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how reading this got me feeling LIKE AHGEHWGSRSTAHSGAGAUAG

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Nakakita Yuma x Female!Reader

warnings/tags: perv!yuma, porn with a little plot, dom!yuma, reader is down bad, dry humping, teasing, dirty talk, possessiveness, slight choking, fingering, face sitting, spanking, p in v, praising, degrading, squirting, creampie, explicit photo is taken at the end, 80% of this is just pure smut lmao

♡ you fold from yuma’s teasing and he gives you the best fuck of your life

w/c: 5.1k (no proofread)

You’d met Yuma through your friends Nicholas and Maki, your best friends, alongside the rest of their friends, and over the past few months you’d been hanging out with him and the boys practically every weekend. What you didn’t know, though, was that Yuma had harbored a huge crush on you since the day he met you, and with it, the most perverted thoughts. Every time you’d bend over to pick something up, the bottom of your lacy panties would peek out from under your skirt, and he would stare, licking his lips. And when you would slip into a tight top without a bra, your breasts would press up and your nipples would harden, making him wonder how his cum would look all over them. Even when you would do the most innocent thing—like showing him your new set of nails—he would picture those polished fingers wrapped around his cock.

He would jerk off to you every night, imagining you sucking him off with your pretty mouth. His intentions towards you were pretty clear, but you were too oblivious to notice. You liked him a lot, more than just a friend, but you had no clue he felt the same way, and you were too scared to initiate anything. But the thing is, he knows about your lil crush on him, and wanted to tease you a little until you finally break. So when Maki brought up the idea of throwing a house party at their place—music, drinks, everyone crashing after—Yuma was thrilled. He knew you’d be there. Knew you’d show up in something cute, probably not even realizing the way you always drove him insane.

The night started off chill. You were curled up on the couch with a drink on the coffee table infront of you, laughing at Nicholas drunkenly trying to freestyle while Maki recorded. Yuma sat next to you, his thigh pressed against yours, a casual arm thrown behind you on the back of the couch. Every time you leaned forward to take a sip, his eyes dropped to the way your dress dipped just slightly on your cleavage, and every time you weren’t looking, he leaned in a little closer. You thought maybe he was tipsy. Maybe he didn’t realize how close he was. But when you looked up at him and found his eyes already on you, lips parted like he wanted to say something but didn’t—your stomach flipped.

As the night wore on and the group thinned out, Maki dragged Nicholas upstairs, yelling something about making sure he didn’t vomit anywhere. One by one, people started leaving, until it was just you and Yuma in the dim living room, the bass from someone’s playlist still low and thumping through the walls. He let his head rest back on the couch and ran his hand through his hair before turning to look at you. Half lidded eyes, cheeks a bit red from the alcohol. You stared at his neck, how his addams’s apple bobbed when he swallowed and how the light from the led strips on the walls perfectly lit up his face and neck. “Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked softly, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. Your heart stuttered as you realised he’d caught you staring. Heat rushed to your cheeks and you slightly bit your lip. “Like what?”, you mumbled with a nervous chuckle, eyes darting away in a desperate attempt to look anywhere but at him.

He didn’t answer right away. Just kept looking at you, like he could see right through every layer of embarrassment you were trying to hide. His grin deepened, lazy and amused, and then he shifted—turning his body fully toward you, his leg brushing against yours as he placed his hand just above your knee, making your body freeze. “Like you wanna eat me up”, he murmured with a little smirk on his face. Your breath hitched. You glanced at him, wide-eyed, trying to tell if he was serious or just teasing you again. But there was something heavier in his voice this time. Something that made your thighs clench together under your dress. “I don’t—” You started to deflect, but Yuma put his elbow on the couch, his head on his fist and leaned in closer, his voice dropping low near your ear, “Don’t play dumb, baby”. The pet name made you blush even harder, your big eyes locked on his, and his hand started caressing your skin. “You know I’ve been watching you, right?” he said, his fingers brushing lightly along the side of your thigh, moving further up, agonisingly slow. “The way you dress around me, the way you laugh and blush everytime i give you attention…”

He pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes dark and searching. “You think I haven’t noticed?” You swallowed hard, heart thudding so loud you were sure he could hear it. “I don’t know what you mean,” you whispered, but your voice wavered, giving you away. Yuma smiled again, satisfied, and reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering at the side of your jaw. “I think you do.” He leaned in slowly, giving you time to pull away—but you didn’t. You couldn’t. Not when he was looking at you like that, like he was starving and you were the only thing on the menu. His nose brushed against yours, lips so close they ghosted over your mouth when he spoke. “Been jerking off to you for months,” he murmured. “Ever since the day we met, when you wore that cute skirt of yours.” You couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth, already breathless, frozen in place under the weight of his voice.

The smug heat in his tone sent a shiver down your spine. Just like that, he had you wrapped around his finger again. “I wanted to wait until you cracked first,” he said, knuckles brushing up your inner thigh, reaching closer and closer to where you needed it the most, “but I think I’m done playing.” You didn’t mean to lean in. It just happened—drawn to him and his stupid lips. Your lips brushed his, featherlight, and for a second, neither of you moved. Then his hand slid to the back of your neck and pulled you the rest of the way in. He kissed you like he owned your breath, like every sound you made belonged to him, slow but hungry. His hand slid up further up your thigh, firm and unapologetic, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled you closer, making your leg fall between his and lean closer. You gasped into his mouth when he squeezed, and he took full advantage, tongue slipping past your lips, tilting his head to kiss you deeper, harder.

Your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, hips squirming under his touch, dress riding up just enough to expose the lower curve of your ass. “Fuck,” he muttered against your mouth, “Been dying to do this.” You barely registered the words, too lost in the way his hand slid higher, over the thin piece of fabric of your panties on your hip. His grip tightened, feeling the curve of you on his palm. When he finally pulled back, your lips were swollen, breath shaky, pupils blown. Yuma’s eyes dragged down your body like he was undressing you right there on the couch. And then his voice dropped, low and certain, “Let’s go upstairs. Now.”

Your breath hitched again at the command in his voice. He was already moving, already reaching for your hand like he wasn’t giving you a chance to second-guess. His fingers laced with yours, and you let him pull you up from the couch, your legs barely keeping up with your racing heart and throbbing core. You followed him up the stairs and through the quiet hallway, your hand tight in his. As you walked outside of Nicholas’s room, you spotted Maki passed out on the bed, his arm slung dramatically over Nicholas’s chest where he lay drooling beside him. Neither of them stirred as Yuma led you past.He opened the guest room door, not even bothering to turn the lights on. The faint glow from the city and the moon was just enough. He closed the door behind you, then turned to face you.

You didn’t get a chance to say anything else. Yuma stepped in close, hands slipping around your waist to pull you against him. His lips found yours again, this time slower, less rushed, but deeper, like he was savoring it. His fingers slid down your back, then lower, gripping your ass under the fabric of your dress and pulling you flush against the hard bulge in his sweats. “You have no idea,” he murmured between kisses, “how many times I’ve imagined this.” You whimpered softly, your hands gripping his shoulders for balance as he walked you back toward the bed. He sat down first, then tugged you onto his lap with practiced ease, your thighs straddling his as his lips found your neck. He sucked at the spot just below your ear, biting lightly, soothing it with his tongue before moving lower, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the curve of your neck to your collarbone. Each kiss was wetter, messier, his mouth leaving heat and spit and little groans against your skin as he dragged his tongue lazily over the spot he’d just sucked.

You couldn’t help but roll your hips against him, slow and shaky, grinding down on the thick length pressing up through his sweats. The friction made your breath catch, made you cling tighter to his shirt as your thighs trembled around him. “Fuck—so needy for me already, huh?” he teased, a soft chuckle leaving his mouth. “Yuma…” you whined, voice barely above a whisper. His grip on your hips tightened, guiding your rhythm as he tilted his head back to look at you, lips red and shiny from kissing. “Yeah? You feel how hard you’re making me, baby?” Your only answer was a soft, desperate moan as you rocked against him again, your panties damp and clinging to you beneath your dress. Yuma leaned forward, licking a stripe up your neck before sucking another very visible mark into your skin, right over your collarbone, slow and possessive. Your hips moved on instinct now, slow, needy rolls that made your clit throb with every drag of your soaked panties against the thick ridge of his cock beneath the fabric.

You could barely keep your eyes open, lashes fluttering as your head tipped forward in the crook of his neck. Yuma sighed softly, one hand still gripping your hip while the other slid up, fingers slipping under your dress. He didn’t stop until his fingertips brushed between your thighs, dragging over the front of your panties—slow at first, then pressing in to feel just how wet you were. “Oh, fuck…” he breathed, a teasing smirk appearing on his lips. “You’re soaked. You like me that much?” You whimpered again, “Mhm…”, nodding, thighs twitching as his fingers pressed down more firmly, rubbing the slick fabric against your swollen clit. Yuma licked his lips, eyes locked on your face as his hand slipped beneath the waistband of your panties. The moment his fingers met your bare heat, you left a small gasp, gripping him tighter.

