#sub!hanma

[reddsame]

I seen the post about Shuji’s long hair and can’t help but thinking about putting his hair into two pigtails or a bun so it’s easier to move his head when he’s giving you head😩

YES, YES I SEE THAT

Just imagine Hanma on his knees, his hair tied up in a bun, as you grab his hair and press his lips against your folds/length. As he mutters how good it feels and his erection bumps against his pants, moans echoing in your cunt/dick, as he uses his tongue in a pathetic attempt to make you cum. His hands squeezing your thighs and your fluids run down his chin, he is so fucking pussy/cock drunk and he knows there's nothing better than the sound of your moaning as you call him "good boy."

[kisakis-boyfriend]

I Heart Subs ❤️ pt. 5

Thinking about the subs that absolutely need to cockwarm you, no matter what you were doing or what they were doing beforehand.

They need you to fill their mouth so that they can relax, maybe even let their mind go blank for a while. You ease your dick into their wet mouth and they hum around it, the feeling of something heavy — but not too heavy — on their tongue is bliss.

Your fingers absentmindedly play with their hair while you begin to relax too. The light scratching on their scalp lulls them even further into this wonderland that you share.

Alternatively...

They climb into your lap and beg to be your sweet little cockwarmer. Your beloved's bottom clothing is discarded before they slowly ease themselves down onto your length, taking the whole thing in with a deep sigh.

Their hole is warm and tight– and they soon relax. Muscles go slack while they lean back against your chest or, if they're facing you, they wrap their arms around your neck and doze off.

They need to feel you inside of them, warm and comforting, while they work. Or while you drape a blanket over your laps and watch tv, play a game, read, or do some other activity. The way you make them feel whole whenever you're connected like this becomes heaven.

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— HANMA, MIKEY, Wakasa, ALHAITHAM, Neuvillette, Wriothesley

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[kazutora-kurokawa]

Sub!Hanma nsfw he loves being degraded:3

Sub!Hanma NSFW Headcanons

♡ NSFW, fem reader, dom!reader, oral->fem and male receiving, edging, overstimulation, degradation mixed w/ praise ♡

note: thanks for requesting kitty Kat (that's your nickname now and I'm not changing it lol 🧡)

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🏵️ Likes giving and receiving (he prefers giving but he'll never tell you that)

🏵️ Moans and thanks you while he eats you out

"T-thank you darlin, tastes so fucking good ♡"

🏵️ Whimpers when you suck his dick, begs you not to stop because he knows you like to edge him

🏵️ Cries while you ride him because he's extra sensitive and you always overstimulate him

"Baby please, s-slow down~"

🏵️ Could cum just from you degrading him, every demeaning word has his dick twitching

"Aww, does my pretty boy like being treated like a little slut?"

"Y-yes~"

"You're so cute Shu, you're like my personal sex toy ♡"

🏵️ Smokes next to the bedroom window after sex and cuddles you when he's done (he's always the little spoon btw)

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[sl33paholics]

Pay Attention To Me

Baki Hanma x Dom!Black!fem reader

Warning(s): smut (handjob), fem!dom! reader, odaxelagnia, slang, crying, overstimulation, teasing, a bit of degrading, bounding, ball-play

Edit: Why is this getting so popular? I literally made this bc I was bored 😭

You're the second girlfriend Baki has gotten in his whole life. After him and Kozue didn't see eye to eye on things, they've decided to end their relationship. It left the poor boy heart broken and didn't bother to search for another as she was his one and only soulmate, the second woman he could share his trust and secrets to.

The two of you came across each other when you were at a convince store one evening after school, your cart stacked with snacks as you stared at the different varieties of milk on the shelf. You were exhausted. You didn't even notice a dark-haired boy staring at your direction as you mindlessly stood there. "Get strawberry." You turned your head to where the voice came from. "Strawberry milk. It'll suit a pretty lady like yourself." He'd say, walking off. You couldn't help but giggle.

Soon, one encounter turned into another. The two of you kept seeing each other at that store once, twice, hell, even three times a week. You sometimes even wondered if he was there to buy something or to just see you and chit-chat. Eventually, you two became friends in the process. Hanging out at different locations, walking through the park, in the city. You were flattered by the guy's presence and personality. Baki was comfortable enough to tell you about his previous relationship, sharing both the joys and heartbreaks that shaped him. As your friendship deepened, you found solace in the genuine connection, realizing that sometimes, unexpected encounters could lead to the most meaningful relationships. The two of you began dating soon after.

It's been weeks since you two started dating, and you were already fed up by the frustration of the fact that Baki wasn't paying enough attention to you, not enough PDA. You'd often find yourself lonely. He'd disappear for so long and come back for a short time, only to be gone. He'd never let you into his business. You'd notice recent bruises on his face and body and didn't dare to question him about it.

