Hi! I absolutely love your writing and was wondering if you could write a Tokyo Revengers story for Mochi Ă reader? Maybe about how reader saw him for the first time and thought he was like a giant teddy bear so she called him cute and asked him out on a date? (I like to think Mochi is very shy and has no experience when it comes to girls or relationships)
Hi, thank you so much for the request. I'll fulfil your request to the best of my ability.
Pairing: Mochi x Female! Reader
The first thing Y/N noticed wasn't the uniform or the intimidating scowl that usually sent people running in the opposite direction. It was the sheer size of him.
Standing outside the convenience store, Kanji Mochizuki resembled a wall of muscle. He was broad, formidable, and possessed a presence that seemed to dominate the atmosphere. Yet, as she watched him struggle to pick up a tiny, dropped keychain with his massive, calloused fingers, something in her chest didn't tighten with fearâit softened.
âHe looks just like a giant teddy bear, she thought, a grin spreading across her face.
Before her brain could send a "maybe don't approach the literal gang executive" warning, her feet were already moving.'
â"You're actually really cute, you know that?"
âMochi froze. He didn't just stop moving; it was as if his entire internal processor had suffered a critical system failure. He slowly stood up to his full, towering height, looking down at her with wide, bewildered eyes.
â"What?" he grunted, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated in her bones.
â"The keychain," she pointed at the little plush cat in his hand. "And you. Youâre adorable. Like a big, grumpy bear."
âFor a man who had faced down dozens of enemies without blinking, Kanji Mochizuki was currently losing a battle against a single compliment. A deep, aggressive red began to creep up from his neck, flooding his face until it matched the heat radiating from his skin.
â"I'm... I'm not..." he stammered, his usual bravado vanishing. He looked everywhere but at herâthe ground, the store sign, a stray bird. "I'm a Heavenly King. People don't call me... that word."
â"Well, I just did," she chirped, stepping closer into his personal space. Up close, he smelled like leather and faint laundry detergent. "And since you're so cute, I was wondering if youâd want to go get some actual mochi with me this weekend? Like a date?"
âThe silence that followed was so profound you could hear the hum of the vending machines. Mochi looked like he was vibrating. His large hands drifted to the back of his neck, scratching nervously. He had spent his life learning how to throw a punch and hold a territory, but he had zero defensive maneuvers for a girl smiling at him.
â"A... date?" he repeated, his voice cracking slightly. "With me? Youâre not... scared?"
â"Should I be?" she teased, tilting her head.
âHe looked so flustered and out of his depth that she couldn't resist. She reached out and gently patted his bicep. It was like hitting a brick wall wrapped in a sweater.
â"No," he blurted out quickly, then winced at his own volume. He took a steadying breath, trying to regain some semblance of the "juggernaut" reputation he worked so hard to maintain, but failing miserably under her gaze. "I... yeah. Okay. We can go."
â"Great! Give me your phone, Teddy Bear. Iâll put my number in."
âMochi handed over his device with trembling fingers, watching her work with a look of pure, terrified wonder. He might have been one of the strongest men in Tokyo, but as she handed the phone back with a wink, Kanji Mochizuki knew he was absolutely powerless against her.
âââ ËđŒ Ì !! 24 Hours with Tiny Dynamight
â. đ Ë || katsuki bakugo x reader, pure fluff
Youâre not entirely sure how it happened. One moment, Endeavor was barking orders through the comms, smoke was rising in thick, tar-black ribbons, and the villain was corneredâpalms sparking, eyes crazed, screaming something about ârewinding heroes to innocence.â The next, Katsuki Bakugo had thrown himself between you and a blast of shimmering violet light.
You remember his snarl. His teeth bared. âI saidâwatch your damn blind spot!â
And then the light swallowed him.
He's... gone.
Or, at least, that version of him is.
Whatâs left is a boy no older than five, blinking up at you with wide ruby-red eyes, fists clenched like heâs still ready for a fight.
You had blinkedâand where the fury of Dynamight once stood, there was now a pint-sized version of him. Blonde, wild, and very, very small. His hairâs even more chaotic now, if thatâs possibleâfluffier, softer, sticking up like fire reaching for the sky. His voice, when it comes, is tinier. Sharper. Confused.
