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nsfw. fingering, food play (?), sae is romantic, oral (fem receiving), nipple play, body worship perhaps
"I'm on a diet. I can't have those." Sae grumbles, watching the red juices drip down your fingers. The plump strawberry hovers near his frowned lips as the whipped cream mixes with the juices. You sigh, fluttering your lashes at him.
"Just one? It won't kill you to celebrate, will it?" You sit up on your knees, straddling your boyfriend. He grumpily takes you into his arms, hands resting right above your behind. Your free hand runs through his strands, exposing his forehead. You fluff his damp hair back down, smiling. "Pretty. You should keep it down more often."
The corners of Sae's lips tug upwards as he presses a kiss between your collarbones. He hums into your skin, letting himself soak in your body heat. Secretly, you take a bite of the juice fruit, letting it slip on your tongue. You dip your head down, guiding Sae's lips towards yours. The whipped cream melts on your tongue, a sugary sensation filling both your mouths.
Sae tries to push you away, but he's weak to your touch. He melts into the kiss, letting you rest comfortably onto his lap. The fruit glides between your tongues as you fight for who must eat it. Inevitably, you win. You pull back letting Sae chew on the small berry. A triumphant look paints your face as you wipe a bi of cream off the corner of his lip.
"Not so bad, huh?" You gleam, tilting your head. Sae chuckles from below you, dipping his finger into the blow of whipped cream. You gasp as he lets it drop onto your freshly moisturized skin. You hiss, but are soon silenced when Sae licks up your breast. There's a sick smirk on his face as he watches the tips of your ears twinge pink.
"Not at all. In fact…" He pauses, pushing you to lay on your back. He crawls over you, dipping his finger into the bowl once more. This time, he lets a dollop fall onto your thigh. Sae dips down, suckling on your soft skin. "I might be partial to sweets now."
You let your thighs fall around Sae's shoulders, covering your eyes as he laps up your thigh. Sae gently pinches you, pulling a whine from you. He parts his lips after speaking,
"Feed me more. I won, right? I deserve that much." You reach over to the side, dipping the strawberry into the bowl of melting whipped cream. Only this time, you purposefully drop a dollop of the cream onto your breasts, watching as it slides down. Sae lets out a chuckle, hovering over you to lap at your skin.
He pulls down the straps of your tank top, letting the material bunch at your ribs whilst his lips greedily suck on your skin. He moans into your breast, gliding his tongue down to lap at your nipple. Your fingers card through his fluffy hair, smoothing down his bangs. Sae narrows his eyes, moving from your skin.
"Is my forehead unattractive to you?" Your thighs gently slip down his shoulders, Sae's hands coming under your knees as he kneels between your thighs. You shake your head. There's no way you could ever find Sae unattractive.
He's so beautiful at times it almost hurts to look at him. You smile at him fondly, pulling him down to kiss you. As your lips lock together, Sae's hand reaches out for the bowl of whipped cream, letting his finger scoop a dollop once more.
As he pulls away, he lets it drop over your panties, watching it slide down the material. You gasp, sitting up on your elbows. You smack Sae's shoulder, watching him blink. The sweet—almost melted— whipped cream sticks to your panties. With a bit of struggle you pull them off before bunching them and throwing it at Sae's face.
"You ruined my good pair," You huff, letting yourself fall back against the sheets. Sae dips between your legs, kissing around your clit as an apology. The sweetness lingers on his tongue when he kisses and laps at your thighs.
You're going to hold this over his head forever. He raises his head to look at you, pressing a kiss into your wet slit.
"Let me make it up to you?" You roll your eyes in response, but press your palm to the back of his hair. Sae faintly smiles into your cunt, tongue sliding through your folds. You taste so sweet on his tongue, not to mention just how precious you sound.
His hand run against your silky thighs, pressing them up to cup the bottom of your ass. Sae's loud when his mouth is against your cunt, slurping and lapping at anything he can. You're just as loud though, letting him hear how good he makes you feel.
"Sae!" You let out a flowery sigh, moaning into the back of your palm. He works wonders with his mouth, thrusting his tongue in and out of your sex. Sae's free hand circles your clit with two fingers, swirling it round and round.
He moves his hand from your clit, delving into the last bit of firm whipped cream. Sae drops it over your navel, raising his head to drag it down to your pelvis. The sight in unruly, the thick white cream melting against the heat of your skin.
The sticky liquid drips down your body, looking far too similar to the time Sae spilled himself over your stomach. The scene makes your head dizzy, Sae knows it too. He lets his mouth stay busy on your pussy though, desperate to get you to cum.