It just irked your soul. This whole thing made you into an irate woman. You didn't bother to speak to him whenever he came back, never answering your messages or listening to voice emails. But oh, he always knew where to find you. Whenever coming out of the shower, you'd always see him at your window tap tap tappin' away for you to let him in to talk.

Now here you are, at his small vandalized house in the middle of the night. The soft, whimpering sounds coming from Baki as you tied him up, Frog Tie style. He was laid on his back, staring at you as you took off your clothes, revealing your black corset lingerie. Baki couldn't look away from how alluring you looked. His poor cock twitching in eagerness. Baki slowly sat up, attempting to break free from the rope before being slammed back down onto the ground, making a grunt sound looking up to see your smug expression. "Y/N, please..." he whined, his voice deep and husky with arousal. You chuckled as you lubed up your hand, you grabbed his cock and wrapped your fingers around it, your pinky finger is close to his balls while your index finger was more close to the top of his shaft. Baki felt your fingertips touching the head.

You slowly stroked him up and down with your hand. "Say, Baki, you're strong. How come you can't break free out of the rope, hmm??" You ask, drawing your attention to the look on his face. The expression of neediness and embarrassment plastered was over. You couldn't help but chuckle. How pathetic he looked under you as you took control. "Those scars on your naked body, the bruised marks on your face, you should be able to break free, pin me down, and fuck me into oblivion. But you ain't, tell me." Baki was panting heavily, the slow strokes were sending him on the edge as his cock was awfully stiff and hard. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't expecting to get bounded up like this. It was humiliating.

Baki turned his head to the side, his hair covering his eyes, his chest rising up and down rapidly. He felt your other hand grab his face, his lips puckering together as you turned his head back to face you. "Did I say that you could look away," Baki shook his head. "Then why did you do it? Did I give you permission to do that?!" You swiftly moved your hand down to his neck, giving it a grip and seeing his eyes widen. As you continued stroking him up and down, you rubbed your thumb over and back on the head of his cock. Baki was shuddering. It didn't help that the rest of his body was beginning to heat up. He felt it all from his stomach to his chest.

Unexpectedly, Baki was somehow able to jerk away from you, catching you off guard. He was trying to find a way to get his arms free. You quickly grabbed the boy and turned him over. Baki's ass up was now up in the air and on all fours. You smacked his ass, hearing a yelp escape from his mouth. Again, and again, and again, and again. More and more, the welping now turned into mewling. Using your other hand to grab Baki's neck, lifting him up towards you, he was now sobbing. "Don't fuckin' play with me," you said gripping his ass, he could feel your nails in his skin "You think you slick? Trying to move away from me? Fuckin' try it." Your grip became tighter, and harder. The boy tried to scream but it came out as a squeal.

You pushed him back down, his head hitting the ground as Baki groaned. Leaning down, putting your head in his neck area, you began to kiss it lightly. You could feel his body tense up, and then relax. You continued kissing him, making sure he wouldn't move around too much. Baki let out another squeak of pleasure, this time one that seemed a little more desperate than before. As you were continuing the sweet torture, you went back to jerking him off. Your hands went towards his sack, you gently fondled with them as your movement on his cock went at a rapid pace. His body trembling. Those kisses soon turned into biting, you left hickeys all over his neck but others looked like genuine bite marks.

You felt pre-cum dripping. "Hm? Close to cumming, Baki? You're gonna explode all in ma' hand? Like the little bitch you are?" You said in his ear, he was now moaning loudly. Not caring to hold back the sounds of pleasure coming from his mouth, you started sucking his earlobe. "Mmm...you taste so good baby. I love when yer moanin' like that. It gets my heart goin'."

Baki finally came. Your hand was now covered in his seed as he lay there, drooling out of his mouth and tears still running down his cheeks. He felt exhausted. He felt defeated. Baki closed his eyes as he tried to control his breathing. You began to remove the rope off his body, seeing him go limp. "Next time, your pushiment would be harder, baby."

[gojossugarcandy]

Bad Girls Deserve Punishments, Don't They? | Hanma Shuji x fem!reader | Minors Do NOT Interact | MDNI | NSFW

cw : MDNI, NSFW, mentions of oral sex, submissiveness, explicit words, mentions of cigarettes/smoking, jealousy, male dominative, mentions of forcing reader to use Henma's cigarettes

Just got an idea about Shuji Hanma.

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You didn't even know how you fell in love with this possessive beast everyone calls Shuji Hanma.

