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︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ ↳˗ˏˋhe/him ✧ˊˎ˗ ↳˗ˏˋagender - 20 ✧ˊˎ˗ ↳˗ˏˋno. 1 aki luvr (i will mostly write about him) ✧ˊˎ˗ ↳˗ˏˋi write unhinged stuff, so always look at warnings before reading my works ! ✧ˊˎ˗ ↳˗ˏˋjjba, berserk, & chainsaw man main ✧ˊˎ˗

↳˗ˏˋrequest rules. masterlist. ✧ˊˎ˗

[rxzennia]

oral sex

✎𓂃 in the case of aventurine giving | m! reader

it’s taking everything in you to stay still. aventurine has you spread out in bed, his mouth around your dick and his hands on your thighs. your back is arched into the mattress and you’re trying your best to not whimper, but there really isn’t much you can do when he’s got your hips held down firmly.

“w-wait, babe, wait,” you hiss, shuddering and twitching so beautifully under him, “not there, it feels weird…”

“weird?” aventurine repeats slowly, lifting his head and staring up at you with hazy eyes. “how weird?”

you inhale sharply; your precum is all over his tongue and slowly dripping from his parted lips. he’s so adorable like this, panting and dazed as he goes down on you. such a shame that you’d promised to let him do all the work tonight, because all you’re itching to do is to shove him down onto the bed and fuck his tight throat.

aeons, he’s such a sight that you almost missed the question entirely. “good weird. c’mon, back to work.” you caress his cheek with one hand, gently trying to coax him back to giving you the head of your life. “you’re doing so well, give me more.”

you don’t need to tell him twice. aventurine doesn’t hesitate to lick and tease around your tip, his tongue digging carefully into your slit and feeling the veins on the side, until he slowly lowers his mouth and deepthroats you.

“oh, oh, aven,” you moan, physically restraining yourself from grabbing his head and doing whatever you want. “mm, that’s good,” you sigh loudly as your hips buck involuntarily, “you feel so good, i don’t think i can-”

“shh, you can,” aventurine coos, moving one hand to play with your balls as he bobs his head, “be good for me, hm? you promised.”

so pretty.

your boyfriend is so fucking pretty. your cock bulging in his throat every time he takes it all the way, his swollen lips covered in saliva and precum, his face colored a dark pink as tears bead at his eyes, and his own arousal straining against his pants…

you want to mess him up. 

“you,” aventurine stutters when he feels you get bigger in his mouth, “you, hngh, why’d you-”

“sorry, baby,” you say between gritted teeth. you’re about to lose it; you sit up and carefully slip your hands into his hair, and you hold him in place as you thrust into his mouth. “ah, your mouth is so warm,” you groan, tugging lightly at his hair while you move, “i can’t help it, you feel too damn good.”

the way you bite your bottom lip as you move is so intoxicating, the way your skin glistens with sweat as you pick up the pace and abuse his throat, aventurine can’t think anymore. like a possessed man, he seeks out your thick cock in his mouth, your taste, your body, and your affection. 

“ah, augh, hngh, please,” aventurine gags, with how rough you’re going, but he absolutely loves it. “harder, fuck me harder.” his words come out muffled, slurping and swirling his tongue like he just can’t get enough of your liquids. “please, please, i need, i…”

“oh, you need it?” your soft smile twists into a smirk, your grip tightening ever so slightly in his hair. “what do you need?” you’re feeling mischievous; you pull him off of you and take some time admiring his teary eyes, messy lips, and the sticky semi-clear liquid dripping down his chin. “aeons, you’re absolutely divine,” you say as you swipe away the beading tears with your thumbs, “tell me, baby. tell me and i’ll give it to you.”

“i need to taste you,” aventurine whines, a cute sound of annoyance when he doesn’t feel your cock between his lips, “i want your cum down my throat. please?” he adds, as if that would make you tease him less, “please?”

you stare at your lovely boyfriend, almost gasping at how desperate he is. you’ve gotten him all hot and bothered before, but it’s rare that he gets so needy for you. your hands slide down his face and you caress him gently, until you decide to slip your hands into his hair once more and shove him down your throbbing cock the exact moment you thrust upwards. 

“attaboy, that’s it,” you purr, holding aventurine’s head firmly as you take a moment to revel in the snug velvet of his mouth. “mm, that’s it, good boy, is this what you want?” 

“gah-eugh, hngh, mmf! y-yes!” he chokes, but he refuses to tap out. he allows you to push past his gag reflex and make him cry with each and every motion of yours. “i, i, augh, yes, i love it.” he ruts his hips harder, grinding against nothing as he sobs and moans, “aah, i can’t help myself… you’re so big!”

“like being called a good boy, huh?” you chuckle; aventurine likes to act tough, but whenever you give him what he likes, he melts into such a pretty puddle for you. “good boy, rinnie, you’re such a good boy,” you breath out between pleasured moans, “i’m, i’m close, oh, i’m going to come inside,” you ramble, your hips stuttering as you struggle to keep up the pace, “can i? rinnie, please, can i?”

he nods, his hands groping all over your thighs, your ass, all while he tries his very best to work harder for your cum in his mouth. he absolutely adores this sight, you’re drowning in feelings only he can give you, and you’re enjoying it so much that you can’t help but whimper for him.

“yes, yes, do it,” aventurine chokes out around your cock, his fingers gliding along your arched back. “do it, c’mon, lemme taste you…”

you keen sharply, bucking your hips one last time and grabbing onto your boyfriend’s head tightly. “fuck, i can’t, i can’t, baby, aah–” your thrusts become sporadic as you twitch helplessly, hot cum shooting straight down aventurine’s throat as you keep grinding yourself against his face– “oh, oh, that’s so good, fuck, rinnie, you’re so good, you’re doing so well.”

“hn, hmf, mh?” aventurine moans at how much you’re pouring into him, but he isn’t complaining, he swallows with practiced ease before he slowly eases off of you, a strand of milky white dangling from his lips. “bleh… you came so much…” he pants, crawling up the bed and laying down on top of you, “your turn to take care of me, you bastard.”

you laugh heartily, your hands are already reaching for the drawer on the nightstand. “of course, just sit back and relax,” you whisper, giving your sweet lover a kiss on his cheek. “we have the entire night still in front of us.”

[melonn-soda]

thinking of being in a t4t relationship with ratio and aventurine hehehr<33 both of them fuckin you with their straps as you cry and sob into their chests. aventurine eating you out good as ratio shoves his t-dick in ur face and tells you to suck while gently brushing ur hair out of your face.

kissin at both their top surgery scars when you’re all laying in bed during the aftercare <3 you ridin aventurine’s strap as ratio sits on his face; ratio using his muscles to slightly choke u as he fucks ya from behind

i need them carnally:((((

[porcalinecunt]

gallagher's stubble + oral . . . ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

can't stop thinking about old man gallagher and how his lil stubble would tickle your cunny while he eats you out like a man on death row.

this man straights up makes out with your pussy, stuffing his tongue through your hole while catching your clit every time he unhinged his jaw to take another bite. his chin covered in his spit and your slick, soaking his stubble that pricked your lips until it tickled. you'd flinch every time you feel 'em, causing you to close your thighs around his head and take a good tug at his messy brown hair. he'd let out a low groan with a chuckle after, pulling away with a sweet smile and lust blown eyes. such a cute expression for someeone so greedy and pussydrunk.

