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𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 —

— : [nsfw ] dry humping, fwb, mutual pining, light angst, semi public, unprotected sex, pet names, confessions, fluff, creampie + jealously

— : wc : 1.9k

it had been exactly 4 months since you went to that party. 4 months since you and him stumbled upstairs into his bedroom and had sex. 4 months since this agreement between the two of you was reached and 4 months since you’d been with anyone else.

the two of you weren’t together or exclusive and you were certain he was fucking around with at least two other people. it never bothered you, or at least that’s what you said anyway.

only sleeping with him was a decision you made on your own and you weren’t even sure if he knew that or cared.

prior to that night, you and kuroo were friends. you had the same friend group and you only met him because of kenma. he was a year above you in college and you would hangout every weekend when you weren’t studying or out with other people.

he was a great guy and you couldn’t fault him for being so charming and easy with his words. everyone on campus liked him. he had a bit of a reputation.

you were okay with your arrangement. it wasn’t like you had any complaints because he was still a good friend to you and he fucked you better than anyone else you’d ever been with.

it helped that his dick was big.

“i think we should go out” keiji grins, “you look like you need a few drinks and a night out”

you sigh from your spot on your bed. you’re flat on your stomach but he can still hear your whine even with your face planted in your sheets. finals week had been stressful.

“it’ll be fun” he pouts and you hated how easily you gave in to him but he was your best friend and you loved him. he was also your annoying ass roommate who you couldn’t get rid of without changing the locks and you cared about him way too much for that.

“besides” he grins, “i wanna see kou”

you look up from your spot just to roll your eyes at him. he really was obsessed with his boyfriend and no, you weren’t jealous. you were happy being single.

you ignore the pang in your chest in favour of going to take a long, hot shower. your body would need all the relaxing it could get because your friends would make you dance the entire night.

the lights inside the club is always too fucking bright and you weren’t a douchebag so wearing glasses would be corny. it was usually easy to ignore but after your third shot of whatever the fuck kenma had given you, you felt a strong headache coming on. it was so unlike him to take shots like this but you supposed that after those final exams, you all needed a night out.

“i’ll get you water” he calls out, “do you want anything else?”

you shake your head. you knew your own limits and you weren’t sure the hangover tomorrow morning would be worth the hassle. you felt a pleasant buzz throughout your body and you didn’t mind sipping on keiji’s cocktails when he wasn’t looking.

the music feels like it’s right inside your head by the time you’re making your way through the sea of sweaty body grinding against each other. you weren’t even sure why you decided to dance by yourself but keiji looked happy to just sit and grind on bokuto and kenma wasn’t a dancer.

you knew he had to be there. anywhere koutaro went, kuroo tetsurou was sure to follow. the two were best friends after all.

“wanna dance?”

you hear a voice behind you. the guy isn’t that tall but he’s cute and you shrug. you didn’t mind a little grinding and the guy had a nice, firm chest when he pressed up against your back.

you swayed together, purposefully pushing your hips back every time he’d move forward. it was innocent as dry humping in the middle of the dance floor could be and the alcohol flowing through your system only seemed to make you more bold tonight.

when you opened your eyes again, you looked across to see the table you were sitting at. keiji and koutaro were making out as usual, kenma seemed to be enjoying his drink, glancing down at his phone every once in a while and him. he was staring right at you, eyes narrowed and lips in a straight line.

he didn’t seem impressed by your dancing and you knew it was because of the guy currently groaning in your ear. the poor guy could probably cum in his pants from the way your ass rubbed against his clothes crotch.

you saw his jaw clench and his eyes narrow. it send a shiver up your spine that the guy you were dancing with probably thought was because of him.

kuroo made his way towards you, eyes never leaving yours as he got closer. you could hear your heartbeat inside your eyes and you definitely felt it between your thighs when he lean in and wrapped his hand around your throat.

“scram” he said, not even looking at the guy

“whatever man” the guy shrugged, high off something to even bother arguing with kuroo and you were sure he was heading to the bathroom to get himself off. you almost felt bad.

“hi tetsu” you grin, smiling at him softly

his eyes soften for a moment before he glares at you.

“what the fuck was that about?” he asks, pulling you against his chest

“i was dancing” you say dryly, wrapping your arms around his neck anyway. you liked when he got like this over you.

“i should’ve punched that fucker in the mouth for trying to fuck you” he says, gripping your jaw and leaning down towards your lips

he doesn’t move though. he wouldn’t kiss you unless you wanted him to, as angry as he was. he could feel his blood boiling at the thought of someone else having you the way he had.

you close the distance, kissing him. he moans into the kiss, arms wrapping around your waist.

“why do you do that shit to me?” he groans, pressing his forehead against yours. he takes a deep breath to calm himself down and then he’s standing to his full height.

“i’m not your girlfriend” you say, feeling annoyed. you know he told you he wouldn’t fuck anyone raw because he was clean. you both got tested together but that didn’t mean he wasn’t sleeping with other people. he had no right to be mad at you.

“forget it” he sighs, “i’m sorry, you can —”

“stop fucking doing that” you glare at him, “you can’t just — fuck kuroo!”

he really did frustrate you and it didn’t help that your heart would race every time you were together. you’d feel so empty whenever you did have sex because you knew he’d never want anything more than a friendship from you and it was stupid to be mad. he never forced you into anything and you willing went back to him every time.

“can we talk somewhere else?” he says, taking your hand in his.

he leads you to a secluded spot, not as loud as the dance floor. it’s near a hallway and anyone could see you if they really wanted to.

“i don’t want to argue with you” you say, leaning against the wall. the coldness was pleasant against your warm skin. the dress you wore was short enough that the back of your thighs could feel it too.

“i don’t want to argue” he says, “i can’t help myself”

“you don’t get to do whatever you want and then try to stop me from doing the same thing” you frown, “that’s selfish”

“maybe i am selfish” he admits, “i want you all to myself, i won’t share you”

“i’m not property to own tetsurou” you slap his chest but he grips your wrists

“i don’t mean it that way y/n” he groans, “i just.. i want you”

“me and who else?” you scoff, looking over at the people coming in and out of the club.

“you” he frowns, “I haven’t..— god this is embarrassing”

you quirk a brow up at that, looking back at him. he has a light blush on his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose and his pouting. the realisation hits you suddenly, eyes widening.

trying not to get your hopes up, you ask “have you been with me alone this whole time?”

he nods, hands running through his hair. it never makes a difference unless he’s showered.

“oh” you say, biting your lip

“yeah oh” he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“why the fuck didn’t you say anything!” you say, a little louder than necessary but he’s smiling at you and you can’t help smiling too.

“you’re so infuriating, you know that?” you say, crossing your arms and looking away again. you refused to let him see just how much that meant to you.

the relief you felt was obvious and he couldn’t help but chuckle, cupping your face in his hand and turning your head to look at him again. he really was infuriatingly handsome.

“i’m sorry” he kisses your forehead, “i do like you”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

you smile then, pulling him closer by the loops in his jeans.

“kiss me” you say and he doesn’t have to be told twice. he kisses you like he hasn’t seen you in years though it’s only been a week.

you feel the way he grinds against you, hand slipping down to cup your ass and pull you right against him.

