āZaaankaaa..~ā you pressed your cheek against his door, cooing softly from the hallway. Your fingers pattered softly against the frame as you waited for some sort of reply. Yeah, you knew it was late. But you also knew you missed your boyfriend.
You heard a soft rustle, and a low āoomphā as he thumped off his bed. His foot steps were soft but hurried as he opened the door gently. His facial expression was stoic like always, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching up as he looked at you. āWhat?ā The man asked as he stepped aside to let you in. The door closed behind you and locked with a soft click.
āI missed you.ā You said softly, almost a whisper. Your hands reached up and touched him with your finger tips, tracing patterns across his collar bones and chest. Zankaās breath hitched for a moment before he lowered his head a bit more in an attempt to hide the redness creeping up his neck.
Zankaās eyes scanned your face carefully. He adored how much you and Enjin looked like each other. Same eye color, nose, and lazy smirk. The confidence must be genetic because both of you have it maxed out. He always noted though how you have your own hair texture, skin complexion, and way of speaking.
Your eyes slowly looked up and met his, softening when you locked on with him. You knew that look on his face. You leaned in, arms wrapped loosely around his neck as you pressed your lips together.
āBabyā¦ā Zanka moaned softly against your neck as he pressed himself into you again, his breathing hard and picking up. His one hand on your waist was in an almost bruising grip as he slowly dragged his dick out of your tight hole.
āMhm!!ā You whimpered and inhaled deeply through your nose, eyes rolling back slightly as you listened to the sounds your man was making. āYer so damn beautiful..ā Zanka held his breath as he bit his lip, eyes screwing shut as a shock of pleasure zapped through him. He loved the way you felt around his cock, like you were made for him. Like he was made for you.
You couldnāt form a sentence as he rubbed against your spot inside you, tears forming from the slower pace and pleasure. Your hand shot up and grabbed his shoulder, nails digging in as you slowly felt the heat building inside you. You loved this man so much, you wish heād stop being so shy about your relationship. You know he loves you though, and itās really showing right now.
Zankaās panting speeding up along with his movements. āIām so close..ā Zanka groaned deeply as he slammed himself back in after dragging out slowly. He savored the way your pussy squeezed around him and pulsed, the feeling making his head spin. He listened to your moans and soft cries, wishing he could just make you scream. But the walls are so so thin, heās scared someone will hear the two of you now. He decided to ārisk itā and open his eyes to look at you. āFuck..ā he whimpered, hips stuttering in their rhythm. Sweat beaded on his forehead as you cupped his face, smiling at him. āCāmon, Zanny, cum for me.. youāve been doing so good..ā the moaned that escaped your lips after, the way your head fell back in pure bliss as you felt your orgasm arrive.. oh man, it sent him over the edge. He buried his head in your neck as he became a small whimpery mess, his cum filling you quickly with thick hot spurts. āI love you, I love youā¦!ā He repeated over as he rocked his hips sloppily against you. āYer so perfect..ā
After pulling out, he took a moment and looked at you as he sat back on his knees. He could have got hard again from the look of you so fucked out. Of course he took care of you after, cleaning you gently between your thighs with a damp rag, small smile on his face as he admired his work.
The next morning, Zanka opened his bedroom door and peered out slowly. He looked left and right before stepping out into the empty hallway, you coming out right behind him. The door barely closed before you heard a cough behind you. āHey Zanka, been lookinā for ya.ā The both of you turned around and looked up at Enjin, his usual cocky smile twitching slightly.
āāāā
Iām feeling itās about time to make a master list. Idk how to do that so trial and error guys, trial and error. I also feel so bad for the person who requested this šš Iāve been sooo lazy Iām sorry Iām locking in now bb
based on this request !! thx nonnie, hope ya love it !! š«¶ title from love is stronger than pride by sade
synopsis - your boyfriend jabber is about to leave for a party, but itās not as easy as you thought to tell him you want him to stay home and hold youā¦
pairing - college au!jabber x fem!reader
contains - fem/AFAB!reader, probably ooc jabber, college/modern au, pet names (babe, my lady), kinda short, no warnings, just fluff!
wc - 297 (i know itās short iām sorry donāt shoot me)
āaight babe, iām heading out. think ima be home at liiike..11:30? 12? donāt quote me on that though. iām stopping at the store on the way home though, you need anything?ā
your boyfriendās voice carries through the dorm to where you were curled up on his bed. heās about to leave for some lame house party he told you about that you really couldnāt be less interested in.
āuh..actually, can you get me some pads? thanks, love you!ā
you say back to him, a simple request. he kinda paused by the door, and tilted his head, before walking over to the bed.
āwhat, youāre on your period?ā
āyeah..ā
āawh, see if ya told me, i wouldnāt go out to some party! iāll stay with you, thatās way better than some party..do you want me to?ā he offers quickly, with a small pout.
