Literally any nsfw thoughts abt the beef dinners that are Barou, Kunigami, Rin or Nagi please ššš
Girl dinner yes, I like protein šš
i love tall beefy menš sooo, ask and you shall receiveš«”
thereās just something about tall, muscular men that can pick you up with ease that drives me absolutely crazy. but the real question is; how would these 4 different men manhandle you in bed?
barou is certainly rough, if you couldnāt already tell. heāll have his hand pushing your face into the pillow while his other is on you back, making you arch even more while heās pounding into you at a brutal pace. your head is fuzzy while heās completely destroying your insides with his big, veiny cock, repeatedly hitting your g-spot and fucking you absolutely brainless. heāll have you cumming more times than you can count, making a mess and creaming all over his dick while he continues to thrust up into your pretty pussy
KUNIGAMI:
kunigami will have his firm palms against your soft skin, shoving you against the wall. his fingers digging into your sides, leaving small bruises. his hand wrapping around your neck to choke you tight but not too tight. throwing you into the bed and crawling in top of you, completely pinning you down. āam i being too rough?ā heād ask. you shake your head, your fingernails digging small crescents on his bicep. muttering a small ākeep goingā, wanting to see more of this rougher and more wild side of kunigami. wanting him to completely destroy your insides
RIN:
rin likes to fuck you while carrying you. something about being able to have control over your entire body just fuels him. grabbing you by your ass, your legs lazily wrapped around his waist while heās shoving you up and down on his dick. practically slamming you down into him, repeatedly hitting your g-spot while your walls clench around his throbbing cock. your nails leaving red marks all over his biceps and shoulder. your breast bouncing up and down, slightly ghosting his chest. oh how he loves that. heāll try to keep quiet to hear your moans, hearing you moan out his name and how good heās making you feel while your being fucked dumb by his dick
NAGI:
nagi is a simple man, so when heās in the mood, heāll just fold you into whatever fuckable position he wants you in. almost ripping your pants off to pound his dick into you. watching you squirm because heās so big and it feels like his cock is too much. watching your small figure struggle to take him with tears running down your pretty face. ātoo rough fāyou baby?ā but for him, the best part would be how broken you look when you look back at him with pouty lips and glassy eyes, begging him for more
Tbh I think that Barou, who literally forces himself to train every day with both a conditioning drill and a technique drill (multiple I think? Idk) would be able to last the month if you tried teasing him
BUT BAROU LOSING WITHOUT ANY (intentional) TEASING BC HIS ASS IS JUST SO WHIPPED???? Idk actually. Thoughts?
HMMMMM SO MANY THOUGHTS HOLD ON
NFSW UNDER THE CUT | MINORS DNI
DECEMBER 1ST, 2023 - 3:17PM
NNN CHALLENGE MASTERLIST
if there's one thing about barou shouei, it's that this man's self-control is impeccable. he was a man of great mental and physical strength, and if there was one thing that he would never let himself do, it's lose. it didn't matter what situation was at hand, he was going to come out on top, no matter what.
getting through the challenge was rather easy for the man, mostly because you were a copy and paste of him. that was his favorite thing about you, knowing that you seemingly shared the shame brain and therefore had many of the same thought processes.
the moment you found out that barou had been roped into no nut november, you knew that you would be participating also. the two of you were a package deal, so if he was going to suffer through the month, then you would be good and restrain yourself.
now, you weren't exactly like your boyfriend, so when the tension started to build up in you, it was a bit harder for you to manage. he distracted himself with strenuous workouts and soccer games, but the more he did that, the harder it was for you to control yourself. his body looked like it was sculpted to match that of a greek god, shining in the sunlight as he sprinted shirtless across the soccer fields. how were you supposed to survive that?
despite all of this, you still didn't dare bother your boyfriend, knowing that regardless of whether he won or lost, if you tried to sabotage him there would be dire repercussions because of it.
by the time the last week of november had come around, you had decided to push your limits a bit.
you were sitting in the passenger seat, arms crossed over your chest as your leg tapped against the floor of the car. your body was nearly buzzing at this point from want, your delicious boyfriend sitting next to you with his hand on your thigh not helping your mindset in the slightest. barou was managing just fine, at least that's how it appeared compared to you.
his eyes remained on the road, one hand grasping the steering wheel while the other was rubbing shapes into your thigh. his thumb was moving dangerously close to the inside of your thigh, the muscle tightening as you tried not to react. when barou still didn't seem to notice, you started to wiggle in your seat in hopes that his hand would slide closer to where you were now aching for him.
