warnings: nsfw (minors dni), a/b/o au, alpha!kiri, omega!reader, oral (reader receiving), knotting, multiple orgasms, multiple creampies, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it y'all), reader calls kiri 'red' as in 'red riot' - not the colour system, m. dumbification, slight dubcon, corruption if you squint, biting/marking, kiri's kinda mean oops, lots of manhandling, reader has an injured ankle, squirting, choking, kiri lifts up reader because he's beeg strong man no take backs
word count: 2.3k
a/n: god i did not expect this fic to take me so long vbhjkb skj the ending was really hard for some reason but!!! i like it and it's here hehe, enjoy!
If it hadn’t been for your fucking smell he wouldn’t have found you, wouldn’t have had you pinned up against the brick wall in the back of an alley with your hands behind your back, wouldn’t be silently praying that his backup would show up just a little quicker-
“Loosen your fuckin’ grip, you think I could run on a broken ankle?”
You spit in distaste, squirming in Kirishima’s grip, perspiration building on your forehead not just from the intense sprinting of trying to outrun a pro-hero but from the way your heart races with one of the most well-known alphas pressing you firmly into the brick in front of you. Didn’t he use blockers? With pheromones like that it was a wonder anyone could stay calm around him.
“I don’t like this anymore than you do,”
He huffs slightly, trying to ignore the way his cock twitches in his loose hero costume, trying to look anywhere but you, fighting off the haze of your own strong pheromones that swirl in the back of his mind. For a brief moment Kiri wonders the same of you as you him, thinking about how dangerous it would be for pheromones like yours to be unmedicated in such an alpha-ridden society. It’s sweet, tempting, and it doesn’t help with the way your ass occasionally bumps up against his crotch with your squirming.
“Let me-!”
Your words are instantly muffled when a large hand is pressed to your mouth, eyelashes fluttering a little with the sudden invasion of pheromones directly into your senses, an instinctive moan leaving you. God that sound just about drives him feral, he wants to hear it again, do anything just to bend you-
“Listen, I’m not gonna hurt you, but I have to wait for the police, so would you just settle down and shut up?”
The redhead hisses, his mood only worsened by the way your pupils flicker up towards him, all blown wide with his smell circling in your brain, only moving his hand when he receives a small nod from you.
“F-Fuck, don’t you think it’s irresponsible not to take blockers when you’re that strong?”
You breathe, your voice intending to be sharp but coming out airy and dreamy, panting softly as your instincts kick in and your body heats up. Riot fights off the growl building in the back of his throat from how pretty you look pinned down, covering it by clearing his throat.
“I do take blockers, just can’t find a dose strong enough,”
He mumbles and you’re smart enough to hold back your chuckle, rolling your eyes slightly which earns you a slight shove from behind. The whimper you let out with his hands tightening around your wrists makes it that much harder for Eijirou to resist claiming you right there, pressing you harder into the wall.
“It’s more dangerous for an omega to go unmedicated, you’re not in heat and you practically fill up this whole alley,”
“You think I can afford blockers?”
You laugh wryly, shaking your head a little, only barely maneuvering your way through the fog in your head to reply, the same bitterness that got you into this situation seeping back into your bones.
“Haven’t taken them for six years now, been perfectly fine, you however-”
You grin to yourself as you push back against him in the instance he loosens his grip, chewing on the inside of your cheek with your suspicions confirmed, his hard-on pressed nicely to your ass and a sharp hiss leaving the redhead.
“Seem to be a little more excited than you should be, gettin’ turned on by a villain and all that,”
You hum smugly, gasping when you’re turned around, wrists pinned above your head and suddenly face-to-face with Red Riot himself, his breath fanning over your lips and invading your senses once more.
“I’m not enjoying this, if that’s what you’re thinking,”
“Then why do you look like you’re dying to fuck me?”
Kiri’s ears go pink and you can only grin again, giggling under your breath, warmth swelling in your chest when you see the way his pupils nearly slit with lust. For a second you’re stood there in limbo, staring at each other, inhaling and exhaling pheromones, until your chests are nearly heaving and you’re centimetres apart.
