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contents: 18+, MDNI, various!jjk characters x reader, smut, explicit sexual content, NON-CON, non-consensual anal sex, ball gag, dark content!
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"Haa," Choso gasps, head thrown back as he thrusts his hips forward into yours. "I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry. I had to, I had to, I'm so sorryâ" he keeps babbling as he pulls back before pushing in again.
You're on your hands and knees, sobbing through the ball gag in your mouth. Big, fat tears roll down your cheeks as he slides in and out of your asshole, fucking you full as he holds you down by your hips. With every cry, spit drips from your pried-open lips and soaks the sheets below.
"You just looked so â fuck â so pretty, I-I couldn't hold back," Choso continues, panting as he practically whimpers the words out. "I couldn't not fuck your tight little hole; you know that right? You know I couldn't help it?"
You sob again, slobbering all over the ball gag. Choso groans, hips stilling as his pelvis comes flush with yours. "Don't clench around me like that," he gasps. "I-I'll finish way too soonâ"
But you can't help it; your chest heaves as you sob again, asshole tightening around his cock as spittle flies from your mouth. He lets out another moan, pace quickening, rhythm stuttering. "F-fuck baby, I'm not gonna be able to hold back, c-can I cum inside?" But he's already cumming â it doesn't matter your answer. You can feel his dick twitching inside you, emptying himself deep inside your stretched hole. He orgasms with a pathetic moan, and then he's collapsing beside you, dragging you into his arms as he wraps you up.
You're inconsolable, sobbing loudly as he unbuckles the ball gag and lets it drop to the mattress.
He tucks you under his chin, rapid breath fluttering your hair. "I'm sorry," he says again, deep voice cracking with emotion. "I'm sorry, baby; I'm sorry I hurt you."
And you've got no fight in you to push him away. So you just let him hold you, disgusted with yourself because you couldn't just say no.
Two âx Readerâ / âYNâ characters with two fictional characters and each reader has her own story / scenario??? Spicy? Yes. Explicit? Exclusively. Long? Fuck yeah.
Warning: CNC, dubcon, somnophilia, implied drugging, raw sex
Choso slowly crept into your room. Moving past your discarded clothes and something that fell but you were too lazy to pick up. Lifting up your layered sheets and sliding himself, one leg at a time, into your bed. Heâs careful not to disturb you.
Choso feels accomplished. A disturbingly held back smile plastered on his face. Cheeks tinting red as you shift slightly and press into his warm body. He was getting hotter by the second. Slowly heâs moving his big hand up your body. Lightly feeling up your thigh, over your hip, under your shirt. Your slanted breast scooped into his hand. His breath right down your neck, huffing your scent. Always sweet, always the same. Your night time perfume was his absolute favorite fragrance, heâs stolen one of your bottles. And sprayed it on each of the other items heâs stolen from you.
As his hand played with your poking nipple, his penis began to poke as well. Stiffening under his thin pajamas. The tip peeking over the waist band. Long and slender, aching to be touched. âFuck,â Heâs whispering under his breath. âI need you so bad, so bad baby.â His hip twitches, needy to gain some friction to his shaft. âI can be inside you tonight?â He asked as if waiting for an answer when in actuality heâs just playing out some sick fantasy. He turns on his back to pull down his bottoms, cock springing out, up and alert. âYouâd let me inside you, right? Weâve both been so good, we deserve it. I deserve it. Been such a good boy for you.â His hands on his own cock, stroking while sniffing you. His nose just brushing the back of your neck.
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You donât wake up, you donât stir, you barely even move as you breathe. How many nights has he done this? How many times had he whimpered and begged right behind your ear? Stroking his dick fast and mean. Fingers wrapped tight around his girth, moving up and down like a machine. âIâll fuck you so good one night. Make u cum so much.â Choso promises. His hips give you a phantom thrust. âI wonât even drug you no more. Wonât- haah- need to- ngghhh.â Heâs cum in your bed so much, you practically change your sheets everyday. And heâd watch you. Watch you stuff the washer with your load of filthy sheets. Avoiding eye contact with him as you press start and run off to your bedroom. And he love it, loves making you sleep in his mess. Loves tucking you back in with his thick, spunky cum absorbed into the silky sheets. Heâd aim to cum multiple times on your back/ass, the top sheet and sometimes, if heâs careful enough, heâd spurt right onto your pillow. Heâll wipe his messy hands over your thighs. Mix it with your wet cunt. Your cunt thatâs heâs trained to awaken right when slips his body right behind yours. Thatâs why you lean into him. Not just in the bedroom. Youâve been real cuddly with him since his nightly visits. His touch so familiar and gentle. You practically stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
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Choso gets closer. âOpen ya legs baby.â He lifts your leg by scooping your thigh. His other hands worms its way under your waist and reach to your clit. His long, cold fingers spark your nerves. Clit jumping to be touched. âSo hot.â Heâs nipping your neck. Soft nibbles, light licks, shuddered breath. Heâs drooling in your hair. This tip of his fingers rubbing your burning clit. His neglected cock, jumps between your open legs. âShould taste you.â He shudders, licking around his lips. Your slippery folds stick to his throbbing penis. Your tight vagina quivering and Trying to catch his tip. âFuck it.â Choso pulls back and crawls under the sheets. Moving u to lay on your back, laying himself on his stomach with his face right above your delicacy. Trapped under the weight of the blankets and your legs. He bites your inner thigh and you jolt.
Your eyes jump awake. You gasp loudly feeling something touching you under the covers. Lifting the sheets hurriedly you see Choso between your thighs. Mouth just opening to latch on your clit. âWhat are you doing?â You ask, falling back into your bed when you felt the suction of his mouth. You try to move your hips but he wasnât having it. Choso holds onto you tightly, wrapping his arms around your thick thighs. Making sure he canât leave the taste of you. He huffs, sucking harder, tongue being messy. âChoso, no, Iâm not-â You writhe under him. You still felt drowsy, too tired to push him away. âGet off.â You gasped. Breathing heavily as your body turns hot. Your blood rushing through your body as your hormones ignite. Choso hums in response. Satisfied in the indulgence of your sweet cunt. He could never stop himself. His hips rut into your bed, stimulating his cock on your mattress. Your legs lock around his head, pelvis grinding on his face. He was good, really good. âPlease! Please!â Begging for nothing. Cunt fluttering in his mouth, you were close. âCome on baby. Wanna swallow your mess.â Heâs mumbling. Tongue circling your hole, his finger rubbing your clit. The double sensation makes your back bow. Nails clawing into the sheets, breath gasping. You stutter, unsure if youâre trying to say something or moan all together. Choso groans watching as you resist and hold onto the orgasm.