"sorry baby, can't help it. wouldn't mind if i kept going, would ya? ♡"

[freyito]

Hi! You asked for Aventurine requests among others, so I hope that you like this one? (Also, no pressure to accept this request! But thank you in advance for reading it <3) Could I maybe request Aventurine with an FTM!reader who dresses rather femininely? Reader can sometimes get rather insecure due to how people see him (either misgendering him or mocking him for being a trans man who still likes dressing femininely), so Aventurine comforts him and spoils him by getting him all the feminine clothing he likes. Idk, I thought it would be really sweet. I hope that request was coherent in any way. As I said, no pressure to do this if you aren't comfortable with it, but thank you so much in advance if you do! And thank you so much for writing fem readers, there's so little representation for us and it means the world to me <3

✧ a/n: if i had a nickel for everytime someone requested (one of) my comfort character(s) with an FtM reader who dresses femininely who gets a little insecure i'd have two nickels!!!! which isnt a lot but im soo happy it happened twice!!!!

fr tho thank you for this ask ehe.... healing my inner younger adult or sumn (shoutout to one of my exes who was super into femboys and completely killed my fashion sense) also idk where this name came from i just felt it. idk.

✭ pairing: aventurine x ftm reader

🗒 cw: ftm reader, dysphoria, comfort, this was written from the HEART, proofread

✎ wc:2.1k

ꜱᴛʀᴀᴡʙᴇʀʀʏ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛᴄᴀᴋᴇ

When you transitioned, you didn’t kill off your fashion, no, quite the opposite. It had never felt quite right to be called a girl, to be considered a woman. The clothes you wore had nothing to do with it, you were sure. Still, for a little bit after your public transition, you tried to dress more “traditionally masculine”, but it was only when you started wearing dresses and skirts and anything perceived as “feminine” that you felt truly at ease.

It was also around then that you got odd looks, and more mistakes and misgendering. Most of the time it was from strangers, so you chose to ignore it. It had no real effect on you since they were strangers, and their own opinions didn’t matter to you.

In doing this, you gained confidence, not that you didn’t have any before. You were simply presenting yourself how you liked, and you didn’t give a damn about who saw you as what. This confidence is what drew Aventurine’s attention to you, he quite enjoyed your slight flair for the dramatic, how ethereal you looked in certain dresses, and all around… you. He had never really fallen for someone as hard as he fell for you.

He pampers you as is, of course. Anything you want is yours, perhaps even three times over. No time to even say ‘I want’ or ‘I would like’, it’s yours. Especially clothes. He’s a bit of a fashionista himself, after all. You see a pretty dress you like? He’s buying it, and maybe a suit to match. Even a ball gown, something a little too formal for every-day wear? Don’t worry, he’ll find a reason to wear it.

Aventurine finds you pretty handsome any day of the week, even on your worst days, your most dysphoric days, where you want to do nothing but lie down in bed, dressed only in a massive t-shirt and boxers, unable to tame your disheveled looks. Which, those days seem to be becoming more and more frequent.

It had been quite a while since you two started dating, and you yourself knew dating one of the Ten Stonehearts would put some direct attention onto you. He wasn’t necessarily a celebrity, but of course paparazzi fled to him like flies to honey. And with that, you end up in the crossfire.

You do your best to ignore it, even when pictures of you and Aventurine end up on social media, even when the posts shift from referring to you as his ‘partner’, to his ‘girlfriend’, even when the comments referred to you as his girlfriend from the start. You shouldn’t let it get to you, you tell yourself, they’re just strangers is all, and they have no real connection to you. And yet, you can’t help but keep scrolling through those comments.

‘She’s so lucky!!’

‘I wish I was his girlfriend’

‘why can’t i be her :(‘

‘i’d give anything to be his GIRL’

Every little she, every little ‘girl’ gets to you. It cuts like knives, reopening old wounds you had forgotten about. Those words take root in your heart and you withdraw into yourself. Aventurine had been out on a… business trip, and you were left to wallow in your own dysphoric hell by yourself. Simply staring into your closet makes you feel sick, not even the clothes, but knowing that this is what you wore, and that is simply how people will perceive you from then on, his girlfriend. It hurts, dammit.

Despite the sickening pit forming in your stomach, you can't help but continue to scroll through the comments. Very few know of you, given your limited social media presence, even if Aventurine had tagged you in a couple posts of his own and even referred to you as his boyfriend. The few comments that mention you that do refer to you properly do not wash out just how many more had all sunk their fangs into the word ‘she’.

You finally pry your phone away from your eyes, turning it off and putting it face down as you bury your head into the plush pillows beneath you. You want to scream, to cry, but ultimately you are left with silence. Which turns out to be even worse, stuck with your thoughts that take hold and rip any semblance of confidence you had. Those words sink even deeper into your very bones, a reminder that you aren’t in the same leagues as a cis man, that perhaps you never will be. And then, the words ‘not a real boy’ start to rise. And slowly, that voice becomes louder, and louder, and lou–

You are interrupted by the muffled chime of a video call, raising your head and simply staring at your phone for a couple more moments. You knew exactly who was calling you, of course, he was the only one you really video called these days. And now, you didn’t even know if you wanted to pick up the phone. To you, it meant looking at yourself, seeing a girl. Doesn’t matter how little your portrait was in the corner, you’d still be there, all the same.

As if it was instinct, however, you pick up your phone and accept the call. You feel as if you immediately regret this decision, watching as your face pops up half-hidden by the sheets of your unkempt bed, finally minimizing into the corner.

“Hey handsome,” Aventurine starts, flashing you a pretty smile. He was driving, eyes on the road (thankfully), but peering at the phone every now and then. “How’s your night going, hm?”

“Good.” You mumbled, doing your best to sound at the very least okay. Your voice is muffled by the sheets and rather heavy, groggy.

“Awh, did I wake you up? I’m sorry,” He coos, still not looking at his phone, which you thank whichever Aeon you have to for that. “Just missed you is all.”

“It’s okay,” You manage to squeak out, tracing over his features mentally. He himself seemed so tired, despite how hard he played the relaxed character, you could tell that whatever meeting he had just gotten out of didn’t necessarily go all that well. “I missed you, too.”

You can see Aventurine smile, but silence fills the space between you two. The faint rumbling of the car on the road is soothing in a way, not too loud but not too quiet, enough to keep your thoughts from drifting. Perhaps you really are tired, with how easy it feels to fall asleep at the moment. Perhaps you were just tired, and that’s why such words got to you… and yet, as you did your best to surrender to sleep, Aventurine’s voice pulled you right back into reality.

“Have you been crying?” He doesn’t even tiptoe around it. It seems he had finally parked, and he finally got a good look at you. 

“Uhm–” You hadn’t even known you were crying, it seems you were so hyper-focused on just how you looked too much of a woman, and how badly you just did not want to see yourself.

“Hey, hey, what happened?” You can’t really lie to Aventurine, he’s pretty damn perceptive and it’s a little scary. Not just that, but he tends to worry about you, considering his luck doesn’t affect you. Seeing as he’s a whole star system away, he has every right to worry.

“It’s fine,” You groan, readjusting in the bed and doing what you could to hide your face while still allowing him to see some of it. You know you can’t get your way out of it, but deflect nonetheless. “Life sucks, is all.”

Aventurine purses his lips and furrows his brows, before clicking his tongue and shaking his head. He lets it go, for now. “Well, whatever it is, I’ll be home in like… three days, okay?” His voice softens from his usual sly tone.

