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mitzi + 26f + in love wif yuji

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if love be rough with you, be rough with love—

prick love for pricking. and you beat love down.

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yeah i think hakari has a daddy kink, but i also think he has an older brother complex even more

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being hakari’s cute girlfriend that he bounces on his cock and sits beside him with a hand on your tits that fondle you while he’s betting </3

being hakari’s girlfriend who he ignores but slips his cock out to feed it to you when you’re being whiny </3

being hakari’s girlfriend who he totes around and gives stacks of money for spending sprees he later calls you out on even if he was the one to demand you dress up cute for him </3

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I think yuta would definitely pee on you if asked. I headcanon him as a bit of a late bloomer, but also definitely hormonal as hell which has let him to corners of certain websites he shamed himself for and caused him to realise that having a full bladder and getting off feels really good. Which then escalated to fantasizing about other forms of watersports, peeing on someone, maybe even inside someone. Being peed on. He's a curious fella and a little nasty, liking the intensity and warmth of it all and since he's also the lover boy™ he probably also sees something romantic and intimate in the act of sharing bodily fluids in that way (with the trust of doing that and all that). HOWEVER he's also a very shy and awkward dude who feels like those fantasies of his are something that should stay inside his browser history, until you ask him to pee on you, and he's a little shocked at first. "A-Are you sure?" and you would have to talk him through it a little, but my god would he be into it. Just the thought of him standing in front of you, you on your knees, and letting go over your body could make him come. (I went a little off rails sorry lol i have brainworms)

cw: heavy piss play + yuta pees on your mouth (yes on, not in) and then cums in your mouth + m! masturbation

hhh…

he’s timid, but god yuta can’t help but to stare at you— unblinking while you settle yourself on your haunches before him. biting his lip while trying to remember to actually blink, knowing the way he watches is a bit unsettling to others. not like you ever had a problem with it, if anything you were one to challenge it frequently.

like now, a smile on your face— fingers wrapped around his pulsing length. waiting. not saying a thing while he squirms. a desire, thrown away in passing, spoken before he even had the chance to recall the words enacted upon by his sweet girlfriend. excited for the chance to get *pissed* on by him. just because he said he found it erotic and romantic.

ever the lover-boy, he believed it was the ultimate form of intimacy; tired eyes not even looking at you when it was discussed. a throwaway comment, nothing that held any real weight until you sunk yourself down between his legs and *begged* him for it. raising a strike of panic through his very core the second you so much as jutted your lower lip out. hands splayed out like he was reaching to pick you off the floor and do everything he could to keep you from making that face and *begging*.

and that urgency led to where you were now, watching him with excitement while he held the tip of himself down— aiming it right to the seam of your smiling lips and shivering; shoulders visibly shaking when he let himself go. normally soft voice dipping down to a lower register that was pretty foreign coming from him. the normal icky sweetness in his register gone while he looked (unblinking) at the stream of his piss running down the curve of your neck and onto your tits.

saturated, glistening with the trail of it running down the crease of your tits; realizing very quick that the sight of you smiling while taking the piss he was so graciously watered you down in. huffing out a noise of pure incredulity when you actually whined when he stopped. "s-sorry! it's just-" yuta stuttered, scrunching his face— like he was taking a moment to say a prayer before he ran his fist up and down his length. letting another shiver wreck havoc down his spine, tasting a hint of over stimulation; he shouldn't be doing this so close after peeing.

usually, he had a precise— almost mean hold over his body. but there was a knock against that self restraint he held formed in the shape of you. it was your fault he couldn't hold himself back, your fault that it took him less than a couple of meager seconds before he was feeding you his cum. whining out your name because you knew him so well and knew to prop your lips open. "ah, f-fah. fuck."

thighs tensing over and over, the thatch of jet black hair lining a road up to his belly button moving with every contraction of his lower body. humming when the last of his orgasm finally dribbled out and pooled against your tongue.

oh he loved you. he wanted to devour you, wanted to take a picture of you glistening in his piss with a mouthful of his cum to keep forever.

unsure of how to proceed now, yuta looked at you with that smile that made little crescents of his eyes. bending the length of his body to scoop you up, laughing at your surprised chirp that he lifted you with such ease. "lets get you cleaned up." yuta nodded, excited again for the prospect of caring for you- for pampering you over the good job you did.

