighs shook "OH! YES!" He finally cried out as cum shot out of his erect cock, white spirts covered Nahoyas chest as he leaned forward, trying to recover from the hard climax.
But Nahoya didn't stop "come on baby ~" he said between licks "gimmie one more"
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ilyluffy · 1 year
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𝐼𝒩 ~ 𝒯𝐻𝐸 ~ 𝒜𝒞𝒯
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: nahoya kawata + seishu inui + ran haitani + rindou haitani
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, penetrative sex, more suggestive than smutty, established relationship, caught in the act, slight exhibitionism, protectiveness/possessiveness, some humour {more warnings under the cut}
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𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐀
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: possessive!nahoya, petnames “baby”, caught in the act
you would have expected nahoya to be a bit of a show off when you two were walked in on. you thought he would have loved seeing you look embarrassed after being caught in such a compromising position. however it’s quite the opposite. but when the door to the room nahoya’s fucking you in swings open he goes straight into possessive mode. “get the hell out before i kill you!” he orders, that grin still plastered in his face. maybe if was his brother who made the mistake he wouldn’t be as threatening but nahoya shoos souya away all the same. once the person scurries off and you’re alone again, nahoya looks back at you. “sorry for the interruption baby but the only person who gets to see you like this is me”.
𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐔 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: protective inui, caught in the act, semi public sex
draken hadn’t meant to sneak a peak. he just needed to ask inui a question. little did he know that while his business partner was on his break, inui was stuffing you with his cock. the moment inui hears the door open and draken’s voice rings in his ears, inui tries to shield you from his friend’s gaze with his own body. draken’s apologetic, excusing himself but not before telling you two that it was a dumb idea to fuck in a place like that anyway. seishu continues to hide you until he’s positive that draken’s left. then he mumbles a “sorry” to you. “didn’t think we’d get caught. i’ll make sure to be more careful next time” he promises before going back to snapping his hips.
𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: exhibitionism, caught in the act, awkward!rindou, bickering/humour
ran is pretty shameless. he doesn’t particularly care if he’s caught having sex with you. if anything he kind of likes it. sometimes ran will fuck you in places that he knows people will be able to hear you moaning his name. somehow, despite how loud ran forces you to be, rindou ends up accidentally catching you and ran in compromising positions often. rindou’s always mortified and covers his eyes. most of the time ran won’t even stop fucking you, even with rindou in the doorway. “what’s up, rin?”. “i- nevermind!“ rindou snaps before walking out. rindou will probably awkwardly apologize for the intrusion when you bump into each other going to the bathroom. ran on the other hand is utterly remorseless.
𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: protective!rindou, caught in the act, ran is a little shit, petnames “princess”, bickering/humour
the problem with rindou’s brother is that he has absolutely no boundaries. ran doesn’t care if the door to rindou’s bedroom is shut. he’ll just invite himself in. sometimes that results in him walking in when rindou is balls deep inside of you. luckily rin’s quick to act. immediately he’s throwing a blanket over you to cover you up. unfortunately ran’s still caught a glimpse and he doesn’t even try holding back his smirk because of it. “looking good, princess. i was just coming to ask if you two were hungry”. “no we’re not hungry!” rindou snaps back. “get the hell out!”. rindou’s has to throw a pillow at ran to make his brother retreat from the room but that doesn’t stop ran from laughing as he runs away.
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𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍? ♡
tr men as service doms fucking you in their favorite intimate positions
♱ ft. multiple characters
♱ content/warnings: MATURE. afab!reader, unprotected sex, oral/cunnilingus, breeding
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˗ˏˋ THE SPEED BUMP
This position comes at hand especially during lazy mornings or nights, which happens pretty quite often. Your innocent cuddling session escalates into slow, sensual kisses with subtle grinding, and into something much more intimate once you lay on your stomach. He helps you tuck a pillow under your hips as he gets in place in between your legs, ridding of his boxers before pushing one grand thrust of his cock into your pussy. “A—ah!” Your tight walls accomodating his length could make him cum right then and there, so he stills for a moment, supporting himself with one hand on your hip and the other pinning your wrist onto the pillow. And to let him know you're ready, you push your hips to meet his, which immediately urged him to start plunging slow, deep strokes. The feeling of his tip nudging against a deep spot inside and your clit chafing against the pillow under your hips urged a loud whine from your throat, your fingers clenching even harder around his. “You love this position, don't you, baby?” He teases, struggling to speak in between heavy breaths, feeling himself get lost in your hole and how it pulled the most lewd moaning from him. “Babe, can't hold any long— er!” It was far too late when the pillow underneath was soon splashed by your squirt, producing louder wet squelching sounds from how harder he's continuing to plunge and abuse your overstimulated cunt. “It's okay, baby girl...” He babbled, shifting his arms around your torso before landing his hands on your breasts, “Here it comes, baby. Take it like a good girl.” He breathed out before shooting a thick load of cum deep inside of you, maintaining slow, shallow strokes to leave nothing leaking out.
