blush – suna rintarou x reader
here’s some soft suna smut, go fetch!
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blush – suna rintarou x reader
here’s some soft suna smut, go fetch!
edit: here’s pt 2 and pt 3
4700 words
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Can we have husband!Suna, please? SFW & NSFW
𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝! 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
we can never have enough suna content, ain’t that right @hq-luv ;)
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: female reader and nsfw content
Hottest husband ever people omg I’d die for this guy, you don’t even know. He’s the sweetest and funniest husband ever. The type that, if he wakes up before you, will wake you up just so he isn’t bored and alone. Usually tries to wake you up the ‘nice’ way like leaving kisses all over your face or gently tickling you. On the other hand, if you refuse to acknowledge him, he does get more 'rough’ and it’s just a funny situation right from the start of the day
Goes shopping with you for groceries and such, and always shows up with more snacks than needed. He has the cutest pout on his face and tells you how he needs his energy to come from something. 'And that something is jelly sticks?’ 'Exactly.’
Not the handiest cook, but helps you out by setting the table or reaching places you can’t. Especially if you’re short, he will tease you about it and go: 'I am not giving you anything before you properly thank me.’ He just wants you to kiss him because he’s that big of a baby. Also, doesn’t necessarily want children quickly after getting married and he won’t be so sad if you two don’t even have kids yk? He would be an amazing father in my opinion, but I don’t reckon he’d be that into having kids unless it’s your biggest wish
𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!
After practice, the only thing he’s thinking of is taking a bath, preferably with you in it. That’s where the more nsfw part of your marriage begins lol because simple bath time turns into a long-ass bath time when Suna just wants to destress. Something that gets Suna easily hot and bothered is being massaged. The feeling of your hands on his sore muscles gets him going and it becomes something sexual quickly.
There’s no way that Suna doesn’t initiate anything sexual at least once a week because he has a medium sex drive, but now that you two are together constantly, he can’t help but have a constant need of seeing you under him in bed. Initiates anything out of the blue cause whenever he’s in need, he’s in need. Morning sex is definitely a thing, it was before and it still is lol
For every anniversary or special day, he goes all out. He wants you to feel the most loved then and he always gets you a gift that ultimately has another set of lingerie in it because Suna is a sucker for that. Incorporates fun things into sex which makes the time you spend together even more special
Husband Suna is goals. Please let me have someone like that as my future husband-
head in hands
fever dreams ft. suna
pairing: suna x f!reader
sypnosis: Suna has been having dreams, weird dreams lately, and he doesn’t know why or how to get rid of them.
warning: nsfw, hurt/comfort, pining between to stupid best friends
wc: 7060
an: thank you @darkatsumu for beta reading and @kmorgzz for the title!! there is at least one more part to this… potentially two… enjoy!
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It’s his best friend’s fault. Now, he knows he always tends to blame someone else. However, this time it seriously is her fault. It was her idea for putting on rom coms to make fun of, it was her fault for coming up with a drinking game (okay he provided the alcohol sure). When the weather nearly blew out his power a couple of times, and finally did, of course he wasn’t gonna tell her to go home while the storm raged on. Of course he wasn’t gonna make her sleep on the couch, and of course she wouldn’t let him either. So yes, it’s her fault that he’s dreaming of those stupid romance cliches with her as the co-star.
Lately, Suna has been being haunted by dreams of y/n, although the first time it happened he shook it off. By the fifth time he started to feel uneasy. And while he was used to having wet dreams, (those already have happened before every so often), he’d rather not have them about one of his closest friends. How is he supposed to deal with the dreams that showed her smiling at him, holding his hand, pulling him into her arms? How is supposed to deal with the smell of her conditioner, the softness of her skin, everything he feels in his dreams that are too real; how is supposed to deal with that?
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Sensei revealed EJP's uniform color!! I had to draw Suna in it ASAP for you all (and for me hehe)~
Diluc - realizing that he is in love with you
Please enjoy a crying Diluc, hehe.
It was the first night that you two slept together, and Diluc woke up ahead of you.
You were laying in front of him, so divine, so serene, so peaceful. He can’t help but guide his hand to your cheek as he’s squeezing himself closer to you, craving the touch of your skin. Seeing you like that instilled into him a feeling of peace and serenity, his whole body just instinctively getting closer to yours as if it was acting on its own, any distance between you feeling like a howling abyss that needed to be surmounted. You were his home, his safe heaven.
As you lay in front of him, Diluc would feel a wave of strong emotions washing over him. He’s been so alone, so cold, so guarded for so long, and he thought that this is his destiny, a written fate never to be changed, a truth deeply woven in the fabric of his being.
Then, he met you.
He fell in love with you, hard, and you tore down any walls that he may have built, showed patience when he was being stubborn, loved and tended on his wounds. You crawled under his skin, finding your way to his heart, and this realization was so overwhelming for him that he couldn’t help but cry - cry because he loved you so much, cry because he wasn’t alone anymore, cry because he had you. Tears would start weighing down on his eyes, silently falling down on his cheeks, stumbling on the pillow and sinking into its fabric.