Your thighs squeeze his head. A broken cry coming from your mouth. You body convulses, hips raise and he doesnât stop. Rubbing your clit faster, tongue darting in and out, scooping all your squirting arousal. In a haste his mouth pops off your pussy, crawling up your body to smash his lips on yours. You could taste your own essence mixed with his saliva. His tongue in your mouth, sloppily kissing you with fervor. His body slotted between your legs, hasty hands pushing his pants down to his knees and aiming his cock right at your hole. In a single thrust heâs balls deep. Stretching you to his shape and swallowing your cries. He wastes no time and pumps a small load inside of you. Prematurely cumming, fucking his light load deep inside you. Your bodies move against each other, awkwardly trying to find a pace and rhythm. His hands pulls yours next to your head. Fingers entangled and pinned. âFuck!â He grunts into your mouth. Your legs bounce in the air as heâs slamming his pelvis against yours. Thighs burning from his body between them, cunt stretched to accommodate his long shaft. He pushes his body up, breaking your kiss. A long string of aliva stretching between your lips until it breaks and falls down your chin. âHah! Hngh! Cho!â Choso looks down, shifting his hips to hit at a better angle. Watching your cunt eat up his enlarged dick. Your wet cunt smacked with his bush. Your clit roughed by its texture. âThank you baby.â He huffs, sinking into your neck. âChoso, youâre being, too rough.â You complain, every other word knocked out of your mouth by his thrust. Tears falling down your face. He bucks harder. âSorry,â he doesnât slow down. âNeed this.â He said as if itâs valid explanation. Your hands squeeze his as you brace through each thrust. Grunting in discomfort as each jabbing thrust shocks your nerves, sending strong electrical pulse through your body. A conflicting intensity of pleasure and pain. Under your jaw, Chosoâs whining like itâs not enough. Biting onto your neck, clenching his teeth into your skin. Leaving heavy bite marks, bruised blotches and saliva.
Another load. His paces faltering, getting sloppy and uncoordinated as heâs fucking through his own orgasm. Echoed plops slowing down to rough grinding smacks. He chokes on his moans while you shiver. Your orgasm was just so close you nearly came undone as he spilled into you. When he finally stops you try to pick your hips up but his weight stops you. Heâs heaving heavily over your body. Puffs of air fogging into the room. He doesnât pull out yet. Doesnât want to. So when he sits up, he holds onto your hips. Keeping you stuffed and still while he reaches behind himself and pull his pants completely off. The sheets pushed to the edge of the bed. He reaches to your shirt and rips it apart. The flimsy fabric easily tearing. Choso scoots impossibly closer, grinding his tip at your cervix. âCho- im tired.â You try to deter him. âNot done. Wanna ruin you. You can take it. Just enjoy it, enjoy me.â He pulls out slightly, a couple inches, just before heâs pushing right back inside you. Soft and gentle as he recollects himself, forcing himself to continue through his own sensitivity. Still as hard as before, squeezed by your fluttering wall. You grab his waist, halting him. âI canât. Itâs wrong.â Protesting against his actions. But it doesnât discourage Choso. He shakes his head no. âI have you. And I want you. Donât make me stop again.â He warns you. His words soft and a little desperate.
Choso withdraws his dick and sinks it back in. You shudder. Finger nails digging into his waist as you attempt to find sanity in his insanity. Almost trying to pull him out of his own self inflicted trance. He finds a steady rhythm, not fast or slow, but enough to keep you both hot and pleasured. Your fingers began to loosen their grip on his sweaty body. Eventually finding the mattress and scuffing the sheets. âFeels so good baby. Right?â He asks for encouragement. Your lips bitten back by your teeth, hiding your moans from his ears. âSo soft and perfect. Warm and tight.~ You drive me so crazy.â Heâs rambling now, getting all his affection out before heâs too blissed out to speak. Your sticky bodies squish and squelch. Your breast bouncing softly to rhythm of his plunging cock. His eyes dark and lustful as he stares down at you. His pale face flushed in a pink hue. Hair disheveled and damp from his sweat. He was cute, yeah, but it doesnât excuse the fact that this was all his will. It was his intention to get you like this. To torture your body for weeks until he deemed it time to claim you.
âAnswer me baby. Tell me how you feel. How do I make you feel? How you want it?â Heâs going a little faster. You tense up. How could you be enjoying this? Choso stops, surprisingly. He leans down and smooths his hand over your face. âShh, donât think, baby. Just feel, Iâm here.â His forehead is pressed to yours. His hands roam your body, pulling you from your thoughts as he kneads your chest. He pecks your lips softly then pushes your perky nipples In his mouth. Nibbling on your sensitive buds with his teeth, gnawing on your chest and licking wildly with his tongue. âMmaah~â You let out. Choso smirks. âYeah? My baby likes when I play with her nipples?â He hooks the bend of his elbow under your knee and hoists it up. Allowing for deeper penetration. But he still doesnât move. Your walls twitching around his shaft. Choso groans, feeling you tighten and release. Mouth still attached to your nipples like a starving baby.
