#summer responds

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hanma + his girlfriend whose oblivious to the fact that his roommate is hitting on her 🤍

a/n: cijsjxjwjd i saw this and was very intrigued, but nonetheless, my brain was working at 3 am and here we are. sorry if this is shitty 😭! thank you for sending this in by the way! 🫶🏻

pairings: hanma shuji x fem!reader

warnings: modern au, college au, slight kisaki x reader, flirting, jealousy, possessiveness, nsfw, smut, some exhibitionism, unprotected sex, dirty talk, praising, use of pet names (doll, babydoll, princess, baby), some rough sex, breeding kink.

thrill ft. hanma shuji

He really hated how fucking oblivious you were.

He watched with sharp eyes how you stood there with that gorgeous smile on your face, speaking with his roommate oh so casually. Giggles flew past your lips at the little jokes Kisaki cracked to make you laugh. He wouldn’t have said a word, but a certain sentence made Hanma almost question his entire friendship with the man he had been living with for the past two years. 

“Your laugh is cute.. really cute actually.”

Hanma could not stop thinking about it.

When you paused in your snickering, he figured you would have abandoned the conversation, but you didn’t. Instead, you did the exact opposite and kept speaking with Kisaki. You even thanked him for his compliment. Hanma couldn’t believe that his flirtation went completely over your head. He was the only one who caught onto it. He knew Kisaki Tetta better than anybody else, and he knew damn well when he was trying to get at something he craved. 

He wanted to do something about it. It wasn’t the first time Kisaki had said something suspicious around you. Yet, you didn’t say a word and assumed it was platonic. However, Hanma knew that wasn’t true at all. He was done with your ignorance and he was ready to crack.

That’s how you ended up with your legs thrown over Hanma’s shoulders. His cock pressing deep into your womb, sending you over the edge from the euphoric feelings. He wasn’t showing any mercy either. He didn’t care how loud you were or how you practically begged him to not stop with tears brimming at your lash line. 

A sadistic smile wore itself into his gorgeous features. He had the best view in the whole fucking world, and he wasn’t going to let anyone, not even Kisaki, get a chance to see it. You were his. You were his angelic little girlfriend. He wasn’t about to share you. 

The hand with ‘Sin’ tattooed on it trailed down your abdomen slowly. Your flesh was like silk beneath his slender fingers. “Shiiiit, you’re driving me crazy, princess.” he slurred. 

Your fingernails clawed at the skin on his shoulders. The pleasure became almost unbearable from how great his thrusts were. You could hardly keep up with him. “H-Hanma! It’s.. too m-much! Ah!“ your head fell backwards onto the pillows behind you, eyeballs disappearing beneath your eyelids. 

God, you were so fucking stunning like that. He honestly wished you could see yourself the way he did, because he couldn’t get enough.

Your lips were swollen with drool pooling deep within your mouth, your pretty eyes were glassy with tears, and most of all, your delicious cunt was sucking his cock in perfectly. A white ring wrapped around the base, allowing him to slide inside you with such ease. If he wasn’t careful, he’d slip out, and he couldn’t allow that. Not when you’ve been taking him like the good girl you were. 

Squeezing your thigh, he pushed your legs apart further so he could stare at your pussy. It was so swollen and wet. He could feel his mouth watering at how it looked. “F-Fuck.. yeah, you take me so well, baby.” he groaned, “M-Might have to put one in ya, babydoll. You’re so fucking good.” 

He smirked when he felt your walls quiver around him tightly. You always preferred when he came inside of you. Your velvety walls covered with his cum were sending you into a frenzy. “Inside..! P-Please, Hanma!” you blubbered, looking at him with desperation in your eyes. 

He scoffed, placing your legs around his waist so he could angle himself. It’d be perfect for him to fuck his cum deep inside of you. “Yeah..? Want my cum in you, princess?” he cooed. “Such a pretty baby.. I’ll make sure you’re full.”

Hanma’s golden eyes flashed towards the clock beside the bed. He smiled devilishly when he realized that a certain someone was just a few minutes away. He knew you’d be embarrassed, but Hanma wanted Kisaki to know that you’re not to be messed with. He’d have to sit there and watch as Hanma made you cum, not him. He was the only one who could send you over the fucking edge. 

Your second orgasm was already on the horizon. The knot beneath your belly was tightening with every little thrust. Hanma could feel the way you were clenching down on him. He was determined to make you reach it. He wanted to see you fall apart underneath him. You were always the prettiest when you screamed his name. 

White stars danced along your vision as he poked at your g-spot. You were slowly losing yourself. Your mind becoming lost within a thick cloud surrounding it. “I-I’m gonna.. cum! Hanma! Oh, Hanma! Right there!” you cried, your thighs beginning to tremble as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave on a shore. 

Hanma intertwined your fingers with his as you came. He was so close to his own high, but you looked too pretty to not admire. “That’s it, doll. Cum for m-me..” his hips began to stutter as his cock twitched inside of you. “Gonna fill up this pretty cunt.. make it all mine.” 

You watched him with hazy eyes as he fucked you with such desire. The grip he had on your hand was so tight that his knuckles turned white. The effects of your orgasm were slowly disappearing, and you started to feel that white-hot pleasure again. All that came from your lips were whimpers and whines for him to cum inside you. 

A loud groan suddenly escaped his mouth as he finally reached his orgasm. Thick, white spurts of cum began to cover your pretty walls, filling you completely. Hanma practically emptied himself inside of your cunt, and he had zero regrets.

Panting, he leaned down to catch your lips on his. The kiss you shared was sloppy, but passionate. It honestly turned him on all over again, so he’d probably have to shove you into the shower so he could have another round with you. Plus, he didn’t have to clean a mess. 

“Ahem.”

The two of you turned your heads to meet an embarrassed, but angry Kisaki. The blonde stared at his roommate with annoyance.

Hanma knew it was coming, especially since he was fucking his sweet girlfriend on Kisaki’s bed. 

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself ♡.”

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27 with eren jaeger laughs evilly

a/n: i love me some eren jaeger smut, so thank you again for requesting this!! i hope you enjoy 🫶🏻!

pairings: eren jaeger x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, smut, reader is a brat kind of, teasing, dirty talk, praising, use of pet names (baby, princess), some degradation, kinda rough sex, breeding, creampie, begging.

prompt #27: “do you think you deserve this?”

Your eyes rolled back from the sensation of your boyfriend’s cock hitting your g-spot. He may have not been able to see it, but he could feel how much you like it. Your tight walls were squeezing his dick so well that it was taking everything inside him to not ruin you right there on the mattress you were fucking on. 

Eren’s hand trailed up your backside, sending tingles all along your skin. His hands squeezed your ass as he thrusted into your pussy. You had been acting up all fucking day and he wasn’t going to let it slip away from him. He wanted nothing more than to fuck you to make that shitty attitude you had disappear. He was tired of it, and he knew you couldn’t deny a good fuck from him. He always made you feel like you were on the moon whenever he went down on you, and that’s exactly what he did.

He could feel your pussy quivering around his shaft. He knew you were close judging by your body language and how loud you had become. He loved watching you become a needy little slut around his cock. “Fuck.. yeah, you like that princess?” he looked over at your face that was shoved into the pillow near your head.

All you could do was nod your head at his question. The white hot pleasure that was spreading throughout your body was too fucking good. Your orgasm was creeping up on you with every thrust of his hips, and you yearned it more than anything else right now. 

Eren felt your walls getting tighter and tighter. He hissed at how fucking great it felt. Your pussy was so intoxicating to him and he could never get enough of it. It was almost like you were made for him to have sex with you. It was so perfect. “You’re gonna cum, aren’t you, baby? I can feel you getting snug around me..” he smirked, reaching around to toy with your swollen clit. “Fuck.. you’re so wet.. all this, for me?” 

You gasped when his fingers started circling your clit. Your fingernails dug into the material of the pillowcase from the increased pleasure. “Ah! Eren.. yes! Only you!” you whined, looking at his gorgeous features while he rutted into you. 

His name rolling off your tongue made him harder than he already was. Truly, you were right. Your pussy was his and his only. Nobody could ever fuck you the way he did. He’s the only man on the fucking planet that could ever make you cum so hard you’d see stars in your pretty eyes. “Yeah.. that’s right, baby..” he groaned, squeezing your hips. “Say my fucking name, yeah? I love when you scream it..” 

You shuddered at his request, but nonetheless you obliged to it. “Yes..! Eren! Eren!” you cried. “Eren.. fuck.. ‘gonna cum!” 

He started slowing his thrusts. The pleasure you were feeling had started to diminish, causing you to lift your head up with confusion. Eren had this grin on his features that screamed he was a cocky fuck. “Do you think you deserve it?” he cocked his head to the side in a teasing manner. 

A whimper came from your lips at his question. You knew you weren’t in the best mood today, but you wanted to cum so fucking bad. “Eren.. please! I wanna cum..” you wiggled your backside towards him to feel some kind of friction against your needy pussy. 

Eren started touching and pinching your clit. His other hand touched your smooth skin, forming goosebumps along your body. He was clearly teasing you and getting off on it, because he had this wild look in his green eyes. “Yeah..? You’re gonna act good, right?“ he asked. “Not piss me off, right?” 

You nodded. “Yes! I promise, Eren!” 

He chuckled, then started to pick up that same pace from before. He had one of his hands on your hip while the other played and messed with your clit. You gripped on the sheets to hold yourself up, your eyes rolling behind your head from the pleasure. He was gonna make sure you would act right. He was so damn certain of it. 

You couldn’t hold back anymore. The pit inside your stomach finally caved and you felt this wave of ecstasy wash over your body. Your pussy squeezed Eren’s cock with such delight that he let out a groan or two from how delicious it was. A ring of white cream circled his dick as he thrusted into you as you rode out your orgasm. His name bouncing off the walls with a series of curses following in suit. You felt so so great. It was like there was relief coming over you, and you couldn’t be happier. 

Eren gripped your ass so hard his knuckles had turned white. His balls began to twitch and he knew he was about to cum at any second. He was gonna leave you nice and full. The thought alone was making him so turned on that it only made his thrusts increase, allowing his balls to slap against your cunt. 

He gritted his teeth, chasing that euphoric high that he desired more than anything else. “Mmph! Fuck! I’m gonna fill you u-up so fucking good, princess!” he grunted, looking down at his cock that was slipping inside of you so effortlessly. “Tell me you want that.. yeah? You want my cum in that pretty pussy, right..? All fucking filled and full..?”

“Y-Yes! Oh god, Eren, yes!” you whined, looking at him with desperate eyes. 

Oh, he loved the sound of that.

Eren groaned and grunted the moment he reached his orgasm. His cum filled your cunt, painting your crimson walls white from it. His nails dug into your skin, leaving some marks on the flesh. He was more than satisfied with you now, but there was still a side of him that didn’t feel that was enough.

He then flipped you onto your backside so you were now lying down and facing him. Your eyes grew wide at his gesture. “Eren, what are you-“

“Get comfortable, baby, I still got some things I think we should work out.”

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I want Gagamaru to "just the tip" his way into my guts, even if we initially agreed to go slow, it feels so good I would need him deeper 🥺

a/n: i hated this because my pacing was HORRIFIC, but i absolutely loved this ask so it got a little fic attached to it. thank you for sending this in and i hope you enjoy!! <;3.

pairings: gagamaru gin x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, smut, needy!reader, quickie, belly bulge (?), kinda size kink, gagamaru has a big dick, creampie, use of pet names (baby, princess, good girl), dirty talk, praising, some breeding kink.

synopsis: gagamaru promised to only put the tip in. you were in a rush, so it sounded like the perfect way to finish and get going. however, that quickly changed when you two just couldn’t keep your hands off one another in bed.

just the tip? ft. gagamaru gin

It was supposed to be short and quick.

“Just the tip, I promise, baby..”

