kenma-nii only allows shoyo to touch his little sis, heâs the only exception. kenma-nii loves seeing you take shoyoâs fat cock. your pussy is used to his and now youâre taking someone whoâs much thicker than he is. loves the way you cream around shoyo, rhe orange haired man not knowing how big he actually is. he doesnât know how good heâs making you feel when you bounce on his fat cock. and kenma-nii loves seeing you beg and cry because of this <3
Saeko nee-san who loves her little sister that is so demure and different from the other Tanakas, she canât help but force you to drink and make you cling to her because youâre scared. Hands touching you in places they shouldnât but itâs okay because itâs just Saeko-nee and she loves you and takes care of you more than any man every could. After all a big sisters love for her little sister is just so strong, how could she let anyone else have you the way she does, to be able to see your flushed cheeks and tears eyes as you cum
immediate w word anon, immediate w word
nsfw, fem reader, dubcon, incest (nee-san), alcohol
she really doesnât know how you got like that!
her and ryuu are so loud, and youâre... so quiet. you stick to your room, put your headphones in and do your work. youâre pretty smart, too... so much unlike them.
youâve always been like that, though.
itâs not until the first time she gets you drunk that she realizes that her feelings stretch way beyond what a sister should feel for her fellow sister. youâre even meeker, face hot as you slur your words and hold onto her arm.Â
especially in front of all these men! she brought you along to ryuuâs training camp, and now youâre stumbling and being your cutesy, shy self in front of ukai and takeda. she must be too brash for them, while you fit so submissively into their palms. yet, you still hold her close.
so when she takes you back to the little dorm that you two are to share, she lays you down nice and gentle. youâre already starting to drift off, which makes her work much easier as she pets your hair and lulls you further into relaxation before she comes between your legs.Â
ânee-san...â you mumble, the smell of alcohol drifting off your breath. âwhat are yâdoinâ...?â
âtaking care of my imouto-chan of course...â her voice is always much louder than yours, even when sheâs trying to keep it at a whisper. âi want you to sleep well... wouldnât want you to get a hangover...â
you whine as she licks at your cunt, expertly pleasuring you in a way you could never do yourself. youâre losing it over her mouth and fingers, fingers grabbing at her hair as she slurps at you.Â
your nee-san feels proud to be the one who makes you go so crazy. those old guys could never make you feel as good as her, they probably donât even know where the clit is, which her finger is massaging so smoothly. before you know it, youâre squirting on her face, crying nee-san nee-san nee-san.
I love the idea of being Ukai Ikkei's new young neighbor next door. This old man be pretending not to look when you're watering your plants when you're still in your night gown. And you always give him a smile and a greeting, never failing to engage in small talk with your older neighbor. You're always nice, nice enough to change clothes by the window where he can see you. Maybe, he'd return the favor and jack off where you can see him too? So that you know how fond he is of you đ
old man lewd.... not..... strong enough..... to resist.......
nsfw, fem reader, voyeurism, masturbation
he can just hear the tune youâre humming.
sometimes, when he listens really hard, he can hear it; especially with the window open. youâre either cooking or washing the dishes, a really good housewife, perhaps he should tell keishin about you...Â
hmm. no. heâd rather you be his housewife more than anything.Â
right now he thinks youâre cooking, and he really wished you had your window open so he could smell whatever it is. youâve invited him over for dinner once, but that was before he really started getting it up for you.Â
his cock is painfully hard in his pants, something that doesnât really happen anymore. he can only slowly stroke himself, humming a tune he thinks youâd hum, as watches you on his porch and through your window.
he pulls his cock out, knowing that heâs well hidden from the view of anyone else but you in his little spot. he watches you smile and talk to yourself, and he can only imagine that soft voice moaning for him and begging him for more.Â
that makes his cock twitch. well, heâs still got it.
heâs touched himself a hundred times with the thought of you in his mind, but never somewhere you could see him. he must be senile, he thinks to himself... but... this is probably something heâd do if he was keishinâs age too...
