⌗ keisuke baji/f!reader ⌗ 3.4k words ⌗ smut, breeding kink, creampie, fluff
⌗ you offhandedly mention to him that you're ovulating and he decides to do something about it
⌗ dividers by @/cursed-carmine
‹𝟹 more tokyo revengers fics ‹𝟹 read it on ao3
keisuke can't keep track of how many times he's made you cry out tonight. his vision is going blurry, a sure sign he needs to take a break soon, but your squishy breasts bounce so pretty under him as he repeatedly brings his cock as deep as he can possibly go inside you. your hair is splayed over his pillow like a halo, and you would look like the sweetest saint if you weren't currently being absolutely wrecked for god knows which time in a span of only a couple of hours.
the pitch of your moans has changed several times, fluctuating from high and desperate for an orgasm to low and tired, and every time he feels you tighten around his unrelenting cock he doubles his efforts, feeling the slickness of your cunt give him more momentum to fuck you.
sweat drips from the tip of his nose to your neck, his heartbeats faster than ever while that wet snapping sound of his hips colliding with your thighs echoes in his chest. his hand looks for your soft flesh, gripping your hip while he thrusts like a man possessed. it's not enough, it won't be enough yet, he's only three loads deep into pumping you full of everything you can take tonight, and the pulse behind his eyeballs demands more.
ever since you said you're ovulating… which, you shouldn't have said when he was already feeling horny, already planning on touching you up until your thighs parted for him letting him settle between them and eat you out until you're wet enough to take his cock. no… you've changed his plans a little bit when you started nuzzling into his neck and rubbing yourself on his thigh, and when he asked what's got into you since he wasn't there yet, you shouldn't have said it's because you were ovulating, because that word paired with the irresistible way you smelled to him is the main reason why you're now crying your mascara off into the pillow, on the cusp of another orgasm—he stopped counting after four—while he's sliding his big veiny cock in and out of your well-fucked cunt.
looking at you now, bouncy and sweaty and so damn sweet with a string of saliva connecting your parted lips, he doesn't know how he didn't notice it sooner. you've been touching him more for a couple of days now, reach-arounds every time you get behind him in the kitchen, blowing his cock while he's brushing his teeth, wearing those pretty little panties that he never can resist stuffing his nose into when he pushes them between your soaked folds… you've been teasing him long enough, and he was bound to snap.
to top it all off, your giggling at seeing videos of baby animals has left a thought in his mind so ever-present for these past few days that he wonders if it was on purpose, if you were trying to get him in this mood just to get bred.
"take it… fuck… one more…" keisuke grunts, trailing the other hand, the one that's not gripping your hip like he's about to drift into the air, up your side until it cups your bouncing breast.
one more is a lie, and both of you know it, but it's a lie he's been telling you since the start, and you know better than to believe it, you take it and you don't complain and if anything you're whining until you get it, that perfectly warm load of his cum deep inside you. he feels the coil in his abdomen tighten, his balls tense, and it's when your warm pussy grips his cock tightly with a little exhausted whimper from your throat that he shoots his release into you, slowing down only when his head is falling forward to rest his forehead on your shoulder.
keisuke is so spent, breathing heavily, his hips still pressed flush against yours while your body trembles under him. he can hear your broken breaths, unspilled tears still pooling in your eyes while you gasp and shakily hold him tighter against your chest. if you could move your legs he has no doubt you'd lock them behind his back, demanding that he stay buried in your pretty little cunt until he has to unstick from you and go for a piss or something. you've always been clingy like that and he loves it.
his long hair tickles your chin and you nuzzle into it, taking the first deep breath since the first time he slammed his cock inside you tonight.
endearing, that the first breath is used on making sure you feel his closeness even better when his warmth is pulsing against your skin, his callused fingers still clutching your flesh, his lips pressing against your collar bone. even then, marked as his, he feels the urgent need to make his worship of your body known even louder, because teeth marks and bruises on your thighs have nothing on seeing you with a plump belly thanks to his cum.