And sometimes you hate him for it. Though you come back crawling to him the very next hour

Just Like today, You went out with one of your he-friend. It was a simple reunion between you both, meeting after almost 7-8 years.

But when he found out, not that you were trying to hide it, he was pissed off to no extent.

Thus leading you in a very weird situation.

You remember arguing with him, cussing him and telling him that you would never reveal even a single detail about your friend, knowing fully he was capable of finding the dude's whole life history as easy as scrolling through social media.

Then who knows what happened and you ended up in this situation.

You were on your knees, taking his cock and sucking it like a popsicle.

Him peacefully standing, with his hands in your hair, pulling you towards his cock. Occasionally sending some "All you have to do is tell the name, babygirl" and "You won't get your pleasure if you don't tell about the short-dicked-boy you were with." and many others.

Then you saw him taking his cigarette out and lighting it. You hated it when he used those cigarette. They could lead him to his....you just hated even thinking about these scenarios, but couldn't help yourself.

You were worried sick and tired of telling him to stop or taking and stomping on his cigarettes or taking those boxes and throwing them in the trash.

Just then an idea came in your mind. A bad one.

You stopped deep throating him, removing you head and sealing your lips tight. (Yep, that was your idea)

He looked down at you, one eyebrow raised, taking a puff before asking "Did I allow you to stop?"

You sassily replied "Did I allow you to smoke?"

"Oh, so now you think you are in charge of the situation? Nice joke, now go back to sucking or simply cut this short by telling that dickhead's name"

You moved your head in a no.

Little did you know, how much you were gonna regret this.

He looked at his smoke once before squishing you cheeks between his fingers, puckering them.

He then took the smoke he was holding and pushed it in you mouth.

"Take it babygirl, you definitely don't wanna see me angry"

After you forcefully smoked, he said in a very deep and raspy voice

"Bad Girls Deserve Punishments, don't they?"

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I saw this Image and wrote this fic. Imagine the man on his knees is you.

The image credit goes to ezah💧 from twitter

[hanemiyaz]

just some dealer!hanma thoughts idk (cw for weed)

dealer!hanma who holds a small baggie of weed in-between his long, bony fingers, yanking it away from you as you go to grab it, just loving to tease you. loving to see the pout on your face.

dealer!hanma who stands so tall above you, leaning over you with an almost menacing aura as he smirks, going “you wan’ it?”

dealer!hanma who, upon seeing you nod up at him with the sweetest doe eyes he’s ever witnessed, lowly utters out “gotta gimme a kiss first.”

dealer!hanma bending down to kiss you, his tongue teasing your own as you let out a soft whimper, every show of innocence you give only making his cock twitch more

dealer!hanma who always demands to smoke the first joint of the delivery with you, not because it's fresh, but because you get so pliant and needy when you're high, and who is he not to help you out

[akkkkollle]

afab!hanma who tries to dominate, but the reader fucks him, showing that like no, he can't!

Pairing: AFAB!Hanma × М!Reader.

Genre: Smut.

Cw: riding dick, pulling hair, humiliation(both ways), praise (in his direction), Hanma he/him.

His nails scratch your torso while he rides your cock, trying not to be too sensitive. Your dick enters his pussy so well, reaching even to the cervix, making it all insanely pleasant.

-Ah, y-you're such a pervert, aren't you? You wanted this, didn't you, mhg? - he groans, looking at you.

And to be honest, your appearance did not inspire him with anything good. You looked terribly angry, but you held back that anger. But Hanma is an adrenaline junkie, so he decides to play with fire.

- Well, hey! Do you like the way I fuck on you? I-I think you'd like me to fuck y—!

The next second, Hanma is lying face down in the pillow, and you lift his hips, crashing into his pussy, forcing him to shrink around you.

- Who did you want to fuck there, whore? - you asked, biting his earlobe. - Now you're going to be a good girl and let me fuck you?

He nodded his head furiously when he felt an impending orgasm. He only heard you chuckle before you moved away from his ear.

- That's my girl.- you said, bumping into him again, earning him a loud shout of your name.

[arsemial]

I will only write sub/bttm male character × dom/seme reader/male oc. Please do not send sub reader requests.

dom male/female reader requests are OPEN. fandoms I write about.

~tokyo revengers. (for all boys)

~bungou stray dogs (for dazai, chuuya, akutagawa, atsushi, sigma, fyodor, gogol, bram).

~jujutsu kaisen (for gojo, geto, nanami, choso, yuuji, megumi, sukuna)

~banana fish (ash, lee yut lung)

~attack on titan (eren, reiner, levi, jean)

[suzukis-posts]

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 - 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗠𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗝𝗜

Hanma Shuji x Exwife!Fem!Reader

𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗔: Non-con, squirting. NSFW en general.

