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༝ ᭝ ༝ just a little blurb, maybe I could circle back and expand in the future? this is kind of all over the place, but i love illumi and this my first hxh work! ༝ ᭝ ༝
| cw; hi besties! rest assured there is NO incest in this! some sweet words, kissing, oral and vaginal sex, that’s it! a little story about you and illumi being coworkers/in a relationship despite his Father’s disapproval. fem! reader. |
The rhythmic tick of the clock on the wall steals your attention, the murmuring chatter of the other three people in the room muffling as you zone out. It’s mindless, the way your fingers trace over the dark mark sticking out against the conference table like a neon sign. The rich mahogany is smooth, not a splinter in sight.
Your chair creaks as you shift, eyes rolling in annoyance when your foot tingles with pins and needles, the appendage forcing itself awake.
For how rich they are, you’d think the Zoldycks could afford comfortable seats at the very least.
A much larger hand covers your own, halting the repetitive tracing, and your head shifts left to meet your father’s firm gaze, his mouth set in a line. You glance across the table to Silva’s serious expression, then to Illumi’s blank one.
You lock eyes with the younger Zoldyck and something hot jolts in your belly, a deep ache settling between your legs. You linger a bit too long before returning focus to your Father, who removes his hand. You clear your throat, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet room.
“Yes, father?”
He raises an eyebrow, somewhat amused but hiding it well. “Did you hear anything that was discussed?”
Heat crawls up the back of your neck and into your cheeks, but you manage to keep your features neutral. “No, I’m sorry Father.”
“Silva and I have agreed to allow you to work with Illumi on this mission. We feel it’s best to have you both there,” your Father explains, gesturing towards Illumi. You blink twice, spine straightening, and your pride refuses to let you peak at Illumi and gauge his reaction. You know it’s non existent.
You hesitate, then nod. “I understand Father,” you assure. You turn to Silva with your chin raised. “I’ll be an asset to this mission. I won’t hinder Illumi.”
The soft rustle of Illumi shifting, like he can’t sit still, does not go unnoticed by you.
Silva looks as pleased as he’s capable of and dips his head in acknowledgment. “See to it that you are. Illumi does not fail, and if this mission falls apart, you’ll be the one who is punished.”
“She will not fail,” your Father pipes up, tone sharp at the edges. “She is just as capable as Illumi.”
Your Father and Silva stare each other down for a few tense seconds before Silva concedes, nodding once.
“Very well.”
⇣ ༝ ⇣ ༝ ⇣
“Illumi, fuck,” you moan, tightening your fingers in soft hair as your lids flutter. Your breath hitches as he sucks the sensitive skin of your inner knee between his lips, intent on leaving a dark hickey. “You know you’re gonna get in trouble if — oh god!” You squeak. Illumi’s teeth bite down hard in an effort to stop your next sentence. “If your Father finds out, Illumi.” You emphasize his name with a pointed yank to his hair.
Said man’s warm tongue sweeps up the crease between your pussy and thigh, causing your hips jerk in the direction of his mouth. You clit twitches, eager for what comes next.
The dingy white walls and scratchy sheets of the motel bed do nothing to curb the warmth that’s running thick and honeyed in your veins.
Illumi settles fully on his belly, placing his thumbs on either side of your pussy and spreads you open. He’s distracted for a split second by how wet you are. His thumb runs along your pussy before he meets your heavy lidded stare with a bored one. The only evidence of his arousal is the dark pink flush on his cheeks.
And his rock hard cock.
“Why are you concerned with that now?” He asks, tone somewhat annoyed. “You’re aware I’m not bothered by that.” Illumi’s tongue flicks your clit, determined to refocus on the drool worthy sight in front of him. “Don’t you want me to eat your pussy?”
You curse, drawing your knees up and letting your thighs fall open as wide as they can. You tug on his hair again. “You know that I do.”
“Then stop whining.”
Illumi’s skilled. He’s precise and to the point, especially when it involves making you cum on his tongue. Then he’s in your face, leaving a few inches m between as his hair surrounds you, shielding you from the outside world. When it’s just the two of you, the pressure to be perfect fades to background noise.
One hand plants itself by your head, the other gripping the base of his shaft to steady himself. The slick tip bumps your clit, a brief, bright pleasure sparking in your pelvis, and then he shifts down to press forward and slide inside.
Your moan is simultaneous with Illumi’s. His jaw clenches tight, eyes pinching together then flashing open.
“Move,” you command. Illumi, who’s never so compliant, pulls his hips back halfway and pushes forward. The glide is so fucking wet, so fucking hot, and your arms loop around his neck, tugging until his sweaty forehead lands on yours. The steady roll of his hips builds to a quick pace, the filthy smack of skin colliding filling the room.