after what feels like an entire night, but is really a couple of minutes at most, he groans and pushes himself up off of you. your desperate hands make an attempt of holding on, but you're in no state to be holding him back after he's practically melted you into the mattress.
looking down, he assesses the result of his loss of control. the sheets are darkened with sweat, crumpled under your bare body. your legs fall open, barely holding any strength to be anything but bent in the knees and revealing his precious darling all fucked out underneath him.
he slowly pulls out, once more feeling your soft walls contract around him, making you feel every vein as he slides out of your wet cunt, leaving a trail of pearlescent cum behind.
a sight for sore tired eyes…
you almost try to hide, but he stops you with a hand between your knees, pushing them back until he can see you clearly—your poor oversensitive pussy reddened from the pounding that he gave it, the sweet hole trying to close around nothing as a little trickle of release tries to escape. he solves that problem with a gentle fingertip collecting it back up into you, soothing your whimper with a large hand over your belly until he's put his cum back where it belongs.
you rustle the sheets as you roll over, keisuke looks over his shoulder with a small smile as you grumble something incoherent and bury your face into the tear-stained pillow. unbothered to cover up, just how he likes you.
he beelines into the bathroom quickly before making his way into the kitchen, starving and thirsty as most of his energy and nutrients got used for making sure he pumps you full of him like you begged.
a quick sandwich will do, he decides, and demolishes one before making a twin to another one of his own after chugging a large glass of cold water.
he stands there for a minute looking at his reflection in the microwave door, blinking the tiredness away from his eyelashes. his hair is a bit of a mess, sweaty and hanging in strands down his shoulders, but there's something about the way his lips won't lower from a smile after sex that has him feel better than ever. despite the heavy ache in his limbs and the heat sticking to his skin like foil, he feels like he could take on the world, all because he's got the most perfect person in the universe just a room over, curled up in his bed, so obsessed with his cock that you gladly take him no matter the time or place. whatever did he do to deserve this…
he grabs the plate with your sandwiches and another glass of water and, counting a couple more love bites on his shoulder, pads back to his bedroom, already smiling as he sees your naked form atop the messed up sheets.
he can't believe you already fell asleep, but you grumble as your eyes flutter open when he places a few gentle kisses to the bridge of your nose.
"brought you food." he murmurs, crawling into bed and placing the plate on your lap when you sit back up and rub your eyes.
a raccoon could be jealous of the darkness of mascara around your eyes, but keisuke can only feel his heart speed up at the sight of you like that. your hair is even more of a mess than his, and bruises left by his mouth litter the path from your neck down between your bare breasts. he can feel his cock spring back to life again, but this is not the time as you bring the sandwich up to your mouth and slowly eat, still drowsy, but not enough not to do your little happy food dance as you chew. meanwhile he focuses on chewing his own food, not tearing his eyes away from your satisfied face.
"good?" he asks once there's only a few crumbs left around your lips and you're reaching for the glass of water on the bedside table. there's a moment there where he's ready to jump in so you don't spill it, but you've got it mostly under control, the only spillage being the stray drop of water racing down your chin, down your neck, onto your chest.
"mhm." you nod and smile at him when you've put the glass aside, looking the very picture of satisfaction after shedding so many tears of pleasure and overstimulation while he had you under him.
"you feeling okay?" with one arm over you, keisuke pulls you against his chest, sliding lower on the bed until he's lying down with hit head slightly lifted so he can pepper the top of your head with kisgses as he feels like it.
"tired." you admit, sighing and wrapping your arm around his torso, settling into the most comfortable position you could imagine after being handled so roughly. "good. full." you snicker a little, enough to make his cock be known again, uncomfortably twitching against his pubic bone as if it's not done yet.
"full enough?" he asks, maybe hopeful you'll say yes and he can will his erection to go down until he falls asleep.
you hum in response and he tilts his head back until he can see the ceiling. fuck… you're not making this easy on him. his heart can't handle you like this, all soft and pressed up against him and…
your leg wraps around his, he can feel how warm and wet you are between your thighs, he wants to be buried between them so badly again, wants to feel your cunt squelch as he makes you cum over and over until you're a mess like you were before, maybe even more than that, he wants to give you a damn reason to be so broody and touchy and needy and the scent of your soft skin is making it worse by the second.