ukai imagines your soft mouth that you use to tell him good morning around his cock... thinks of those little hands you water your plants with jerking him off... he thinks about that cute cunt you touch at night on top of him, just riding him.
and heâs thinking this all whilst looking at your face through the window, somehow hoping youâll catch him and come do one of those things to him.
bokuto accidentally being manipulative. he doesnât mean to be but the things he says and does to get your attention definitely are.
it starts off with him slinging an arm around your shoulders and pouting when youâre paying attention to someone else. if you get upset, heâll guilt trip you, saying i didnât mean anything by it, no need to get so upset in that whiny voice accompanied by puppy dog eyes that can win anyone over. your friends are all on his side too because itâs just bo! heâd never harm a fly! itâs just how he is!
it escalates from there, lots of pouting and whining when you say youâre hanging out with someone else, guilt tripping you into asking him to tag along because he really enjoys doing that too and he doesnât have anything to do that day. he sounds so sad that you just have to ask and then suddenly heâs the center of attention.
when he asks you out on a date, you canât say no to the puppy dog looks! heâs so sweet and funny that saying no feels like a sin, not to mention all of your friends are encouraging it! he takes you out to dinner, takes you you on a stroll through the park, whatever you wantâ so long as he wants to do it too. if you say no, cue the waterworks, the poor baby just canât help it.
what seem like red flags to some is just,,,how bo is, he doesnât mean any harm. so what if he says you canât talk to that man? he has every right, heâs your boyfriend and that man was looking at you wrong! that person said bo is toxic? bokuto kotaro, the sweet man who looks at you with stars in his eyes? well surely theyâre a bad person, you canât be allowed to have anyone like that around. anyone who says bo is bad for you is obviously just trying to steal you. he only wants whatâs best for you and thatâs clearly him!
request: kita having a obvious thing for atsumuâs soft little girlfriend, and atsumu is a nice kouhai and glady shares her with kita and they just both have their way with her
tags: dubcon, mind break, dumbification, fishhook, orgasm denial
 "you can fuck her too, if yaâd like, kita-senpai,â atsumu tells kita one day.
 theyâre watching you from the couch, cleaning up from the meeting that inarizaki just had. kita had offered to stay back to help, but atsumu knew that it wasnât just responsibility that had driven kita to do so.
 kita looks at atsumu, slightly quizzical, but definitely interested. atsumu smirks and walks over to you, twisting you into his arms and wrapping them around you from behind.
you were just so cute, crying out daddy as sunk into your gushing cunny. âdont worry daddys got you.â hajime coos and tries to hold your squirming hips still. it was all so new to you, having something other than your or your step fatherâs fingers stuffed into you. he said he just wanted to touch a bit, feeling your puffy pussy through the silk panties he always bought for you. it started off just teasing your clit through the fabric, rubbing and pinching. but then he had you on your back, pinning your wrists above you head so he could finger you open.
now he had you molded to his cock, wasting no time but to pound into you. you weak please for daddy were bubbling out of your mouth, gasping as you cum again on his cock. he pulls out due to the pressure of your cunt pushing him out, laughingn as your hips thrust up weakly. âcmon be good for daddy.â hajime grips your hips and raises them up to slide back into you, not wasting any time as he pistons his hips into you. you gasp as he continuously brush against your cervix, feeli bbg that same peasure hit you like a tidal wave. you feet instinctively kick him away but he he gabs your ankles and continues anways. âlittle girl, dont test me. daddy knows what you pretty cunny needs.â
Iwa always talks about his crush to the other seijoh boys and Mattsun & Makki have to be like đŹ every time since Mattsun's been fucking her on the side. They're able to keep the secret until Oikawa finds out and he can't keep his mouth shut. Iwa's mad but also like "can I join? or at least watch? đđ"
THIS DYNAMIC MAKES ME GO HHH (also not me changing this up a bit to indulge myself)
nsfwish
âiwa-chan! hey, iwa-chan! donât ignore me, i have something important to tell you!â
âwhat is it, dumbass?â iwaizumi barely slows to let his friend catch up with him on the way home.Â
âwhy are you in such a rush?â oikawa asks, combing his fingers through his hair. âyou missed locker room talk.â
âjust tired of hearing about all the douchey things you guys do.â
âwell, you missed the best part!â oikawa struggles to keep up. âyou know that girl you were telling us about? the one in your class that youâre so in love with?â
ây- yeah...â iwaizumi canât help but look around, as if you might be in the vicinity.Â
âwell... hate to break it to ya, buddy.â oikawa jumps in front of him to stop him from walking any further. âbut sheâs fucking mattsun.â
âwhat?â
âyeah... after you left... hanamaki told me.â oikawa seems a little too happy. âsaid that she goes to hang out with them after practice sometimes, and that she always goes home with mattsun. he even has the pictures to prove it.â
âpic- pictures?â
âlike...â oikawa gestures with his hands. âof them... you know, fucking?â
âi...â iwaizumi steps around oikawa. âi donât wanna hear this right now.â
âiâm just trying to help you! if it were me, i would want my amazing best friend to tell me the girl i like was a whore.â
âsheâs not a--â iwaizumi stops in his tracks. âsheâs not a whore.â
but when he sees you the next day, smiling so brightly at him, itâs the only thing he can think about. whore whore whore.