ājust go have fun, jabber, iām fine,ā you say, rolling your eyes but fighting off the way your lips curl up at the corners.
āif thereās no objections, iād rather not leave my lady here alone and suffering,ā he declares, sitting next to you on the bed suddenly.
āiām not suffering, geez, youāre dramatic.ā
āokay, well iāve heard otherwise before! so..i wonāt go. but, you said you needed pads? what size? iāll run out and get those real quick,ā he quickly scurries up from the bed and over to the door, and is basically in the hallway before you can reply.
ātext me what kind, iāll be back in five!!ā he yells as he dashes out the door with sudden energy, leaving you giggling at not only how much he cared for you, but also the thought of him standing confused in the feminine hygiene isle at the convenience store.
I have NO idea how to write them together help meeeeeee šššš
MDNI
Zanka hated the fact that no matter how hard he tried to resist Jabber, it never worked out the way he wants. I mean cmon now, Zanka currently has Jabberās legs thrown over his shoulders as he ground down into him, rubbing his clothed dick again his. Zanka bowed his head some and closed his eyes, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through him. Jabber stared at Zankaās face as he arched his back for him, humming as he watched Zankaās focused expression. āYo, you good?ā Jabber asked mockingly as sweat beaded on Zankaās head. The man groaned and rested his forehead against Jabberās calf āYer such a pain in the ass..ā he said lowly through gritted teeth. Jabberās grin widened āYeah, but you like it, donāt lie..ā he teased as he let his head fall back. Zanka took the opportunity and wrapped his fingers around the dreadheadās neck, squeezing tightly. Jabberās eyes shot open as he gasped, hands flying to grip Zankaās wrist. A moan escaped him as he looked Zanka in the eyes, biting his lip. āMan, youāre evil.ā The silver haired man just scoffed before whimpering as his hips sputtered. āDamn it..ā Zanka leaned forward, his face inches away from Jabbers as he fold him over. āYa think this is funny?ā Jabber shrugged the best he could, his breathing getting heavier by the minute. He nodded a few times before his eyes rolled back, his body going stiff under Zanka. The look of bliss on Jabberās face was enough to push Zanka over the edge too, his face darkened to a deep red as he squeezed his eyes shut as let his mouth hand open for a moment as he came in his pants. The room was quiet for a bit, just the heavy breathing. Though Zanka didnāt release Jabberās neck, he loosened his grip a little as he relaxed. The man pulled back as sat on his knees, admiring Jabber, though heād probably never admit it. Jabber noticed and gave him another toothy grin āYou already getting soft?ā Maaaaan..ā That was enough for Zanka to grab Jabbers hips again āNah, ām not done with you.ā
Can we get a Zanka x Enjins sister smut or headcannons? I NEED this. Like Zanka already looks up to Enjin so much but him dating Enjin's younger sister and having to keep quiet bc obv HQ has thin ass walls while he fucks her. The whole time he's trying to keep quiet and muffling her moans or keep the bed from hitting the wall. I feel like he'd genuinely love her so much bc he seems so sweet, but the thought of other people hearing is embarrassing as hell for him. Ik this man is overthinking everything about it but is still so sweet and careful about it like I feel like he's the type who would always have condoms in either his room or yours because he doesn't want either of you freaking out over pregnancy scares and he def talks to you to make sure you're liking it if you're quiet, even if it's not the first time. Chefs kiss, love you.
Zanka wants some head but heās too nervous to ask. Ok?
MDNI
God, he felt like a loser. Every time youāve talk to him today heād get distracted halfway through and just focus on your lips. His mind getting filled with dirty thoughts as you spoke.
Zanka would find himself in his room with the door locked. Of course. How many times has he done this, this week? God. You guys are a couple and have been for a while. But he just feels sooo bad asking you for sexual favors. Especially one that would involve abusing your throat.
His hand pumped his throbbing cock roughly. He growled lowly in his throat for a moment before it turned into a broken moan. āShit, y/n..ā he muttered as he watched himself jerk off. āYer gonna take this dick and swallow every drop.ā
His head falls back as he stared at the ceiling, imaging your face as he shoved his cock into your mouth. The tears that would stream down your face from how big he is. The way your lips would get puffy around him. How your throat would squeeze and convulse. God, the drool????
He groans and grunts as he thinks about it, imaging hard that his hand is you. Once he gets near his orgasm, his thighs start shaking as his jerking gets desperate. His groans turn into whimpers āCāmon..ā He whined softly. His orgasm hits him hard, thick white ropes of cum shooting from his dick and dripping down his hand. He lets out a loud broken moan of your name as he worked through his high.
The next day when he sees you, or if he sees you later, heās gonna be flustered. āAre you okay? Youāre really red.ā Zanka looks at you, his normal stoic expression indeed a bit red. He forces himself to look you in the eyes āFine.ā
Modern au established Janka doing that TikTok coupleās trend where they review some fuckass food in their car and then it cuts to them making out in the backseat.