Gagamaru swore up and down that he would only use the tip. You two were somewhat in a rush at that hour because you had plans with your friends in just a few hours. It was unexpected, but your boyfriend had become quite hard while you were changing from your shower. The sight of water droplets trickling down your body made his mouth water and all he wanted was to be inside of you. He could feel his cock throbbing with need, but he knew you had plans. He didn’t want you all messy for your friends when they came to pick you up, but he couldn’t hide the desire he had for you. He tried to be subtle, but you had caught on the moment he pressed his aching bulge against your backside. It was sort of.. his signal to let you know that he wanted you, and badly. He had done it several times before in your relationship.

After negotiating with your boyfriend, you agreed on something quick. Just enough of you so he could cum and call it a day. He promised he would only slip the tip inside your cunt, and you believed him. 

But, that was slowly fading away.

The fat tip of his cock was inside your dripping pussy. He occasionally moved it around to feel some type of friction, but you could sense from his body language that he was getting even more needy than he was before. You were also becoming completely lost in the bliss he was giving you, and you craved more and more of your boyfriend. Gagamaru was watching you with an intense stare and he couldn’t pull his eyes away from your gorgeous face. He wanted to move so bad. He wanted to stuff his thick cock into your walls and stretch you open. It was becoming so hard to hold back and he was tempted to just fill you with his dick. 

You squirmed underneath your boyfriend. He could feel and just see it in your body language that you were needy for him. He wanted to push it all in, but he promised the tip! He didn’t want you to become upset with him. “G-Gagamaru..! Ah..! Need you.. need more!” you clawed at his shoulders, begging him to do more to you. “P-Please!”

It was like something had cracked inside of him and was completely unleashed in bed. Gagamaru looked down at you and your desperation expression. Your eyes were glassy and your pretty lips were covered in your spit. He wasn’t going to deny you what you wanted. Oh, no, he could never do that, and if his cock was what you wanted, then he would give you it all without any hesitation. “Okay, baby, I’ll give it to you..” he placed his hands on your hips, positioning his aching cock just right so he could reach those nice spots inside of you.

Then, he pushed himself into you. A sharp gasp escaped your throat as his cock split your pussy apart, making you whine and wither underneath him. He was making you feel so full. His cock was so thick and long that it made you see stars the moment it entered your velvety walls. He grunted a few times when he felt you hugging his cock tightly. Your hole was stretched to its limit and it was reaching all of the right spots inside of your cunt. Fuck the tip. You needed the whole thing.

He began to thrust himself into your pussy. Your eyes rolled back into your skull from the sensation of his tip kissing at your g-spot. Gagamaru smirked to himself when he saw how great you looked. Your face was all contorted with pleasure and his name was falling off of your lips at the same time. He didn’t know why he didn’t do such a thing sooner. If he knew it was gonna be this good, he would have just fucked you earlier. 

His large hand landed on your belly where he pressed against your abdomen. He could feel his cock with every thrust and couldn’t hide the grin that showed itself on his features. He was so deep inside of you. It was no wonder why you were behaving in such a manner underneath him. He thought you looked so gorgeous. Your pussy stuffed to its limit with his cock, your face that was twisted with pleasure. All of it was straight out of his fantasies. “You feel me in there, baby..?” his voice was so seductive that it made you clench around him. “So fuckin’ tight and pretty..”

You were already so close. His dick was reaching all of those delicious spots inside of you that made your toes curl. He was so big. All those years of playing soccer really paid off for him and his physique. His height also added onto that. There was no other man that could satisfy you the way Gagamaru did. 

The pit in your belly was only growing larger with each thrust of his cock. Gagamaru could feel your walls tightening around him. It made him grit his teeth from the pressure. It just felt too fucking good and it was driving him up the wall. He wanted you to cum so bad. He needed you so badly and had been wanting to fuck your sweet pussy for days now. Being inside of you was like heaven itself and there was no other feeling that compared. He was going to make sure you remembered that orgasm all fucking day while you were out with your friends. “C’mon, princess, cum on my dick..” he toyed with your puffy clit, making you gasp. “Be a good girl, yeah..?”

With one final thrust, you both came and reached your orgasms. Your walls clamped around his cock and practically milked him of all he had. Gagamaru squeezed the pillow beside your head as his thick cum filled into your womb. You had a tight hold on him. Your thighs were trembling and your chest was heaving from how intense your high was. Warmth flooded into your belly, making you shiver slightly. 

Gagamaru kissed the top of your head, forming a smile on your features from the contact of his lips on your skin. “Better get going, baby, don’t want your friends to miss you.” he whispered, winking at you.

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7 AND 10 WITH SHINJCHIROO

a/n: MY GOD I WAS WAITING FOR A SHINICHIRO REQUEST BECAUSE THIS BOY JUST MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!! so thank you so much for this and i hope you enjoy! <3

pairings: shinichiro sano x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, smut, brat!reader, rough sex, use of pet names (baby, princess, angel, good girl), praising, some dacryphilia, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, creampie, some light choking.

prompt #7: “you can take it.”

prompt #10: “spread your legs wider.”

After acting like a complete brat all fucking day, you shouldn’t have expected anything less when your boyfriend Shinichiro had your back pressed into the mattress with his cock stuffing your tight cunt. 

However, what you didn’t expect was the amount of orgasms he had managed to rip from you. 

Shinichiro had enough of your horrible attitude today. He had done everything to make sure you were treated like a princess, but when you acted like a total brat the entire day, he knew he had to do something about it. He wasn’t about tolerating such behaviors from you, and he knew the perfect remedy to fix your little mood problem. Fucking your brains out until you understood that he wasn’t messing around with you. 

Sure enough, those sour feelings you had earlier dissipated. 

Your cunt was tired and pushed to its limit. He was working your third orgasm and you honestly weren’t sure how much more you could take. You were shaking like a leaf underneath him and he wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. “S-Shin! It’s too much, ah!” your eyes were glossy from the tears that had covered them. 

One of his hands trailed along the soft skin of your chest then down towards your navel. He adored seeing you in such a position like that. Looking all pretty and cute with his cock fucking you like there’s no tomorrow. “You can take it.” he said, using the pad of his thumb to rub your clit. 

The familiar knot in your belly was appearing and making itself known. You were close. Shinichiro could feel it as well, and he was getting excited at the thought of you cumming again. He knew you were extremely sensitive by now, but he fucking loved it. He wanted to fuck you more and more until you understood his frustrations. You were such a good girl for taking his cock like that. He wished he could have sex with you all damn day if it meant he could see your gorgeous face twisted with pleasure.

Shinichiro also felt his own climax hurtling towards him. He wanted to make you cum, but he had the urge to empty himself inside of your pretty cunt. “Spread your legs wider.” he ordered, looking down at you through the strands of jet black hair that covered his eyes. “Can you do that for me, baby?” 

Whimpering, you did as you were told and opened your legs for him. Shinichiro groaned at the deeper access he had to you now. You were sucking his dick in so perfectly. He didn’t care about the mess on the sheets or on his cock. All he wanted was you. “Shinichiro..!” you cried, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. 

He smiled at the way his name slipped off your tongue. It only encouraged him to keep fucking you with such a brutal pace. He was gonna make you forget all about that shitty day you had. “Mmm.. you’re such a good girl, princess.” he groaned. “Takin’ my cock so well.. you wanna cum around it, baby? I can tell you do.” 

Your head nodded vigorously. “Y-Yes! Make me cum, Shin..” 

Oh, he was going to make sure you did.

He wrapped one of his hands around your throat and started fucking you as fast as he could. Your eyes rolled into your skull at the relentless pace of his cock reaching your g-spot. You couldn’t stop the moans and whimpers for more that came from your lips. You were about to let go at any moment now. 

With a loud cry, the knot in your stomach fell apart. It released sparks of electricity that danced along your belly and down towards your thighs where they began to tremble. Shinichiro grunted a few times when your cunt clamped down on him tightly. He could feel it becoming much easier to move inside you now from the arousal that covered his shaft. He was so proud of you. He honestly didn’t think you were going to make it for another orgasm, but you did. 

Shinichiro’s cock twitched inside your pussy. He looked down at your fucked out face that turned him on even more. Tears rolled down the apples of your cheeks and your eyes were hazy from the affects of your orgasm. How fucking cute.

He grunted one last time, then halted his movements when he finally reached his high. He gritted his teeth at the feeling of his cum filling your cunt and covering your walls with white. You whimpered a little at the sudden sensation, but nonetheless did it feel euphoric to you. 

The two of you panted and stared at one another with seduction still heavy in your eyes. 

“Hehe.. round four..?”

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the older brother's bestfriend trope got me kicking and blushing fr

Anyway, shidou w/ this trope >0< like, imagine you, being Sae and Rin's little sister, and by the time shidou sees you, he goes absoloutely ballshit crazy for you because you resembled your brothers so much, and not to mention, your body was to die for <3.

Shidou absoloutely loved coming over just to see you in those short shorts that you wore and that shirt that barely hid your chest !! Although, your brothers try to push him off since you were just “too good” for shidou. But really, you'd never tell your brothers' on how the first time you saw shidou, you knew he was panty dropping hot and how you just wanted to ruin him there and then <3

And by the time you guys are finally alone, Shidou's absoloutely going INSANE for your wet cunt underneath those cute panties of yours :(( he just wants you so bad fr <3 poor baby

SHIDOU WOULD WORK SO WELL!! i have an idea hold up..

shidou has always had his eyes on you from the moment you two met. he would see you walking around the house all innocent and cute, and he’s always thought you were so fucking sexy. he would sometimes make small comments to sae and rin, but neither of them said much because they didn’t think he would actually make a move like that on you but he eventually does one day.

you’re all watching a movie and shidou so casually places his hand on your inner thigh, sparking a heat in your core that makes you shiver. he gives you that look to stay quiet and you obey, shifting around to avoid any attention from your brothers who are only just a few feet away on the other couch. he would start toying with your clothed clit, sucking on his teeth when he feels how wet you are. his cock would be so fucking hard, but he just keeps playing with you. you’re practically squeezing the blanket for dear life, trying to hold back the moans that threaten to leave your lips.

he’d make you so so wet that your panties are completely soiled, along with his fingers. he’d be tempted to stuff a finger inside you, but he halts because he knows it’ll be obvious when his wrist is moving. he just wants to fuck you so bad :( it almost hurts but he finishes you off and you’re practically trembling under the blanket and your body is so warm. it was a shocker that no one noticed but shidou definitely wants more than to just play with your cunt <3!!

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Imagine Kaiser fucking you while you're on the phone with your sweet big brother Alexis....would be a shame if he heard you.....

YESSSSS

kaiser would so do something like this. he’s honestly the type to make you come over and when your older brother calls, he doesn’t make you ignore it. he would smirk and make you answer the call, but you’re too fucked out to even realize what’s happening. you’d hear your brothers voice and kaiser would keep going <3 he just knows that it’s making you upset but he could care less because he gets so fucking turned on. you’d be trying your best to talk normally but kaiser’s cock is just dragging through all of the right places to make you see stars.

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I TAKE THAT BACK I MEAN KUNIGAMI FUCK OLIVER KUNIGAMI SIZE KINK

HELP MEEEE

you asked and you shall receive

kunigami is just so big. he stands at 6’2 and he’s so bulky that being next to anyone would make you feel small. along with his height.. is that dick down below. i just know it’s thick and girthy with a really nice vein that runs underneath and you can always feel it whenever he drags his cock inside your walls. he has a hard time trying not to completely fold you in half whenever he’s fucking your brains out :(. sometimes he wants to go all out and make sure you don’t walk the next day, but he holds back for you.

he has that kind of dick that gives you a small belly bulge too. he can make you feel so full that it’s so intense you almost cum right on the spot when he first enters you. you’ll truly never be used to the stretch his cock gives you and it’s just so fucking hot.

and his cum? oh my godddd it’s so thick and nice. if you want him to cum in you, be prepared to almost be pregnant by the end. he has the kind of cum that will get you filled up by the time he’s done <3.

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OLDER BROTHER’S????? BEST FRIEND????? KUNIGAMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LITERALLY BEST COMBO IMAGINABLE HOLY SHIT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏🙏 HANDS AND KNEES. HANDS AND KNEES!!!!!!