âWho are you?! Whereâs my mom?! Whereâwhere am I?!â
You freeze. So does everyone else.
His hero suit now slumped comically around a child-sized body, red eyes wide, blinking up at you with confusion and a wild streak of terror that turned into immediate rage.
Shoto drops the villain to the ground in shock. Izukuâs jaw falls open.
âOh no,â Midoriya whispers. âThat was a regression quirk. Heâs been reverted⊠completely. Physically and mentally.â
âOh, for the love ofââ Endeavor growls. âI told you to stay put.â
And there was nothing else to say. Because the damage was done, and you were now holding a toddler-sized Bakugo back from lunging at a vending machine that apparently âlooked at him funny.â
Back at Endeavorâs agency, the chaos truly bloomed.
The doctors said the quirkâs effects would last twenty-four hours. No longer. Which was, in theory, comforting.
In practice? Not so much.
Because Little Bakugoâwho couldnât have been more than five years old in this formâwas an unholy combination of too much energy, zero filter, and a quirk that still sparked from his palms. Shoto tried reasoning with him. He got singed. Izuku tried logic. He got a plushie to the face. Endeavor? Bakugo bit his hand.
You?
He climbed onto your lap and refused to leave.
âOnly she can touch me!â he screamed when Shoto tried to lift him. âSheâs mine! You ugly fire popsicle! Back off!â
âDeku, I swear if you try to hug me, Iâll explode your nose off!â
âBut Kacchan, Iâm just trying toââ
âBOOM!â
Sparks flared. Screams echoed.
You were the only one he didnât try to incinerate.
When you brushed his hair back from his forehead, he calmed like lightning stilled by soft rain. When you tucked a blanket around him, he called you âthe prettiest damn heroâ and clung tighter.
He tried on sunglasses three sizes too big. Demanded a cape. Challenged Endeavor to a duel. Fell asleep on your chest mid-rant.
Shoto quietly took a photo.
Izuku followed.
Neither of them spoke. They just shared a look.
Blackmail material.
It was nearing dawn when the curseâor giftâbegan to lift.
You were curled on the agencyâs couch, one arm around a snoring Little Bakugo, his tiny fingers knotted in your sleeve. The heat of him was familiar, even if the size was wrong. A quiet weight. A softer fire.
And thenâ
His body shifted.
Muscle. Mass. Full height.
You startled slightly as his adult form slumped against you, head pillowed right over your heart. His eyelashes fluttered. The boy was gone. King Explosion Murder had returned.
ââŠthe hell?â he rasped.
You froze.
Katsuki Bakugo blinked up at youâchest to chest, cheek pressed to the curve of your collarbone, a confused warmth spreading across his face. A flush bloomed at his ears as he tried, and failed, to sit up gracefully.
âWhat⊠what the hell happened?!â he sputtered, flinging himself off the couch.
You blinked back a laugh. âLong story.â
Shoto, in the doorway, held up his phone. âYou were very clingy.â
Izuku grinned beside him, scrolling through the gallery. âYou called her âthe prettiest damn hero.ââ
âI already sent them to Kirishima,â Shoto said flatly.
You expected him to explodeâliterallyâbut instead, he turned slowly to you, mortification in every line of his face. âDid I⊠seriously say all that crap?â
You smirked. âYou also bit Endeavor.â
âWorth it.â
He groaned, dragging his hand over his face. âRemind me never to save your life again.â
You stood, stretching, and walked past himâbut not before whispering, âYou also said I was yours.â
He froze.
You didnât wait for his reply.
But as you glanced back at himâred-faced, shoulders tense, glaring at the ground like it just insulted his prideâyou couldnât help but think...
Maybe some quirks were blessings in disguise.
Especially the kind that turned a boy back into a child, just long enough to say the things his adult heart was too proud to admit.