Your chest itâs covered in his love. Unpatterned spots from your neck down to your breast. âChoso, youâre marking me.â You point out. âBecause youâre mine.â He justifies. âBeen mine.â His paces starts again. Long and deep punches into your cervix. You push him and he pins your arm. âDonât run.â He has you flexed. One leg over his shoulder and one arm pinned to the mattress. Heâs pounding you into the bed. Your eyes rolling into your skull. âChoso, youâre so deep!â You cry. âI know! Iâm gonna fill you up, deep inside! Nghh!~â the pleasure mushing your mind. Pathetic whines whimpered out of your mouth. Heâs bouncing on you. You clamp down, so close. You turn your head. Ashamed to even look at him as your climax approaches. He watches you turn away, your shame all over your face. So he lets you go. Your thigh falls to the mattress and your arm freed from his heavy weight. Choso scoops his strong arms around your back and lifts you into his lap. âWhat are you doing?â You grab onto his shoulders. âLook at me. Donât look anywhere else, just me.â Hips jumping up inside you. Using his strength to bounce you up and down. Eyes burning with an intense desire to watch you crumble. âI love you.â He breathes over your lips. âNo.â You mumble, refusing his confession. âI do.â He affirms. He leans over, reaching the headboard behind you. The bed begins to groan. He fucks you till you feel raw. Harsh plunges causes your head to fall back but he quick to snap you back. âAhh, haah, hsss!â You grip his shoulder blades tighter. Nails digging into him, small crescent and abrasions left on him. âYes, louder. Feel me!â He holds you closer. Chest to chest. You convulse. A uncontrollable shake. âGood girl.â He compliments. âMy good girl, cum for me.â He praises you. You legs lock around his back, desperately trying to rub your clit on his base. Chasing the release heâs building inside you. Your saturated walls constrict his dick, squeezing and swelling tighter than before. His eyes locked on yours, both faces erotic. And just so fast, youâre falling. Falling into ecstasy, falling into your bed, falling for him. Choso holds you, sweaty bodies sticking and slicking together as heâs chasing your orgasm with his dick. Riding you until you still. You both collapse into the bed. Choso doesnât stop, heâs right behind you in the race to finish. âMe next, shit! Gonna fill you up, like I promised.â Heâs using you at the point. Fucking into you like a doll. âClose, just a little- ugh!â And youâre feeling it. His hot cum spilling into your womb. His lips capture yours. Kissing you with such intensity you begin to feel overwhelmed. Drooling rolling down his jaw.
âMaah, hmmmm~â you said between the kiss. Choso keeps moving his hips, grinding deep. Your pussy leaking both orgasms. âThank you. Thank you.â He repeats. Your arms slink further around his neck as he cradled your cheek. Nose dragging over your skin. Teeth nipping your earlobe. âLetâs stay like this, all night.â He whispers in your ear. Then plants a small kiss on your cheek before nuzzling into your neck. His dick softening inside you. The heat of sex wearing off in your skin, goosebumps freckle your arms and legs as the room gets colder. You shiver and Choso grunts. âDonât worry baby.â He shifts, slowly sitting on his knees. Focused on keeping you plugged up with his soft cock. He reaches back for the blankets and you jerk your hips. Cock leaving your warmth. He reacts fast, twisting back to you and staring as his spunk drips from your hole. Wasting onto your sheets. You sigh, eyes fluttering, feeling it release. Choso stares, almost like he was watching a horror movie. âItâs leaking out.â He whines. He pulls the blankets over you and lays beside you. âWe can do it again.â He says, wrapping his arm over your waist.
You'd take any ride at this point. Desperate to get anywhere, you'd jump in anyone's car.
Warning: RAPE - Sorry; Non-con; Piss kink; Uncleaned bodies; Just a bunch of run on sentences and unpolished work. Good luck!
You screamed from your orgasm. {YANDERE} didnât stop, thrusting in and out, back and forth. He fucks you through it. Seething through his teeth as Your pussy quivers and squirts around his shaft. No one dares interrupt you both. The small bathroom echos the claps of your connecting bodies. You beg and whine, overwhelmed by his cock.
Youâve met {YANDERE} three hours ago. Walking down a long road, thumb up to any car and truck that passes. Your pack was light, very light. Your phone dead and your feet were aching for rest. When he pulled over for you, you were intimidated at first. A man in an old car, a heap of trash on the floor and it smelled of 55 packs of cigarettes. But your body moved faster than your brain. You thanked him as you jumped in the car. Pushing clutter to the side with your feet. He picks up his cup and sips through the straw watching as you try to get comfortable. Once youâre buckled in he starts to drive. He didnât ask where you were going, didnât ask your name, didnât say a thing. Just drove the car.
The rest stop he parked in was vacant. It was a strip with some food chains and essential stores. You complained about the bathroom enough times he led you to the store and dragged you to the bathroom. Once you saw the door you ran in. Well you both ran in. He stopped you from closing it and pushed his way inside. âWhat are you doing?â You asked confused. {YANDERE} reaches for his belt and unbuckled his pants. Walking to the toilet and pulling out his penis. You gasped sharply, your eyes catching the way his dick falls out of his pants and underwear. A thick patch of hair at the base. He groans and a long stream hits the water. You turned around to the corner of the bathroom, face flushed in embarrassment. The sound of him peeing made you have to go even more.
As the stream becomes little drops you glance behind yourself. Watching him shake it all out before backing up. âCome.â He says. His dick still out, long and floppy. The tip shining in his piss. You bring your attention to the toilet that has a lot of splash back on the seat. He didnât even flush. âYouâre not gonna clean up?â You asked, maybe he wasnât done completely. He stays quiet, holding onto his exposed penis. U bend over to the toilet handle and try to flush but it doesnât work. And when you look for paper towel or toilet tissue to wipe the seat, there are none. âWhat the fuck.â You suck your teeth. A hint of amusement in {YANDERE'S} eyes. âI need a different bathroom.â You stare at the toilet in repulsion. He steps up to you. âPee, now.â He commands. You shiver, his breath right on your neck. A disgusting feeling crawls up your spine. But you donât go against him. pushing down your pants and underwear to squat over the toilet. Using the handicap pole to hold yourself up. Your heavy stream fills the bathroom next. {YANDERE} stood by the sink watching you. From the corner of your eyes, you could see his shoulders and arms moving. Was he masturbating? You donât even bother to look. Trying to concentrate on holding your form and getting every drop out.