“Shit, baby. You’re dripping.” His fingers slid through your folds, slow and teasing, before circling your clit with a firm, deliberate touch. You whined, thighs parting further for him. Then, without warning, he pressed one finger inside, slow and deep, watching the way your face twisted, the way your body arched into his. The stretch made your breath hitch, your nails digging into his shoulders. He gave you just a second to adjust before slipping in a second finger, having him groaning into your neck. “That’s it,” he whispered, curling them slightly, dragging them against the spot that made your legs tremble. He worked them in and out, slow at first, drawing soft, wet sounds from between your thighs, his thumb circling your clit with maddening control.

You were already falling apart on his lap, hips grinding down to chase the rhythm, and Yuma was eating up every second of it, how needy, and pliant you were just for him. “My dirty, dirty girl,” he teased, lips brushing your cheek. Yuma pulled his fingers from you, watching them glisten before dragging them slowly across your inner thigh, smearing your arousal over your skin. Then he leaned in close, lips brushing your ear. “Lay down for me.” he said, low and commanding. You nodded, breathless and dizzy, and moved without hesitation, back hitting the mattress and thighs still trembling. Yuma followed without missing a beat, eyes locked on you like he couldn’t get enough. He crawled over you, caging you in beneath him as his lips crashed into yours, hungry and rough this time. There was no patience left, tongues tangling, teeth grazing, your whimpers and moans muffled by his mouth as he kissed you like he needed you to breathe. His hands were everywhere—palming your waist, tugging at your dress, sliding up your sides until he pulled it up and over your head in one swift motion.

You gasped as the air hit your skin, his gaze dropped to take you in. “Fuck,” he muttered, dragging his hands slowly down your stomach. “So pretty laid out f’me.” He leaned back in, kissing you again, slower now but just as deep, his hand slipping behind your back to undo your bra and his mouth found your neck, leaving soft kisses on the skin. Once it came off, he tossed it aside and immediately dipped his head down, mouth closing around your nipple. He sucked, slow and deep, letting his tongue swirl over your nipple while his hand kneaded the other, fingers tugging and teasing until you were arching into him, breath hitching with every pull of his mouth. Then he moved to the other, biting down gently before soothing it with his tongue. His mouth roamed, dragging wet kisses across the curves of your tits, leaving hickeys wherever he wanted.

Every mark he sucked into your skin throbbed with heat, and the slick trail of spit he left behind glistened under the low light. “Look at these perfect fucking tits,” he muttered against your skin, voice low and hoarse, tongue flicking lazily over one nipple before sucking again, hard enough to draw another desperate moan from your throat. “All mine.” His hand roamed lower on your tummy, caressing it softly without stopping his mouth. You whimpered, breath shaky, hands tangled in his hair. “Please…” His brows lifted, lips twitching into a filthy smirk. “Please what, baby?” he taunted, reaching down to palm your thigh, squeezing it as he kissed just below your breast. “You gotta tell me.” “I need you, Yuma,” you breathed, hips twitching. “Please…” “Oh, you need me?” he echoed, clearly getting off on your desperation. “Need to cum like a little slut while I’m sucking on your pussy?” He chuckled under his breath, eyes flicking up to yours.

“Mhm, please Yuma, need it.” His hand dragged slowly down your thigh, lips brushing over your skin, and when he reached the edge of your panties, his fingers hooked into the waistband and tugged them down. The cool air kissed your wet heat as he slid the fabric down your legs, his eyes locked on the way your arousal clung to your folds, glistening. “Fuck…” he whispered like it was a prayer, the sight alone enough to make him throb in his sweats. He dropped your panties on the floor and slipped his fingers between your thighs, parting you with two fingertips. His touch was gentle at first, sliding between your folds, dragging slowly through your slick just to feel how messy you already were. “Cute” he whispered, more to himself, rubbing circles around your clit before sliding lower, teasing at your entrance without pushing in. “You’re so wet, baby.” You let out a soft whimper, hips shifting under his hand, trying to chase more pressure.

Yuma grinned, smug, as he brought his fingers back up and spread your slick on your clit. “Sit on my face.” he commanded, voice low and serious. Your breath hitched, eyes snapping to his. “W-What…?” “I said sit on my face.” His eyes darkened as he looked up at you, jaw clenched slightly. “Don’t be all shy now.” You froze, face burning, thighs instinctively trying to close. Your hands fidgeted at your sides as your voice came out small. “I-I’ve never—I can’t-” “Yes you can.” he cut you off, tongue wetting his bottom lip as he sat up slowly on the bed, one hand firm on your waist. pulling you onto his lap, fingers gripping your thighs as he shifted you to straddle him—but not to sit fully. Just enough to hover over him, your soaked pussy glistening inches from his mouth. “Come on, baby” You tried to keep your weight off, unsure, trembling, but Yuma wasn’t having it. “Sit this sweet pussy on my fucking face,” he said, voice sharp. You hesitated, eyes wide, but he narrowed his gaze and grabbed a handful of your ass, pulling you down.

As soon as your folds touched his mouth, you moaned and immediately put your hands on the headboard. His tongue licked a thick stripe up your slit before flattening against your clit. “Shit, baby,” he groaned against you, breath hot. “You taste so fuckin’ good.” He grabbed both cheeks of your ass and grinded you down harder, his tongue fucking into you now, licking, slurping, messily devouring your pussy while his nose pressed right against your clit. You whined from the pleasure, your hand moved to grip his hair, thighs trembling as you started moving—tentative at first, then grinding down onto his tongue, chasing the way he flicked it against your clit. Yuma groaned, sucking hard, fingers digging into your ass to hold you there. “There you go,” he panted, “That’s it. Rub that pretty pussy all over my fucking face.” Your hips stuttered as you rode his face, the filthy sounds of his mouth working between your thighs echoing in the room. His tongue flicked mercilessly at your clit, mouth wet and open, then shoving it deep inside your hole. You were trembling, legs shaking, moans spilling uncontrollably from your lips. “Yuma—I’m… I’m gonna—”

He didn’t stop. He grabbed your ass tighter, pulling you down harder against his face, smothering himself in your pussy like he wanted to drown in it. He hummed into you, voice muffled by your cunt, and the vibration of it made your back arch. “Cum on my tongue,” he rasped when he finally pulled back just long enough to speak. His lips were slick with your arousal, chin wet, eyes blown with lust. And after some seconds, came. The orgasm ripped through you fast and violent, your whole body going tight as your thighs clamped around his head. You cried out, grinding down against his face as your pussy throbbed and pulsed on his tongue. Yuma moaned like he was getting off just from tasting you, licking up every drop. “Good girl.” he whispered against your soaked cunt. Before you could catch your breath, Yuma’s hands were already on your waist. He flipped you easily, your back hitting the mattress as he loomed over you, his body casting a shadow in the dim light.

His hands braced on either side of your head, his face still glistening with your slick, and that filthy smirk never left his lips. He leaned in to kiss you hungrily, making you taste yourself from his mouth, then pulling away quickly. “Look at you,” he muttered, eyes dragging slowly down your body. “All fucked out already, and I haven’t even put it in yet.” He sat up on his knees and grabbed his shirt, yanking it off in one smooth motion. Your eyes immediately dropped to his chest—broad and toned, your thighs immediately pressing together again. He noticed, and his smirk deepened. “You like what you see, baby?” he teased, voice low and cocky. You nodded, biting your lip, then his hands moved down to his waistband, pushing his sweats down just enough to reveal the thick bulge straining against his boxers. He palmed himself over the fabric, watching your reaction like it was his favorite show. His cock twitched under the touch, already leaking a dark spot through the material.

You reached your arm to his thigh desperately trying to pull him closer, his hand squeezing around his length .“You want it this bad?” You nodded quickly, dazed and needy, thighs clenching again at the sight of him. “Nah, say it,” he ordered, voice sharp, dominant. “Use that pretty mouth. Tell me how bad you want it.” “I—I want it,” you breathed, eyes locked on the heavy outline in his boxers. “Want your cock, Yuma. Please.” your hand moving further up. “Fuck,” he hissed through his teeth. “You sound so good when you beg.” He hooked his fingers in the waistband and finally tugged his boxers down, freeing his cock—and fuck was he big. Thick, veiny, flushed red at the tip and already leaking. Your mouth went dry at the sight of it. Yuma stroked himself once, slow, precum smearing over his fist. “Eyes up.” he said, grabbing your jaw hard and tilting your face toward him. “You’re gonna take every inch like a good girl, yeah?” You nodded helplessly, and he leaned in, mouth brushing yours again as he lined himself up with your entrance. He gripped the base of his cock and dragged it slowly through your folds, groaning low as your slick coated him from base to tip. He ran it up and down your pussy, smearing his precum against your clit, your breath catching each time he nudged the sensitive bundle.