Mikey, Koko, Kazutora, Takeomi, Shion
˗ˏˋ SPOONING 69
You enjoy the closeness of spooning and the thrill of oral while your positioned on your sides, leg hoisted over one another's shoulder while pleasuring each other's sexes. “Stay still, baby, stay still.” He pulls away from your pussy for a moment before diving back in, treating it with delicate licks and slurp whilst hollowing your cheeks around his thick cock. “Baby girlll...” He whines out, bracing his arms harder around your thighs. You hummed in response, going all-out for a deepthroat while you clawed on his thighs. “Mhmmmm, love that lovely throat of yours and this pretty pussy.” He babbled, brushing his fingers over your leg and then to the back of your knee. “This position feels too good, doesn't it, baby?” He asks before flicking his tongue over your clit, sending you to whine around his cock. “I don't wanna cum just yet.” He grunts, now licking slow, long strides over your slit. “Babe, please,” You whimper out, withrawing from his length to tease just the tip, your hand jerking his veiny shaft. “Wish I could see you right now,” He says, now inserting two fingers into your hole. “Mghhmm!” your legs started to feel numb, and tension building up in your core. “Fuck my face, babe.” You spat out, and he was thrusting into your throat in no time, and hitting the back of your throat. Soon enough, you're cumming all over his tongue and him down your throat.
Sanzu, Wakasa, Hakkai, Rindou
˗ˏˋ LOTUS POSITION
His previous rough and deep thrusts relaxes into rather gentle ruts, plunging your body deeper onto sheets. You already know what's happening next once his arms scoop your upper body towards his, now putting the both of you into a sitting position with his cock still tucked deep in you. “Ouuuhmmmm—” You hum in profound satisfaction once he links your legs around his hips, penetrating further up against your puffy g-spot, causing you to shift and squirm in his touch. “It's okay, baby, you're doing so good. Behave for me, pretty girl.” He fluttered soft kisses on your clavicle in attempts to relax your body, releasing the tension from your bones to help you find comfort in your current position. “That's it, baby, what a good girl you are....” He uttered, starting to carefully rut his hips upwards. You were soon being bounced on his length with the help of his strong thighs and arms, his head buried in between your breasts and heavily grunting against your moist skin. “Love...” You call out, hands over his shoulders for support and your eyes fluttering shut in immense pleasure. “Darling...” He responds, tracing his hands over the curve of your back and lifting his head to yours for a steamy kiss. He loves this position in a way that he could roam his hands over your body, lock your lips with such comfort and easy, all while his cock is hitting the best places inside of you. It's an incredible way to heighten your connection and arousal, which always lead you to the most earth-shattering orgasms of your sex life.
Draken, Mitsuya, Kakucho, Taiju, Benkei, Naoto
˗ˏˋ MATING PRESS
There’s nothing more intimate than face-to-face, slow, deep penetration sex, and this position just may be perfect for both of your likings. “Fuuuuck yess...” He's a pussy drunk man starving to drill deeper into you, so he wouldn't pass up on putting you into a mating press when he wanted, craving for the deep insides of your cunt as his hips slammed hard against your thighs. “Lift you legs up, honey.” You obliged, hoisting your calves over his shoulders. He let out a grunt once the base of his cock slapped against your ass, eliciting a long whimper from you as well. The further he plunged into your pussy, the louder the skin clapping sounds grew, blending with your synched grunts and pants. His free hand made its way to yours, locking it in his touch as it sunk further into the mattress with every thrust. “Mmmhmmmm!” You cried out, toes curling from feeling his tip nudge a deep spot inside of you which made you clench around his shaft at the same time. “I love it when you squeeze me like that...” He chuckled, rewarding your leg with kisses. “Oh my god,” His hair curtains your faces once he leans forward in attempts for a kiss, locking your lips for a hot, wet exchange. “This is bad, I'm gonna cum soon.” He grunts, no longer able to hold his load in from how hard you've been clenching. “I'm close too.” You panted out, letting your face fall to the side to bite on your finger. “Look at me,” Eyes half-lifded, you didn't even notice his free hand making its way in between your bodies to push and rub against your swollen clit. And that was your cue to scream his name, your legs tensing over his shoulders as your orgasm washed over. He soon emptied his load inside you, careful to pull out and watch the cum spill out before pushing it in with his fingers.
Hanma, Izana, Smiley, Kisaki, Ran
˗ˏˋ SPOONING
He loves how the position allows him to do so many things all while getting your whole body all to himself. You should be busy in the morning, but leaving his arms feels very guilting. “Five more minutes” turns to “ten” until you're both now stripped of your night clothes and his hands are groping you from behind on every place he can. “I'm gonna put it in, tell me if it's too much.” You nod in response, letting him push his morning hard-on from behind. His breath hot against your ear, you couldn't help but shiver from the feeling of his cock invading your walls and the warmth of his mouth. “I'm all the way in.” He carefully pushes one of your leg for better access and then starting to plunge in your pussy. You gasp from the feeling, throwing your head over his shoulder as he provided your neck and jaw with kisses. You blindly reached for his hand as you continue to let him hit from behind, letting out breathy cries of your own. “Darling, just hold on to my hand.” He informed before bending hid leg up, now hitting your spot from a more pleasurable angle. Your grip on his hand tightened and your breath became more unstable by the passing minutes. “Look at me, baby.” He demands, and you oblige in an instant, meeting his soft lips against yours. “Close, close close! Ah—” His fingers pushing against your clit was the last straw, now sending you iver the edge as he emptied himself inside of you, turning the both of you into panting messes.