“Let me go and you can have it,”
“Have what?”
“Me,”
Red eyes widen slightly, your words repeating and rolling around in his head, cock stirring excitedly at the implication. He mulls over the idea, glancing down at you before he gets a faraway look behind his irises.
You were a petty thief at best, a villain by no means, just an unfortunate soul in this unfortunate world, and you were practically handing yourself to him on a silver-platter. Letting you go wouldn’t be detrimental, right?
“Take too long to think and you might get caught fucking a villain~”
“Shut it,"
You groan once more when Kiri’s hand is forced over your mouth, glancing down at him as he slides to his knees, already fumbling to get your pants off with his free hand. His instincts start to take over, hands becoming more desperate, a growled ‘fuck it’ leaving him before he’s hooking a hardened finger into your waistband and shredding it down the pant leg, easily tearing off the remains. You can’t help the gasp that leaves you when his nose presses up against your clit, muffled by his palm covering your lips, finally in control of your hands as you reach down to tangle your fingers in his hair. Kirishima is all but drooling on your panties, tongue lapping at your covered folds, groaning and huffing like a caveman as your scent overwhelms him, his eyes going glassy.
“Fuck - just take ‘em off Red,”
You whine, yelping when he easily rips through the material just like he did your pants, nearly buckling under yourself when his tongue finally finds your soaked cunt and he licks at it like it’s his last meal. At this point Kirishima’s all but forgotten the important figure he is in society, running solely on his instincts of ‘breed, breed, fill ‘er up make ‘er have your kin’ as he sucks on your clit harshly. You have to cover your mouth with your hand to muffle the obscene sounds that tumble from your lips and echo in the empty alley, cheeks hot and eyes teary from the pleasure.
“Cum need you to fuckin’ cum-”
Kiri groans against your cunt, nails digging into your thighs while he buries himself deeper in your pretty pussy, stuffing his tongue as deep as it can go. Digging your nails into his scalp, it barely takes you another second before you’re gushing on his tongue, whining and writhing in his hold as he laps up every drop you give him. You’re half expecting him to pull away there and finally arrest you, but you’re caught off guard when he stands dominantly and turns you around to press you into the brick wall, ignoring your hiss in pain as the hard material digs into your skin. When you glance back you’re only given a second to register the feral glint in his red irises before he’s pulling his cock from his hero costume, using a large calloused hand to spread your ass cheeks and line himself up with your dripping cunt.
“R-Red-”
“This is what you wanted right?”
His voice is so much deeper now, laced with hunger as he pushes the tip in, grabbing onto your hips to keep you from squirming away. He leans down so his forehead is against your shoulder, breathing raspy as he slides his cock deeper into your warm walls, groaning in unison with your quiet whimpers. There’s barely any semblance of empathy left in him as Kiri starts rutting into your soft cunt, blunt fingers grabbing at your hips to pull you back on his shaft in time with his thrusts, his breaths raspy and growled while he nips at the skin of your shoulders, fighting back what little sanity he has left to bite you and mark you as his.
“Fuck - so tight gonna cum gonna fuckin’ breed your fuckin’ cunt-”
He gasps out before he’s spilling over inside you, thick streams of cum coating your hot walls and leaking back out around his shaft, not registering that Kirishima Eijirou is nowhere near done with you. You can only manage a sharp whine when he lifts you to face him, hands finding purchase under your thighs while he pushes you against the wall again, pinning your knees up near your chest. He watches your eyes roll back deliriously when he sinks his cock back into your swollen cunt, ignoring the loud, lewd squelching of your messy pussy sucking him in, urging him closer.
Kiri’s hand comes up to wrap his fingers around your throat, eyes fiery at the way your mouth drops open slightly, tears rolling down your cheeks and mind foggy from the overwhelming pleasure. He growls seeing the drool that slips past the corner of your lips, fucking into you brutally, the tip of his fat cock nudging your womb with every thrust.