"So sweet and pretty for me, hm?" You squeak in reply, his fingers pressing into your sopping cunt. Sae lets his fingers curl inside of you, continuously fucking into your sweet spot. He knows your body like the back of his hand, watching from below as your back bows into a mean arch.
"Needy girl." He remarks, but doesn't stop. Your hips meet his fingers halfway, rolling into the digits. As your fingers tug at his strands, Sae returns his mouth to your puffy clit. His mouth encases the bud as he sucks and laps at it. His tongue presses into the sensitive tip, feeling you buck under him.
You let wanton moans escape your lips, loud and pitchy. You're so cute that Sae wants to eat you whole. He lets your hips roll, moving into his mouth and fingers.
He's horrible, really. Making you do most of the heavy lifting as you roll your hips into his mouth. Grinding yourself on his tongue while his fingers occupy your nipples, teasing and pinching them between his fingers.
The ones that occupy your sex don't stop moving, rolling into you as your hips pull away. Sae doesn't let you run from his touch, moving his hand down from your chest to wrap around your hip and thigh.
He spreads you open wider, fingers scissoring inside of you as you try to grasp at any remaining control you had. Your fingers tug at the sheets, gasping and moaning loudly.
"S-Sae!" You stammer, nails digging into his scalp. Sae moans into your clit, causing the knot in your stomach to knot. Your body feels as though it's floating, tipping over the edge so hard your body tightens.
Sae rides you through your high, keeping his tongue on your clit, fingers gently curling before he removes his mouth from you. Gently, he retracts his fingers, kissing between your thighs and up your torso.
Remnants of whipped cream and juice from the strawberries stick to your skin. Sae hums, lapping at any excess before capturing your lips. You tremble soft under him, letting him settle between your thighs.
"Happy now?" He smirks softly, kissing your ears and down your neck. "Ruined my diet, tsk." Sae's words hold no bite though. Not when he spends the rest of the night between the softness of your thighs, remarking how you're a much better dessert and strawberries and cream.
Contents/warnings/tags: fluff, VERY suggestive/NSFW, demeaning names, maybe ooc idk, aged up charas, not proofread
A/N: my second ever SMAU woohoo, I like this one better but it’s also a lot more suggestive lmao (,,>﹏<,,) feedback, comments, reblogs n likes always appreciated!
Isagi yoichi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Michael Kaiser ˚. ᵎᵎ
Sae Itoshi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Rin Itoshi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Bachira Meguru ˚. ᵎᵎ
Alexis Ness ˚. ᵎᵎ
Hiori Yo ˚. ᵎᵎ
Shidou Ryusei ˚. ᵎᵎ
Ego Jinpachi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Bunny Iglesias ˚. ᵎᵎ
Julien Loki˚. ᵎᵎ
Vivian Hugo ˚. ᵎᵎ
˚. ᵎᵎ divider credits @/aesverse and @/cursed-carmine ⋆.𐙚 ̊
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Featuring: Isagi yoichi, Michael kaiser, sae itoshi, bachira meguru, rin itoshi, alexis ness, hiori yo, ryusei shidou, ego jinpachi
Contents/warnings/tags: fluff, suggestive, probably ooc, aged up charas, not proofread
A/N: decided to start making SMAUs woohoo! I’ve been wanting to do some of these for a while, but it’ll probably take me a few tries to really nail characterising the boys well over text messages so please be patient w me 😭🫶 currently gonna write for my faves but open to writing any bllk charas so lmk what you think and send over scenario ideas or requests in my inbox and I’ll try and get to them! ❤︎
Isagi yoichi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Michael Kaiser ˚. ᵎᵎ
Sae Itoshi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Bachira Meguru ˚. ᵎᵎ
Rin Itoshi ˚. ᵎᵎ
Alexis Ness ˚. ᵎᵎ
Hiori Yo ˚. ᵎᵎ
Shidou Ryusei ˚. ᵎᵎ
Ego Jinpachi ˚. ᵎᵎ
˚. ᵎᵎ divider credits @/aesverse ⋆.𐙚 ̊
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synopsis . You can’t handle a kiss from your boyfriend because he has a really weird fixation with your mouth. content . afab!reader, established relationship, oral fixation, taunting, begging, mock sympathy, finger sucking, he’s kinda mean, light brat taming, choking, etc. (answering this request)
You’re not sure when it started but it seems as though your dear Hugo has taken quite the liking to your mouth.