You utter a low effort ‘mhm’, unable to conjure up any other words or sounds. You can see the worry creep into his expression, and somehow, it makes you think of a horrible, wretched question in the face of things.

“Do you see me as a girl?”

He lets out a ‘huh?’ before the question fully processes in his head. “No! Not at all! Why would you think that?” He raises his voice slightly, not panicked but as if in a rush to soothe your mind.

“I dunno. Seems like everyone else sees me as your girlfriend.” You huff, tilting your head.

“Well that’s them. You’re my boyfriend.”

“But–”

“Nuh uh. You’re my boyfriend. You’re a boy. Nothing else. Unless you wanna be my Husband?”

Aventurine’s cheeky tone returned and it caused a blush to bloom across your cheeks. You’re more surprised by the question itself, rightfully so, and it felt like it came out of left field. He chuckles at your reaction, raising his eyebrows, before shaking his head.

“What makes you think that, love?” He continues on if he hadn’t said anything, his voice softening once more.

You still once more, shaking your head. You feel as if you’ve already answered the question– you did– but, there was more than just that. “‘Cause of how I dress… do you even like it? Like... all the dresses and skirts and stuff."

“Of course I do!” He answers so quickly, placing his hand over his chest as if he was offended. “You look stunning! No matter how you dress. Is it annoying you?”

“... No.”

“Then you shouldn’t worry, okay? I love you, you know that, right?”

You nod meagerly, unable to find words. His reassurance helps a lot, but it would still take you a couple days to shake it off. For now, you would keep away from social media– especially those that were dedicated to Aventurine– to keep your head clear.

“C’mon, say it back,” Aventurine coos, “Or else I’ll start to feel a little hurt.”

“Love you too.”

“I’ll settle,” He huffs, but still his voice takes on a gentler tone once more. “Now, I’ll see you soon, okay? And I have a lot of gifts for you.”

WIth that, you two say your goodnights, and he promises you once more that he sees you as a man, regardless of how you dress or how you feel. You felt lighter, for sure, and were quite anxious and excited for Aventurine to come home. And the next days go by painfully slow, your mood dipping and rising equally, and yet, you were able to keep away from the same comments that had tanked your comfort within your body.

When Aventurine comes back home though, his arms are practically full of all sorts of boxes, jewelry boxes, and bags stuffed with Qilpoth knows how many clothes. He had to have someone help him bring his own luggage back to your apartment. He’s practically beaming, the fact that his gifts take up the entire couch was like an achievement for him. He showers you in kisses and praises and ‘I love you’s before he allows you to open his gifts.

He’s brought home almost an entire closet, pretty dresses, some rather formal, and even a ball gown, suits, as well, and a bunch of necklaces, bracelets, and rings. Many are adorned with gemstones, and most of those are aventurine stones. ‘For good luck’, he says, as if he didn’t know exactly what he was doing.

One gift, however, stands out among the rest. It isn’t big and poofy, it doesn’t shine, nor is it considered… formal. It’s a simple sundress, covered in floral designs, the material was light and airy. It’s beautiful as is, quite striking in its simplicity considering Aventurine’s fashion sense.

“It’s starting to get warm, y’know?” He shrugs, as you stare at it, running your thumb along the hem of its sleeves. “Wanted you to have something to wear, something pretty– not that the rest of your clothes aren’t pretty, but…”

As he stumbles over his words, you look at him and pull him into a kiss, one that isn’t quite heated, but rather tender and soft. When you pull away, there are practically stars in his eyes, and it seems you’ve soothed his own mind. Yet, his face is burning up, practically bright red as he looks away and clears his throat.

“Ahem… just wanted to, uh, let you know how pretty you are,” His voice shakes ever so slightly, as if a kiss was more bold than him proposing marriage. “And I wanted you to flaunt it.”

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[mysacredmuse-deactivated2024082]

museee do u have any nsfw aventurine hcs?? id love to see them ! 🥺

- 🦁 anon

hello dear !! I wrote 2.. 2? I think 2, LOL, but those were more specific (you can find them in my masterlist on my pinned post!), so I decided to do general nsfw headcanons for you :) <3

I hope that you will enjoy it! :) <3

reader: I've done both - female & male anatomy, but it is mostly gender neutral :)

cw/tw: nsfw - mdni!, mentions of collars, marking, thigh fucking & riding, mirror sex, praise & degrading, spanking, dry humping, oral, choking, bondage, cum control, edging & overstimulation, breeding, cockwarming, sensory play & blindfolds, office sex, nudes & tapes, pegging

dividers by @/saradika-graphics :)

• Aventurine • General NSFW Headcanons •

he likes soft & rough sex. Although, if he had to choose which one he prefers, it would be soft & romantic one. He likes to take his time with you, he enjoys the intimacy, passion, love and softness of it all ! It's his favorite thing - to sloppily thrust into you, gently pressing his hips into yours while watching your face, tenderly exploring your body with his fingertips or making out with you ! :3

big on making out !!!!!! he loves making out during sex !!!!! he will literally beg you to make out with him or ask you to kiss him. He just wants to have you as close as possible and as much of you as possible <3

he is a heavy switch. Being a dom or a sub is all good with him as long as both of you trust each other and feel comfortable. If you are a submissive, he wouldn't mind being dominant all the time and vice versa. However, he would like to be able to switch from time to time simply depending on his mood and desires at the moment :3

when it comes to his kinks, most of them are not too extreme. He enjoys collars. Either being collared by you or having you collared for him. That's only when there's mutual trust though, he would never participate in collaring with someone that he doesn't trust or care about. Which is also why he would find a very unique collar for you, perhaps even multiple so you can choose depending on your mood. They would all have something that is related to your own likings - favorite nickname, praise, degradation, your name even, color, certain accessories and additions :3

he loves marking ! Either you marking him or him marking you - it all goes. He prefers being marked on his chest, back, tummy, thighs & neck while he enjoys marking you anywhere that he can reach. Your whole body is just beautiful to him and he wants it all for himself :3 In case that marks can't really be seen on your body, then he would just enjoy only collaring you as a form of "marking", it would be more than enough for him :)

he also enjoys being tied up & tying up. Handcuffs, shibari, bows, ties, belts - anything that can serve a purpose for tying up is good to him :3

he likes cum control being done on him while he is tied up. He loves edging and he loves to be a good boy for you and show you how desperate he is while the two of you watch his cock leak precum & cum down slowly, all while he twitches and quivers. It's also the fact that he enjoys being vulnerable like that with you and letting you take control over him :3

however, if you have a cock yourself, he does enjoy doing cum control you as well. Seeing you all tied up while your cock is at full exposal for him and he gets to do anything he wants until he turns you into a little pathetic mess is truly a lovely treat for him <3 He likes to tease, gently licking the dripping cum down your cock all the way up to the tip of it but not letting you finish just yet.., only cleaning you up and edging you further <3

on the contrary, if you own a pussy, he still enjoys edging you & overstimulating you. His favorite is to tie you up for the bed, perhaps even tie your legs open for him while he gets do to whatever he'd like to do to you. Eat you our for hours while not letting you cum or maybe using only toys to edge you. If he is in a more dominant mood, he will use everything he can. Eat you out, then edge you with toys even further, then let you rest for a bit, then eat you out again until you almost cum.. and the circle continues :3

speaking of edging, he also likes to edge himself while he fucks you. He loves sliding his cock in and out of you slowly, letting it twitch and become even a bit painful as he uses you to edge himself. It's even better if you are the one ordering him how to fuck you and edge him like that :3

to finish it off, his favorite is to edge you and then overstimulate you. He also likes when you do that to him. Turning you from begging & pleading mess that is asking him to let you cum into a sniveling little overwhelmed mess that is telling him that they can't take it anymore is truly a beautiful sight for him. You can take one more for him, right?