"never full enough." you giggle.
he's so gone. done. dead and buried. he's barely recovered some of his energy when he moves, flipping you over onto your back until you yelp and look up at him with those big eyes reflecting how fucking hungry is for you.
"oh yeah?" he taunts, pushing your thighs open with a quick smack. "not full enough? need to have my cum leaking out of ya again? or are you gonna be a good girl and keep it all inside this time?"
he doesn't miss the way your breath hitches at that. funny thing, your hormonal cycle, always catching him off guard no matter how many times you two fuck like rabbits when you're this needy. something about this time, though, has him unprepared at how badly he wants it to be for real, how badly he wants to feel you take all that he has to give you and maybe… maybe…
"mhm… 's what i thought." keisuke groans as he angles his cock head against your warm pussy, still so sensitive, judging by the stifled whimper you let out when he touches it with his tip, but wanting nonetheless, like no amount of ache will ever surpass the one you feel when you need him.
"mmmmfuck," you moan out as he enters you, slipping his pink tip inside your still leaking cunt and settling in your tight channel, feeling his previous loads coat his eager cock, "that's s' good…"
he chuckles against your lips as you moan, nipping at your bottom lip with his sharp canines until he's once more snug inside you, his balls resting just against your wet cunt.
"you're fuckin' needy today…" he says, meaning it to sound like a complaint, but how could it when he's the most comfortable he's been in a while, touching up his perfect girl until he pushes your hair away from your face to kiss you softly. "needy woman… you're gonna make me go crazy if you keep that up."
"love you crazy." you respond, half murmuring the words against his lips as your legs slowly wrap around his waist, a move he's been waiting for you to make ever since you let them fall to the bed earlier. "want you… want you t' fill me up again."
keisuke groans, vibrating your tongue with his breath as he grinds against your hips with his own. there's a new urgency in his movements now, one that hasn't been there or that he wasn't aware of until this point. your little whines into his mouth, your fingertips digging into his back, your warm pussy enveloping him tightly like it never wants him to leave… he's been sinking into the need that's heavy in the air between you as his cock starts to make you gush around it. you're insatiable… and he's right there with you, talking to you as he drags his lips along your sweaty neck, biting into it every time he praises you for how well you're taking him.
red lines trail down his back when you scratch him, only making him fuck you harder, faster, groaning as you come undone again and realise he's not nearly done. because if there's one thing that's been on his mind ever since you rubbed yourself against him earlier this evening, it's how fucking badly he wants to see you marked as his.
so he fucks another load into your cunt. and he keeps going, unwavering in his mission while you pant heavily and whine his pretty name as your entire body smells so addicting to him. your soft breasts bounce while he sucks one nipple into his mouth, licking at your sensitive nub while your fingers go to tangle in his long black hair, tugging when he hums and sends a shot of lightning through your spine.
he cums again, grunting louder now that he's feeling that exhaustion creep into his legs again. he doesn't want to stop, but there's no way he can make you ride him now that you're melted into the mattress and leaking… fuck, he pulls himself up to look down at how readily your squelching, wet cunt takes him. the most beautiful sight, he rubs your pretty clit when your legs start shaking, toes curling, tears staining your cheeks again.
"baby…" he coos softly at you, the voice such a contrast to the sharp, messy thrusts of his cock into your sweet warm cunt. "look at you, baby…"
your eyes flutter open to see his smile, that glint of his teeth that's promising to ruin you harder as if you haven't already given him every ounce of energy you had.
"k-kei…" you try to voice, but he gathers your legs into his arms and pushes them against your chest. the change in angle has your eyes rolling back, your pleasure leaking around his cock as he speeds up a little, sliding in and out of your slippery pussy that's addicting like nothing he's ever felt in his life.