Hiii! I hope this isnât too much detail!! If itâs too much, please let me know!! đđđ I can always resend something else đđ
Can I please request a (soulmate and yandere au) soft yandere Morpheus x fem!innocent!human!reader where they meet shortly after Dream returns back to the Dreaming. Y/n is asleep and in the Dreaming, and Morpheus thinks sheâs the most adorable thing ever, watching her struggle to reach for a book that is slightly too high for her to reach in the library. The two of them have a lot of chemistry, Morpheus figuring out theyâre soulmates (fueling his growing obsession for her) and even kiss while sheâs in the Dreaming. She suddenly disappears from his side after waking up, and Morpheus finds out (after going to the Waking World to find her) that she has a bf, and heâs so jealous and ends up taking her to his realm forever, not letting her leave and also making her immortal
(Heâs able to calm her down and convinces her that everything is okay and heâs softly holding her and lots of kisses on the head)
Thank you for requesting me, and I'll do my best to fulfil it.
Pairing: Yandere! Morpheus x Female! Reader
The Dreaming was still mending, its edges frayed like a worn tapestry, but it was finally his again. Morpheus walked the halls of Lucienneâs library, his presence a cool shadow against the golden dust motes of stories yet to be told.
âThen, he saw you.
âYou were a flicker of warmth in the quiet stacks, an innocent dreamer who had wandered deeper than most. You were standing on your tiptoes, fingers straining toward a leather-bound spine on a shelf just out of reach. You huffed, a small, endearing sound of frustration that sent a strange, tectonic shift through Dreamâs chest.
âHe didn't simply help you; he watched. He watched the way your curls escaped your tucked-behind-ear position, the way your brow furrowed in earnest determination. You were... exquisite.
â"Allow me," he murmured, appearing behind you.
âHe didn't need to stretch. With a flick of his wrist, the book floated into your waiting hands. You spun around, eyes wide, and for a moment, the Dreaming trembled. In that gaze, Morpheus felt itâthe tether. A silver cord of fate that bound his ancient essence to your flickering mortal soul.
âSoulmate.
âThe realization didn't bring him peace; it brought a sudden, starving hunger.
The chemistry was instantâlike a spark in a shadowed realm. You didn't fear him. You laughed at his dry wit and lightly touched his sleeve, a familiarity that would have offended him if anyone else had done so. Beneath the violet skies of his heartâs core, he leaned closer, his pale hand cupping your cheek.
â"You are mine," he whispered, a statement of fact rather than a question.
âWhen he kissed you, it tasted of starlight and ancient secrets. You melted into him, a perfect fit. But as the sun rose in the Waking World, you began to fade.
"Wait," he commanded, reaching for you. But the laws of sleep were absolute. You vanished, leaving him standing in an empty field of glass flowers.
âMorpheus did not wait. He stepped through the veil, his form a tall, brooding shadow in the bright, noisy world of the living. He found you easilyâyour soul sang to him like a beacon.
âBut the song was discordant.
âHe found you in a crowded cafe, laughingâbut not with him. There was a man across from you, his hand resting over yours. A mortal. A nothing. The jealousy that flared in Dreamâs chest was a cold, suffocating thing. He watched the way you smiled at this stranger, the way you didn't know you belonged to a King.
âYou woke up with a gasp, but you weren't in your bedroom. The air was cool, smelling of old paper and rain. You were back in the library, tucked into a velvet armchair that felt suspiciously like a throne.
â"You're awake," a melodic, low voice said.
âMorpheus was kneeling before you. He looked differentâmore solid, his eyes swirling with a dark, possessive intensity. You felt a pang of fear, your memory of the "other" man flickering like a dying candle.
â"Where am I? I have to get home, Iâ"
â"You are home," he interrupted softly, his hands sliding up your arms to rest on your shoulders. "The Waking World was a mistake. A dream you have finally outgrown."
â"But my life... my boyfriend..."
His expression darkened briefly before softening into a mask of tender care. He drew you into his chest, his touch gentle yet firm. He began to stroke your hair, his fingers weaving a subtle magic that dulled your panic.
â"He was a shadow," Morpheus whispered against your temple, his breath ghosting over your skin. "I have tasted your soul. We are one. I have granted you the gift of forever, my love. You will never age, never hunger, and never leave my side."
âYou tried to protest, but he pressed a lingering, soft kiss to your forehead, then another to your eyelids. His power hummed beneath your skin, anchoring you to this realm.