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Fue una noche fresca. No esperabas encontrarte con él aquí. Pero lo hiciste.

Caminando por la acera para ir a casa con tu actual pareja esperando allí, apartas algunos mechones caídos de tu cabello antes de saltar de un sonido en el callejón a tu lado.

Mirando con el ceño fruncido, tratas de distinguir quién estaba en la oscuridad total. Se escucha una respiración pesada y finalmente ves quién es. ── ¿¡H-Hanma?!

Era tu ex-esposo. Te observa a los ojos y pronto te diste cuenta de que estaba sangrando. Se agarra el abdomen herido antes de estrellarse contra el suelo, derribando un bote de basura de hojalata.

── ¡W-Woah! ¿¡Qué te sucedió!? ── Preguntas frenéticamente mientras te diriges.

Exhala su respuesta. ── Llévame... allí... ── Señala una construcción al lado de ustedes dos. Era su casa.

── ¿No quieres ir al hospital? ¡Estás herido! ── Preguntas con el ceño fruncido a lo que él niega con la cabeza. Con un suspiro y preocupación, lo ayudas a levantarse y lo llevas a su habitación.

Recostándolo suavemente en la cama, gime de dolor. ── Déjame ver. ── Le quitas las manos y la ropa, los ojos se agrandan ante la herida de bala.

── ¿S-Sigue la bala dentro? ── Preguntas frenéticamente.

── No... creo que pasó directamente... ── Jadea mientras respiras aliviada.

Eso facilita las cosas. Después de vendar su herida y limpiar la sangre, Hanma finalmente pudo descansar tranquilo. Suspiras mientras te limpias las manos y miras a tu ex-esposo directo a sus ojos cerrados.

── Hanma… ¿Qué ocurrió? ── Preguntas en voz baja mientras te sientas en la silla al lado de su cama.

Lentamente abre los ojos y mira al techo. ── Me atacaron. Una falla de mi parte. Debería haber sido más cuidadoso.

── ¿Por quién...? ── Preguntas con cautela, casi temerosa de saber la respuesta. Tenías la sensación de que ya sabías quién.

Hanma se encuentra con tus ojos. ── Los hermanos Haitani.

Tus puños se aprietan en tu regazo. ── Oh... ¿Qué estabas haciendo?

Se ríe mientras inclina la cabeza hacia atrás. ── Adivina.

Tú resoplas. ── Cómo puedo saber...

Él te sonríe. ── Todavía eres tan divertida de molestar. Estaba... tratando de obtener más información sobre ti.

── Ahora saben que soy yo. Mierda. ── Él arrastra las palabras mientras se cubre los ojos. ── Estoy jodido.

Lo miras en silencio.

── Pero... me sorprende que no se lo hayas dicho tú mismo. ── Hanma te mira a través de sus dedos.

Una sonrisa aparece en su rostro. ── ¿No me digas que me estás cuidando?

Tu ceño se contrae antes de ponerte de pie. ── Adiós Hanma.

── E-Espera, cariño, solo estaba bromeando.── Se levanta apresuradamente cuando colocas tu mano en el pomo de la puerta. Detestabas con todo tu ser que te diga cariño, no tienes nada que perder aquí. El pasado es pasado.

Jadeas cuando un peso pesado cae sobre ti, haciéndote caer al suelo. ── ¡O-Ow! ¡Oye! ¡Bájate! ── Exclamas enojado mientras tratas de empujar a Hanma.

── ¡Eres pesado! ── Te quejas pero sentiste vergüenza, ya que estaba el cuerpo de Hanma.

── ¿Hanma...? ── Preguntas en voz baja mientras te das la vuelta para mirarlo. Su cabeza estaba acurrucada en el hueco de tu cuello pero viste el sudor goteando por su rostro.

── T-Tienes fiebre... ── Murmuras. No puedes dejarlo así.

Con un profundo suspiro, finalmente te las arreglas para salir de debajo de él y ayudarlo a volver a la cama. Jadea fuertemente con los ojos cerrados mientras colocas una toalla mojada en su frente.

── Honestamente... ── Resoplas con los brazos cruzados pero tu expresión se suaviza.

── No haz cambiado nada...

Terminaste cuidando a Hanma por la noche, pero cuando finalmente se despertó durante la madrugada, te levantaste de tu asiento.

── Oh, bien, estás despierto. ── Sientes su frente suavemente, el gesto hace que el corazón de Hanma se acelere.

Ha pasado una eternidad desde la última vez que sintió tu toque.

── Hm... tu fiebre bajó, pero aun así deberías tomártelo con calma. Bueno, me voy a ir así que- ── Dándote la vuelta para irse, Hanma toma tu mano.