Jabber, who has a decent social media presence, forces Zanka to do it with him because he thinks itās hilarious and also his fans love whenever Zanka appears on Jabberās page for more than 0.5 seconds.
Theyāre reviewing Dominoās stuffed cheesy bread. Zanka doesnāt speak, staring at the camera like āš«„ā while Jabber yaps on talking bout some āThey season it with garlic butter and oregano and then put it in the oven at 350 degrees Fahrenheitā and then in the middle of him speaking it abruptly cuts to Zanka spitting in his mouth while theyāre sitting in the backseat.
Then the video goes back to them eating in the front, and Jabberās neck is ruined. He turns to Zanka who looks the exact same except for the fact that his entire face is red and goes āhow is itā and Zanka chews and is like. āā¦good š«„ā
All the comments are just different variations of āgood job computahā. What bots
okay hai iām a loser and iām back with more zanka propaganda
i feel like he definitely jerks off to the thought of you giving him head but lwk i donāt think heād know how to even bring it up lmao HOWEVER i donāt know whether heād be the type of guy to fantasize about just normal plain old head or straight up facefucking but ultimately in the heat of the moment when his breath turns to sharp gasps and semi-suppressed whines with his hand frantically pumping his cock he shuts his eyes and just visualizes grabbing you by the hair and forcing your head up and down on it
anyways after he finishes and the post nut clarity hits heās reminded with the fact that it wasnāt your warm supple mouth over his dick and itās just him in his room with a hand covered in cum
gosh what a loser (i luv it)
also i imagine that the next day his face gets warm when he sees you the next day and heās like hyper aware of your lips cause guh theyāre just so soft looking and he spaces out a bit wondering whether youād swallow or spit until his daydream gets unpleasantly interrupted by rudos bickering with dear santa over some damn candy
The way heād grab onto your hips with a bruising force, panting hard while heās hypnotized by the way he slides in and out. Heād watch the liquid drip down your thighs as you clench around him. Heād growl and cus, being very vocal, āFuuck, mamas, you feel that?? Yeahh, you feel how deep I am..ā Heās not gentle. Heād slap your cheeks to make you cry out, grab them and squeeze them hard with one hand, laughing as he savors your noises. Heād bite down on your shoulder and other areas of your back he can reach. āYou want this dick soooo bad~ā he coos to you as he runs his tip up and down between your folds, pressing his hand against the back of your head to keep you against the pillow.
If thereās a mirror in the room itās even better! He would watch himself fuck you with a giant smirk on his face as you cry under him. Sometimes (basically everytime) heāll grab a handful of your hair and make you look at yourself in the mirror āYou see how pretty i make you, ma?ā Heād growl into your ear as he slams into at a fast pace. The man is IN LOVE with the way your ass jiggles when you bounce back onto him, making you do it sometimes until he cums. Speaking of him cumming, when hen heās not cumming inside then heās cumming allllll over your back, shooting white ropes along your spine and arch as he moans your name in pleasure.
āāāā
A/N: I love writing what comes to my mind š didnāt proof read!
sigghhhh OKAY honestly i freaking luv what you wrote about zanka dude that felt so spot on HE WOULD i feel like at least at first he would be super reserved and embarrassed but slowly it would turn into something more messy and vulnerable. he is a heavy breather leaning a bit towards whimpering tbh. i feel like before he cums itās a mix of frantic sharp breath and shaky moans. i think he would be kinda embarrassed about being too loud so he usally just clenches his jaw and shuts his eyes when he feels like he sounds too needy (he is VERY needy). actually take that back i think he controls his urges pretty well but he has lewd thoughts. dirty minded zanka anyoneā¦no?ā¦okayā¦bai
No, no, come back, youāre cookinā.
When heās alone and heās touching on himself heād imagine you going down on him as he commands you through it. Thinking about how heād handle you and make you moan his name, be completely at his mercy. But then when the time comes?? Heās just a nervous guy. His hands wouldnāt know where to sit right away because oh there are so many options. Heāll try sooo hard to stay silent, his teeth grinding together and his breathing halted so he doesnāt let out a moan or cry, squeezing you harder than he thinks he is. That doesnāt stop him though from making you press onto him harder. But once one noise manages to slip through his lips? Itās like he gives up then just like that- BOOM. Heās whimpering and mumbling in coherent things as he squeezes his eyes shut, letting out and taking in deep breaths between praises. His mouth hangs open when he cums, breathing in deep as his eyes roll back, his face a deep shade of pink as he closes his eyes to catch his breath after. I mean shiii as long as itās with you then heās guaranteed to bust a good load, donāt matter if itās in your mouth, body, hand, or in his pants.