“G-God you feel so fuckin’ good-”
He grunts, lips finding the base of your neck to nip and suck, groaning deeply when you squeeze around him, mewling when the hero’s teeth sink into your skin. You can barely stay present with the combined feeling of his cock abusing your cunt and his teeth leaving sweltering marks in your skin, eyes widening and body shuddering when he pulls you close and his teeth graze the back of your neck.
“D-Don’t bite there!”
“Scared I’m gonna claim you?”
Kiri’s hold on your throat has your head bump back against the wall, breaking a soft whine from you at the sharp pain, mouth hung open in breathless moans and whimpers while you’re caught in his gaze. He grins evilly, slowing down his thrusts but still fucking into you hard, revelling in the way your eyes roll back slightly with each hard rut into your pussy.
“And what if I do? Sink my teeth in that spot and make you mine, won’t let anyone else near this sweet fuckin’ pussy-”
His thumb finds your clit and you’re close to spiralling over, eyes crossing and a choked moan leaving you, hips rolling up desperately as if you could get him any deeper inside you. It feels so good, everything is hot, you can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close until your lips are pressed to his. Kirishima grunts against your lips, caught off guard for a moment before he’s kissing you back feverishly, hands digging into your thighs to pound into you deeper and deeper.
“N-No Red ‘m gonna-”
You whimper in warning before you’re spiralling over the edge, gushing around his cock and squirting on his abs, fingers tangled in his hair and tugging desperately when he doesn’t stop using your cunt however he pleases. Kiri’s tongue easily slips past your lips once more, kissing you sloppily while he barrels towards his own high, feeling the knot in his cock swell before he’s spilling over.
“Fuck!”
You dig your nails into his back and scalp while he fills you with his hot, sticky cum, whimpering at the semi-uncomfortable feeling of his knot keeping you plugged with it, breathing heavy and raspy as he kisses at your neck to fill the time it takes for him to soften.
Kirishima puts you down carefully, holding onto your waist until you catch your balance again, knees wobbling from the awkward position they’d previously been in.
“You’ve got five minutes before the cops get here, get as far away as you can and I’ll hold them up,”
You do your best to stretch out the kinks in your tendons, looking up at him curiously as you crack the bones in your hips.
“You’re seriously letting me go?”
“Wasn’t that the deal?”
His smile sends butterflies through your belly, doing your best to hold back the warmth that builds in your cheeks and huffing a bit, playing up your confidence as you slip back on the shredded remains of your pants.
“I figured you’d arrest me anyway, anything for a good fuck right?”
“You really think I’m gonna lock you up after that?”
Kiri’s finger curls underneath your chin, his smile coy but charming at the same time, leaning in close until his breath is ghosting your lips once more.
“Can’t fuck you in prison can I, hm? I’ll let you run this time, the chase gets me hard anyway,”
He chuckles, and you can’t help but think he’s serious, that maybe he really will turn a blind eye in lieu of getting to fuck you again. Kiri turns away from you to kneel down and rub some dirt into his skin, glancing back at you and cocking an eyebrow.
“I’m not gonna be able to convince them you got away if you’re still here when they show up,”
“R-Right, yeah I’m goin’,”
You mumble, still dazed and confused from the situation you’re in, hissing a bit while you try to put some pressure on your injured ankle, doing your best to ignore the pain while you manoeuvre yourself to the top of the brick wall that creates the back of the alley. Squatting at the top of the scaffolding you look back at Red Riot who’s done a pretty good job at making it look like he got duped, smiling slightly to yourself when you watch him position himself against the side of the building that encases the alleyway and makes himself look out of breath and beat up. You catch his gaze when he looks up at you, grinning when you see him and sending a wink before dropping to the other side of the wall.
warnings: nsfw (minors dni), a/b/o au, alpha!kiri, omega!reader, oral (reader receiving), knotting, multiple orgasms, multiple creampies, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it y'all), reader calls kiri 'red' as in 'red riot' - not the colour system, m. dumbification, slight dubcon, corruption if you squint, biting/marking, kiri's kinda mean oops, lots of manhandling, reader has an injured ankle, squirting, choking, kiri lifts up reader because he's beeg strong man no take backs
word count: 2.3k
a/n: god i did not expect this fic to take me so long vbhjkb skj the ending was really hard for some reason but!!! i like it and it's here hehe, enjoy!