You noticed within your first few kisses that something was different in the way his lips would weigh into yours. There was never anything brief about his mouth aligning with your own, but what really gave away his fixation with your mouth was when you caught the way he stared your lips down prior to taking them against his own.
It was as though he’d mapped out every curve and crevice of your mouth into his head, and then made sure to greet each bit with a greedy slip of his tongue.
At first, you wanted to say he was just a really passionate kisser. Then he started to pop a finger into your mouth in between them—watching and feeling the way you hum in surprise of his thumb intruding the connection.
Hugo wasn’t a man of many expressions but only when he took you by surprise mid-kiss did you feel a smirk threaten him. How could you not expect him to do something so obvious? One of his fingers was practically destined to enter your mouth at some point.
Even so, by the time your lips departed from his, he’d still have that neutral face with you which revealed absolutely nothing about what he was thinking. And accompanying this would be that thumb of his, pressing further down the center of your tongue whilst his eyes met yours.
The moment your gaze went wide, something low vibrated out from the back of his throat—so low you nearly missed it. Then his head would tip off to the left in a manner so slow you could feel your self shrinking in size from the gesture alone.
“You look cute like this,” The statement seemed innocent at first, honestly. But you saw it in his eyes how his mind was far, far elsewhere—and this realization was confirmed the moment he followed that up with, “Now suck.”
Even though you did—and quite diligently, at that—something in him still seemed unsatisfied with your performance. You figured that perhaps there wasn’t enough in your mouth?
Hugo, being many steps ahead of you as he always was, let his thumb produce a different angle within your orifice before he plucked it out past your lips. Then he wiped your own salvia across your bottom lip and tutted.
“You enjoyed that, huh?” An observation wrapped in a question, of which he already knew the answer to. When you nod, his eyes narrow. “Say it then,” his finger moved to your chin to tip your head further up, “Tell me how you liked having my finger in your mouth—how you enjoyed sucking on it simply because I told you to.”
Your lips moved to do exactly that, the words were prepared against your tongue—and yet, he interrupted you ever so rudely.
Hugo possesses a lot of qualities that can’t be described as anything else aside from thick. His fingers are no exception, and you’re made acutely aware of it as his index and pointer shove their way into your mouth before you could properly obey him.
He doesn’t smile, but you can still see how pleased his by seeing you like this. Especially as you begin to hum gibberish around his digits.
Can he understand a word you’re saying? Technically no. Does he try to have a conversation with you anyway since he cares little about the concept of silence around you? Well, yes.
“What was that?” His eyebrows lift ever so slightly and you swear he’s fighting the urge to smile at you, “You said you love having my fingers in your mouth, and that listening to me is your favorite thing to do? Aw.”
Your head shakes, and for a moment you debate on nibbling at his fingers. You don’t though, considering how he watches your mouth move to pout and how your eyes glare at him instead.
Hugo nods his head, “I see, I see. So then,” his eyes leave yours and find your mouth again. His cock twitches once he feels your tongue dancing in between his fingers, followed by a wet suck as he drives them in just a bit deeper. “Did you want my fingers elsewhere? Do you-, hah..” His words escape him once your hand grabs at his wrist and you bob your head back and forth a little.
The way your mouth feels enveloping his two fingers, how your tongue slathers all around them, the mixed sensation of wetness and warmth—all of these factors nearly give him the desire to give you what he knows you want. But more than that, he wants the impossible out of you first. He wants to hear you beg for what you want, and he wants to hear it clearly.
All while his fingers are in your mouth.
“Do you need my fingers elsewhere, perhaps?” His eyes narrow further on you and you push yourself forward just so you can gag on his fingers as if to answer him. That’s when he grins, “You do, don’t you? It’s a shame you can’t seem to beg me for it.”
“Mmmh,” a stubborn array of grumbles fly his way, but instead of making things easier for you, he merely thrusts his fingertips further. “Mmph?” the cadence of that hum is most obviously meant to be a please—he knows how you beg far too well.
Even so, he can’t find himself to care that you’re struggling to do what’s asked of you. You look far too cute like this.
“Fuck, was that your best attempt at begging? Can you really not say it any clearer than that? Poor thing.” He hums, pulling his fingers away from your mouth slowly just to watch the way you almost-drunkenly chase after him.
The moment his digits escape your lips, your hold on his wrist gets a little tighter and you pant, “Please?”
Hugo raises a brow and wipes his fingertips across your bottom lip, “Please, what?”
Your mouth opens and he fights the urge to just laugh at you as he interrupts you again. Your grip on his wrist is lost as he finger-fucks your throat properly this time around—watching the mess he makes of you whilst drool leaks out from the corner of your lips.