You whimpered, hips bucking just the slightest bit, trying to chase the pressure, needing him to give you more. But Yuma just chuckled, low and perverted, his eyes glued to the way your pussy glistened under the head of his cock. He gave a few more lazy glides, letting the swollen head of his cock tap against your clit just to hear your breath hitch. “I should make you beg again. But you’ve been so good for me tonight.” He aligned himself at your entrance again, teasing the tip just barely inside, then paused. “Take a breath,” he whispered, eyes flicking up to yours, voice calm. And then he pushed in. Slow at first, just the thick head stretching you open, making your back arch and your hands grip his biceps. “Fuck—Yuma” you gasped, your voice high and trembling as your walls clenched around him. “Thaaat’s it.” He groaned, jaw tight, watching your pussy swallow him inch by inch. “Fucking tight…shit.” He pushed deeper, the stretch nearly overwhelming, your breath coming in short little whimpers as he filled you to the hilt. His hips finally met yours, buried so deep it made your stomach flutter. He didn’t move right away. He just held himself there, grinding his hips into yours in slow, deliberate circles, making sure you felt every single inch.

He pulled out halfway, then slammed back in, hard. You cried out, body jolting beneath him as he set a brutal rhythm, each thrust deep, like he wanted to fuck the shape of him into your walls. His hands gripped your hips, dragging you down to meet every stroke, the sound of skin slapping echoing in the dark room. “Say it,” he panted, his pace unrelenting. “Say you’re mine.” “I—I’m yours, Yuma!” you moaned, voice high and shaking. “All yours!” He leaned down, teeth grazing your neck as he fucked you harder, the bed creaking under his pace. “Damn right you are.” Yuma groaned against your neck, biting down just hard enough to make your back arch and then kissing the same spot. His fingers wrapped around your throat, his other gripped your waist, pounding into you. Your moans came out in broken little sobs, your hands scrambling to hold onto his hair as each thrust knocked the breath out of you. He was so deep, thick and stretching you to your limit, the sound of his hips slapping against your soaked cunt obscene in the dark room. His hand slipped from your waist to your lower belly, pressing down firmly, and you gasped when you felt it. The thick bulge of his cock, deep and pulsing, outlined under the skin. "Fuck, baby" he rasped, palm flattening over the spot. "Look how deep i am." Your breath hitched, legs trembling around him as he kept thrusting. "Taking me so damn good." he muttered, his hand sliding up to your breast, giving it a squeeze. “Such a good fucking girl.”

“Yum-ma~ I’m c-close! Without warning, he pulled out, making you whimper at the sudden emptiness. Your pussy clenching around nothing. He grabbed your hips and flipped you over easily, pressing your face into the pillows as he pulled your ass up. “Stay just like that” he ordered, voice low and serious. You barely had a second to breathe before he slammed back in, the force of it making your whole body jolt. You moaned into the sheets, drool slicking the pillow as he pounded into you from behind, raw and relentless. His fingers dug into your hips, pulling you back into every thrust. He groaned, pulling out just enough to see the mess he was making. His cock gleamed with your slick, coated from base to tip, and where your bodies met, a creamy white ring, thick and sticky around him. “Fucking slut, creaming all over me.” You whined, flushed and wrecked, as he pushed back in, burying himself in and slapping your ass hard.

“You’re mine” he growled against your spine, hips slamming into you again and again. “You fucking belong to me.” He reached forward, fingers twisting into your hair and yanking you upright against his chest. The sudden pain made you cry out, your hands flying to the headboard again gripping it tight as his other hand slid down between your legs. His fingers found your swollen clit, rubbing slow, messy circles that sent a white-hot jolt through your core. You sobbed, grinding helplessly against him. “You like this, baby?” he whispered, filthy and smug right against your ear. “Like being used like this, takin’ my cock while I play with this little pussy?” “Mhm” you whimpered, nodding your head fast. Your whole body trembled, the pleasure hitting sharp and deep on your cervix, and then you started to move. Hips rolling back against him, desperate for more. You rocked yourself along his length, fucking yourself on him, your thighs shaking as the slick, wet sound of it got even louder.

“Just like that,” he grunted, jaw clenched. “Fuck yourself on my dick, baby.” His hand never left your clit, keeping up that relentless pressure as you moved on him, over and over, taking him deeper each time. His cock hit that spot inside you perfectly, again and again, until your moans turned into broken high pitched cries. Yuma snapped, his grip tightened, both hands snapping back to your waist as he slammed into you hard enough to knock the breath from your lungs. He pulled you back onto his cock, pounded into you relentlessly, each thrust hitting so deep your ass shook. “F–fuck, Yuma,” you choked out, voice high and shaking. “ s’too much, f—feels like I’m gonna p-pee—” His dick twitched in you, one hand sneaking around to slap down on your clit again, fast and messy. “Shit, let go, baby, trust me.” “Yuma—!” Your whole body tensed, then snapped. A cry ripped from your throat as you squirted around him, soaking his thighs, his cock, the sheets. His hips didn’t stop, watching the mess you made all over him. “Fuck, that’s my girl.” he hissed, eyes locked on where your cunt clenched around him, your slick pouring down his shaft. “Fuckin’ drenched me.”

You could only moan, every sound helpless, your body trembling under the overwhelming rhythm of his hips. He pressed forward, his chest flush against your back, breath hot on your neck. “Gonna cum in you,” he sighed, the tip of his cock nudging your cervix with every thrust. “Gonna fill you up so good, baby.” You sobbed his name, walls fluttering around him and making him whimper into your ear. His pace slowed down, sloppy and messy, slapping and grabbing on your ass, until he slammed into you one last time, his cock twitched as warm strings of cum filled up your insides. He stayed there for a moment, breathing heavy against your back, one hand still gripping your hip like he never wanted to let go. He slowly pulled back just enough to watch your swollen folds still wrapped around the base of his cock, his cum already beginning to drip out of you. You were trembling, breathless, face down on the mattress with your ass still raised for him like his perfect little masterpiece.

“Fuck,” he muttered, biting his lip as he reached for his phone on the nightstand, not even hesitating. You whimpered softly, your face flushed, hazy and fucked-out as he angled the phone “Stay like that,” he said, thumb swiping the screen to find the camera. “Gotta have this—look how messy you are f’me.” The shutter clicked once, twice. A picture of your ass spread by his big hand, your pussy glistening and dripping with his cum. He set the phone down again and leaned over you, large hand brushing sweaty hair from your cheek before pressing a kiss to your temple. “So good for me,” he whispered, gently easing out of you. The drag of his softening length made you whimper again, sensitive and spent. You felt the bed shift as he got up, only to return with a towel. He cleaned you slowly, his touch soft and patient as he wiped between your thighs. “Got you, baby,” he said, pressing another kiss to your lower back.

“You did so good. Took it all for me.” Once you were clean, he crawled back into bed and pulled you into his chest, wrapping you up in his arms, his hand rubbing soft circles into your back. “Let’s stay like this for a bit” he murmured, lips brushing your forehead. “Then we can sleep at my place, hm?” You nodded sleepily against his chest, your body relaxed, arm wrapped around him pulling him closer, softly kissing his collarbone as he stroked your hair.

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A/N: this would’ve been so much better and so much more detailed but i’m too lazy to rewrite some parts and also i have no idea if there’s any mistakes i don’t wanna read it again pls tell me if there’s any

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if anyone is wondering where I am...

I'm growing a garden on roblox <3 I will try (keyword: try) to upload a ej fic later tonight

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A HUNDRED NOTES WHAT??? THANK YOU??

omg omg reading the lyrics for wolf type made me CRAZYYYYY could you write what the andteam are like when jealous? (you can do all members as hcs or choose one member)

love ur work btw 💖💖💖💖

I'm just a wolf type (K, Fuma, Nicholas, Yuma, and Taki headcanons)

Warnings: not much but uhm neck kisses on yuma's, taki being DOWN BAD, not all members are included since these members are the ones I found the easiest to write as them being jealous, no word count and no proofread so expect typos/grammatical errors again hehe but some are a little longer than others, let me know if I missed some!

Message from the doll: so yes I did disappear for a few weeks I think(?) because of health reasons and followed by family emergencies 😿 but after all that, finally found the motivation to write againnn! Although I'm gonna confess something...I'm struggling with the pt2 for run, rabbit because I have no idea how to write reader x multiple members so I don't know when I'll be able to finish that 😞 for now, have some &team hcs and expect a yuma fic later tonight or tomorrow??? 👀

K

- For me, K would be a little passive-aggressive with it because he just looks like that type of person for me.