Illumi won’t last long. Not after a mission like the one you’d had. It went well, but there was a tremendous amount of fighting, and the tense line of his shoulders shows how worked up he is. He starts to whine with every other breath, dark eyes intense and locked with yours.
Illumi grips one of your legs and shifts it to hook your knee over his elbow, cock striking your g-spot with each pointed thrust. You cry out his name, pulling him as close as you can despite the awkward angle, and his dick starts to twitch.
“You’re gorgeous,” he whispers in a rush, breath hitching as he catches your lips in a kiss, all the emotion he struggles to voice shining through. He sucks on your lower lip and it’s over. Your pussy flutters and squeezes Illumi, forcing a choked off sound out of him. He surges forward until his balls are snug to your ass, cumming with a broken moan, and you swallow the noise like you’re dying of thirst.
There’s little fanfare after, a quiet moment where you hug him tight, prompting him to sneak his hands underneath your back to return the gesture. The embrace is sticky and sweaty, overheated. Perfect.
Illumi places his forehead on your collarbone, brushes his lips over the swell of your breast and pants as he catches his breath. The knowledge that even someone as cool and collected as Illumi needs a moment to gather himself when he’s with you steadies your thundering heart.
“I couldn’t be bothered to care what my Father’s opinion is. At least, not when it comes to you.”
“Well, that makes two of us.”
Illumi’s quiet laugh is the best thing you’ve heard all night.
sae fucking his pretty girl until she cant stop squirting!
tw: cnc
(⸝⸝๑﹏๑⸝⸝)
youre folded in half like a lawn chair. your ankles are to your ears while sae roughly pounds into you. youre wide open, vulnerable, and stretched out for him. his hands are on your calves, pushing them up towards your head. you cant remember how many times you've came. even when you say its too much, he wont stop! it makes it even worse that you cant stop gushing all over him, coating his thighs and abdomen with your juices.
"ah! f-fuck! s'too muchh saeee!!" you squeal, your whole body trembling under him. he stops holding your legs down with his hands, his body caging you in. he grabs your chin firmly, forcing you to look at him, still brutally pounding into you.
"you can take it." he says sternly, not letting up with his rapid thrusts. you feel your cunt spasming around him for the umpteenth time. you can hear your cunt squelching, making filthy noises with each brutal thrust of his hips.
"hear that? she doesnt want me to stop. your mouth says one thing but your pretty cunt says another." he grabs a fistful of hair and yanks your head back, giving him more access to your mouth. his lips land on yours and he swallows your moans with a hungry kiss. you try to push him away— placing your hands over his chest, but he just wont stop! sae can tell youre about to cum with the way your back arches against the mattress, your nails digging crescent moons into his back, and your whole body squirming underneath him.
"s'too muchhh! c-cant anymoree! get— ah! off!" you manage to scream out in between moans. his hands go to the back of your thighs, still stretched out for him, and tightly grip onto the soft flesh there, using that as a leverage to drive even faster into you now.
"no. youre gonna cum for me, i dont care if its too much." he says firmly, and thats all it takes for you to gush all over him. your legs shake and your toes are curling. you shake your head side to side, trying to get him to stop, but he keeps going. you scratch at his back, leaving red marks in their wake that will for sure scar later. you coat his abs and thighs in your juices again for the millionth time this night. his pace doesnt falter, and he brutally fucks you through your orgasm. you cant do anything but lay limp and let him use you until hes satisfied with how many times youve came. ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪
Warning: vulgar language, smut (literally right at the beginning 😀), gossiping maids, its 2 am pls excuse any grammar mistakes...
Synopsis: You and Zuko are in your early years of marriage. You’re a young couple with copious amounts of energy, when you two are alone intimacy is bound to happen. But what happens when you get a whisper of complaints from the palace workers. (2.3 k wc)
Your toes curled tightly, digging into the bed as your back arched off the silk sheets. Your eyes rolled back, an overwhelming wave of pleasure shooting through your body.
Your husband’s head was buried deep between your thighs, your legs thrown over his shoulders. His hands gripped your hips firmly as his tongue worked against you. Your breathing was labored, this was your fourth orgasm of the night, and he hadn’t given you a single break.
He pulled back with a quiet gasp for air, his fingers now taking place of his tongue, steady and relentless.
"Come on baby, I know you're close gimme one more and i’ll let you go, promise." You whimpered gripping the sheets below you as your body tensed from the pleasure.
He pressed a kiss to your thigh before diving back between your thighs mouth focusing on your swollen sensitive bud with renewed hunger. A sharp gasp tore from your lips at the sudden rush of pleasure.
Your lower stomach tightened, your hands moving from the sheets to his dark hair, gripping tightly.
“Zu–Zuko, please… I’m close!”
He kept the same pace. His amber eyes flicked up to watch you, hungry and intent, while one hand held your hips in place the other busy with two fingers shoved inside you pressed against your sensitive spot.