── _______, por favor no vayas. ── Te volteas a mirarlo con incredulidad. ── N-No puedo quedarme... Mikey e Izana se preocuparán y–

Se sienta y envuelve sus brazos alrededor de ti, su pecho desnudo descansa contra tu espalda.

── Quedate. ── Te levanta la barbilla para que puedas mirarlo. Lágrimas caen de tus ojos.

── Yo... yo no sé cómo sentirme. ── Sus ojos se suavizan antes de tirarte de nuevo a la cama encima de él.

── No tienes que pensar en nada ahora mismo. ── Susurra antes de abrazarte cerca. Suspiras y te rindes, envolviendo tus brazos alrededor de él también. Él acaricia tu cabello, enredando tus delgados dedos en él. ── Mírate... eres tan hermosa.

Te sonrojas ante sus palabras antes de intentar alejarte, pero él te mantiene en el lugar.

── No puedo creer que me haya alejado tanto tiempo... ── Murmura mientras desliza suavemente sus labios por tu cuello.

Un gemido sale de tus labios. ── H-Hanma, detente– ── Da un beso húmedo antes de deslizar sus manos por tu cintura.

── Tú, eres perfecta. ── Cierras los ojos aún con lágrimas en tu rostro, siguiendo el consejo de Hanma y tratas de no pensar en la situación.

Se da cuenta de tu estado de estrés, por lo que se aleja y te mira fijamente. ── Sólo un beso. ── Abres tus ojos brillantes y miras fijamente a los suyos. ── ¿Solo uno...?

Él asiente, pero por supuesto que estaba planeando hacer más contigo. Con vacilación, lentamente te inclinas hacia su boca y lo besas inocentemente. Nada sucio, nada apasionado, solo un simple beso dulce.

Lástima que Hanma tenía hambre de más. Él tira de tu cabeza más cerca, tomándote por sorpresa e invade tu boca. Amortiguas y tratas de apartarlo, pero él no cede hasta que le muerdes el labio instintivamente.

── ¡Mierda! ── Él grita antes de empujarte lejos.

Entras en pánico mientras te recuperas. ── P-Perdona, no quise decir- ── Comienzas antes de sacudir la cabeza bruscamente.

¿Por qué me estoy disculpando? ¡Él es quien me obligó!

Hanma examina la sangre en sus dedos antes de suspirar. ── Maldita sea. ── Una sonrisa diabólica adorna su hermoso rostro.

── Supongo que te vas a quedar otra noche.

── ¡No puedo quedarme! ── Exclamas con frustración cuando Hanma te inmovilizó.

── Sí, puedes. Puedes y lo harás. ── Dice claramente antes de besar tu cuello.

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── Relájate. ── Hanma murmura antes de sentir tu suave cuerpo. Lágrimas caen en tus ojos mientras masajeaba tus muslos y frotaba suavemente tu entrada.

── ¡E-Estúpido bastardo! ── Lloras cuando Hanma te mira a los ojos.

── Sí. Tienes razón. Soy un bastardo. ── Él sonríe cuando tus ojos llorosos se encuentran con los suyos.

Su expresión luego se suaviza. ── Dime que me amas.

Tus ojos se abren de sorpresa por su repentina suavidad ── ¿Q-Qué?

── No importa. De todos modos. ── Prácticamente rasga tu camisa te sorprende que los botones no se rompan lo que resulta en un jadeo antes de que te quejes.

── Esa era mi camiseta favorita tú–

── Hm, muy agradable. ── Él sonríe mientras admira tus pechos.

Tu rostro se calienta antes de que frunzas el ceño, pero antes de que puedas decir algo sarcástico, Hanma te besa de nuevo mientras levanta tu pierna alrededor de su cintura.

Gimoteas cuando lo sientes apretar su entrepierna contra la tuya y decides tratar de pensar en otra cosa además de la situación.

Hanma se aleja respirando pesadamente antes de bajarse los pantalones. ── Carajo... te he echado de menos. ── Murmura mientras mira fijamente tu expresión aturdida.

Al recordar algo, Hanma abre el cajón de la mesita de noche junto a ustedes dos. ── Creo que hay un condón-

── No te molestes. ── Respondes monótonamente.

── ¿Eh? ── Hanma pregunta con el ceño fruncido.

── Estoy tomando la píldora. ── Explicas con los ojos cerrados.

── Oh. ── Hanma exhala mientras se retira de la mesita de noche. ── Tiene sentido.

No te molestas en abrir los ojos hasta que sientes algo que te hace cosquillas en la mejilla.