Chifuyu, Shinichiro, Inupi, Angry, Takemichi
🔖; @tokyometronetwork
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minarinnn · 4 months
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hi hi! I rlly like ur work and it's my first time requesting. I was wondering if u could do a nsfw hc with nahoya and souya kawata? Ur work is amazing, ur doing good babes<33
hii!! tysm that means sm to me <3
content/trigger warnings: characters are aged up!!, afab! reader, p in v, oral, belly pressing, hand job, overstimulation, praising, daddy kink, boob play
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NAHOYA:
he’d say he’s going to be gentle, but you both know he’s lying. he’s not exactly rough, but he’s not gentle either. his pace is fast and deep but he says he ‘tries’ to be gentler (the smile on his face says otherwise)
likes pressing your belly to feel how deep he is inside you. absolutely loves doing it. no one can convince me otherwise
i feel like he’d be the type to praise you a lot. just chanting praises while fucking you dumb. calling you his pretty girl, and saying how perfect you are taking him like this
probably has a daddy kink but is hush about it because he doesn’t know if you’re into that type of stuff. but if you are, honey, he will go crazy. he’ll want you to call him that 24/7
boobs man. he loves watching them bounce up and down while he fucks you. he doesn’t care if they’re big or small. he will love them and would probably suck on them whenever he has the chance
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SOUYA:
souya is a sub but he leans more to the rougher side. he’ll let your ride him but his hands are on your hips and he’s guiding you. sometimes he’ll thrust his hips right up into you at a rapid pace because he’ll get a bit impatient
he won’t admit it, but he loves when you jerk him off and overstimulate him. making a complete mess of him. his seed spread all over your hand and his tummy. his face stained with tears because his dick is far too sensitive for this
a moaner. he’s really loud in bed. he’s not afraid to let you know just how good he feels in that moment. and his moans are oh so pretty— almost angelic
i feel like he’d prefer giving over receiving. yeah, he loves the way your mouth wraps around his dick, but he loves watching your face scrunch up in pleasure even more. especially if it’s because of his tongue
like his older twin, he’s a boob guy. he loves squishing them. he loves your boobs and not just in the sexual way. your breast are his personal pillow, and he often falls asleep with his head hurried between them
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theghooligan · 4 months
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rindou’s feral little meow meow ass before souya knocked him tf out:
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localityghost · 1 year
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how would the tokyo revengers cast do in no nut November
An|| People people! Have you seen the ask? Looks like I gotta get to writing! Also, everyone's aged up so do enjoy! I sort of rushed this post I'm sorry I wanted to make sure I didn't post it on December 1st
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Of course Toman's up!
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Manjiro Sano
Mikey thought it would be a good idea since everyone else was doing it little did he know that now that he had a significant other it was going to be hard sure you were his girlfriend back then but now heh yeah he was failing for sure
Mikey was deep inside you pressing you over the counter as hips rutted into you shit! It had been two weeks it was only November 11th! But nope Manjiro couldn't hold it in anymore "Mikey please s-slow down!" you pleaded but it fell on deaf ears as he continued pressing kisses against your neck as he licked and bit it causing you to spasm around him eyes rolling to the back of your head as you could no longer think straight from the way he was rutting into like a rabid dog or a lion in heat you were like water and he had been wandering in a desert for far too long he didn't care if you begged him to stop as well as not caring about the way your legs were shaking and threatening to give out yeah it was a rough day that week.
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Ken Ryuguji
Sooo...our boy Draken or Ken-chin, our Kenny boy heh heh...he didn't last especially with you and Emma around him 24/7! How could he relax when you two are basically asking for it He and Emma have been crushing on you since they were kids and when you 3 got married it was heaven for Draken from then on. Of course he wanted to prove himself able to survive no nut November but alas he failed on the last week...
Emma just had happened to brush up on him and that was his first straw I mean come on it's Emma! But then on top of that, she fell right on top of you he stared at you both cock aching in his pants he saw how nicely you two looked together the way your breasts pressed together when you were on top of each other and that was the cake that took the frosting for Draken "Bed, now" both you and Emma were confused and boy oh boy! was it an experience. Draken had you bouncing on his cock kissing Emma as he fingered her and of course, he made sure he was giving attention to your puffy clit as well. He then broke the kiss with Emma having you both on all fours for him "Gonna fuck you two so full of my kids" and after that, you were both pregnant looks like Drakens expecting soon!
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Mitsuya
GAH DAMN THIS MAN IS FINEEEEE! Mitsuya isn't one to participate in these types of activities but let's just say he did and man oh man was that his mistake
Mitsuya was making clothing as usual for you to model it's November 29th and he was making it strong but god...when you put on that dress it was over. Mitsuya was creating a new fashion line and wanted you to be his model, you were his wife after all, and the way the dress hugged you showing off your curves and clothing your thighs just right was enough to send him "Baby come here for a second? I need to do some readjustments" he said as you walked over humming innocently "So what are the readjustment fo-" you were cut off by Mitusya kissing you passionately as he worked his hands up your dress all the way to your panties "Taka-chan...what about..?" He shushed you kissing your neck as pushed the dress straps down to cup your breasts "That challenge is stupid anyways...need you now" he said licking your neck in that one sensitive spot as he rutted his hips against...ALL WHILE IN HIS WORKSPACE! It's gonna be smelling like you for a bit...