AHHHH YES

older brother best friend!kunigami who you’ve had a crush on for the longest time. he’s come over so many times and you honestly cannot get enough of how hot he is. he’s so big and bulky that whenever he talks to you he seems much larger in size and it makes your panties soaking wet. it’s even better when he comes inside after playing soccer with your brother and he’s all sweaty and shirtless so you get a nice view of his abs and toned stomach!!

it’s even better when he has your face in the mattress with his thick cock bullying your walls. he’s just so fucking big that he stretches you out so nicely :( and he keeps telling you to moan louder and louder so he can fill your pretty cunt with his cum. he knows he shouldn’t be fucking his friends sister but you’re just so pretty and irresistible!!

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thinking abt itachi having a sleepover with itachi as his childhood bsf and him shoving his fingers into your mouth to make you shut the fuck up, whispering all nasty in your ear like “don’t want your parents to hear…” all while the only sound in the room is the sound of ur cunt… send help im in uchiha hell.

HELP ME. I AM DOWN BAD FOR THIS.

childhood best friend itachi who you’ve trusted since you were both little, but when you both hit your teen years he realized that it was more than just platonic and he actually liked you for a while. then once you both transitioned to adults, there was tension that grew between you two and he fantasized about you so fucking often that it consumed him everyday to the point where he was going crazy from now being able to call you his.

when you asked him to spend the night at your place, he didn’t think much of it, but he just couldn’t pull his eyes away from those skimpy pajama shorts you were wearing. they kept riding up and exposing your thighs and those pretty pink panties that made his cock hard. he hated to be such a perv, but there was just so much to like about you.

once you two both lied down, itachi was right behind you and he couldn’t get rid of those thoughts he had about you, so he started inching closer towards you to the point where his hardened cock was now pressed against your ass and his hand was on your stomach. you were completely shocked by such moves, but you also craved it more than you’d like to admit. he asked if it was okay and when you said yes, he dipped his fingers underneath your panties and began to play with your clit. you couldn’t hide the moan that came from your lips to which itachi hid by shoving his fingers into your mouth. he knew your parents were around and didn’t want you two to get caught.

“better stay quiet.. they don’t need to find out what i’m going to do to you tonight..”

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More big brother's best friend 🥺 with Rin, please? He's perfect for it because he can be so intimidating so you would feel both intimidated and aroused by his presence...

YEEEESSSSS

just imagine your surprise when you find out that rin of all people is your older brothers best friend. he’s so quiet around you and honestly seems really intimidating because of his nature, but for some reason, it only makes you more attracted to him. there would be little things that he does that make your thighs press together. taking off his shirt after playing soccer in the yard, manspreading in front of you, even brushing his hand against yours when he took some water from you.

he has this stare that makes you feel uncomfortable but you like whenever he has his emerald eyes on you. it would all come to a head when rin finally breaks the tension and makes a move on you, and that’s when your brother isn’t home and he surprisingly showed up without any warning.

and he makes you feel so fucking good. he would take you up the stairs and make you stay quiet because he didn’t want your brother to find out your little secret with him. he’d kiss your body all over and almost make you squirt when he pushes his fingers inside you. any loud noise makes him pause and slap your puffy clit, telling you to shush or else he’ll leave you that way.

“have always wanted this.. you better stay quiet, baby. i don’t want him findin’ out what we’re doing.. so be a good girl, yeah?”

[sleepysnk]

sorry!! i know you’re not taking requests rn but thoughts on hanma being envious over reader and draken’s relationship and then him comforting (😉) reader after their breakup!!!!!

a/n: i saw this.. and my brain went to work mode. thank you for sending this in!! i hope you enjoy <3!

pairings: hanma shuji x fem!reader

warnings: college au, angst, cheating, mentions of draken x reader, breakups, nsfw, oral sex f!receiving, use of pet names (baby, doll, babydoll, princess), jealousy, possessive behaviors, choking, unprotected sex, breeding kink, some mentions of after care, mentions of cigarettes.

moth to a flame ft. hanma shuji

Hanma Shuji was the kind of man who could wrap any girl around his finger.

In some ways, Hanma was every girl’s dream man. He was standing at six foot four, had golden eyes like the rays of the sun, and gorgeous black and blonde hair that sat atop his head. The addition of the kanji on his hands only gave him more attention from the women he saw at parties or in his classes. He was no doubt a handsome man. Every girl on campus fantasized being in bed with the male. Some even got lucky and spent an evening with him. Their recounts were all the same. He was a blessing in the sheets and he worked wonders with his body to make a woman feel good.

Hanma knew he was an attractive guy. He was often called cocky or self centered by the insecure men on campus who were envious of the man’s popularity. It’d earn a couple laughs from him and he usually shrugged off such comments, because to be blunt, he didn’t have a single care in the world for any guy who came off as insecure. They could dream all they wanted. They would never be Hanma Shuji.

When he began his sophomore year of university, he figured he’d be used to the familiar routine he had his previous year. He would go to parties, indulge in some alcohol, and smoke cigarettes with the friends he had made prior. It was supposed to be an average year of dreaded assignments and waking up at the crack of dawn to get ready for class. He knew the routine. 

However, as with some routines, they begin to get disrupted by things out of their control.

That’s exactly what you did to Hanma’s usual college routine. You destroyed that wavelength he was riding on for the past year, and he was not a fan of that sudden shift. 

Hanma’s very first encounter with you occurred at a fraternity party. His honey eyes were searching for someone to hook up with that evening. He was already so exhausted from his classes that he needed some sort of release from the problems he was facing. There were many options in front of the man, but you were the jewel that shined behind them all. Hanma found it hard to believe that a woman as beautiful as you wasn’t paired with another man. Your glittery skirt that twinkled like stars on a dark night was what really stuck out. Though, it was your beauty that completely cultivated the man who was sitting just one room away from you.

The cigarette between his chapped lips almost slipped away from his mouth from how intensely he was staring at you. Could someone like you really be real? It was almost as if the gods themselves designed you like you were meant to be the perfect human being. 

What a woman he thought to himself. 

However, with that beauty brought disappointment to the man who had desired you. Hanma’s once excited heart had slowed when another man had draped his arm around your shoulders. He had bitter emotions when he realized that it was Ken Ryuguji that had accompanied you. How could that asshole pull a fine dime like you? He was well aware that Draken was a relevant man on campus. He was also known for his looks and his friendly nature towards his peers. Despite that, Hanma disliked the other man. He just couldn’t place his finger on why he couldn’t stand him.

Hanma eventually dropped the idea of trying to make a move on you, and moved on to some other random girl who had caught his attention. He let it go. It’s what he had to do. 

Unfortunately, that didn’t last long for him. 

Hanma didn’t know what it was, but you had infected his brain like a parasite and you refused to leave. He had barely ever seen you on campus except for the occasional chance that you were in the dining hall at the same time he was, but otherwise, you two hardly ever interacted with each other. What the fuck was his reasoning for thinking of you so much? You had a boyfriend. He was never the type to cross those kinds of boundaries, especially with guys like Ken Ryuguji around. He knew that’d lead to some unfortunate events that Hanma wasn’t looking to get involved in.

It didn’t take very long for Hanma to hear about the details of your relationship with Draken. He’d see the two of you all the time around campus. Sometimes you’d exchange kisses before heading to class, or Draken would hold your hand whenever he walked you back to your residence hall. Hanma despised seeing the two of you in such a romantic manner. He never liked relationships to begin with. He had enough sour run-ins with other girls in his past, so the idea of one made him physically ill. He also strayed away from them simply because who genuinely wanted a serious relationship in college? Many people his age were only there to have sexual relationships and nothing more than that. He was just another soul who trailed along with the bandwagon.

He often rolled his eyes whenever he saw social media posts about you and Draken. He’d see you two posing in different photos and your smile would be so wide that he was surprised your cheeks didn’t hurt afterwards. Hanma did his best to filter out those images from his mind, but they always flooded in at the worst moments. He just didn’t understand it. Why was he so perplexed by you? What did you do to him? 

“You like her, idiot.”

When his best friend Kisaki mentioned that to him, Hanma couldn’t help but chuckle. He honestly thought his companion was just messing around, but that laugh quickly faded when he saw Kisaki’s expression remain unchanged. He didn’t think he was genuinely serious, but he was. Hanma would never have thought that he liked you. It didn’t seem plausible whatsoever. He was practically one of the school’s playboys. Why would he of all people begin to fall for a girl that had hardly even looked his way? 

Denial was a great emotion and it was clear as day that Hanma was living through it.

He didn’t want to believe what Kisaki was saying was truthful. Hanma just thought you were a pretty girl, but if you were just a pretty girl, why were you on his mind? None of it made sense, nor did it add up. He wanted to believe he was just going through some odd phase and he’d be over it within a week or two. 

Weeks turned to months and here he was a year later. 

Hanma had completely pushed you out of his mind. He went on with his sophomore year and he ended up finishing it up faster than he had ever expected. He would occasionally see you roaming around campus with your friends or with your boyfriend, but otherwise, he completely avoided your presence. It sort of worked too. He had a completely opposite schedule than you did, and he was thankful that those emotions he once felt had fizzled out. He felt as if he could return to his normal routine he had his freshmen year. Hanma was beyond relieved to feel a sense of freedom.

Now entering his junior year, he had many things to look forward to as a third year in university. 

Being an upperclassman, his twenty-first birthday, and most of all, spending it with the people closest to him. He was beginning to look forward to the new beginnings that his junior year had to offer. He just couldn’t believe that he was already one year away from graduation. 

Though, this brought many stressors. 

Hanma had to figure out what the fuck he wanted to do with his life. He couldn’t keep fucking around and living his life in bliss. His academic advisor had warned him that things were about to get serious for the man, and he was somewhat afraid of that fact. He was growing up. One day, there wouldn’t be any more parties or hang outs with his friends. He couldn’t lie that it scared him shitless at times whenever he thought about it too much. He also had parents to impress while in the process. It took his mother a shit ton of work to even cough up the cost for his education. He didn’t want to disappoint anyone, let alone the one person on this earth that helped him get to where he is now. 

It burdened his mind so much he had to go out and take a breather. 

Hanma had picked up his smoking habit as a teenager. He remembered one of the kids in his high school handing him one inside of their car, and he never stopped since. His mother often scolded him for involving himself in that kind of lifestyle. Smoking sort of killed his lungs and now he can hardly go a day without pulling out one of the cancer sticks from his pocket. It wasn’t made any better when he was stressed from school, or just random shit in general that gave the man a problem.

The situation was no different now. He was roaming the sidewalks of the empty campus that was usually buzzing with life, but since the sun had gone down just an hour prior, it was pretty much a ghost town aside from him. He had one of his cigarettes between his teeth with the end burning, letting the strong stench of smoke fill his lungs with every breath. It was a quiet evening. The moon was bright and full in the night sky with an occasional cotton like cloud blanketing its surface. The lights that illuminated the campus walkways were beaming their usual yellow glow, revealing nothing but the grass or random bushels that were planted along the concrete. It was slowly turning into fall, but the air was sticky with humidity suffocating it. It didn’t seem to bother Hanma much, though. He just allowed the air to envelop his skin. 

Hanma had one of his hands inside the pocket of his shorts. He fished and twisted the lighter between his fingers while he walked the path of the walkway. It was a Friday evening, so many of the students were on the way to parties or they were heading home for the long weekend ahead. Hanma wasn’t doing either of those things. It was kind of a bummer, considering he always looked forward to getting intoxicated until the sun came up the next morning. He was just too exhausted to even think about staying up that late. 

Was this what being an adult felt like? 

He blew smoke through his nose, his eyes searching the surroundings. He could have sworn he saw a stray squirrel running through the trees, but he wasn’t too concerned about it. He just wanted to finish his walk and head back to his dorm where he’d probably just go straight to bed. None of his friends were around to hang out anyway.