â"Shh," he cooed, his voice a lullaby that brooked no argument. "Everything is okay now. You have your books, this kingdom, and me. Forever is a very long time, and I intend to spend every second of it loving you."
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synopsis: rei doesn't like working, preferring to laze around all day. however, coming back home to you always cheers him up. one day, he comes home to you in a maid dress.
notes: my first full fic.. enjoy and happy valentines! btw i will edit tags and formatting later :3 also this deviates from canon â> no miri or kazuki.. sorry o_O + posted on ao3 here ! thanks for reading!!
your doorbell rings. you drop what youâre doing and excitedly rush to the door, wishfully hoping it to be your boyfriend, rei, returning home early. it isnât him, which is what you actually expected. heâs been gone on a mission for most of the day, and it was planned that he should be back much later. you arenât that disappointed though, as your interest is shifted to the delivery. it ended up being a package you ordered recently. it was actually an order that you ended up forgetting about, despite the contents not being forgettable. you have other stuff to do before opening it, so you decide to put it aside for later, placing it in your room and opting to finish your endless list of daily tasks.
awhile has passed since the delivery that shooked your routine and luckily many things around the house weâre getting done. reiâs pile of used cigarettes were thrown out properly, his endless pile of new games put away, his messes (empty chip bags and more) on the couch were cleaned up, the laundry was washed and folded, packages were packed away and more. rei should be back soon, at least youâre expecting him to come back in not too long. youâre aware he wonât be back just yet, but this gives you enough time to prepare your surprise.
in the meantime, you finally decide to open your package. everything was neatly packed. while opening it, youâre starting to get embarrassed. itâs a maid outfit and itâs making you feel really shy. the material is great and all the frills are cute. the order comes with cute accessories, and the dress itself is really your style, itâs just a bit revealing as well. thereâs no way youâre gonna let yourself get cold feet, especially knowing how much rei would enjoy it, but the idea of wearing all of this is making your headlight.
you sheepishly try on the headpiece. you decided that theyâre pretty cute. with a bit of hesitation, you start putting on the rest of the costume. you put on the dress, then add the apron, the arm accessories and the matching thigh highs. it fits pretty nicely and is rather flattering on you, and you shyly admire yourself in the mirror. after sheepishly putting everything on, you patiently wait for his arrival as you assume he should be finally home.
thereâs finally a faint rustling of keys that can be heard in the distance. your body shifts towards the noise. âiâm home,â rei announces, locking the door and removing his shoes while making his way through the front door.
upon hearing this sound, you make your way towards the front and come greet him with a shy âwelcome.â you canât meet his eyes out of embarrassment and just end up looking away. you can feel his gaze piercing through you.
whenever he comes back home after a mission, reiâs always pleased with seeing your face cheerfully come greet him. just thinking about you makes him feel better anyways. however, this time not only is he greeted by you, which is already such a treat, but also youâre wearing those clothes. it takes him a second to take everything in. the kind of clothes that make his pants feel unbelievably tight. he canât lie to himself, he is so pleasantly surprised by all this. he thinks itâs really cute of you to want to surprise him by acting like his maid, it wipes the scrowl off his face immediately. he just stares at you, taking all the details of your outfit in and observing the cute expressions on your face as well as how your body looks so good. the clothes just flatter you so well.
âhow was work?â you stutter out, trying to make conversation while ignoring your obvious choice of attire. you want to wait until he brings it up, which you know he will do so promptly.
rei puts his hands around your waist, and proceeds to bring your body closer to his. you look up towards him, bringing your face into his and give him a welcome back kiss, something you always make sure to do. he always enjoys your kisses the best. this time itâs honestly more like a peck. you can tell he likes it anyways, and gladly accepts the peck. the way youâre acting shy, as if youâre not the one who decided to put this all on your own, gets him really going. he puts his face into your neck and rubs it like the cat he is. he then gives it a kiss. âit was ok,â he eventually speaks out a reply, âiâm more interested in what youâre wearing. whatâs all this?â
ânothing,â you reply, face red, looking away from his intense gaze.