{YANDERE} walks over to the baby station, directly in front of the toilet. Pulls down the stations and leans on it. Stroking up and down his shaft as he stares directly at U. You stop peeing and pull up your pants. Your underwear is awkwardly still down as you tried to cover yourself as fast as you could. {YANDERE} grabs your arm. Yanking you across the bathroom and forcing you to bend over the baby station. He used his own weight to pin you. âWhat are you doing?!â His nails scrapes your skin as he pushes your pants down. "Move and I'll break your legs." He threatens you. On his knees he sticks his face straight into your ass. You cringe, his head shoved into your ass forcing you to stand on your toes. Your Teeth bared as he inhales deeply, and loudly. Lets just say your last wash wasn't recent. You try to step away until he wraps one arm around your thigh. "I like the taste of sluts like you. Could taste your stench, fear and arousal.â He uses his tongue to lick from your piss soaked cunt to your stinky puckered hole. "Y-you're dirty." Words stumbling out of your mouth. He chuckled, nose still deep between your cheeks. "I have a few fetishes." He admits. Pushing one ass cheek to have his tongue reach deeper. slithering right between your folds. He wasn't tasting you for your pleasure but rather his own. Tugging your pants down to your ankles just so he could squeeze his dick between your calf's. Using your legs to stimulate his penis. He groans, thrust stuttering as he buries his face closer. Uncomfortably you squeeze your ass, hoping it'll stop him. Instead, he shakes his head and smack your ass. A gasp caught in your throat cut off by a weird yip. His tongue snaking into your pussy. You react by pushing his head away.
Thatâs wasnt such a good idea. He grabs your hand and twists it behind your back. Your grunt in pain as he twist and pulls, he holds a strong hand over your throat. Fingers digging in to shorten my air intake. his weight over your back to whisper into your ear. âIâll make this clear. I picked you up for only this reason. Youâll ride with me till Iâm ditch u somewhere. Iâll rape this dirty cunt everyday.â Your eyes widened and you scurried frantically. âHelp! Someone help me!â He yanks your neck, fully choking you. âAinât no one special. No one gonna rescue you.â Heâs rutting his hips, angling his thrusts to catch your hole. âIf you ever try to leave me Iâll leave you black and blue. Iâll make sure youâre unrecognizable. Make you a living vegetable and use your body even when youâre, fuck!â His tip pops in, stretching your walls wide.
âIâll make good use of this tight hole.â He punctuates each thrust with his promising words. âFuck, youâre tighter than the last bitch. She didnât last too long. Died on this dick.â He laughs at the last part. His hips clap into your ass like an applause. Thereâs no arousal, lube or preparation, just raw hot friction. Your tight walls could barely take all of him. It was sloppy and unpleasant, even for him. âTsk, dammit.â He slams your head into the changing table and spits on his dick. Fucking his saliva into you. Slowly heâs able to feed your hole with all of his entirety. âFucking, take it.â He grunts with a grin. Pulling both your arms behind your back, resting his weight on your lower back allowing him to bounce on your ass. Tears, spit and snot drool all over your face. âPlease! Itâs painful!â You cry, spit bubbling out your mouth and snot bubbling in your nose. Your cervix punched by his fat tip. {YANDERE} leans over and licks your face. Salty tears and sour boogers on his tongue. âYouâll be so fun. Fun to wreck. Hah, fuck! Needed this dirty pussy. Been so long since I had a treat like you.â His rhythm quickens. Hand reaching to your clit, rubbing sloppily. Did he really think that would do anything? As if that would make you feel good? Your nose overpowered by the scent of piss and old moldy bathroom, your body violated and sullied by him, and your mind could barely think straight. Could you really get out of this? "I'm gonna cum," He announced, groaning behind clenched teeth. You shake your head, not wanting to be loaded with his load.
"My dick must really like you, never cum this quick." He doesn't stop. Cum spilling and flinging all over both your legs. Creaming round his base like a ring. Its a lot, you could feel the warmth flooding inside of you. You cry in discomfort, ashamed and repulsed. "No more." You hiccup. Struggling to get your hands from his grasp. "No, I want to feel you squeeze me. I don't normally do this, but you really turned on a special side of me. More generous. Come on slut, you can cum I give you permission, don't be shy." He taunts. He lets go of your arms and holds onto your hips. Pulling your sore body into his thrusts. He starts moving like he has some sense. Like he knew how to pleasure someone other than himself. His tip was angled to jab a specific spot inside you. A loud and heavy smack to your ass makes you yelp. "Ah!" He does it three more times. Your ass burning hot with his handprint. "I wanna hear you too. Make some noise bitch. They already know what we're doing." He pick up one of your legs and anchors it over the table. His cock reaching deeper, hitting harder and somehow you like it. *SLAP SLAP* "Come on!" Spanking you again, commanding that you make any type of noise so you whimper. "No, louder. You like this dick, drooling on me more than my spit. Moan like you like it!" He grips your hair, yanking your head back. "Wha! Hnn! Please, no! I, I MNNgh!" Your voice uncontained, cracked and rough. He starts cackling, enjoying the look on your face and your pathetic cries. "Yeah scream for me. HAHAH!" His fingers claw down your ass cheeks. Scraping skin under his nails, red biting welts drawn over your body. Heâs quick to catch your hips as you try to slip away.
He wraps his arms around your waist and hips. Holding on as he humps your body like a dog in heat. Pressure building inside you. His tip punching your cervix and filling you out so much you feel like youâll explode. âNo more Mr.nice guy.â The changing table rattles. Rolling his hips to angle his length so precisely you pop. Gushing violently, body shaking and you roar, just for him. Your pussy squeeze his dick, clenching To the beat of your heart. âI believe thatâll get you pregnant.â He softly laughs. Pumping more and more as your body slowly limps under him. You shudder, his fingers reach towards your clit. Working you through your orgasm. âHaa, haa, canât. Haa, nomore.â You pant between your words. {YANDERE} nuzzles into neck. Sift gentle kisses as he mumbles, âI can go on forever.â Then he sucks on your neck. Nibbling into your skin. Fingers still rubbing over your overstimulated clit. Eyes rolling back into your skull. Dick still warming your walls as you squirt. âYaah!â You Yelp, body seizing in his arms. He holds you still, bucking into you and forcing you to endure. Your legs are a mess, cum splattered all over. Even your pants need cleaning. He pulls out, his thick mess spilling before he could pull up your panty. He stuck his teeth. âWasteful.â He comments. He give your ass one final slap. âLet go.â Heâs dragging you out the bathroom. Your pants barely up your ass and you hold onto them as you try not to stumble out the store.
-I havenât written in a while and this is what Iâm able to produce for now. Not my best but I think my brain is making a come back. -
The papers in your hand fall to the floor. Your back pressed against the closed supply closet door. Nanami eats your shriek. Hungrily devouring every sound you make with his own lips. His hands searching for yours, slowly locking his fingers in between yours.