Your breathing quickened, your moans rising higher, more desperate.Your eyes squeezed shut so tightly you saw stars.
“Please— f-fuck, I’m close, I—” Your words broke into a mix of a groan and a cry as your body finally gave in, the climax hitting you all at once as warm liquid squirted out pooling below you. Zuko didn’t stop, he helped you through it, letting you ride out every last wave.
As it passed, your grip on him loosened. Your chest rose and fell as you struggled to steady your breathing.
When you finally looked down, his cheeks were flushed deep red. His bun had come loose, strands falling around his face. His lips were swollen and glistening as his chin dripped your juices. His expression low and satisfied. He looked unfairly hot like that.
His breathing was heavy as a tired smirk tugged at his lips.
“You did well, baby.”He peppered a few soft kisses along your inner thighs before pushing himself up and disappearing into the private bathing room.
You closed your eyes, feeling the adrenaline fade as exhaustion crept in. Sleep was just beginning to pull you under when a warm sensation between your legs made you jolt slightly.
“Shh… it’s okay. I’m just cleaning you up.”
You were too weak to respond, your body completely spent.
At some point during the night, Zuko moved you, stripped the bed of the ruined sheets, and settled back beside you, pulling a thick quilt over both of you.
The last thing you felt was the warmth of his body pressed against yours, soft kisses trailing along your shoulder and temple as sleep finally took you.
•••
The next morning, you woke up still wrapped in his arms, your head resting on his chest as you listened to his steady heartbeat. You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his chest.
Ever so gently, you shifted, propping your chin against him so you could watch him sleep. He looked so sweet and peaceful like this it was almost impossible to see him as the man who had ruined you the night before.
You giggled to yourself as you began pressing more kisses against his warm skin. That seemed to stir him. He took a deep breath, his eyes fluttering open, and the moment they found you, he smiled.
“You’re awake earlier than normal. I figured you’d be out for the rest of the day,” he teased.
You rolled your eyes. “Ha, you think you’re that good?” you shot back, already knowing you’d just gotten yourself into trouble.
A look of mock offense crossed his face before he suddenly flipped you onto your back. His bare chest pressed against yours, strong arms caging you against the bed.
“You’re telling me you can go again? Already?”
You smiled, craning your neck up just enough to brush a teasing kiss against his lips.
You felt him twitch against your bare thigh, and you smirked into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him impossibly closer.
His hands slid down your body, gripping your thighs and guiding them around his waist as he pressed himself against your bare core with intention. You could feel him getting harder as a soft gasp left your lips.
You were deep in your morning make out session when a knock sounded at the door.
“Fire Lord Zuko, you have a meeting with the general and urgent letters from the other nations. You are needed in the council room immediately.” That voice belong to his annoying Grand Steward who somehow knew how to ruin the mood every time, always managing to find you two when you run off.
You were reluctantly pulled back to reality. Zuko broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours. You let out a small giggle, your hand settling against his chest.
“Come on, maybe we can have breakfast together before you have to attend endless meetings today.”
You gave him one last kiss before he rolled off of you.
Before either of you could react, the doors slid open, startling you both. You scrambled to grab the blanket, covering your naked body only to realize it was your Head Handmaid, Akani. She was an older woman who was like a second mother figure to you, she always wore a scowl despite having a heart of gold. Once your mother’s head handmaiden, she had come with you when you became the Fire Lady.
Behind her stood your three ladies-in-waiting, along with three of Zuko’s personal attendants, who remained turned away by the door.
Akani approached the bed, holding out a robe. She handed it to Zuko, her expression unreadable. You knew she had been doing this for years, but that didn’t make it any less embarrassing.
Zuko awkwardly cleared his throat. Akani rolled her eyes, gesturing for the girls to turn around. They did so, giggling quietly.
He quickly stood, wrapping the robe around himself, moving so fast it was almost comical.
As he left, the women continued to giggle amongst themselves. You lay there, utterly embarrassed as Akani fixed you with a look.
“Akani—”
“A bath, shall we?”
You sighed, nodding.
•••
Later that evening, you were headed to your own separate meeting. The New Year’s festival was around the corner, and you were in charge of planning and hosting. You didn’t feel like putting on your formal wear, so you asked to be dressed in a robe with muted reds adorned with gold stitching, cinched at the waist with a matching belt and few pieces of jewelry.
As you walked down the hall, you tried to keep a straight face, but your calves and thighs burned with each step you took. You made a mental note to get back at Zuko later that night.
As you approached the door, your attention was caught by the fairly loud whispers of the servants inside. You held up your hand, stopping the guard from announcing your presence.
A young woman’s voice spoke, “They were so loud last night the guards heard them all the way down the hall.” A few giggles followed.