He buried his eyes into his hands, trying as hardly as he could to suppress the flow of tears, worrying about what you’d think if you were to see him in such a frail state.
He tried not to wake you up, but he failed. His movements jolted you awake.
You opened your eyes and instantly felt your heart sinking into your chest at the sight of him: he was a mess, his face red, wobbly tears crawling down on his skin, leaving behind salty trails. You swiftly grabbed his wrists, pulling his hands away, giving him a worried look, asking him with a tear in your voice about what was happening, wanting to know the reason for his tears. The crackle of your voice, the worried look of your eyes, just pushed him even further, crying even more vigorously. How could he be so lucky to have such a kind lover? Did you even know what effect you had on him? How smitten he was? You were so inconspicuous, you had absolutely no idea. You were so innocently staring at him, unaware of all of this, and he was making you worried. Over what? Over how much he loved you? Is this really a reason to cry for? As those thoughts were running across his mind, he’d want to cry even more. If only he knew how to cry with style, then maybe things would’ve been better.
He’d bury his head into your shoulder, drowning into your scent as his wet tears are slipping down on your chest, drenching your shirt, his hair sticking to your skin. You allowed him to collapse onto you, holding him into your arms, caressing his hair, telling him that whatever happened, you are there with him and everything is going to be alright. He wouldn’t dare to look you into the eyes, not yet, he’d just try to calm himself down, well aware of how confusing this sight may be for you, embarrassed at his state.
He loved you. He really did. Truthfully, deeply, unequivocally. He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close to him as he’d try to find the words for at least half of an explanation. He’d bother with the rest of it when he’d regain his composure, as right now, he was by all means a mess, and he couldn’t leave you worried for him.
He’d lift his head, bloodshot eyes meeting your gaze as you felt your heart clenching into your chest. You didn’t know what happened. You didn’t know why he was crying; you were left in a bitter darkness, and all you could do was hold him, and you held him so close to you that your fingers started to tingle, your knuckles turning marble white.
He’d open his mouth, hushed, almost inaudible words leaving his trembling lips as he’d apologize for worrying you, reassuring you that he feels fine. He’d exhale, his hot breath against your skin sending a shiver down your spine. He’d hold in his tears, placing a burning hand on your cold cheek as he’d tell you that he loves you so much and that he’s thankful to have you in his life. You’d mimic his gesture instinctively, holding his face into both of your hands as your thumbs ran across his wet, blotchy skin, disturbing the channels that the tears left behind. He’d place his hand over yours, interlacing your fingers, and would lean forward, pressing his forehead to yours as he’d whisper tender, heartfelt words.
“I love you, y/n. I love you so much it hurts”, he’d tell you. Tears started flowing again, washing over his gentle smile.
Hearing his crackled voice made your eyes heavy too, and soon enough tears started streaming down your face. You loved him just as much and you understood, you completely understood him.
His hair is tickling your skin, his hand is scorching hot, almost burning your cheek, yet you don’t care, you don’t want him to push away, you don’t want to let go. The tears will flow, bringing down any walls that may stand between you two, leaving behind just peace and serenity. He is your home, you are his home.
I block feelings
Suna Rintaro x Itachi Uchiha crossover
Please... (Suna Rintarou x Reader)
Warnings: NSFW, PWP
Suna groans tiredly, dropping off his gym bag at the corner and plopping facedown on the bed. Training’s been hell recently, the upcoming tournament demanding longer and more intense drills. Practice has been starting earlier and ending later. He barely had time to do anything else. He barely had time to even see you.
He knew he still had to take the garbage out, clean the kitchen, and then shower; but his eyelids just felt so damn heavy. Just five minutes…He’s just about to drift off when the sound of the front door had him weakly jolting. Light footsteps approached and he sees you standing at the doorway. Immediately, he tries to push himself up, groaning when his tired body refused to cooperate.
You laugh softly, seeing Suna rush to embrace you. Really, he’s so stoic most of the time; but when his defenses are down, you’re stuck with the clingiest boyfriend on the planet. You return his embrace, staggering a bit as you bear most of his weight. You push him to sit on the bed, his arms circling your waist and his face nuzzling your chest.
You laugh, “I missed you too, Rin.”
“Mm…missed you,” he lowly whines, eyes already closed.
You cupped his cheeks and saw the bags under his eyes darkening, a clear sign of his exhaustion. He should really take care of himself more.
Suna groans once again, trying to get up, “Gonna just take the trash out.” You push him back down. Already taking his jacket and shoes off. “I already did. Dropped by earlier and cleaned up a bit. Just sleep, babe.” He gratefully lies down, shrugging off his shirt and tossing it by the armchair.
He forces himself to stay awake, waiting for you to finish cleaning and washing up. His eyes lazily follow your form around the room. A warmth pools in his gut as you casually strip in front of him, putting on one of his clean shirts. His eyes linger on your ass, your lacy panties making him sigh. As you lie beside him, he pulls you to rest on his chest.
