notes: this is just what I think i'd be like to play minecraft with him <3
ā¢ when you guys spawn into a new world he kills you until you threaten not to play with him anymore
ā¢ I feel like heād be the type to want to defeat the ender dragon as quick as he can
ā¢ heād ditch you for sure, heād go off and mine only coming up to get food and check on the progress of the house he told you to build (for him not for you š)
ā¢ genuinely shocked when he sees that you built him a dirt house and are now off building yourself a cute little cottage
ā¢ the type of player that kills your pets, heād see that you gave your pet pig a room in your cottage and would kill it while you are away from your device (when you come back and see itās missing heāll just start eating a pork chop in front of you)
ā¢ when he realizes he hurt your feeling by killing it heād build a tomb for your pig and would send a message in the chat saying to come to the pigs funeral
ā¢ earlier when he was off mining he was actually getting enough stuff to be able to make armor and weapons for the both of you š„ŗš„ŗ
ā¢ gets genuinely upset when the ender dragon manages to kill him
ā¢ when you guys kill the dragon and are ādoneā with the game, heād actually start playing with you more
ā¢ Imagine just making builds with him like little picnic spots and cute farms š
ā¢ would start a forest fire just because he can
ā¢ definitely annihilated an entire village children and all
ā¢ overall playing minecraft with him would never be a boring experience
ĖāĀ· ĶĶĶĶā³ā„ reigen arataka x fem!reader. CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ !!! appearance of inappropriate power dynamics (explained). office sex. f!receiving oral. unprotected sex. reader wears a dress. exhibitionism. spanking. pet names "baby" and "love" used.
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āWell, I have to tell you ā Iāve never seen answers like yours on this and Iāve done a lot of these questionnaires.ā Should you take that as a compliment? Or a sign of worse things to come? You should have listened to that tiny voice in the recess of your mind, screaming at you to GO HOME! and THIS IS STUPID! when you were still outside the front door. But not because you were doubtful, no. Quite the contrary. You were, and still are, too hopeful.
Hopeful for a sign, a sign that whatās wrong isnāt with you but the pool youāve been swimming in. The dating pool.Ā
And a 99% guarantee at revealing your soulmate for the low, low price of your pride plus a nominal service fee looks like a lifesaver from where youāre drowning. The romantic in you jumped first and thought later because you didnāt count for being nervous.Ā
āIs that a bad thing?ā Your voice comes out so much smaller than intended. You need this Reigen Arataka to speak up and speak fast because your brain is already jumpingā no, pole vaulting to conclusions and all of them are pointing to you being the common denominator to your dilemma.
Were you too honest? Heād told you to answer the survey truthfully, that he canāt get a proper read on your aura otherwise, but now youāre wondering if heās psychoanalyzing you and silently deeming you too far gone. There were quite a few questions that had your brain regressing to vices youāve tried to subdue. Your bottom lip between your teeth, you rub your thighs together anxiously. A detail that doesnāt go unnoticed by the observant psychic.
Well, look at you. Youāre shaking like a leaf, hoping he doesnāt notice but he has an eye for this sort of thing. Knows how to read people and you? So easy to figure out, heās already got you, cover-to-cover.Ā
āNo, no.ā Reigen promises to use his knowledge for good but thereās one answer of yours that he just canāt seem to get past. His gaze flitters over to you; are you trying to pull the wool over his eyes? Jotting down something so brazenā¦ You have to be up to something.
The look on your face is that of growing uncertainty; heāll lose you if he isnāt careful. Knuckles bop the paper, wrist rapping off your responses but itās when his mouth follows suit that you feel your heart drop at your feet.Ā
Heās going to read your answers. Out loud.
And heās starting with one you answered with honesty you didnāt even know you had.
āWhatās one thing youāve never done that you would like to do?ā
Air stills in your lungs. Oh god. You sit, so mortified and small in your chair.
āMost would say skydiving, if you can believe it. Or something like, travel abroad. But you wroteā¦ā
The man has a flair for the dramatic, that much you can deduce when he takes a moment to pause. Your controversial answer is on the tip of his tongue and when he finally rolls it out, you feel the heat in your face turn over to a boil.
āHave sex in a public place.ā
Why did you answer that truthfully?! You could have put down anything so why land on something so excruciatingly embarrassing? Your vision splits and suddenly youāre seeing two of Reigen, which is two more than you want to see right now.Ā
āHey, hey,ā In the most delicate way possible, Reigen attempts to drag you out of the 6-foot trench youāre mentally digging for yourself, āIām not judging.ā Thatās a lie. Because he is judging you, just not poorly.Ā
Heās looking at you, gaze stuck on you like honey, and watching you fidget in your seat, your lips quivering as you try to come up with something, anything to say. Itās captivating. Itās intriguing.Ā
Itās really fucking hot.
āSorry, I justā¦ā Oh finally, your vocal chords work for something that arenāt just self-sabotaging squeaks. āDidnāt think you were going to read it out loud.ā You still canāt look him in the eyes. Thatās good. That means you canāt see the cogs in his brain grinding. āYou told me to answer truthfully so Iā¦ Put the first thing that came to mind.āĀ
What is it about you that is driving him up the walls insane? Making HIM shift in his seat, hoping you donāt notice the tension straining in his slacks.