Hanma’s body was about to turn down the other walkway, but he was halted when his eye caught the shadow of a person in the distance. To be honest, it scared the shit out of him at first. From where he was standing, it honestly looked like there was a ghost sitting on the bench underneath the light. Hanma knew of weirdos that would camp around campus looking to cause trouble, but that was fucking creepy. Any normal person would have minded their own business, but Hanma was curious. He wanted to know who was there and what they were up to. He was aware of a handful of parties occurring that evening, so he wondered if it was someone waiting for an Uber or someone who wandered away while drunk.

He flicked the end of his cigarette, then began creeping closer to the figure in the dark. They seemed unmoving and quite still, but Hanma could somewhat make out their features. It was a woman, and she seemed to be focused on something. He really hoped that deep down it wasn’t some kind of horror movie scenario where the curious guy gets murdered by the lady under the streetlight. 

As he grew closer, his vision began to become clearer and the cigarette between his lips almost went slack. 

Hanma’s heart quickened inside his chest when he realized that the person sitting underneath the light was you. Many questions bubbled inside his mind. Why were you alone out here? Why did you seem visibly upset? What was going on? He honestly didn’t know what to do. Hanma knew that any cautious woman wouldn’t be so easy going when it came to random men lurking around campus after hours. He wasn’t trying to give off the impression that he wanted to harm you, or do something bad. Hanma had the utmost intentions when it came to you. He’d never do something disrespectful or completely out of pocket to someone.

He hadn’t seen you since last semester. This was his first time seeing you in a few months. Not much had changed really. You still had that jaw dropping beauty that could make even him fall to his knees. It was almost as if those familiar feelings he had prior had somehow resurfaced, hitting him like a tidal wave. 

Hanma hadn’t realized how close he had gotten until you had lifted your head and stared at him like a deer in front of headlights. He wasn’t sure what to say, nor do. The cigarette he had previously lit was now burning, allowing some of the ash to split apart and trickle down onto the concrete near his feet. He was frozen there in front of you. What was he supposed to say? Being honest, it looked kind of awkward to have him standing there with a blank expression on his features. There was so much silence that he could practically hear the sound of cars roaring to life in the distance.

One thing was clear about your expression, and that was that you seemed off. You didn’t have that familiar smile he was so used to seeing on a daily basis. If anything, your mood seemed sour and you honestly seemed full of sorrow. He couldn’t see much detail due to the position of your head, but he knew something was wrong with you. 

“I’m sorry.. do you come here often or something? I can leave..”

Holy fuck. He was at a loss for words. Hanma had heard you speak before, but your voice was much softer now. It sounded apologetic, almost as if you were afraid to speak to the taller man. He had to admit, you had every right to be cautious around him. He was a six foot four man out in the evening with just a cigarette in his hand. That sort of reaction was deserved, but it only made him more curious. You were alone for a reason. You were usually such a social butterfly with someone by your side, so why was there a sudden absence.

Hanma swallowed, trying to find a response that seemed valid. He knew it was best to be as honest as possible with you. The very last thing the man wanted was to scare you or put you in an uncomfortable position. “No..” he cleared his throat, trying to remove that lump that had formed. “I was just takin’ a stroll.. and I saw you in the distance, so I was curious.” 

You remained quiet where you sat. Hanma tried to not stare too hard at you, but he wanted to try and read you. It was incredibly difficult though because he had no idea what your thoughts were or what was going through your mind. He figured he would just leave your presence, but there was another side of the man that told him to stay and watch you. You were by yourself out there. The night always brought out the bad in people and it’s when the creeps usually started lurking. He didn’t want something bad to happen to you out there. 

Hanma was surprised to see you shift around on the metal bench. You maneuvered yourself so your feet were now on the bench, and your knees were close to where your face was. Basically, you were in a fetal position, but you were sitting up. You sniffled, which caught his attention. It wasn’t cold outside, so you must have been crying. “I just needed to clear my head.. that’s all.” you stared at the specks of grass just a few feet before you. “I doubt telling a stranger would do much good..” 

Hanma frowned at your last sentence. He knew you probably had no idea who he was, which was a bit shocking because of his reputation, but that wasn’t exactly important right now. He didn’t like intruding in the business of those he didn’t really know much about, but you were clearly upset about something. He could see it in your body language and by your tone. 

Much to his dismay, he had no clue what to respond with. He couldn’t necessarily force you into speaking about whatever issue was on your mind. 

He took another hit of his cigarette, which was now nearing the end of its life. He released the smoke through his mouth upwards towards the sky, watching it disappear within the night. He just couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact with you. He didn’t know what it was. Hanma Shuji had spent his entire life making everyone around him fall to their knees, yet here he was now doing the same exact thing he swore he’d never do for someone else. “I see.. seems we’re in the same boat.” he finally spoke, averting his gaze to the sidewalk. “I hope your troubles get better, though.” 

Hanma flicked the end of his cigarette into the grass, then turned around to head back towards the dormitory he resided in. It was kind of a bummer, to be honest. He thought that maybe he’d have a chance to speak with you one on one for once in his life, but he seems to never reach that side of luck. 

“Wait..!”

His footsteps paused at the call of your voice booming behind him. Hanma’s head turned to look at you. You were still sitting atop the bench he had previously met you on, but your feet were now on the ground. He grew curious at your sudden outburst. Was there a reason for it? He wanted to know what was going through your mind, so he took a step back in the same direction you were in. 

Hanma could tell you seemed hesitant to speak to him. That’s what bothered him the most. The unknown is what made him anxious about the whole thing. He had no clue what might come from your lips. “I know it sounds dumb.. but.. I really need a friend right now. My roommate went home and I just..” you trailed off for a moment, seemingly thinking of your next reply. “I know we aren’t friends by any means, but someone to talk to would help me. I have so much on my mind, and I.. I don’t know what else to do.”

A tug formed in his chest at your voice. You sounded like you were in distress over something. It was almost heartbreaking for the man to hear. He knew what the sound of vulnerability was like, and you were almost a perfect image of that. Hanma knew it all too well when he had hit rock bottom several years ago. Being backed into a corner with zero help whatsoever was one of the most draining experiences he had ever had. It was also one of the loneliest and he wouldn’t wish that upon another human being.

Hanma figured he’d do what nobody else did, and he would listen to you. Even if venting to a stranger didn’t do much, you could at least say someone out there sat down and listened to your problems. 

He slowly walked over to the other side of the bench. Despite the temperature of the air being quite warm, he felt a chill from the metal of the seat he was sitting on. Hanma wanted to keep as much distance as possible from you, because he feared the chance of you growing uncomfortable with him being too close. The last thing he’d want is for you to make a dash back to your residence hall to report him for inappropriate behavior. “Go on, I’m listening..” he placed his elbow against the armrest of the bench, placing his full attention onto you. 

Your eyes flickered from the floor to where Hanma was sitting. Not gonna lie, it was kind of nerve wracking to sit next to him. He seemed a little intimidating by his stature and overall nature. Most people would think you’re crazy for sitting on a bench with a random guy you just met in the dark, but you were willing to take your chances. “Um.. this is odd to ask, but what’s your name? I’m (Y/N)..” you figured it wouldn’t be awkward to ask that kind of question, considering he was nice enough to know what you wanted to talk about. 

“Hanma Shuji.. it’s nice to meet you.” he glanced at you briefly, trying his best to make sure you were comfortable with him.

You nodded. His name sounded familiar. You could have sworn there was a classmate of yours that spoke of a Hanma, but you couldn’t exactly place your fingers on it since it was so long ago. “Likewise..” you softly smiled, but that smile soon faded into a frown when your mind reminded you of what had happened to you just a few weeks prior. 

Hanma toyed with the small box of cigarettes in his pocket. He almost wanted to offer you one in case you smoked, but most people denied him that. Not many people were fans of the toxic sticks that caused health issues in human beings. “So.. what’s bothering you? You don’t gotta say all the details.. but I’m more than welcome to listen to you.” he felt somewhat nervous in your presence. Knowing him, he would probably say the wrong thing to you, so he decided to be fragile with whatever words came out after your explanation. 

Silence wrapped around you two. The only sound that could be heard was the soft breeze that danced through the trees around you. 

You had no clue how to begin with your issue. So much had happened in the last few weeks that it completely messed with your head, and your mental health. To be honest, the kind of story you were about to tell could come off as embarrassing. While people validated your emotions constantly and tried to assist with the pain of your breakup, you still found yourself with somber thoughts that never seemed to end. How could they? You were with Draken for a whole year. That’s a lot of time to date and spend with somebody else. All of that time meant nothing after what he did to you just a few weeks after the semester had begun.

You remembered the details fairly well, considering how crazy that night went down.

It was one of the first parties of the semester. You and your friends decided to go with one another as a group. It was supposed to be a night of fun and drinking for your group. Draken had told you he was staying in that night because he had some extra homework assignments to do, and you thought absolutely nothing of that. It wasn’t the first time he had done that. However, if you knew then what you knew now, you would have called Draken on his bullshit. You wished you weren’t such an idiot for believing him that evening. 

Draken had cheated on you that night.

You weren’t sure why or what his reasoning was for cheating on you, but you discovered it because one of your friends had seen a girl leaving his dorm that night. When you confronted your now ex-boyfriend, he denied the entire thing. He said you were being delusional about it, and that’s what angered you the most. You had genuine proof of this interaction and why would a friend of yours lie? You knew better than to believe what Draken was saying to you, and you eventually broke off your relationship. He betrayed your trust and completely ruined you as a person. How could he do this to you? You gave him nothing but clarity throughout your entire relationship, so why couldn’t he do the same for you? 

You turned your body to face Hanma. He was seemingly waiting patiently for you to begin what you wanted to say. It was difficult to explain it without that familiar lump forming in your throat. You were sick of crying about it, but how could you not? He hurt you. “It may sound stupid.. but I was cheated on by my boyfriend.” you finally broke the silence around you. 

Hanma’s blood went cold when those words left your lips. He could hear the heaviness in your voice once again, and it made his stomach twist with guilt. Someone like you? Cheated on? That’s disgusting and absolutely unnecessary. Hanma could say he understood how you were feeling. He had previous relationships with girls who decided to sleep with others because they weren’t satisfied with what Hanma was offering them. He never usually let it get to him, but to anyone else that’s an extremely sickening experience to live through. Nobody deserved to get cheated on. Sure, there may be exceptions, but for no reason? That was ridiculous. If he wanted to cheat, he’d break off his damn relationship before he’d put someone else through that pain.

It also made him somewhat angry. He never felt the greatest vibes from Draken of all people. He assumed this was the exact reason he had been searching for. The guy just seemed to be too nice for Hanma’s liking. Though it was somewhat shocking, he always assumed that your relationship with him was perfect. Draken seemed to be in love with you, but guys like him could switch up anytime they wanted. It was just unfair to you. 

He started searching his mind for a response. He was very curious as to who and if there were other details you’d be willing to share. Hanma wasn’t going to force you of course, but he was itching to know what other information was there. “That’s not a stupid thing.. no one deserves to be cheated on, (Y/N). I could see why you’re upset about that..” he began. “Do you know who it was? Please don’t tell me you stayed with that asshole.” 

You shook your head. Not knowing who it was kept you up at night, but you didn’t even have the desire to figure out that factor. It’d only make that ache in your heart worsen. “N-No.. and personally, I don’t want to know, and I broke it off when I found out. I just.. I don’t get it. I gave everything to him and he just fucked me over..” you could feel tears welling in your eyes, blurring your vision from the stinging sensation. 

Hanma could see the hurt on your features. It only became worse when he saw tears streaming down your cheeks. He felt so so bad for you. Nobody deserved to go through such a heartbreak like that. Sometimes, a relationship coming to an end hurts more than any physical pain. 

He wasn’t sure if there were any words or phrases he could say to fix what happened to you. Well, to be real, there was nothing he could do. Healing from a breakup took time. You had to be patient with yourself and let the pain run its course. Hanma didn’t want to say the wrong thing as well. Your mind was fragile and could break like glass at any wrong movement. He struggled to find some kind of response, but saying absolutely nothing was worse than saying something that wouldn’t patch the wound in your heart. Hanma wasn’t the greatest with advice. Hell, he wasn’t the best man to tell a breakup about, but he knew if it was him he would want somebody else to offer something.