âreally?â he teases. âthereâs no way this is nothing,â he bluntly states as he brings up his hand to brush the tip of the lace of the headpiece that are adored on the top of your head. heâs really intrigued by your current appearance, but with good measure. âyou prepared all this just for me?â
you avoid the intense look he gives you while you bring your arms around his body, hugging him back.
âmaybe,â you finally answer back after a small delay, still feeling very flustered.
thinking of you as wearing these kinds of clothes makes him really excited. âdoes this finally make you my maid now?â he says with a flight excited tone in his voice. his hands are currently toying with the bell on the collar.
you donât answer back, even if you would find the words to answer back you physically couldnât. he already has his lips back on yours before you could even come up with an answer. he kisses you until youâre out of breath. he only pulls away once you slightly push on his chest for air.
you then nod to him, looking up dazedly into his eyes as you donât have it in you to answer as of right now.
âhm?â he taunts, âyou already canât speak? i havenât even touched you properly yet.â
âwell.. yâknow..â you know what he wants to hear but you canât bring yourself to say it.
he holds your face roughly with one of his hands and tilts your face to make sure youâre looking at him in his eyes. âcome on say it, youâre gonna be a good maid for me, arenât you?â he playfully exclaims.
âyeah, this does make me your maid, rei,â you answer back.
he shakes his head. âif youâre my maid, doesnât that make me your master?â
âah. yeah..â you hide your face in his chest.
âthen youâd have to address me properly, no?â
âiâm.. your maid, m-masterâ you muster up.
âdidnât you also forget to greet me properly when i came in?â he snickers and abruptly lets go of your body, taking a step back, putting a bit of physical distance between both of you.
you stare at him with a confused look, but then it hits you. âah, yeah.. welcome back, master,â you say embarrassingly. you bring your hands to your skirt, ruffling the bottom and lifting your skirt up, revealing to him the lewd matching panties you got specifically for this outfit. you canât help but feel shy when facing him in those clothes, saying those words. youâre sure heâs gonna appreciate that act of boldness.
in response to that lewd act of yours, rei swallows out of arousal. he takes a step forward and meets your face. he leans into your body, slightly towering over you. âi canât believe such a lewd maid is greeting me like this,â he sneers. he brings himself even closer to you, to the point where you feel the warmth from his body.
you let out a whimper when he brings two fingers to your clothed pussy and rubs it roughly. you almost let go of your skirt before he gives your skirt a slight pull with his other hand, âmake sure to keep still and donât let go. you donât want me to punish you already, right?â you murmur an agreement to his words.
âthese panties are so wet,â he says, pressing into the evident dampness even more, âit doesnât surprise me from such a perverted maid,â rubbing more intensely at your cunt through your panties. you moan back at him. he moves his hand to cup your pussy, which makes you shudder. he hooks his fingers to your panties and swiftly moves them to the side. he doesnât even bother completely taking them off, heâll do it later. right now, heâs honestly out of patience.
he enters his finger into your dripping wet cunt which makes you gasp. itâs so tight and wet, he really wants to dig in. he makes sure that his finger is fully inserted before he brashly removes it. he then promptly sucks your juices off his finger. he thoroughly sucks it while making sure you look straight into his eyes. you give him a dazed look, to which he purposely removes his finger with a loud pop sound, âtastes so good,â he announces and the flavor makes him automatically lick his lips, itching for more.
now with two fingers, he enters into you once more. he rubs inside, looking for the spot that makes you see stars. he draws his fingers in and out of you, until he finds that spot. once he hits it, your legs quiver. with his other hand, he lightly rubs at your clit in a circular motion.
you almost let go of your skirt out of shock because of all the pleasure to which rei definitely did not miss. he purposely rubs onto your clit harder and starts pumping his fingers in and out of you quicker. âhold on properly until you cum,â he deadpanly warns. you canât help but moan out and clench onto your skirt.
youâre standing there in front of him, coating his fingers with your juices. he enjoys the sounds that come out of your squelching pussy so so much. he wouldnât have it any other way. it is really a treat to come back home and already have you like that for him.