- When he first saw you talking to someone else, he would approach you immediately. He would ask what you and the person was talking about, laugh when you tell him the joke the other person said but his laugh was a little forced.

- K would wrap an arm around your shoulder while also participating in the conversation in a pretty friendly way but he is still glaring a little when you or the other person isn't paying attention.

- When the person finally gets the hint and leaves you alone, K would immediately take you away from the area to keep other people from approaching you. You would feel that his grip around your shoulder was a little tensed and his steps were firm so you would ask, "Were you jealous of them?"

- K would immediately deny it but if you kept asking, he would admit it.

"Okay yes, I was a little jealous so just stay close to me from now on."

Fuma

- Okay so for Fuma it would be a little different. When he saw you being approached by someone else, he would literally be like this (O_O) like surprised but not really because you looked good that day

- The two of you trust each other so I don't think he would be jealous that much I mean don't get me wrong, he just seems like the type of person that has so much trust on his partner (vice versa) and c'mon, he knows he's strong as hell and wouldn't hesitate to throw hands when needed.

- Which he will because as he was observing from afar, Fuma would start to notice you sending glances his way and your eyes saying 'I'm uncomfortable please help'.

- You didn't even need to glance a second time because that man's arms were already around your waist and his eyes stabbing daggers at the person bothering you. He would use the remaining of his calmness to talk to the person, knowing that you don't like making much of a scene.

- If the person is still not backing away and is even taunting him...OH IT IS ON. Fuma would immediately turn more aggressive, his hands leaving your waist to take a few threatening steps towards the person. But as much as possible, he would still not throw hands because he also doesn't want to cause a scene. He would also want to leave the place immediately after.

"If someone bothers you again like that, come find me."

Nicholas

- THIS MAN WOULD BE SO STRAIGHTFORWARD WITH IT.

- You two are at a party or something and yes, some people also approach him and he makes it clear that he's taken and they immediately back off. You, however, is more polite and isn't as straightforward. So you would try to politely decline someone but most would see it as you playing hard to get.

- In this scenario however, someone approached you because they noticed a keychain on your bag (an interest that you and the person shared) so naturally, you didn't look uncomfortable or anything because you were just talking about your interest with someone else.

- Nicholas would see this and immediately comes up to you, pushing past the people trying to pull him to dance or something. He looks intimidating even if he's not trying to be and now that he IS trying to intimidate someone, he looks like he could kill the person talking to you with just a blink or something.

- He would immediately tell the person that you are taken and asks them to go bother someone else. When the person leaves, you would sulk a bit because you were having a nice conversation with them about an interest of yours.

- Nicholas would feel a little guilty but it gets pushed away and he insists that 'they were still trying to get you away from me' or something. After that, he would learn about EVERY interest of yours so you can talk to him about it instead.

"Talk to me instead. I'm a great listener, y'know."

Yuma

- THIS BOY IS POSSESSIVE AND GETS SUPER CLINGY ABOUT IT. LIKE AN ACTUAL CAT. I'm just gonna say this but Nekoz are definitely the ones who gets easily jealous.

- I saw a clip from EJ and Yuma's live, I think EJ asked Yuma something like what if the fans spend valentines with someone else and Yuma immediately went 'no! they should spend it with us! 😾' LIKE WOAH OKAY, I like a possessive man.

- I also saw a girl ranking the members from least to most possessive based on their birth chart I think and YUMA was the one that is the most possessive based on his birth chart and I was NOT surprised at all.

- He sees someone else making you laugh? HE'S LITERALLY '😾' AND CLINGS TO YOU. Taking a seat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist. KISSES ON YOUR NECK AND MAKES SURE THE OTHER PERSON SEES HIM DOING IT. (It's very obvious that I enjoy writing for Yuma)

- Once you tease him about him being jealous tho, he denies it.

"I wasn't jealous! I was just making sure you would only laugh like that because of me."

Taki

- SPEAKING OF CLINGY, Taki would also be like this. But unlike Yuma who is like a cat and glares at the person, Taki would have puppy eyes looking at YOU because you're not giving him attention.

- Taki would ALWAYS be by your side but that doesn't stop anyone from approaching you (because they think Taki was your younger brother or something) but Taki wouldn't even care if someone said that. HE JUST CARES ABOUT YOU AND YOUR ATTENTION 😞

- I don't but for meee, I just really see Taki as someone who pulls a baddie from being weird and a loser really but I also love it when my man is down bad (nonchalant < yearners) A MAN WHO YEARNS IS A MAN WHO EARNS.

"Heyy, pay attention to meee. Can we get takoyaki please?"

Another message from the doll: I don't think this is nsfw or even suggestive so it should've been on my sfw blog instead but I was halfway writing this on the app and too lazy to transfer it, also because the ask was sent here. Situations are lowkey repetitive but I hope y'all still enjoy it 😞 anyway! As always, ask box is open for requests, thoughts, feedbacks, or messages!

[yumandoull]

could you pls do a fwb yuma fanfic pls 😖 were he sees you talking to a boy at a party and he gets jealous and drag you out of there forcefully and yk … BTW LOVE YOUR WORK ! 💕

I don't like the way he's looking at you, I'm starting to think you want him too (A Nakakita Yuma one-shot)

Warnings: fem!reader, ___ is used for reader's name, college house party setting at the start, mentioned Yang Jungwon from Enhypen (think blonde Jungwon at the Prada event for this 😻), other teamies mentioned, jealousy, mdni, slight fingering, pussy slapping (yes.), blowjob, masturbation? idkk?? (reader fingers herself), degradation (use of slut and whore), petnames (use of sweetheart and baby), missionary and cowgirl, groping, unprotected sex (don't!!), breeding and pregnancy kink?, slight(?) overstimulation, implied aftercare (was too lazy to write it but this is ALWAYS A DO), mention/talks on pregnancy. English is not my first language so expect typos/grammatical errors since this is also not proofread, let me know if I missed something!

Word count: 2,076

Message from the doll: Hiii >< I really should stop setting a date to when I'll post like saying I'll post tomorrow or something because I randomly lose motivation and it's so annoying like UGHHH anyway hope you guys enjoy!!

Plot: Nakakita Yuma as your friend with benefits, that's all that it was supposed to be. But what happens when he spots you being a little too close and touchy with that student council vice-president from a different school?

Teaser here

Music’s pulsing, the lights are low, the house is packed. Yuma is seated at a couch, surrounded by his friends and some girls trying to shoot their shots. It's already 10PM, an hour has passed since the party started and Yuma still haven't seen even a single strand of your hair. You did tell him that you were gonna come but still, you could've changed your mind at the last minute.

Just then, K took a seat next to Yuma while he was zoning out. “Waiting for your girl?” The younger heard and scoffed, “She's not ‘my girl’. No strings attached, we agreed to that.”

Nicholas reached out for his drink and took a sip before muttering, “You say that but proceed to rant to us when someone else approaches her.” Yuma's eyes narrowed and he immediately turned to Nicholas, “What did you say?”

“Nothing.”

It was now 10:30PM when Maki took a seat on the couch across Yuma. “Guess who I just spotted together at the dance floor.” Maki started, a little breathless from dancing. “Who?” Harua, who has been at their table the entire time and having snacks because he was just dragged to come, asked.

“Yang Jungwon, that model student from Decelis and guess who he's with..” Maki took a sip of some drink and continued to keep his friends guessing, for the plot. “Maki, just get straight to the point. No one is enjoying this, dude.” Nicholas huffed.

Maki rolled his eyes, “Fine, jeez. Jungwon is with ___, on the dance floor, getting hands on with each other if y'all catch my drift.”

“Bro, no way.” Fuma gasped slightly.

“Seriously? That guy? Here? At a party?” EJ kept questioning, it was rare for Jungwon to be seen at a party. “With ___, no less. The two of them refuse to drink and now they're here? Together?”

“I'm serious, dudes! Look at them right there.” Yuma followed to where Maki was pointing at there you were, dressed in something so deliciously sinful. Your dress sparkled underneath the dim lights, your hair was still perfectly styled. Jungwon was behind you, his hands on your waist as your hips swayed to the beat of the music. You had no care in the world with a cup in hand, cheeks flushed from the drinks you had.

“Never in my life would I have thought of seeing those two, together like that, in a place like this.” Jo muttered out, still eyeing you and Jungwon. “It's like seeing a dog walk on its hind legs..” Harua added in.

Yuma felt something tug at his chest. Why was he feeling this? Why was he affected? He goes around with other girls when you're not available, he just did that last night. So why is he not liking the sight of someone else being close to you? Without even thinking, Yuma suddenly took his phone out of his pocket to message you.

