Pairing: Pizza Delivery Boy!Kuroo x University Student!Reader
Summary: Bored on a lonely weekend, you decide to spice up your life in the most cheesy, cliche way.
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: pwp, sex with a stranger, ridiculous plot choice, explicit smut, protected sex, degradation, hair pulling, kind of rough sex, a dash of dacryphilia, a lot of awkwardness
A/N: Thank you @crescentsteelâ for the lovely request! I hope you enjoy the chaos that I have created! Not beta read, this Captain will go down with her ship.
As always my content is 18+ only MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
Summary: Can being forced to work a case together really spark love between two people who hate each other? Maybe, but does that mean theyâll stop hating each other? Probably not.
Word Count: 3k
Warnings:Â explicit smut, mild degradation, inappropriate use of police handcuffs, in a public space (car), face fucking, fingering, denied orgasm
A/N: Thank you @daishou-sâ for the wonderful request! I hope you enjoy this Daishou piece! Not beta read, this Captain is going down with her ship.
As always my content is 18+ only MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
Pairing: Alpha!Meian Shugo x Mute!Omega!Fem!Reader
Summary: Meian doesnât like watching his teammates flirt with you, so he reminds you of who your Alpha is.
Word Count: 2.1k
Warnings: explicit smut, breeding kink, mentions of knotting, praise kink, fingering, sex in a public place (MSBY locker room), unprotected sex, jealousy, possessiveness, mild biting, Meian is just the most affectionate, caring, considerate mate.
A/N: Thanks to my dear friend @cosmicmermaid25â for this incredible request! And for supplying me with my first Meian request! I hope you enjoy it! This is written with a mute reader, so I hope I captured that aspect at least decently. Also my first Omegaverse piece, so letâs hope it isnât awful lol. Not beta read, this Captain goes down with her ship.
*italicized text is communicated in sign language*
As always my content is 18+ only MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
To make up for all of the milestones I skipped on NewFriendJen, and to help kick start my brain back into writing again I have decided to do a mini event!
So I would like to present AU Bingo!
About this event:
All content will be smut related and therefore 18+, minors DNI.
The lengths will vary based on how in depth I feel like going.
Once an AU has been claimed, it will be removed from the board!
I will keep accepting requests until the board is filled or I decide otherwise.
If you send a request off of anon and your age isnât in your bio/easily found or I donât already know your age through servers, I will decline the request.
I will accept characters from Haikyuu, KNB, Free!, or any character weâve met in the JJK anime.
How to Participate:
Pick an AU from the Bingo sheet!
(Most of the AUâs are further explained below the cut.)
Send an ask with your selected AU, your character(s) [limit of 2 characters with the exclusion of the Otome MC AU], and any kinks you would like to see or would not like to see. Feel free to get as specific as youâd like about your AU!
For example: I would like to request Treasure Hunter AU with Tsukishima, please include spit but donât include choking.
Again, FEEL FREE TO BE AS SPECIFIC AS YOU WISH.
For kinks I wonât write please see my rules page on TendousZeita.
Pairing: Goddess of Death!Reader x God of Life!Daishou
Warnings: reader has female anatomy, blood, mentions of death (not detailed), explicit smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f!receiving), mild biting, a touch of degradation, sex in a public space but not really since this takes place in like 50 BC
Summary:The story of how The Morrigan (reader) met the Dagda (Daishou)
A/N: Please read the warnings before proceeding.
You do not need to have any knowledge of Celtic lore to enjoy this story, its really just some smut with a little plot focused mainly on the Morrigan. This was originally part of another piece I had planned but things went astray so here we are! I might expand on this, I might not.
Word Count: 2.3k
Special thanks to @/karasunomygod and @/hidden-otaku-stuff for beta reading for me
As always my content is 18+ only MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
A/N: I will be adding a header later. @tendouszeita thank you for this great idea! Obviously this is a little suggestive, maybe some minor cussing and probably overuse of the word ass. Please enjoy responsibly.
Includes: Akashi, Midorima, Kise, Aomine, Murasakibara, Kagami and Kuroko
Part 2
Akashi
It wasnât your fault. You were just reaching into the fridge and out of nowhere Akashiâs hand makes contact with your ass. You yelped, no way to deny that. Akashi on the other hand is not done. Now that he has your attention, he has both hands on your hips and grinds into you. Akashi clearly canât control himself around you. Youâre just too pretty.