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Chifuyu Matsuno
Y'all already know bro! I can definitely see Chifuyu being a switch I'm sorry I just can! Well no more like soft dom Chifuyu he tries to do No Nut November and the poor thing just misses the feel of your plush thighs around him :(
It was a week since he made that stupid bet that he knew he couldn't handle you knew how much he wanted his head to be crushed between your thick thighs and how he wanted to fondle your chest but god! Why would he make such a stupid ass bet?! He knows how you have him pussy drunk every time you offer yourself to him like come on! Chifuyu eventually couldn't do it anymore and found himself between your thighs eating you out and giving you kitten licks as you pushed him down but he kept in place "Just a little longer...just hold on f'me ok?" you nodded whimpering as he received an orgasm from you not wanting to miss a single drop and that was the part where he lost all his senses standing up straight to release his hard cock "Gonna put it in ok?"
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Kazutora Hanemiya
KAZU MY BELOVED! He's definitely a thighs guy in fact he loves every part of you from head to toe! ^^
Kazutora only did it because you asked but the poor thing just can't be separated from how soft your skin is and how you give him that cute look when he fucks you raw since he loves the way you feel around him...and he only survived about 3 weeks before you accidentally fell on him one day and just happened to trigger his hard-on...in which he took you in the back and fucked you like he was on some sort of drugs "S-So tight hun...I don't think I could stay away from you for much longer~..." he said in a sweet tone as he rammed you from behind "K-Kazu-!" you try to call out but he quickly shushes you with a kiss as he bites your neck earning a whimper from you "Shhh...Baji will hear us unless..." he chuckled "That's what you want~..."
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Baji Keisuke
Baji-Sannnn~! He deserved better but anyways onto my uh *cough cough* grinddddd
Baji thought No Nut November was a dumb thing but you teased him about not wanting to because he couldn't do it which he reprimanded you for saying that and so he vowed he would get through the month his famous last words "Tch...watch you'll be on your knees begging for me to fuck you!" and then in return, he only lasted 2 days...because you were wearing a virgin sweater Emma bought you and modeling it for yourself in the mirror when he walked in on you and soon found yourself pushed up against mirror with Baji's cock deep inside you "Yeah...you like that huh?" he thrusted in you again "Like being my little slut? This cunt belongs to me yeah?" he slapped your ass causing you to moan out "Y-Yes Keisuke~! All yours mmm~...promise!" you only fueled the fire as he forced you to look at your erotic face in the mirror as he made your eyes roll to the back of your head with every thrust of his cock inside you "My little slut~...heh got you going dumb on my cock~!" he said with a laugh slapping your ass again as he started thrusting more violently touching your g-spot but not intentionally as he laughed "Want my kids inside~? I'll definitely fulfill that wish~..."
Sorry, it's short hun! I wanted to get this out for you as soon as possible!
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☰ 𝐁𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭
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⧫ Character: Nahoya
⧫ Reader: female
⧫ Wordcount: 1.6k
⧫ Summary: Nahoya takes your virginity, trying his best not to act on the urge to hurt you just to see you cry
⧫ WARNINGS: afab!reader, sub!reader, fingering, oral (reader receiving), mentions of masturbation, a little dacryphylia, unprotected sex, creampie
⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! (This is a repost from my old blog)
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Dating Nahoya was fun, there was never a dull moment with this whirlwind of a man and he tried so hard to be patient with you until you were ready for everything - your first kiss, your first time staying overnight, first time going further than just kissing and of course your first time having sex. You made it very clear to him that you’re not ready yet and he didn't mind waiting. After all, he has two healthy hands and can take care of himself just fine.
However a few months into the relationship you decided that it's time, getting ready to go over to his place for a sweet home date you two loved so much. He would be cooking your favorite dinner and dessert before watching a movie together. Well, most times you two stopped paying attention to the movie after a while, too busy kissing each other and groping everything your eager hands could reach.
This time was not much different, the movie was long forgotten when you were sitting on Nahoyas lap, your tongues dancing with each other in a heated make out session as his hands guided your hips to grind against his hard bulge like so many times before. After a while you pulled away to catch a breath, receiving loving kisses to your neck all the way down to your collarbone when you felt needy hands tugging on your shirt “let me see you again, Baby” he whined, loving the sweet little moans coming from you when he was sucking on your nipples. Nahoya hissed when he removed your shirt after you gave him permission, eyes widening in surprise when he saw the black lace covering your chest. “Woman. You will be the death of me” he hummed and dived right to your boobs, sucking on your soft skin to leave hickeys no one will see.
Your hands tangled in his hair when you let him lay you down onto the couch with one swift move, hovering above your body now. The wet spot on your panties grew every minute he spent playing with your hardened buds but he eventually tested the waters and kissed down your belly until he reached your pants, slowly lifting his head to look at you. “Can I show you something else this time? Want me to eat you out?” he asked curious since you two never done that before, only ever letting him rub your clit or finger you.
With a deep breath you nodded, wanting him to make you feel good, addicted to the highs he was able to give you. His smile seemed to grow even more as he quickly got rid of your pants along with your sweet lace panties before spreading your legs for him to settle between them. When he started to kiss your thighs you wanted to close them, shy away from him but you also wanted him to continue so you hid your face behind your hands but he stopped his ministrations. “Need me to stop?” He asked concerned, not wanting to force you further than what you're ready for but you shook your head, peaking at him through your fingers “j-just embarrassed” You whispered shy and he chuckled, pressing a kiss directly onto your core. “Don't be, beautiful. Just try to relax and let me make you feel good” he hummed, looking directly at you and you nodded, allowing him to go further. “I'll let you hide for this time… But next time you look at me, alright?” He ordered more than he asked and licked a long stripe over your wet folds, moaning at the taste of you.
