been thinking about kazu and hiro friendship again lately
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do we think suna and mattsun would get along? i think yesâŠuntil they meet and find out youâre sleeping with both of themâthen theyâre the most passive aggressive motherfuckers youâve ever seen
and itâs fine that youâre fucking both of them! itâs not like youâre actually with either of them, youâre just messing around, blowing off steamâbut that doesnât mean sunarin doesnât get a sick sense of satisfaction sending you over to mattsunâs while his cum still drips down the inside of your thighs
and maybe mattsun starts sending suna videos of his fingers in your mouth, pushing along your tongue and grazing the edges of your teeth while you look up at him with stars in your eyes
little do they know, theyâre exactly where you want them
the tension only bubbles hotter for a couple weeks, both of them fucking you harder, leaving behind more bite marks and dusty purple bruises across your skin until one evening you accidentally invite both of them over and end up with mattsunâs cock pressing down your throat and sunaâs buried deep in your cunt while their lips slide slick against each otherâs right above you, more a fight for control than anything elseâstill hotter than you could have ever imagined
you can barely walk the next day, suna carries you out to the couch, smug smile on his face, to where mattsun waits for you with a mug full of your favorite tea
they still bicker, but boy do they know how to make it up to you
being fucked so hard from behind that you collapse forward and then they lean over you and use their weight to keep you completely pinned so you canât do anything but whine and take it
boy watching me drunk and giggling over live action zoro is his introduction into me being a fiend for anime men (im giggling over him fighting and boy is laughing at me like girl what)
forced eye contact.... chin held between fingers and being told in a calm, but firm voice "dont look away" and "i want to watch your face as you fall apart for me".... oh my gosh....
(explicit smut, just an absolutely feral drabble of hanma being a fkn menace)
thinking about hanma giving you backshots in the backseat of his car after date night, because the fucker couldnât wait to get you home before relentlessly pounding into you from behind. he needed you, and he needed you bad.
your face against the window, fogging it up with condensation from your heavy panting and whining while you try to grasp the door handle to keep balanced as hanma thrusts his big cock in and out of your dripping pussy.
âfu-uckkk baby, always so fuckinâ tight,â he grunts out, keeping a firm grip on your hips as he keeps his rough pace. you could hear his belt buckle rattle with every thrust, and you could swear his boots were digging so hard against the door behind him that he would bust it open.
he leans over your pretty arched back and reaches his Sin hand around your throat and pulls your face upward so he can nip at the flesh of your jaw. he can feel your cunt clenching around him so tightly, signaling your approaching orgasm. âalmost there, huh? gonna cum for me dollface?â
âhaâhanmaaa⊠iâmââ you could barely find the words before you were cumming, white stars clouding your vision and continually moaning into the foggy glass. hanma could barely keep his composure watching your orgasm wash over you before he reached his own high. âfuck, me too baby, shitââ
he stuttered one final snap of his hips against yours and you felt the heat of his release inside your walls. for a few moments, all you could hear inside the car were the desperate sounds of both of you trying to catch your breath. you rested your forehead against the window, thankful for the chilled sensation against your flushed skin.
hanma slowly pulled out of you and relished watching his cum ooze out of your abused cunt. insatiable as he is, he couldnât help himself from spreading it through your folds with his fingers. âletâs get you home, doll. iâm not done with you yet.â
quick drabble about hanma loving to smack your ass; this isn't self indulgent at all. not proofread, i'm kinda drunk too oops~ | cw: explicit smut, ass smacking (obv), f!reader, dom!hanma, overstim, marking/bruising, petnames (princess, dollface), aftercare. | wc: 390
imagine the look on hanma's face the first time he hears the cute sound that comes out of your mouth when he gives your ass a smack while he's rearranging your guts. he's so delighted, he does it again. and again. and again. the gasps and mewls make his head spin and his dick twitch inside you.