"shh… shhh it's okay, i love you too." he lowers himself against the undersides of your thighs, resting your calves on his shoulders. he praises you for being so flexible when he manhandles you. "feel so good… you're so warm for me."
you nod weakly, biting your bottom lip while keisuke tries to pry it from between your teeth and kiss it. his tongue slips alongside yours and he's so damn deep in your guts that he's seeing stars, your tight cunt making him lose himself while he's trying to fuck you.
"gonna breed you now…" he murmurs against your lips, swallowing the honeyed whine that leaves them as he feels you tighten at the mention. "you want it too, don't ya?" he props himself up on his elbow beside your head, looking down at your fucked out face as the ends of his hair tickle your collar bone.
your pathetic little moans are answer enough, tugging on his hair only sends him into more of a frenzy, rocking his hips into you like he'll die if he doesn't.
"that's… that's my girl—" he pants, bringing you ever closer to another orgasm that's making your throat go sore from the continuous moaning "my pretty girl… taking it all, fuck, so pretty…" he's mumbling, gasping for air when he slams his cock into you a little harder a couple of times, feeling the tingling in his belly release through another rope of cum shooting into your willing cunt. "so pretty when i'm breedin' ya."
instead of pausing, stilling, relaxing, he grinds his hips against yours. keisuke's not done with you, not when your hands weakly claw at his back and you're calling out his name in that pretty tone and you're struggling underneath him to take all of his loads but goddamn, he needs to give you one more. maybe stubbornly hoping this one will stick like he's promised.
"one more…" this time it might not be a lie, because he's barely holding on, his stamina fizzling out with dehydration and pure exhaustion while his chest is pressed against your thighs that prevent him from squishing your soft breasts. "one more, baby, and then we sleep. one more time please—"
his voice cracks, gasps fill the heavy air in the bedroom as he lifts himself up one last time, spreading your thighs only so he can see your laid out, naked, willing body. you're so stunning lying there taking his thick cock. he looks down at your leaking cunt and clicks his tongue. his thrusts are pushing some cum out, but he'll deal with that later, one more load and he'll make you keep it in, he'll kiss you until you're breathless and rock you to sleep while his cum settles inside you.
you did say you were ovulating after all, he's just helping you out by giving you what you really want. and you want to get all of him. keisuke lets one of your thighs go so he can gently, lovingly rub your clit in circles with his rough thumb, watching you squirm while you seem unsure if you want to moan or cry.
"got this, baby… you've got this." he murmurs, feeling a cramp try to form in his thigh, so he furrows his brow and thrusts harder, his balls pressing against the wet opening of your cunt as he reaches his last orgasm just as you twitch and barely manage to cry out.
he collapses on top of you and lies there for what feels like eons. he must have blinked a little too long because the next thing he feels is your gentle hand in his long hair, playing with a strand, twisting and twirling around your pretty finger. he blinks the exhaustion away and feels his cock twitch from the soft warmth of your pussy. this is not the time.
"you okay?" you ask him, quietly dragging your lips against the side of his head. he hums and nods against your neck, barely winning the fight with his eyelids.
"yeah… did i go too hard?" he tilts his head up to see your eyes closed and blissful, like you didn't cry your way through countless orgasms while your weeping pussy took the pounding.
"nah… i can take it."
"oh you took it, alright." he chuckles, tired and slow as his chest rumbles against yours. he looks at you with utmost adoration, his pretty girl all done and fucked out by him, needy and soft and happy… he nuzzles into your neck again, knowing he'll get to do that again, breed you until you can't take any more.
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⌗ keisuke baji/f!reader ⌗ 3.4k words ⌗ smut, breeding kink, creampie, fluff
⌗ you offhandedly mention to him that you're ovulating and he decides to do something about it
⌗ dividers by @/cursed-carmine
‹𝟹 more tokyo revengers fics ‹𝟹 read it on ao3
keisuke can't keep track of how many times he's made you cry out tonight. his vision is going blurry, a sure sign he needs to take a break soon, but your squishy breasts bounce so pretty under him as he repeatedly brings his cock as deep as he can possibly go inside you. your hair is splayed over his pillow like a halo, and you would look like the sweetest saint if you weren't currently being absolutely wrecked for god knows which time in a span of only a couple of hours.