cockwarming. that's it. cockwarm him or let him cockwarm you - he loves it <3

he loves giving oral. He loves receiving as well, but he prefers to please in that department. It's for his own pleasure too, he could quite literally (and he will) cum while eating you out or sucking your cock. It's simply too much for him to handle - the way your body reacts, the way you sound, the fact that he is the one that makes you feel that good. Enough for him to cum in his pants, really :3

bonus to the previous point: please pull his hair, he loves that... a lot

he is also a big fan of dry humping or simply grinding against each other until both of you cum from it. It's not necessary for him to have sex in order to enjoy and he thinks the neediness and desperation that a heavy makeout session combined with dry humping & grinding holds is quite attractive given that it makes both of you desperate and even more passionate since it's so limited movement & sensations wise :3

thigh riding & thigh fucking ! He loves to fuck your thighs and if he can get just a bit friction of your pussy or balls while he does it, he is going to lose his mind. He is fairly composed a lot of times, but something about thigh fucking makes him completely different than usual. He also loves to let you ride his thigh until you cum, perferably while having a collar on OR in front of a mirror. Also, he would let you fuck yourself between his thighs too, especially if he is punishing you or in a mood to tease you. You want to fuck his thighs..? Well then, make sure to jerk him off while doing it and no, you don't get to stop or take a break or you won't cum ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

speaking of thigh riding in front of a mirror which is also one of his favorites, he likes mirror sex in general ! He wants you to watch yourself while he fucks you, he wants you to see how pretty you are for him and he finds great pleasure in that <3 * bonus if you are filming it

prefers to praise, but he isn't opposed to degrading at all :3 However, when it comes to you doing it to him, he does have a much higher preference for being praised :)

he likes spanking. He isn't big on using whips or such tools, he prefers doing it with his own hand, especially if you are laying on his lap with your ass right in front of him, twitching and squirming while he plays with you <3 He doesn't mind being spanked himself, but he does get a little bit bratty when you do it :3

he likes choking as well & likes being choked :3 Nothing too harsh or rough, but just enough. It makes his brain dizzy and his neck is quite sensitive in general :3

blindfolds but especially during sensory play. He loves to play with ice, wax, feathers and such. His nipples are quite sensitive so anything sensory play related done to his nipples makes him cum almost instantly. However, when he does it to you, he enjoys exploring your body for hours while looking for your sensitive spots and mixing up all the possibilities to make you even needier and more aroused for him :3

breeding. In case that you have a pussy - it is not about pregnancy for him, if he was completely honest, he doesn't have a thing for pregnancy, but he does enjoy cumming inside of you as many times as he can. It doesn't matter if he fucks your cunt or your ass (depending on what you have and/or prefer) - he wants to breed you. There is something very intimate about it in his opinion and it makes him even more desperate to continue fucking you so he could fill you up as many times as he can :3

office sex. Please come to his office and cockwarm him. Or fuck him. Or let him fuck you. Anything really. He enjoys it quite a lot, especially when he is stressed out & something about possibly being caught makes him more than excited about it <3

he enjoys being put into his place which is why a lot of times he might push your buttons purposefully. He is a little bratty, but it's all for the purpose of you having your way with him because it does turn him on very much <3

he likes nudes & sex tapes (I mentioned this before, but I guess I'll say it again) :3

in case you don't own a cock, don't worry at all, he enjoys straps just as much. He might be hesitant about it at first, but he is quick to agree or even offer it himself. This goes hand in hand about his enjoyment in being handled by you - if you would handle him by pegging him until he can't think anymore, then please go on, he loves it and he would be the best boy you've ever had. He also likes sucking straps quite a lot, so just enjoy :3

[chosokamolvr]

pathetic little curse user

nanami kento x male reader

- nsfw under the cut

[name] was running for his life. he was running down the empty streets around the shibuya train station to save his life. but alas, his efforts were in vain.

a tall, blonde, yellow and black speckled tie wearing sorcerer was chasing after [name]. mahito had mentioned a sorcerer of a similar, or even the same description, but [name] never thought he'd see the day where he'd finally get caught by a sorcerer.

[name]'s legs kept dragging him along, going through different corners and short cuts along the way. then, [name] was trapped. he ran into a desolate alleyway with no way out. oh how he was fucked now. he didn't want to die this way, not to a stupid sorcerer he didn't even get to see the face of.

the sorcerer finally reached the alleyway, panting slightly as he looked straight into [name]'s eyes with a glare. [name] was panicking, he was shaking and his heart was thumping out of his chest. he hadn't lived long enough to die now! he didn't want to die by the hands of a handsome, tall, muscular sorcerer now did he?

"you." the sorcerer stated, walking closer to [name] before he held the poor man up by his hair. [name] was already squirming whilst the sorcerer hadn't even finished what he was going to say. "what did you do with gojo satoru?" the sorcerer continues, still holding [name] up by the hair.

[name] whimpered and he tossed his body around, wanting to be let down. yet, this sorcerer was too strong, far stronger than [name] or any other puny sorcerer the curse user had faced. "i.. i don't know! i wasn't in on it! i was just hired to distract other sorcerers! let me go, please!" [name] whined, not meeting the sorcerer's eyes.

the blonde man scoffed and he threw [name] against one of the walls of the alleyway. "maybe this will make you talk, or it won't." he said before unbuckling his belt and pulling his trousers down. the sorcerer creeped closer, as he pulled his boxers down revealing his hardening dick.

[name] looked at the sorcerer with a gulp. he couldn't believe this was happening to him right now. [name] was getting hard, and to a sorcerer at that. how pathetic. "what.. what are you going to do to me?" the curse user asked, but he already knew what this sorcerer was going to do.

"you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" he chuckled before he pushed [name] fully against the wall. [name]'s face was now pressed up against the brick, feeling weird and rough on his cheeks. "the name's nanami, by the way. nanami kento. i guess you'll want to know the name of who's gonna fuck you, don't you?" nanami says before pulling [name]'s trousers and boxers down, pressing his hard-on against [name]'s ass.

all [name] can do is gulp and stand back to recieve what nanami is about to give him. he closes his eyes and he takes a deep breath in. [name] knows nanami is probably not going to prep him or anything. why would you prep the enemy's ass for your dick anyway?

then, nanami pushes into [name]. first it's the tip, then he immediately slams in his whole length causing [name] to hiss out in pain. it burnt, but [name] knew nanami wasn't going to care.

nanami then kept a grip on [name]'s hair as he started thrusting slowly, trying to aggravate the curse user he was inside of. "shit. you're so tight, i feel like i can barely move my dick." the blonde chuckles, but in reality he loved how tight [name] was. "you're as tight as a virgin. have you never had sex? or have you just never been fucked by a man before?" [name] whines at nanami's questions, his body pressed against the wall as nanami thrusted. he didn't know how to respond, the dick inside of him was making his brain switch off.

as nanami thrusted, [name]'s dick was pressing and rubbing against the harsh texture of the wall infront of him. as painful as it was, [name] was in a state of pleasure. all of the pain he felt dissipated and turned into pleasure.