Butā¦ At the rate heās going, heās going to get in a lot of trouble anywaysā¦ If you let him.
He swallows hard. What heās about to do, the plan he is about to put into motion is so dastardly, itāll probably become a sin heāll spend the rest of his life making up for. And it all starts with one question: āAre you sexually frustrated?ā
You blink, his voice a jarring echo in your brain. You try to replay it, maybe hoping the second or third time you repeat it in your head youāll hear something different. But no, he only confirms his question with a follow-up explanation, to put your nerves at ease.
āForgive me for being so blunt, but I see this very often in these types of consultations. People come to me looking for a soulmate but the issue isnāt with youā¦ Itās with a type of curse thatās becoming more common these days than ever before. These thingsā They latch onto poor people like you and they ward off potential suitors. Believe me, I see it all the time.āĀ
The problem is you canāt believe what youāre hearing, yet you trust him all the same. Hearing the words āthe issue isnāt with youā inspires hope, the feeling inspiring a bright twinkle in your widened eyes. āR-Really?ā You gasp. If itās a curse, he can help with that, right ? āSo thenā¦ Can you exorcise the spirit?āĀ
He almost wishes you wouldnāt look at him like thatā so full of newfound wonder and fascination. Almost.
āYes!ā He gives you a thumbs up. āAnd donāt worryā no extra charge.ā
Youāve never been to a psychic before. Neither have any of your friends. But maybe this is something they all do. Maybe they all have a special service thatās off the books. Surely a psychic of his caliber couldnāt possibly be expected to quantify all of his amazing, otherworldly abilities.
āSome curses manifest in your body through physical ailments. Fortunately, with my psychic abilities, I can expel any evil spirit in your body through physical contact. Massage it right out of āya.ā He explains while guiding you to a door thatās in the furthest corner of his office.
The difference between this room and the lobby is like night and day; whereas the foyer is padded with your run-of-the-mill fluorescent lighting, this room is mostly shrouded in shadows. That, of course, is by design.Ā
āRelax.ā He tells you and your body actually listens. Maybe itās the humidifier wafting the soft aroma of lavender or the dim flicker from an array of pillar candles, either way youāre easing into the intimate atmosphere. Your eyes are taken by the main fixture in the area: the massage table. You know thatās where youāll end up but you wait for his command, which he fulfills. āGo ahead and get on the table. The way you are is fine.āĀ
You lie down, unable to stop the fidgeting thatās annoyingly taken a hold of all your limbs. You start an apology but Reigen stops you before you can really begin. āItās okay. Let me take care of that.āĀ
Is it the apprehension leaving your body thatās making you wiggle your body so much? Or is it from excitement, the prospect of finally being free of whateverās been holding you back too much for you to take? But once Reigen gets his hands on you, every cell, every nerve in your system bows to him.Ā
His hands are so firm, even over your clothing you can feel his mastery in the art of massaging. He coaxes the most stubborn of knots out of your shoulders, using the fat of his thumb to make deep but mindful strokes over the plane of your body. You can feel a revitalization of sorts taking place as he works your tired and overworked muscles, your brain humming with a pleasure youāve never experienced before. He starts a pinch and rolling technique, effectively melting you where you lie on his massage table. Heās hitting all the right spots; how does he know this? Can he see with his psychic powers where youāre most pent up? Wow, you think inbetween flashes of vision, heās good.
The entire time, youāre withholding from him and worst of all, he knows it. You donāt realize it, but your attempts at hiding your moans are a lot more obvious than the sounds youāre working so hard to keep from him. The exhales flaring your nostrils come in noticeable spurts, particularly when he starts to roll the heel of his palm over the span of your back. He canāt exactly see it, but he can just tell youāre biting your lip, praying that any one of those ill-sounding noises never makes it past your hold.Ā Ā
You feel looser by the time Reigen is done with you, more flexible in your joints and god do you feel as though a weight was lifted off your shoulders. Literally. Youāve never felt better. Youāre sitting upright now on the massage table, singing his praises but your voice slowly dies out when you see the expression on Reigenās face.Ā
He looks perplexed, stumped even. āHmā¦ā He muses aloud, his hand wrapped around his chin in thought.Ā
You waste no time, asking right away, āWhat? Whatās wrong?ā Your hands grip one another tightlyā did the treatment not take? Your brain canāt help but leap several steps backward, back to where you started; maybe you are the problem.
āThe curse still has a hold on you. I was able to eliminate 99% of it butā¦ā Youāre usually not one to rush things, much less people but you wish he would just get on with it! This is your life heās talking about here! āThat 1%... Could be a problem. Now I know that number seems low but that basically means the curse hasnāt left you and can still do a lot of damage.ā
Really? That low of a percentage can still ruin your life? Soā¦ Thatās it? Hot tears start to sting your eyes at the prospect of being stuck like this forever. Reigen looks surprised at your sudden show of despair, but quick to act he catches your tears with cupped hands at your face, thumbs stopping the streams in their tracks. Your heart is beating so loud, raging against your ribcage, that you donāt have any doubt that he can feel it pulse in his fingertips. You're frozen, unsure of what to do, how to act but you feel a stir in the pit of your belly as your gaze never leaves Reigen's.
