might i suggest this could also entail yuma riding jo while you sit on jo’s face, but bcs he’s so tall it gives you enough room to lean forward and suck yuma’s dick ><
YOURE KILLING ME.
just imagining you making noises onto Yuma’s cock, vibrating his length and making him moan out loud, and Jo restarting the cycle by moaning into your pussy :<
𝗈𝗍9! 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀s: 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄/𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗆, 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗌, 𝗏𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿-𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌, 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀
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𝗆.𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍!
a/n: this was written based off this ask! i hope you enjoy!
K: k notices the shift in your body before you say anything. your curves are fuller, thighs thicker, a new softness to your belly that you try to hide behind oversized tees. he catches you staring at yourself in the mirror with a frown one morning, and he just walks up behind you, hands sliding under your shirt to touch the parts you’re trying to ignore. “don’t do that,” he murmurs, squeezing your hips. “you’re fucking gorgeous.”
when he gets you in bed, it’s like worship. k takes his time, trailing kisses down every stretch mark, pressing his cock between your soft thighs with a moan. “this? this drives me crazy,” he whispers, grinding slow against your heat. his hands are everywhere. grabbing your ass, pressing into the plush of your belly, watching it jiggle as you ride him. he doesn’t want to change a thing. “you look even better now,” he groans, thrusting up into you as your body bounces, every sound, every motion making him unravel faster. “you were made for me like this.”
FUMA: you hesitate getting undressed in front of fuma now, worried he’ll notice the extra weight. but he notices everything, and loves it. the moment your shirt lifts, his hands are on you, trailing down to the softness around your waist. “don’t hide from me,” he says, serious, lifting your chin. “you look so good like this.”
his praise doesn’t stop there. when he’s fucking you, it’s pure obsession. he makes you ride him just so he can see your belly bounce, hands gripping your hips tight while he thrusts up hard into you. “you feel even better,” he moans. “so warm, so soft. fuck, i love this body.” his fingers dig into your thicker thighs, spreading you open to take more of him, cock twitching at the way your curves bounce with each movement. he kisses you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever touched, and when you come, shaking in his lap, he just whispers, “mine. all of this, mine.”
NICO: you’re quiet when nico slips behind you in bed, wrapping his arms around your fuller waist. he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder and murmurs, “you know how much i love your body, right?” you don’t answer, so he shows you. fingers sliding down your belly, across your thighs, until you're breathless.
he fucks you slowly, letting your body lead, groaning every time your hips roll into his. “this thickness?” he pants, gripping your ass. “i’ve never been harder in my life.” your curves cushion him perfectly, and he takes full advantage, pinning you under him so he can watch your body ripple beneath each thrust. he loses control when your tits bounce, your belly jiggling with every deep stroke. “you’re unreal,” he growls, and when you tighten around him, crying out his name, he finishes deep, whispering how lucky he is to have all of you.
EUIJOO: you mutter something about “not looking the same” and ej’s face drops. he gets serious fast, lifting your shirt and kissing your stomach, right where the softness begins. “you look better,” he says, honestly. “fuller, softer. sexier.” and you can feel the truth in his touch when he starts to worship you.
he takes his time eating you out, moaning into your thighs, grabbing handfuls of your plush body like he needs it to breathe. “your body’s perfect like this,” he mumbles against your skin, teasing your clit until you’re squirming. when he finally slides inside, he keeps one hand on your belly, watching it jiggle with every thrust. “look at you,” he pants. “fuck, i’m never letting you go.” his voice breaks when you clench around him, and he finishes with a cry, kissing every inch of your body while you come down together.
YUMA: yuma notices how your clothes fit tighter, how you pull your hoodie down when you sit. he pulls you into his lap one evening, gripping your hips. “you feel different,” he whispers, “and it turns me on so bad.” you blush, but he kisses your neck and adds, “i love this softness.”
he fucks you with your hoodie still on, pulling your pants down just enough to slide inside you from behind. your ass pushes back into him perfectly, every bounce making him groan louder. “fuck, this ass was already perfect. but now?” he groans, gripping it, thrusting harder as the flesh ripples under his palms. he doesn’t stop praising you “so thick, so pretty, so mine” until you’re breathless and soaked, your body twitching against his. he finishes spilling into you, mouth pressed to your spine, overwhelmed by your weight pressed against his body.