The steady beating of his heart slowly lull you to sleep. You thought he was already asleep, his breathing deep and even. So you squeaked in surprise when you felt his hand suddenly cupping and rubbing your ass. His fingers tracing the edge of your panties.
“Suna?” you whisper, looking up at him to see him gazing at you.
“Baby girl…missed you. Need you.” He breathes out, almost pleadingly.
You push yourself up to kiss him deeply, your tongue immediately entwining with his. Suna relaxed, letting you take over the kiss. A soft grunt from him as you lightly bite his lips before nibbling his neck. Leaving butterfly kisses all over his bare chest, you slowly crawl down, the covers a mess around your forms.
You kiss over the bulge of his sweatpants, hearing Suna groan. When you pull them down, his cock is already hard and weeping precum. You lick your lips.
“Please,” Suna breathes, closing his eyes. “Please.” And you oblige, licking around the head of his shaft, savoring his precum. Tracing the vein running along the thickness then suddenly taking him deep in your mouth, as far back as you can swallow. The tip of his dick hits your throat and you hum. Suna jerks his hips, loving the wet heat of your throat.
His low moans urge you on. Deepthroating him then pulling back to lick teasingly around him. Nimble fingers threading through your hair, gently pulling and pushing. You hum around him, bobbing your head quicker, eager to give him his high. But Suna gently tugs your hair. “Your cunt,” he lowly whines, “need to be in your pussy, baby girl.”
And how can you refuse when he’s asking so nicely? You quickly straddle him, pushing your panties to the side. Putting on a small show of rubbing his cock along your slit, spreading your wetness on his cock. You slowly sink down on him, moaning longingly as you feel his thick cock stretch you. You look at Suna – his head thrown back, Adam’s apple bobbing as he groans loudly.
God, you both really missed this. The heavy thickness of his cock in you, rubbing along the walls of your sensitive cunt. The fullness of your cunt feeling like home. And Suna, god, he can come from just finally feeling your wet tight cunt around him again. His muscles slacken as you start to ride him, giving you all the control. Fighting off the fatigue, he forces his eyes to stay on you – gaze lingering on your cunt swallowing his cock.
“You feel so good, Rin,” you moan and he can only respond with a garbled mess of, “Yes…tight cunt– mmm…missed you…” You leverage your hands on his chest, quickening your pace, bouncing on his cock. Suna’s moans instantly gets louder. Finally throwing his head back, eyes shut letting you control the pace. You lightly claw your hands down his chest, your nails dragging down his chest, nipples, and abs. He arches his back shivering, his hips moving up to meet yours.
With a groan and a shout, Suna reached his peak, bucking his hips as he comes inside you. You moan at the feeling of his hot cum splashing inside you, but you keep going. Moving up and down his cock, his cum dripping down his thighs. Suna keens, thrashing his head, as he can feel himself quickly hardening again. The way your cunt squeezes his sensitive cock, he can’t stop the movements of his hips.
“Please, please,” Suna begs, not even knowing what he is begging for. He moans your name, whining and pleading. He looks utterly debauched – skin glistening with sweat, hair sticking to his forehead, and drool falling down his chin. His hands gripping your hips, unsure whether he wants you to go faster or slower. “So good,” he moans, “n-need to fill you u-up. Please…please.”
Your hand wraps around his throat, lightly squeezing. Hips still moving, you bite back a moan when his cock hammers on your sweet spot. “Let go, baby,” you coax him. He can only choke out a sob in response. His mouth hangs open as he looks at you deliriously. “Rin,” you command, hand around his neck tightening. “Let go.”
And he comes. With a gasp, he fills you up again. The flood of his cum triggers your own orgasm, your pussy suddenly tightening on his cock. Suna sobs at the tight grip on his cock, your fluttering cunt prolonging his own orgasm. He’s shuddering, still coming. His cum and yours dripping out of your cunt onto his thighs.
Heaving gasps of air, you slump on your elbows, not wanting to crush him with your weight. A quick glance tells you Suna’s about to fall asleep. Gingerly, you pull off of him, shivering as the cold air hits your cunt. With shaky legs, you grab a damp towel, cleaning both of you. Suna weakly grabs you by the wrist, pulling you to his chest. He’s barely awake but he whispers a muddle of phrases, “Thank you, baby girl. Missed you…Love you…” You smile, stroking his cheek. You stay awake a little longer as you watch him sleep. Really, it’s not always that you get to pamper him. As you drift off in his warm embrace, you whisper, “Love you too.”
Author’s Comment: Here’s the requested Suna smut. I hope you like it, anon! I just had the urge to pamper Suna. 💖
libidinous s. r
synopsis: the twins try to set you and suna up, or atsumu decides to do something illegal
genre: smut, porn with some plot, roommate au, time skip! suna
warnings: cursing, degradation, choking, creampie, alcohol consumption, dubcon(they get drugged to help solve their sexual tension and it’s illegal to slip a libido pill in someone’s drink/food), fingering, suna being a tease, overstimulation, suna lowkey becomes a scratching post
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