you slide into the seat next to him, grinning widely. âhi, iwaizumi.â
âhey.â he doesnât quite look at you, writing something down.
âeverything okay?âÂ
âyeah.â
âoh, okay...â you get your things out.
âdo you...â he speaks up, finally facing you. âdo you know matsukawa?â
âmatsukawa? from the volleyball team?â
âyeah.â
âyeah, i know him.â you nod, and god you must be a whore because your face doesnât change a bit at the mention. âheâs very nice--â
âcut the shit. i know you guys are fucking.â
âwhat?â you panic, looking around. âwhat are you talking about?â
âhe was telling everyone on the team.â iwaizumi doesnât think to lower his voice. âtelling everyone that youâre a slut.â
âiwaizumi!â you gasp. âplease... can we talk about this somewhere else?â
âno. you led me on, were so nice to me... just to be fucking my teammate? thatâs fucking low.â
âi donât...â you try to hide your face. âpeople are staring...â
âi donât care who the fuck sees. and obviously you donât either. matsukawa has video and apparently heâs showed it to the whole team, too.âÂ
you look on the verge of tears as he releases his anger. the look on your face quickly makes him regret it. you get up and run out of the class, probably scurrying to the bathroom. everyone who had been staring just lets their eyes linger on iwaizumi.Â
he scoffs, grabbing his phone from his pocket. he should really text and ask matsukawa for those videos.
okay okay but stepdad!issei literally isâ listen...
this is the man that fucks you on your momâs custom granite counter tops and nearly creams himself when you look at him with big eyes and and say âitâs too muchâ, grins and fucks into you even harder when you tell him it hurts, little tears in your eyes as you moan all wobbly, cling to him and say things like, âdaddy, your cock is so big!â
calls you sweet sweet names like princess and doll. jokes about how you have âno boyfriend? all the boys at school really donât know what theyâre missing out on, huh?â and loves to make you feel small. is relatively uncaring about whether your mom finds out about his affair with you or not. how could she expect him to resist a cute thing like you anyway? home for quarantine and suffering through college courses, up all hours of the night with your nose in your books.
so what if he comes in to sit with you? offers you some comfort to help you sleep? a few orgasms with his cock buried deep in your little cunt should knock you right out.
tendou confessing to his crush ? (crush likes him back too)
âł pairings: tendou x gn!reader | warnings: none.
đ â TENDOU
âł tendou is definitely straight up with his feelings, so i canât exactly picture him to take you on a cute date and confess to you while blushing and playing with his hair. no, heâd walk up to you - casual, cool - and shove his hands in his pockets, head cocked as he stared you down.
âł at first, you thought he had come to question you about something, so out of instinct, you instantly tensed up and prepared for the worst. but when he whispered your name and grinned as he awaited your response, you couldnât help but want him to spit it out already. it was painful; heâs such a tease.