Midorima
Okay, hear me out. You have to get him drunk first. No way would he do something so inappropriate without alcohol. Even at home the most you get is a little pat from sober Midorima. Drunk Midorima, however, is going to send you forward a couple steps. Whole hand and all five fingers are going to make full and complete contact with your ass. Midorima wonât be satisfied with just a smack though. Heâll come up behind you again and just squeeze the buttcheek he just bruised. Drunk Midorima has no idea how strong he is.
Aomine
This perv. He thought boobs were great until he smacked your ass for the first time. Life changed. Now he does the classic smack and grab. I would like to point out that this man has no shame. Grocery shopping? Aisle 3, smack and squeeze. Taking a walk together in a crowded park? The sound of the smack echoes and the face he makes while groping your ass belongs in a porno. Get Aomine drunk and he will always have a hand on your ass.
Kise
Smacks and compliments. Kise will land a good smack, not hard enough to really hurt but enough to get your undivided attention before complimenting you on everything. Heâll tell you how nice your ass feels, how cute your outfit is, how lovely your hair is, all while maintaining contact with your butt. Giving little squeezes before whispering in your ear about taking this someplace private.
Murasakibara
RIP. this man launched you into space. 100% does not know his own strength. Heâll rub it better later though. Not really into smacking, takes too much work. Heâd much rather just lazily grope your ass. Usually remember to be relatively gentle, sometimes forgets and your ass pays the price. Will share snacks with you while he has a handful of your ass.
Kuroko
Respectfully smacks your ass. Typically gives you little pats and squeezes, showing you that he appreciates your ass. Occasionally you get a full smack. Iâm talking cross court pass kind of power behind this smack. You have entered another dimension. Respectfully though. He feels slightly bad, but seeing your booty jiggle was worth it.Â
Kagami
He isnât gonna be big on smacking. More of a grope and squeeze. Gets hypnotized by your ass as he squeezes. Will not do anything in public. Very serious about that. At home then he will have your ass in his hand 87% of the time. Often falls asleep with his hand on your ass. Likes to cook with a hand on your ass. Watches tv with a hand on your ass. Get the picture? While heâs railing you from behind he has both hands on your ass.
#SYNOPSIS!   what was supposed to be a small get-together among you, your boyfriend, and his best friend turns a little awry and messy.
#GENRE!   smut, 18+
#WORD COUNT!   3,668
#WARNINGS!   overstimulation, degradation, praising, creampie, kuroo has a captain kink, light humiliation, voyeurism, solo masturbation, exhibitionism, impact play (spanking), hair pulling
â§âË authorâs note is at the bottom of the piece âĄ
It was supposed to be a small get-together for yourself, your boyfriend, and your pro-athlete friend. A friendship that had struck as early as your first year of high school, a friendship thatâs gone through hell and back, a friendship that was built on camaraderie and sharing everything. It was supposed to be a hangout session, so why were you seated on Kurooâs lap, chest bare and panties slid to the side with his fingers knuckle-deep in your dripping cunt?
#LettresPromises informs you : You have one notification.
ââ†Atsumu Miya sent you a letter, would you like to read it?
the author sent a letter :
âdear reader,
first and foremost, iâm terribly sorry for being inactiveâ university and entrance exams are choking me in the least kinky way possible. so, in order to make myself forgiven, i shall deliver you a sinful atsumu letter.
sealed with a kiss,
nikki.
P.S: sending tons of love to @newfriendjenâ for taking some of her precious type to beta-read this letter, thank you so much once again, youâre an angel!â
ââ†Prompt used : A letter inspired by the song âManeaterâ by Nelly Furtadoâ as Atsumu comes back from a volleyball-related trip, heâs greeted by the most enticing sight : yourself, on the bed, wearing the set of lingerie he had specifically bought for you. Atsumu knows he has you all to himself, or so he thinks? A battle for dominance caught between two lovers with prideful hearts.
â†Genre : Smut.
†Warnings : MINORS DO NOT READ THIS, 18+ ONLY. Switch reader and switch Atsumu, sexual intercourse, cunnilingus, cursing, degradation (both reader and Atsumu), overstimulation, daddy kink, mistress kink, vaginal penetration.Â
There are three rules to being a man-eater : make them spend hard, make them fall on their knees and make them fall real hard in love.