Then you make the stupid mistake of trying to pull your head away from him so you can ask for what you want, and he scoffs as if annoyed before using that free hand of his to bring it up to your throat.
“A couple fingers in your mouth makes you do really dumb things, huh. I’ll give you what you want when I feel like it,” Hugo breathes out, cock swelling between his legs, “You understand that much, yes?”
You nod, but words couldn’t describe how much he adored it when you tried to act like a brat with him. He loved putting you in your place more than anything. And that glossy look of need in your eyes… fuck, he had half a mind to quit teasing you and splay you out against the nearest surface available.
“All you have for me is a nod?” Hugo scoffs, “Am I annoying you, chérie?”
You can’t help but whine this time—there was no way of winning him over when he got like this. He’d drag out this teasing until you physically couldn’t take it anymore if you’d let him.
Even so, the whine from you prompts him to look down at the way you’re squeezing your legs together, and he lets out a sigh. One could say he might even feel bad for you considering he knows you’ve likely soaked through your panties by this point.
“Fine, fine,” His fingers leave your mouth but the hand at your throat remains as he gives it a light squeeze. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood today. Strip.”
banner art by rororogi mogera || author’s note: this is for the biggest hugo fan ik @inciseleviathan <3
starring — Vivien Hugo, Shidou Ryusei, Godwin Kuso, Michael Kaiser, Julien Loki, Bunny Iglesias, Alexis Ness
content + warnings — smau. crack. very suggestive. mentions of sex. fem reader implied in most of them. probably ooc cus i made this only for fun. — bllk! boys send you a video of them hip thrusting your weight while at the gym
an — i did this half asleep (plus im nawt english) so if you see any mistakes, dont mention it........ty....
PLS WRITE READER RIDING JULIEN LOKI'S THIGHSSS PLSPLS PLS ILL GIVE U MY LEFT KIDNEY
— “ *:・゚julien loki ━━━━[DEMANDE]
“juli… pay attention to meeee…”
you whined, shifting your weight where you straddled him. he had just gotten back from practice and was completely wiped, but apparently not too tired to put a match on the TV to break down and analyze his own plays. typical.
“chérie…” his hands finally snaked around your waist, his thumbs tracing lazy, warm circles against your hips. for a second, you thought you’d won. then he sighed against your shoulder. “je suis épuisé…” [i'm exhausted.]
he peppered a few apologetic kisses along your jaw, your neck, and finally your lips, tasting like faint mint and pure exhaustion. “tomorrow, okay? i’ll take you out, i'll spoil you. but tonight, let’s just go to bed, oui?”
julien gripped your hips, preparing to lift you off his lap like a minor speed bump. but you huffed, crossing your arms and dead-weighting yourself right back down onto him.
“fine. if you won't satiate me… then i won’t look at you.”
you shimmied around, turning your back to him so you were now facing the television. on screen, a high-def, replay on one of the france u20 team was playing. he was sweaty, chest heaving, looking like the sexiest chocolate bar under the french heat as he sprinted down the pitch. tv julien looked like he wouldn't have blue-balled you.
“tv loki, aka the prodigy, aka france's golden boy is better,” you declared, deliberately swapping his actual name out for his on-field nicknames. to prove your point, you planted your hands on his knee, straddling just one of his thick thighs, and slowly began to roll your hips.
the only thing separating your growing heat from his rock-hard quad was the thin lace of your underwear and the fleece of his sweatpants.
behind you, julien’s hands froze on your waist. a low, dangerous chuckle vibrated against your spine. “wow. really? is that how you wanna play, mon amour?”
“shut up… you’re no one right now... just be quiet, ahh~…”
you let out a soft whine as the friction hit the spot. you kept your eyes glued to the screen, watching the way his thighs flexed on camera each time he accelerated, matching your rhythm to his televised sprints.
the crowd on the tv cheered, and your own moans got louder. underneath you, you could feel your own slick soaking through your panties, your folds completely raw and sensitive against his leg.
you rutted faster, determined to time your orgasm with his onscreen goal. he took the shot; the ball tore past the goalie—and a broken whimper spilled from your lips as your thighs clamped tight around his leg, your vision going completely blurry as you came.
a cute, breathless slew of whines escaped you as the waves finally began to settle. satisfied and thoroughly spent, you started to untangle yourself to go to bed. before you could move an inch, his grip locked onto your hips like a vice.