You were putty in his hands, pulling at his hair when he gently sucked on your clit while his tongue played with it. As soon as he felt both of your hands tangled in his hair he grinned up at you, happy to see you’re not that shy anymore and instead watched him devour your cunt in a way that had the knot in your stomach tighten in record speed, trying to pull him off. “Cum for me Baby, wanna taste you” he growled against you, needing to have you cum on his tongue as he kept eating you out. Despite your effort to hold back you bucked your hips into his face as you tumbled over the edge with a sweet moan of his name.
Nahoya was rutting his hips into the couch to get some much needed friction as he pushed two of his fingers inside of you without giving you time to calm down from your first orgasm. His fingers curled right against a spot that had you seeing stars, his cheek resting against your thigh to watch your face contort in pleasure - one of his favorite sights. “S-stop Hoya” You whined out and he immediately pulled away, scared he went too far but you pulled him up to continue the heated make out session. “I’m ready” You mumbled between kisses, catching him off guard so he pulled away, eyes wide open for once “Baby we don't need to… i can wait for as long as you want” he reassured you loving, holding both of your hands but you shook your head and took away one of your hands to place it over his bulge, palming him over his pants as you bit your lip.
He couldn't stop the moan from bubbling up, yearning for your gentle touch but his eyes stayed fixed on yours, not sure if you're serious. Your hand stayed where it was as you moved to kiss his neck “please be my first Nahoya Kawata” you said sincere, not the slightest bit of doubt in your voice and he allowed himself to enjoy your touch, leaning down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss once again. His shirt was tossed aside shortly after, followed by his pants. The sight had you gulp, seeing the clear outline of his cock through the thin material of his underwear and he cupped your cheek gently “You can always change your mind” he whispered softly and stood up but you didn't want to stop. Instead you hooked your fingers into the waistband and pulled his underwear down, his length standing proud right in your face as you were on the floor to pull the fabric down. The heat rushed up to your face, nervous to be this close to his length for the first time but he quickly pulled you up to lay you back down on the couch “another time… Let me take care of you today” he hummed as his fingers crept up your thighs again. Your wetness grew with every curl of his fingers inside you, alternating between curling and scissoring you upen for him.
He moved from his comfortable spot against your thigh down to your core, letting his tongue lazily lap on your clit again to help you reach yet another high, feeling the tingling sensation spread through your body already. And with one final push against your sweet spot you clenched around his fingers, unable to keep your hips still as pure pleasure spread through your body.
Nahoya slowed down eventually and licked his fingers clean after pulling them out, not getting enough of you. He then moved up to hover above you so you were able to feel his heavy cock rest against your thigh, dangerously close to your core and you wanted to feel him inside of you. A chuckle escaped at how needy you were for him as he reached down to move the tip through your wet folds and he wanted nothing more but to bury himself inside of you with a single thrust but he couldn't. He looked up at you one more time, his eyes locking with yours to silently ask for approval which you granted him in the form of an eager nod.
When he lined himself up you were able to feel the head of his length entering you and with each inch that disappeared inside of you, you swore that he's ripping you apart. The burning sensation the unusual stretch gave became too much and you could feel the tears prick in the corner of your eyes. “I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.” Nahoya cooed into your ear, trying to comfort you with gentle kisses.
But the way you were crying turned him on even more and he felt so horrible for even having to fight the urge to pound into you now to make you cry harder.
When he was finally completely inside of you his hips came to a halt, trying to give you the time you need to get used to the feeling as he kept asking if you're okay, but you were fine - The pain slowly turned to pleasure and you soon gave him the okay to move, slowly at first but he gradually built up a comfortable speed for the both of you, his lips never leaving yours. Nahoya didn't want to fuck you like just any woman, he wanted to make love to you, to make your first time a good memory you won't regret and he succeeded. You were moaning his name like a prayer with each roll of his hips against yours “fuck. You’re so tight Baby. So close” he grunted out, holding onto the headboard to give you harder strokes which had you almost screaming from the intense pleasure but he refused to cum before you did, bringing his thumb down on your clit to rub small circles onto the bundle of nerves. This was all you needed to hold onto him tightly, your nails digging into his skin to leave crescent shapes behind as your walls clamped down around him which triggered his own release. You could feel how his hot seed was filling you up and his head fell into your neck from how intense it felt to him - this meant something to him, you truly meant something to him.
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smiley-babe · 1 year
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“it’s so deep”
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the way he keeps pushing his cock in and out of you from behind has you drooling and whimpering. you’ve came about three times but he’s not finished. not even close.
a hiccup and fresh tears when he holds the back of your neck and goes even harder. “what happened to all that attitude princess?,” he coos at you condescendingly. your grip on the sheets gets even tighter when he puts his leg up, reaching even deeper.