The first rule came natural, a flick of your hair accompanied by a sensually calculated flutter of your eyelashes was enough to make him bend under your charms, as if the requests leaving your lips had been laced with a spell rendering him unable to deny your demand. After all, Atsumu Miya would give you anything on a silver plate and more if it meant he could hear you say his name. He was particularly fond of the way youâd drag the last syllable of his name with the pad of your thumb gracing your lower lip, giving you the grandeur of a faux innocent façade, it was this meticulous marriage of faux innocence and lust that would, each time, sign his own end.
And yet again, he had dived head first into the abyss of your charmsâ not that he ever regretted it, the grin on your face and the gleam shining in the corner of your irises was the greatest reward he could have ever possibly asked for.Â
Atsumu had come home from yet another trip, a volleyball-related trip that is. He had the thoughtful habit of sending you different kinds of presents while he was away, hoping that the presence of these gifts would make up for the lack of his own presence. There was always a note attached to each package, if it was lingerie he often wrote something along the lines of how heâd wish time would fly faster so he could bask in the glory of your body, take mental pictures of how the red of the lace embraced your body so divinely well that he was convinced you were a muse taken from a renaissance painting who had come to life.
Whenever heâd come home, his first reflex was always to head straight to his roomâ because he was positive that heâd find you there either way.
And bingo. There you were, clothed in the latest set of lingerie he had sent you while he was abroad. Atsumu had an idea of how said set would look on you from the pictures he had seen online, but never did he once think that it would look that good. After all, you always exceeded his expectations.Â
A set so sophisticated, he had picked a black set this time (surely because his subconscious associated the color to the color of the Black Jackals and it was enough to send a rush of blood downwards at the thought of it) and, much to his pleasure, it left so little to the imagination. The fabric covering your breasts was transparent if it wasnât for the embroidered flowers right above your nipples. Unbeknownst to him, Atsumuâs gaze had been stuck on the way your buds were peaking through the fabric whilst the back of his mind already imagined scenarios where heâd let his mouth would latch onto your breast to earn some of the moans he knew all too well but could never get enough of.
His throat tightened a bit when his eyes went southâ the panties matched the bra, albeit the presence of the flowers were missing this time, allowing him to drink in the sight of your core already glistening with lust. He hadnât missed the way you were seated on the edge of his bed either, legs already spread apart like a silent invitation for him to let those thoughts that would make a demon blush be set free, or the way your back was paying homage to a crescent moon from how arched it was. Fuck.Â
« You like what you see, baby? » The words left your lips in a suggestive tone.
He blinked once, then twice, to set himself free from the torment of his thoughts. « Is this all for me? » He questioned, taking a few steps forward to reduce the space between the both of you.Â
Alas, he was stopped by the red sole of the heels (courtesy of the expertise of Louboutin) planted on his lower abs. « What do you think youâre doing? On your knees. »
« Wh-⊠On my knees? » The smirk plastered across his facial features had fallen low into a look of disbelief.Â
« Didnât you get in the first time? On your knees. Now. » You repeated, the imperative tone of your voice becoming clearer.Â
pairing: Oikawa x f!reader
genre: SMUT
wc: 7.8k (i am deceast bye)
warnings: fingering, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, edging
Let me bore you to death zzz
I promise the last chapter will be exciting (in my head it is at least) :(
Prior to this series, I have zero knowledge about Brazil. So if thereâs anything sus somewhere there as I describe Rio, pls be kind to me.
No beta for this one once again uwu
Lmk if you wanna be part of taglist
Sunshine || masterlist
In the hustle and bustle of a busy city as Rio de Janeiro, one finds themselves having their time stolen away from them as they get swept up in all the craziness the place has to offer.
Thatâs you, except the craziness is in the form of a never ending cycle of wake up, work, then go home.
Youâre just glad a certain orange-haired boy joins you from time to time to ease your thirst for something exciting.
Yet sometimes, you crave the silence, the quiet, to be alone and actually enjoy it. Living in one of the most tourist-infested places in the world, you rarely find yourself in such a situation.
Thatâs why you dragged your feet outside even if your clock tells you itâs 2:48 in the morning.
You woke up in the middle of the night and couldnât get back to sleep. Rather than waste your time away in bed, you grab a can of beer from your fridge and decide to make the most out of it.
The thing about Rio â itâs almost never silent. Even at this time, you can hear the soft beat of music from the local bars and clubs alongside the sound of the sea right across the streets where theyâre located. The shores of Copacabana, being the most famous beach in the city, are never empty as well.