the pitch of your moans has changed several times, fluctuating from high and desperate for an orgasm to low and tired, and every time he feels you tighten around his unrelenting cock he doubles his efforts, feeling the slickness of your cunt give him more momentum to fuck you.
sweat drips from the tip of his nose to your neck, his heartbeats faster than ever while that wet snapping sound of his hips colliding with your thighs echoes in his chest. his hand looks for your soft flesh, gripping your hip while he thrusts like a man possessed. it's not enough, it won't be enough yet, he's only three loads deep into pumping you full of everything you can take tonight, and the pulse behind his eyeballs demands more.
ever since you said you're ovulating… which, you shouldn't have said when he was already feeling horny, already planning on touching you up until your thighs parted for him letting him settle between them and eat you out until you're wet enough to take his cock. no… you've changed his plans a little bit when you started nuzzling into his neck and rubbing yourself on his thigh, and when he asked what's got into you since he wasn't there yet, you shouldn't have said it's because you were ovulating, because that word paired with the irresistible way you smelled to him is the main reason why you're now crying your mascara off into the pillow, on the cusp of another orgasm—he stopped counting after four—while he's sliding his big veiny cock in and out of your well-fucked cunt.
looking at you now, bouncy and sweaty and so damn sweet with a string of saliva connecting your parted lips, he doesn't know how he didn't notice it sooner. you've been touching him more for a couple of days now, reach-arounds every time you get behind him in the kitchen, blowing his cock while he's brushing his teeth, wearing those pretty little panties that he never can resist stuffing his nose into when he pushes them between your soaked folds… you've been teasing him long enough, and he was bound to snap.
to top it all off, your giggling at seeing videos of baby animals has left a thought in his mind so ever-present for these past few days that he wonders if it was on purpose, if you were trying to get him in this mood just to get bred.
"take it… fuck… one more…" keisuke grunts, trailing the other hand, the one that's not gripping your hip like he's about to drift into the air, up your side until it cups your bouncing breast.
one more is a lie, and both of you know it, but it's a lie he's been telling you since the start, and you know better than to believe it, you take it and you don't complain and if anything you're whining until you get it, that perfectly warm load of his cum deep inside you. he feels the coil in his abdomen tighten, his balls tense, and it's when your warm pussy grips his cock tightly with a little exhausted whimper from your throat that he shoots his release into you, slowing down only when his head is falling forward to rest his forehead on your shoulder.
keisuke is so spent, breathing heavily, his hips still pressed flush against yours while your body trembles under him. he can hear your broken breaths, unspilled tears still pooling in your eyes while you gasp and shakily hold him tighter against your chest. if you could move your legs he has no doubt you'd lock them behind his back, demanding that he stay buried in your pretty little cunt until he has to unstick from you and go for a piss or something. you've always been clingy like that and he loves it.
his long hair tickles your chin and you nuzzle into it, taking the first deep breath since the first time he slammed his cock inside you tonight.
endearing, that the first breath is used on making sure you feel his closeness even better when his warmth is pulsing against your skin, his callused fingers still clutching your flesh, his lips pressing against your collar bone. even then, marked as his, he feels the urgent need to make his worship of your body known even louder, because teeth marks and bruises on your thighs have nothing on seeing you with a plump belly thanks to his cum.
after what feels like an entire night, but is really a couple of minutes at most, he groans and pushes himself up off of you. your desperate hands make an attempt of holding on, but you're in no state to be holding him back after he's practically melted you into the mattress.
looking down, he assesses the result of his loss of control. the sheets are darkened with sweat, crumpled under your bare body. your legs fall open, barely holding any strength to be anything but bent in the knees and revealing his precious darling all fucked out underneath him.
he slowly pulls out, once more feeling your soft walls contract around him, making you feel every vein as he slides out of your wet cunt, leaving a trail of pearlescent cum behind.