If it hadn’t been for your fucking smell he wouldn’t have found you, wouldn’t have had you pinned up against the brick wall in the back of an alley with your hands behind your back, wouldn’t be silently praying that his backup would show up just a little quicker-
“Loosen your fuckin’ grip, you think I could run on a broken ankle?”
You spit in distaste, squirming in Kirishima’s grip, perspiration building on your forehead not just from the intense sprinting of trying to outrun a pro-hero but from the way your heart races with one of the most well-known alphas pressing you firmly into the brick in front of you. Didn’t he use blockers? With pheromones like that it was a wonder anyone could stay calm around him.
“I don’t like this anymore than you do,”
He huffs slightly, trying to ignore the way his cock twitches in his loose hero costume, trying to look anywhere but you, fighting off the haze of your own strong pheromones that swirl in the back of his mind. For a brief moment Kiri wonders the same of you as you him, thinking about how dangerous it would be for pheromones like yours to be unmedicated in such an alpha-ridden society. It’s sweet, tempting, and it doesn’t help with the way your ass occasionally bumps up against his crotch with your squirming.
“Let me-!”
Your words are instantly muffled when a large hand is pressed to your mouth, eyelashes fluttering a little with the sudden invasion of pheromones directly into your senses, an instinctive moan leaving you. God that sound just about drives him feral, he wants to hear it again, do anything just to bend you-
“Listen, I’m not gonna hurt you, but I have to wait for the police, so would you just settle down and shut up?”
The redhead hisses, his mood only worsened by the way your pupils flicker up towards him, all blown wide with his smell circling in your brain, only moving his hand when he receives a small nod from you.
“F-Fuck, don’t you think it’s irresponsible not to take blockers when you’re that strong?”
You breathe, your voice intending to be sharp but coming out airy and dreamy, panting softly as your instincts kick in and your body heats up. Riot fights off the growl building in the back of his throat from how pretty you look pinned down, covering it by clearing his throat.
“I do take blockers, just can’t find a dose strong enough,”
He mumbles and you’re smart enough to hold back your chuckle, rolling your eyes slightly which earns you a slight shove from behind. The whimper you let out with his hands tightening around your wrists makes it that much harder for Eijirou to resist claiming you right there, pressing you harder into the wall.
“It’s more dangerous for an omega to go unmedicated, you’re not in heat and you practically fill up this whole alley,”
“You think I can afford blockers?”
You laugh wryly, shaking your head a little, only barely maneuvering your way through the fog in your head to reply, the same bitterness that got you into this situation seeping back into your bones.
“Haven’t taken them for six years now, been perfectly fine, you however-”
You grin to yourself as you push back against him in the instance he loosens his grip, chewing on the inside of your cheek with your suspicions confirmed, his hard-on pressed nicely to your ass and a sharp hiss leaving the redhead.
“Seem to be a little more excited than you should be, gettin’ turned on by a villain and all that,”
You hum smugly, gasping when you’re turned around, wrists pinned above your head and suddenly face-to-face with Red Riot himself, his breath fanning over your lips and invading your senses once more.
“I’m not enjoying this, if that’s what you’re thinking,”
“Then why do you look like you’re dying to fuck me?”
Kiri’s ears go pink and you can only grin again, giggling under your breath, warmth swelling in your chest when you see the way his pupils nearly slit with lust. For a second you’re stood there in limbo, staring at each other, inhaling and exhaling pheromones, until your chests are nearly heaving and you’re centimetres apart.
“Let me go and you can have it,”
“Have what?”
“Me,”
Red eyes widen slightly, your words repeating and rolling around in his head, cock stirring excitedly at the implication. He mulls over the idea, glancing down at you before he gets a faraway look behind his irises.
You were a petty thief at best, a villain by no means, just an unfortunate soul in this unfortunate world, and you were practically handing yourself to him on a silver-platter. Letting you go wouldn’t be detrimental, right?