JOJO: jo hears the offhand comment about your weight before you even realize you said it. “what’d you just say?” he asks, deadly quiet, before dragging you into his arms and grabbing your ass. “you mean this?” he squeezes hard. “this fat, juicy ass that makes me wanna ruin you every day?” your breath hitches, and then he’s pulling your shorts down, making you bend over the couch.
he fucks you from behind hard, slapping your ass until it’s red and jiggling, growling every time it bounces back onto his cock. “look at that,” he pants. “look at what this thick body does to me.” he finishes fast, overwhelmed, pressing his cum back into you with his fingers as you tremble. “don’t ever talk bad about this body again. this is the body i dream about.”
HARUA: you tell harua you’ve gained weight and he just smiles. “you look… softer. and i like that.” he runs his fingers down your body, marveling at the extra curves, the way your thighs touch, the way your belly rounds. “you’re beautiful,” he whispers.
in bed, he’s gentle but desperate. he touches you like every inch deserves praise, kissing your stomach, your thighs, your sides. “so soft,” he murmurs, easing inside you with a breathy moan. he wraps his arms around your waist as he fucks you, burying his face in your neck. “you feel amazing,” he says, voice trembling. he holds you close as you both come, whispering over and over, “you’re perfect like this.”
TAKI: taki notices your body change, but even more, he notices how your confidence dips. so he flips the switch. pulls you into his lap, spreads your thighs, and growls, “you think i don’t love all this?” he presses his cock between your thick thighs, fucking the space slow. “this, this right here. i think about it all day.”
when he finally slides into you, your body molds to him like a dream. “you got thicker and now i can barely last,” he groans, pounding into you hard. your ass slaps against his thighs, your belly bouncing slightly, and he grabs everything, kissing every inch as you fall apart. “you’re hotter than ever.” he growls into your mouth before cumming with a cry.
MAKI: maki doesn’t hesitate. he loves how your body’s changed. he stares every time you undress, biting his lip, whispering, “fuck, look at you.” he pulls you into bed, tugging your shirt off and groaning at the way your stomach and chest move. “you’re thicker, and it’s driving me insane.”
he wants you on top, wants to see your body ride his cock. he grabs your hips and lets you take control, moaning when he sees how you bounce. “you’re so fucking hot,” he pants, pulling you down into a kiss as he thrusts up into you. you finish shaking in his lap, and he finishes with his arms around your waist, hips twitching, lips saying, “don’t change a thing.”
Hi gorgeous, saw you were looking for some non-pg thoughts for Lunes and I have some to share~ 💙
Brat tamer Jo. So insanely patient and calm and can bring you to your knees with just a few gentle words no matter how rowdy you were being just a minute before. You could be ready to dropkick someone for pushing your buttons but all it takes is for Jo to step into your line of sight and make a "come here" motion with his hand and you're walking away from the conflict, knowing you'll get a hair ruffle and a forehead kiss now and soon many amused "good girl"s purred into your neck when he's got you pinned against a wall later.
You're acting up and not listening to him? Jo's got the fortitude to sit and chill with a book while you're whimpering that you need him and won't even look at you when you're all worked up and grinding on his thigh (though he will keep his free hand on your ass to keep you steady. He loves you after all.)
Smart and witty and claps back at your attitude with an even voice and "if you say so, sweetheart" but if you're being cooperative and toss in a little "yes sir" he HAS to fold you over something just to hear you say it again.
Rewards you for wearing something of his when you're out with your friends with a glorious makeout session, pulls your hair nice and slow just the way you like while he marks up your neck. He doesn't get jealous-- he knows no one else can get you to step in line like he does. And he knows no one else has any idea why his little firecracker of a partner is so much better behaved when he's around.
The constellations of hickeys on your thighs and the scratch marks on his back might have something to do with it tho.
I love this sm, like just need Jo to put me in my place. Like imagine you argue with a sales employee over some dumb expired coupon, and all he does is tap your thigh twice and you shut down instantly, pouting as he takes you back to his place.
Then he lays you down on your back and kisses you up and down, and down, and down…until you forget all about your worries