“i want you” he says, “need to be inside you”

he doesn’t have condoms and you don’t either but you can’t bring yourself to care when he pulls his cock out, pumping it as he pulls your panties to the side.

the stretch burns and you almost scream, his hand covering your mouth as he pushes all the way into you. you can feel the veins on his cock and how it throbs inside you.

your velvety walls grip him tightly. it’s so wet and warm inside your pussy and he bites back a moan. he’s imagined fucking you raw on so many occasions but his imaginations could never do this justice.

“holy fuck baby” he groans, biting your neck to stifle another moan as he slowly pulls out, dragging his thick cock against your walls. you moan, head hitting the wall behind you as you throw your head back.

it feels so good and when his hand travels down, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, you cry out, eyes rolling back as he fucks you against the wall.

you know anyone could see you but it’s dark and noisy. the idea of being caught has you clenching around him, bringing him embarrassingly closer to his orgasm.

“fuck” you whine, “so big”

he smirks, thrusting harder as he looks at you. you’re so pretty, mouth hanging open and drool dripping down your chin. he likes to take his time, breaking you apart but he knows he can’t do that right now so he gives you what you want.

he lifts your leg up to wrap around his waist and he grips your hips. it hurts from how hard he’s holding you but you don’t want him to stop.

it takes one hard thrust to have you creaming around his cock. he kisses you, swallowing your pretty moans as he cums inside you. it’s so warm and thick and your eyes flutter at the feeling.

he feels you clenching around him, milking him for all his worth and he’ll gladly give you anything you wanted.

“shit” he pants, leaning his head on your shoulder.

“can we go home?” you whisper, “i want you tetsu”

he really was a weak man when it came to you.

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𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧’ 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 -

— : [ nsfw ] fwb, name calling, rough sex, breeding kink. toxic kazutora (reader is toxic too)

— : wc : 1.5k

alcohol and feelings did not mix well. you can’t even count on one hand the amount of times you’ve said or done something stupid.

you said you were done with him. he always made you feel bad for sleeping with other people. your arrangement started out as a way to let off steam but he liked the attention women gave him and he’d purposely piss you off and try to make you jealous.

he was a hypocrite because anytime you tried to get with someone for a night, he’d be right there to ruin any potential hookup and it confused you. you two weren’t exclusively dating and you wouldn’t consider him a friend.

“what happened to you being done with me?” kazutora smirks, watching you walk over to the kitchen counter to get another drink.

“i’m not here for you” you scoff, not bothering to look at him. which is good because you don’t see him clenching his jaw in irritation.

“yeah?” he tilts his head to the side, “someone else invite you?”

“yeah” you grin, “ran did”

he scoffs and walks out the kitchen. you laugh and grab a shot. it burns going down and you know you should slow down if you don’t want to regret it the next day.

“you love testing his patience” yuzuha grins. she’s been your best friend since primary school and while the two of you spent a lot of time together, you rarely met her brothers friends until high school.

it wasn’t until a few months ago that you met kazutora. he was in jail for a while but you never really questioned it and since he and baji were cool now, whatever happened back then wasn’t any of your business.

you weren’t really into ran. he was good looking and you two got along fine but he wasn’t the one you wanted to be with and it frustrated you.

“let’s dance” ran whispers, glancing over at kazutora who was watching you intensely, “you seem tense”

you could already feel the warmth of the alcohol thrumming through your veins. you take a shot of something else yuzuha offers you before following ran to the middle of the room.

there was a lot of people scattered around the house, some people you didn’t know but kazutora was surrounded by a bunch of girls you recognised from college.

you roll your eyes when you make eye contact and he grins but it immediately turns into a glare when he sees ran place his hands on your hips.

he downs his drink and throws his red solo cup in the nearby trash before making his way through the bodies of people. you would scoff if you weren’t shocked.

“move” he says and ran sighs, stepping back and lifting his hands in surrender. he wasn’t about to have a fight in the middle of his living room. the cops being called wasn’t uncommon and the night was still young.

“we were just—”

“i don’t give a fuck y/n” he snaps, “you out here being a slut?”

“what’s it to you?” you scoff, “i don’t have to fucking explain a damn—”

he grabs your jaw, not enough to hurt but enough to shut you up. it pisses you off how easily he wins.

“you’re my girl” he says, “i don’t care about your little attitude”

“your girl just like them?” you ask and he chuckles

“so you are jealous?” he laughs, smugness returning to his face

“i wasn’t the one throwing a little bitch fit over a dance” you raise a brow and he squeezs your jaw a little harder

“you want to take this upstairs or are you going to keep pretending you don’t want me?” he asks, leaning closer to you. he knows you’re not drunk and he wishes he was. it was easier than dealing with the foreign feelings in his chest whenever he thought about you.

he liked you more than he cared to admit and it was obvious to just about everyone that knew you both.

“i’m not going upstairs with you just for you to go home with someone else after” you push him off you, “i’m serious, i’m done with you”

“you’ll never be done with me baby” he says, “we both know that and who the fuck said i wanted anyone else?”

you don’t say anything. he’s never mentioned other people since the two of you started your relationship in the first place.

“just… can we leave?” you ask, sighing, “i don’t wanna be here right now”

“did you drive here?” he asks and you shake your head

“get your bag from yuzuha and we can go” he signals for his car keys from chifuyu

the car ride isn’t awkward per say. you’re still upset and that last shot of tequila is making your eyes feel heavy. you have no doubt that you’re going to have the worst hangover tomorrow morning.

“do you have to always be so stubborn?” he asks when he stops at a red light. you weren’t even sure whose place you were headed to.

“you make me this way” you shrug

“y/n” he clenches his jaw, squeezing your thigh with the hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel.

“you asked” you say softly. if there was one thing you enjoyed, it was riling him up. he didn’t get to mess with your feelings and confuse you the way he did. it wasn’t fair that you couldn’t stay away no matter how hard you tried.

“i’m fucking trying” he says after a moment, “i’m new to this shit and i don’t know what i’m supposed to do”

you glance over at him and can’t help but admire his side profile. he really was so handsome and the butterflies in your stomach was swirling so much that it made you feel nauseous. it also could’ve been the shots you took.

“i haven’t been in a serious relationship either” you sigh, “every relationship before you failed miserably and i don’t know if i can go through that again”

“so teach me” he says

“kazu—”

“i want to do better.. for you” he groans, “please, i want to be with you”

“we’re toxic” you laugh, trying to mask the way you’re smiling.

“yeah but i’d rather work on us than try and get with someone else” he rolls his eyes, “it’s easy to fuck around y/n, i don’t just want sex”

your head hurts as it hits the wall behind you. he’s not trying to hurt you on purpose but the kisses while trying to take your clothing off is proving to be difficult.

your dress isn’t even completely off when he slams you into the door and pulls your leg around his waist.

“wrap your arms around my neck baby” he whispers against your lips, “can’t wait”

you nod, kissing back with just as much force while he’s pulling his cock out. his pants isn’t all the way down but he doesn’t care. he needs to be inside you now.

“fuck” he grunts, your pussy clenching around his cock. your moans are his favourite sound and the little hiss as you grip his neck is his favourite.

it stings, the stretch still leaves you reeling. you both usually enjoy four play but sometimes you needed it to hurt. you wanted to feel it for days.