But what good is being a local if you donât know places you can hide from the crowd?
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ââ†Roronoa Zoro sent you a love letter to celebrate +400 followers, would you like to read it?
@newfriendjen sent a letter :
âHi Friend! Congrats again on your 400!! You definitely deserve many more! If you still have a spot open for you event (ignore if you filled them!), can I request: Smut Prompt #15 with Zoro đ please and thank you so much!â
the author sent a letter :
âdear jen,
to say i got a bit carried while writing this is a bit of an understatement! but i hope youâll like it as much as i liked writing it, all while cackling like a villain as i was writing this. thank you tons for the sweet words, you are such a sweetheart and iâm so lucky to know you! sending you lots of love!
sealed with a kiss,
nikki.â
ââ†Prompt used : #15 âLook at what youâre doing to me.â
â†Genre : Smut.
†Warnings : MINORS DO NOT READ THIS, 18+ ONLY. Sexual intercourse, jealous sex, mild degradation, choking, biting, cunninlingus, penetration, spanking (once), sir kink.
The weather of the New World was often unforgiving, unpredictable, and at times, untamable. Sometimes, Mother Nature showed she was capable of crossing the limit of Namiâs extended knowledge regarding climate (and God knows her brain was severely infused with every secrets regarding the different kinds of weather, rendering her as a living, walking encyclopedia.) But alas, sometimes the rage of Mother Nature would be thrown upon any poor ship unready to face her wrath in the forms of undying tornados and waves that could reach the sky.
Hence why, every morning, Namiâs prediction on todayâs weather was awaited by all, very much like a prophecy which was often set to come trueâ and if said prophecy announced any kind of weather gravitating around the lexical field of a natural catastrophe, one wouldnât be surprised to perceive Usopp down on his knees in a praying position, diverse and unintelligible wishes to survive Mother Natureâs anger.
Much to the crewâs collective joy, the navigator had announced the most ideal weatherâ sunshine, a slight breeze and no cloud in sight, what appeared to be a regular weather in heaven. And, why of course, such a hot weather meant that both Nami and the local archeologist, Nico Robin, would bathe under the sun and relieve any kind of tension which had settled in after several fights (or just the exhaustion of having to deal with Luffy on a daily basis.)
And there you were, standing like a mannequin in the girlsâ room in company of Nami and Robin, the latter throwing you an amused look at the way Nami was comparing which bikini would look better on youâ the red one, an appeal for passion, or the black one, a statement of boldness? Her brows furrowed in unison at her poor attempt to make a decision, comparing how the colors married the shade of your skin.
« Robin, how are we feeling about the red bikini? Itâs so cute, but I have a feeling something is missing⊠» The navigator wondered, her gaze falling on the taller woman next to her.
Robin couldnât refrain from allowing a giggle from leaving her lips, surely it meant that she had her idea, an ill-intentioned one, that is. And, oh well, to say she had just a mere idea was an understatement : as she remained still, Robin summoned a couple of limbs to look for a green-colored bikini hidden in the drawers only to bring it to Namiâs attention. The two women shared a teasing glance, as if they communicated intentions filled with mischief through their eyes alone.
« I do believe something was missing, too. » Robin trailed off, bringing an index under her chin. « Something that might appeal to a certain swordsman. »
The evil cackle falling from Namiâs lips announced nothing good, and the sweet tone of her voice only deepened that sentiment. « You know how the saying goes : great minds think alike. »
« Hold on, what are youâ⊠» You began, only to be cut off by the navigator, « Yeah, yeah, whatever you have to say, Y/N. Weâre not fools, you know? Youâre going to look like a real stunner with this bikini on, and I know that a certain someone wonât be able to resist. » She concluded her sentence with a wink sent your way, boy, sometimes you did understand why Zoro called her a witch at times.
« Join us when youâre ready, Y/N. Iâm intrigued to see how this will go. » Concluded Robin, accompanying Nami towards the door to let you some privacy so you could change into the bikini, not that you have never changed in front of them and vice versa, but oh well.
You were now all alone, still havenât moved an inch. Your thumb was brushing against the green fabric of the bikini over and over again until it had become some kind of obsession. But the more the motions continued, the more you realized that perhaps there was no other way to get out of this trap glamorously set by Robin and Nami. A sigh of despair left your lips, swearing to yourself that youâd have your payback sooner than later.