“ ‘s too deep!,” you cry out, body convulsing from the way his tip keeps knocking into your cervix. “please! can’t!”
you gasp loudly when he grabs your hair and picks your head up from the sheets you were drooling onto. it forces your back to arch more. “always saying you can’t when your pretty cunt is sucking me in every time i pull out.” you whimper in response knowing he’s right.
you’re still soaked and insatiable and he knows it. whenever you say you can’t, knows you can. “want- want your cum pleaaaase.” you’re close to being almost incoherent.
he ignores you, rolling your puffy clit between his thick fingers. “gimme another one. maybe then i’ll give you what you want.”
a choked sob forces it’s way up your throat as he goes impossibly deep. you’re crying and trying to run from it but he won’t let you get too far. he follows you until you’re pressed flat into the bed, taking every single inch he gives you.
“that’s right. take it like the good girl you are.”
katsuki, toji, tengen, sukuna, izuku, nanami, aomine, baji, draken, shuji
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typical-grinch · 2 months
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Pounding You Stupid
A/N: I recently fell in love with Smiley so please enjoy this
Warning: Smut
"Do tell me what you just said" Nahoya smiled above your fucked out face. You gurgled in response, feeling so much pleasure it was overwhelming.
"What'd you say baby? I didn't quite catch that." You tried squirming away but Nahoya grabbed your waist and forced you back down onto him, while thrusting, causing you to moan loudly. "Now now, I can't really understand you. Won't you speak up?"
You cried and looked up, barely able to focus as you felt another orgasm build up in your stomach. "Neh doll face, won't you please tell me what you said!" Nahoya asked, grinning sadistically at your crying face. He thrust deeper into you, causing you to whimper and dig your fingers into his biceps.
"I c-can't c-cum anymore!" You cried out pathetically trying to shake his hands off. "Yes you can darling." Nahoya encouraged, pounding into you harder.
"N-no it hurts!!" You cried as you squirmed more, whining "Noooo". "Take all of my cock darling" You cried harder as your orgasm hit you. Your body lost all of its tension and you sighed in relief until you felt a slow deep thrust. Your pussy tingled and you shook violently.
"No, N-Nahoya p-please" Your voice stuttured as you hiccuped, the over stimulation making you see stars. "Princess, we're only done when I say so...besides you only came six times, you once said you can get to ten. Don't be a baby" He said, changing your position so you could feel it deeper.
You moaned, digging your fingers now into his shoulders. You shook harder when once again you felt a orgasm build up. "Hold it in baby, be a good girl." You heard Nahoya say, causing you to whimper but listen. "I-it's mph~" You wiggled as you clamped down on your orgasm, wanting to please Nahoya.
The sensation made your eyes roll up into your head and you quivered violently. "Let it out" Your tormentor finally said, causing you to tremble at your release. You moaned again, feeling yourself flicker in and out of consciousness until a sharp feeling of pain woke you back up.
"I didn't say you were done yet princess. For someone so proper you sure are naughty, having sex with me in school..such a naughtly little girl"
You started crying again and looked up at him, your eyes wide with tears. "I'm sorry" You slurred, looking up at Nahoya tearfully. You started shaking even harder when Nahoya stroked your clit.
"No...no no no no, please N-Nahoya" You cried clinging on to his shirt. "Ah ah ah, I told you already...you are only done when I say so" Nahoya responded, grinning widely down at you as he continued thrusting into you. The look in your eyes...like he was your everything made him thrust into you harder, deeper, faster.
Perhaps he fucked you dumb. Good, Now you could finally be his pretty little fuck toy who praises the ground he steps on and lives only to please him. Nahoya smirked as he watched you cum on his cock again, your eyes rolled and drool dripping from your sweet lips. It was your fault he did this, you're fault for even thinking about dumping him.
This is what bad girls deserve, and Nahoya would be more than willing to be the one delivering your punishment.
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Doll face | Jason the Toymaker
Warning: teasing (if you squint), relationship???? Oral m & f, denied orgasm(if you squint), Jason loves dirty talk, Jason loves control, you’re a lil bratty, slight dumbification
Jason was nearly at the edge with your teasing. You were being bad.
For example, taking him clothes shopping and giving him a squeeze. Whispering in his ear the things you should do in the changing room. Things like that.
Fortunately he had enough self control to wait until home.
You were sitting in the passenger seat all innocent and cute, he knew your plan though.
Upon the arrival of your house, you immediately took off your shoes and set off to the bedroom where your closet laid closed. Jason immediately following. The bag was then rested open on the floor.
You bent to get your clothes out of the bag and that’s when Jason finally struck. First he slammed the closet door closed, startling you, then he pushed his hips into your ass.
“Jason!” You gasped in surprise, feeling his bulge through your skirt.
“You know what you did, you little whore.” His hands gripped your forearms and pulled them back, you chest against the closet door.
“Can we at least get somewhere more comfortable?” You teased lightly.
Jason grunted, but grabbed your waist, pulling you back and pushing you over the bed with your ass perked up.
You loved the way he manhandled you, it got you soaked in no time.
Jason wasted no time getting you naked, your shirt ripped open from the back. Luckily he left your tiny skirt on. He always had a knack for those.
“I want to taste you first, I’ll lay back but remember. Don’t cum unless I say so,” Jason warned. He wanted you to sit on his face.
You acted annoyed as Jason laid back, as an act of defiance you sat on his chest instead. Jason was amused, but too horny to be sweet.