"ah- faster.. please nanami.." [name] blabbered and slobbered out onto the wall. nanami huffed and he took [name]'s arms, tying them up behind his back before thrusting faster, as per the curse user's request. "it's sir to you." nanami scoffs.

[name] didn't realise what had just happened. he was too late in the pleasure. once nanami slammed into him faster and deeper, [name] yelped out, coming back to his senses again. he tried to move his arms only for them to be bounded by nanami's yellow and black speckled tie.. the tie mahito had described before.

"mm.. sir.. please.." [name] whined, although he didn't know what he was whining for himself. nanami just chuckled and he continued thrusting at a decently fast pace that was also rough on [name]'s behind.

"you're pathetic, you know that?" nanami grunts inbetween thrusts, hand still firmly gripped in [name]'s hair. "you're letting a sorcerer, your enemy, fuck you and you're enjoying this too." the blonde chuckles, but he truly had a soft spot for pathetic idiots like [name]. "can you imagine what the people who hired you would say if they saw you like this? what's his name.. mahito, right? how do you think he'd react." nanami huffs.

[name] just mewls. he can't say anything as he's lost in the pleasure and ecstasy, he's practically drowning in lust. his back arches and his eyes roll back as he feels nanami go deeper. it just feels so good, too good to be the enemy's dick.

nanami smirks as he sees [name]'s reaction. the fact that [name] is too pathetic to respond and too built up due to a few minutes of sex is so thrilling to nanami. "answer my question from before." nanami states, gripping [name]'s hair harder to get him to speak. "what have you and your little friends done with gojo satoru?" nanami repeats his question from earlier. [name] responds by drooling on the wall even more. he's probably forgotten why gojo is, and truth be told he didn't have to do with gojo's sealing in the first place. nanami's dick was so good it made [name] forget about everything.

then, [name]'s vision went went and he cummed all over the wall. white painted and stained the brick, leaving nanami disgusted. "who said you could cum, you pathetic curse user? i certainly didn't." nanami grunted, clearly annoyed by [name]'s actions. "guess we'll keep going until i think we're finished. you wouldn't mind that, right?"

[name] shook his head, or, he tried to. his head was still against the wall, leaving a few scratches and marks and his hair was still in nanami's hand. "no sir.. we can keep going.." [name] squeaked out, his thighs trembling slightly as he had just came and by the fact that nanami was still thrusting into him.

"good." is all nanami responded with. he went far more deeper and rougher than before, the tip of his dick reaching [name]'s prostate again and again leading [name] to cum several more times over the wall.

once nanami was finished, he cleaned himself up and left [name] panting heavily on the floor of the alleyway. [name] was covered in his own cum, his hair all over the place and his wrists almost forming bruises. he did like the experience nanami gave him, but he never thought he'd be fucking with the enemy.

"pathetic little curse user you are." nanami said before he left. "you should be glad i didn't kill you and that i spared you because you're so cute." he smirked.

and that was the last [name] ever saw of the blonde sorcerer.

[crscntwhite]

might post smth soon ? might not. who knows, we’ll see how my writer’s block is going 🫠

[crscntwhite]

⠀   ⠀ k. sampo:: -a special service- one shot ✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ koski sampo x dominant!bottom m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ you've become interested in sampo, and that interest quickly became a craving for sex with him

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 2.5k wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ 18+ nsfw content, reader is somewhat of a cock slut, blowjob, cock warming, an interesting way to jerk off, unprotected anal sex

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ i got into hsr recently, and fell in love with sampo almost immediately. so i whipped up this silly little thing. i tried to provide a lil bit of a backstory, but i wanted this to be primarily pnp. not proofread.

always read the content warnings before reading. this piece contains explicit content strictly for an 18+ audience. do not interact if you: are a minor, a faceless blog, or do not state your age in your bio. fem!readers dni.

it's been a few months since i first set foot on jarilo-vi. the planet really is in an eternal freeze like the rumors said. it's painfully cold, but luckily it doesn't particularly have any effect in the underworld, where i've been spending a lot of my time. i'm an independent adventurer. however, lots of people confuse me to be with the astral express, and to be quite honest, i want to be as far away from those people as possible. they seem to instigate nothing but trouble that i do not want to be involved in. i've been doing my work from the sidelines, observing the daily lives of people in the underworld and how it compares to other civilizations. it's fascinating once you discover the differences of societies.

but one particular person catches my eye. a member of wildfire. an eloquent mercenary. a master at persuasion. sampo koski. i don't know if it's his charisma, his determination, or his stupidity, but he's someone that i've been focused on for a while. i occasionally will watch his work, spy on him in a sense, and watch how he performs his transactions. something about him sparked a feeling in me that i haven't felt before. affection? romance? lust? i wasn't quite sure. what i was sure of, however, was that this foreign feeling influenced me to ask a certain... service from sampo, so it could satisfy whatever was brewing inside me. i was repulsed by it at first, but i am a man of thrill. i don't want to lie and say that i wasn't just a little bit curious as to how sampo will react. or better yet, if he accepted. after contemplated it for a few days, i approached one of rivet town's civilians by random with an envelope in hand, its contents a top secret. "do you know a sampo koski?" "yes, as a matter of fact, i do."

i sat patiently on the edge of the bed in goethe hotel, room 217. i'm surprised that i have passive relations with the guards of the overworld, considering that i'm mostly interacting with the underworld, but i don't question it too much so i don't risk being banished. as i sat i half expected sampo to not show up, for several reasons. i glanced at the clock that hung on the wall, and it read 8:13. sampo was thirteen minutes late. i remembered explicitly writing 8:00 pm in the letter. i decided to give him a little more time, especially with how sudden this request was made. if he didn't show after that, i would've assumed that sampo took my money and ran.

i heard footsteps approaching the door. i turned my attention towards it, and as soon as my eyes fixated on it, the door opened rather quickly. as i anticipated, it was sampo. in one motion he rushed in and shut the door behind him, but not too loudly that it would disturb the other guests on the floor. we both made eye contact, and he laughed.

"well well, look what we have here. you must be (y/n), correct? oh please tell me i've entered the correct room." it was his usual enthusiasm for being so playful.

"yes, that's me."

"ah, excellent! well sir, before we get things, eh uh... started, i have quite a few questions for you. i think it's only fair for me to ask, hmm?" he wore that smirk he always has on, his teal, sanpaku eyes glaring right into my soul. he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. charming.

"i guess so. what do you need to know?" i shifted my legs as i remained seated on the bed comforter.

"firstly, do you know how lucky you are? i would never willingly come up here to the overworld, 'cause there's a certain blondy that's after my ass. but once i counted how much money you put in that envelope, well goodness, i couldn't possibly refuse..." his voice dropped in a very seductive way as soon as money was mentioned. there was a tightening in my pants.

"you know, this is the very first time i've received a commission like this. i usually do cargo, other shipments and trade, but... a sex service? may i ask, what compelled you to do this?" i had to think and formulate my words before i answered.

"not to scare you, but i'm on mission to study and observe life here on jarlio-vi. i've been watching how you do your business, and i'm quite interested in your methods. but there's something about you... something i long for. i haven't even had a conversation with you before, hell, you haven't even seen me before now. but there's this feeling in me that i can't get rid of. and i was curious to see if this is it."