The door of the girlsâ bedrooms slammed open, allowing your figure sculpted by the finest hands of the muses of beauty to be exposed to the kisses of the sun. The first sound to rip apart your thoughts was a squeal which left Namiâs mouth, the latter shaking Robinâs forearm with urgency to bring her attention onto you. « Robin, Robin! Look at her, isnât she to die for? Iâd bet all my money that Zoro is going to throw himself on her. I mean, just look at her! »
The same amused smile graced Robinâs facial traits, lowering her shades just a bit to have a good glance at how the oh so awaited green bikini embraced your body. « I must confess that itâs impossible to resist her. »
The words leaving her lips became clearer and clearer the more you approached them, a palette of rosy tones sitting proudly on top of your cheekbones at their compliments. « We saved you a seat, Miss Iâm-too-sexy-for-my-own-good. Come with us! » Nami said, patting the empty spot next to her to which you wordlessly replied with a nod, sitting between her and Robin.
« Youâre so evil, I kinda hate you for it. » A smile plastered upon your lips as the words died on your tongue.
« You love us and you know it. » Nami replied, letting her hand lingering on your forearm. « Ooh, would you look at that, Robin? The show is about to begin. » She concluded, taking a sip out of her cocktail with a gleam of mischief shining in her eyes.
Okay let's see.... Could I request aomine waking up to his s/o who's moaning /grinding against him or too much movement in the bed. He thinks she's probably dreaming about him but finds her awake. She was actual 'helping herself' because, her being the sweet person she is, didn't want to wake him up to help her.
(lol obviously NSFW)
(something in this line of thought please đđ)
You could make it in any form u want, hcs, scenario, etc. Whatever is easiest for u đ
-LT â€ïž
Hii friend! Okay, so hereâs a little drabble. It strays a little from what you said, but only mildly. I hope you enjoy it!
Pairing: Aomine x Fem!Reader
Warnings: smut, fingering, a tiny slice of degradation, implied d/s dynamics, I think thatâs it.
A muffled whimper stirred Aomine from sleep, his eyes blinking weakly against the moonlight that streamed into the bedroom. âMust be having a bad dream,â he mused as he wrapped an arm around your sleeping figure, pulling you closer to him and burying his face into the back of your neck to calm you. You tensed beneath his touch, causing a frown to appear on his face.
âD-dai?â
You barely spoke in a whisper as you breathed out his name, an embarrassed tone coating the soft word. Curiosity sparked a thought as his fingers traced gentle patterns over the skin of your arm, Aomine followed the path of the limb his frown morphing into a devilish grin as he feels your hand dip beneath the band of your little sleep shorts.
âHavinâ fun without me baby?â The gravelly sound of his voice as his warm breath hit the outer shell of your ear had your thighs attempting to clench shut. Continuing to trail his fingers down your wrist he had to bite back a groan at the feeling of slick covering the inside of your thighs. âSo wet and messy,â he drawls as his fingers dance over your knuckles to where your own digits were stilled inside of your core. A loud, drawn out moan escaped your lips as he pushed two of his own thick fingers in alongside yours. âFeel better now baby, havinâ this slutty cunt stuffed? Need me to help you get off since we both know you canât do it by yourself?â
He began pumping his fingers and yours, curling them to brush against your sweet spot with each thrust. The weight of his hand moving against your own put just enough pressure on your needy clit to have you mewling beneath his touch. âP-please, Dai-â you moaned as he quickened his pace.
The clenching of your warm walls gave away your impending orgasm as Aomine littered heavy kisses along the exposed skin of your neck. With a dark chuckle, he pulled away, flipping you onto your back and silencing your whine as he crashed his lips to yours.
âOnly good girls get to come, and good girls donât touch whatâs mine.â
Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes as you pouted up at him. âJ-just didnât wanna wake you up âcause I was feelinâ needy,â you stammered.
Aomine bit back a smile, your sweet innocence only causing his cock to twitch beneath the material of his boxer briefs. âGuess youâll just have to make it up to me. Show me you can be my good girl, you can do that for me canât you?â His fingers gripped your chin as his thumb ran over the abused skin of your bottom lip, soothing the teeth marks from where you had attempted to stifle your noises earlier. You nodded vigorously, a shaky âyesâ escaping.