“I heard them a few days ago in the throne room Lord Zuko was incredibly loud. He was basically screaming her name.”
“I’m surprised she’s not pregnant yet. They do it any chance they get I don’t know how she’s not broken in two.”
“The laundry maids say they have to change their bedding so often, it’s ridiculous. Sezei says her forearms have grown three times in size because of how much washing they have to do.” Your entire body began to burn with embarrassment.
“No way!” another girl giggled. “One guard claims he caught them naked in the river near the waterfall, late at night.” Gasps erupted throughout the room.
“They say the flames throughout the castle will flicker uncontrollably when Lord Zuko—”
Akani barged past you angrily, sliding the doors open. “Have you all lost your senses, speaking of the Lord and Lady in such a manner?!”
You swallowed thickly, gripping your long sleeves in your fists. Your body was frozen in discomfort. The girls squealed like children caught by their parents, dropping to the floor, bowing and apologizing profusely. You dismissed them with a silent wave and they scurried away.
The meeting was a blur you couldn’t focus, not even a little. Their words clung to you, replaying over and over in your mind. All you could think about was Zuko and you.
You were from a noble family. You knew servants gossiped it was inevitable, but never like this. Never about you, and never in such detail.
Yet somehow, that made the burn of embarrassment settle into something deeper… something harder to ignore.
•••
As the sun set, you went outside to clear your mind but that didn’t help. With each servant or guard you passed, you found yourself wondering who had witnessed you and Zuko’s more…intimate moments.
You couldn’t even be mad. The two of you had been reckless when it came to your desires.
As the warm wind brushed against your cheeks, familiar hands gently wrapped around your waist. Your body subconsciously relaxed into him.
“Hey, beautiful.” Zuko trailed kisses up your neck. You smiled, tilting your head to give him more access until you noticed the guard across the courtyard. You took a sharp breath and gently pushed him away.
“We shouldn’t do this here,” you whispered, looking down in shame.
Zuko tilted his head, confused. “What’s the matter?” You sighed, taking his hand and leading him back inside to your bedroom.
After explaining the fiasco from earlier in the day, Zuko sat in front of you in silence. His cheeks held a faint pink tint as he sank into thought.
“I never thought about anyone hearing us. I’m sorry if I embarrassed you…”
“No, I— ugh. In the moment, I was ashamed and embarrassed I could barely move. Akani had to come to my defense, but… I don’t know.” You dragged your hands down your face, trying to find the right words.
Zuko chuckled softly, reaching out to take your wrist. You looked at him with a pout.
“Listen, if you’re bothered by what they think, I can have them dismissed while we participate in our…activities.”
You laughed, shaking your head. “No need. It’s just— it was just jarring to hear it firsthand.”
He gave you a gentle smile, cupping your cheek in one hand. You happily leaned into his warmth.
“You know… if they want to listen, let’s give them a show.” He smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye.
You sat there, giving it some thought. You had always been known as a poised, intelligent lady from a noble family— well respected, well mannered. What if word got back to your parents about how undignified you’d been behaving? You would be mortified the next time you visited.
Sex was meant to be shared between partners— husband and wife, not….oh fuck it. You were already married, so what the hell?
A small smile crept onto your lips as you nodded in agreement. Fine, if they wanted to eavesdrop then let them hear EVERYTHING.
•••
From late that night into the early morning, you spent hours tangled together, making love. Your sweaty bodies intertwined kissing, biting, pulling, teasing— your lewd sounds echoing faintly through the palace. From the bed to the floor, the balcony to the wall, neither of you stopped until exhaustion finally claimed you both, and you fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
The next morning, you woke with a soft smile, draped across your husband’s chest, the two of you tangled in sheets on the floor.
“Morning, sleepy head,” he murmured, a smile tugging at his lips though his eyes remained closed.
“I’m hungry… wanna eat?” He nodded lazily.
Your morning had been perfect so far. You dressed yourself in quiet before joining him for breakfast.
It was simple but divine light fish with rice, fresh fruit, and hot tea. The two of you spoke easily, drifting from meetings, to the New Year’s Festival, to whatever leisure the day might allow. You were happy (sore) and completely worry free.
Your handmaiden, Akani, entered the dining area, your ladies just behind her.
“Good morning, my lady. My lord,” she greeted, bowing gracefully.
You smiled. “Morning, Akani. Morning, girls.”
There was a small silence, her gaze lingered a moment too long before she straightened. A faint, almost knowing smile tugging at her lips.
“I trust you both slept well?”
You opened your mouth to answer, then paused. Something in her tone made it clear she knew. She always knew.
Your eyes narrowed slightly. “…we did.”
A quiet shuffle came from behind her one of your ladies suddenly very interested in the floor. Akani continued smoothly, “I’ve taken the liberty of having your chambers thoroughly refreshed this morning.”
Your brow lifted. “Refreshed?”