“Take too long to think and you might get caught fucking a villain~”
“Shut it,"
You groan once more when Kiri’s hand is forced over your mouth, glancing down at him as he slides to his knees, already fumbling to get your pants off with his free hand. His instincts start to take over, hands becoming more desperate, a growled ‘fuck it’ leaving him before he’s hooking a hardened finger into your waistband and shredding it down the pant leg, easily tearing off the remains. You can’t help the gasp that leaves you when his nose presses up against your clit, muffled by his palm covering your lips, finally in control of your hands as you reach down to tangle your fingers in his hair. Kirishima is all but drooling on your panties, tongue lapping at your covered folds, groaning and huffing like a caveman as your scent overwhelms him, his eyes going glassy.
“Fuck - just take ‘em off Red,”
You whine, yelping when he easily rips through the material just like he did your pants, nearly buckling under yourself when his tongue finally finds your soaked cunt and he licks at it like it’s his last meal. At this point Kirishima’s all but forgotten the important figure he is in society, running solely on his instincts of ‘breed, breed, fill ‘er up make ‘er have your kin’ as he sucks on your clit harshly. You have to cover your mouth with your hand to muffle the obscene sounds that tumble from your lips and echo in the empty alley, cheeks hot and eyes teary from the pleasure.
“Cum need you to fuckin’ cum-”
Kiri groans against your cunt, nails digging into your thighs while he buries himself deeper in your pretty pussy, stuffing his tongue as deep as it can go. Digging your nails into his scalp, it barely takes you another second before you’re gushing on his tongue, whining and writhing in his hold as he laps up every drop you give him. You’re half expecting him to pull away there and finally arrest you, but you’re caught off guard when he stands dominantly and turns you around to press you into the brick wall, ignoring your hiss in pain as the hard material digs into your skin. When you glance back you’re only given a second to register the feral glint in his red irises before he’s pulling his cock from his hero costume, using a large calloused hand to spread your ass cheeks and line himself up with your dripping cunt.
“R-Red-”
“This is what you wanted right?”
His voice is so much deeper now, laced with hunger as he pushes the tip in, grabbing onto your hips to keep you from squirming away. He leans down so his forehead is against your shoulder, breathing raspy as he slides his cock deeper into your warm walls, groaning in unison with your quiet whimpers. There’s barely any semblance of empathy left in him as Kiri starts rutting into your soft cunt, blunt fingers grabbing at your hips to pull you back on his shaft in time with his thrusts, his breaths raspy and growled while he nips at the skin of your shoulders, fighting back what little sanity he has left to bite you and mark you as his.
“Fuck - so tight gonna cum gonna fuckin’ breed your fuckin’ cunt-”
He gasps out before he’s spilling over inside you, thick streams of cum coating your hot walls and leaking back out around his shaft, not registering that Kirishima Eijirou is nowhere near done with you. You can only manage a sharp whine when he lifts you to face him, hands finding purchase under your thighs while he pushes you against the wall again, pinning your knees up near your chest. He watches your eyes roll back deliriously when he sinks his cock back into your swollen cunt, ignoring the loud, lewd squelching of your messy pussy sucking him in, urging him closer.
Kiri’s hand comes up to wrap his fingers around your throat, eyes fiery at the way your mouth drops open slightly, tears rolling down your cheeks and mind foggy from the overwhelming pleasure. He growls seeing the drool that slips past the corner of your lips, fucking into you brutally, the tip of his fat cock nudging your womb with every thrust.
“G-God you feel so fuckin’ good-”
He grunts, lips finding the base of your neck to nip and suck, groaning deeply when you squeeze around him, mewling when the hero’s teeth sink into your skin. You can barely stay present with the combined feeling of his cock abusing your cunt and his teeth leaving sweltering marks in your skin, eyes widening and body shuddering when he pulls you close and his teeth graze the back of your neck.
“D-Don’t bite there!”
“Scared I’m gonna claim you?”