He knew offering pity wasn’t the greatest idea in the world. Some people disliked the idea of “i’m sorry” but it’s all he could come up with. “I’m sorry.. (Y/N). I’m not sure if you’ll ever find out why, but you didn’t deserve that. Your feelings are completely valid, though.” he finally looked at you for the first time since he sat down. 

Feeling embarrassed, you wiped away the stray tears that rolled down your cheeks. You had heard plenty of apologies from not just Draken, but your friends as well. You were used to it by now. You couldn’t get angry with the man in front of you for feeling remorse. Some guys would probably say it’s your fault and that you should forgive Draken, but you were relieved that Hanma actually had a brain unlike some of the other men you’ve spoken to on campus. “It’s fine.. thank you for letting me vent, Hanma.” you tried to force a smile, but it didn’t really last since you were still facing the emotions still.

There was that silence between the two of you again. Hanma wasn’t sure what else he was supposed to say, but he knew it was starting to become late. It had to probably be around nine o’clock now. 

Hanma didn’t want to stand up and just leave you by yourself. He recently recalled that you mentioned your roommate had left for the weekend, so you were alone. There also wasn’t a single soul out on the streets of campus right now, but he knew that the night brought out some strange people. He didn’t want you to walk home by yourself, so he figured he’d offer you something. “Look.. um, it’s getting late and I wanted to ask if you’d want me to accompany you on a walk back to your dorm? Only if you want.. no force.” he was cautious with his words, because he didn’t want to give off the wrong impression.

You chewed on your bottom lip. You were aware of how dark it was outside right now, and there were probably zero people out right now except for those who were going to parties. Hanma seemed to have a nice vibe to him, so you stood up and nodded your head. “Sure.. thank you, Hanma.” you smiled, looking at him.

Hanma sat up and removed himself from the bench. He was much taller compared to you, so you had to kind of look up when he came beside you. Even Draken could be called short next to this guy. “No problem.. lead the way.” he then placed his hands in his pockets, nodding his head forward towards the residence halls that were along the paths.

The two of you then set off away from your original start point. 

You and Hanma were sort of awkward at first. Besides the hidden fact that Hanma knew you, you didn’t seem to know him. He was okay with that, of course. It gave you both the opportunity to ask questions about each other, and that’s exactly what you did. He was a very curious man and you were a curious girl. It was a nice match. You two asked about each other’s hobbies, your majors, what year you were in, and other things of the sort. Hanma was able to learn a lot about you in such little time. He was even able to crack a giggle from you when he responded to one of your questions about his hobbies. It made him smile. You seemed comfortable and less stiff around him, and that’s exactly what he wanted. 

It felt nice getting to know someone all over again. Lately, you had little to no distractions and your mind was full of chaos. Speaking with Hanma and having the chance to hear something from someone else’s perspective gave you that ease you desired for so long. Sure, spreading your business to others may have not been the greatest choice since he was a stranger, but you could care less. Draken was the one who fucked you over at the end of the day.

The two of you both paused when you reached your residence hall. Hanma stood in front of you underneath the awning. The light above you flickered occasionally, showing the bulb’s age. It was just the two of you now. There wasn’t anybody else near the residence hall, except for the people inside. Hanma was sort of bummed to see that this conversation was coming to an end, but all good things must come to a close. The two of you would probably never speak again, and this would just be a distant memory. It was sort of a sour feeling for Hanma, but he was well aware that he could never force something like that between you both. 

You glanced up at Hanma. A smile formed on your features at the sight of the polite man. You were thankful that he didn’t pull anything that might have made you regret walking with him. He genuinely seemed like he had pure intentions. “Thank you.. for walking me back. I appreciate it!” you reached inside your pocket for your keycard that gave you access to your building. 

Hanma nodded. “No problem, (Y/N).”

Once you found your keycard, you weren’t sure why you couldn’t just let Hanma walk away. He had this drawing aura that led you to him for some reason. You started thinking to yourself if what you were about to ask would possibly leave you with regrets, but your friends constantly told you to take risks. It’d be friendly, nothing more than the two of you hanging out with one another. It was also a Friday evening. Your roommate was gone, and it’s not like any of your friends were around to hang out with you. They were probably drinking and getting high at a party at that very second. 

“Wait, Hanma.” 

He paused in his motions when you called out for him again. He turned his body around to face you, and his head cocked to the side. He wondered what you wanted to say to him. Hanma could visibly see the nervousness written on your face. Was he really that intimidating that he made you nervous? In some ways, he understood that. He was taller than most guys in his grade and he often gave people a scare, but he never liked it when it came from people he was associated with. 

You took a deep breath when you noticed his eyes lingering on you. You figured the worst thing Hanma could say was no, so fuck it. “Do you.. do you want to come up to my dorm? I have no one else to talk to.. and I doubt you do either.” you fidgeted with the card between your fingers, feeling somewhat anxious.

It was his turn to be shocked, once again.

Hanma never imagined you would ask him such a question. The two of you barely just met about ten minutes ago, and you were already inviting him up? He had nothing but good intentions with you of course, but still, he could hardly believe that you wanted to hang out with him. Hanma honestly thought you were too good for him. However, your words were very much truthful. He had nothing else better to do tonight. He’d probably go back to his dorm and just smoke until he was tired enough to fall asleep. Maybe hanging out with you would do some good for him.

He then turned and began to walk towards you where you were standing. “Sure, why not?” he shrugged, taking his hands away from his pockets.

You were quite stunned at how quick of a response you received from the man. Though, you were relieved that he didn’t think of you as some weirdo or something. Some people weren’t the nicest when it came to this kind of stuff, so thank god he wasn’t them. “Okay..” you replied, turning to the small lock box next to the large doors.

Reaching over, you pressed your keycard onto the box. You heard a small beep and the doors in front of you clicked, allowing you to open them up. The two of you entered the residence hall and began to make your way to your dorm room. Hanma thought it was quite ironic, because he had been in this dorm hall a few times his sophomore year. He had a fuck buddy he used to hookup with frequently that year. He was a bit surprised to see that you lived on that specific floor, but he was going to keep his mouth shut about it. It was a year ago, and not really his place to share. 

The two of you paused once they reached the door that belonged to you. Hanma eyed the decorations that were scattered along the material of the wood. There were random pieces of construction paper cut into different shapes, or stickers that were a plethora of colors. He thought it was kind of cute. The girls on campus always knew how to properly style their doors. The guys never really participated and thought it was genuinely stupid. Call him corny, but he'd decorate his door if Kisaki was down for it.

You unlocked the door and pushed it open, revealing your dorm and items inside of it. “Sorry if it’s messy..” you stepped inside, rearranging a few of the random objects you had on your desk. 

Hanma took a second to scan the room. Your living space was quite nice. There was the occasional random food wrapper on the vanity near your bed, but he didn’t see that as much of a problem. He knew guys on his floor that barely knew how to do their own laundry. Your stuff was all organized and well kept. Hanma was impressed if he was being honest. Your roommate also seemed to keep her side of the room fairly nice as well. Her bed was made and there wasn’t a single thing out of place. Maybe he’d consider living in your dorm for a little while. 

Kidding, but a nice thought.

Hanma watched you plop down on your bed. He wasn’t sure where he could sit, but he figured he’d just stand. He learned a while back that just popping a squat in someone’s home without permission would earn lots of side eyes. He wasn’t trying to invade your space, or act like he had some obligation to live there or something like that. 

“Oh! You can sit here.. don’t worry.” you patted the spot on your bed. It was near the end of the mattress, but Hanma could care less about that. 

Hanma sat down just a few feet in front of you. He was combing his brain to try and find something to talk about. He didn’t want this to be awkward, because to be honest, Hanma never liked the idea of awkwardness. It made him uncomfortable and it was always so embarrassing sometimes. “You got a nice place here..” he complimented, shifting his gaze towards where you were.

Despite it being a small one, you smiled at his nice gesture. You’ve had people in the past comment about your dorm and how it was pretty nice. “Thank you! My roommate and I spent a lot of time working on it together.” you crossed your legs, moving a bit closer towards him.

Hanma stared at you for a brief moment. His eyes took in the sight of your beautiful features. He liked your smile, a lot. He had met plenty of beautiful women in his life. Hell, his own mother was a gem, but you were just so gorgeous. It’s no wonder Hanma was attracted to you the second he laid his eyes on you almost a whole year ago. He just had so many questions for Ken Ryuguji. How could you cheat on a woman like that? He hated to be that guy, but he would never ever cheat on you. Let alone any woman he’d be in a serious relationship with. Being unfaithful was such an ugly quality, and it was always the beautiful down to earth women that had to suffer with those assholes who couldn’t stop themselves. 

Hanma may have had a reputation on campus as a guy who had sex with many girls, but he still had a moral compass unlike some people. He’d never play with someone’s feelings, and he was always one hundred percent with anyone he came across. 

He wasn’t sure what made you do what you did next, but before he knew it, your lips were on his. 

A small, but savory kiss was shared between you both. For a second, Hanma had the urge to grab your jaw and deepen the kiss. Your lips were so smooth and soft. It was almost as if he was kissing a nice piece of jelly candy. He could almost faintly taste the chapstick you wore, and it only made him want to do more. However, despite this trance he may have been in, Hanma came back into reality and realized what was happening. You two shouldn’t have been doing this. 

Hanma pulled away, splitting your lips apart from one another. He quickly averted his gaze onto you. He could see a mix of shame and embarrassment rushing onto your features. He could tell that you probably didn’t want to do that. He wasn’t angry, no, he could never be angry about something as small as a kiss, but he knew this wasn’t right for you. “(Y/N).. we shouldn’t do that. I have nothing against you.. believe me, but you’re going through a really hard time. I don’t want you to have regrets.. and I shouldn’t do anything since you’re in a bad state.” he sounded serious this time. For the first time in his life, he was actually placing someone else before himself. That’s never occurred before. 

You let out a shaky sigh. You knew kissing Hanma was a bad idea the second you leaned in to him, but he was staring at you in such a way that made you feel butterflies. You missed feeling those kinds of emotions around someone else, but he was right. You were in a bad state. You were just cheated on not even a couple weeks ago. 

But, god, you needed a distraction from all of this. You were so fucking tired of thinking about Draken with someone else. It drained you all the time, and all you wanted was a little escape. You knew a simple orgasm wouldn’t make up for the endless amounts of tears you wept for Draken, but it was a start. Maybe not the healthiest option, but it gave you temporary relief from all of the bullshit you’ve had to deal with. You wouldn’t make Hanma have sex with you, and you honestly felt like an idiot for trying to initiate it that way. 

You avoided his gaze as much as you could. You then placed your hand on your temple, pinching it in frustration at how dumb you looked. “I’m sorry.. Hanma.” you shook your head. “I just.. I really want this with you, Hanma. I need a distraction from all of this. I can’t stop thinking about him being with that girl.. it eats me up.” 

Hanma understood completely why you wanted to do that with him. That familiar feeling of guilt plagued his heart once again. He had seen this sight before on many people he knew. Using sex as a coping mechanism to fix your broken heart. For some, it did the magic, but other times it didn’t do anything. It did a lot more damage than any breakup ever could. Hanma couldn’t necessarily relate to that, but he knew it was a personal battle that drained a human being. Seeing you suffer in such a way made him angry, but also sorrowful. 

He knew no amount of words could fix you, but if you wanted to go through with it, he wouldn’t deny you of that. 

Hanma let out air through his mouth. He knew the silence was probably killing you inside, so he figured he’d better say something rather than nothing. He needed confirmation of your thoughts. “Are you sure?” he raised his eyebrows. 

You reached forward to touch one of Hanma’s hands. He was a bit surprised to feel your hand against him. “Yes, please, Hanma.” you replied, sounding confident in your response.