You could hear the phone ringing and the chatter of other workers just behind the door. The sunlight only illuminating the floor under the door. Heâs pressing his body onto yours. His movements are desperate, needy. He wants you bad.
Nanami lets go of one of your hands and raises your thigh. Hooking your leg over his arm, giving him closer access to your cunt. You gasped and heâs so eager to swallow it down his throat. His dick hardening more and more as he listens to your whimpers and pathetic whines. You push at his chest, his grinding getting rough. He groans, stumbling back when you push him harder. Nanami doesnât falter for long, his body back against yours. Lips on your neck.
âNot, here.â You grip his shoulders. He doesnât respond. âSomeone could hear us.â You whisper. âThen be quiet.â He says and sucks a big hicky on your neck.
His hand is undoing your work pants. A pair you begged him to buy as itâs both comfortable and professional. He drops your leg and your pants fall straight to the ground. âStep out.â He instructs you. Not even waiting for both your feet to come out of the pooling pants before heâs hiking up your leg again. His belt pushed at your lips. âBite on it.â You clench the leather between your teeth. His briefs pushed down to expose his dick to the cool closet. It bobs, touching your clit with a soft tap. Youâre nodding, in your own way telling him youâre ready for it.
âIâll be fast, promise.â He kissed your temple and steps into a thrust. Sliding right in, already so deep. Your tight walls expand at his intrusion. âAlready wet.â He comments. Normally Nanami would give you a minute to adjust. His length stretching you every time. He knows how sensitive you are. But he has no time to waste. He thrusts at an awkward pace, trying to find rhythm in his desperate ruts and your tight position. You try to brace yourself, holding you lower back off the door but every time he slams into you, youâre bumping into it. Making it rattle. Heâs groaning again. Or maybe this time itâs a growl. Whatever it was, you shudder at the sound.
Nanami snatches the belt out of your mouth. âSo sorry, ha, I canât- ngh!â Him whimpering and panting over your lips rots your brain. Youâve never experienced him so frenzied. Nanami drops his head, watching his shaft disappear into your tight cavern as his hips move back and forth. Cock glistening even in the dark closet. Your hands find his face, holding his head up to look at you. Right into your dazzling eyes. Your face full of pure pleasure. Heâs speaking into your mouth, complimenting your body with his hushed words. Then following with a capturing kiss. Lips crashing into yours desperate to taste you.
âSuch a good, off-office slut. Letting the one on the big chair, *hiss*-â he pauses. Closing his eyes. Balls twitching, shaft throbbing. âCumming? So soon?â You teased him knowing damn well you had no interest in a second round. âNo.â He says sternly. He pulls out and drops your leg. He was leaking pre. Beads of his white substances slowly dripping down to the ground. Some of it lands on your pants. He turns you around. Your chest pressed against the door, hands clawing at the wood as Nanami lines himself up once again. He leans over to your shoulder. âWhen I finish, youâll be leaking me for the rest of the afternoon.â Nanami whispers into your ear. Heâs so smooth as he wraps his hand around your throat and simultaneously shoves his cock back inside you. Your moan cut off in your throat as he chokes you. His large hand tightens around your neck.
His other hand pushes at your ass, spreading your fat cheeks to see. His view glorious, your vagina sucking his dick in like you were made for it. Drowning his dick in your hot walls. Torturing your cervix with his fat head. He goes faster, harder. Uncontrollable. Fuck, he wished he wasnât in a closet. Wished he could bend you over in his office. Better yet, his bed. âTaking it so, well. You like being a good girl for me?â He asked, craning your head back more just to look at him. He leans in close, âanswer me.â He commands. âYou like doing it in the closet with a co worker.â He doesnât say it as a question. He knows his statement is true. âYouâre my superior.â You squeak out.
Nanamiâs face hold a sick grin. âEven worse. The office bimbo getting fucked her superior. Not for a raise either. Just because, right?â He taunts you. His words are harsh. So many emotions overwhelm you. Embarrassment, lust, pleasure, ⊠He continues talking. âDirty girl likes dirty talk.â His hand climbs up your neck, two long fingers shoved into your mouth. You feel his hips falter but resume at a different angle. You gagged. He hums. Then you feel it. A succumbing brain altering feeling. You no longer cared that there were others behind the door. Your voice raised and pitched. Nanami angles his hips to hit deeper and rougher. He shoves more fingers in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue forcing your mouth to stay open and your moans to be more audible.
âLoud, arenât we?â Nanami jests. His own orgasm right behind yours. Chasing it through your fluttering walls. He watches your eyes roll back and your mouth drool around his fingers. Face wrecked, makeup smudged and legs trembling. He couldnât say nothing. In awe of the vulgarity of you both. In an instant he feels it too. The overwhelming surge that makes him blow instantly. He stills inside you, releasing all of himself into your womb. You cry, feeling the tip pushed deep inside your cunt. Nanami lets out a gravely groan, his breath hitching as your vagina squeezes his dick tight. Cumming so much he was already leaking out of you even while still plugged in your tight hole.
He releases his tight grip. Holding you softer than before as he pulls out slowly. His cock throbs at the exposure to the cold air. So used to your warm cavern that he couldnât help what he did next. Before even a glob of your mixed fluids could get out, he fucks it back into you. Soft and slow but only to get himself off again. His balls are clenching. Another load inside you. So fast you didnât even realize. He glances at his watch then falls on you, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding his head over your shoulder as he just lets go. âEveryone should be on lunch. How about we go home early?â He suggests, rubbing his cheek against yours. âBut, you requested I fin-â; âIâll do it.â He kissed your cheek and stood up. You smiled knowing damn well that you didnât even start what he needed you to finish. Heâll find out later.
Iâve been asked to do romantic ogata and lemme just say, thatâs a good idea.
Now this is all thatâs in my head and have no correlation with the character but this is how I imagine it.
Romantic!Ogata will try to doll you up. He like giving you options for your wardrobe. He tries to match outfits to stay in uniform with each other. Itâs subtle but he likes how noticeable it is to him.
Romantic!Ogata is a real flirt. Constantly whispers in your ear. He likes seeing you blush and hide your face. It makes him smile when you turn away just for him to kiss your cheek and smirk.