“Yes, my lady.” A beat. “Very thoroughly.”
Heat rushed to your face, your hand instinctively lifting toward your neck only to freeze when you felt the faint tenderness there. Beside you, Zuko picked up his cup suddenly taking interest in his tea swirling around. You turned your head just enough to catch the faintest hint of red creeping up his ears.
They heard. Good.
Akani’s eyes flicked between you both, entirely too composed. “May I speak freely?” You nodded in approval.
“I do hope your shared enthusiasm did not leave you both too fatigued for the day ahead.”
You pressed your lips together, fighting a smile. Zuko however, straightened slightly, setting his cup down with forced calm.
“Thank you for your concern. We are perfectly capable of attending our duties.”
There was a brief pause then, almost imperceptibly, his chin lifted just a fraction. You bit the inside of your cheek, barely containing your amusement.
Akani inclined her head. “Of course, my lady.” She reached forward to adjust your hairpiece, that same knowing smile lingering, before bowing and taking her leave. You leaned back slightly in your seat, finally letting your satisfied smile slip free as you reached for your tea.
God, he’s so cute. His cheeks flushed a bright red and his glasses slightly fogged from his soft pants of nervousness, the tent in his pants very visible with an obvious wet spot growing larger by the second. You smile at his question, caressing his arm soothingly with reassurance. He stands over you on his knees and you under him laying down with no clothes, waiting for him to begin undressing.
“Of course it is ‘min. But are you ready?” You ask, seeing him bite his lip in hesitation and anticipation. He nods slowly as he moves his hand down to unbuckle his pants.
You stop him for a moment, your hand on top of his. “We don’t have to do this Armin, if you’re too nervous we can wait another day.” You say with a soft voice before he responds with continuing to take off his belt and pulling down his pants to reveal his boxers to her, his cock throbbing and twitching inside of them.
“No, I-I want to do this,” He replied, his hands moving to the hem of his shirt and pulling it off to reveal his toned chest. “If I don’t do it now, I never will.”
You sigh, knowing how stubborn he can be but you trust his words. You lean forward to press your hand against his bulge, making him jump slightly and let out a soft whimper, his hips bucking into your hand instinctively. You smile and rubs slowly, causing a spew of whimpers and soft moans to escape his lips before you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers.
“Can I take them off, ‘min?” You ask softly, looking up at him as he fixes his glasses, nodding. You finally pull down his pants to have his cock spring free, slapping against his thigh which makes you let out a soft gasp and makes him cover his face in embarrassment.
“I-I’m sorry!” He stammers, his face redder and his body trembling. You don’t say anything, your hand wrapping around his cock and stroking slowly which makes him gasp. Hes average size, and his tip is a nice red color that’s leaking precum on your nice sheets, but you don’t care, all your focused on is the throbbing cock in your hand.
“You’re really well kept ‘minnie. Your cock is so pretty.” You whispers, your pussy getting wetter by the second as you hear his whines and moans coming out continuously. He doesn’t even acknowledge the comment, his eyes closed and thrusting his cock in and out of your hand.
“You ready for the real thing Armin?” You smirk, making him swallow and nod, gently spreading your legs and moving closer. He looks at your leaking pussy, seeing how it clenches around nothing and your clit peaking through and throbbing. His cock twitches in anticipation as you guide him closer until he presses the head of his cock against her entrance, gathering your wetness. “Just go slow, take your time…” He hears you say, making him concentrate and nod with a determined expression.
He slowly pushes inside, immediately letting out a choked gasp when he pushes the head of his cock inside, feeling your tightness enveloping around his cock. You let out a soft moan, looking up at him before looking at where they’re connected. “Fuck, Armin…” He groans softly at your soft moan, pushing more of himself inside until he’s about halfway, pausing and letting out a high-pitched whimper when he feels you clench around him, causing a wave of pleasure to pulse through him. He looks down and sees your eyes closed and her head back, your pussy clenching around him tightly as his cock stretches you out.
“Baby, are you o-okay?” He asks through shaken breaths, holding your trembling thighs. You nod, only to let out a louder moan when he puts your legs over his shoulders and pushes in deeper until hes all the way inside of you, his cock pulsing and your pussy quivering around him. “Fuck…” he curses quietly, trying to hold himself back from cumming so early.
“C-can I move yet?” He stutters out while his hips jerk forward slightly in excitement at finally losing his virginity, especially to his beautiful girlfriend. “Yes… please start moving ‘min…” you pant out, looking down at him as he begins to start moving. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you is unreal, the force of his cock driving in and out of you and his moans and whimpers falling from his lips makes everything more intense.
As soon as he finds a rhythm he moves faster, constantly looking down at your gaping cunt taking him in invitingly. The room fills with his continuous moans and whimpers filled with curses and your moans blending with his. His hips slap against your ass with the force of his thrusts, making you cry out in pleasure that hardens his cock impossibly more.