“Gonna make me do all the work huh, baby.” He chuckled lightly.
“I can do that.” His eyes glowed a bright green.
You admittedly surprised at how worked up Jason was. He tore your basic black panties in half so they fell down your thighs, then grabbed you by the waist once more and forcing you on his mouth.
You moaned as he got to work immediately. His tongue was flattened as he licked his way up, sucking only on your clit.
He devoured like a man starved and drank as if it was the last fresh water on earth.
“Only cum when I say, remember,” he muttered against your clit. His hands were used to keep you down on his face. You could barely move, aside from your constant shivers.
You could feel yourself getting close the harder he sucked and the more frivolous his tongue moved.
Right as you were just reaching the top, about to experience that sweet bliss. Jason slapped your thigh and held you up above him.
His superhuman strength gave him that ability.
Jason’s face was flushed and glistening due to your slick. He was beautiful. Still, you whined at the loss. Jason only rolled his eyes in response.
“Ah ah ah, you’ll only get to cum when you be a good girl and learn patience,” he taunted. His eyes still blazing that beautiful, yet sickly green.
Though his face suddenly lit up with an idea.
“Actually, if you suck me off… maybe I’ll let you cum. Does that sound good sweetie?” Jason offered, slightly sympathetic at seeing your teary eyes.
Actually compliant (for once), you nodded. Jason nudged you off of him so you sat next to his body. Both you guys laid sideways on the bed, Jason hurriedly undid his pants.
His size impressed you every time. Eight inches, relatively skinny and with a slight curve. The veins weren’t all too prominent as he was pale, but they still existed. His dick lightly hit his stomach.
“Go on,” Jason urged gently.
You nodded and welcomed his cock into your mouth. Naturally you couldn’t fit all of it, but the access at the base you massaged with your hands.
Jason inhaled sharply, “god you’re such a whore. Sucking me off just so you could cum too. How… desperate!” He cut himself off mid moan as you twirled your tongue.
Your pussy ached with need, wanting desperately to be touched or penetrated.
You swirled your tongue, ignoring your own desire. Out of instinct, your body rutted against Jason’s knee, which was slightly bent.
“Rutting against me all desperate—ah— ngh…” Jason started, equally as desperate and twitchy. He started thrusting in your mouth.
You hummed on his dick as his knee jerked on accident. Jason suddenly grabbed your face and gently pulled you off of him.
He breathed out a second, staring at you darkly before manhandling you and forcing you to lay still on your stomach.
Jason pulled your pussy lips apart, almost groaning at the amount of slick the fell around your thighs and the bed below. You shook in anticipation.
“She’s practically yearning for me…” Jason purred, rubbing your clit lightly. You reacted by practically melting in his hands.
“So red and swollen, I can see your vagina just crying to be filled. I wish you could see it puckering. All for me.” His eyes flashed dangerously, though you never noticed.
He kept his hand holding your pussy open and readied his cock.
“You ready princess?”
“Yes—ngh!” Jason wasted no time filling you to the brim once you gave permission.
“So taught—ahh… mmh,” Jason moaned desperately wanting more of you. Your walls greedily sucked him in as Jason tried to bully his way deeper into you.
“Fuck! J-Jason— mmh, I can’t!”
“You can… yes you can,” Jason reassured.
Slowly your way back to the top, to your orgasm started to come. Your stomach feeling stirred and your vagina dripping onto the bed. You were a wreck.
“My pretty little slut. Doing so good for me, so good…” Jason slapped your ass, causing your walls to contract around him. Jason groaned in response.
He continuously abused your perfect spot inside you, “cmon dear. I’m close, cum with me… aah, please!”
Jason’s cock ached with his impending release. Feeling your walls, your slick. It felt like he hit heaven.
Your moans only got louder and more breathy once Jason started his serenade on your clit. Already sensitive, it made you shake and spasm, pushing you right to the top and over the edge.
You came, your vision flashing white and your mind blanking for s couple seconds. Your pussy continued contracting and spasming as did your legs when Jason continued his torment. He was only slowly and more diligent. His moans stayed as loud as ever.
As your walls fluttered around his swollen cock, you felt as Jason’s cum slowly filled you up.
Jason stayed within you a moment, savoring your walls. He wanted to be completely in you, in your guts, your mouth. He could never get enough of you.
You whimpered when Jason finally pulled out, he positioned the both of you to lay on top of the blankets. Your underwear in two cusps at your feet now. You nuzzled your face in Jason’s neck as he patted your hair.
His clock laid outside of his pants and only then did you realize that Jason never took his clothes off.
“Make sure you go pee, I’ll take care of your access arousal once I’m recharged,” Jason promised as he tugged on your hair lightly.
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chiifuyus · 1 year
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MISSED YOU!
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#CHARACTERS: agedup!toman (mikey, draken, smiley, hakkai) x f!reader
#CW: smut. sub reader. dom (?) reader in hakkai’s. creampie. pet names. degradation. overstimulation. biting.
#NOTE: basically how they fuck after you've been apart for a while. also i'm actually back this time haha.