heâs gradually sped up more and more, and you start feeling your orgasm take over. your pussy spasms around his fingers and he doesnât slow down. you feel it come throughout your whole body. your legs shake intensely and you finally let go of your skirt.
he intensely watches you while you cum, âyouâre such a good girl, cumming like that for me.â he pets your head, proud of you for behaving.
he then brings your face right up to his. he rests his hand on your cheek, before bringing his fingers to your lips and caressing it. your eyes meets his and he gives you another lazy lustful stare. you shiver knowing whatâs going to come next. you close your eyes while he leans into your lips. the kiss is sloppy, with his tongue eagerly entering your mouth full of need and want. a string of spit connects both of your mouths when he ends the kiss. it makes you feel so vulgar for just a kiss.
âthis isnât enough to satisfy me, you know,â rei chuckles, bringing his hand down to your neck, where the collar resides. he plays with the lace thatâs on it. rei reminds himself how cute it looks on you.
he completely lets go of your face before picking you up bridal style. you cling onto his body. âletâs go somewhere more comfortable,â he declares while landing a kiss on your face and moves away from the entrance. he carries you with ease given the strength he possesses.
he doesnât go too far and decides on settling you on the couch. he wants to indulge you quickly, and your shared bedroom is too far, he doesnât have enough patience for that today. the couch is good. the position he places you has you sitting with your legs dangling off the edges. he makes sure to place you comfortably. he lets his body fall on the couch, right besides where youâre sitting. you slightly jump when his body weight makes the couch dip. he brings your body over his and makes you sit above his crotch, facing his chest. you can already feel how hard he is. it excites you how heâs really raring to go.
rei toys with the maid skirt again, while grinding his hips into your crotch. his hands start caressing your thighs, playing with the socks. he gives your legs a firm squeeze. eventually, his hands go up your body, from your hips to grasping at your waist and he stops at your boobs. he cups your chest over the soft fabric of the maid outfit. he holds each of them firmly and rubs your nipples with his thumbs. he can feel how erect theyâve become through the clothes. you then bring down your face and start kissing him again. once the kiss end, he starts regaining focus, âyou just came,â and he draws out a breath, âi deserve a reward, donât forget, iâm the master.â
your mind already feels clouded after your first orgasm and the kissing didnât help, so you just reply with a tiny whine. you get a slap on your cunt for not properly answering. your body jumps at that. âbe a good girl and reply properly, what did i say about actually answering?â he grinches.
âyeah, yeah, yeah,â you whine back while nodding, finding it hard to properly form your sentences.
âhm? yeah to what?â he grunts out.
âyou deserve a reward, master,â finally comes out of you. it sounds more like a whine than proper words. youâre surprised youâre even able to still form coherent thoughts.
he quickly grabs your hips one last time and grinds himself on you. you can feel how hard he is. he then gives your ear a quick kiss before letting himself lay back and relax on the couch.
you then absentmindedly lift yourself off rei and drop to your knees, between both of his legs. your hands are placed on both of his thighs, slightly gripping the fabric of his pants. you bring your head right above his crotch and rub your face on it. he signals you to start unzipping his pants, so you comply. he then lifts his own hips to help you remove them with ease. heâs now in black boxers and it is so obvious to see how hard his dick is. you decide to give it a few licks through the cloth, letting him feel the wetness seeping through from your mouth. when you retreat, he roughly palms his dick before letting his cock jump free. he quickly discards everything on the floor.
your face is still inches away from his dick, and is still very close. however, before you can actually grab his dick, he uses it to tease you. he loves how obedient and willing you are to serve him, however he loves toying with you even more. he drags the tip along your lips and pulls back with a âuh uhâ when you bring your face to try to lick it.
rei squishes his tip to your lips and coats them with his precum. he's making sure to drag it, so that your lips move. he then decides to move his arousal on the rest of your face. your face always looks so attractive to him, but itâs just something else when his dick right in front of it. no words can describe how much he likes it.
eventually, he stops purposely teasing you and lets you grab his dick. you hold onto the base and start from there, giving his cock, small, kitty licks. one of your hands holds his balls, while the other starts gently squeezing his tip. your tongue moves up and finds itself at the tip. you then give it one big suck. this makes reiâs hands find themself into your hair. he gives your hair a good tug. he then decides to move the stray strands of hair and place them behind your ear.
you remove your mouth from his tip and continue licking the rest of his dick. your hands massage and stroke him. âthis is a special massage you know?â you tell him between licks. he then thrusts into your mouth which makes you gag. âwhat do you mean by special?â he asks, already being fully aware of the answer, but wanting to hear it directly.