“F-Fuck, you feel so good—!” He growls, increasing his pace faster and harder. You arch your back in pleasure, your breasts bouncing with each ruthless thrust. He leans forward, sliding your legs down to wrap around his waist, letting him get deeper and press against your g-spot. You cry out, throwing your head back to reveal your neck which he immediately latches onto, kissing and biting down with eagerness. “Can’t take it… y-you just feel so fucking good,” he mutters out, his balls tightening as his orgasm approaches but he holds back for you, wanting to wait until you cum first. He reaches between your legs to rub your clit harshly with his thumb, making you whine and clench around him, your pussy getting wetter with each thrust.
“Cum for me baby… please,” He pants out, moving harder to chase his release. You moan out, your arms moving around his neck and nails digging into his back that makes him groan that turns into a whimper in pain and pleasure. He kisses you messily, feeling you clench around him before you moan loudly into his mouth, a gush of your orgasm coating his cock. He whines, his hips stuttering from the feeling of you cumming on his cock that causes a tingling feeling in his stomach which he knows is the feeling of his orgasm approaching rapidly. He breaks the kiss, looking down at you as he pushes himself as deep as he can go, letting out a loud whimper as his orgasm crashes over him. You gasp as you feel his hot cum spurting into you, the sensation warm and inviting.
He finally lets out the last spurts of his cum, panting heavily into your neck as he slowly pulls out, letting his cum trickle out of you with a soft sigh.
“D-Did I do good...?” He murmurs breathlessly before leaning down to kiss her deeply, pushing his tongue in with a quiet moan. You nod tiredly, pulling back to give him a small smile. “You were perfect.”
He smiles in relief, kissing your lips quickly before reluctantly letting go to grab a washcloth from the bathroom and cleaning you up silently. He occasionally kisses your inner thighs as he finishes cleaning you up before wrapping his arms around you, both drifting off to sleep with small smiles on your faces.
A/N- Bro im not feeling too creative rn but i wanted to get something out at some point 😔 This was obvi no condom but WRAP IT UP GUYS‼️🫵🏾
pussydrunk antics. nerd!armin is a muuunnnchhhh. reader’s thick & a woc.
the second armin took your lace panties off, he started panting like he’d just ran a marathon.
you were already laying on your back, skirt bunched up around your waist, brown plush thighs parted like a promise—and he just stared.
big blue eyes blinked down at your glistening pussy like it held all the answers to his questions.
his breath hitched. glasses low. cerise lips parted.
“c-can i…?”
you grinned, slow and giggly. “‘min, you don’t have t’ask. jus’ do it.”
armin blinked once more. his eyes trailed down from your face to your sappy pussy again.
he gulped, leaning slowly before he dived in like a madman.
he gripped your plush thighs like he needed to anchor himself and licked a long, shaky stripe up your folds like he was trying to taste everything in one pass.
“mmhhffuuckkk…”
his moan came deep from the chest—desperate, breathy, as his tongue rolled over your clit and back down. he sucked. slurped. dragged his mouth through the mess like a man obsessed.
you gasped. hips jerked. one of your legs instinctively hooked over his shoulder while the other was pressed into your tits.
armin moaned pathetically into your pussy. and it only turned you on more.
“mmhn—am,” he whimpered, nose pressed to your mound, chin soaked. “n-need it soooo bad, please—y-you taste so good, baby—gimme m-more,”
the vibrations from his muffled words sent shivers through your spine.
you were moaning loud now, head tilted back, fingers twisted in the sheets and in his hair while your thighs trembled. your back arched hard with every stroke of his tongue.
and armin was losing it. he was rutting into the bed—actively thrusting into the mattress, whimpering into your sweet ‘n sappy pussy, his moans muffled and wet.
“‘min—haah! baby slow d-down, i-i can’t—”
“yes you c-can,” he begged, licking circles around your clit while he squeezed your thigh. “jus’ one more, please—jus’ o-one, wanna feel you cum on my mouth—please…”
“mfhh—armin!” your voice cracked as your orgasm hit like a truck, your body twitching under his mouth, the cry that left you paralyzed. toes curled, eyes rolled back.
overstimulated. mind-fucked.
armin’s mouth and chin were soaked with your slick. he slurped your juices up like a caveman.
and he didn’t stop. he just kept going.
“nnghh—‘minnie, p-please, too much,” you gasped, hand pushing at his head.
but he whimpered again, even louder, tongue still gliding and lips still sucking like he was chasing a high.