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❦ MIKEY
"feels good right, babe?" he says, demeanor calm as he gazes at you writhing beneath him. his strokes were slow and agonizing only because he wanted to feel every inch of you around him, wanted to remember the way it felt to be in you for the next time he was away.
you could only suppress your moans with your hand, biting down when he hit that spot but only just barely. he noticed, leaning down to pepper kisses along your jaw before reaching your ear, "let me hear those pretty moans, princess."
without giving you a chance to move he'd already ripped your hand from your mouth raising it above your head. he did the same with your other arm now holding both your wrists in his hand as he changed the rhythm of his strokes. he went from slow and sensual to hard and rushed. his headboard now banging against the wall, sure to leave some marks.
you had no chance at holding in the screams that left you as his hips snapped into you, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper until it practically kissed your cervix. you wailed, his pace not settling down. the look in his eyes growing even hungrier at the sight of your face, eyebrows scrunched in pleasure and pretty mouth shaped in an 'o'.
you felt the coil in your core tighten and tighten until it became too much to bear. your release hit you hard, back arching as you feel yourself twitch all over mikey. he groans at the stimulation, stopping suddenly when he feels himself shoot inside of you, pussy milking everything he had in him. he falls down next to you on the bed turning to see you, eyes closed and chest heaving in recovery.
he smiles to himself as he reaches over to hold you in his arms, face coming in close to plant a kiss on your cheek, "missed you too babe."
❦ DRAKEN
“fuck, i missed you.” he growled. “missed this tight pussy.”
you didn't respond, drunk off the sheer size of him, moaning with each thrust of his hips into yours. the feeling of his thick member stretching you out drove you crazy. you could feel every vein on his cock as he slid in and out of you at a slow place. even so you clung to his torso, nails digging into his back, sure to leave those red marks he loves seeing after a night with you.
"tch, not even gonna say anything?” he grunts, as he hovers above you, observing your dazed state. “well i guess you can’t say anything when i'm fucking you this good, huh?” he smirks.
you manage a small nod to acknowledge him, hands reaching up to wrap around his neck to steady yourself as he resumes his thrusts at a faster pace. each one hitting that spongy spot inside of you sending you reeling in pleasure. "right there ken! harder! please!"
with those words it was like a beast had awoken in him. with one hand he lifts up your leg so that your ankle rests on his shoulder and with the other he keeps your hips in place as he begins to piston inside you. with no way to escape you writhe in pleasure, moans becoming louder and more desperate until you finally reach your breaking point.
with a broken gasp, you hit your high. spasming around him immediately. he’s affected by the new stimulation, deep groans escaping him in response. with a few more thrusts into you he reaches his own climax, rewarding you with the addictive feeling of him filling you up.
keeping himself in you he leans down to press a soft kiss against your temple, "good girl."
❦ SMILEY
"too much hoya- ah! too much!" you cry, gripping at the bed sheets while your boyfriend drilled into you from behind. you had already come but nahoya didn't seem to care, driving into you as hard as he could.
he responds to your cries by pulling your hair with one hand and shoving your torso down to deepen your arch with the other. you let out another cry, feeling his length running along your walls even more at this angle.
he grunts, pulling at your hair even harder. "shut up. haven't seen you in so long so you're gonna take everything i've got." he grits his teeth when he feels you squeeze him in response. in retaliation he snakes a hand between your legs delivering a pitch to your clit. you yelp, the pain subsiding into pleasure.
he sneers in your ear, a slight chuckle escaping him, “you filthy slut. you like it when i talk dirty?" your body responds on its own squeezing him again. he groans quietly, faltering in his thrusts for a second before resuming his pace.
he hated that you had such an effect on him. hated that he was away so long he forgot what it felt like to be inside you. it’s why he couldn’t stop right now. he was determined to make up for lost time, even if it meant ruining you in the process.
still, ever the gentleman he leans down to plant a sweet kiss on your shoulder blade. the caring gesture only last a moment though before he bites the same patch of flesh, sending waves of bliss throughout your body.
as much as he loves you, he knows you like it rough.
❦ HAKKAI
“ah- it feels so good, too good baby.” he babbles as he finally bottomed out into your sweet cunt. his large hands go to your hips instantly, halting you to a stop before he came from just coming in contact with your tight walls.
he hisses through his teeth, feeling your heat pulse around him, begging for any movement. it made him dizzy to even think about moving in you, knowing he wouldn't last long if he did. you pull him from his worries when you plant a hand on his shoulder tracing it up his neck before lifting his chin to meet your gaze atop of him.
"haven't seen you in so long," you say painting a hickey onto his neck, "let me make you feel good." you whisper before pulling him into a sweet kiss, swallowing the groans he lets out as you begin to grind against him.
the grip he had on your hips was sure to leave bruises as you began to bounce on top of him, panting at the blissful feeling of his dick slipping in and out, hitting your insides just right. he was losing his mind feeling your walls squeeze him so deliciously, breathy moans leaving him unconsciously.
"kiss me, kai." you mutter, eyes dazed as you lost yourself in ecstasy. hakkai's expression mirrored your own as he leaned forward to obey your command, lips melting together as you swallowed each others moans. you felt yourself nearing the end and from the way hakkai was hunching over into you you could tell he was too.
"let's come together okay, sweet boy?" you lilt, running your hands across his toned shoulders. he could only groan in response, eyes closed as he fought the urge to come right there and then, your words going straight to his dick.
with a few more bounces he was goner, emptying himself inside you. it was the final push you needed, latching your arms around him to pull him close as you rode out your high, "missed you s'much, kai."
"me too, darling."
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