You could feel your phone going off in your purse but you didn't even care. Your mind was in daze from the drinks, a guy who is cute but hot at the same time is literally all over you right now, that phone is getting ignored for the night.

Yuma's jaw tightens as he watches you from the couch, seeing you ignore his texts and start to get more and more touchy with Jungwon. He then suddenly found himself getting up from his seat, ignoring his friends asking where he was going. Without hesitation, he took your wrist and pulled you away from Jungwon. “You're getting too close.” He stated.

Jungwon backed off a little, raising his hands in surrender. “Woah, sorry. Didn't know she was taken. Yuma, right? Nightball athlete?” Yuma didn't respond for a moment, his grip on your wrist tightening slightly. “That's none of your business.” Jungwon chuckled with a strained smile, “Alright alright, I'll back off.”

Once Jungwon was out of sight, Yuma dragged you away from the dance floor to a more secluded hallway in the house. “What the hell, ___? What were you doing with him?” Yuma pinned you against the wall, his hands on either side of you to cage you in. “What the- What was that for?” You tried to push him back a little but it was no use. “You were ignoring me, I kept messaging you.” Yuma's face was now inches from yours, you could smell his cologne mixed with the smell of alcohol. “Because I was having fun!” You crossed your arms and turned away, ignoring the heat forming in your lower stomach from the tension between the two of you.

“And now you're in for a long night.”

Yuma dragged you out of that party to his car outside and drove back to his place. He didn't even bother parking the car properly and immediately unbuckled his seatbelt and yours, pulling you out of the passenger seat. He opened the front door and not even a minute inside, your back was against the door with Yuma's lips crashing yours in a hard, messy, possessive kiss. You could hear the front door lock click as Yuma's kisses trailed down your jaw as usual but it wasn't the soft and gentle kisses from before, it was filled with pent-up feelings and jealousy. “You look fucking beautiful in this dress, baby..” He mumbled against your neck, “It's a shame that I'll rip it off though but, not really because I get to see you again. Every part of you.”

Yuma pushes you away from the door, leading you backwards while having his lips on yours until the back of your legs hit his bed. He pushes you on your back, hovering above you. “I bet you're already dripping, hm?” You felt Yuma’s hands trail down from your waist to your thighs and without warning, he pushed the soaked fabric of your panties and ran two fingers up your slit, earning a gasp from you. “I was right, aren't you a little slut?” Yuma pulled his fingers away, teasing you with his fingers. “Did you get wet because of me…or because of Jungwon?” Yuma's eyes narrowed when you didn't answer and he suddenly landed a harsh slap on your pussy. “Answer my question, baby.”

“You..! It's because of you..” You let out a pathetic sounding whine, getting pretty desperate but Yuma is really making sure that you are in for a long night. “Yuma, please..” He hummed in response as he continued to tease you, “Work for it.”

You were confused and didn't fully register Yuma's words when he lifts you up to all-fours above him and he unzips his jeans, pushing them down with his underwear. “You know what to do, slut.” Yuma's fingers carded through your hair, watching you take his length in your mouth. A low, almost a growl, sound vibrated from his chest as you started to bob your head up and down slowly. “You're doing great, baby. Such a good whore for me..”

“Touch yourself while you're blowing me.” Yuma looked at your eyes dart up to him when those words left his lips, “What, didn't hear me? I said touch yourself while you're blowing me. If you make yourself come while your lips are wrapped around me, maybe I'll go a little easier tonight.” Yuma watched as your fingers trailing down from your chest, to your belly, to your dripping pussy. His eyes locked as you easily inserted two fingers inside yourself, your moans muffled on his cock. The squelchy sounds of your fingers going in and out of your pussy, the occasional gagging sounds from you, and Yuma's groans filled the room. “God, I'm too impatient for this..” Was all you heard when Yuma suddenly pulled you away from his length and pinning you back down on the bed.

He hurriedly slid your panties down your legs, tossing them somewhere on the floor with your dress and bra following after. Yuma spat on his hand before rubbing hard and fast circles on your swollen clit, earning short gasps and whimpers from you. “You like that, baby? Look at you, all red and puffy down here.” His other hand grips on your waist, making sure you can't get away. Yuma comes back up to hover above you, his arms on either side of your head, caging you on the bed. Without waiting another moment, Yuma enters you in one thrust. “Still so warm and tight, it's like you're made for me.” His mouth found your neck, littering open-mouthed kisses and bites. Yuma starts slow, letting you adjust but also to tease.

You whimpered, pushing your hips against Yuma's. You heard him chuckle in an almost mocking manner, “Someone's needy, hm?” Yuma lifts both your legs, placing them on his shoulders before starting to pound into you. “This is what you need, right?” He groans, hands tight around your hips, pulling them in time to meet his thrusts. “So pretty…look at your boobs bouncing while I fuck you.” One of Yuma's hands leave your hips to roughly grope and squeeze your tits, adding another layer of pleasure for you. Yuma took both your legs and pushed forward, almost completely folding you in half.

“Yuma-! R-right there! Please..” Your grip on the sheets became tighter, your hands pulling and twisting them next to you. “I know where you like it, baby. No need to tell me.” He starts hitting deeper and with more force, knowing exactly how to make you fall apart. With your moans filling the room, it didn't take long for Yuma to feel close to the edge. “I'm close, can I cum inside? Bet you would love that, slut.” You nodded almost immediately, also feeling the familiar intense feeling on your lower abdomen. “Mhm! Please, I need it.” Yuma leans down to bite near your collarbone, leaving a mark that is a bit difficult to hide. “Want me to knock you up? You'll attend your classes with a round belly? You'd still be the prettiest girl in the room.” He was puffing and huffing above you as he chased his release, you heard Yuma groan as he released a ton of his thick and sticky load inside of you, triggering your own orgasm. Yuma lets go of your legs, laying them flat back on the bed and letting you breathe for a few moments. “Done catching your breath, sweetheart? Because I'm not done.”

“Wait what?” You were suddenly flipped over, now straddling Yuma. He tsked, watching his cum drip down your pussy. “Can't even keep them inside you..” He teased and added, “I'll fix that.” Yuma stated before lifting your hips and sitting you down on his cock. Still sensitive from your previous orgasm, you let out a weak whimper. “I can't anymore..”

“Yes, you can.” Yuma immediately replied, already lifting your hips up and down to meet with his upward thrusts. His pace became faster and rougher, earning some broken pleads and whines from you. You eventually collapsed against Yuma, head resting on his chest with your arms wrapped weakly around him. “Aww, poor slut can't take it.” He chuckled but despite slowing down, his pace became more intense. Your brain turned to mush, moans spilling out of your mouth. “Yuma- s'too much..” Yuma shushed you, his hand coming to stroke your hair as he continued to fuck his cum back inside your pussy. It didn't take long before Yuma released another load inside you, his head falling back against the pillows.

After cleaning around the room and taking a bath, you laid silently in bed next to Yuma. The silence was tense, the two of you not sure of what to say before Yuma finally broke the silence. “Sorry for…uhm, I guess I'm the one getting my emotions involved here.” He admitted. The thought of you with someone else earlier that night was still bothering him, it definitely wasn't the alcohol anymore. “It's okay, I am too.” You confessed as well.

Yuma immediately looked at you, shifting to his side to face you. “Seriously? Is that why you were asking who was the girl I was with?” He questioned and you replied with a nod. Yuma smiled, a warm smile. “You should read for now, we'll talk about our feelings tomorrow.”

“And the fact that you came inside me two times?”

“It's not like I'm gonna leave you! I have been told that I am great with children, baby.”

Note from the doll: hope y'all got the mean girls reference ANYWAY awaken the bloodline is starting in three days omg congrats to everyone who will be able to attend suppressing tears. PLEASE THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE A STOP IN MY COUNTRY AND I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN AFFORD A TICKET TO ATTEND LET ALONE A FLIGHT SOMEWHERE??? 😿

[yumandoull]

foaming at the mouth btw

thinking about fem!yuma.... more specifically camgirl yuma.

thinking about her face down ass up on her bed while her fuck machine drills into her soaking wet cunt, the dildo attached stretching her open so deliciously. her chat is filled with people telling her to up the speed, to add a bigger dildo, to use toys as well, to edge herself. she’ll have two cameras set up so you’ll be able to see both her pussy and her face… her face is red and her mouth is wide open, drool pooling onto her sheets as she moans and cries from the stimulation.

fem!yuma… she’s just so sensitive but she can’t get enough, not even when the dildo has pumped so much fake cum into her pussy it’s spilling out, not when she places a vibrator on the highest setting on her clit and squirts all over her sheets, not even when she teases her viewers by pressing her fingers past her rim, fingering herself open to put a pretty pink buttplug in before ending her stream <3

[yumandoull]

I don't like the way he's looking at you, I'm starting to think you want him too (A Nakakita Yuma Fic Teaser)

Warnings: slightly toxic fwb relationship with yuma, reader and yuma are in college, profanities, yang jungwon from enha mentioned, use of ___ for reader's name, use of 'baby' for reader, yuma is called yu by reader, timestamps are lowkey confusing, all pics from pinterest (including the ones above), english is not my first language so expect grammatical errors. More tags will be on the full fic I am working on!