“i shouldn’t even let you cum” he scoffs, slapping your tits, pulling your dress down to pinch your nipples. you moan louder, eyes squeezing shut as he picks up his pace. the door keeps banging against the wall but you don’t want to stop.

“such a fucking whore” he groans, “so ready to give it up to ran huh?”

“no” you gasp, hands gripping his shoulders tightly. you hope it leaves marks.

“no?” he leans in to kiss you. it’s rough and sloppy and he keeps nipping at your lower lip. you can taste blood but it only makes you clench around him.

“want you” you cry out, “just you kazu, please”

“please what?” he grins, grinding his hips without moving. he loves teasing you and making you beg for him. he never thought he’d ever get this addicted to one person. it drives him crazy.

you drive him crazy.

his dick presses up against your cervix and it hurts so good. you feel so full and the slower he drags his cock inside you, the more you feel everything. he’s so big and wide and it has you throbbing between your legs.

“want to cum” you whimper, “need to”

he chuckles, grabbing your jaw to face him.

“open your eyes” he snaps, “i want you to look at who’s fucking you this good”

your eyes are glassy with unshed tears and he loves it. he only wants you crying for him like this.

“good girl” he kisses you softly. “just for me yeah?”

you nod your head, maintaining eye contact as you start to move your hips. it’s uncomfortable with the way you’re pressed against your bedroom door but he still moans.

“i’ll make you cum baby” he says, “so fucking hard”

“wanna fill you up until you’re dripping with my cum and then do it again” he thrusts up hard, “you want that?”

“yes” you moan, “want your cum”

you’d be embarrassed at the fact that you could barely speak but it felt so good that you didn’t really care. you just wanted all of him.

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“only me, right baby?”

he’s so close. he can feel it in his balls and his abdominal muscles are clenching and unclenching the same way your pussy is.

it’s wet and sloppy and the squelching noises fill the backseat of his car. the windows are foggy but you’re happy for the tinted windows.

he feels so good inside you and you don’t want it to end. you love being full and he’s always making you feel so, so good.

you know he’s close by the way he’s moaning, gripping your waist tightly. his mouth hangs open and his thighs flex underneath you.

just as he’s about to cum, you reach down and grip the base of his cock. he cries out in shock, eyes widening at the feeling. he’s never gotten blue balls during sex in his life.

“no no no, baby!” he groans, glaring up at your innocent face, “what the fuck is wrong with you!”

you lick your lips and lean down to kiss him. he’s pissed off and you can feel him throbbing inside you. maybe that was a little mean but you needed to remind him that you were the one making him feel good.

“does she make you feel like this?” you ask, tilting your head to the side and you see him taking a moment to register what you’re even talking about.

“y/n” he groans, “fuck, you know i only want you”

“but she doesn’t seem to get that” you sigh, grinding down on his cock making him gasp and grip your waist again.

“please baby, please” he begs, “i just want you, only you”

“only me?” you smirk, knowing he wasn’t lying but still loving the rare control you had over him.

“yes yes yes” he bucks up into you and you let go of his cock, wrapping your arms around his neck.

your moans are his favourite sound but he was going to ruin you the moment you got home. he was more than happy to remind you that you were his as much as he as yours.

| sanzu, ran, south, dabi, toji, gojo, jean&connie

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“said my lipgloss is popping”

your pretty plump lips always look so pretty. you’re always wearing your favourite lip gloss that smells like fruit and he gets addicted to the taste without realising it.

he keeps one of them in his car and another in his bedroom. you always look for it after he’s kissed you and it’s smeared on his lips and cheeks.

“shit baby” he groans, gripping the back of your head to fuck into your mouth over and over again. it’s wet and warm and when you relax your jaw, taking him deeper down your throat, he pinches his thigh to stop himself from cumming too soon.

your lips are stretched around his cock so beautifully, the image burned into the backs of his eyelids. he swears he can’t get off to porn anymore, thinking about you was enough to get him going whenever you weren’t around.

his abs are flexing and you can hear in his heavy breathing and low moans that he’s so close. you smirk to yourself as you swirl your tongue around his tip, your tongue dipping into his slit the way he likes.

he moans louder than, tossing his head backwards as you cup his heavy balls. he was just too fucking pretty like this.

“you gonna cum baby?” you asks, kissing along his cock and down to his balls. it leaves lipgloss stains everywhere and if he could, he’d take another picture to add to his already growing collection.

you like swallowing his cum but today, you pump his cock hard and fast, moaning his name the way he likes and it has his cumming fast, all over your lips and chin.

“fuck” he pants, “jesus baby, what the fuck”

you smile up at him and you shouldn’t look so innocent with his cum on your face. his spent dick twitches involuntarily and he whines at the feeling. you were going to send him to an early grave.

| eren, dabi, bokuto, kuroo, tengen, rengoku, hawks&mikey

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𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢’𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 —

— : [ nsfw ] fwb, mutual pining, pet names, unprotected sex, implied infidelity, eren is whipped, fingering

— wc : 1.6k

a/n : none of my mutuals will believe me now if i say i still don’t like eren 🧍🏻‍♀️

your friends frown anytime they see his black srt parked outside your house. he has tinted windows but they don’t need to see inside to know who he is. that car has been parking outside your house for at least 2 weeks now and judging from the way your neighbours stare over the fence, they know exactly who or what he is.

while you both came from good homes, eren had a lot of issues with his parents and he found himself moving out at 18 with no actual plans for his future. he had wanted to attend college like this older brother did but when the older of the yeager siblings moved out, eren was left alone and he was over his parents, specifically his father, trying to run his life.

they threatened to cut him off but he had enough money saved up and eventually, got into business with his best friend, jean, from high school. you and jean were in the same major and that’s how you met eren at one of their house parties.

you were his type. the shy and reserved kind, or at least that’s what he thought until he had you bouncing on his cock that same night, long acrylic nails digging into his shoulders so hard it left indents for a few days that stung whenever he showered. he still shivered thinking about how you often liked to scratch him up.

he was a bit of a pervert but he kept the ring and middle finger nails that had snapped off in his wallet. the baby blue nails made him think of you more than he’d like to admit.

you weren’t like the other rich kids he’d fuck around with. you didn’t care what he did or the way he dressed. you loved his long hair, it was nice to grip and pull whenever he was eating you out and the whole “i’m too cool for you” vibe he had going was a turn on.

“your parents aren’t home again?” he asks, watching you move around the house with ease. you’re wearing nothing but a loose sweater and panties, the same panties eren had bought for you when he ripped your pair the night you met.

“hm” you hum, getting a can of beer for him and a glass of wine for yourself. he was so carefree around you and he hated to admit that he was falling for you fast.

“i saw your old man the other day” he grins, “you know he buys weed from jean?”

that causes you to laugh. you loved your parents but your mom could be a pain in the ass sometimes so it was no surprise that your dad needed some form of a stress reliever. you were glad he wasn’t chelating.

“you break up with your boyfriend yet?” he asks, leaning against the kitchen counter as he looks down at your bare legs. he enjoyed having them wrapped around his waist but he could admire you from afar too. he couldn’t get enough of you even if the man tried.