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do we think yuta would pee on you if asked

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cw: yuji is a little dumb and forceful + a.b.o! dynamics + problematic strength gap couple

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 puppyboy! yuji on his first night back after you adopt him is a mess.

excitement palpable, lips parted to pant— head nodding off in your direction every chance he gets. frowning when you push his head away when he gets too close, it’s all chaos. but the real challenge comes when it’s finally time to sleep. pink hair ruffled from his incessant need for pets peaking out from under your covers he’s strong armed himself in.

you’d given him a place to sleep— respectable, bed of his own. but the second you introduced him to the area he was all growls and bared teeth. not at you, never at you; but the empty and cold and loneliness of it made him feel off. so now here he was, sturdy… big body wiggling himself up and up so he was braced on either side of you. looking down at you while the wag of his stupidly strong tail knocked the blanket off you both.

“thank you for bringing me home.” he smiled, the most cheery hybrid from where you got him, that same aura of brightness following him here too. barely letting you get in one of your own before he leaned his warm nose down to your cheek. “you smell good.” yuji quipped. followed by rapid little breaths, like he was savoring your warmth.

letting the tickle of it simmer for a second, you gifted him with a giggle. that was enough to send him over the edge.

you didn’t know he would react this way to something so natural, but the moment those hiccup’s left— hands that kept him hovered over you dropped down to your face. holding you in place while the muscles in his body contracted. the most he could describe the feeling as was pure happiness, happy he made you laugh.

he didn't feel it, didn't make the conscious decision for his hips to start rocking against the plane of your hip. didn't know he was doing it until a little tremor ran up his spine, something felt good and he didn't know what it was. you were ignorant to the feeling too, at first you thought he was getting comfortable, a little worried he was getting too close and intimate yes— but nothing that denoted anything malicious.

maybe it was because he didn't mean it that you didn't pick up on it. not until he openly whined, until his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he was drooling on you that it clicked. but a simple shove from you wasn't nearly enough to knock him off you. he was too sturdy, much bigger and heavier than anything you could throw off; your own legs rising to try and gain any sort of leverage or momentum, it wasn't until you whined that he peeled himself off you.

gaze glazed over, a line of drool connecting the pink of his tongue to the heat of your cheek fully glistening with the remains of his unhinged jaw. eyes open, he knew you were looking up at him in a sort of horror that sent another thrill down his spine- he didn't know what that was, or what any of this was. he'd heard of a prey drive, but any and all information that made him think too hard rolled off his back like water. looking down at you with equally wide eyes and still twitching hips, he didn't mean it. you just smelled so good, and were so warm, and- "yuji!"

ah, well that was it for him.

too lost in the little thoughts that rarely rattled in his dumb brain, he didn't hear or notice the squeak of the bed- or the jolt of your body when his innocent little ruts had turned rough. or the suspicious wet, sticky mess bleeding through his boxers; making a mess of the sliver of skin he'd been rutting on. his own concern showing when he sat up off you, kneeling with you still settled still and quiet while watching him tug his boxers down.

inquisitive, his hands pulled a still hard length free. hissing, the cold air of the room cooling him down in an unpleasant way. grabbing the base of his spent cock, squeezing with the swell coloring the band of skin he was currently holding. looking up at you like you knew what was going on, but you were too busy simmering. not even mad that he had used you to get off, upset that you were wet and throbbing and his big dumb head was too ignorant to notice.

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cw: yuji is a little dumb and forceful + a.b.o! dynamics + problematic strength gap couple

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 puppyboy! yuji on his first night back after you adopt him is a mess.

excitement palpable, lips parted to pant— head nodding off in your direction every chance he gets. frowning when you push his head away when he gets too close, it’s all chaos. but the real challenge comes when it’s finally time to sleep. pink hair ruffled from his incessant need for pets peaking out from under your covers he’s strong armed himself in.

you’d given him a place to sleep— respectable, bed of his own. but the second you introduced him to the area he was all growls and bared teeth. not at you, never at you; but the empty and cold and loneliness of it made him feel off. so now here he was, sturdy… big body wiggling himself up and up so he was braced on either side of you. looking down at you while the wag of his stupidly strong tail knocked the blanket off you both.