He's contemplatingā or so he'd like you to think. Because the truth is, he's been working up to their suggestion the moment he read that answer of yours. "There isā¦ One way." His palms still holding your face, your hopes even, he smooths a circle along the peaks of your cheekbones. "It'sā¦ Unconventional."Ā
The word reverberates in your ears, tickling the outer shell with a heat that swiftly spreads to your face. Unconventional? You look into his eyes and you see something more beast than man and suddenly, it all clicks. The subtext of his words heavy on your tongue, you swallow them down, down, down until youāre clamping your thighs together tight.
Whether heās been working his way up to this proposition the entire time or heās a bonafide spirit medium willing to go to great, great lengths for his clientele, you find thatā¦ You canāt be bothered to care either way. And that little voice of your head, that last ditch effort for a rational decision? Suddenly quiet.Ā
āOkayā¦ā You nod into his hands, āWhatever it takes. Just help me, Reigen Arataka.ā
āStand by the window. Be there in a minute.āĀ
His voice low, carried by an undercurrent of blown out lust and worn down patience, he leaves you where you are. Your eyes follow him as he walks to the front door, so casually turning the sign from OPEN to CLOSED. Your legs quiver with anticipation as Reigen makes his way back to you, his fingers busying themselves by loosening the knot in his tie before casting it away. You feel your heart flutter then, lose your breath even when his hands reach out to grip your waist, fingers curling as he starts to walk you back.Ā
You let him lead until you feel the soft brush of the wall on your backside, gasping when you feel the tip of his loafer nudge your feet apart. He chuckles first then takes a step forward, occupying the space heās made for himself. He moves in, letting his lips brush delicately against your ear lobe, practically purring in your ear when he murmurs, āBeen wanting to do this since you walked in.ā
Your body flush against his now, his twitching cock already grinding against your thigh, you sigh. āY-Yeah?ā You bite back a moan when you feel his fingers start to hook into your sides, creating a little friction between the two of you, your bodies wriggling against one another so obscenely. āJust looking for an excuse then..?ā When your voice trails off, Reigen picks it up with a snicker into your neck as he leaves a kiss on every exposed bit of skin.Ā
āNoā¦ā He presses the word to your body, enjoying the way you squirm under him. āIām treating you, remember?ā Your chest falls with a lofty exhale, Reigen coaxing a few more of those lovely little noises of yours when his fingers start to trickle down from your waist, to your hips, to finallyā¦ The bottom of your dress. Heās so impatient. āI promise this is going to make you feel better.ā
Your eyes meet there, lingering for a moment in anticipation of whatās to come. When you bring your head back up, youāre surprised to see his gaze already stuck to you. āIāmā¦ Already feeling a little better. Is it working?ā Your words slowed and your tone hushed, you feel a haze start to settle over your brain when Reigenās fingers start to sneak under your dress and up your inner thigh. His touch is hot on your skin, leaving embers in its wake, and he doesnāt hesitate even for a moment to crook a finger on the panty line stretching over your cunt.Ā
āY-Yeah.ā He starts to falter, facade dropping when his finger is immediately meant with such wetness, your slick easily coating his digit and he hasnāt even stuck it inside you yet. He clears his throat but a breathy groan still escapes his lips when he rubs the pad of his finger along your folds, dipping past the lips and gathering more of your arousal. God, heās addicted to this feeling: the way your body just melts into his hands is making his head fuzzy and his cock unbearably hard. āYouāre so wetā¦ Have you been keeping this from me the whole time?ā
You start dipping your hips, rubbing against him to quell your desire and this seems to work just fine for him too, given that heās panting into the recess of your neck and dry humping your leg to soothe his own needs. You moan out a wispy mmhmm for him and that has his lips hovering just over yours in a flash. He needs to know what you taste like here first before all else.Ā
Your heart is rattling in your chest, the precious bundle of nerves hidden by your panties throbbing for relief. You take the incentive, closing the distance between the two of you with a kiss thatās so hungry, Reigen can savor it on you. The kiss you share is passionate, more than what should be allotted for a businessman and his client.Ā
āFeels good?ā He breathes, letting his tongue slip into your mouth just as he plunges a finger inside your tantalizingly tight warmth, lapping up your moans so naturally. Your thighs attempt to lock around his hand when the tip of his digit finds that spot of yours, so easily and so wondrously, but that doesnāt dissuade him. His free hand now at your chin, lustful eyes watching your lashes flutter under the pressure heās giving you even as he kisses you deeply. You donāt want him to stop, youāre not done enjoying the way his tongue laps over yours, the way heās giving you plenty of moans to swallow like itās your first taste of water in a long time.
His lips come off yours with a smack, a thin bridge of saliva breaking from your mouths and itās like heās stolen the air right from your lungs. But heās in a similar state, you see it from the way heās slowly drawing an inhale and the way his hair sticks to his temples from the sweat already forming from the heat youāre sharing. Heāsā¦ So, so beautiful.
He doesnāt say a word as he sinks to the ground, much to your surprise as your pupils dilate and your legs tremble. He only has to swat your knee once to get you to open up for him and when you do, your panties come off and your dress gets pushed up in an instant. Heās hungry and at this point, you donāt know if this is for you or for him. But this is a win-win situation and youāre not complaining.