“why, you want me to be all yours?” you tease, half expecting him to laugh it off or roll his eyes like he does whenever you two get a little too serious. you liked him enough that you could settle for whatever this was.

the bonus was free weed so you weren’t necessarily one to complain. at least he made you laugh.

“maybe” he grins, raising a brow at your shocked face. you weren’t the only one who could tease.

“we broke up last week” you shrug, “i couldn’t cum without faking it”

“what, can’t cum unless i’m the one fucking you?” eren chuckles. he wasn’t about to admit that he could only get off if he was thinking about you and if he happened to be fucking another girl, he’d have her on all fours so he wouldn’t have to look at her face. pussy these days seemed mediocre when he thought about it. he was content with whatever you had going on, even if he denied it whenever jean asked.

“you like when i stroke your ego” you scoff, taking a sip of your wine. you didn’t need him to know the effects he had on you or your body.

“i like when you’re stroking something else” he smirks, moving around the kitchen island to stand right behind you. you press your ass into his crotch and shake your hips teasingly.

“i especially like when you let me fuck you raw and cum inside you” he adds, trailing his fingers up your bare thigh. he kisses the side of your neck and inhales a little. you always smelled so fucking good that he thought about buying your perfume and keeping it stashed in his bedroom. “you ever let him finish inside you ma?”

“no” you gasp, biting your lip as his fingers dance across the hem of your sweater, “he’s never even fucked me raw”

“wow” he grins, “so you really let me hit it without a condom on the first night too?”

“yeah” you moan for him as he slips his middle finger into your pussy. you’re already wet and he’s only teasing you. it was obvious he had an effect on you and by the bulge in his grey sweatpants, you definitely had the same effect on him.

“want me to fuck you now hm?” eren whispers, right into your ear which causes goosebumps to rise all over your body, “want my cum spilling out and making a mess all over your kitchen floor?”

you can’t even think straight when he adds his index finger beside the other. he’s so skilled with his fingers and usually you’d enjoy some four play, you enjoyed sucking his cock as you played with his balls but you had all night.

maybe forever if he kept things up like this. you don’t think you could ever be with anyone else ever again and he knew that too.

“dirty little girl” he grins, biting your earlobe as his free hand pulls his leaking cock out. he strokes himself once, twice before he can’t wait anymore. he doesn’t bother pulling your panties down, choosing to rip it off you, the poor flimsy material tearing easily.

“eren” you pout, “i liked those” they were from him after all but you wouldn’t say that.

“i know baby, ‘m sorry” he groans as he slips inside you, not sorry at all. “i’ll get you new ones okay?”

you nod, gripping the counter as he sets a brutal pace immediately. you didn’t even care that your windows were wide open or the fact that your curtains weren’t closed and your nosy neighbours would definitely see if they looked which they always did whenever he came over.

“fuck baby, you’re always so wet for me” he moans, whimpers a little and that’s enough to have you clenching around his fat cock. you loved that he was so vocal, not shy to let you know just how good you made him feel. he really was the best at fucking you.

the best you’ve ever had.

he lifts your leg up, pushing you forward so your chest is squished against the counter and fucks into you harder and faster. your moans echo throughout the kitchen and your eyes cross. he fucks you like it’s been years when it’s been 2 days.

2 long days. it took everything in him not to show up and fuck you in his car. he hated when he got busy, it was less time between your thighs and he would rather spend his free time with you.

he moans at that, startling the both of you. he hasn’t realised just how much he was starting to like you. he wanted to be around you even without the intense fucking.

he liked you. a lot

“do you remember that pretty dress you wore that night?” he asks, slowing down as he gripped your waist.

“huh?” your frown, brows furrowing as you try to catch your breath. you were so close to reaching your high, your body was buzzing with the need to release but he was always persistent. “‘ren” you whine. you can’t even think properly, why was he asking that right now?

“come on ma, i’ll give you what you need in a moment, answer me” he chuckles, rubbing soft circles into your waist to help you calm down.

“i do” you say after a moment, “the green one”

how could you forget it? jean had joked about how it matched eren’s eyes perfectly and later that night, eren had you biting the hem of the dress as he bounced you on his dick, eyes trained on where his cock was disappearing in and out of you.

“what about it?” you turn to look over your shoulder at him. it still surprised you just how good looking he was. it should be a crime to be that hot.

“can you put it on for me again?” he smirks

“right now?” you pout

“no baby, later” he smiles, “i want to take you out”

you can’t help the smile so you turn away from him, hiding your face in your arm that’s perched on the counter.

“is that a yes?” he teases, touching the place where you’re stretched out on his cock. you moan as your legs shake, trying to fuck yourself. he licks his lips and you moan for him, nodding your head.

“good girl” he slaps your ass hard and then grips it tightly, holding onto your waist as he fucks you harder. he won’t stop until you’re creaming his cock and begging him to let you take a break.

[i6jwk]

i moved here! 📍

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“just the tip”

when he first met you, he found you annoying. it wasn’t because you did anything in particular, he just couldn’t understand how you could get underneath his skin with just a slight tilt of your head or the way you laughed with your whole body, pretty eyes crinkling at the corners.

you were kind to him sure but you never really showed interest in him outside being acquainted. it drove him crazy.


why didn’t you want him because fuck, he wanted you so badly.

he’d be up and nights, big hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he closed his eyes, thinking about you and your pretty face. he wondered how you’d look laid out underneath him, struggling to take his cock because he was just too big for you.

how your lips, always glossy and plump due to your lipgloss, would look wrapped around the mushroom head of his dick. he had to bite back a moan, tightening his hold around the base so he could edge himself. he needed you so badly that he could barely focus on any other girl.

the man was convinced you were using those crystals he had heard your friends talking about. why else was he so into you when you gave him no impression that the feeling was mutual.

“fuck fuck fuck” he whines, whines like a bitch and he should feel embarrassed but he can’t even think about how desperate he sounds. he thinks it’ll be worse when he does finally get the courage to speak to you one on one.

he had no issues with getting around, his own friends like to call him a slut but he didn’t care and he was absolutely willing and ready to stop his one night stands if you just let him put the tip in.

he needed to have you.

|| eren, suna, bokuto,toji&gojo

[i6jwk]

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[i6jwk]

no one else but you

ship: ryuuguji ken x baji keisuke

wc: 424

warnings: smut | unprotected sex | creampie | semi-public sex | they low-key have an exhibition kink

ao3

“you have to be quiet” draken whispers, adjusting his hold on baji’s waist

baji giggles and bites the side of draken’s neck. it’s the best way to keep him from being noisy and draken really didn’t want them getting caught so soon.

he pushes into him slowly, as much as he’s prepared baji for this, he always gets whiny and draken didn’t want to rush things tonight. even if they were still outside, hiding behind their usual meet-up spot.

“fuck” baji whimpers, gripping onto draken’s shoulders tightly. draken hisses but it’s not like he minds. he liked when baji left marks.

“god” draken chokes out and baji lifts his head to look at draken as he cups his face in his hands

“not god” baji grins, kissing him softly, “just keisuke”

draken clenches his jaw and baji begins to roll his hips slowly. he always does this and draken has to fight the urge to fuck him against the wall hard enough to leave marks on his back.

“behave” draken warns and no one tests his patience more than baji does.