a sight for sore tired eyes…
you almost try to hide, but he stops you with a hand between your knees, pushing them back until he can see you clearly—your poor oversensitive pussy reddened from the pounding that he gave it, the sweet hole trying to close around nothing as a little trickle of release tries to escape. he solves that problem with a gentle fingertip collecting it back up into you, soothing your whimper with a large hand over your belly until he's put his cum back where it belongs.
you rustle the sheets as you roll over, keisuke looks over his shoulder with a small smile as you grumble something incoherent and bury your face into the tear-stained pillow. unbothered to cover up, just how he likes you.
he beelines into the bathroom quickly before making his way into the kitchen, starving and thirsty as most of his energy and nutrients got used for making sure he pumps you full of him like you begged.
a quick sandwich will do, he decides, and demolishes one before making a twin to another one of his own after chugging a large glass of cold water.
he stands there for a minute looking at his reflection in the microwave door, blinking the tiredness away from his eyelashes. his hair is a bit of a mess, sweaty and hanging in strands down his shoulders, but there's something about the way his lips won't lower from a smile after sex that has him feel better than ever. despite the heavy ache in his limbs and the heat sticking to his skin like foil, he feels like he could take on the world, all because he's got the most perfect person in the universe just a room over, curled up in his bed, so obsessed with his cock that you gladly take him no matter the time or place. whatever did he do to deserve this…
he grabs the plate with your sandwiches and another glass of water and, counting a couple more love bites on his shoulder, pads back to his bedroom, already smiling as he sees your naked form atop the messed up sheets.
he can't believe you already fell asleep, but you grumble as your eyes flutter open when he places a few gentle kisses to the bridge of your nose.
"brought you food." he murmurs, crawling into bed and placing the plate on your lap when you sit back up and rub your eyes.
a raccoon could be jealous of the darkness of mascara around your eyes, but keisuke can only feel his heart speed up at the sight of you like that. your hair is even more of a mess than his, and bruises left by his mouth litter the path from your neck down between your bare breasts. he can feel his cock spring back to life again, but this is not the time as you bring the sandwich up to your mouth and slowly eat, still drowsy, but not enough not to do your little happy food dance as you chew. meanwhile he focuses on chewing his own food, not tearing his eyes away from your satisfied face.
"good?" he asks once there's only a few crumbs left around your lips and you're reaching for the glass of water on the bedside table. there's a moment there where he's ready to jump in so you don't spill it, but you've got it mostly under control, the only spillage being the stray drop of water racing down your chin, down your neck, onto your chest.
"mhm." you nod and smile at him when you've put the glass aside, looking the very picture of satisfaction after shedding so many tears of pleasure and overstimulation while he had you under him.
"you feeling okay?" with one arm over you, keisuke pulls you against his chest, sliding lower on the bed until he's lying down with hit head slightly lifted so he can pepper the top of your head with kisgses as he feels like it.
"tired." you admit, sighing and wrapping your arm around his torso, settling into the most comfortable position you could imagine after being handled so roughly. "good. full." you snicker a little, enough to make his cock be known again, uncomfortably twitching against his pubic bone as if it's not done yet.
"full enough?" he asks, maybe hopeful you'll say yes and he can will his erection to go down until he falls asleep.
you hum in response and he tilts his head back until he can see the ceiling. fuck… you're not making this easy on him. his heart can't handle you like this, all soft and pressed up against him and…
your leg wraps around his, he can feel how warm and wet you are between your thighs, he wants to be buried between them so badly again, wants to feel your cunt squelch as he makes you cum over and over until you're a mess like you were before, maybe even more than that, he wants to give you a damn reason to be so broody and touchy and needy and the scent of your soft skin is making it worse by the second.
"never full enough." you giggle.
he's so gone. done. dead and buried. he's barely recovered some of his energy when he moves, flipping you over onto your back until you yelp and look up at him with those big eyes reflecting how fucking hungry is for you.