"you like that, huh, princess?" he taunts with an amused laugh, landing another smack with his big hand marked with Punishment. you keen and arch your back, making his mouth turn up into a wild grin that you can't see, too fucked out to lift your face from the sheets. "tell me when to stop, yeah?"
with a weak nod and a whimper from your lips, hanma slaps your ass again, harder this time, and the sting of the flat of his palm makes your pussy clench around his cock thats still abusing your slick hole. you hear a groan from his throat, and then the sharp bite of his Sin hand on the other cheek.
you cry, but you don't tell him to stop. another slap, and his hand keeps contact this time, his long and strong fingers gripping into the fat of your ass while he thrusts his hips into you a little harder, pushing your cheek into the mattress.
your pussy gets wetter and your ass gets redder, and without warning you're cumming from the sheer arousal of his perfect hands marking you in one place only hanma will be able to see.
his hands burn from landing so many hits, but he doesn't care, not when your perfect ass is now blooming with color, reds turning to shades of blue and purple, and it brings him to his climax sooner than normal, shooting his load into your cunt with a strained moan. you're still whimpering form the pain, savoring the burning sting on your backside as he pulls out and helps you to rest the full length of your body on the bed.
heaving breaths and hums of satisfaction fill the room, and you feel hanma rest on your lower half, admiring his handiwork with soothing caresses to your abused skin. you feel his lips leave kisses on each cheek, tender and loving, smitten with this newfound source of pleasure for the both of you.
Kaji gives Sakura a lollipop, and he doesnât just put it in his mouth to suck itâ he holds the stick to press it against the flat of his tongue as he roughly swipes at it. Practically forcing the pink ball down on to his tongue as he twists the stick between his fingers, slurping back the mixture of spit and slick candy that begins to pool in his mouth as he tastes the sweetness of it on his tongue.
And Sakura canât work out why now youâre sitting across the room watching him with such intensity it makes him feel warm.
⊠He gets nervous, fidgets under the heat of your gaze and eventually, his stomach churns enough for him to stop.
He sits there, awkward, swearing he can feel his pulse heavy in his thighs with the lollipop held delicately between two fingers cautiously stealing glances at you to check it youâre still looking at him.
You are, but your expression is softer now and even harder for him to figure out.
He jumps when he notices youâve moved.
Practically faints when he realises that youâre coming towards him.
He grips the lollipop stick so tight the tips of his fingers whiten, his nose scrunching as he trains his eyes on the floor only to see the tips of your shoes stop right in front of him.
Wincing he looks up.
Youâre smiling, eyes glittering as you tip forward onto the balls of your feet and lay a gentle palm on his shoulder. Your lips as so close to his ear he can feel your breath and if it wasnât for sheer stubbornness he would have died right there, on the spot.
âDonât stop on my account.â You whisper. âBut if you like that, Iâve got something else you might enjoy more.â
And with that and a finger wave to Kaji: youâre gone.
Sakuraâs head swims. The pulse in his thighs is worse now. His pants uncomfortable and tight around his crotch.
On the opposite side of the room Kaji lifts one side of his headphones from his ear. âYou can thank me later.â
JO!!!! Now Iâm thinking about catching Sakura looking at screenshots of your porn-twin and leaning down over his shoulder to whisper in his ear âis that why you always have to adjust your crotch when you see me?â PLS END ME
PLEASE.
And heâs so stunned that he lets you take his phone out of his sweaty hands, doesnât even try to stop you as you start scrolling through the screenshots. Of this girl in various lingerie sets and positions â and youâre offering a running commentary that Sakura is certain will make him cream his pants. Talking about how you have similar sets at home, that you can take a photo in it and see if he thinks itâs the same, questioning how youâd get into certain positions or talking about oneâs that you think are your favourites.
And itâs when you turn the phone back to him with a âOh my god Iâd love to suck your cock like thisââ and he looks down at the screen where the girl is laying on her back on the bed with her head hanging off the edge as the guy shoves his cock down her throat that heâs white-knuckling the table and biting down so hard on his bottom lip that he draws blood to stop himself from moaning out loud in the middle of Pothos. His cock jolts in his pants as he feels the stickiness of his spunk stick to his pelvis as it tacks his boxers to his skin uncomfortably.
Heâs so obvious too â the shame so evident on his features as he turns a fiery crimson, trying to lower his face to the ground to hide his flushed cheeks. Heâs never been so thankful that all his friends are running late so they wonât see him like this â itâs already bad enough you have.
But then youâre tilting your head with a smile â and oh god youâre putting your hand on his thigh as you squeeze softly, already feeling his spent cock desperately trying to kick back to life as it pulses beneath his pants as you lean your cheek against your palm as you rest your elbow on the table, âWhich one did you want to try?â
And Sakura is positive heâs going to dieâ heâs certain of it. He canât even find the words to answer your question, even though he knows the answer.
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