“please baby” baji whines, “i’m ready”

“i know” draken says, “but let me take my time, i wanna feel you”

“then take me home after” baji whispers, “and fuck me again”

and that doesn’t sound too bad and draken has been thinking of all the ways he’s been wanting to fuck baji. it’s not like they don’t visit each other often, there’s just a thrill of almost being caught though neither one of them would ever admit to that.

draken finally gives in and fucks into him harder and faster. the sound of skin slapping against skin is loud and they know it would be easy for anyone walking by to hear them. baji clenches around darken who groans and bites the side of his neck in retaliation.

“you fuck me so good” baji chokes on

“of course i do baby” drakes snaps his hips forward hard enough that baji clamps his free hand over his mouth before he screams too loud, “no one will ever make you feel like i do”

“yes ken” baji nods, feeling the tears prick at the corners of his eyes

draken leans in and kisses baji and he moans, his orgasm hitting him out of nowhere. it’s not the first time he’s cum untouched and it won’t be the last.

“shit” drakes groans and thrusts a few more times before he’s filling baji up just the way he likes.

“jesus” baji whispers, “i can’t feel my legs”

[i6jwk]

little haitani

this is just fluff 🧍🏻‍♀️surprising since i write so much 🌽

character: ran haitani

wc: 479

she’s stares down at the test. it’s been about 20 minutes and she hasn’t moved from her spot on the bathroom floor and she thinks her legs are starting to get pins and needles but she cannot bring herself to move.

this wasn’t in the plans. their relationship had been so rocky in the beginning because of his job and they were finally happy and this would ruin everything. as much as she was happy, she didn’t think he’d be ecstatic by the news.

“baby?”

she rushes to wash her face when she realises she looks like she’s been crying. she doesn’t know what to do but she knows she can’t tell him anything just yet.

“i’ll be out in a moment” she calls out to him, shoving the pregnancy tests into her jacket pockets and tossing the jacket into the basket. she’d deal with it when he left for work.

“you okay?” he asks and she nods, smiling up at him

“yes” she lies, “had a long day”

he doesn’t pry even when he thinks he should. he doesn’t like pushing her because she could be stubborn when she wanted to be.

he kisses her and notices how soft her lips are, like she’s been crying and he would know, it happens when he fucks her.

“come sit with me” he says, taking her hand and leading her to their bed

he pulls her onto his lap and she doesn’t struggle. she wraps her arms around his neck and sighs. she could honestly use a nap right now.

she doesn’t manage to sleep at all and by the time he has to leave, she feels more restless and she doesn’t want him to go.

“baby, talk to me” he chuckles when she refuses to let him go, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck

“i’m pregnant” she whispers and as much as she’s scared, she holds onto him. if he decides he wanted to leave, she wouldn’t fight him but she needed him to hold her right now

“pregnant?” he echoes and feels her nod against his neck

he wraps his arms around her and pulls her closer against his body. he kisses her all over her face when he manages to get her to look at him.

“you’re not mad?” she asks and he rolls his eyes

“no” he says, “baby, i want to be with you and this doesn’t change anything”

“it changes a lot though” y/n frowns but he just sighs

“yes but not my feelings” he says firmly, “don’t make me remind you just who you belong to”

“…i’m scared” she admits

he just holds onto her tighter, kissing the side of her head.

“you have me baby” he grins, “you know you’ll always be safe okay?”

she nods and wraps her arms around his neck

“take me to bed please” she whispers

[i6jwk]

“he loves me”

warnings: implied nsfw

character: sanzu || haruchiyo akashi

word count: 231

your friends had tried to warn you about him. they’d heard rumours and read news reports but like a moth, drawn to a flame, that was you, drawn towards him.

what started out as curiosity, turned into a crush and the next thing you knew, he had you spread out on his bed, fucking you into his mattress. you know, in hindsight, that your relationship isn’t exactly conventional or ideal but he’s stopped messing around with other people and you haven’t been out on any “blind dates” set up by your friends since you met him.

“he kills people” your friend says and you know that … now. it changes nothing though and you know that by the end of the night, you’re going to run back to him like you always do.

“he’s not good for you” she tries to reason with you and you understand, you do and you love her so much but now isn’t the time to be complaining about your very dangerous and unhinged boyfriend.

you’ve already fallen for him and he takes care of you the way no one else has. he makes time for you and you know that despite everything, he loves you just as much, maybe a little more.

“he loves me” you say because you know it’s the truth. he’s shown you just how far he’s willing to go for you.

[i6jwk]

pretty little thing

part one || part two || part three || part four

warnings: nsfw || degrading, praise, creampie, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, cunnalings, blow jobs, double penetration, reverse harem

part one: no warnings yet

characters: bonten x female y/n

word count (p1): 1k+

tips

you weren’t necessarily used to the high life. you were used to doing things for yourself and by yourself. growing up wasn’t exactly ideal and you were forced to grow up pretty quickly. as much as your parents had the money, they didn’t know how to be parents.

you did what you needed to do so you could get by so being spoiled and pampered wasn’t something you expected or cared about.

your best friends all had sugar daddies and while it seemed fun, it wasn’t something you were interested in. you didn’t care how much money they got, old men? you took a hard pass

you ended up tagging along to a party with them anyway. they managed to convince you and you had been spending so much time with university and your job, going out could help ease off some of the stress.

“i’m just saying y/n, it wouldn’t hurt to live a little”

you already know what she’s implying so you just roll your eyes and reach for your drink. you had no intentions of getting drunk but you definitely needed something in your system if you were going to deal with them all night.

this club was exclusive so only very rich and wealthy people were regulars. you had heard about the owners of the place through the grapevine at school so you knew a little about them. you had also heard about bonten before so it was no surprise that the older men your friends associated themselves with, had some sort of business tie with them as well.

apart of you knew that it was dangerous. they weren’t exactly known for being friendly businessmen but as long as you stayed close to your friends and away from any vip area filled with strange men, you’d be fine and if push came to shove, you knew how to fight.

“papi says he organised a special evening for us” your friends says and you try not to gag and the nickname she has for her “lover”

“he’s already in the room, it’s upstairs” she continues and you don’t bother asking questions. you genuinely didn’t care about her “papi” who seemed to be very pretentious as you know he was from japan and definitely wasn’t hispanic at all.

you scoff and down the rest of your drink before you follow her and 2 other friends upstairs. they had their own partners who seemed to be there as well so you’d definitely be holding a candle at some point in the evening. maybe getting a little drunk wouldn’t harm anyone.

the room is beautiful. it’s hard to be mad when the interior looks expensive and very classy, which wasn’t what you expected. you were half expecting to find half naked women and men dancing and a form of entertainment..

your friend grins at you.

“pretty, isn’t it?” she asks and you nod

it takes you a moment to notice the other men in the room. it seems like they’re discussing business but they don’t look that much older than you are and well, they were definitely attractive

they all look up at the same time when a pink haired man says something and then they’re looking at you. you try not to feel awkward as you sit on an empty loveseat. the music is still playing even in the private rooms and they seem to have waitresses coming in and out offering more drinks and snacks.