"oh yeah?" he taunts, pushing your thighs open with a quick smack. "not full enough? need to have my cum leaking out of ya again? or are you gonna be a good girl and keep it all inside this time?"
he doesn't miss the way your breath hitches at that. funny thing, your hormonal cycle, always catching him off guard no matter how many times you two fuck like rabbits when you're this needy. something about this time, though, has him unprepared at how badly he wants it to be for real, how badly he wants to feel you take all that he has to give you and maybe… maybe…
"mhm… 's what i thought." keisuke groans as he angles his cock head against your warm pussy, still so sensitive, judging by the stifled whimper you let out when he touches it with his tip, but wanting nonetheless, like no amount of ache will ever surpass the one you feel when you need him.
"mmmmfuck," you moan out as he enters you, slipping his pink tip inside your still leaking cunt and settling in your tight channel, feeling his previous loads coat his eager cock, "that's s' good…"
he chuckles against your lips as you moan, nipping at your bottom lip with his sharp canines until he's once more snug inside you, his balls resting just against your wet cunt.
"you're fuckin' needy today…" he says, meaning it to sound like a complaint, but how could it when he's the most comfortable he's been in a while, touching up his perfect girl until he pushes your hair away from your face to kiss you softly. "needy woman… you're gonna make me go crazy if you keep that up."
"love you crazy." you respond, half murmuring the words against his lips as your legs slowly wrap around his waist, a move he's been waiting for you to make ever since you let them fall to the bed earlier. "want you… want you t' fill me up again."
keisuke groans, vibrating your tongue with his breath as he grinds against your hips with his own. there's a new urgency in his movements now, one that hasn't been there or that he wasn't aware of until this point. your little whines into his mouth, your fingertips digging into his back, your warm pussy enveloping him tightly like it never wants him to leave… he's been sinking into the need that's heavy in the air between you as his cock starts to make you gush around it. you're insatiable… and he's right there with you, talking to you as he drags his lips along your sweaty neck, biting into it every time he praises you for how well you're taking him.
red lines trail down his back when you scratch him, only making him fuck you harder, faster, groaning as you come undone again and realise he's not nearly done. because if there's one thing that's been on his mind ever since you rubbed yourself against him earlier this evening, it's how fucking badly he wants to see you marked as his.
so he fucks another load into your cunt. and he keeps going, unwavering in his mission while you pant heavily and whine his pretty name as your entire body smells so addicting to him. your soft breasts bounce while he sucks one nipple into his mouth, licking at your sensitive nub while your fingers go to tangle in his long black hair, tugging when he hums and sends a shot of lightning through your spine.
he cums again, grunting louder now that he's feeling that exhaustion creep into his legs again. he doesn't want to stop, but there's no way he can make you ride him now that you're melted into the mattress and leaking… fuck, he pulls himself up to look down at how readily your squelching, wet cunt takes him. the most beautiful sight, he rubs your pretty clit when your legs start shaking, toes curling, tears staining your cheeks again.
"baby…" he coos softly at you, the voice such a contrast to the sharp, messy thrusts of his cock into your sweet warm cunt. "look at you, baby…"
your eyes flutter open to see his smile, that glint of his teeth that's promising to ruin you harder as if you haven't already given him every ounce of energy you had.
"k-kei…" you try to voice, but he gathers your legs into his arms and pushes them against your chest. the change in angle has your eyes rolling back, your pleasure leaking around his cock as he speeds up a little, sliding in and out of your slippery pussy that's addicting like nothing he's ever felt in his life.
"shh… shhh it's okay, i love you too." he lowers himself against the undersides of your thighs, resting your calves on his shoulders. he praises you for being so flexible when he manhandles you. "feel so good… you're so warm for me."
you nod weakly, biting your bottom lip while keisuke tries to pry it from between your teeth and kiss it. his tongue slips alongside yours and he's so damn deep in your guts that he's seeing stars, your tight cunt making him lose himself while he's trying to fuck you.
"gonna breed you now…" he murmurs against your lips, swallowing the honeyed whine that leaves them as he feels you tighten at the mention. "you want it too, don't ya?" he props himself up on his elbow beside your head, looking down at your fucked out face as the ends of his hair tickle your collar bone.
your pathetic little moans are answer enough, tugging on his hair only sends him into more of a frenzy, rocking his hips into you like he'll die if he doesn't.