Kiri’s hold on your throat has your head bump back against the wall, breaking a soft whine from you at the sharp pain, mouth hung open in breathless moans and whimpers while you’re caught in his gaze. He grins evilly, slowing down his thrusts but still fucking into you hard, revelling in the way your eyes roll back slightly with each hard rut into your pussy.
“And what if I do? Sink my teeth in that spot and make you mine, won’t let anyone else near this sweet fuckin’ pussy-”
His thumb finds your clit and you’re close to spiralling over, eyes crossing and a choked moan leaving you, hips rolling up desperately as if you could get him any deeper inside you. It feels so good, everything is hot, you can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close until your lips are pressed to his. Kirishima grunts against your lips, caught off guard for a moment before he’s kissing you back feverishly, hands digging into your thighs to pound into you deeper and deeper.
“N-No Red ‘m gonna-”
You whimper in warning before you’re spiralling over the edge, gushing around his cock and squirting on his abs, fingers tangled in his hair and tugging desperately when he doesn’t stop using your cunt however he pleases. Kiri’s tongue easily slips past your lips once more, kissing you sloppily while he barrels towards his own high, feeling the knot in his cock swell before he’s spilling over.
“Fuck!”
You dig your nails into his back and scalp while he fills you with his hot, sticky cum, whimpering at the semi-uncomfortable feeling of his knot keeping you plugged with it, breathing heavy and raspy as he kisses at your neck to fill the time it takes for him to soften.
Kirishima puts you down carefully, holding onto your waist until you catch your balance again, knees wobbling from the awkward position they’d previously been in.
“You’ve got five minutes before the cops get here, get as far away as you can and I’ll hold them up,”
You do your best to stretch out the kinks in your tendons, looking up at him curiously as you crack the bones in your hips.
“You’re seriously letting me go?”
“Wasn’t that the deal?”
His smile sends butterflies through your belly, doing your best to hold back the warmth that builds in your cheeks and huffing a bit, playing up your confidence as you slip back on the shredded remains of your pants.
“I figured you’d arrest me anyway, anything for a good fuck right?”
“You really think I’m gonna lock you up after that?”
Kiri’s finger curls underneath your chin, his smile coy but charming at the same time, leaning in close until his breath is ghosting your lips once more.
“Can’t fuck you in prison can I, hm? I’ll let you run this time, the chase gets me hard anyway,”
He chuckles, and you can’t help but think he’s serious, that maybe he really will turn a blind eye in lieu of getting to fuck you again. Kiri turns away from you to kneel down and rub some dirt into his skin, glancing back at you and cocking an eyebrow.
“I’m not gonna be able to convince them you got away if you’re still here when they show up,”
“R-Right, yeah I’m goin’,”
You mumble, still dazed and confused from the situation you’re in, hissing a bit while you try to put some pressure on your injured ankle, doing your best to ignore the pain while you manoeuvre yourself to the top of the brick wall that creates the back of the alley. Squatting at the top of the scaffolding you look back at Red Riot who’s done a pretty good job at making it look like he got duped, smiling slightly to yourself when you watch him position himself against the side of the building that encases the alleyway and makes himself look out of breath and beat up. You catch his gaze when he looks up at you, grinning when you see him and sending a wink before dropping to the other side of the wall.
i need to say this….. it is really weird to me the way we expect larger creators on this website to behave like saints…
i’ve been dealing a lot with this and grappling with feelings stemming from these expectations but… bigger content creators on here are allowed to dislike other users for no good reason. they don’t have to give a long winded, moral reasoning to every person they choose not to talk to / interact with someone.
it’s really weird to me the way there is this expectation for bigger creators to just… be automatically friends with anyone who has ever spoken to them unless some horrible information comes out about the other person. creators don’t have to be your friend. they don’t have to give you their time or energy just because you like what they make or they have a large follower count.
i know that sounds mean, but why are we treating content creators as if they are anything but regular ass people just trying to do what they like. you wouldn’t walk up to a random ass person in your psych lecture and then expect them to include you in everything… so why are you doing it do creators here? you wouldn’t get personally offended by seeing a long time friend group you share a class with out together… so why do we do that to creators?