Mirando hacia arriba, ves la cara de Hanma a la luz de la luna. El gel utilizada para peinar su cabello se había ido por completo, por lo que sus mechones caían por su rostro de una manera atractiva. De repente te das cuenta de algo y lo sueltas sin pensar. ── No sabía que usabas anteojos aún.

Aunque no los estaba usando en ese momento, estaban cuidadosamente colocados en la mesita de noche.

Sus ojos se abren, antes de estallar en carcajadas. ── Oh vaya, ¿eso es todo lo que tienes que decir?

Tu respiración se entrecorta cuando él se alinea en tu agujero. ── Relájate muñeca. ── Te sonríe con adoración antes de empujarte.

Agarras las sábanas y cierras los ojos por la intrusión antes de que toque fondo. Hanma exhala temblorosamente antes de mover las caderas. ── A–Ah, he estado esperando este m–momento demasiado t–tiempo.

Te muerdes el labio con dureza antes de echar la cabeza hacia atrás con un gemido tembloroso. ── H-Hanma...

── Estoy aquí, cariño. Siempre lo he estado... ── Susurra mientras apoya su frente contra la tuya. Se oía de alguna forma arrepentido, todos estos años luego de su divorcio se sintió devastado. Nunca te engañaría, se divorció de tí por el temor de que de alguna manera estés bajo peligro por él.

Te aferras a sus hombros mientras te llenaba deliciosamente, el sentimiento de culpa y error solo aumentaba el placer.

Una gota de sudor rueda por la cara de Hanma antes de que levante ambas piernas y se suba encima para entrar en una nueva posición

── ¿H-Huh? ── Tus ojos se abren de golpe ante la nueva posición, pero antes de que puedas protestar, tus ojos retroceden ante la profundidad del miembro de Hanma.

── Esa es una expresión caliente. ── Hanma sonríe mientras balbuceas tonterías. Su cuerpo más grande envolvió el tuyo mientras te acostabas impotente debajo de él.

La cama crujió y tembló tanto por tu peso como por la actividad rigurosa, ya que Hanma te estaba golpeando con bastante brusquedad.

── ¡Hanma-! ── Gritas mientras clavas tus uñas en su espalda. Él gime ante la ardiente sensación antes de besarte para callarte.

Tragando tus gemidos, su mano izquierda que tenía el tatuaje se arrastra hacia tu clítoris antes de frotarlo furiosamente. Tu espalda se arquea ante la sensación y chillas, pero Hanma te mantiene inmóvil con sus largos dedos implacables.

Las lágrimas llenan tus ojos cuando comienzas a agitarte hasta que sientes que se aproxima algo intenso. El blanco parpadea en tu visión antes de que escuches los jadeos de Hanma.

── Oh, maldición, mira eso. Te hice venir. ── Te las arreglas para abrir los ojos ligeramente y miras hacia abajo entre tus piernas para ver tus fluidos en su abdomen.

── Oh, mierda... ── Exhalas antes de cerrar los ojos. ── Déjame verlo de nuevo. ── Hanma sonríe mientras entras en pánico.

── ¡N-no!

── Sí. ── Demanda Hanma antes de frotar tu clítoris sensible. Sollozas al sentir que Hanma solo sonrió sádicamente.

── Eres hermosa así, ¿sabes? borracha con mi pene sin nada más que yo llenando tus pensamientos. ¿No es así? ── Pregunta sombríamente mientras envuelve su mano derecha tatuada alrededor de su cuello.

Tu suministro de oxígeno se corta ligeramente y la estimulación se vuelve demasiado.

── Sin pensar en Mikey o Izana o cualquier otra persona. Solo en mí. ── Gruñe por lo bajo, con un brillo animal en sus ojos. ── Ya no necesitas ir a ver al estúpido de tu hermano... ni a tu pareja, solo pensaras en mi... como en los viejos tiempos.

Ahogas una respuesta, tu mente está demasiado nublada para pensar con claridad. ── ¡S-Sí!

Hanma sonríe como si estuviera enamorado. ── Buena chica. Te amo. ── Él jadea mientras te besa acaloradamente.

La saliva hace un desastre en tu barbilla y la de Hanma y puedes escuchar el sonido chapoteante de su miembro de Hanma golpeando tu vagina.

Estabas empapada. Pero solo se pondría aún más complicado con este próximo orgasmo. Tus ojos se nublan de placer, lo sientes venir. ── ¡H-Hanma, voy a-!

── Hazlo. ── Ordena y tal como él quería, volviste a venirte haciendo un lío por toda la cama y tus piernas. ── ¡A-Ah! ── Gritas antes de ahogarte en un sollozo.