Romantic!Ogata love eating with you. He even waits for you to be seated before he starts enjoying the meal you so graciously made. He pours your drink all the time and wipes your face if you make a mess.
Romantic!Ogata who like to recall the first time you two met. Describes every thought he had when he saw your beautiful face. Heâd stare straight into your eyes and pour every sentimental desire he has. -including marriage-
Romantic!Ogata who like talking about a future with you. How he wants to spend the rest of his life with him. And you feed into all his fantasies. Assuring him youâll stick beside him no matter what.
Romantic!Ogata likes spending alone time with you. If youâre around others he just whisk you away. Sneakily, no one would even know or wonder where you two drifted off to. Heâll hold your hand and steal kisses. Using the alone time to be all over you. When youâre along together it can go both ways. Basking in each others embrace or pulling hair and swapping saliva.
Romantic!Ogata doesnât do anything more than leave a few hickies because he respects you. And rather not doing it anywhere that can jeopardize your character or your confidence. He prefers to enjoy the special moment for a special occasion.
Romantic!Ogata defends you at all times. Despite the errors he could see you do no wrong. Heâll support anything you do. He takes no disrespect from anyone and no one shall disrespect his future wife either. Heâs always in knight mode around you.
Romantic!Ogata is really for your eyes only. He treats you a certain way and holds you in a high standard. You are a goddess to him and heâll treat his goddess better than she should be. And he reserves all his attention, passion and obligation to you.
Romantic!Ogata, if anyone ever sees a glimpse of his eyes when he looks at you, he could only agree if they asked if he was in love. Heâs not ashamed to say he is in love with you. Whether you rejected him or not heâd always tell the truth on how he feels about you. Heâs proud to say that you hold his heart.
Romantic!Ogata When finally getting the chance to explore each other, ogata takes his time. He want to discover where he needs to touch to make you feel good. Which points of your body makes you flush and how many orgasms you can give him in just one night. Hell tire both himself and you out. He wishes it would be a long night. He doesnât want to stop but understands your body needs a break.
Romantic!Ogata Will do anything to make you happy. Youâre his woman, you deserve everything.
WARNING: THIS IS NONCON. PERIOD. READ AT OWN DISCRETION
Konig found just about any reason to come to your door. He needed to borrow batteries; powers out? Lemme check only on my favorite neighbor; did you catch the news?; can I use some flour? Just about anything only so he could see you. But this time he would push it further.
You sucked your teeth when you heard knocking at your door. When you got up you started to feel like something was telling you to stay back. The knocks come again. âYN, can I talk to you?â It was Konig, just like you thought but something was off. You stayed quiet and frozen. He knocks again. Why is he knocking so much? You suddenly hear keys, then the locks start to move. You, in absolute shock, dash to your room. Being as quiet as you can so he couldnât tell that you were home. You heard your apartment door slam close. He was inside, you could hear his shoes against your floor. He walks into the kitchen and walks back to the door, being a little mindful of you house rules. Socks only, luckily he kept a pair in boots you never wore. At this point you couldnât hear him walking anymore. Panicking you think about where to hide. You rush into the bathroom as a last minute resort and he mustâve heard the door close cause he calls for you again.
âYN? YN?!â He jogs to the bathroom door and jiggles the handle. You back away slowly. Never have you ever thought youâd be in this predicament. How the hell did he get keys to your apartment?! What the fuck is he doing in your apartment?! The handle jiggles again and he shoves his body against the door. *Thump! Thump! Crunch.* the door is pushed in. You gasped and covered your mouth, what the fuck is going on? Konig comes in, mask over his head and he looks a little rough. âW-why are you in here?â You ask him. âI wanted to check up on you. I thought you were hurt.â He lied, having an entirely different motive for being so destructive. âYou broke my door.â You point out and he looks over his shoulder and tried to have you forget about it like it didnt just happen. You straightened up once you saw a peek of what was in his pockets. Theyâre full, a bunch of zip ties hanging out and a small clipped pocket knife. He reaches towards you and you instantly slap his hand away. âLeave, now.â You command, pointing to the exit behind him. Your arm shaking as you hold it in the air. âWho? You or me?â He comes one step closer.
âYou?â Your voice is weak. Fear pouring out from every orifice of your body . âNo.â He grabs your hand and you flinch, pulling it back immediately. He still holds on and rushes at you. Making you stumble back into the wall. A cloth, pulled from his pocket, is forced over your nose and mouth. You claw at his arm with your freshly done nails, one breaking clean off, but to no avail as you fall unconscious. He helps your body fall to the ground gently, allowing you to lay on the bathroom floor while he dealt with the door.
Konig, watches you sleep. Something heâs done countless times but now it feel so different. He felt a little nervous. He should be feeling terrible for what heâs done to you. Embarrassed at the things heâs done without your consent. How many panties does he have to steal until he felt satisfied? Or when did he decide it was right to poke a hole into the wall to see what youâre wearing around the house? Shit that gets him rock hard. Rutting against the wall as he desperately tries to use one eye to watch your ass jiggle when you walk to get a snack. He would hate to see a UV lamp coming. He could only imagine how mad youâd be. Youâve blown up at less. He couldnât wait. He loved the thought of you hating him and getting mad at him. Loved your pout and constant attitude. Yeah he loved the sweet and friendly side of you, but itâs just so lip biting watching you break down.
He taps your face, waking you up. âWake up.â He whispers and you jump. Eyes snapping open, face to face with what you thought was a bad dream. If only you could see that wicked grin on his face. Biting his lower lip trying hide such a disgusting look. You tried to sit up until Konig pushes his forehead against yours. âIâve always like your eyes.â He weirdly says. âWhat are you doing?â You ask, like a dumb bitch. âI wanna fuck you.â He leans his body in. Pushing you back into the bed. âWhat?â You try to push him off with your zip tied wrists but he slowly allows his weight to fall on you. âI wanna do it, soo bad.â He exaggerates. Your finger interlock and you sock him right in the face. Konigâs head stayed turned facing the far wall, a little surprised at your strength. All the while you try to kick yourself away. You continue to punch and push his body, trying to free yourself from under his heavy weight body. You grunt and push as best as you can and Konig just continues to taunt you. He was getting chills and you were getting traumatized.