“a-again, ffuck—jus’ one more—c-can feel it, please give me another—”
“ohmygoddd, ‘min, m’cumming—!”
you came again. white-hot pressure hit you like a train—cream coated your walls and armin’s tongue as he lapped on it. your thighs twitched, voice ribbon-wet and broken, your entire body locked up like the orgasm was dragging your soul out.
you felt his breath hitch, his moans wetter now, erratic, and—
you looked down through half-lidded eyes and a fucked-out brain.
armin was still grinding into the bed.
grey sweatpants soaked through. eyes squeezed shut. his glasses fogged and askew. his face still buried between your legs while he whined, soft and high, humping like a bitch in heat.
“mhmhhnn—s’too much, f-ffuuck, i—m’gonna—!”
he gasped as he came in his pants. untouched. glasses crooked. lips still messing with your pussy as his whole body shuddered like it was too much to take.
ropes of his cum painted his boxers as he whined.
smiling at the sight, your head hit the bed shortly after. chest still heaving up and down, your thighs twitched around him and beneath his touch.
armin was panting hard. he lifted his head slowly from your legs, crawling forward to you on the bed.
his head fell into your shoulders, panting softly. he locked his arms around your waist, kissing your jaw and neck lazily.
you smiled as you tugged on his curls, lazy and gentle.
“you’re such a munch, ‘min.”
he smiled against your skin.
“can’t help it. just love the way you taste.”
srsly dnt leave me around armin cuz you’ll need 5 different police departments and wanda to surgically remove my tongue from his cheeks 🤣 nerd!min is a munch ion make the rules.
zuko with a marriage kink... like this man is holding your hand and kissing your ring finger right before he fills you up, stupid little smile on his face when you beg him for more - "just as my wife commands"
The morning light filters through your bedroom, causing you to wake up slowly. You look around, immediately trying to feel for Megumi’s rough body, but all you feel is the cold sheets.
You sit up, running your fingers through your hair before stretching your arms, fully waking up. You hear noises coming from the bathroom and assume it’s Megumi getting ready to go on a mission, which is something that’s routinely since he always wakes up before you.
As you fully wake you hear the sound of running water coming from the sink and realize Megumi’s brushing his teeth. After a while of the water running and the sound of his toothbrush rubbing against his teeth you hear him spit and turn off the water. You look over at the door to see him walking in the room, only wearing sweatpants where you can obviously see his bulge appear.
“Morning,” You mumble, smiling at him as he walks over and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, a muffled, “Morning” coming from his lips so deep that your whole body tingles, especially your core.
Megumi’s hand moves to grip her chin gently, his slender fingers caressing her cheeks as he looks at her with a smirk.
You can’t help but looking at his sleepy tousled hair and his soft half-lidded eyes staring down at you. You feel heat creeping up all over your body, making your pussy grow wetter in your thin panties, causing a dampness to pool in your underwear.
He leans down to kiss you deeply, causing you to moan softly in the kiss. You hold onto his shoulders as he pushes his tongue deep into her mouth, moving a hand down to feel you damp panties which earns him a pleased mewl in the kiss from you, your hips bucking into his two fingers.
He chuckles, pulling back from the kiss and slipping his hand in your underwear, rubbing his middle finger against your slit which elicits a whimper from your mouth. He chuckles mockingly, moving to whisper, “Tell me what you want sweetheart, let me know before I leave.” You whine, looking up at him with a desperate look before begging in a desperate plea, “Please ‘gumi… want your mouth….”
Your begging makes his cock twitch in his sweatpants, his eyes darkening with lust before grabbing you and pushing you to lay on the bed. You look up at his muscular chest, loving how bulky he’s gotten since they’ve met, his arms have gotten bigger, his pecs and abs looking as if they were made from the gods themselves, they make her mouth water in anticipation as well as her pussy, throbbing and clenching around nothing.
He groans at the sight, pushing your legs back against your chest and rubbing her clit with his thumb, causing you to squirm. He looks up at you with those beautiful blue eyes, his lashes long and pleasing. His gaze remains unwavering, his fingers moving her panties to the side, revealing her wet pussy.
“Fuck, you’re dripping,” he murmurs reverently, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to her clit that’s peaking out, her breath hitching in response.
He takes a long lick up, making you shiver before he pushes his tongue deeper into your entrance, feeling your tight walls while his lips wrapping around your clit and sucking firmly while keeping his gaze up at you. Your back arches and your legs tremble, your hands finding their way to his hair and gripping harder, making him grunt and hold onto your shaking thighs.
“‘g-gumi—! Fuck~ don’t stop~” You pant out, your breathing ragged and uneven as he slurps and spits on your cunt, getting it wetter. “Fuck Sweetheart, you taste—mmph— so fucking good…” He groans in your sopping cunt, slurping up all your juices as he grips your thighs tightly, feeling her clit twitch and your cunt clench as you grow closer.
“Gonna cum Sweetheart? C’mon… cum on my face…”
You choke on a sob, your hips jerking forward as he stimulates your clit to overstimulation, his moans vibrating inside you that makes your eyes roll back and breast bounce from the movement.