"ahh, very interesting indeed. well," sampo cut himself off by removing himself off the wall and made his way towards me slowly until he was hovering over my body, which was half the size of his. his eyes remained on me the entire time. "i'll accept your request, mr. (y/n). there's always a first for everything... and you are quite cute." he set his gloved hand under my jaw, his thumb on my chin, and lifted my head.

"good," i swiftly sat up and grabbed sampo's other wrist to guide him to replace positions with me. he comically gasped as i forced him to sit down as i remained standing. "i pay you, i tell you what to do." sampo chuckled.

"alright, whatever you say your majesty." he leaned back, legs over the bed spread out and holding himself up by placing his hands on the side. i removed my belt from my pants, not only to relieve of my raging hard on, but to tie sampo's hand behind his back. i positioned myself on top of his lap, legs apart where he could totally see my dick. i reached for his wrists and he complied when i used the belt to restrain him.

"goodness, are you filled with so much surprise. i wouldn't have a clue that you were this kinky." he grinned, and i could see the need filling his eyes. but i've already gotten used to sampo's teasing just from spying on him, so it didn't bother me as much as it should. i removed myself off of him and kneeled down on the wooden floor. he watched my every move as i took off his own belt, unzipped his fly, and pulled down on his boxers where his cock sprang free. he was just as hard as me. and christ he was huge, if i were to guess he was almost twice the size as me and i'm pretty average.

without any warning or words exchanged, i shut my eyes and pressed my lips against his tip, and he immediately reacted by inhaling sharply. i didn't go any further just yet. i repeatedly rolled over his slit with my tongue, but did so slowly. i wanted to give sampo a tiny taste of his own medicine.

"a-and you're a real t-tease, aren't ya? i get you wanting to do things your own way here, b-but this is just pure torture to a poor man..." i leisurely opened my eyes to look up at sampo, who not only looked like he was struggling to keep his composure, but was also trembling all over. maybe i was taking it too far. while keeping eye contact with him, i took more of him in, but again, did so slowly. even though i've sucked more cocks that i can count on my two hands, sampo was one of the biggest i've seen, so i wanted to not only push him even more but also didn't want to choke. it would be embarrassing to have my cause of death be suffocation from sampo's big dick.

as i started to feel the tears prick my eyes, i already had sampo completely enveloped in my mouth and throat. my nose was right up against his pubes, and to be quite honest, it smelled nice. i remained still again, keeping sampo in me as if i was his personal cock warmer. he was still trembling, his breathing got heavier, and his dick was twitching in my throat. it was very cute to see to see him on the brink of breaking down simply because of how much i was edging him. don't hunt what you can't kill, sampo.

"p-please... move," he mumbled through his teeth. his witty mannerisms died for now, and he was clearly sexually stressed. but i didn't give in just yet. as my final gesture of "torture," i began to bob my adam's apple up and down by command, which massaged the tip the the top of his shaft. it was something i learned to do a while ago, and from it i found out that men love it. as expected, sampo audibly gasped and he started to hyperventilate. in the mixture of it, he whined and cried from the pleasure. both his cute moans and the wet noises coming from my own throat was oh so lewd. my own dick was twitching, frustrated from being so neglected, but i ignored it for now.

i was about to remove myself from sampo until i heard a harsh snap come from him. i opened my eyes wide to find one of sampo's hands gliding down towards me. how the fuck did he break free from my restraints? i tied him up so well! he's gonna pay for another belt... he wrapped his hand around his bulge my throat, holding a somewhat grip to it. what was he planning to do...?

"i-i'm sorry, mr. (y/n), but what you're doing is too much. i... i have to do this." he moved his hand up and down, as if he was jerking himself off, but it was in me. i needed to breathe since holding my breath was quickly beginning to be more difficult, but what sampo was doing was so fucking hot. it wasn't an idea i've had before, so i have to give him credit for it. however, it luckily didn't last very long. he was panting for air as he was reaching his high, and came down my throat shortly after. i had no other choice but to swallow all of it, since how far down he was in me. but i didn't complain. at least it didn't taste bad.

i immediately took his cock out of my mouth and gasped for air, taking in as many deep breaths as i could. i was maybe holding my breath for 2, maybe 3 minutes? i coughed a few times, feeling sampo's cum sticking to the walls of my throat.

"that... that was certainly something," sampo chuckled. he was out of breath as i was, and he seemed to be done for the night. but i wasn't. i still had to take care of my own cock, which surprisingly, hasn't been relieved yet. to not let sampo run away, i swiftly removed my pants in boxers in one movement and repositioned myself on sampo's lap as i did before. he stuttered, possibly trying to to stop what i was about to do, but i was persistent. using my leftover saliva on his dick as lube, i situated his tip against my hole and lowered myself as slow as i could. i didn't need any preparation because, similar to cock sucking, i've been fucked just as many times and my body was used to it. it'll forever be ready for whatever dick i come across.

when a third of his dick was in my ass, i put boh my hands on his shoulders for support. i hung my head low, panting just as heavily as sampo was mere minutes ago, with a few moans sprinkled in there. but god it felt so good. he was stretching me out just right, there was a little pain but it was such a pleasurable pain. i was afraid i'd become addicted to sampo's dick. as i continued letting sampo go deeper into me, he reached over and grabbed my aching cock with his gloved hand. i cried out in shock, lost by balance and sat down completely on his lap because i was so surprised.

out of instict, i leaned my head back and moaned quite loudly because sampo was completely in me, again. but this time it was a thousand times better. the tip of his cock was pressing just right against my prostate and a surge of electricity ran through my body. i could feel him inside my stomach, and if i were to guess, it was pressing right against my stomach to where you could see it protrude from me. as the muscles in my ass flexed from the pleasure, i tightened my hold against sampo, my knuckles turning white. he laughed and stroked my cock, which only added more fuel to the fire. at this point, i was a moaning, gasping mess.

"my god, you're so tight. just earlier you were so in control, but it seems like the roles have reversed." he thrusted up into me, his cock jamming directly against my prostate again. i let out another cry, louder than the previous ones. i was worried that i was becoming too loud to where i was a disturbance to the people in the other rooms. i wanted to move on my own, to have my own sense of order in the situation, but sampo continuously thrusted into me at a steady tempo. his balls were slapping against my ass cheeks, which made such an erotic sound every time he drove himself into me. he simultaneously jerked me off, but he was going faster and faster with his hand movements by the second. i think he could tell that i was very close to cumming.

with my eyes almost rolled into the back of my head like i was perverted slut, i warned sampo with a breathy voice. "s-sampo, i'm about to..." he smiled softly and let out a light laugh through an exhale of his nose. while he was still fucking me, i came with a high pitched moan, not caring how embarrassing it was to do that in front of sampo. when i was finished, he let go of my softening cock, and removed his own from me. my body was worn out, sweat dribbling all over and rested my head against his shoulder as i caught my breath for the second time that night.

i was a little disappointed it all went so fast. maybe we were both sexually frustrated and that was our first times in a while. regardless of what the reason was, i had a hunch that i would need sampo again for another service like this one, but next time he would be "in charge." i wondered how he would be like, whether or not he's freaky in bed as i am, or if he was strictly vanilla. i only got a glimpse of what sampo koski was like that night. and i was curious for more.

"we have to do this again another time."

[crscntwhite]

hi friends! i just posted another one shot, this time it's sampo from hsr! yay! sorry for the hiatus, this past spring semester was... hell, to say the least, so i had no time to write anything. sorry about that :( luckily i'll have a lotta time to write during this summer!

