Folks I may be a bottle of wine deep but I’ve made a very important discovery. You see I was sitting on my kitchen floor, as I’m too wine silly to do something strenuous like stand, and I thought to myself…
“Huh, who’s the anime weeb of the bad batch?”
I know what you’re thinking, “oh it tech of course!”
NO. Wrong. This bottle of watermelon fruitscato has opened my third eye and allowed me to see the truth.
It’s Hunter. Hunter is the weeb of the bad batch. The evidence lines up. The bandana, when he could just use a normal headband or hair scrunchie? He saw it in an anime and it looked super cool. The cool knife tricks? Classic weeb behavior, they all try to imitate the badass knife wielding antagonists.
In conclusion, Hunter Bad Batch is a weeb and he probably has bootleg copies of his favorites on his data pad. Trust me, I’ve spent years studying weeb behavior from the shadows, learning their patterns and culture. He’s probably got a Senator Amidala waifu body pillow hidden somewhere I know it
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@mncxbe for getting me into csm <3
Fem!reader, NSFW, smut, graphic displays of sexual content, AGED UP characters, ab riding, face riding, dirty talk, virgin!Denji
Do. Not. Repost, translate or slander my work, or you'll get a very angry pochita at your doorstep.
Denji never exactly went to school, as we know. And eventually, that inconvenienced the work place a little too much. But, the can't exactly send a eighteen-year-old to a kindergarten, right? So, they made a few tweaks.
He's staying at a collage with a teacher that can teach him the basics he needs to know. So, that means he needs a dorm room, yeah? And his roommate happens to be a girl. It's not allowed in the slightest and was the definition of mistake in the system, but who is he to deny such a pretty girl to live with him? And who were you to deny such a handsome boy to live with you?
So, you two got to know each other better, eventually becoming great friends. And a lot of times when he got injured, you were thereto patch him up. And when he couldn't figure out how to spell a word? You were there.
And so, why would you bat an eye when he randomly asks you to help him with doing sit-ups? It's a pretty normal thing, hm?
All you have to do is sit on his legs while he pushes himself up. Except... He's shirtless, breathing heavy, groaning, unintentionally sounding attractive when he praises you for helping him...
How could anyone blaming you for starting to take your pants off? It's not like he noticed. And isn't it his fault you're soaking wet? So it's perfectly fine that you pushed he's legs down and straddled his lower abdomen.
Our little virgin completely freezes when you do, eyes widening as he looks up at you in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. Thin, pink panties that are getting his abs wet.
You lean in closer, gently grabbing his shoulders. "Did you do this on purpose, Denji? You just wanted to see how fast you could make me wet, huh?"
But that wasn't his plan. Not at all. He just wanted your help, but he's far too oblivious to realize what kind of effect he'd have on you. Is he gonna admit that? No.
"Hm... Guess you caught me, cutie," The virgin who claims he's not a virgin whispers, gently grabbing your thighs as you start to grind against his defined muscles, to which all he can do is freeze. This hot chick is moaning and whining? because of him?
But, eventually, that friction wasn't enough for you. Desperately, you tear off your panties with his help, sliding up his torso and hovering over his face. "You any good at pussy eating?"
"Only the best."
"Really? Prove it."
And so, he does. His long and wet tongue licking at your folds and sucking up all your juices, sliding in your tight hole once he feels you shake over him. And once he's got a taste, he never wants to stop.
He gently slides his hands up your waist, taking off your shirt and resting his hands on your ribcage to teasingly snap at your bra strap. For a virgin, he sure knows what he's doing.
And maybe he's teasing himself as well, because the moment he gets to feel your bra he's taking it off hungrily. Feeling up your soft and perky nipples that harden his hand, he's losing his mind badly. "D-Denji!! Fuck, keep going,"
And he plans to do just that. Or, so you think.... Because seconds later, he's turning over and pushing you off of him, denying you of the orgasm that's been building for minutes now. But not too long after that, he's trying to take off his belt, breathing heavily at the sight before him. "You are too perfect..."
He says, kicking off his pants and boxers and gently pushing you on your back. There's something about you being underneath him that just turn him on and makes him painfully hard. Without wasting time, he lines his dick up to your needy hole, gently pushing it in. The stretch is unforgettable as he starts to pump in deeper and faster, making you claw at his back and whine. "Denji... F-fuck, faster, please..."
"Yes, ma'am..." He mumbles, pushing in faster and feeling the warm sequence of your pussy, modeling around him like it's perfectly made for him and only his dick. The sound of fast and rhythmic slapping sounds fill the room, along with the sound of his and your groans and whines, even more when he leans down to bite your neck—sharp teeth sinking in just enough to hurt.
"H-hmm-!! Baby, you- fuck... Please, keep, dammit-!!"
Your eyes roll back as he pounds into you, gruff and broken groans going straight into your ears as he tries to hold back his orgasm, his voice getting higher as he tries to give you a warning a fails, cumming and painting your walls with his seed—you soon following suit and moaning his name as your releases mix together.
After you've both collected yourselfs, he lies next to you and hugs you tightly, still out of breath and dazed.
A girl just had sex with him.
And he squeezed her titties.
Is this heaven?
(AGAIN, do not repost my work. Reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated if you are not a minor.)
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