your gaze flitted to the side, staring at your boyfriend who was gnawing lightly on the skin of his lower lip, thumb still tracing circular motions on your upper thigh. he didn't look distressed at all, more so eerily calm as your not-so-subtle movements started to catch up to you.
your clothing had been a nuisance to you more than anything else since the knot in your stomach started to make itself known to you, but at the moment, it was giving you a great deal of help. the fabric of your shorts had hit you in the right spot, brushing your sensitive clit in the most delicious way. the moment a heavy sigh slipped past your lips, you could feel the heat coming from the man beside you.
peering back over at him you noticed the way he seemed to be a bit more tense, jaw locked and fingers turning white against the steering wheel. he didn't dare turn his head though, only huffing out a breath as he continued to watch the road ahead of you.
he was aware of what you were doing, but he wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of reacting to it. he could easily admit that you held out much longer than he thought you would have, but that doesn't mean that it gives you a free pass to be a brat. he was going to let you do what you wanted, not caring whether you were leaking and creaming in the seat of his car or not. he was going to win the challenge either way, with or without you.
but you just looked so fucking good grinding down in the seat, it had it almost seething when he felt a tent rising in the confines of his jeans. to say he was pissed off was a severe understatement, he'd been doing so well, yet you just had to come around and push his buttons. it was only when your sly fingers wrapped around his wrist, attempting to guide his fingers down to where you were soaking through your underwear that he decided to pull the plug on your little game. unluckily for you, a red light had impeded barou's ability to concentrate, the momentary pause in movement was just enough for the man to turn his head around, snatching his hand from your dirty grasp.
a gasp escaped you when his fingers and thumb pressed roughly into your cheeks, squeezing them together as he forced you to look him in the eye. your gaze was wide as he stared you down, dangerous and filled with something akin to primal lust.
"are you done?" his voice started to hit baritone levels, a curt nod leaving the now angry man humming quietly. the interaction only made you crave him more, your gaze flickering between his eyes and lips in hopes of him giving you what you needed. instead, you whined quietly when barou's fingers loosened their grip, thumb coming around to press at your bottom lip. you didn't think twice before wrapping your lips around the digit, moaning softly when the pad pressed heavily against your tongue. your eyes fluttered closed for a second, but the moment was short-lived as the man focused your attention once more. "good. now, you're going to sit there, and you're not going to move a muscle until we get back home, is that understood?"
when you nodded your head again, he watched you for another few seconds before deciding that you'd understood him well enough, finally letting you go just as the light turned green again.
now, what you did forget, was the fact that once you cross barou shouei, there will be consequences.
"i'm sorry! fuck i'm so sorry!" your voice was raw and cracking under the pressure of your boyfriend, who was using you like a rag doll. your face was pressed into the sheets barely able to breathe as barou shoved you back down, this being the third time you've spoken out of turn since you started.
"didn't i tell you to shut. the fuck. up?" he grunted, punctuating his words with deep thrusts. they didn't aid in his request for silence, but he'd rather hear you crying for him than another apology. "weren't sorry when you were trying to whore yourself out in my passenger seat, now were you?"
knowing better than to leave him without an answer at all, you shook your head into the mattress. a rough smack to your ass left you wailing into the covers, ass red and stinging from the constant abuse barou was inflicting upon it. "this what you wanted? wanted me to split you on my cock princess?"
shaking your head once again in confirmation, there was another sickening slap to your ass before his movements pitched up, hips slamming against your backside as your voice came out in tandem. barou held his balance with one foot against the mattress, the knee on the other leg digging into the space beside yours as you held your pretty little ass in the air for him.
the sight was one to behold, lower lips puckering and begging for his cock to fill it, to breed it. peering down at the way you clenched around him, desperate moans being muffled into the bed as his own grunts started to become more audible.
a rather tight squeeze from your cunt and barou was almost doubling over, balls tightening and bottoming out, stilling as he forced himself not to come in you quite yet.
the raven-haired male leaned down, his back and your front colliding with his heavy breath flowing into your ear. you were damn near brain-dead, moaning softly and pushing back against the male as he moved your damn hair away from your face. you whimpered as his breath fanned against the shell of your ear. "hmm, since we did so good this month... why don't we try to do no nut december also?"
all in all, never participate in no nut november with barou.