"that's… that's my girl—" he pants, bringing you ever closer to another orgasm that's making your throat go sore from the continuous moaning "my pretty girl… taking it all, fuck, so pretty…" he's mumbling, gasping for air when he slams his cock into you a little harder a couple of times, feeling the tingling in his belly release through another rope of cum shooting into your willing cunt. "so pretty when i'm breedin' ya."
instead of pausing, stilling, relaxing, he grinds his hips against yours. keisuke's not done with you, not when your hands weakly claw at his back and you're calling out his name in that pretty tone and you're struggling underneath him to take all of his loads but goddamn, he needs to give you one more. maybe stubbornly hoping this one will stick like he's promised.
"one more…" this time it might not be a lie, because he's barely holding on, his stamina fizzling out with dehydration and pure exhaustion while his chest is pressed against your thighs that prevent him from squishing your soft breasts. "one more, baby, and then we sleep. one more time please—"
his voice cracks, gasps fill the heavy air in the bedroom as he lifts himself up one last time, spreading your thighs only so he can see your laid out, naked, willing body. you're so stunning lying there taking his thick cock. he looks down at your leaking cunt and clicks his tongue. his thrusts are pushing some cum out, but he'll deal with that later, one more load and he'll make you keep it in, he'll kiss you until you're breathless and rock you to sleep while his cum settles inside you.
you did say you were ovulating after all, he's just helping you out by giving you what you really want. and you want to get all of him. keisuke lets one of your thighs go so he can gently, lovingly rub your clit in circles with his rough thumb, watching you squirm while you seem unsure if you want to moan or cry.
"got this, baby… you've got this." he murmurs, feeling a cramp try to form in his thigh, so he furrows his brow and thrusts harder, his balls pressing against the wet opening of your cunt as he reaches his last orgasm just as you twitch and barely manage to cry out.
he collapses on top of you and lies there for what feels like eons. he must have blinked a little too long because the next thing he feels is your gentle hand in his long hair, playing with a strand, twisting and twirling around your pretty finger. he blinks the exhaustion away and feels his cock twitch from the soft warmth of your pussy. this is not the time.
"you okay?" you ask him, quietly dragging your lips against the side of his head. he hums and nods against your neck, barely winning the fight with his eyelids.
"yeah… did i go too hard?" he tilts his head up to see your eyes closed and blissful, like you didn't cry your way through countless orgasms while your weeping pussy took the pounding.
"nah… i can take it."
"oh you took it, alright." he chuckles, tired and slow as his chest rumbles against yours. he looks at you with utmost adoration, his pretty girl all done and fucked out by him, needy and soft and happy… he nuzzles into your neck again, knowing he'll get to do that again, breed you until you can't take any more.
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need something to punch because these fascist fucks are making my mother cry. some of you fuckers have seen the exact same amount of war as she did and yet you call her a traitor and scum because she hopes for a better future for our country. you appropriate our flag that so many people died to defend and you make it into a symbol of hate. you take the old flag that is a symbol of fascism and flaunt it like your countrymen didn't lay their lives to free us from that regime. you call everyone that calls you out on it commie trash, when all we want is for our country to be good to all of us. you set off fireworks at 5am to "honour" the veterans, most of which are barely coping with the inadequate care and pensions and barely any heart of others for their traumas, you collect pathetic political points by hanging up one singular flag on your roof instead of honouring their sacrifice and hey maybe not setting off every person with trauma at five in the fucking morning. and you made my mum cry because she's sick of you fascist cunts behaving like you're the ones doing it "right". making me fucking sick.
It’s extremely fucked up that some ppl try to make you feel stupid and immature for hoping for a better world. You say you want world peace and mfs think you need a pacifier; dawg, I just don’t want ppl dying from violence. This idea that ppl simply must die as casualties of war is misanthropic to say the least.
Hey y'all, I'm happy to announce that I'm offering Standard and Chibi commissions starting today!
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never in my fucking life have I regretted not being able to write this new idea that I had in one day more why must I be employed I want it out in the doc RIGHT MEOW