He could hear the sincerity in your voice. That’s exactly what Hanma was searching for in your reply. If you sounded unsettled or unsure, he wouldn’t have trusted your words. He didn’t want you making a decision that you still had zero clarity on. He wanted you to be comfortable. He then thought of another idea to make sure you were at ease. “If you want to stop, tell me.” he then placed your hand on his right shoulder. “Tap me here, twice. We’ll stop this and there will be zero questions asked, got it?” 

You looked briefly at his shoulder, then at Hanma. You nodded your head, understanding what he told you. “Okay,” you responded. 

For a few moments, neither of you were sure who would make a first move. Hanma didn’t want to seem so insistent. He thought that maybe you would take the lead, but considering what happened a few minutes prior, he wasn’t sure that would even happen. He decided to initiate it this time. He did inform you of what you had to do in order for him to stop, so he trusted that you would do so if you were uncomfortable. 

Hanma leaned in, catching your lips onto his own. Those same familiar feelings he had a while ago slowly returned. He felt your lips reciprocating against his own, which was somewhat relieving for him. You liked this. He would be more worried if you were unmoving, but you weren’t. He started to slowly deepen the kiss with his tongue. He swiped his muscle along your bottom lip, allowing you to part your mouth so he could slip into you. Fuck, it was too good. He started moving towards you on the bed, which in turn led you to lying down so he was hovering over your body. The kiss between you stayed connected. You placed your hands on his face, then moved them around his neck. His skin was smooth, there wasn’t a single imperfection on the man above you. 

The hand with ‘Sin’ tattooed on the back began to trail down your side. His fingertips glided and touched at every curvature on your body. He almost groaned from how soft and sweet your skin felt underneath his hands. He could feel all the blood rushing to his cock. It was honestly hard to believe that you were getting him all worked up already, but he didn’t have a single complaint about that. It only made him more excited for what was about to come. 

A small moan left your lips when Hanma’s hand ghosted over your breast. Your nipple hardened immediately from the touch of his hand against the flesh. Your body was heating up. It was almost feverish against Hanma’s colder hands. Is this what you had been missing? The touch of a man? Hanma could care less if calling Draken a boy offended others. No “man” would ever cheat on his girlfriend. 

Hanma lifted his head, disconnecting your lips from one another. Your once smooth lips were now puffy and a little swollen from all of the kissing. They were also glossy from the spit. You had this seductive expression on your face. It made him so hard to see it. He couldn’t help but smirk, but he also had other thoughts. How could Draken ever cheat on such a divine woman such as you? You were like a goddess that Aphrodite herself worked on. He wanted to see every little part of you. He knew that you were beautiful inside and out, that was something he was absolutely sure of. 

His fingers wrapped around the fabric of the loose t-shirt you wore. He shifted his golden eyes towards you. “Can I..?” he questioned, searching your face for any signal of hesitation or fear. 

You felt the brief touch of his fingertips against your navel. You nodded your head, feeling relieved at his care for your comfortability. “Yes..” you lifted yourself up so Hanma could remove your shirt from your body.

Hanma did exactly that. He pulled your shirt over your head and tossed the fabric somewhere onto the floor of your bedroom. Hanma stared in absolute awe at your body. It almost made him blush for a brief second. There wasn’t a single imperfection on you. Your pretty breasts, down to your waist, and the curves of your hips. Everything was so beautiful to Hanma. You were beautiful with clothes on, but without clothes you were stunning. “Pretty..” he leaned towards you again, pecking your lips again.

He started to trail kisses along your jawline, then towards your neck. Hanma could feel your pulse against his lips as he nipped at your flesh. Whimpers slipped from your mouth at the sensation of his warm tongue swiping against your sweet spot. God, those noises made him harder than a rock. He liked every little thing about you. There was so much to like and enjoy. Hanma wished that he had made a move on you first. It’d save you from all of the shit that Draken put you through. Hanma could treat you a million times better than he did. He knew relationships were never on his mind, but he knew regardless of having one he’d do so much more than Draken did.

Hanma then began moving downward towards your chest. His lips left wet kisses along your breasts and in the valley between them. You gasped several times when his tongue would stick out, wetting your flesh. It only encouraged Hanma to keep going. 

He paused when he reached the band of where your shorts were. He looked up at you. Your breathing seemed heavier now and you were watching him with desire in your eyes. “Can I..? I promise to be gentle, baby.” he nodded, raising his eyebrows at you. 

You found a sense of comfort in his sweet tone of voice. His eyes were so genuine. It was like you were almost melting in his hands from how good he made you feel. For so long, you were completely under this impression that there was something wrong with you. Insecurity followed you around like a ghost constantly haunting every single thought you had. Hanma was like the priest, banning the ghost away from you and allowing you to live with ease. It was like a weight was being lifted off of your shoulders. Like you could genuinely breathe again.

However, you grew very shy. This was the first time someone other than Draken was going to see the parts of you that were concealed from others. 

There it was again. Those intrusive thoughts that really brought you back to square one. You didn’t want to believe that Hanma would make you insecure. It wasn’t his fault, but you had a hard time wanting to believe that he genuinely liked what he saw in you. Draken told you so many things that turned out to be fat lies at the end of the day. What if Hanma was going to be exactly like Draken? He could very well be playing this facade. You disliked that thought and it almost made you want to stop. 

Hanma didn’t fail to observe that unsettled expression on your features. It made his stomach twist with nervousness. Had he gone too far this time? He was taking his time with you, or so he thought he was. “Is something wrong..? Do you want to stop..?” he looked at you with concern written on his face. He rubbed small circles on the plush of your thigh to soothe you. 

You bit the inside of your cheek. You grew worried that your words might make you look stupid. “I.. I just feel a little shy..” you looked away for a moment. “I don’t want you to not like what you see.. you know?” 

Christ, Draken really ruined you didn’t he? Hanma could understand that you had your reasons for feeling the way you did. Breakups make people question their self worth all of the time, so it was no wonder you were so nervous to be naked in front of him. Hanma didn’t want for you to feel that way in front of him. He truly saw so much beauty in you that it pained him that you weren’t treated properly. You deserved to have the best treatment from someone. 

He lifted his eyes to look into your anxious ones. He had to reassure you. Hanma didn’t want you to feel scared of him, or to feel nervous at what his opinions may be about your body. “You don’t need to feel that way.. you’re already so beautiful to me, (Y/N).” he kissed at your thighs, causing goosebumps to litter your skin. “We don’t have to continue like this.. I wouldn’t hold it against you.”

You smiled to yourself at his gestures. You felt this sense of comfortability washing over you again. It was a nice feeling. Your chest swelled with warmth swirling around through it. “I-It’s okay.. Hanma. I want to do this with you..” you nodded, reassuringly.

Hanma’s worries were washed away at your confident voice returning once again. He was feeling great, knowing that he was able to relax you properly. He found it quite surprising that a woman like you would feel insecure, but knowing you were in a relationship with tons of invalidation, he knew it was understandable for your feelings to be upside down. “Okay.. I’m going to take these off now, doll.” he hooked his fingers underneath your shorts, along with your underwear. Hanma then began to slowly pull them off of you. They traveled down your thighs, then towards your calves, and lastly your ankles where they slid off nicely.

He felt your body shiver as soon as the rest of your clothes came off. Hanma’s mouth instantly watered at your pretty pussy on display for him. Your cunt was visibly wet, almost soaked. He barely did anything to you and you were already a mess? He was going to have so much fun with you. Your puffy clit was practically calling his name and it made his cock even more hard inside his shorts. 

Hanma opened your thighs just a bit wider. He watched you with lustful eyes to see for any signs of discomfort. When he didn’t see any, he stuck out his tongue and began to drag it along your folds. A whine erupted from your mouth at the contact he made with your pussy. Hanma took that as a sign to continue going, so he started to lap at your slick. The taste was just as divine as you were. He rubbed your pretty thighs while he started to suck and lick at the most sensitive parts of your clit. He could do this for hours if it meant he got to hear you say his name like a prayer. Fuck, he wanted nothing more than this for so long. He was almost like a little kid at a candy store right now. You were so sweet.

He started swirling his tongue over your pearl, earning several loud whines and gasps from your throat. Hanma was so turned on. His cock was painfully aching inside his shorts. It felt like his own boxers were beginning to suffocate him from how hard he was. 

He used the hand with sin on the back to rub small circles on your clit. His thumb moved so slowly, yet it gave you so much pleasure. Hanma smirked to himself at your reactions. The heels of your feet began to dig into his shoulder blades, and you could hardly keep yourself quiet. You were such a fucking sight. He couldn’t keep his hands off of you. There was always something new he discovered, and he couldn’t get enough of you. 

Your fingers laced themselves into his wavy hair, nails digging into his scalp. Hanma’s eyes flashed upwards towards where you were lying down at. Your face was twisted with pleasure. Your mouth was also parted open with such needy cries coming from it. “H-Hanma! Ohh! So good..” you whimpered, looking down at him with half-lidded eyes.

The way his name rolled off your tongue made his cock twitch. He could feel the pre-cum sticking to his boxers. It was taking everything inside of the man to not completely fuck your brains out. He believed a woman like you deserved the princess treatment, but he really wished he could go all out. Maybe some other time, if you were ever open to that. He was just enjoying the pretty little view he had. He could eat your pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You were just too fucking good for him. 

The tip of Hanma’s tongue poked at your entrance, causing you to jolt upwards. He liked that. Your reaction made him smirk as he slurped at your pussy. “Like that, princess..?” he pulled away for a brief second. His voice was quite raspy from how long he had been eating you out. “You taste as good as you look.”

Warmth spread across your cheeks at his comment. You began to giggle at it. It may have sounded corny, but it was probably one of the nicest things you’ve heard in a while. Hanma really knew how to turn your sour mood into a much happier one. He was also very talented with his mouth. It turned you on so much. You didn’t think a simple stranger could do so much for you. “Yes.. I love it, H-Hanma..” you nodded, a smile appearing on your features. 

He chuckled, then returned back to your cunt that was even more messier than before. Hanma took some of the spit inside his mouth and let it coat all over your swollen clit. He loved giving messy head. It was one of his favorite things to do whenever he went down on a girl. You seemed to be enjoying it as well. Your grip on his hair had tightened and your thighs were trembling in his hands. He started running his tongue over your sensitive bud at a vigorous pace. Your head was thrown back in pleasure now, and your breathing became quite rapid from the intensity of his actions.

Hanma kept his hold on your thighs tight as he swirled his tongue. Your voice rang in his ears and he thought it sounded so lovely. He was becoming desperate himself. His cock begged to be freed from his boxers. He had to practically rut his hips into the mattress to feel some sort of relief from the ache. He just couldn’t wait to have himself buried inside of your sweet pussy.

There was a pit forming inside your stomach that was growing larger every minute. Hanma could sense that you were heading towards your climax, but he didn’t want you to fall apart for him just yet. As much as he would have adored seeing such a erotic sight, he wanted you to experience the full thing. He wanted your first orgasm of the evening to come from his cock, not his mouth. He could experience that some other time, but for now, he wanted to take a pause and give you both some of that euphoria you had been desiring the entire night.

Hanma removed his mouth from your soaked pussy. A whine came from your lips at the missing feeling. You wondered what he might have been up to, because it wasn’t fair to you. You were so close. “W-What are you doing..? I was close..” you almost pouted from how upset you were over your denied orgasm. 

He sat up from where he was positioned between your legs. Your slick and a mixture of his spit had covered his chin and his lips. Hanma shifted around so his face was now just a few inches from yours. A sly smirk had written itself on his features. “Because the only place I want you to cum is around my cock, baby..” he then captured your lips within his, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue.

Hanma then pulled away, untying the loops that held his shorts up. He also took the second to remove his shirt as well. You watched him pull down his shorts, along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, slapping against his abdomen with droplets of pre-cum leaking down his pinky tip. Hanma felt so much relief being out of his boxers for once. He thought he was going to explode if he went any longer. 

Once he was fully undressed, he hovered over you once again. He was a very well built guy. Despite being sort of lanky, he had enough muscle to have you gawk at him. He was handsome, so fucking handsome. 