creators are allowed to get upset, get angry, be vengeful, be assholes, etc because we’re just normal ass people? we don’t have pr teams, we don’t have managers, it’s just us. we’re allowed to get upset and experience emotions when people are being assholes in our inboxes. why do we keep constantly expecting creators to take the high road and then ostracize them when they don’t? sure, the high road may be better but if they wanna yell… let them??? it does NOT make them a bad person if they tell off a shitty anon.
it’s just… it’s weird to me.. this energy certain groups have created around larger blogs.
aone: i have a hard time writing him because i find it hard to get into his mindset for characterization. like i know his character is very quiet and blunt and 'monotone' but he's obviously much more than that and i worry about being able to portray that accurately!!
nanami: more or less the same thing as aone, he's very blunt and i'd argue that he's a true introvert (as opposed to aone that comes off as introverted just because he's quiet) which i think can be a little hard to portray on my end sometimes, that being said i've gained a lot of confidence in writing him since people have messaged me and said they like my characterization of him :)
send me a character i've written and i'll tell you why i have a hard time writing them
warnings: nsfw (minors dni), mouth-cockwarming, punishment, harddom!hanma, degradation, oxygen deprivation, dacryphilia, mentions of hanma 'training' reader, dubcon, sadist/masochist dynamics, sir kink, messy blowjob, throat fucking, nose pinching, forced cum swallowing
word count: 0.9k
a/n: gonna be honest i rewrote this three times with three different plots and i'm actually really proud of myself for this one hehe did not think i had it in me to write for hanma but this shits nasty n i love it <3
special thank you to my babies grey (@xo-lynx) and venus (@semisgroupie) for beta reading <3
“Awe baby, gonna cry?”
Hanma’s hand on the back of your head presses you down further, not caring of the way you smack at his thighs with the lack of air, pupils blown wide and tears brimming on your lashline. He looks at his watch casually - as if his cock isn’t stuffed down your throat - humming in thought.
“You’ve got three more minutes. Deal with it,”
For a second his grip loosens and you think he might actually let you breathe, getting in half a sniffle before he’s holding you back down with your nose buried in his pubes, chuckling lowly when fat tears finally start to slip down your cheeks.
“Told you to stop fuckin’ squirming, I told you not to be a brat, but you just can’t help whorin’ yourself out for everyone to see huh?”
He spits out, fingers deep in your roots and pulling, grinning sadistically when you choke on a sob. As much as you hated admitting it, he was right, he’d given you two - hell even three - more chances than usual at his meeting with Kisaki to sit down and shut up, but you just couldn’t help grabbing and holding onto him so greedily - he’d barely been giving you any attention at all lately.
But this? Well, it was a little hard to decipher the heat between your legs from the dizziness clouding your mind from the lack of oxygen, but you’d never thought Hanma would go this far with a punishment. Ten minutes on your knees, his cock nestled firmly at the back of your throat and blocking your airway - his cock that was hard to take even on a good day - with three minutes to go and your vision becoming blurry.
“Hey-”
Hanma tugs you back when he sees your eyes go glossier than usual, feeling your jaw slacking, gritting his teeth when you gulp in air for the brief moment he allows it to you.
“Look at me slut,”
You whimper when he grabs your face with his free hand, keeping your head turned up at an odd angle, lips pursed with how hard he’s pinching your cheeks. He leans in close and you can practically smell the dominance that radiates from him, barely able to focus in on his face with the tears that blur your vision.
“I didn’t train you to be a fuckin quitter, you’re gonna take it just like I told you, got it?”
He drawls, voice dripping with venom, using his grip on you to shake your head a little when you don’t answer immediately.
“What did I just fuckin say?”
“Y-yes sir, sorry sir,”
You hiccup, your voice strained and raspy from the workout your throat was being subjected too, whimpering when he finally loosens his grip again. Hanma leans back against the counter, guiding your head back to his cock now messy with your drool and tears. You relax your throat again as you take him in, chest swelling at the satisfied hum he gives when you immediately take him all and rest your nose against his pelvis once more.