Kunigami Rensuke? Compared the the rest of bm (manga) I think heād make it pretty far at least
NSFW UNDER THE CUT | MINORS DNI
NOVEMBER 12TH, 2023 ā 2:38PM
kunigami rensuke gives me such frat boy vibes (at least further along in the manga he does) itās insane. now, whether weāre talking wild card kunigami or loving, doting, fair kunigami, he still lost about halfway through the challenge, and i don't take opinions on the matter sadly.
the mindset was there, for sure. but thereās just something about you and the way you sit when youāre reading a book, or cuddling up against him while youāre both watching tv, even when heās eye fucking you as you do your homework.
this go around youād managed to drag him grocery shopping with you, the one chore that he hated more than anything. heād rather not be surrounded by people and endless frozen food options but alas, here he was, reaching over your head whenever you couldnāt reach something on the top shelf.
rensuke was a very strong willed man, but there was definitely a reason why his friends teased him constantly about you. he had no self control when it came to you, nor the will to say no to you, clearly.
with that being said, kunigami lost no nut november not because he was too horny, but solely because you asked him to.
there, i said it. heās a slut for you and wonāt keep it in his pants so long as you asked, challenge be damned. he knew that he wouldnāt hear the end of this from his friends, but all care for it left the window the moment your walls sucked him in, wails of satisfaction slipping past your lips.
you sounded so pretty when you were taking his cock, the man honestly couldn't see himself being anywhere else but between your legs. the backs of your knees rested on his shoulder, a rough grunt falling from kunigami's lip every time he bottomed out in your cunt. "isn't this what you were begging for?" his words were rushed and breathless as he shoved his cock as far as it could reach, hips slapping against yours as he fucked himself closer to orgasm. "wanted me to ruin this tight little pussy?"
you were too fucked out to respond, jaw slack and mouth wide as you tried to force a response out. the sounds of skin on skin left your ears ringing with delight. a stinging slap to the side of your thigh left you crying out when you didn't give him a verbal answer, a single deep stroke leaving your eyes bulging from your skull. he was so deep in you that you swore he was breaching your throat, a nonverbal whimper leaving you as the knot in your stomach grew warm and tight. "rensuke..."
"yeah?" an eyebrow arched up, his signature cocky smirk leaving you ready to kick him had he not had you twisted like a pretzel. he noticed the glare you sent him but didn't think too much of it. instead, he fucked you harder, laughing to himself when your agitated expression quickly shifted into one of pleasure. "gonna come all over this cock, pretty thing?"
when your head nodded heavily, barely even enough to count as an answer, kunigami pressed forward a bit, hands bracing themselves on the bed by your head. he watched in pure lust as your pupils crossed over each other, thrusts speeding up so much that your head nearly went flying into the headboard.
"fuck!" your clit was throbbing in need as he pounded into your hole, begs and whines flying from you in hopes of him giving you what you wanted. your fingers palmed the nape of his neck with one hand and the broad expanse of his shoulder with the other, warmth spreading all over your body as his head fell between his shoulder blades. with a gruff voice, the next words he spoke were accompanied by a devilish smirk.
so I was thinking. aaand.... @maginxlia @fushisslut
Kendrick āHorse Cockā Ryuguji is a breeder through and through. He just feels like the best place to leave his mark is deep inside you, making a long time home in your womb. Donāt you think so?
Every time you press back and meet Draken thrust for thrust, giving you a baby becomes a closer achievement. Youāre gripping his dick for dear life, an outright refusal to ever be empty again. He fills you up in a way thatās borderline painfulāItās a good thing youāre a masochist, hm?
The second heās bottoming out finally, youāre running from him, pulling yourself away from him little by little. Ken tsks, taking an arm and wrapping it around your waist to anchor you back against his chest. āWhy yārunning, sweetheart?ā
Your vision blurs with tears, head hanging low while Ken makes you limp on his dick. He knows just how to cant his hips to press against that spot that gets your eyes rolling back and your cries a whole lot louder. As soon your nails dig into the arm locked around you, Draken knows heās right where he needs to be.
Every sniffle and cry of his name makes him smile, makes him delirious. Heās drunk on the sound, keeping pace the moment he can feel your thighs starting to tremble. āKenāfuck, right there!ā
āGonna cum for me, pretty girl?ā Draken teases, gently nibbling on your ear lobe. āGonna make a mess on my dick, right?ā
You nod frantically, attempting and failing to pull his arm off you as you squirt all over him, wetting his abdomen and leaving him responsible for holding you up as you fall apart against him. āThatās it, baby girl, cum for me.ā
A hoarse scream breaks through the air as he keeps fucking you through your high and itās so overwhelming, the tears rush faster down your cheeks. You feel the heat of Drakenās tongue following the tear tracks as he licks the crystalline drops from your skin.