âwell, you know..â you stutter out, still licking.
âknow what?â he answers back.
âitâs a special maid service, okay!â
he silently chuckles at your flustered reply, firmly holding your head the whole time. you then meet his eyes. the look you give him when you look up into his eyes with his dick stuffed into your mouth could make him cum on sight, but he has better plans. he would really want to fuck your mouth, so badly, but heâll do that another time. âiâd rather cum inside your pussy,â he warns you. you remove your hands and let go of his dick, letting your mouth make a âpopâ sound.
he brings his hands under your arms and lifts you up. with a small delay, you shuffle, trying to sit up and he helps you by lifting you up. heâs so strong that he doesnât have any difficulties manhandling you to his will. it always shocks you how he does it with so much ease. nevertheless, it never fails to turn you on. youâre now facing him again, with your legs around his hips. you put your hands on his shoulder and lift your hips so he can remove your panties. he puts them aside and starts spreading your pussy lips, admiring how glistening it is.
rei then takes his dick and taps at the front of your pussy. he then rubs his tip all along its length, making sure to cover his dick with the wetness thatâs leaking from you. he rubs the tip in a circular motion all around you. he pushes the tip of his cock into your pulsing heat. itâs so wet he can easily slide in. he lets out a grunt before snapping his hips up to meet yours, thrusting his whole length inside. your cunt sucks him in. you moan at the sudden feeling of being so full. you can feel him stretching you out.
âdonât hold back any of your sounds,â he grunts out, watching you bite your lips. hearing every little moan, whimper, whine you do makes him crazy. any word that comes out of your mouth in that voice of yours makes him speechless. even if you wanted to stay quiet, you wouldnât be able to, not with the way his dick is reaching so deeply into you.
âi wonât,â you need a second to gather your thoughts, âi wonât hold back any sounds.â he feels fulfilled by your reply and rewards you with a kiss.
you feel so warm that he canât help but grab your hips even harder, to the point of bruising them. even if he wanted to be gentle, he wouldnât be able. youâre so wet. your pussy drools around him, coating his cock with your juices. he starts setting a harsh pace, which you brace yourself by holding onto his upper body with a tighter grip. âit feels really, really good master,â you tell him. he canât help but buck his hips in pleasure, letting you know he heard you. your gummy walls squeeze him so well.
your hands eventually find themselves under his shirt, craving his warmth even more. however, you canât help but scratch his back and claw at it when nearing your high. âyouâre just like a cat, scratching my back,â he says, amused and turned on, âthose are my favorite kind of marks.â
he then grips your hips and starts setting a brutal rhythm. he feels your body trying to scramble away from the pleasure, âcâmon, take my cock like a good girl, youâre supposed to be a well behaved maid.â you hold onto him more, trying not to let go. with the way heâs fucking you, you feel your body shake at his thrusts.
âyouâre gonna cum soon, arenât you?â he tells you. thereâs no way he wouldnât be able to tell, with the way your body is tightening up around him with your walls spamming, how youâre slurring every word, just looking at your face is enough to realize.
you nod to him and desperately moan out a yes. he brushes your hair out of your face, âthen what should a cumdump like you say?â he asks, landing a kiss on your forehead. that gentle action is so different from the rough way his hips are moving and the filthy words that come out of his mouth.
you know immediately what he wants. he always likes making you beg and youâre sure that with the maid outfit he wants to hear it even more. âplease let me cum, please master,â you mutter out.
he twitches at that pleading scream of yours. âwow, you have good manners now,â he says in between thrusts, âyou really wanna cum that bad?â
âplease!â you whine out, bringing your hips back to meet his, trying to chase your orgasm. he could listen to your voice begging and pleading to him for days on end. no matter how many times he hears them, they never bore him. âi want your cum, please master,â finally comes out of your mouth.