âYou really like to fight.â He speaks. âCome on, fight me. Hit me, it feels good. Hurt me while I rape you.â He stares at you with crazed eyes. You quiver under him, his body between your legs and you feel that desperate rut of his hips. He pulls the silk rope from around your robe and uses it to retrain you more. He stretched your arms up to his headboard and knot it to one of the poles. His cock, rock hard, throbbing over your body. He pushed his pants down and starts messing around with you. Your biggest fear turned reality and you go ballistic. Kicking, bucking and thrashing as he tried to play with your cunt. You make it a little difficult for him to pull your âunderwearâ off. Only a little. He tugs your underwear clean apart. If only you werenât so cheeky and wore something other than full mesh panty. But you wanted you vagina to breathe since getting it waxed. Plus the fit was hard, you did get some good pictures earlier that evening. Nothing youâd ever share with anyone
âAlready oiled up for me.â He refers to the baby oil you used. It canât be this easy! Your clench your teeth and tense up. A single tear rolling down your cheek. You didnât want to cry, you didnât want to scream. Not trying to give him the satisfaction of your desperation or fear. Konigâs eyes stare between your bodies. His dick was surely going to be too big, but your body was clearly enjoying it. He could feel the slick drooling out of your vagina just from being touched. His cock slipping between your folds and bumped against your pearl. Your nipples poking out the matching bra you wore. âTell me how long itâs been? When was the last time you let someone have your body, hmm?â He leans his face into your neck. Your breathing labored as you feel an attack coming. His lips graze your neck as he smells your perfume. You heart felt like it was trying to beat through your chest, racing in place. He could feel how scared youâve become and it continues to rile him up. Even as he was only grinding on you, he felt as if heâd cum just from hearing your heart pound so wildly for him. âYou donât remember? Thatâs okay, Iâll make you remember this. Iâll make you feel like a brand new virgin.â Your eyes near pop out of your skull when he said that. He chuckles as he saw your reaction. Stroking a hand over your cheek and then trailing it to your lips. âKonig, please donât do this. Please, please, please, i donât want this.â You fold, begging him not to go this far. Your chastity about to be ruined.
Konig ignores your words. Shutting you up with a kiss. Lips pressed firm against yours, hands cupping your cheeks to hold your head in place. His hands become wet with your running tears. You still tug at the bindings. He swipes his tongue over your lips, trying to get into your mouth. You keep your lips sealed and try move your head, so he moves back. You have other lips for him to kiss. He scoots down and pry your legs open. Thighs shaking to close back up but he doesnât allow you to. âNo, please. Stop staring.â You whimper. Just as he was gonna get a taste, you kicked his forehead. Your dangling feet were too close. He growls and gets up. He tosses his shirt off and moves to a drawer. You heard the clinking of a belt and he comes back to the bed. Two belts on his hands, he starts looping each. He step out of his pants and straddles one of your legs as he tightens the belt around your thigh and calf. Forcing your legs to stay bent and immobile for the most part. You tried to keep your thighs closed but he spread them apart just as easy as before.
You wiggled around. His tongue slurping up your essence and tickling your pearly clit. You sobbed, embarrassed and disgusted at how your vagina just produced more slick. This new experience was blissful and he was clearly good at what he was doing. You wanted it to stop so bad. Your body jolts every so often when he would suck your clit. He was taking his time, enjoying your movements and the taste of your pooling vagina. His tongue was slimy and everywhere. Between your labia and bumping your pearl. But when it poked at your hole you would gasp. Almost like you were telling him something. The tip of his tongue could feel how tight your entrance was. But he didnât try to stretch you out. He wanted to wait, wait until his cock does it. His eyes stared up at you, watching as you pant and shuddered. âS-stop! I have toâŠâ you shut up when he gently gnawed your clit. And then your flood gates broke. You peed onto the bed. Or you can call it squirting if you prefer. You convulse, brain numb and eyes shut. Konig laughs, wiping his mouth and sitting up. Watching how you thighs slap closed and your body slowly starts to slump into the bed.
His hands then move up and down on his cock. Jerking off while you come down from your high. His tip right under your toes. Leaking huge beads of his semen. Dripping slowly onto the bed and rolling next to your ass. He was already so close just from eating you out. âAha~, fuck.â He hisses. His hand going faster and you slowly open your eyes. âYouâre disgusting.â You whimper watching him jerk off at your feet while you lay over your own mess. Instantly his cum is shooting to your toes. âHngh, hngh- shit.â His hips buck just like yours and his balls clench with each projectile. His cock bobbing at the motions. He take a deep breath and scoots closer.
âGonna cum all over you. Claim every one of your holes and leave you drooling my seed from each. Iâm gonna mark you permanently with my spawn.â He started speaking deliriously, yet again. He swiped his dick up and down. âKonig, no! Stop! Donât do this to me! I wonât forgive you! Iâm not ready! In not- huup!â He shuts you up with a hand around your throat. Strangling you as his cock tries to fit through your tiny slit. Heâs messing around, moving in and out, but not breaking your barrier. He reaches up and pulls off his mask. âLook at me. I want you to remember my face. Watch as I put my claim on your precious body. You will be mine and Iâll protect you as long as youâre here. And soon itâll be more of us, a big family. I love you YN. And I wonât stop no matter how much you ask of me.â He places a kiss on your cheek as you flinch. âI hate you!â You growl and he smiled wickedly. âI know.â And with a harsh thrust heâs inside of you. Your vagina stretched/torn to fit him. A terrible stinging from your abdomen made you shriek. Your entire body felt it, all your nerves shocked you from the sudden pain. He moans blissfully as he is surrounded by your warm muscle. He doesnât wait to move, pulling back his hips and then thrusting once again. Shoving in more of his length until you both were pelvis to pelvis. Your sticky mess leaves beautiful glossy webs between your bodies. Konig grips your legs painfully tight, his short nails digging into your calves. Moving his hips just right. His tip poking deep in your belly. His eyes are on you, watching you struggle not to like it. Trying to hide your face under your arm and clench your teeth while letting out beautiful grunts.