Your body stiffens before you cry out his name, pulling his hair as you cum on his face and he grunts, cumming on himself and swallowing down your juices until you push him back from overstimulation. He lifts up, his face covered in your juices and his face flushed pink from cumming on himself and staining his sweatpants.
“You alright Angel?” He asks, rubbing your thighs soothingly as you come down from your high, your gaze filled with bliss and satisfaction with your legs still twitching from your intense orgasm. You nod, humming when he leans down and kisses you softly, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. He carefully cleans you up, making sure you’re alright before tucking you in.
“I’ll see you when I’m back from my mission, but first I have to change out these pants and shower; again.” He groans, making you chuckle before kissing his cheek.
“You can hold off awhile, can’t you?” You ask, making him chuckle before getting in bed with you.
“I guess I could be a little late.”
A/N- sigh, it’s been awhile but I’m back and may start doing it often. I wrote this one quick so hopefully this will satisfy y’all💗
Content Warning. 18+, Cock slapping, handjob (Male rec), blowjob (Male rec), mouth stuffing with panties, excessive precum and cum, brief mentions of cockring and fernum piercing (below the head of the penis), submissive Choso, mean reader, NO USE OF Y/N, teasing, edging, cumming in mouth, mention of later marathon.
Word Count. 685
SMACK
Another smack fills the room and a muffled whimper follows after.
You chuckle, stroking him firmly with two hands after slapping his cock that makes a wet, sloppy noises and grunts coming from his mouth that’s stuffed with your soaked panties. His disheveled face flushed red and his raven hair out of place and wet with sweat.
B-Baby please…” He huffs out desperately as his hips buck into your hands. You sigh and pull back, watching his cock weeping precum and leak onto his fernum piercing which makes him throb harshly. His balls tighten and draw up against his cock ring that squeezes his cock.
His sobs and whines, throwing his head back after being edged for so long without getting his sweet release.
“What did I tell you about moving your hips Cho?” You scold gently, watching his cock bob and leak. The head of his cock red and angry from the edging you continue to give him. He whines and begs against your panties stuffed deep into his mouth, tears filling his eyes from the overstimulation.
A smile plays on your lips, sucking the tip of his cock for a moment before pulling back once again that elicits a pained, desperate wail.
“Will you be a good boy Cho?” You tease, making him nod vigorously. You finally give in when seeing his puppy eyes that tell you how desperate he really is, taking the panties out his mouth and leaning closer to suck the head of his cock which earns a pathetic whine from his lips, his eyes fluttering close and his balls drawing up to keep himself from cumming without permission.
You moan around his cock, taking him deeper until he hits the back of your throat, a throaty moan escaping his mouth in pleasure, his head falling back and his eyes fluttering close with his mouth agape.
“Holy shit baby,” He pants out, his abs clenching and his body grows hotter from the feeling of your mouth on him.
You swirl your tongue around his cock, licking every ridge and vein that throbs inside your warm, moist mouth. You’re sure that the neighbors can hear his constant loud whimpering that occurs almost every week. The room fills with stuffy air and your insistent slurping and sucking around his cock, making it sloppy and messy as he thrusts desperately.
“F-fuck! Baby it… ngh!” *He cries out, his hips thrusting desperately. He doesn’t care about the consequences, he just wants to cum all over you, mark you as his.
You moan around his twitching cock, your saliva mixed with his sappy precum that drips down onto his balls and cleanly shaved pubic hair.
He slowly shoves his cock deep into your mouth and down your throat, causing you to but keeps your head still. “Just like that baby… y-you’re so good… mmgh…” *He whispers breathlessly, looking at her apologetically as he continues his thrusts that stretches your mouth open.
You look up at him with big eyes, making him gasp and whimper like a bitch in heat, his thrusts becoming harsher and faster, not able to get enough of your mouth as he pounds into your mouth wirh renewed vigor. “‘m gonna cum… P-please baby… lemme cum in your mouth…” He groans out, not waiting for an answer and thrusting harder, his moan getting louder and more pathetic as he feels his balls tighten up again, ready to finally cum.
He grunts before gasping in pleasure, finally feeling his cum spurt out and deeply lodged in your throat. You gag at the suddenly feeling before drinking down his cum eagerly, moving your hand down to squeeze his balls and milk him, making him whine and spurt more cum out and down your awaiting throat.
After a few moments he relaxes, slowly pulling his softening cock out of your mouth. He pants shakily and shyly, watching as you hum and swallow the last bit of cum before looking up at him with a sly grin.
“Ready to go again?” You speak out cheekily, making him tense and look down at you then his now semi-hard cock.
This is gonna be a long night.
A/N- I know this was short but this is my first one so i’m dippin’ my tit into the water