── Mierda. ── Hanma gruñe antes de correrse dentro. Te retuerces ante la sensación de calor antes de cerrar los ojos por el repentino golpe de placer, rápidamente cayendo en la inconsciencia.

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Unas horas más tarde, te despiertas y encontraste la cama vacía. Gimiendo mientras te sientas, haces una mueca de dolor en tus piernas.

── Deberías tomártelo con calma. ── Girando la cabeza hacia la voz, ves a Hanma sentado fuera del balcón con un cigarrillo en la mano.

Él te muestra una sonrisa antes de mirar a lo lejos.

Miras por un momento antes de acercarte lentamente. Encorvado contra su espalda, descansas tu cabeza contra su espalda desnuda antes de suspirar.

No le prestas atención, pero apaga el cigarrillo. ── ... Voy a tener que pasar desapercibido por un tiempo. ──  Nuevamente se oía notable tristeza en su voz.

Tus ojos se abren ante sus palabras mientras escuchas en silencio.

── Pero te daré mi número. ── Hanma mira hacia atrás con una sonrisa mientras lo miras. ── Solo avísame si necesitas algo.

[reddsame]

thinking ab using a vibrator on koko/hanma/sanzu until they cry 🤭🤭

Yes I see it and I like it, making fun of how weak and cute they look with tears running down their cheeks while you masturbate them and they are forced to ride the dildo. I see Hanma and Sanzu teasing you back and they enjoy it because they are fucking masochists, you threaten not to touch them as punishment, just watching them ride the plastic toy and they would still enjoy it...such a couple of spoiled brats.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

I Heart Subs ❤️

Beautiful subby boys on their knees, tilting their head up and gazing at you with the most vulnerable look behind their glossy eyes as they manage to spit out a shaky

“Call me your good boy again...please?”

You grab their chin gently and ask them what they're willing to do to earn that privilege and they desperately stammer out, “Please, I'll do whatever you want! Use me, break me, I don't care just– Call me your good boy again!!”

Their breath hitches as your thumb slips into their open mouth, pressing down on the flat of their tongue while you chuckle at their desperation. Kicking their legs apart even wider, your foot slides in between and presses against their arousal. You grab the back of their head and push them forward a bit, hinting at what their next move should be

As they eagerly hump your leg a wet spot grows on their underwear, soaking through the fabric. With all the sincerity in the world you coo, “Good boy” and they cum on the spot

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— HANMA, INUI, HAKKAI, KAZUTORA, SHINICHIRO, FREMINET, Scaramouche, Xiao

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[nastyzenin]

sub!hanma x reader (no pronoun used but a strapon so yeah..)

twt pxrn links: 1 2 3 4 5

Hanma was a wildcard. In many ways. Not only was he, to be blunt, a bit psycho in the streets. But he sure was wild in the sheets as well. He was up to try anything with you. He could be fully in charge and degrade the hell out of you as well as he could be on his knees whimpering while you press down on his dick with your foot.

So whenever he started to softly kiss your neck and whimper that he wanted you. You knew he wasn't in the mood to take the lead. You knew he needed you to be in charge. To handle him with care. And to remind him what a little slut he was.

"Aw what did my baby do to get so desperate huh?" you whispered in his ear and he let out a small whine in response when your fingers grazed over his chest. "So very sensitive. Tsk tsk, did you have fun without me?" "I was just thinking about you. How it feels when you fill me up. When you touch me. Touches me everywhere." He admitted looking at you with glossy eyes while you took his dick in your hand and pumped it. He was already leaking precum and he shuddered as you took your thumb over his slit to spread it around. "Feels so good."

You loved to see him like this. All putty in your hands. All glossy-eyed and submissive to you. You pumped him a few more times, kissed his neck and bite down on his chest and down his stomach while you started to play with his balls. He let out shakey breaths and when you told him he was doing so well he whimpered. He loved hearing it. He was feeding of it. And you were feeding of his every reaction.

"Please, I need you. I need you inside me." he stuttered trying to grab your arm to get you to look at him. But you just tsk'd at him. "please?" "Youre so cute when you beg. But we got to prep you properly right?" you said and he nodded, defeated but he knew it was true.

He dragged for his breath when you inserted a finger in him but the moan he let out when you finally inserted another? Bring the holy water. He was not holding back, not that you wanted him to.

It didn't take much to prep him. He was basically a running faucet. He had been having some fun before he came to you, you knew it but if he wanted to play innocent and lie then he could. For now. You would use it against him later.