“y/n, are you still good?” your friend asks and you smile

“yes” you say, “comfortable too”

she laughs before going back to shamelessly flirting with her boyfriend. you don’t say anything else and continue enjoying the comfort of the loveseat

“you alone this evening?”

you look up and there’s a very handsome man smiling down at you.

“allow me to introduce myself” he says, reaching out for your hand, “my name is ran, ran haitani”

“f/n .. l/n” you say, returning his sweet smile though you can tell there’s something hidden behind his pretty eyes and it almost has you feeling flushed, but you had a good poker face.

“would you like to join us?” he asks, “i see that your friends are … occupied”

you laugh and allow him to lead you to the other side of the room.

“this is y/n” he tells them, “pretty little thing, isn’t she?”

he introduces you to everyone and you find yourself being able to keep conversation without feeling awkward and you don’t bother putting up a façade the way your friends do around rich, powerful men.

“you came alone?” sanzu asks and you nod

“i find that hard to believe” rindou says, “your boyfriend would be an idiot to let you out on your own”

that has you laughing again. none of them are as subtle as they think they are but you’re also good at playing dumb. years of practice after growing up with pretentious parents.

“no boyfriend” you shrug, “university and work takes up most of my time”

“pretty and smart” mikey grins, though you find that his smiles never really reach his eyes. it’s a little unsettling but he doesn’t make you uncomfortable

“it must be … lonely” kakucho frowns, “being all alone i mean”

“you get used to it” you say, “i like my own space so it’s pretty convenient”

“you don’t have a roommate?” kokonoi asks and you shake your head

“i’m a little bit of a control freak” you admit, “i wouldn’t be able to stay with someone who didn’t do things the way i did”

ran laughs and cocks an eyebrow at that. this time, you try to be more subtle when you squeeze your thighs together.

“maybe you just haven’t found the right person to help you… let go of that control” mikey says, “it must be hard wanting to be in control all the time”

something about the way he says that makes you feel hot. you know what he’s implying by that and the idea of them taking all the control away from you seemed hot.. a little scary but you were adventurous.

before you could say anything, your friend came up to you

“y/n, i told papi that we’re leaving early” she smiles, “you have an early class tomorrow”

you almost forgot about that

“it was lovely to meet you all” y/n says, “thank you for the entertainment”

you miss the way ran looks at sanzu just as you’re leaving.

it definitely wouldn’t be the last time you saw any of them.

[i6jwk]

why do you doubt me?

warnings: light angst, dom/sub undertones, dacryphilia, miscommunication, spanking, belts, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, creampie, choking and aftercare

character: imaushi wakasa

word count: 2301

tips

you knew better than to piss him off. he was always calm and reserved and it was rare to see him snap but when he did, you knew you were in trouble.

still, you’d rile him up anyway and it usually never escalated that badly. he had patience when it came to you. he’d dealt with others before you but he never planned to fall in love with you.

it just … happened

and so there were a lot of new emotions he felt that he never felt with anyone else especially jealousy. he knows he’s slightly possessive but he also knows you’d tell him if it made you uncomfortable.

you grin as you walk past his office. you hadn’t greeted him, choosing to visit senju since you hadn’t seen her in a while but he sees you and he doesn’t like that one bit.

he lets it slide. you and senju were good friends having met in university so he gets it. senju rarely had any friends especially another girl she could confide in and you preferred to keep to yourself so it worked out well.

he sees you walking with senju but that’s not what irritates him. there are two underlings who seem to find interest in you. he hears the way they try and flirt or the way they seem to fight for your attention and you’re not even doing anything.

at least that’s what it looks like to everyone else but he knows better … he knows you. he watches as you giggle at something one of them says and it can’t be that amusing because you never do that and senju seems bored of their conversation already.

you look up at him and he quirks a brow at you.

“waka” you grin, walking over to him without even looking back at any of them and they squirm when they see him, rushing away before he says anything.

“hi baby” he says, gripping your waist tightly, “i see you finally remembered me”

you pout at him

“i always remember you” you say, “i didn’t want to disturb you”

bullshit … it didn’t matter how busy he was, you’d make yourself known and everyone knew that. they all welcomed you and even his underlings knew about you.

instead of saying anything, he leans in and kisses your forehead

“are you leaving?” he asks and you nod

“i’ll wait for you at home” you say and kiss his jaw, “have a good day”

he’s reluctant to let you go but he did have other things to do and you’d keep yourself entertained until he got home. it took so time for him to get you to stay with him and he’d never admit it but coming home to you was the only reason he managed not to snap and kill someone during the way. he wasn’t as reckless as he was as a teen.

his meeting is only meant to be an hour but it feels like it’s dragging on and on and he doesn’t complain about it. he knows it’s pointless

his phone goes off and he usually wouldn’t answer but he sees your name and opens it.

baby

i miss you x

hurry and come home

i get lonely without you

and he wouldn’t mind but then there’s another message that follows but it’s a picture of you on the bed with your legs spread wide and you’re not wearing anything aside from the cute lingerie set he bought for you and a plain white shirt that was a little too big for you.

he clenches his jaw and puts his phone in his pocket. you knew not to send such risky messages in case someone else saw you. he told you that when takeomi had seen it once and it was the first time wakasa punished you.

you toss your phone aside and decide to prepare dinner. you enjoyed the quiet time where you could just relax. you liked staying with him. wakasa always made you feel safe and loved .. you hadn’t said that to each other yet and you weren’t sure if he did love you or if this was just convenient.

you know that he cares. he makes sure to take good care of you and he rarely ever expects anything from you in return. as long as he could have his way with you, he was happy and you were happy.

the only problem is that you did love him and it scared you because he could toss you aside if he wanted to. he could have anyone he wanted. he was older than you and a lot more sophisticated.

eventually he’d want to settle down and get married and there was no reason to keep you around when he did. you try not to dwell on that as you continue making dinner.

it’s about 30 minutes later and you’re almost done that he arrives home. you hear his car and usually you’d be at the door when he opened it but you decided not to push him too much. you’d already tried your luck today and you didn’t want him to be angry with you.

“baby?”

“in here” you call from the kitchen

he leans against the wall as he watches you move around the kitchen. you were still wearing the white shirt but he could see the lingerie through it and you looked really sexy like that. your hair was up and away from your face so he could see you properly and god he was a goner. he had been for a while now..

“did you have fun today?” he asks and you turn to face him

“waka i-”

he walks forward and cages you in against the counter.

“go on” he says as he runs his fingers up your bare thigh and kisses your neck softly. he doesn’t bite down like he wants to, he still needed to teach you a lesson.

“i d-did” you gasp when he squeezes your thigh

he pulls back to look at you and he raises a brow. he can tell you were crying. your eyes are red and glassy and he only ever enjoys seeing you cry from pleasure or when you struggle to take all of him.

not like this. not when you’re alone and he knows you have a tendency to overthink.

“what is it baby?” he asks and you shrug, not saying anything else but you also don’t wrap your arms around his neck.

“i asked you a question” he says firmly, pushing you harder against the counter

“i just..” you swallow hard, breaking eye contact, “i wonder when you’ll get tired .. of me”

he keeps looking at you and you feel uncomfortable with the way he just stares.

“like eventually.. you’ll want something else” you whisper, “someone else”

he grips your chin and forces you to look at him.