[crscntwhite]

⠀   ⠀ k. sampo:: -a special service- one shot ✧

↳ pairing ✧ ➼ koski sampo x dominant!bottom m!reader

↳ summary ✧ ➼ you've become interested in sampo, and that interest quickly became a craving for sex with him

↳ word count ✧ ➼ 2.5k wrds

↳ content warnings ✧ ➼ 18+ nsfw content, reader is somewhat of a cock slut, blowjob, cock warming, an interesting way to jerk off, unprotected anal sex

↳ author's note ✧ ➼ i got into hsr recently, and fell in love with sampo almost immediately. so i whipped up this silly little thing. i tried to provide a lil bit of a backstory, but i wanted this to be primarily pnp. not proofread.

always read the content warnings before reading. this piece contains explicit content strictly for an 18+ audience. do not interact if you: are a minor, a faceless blog, or do not state your age in your bio. fem!readers dni.

it's been a few months since i first set foot on jarilo-vi. the planet really is in an eternal freeze like the rumors said. it's painfully cold, but luckily it doesn't particularly have any effect in the underworld, where i've been spending a lot of my time. i'm an independent adventurer. however, lots of people confuse me to be with the astral express, and to be quite honest, i want to be as far away from those people as possible. they seem to instigate nothing but trouble that i do not want to be involved in. i've been doing my work from the sidelines, observing the daily lives of people in the underworld and how it compares to other civilizations. it's fascinating once you discover the differences of societies.

but one particular person catches my eye. a member of wildfire. an eloquent mercenary. a master at persuasion. sampo koski. i don't know if it's his charisma, his determination, or his stupidity, but he's someone that i've been focused on for a while. i occasionally will watch his work, spy on him in a sense, and watch how he performs his transactions. something about him sparked a feeling in me that i haven't felt before. affection? romance? lust? i wasn't quite sure. what i was sure of, however, was that this foreign feeling influenced me to ask a certain... service from sampo, so it could satisfy whatever was brewing inside me. i was repulsed by it at first, but i am a man of thrill. i don't want to lie and say that i wasn't just a little bit curious as to how sampo will react. or better yet, if he accepted. after contemplated it for a few days, i approached one of rivet town's civilians by random with an envelope in hand, its contents a top secret. "do you know a sampo koski?" "yes, as a matter of fact, i do."

i sat patiently on the edge of the bed in goethe hotel, room 217. i'm surprised that i have passive relations with the guards of the overworld, considering that i'm mostly interacting with the underworld, but i don't question it too much so i don't risk being banished. as i sat i half expected sampo to not show up, for several reasons. i glanced at the clock that hung on the wall, and it read 8:13. sampo was thirteen minutes late. i remembered explicitly writing 8:00 pm in the letter. i decided to give him a little more time, especially with how sudden this request was made. if he didn't show after that, i would've assumed that sampo took my money and ran.

i heard footsteps approaching the door. i turned my attention towards it, and as soon as my eyes fixated on it, the door opened rather quickly. as i anticipated, it was sampo. in one motion he rushed in and shut the door behind him, but not too loudly that it would disturb the other guests on the floor. we both made eye contact, and he laughed.

"well well, look what we have here. you must be (y/n), correct? oh please tell me i've entered the correct room." it was his usual enthusiasm for being so playful.

"yes, that's me."

"ah, excellent! well sir, before we get things, eh uh... started, i have quite a few questions for you. i think it's only fair for me to ask, hmm?" he wore that smirk he always has on, his teal, sanpaku eyes glaring right into my soul. he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. charming.

"i guess so. what do you need to know?" i shifted my legs as i remained seated on the bed comforter.

"firstly, do you know how lucky you are? i would never willingly come up here to the overworld, 'cause there's a certain blondy that's after my ass. but once i counted how much money you put in that envelope, well goodness, i couldn't possibly refuse..." his voice dropped in a very seductive way as soon as money was mentioned. there was a tightening in my pants.

"you know, this is the very first time i've received a commission like this. i usually do cargo, other shipments and trade, but... a sex service? may i ask, what compelled you to do this?" i had to think and formulate my words before i answered.

"not to scare you, but i'm on mission to study and observe life here on jarlio-vi. i've been watching how you do your business, and i'm quite interested in your methods. but there's something about you... something i long for. i haven't even had a conversation with you before, hell, you haven't even seen me before now. but there's this feeling in me that i can't get rid of. and i was curious to see if this is it."

"ahh, very interesting indeed. well," sampo cut himself off by removing himself off the wall and made his way towards me slowly until he was hovering over my body, which was half the size of his. his eyes remained on me the entire time. "i'll accept your request, mr. (y/n). there's always a first for everything... and you are quite cute." he set his gloved hand under my jaw, his thumb on my chin, and lifted my head.

"good," i swiftly sat up and grabbed sampo's other wrist to guide him to replace positions with me. he comically gasped as i forced him to sit down as i remained standing. "i pay you, i tell you what to do." sampo chuckled.

"alright, whatever you say your majesty." he leaned back, legs over the bed spread out and holding himself up by placing his hands on the side. i removed my belt from my pants, not only to relieve of my raging hard on, but to tie sampo's hand behind his back. i positioned myself on top of his lap, legs apart where he could totally see my dick. i reached for his wrists and he complied when i used the belt to restrain him.

"goodness, are you filled with so much surprise. i wouldn't have a clue that you were this kinky." he grinned, and i could see the need filling his eyes. but i've already gotten used to sampo's teasing just from spying on him, so it didn't bother me as much as it should. i removed myself off of him and kneeled down on the wooden floor. he watched my every move as i took off his own belt, unzipped his fly, and pulled down on his boxers where his cock sprang free. he was just as hard as me. and christ he was huge, if i were to guess he was almost twice the size as me and i'm pretty average.

without any warning or words exchanged, i shut my eyes and pressed my lips against his tip, and he immediately reacted by inhaling sharply. i didn't go any further just yet. i repeatedly rolled over his slit with my tongue, but did so slowly. i wanted to give sampo a tiny taste of his own medicine.

"a-and you're a real t-tease, aren't ya? i get you wanting to do things your own way here, b-but this is just pure torture to a poor man..." i leisurely opened my eyes to look up at sampo, who not only looked like he was struggling to keep his composure, but was also trembling all over. maybe i was taking it too far. while keeping eye contact with him, i took more of him in, but again, did so slowly. even though i've sucked more cocks that i can count on my two hands, sampo was one of the biggest i've seen, so i wanted to not only push him even more but also didn't want to choke. it would be embarrassing to have my cause of death be suffocation from sampo's big dick.

as i started to feel the tears prick my eyes, i already had sampo completely enveloped in my mouth and throat. my nose was right up against his pubes, and to be quite honest, it smelled nice. i remained still again, keeping sampo in me as if i was his personal cock warmer. he was still trembling, his breathing got heavier, and his dick was twitching in my throat. it was very cute to see to see him on the brink of breaking down simply because of how much i was edging him. don't hunt what you can't kill, sampo.