Later being when you got the strap-on and started to push in. He was a moaning mess; ass up in the air, face down in the mattress and knuckles white from holding on to the sheets for dear life while you pushed in. He tried to push back on it, to get you deeper faster but you kept pulling out whenever he did. Making him sob and whimper and whine out how mean you were being. You just rolled your eyes, he had no idea what he was in for. So you pushed your full length in with one swift motion, making him let out the deep growling moan and making his leg actually shake. You couldn't help but giggle seeing how his body was literally trembling.

"Happy now babyboy?" you whispered in his ear while slowly moving your hips and he just nodded while letting out whimper after whimper. "Remember that you have to wait until they get permission to come." He nodded frantically, fucking himself back on your strapon.

You let him have his way for a while. Letting him fuck himself stupid on your dick while you enjoyed the view and the sounds he made. But as hot as his back was you wanted to see his fucked out face so you made him turn around. He was so fucked already, his mouth hanging open and his eyes all glossy. Cheeks flushed red and precum leaking all over his stomach while you fucked him.

"Please let me come," he whimpered and you stroke his cheek. "Please, it feels so good." "Only good boys gets to come. You lied about having played before you came to me. Good boys dont lie do they?" You said softly and he stared at you with eyes wide open. "Thats what I thought."

You kept fucking him while you started to pump his dick, running the thumb over his slit every one in a while only to stop moving both your hips and hand when you felt he was getting close. He kept kicking his legs, begging for you to let him come but you just kissed his cheek and asked if he really deserved it.

Your hand would be glistening with his precum, his tip bright red and he would be bucking up his hips into your hand who wasn't even holding his cock just the air around it. He would toss and turn while you cooed at him about how pathetic he was. What a needly little slut he was being. That if he wanted to cum so badly he should have behaved from start and not lied.

Like a mantra he kept saying how sorry he was that he would never lie again. That he would never touch himself without permission again. And with that you gave him a kiss and started to move your hips and hand again. Hanma kept letting out the most lewed sounds one after another. Squealing sounds echoing through the room along with his moans. And the broken moan he let out when he finally got to come was straight up pornographic. His cum covered his stomach and chest. Coming out in one spurt after another from being held back so many times.

"Such a good boy for me aren't you baby?" You said while kissing his cheek and chest. "Yes, I'm your good boy." He said trying to catch his breath while his body was still shaking from his climax. Whimpering when you pulled out and lay next to him to hold him. "So good right?" You hummed. "The best boy" you said and held him tighter.

[rintoki]

Yo...Hanma + face sitting 👁👁 (he's the one sitting on y/n's face and getting his ass ate😋)

mmmm there are only 2 acceptable scenarios; either he’s also got a mouthful of cock at the same time, or that he has his hands tied and suspended from a hook on the ceiling.

personally i’ll go for the second one; with his hands tied all he can do is struggle while you tongue fuck his hole. even using the restraints as leverage as he tries to grind and buck his hips. be sure to keep a firm grip on his thighs so he’s forced to sit still and take what you’re giving. all the struggling would only rub his wrists raw, it leaves a nice reminder of your time together.

it’s also good to note that he can’t touch himself this way either, so soon enough you’ll be graced with a chorus of pleas from him. just begging for you to touch his cock too, he wants to cum so bad. so much so that he leaks so much precum you can feel it dripping onto your chest. it’s even a pity that you can’t see it bobbing pathetically with every shift of his hips, all swollen and leaky. and if you tease him enough without touching his cock, he might even have a dry orgasm; body spasming uncontrollably as he whines out for you.

[sanzuscertifiedwife]

Emma is so lucky to attract such a fine man 💞

[sleepysnk]

rewatching tokyo revengers in the english dub is so funny 😭 i was shocked when takemitchi was like “fuck off!” LIKE DAMN??

[akkkkollle]

afab hanma and the reader jealous of kisaki?

Pairing: AFAB!Hanma × Jealous!M!Reader.

Genre: Smut.

Cw: mentions of K*saki, Hanma uses he/him(it's easier to write that way), a bit of humiliation and a hint that Hanma will impregnate(?), I do not know.

A loud moan reverberates through the room when you hit a particularly sensitive point of your girlfriend. Her hands clench into fists while you hold them over his head.

- Well, what, a little whore, would Kisaki fuck you as well? - you asked, biting his shoulder, making him literally scream.

-Y-yes, damn it! He would have fucked me many times better, y-your cock doesn't even reach the cervix, idiot! - he groans, closing his eyes, realizing that he is walking on very thin ice.

And he was right. The ice, roughly speaking, breaks under him and he feels your other hand putting his legs to his chest, thereby making him moan with pleasure. His wet, sticky walls squeeze around your cock, proving that he's lying.

- Yes? Well, then I'll fill you to the brim and you'll get pregnant, pretty girl. Then no Kisaki will pick you up, eh?