Hanma realized very quickly that he didn’t have a condom on him. That horror wasn’t great to feel, considering the two of you were just about to get your business started. He figured he’d ask for your permission because he wasn’t the kind of guy to go in raw without the okay from another person. “I don’t have a condom..” he looked down at you. “If you don’t want to.. it’s alright.”

You shook your head, reaching up to cup one of his cheeks. “It’s okay.. I want you, Hanma.” you smiled, reassuringly.

Hanma was relieved to hear such words. He would be okay with either answer you gave, but going home with blue balls would have probably hurt him. He pushed all of those thoughts aside and placed his focus onto you. He positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance. He began to rub himself against your slick. He groaned slightly at the feeling of your pussy gliding against him. You were so fucking wet. He could probably slip inside you with zero effort needed.

He then pushed himself inside your cunt. A sharp gasp filled the air from you as his cockhead split you open. Fuck, he was so big. Hanma groaned from how tight your walls were. You practically sucked him in with such ease that it took almost all of his strength to not start fucking you right then and there. After several seconds, he completely bottomed out. His cock stretched out your pussy to almost its limit. Oh how badly you needed each other. Hanma began searching your expression for possible signs of discomfort or signals that told him to stop, but instead, you were staring at him with these hazy eyes that made his dick twitch. He took that as a sign to move and he began to slowly thrust into you. You were like Heaven itself, so perfect and pretty.

Hanma kept at a leisurely pace. He feared possibly going too quick for your liking, so he wanted to take his time. Besides, he had all of the time in the world to take care of you. He wanted exactly that. He could hardly maintain himself, though. The sight before him was like no other, and your pussy was driving him insane. 

Your moans grew somewhat louder. You lifted your hands away from your chest and placed them on his shoulders. Your touch on his skin made Hanma quicken himself just a bit. It was like silk, so soft and almost addictive. “H-Hanma..! ‘So good.. fuck!” your eyes stared at where his cock was filling you up. It honestly made you even more turned on.

He smirked at your words. Hanma could feel the way your walls fluttered around his cock while you looked at him. He didn’t think he was that much of a turn on for you, but there were no complaints there. “Yeah..? It’s good, princess? We’re just getting started..” he winked, trailing his fingers along your waist.

The pace Hanma was going at was good, but you felt as if you needed more of him. He was sparking so many things inside of you that all you wanted was to burn for him. You needed him. He was by far the best man you had slept with in a long time. In some aspects, you were curious about what else Hanma could do for you. He was experienced, clearly, so what else was he capable of? You wanted to know. “More..!” you gasped, looking at Hanma with desperate eyes. “N-Need more, Hanma..! Please!” 

The word “more” flowed into Hanma’s ears like a nice song he could never get enough of. He was a little taken back at your request. Your voice came off so whiny and full of need that Hanma swore to god he could have cum right then and there from it. He originally wanted to be careful with you. He knew you were fragile, but that idea completely fell out the window at your desire for more from him. Hanma was more than capable of showing you what else had had up his sleeve. He did claim that you were both just getting started here, so why not get things going properly? Who was he to deny such a thing from you? The most pretty girl ever? Heh, he wasn’t going to leave you hanging. 

The hand with ‘Punishment’ tattooed on it went to wrap around your throat. His grip was firm and quite tight. Your cunt lightly squeezed around him. Heh, you were so fucking easy to read. You were a little freak, and he knew that now. Hanma could show you all kinds of things. “Alright, baby.. just hold still and let me do it all for you, okay? I’ll give you it all..” he smooched your lips, then adjusted your legs so they were now around his waist. 

Hanma’s pace quickened, almost relentless against your cunt. Your eyes rolled behind your skull at his assault on your insides. Your body was completely on fire now. There was sweat beginning to form on both of your bodies, giving a small shine to your skin. Nothing else mattered to you right now. You were in complete and utter bliss underneath him. 

He could feel himself getting lost within you. You were so so perfect. He had that thought cross his mind many times that night, and how could he not? It was true. Hanma hadn’t felt something like this in such a long time. Having sex with someone he truly felt connected with was unlike any of the other hookups he had. He vaguely recalled trying to swallow down that envy he felt whenever he saw you with Draken. If he knew then what he knew now, he would have stepped in to warn you. He knew you’d probably never have the heart to believe his words, but if it prevented the heartbreak you had experienced he’d do anything to prevent that. 

The palm that was around your throat squeezed and prevented the flow of blood to continue through to your brain. “You like that, babydoll..? Fuuucckk, yeah, I know you do. Can feel you clenchin’, baby.. you like it when I fuck you? Fuck you better than he ever did, yeah? ‘Gonna make you cream all over this cock.. you want that, princess?” he stared down at you with a smirk.

Your head was dizzy, but you managed to get a nod as a response. Hanma released his hold on your throat, which allowed that hazy feeling to disappear from your brain. He loved seeing you in such a state. “Mmm, Hanma.. need you..” you whimpered, reaching forward to wrap your arms around his own neck. “F-Fuck me good.. please..”

Hanma loved hearing the desperation in your sweet voice. He could listen to it for hours and never get bored of it. He’d grant you every desire you may have. He didn’t care about the cost. You deserved the world and he’d be the one to give you it. Hell, he’d give you a part of his own to make up for the one you lost due to that asshole. He would make you forget about him. He didn’t deserve you in the first place. 

Using sin, Hanma used the pad of his thumb to rub small circles on your puffy clit. Bolts of electricity danced along your belly from the increased pleasure he applied to your cunt. There was so much going on around you. You could hardly handle it. Hanma switched his angle and began to thrust into you at that same quick pace. However, this time, he was able to find that spot inside you that made your vision fill with white stars. Your cries were much louder this time and you couldn’t help but tremble at his actions. Hanma quickly picked up on your behavior. He grinned to himself knowing that he found the button he had been searching for all evening. He continued fucking it and kissing it with the tip of his cock. You were on cloud nine. Every time he hit it, you were almost on the verge of tears. He was too good.

He smirked at the faces you made. Your jaw went slack and those gorgeous eyes of yours were cloudy. You were almost completely fucked out by his cock. “Look at you.. – shit – lookin’ so pretty while taking my cock..” he cooed, his tone smooth like honey. “So perfect.. so good, doll.”

The familiar knot inside your belly began to tighten and make itself known with each rut of Hanma’s hips. Your pussy was fluttering and tightening around his dick. Hanma knew you were close. He was beginning to get excited at the thought of your cunt making a nice mess around him. With each thrust, your pussy squelched and made all kinds of delicious noises that made him only want to increase the pace he set himself at. He wanted to give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had. He desired to be so much better than your fuckhead ex-boyfriend. 

Hanma placed his hand on your chin, forcing you to look up at him. He gritted his teeth as he pounded into your hole. Your moans were almost like screams now from how loud your voice had become. “You gonna cum? Yeah – jesus – fuck! Gonna make you cum for every time he broke your pretty little heart, babydoll.” he started grunting when he realized you finally reached your high. Your walls spasmed around his cock, creaming and leaving a nice ring around the base. Your body was trembling and shaking and all you could call out was his name. “Yeah.. that’s my girl.. good girl, (Y/N)..”

You looked at Hanma through your eyelashes. Your body was completely going through such great ecstasy. You hadn’t expected your high to ripple through you so hard, but he just fucked you so good it was no shocker. “Y-Your girl, Hanma! All yours..!” you blubbered, digging your fingernails into the flesh of his shoulder blades.

Hanma couldn’t help but bear a smile at those words. You were so right about that. You were his now. He wasn’t going to let anybody else hurt you, especially Draken of all people. He was going to absolutely make sure of that from here on out. “Yeah.. that’s right, princess. You’re my good girl..” he glanced downward for a brief moment to watch his cock slip inside you. 

His own orgasm was upon him as well. His cock was twitching and his groans had become much deeper than they did before. The hold he had on your body was tightening. He didn’t want to let go of you. Hanma had the urge to fill you up. He wanted to know if that was something you’d be into. He wouldn’t care if you weren’t, but fuck, filling that pretty cunt to the brim with his cum sent him into overdrive. It only turned him on more when he thought about it seeping out of your little hole. His cum, nobody else’s. He could even massage it back into you so it stayed nice and warm inside your womb. 

Hanma peered down at you. Your eyes were still fixated on him hovering right above you. “Where do you want my cum, baby? Tell me..” he leaned down towards your ear, nibbling on the shell of it.

His words processed through you and you wondered what was the best option. Not gonna lie, you were in the mood to have some more fun, so you figured you’d give him that opportunity to let him breed you. It’d only happen this once, and you were on the pill anyway. “I-Inside me, Hanma..” you whined. “Cum inside me, please.. please..!”

You were so fucking nasty, but he loved it. Your voice begging for his cum was enough for him to start fucking you with that vigorous pace once again. “Fuck.. gonna fill you so good, baby. Don’t you worry about – fuck – a single thing.. you’ll be full..” he pried your thighs apart to have an even greater access to your pussy. 

With one final thrust, Hanma’s cock twitched and his balls tightened up inside you. A groan rumbled in his throat from the effects of his climax washing over him. Thick and hot ropes of his cum began to paint your velvet-like walls, seeping into your womb. He gritted his teeth at the sensation of his high. You let out a few small whimpers when you felt that warmth spreading across your belly. It was so nice. 

Hanma panted. A few strands of his black and blonde hair clung to his forehead from the sweat that had formed on his skin. There was a light pink flush on the apples of his cheeks. The room’s temperature had gradually increased, which was expected. He was feeling the post orgasm effects. Despite that, he didn’t have a single regret about the activities you engaged in that evening. He was proud of you. He hoped that maybe your mind would be taken off your situation for just a little while. It may have been temporary, but it was nice to get away from it all for just a small amount of time.

Your thighs relaxed around him, letting your feet fall flat against your bed. Hanma was still buried inside you, making sure that his cum didn’t leak out and cause a mess on your sheets. He leaned down to your face and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. The kiss made your cheeks burn, but you gladly put your hands on his face. Your thumbs brushed against his warm skin that was still a baby pink. It was sweet. It made your heart jump for joy. 

Hanma abandoned your lips for a brief moment to stare into your eyes. Your noses touched and your lips were now just inches apart from one another. “You feeling alright, doll?” he breathed against your mouth, his breath tickling your skin underneath it.

You shook your head, brushing a few of the hair follicles away from his eyes. He was so much more ethereal up close like this. His golden eyes that mirrored a sunset were too pretty to look away from. “Yes.. thank you, Hanma.” you smiled, pressing your lips against his once again. This time it was just a small peck. 

Hanma questioned if he should stay with you that night. He wasn’t sure if your intentions were to have him sleep there. Staying for the evening would possibly cause attachments, and Hanma didn’t usually indulge in that. It was always wrong to stay and cuddle up with somebody you had zero intentions of being with. However, Hanma felt as if he could do that for you. “Do you.. want me to stay? No pressure.. I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable..” his eyes flickered from your neck to your face. 

His words stunned you a bit. Usually, hookups never really stuck around and they dipped after having sex like this. Though, Hanma was gracing you with an offer. Maybe this once. “Just once.. I don’t want to be alone tonight..” you felt embarrassed with your reply, but it was true. You didn’t want to be by yourself. 

He chuckled, kissing your lips again. “Fine with me, babydoll.” he then lied down beside you, pulling out in the process. 

Hanma placed one of his large hands around your waist, bringing your body close to his. Your chests were now pressed together and your head was tucked underneath his neck. He smelled good, despite just having sex with you a few minutes prior. Your heart relaxed and you began to find comfort in him. He was someone you wanted to see again. It didn’t matter if it was just a hookup or as his friend. There was something that drew you to Hanma Shuji, and you just couldn’t put your finger onto what that exact thing could be. 

He was like a bright flame, burning in the middle of the night. You were the moth fluttering around that flame, endlessly. 

“Thank you.. for helping me.” you spoke into the silence, not looking up at him.