"p-please... move," he mumbled through his teeth. his witty mannerisms died for now, and he was clearly sexually stressed. but i didn't give in just yet. as my final gesture of "torture," i began to bob my adam's apple up and down by command, which massaged the tip the the top of his shaft. it was something i learned to do a while ago, and from it i found out that men love it. as expected, sampo audibly gasped and he started to hyperventilate. in the mixture of it, he whined and cried from the pleasure. both his cute moans and the wet noises coming from my own throat was oh so lewd. my own dick was twitching, frustrated from being so neglected, but i ignored it for now.

i was about to remove myself from sampo until i heard a harsh snap come from him. i opened my eyes wide to find one of sampo's hands gliding down towards me. how the fuck did he break free from my restraints? i tied him up so well! he's gonna pay for another belt... he wrapped his hand around his bulge my throat, holding a somewhat grip to it. what was he planning to do...?

"i-i'm sorry, mr. (y/n), but what you're doing is too much. i... i have to do this." he moved his hand up and down, as if he was jerking himself off, but it was in me. i needed to breathe since holding my breath was quickly beginning to be more difficult, but what sampo was doing was so fucking hot. it wasn't an idea i've had before, so i have to give him credit for it. however, it luckily didn't last very long. he was panting for air as he was reaching his high, and came down my throat shortly after. i had no other choice but to swallow all of it, since how far down he was in me. but i didn't complain. at least it didn't taste bad.

i immediately took his cock out of my mouth and gasped for air, taking in as many deep breaths as i could. i was maybe holding my breath for 2, maybe 3 minutes? i coughed a few times, feeling sampo's cum sticking to the walls of my throat.

"that... that was certainly something," sampo chuckled. he was out of breath as i was, and he seemed to be done for the night. but i wasn't. i still had to take care of my own cock, which surprisingly, hasn't been relieved yet. to not let sampo run away, i swiftly removed my pants in boxers in one movement and repositioned myself on sampo's lap as i did before. he stuttered, possibly trying to to stop what i was about to do, but i was persistent. using my leftover saliva on his dick as lube, i situated his tip against my hole and lowered myself as slow as i could. i didn't need any preparation because, similar to cock sucking, i've been fucked just as many times and my body was used to it. it'll forever be ready for whatever dick i come across.

when a third of his dick was in my ass, i put boh my hands on his shoulders for support. i hung my head low, panting just as heavily as sampo was mere minutes ago, with a few moans sprinkled in there. but god it felt so good. he was stretching me out just right, there was a little pain but it was such a pleasurable pain. i was afraid i'd become addicted to sampo's dick. as i continued letting sampo go deeper into me, he reached over and grabbed my aching cock with his gloved hand. i cried out in shock, lost by balance and sat down completely on his lap because i was so surprised.

out of instict, i leaned my head back and moaned quite loudly because sampo was completely in me, again. but this time it was a thousand times better. the tip of his cock was pressing just right against my prostate and a surge of electricity ran through my body. i could feel him inside my stomach, and if i were to guess, it was pressing right against my stomach to where you could see it protrude from me. as the muscles in my ass flexed from the pleasure, i tightened my hold against sampo, my knuckles turning white. he laughed and stroked my cock, which only added more fuel to the fire. at this point, i was a moaning, gasping mess.

"my god, you're so tight. just earlier you were so in control, but it seems like the roles have reversed." he thrusted up into me, his cock jamming directly against my prostate again. i let out another cry, louder than the previous ones. i was worried that i was becoming too loud to where i was a disturbance to the people in the other rooms. i wanted to move on my own, to have my own sense of order in the situation, but sampo continuously thrusted into me at a steady tempo. his balls were slapping against my ass cheeks, which made such an erotic sound every time he drove himself into me. he simultaneously jerked me off, but he was going faster and faster with his hand movements by the second. i think he could tell that i was very close to cumming.

with my eyes almost rolled into the back of my head like i was perverted slut, i warned sampo with a breathy voice. "s-sampo, i'm about to..." he smiled softly and let out a light laugh through an exhale of his nose. while he was still fucking me, i came with a high pitched moan, not caring how embarrassing it was to do that in front of sampo. when i was finished, he let go of my softening cock, and removed his own from me. my body was worn out, sweat dribbling all over and rested my head against his shoulder as i caught my breath for the second time that night.

i was a little disappointed it all went so fast. maybe we were both sexually frustrated and that was our first times in a while. regardless of what the reason was, i had a hunch that i would need sampo again for another service like this one, but next time he would be "in charge." i wondered how he would be like, whether or not he's freaky in bed as i am, or if he was strictly vanilla. i only got a glimpse of what sampo koski was like that night. and i was curious for more.

"we have to do this again another time."

[flurrina-deactivated20240917]

ON THE RUN.

Madame Cocolia issued an order to arrest you, March 7th and your lover Dan Heng. Thankfully you managed to escape into a fragmentum for the time being hiding from the citizens of belebog.

pairing : dan heng/reader

warnings : bottom male reader, SMUT, reader is not a virgin bc idfk how to write for virgin!reader, porn without plot lol, danny boyo has lube on his fingers alr...

"Dan-ie" you whispered, moaning against the walls where dan heng had you pinned. "Please jus' fuck me already" you whined when he only teased you more, his tongue swirling aganst your nipples.

He had you pinned against the walls with your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands kneading the fat of your ass. "Patience." was the only thing he mumbled as his slender fingers slither inside your hole.

His pace was gentle, scissoring his fingers inside to make way for his cock. In the meantime, you work on unbuttoning his pants to free his hard on. It slapped against Dan Heng's abdomen as it stood up.

After he was satisfied with the prep, Dan heng slowly guided his reddish cock to your hole, his other hand pinching at your chest. At first only the tip pops in making you both groan. His tongue found yours and your lips locked.

He slowly slid the entirety of his cock inside, relishing in the lewd noises your ass made. Rhythmic thrusts angled to hit your spot made your toes curl. Even though it was slow, his thrusts were harsh.

"F-Faster." You immediately regretted telling him to hurry up as almost instantly he started fucking you like a man starved. His harsh, precise and quick thrusts were making your mind become hazy.

"Keep quiet!－ Shit.. Baby you.. fuck- feel so good! You're just a slut for my cock aren't you. Always begging to be treated like a whore. Don't regret your actions now."

[crscntwhite]

hey guys! sorry about the lack of posts recently, i just started up my second semester. hopefully i’ll be back to posting regularly soon!

[bl-astoise]

“In order to keep watch on you, we have to live together. And it’s fine to kill you if you try to run off somewhere, apparently”.

[story-kat]

Art by fedzz_z

Posted with Permission (reprint/edit and/or commercial use prohibited)

[crscntwhite]

hey friends, friendly reminder that fem readers & faceless blogs are not welcome on my page. this is an m!reader and gn!reader safe space. i’ve been getting quite a few fem readers/faceless blogs liking my recent yoshida x MALE reader post, and that post is not meant for y’all!!! that’s why it’s called MALE reader!! i understand that pronouns don’t equal gender, and sometimes it’s hard to tell so i’m left unsure. i really don’t want to go on a blocking spree, but i’ll have to do it as a last resort.

thanks! 🫶

[crscntwhite]

hey friends, friendly reminder that fem readers & faceless blogs are not welcome on my page. this is an m!reader and gn!reader safe space. i’ve been getting quite a few fem readers/faceless blogs liking my recent yoshida x MALE reader post, and that post is not meant for y’all!!! that’s why it’s called MALE reader!! i understand that pronouns don’t equal gender, and sometimes it’s hard to tell so i’m left unsure. i really don’t want to go on a blocking spree, but i’ll have to do it as a last resort.

thanks! 🫶