“you think i’ll just leave you?” he asks and he sounds angry now.

“is that how little you think of me?” he asks, moving away from you but he still holds your chin so you can’t look away

“no waka” you say softly, “i -”

“you come to my office and ignore me” he scoffs, “you flirt with my underlings”

“i didn’t” you say quickly.

“you send me pictures at work” he continues, moving back to take his time off and toss it aside

“you think i’ll leave you baby?” he laughs and it’s almost bitter and it sends a shiver up your spine

“turn around” he says and you widen your eyes

“wait waka, please” you whisper but he’s not looking at you anymore. he takes his belt off and wraps the buckle part inside his palm so it won’t hurt you .. that much

“turn around y/n” he warns and you nod, turning around and looking down at your hands

he never called you by your name even when he was angry. it stung a little

“bend” he says and presses your lower back so you’re upper body is on the counter

“you don’t see everything that i do?” he asks, “for you”

you don’t say anything. you don’t want to upset him further and it’s not like you can find your voice right now.

“you’ll count” he says

he brings the belt down hard across your ass and you help and grip the edge of the counter.

“one” you say, already breathless

“say ‘thank you waka’” he says and brings it down again, harder than the first time but it’s not enough to hurt that much and you know he’s avoiding the skin of your thighs, just below your ass where it’ll hurt for days

“two” you bite your lip, “thank you waka!”

he grins but he’s still angry. did he not show you enough? wasn’t he clear with his actions? you know he’s a man of very few words but he did his best.

he brings it down again but it’s lower this time and it causes you to cry out and bite your lip harder

“t-three, thank you waka”

“there you go” he says, kissing your shoulder, “you can keep going, right baby?”

you nod.

“yes waka” you say and he rewards you with another kiss on your shoulder

he keeps this up until you’re sobbing but you don’t tell him to stop. you have a safe word if it gets too much and he trusts you to use it.

“f-fifteen” you whisper, sniffing a little “thank you waka”

he knows it hurts and it’ll bruise later. he rubs your ass softly and soothes you as he gets the oil to rub into your skin. he always makes sure you’re okay after anything you do

“you did so good for me baby” he smiles, “you know why i did that, right?”

you nod. you’re still crying but the sniffles have stopped and he rubs your cheek. he’s so tempted to kiss your lips. it’s always so soft when you cry and they’re swollen from the way you were biting them but he doesn’t. he kisses the side of your head

“so pretty” he whispers

“what’s your colour baby?” he asks, rubbing your thighs as he gently spreads your legs for him

“green” you say softly, “i can take more”

he hums and kisses your head.

“you know baby” he begins as he slips two fingers inside you. he knows you can take it because he sees how wet you are and you grip his arm and look up at him with a pout

“i don’t like that you doubt me” he sighs, “don’t i show you how much i care about you?“

“you do” you say but it’s hard to focus on anything else when his fingers are pressing deeper inside you but he’s so slow and he’s doing it on purpose.

“do you not love me?” he asks and you widen your eyes, looking up at him but he doesn’t give you a chance to answer because he move behind you again and thrusts his fingers faster, opening you up for him

you moan when you feel his tip pushing into you as he holds you open. he bites his lip and you wish you could see his face and kiss him but this was still a punishment and he still hasn’t kissed you properly

“waka” you gasp, crying out when he reaches underneath the shirt to pinch and squeeze your nipples. he doesn’t give you time to adjust as he picks up his pace, fucking into you and pressing your body harder onto the counter

he knows you won’t last long, not when you’re this pent up so he lifts your right leg up so you’re balancing on your tippy toes.

he kisses your neck and arms as he wraps his hand around your throat. he doesn’t apply any pressure but just holds you in place as he fucks you harder and faster.

“waka please” you beg, “i need it please”

he groans and tightens his hold around your neck and you gasp, eyes rolling back and you feel the coil inside you snap

“i wanna cum, w-waka please” you cry out for him, using your hand to hold his wrist that’s around your neck, “please can i cum?”

and how can he say no? you’re always so good for him so he kisses your neck and angles his hips to hit that sweet spot inside you over and over until you’re trembling

“go ahead baby” he says, “cum all over my cock and show me just how good i fuck you”

and you do, with a loud scream and he feels you tighten and clench around him

“fuck” he groans, “fuck baby, just like that” and he cums inside you, stilling his hips when you whine and try to push him away

he lets you catch your breath, holding you up since your legs haven’t stopped shaking.

“i’m sorry waka” you whisper

“shhh” he says softly, “it’s okay, you’re okay”

he rubs your back and arms and makes sure to massage the places that most likely have pins and needles. it takes a while but you relax and let him turn you around to look at him.

“there she is” he says and you pout, looking down at your hands again

“what’s wrong?“ he asks

“you haven’t kissed me” you frown and he chuckles, pulling you against him

he kisses you softly and you immediately wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down against you.

“i love you baby” he says, “i hope you know that”

your eyes are glassy again when he looks at you but you’re smiling and it makes his chest ache.

“i love you waka” you whisper, kissing him again as he wraps his arms around you

[i6jwk]

draken cums inside baji whenever baji gets mouthy with him.. yes they’re fucking and they fuck often. they also switch 🤷🏻‍♀️

[i6jwk]

Omg a wake up to sex fic…

you didn’t ask for a character so i picked hakkai :)

i hope you enjoy !! 🤍

warnings: sleepy sex, fluff + gender neutral reader

the sun was bright like it was most mornings. while you loved the warmth that came with summer time, you hated being woken up by how bright it shined, even through your curtains.

it was a little different today though, it wasn’t the sun that decided to steal you away from your peaceful slumber but your usually soft and cuddly boyfriend, hakkai.

he had his arm wrapped loosely around your waist and since you’d both fallen asleep after sex the night before, there was no clothing as a barrier and he enjoyed taking advantage of that on mornings he could get away with it.

he was grinding against the swell of your ass and you already felt a loose from the night before and while you usually enjoyed teasing him, you lifted your leg so he could slip inside you with ease.

“fuck” he groans, hiding his blushing face in the crook of your neck as he sets a slow pace. it was warm and wet and he could spend hours between your thighs. his favourite place in the whole world.

“feels good kai” you whisper, eyes falling shut because while it felt amazing, you were still holding onto the remnants of sleep.

“so wet” he grins, kissing your neck, “you like that baby?”

he thrust a little harder and deeper and you grip his arm that’s still wrapped around you.

“yeah” you sigh, shifting your own hips so you can meet his thrusts

“i wanna cum inside you”

“do it” you moan, “please”

“of course baby” he smirks, “just keep fucking yourself on my cock and i’ll give you what you want”

you push back against him and he grips your waist, thrusting faster and you know he’s close because you feel him throbbing inside you.

“cum for me kai” you moan, biting your lip when his hips still and you feel him cum deep inside you. you follow right after, legs shaking with the intensity of your own orgasm.

“good morning baby” he grins when you turn to look at him and you hum, kissing his forehead

“good morning”

[i6jwk]

listen to this, gun play w/ kakucho

i hear you and i agree..

warnings: gun play, vaginal fingering, degrading

he knew something was up when he caught you checking him out while he cleaned his guns. you seemed particularly interested in the rose gold hand gun he received as a gift.