âł âyouâre really cute. i like you,â was all he had to say for you to cover your flushed face and question reality. you expected him to pat your shoulder and admit that this was all a prank, but he just kicked at the gym floor and maintained eye contact.
âł tendou was not predictable in the slightest, so you felt your heart sink as you realised he could be playing with your feelings right now. however, he took a step closer and pulled your hands away, lips pursed as he made a little âhm?â sound. âso? donât keep me waitinâ, sweet peach.â
âł heâs blushing slightly now, almost tripping as he pulls away and hides his hands behind his back. youâve made him wait long enough, you decided, so you nodded in acknowledgement and parted your lips. âi, uh, like you too, satori.â his brows raise as he pauses. tendou cracks into a grin a second later.
âł âreally? real sweet of yaâ, peach,â he took a few steps towards you again and took your hand in his, admiring the way you broke eye contact and looked anywhere but his eyes. âthank you for likinâ me back, y/n,â he spoke with a soft smile, eyes sparkling as he admired you.
itâs too easy to chide yourself now, to yell at yourself for not realizing sooner that maybe you should have left sakusa when you had the chance. your blind love and desperation for him, for his approval, only served as tinted glass between you and the blaring warning signs, dulling their intensity to something you could safely gaze at without the stinging pain.
still thinking about ur tooru-nii making you read out your wedding vows while heâs fucking you post ugh it's living in my head rent free!!!!
uuuh yeah so
âł tw: incest, marriage themes, infidelity, dubcon/noncon, unprotected sex (creampie)
tooruâs forehead feels heavy as it rests between your shoulder blades, his body draped over yours, caging you in as you lean over the edge of the bed.
âpractice that bit againâ
youâve been saying the same line over and over, each time your voice getting a little more shaky as his cock curves right up against that sweet, spongy spot inside of you. all of the sentences have started to blur together now, your tears clouding your vision as you tremble to lift up the piece of paper in front of you, the sound of your fingers crinkling the edges complimenting the sticky, wet noises coming from between your thighs.
you canât even stomach the final part of your vows anymore, your hand blindly searching for tooru behind you instead, âtoorunii, n-no more...pleaseâ
heâs too far gone though; the image of you in a pretty white dress, dolled up and looking so pure, just for him clouding over anything else.
youâre an absolute vision in his mind as he pushes his cock further, deeper inside of you, your poor walls stretching to accomodate his size as he grips at your hips, eyes squeezed shut to preserve all the details of his fantasy.
âfuckâ, his breath is right on your cheek, his pace starting to slip as his cock throbs inside your sloppy cunt, ârepeat your linesâ
itâs what you asked him for help with in the first place anyways â shyly knocking on his door, his hotel room adjacent to yours, the hall eerily quiet as you slipped inside, your skin hot as you glanced up at your niisan, begging him to go through a practice run of your vows, the anxiety of your big day eating away at you.
now the only thing you can think of is the sensation pooling deep inside your abdomen, your hands scratching at the mattress as you tilt your head to the side for air. you donât even need the piece of paper anymore; tooruniiâs helped you memorise your lines perfectly.
even with your voice cracking, you start to recite them under his weight,
âI, s-standing here i-in front of y-you and the people we both l-love so dearlyâ
god, oikawa wonders what your parents would say, his thoughts racing at the idea of your father leading his precious girl down the isle right into his sonâs arms, his body lurching as he imagines all the smiles everyone would have on their faces. no one would ever be able to take care of you like your loving niisan could. heâd protect you, keep you happy, make you feel so special â
âp-promise to alwaysâ his head is spinning, his body completely numb as he pounds faster and faster into your tight cunt, his tight cunt; all his, all his, all his â
âalways l-love you... i promise to always love youâ
your voice is merely above a whisper, shame flooding through your body as you hear oikawaâs growl deep in your ear, his hips thrusting forward one last time as your hole is fills to the brim with his hot, sticky cum.
the tears donât stop streaming down your face as you feel his mess start to drip down your thighs, painting over the bites your niisan left before he claimed you as his own tonight, his breathy voice sounding out over the cloud of guilt hanging over your head,