The way he dives right into your pussy is exhilarating, like a shock to your heart that sends goosebumps up and down your arms. āH-Hhm, a-ahā¦ā You struggle with words, delirium settling in the back of your eyes as you relax into him. His nose just above your clit, his mouth positioned right over your anticipating hole, he seems to know just what heās doing with his tongue as it pokes and drags over your wet pussy. You watch his lids slowly close, his face pressed against your folds as he lewdly slurps up your juices until the taste of you is tingling on his taste buds. And my god, heās still in his suit.
Heās groaning loudly into your lips, slipping in another digit inside you until heās pumping in and out of you with three fingers dripping with the essence of you. You tighten up around him, walls flexing when he caresses the most tender part inside of you with sinful dexterity. He closes his lips around the hood of your clit, relishing the way you start to jut your hips into his mouth for more, more, more. He canāt get enough, not when you taste this good, feel this good.
āA-Arataka,ā You slip up, but the two of you are already so embedded in the pleasure it doesnāt even matter, āY-Youāreā¦ Mmmhnā¦ R-Right there, right there!ā Your wanton cries donāt go unanswered as he starts to pull on your bud, suckling the sensitive muscle while quickening the pace at which his fingers enter you. Your back pressed hard into the wall, heās determined to bring you down and into his mouth too. Itās only right, youāre in his charge after all.
āY-Yeah?ā You know just how to pluck at his heartstrings, saying his name like thatā¦ Like you need him. āGonna let go? Let go, please.ā A carnal lick to his words, you obey but not without gripping the hair at his crown and pulling him deeper into you. Your toes curl into the floor, feet struggling to even stay grounded as Reigen practically jackhammers his fingers into your plush, hot walls and you swear you see heaven when his tongue starts to slather drool over your already sopping wet pussy.Ā
āāM gonna. G-gonnaā¦ā You canāt think, not when Reigenās handling you this way. All you can do is bend to his will, let go just like he told you to and when you do, god do you feel so good.Ā
So good, you forget how this started.
Reigen doesnāt stop, doesnāt slow down as he licks into your pussy, swallowing everything you have to give him and more until his chin is dripping with your release, until your climax is the only flavor he has flooding his mouth. He pulls away, panting but not tired. No, in factā¦ Heās feeling reinvigorated. After all, heās not done with you, not yet.
āTurn around.ā He murmurs into your ear after coming to stand once more. Pressing into your thigh, you feel a wet patch on the crosspoint of his slacks and you know exactly where heās going with this.
You listen, balance staggering when you turn on your heels but Reigen, oh heās a gentleman the way he has both hands on your hips, keeping you steady so you donāt have to.
And just as he guides you to face the window, he says, āNow, you mentionedā¦ā He breaks for a nibble on your earlobe, hands making good work of his belt and throwing it aside. You shiver when you hear the metal of his buckle clatter against the floor. Your hole squeezes around nothing, desperate for him to fill you up. āSex in a public place, right?ā His lips now at the slope of your neck, he gives you a nice, long suck until your skin blooms a pretty color, and all for him. āThen this should do the trickā¦āĀ
There it is, the heat of his cock pushing between your thighs and rubbing up and down your plump folds. He almost loses his way here, rolling his hips into you over and over. He canāt help it, your ass just jerks back into him in the most decadent way every time the tip of his member so much as grazes your clit. And you canāt help it, youāve just cum and heās teasing you at this point.Ā
āL-Little mean to hold back for your clientā¦ā You gingerly remind him that youāre waiting, that youāre his customer to take care of. He only offers a laugh for an apology but youāre getting what you want, what youāve been wanting so you wonāt chastise him too muchā¦
He swallows hard, shaft pulsating in his hand as he guides his cockhead to your entrance. āYouā Shitā¦ā He hisses as he starts to lean into you, his tip squishing against you just before he slips in with a very audible, very carnal groan. āJust like thatā¦ā His voice barely above a grumble and stuttering over an exhale after hearing you cry out, Reigen inches deeper inside you while haphazardly bunching up your dress until your bare ass is on display for his viewing pleasure. Your back arches in response to his desperation, your fingers trembling when you come to grip the window sill. He hasnāt even finished filling you when your eyes start to roll behind heavied eyelids.
Your brain is firing on all cylinders, flesh bouncing when Reigen starts his motions inside you. āF-F-Fā Ahh, mmmā¦ā You whimper as he picks up the pace and suddenly youāre feeling him curled over you, breath fanning over your ear when he winds back and smacks into you a little harsher than the last. Your lashes flutter apart and what do your eyes land on but the street outside, people walking around and going about their day, not knowing the filth occurring just a story above them.
āThis might be public enoughā¦ But if youād like, we can continue this outside.ā How he can continue to tease you when his long shaft is running up and down your walls, granting you a pleasure youāve always dreamed of, is beyond you but youāre not protesting. You whimper in response and he rushes to kiss your cheek, sloppy and rushed so thereās a layer of spit left after he returns to your ear with a question, āFeeling good?ā
Reigen himself feels like heās losing control the longer heās penetrating you; your walls hug him so tight and every tremble leaves a quake of erotic bliss he feels deep in his core. And on top of that, heās mesmerized with how the sunlight pouring in from the window practically shines a spotlight on your ass. Thereās a sick uptick in the corners of his lips when he starts to smack your bottom with his spread hand and itās such a delicious sight, he canāt help but do it again. And again. And again.