Watching you devolve into a puddle of cum and tears has been the most satisfying thing. Seeing the defiance leave your eyes and letting yourself completely submit to being his little cumdump has pride sweeling in Drakenās chest and making his balls throb with the need to spill his cum somewhere.
The more your walls pulsate around him, the closer he gets to cumming pressed right up against your cervix. Youāre barely cognizant, slowly rolling your hips back against him and thatās the last straw that has Ken thrusting a couple more times, thick ropes of his seed painting your walls.
He told you at the start of the night that you werenāt leaving his bed until youāre thoroughly bred and you can tell by the way Ken trails a hand down your tummy to tease your overstimulated clitāhe meant that shit.
he has such a heavy corruption kink when it comes to you.
and it's not even that you give off the aura of innocence or purity inherently. you're you and you is so soft and sweet and you have this gentleness to your voice that makes him a little dizzy. and a whele fet less reserved too.
your kindness knows no bounds and even when he's a little harsher than normal or life gets more hectic and there's less seconds to spare for you, you're still so understanding and forgiving. that shimmering glimpse of warmth never leaves your eyes when you look at him and that's the straw that breaks the camel's back.
says he can't be blamed for the way he folds you in half so fucking quickly, but he's the only one at fault. and when you look up at him and whimper his name against his lips, pleading for more-he's a fucking goner. he's grinning like a madman while he pushes your knees to your chest. the 'full' you thought you were a moment ago is nothing compared to the way you're crying now, begging for a second to breathe.
TAIJU, DRAKEN, SHUJI, TOJI, Suguru, SUKUNA, Tetsuro, Issei, Ran
tags: 18+ minors dni, afab reader, masturbation mention, fingering hinted, established relationship - self indulgent ass piece my b
kunigami asks you if you get off one night still kinda early in your relationship and he regrets asking. you flush, hiding your face with the covers of your bed that smells like lavender and you. you say that you do - a timid little response from his timid sweetheart as his father refers to you as and something in his stomach aches.
the thought of you in your soft bed, decorated with your childhood blanket and soft little things, making yourself cum is almost too much for him. kunigami thinks and yearns, almost moans at the visage of you burying your head into the pillows squealing as you cum from your fingers rubbing at your clit.
he thinks thatās all you do , he knows you donāt own anything aside from a little vibrator that he caught sight of once while going through your drawers with your permission. maybe you tug at your nipples? they are sensitive from when he squeezed them lightly but you still whined out, high and thin from the simple touch.
kunigami canāt help but let his mind wander - what did you think about? what did you watch porn? if yes then what was it? what made you drip and drool around nothing but the thought of dirty things happening to your cunt?
kunigami canāt help himself; he asks. your eyes are wide and face warm, you canāt meet the autumn of his eyed when you confess. itās quiet, something only meant for his ears and you tuck your head into his neck so not even the space the words must traverse is long and winding.
āi just thought of you.ā
āyeah?ā
a nod, a timid little thing that is followed by a bitten lip and shining eyes.
kunigamiās hand that had been wrapped around you now settled at your waist, thumb following the seam of the underwear that clung to your hip. the warmth of his thumb makes you shake and he adjusts his head so he can look down at you.
orange eyes turn into a blaze, something hot in his irises that makes you feel like some sort of prey, here in your own home.
āwhat did you think about, exactly?ā he asks and your tongue feels like lead. his thumb skirts around the ticklish skin of your pelvis, following the curve of your underwear.
āy-your handsā¦and-ā you gasp when you feel his hand sweep down to press his fingers into your mound. you tug him close, hiding into the breadth of his chest as he leans to press his lips to your warm ears.
āwant to feel my hands instead?ā he asks, voice deep in his chest and it makes you whine, eyes shut as the heat of both lust and embarrassment fill you. nodding you press yourself against his hand and you shake beneath eyes that feel like a golden death - you fear you may be devoured tonight.