“thank you for bringing me home.” he smiled, the most cheery hybrid from where you got him, that same aura of brightness following him here too. barely letting you get in one of your own before he leaned his warm nose down to your cheek. “you smell good.” yuji quipped. followed by rapid little breaths, like he was savoring your warmth.

letting the tickle of it simmer for a second, you gifted him with a giggle. that was enough to send him over the edge.

you didn’t know he would react this way to something so natural, but the moment those hiccup’s left— hands that kept him hovered over you dropped down to your face. holding you in place while the muscles in his body contracted. the most he could describe the feeling as was pure happiness, happy he made you laugh.

he didn't feel it, didn't make the conscious decision for his hips to start rocking against the plane of your hip. didn't know he was doing it until a little tremor ran up his spine, something felt good and he didn't know what it was. you were ignorant to the feeling too, at first you thought he was getting comfortable, a little worried he was getting too close and intimate yes— but nothing that denoted anything malicious.

maybe it was because he didn't mean it that you didn't pick up on it. not until he openly whined, until his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he was drooling on you that it clicked. but a simple shove from you wasn't nearly enough to knock him off you. he was too sturdy, much bigger and heavier than anything you could throw off; your own legs rising to try and gain any sort of leverage or momentum, it wasn't until you whined that he peeled himself off you.

gaze glazed over, a line of drool connecting the pink of his tongue to the heat of your cheek fully glistening with the remains of his unhinged jaw. eyes open, he knew you were looking up at him in a sort of horror that sent another thrill down his spine- he didn't know what that was, or what any of this was. he'd heard of a prey drive, but any and all information that made him think too hard rolled off his back like water. looking down at you with equally wide eyes and still twitching hips, he didn't mean it. you just smelled so good, and were so warm, and- "yuji!"

ah, well that was it for him.

too lost in the little thoughts that rarely rattled in his dumb brain, he didn't hear or notice the squeak of the bed- or the jolt of your body when his innocent little ruts had turned rough. or the suspicious wet, sticky mess bleeding through his boxers; making a mess of the sliver of skin he'd been rutting on. his own concern showing when he sat up off you, kneeling with you still settled still and quiet while watching him tug his boxers down.

inquisitive, his hands pulled a still hard length free. hissing, the cold air of the room cooling him down in an unpleasant way. grabbing the base of his spent cock, squeezing with the swell coloring the band of skin he was currently holding. looking up at you like you knew what was going on, but you were too busy simmering. not even mad that he had used you to get off, upset that you were wet and throbbing and his big dumb head was too ignorant to notice.

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dropping puppyboy! yuji in a leetle, keep ur eyes peeled heh

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౨ৎ yuta should have told you no.

should have sat up a little straighter and brushed away your prodding hands and gentle kisses— but that was the issue to begin with. you were so good at melting him down until the only thing he could even possibly think about was you.

it wasn’t because he didn’t want more, that was the problem to begin with. there was just that tinge of shyness he hadn’t yet shaken, but it didn’t matter to you none. you could see the way tired eyes stared at you, or the jump of his knees snapping together after you made out for a little too long. you knew he wanted you, and you wanted him— so it didn’t matter to you none that you’d have to use a little more direct methods to get what you wanted.

which is what led you to being nestled before him, kneeling on the ground with the tv glow halo-ing a gentle hum from behind you. making him weaker than he already was, you looked like an angel.