Message from the doll: Hello helloo! So when I started writing, I really wanted to do a smau or something but I have no idea what but then I got an ask in my inbox about fwb with yuma so I thought 'I could make some sort of teaser for this for fun' and so I did!

Plot: Nakakita Yuma as your friend with benefits, that's all that it was supposed to be. But what happens when he spots you being a little too close and touchy with that student council vice-president from a different school?

One-shot

Another message from the doll: Thoughts so far??? Ask box is open for thoughts, requests, and convos!!

[yumandoull]

soaked - nakakita yuma ✧˚⋆ ˖

𓏲˚ ۪ ❤︎⊹ request !!

“In which reader can't control herself when her boyfriend looks so hot in family vacation.”

Content: +18MDNI fem! reader x yuma, stablished relationship, sex in a hot tub, rushed sex, dirty talk, creampie.

hate comments will be deleted and blocked, likes and reblogs are appreciated !!

"You're staring."

Yuma's voice was low, almost like a growl, and you blinked, snapping out of your trance. You’d been leaning back on the edge of the hot tub, your eyes fixed on him as he lounged in the bubbling water, the steam rising around his sculpted body. His abs gleamed in the dim light, muscles flexing with every movement, the water clinging to his skin.

He looked insanely good, and you couldn’t help but appreciate how the warm water made his slightly tanned skin — thanks to the sunny weather earlier that day— stand out more, how his dark hair clung to his forehead. He was everything you’d ever wanted, and yet, you were struggling to keep your composure.

Because, to be fair, you were in family vacation, with his family. And although you knew how respectful he was around his parents and younger brothers, the truth was, you’d barely had time to enjoy yourselves, you weren’t even sharing a bedroom. Summer house rules, her parents had said.

So yeah, considering that you and him both had a ver strong sex drive, spending hot days in a bikini around him looking so good was almost torture.

You blinked, looking away then, a little embarrassed. His family was inside the house, cooking something for dinner, but if they paid enough attention through the huge glass windows, they would notice anything.

"I'm sorry," you murmured, your voice shaky. You should've been pretending to be casual, like this was just another normal family vacation. But how could you when he looked like that?

Yuma smirked, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he caught the way your breath quickened.

"Are you sure you're sorry, baby?" he asked, his tone teasing but with a hint of something darker, something predatory.

You swallowed, trying to focus on anything else—the chatter of his family in the background, the sound of the water splashing—but it was impossible to ignore the way your body was reacting to his presence. You could feel the heat pooling in your lower stomach, your body aching with need.

"I can't help it," you confessed, voice breathless. "You look too good."

Yuma’s smile turned wicked. He moved closer in the water, until you could feel the tension shift, the space between you shrinking. The sound of the bubbles mixed with the low sigh that left your throat when he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him until your chests were touching, hot, wet skins against each others, your nipples hardened under your bikini top.

“I know," he murmured, his lips brushing your ear. "I’ve been watching you too, baby. Can’t keep my eyes off of you either."

Your breath caught as his hands slid onto your shoulders, tracing the line of your collarbone, so close to your breasts, but not touching yet.

"You're making it so hard for me to behave," he teased, voice dropping lower. "And I don’t plan on behaving much longer."

His fingers hooked around the strap of your bikini top, his touch burning, leaving a trail of heat wherever he went. You wanted him so badly, your body practically shaking with the desire to close the gap between you. Then his hand trailed down your side, touching your waist and gripping tight, you squirmed, and he lifted you until you were sitting on his lap.

The soaked fabric of his shorts made it much easier to notice, you felt it, right between your legs, he was hard, and you moaned softly at the feeling, your core aching, needy.

You couldn't fight it any longer. You pushed yourself forward, your lips crashing into his as you both gave in to the simmering tension that had been building all day. He responded instantly, his hands pulling you closer, his kiss deep and hungry, as though he were claiming you right there in front of everyone. His hand grabbed the back of your neck, and you tilted your head as he slid his tongue inside of your mouth, a mess of hot breaths and whimpers, you rocked your hips against him, rubbing yourself with his clothed length, trying to ease some of the pain between your legs, and he groaned low, water splashing when he jerked his hips to meet with your movements.

“Fuck.” he whispered, kissing along your jaw and you moaned again, moving your hips faster, needier. He took a quick look back to the house, nobody was around, thank god.

Yuma’s hand slid down your back, gripping your waist hard enough to leave bruises, guiding your hips to grind down on him with slow, filthy rolls. The heat of the water and the friction of your bodies made your head spin, your fingers tangling into the damp strands of his hair as you kissed him again, deeper, rougher, teeth clashing in your desperation.

“You’re driving me fucking insane,” he growled against your mouth, voice raw with need. His other hand dipped below the surface, fingers tracing the waistband of your soaked swimsuit before slipping underneath, bold and hungry. You gasped into his mouth, hips stuttering against him, and he smirked, low and dangerous. “You want this?” he murmured, fingers teasing but not giving you what you needed, his forehead pressed against yours, eyes dark and blown wide. “You want it right here, baby? In the fucking hot tub?”

You whimpered, nodding frantically, too far gone to care about anything else. Yuma chuckled lowly, the sound vibrating against your chest as he finally slid his fingers through your slick folds, finding your clit and circling it mercilessly. Your entire body jerked, a strangled moan escaping your throat as you clutched at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin.

“That’s it,” he whispered, biting down gently on your neck. “Let me hear you. No one’s gonna come out here. It’s just you and me now.”

The way he touched you, rough and possessive, had you falling apart in his hands, rocking your hips helplessly against his fingers as he worked you closer to the edge. The hot water lapped around you, splashing over the sides with every desperate grind of your bodies, and the stars above blurred in your vision.

He cursed under his breath, eyes wild as he slid one hand between you, tugging the crotch of your swimsuit aside with a rough, impatient move. He freed himself from his trunks just enough to let his cock slap hot and heavy against his stomach. You could barely see anything with how close your bodies were, but you felt him — thick, throbbing, dripping against your soaked skin.

“Need you,” he groaned, almost like it hurt to wait even a second longer. “Need to feel you — now.”

Without warning, he lined himself up and pushed inside you in one desperate, messy thrust, both of you crying out, the water churning violently around you. The stretch burned so good you saw stars, your nails digging into his shoulders for dear life as he filled you completely.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he gritted out through clenched teeth, gripping your ass and hauling you down harder onto him. “Been wanting this — been losing my fucking mind —”

You whimpered brokenly, burying your face in the crook of his neck as he began to move, shallow thrusts that grew rougher and deeper with every snap of his hips. The obscene slap of skin on skin echoed in the humid night air, masked only slightly by the splashing water.

Every movement, every ragged breath, every filthy moan that fell from his lips sent you spiraling faster, and Yuma was just as gone as you were — muttering curses and praises against your skin, telling you how good you felt, how he couldn’t hold back even if he tried.

“You were made for me,” he panted, thrusting up harder, angling just right to have you gasping, seeing white. “You hear me, baby? Fucking made for me.”

You could only nod frantically, clinging to him, riding the overwhelming pleasure as he fucked you right there in the hot tub like nothing else in the world mattered.

And when you broke apart, screaming his name into the steamy night, Yuma followed seconds after, hips jerking up hard as he spilled inside you with a deep, guttural moan, holding you so tight it almost hurt.

The world seemed to tilt and blur around you both, only the feeling of Yuma’s arms wrapped fiercely around you keeping you grounded, the water sloshing lazily now as you both trembled and gasped in each other’s arms.

[yumandoull]

omg omg reading the lyrics for wolf type made me CRAZYYYYY could you write what the andteam are like when jealous? (you can do all members as hcs or choose one member)

love ur work btw 💖💖💖💖

I'm just a wolf type (K, Fuma, Nicholas, Yuma, and Taki headcanons)

Warnings: not much but uhm neck kisses on yuma's, taki being DOWN BAD, not all members are included since these members are the ones I found the easiest to write as them being jealous, no word count and no proofread so expect typos/grammatical errors again hehe but some are a little longer than others, let me know if I missed some!

Message from the doll: so yes I did disappear for a few weeks I think(?) because of health reasons and followed by family emergencies 😿 but after all that, finally found the motivation to write againnn! Although I'm gonna confess something...I'm struggling with the pt2 for run, rabbit because I have no idea how to write reader x multiple members so I don't know when I'll be able to finish that 😞 for now, have some &team hcs and expect a yuma fic later tonight or tomorrow??? 👀

K

- For me, K would be a little passive-aggressive with it because he just looks like that type of person for me.