A journalist stationed at a Gaza hospital who has been able to make a call via his Turkish sim:
"Weāre in Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital. We have no idea whatās happening. Thereās no connection, no Wi-Fi, no reporters. Weāre cut off from everything.. People canāt call ambulances or civil defense. We are being bombed in an unprecedented manner. The sky around us just lights up [with explosions], and no one knows whatās going on. You canāt reach anyone, even if theyāre only 500 meters away. Ambulances and medics are begging reporters to let them know which streets are getting bombarded to go rescue the victims but the reporters themselves donāt know where anything is happening [because of the connection loss]. We are trying to report the news but we have no idea whatās happening.ā
the Israelis have blinded us to Gaza by bombing the remaining tech infrastructure. We are seeing drastic falloffs in connectivity especially in the northern and central strip, where al-Shifa Hospital is located. They bombed near Shifa earlier this week, and if you go check Israeli social media right now they have already manufactured the justification to bomb Shifa Hospital. They are calling it 'Hamas HQ'. Over 50 thousand people are believed to be sheltering there, and it's one of the last medical centers with any capacity to function despite the fuel shortage as it is partly solar powered. We likely won't hear anything for the next few hours, and ground operations are likely to already be underway.
There's not much more to say at this point, and not much to do but pray. I'm sorry.
nothing will ever amaze me the way fanfiction authors do. like, you wrote silly little stories about my favorite little guys? and i can read them?? for free??? thatās fucking wild.
you poured your heart and soul and very being into your writing and then put it out there for anyone to read? insane.
you spend a truly incredible amount of time writing novel-length, high quality stories, again, FOR FREE, that anyone can read, again, FOR FREE??
shoutout to every single fic author in existence, you guys are fucking incredible and i love all of you so much
n; look, a while ago, someone said the phrase āDraken likes manhandling you into obedienceā and my brain went fuzzy. so, this is just spitfire of that (kinda.)
c; f!reader, draken calls himself daddy like twice, brief manhandling, overstimulation, brief mentions of marking, dubcon (just in case?), manipulation
more kinktober writings here
Draken loves his obedient girl. Dotes on you hand and foot, treats you so well, and makes you feel like royalty. It almost feels illegal if he were to do anything else.
The only thing Draken loves more than your obedience is when he has to fuck work you into it.
āI donāt wanna have to repeat myself, baby.ā Draken coos, his hand gripped tight on your chin as you stare up at him with tears in your lashline and a wobbly, glossed bottom lip. āDo we have to talk again?ā
The way he puts emphasis on talk makes your skin crawl in the most exciting way. Draken knows you inside out and watching you try to subtly clench your thighs has him kissing his teeth as he pulls you into his chest by his grip on your jaw. Heās acknowledged the hold his words and their tone have on you, but he knows itās not enough sometimes.
When you get to acting out like this, he takes a moreā¦hands on approach.
And itās every one of the reasons you end up face down, bent over the dining room table with your greedy, clothed pussy on display for him to enjoy. The amount of force heād used to get you like this has you impossibly wetter. His fingertips felt scorching as he held you by the throat, telling you every little thing heād do to you before he pushed you against the lacquered table.
Your brain swiftly got muddled as Draken pushes your dress up over your hips, shaky thighs and soaked panties on display. His hand gets wound in the base of your curls, his grip gentle but firm as he pulls your head back to meet his face.
You should be embarrassed by it all; The way Draken dragged you from dinner and brought you home to whore you out. The way your panties got all sticky and uncomfortable with your own slick. It should be enough to reduce you to tears, make you curl in on yourself from how depraved you felt.
And yet, the only thing you find embarrassing about any of this is the loud squelch of your warmth as Draken fingers you unresponsive. With every push of his slicked-up fingers, you clench a little tighter and moan a little louder. āLook at you, angel. Fuckinā desperate, arenāt you?ā
You nod frantically, feet kicking from beneath you as Drakenās fingers press against the one spot that makes your eyes glaze over. Heās watching you unfurl, going almost limp as he abuses your g-spot and makes you cum all over him. Itās such a pretty sight to see.
āThatās it baby, cum all over Daddyās fingers, you can do it.ā Drakenās voice fades in and out as the coil in your tummy snaps and you gush on command, walls fluttering as he removes his digits. āThatās my good fuckinā girl.ā
Draken smiles at the distant look in your eyes, how docile youāve gone after heās gripped you up a couple of times and put you in place with the bare minimum. āHey, baby, up. Cāmere.ā Draken calls, a hand gripping your hip as you blink at the wall through your post orgasmic haze. When you make no effort to move, heās harshly pulling you back by the hips, hand tight on the back of your neck as he stands you up straight.