“w-wait.” his already soft and pitchy voice rising in something akin to panic. reaching down to grab at your hands but stopping short when your fingers tugged at the white shoe lace holding his pants up. squirming when you knocked rough hands away and just kept going. he could feel his length throb, could feel it twitch to attention at just you being close to him. sweat prickling at the nape of his neck, embarrassed in all the wrong ways for the state you were going to find him in the second you popped the button to his jeans.

knowing he wouldn’t change your mind, he resorted to tossing his head back against the back of the couch— breathing in through his nose because even with being strong and fighting world ending threats; yuta still was ever so weak to you. getting dizzy in a way that he wasn’t used to, glancing down without picking up his head and watching you through his bottom lashes. unable to help the squeak of a moan when you finally tugged down his boxers. a thick patch of dark hair you’d never seen nestled cutely at the base of him.

length pale and flushed and long and thick. colored a mean shade of red at the tip, you could see a mess of sticky precum drooling down the incessant twitching heat painted with veins. it made you want to roll your eyes, unfair that he was regarded as one of the most powerful and equipped with a big cock too. you were almost excited to see if he was as shy because of his length size. maybe he had been hiding something less than satisfactory, but this… this was just mean. hiding your surprise with a smile, pointer finger tracing a path down to meet the most recent drop of precum he’d given you.

“did you pee yourself, yuta?” you teased, licking your lips when he finally picked up his head and stared at you in horror.

“n-no! what? that’s—“ stopping himself when he saw the smile stretched across your lips. reaching a hand to rub his face before sweeping his jet black hair back. mad at himself for finding the teasing so hot, even when you were being mean. short lived because you were already wrapping pretty fingers around him. panic gripping him even further the closer your mouth got to him, he wasn’t going to last.

he knew that. yuta knew it was over the second he’d gotten home and you were on him like it’d been ages since you’ve seen each other. top button of his jacket still hanging against his shoulder, doing little to help with the heat he was feeling.

“wait- please.” he begged to someone who clearly wasn’t listening, throbbing even harder in your hand at the act. tired eyes unblinking, staring you down while you got closer and closer. only squeezing shut when your pouty lips met his sticky tip— tongue darting out to swipe at the source of his issue, before finding yourself pulled off unceremoniously.

hands holding you back, moved before you had the brain power to process what had happened. yuta panted while keeping you away, white converse knocking into your leg with the twitch of his body. hair drooped down to obscure his face, you could only sit there dumbfounded— still licking your lips to chase what you had tasted. waiting until he finally sat up and you could see his cock once more. already flaccid and twitching pathetically against his jeaned thigh. ropes of cum standing out against their backdrop of his white jacket.

“sorry.” he murmured, cheeks red and the same shade as the tip of his cock. “i knew that was going to happen.” he breathed, not really embarrassed— sounding relieved he had managed to move you before anything else happened. doting hands reaching for your cheeks, like he was apologizing for grabbing at you. thumbs swiping against your still wet lips, smiling in a way his eyes closed. general disposition keeping him looking sad just made you want him more.

eyebrows scrunching in the middle, huffing out a; “yuta! that’s not fair!”

hating the way his cock jumped in interest at your pouty, pretty face yelling at him because you didn’t get what you wanted.

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can we talk about the fact that yuji can’t call you pet names because he gets hard from doing so

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౨ৎ yuta should have told you no.

should have sat up a little straighter and brushed away your prodding hands and gentle kisses— but that was the issue to begin with. you were so good at melting him down until the only thing he could even possibly think about was you.

it wasn’t because he didn’t want more, that was the problem to begin with. there was just that tinge of shyness he hadn’t yet shaken, but it didn’t matter to you none. you could see the way tired eyes stared at you, or the jump of his knees snapping together after you made out for a little too long. you knew he wanted you, and you wanted him— so it didn’t matter to you none that you’d have to use a little more direct methods to get what you wanted.

which is what led you to being nestled before him, kneeling on the ground with the tv glow halo-ing a gentle hum from behind you. making him weaker than he already was, you looked like an angel.