âfuck, youâre so naughty,â he makes sure to bring your face into his, while his other hand comes to flick at your clit, âcome for me, you naughty maid.â your orgasm takes over your whole body, as well as his. he cums so much, and it fills you up. you canât help but clench, wanting to milk him. you feel so good and full. he loves pumping you full.
you both reach your high, however he isnât finished yet. he thinks to himself how he needs more. heâd be a fool to end it right now. he hikes your skirt up and stares at the place where youâre both connected, before removing you from his cock. he makes sure to watch it attentively, not missing any detail. his cum spills out and he swears that it just fires him even more. he wants to stuff it back into you so badly.
he stares at it, letting his cum spill down your pussy. he brings his finger and scoops up the leaking cum, fingering it back inside of you. you jitter at the intrusion of his finger, your breathing still ragged. your worned out sex face meets his now eager eyes. for someone whoâs so lazy, he just doesnât want to stop yet, âif you give me those eyes, you know i wonât leave you alone.â
he then flips you, head now facing down and back to him. youâre laying on the couch, on both of your knees. and you eventually find yourself head down. he brings both of your hands behind your back and firmly holds them there with one of his hands. you slightly shuffle in response. rei then spanks your ass, âstop trying to tempt me even more,â and with this, his cock enters your cunt once again. heâs fucking you from behind, not trying to go slow and gentle at all. he is not envisioning a break anytime soon.
once he lets go of both of your hands, you place them to your sides, supporting you. itâs not long until he places his own hands on top of your arms, gripping onto you again. he cages you with his body.
âi wanna keep you like this forever, not being able to do anything at all,â he shamelessly tells you. youâre practically drool all over the couch at his words.
âreiâ you moan out, gripping the couch out of pleasure. he really wants to fuck you stupid.
âyou should just always be my maid,â he says, treating you like a fleshlight. you wouldnât be opposed to his suggestion. being treated like that everyday would make you lose your mind, in the best way possible. âyouâd like that wouldnât you? being fucked senseless everyday by me.â
you frantically nod. âyeah, i would, would want that so much,â you reply, desperately.
âi know you would, you wouldnât have to think at all, just like right now.â you tighten up even more.
âyouâre mine right?â he says after a particularly hard trust, youâre words are working him up. it was so hard you can even hear his balls slapping on your ass. you arch your back, whining out a yes. âwho does this cunt belong to?â
âyou, master,â you scream out, âmy whole body belongs to you.â
âyeah? everything?â
âyeah.. itâs all yours, all of it,â you mutter out.
âgood, with the way youâre taking my cock, fuck, i never wanna leave this pussy,â he slams his hips into yours. you honestly donât want it to end either.
this time his thrusts are even more rushed, heâs losing control and wants nothing more but to chase his pleasure, using you. you love it as well. god, you want nothing more than to be used by him. âi love using your body like this,â he mounts?
when he finally cums, heâs making sure youâre aware of his body on top of yours, and he sinks his teeth into your neck, in an animalistic manner. you take him so well, and the fact youâre now stuffed with his cum really excites him. you donât have any more strength and let your body fully relax. he then removes himself, and also lets his body slump besides yours, being careful enough to not squish you too much, but just a little bit. he cups your face with his hands and lovingly stares into your eyes.
âletâs go take a shower,â you giggle at him.
he then rubs his face into your own and grunts, âsure, but letâs just stay like this a bit longer,â he sighs, satisfied. you also want to bask in the afterglow, so you hum an agreement.
âoh but.. since youâre my maid, that means youâll wash me up in the shower, no?â he smirks.
âahh, really? i thought you wanted to rest more,â you sigh. your legs are still twitching.
âa maid shouldn't talk back to her master,â he giggles while kissing you on the cheek, âmaybe i should discipline you.â
you shuffle in his lap, âi behaved more than enough,â you say jokingly sighing, but still making sure to return his kiss playfully.
âi love you,â he reminds you. before you even get time to reply, rei stands up, which ends up distracting you. he brings his arms around you, lifting you up in the process. you giggle playfully at him, letting him carry you to the shower.