âGood, then put this pretty mouth of yours to better use.â
pairing: Hinata x f!reader
genre: SMUT
wc: 6.6k
warnings: fingering, oral, body worship, praise kink, hinata with big dik
[a/n]
I said to myself, lets make this quick and short. lol yea sure
No beta. This is SpartaaaaaÂ
My brain went bzzt bzzt after this.Â
Let me know if you want to be part of the taglist for this mini series
Beach || masterlist
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âAre there any more deliveries for me, y/n?â The ginger asks while beaming at you like he hasnât been delivering orders under the heat of the sun across Rio the whole afternoon.Â
âWeâre all good, Shoyo.â You smile back. Heâs such an earnest part-timer that your mood just lifts up whenever you see him. You rarely find anyone like him. Even though heâs just delivering orders for the diner, heâs so dedicated to it. Heâs not like one of your previous delivery guys who grumbles before and after work as if theyâre not getting paid. Shoyo is different. His eyes are full of life, full of purpose.
You like seeing him around because his sincerity and politeness makes you feel like youâre not just some dumb waitress in some small diner. Aside from pleasing to talk to, heâs also pleasing to look at. Heâs like a cute boy-next-door kind of guy.
âIâll be going ahead then!â
âWait!â He turns around with an inquisitive look on his face. You want to keep him around longer for tonight. Itâs been a rough day for you and you could use some sunshine. âActually, Iâd appreciate some help closing up. Iâll serve you something for dinner in return.â His face brightens up at your request. There it is. Mr. Sunshine, indeed.Â
âSure, y/n! Just tell me what to do.âÂ
Heâs an efficient help to have. What you usually do in 40 minutes or so was done in just 20.Â
Summary: Iwaizumi and Oikawa were always within arms reach of the other, but what happens when misunderstandings and unspoken emotions drive them apart? What happens when everything they thought they knew about the other ceases to be true and they are left to pick the pieces of their friendship upâŠalone?
Pairings: Alpha!Iwaizumi x Omega!Oikawa
Word Count:Â 2832
Warnings: Angst, Slow-burn, Friends to strangers, Strangers to friends, Smut, Mentions of depression and separation anxiety
âI just happened to be in such a Captain mood; could I please request some hcs? I wanna worship Daichi and Bokutoâs thighs⊠and Kurooâs back and someone else idk⊠ALFJALDHAOD if only for a little bit đ„șđ. Itâs just⊠âšbody worshipâšâ
A/N: A request from @dont-mind-me-imjustpassingbyâ on my other blog! And the first new post on the new blog!! Woo-hoo!!
Hey friend! I feel this. I too want to worship their bodies! These are shorter hcs but I hope you enjoy them anyways! You canât tell I have a favorite lol
Pairings: Daichi x Reader, Kuroo x Reader, Bokuto x Reader, Kita x Reader, Ushijima x Reader
Warnings: mentions of thigh riding, suggestive content but nothing explicit
#SYNOPSIS!   your first target is the ray of sunshine, hinata shĆyĆ
#GENRE!   smut, 18+
#WORD COUNT!   5,340
#WARNINGS!   dom!reader, sub!hinata, reader has female genitalia, praising, very light degrading / dumbification, some worshipping, edging, reader gets called âmasterâ, unprotected sex, metaphoric comparisons to drugs, hinata gets called âpuppyâ, oral (m receiving), creampie, solo masturbation, mention of spitting but no actual spitting
â§âË authorâs note is at the bottom of the piece âĄ
You didnât think that Hinata ShĆyĆ would be so receptive to your touches. The second that your lips were on his, his hands were so stiff as they rested on the grove of your hips. It was you who had to take him by the fabric of his shirt and eliminate the space between both of your bodies. It was you who had to take his hands and let them rest on the soft curves of your ass, encouraging him to squeeze the flesh as he pleased and squeeze generously was what he did, your hips bumping into his.
His breaths were hot against your face when you parted your lips for half a second to catch your breath, chasing for oxygen while he chased after yours in an ardent urgency. Before you knew it, he was ducking his head to melt his tepid lips into yours with a fervour you had expected from him. Hinataâs fingers were digging into the flesh of your ass as you swiped your tongue across his lower lip. Electricity crackled in your veins when he parted his mouth with a breathy, guttural moan that rumbled deep in his chest. Warmth settled deep in the pit of your stomach and stirred in the heated coil that was taking its time to wound.