To say heās glad you walked in that door is an understatement. Youāre so good for him, running back into his cock to feel the full force of his member overtake you on every thrust. God, itās really doing a number on his sanity, watching your ass jiggle and your cunt swallow him. He swears to never do this again, neverā¦ With anybody but you.Ā
He watches your head start to droop but not to worry; he grasps your face, thumb on one cheek and the rest of his fingers on the other to squish your lips into a beautiful pout, and uses that newfound grip to urge you forward, give you a better look at the world on the outside.
āLook at thatā¦ This is what you wanted right?ā Reigen murmurs, lips hovering by your temple. āSexā fuck, hhn ā in a public placeā¦ Anybody can just look up and see you. Come in, even. I didnāt lock the door.ā He hisses the last part right into your ear, a lopsided smile coming over his features when he feels your hips buckle and your lips part for a series of mewls. āBut you like that, donāt you?ā
The sounds of him rutting into you, cock completely sheathed in your warmth, are so loud, you wonder if anybody on the outside can hear it. Thereās also the noises youāre making, so needy and strung out as Reigen fucks you so good, you already feel cured. Not to mention the squelching sounds of him pushing your slick back into you, forcing it to mix with his dribbling pre-cumā¦ Itās so much, too muchā
āA-Arataka,ā There you go, mixing up names again, āReiā Iām c-close. P-please, pleaseā fuck.ā Youāre drooling, thatās how fucked out youāre becoming with every shove of Reigenās engorged member inside you. You swear you feel his girth doubling inside you, the veins outstretched over his foreskin mingling with the ridges in your flexing walls so magicallyā¦ Heās the real deal, alright.Ā
And Reigen? Heās loving every second of this, intoxicated by the way youāre crying out for him, like heās the only one who can save youā¦ Maybe because he is. Heās getting off either way and it shows by the way heās now pummeling your weeping pussy, smacking fluids everywhere and you whine so beautifully how can he not keep it up? āS-Shit, youāre so tightā¦ Fuck, give into me, baby.ā
Heās not supposed to call you that, but damn does it feel good rolling off his tongue like that. āLike that? Like being fucked this way?ā Heās breathing into your ear, repeating it like a mantra while you nod so terribly fast itās making you dizzy. āT-Taking me in so well, godā¦ Canāt help it, sorryā¦ Gotta fuck you this wayā¦ā He doesnāt need to explain to you his speed, his force into you as you seem to understand him fully by the way your cunt starts to squeeze so, so taut around the ring of his shaft.
The room is now privy to the volume of his balls smacking into your clit and thatās when your legs wobble, threatening to close in on him as you feel your climax edging close and closer. If only you could kiss him, share spit just like youāre sharing slickā¦ Suppose that can be for next time, you manage to muse just as he starts to dig his nails into the front of your thighs, driving you back until your ass is bouncing off his pelvis.
He sees white when you start to babble his name like a broken prayer, spilling into you all his sticky, hot seed. Itās so much, you feel a new level of stuffed and when the tears start to prick your waterline at the overwhelming sensation, you know youāre going to cum with him.
He groans your name, nips it to your neck even as his thrusts become lazy, hips running slack against your ass until heās completely spent, having packed your pussy to the brim with his load. Itās starting to spill out actually, dripping onto the floor while your chest rises and falls with dense breath. You can only think of him, only want him, onlyā
āThat wasā¦ Amazingā¦ā You find yourself saying, voice giving way to giggles when Reigenās lips start to pepper kisses from your cheek to your temple. āB-Better than I thought it would be, love.ā You crane your neck back to see the pet name fluster the man, the same man who was just fucking you like a wild animal.Ā
He docks his forehead against the side of your head, āY-Yeahā¦ Youāre a little too good at this roleplaying thing, you know that?ā When he laughs, itās so weak from being so out of breath you canāt help but glow with pride. āDonāt tell me you took inspiration from the day we met.āĀ
You hide your face away, feigning shame but he knows youāre not embarrassed. This was your idea after all.
The idea that popped in your head one night when the two of you lay in bed, on your sides and facing each other. A finger running lines on his chest, you had suggested, āYou know what Iāve been thinkingā¦ā And he knew, knew that youāre minxy side had come out to play by that mischievous glint in your eyes. So he listened, got so red in the face it affected his speechā you still remember how much he stammered and wriggled at the revelation that youād had the hots for him since the moment you walked in his office door.Ā
āAny chance you can go another round?ā You look back, tongue poking out between your lips, glossed with saliva, āI think thereās something else nowā¦ Youāll take care of me, wonāt you Mr. Reigen?ā
This man can slap me, bite me, pull my hair, throw me around, eat my pussy for however long he wants, eat my ass if he wants, use every hole I have for however long he wants, choke me, just use me in any way he wants. done lol.
noooooo i don't have a praise kink haha..... it's just a coincidence that my pupils turn into little pink hearts when you tell me i've done a good job š„“š„“š„“
I'd die to go on a book date with ryunosuke akutagawa <3
Maybe on a cloudy day when hanging out with him and just reading together. I think he would read something about psychology or perhaps just a lengthy novel with an intricate and complex plot. When you would lay on his lap, he would almost unconsciously play with your hair (or vice-versa!!). There would be maybe funny interactiosn between you two because you might would reading different books. Occasionally, you'll pause to ask him to read the hilarious passage you just finished. And he'd pretend to understand and laugh, but being unaware of the context. Akutagawa reading in the background, and a mild breeze lulling you to sleep. He would read to you both to aid in understanding what was read and to let you fall asleep.