āDonāt start acting out now baby, youāve been doing so good.ā And you have, you know you have, but your body feels liquified and unstable. You can barely stand without his added support. āMāsorry Draken.ā
He presses feverish kisses against your neck, laving over any markings his teeth nip into your skin. The developing purple is a beautiful contrast to the bronzed color of your skin. You can already feel his fingers traipsing down between your legs, delicate circles rubbed against your sensitive clit.
Every swipe of his fingers has you mewling in his arms, broken babbles of āDraken, pleaseā and āToo much..ā leaving your lips. They fall on deaf ears as he rips another orgasm from you, leaving you trembling in his arms. āThatās my girl, there you go baby.ā
Draken looks down at the furrow of your brows and the way your spit coated lips part as you try and catch your breath and he thinks you could give him another; Of course you can, youāre his obedience little plaything. Always willing to do whatever it takes to be his good girl.
You canāt even think straight, Drakenās voice muddled through the ringing in your ears. Your lashes flutter as you struggle to see straight again, gazing up at him through your building tears. āIām sorry, Drakenā
āI know baby,ā Draken hums, gently caressing your backside as you lean against the table for support. Heās pressing soft kisses against your temple before he ushers you into his arms.
Draken hoists you onto the table, arm tight around your waist as he slips inbetween your shaky, parted thighs. You look gorgeous to him, eyes unfocused, a thin sheen of sweat coating your forehead, and the urgency to be ruined all over your face.
There's a part of him that wants to take his time with you, appreciate every inch of you like he usually does, but the longer he looks at you like this, the more fucked out he wants to make you. So he drops to his knees slowly, pushing your knees apart to accommodate his broad shoulders.
Draken laps up your slick, greedy to taste you on his tongue. His eyes are already on you when you look down at him through hazy eyes that start to blur with tears when he sucks your clit inbetween his lips. "W...wait Draken!"
Draken hums a disgruntled 'Nuh uh' against your pussy that has your legs closing around his head. You can barely keep your eyes open as your next orgasm approaches so swiftly, hips rocking against his face while Draken slips two fingers inside.
"Fuck fuck fuck! I'mā" Draken could watch you fall apart all day. Your brows furrow in a mix of pain and pleasure as you cum all over his face, the way you yelp his name enough to make his dick twitch. "No more, pleaseā"
It's such a weak attempt at reprieve, but it's all you have as you push Ken's head away from where he still slowly licks up your juices and presses his fingers into your warmth. "I know you've got one more for me, don't you sweetheart?"
Draken stands to full height, pushing his pants low enough to free his needy cock, spreading your thighs to fit himself in. Your answer's a bunch of nonsensical babbling, but your hands reach out to halt Draken as his tip presses inside. "N-need a break...Drakenā"
"You can take it, yeah?" Draken whispers, pressing soft kisses to your temple as he slides in further and your resolve cracks as he fills you up. "Wanna be my good little toy, don't you?"
The second he's fully inside you, you're clenching tight, walls pulsing on the brink of another release. Your hands lock tight on his wrists as Draken begins a quick pace, fucking you with reckless abandon.
Your nails in his skin isn't even a deterrent and your tears run down your cheeks in big fat drops while Draken praises you and the way you suck his cock in. "See baby,"
Your eyes skim over his face, your smile wobbly as he caresses your cheek. "Told youāshit, y/nātold you you could take it."
Draken's right, you take him so well his chest feels tight. The need to breed your greedy hole has him reeling as he thumbs over your clit. "No no noāfuck, Draken!" He chuckles evilly as you cum again, squirting all over him, body going limp against the table.
Your broken cries fill the air as your legs shake and you feel inclined to force Draken out. His abdomen's covered in your liquids as there's a heavy gleam of satisfaction in his eyes. You plead with him, begging for mercy and he indulges you for a few seconds.
It doesn't last much longer than that though. He can't help the way he keeps slowly rocking his hips and fucking you through your high.
"That's my fucking girl, did so good baby." Draken moans, pressing kisses to your clammy skin. "Gonna breed your pretty pussy, make you a mommy."
And he stays true to his word, folding you in half and filling you up with his seed after a few more thrusts. There's so much of it, dribbling out around his semi hard dick as Draken leans over your tired body, muttering sweet nothings against your scalp.
"Where you at, sweetheart? Still with me?" You give him a weak nod and an exhausted attempt at a smile as he smirks down at you.
You're reaching for his hand that's still tangled in your hair as you groaned "Too...too fucking much, Ken."