- When he first saw you talking to someone else, he would approach you immediately. He would ask what you and the person was talking about, laugh when you tell him the joke the other person said but his laugh was a little forced.

- K would wrap an arm around your shoulder while also participating in the conversation in a pretty friendly way but he is still glaring a little when you or the other person isn't paying attention.

- When the person finally gets the hint and leaves you alone, K would immediately take you away from the area to keep other people from approaching you. You would feel that his grip around your shoulder was a little tensed and his steps were firm so you would ask, "Were you jealous of them?"

- K would immediately deny it but if you kept asking, he would admit it.

"Okay yes, I was a little jealous so just stay close to me from now on."

Fuma

- Okay so for Fuma it would be a little different. When he saw you being approached by someone else, he would literally be like this (O_O) like surprised but not really because you looked good that day

- The two of you trust each other so I don't think he would be jealous that much I mean don't get me wrong, he just seems like the type of person that has so much trust on his partner (vice versa) and c'mon, he knows he's strong as hell and wouldn't hesitate to throw hands when needed.

- Which he will because as he was observing from afar, Fuma would start to notice you sending glances his way and your eyes saying 'I'm uncomfortable please help'.

- You didn't even need to glance a second time because that man's arms were already around your waist and his eyes stabbing daggers at the person bothering you. He would use the remaining of his calmness to talk to the person, knowing that you don't like making much of a scene.

- If the person is still not backing away and is even taunting him...OH IT IS ON. Fuma would immediately turn more aggressive, his hands leaving your waist to take a few threatening steps towards the person. But as much as possible, he would still not throw hands because he also doesn't want to cause a scene. He would also want to leave the place immediately after.

"If someone bothers you again like that, come find me."

Nicholas

- THIS MAN WOULD BE SO STRAIGHTFORWARD WITH IT.

- You two are at a party or something and yes, some people also approach him and he makes it clear that he's taken and they immediately back off. You, however, is more polite and isn't as straightforward. So you would try to politely decline someone but most would see it as you playing hard to get.

- In this scenario however, someone approached you because they noticed a keychain on your bag (an interest that you and the person shared) so naturally, you didn't look uncomfortable or anything because you were just talking about your interest with someone else.

- Nicholas would see this and immediately comes up to you, pushing past the people trying to pull him to dance or something. He looks intimidating even if he's not trying to be and now that he IS trying to intimidate someone, he looks like he could kill the person talking to you with just a blink or something.

- He would immediately tell the person that you are taken and asks them to go bother someone else. When the person leaves, you would sulk a bit because you were having a nice conversation with them about an interest of yours.

- Nicholas would feel a little guilty but it gets pushed away and he insists that 'they were still trying to get you away from me' or something. After that, he would learn about EVERY interest of yours so you can talk to him about it instead.

"Talk to me instead. I'm a great listener, y'know."

Yuma

- THIS BOY IS POSSESSIVE AND GETS SUPER CLINGY ABOUT IT. LIKE AN ACTUAL CAT. I'm just gonna say this but Nekoz are definitely the ones who gets easily jealous.

- I saw a clip from EJ and Yuma's live, I think EJ asked Yuma something like what if the fans spend valentines with someone else and Yuma immediately went 'no! they should spend it with us! 😾' LIKE WOAH OKAY, I like a possessive man.

- I also saw a girl ranking the members from least to most possessive based on their birth chart I think and YUMA was the one that is the most possessive based on his birth chart and I was NOT surprised at all.

- He sees someone else making you laugh? HE'S LITERALLY '😾' AND CLINGS TO YOU. Taking a seat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist. KISSES ON YOUR NECK AND MAKES SURE THE OTHER PERSON SEES HIM DOING IT. (It's very obvious that I enjoy writing for Yuma)

- Once you tease him about him being jealous tho, he denies it.

"I wasn't jealous! I was just making sure you would only laugh like that because of me."

Taki

- SPEAKING OF CLINGY, Taki would also be like this. But unlike Yuma who is like a cat and glares at the person, Taki would have puppy eyes looking at YOU because you're not giving him attention.

- Taki would ALWAYS be by your side but that doesn't stop anyone from approaching you (because they think Taki was your younger brother or something) but Taki wouldn't even care if someone said that. HE JUST CARES ABOUT YOU AND YOUR ATTENTION 😞

- I don't but for meee, I just really see Taki as someone who pulls a baddie from being weird and a loser really but I also love it when my man is down bad (nonchalant < yearners) A MAN WHO YEARNS IS A MAN WHO EARNS.

"Heyy, pay attention to meee. Can we get takoyaki please?"

Another message from the doll: I don't think this is nsfw or even suggestive so it should've been on my sfw blog instead but I was halfway writing this on the app and too lazy to transfer it, also because the ask was sent here. Situations are lowkey repetitive but I hope y'all still enjoy it 😞 anyway! As always, ask box is open for requests, thoughts, feedbacks, or messages!

[yumandoull]

I thought the writer's curse only existed in AO3 but NO because why did I lowkey get hit??? I suddenly felt a little under the weather after posting my first work and ignored it because I didn't think it was serious but it lasted for SO LONG even when I was taking meds, then as I was writing my second work BOOM I got hit with high fever so I decided to get a check up and the doctors told me I got pneumonia 💔 I've been at the hospital since, which is why I wasn't active but anyway I did lose a little motivation but I got another request in my ask that I'm REALLY excited to write and I do already have ideas, so I'm trying to push posting part two for Run, Rabbit

[yumandoull]

Go in Blind performance mv is insane and so am I after watching it.

[yumandoull]

friends to lovers dom!yuma or smth, something simple and basic😔 i have no ideas rn but i’ll definitely send more requests when i come up with stuff

I wanna ruin our friendship, We should be lovers instead (A Nakakita Yuma one-shot)

Warnings: perv!yuma at the start (yes.), bimbo!reader, fem!reader,collage dormmates yuma and reader, a little non-consensual groping and picture taking, use of drugs, hickeys, boob sucking (man loves them on you), slight?? oral (f receiving), reader is whiny and demanding, lowkey bratty!reader, unprotected sex!! (don't), cumming inside, lots of kissing and praises, pet names (sugar, sweetheart, babe, baby), aftercare <3 (this one is ALWAYS a do), implied mutual pining, getting together. This was not proofread again so expect typos and grammatical errors. Let me know if I missed something!

Plot: You thought that Yuma was the perfect roommate, he was so caring and sweet. But little did you know, he was hiding something from you. Something a little...inappropriate.

Message from the doll: Hey dolls!! This has been in my inbox for the past week or two actually uhmm sorry guli 😞 I didn't have much idea for this but hopefully y'all witll still like it. Right after I post this, I'll find some motivation to work on part two for Run, Rabbit <3

• Your dormmate, Yuma, is really kind. He often makes you dinner or orders take out when he knows you're busy with activities or projects for your course, he makes sure you drink tea instead of coffee when it's late since he insists that it's better for you, he even does some of your chores when he knows you're really really busy.

• Now Yuma may be kind to you, he is also a little bit of a perv. How could he not be? You're so comfortable around him that you are fine with walking around in a tight top and shorts with nothing else around the dorm, your lips looks so round and pretty with your lip combo, and those short skirts you always wear around the dorm sometimes.

• One of Yuma's favorite things to do with you are movie nights, especially if there's a new horror movie that came out. You were easily scared and often clings to his side during tense moments. Your sweet and soft scent fills his nose, he can fell your boobs squished against his arms.

• When Yuma is a little stressed out, he will suddenly come up behind you and fondle your breasts. Ignoring your protests and tells you that they're the perfect stress toys and he deserves it for taking care of you.

• There are times when you are in short skirts, Yuma sneakily walks behind you to snap a picture underneath your skirt and the pictures doesn't stop there. You accidentally splashed water on yourself while washing the dishes and made your shirt a little see through? He immediately opens his camera app. You are leaning forward on your mirror as you get ready for a party and a little too much cleavage is showing because of your tight dress? You can almost hear a faint snap sound. You're sleeping peacefully with your blanket kicked off with that sheer night gown? His phone is already out and so is his cock.

Yuma was alone in the dorm while you were out partying, he was watching a show in hopes to distract his mind from you. He saw you getting ready earlier, looking all dolled up and tempting, and he hates the thought of other guys ogling at you at the party. It was around 11PM when he heard some struggles at the door knob and he decides to get up to check through the peep hole to find you. Yuma opens the door and was surprised when you immediately fell trips over yourself and lands in his arms, "Woah- you okay, sugar?" He asks, helping you walk to the couch. "Noo.." You replied, almost like a desperate whimper. "My drink, someone messed with it.."