“tu as fini?” julien whispered, his breath scorching-hot against your ear. “mnh…~ mhm…” you hummed hazily, practically melting backward. [are you finished?]
he let out a dark, breathless laugh right into your ear shell. “if i'm no one… then who exactly are you talking to right now, hm?”
“…ugh shut up, jules… that was just—”
without warning, his hands clamped down and forced your hips forward and back in one violent, heavy stroke. the sudden friction shot straight to your nervous system. your panties were already soaked, and rubbing against his sweats again felt like pure fire.
“ow! wait, juli—! hey, stop it!” you reached back, frantically grabbing at his wrists.
but julien just tilted his hips upward, meeting you halfway and refusing to let you escape. “who are you talking to? you sound crazy, [Name]~” a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
“i’m talkin’ to—! to you, idiot! stop it, i’m… aahnn~!” a loud moan tore from your throat as he started bouncing his leg. the thick, rigid muscle of his thigh pulverized your oversensitive clit over and over. your tits bounced beneath your shirt with every heavy movement.
on the tv, the match broadcast had ended, freezing the screen on a giant close-up of his handsome face and that signature pose you loved so much.
you threw your head back onto his shoulder, your cheek pressed against his. he wasn't even looking at your face; his focus was entirely on the way your body was coming apart in his hands. his grip tightened until your thighs trembled like a leaf in a blizzard.
your walls convulsed, gushing a fresh wave of wetness straight through your underwear and onto his sweats, leaving an even darker and bigger wet spot. a deep, hoarse groan ripped from his throat—the sexiest sound you’d ever heard—followed by a breathless, whispered, “putain.”
you slumped completely backward against his chest, chest heaving, your hands resting weakly over his. “juli…. no more… i don’t want tv you anymore… m'sorry..”
“really? because i think you can go at least one more round,” julien murmured, his tone dripping with possessive amusement. “do you still think i’m ‘no one’? hm?”
you scrambled to turn around, finally facing him, your eyes wide. “no! okay? you're you! julien loki...” he chuckled, his large hands sliding down to rest on your still-twitching thighs. “i thought tv julien was better?”
“tv julien is YOU julien… and you know i didn’t mean it…"
Ი𐑼 pinterest texts that remind me of bllk boys ! (pt. 2)
featuring... rin, isagi, shidou, nagi, kunigami, chigiri, oliver, lorenzo
tags: cussing, suggestive content (nagi, kunigami, oliver), killing/dying jokes? in rin's, i did not edit them all this time so quality will be inconsistent
notes: filler post! i feel like master mischaracterizer when i do these (ooo rin killer guy... shidou crazy guy... lorenzo money guy...) but then remember this is crack and it doesn't rlly matter. i wanted to leave it here but i couldn't cover all the chats i had saved so ig a pt. 3 will be coming someday :x
pt. 1 here xp
Ი𐑼 rin itoshi
Ი𐑼 yoichi isagi
Ი𐑼 ryusei shidou
Ი𐑼 seishiro nagi
Ი𐑼 rensuke kunigami (the last two feel very wildcard don't we think 😕😕)
starring — Michael Kaiser, Julien Loki, Lavinho, Sae Itoshi, Shidou Ryusei, Vivien Hugo, Bunny Iglesias
content + warnings — smau. crack. reader is their teenage child here. characters are aged up (~40s). reader's mother is not in their life. lavinho's one is in portuguese bc why not. mentions of death in bunny's part, but like in a dark humour typa way.
an — this was requested! i had so much fun with this smau! i love doing platonic stuff like this <33
starring — isagi yoichi + younger sibling! reader
content + warnings — smau. crack and fluff yay. reader is meant to be 1-2 years younger. spoilers to the latest bllk chapters at the end (france vs japan match). reader lowk earns the title of slursagi too...
an — this was requested!
"Can I say something a little controversial? I think women belong in the kitchen. Atop a tiger, with their husband below them in chains, they have the collar in their hands. Ten dwarfs line the walls of the kitchen, each hour they cook a succulent meal and present it to the woman. If the woman doesn't like it, they're executed on the spot. At 8:30 exactly a scribe enters the room and asks the woman 'What are you battle plans for tonight my lord?' She's already taken over 4 countries, tonight a fifth will fall. By the end of the year, the entire world will be the dominion of the woman. THAT'S where women belong."
cw: suggestive, pretend reader is wearing lingerie cus im 2 tired to fix ts, suicide jokes, ooc
a/n: okay i was NOT in the mood to make smaus at all guys, i’ve been a lazy fat fuck and bts is coming up😭😭 i procrastinated this for four whole days whew ENJOY (hopefully🥀)
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