“w-wait.” his already soft and pitchy voice rising in something akin to panic. reaching down to grab at your hands but stopping short when your fingers tugged at the white shoe lace holding his pants up. squirming when you knocked rough hands away and just kept going. he could feel his length throb, could feel it twitch to attention at just you being close to him. sweat prickling at the nape of his neck, embarrassed in all the wrong ways for the state you were going to find him in the second you popped the button to his jeans.

knowing he wouldn’t change your mind, he resorted to tossing his head back against the back of the couch— breathing in through his nose because even with being strong and fighting world ending threats; yuta still was ever so weak to you. getting dizzy in a way that he wasn’t used to, glancing down without picking up his head and watching you through his bottom lashes. unable to help the squeak of a moan when you finally tugged down his boxers. a thick patch of dark hair you’d never seen nestled cutely at the base of him.

length pale and flushed and long and thick. colored a mean shade of red at the tip, you could see a mess of sticky precum drooling down the incessant twitching heat painted with veins. it made you want to roll your eyes, unfair that he was regarded as one of the most powerful and equipped with a big cock too. you were almost excited to see if he was as shy because of his length size. maybe he had been hiding something less than satisfactory, but this… this was just mean. hiding your surprise with a smile, pointer finger tracing a path down to meet the most recent drop of precum he’d given you.

“did you pee yourself, yuta?” you teased, licking your lips when he finally picked up his head and stared at you in horror.

“n-no! what? that’s—“ stopping himself when he saw the smile stretched across your lips. reaching a hand to rub his face before sweeping his jet black hair back. mad at himself for finding the teasing so hot, even when you were being mean. short lived because you were already wrapping pretty fingers around him. panic gripping him even further the closer your mouth got to him, he wasn’t going to last.

he knew that. yuta knew it was over the second he’d gotten home and you were on him like it’d been ages since you’ve seen each other. top button of his jacket still hanging against his shoulder, doing little to help with the heat he was feeling.

“wait- please.” he begged to someone who clearly wasn’t listening, throbbing even harder in your hand at the act. tired eyes unblinking, staring you down while you got closer and closer. only squeezing shut when your pouty lips met his sticky tip— tongue darting out to swipe at the source of his issue, before finding yourself pulled off unceremoniously.

hands holding you back, moved before you had the brain power to process what had happened. yuta panted while keeping you away, white converse knocking into your leg with the twitch of his body. hair drooped down to obscure his face, you could only sit there dumbfounded— still licking your lips to chase what you had tasted. waiting until he finally sat up and you could see his cock once more. already flaccid and twitching pathetically against his jeaned thigh. ropes of cum standing out against their backdrop of his white jacket.

“sorry.” he murmured, cheeks red and the same shade as the tip of his cock. “i knew that was going to happen.” he breathed, not really embarrassed— sounding relieved he had managed to move you before anything else happened. doting hands reaching for your cheeks, like he was apologizing for grabbing at you. thumbs swiping against your still wet lips, smiling in a way his eyes closed. general disposition keeping him looking sad just made you want him more.

eyebrows scrunching in the middle, huffing out a; “yuta! that’s not fair!”

hating the way his cock jumped in interest at your pouty, pretty face yelling at him because you didn’t get what you wanted.

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You dont even tag the fact hes aged up or mention it.

bc i’m not writing about him in settings that depict him being a minor, using context clues should give you the heads up that he’s not a teen in them. maybe you should signal your age too bc you’re giving minor if we want to really focus on made up issues

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grown woman inlove with yuji from the show..in which hes not aged up in? weirdoo.

then you dont even have a real reason for writing porn about him publicly you just have no shame and ur excuse is that hes not real?? that dosent change anything, are lolicons justified bc they like animated little girls and not real ones? obsessing over a kid is weird no matter if u age them up or not. "then get off my page" stop writing minor porn at ur big age.

if u can’t discern that my works are fiction or about individuals that are of age idk what to tell you, i’d recommend going outside and socializing instead of having a moral meltdown on a rando’s blog <3 my reason for writing is because i want to, n that’s enough for me! bringing lolicons into this argument is a bit weird bc they are drawn and made to allure weirdos attracted to features that are seen on minors… nothing about what i write sexualizes youth 😭

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do you write dark topics like stepcest and noncon??

i do! ^-^

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thank you for the requests <3 i’m working on a couple that piqued my interest (baby trapping and bimbo! reader sucking off yuji) so please keep the requests coming !!

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bro PLEASE come back im in desperate need of yuji content dont leave us

lol, i need prompts! if i get requests in i’ll get to writing <3

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that clip of tom defending zendaya from the paps but instead it’s

idol reader x body guard yuji