ā all characters are either aged up to be over eighteen or already of legal age!Ā
$ IZUKU uses his hands on you to teach you a thing or two about self love. he absolutely hates it when you're insecure because it makes him feel so helpless. he loves you so much and it breaks his heart seeing you tear yourself apart like this. to him, you're perfect in every single way, so he'll just have to make you see yourself through his eyes.. with just a tiny little bit of help from his hands.Ā
"feel good, love?" izuku asks you, his thick fingers repeatedly hitting that one special spot inside your walls, making your cunt throb and drip in arousal. you feel tears prick at the back of your eyes as you quickly bury your face into your arms, drawing in shaky breaths as your thighs shake in anticipation of your impending orgasm.Ā
izuku clicks his tongue, displeased by your actions. you feel your arms being ripped away from your face, his free hand pinning both your wrists onto the wall that your back was pressed against. "don't you dare hide your face from me, y/n," your boyfriend warns you, "and when i ask you a question, i expect an answer, okay?" you nod, eyes rolling into the back of your head as your mind clouds over from the intense pleasure of izuku torturously picking up his pace, fucking his fingers into you faster and harder as his thumb clamps down on your throbbing clit almost painfully.Ā
"f- feels so good, 'zuku," you gasp, pristine tears slipping past your drenched lashes as you screw your eyes tightly shut, mouth hanging open as you moan obscenely loudly, unable to hold yourself back anymore. "don't stop, please."Ā
"that's my girl," izuku praises you, thumb moving to encircle your clit as his lips press onto yours, swallowing all of your saccharine moans and pretty whimpers. your orgasm washes over you soon after, cum spurting onto his fingers as he slows down his movements, helping you ride out your high before retracting his hand from inside your aching cunt.Ā
"you know, y/n," your boyfriend speaks, "this is the only way i ever want to see you cry." his cum covered hand inches closer to your lips, prying them apart as he shoves his fingers into your mouth. "you love my hands, don't you?" izuku asks and you nod fervently, tongue swirling over his fingers, licking him clean as you taste yourself on them. you pop his fingers out of your mouth, duly swallowing everything you're given. you aren't one to mess with izuku when he's being serious, you know him well enough to be aware that he's not somebody you'd want to rile up.Ā
"i do," you answer him promptly. "i love them so much." izuku smiles at you, softening up a little when you bring his hands up to kiss his scars. "well, i don't," he admits, withdrawing his arms from the touch of your lips to hold your face. you frown, heart dropping at his words. "i used to think they were unsightly, a constant reminder of all my failures, but you know what? i don't hate them so much now that i have somebody like you that finds beauty in them and appreciates them everyday."
your boyfriend's lips capture yours in a sweet kiss, his gaze filled with nothing but love and admiration as you pull apart.Ā
"these hands that you love so much are all yours, love. every scar, every burn, all yours, just like your insecurities are all mine," he says, smiling sadly. "i can't stand seeing you demean yourself, alright?" you feel tears well up into your eyes at his words, so simple yet so sincere.Ā
"hey now, i literally just told you that the only time i want to see you in tears is over how good i'm making you feel," izuku says, his smile finally reaching his eyes.
you grin at him mischievously, thumb tracing his jawline.Ā
"my bad, maybe you should make me cry on your dick this time to really drill it into my head, you know?"