“Three minutes. Try not to pass out,”
He teases, though you’re not sure what would happen if you did, trying not to think of the way he subtly rolls his hips forward to nudge the back of your throat with his cockhead. Hanma scrolls through his phone casually while the minutes pass by, ignoring your little whimpers and light taps to his thighs in hopes he might pay attention to you. He looks down at you in disinterest, sighing as if it’s a bother and checking his watch again. He waits one, two, three more seconds before you hear a little beep.
“Ten minutes with my dick in your mouth and you’re still being greedy huh?”
You shift to slide away from him, eyes widening a little when he places both hands on the back of your head and holds you in place, his usual evil grin tugging at his lips.
“You’re really a slut for punishment aren’t you?’
And just like that he’s fucking into you brutally, using your mouth like it’s a fleshlight, like it’s made to pleasure him, chuckling under his breath when he sees your eyes cross and feels your throat constrict around his shaft.
“Ten fuckin’ minutes and you can’t learn you’re fuckin’ lesson. Was gonna take it easy on you after but since you wanna be such a cum slut-”
Fat tears roll down your cheeks at his cruelty, his cock bullying your throat open more every time your nose hits the base of his pelvis, tears and drool mixing together and creating a sinful squelch that rings through the kitchen.
Hanma gives you no warning when he finally cums, laughing meanly as he moves his hand forward and pinches your nose, cutting off your air-supply once more and forcing you to take every last drop of what he gives you.
“Show me,”
He pulls you off once more, still pinching your nose when you open your mouth and pant obscenely, cum strung between your lips and sitting heavy on your tongue. He gives you a nod that you know all too well, closing to swallow it all and licking your lips before opening your mouth again, sticking out your tongue to show him it’s clean.
“See? That wasn’t so hard,”
He tugs you upwards by your hair, ignoring how unstable your footing is when he holds your face, leaning down close to you and smiling smugly.
“But you try that shit again and I won’t be so fuckin nice next time,”
hey I hope you’re doing well, I’m just wondering what happened to all your post? I don’t mean this in a negative way i just hope everything is doing alright :(
hey love!! it’s either one of two thjngs. (1) if you mean why i’m not posting as much lately it’s just because my mental health has not been well and i’m taking a break from social media as a whole, just need to figure life out (2) if you mean why can’t you see my posts at all, it’s probably because i blocked you. im not scrolling through my feed but im still staying vigilant on keeping minors off my blog so if you didn’t have an age in your bio, then i blocked you
Hi I hope this doesn't feel pressuring! But I read your ' absolute girlfriend ' and I was wondering if it's discontinued? again I'm really sorry it's rude❤️
hi love!! not rude at all don't worry!! i know it's been a while but absolute girlfriend is NOT discontinued, i just had some really bad burnout for a while vbksvbsdk i actually have a new chapter coming out this month at some point!! it's not related to kinktober though vdshbjcbsd i just really want to get the chapter out!
hii, where did you find your icon?? it's so pretty
hi love!! i actually just found it on pinterest! i looked at my board to find credit but its literally just a link to some cottage core furniture website so....yeah cant help much sorry! but im glad you like it!!
I’m so sorry about your friend 💗💗💗 please take care of yourself and post whenever you want to no matter how long it takes! It doesn’t matter if you don’t post at all :) we just need you happy and healthy 💗💗💗
thank you love <3 i won't go into personal details but the situation has taken a slightly better turn so we're staying optimistic!! thank you for your support and kind words <3
To answer which of ur fics is my fave I like the absolute girlfriend series! It’s v cute and fluffy with just the right amount of slow burn, and I love nanami and you v accurately portrayed how awkward he’d be in the beginning/before a relationship (I saw a post saying he’d be a great husband but he’d be so awkward to date I love him anyways lmao)
bhdfjkx i know this ask is from a while ago but thank you!! i'm so happy you like the series and my characterization!!
morning y’all, feeling a little better lately so i’m finally gonna get into my inbox later if anyone wants to send something! still not coming back fully but i appreciate all the support i’ve had lately and i hope you’re all doing well <3