Yuma tenses up when he heard your words, "What? What do you mean 'someone messed with your drink'?" He repeats, hoping it wasn't what he was thinking. "I mean someone- drugged it. I don't know who it was..!" Your mind was already hazy, you felt warm all over despite the air conditioning in the dorm. Yuma notices your flushed face and your body was so hot, like literally and not because he finds you hot- what who said that.

"Do you...do you know what kind of drug they used? I mean, it's certainly not sleeping pills." Yuma tried to play it cool, acting as if he doesn't know that they were probably aphrodisiacs or something with the same effect and that he really really wants to make you feel better. "I don't knoww~ but I'm feeling so needy, Yuma~" You whined before adding, "Can you help me? Please? I came home since I don't want anyone else there, I want you." Yuma swore his pants dropped right then and there from your words. Him?? You specifically wanted him to help you since you don't trust anyone else??? This had to be a dream but nonetheless, Yuma picks you up and carried you to your bed to be more comfortable. "Of course I'll help you, sweetheart.."

Yuma has been littering kisses and marks around your neck, making sure that you now know who you belong to, but you were getting too impatient because of the drug in your system. "Yumaaaa~ I'm too impatient to take things slow right now." Yuma chuckles and places a harsh bite on your shoulder, "I'm trying to be a gentleman here, babe." You grumbled as your hands are already fumbling with the hem of his shirt, "I don't need you to be a gentleman right now, I have needs to be fulfilled right now! And we both know you're not a gentleman in bed."

Yuma laughs before getting up to straddle your waist, he removes his shirt and throws it somewhere on your bedroom floor. "Alright, alright. I'll stop playing the act." Yuma lifts you up slightly and makes you lean against the headboard of your bed, his hands reaching behind you to unzip your dress and he quick discards it. Yuma fumbles and struggles a little with your bra, he gets impatient and tears it off, the sound of ripping fileld your ears. "You couldn't have asked for help??" You knew Yuma was strong but not that strong. "I'll buy you a new one."

Yuma throws the ripped fabric and his lips immediately finds your one of hardened nipples, his mouth and tongue moves in a starving manner. "Mmh, finally get to do this.." He mumbles, his hand moves up to give attention to the other. He alternates his mouth to the two, his hooded eyes looking up to watch your reactions. After he was satisfied, he trails his mouth down to your stomach. Yuma's mouth connects with your clothed core, his saliva soaking your underwear further. "You taste so addictive..even with something in the way." He continues to suck and lick you through the this fabric, his hands holding your thighs open.

A needy sound leaves your lips, "Yuma, pleasee..I can't take it anymore.." Yuma chuckles and gets to his knees, sliding your panties down to leave you completely bare for his eyes. He's been waiting too long to have you like this. Yuma hooks his thumb to remove his sweatpants along with his boxers, leaving them on the floor with the rest of his and your clothes. "Want me to go in raw?" Yuma asks you, watching as you immediately nod, clearly getting impatient. Yuma leans down, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Tell me if it's too much, okay?" He presses his lips against yours while he lines himself up and slowly stretches you out. Yuma feels you gasp against his lips, your arms pulling him closer against you. He stays still for a moment before pulling away from your lips, "Can I move?" You nod. "Wrap your legs around me."

You complied and Yuma starts off slow, making sure not to overwhelm you. "Faster please.." You requested and Yuma grants, placing his hands on the mattress next to you to cage you in his arms as he thrusts faster and harder into you. "Like this, baby? You feel so warm.." He kisses you on the mouth again, his hips finding a steady rhythm. Yuma can feel you getting tighter, the sounds leaving your lips becoming more frequent and high-pitched. "Getting close, hm? Let go for me."

Your fingers gripped on Yuma's hair, adorable needy sounds leaving your lips as you come around his cock. Yuma groans as he feels you clench around him, "I'm coming, baby. Should I pull out?" He asks, not wanting to do something you wouldn't want. "No, don't- Cum inside me, please. I need it~" You begging in that whiny tone was enough for Yuma. Another groan leaves his lips as he spills his warmth inside you.

Yuma pressed his forehead against yours, his breath warm against your face. "You did so well, do you know how long I was waiting to do that?" He laughs and litters more kisses around your face, seeing you all spent and content before him felt unreal. "I'll take care of the cleaning, just rest and look pretty for me hm?"

Yuma runs a bath for you, washing your hair thoroughly, making sure to use your favorite soaps. He sets you down on the counter and dries your hair with a towel, smiling to himself while looking at you, all pretty and marked up by him. He leaves you for a bit to change the bed sheets, replacing them with clean ones. Yuma puts on your favorite movie and goes back to the bathroom to carry you back to the bed, setting you down before laying next to you and pulling the blanket over the two of you. "Feel better, sugar?" You nod, resting your head on his shoulder. "So much better. Thanks a lot, Yu." Another sweet kiss lands on top of your head, Yuma brushes off stray hair from your face. "Anything for my favorite girl." He murmurs against your hair. You were silent for a bit, thinking about the happenings earlier.

"Do you think this will affect our friendship?" You suddenly asked, turning to look at Yuma. He thinks for a moment, should he tell you the truth or no? Fuck it. "You know what? I hope it does. I don't wanna be friends anymore, I want to cherish you and adore you in a way you deserve." He suddenly blurts out, he freezes when he realized what he said and waits for your reaction. "Wait, seriously? Like...you like me, romantically??" You repeated, you didn't want to jump into conclusion.

"Are you kidding? Of course I do, how could I not fall for you?" Yuma boops your nose, "You're pretty, you're hardworking, you're smart, and after what we did tonight? I'm definitely not letting you go." Yuma's arms wraps around you, he pulls you down to sit on his lap. "So, what do you think? Will you let me be your boyfriend?"

You replied by kissing him on the lips, your hand trailing from his chest to his shoulders. Yuma responds to you, pulling you closer by your waist. The kiss was different from before, it was filled with unspoken feelings and emotions. You could feel his smile against yours, making you smile as well. You pull away with a smile on your face that matched his, you rested your head on his shoulder. Yuma's arm tightened around you in a possessive but loving way, a hand moves up to stroke your hair. The two of you enjoyed the others company during that night, just sitting in the comfortable silence.

You still didn't know who was the jerk that drugged you in the first place but they definitely deserve a little credit for this ending.

Another message from the doll: Soooo this was only supposed to be something short like a drabble but guess who got carried away again lmaoo 😋 I didn't even do this in google docs like I did it straight on the app so there's no word count sorry gang 🙏 and this might be more fluffy and cute than I also expected from myself but we'll roll with it! So as always, let me know your thoughts!! Inbox is always open for requests, thoughts, and feedback <3

Very important message: They dropped Go in Blind while I was finishing up on this and the choreo???? Like woah yuma 😻 ugh love him so much I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH ACTUALLY and like harua's part with the blindfold??? EJ BITING ON IT??? HELLO????

[yumandoull]

YIPPEE!!! （＾ν＾）honoured to be your first anon !

also you’re on holidays omg??? for a month? UR FREE 😼😼😼 i might be dumb but are you on vacation somewhere while on break or are you just on break for a month? regardless a month off sounds like heaven!!!!!

did you have any ideas for future works? i would love to hear them!! if you wanna keep them a surprise tho, thats good too! 😫

much love╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

- 🪼

one month break!! (still waiting on vacation plans it's literally so hot here right now 😞) andd...I do have a friends to lovers with yuma in my inbox from guli (gulicore) that I am working on (might not be a full fic cause I have no idea what to do for it sorry gang) and after that I will be working on part 2 for Run, rabbit 🤫

[yumandoull]

I’m not usually a big hybrid enjoyer but something about that one really 🤯🤯🤯 more please when u have time

awwhh <3 I'll definitely write more since I have nothing else to do this summer!! (assuming I get ideas and motivation to write 🤫)

[yumandoull]

also i sent the previous ask about your run rabbit run fic… could i be 🪼 anon?

yes you can!! first anon yeahh I've succeeded in life 🙌

[yumandoull]

oh em gee…. HELLO??? first i hope you’re having a good day/night! secondly, i read your run rabbit run fic w yuma…. i am so obsessed?? hello???? i am dying for more dark werewolf &team content, the way you wrote it characterised everyone is 🤌🤌🤌 i would be all ears to anything you wrote w/ werewolf andteam!!!

I HOPE YOU ALSO HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT ANON THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE KIND WORDS 🫶

[yumandoull]

More members and freakier? NEED another part for Run, Rabbit 😩

GUESS WHO IS FREE FROM THE ACADEMIC PRESSURE AND HAS A ONE MONTH VACATION ✋ (already opening google docs y'all)