Hanma’s chin rested on the top of your head. He was just doing what he felt was right. He knew you needed that distraction, and he was happy to be it. “No problem..” he began to play with the strands of your hair with his fingers.

You smiled to yourself, melting into his embrace. You hoped you would see more of Hanma Shuji in the future.

[sleepysnk]

Bachira goes crazy when he sees you minding your business. He wants your attention on him, not on the stupid tv!!! He throws himself on you, whining for your attention that you still don’t give him. He gets bored of begging for attention, so he decided to get it in another way. You don’t even pay attention to him as you’re busy with your show, until you feel his wet tongue kissing your clit. 😊

no because you’re so right <3.

bachira definitely needs lots of attention in your relationship. he’s just a clingy guy and he gets bothered whenever you’re doing something else!! he would finally gain the idea to go down on you when you won’t even look at him while you’re watching your show. he would go underneath the blankets and start licking at your clit, which makes you jolt. you’d try pushing his head away but he would keep your thighs spread with strong arms, dipping his tongue into your now dripping pussy. his tongue would tease your little hole, making your brain turn foggy and your attention completely on him.

he would start giggling when you put your hands through his hair. he finds so much enjoyment in your touch and he would keep going until you’re begging him to let you cum on his mouth. he just loves hearing your voice calling for him like that <3.

“close, hm? you’re so cute when you moan, baby.”

[sleepysnk]

hii i hope you're having a lovely day may i request for cockwarming headcanons with ran and sanzu? :) i've read the rindou and inui ones and i loved em a lot thank you for sharing your works !!

a/n: hii! <3 thank you for requesting! seems like cockwarming is pretty popular here, but i don’t mind at all. i hope you enjoy and thank you for your kind words! 🫶🏻

characters: ran haitani and sanzu haruchiyo

warnings: nsfw, smut, cockwarming, edging, overstimulation, clit slapping, mean!sanzu, choking, teasing, slight exhibitionism, breeding kink, public sex, spanking, use of pet names (baby, darling, princess, my love), some degradation, dacryphilia (both ran + sanzu).

COCKWARMING HEADCANONS.

ran haitani:

- cockwarming with ran can be such an exhilarating experience, because he’s kind of risky with it.

- it usually goes one of two ways. he can be kind of soft and just teases you until he ends up fucking you. the other side is him making you beg and whine for him to move. ran is always up for a challenge and he always wants to string you along until you can’t take it anymore. he gets off on that shit a lot, so expect him to be a little tease whenever you’re sitting on his cock.

- he wouldn’t fuck you in front of someone else, but if you’re cockwarming him in his office, he’ll move you around to see how long you can keep quiet for. if there’s someone in his office, he’ll watch you with his lilac eyes while also paying attention to whoever is there. he gets so hard when you’re biting lip to suppress any moans in your throat. he’ll even go as far as “adjusting” himself, and you literally have to dig your nails in your skirt to not moan.

- when they leave, he’s rubbing your clit and letting you whine all you want. he loves whenever you say his name.

- “so good for me, darling. this pretty pussy deserves to be fucked, yeah..?”

- if he wants to drag it out, he’ll pin your hip down so you have no choice but to sit still. he likes to see you twitch and give him those eyes, but he doesn’t budge. you have to be a good little slut and take it! he’ll even go as far as dirty talking in your ear while you’re sitting on his lap. he smirks when he feels your cunt quiver around his cock. that’s how he knows he’s really getting to you.

- tears well in your eyes from how needy you are for him. bringing you to that point really impresses him and he usually ends up fucking your brains out. he doesn’t care if he’s at work or at home, he’ll do it regardless of location.

- he’ll probably edge you a few times to see those familiar reactions you had prior. ran would halt whenever he feels your cunt closing around his cock. you practically go crazy from the denial of your orgasm, and it in turn makes you start to cry from that desire to cum. ran probably chuckles and just watches as you try to ride him.

- he has to cum in you after cockwarming for that long.

- cockwarming happens after sex too. like i said, he has to breed you once he’s done, so he doesn’t want any of it slipping out. he’d keep his cock nice and snug inside your walls. he doesn’t want to create a mess either, especially if he’s at work and fucked you in his office.

- “look at you.. all fucked out.. i could go again if you want, princess.”

- he’s so hot pls.

sanzu haruchiyo:

- sanzu is on the rougher side when it comes to cockwarming. he’s definitely the type to do it as sort of a “punishment” if you wanna call it that. especially if you were pissing him off or acting out all day to get on his nerves.

- he’s mean as hell for sure. if you even think about moving or shifting around on him, he’ll slap your clit really hard. he doesn’t fuck around when it comes to you being a brat all day. he’ll probably use his hand to choke you and make sure you stay still on him. he won’t hesitate to give you another harsh clit slap if it comes to it either.

- sanzu doesn’t care where you guys are. he will let you cockwarm him anywhere you so please. whether that he at a club, his office, at home, or even a friends house for a party. he likes the whole thrill and excitement of you two possibly getting caught. he also likes to see your worried eyes whenever someone looks at you funny or tries to speak with you. he likes to see you struggle with your words whenever he shifts you around on his cock while you’re talking to someone else. holy shit, it gets this man going and it only makes him want to do more.

- “better keep quiet, baby. we don’t need our guests seeing you moaning like a fucking slut for my dick..”

- you already know he’s going to make you cry and beg for it. he’s not about giving in that easily, so if you’re impatient and needy, he’s not going to let you have it right away. he wants you at the point of tears rolling down your cheeks, and whining his name like it’s a prayer.

- sanzu would make it worse by rubbing small circles on your clit and kissing your neck. you’d lean into his touch and it’d only turn him on more by how much your cunt is tightening around his cock.

- he’s going to absolutely fuck your brains out when he’s tired of letting you sit there. he’d shove you against his desk or on the bed and start hitting it. he’ll also smack your ass so hard it’ll leave a mark from how intense his spank was.

- overstimulation. i can see him making you cum so many times that you’re practically trying to get away from his cock, but he doesn’t let you and just keeps going. he’d put you in all kinds of positions and he won’t stop until you’re a fucked out mess below him. he knows you can take it, so you better be a good girl and let him finish.

- “aww, what? can’t take it, my love? that’s too fucking bad. you were begging for me to fuck you.. so don’t disappoint me now.

- he so has a fucking breeding kink. he would fill you to the fucking brim with his cum and keep himself in there. he’d fuck his seed into your womb so none of it would leak. he could care less about the mess on his pants and on his dick.

- don’t think about testing him again unless you wanna be a total cum filled mess by the end of the night.

- I AM HORNY AS FUCK GOODBYE.

[sleepysnk]

riding chigiri,,,panting out some dickdrunk bullshit about how pretty he is,,,n he just flips the position n starts pounding you like an animal send tweet

OH MY GODDDDD CASSIE YOU HAVE ME THINKINGGGG

no but like.. riding him would be so pretty. his hair would be sprawled out on the mattress with a dust of pink on his cheeks, watching you like you were an angel sent from heaven. he would have this smirk on his face that is so fucking hot that it makes me blush just thinking about it. he would see how good you’re taking him in and he just flips you over so you’re lying down beneath him, and he just fucks the living shit out of you.

his thrusts would be so rough and he would reach your g-spot right away. your pussy would leave such a mess on his cock and it would be so fucking goooodddd 😩.

“yeah? you like this, baby? ‘gonna make you cum so good..”

[sleepysnk]

thoughts on a threesome with mitsuya and draken?

- 🤍

forgive me as i lowkey suck at writing threesomes!!

okay, i think both of these men would be insanely respectful the entire time. they care for your needs, but you already know they would fuck you so good that you would hardly be able to stand the next day. draken is more rough. hrs has a heavy cock that would split your pussy apart and he would hit every spot inside of you that would drive you insane. mitsuya is more soft, but he definitely has the stamina to make you go for hours on end. he would be in the front fucking your throat while draken is hitting it from the back <3.

sometimes you’ll switch positions and be lying down on your back while they both swap places and fuck your holes. draken definitely makes you gag and mitsuya plays with your clit so you’re a whole mess underneath them. you probably squirt from how erotic the situation is. those two are probably the best men to have a threesome with 😩.

[sleepysnk]

now i want nsfw hcs for koko 😈✨

a/n: you asked and now you shall receive! thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy these!! <3

characters: kokonoi hajime

warnings: nsfw, smut, oral sex f!receiving, fingering, consensual recording, slight breeding kink, some light bdsm, edging, dacryphilia, use of pet names (baby, princess), some degradation, praising, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, mentions of after care.

NSFW HEADCANONS.

kokonoi hajime:

- i’m here to say it right now, this man is a freak and i’m not lying about that.

- koko is very much a mixed platter when it comes to sex. on one hand, he can be soft and very vanilla, while on the other hand he can be quite an experimentalist. he loves to try new things with you to give you the best pleasure you’ll ever receive. it’s always going to be your needs over his at the end of the day, so expect the best treatment in bed. he will show you the fucking world while he’s buried inside you.

- koko is very much into bondage. it’s nothing too intense, but he likes to use his tie or his belt to restrain you during sex. he’ll often do it whenever he wants to test your limits, and he’ll take his time with you. he’ll kiss down your neck, then towards your chest, then all the way down to your navel where he’d reach your pussy that’s been aching for him. he loves giving you those seductive eyes while he goes down on you, because he loves to see how you react to his gestures. he gets so hard whenever you look needy and desperate for his touch. it gets him off so so much.

- “like that, baby? aw, you’re so fucking cute.”

- he eats pussy like it’s his last meal. he sticks out his tongue so much in the show that there’s no way he’s not skilled with that tongue. he would make you see stars from the way his tongue dives deep into your cunt, licking and swiping over your sensitive bead with such burning desire that it almost makes him cum from how turned on it gets him.

- koko always fingers you whenever he eats you out. he knows exactly where to curl and twist to make you twitch underneath him. he also loves to see the mess on his digits whenever he’s done with you. sometimes he’ll lick it off and praise you for how wonderful you taste.

- the first thing i thought of when i got this request was recording.

- koko loves to film whenever you two fuck. he’d obviously ask for permission prior to doing it. however, he just loves watching those videos whenever he’s at work or by himself. koko has definitely jerked off in his office to you crying and moaning his name on camera. he has so many too, and not just videos but photos as well. your pretty body for his eyes only is such a turn on for him. his favorites are whenever he cums inside you and records it flowing out of your pretty cunt. he goes wild.

- speaking of cumming inside you, i think koko has a small breeding kink. it wouldn’t be as big as someone as draken or hanma would, but he definitely has one. he loves to fill you up and the idea of you being pregnant with his child does turn him on.

- koko has a way with words. he is very vocal during sex and loves to dirty talk you, especially when he’s really horny. he also loves sending dirty texts whenever the two of you are out. sometimes your cheeks burn at how filthy the messages are. he doesn’t hold back.

- “fucck, you like that? you like being my little slut? oh, i’m sure you do, princess. ‘gonna fuck you so good..”

- koko can bring you to an orgasm fairly quickly. he loves to wind you up all the time, but his favorite thing is to edge you. he loves watching you whine and thrash underneath him whenever he denies your orgasm. he’s another guy that really likes to bring you to tears whenever he’s being mean. your glossy eyes turn him on so much and he can’t help but fuck you roughly whenever you’re in that state. he only wants to see you crumble.

- he likes putting you in all kinds of positions. he’s a real big fan of that.

- koko is always striving to be the best for you in bed, so he’s definitely into giving you many orgasms. he doesn’t stop until you’re an overstimulated mess, but he also gets even more turned on at your whining and whimpering from his cock bullying your walls.

- he likes the mess, believe it or not. he loves seeing the way your cunt sucks his dick in and all your slick covering the base. the sounds of your cunt squelching from the many orgasms turns him on too. he just loves watching what he does to you and getting you soaking wet makes him go crazy.

- he’s definitely into doing after care with you. he’d leave little kisses on your body and even take a bath with you after you’ve both finished up. it’s super cute <3.

- total freak, idc.