$ BAKUGO loves using his hands to play with your tits, especially after a particularly long and hard day of work. his arms are fully exhausted from fighting villains all day, palms still hot from the ungodly amounts of explosions he's had to create to keep up his work as one of the topmost pro heroes in the country, and after all that overworking, all your boyfriend wants to do is push his tired arms up your shirt and squeeze your boobs, using them as his personal stress balls while he buries his head into your neck, nuzzling closer to your comforting presence. unusually quiet and not so snarky, this is one of the rare occasions where you can baby bakugo all you want without being yelled at.Ā
"katsu," you whine, head buried in your boyfriend's messy blond hair as his fingers pinch your nipples under your shirt. bakugo doesn't respond, continuing to give your boobs harsh squeezes, not forgetting to pay some attention to your hard nipples as well. you know he's just doing this as a form of stress relief, but you're getting hornier by the second, panties sticking to your core from how wet you are.Ā
"please, katsu," you repeat yourself clearly, letting out a shaky moan at a particularly hard pinch to your nipples. "i know it's been a really long day for you, but i really need you right now, baby. let me take care of you, just for today. please?" you rub the aching muscles of his shoulders while you speak, making him grunt in relief. normally, he'd be fully against you taking control at any circumstance, but today's different because he's too tired to even move.Ā
"fine," he groans after what seemed to be hours. "just for today, alright? you better not get bratty on me." you nod eagerly, gently pushing him down to lay on his back as you position yourself over his clothed cock, grinding against his growing erection gently. bakugo grunts under his breath, giving your boobs one last squeeze before moving his hands down to hold your hips as you soothingly run your hands along his muscled forearms, proceeding to rub circles on his biceps as you continue to grind against him, making him shut his eyes in pleasure as his hands tighten around your hips, biceps flexing as his thumbs trace invisible patterns on your skin.Ā
"of course, baby. just for today."Ā
$ DABI lives for the way you tense up when one of his calloused hands envelopes your throat while the other is shoved inside it, fingers pressing down onto the sensitive flesh with the exact right amount of pressure as the cool metal on his stapled knuckles sends shivers down your spine.Ā
he has you ride his thigh while he sits back and enjoys the view of your drool dripping down your chin as you try to suck his fingers deeper into your throat, tears forming as he chokes you hard, tiring your throat out from both the outside and the inside, all while one of your free hands is busy jerking his erect cock as the other clings onto his shoulder, your body rocking back and forth trying to ease the building frustration inside your core.Ā
"getting impatient, darling?" your boyfriend asks you, his tone condescending as he grins at you. you whimper, unable to answer him thanks to his fingers silencing you in every possible way. "don't get sloppy now." dragging his fingers out from your mouth, your parted lips connected to his long digits with a thick line of drool and spit. he moves his hand onto yours, making you jerk him off faster as he flexes his thigh, making you choke out a moan as you ride his thigh faster and with more fervour.Ā
his grip around your throat gets harder, more tears slipping out your eyes as your grip on his shoulder tightens even more. your cunt clenches at how much you enjoy being manhandled like this.Ā
"fuck," dabi rasps, pulling you closer by your neck and crashing your lips on his, tongue easily claiming his dominance over yours, mouths tangled together as the dull buzzing in your head drowns out the lewd squelching noises of you jerking his cock.Ā
"you sure like it when i use you as my fucktoy, don't ya, doll?"Ā
you feel your cunt drool even more at the sound of his deep voice calling you out on your masochism. "y-yeah," you manage to whisper. "so dirty, baby," dabi coos at you, his shit eating smirk not showing an ounce of sympathy for you. "so fucking dirty, all this because of my burnt out hands?"Ā
you nod feverishly, your voice betraying you. "such a pretty girl, all laid out for me to play with," dabi says, dipping down to kiss your jaw. "only slutty for me, yeah? tell me, whose girl are you, y/n?"Ā
as his other hand frees your throat to wipe the drool off your chin, the hand that was previously over yours leaves to cup your ass, kneading the flesh hard.
"yours," you mewl. "all yours, touya."
you move your thumb over his sensitive slit, applying pressure on the entire tip, making him hiss in pleasure. "touya, i'm close," you gasp out, your hand movements getting faster to match the speed of your hips rocking against his muscled thigh.Ā
"mhm? me too, pretty girl," dabi grunts. "keep going, we'll cum together." you nod, resuming your movements, only faster and harder, the entire room engulfed in soft whines, low pitched groans and filthy wet squelching of skin on skin and before you know it, you're cumming all over his thigh, riding out your high as the rocking of your hips gets slower.Ā
dabi cums soon after, shooting his seed into his palm, some of it escaping and dripping down his exposed abdomen. you bring your fingers near your parted lips, cleaning them of his cum as you stare at him straight in the eyes. he sighs at you, the smallest hint of a smile tugging on his face.Ā
before you can register what was going on, his arms drape your legs on either side of his hips, the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance as his hands move towards your inviting throat again.