“see something you like?”

he grins when he sees the way your eyes widen before you look down, playing with your fingers.

“well?”

“it’s pretty” you say shyly, “you look good when you hold your guns”

“yeah?”

you nod, finally looking up at him and he chuckles, taking your hand so you can sit on his lap. you really had no idea how adorable you looked when you acted so innocent but he knew better, he always did.

“you like it that much?” he asks when he feels the damp spot between your legs, rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric.

“kaku” you whine, trying to close your legs but he was much stronger than you and he forced your legs apart again.

“don’t be a brat” he warns, “you’re already so wet just from this?”

you whine and he slaps your thigh

“such a filthy slut” he smirks, “open your mouth”

you do as you’re told and he puts the tip of the gun inside your mouth just as he slips his middle finger into your pussy. he feels you squeeze around his digit and your eyes cross

“i could pull the trigger” he teases, “you like the thrill, you like the idea of me accidentally slipping my finger?”

you know he’s teasing you. he’d never do that because despite him being harsh, he loved you and you knew he liked how much of a slut you were just for him.

“my dirty little cum slut” he smirks, “imagine if your friends saw you like this?”

you whimper and close your eyes, enjoying the feeling of being so close to him.

“open your eyes” he warns

he slips another finger inside you and begins fingering you faster, watching as your eyes sparkle when he pushes the gun further into your mouth. it’s filthy but you like it and it turns him on knowing what a dirty girl you are.

only he gets to see this side of you and while you’ve both explored your kinks before, he definitely enjoyed this a lot. the idea of fucking you while holding the gun to your head was enough to have him cumming in his pants like a teenager but he was always calm.

“that’s right baby” he whispers, kissing your neck, “cum for me”

you feel your thighs shake and you toss your head against his shoulder, crying out from how intense your orgasm is. it wasn’t like he couldn’t make you cum that hard but the thrill made it so much better.

“shit baby” he chuckles, “you fucked up my pants”

[i6jwk]

*throws self down stairs* *gets on hands and knees* please more sanzu and best boy, except best boy isn’t on his best behavior and touches himself without permission. sanzu can’t let this slide without proper punishment now can he (please include aftercare if possible) <3

warnings: spanking, slight edging, crying + handjob and after care (it’s always important to include aftercare!!)

sanzu had patience. it was something he’d been working on for years but he had gotten better. he wasn’t nearly as bad as he was as a teen and he tried to give people the benefit of the doubt if he deemed them worthy enough.

his baby was someone who tested him a lot, despite sanzu giving him warnings, he still loved to push his buttons and while sanzu enjoyed spoiling his sweet boy, there was truly only so much one could take before they’d inevitably snap and sanzu was at his limit.

he had a long day. mikey had been in a bad mood and of course he was at the receiving end of that so he was just tired and he was ready to go home and rest.

the only problem is, when he got home, the house was quiet, too quiet. it was very unlike his baby to not greet him when he got home. it was part of their ritual now and it was something sanzu looked forward to.

“baby?“

he knows he’s home. his car was in the garage and he would’ve told sanzu if he was going out so it was strange. he had been fine in the morning but he didn’t text sanzu throughout the day like he usually did so something was obviously wrong.

he sighs and takes his tie and shoes off before he makes his way to the bedroom.

“so you are home” sanzu says, leaning against the doorframe

“h-haru” y/n yelps, reaching for the sheets to cover his body. he hadn’t even heard sanzu come in or call out for him.

he always tried to be on his best behaviour but he was just so frustrated and pent up.

“okay” sanzu sighs, “you choose”

“wha-”

“i don’t like repeating myself y/n” sanzu warns, “i think i’m being too lenient in asking”

“i’m sorry” y/n says, looking down because he can’t hold eye contact with sanzu

“i won’t ask you again”

“h-hands” y/n stutters out, “please haru, i didn’t mean to”

sanzu ignores him and sits at the edge of the bed. he pats his lap and y/n knows better than to disobey. he hurries over, laying across sanzu’s lap with his ass up.

“we’ve had this conversation haven’t we baby?” sanzu asks and y/n tears up, nodding

“and what did i say?” sanzu asks

“t-that my pleasure belongs to you” y/n whimpers when sanzu brings his hand down hard against his right cheek

“and?”

“your pleasure is mine” y/n says quickly, not wanting to make sanzu wait

“so would you like it if i didn’t touch you then?” sanzu taunts, “fucking my fist and leaving you to fend for yourself?”

“no!” y/n whines, “no haru, i always want you to touch me”

sanzu scoffs but he can’t help admiring his pretty boy. he was always so pretty even like this.

“i want you to count” sanzu says, “you know your colours?”

“yes haru” y/n nods

“you will use it if it gets too much” sanzu says firmly

“yes” y/n says,shifting to get comfortable

sanzu brings his hand down again but this time it’s right below his right ass, causing him to cry out and grip the edge of the bed

“one” y/n says, barely above a whisper but sanzu hears him. he knows he’s already worked up but a punishment was still a punishment

“see? you can be good” sanzu grins and brings his hand down twice, harder than the first and y/n jerks forward

“t-three” y/n bites his lip and closes his eyes. he can feel the sting already but they were far from done.

sanzu rubs soothes the places he hit just before bringing his hand down faster and harder. he feels the sting in his own hand

“four!” y/n whimpers, tears already streaming down his face, “t-thank you daddy”

sanzu smirks

“there’s my sweet boy” sanzu says

sanzu continues until y/n is sobbing, clinging onto the sheets. he can feel his legs shaking and sanzu wonders if he could make him cum just from this but he won’t. this wasn’t what it was about right now

“you wanna cum?” sanzu asks and y/n nods, sniffing

“that’s too bad” sanzu chuckles, “you’ll cum when i say you can”

he brings his hand down below his ass cheeks again and this time y/n sobs loudly.

“t-wenty!”

“you’re doing so good pretty boy” sanzu rubs his thighs and y/n lets out a mewl.

he’s so hard and it hurts but he knows he can’t cum. he doesn’t want sanzu to be disappointed in him anymore so he holds off and listens to everything sanzu says.

sanzu lifts him up and lays him on his stomach before going to get aloe. he helps soothe the sting but y/n knows he won’t be sitting down for a while

“so good for me” sanzu smiles, “look at you”

y/n nods and wipes his eyes as he lays his head on the pillow

“feels good haru” y/n whispers and sanzu leans in to kiss him softly

“get on your side for me but be careful” sanzu says and reaches for the lube

he knows he can’t fuck his baby right now but he was so good for him so he deserved to be rewarded.

he wraps his hand around his cock and pumps him fast but not too rough. he knows just how his boy likes it and he loves hearing those sweet moans and gasps

“c-close daddy”

“good boy” sanzu praises, “go ahead then love, cum for me”

🌱🌱

sanzu makes sure the water isn’t too hot like they usually liked it before climbing in. he holds out his hand and helps y/n climb in and sit between his legs

“was i good haru?”

“the best baby” sanzu kisses his shoulder, “are you okay?”

y/n nods and lays his head against sanzu’s shoulder

“i loved it” y/n says

“you’re not supposed to like being punished” sanzu raises a brow

“i like anything with you” y/n says shyly and kisses sanzu’s cheek

“brat”