Your body jumps with every thrust. Watching as your breast moved like waves with your body. Mesmerizing buds moving every which way. He leans down and catches one in his mouth. Sucking and licking like it was sweet. His new angle pokes his cock at your cervix. He removes his belts from your legs and pushes your legs over your body. A forceful press that has you feeling everything. You gasped and whined, his tip knocking at your cervix. Almost trying to let itself into your womb. His mouth pops off your first nipple and latches onto the second. Sucking just as he was before. He could picture how much bigger theyâd get when youâre pregnant. He wants first dips before his new born. His fingers tweak your wet perky nipple like it was a dial. You were about to lose it. His moans made you feel sick, knowing that he was enjoying your body so rabidly while you suffered and endured this assault nearly had you gagging. And why him? Why did it have to be him off all people? You shouldâve listened to your other neighbors. To the landlord. Why do you think the apartment was empty? âStay away from him, heâs not so nice. - Donât speak to him, heâs deranged.â You were given signs. He was literally showing you what they were talking about. But he became your first friend in the complex. He was always there to help. Heâs even helped with rent a couple of times. Wouldnât it have been worst if you suddenly cut him off? Inevitably it didnât matter, he was planning this all along.
âWhy hide? I want you to look at me. Watch me.â Your chest now covered in small purple hickies. His lips trailing to your neck to give you more. One of his hands find its way back to your neck. Slithering all the way to your hair. He yanks your head, revealing your wet face. âKonig, let me, go.â You manage to get out. He reaches over you and pulls the rope slowly. You try to swing you hands but he stops you. Pinning you with his hand. He stops his thrust and stares down at you. His cock throbbing inside of you, craving him to move so he can feel more of you. Heâs thinking, should he let you go? His hand grips the zip tie and and watches your angry eyes. You look like you could kill him. But you were also scared of him. Suddenly with a bit of courage you spit at him. It lands right over his nose and lips. He lets go of your hair and wipes off your spit. He looks at the bubbly saliva and tastes it on his tongue. You start heaving when he gets closer. Pressing his body over yours once again, trapping you under his weight. He uses the same hand he had in his mouth to plug your nose. Forcing you to gasp and he spits right into your mouth then shoves in his tongue.
He was fucking you like a desperate beast. Grunting into your neck like a whiny bitch. His hips were rolling perfectly into yours. Each clap echos in the room. You moan lightly. Trying to muffle your voice but each thrust forces it out your throat. Hip face buried in your bruised neck. Arms wrapped around your legs and body holding you in place to take his cock. Your feet dangling behind his head, You could feel yourself losing. Your vision blurred and mind dumb. He continues to dirty talk you into oblivion. Your stomach feels bloated and a need to orgasm is overwhelming. âFeel you clenching. Want you to cum on me, let me fuck you again and again. Bring you so much pleasure youâll pass out.â He nuzzles in your ear. Just spouting words into your mushy brain. Gaslighting your mind and Manipulating your thoughts. You were supposed to hate him, but instead he has you moaning and crying like a slut. His thick cock soaked to the bone from your juices. Itâs shoved in and pulled out of your ridged pussy. His thrust get harder and you canât even get out a moan. Screaming is all you can do as you try to fight it. Fight the orgasm, fight the dizziness, fight from falling into this madness. He quickly moves his hand to rub your clit. Leaning on one arm slightly as he watches you violently convulse. Your pussy strangling him, trying to force him out of your swelling walls. You finished, but he wasnât. âGood girl. Now youâre mine. Wake up, no time to sleep.â He pulls out and you squirt what ever was left out of you. He sits up and wipes the sweat from his forehead. Through slightly parted eyes you can see him in all his glory. Stroking his cock as you go in and out of consciousness. Your legs sore and tired and the restraints start to hurt and ache.
âI need- need to rest. Too much.â You plead. Hoping heâd give you time to recover. âNot yetâŠâ he pokes his tip back at your drooling cunt. âNot, again!â You shout. Walls stretched with a new purpose, to fill you up. He grabs your hips and pulls down your body, sinking further onto his length. Your hands spread across his chest. His hairs tickling your fingers and his chest felt so firm and sticky, from his sweat. âYouâre Gonâ break me.â You complain. âThatâs the point.â He hooks your arms around his head and scoops you up. His biceps flexing as he holds you. Slowly and carefully he gets off the bed. His hands hold your ass. He bucks his hips, trying to find the right angle. After a few trial bucks he found a good angle and pace to fuck you. Bouncing your ass up and down his shaft as he met your hips with harsh plaps. His hand lands stinging slaps to your ass when he felt your thighs quivering. Your pussy leaks down his legs and drip to his toes.
âWant me, you want me. Suffocating my cock. Gonna cum in-â âSHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up.â You sob. âFuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you, I hate you forever and ever.â You seethed. A hiss through your teeth. Konig only bites his lower lip harder. His hips donât stop moving. The degrading and cursing turn him on more. He pushes you up against a wall and uses the stability to batter your insides harder. Knocking your ass into the cold wall, balls tickling your puckered hole. The shelves on the wall shake with his thrust. Something would break. You hoped something would fall on his head. Something heavy and sharp. Konig just on the edge of bursting presses his lips back on yours. Your beautiful eyes rolling back as he devours every breath, scream and moan from your mouth. His hands rake your thighs, leaving red welts on your skin with some spots of blood as his nails tears your skin. Then you felt it. Warmth flooding your insides, an uncomfortable feeling. Your back arches and you whimper. His thrust powerful and rough. Forcing his cum to shoot far inside of you. Plug your pussy over and over with his hot mess. It was more than before, an unnaturally large load. Emptying his entire life into you while still abusing your raw and swollen cunt. You couldnât help but release as well. So full you popped. You squeeze him tightly as your legs shake violently. A disgusting moan leaves your mouth and you try to ride off the orgasm, unconsciously. When he was done he pulls out, slowly. Your mixed fluid seeping from your vagina and dripping from the underside of his shaft. Konig smoothes your hair back and smirks.
âNow you can rest.â He carries you to the bed and has you sleep against him. Your body tired and heavy. Your vagina, heavily violated with evidence dropping from your cunt like a glass of spilled milk, pulses as your hole tries to return to its natural size.
**inspired by @konigsblog. I love their work and for the longest time I couldnât write anything because I was scared ppl wouldnât like it. But hereâs my first fic after having bad writers block**
whatâs it? light smut, still nsfw and still minors do not interact
sugar level? 0.7k
allergen warning/s? mentions of public sex, praise
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