"you're gonna be the death of me someday, you know?"Ā
$ SHIGARAKI is in awe of how his hands, his weapons of mass destruction, the very hands that everyone else runs away from, make you squirm in ways he didn't think were even possible, begging for more and more of whatever he gives you. he doesn't show it much, but he appreciates how you've given his hands a new purpose, a less cruel purpose, and in return, he'll make sure he does whatever it takes to keep your insatiable cunt pleasured. and that's what he's been doing for the past one hour.Ā
"you want more?" shigaraki rasps in your ear, making you clench harder, sucking his fingers deeper into your gummy walls. he grins at you, lightly biting your earlobe, making you whimper quietly. "you're greedy as always, aren't you, sweetheart?" he comments, flipping your positions so you're laying on his bare torso as his back is laid on the bed.Ā
he then pulls his fingers away from your cunt, making you whine in protest. he brings his cum coated fingers up, curling them into a fist, holding one up against your slightly parted lips. "suck," he orders and you oblige, knowing you won't get to cum if you disobey or act bratty.Ā
you moan as you taste your own slick on his fingers, the slightly salty taste sending tingles down your spine. shigaraki doesn't miss your reactions, chuckling at how needy you are. "you're really turned on by the taste of your own cum?" he mocks, pulling his boxers down, his cock springing out hard, slapping against his abdomen. "that's so fucking nasty, y/n." he slaps your ass with his free palm, rubbing over the red area before slapping it again, all while you feel your core heat up in fresh arousal.Ā
shigaraki's free hand busies itself with pumping his cock and rubbing his tip all over your awaiting folds, coating your precum and previous wetness onto his dick before he slowly sinks you down on his length, both hands moving to squeeze the soft flesh of your ass. you moan into his neck, pressing deep kisses and sucking hickies onto his skin as he plants his feet on the bed, his knees in the air and all weight placed in his hips as he roughly thrusts into you, hands alternating between giving your ass cheeks hard spanks and soothing squeezes and rubs.Ā
the irrationally pleasurable feeling of his lengthy cock brushing against your sweet spot combined with his hands working their magic on your ass and the force of your previous denied orgasms washed over you all at once and you find yourself gushing all over his dick, your cum being fucked back into you thanks to his rapid thrusts, a semi transparent ring of white coating the base of his cock. he doesn't stop fucking you, chasing after his own release as his hands abandon your ass and find your tits instead, squeezing the sensitive flesh hard and pinching your hard nipples as you find yourself shaking from overstimulation.Ā
"tenko," you whimper weakly, hitting his chest. "please, 's too much, i can't." his thrusts stay steady despite your complaints, cock dragging through your walls as your clit throbs painfully. you feel another orgasmĀ beginning to bubble up inside you, but you're not sure if you can handle it without passing out, spots of black already beginning to cloud your vision.Ā
"you can't?" your boyfriend asks, tilting your chin up so you can face him. the stinging skin of your ass is met with one more harsh slap, making you welp in surprise. "you shouldn't be so selfish, baby. you want to make me cum at least once, don't you?" you nod, your thoughts beginning to go fuzzy, mouth falling open against your will. you fall back onto shigaraki's chest, your body spent and you being reduced to a moaning, whimpering mess as you finally feel his cock twitch inside of you before pumping your walls full of his cum. he drags his cock through your cunt a few more times, riding out his high before pulling out.Ā
his fingers drag across your sensitive folds, painting themselves with his release mixed with yours before his hand pulls your head back by your hair, shoving his cum coated fingers into your mouth as you taste yourself for the second time that night, but this time mixed with the taste of your boyfriend's cum. you latch both your hands over his arm, your delicate fingers gently tracing patterns on his rough calloused arm, sucking on his fingers as you try to hold onto the remains of your consciousness.Ā
shigaraki softens, his hand letting go of your hair and moving over to soothingly give you back rubs instead. you sigh contentedly, popping his now clean hands out your mouth before passing out on him just as you were, his strong arms enveloping your frame, one hand caressing your hair while the other lays on the small of your back protectively. the last sight you see before drifting off is him smiling at you, whispering gentle words of care that he'd never say when you're fully awake.Ā
Why can't I be kneeling infront of Shigaraki as he sits on his throne, reclined back with his legs spread wide for me. I just want to show him how much I want to please him. To flick my tongue up and down his throbbing cock. Eagerly taste the precum that drools out of it.
Meanwhile my own wetness is dripping down my thighs, my pussy is a sopping mess. All I can think about is him filling me with his fat, thick cock. A muffled whine leaves me as I suck him off. My hand travels to between my legs needing to relieve the ache there but my King notices and scolds me. Reminding me that he is the only one allowed to touch me and not to worry he'll stretch out my hungry cunt once he's finished with my throat.
[cw:]Ā dabi x f!reader, dabi is needy, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering
Bzzt.
unknown number: hey
unknown number: If youāre still at the store can you grab something for me
Shoes squeak against the linoleum as you come to a sudden stop in the aisle. Brows furrowed, you stare at the incoming messages. Who the hell is texting you this late about errands?
Itās definitely not Togaānot enough emojis.
But that leaves just about everyone else in the League with your number, including Giran.
ā¾ ā pairing: osamu dazai x reader
ā¾ ā word count:Ā 3.3k+
ā¾ ā warnings:Ā some suggestive material. a touch of angsty thoughts. mentions of suicide.Ā
ā¾ ā summary:Ā dazai has never been one for birthdays, but maybe you could be the one to change his mind.
Osamu Dazai was not someone who was spoiled.Ā
Unhinged, insufferable, self-righteous - those were a few of the words that others who knew him might use to describe him. But spoiled? That word had never even been a flicker in the minds of those who tried to articulate what kind of man he was. Well, that is, until very recently.
It was funny how quickly someoneās reality could change just by meeting the right person. Dazaiās life up until the point of being introduced to you was a dark one. Every facet of his life was hidden in shadow and there were secrets inside of him that were too dangerous and twisted for anyone but him to understand or comprehend. He was a mess, to put it lightly, and he had all but given up on finding that eternal feeling that people wrote songs about and dedicated their life to experiencing. Everything he cared about seemed to slip through his fingers, and that kind of pain was something he wasnāt willing to risk any longer.Ā
But then you, quite literally, stumbled into his life and managed to turn his entire world upside down in an instant. Since that day, he never even tried to imagine a single moment without you in it. It was terrifying and a completely foreign feeling to the young brunette, but surprisingly not one that he found repulsive. For all the tragedy and violence that had filled his life before, you were the tranquility and peace that he so often yearned for. He hadnāt even realized how badly he wanted it until he had held it in his hands - held you in his arms.
