a/n: just some drabbles where you get a helping hand while riding the guys
cw: fem afab reader, unprotected penetrative piv sex, additional warnings for each character
NSFW below the cut (minors dni)
osamu
☆ tears, comfort/praise, assisted cowgirl
"Aww, what's wrong doll? You're getting sloppy." His hand rests on your hip, aiding your grinding but the burning in your quads pushes on, muscles sore from you bouncing on his length for so long.
He places a quick swat on the soft fat of your ass, groaning at the way you clench around him because of it. "Love when you ride me--feels so good every time..."
You felt tears stinging at the corners of your eyes from the pain in your thighs, they were so close to giving out but you were so close to finishing--clit throbbing faintly as you sink down on his length.
You tried top keep going- to push through the pain--shit it's no different than any leg exercise right?
Unfortunately your legs truly couldn't take it anymore, muscles giving out as you sink back down in defeat- the faint pulsing of your approaching orgasm fizzling away, tears of frustration and discomfort wetting your face.
You felt Osamu's hands grip your hips, bucking his hips hard under you, forcing you to fall forward towards him, features soft as he scans yours.
A hand comes up to wipe your tears, kissing the warmed skin of your cheeks. "Now now, dollface," he cups your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. "only reason you should be crying is from pleasure. Should've said you needed a break."
His arms wrap around your lower back, locking you tightly to him as hip hips start fucking into you from below, thrusts making your body bouce atop his once more. "Did so good fucking me pretty, was it hard?"
You nodded, the last of your tears falling as he fucks into you perfectly, cock nudging the spots along your walls that had you dizzy with pleasure. "Don't gotta worry about it anymore, kay?" He nosed gently into your neck, cock twitching violently inside you with each pretty noise that fell from you. "Focus on me now, gonna make you cum so many times you'll forget that you even lost one."
chuuya
☆ reverse cowgirl -> prone bone positions, chuuya talks you through it, kisses and hand holding (soft chu agenda)
"Ahh that's it gorgeous, takin' me so well."
You were leaning back, hands fisting the sheets for leverage as you fuck yourself further down onto his length, cunt soaking every inch that pressed inside your walls, tip brushing that spot that had you whining his name.
"Fuck--Chu--touch me please..."
You could feel the way his hand snaked around to rub messily at your clit, your head falling back as the pleasure spreads through your body like fire through your veins, and it felt so good--but it just...wasn't enough.
With a frustrated huff and involuntary clench of your walls, you sit yourself back down, focusing on the roll of your hips instead of bouncing on his length and its better, but your arms hurt, and you cannot finish this way.
"Chuuuyaaa..." you whine out, soft hum coming from the man below you, thumb still tracing figure 8s around the buzzing nub.
"Need some help?" He moves his hand to gently coax you to lay on his chest, cock falling out of you with a soft plp, mouth pressing soft kisses behind the shell of your ear, thumbing the soft skin below your breast. "S'okay angel, just relax f'me okay?"
You nodded and he gently pinched your side, earning a small yelp from you as he chuckled. "Use your words, pretty." To which you obliged, speaking out a soft okay.
With an arm across your belly, Chuuya rolls you over so he was now on top, length sliding easily into your walls before his chest presses frimly into your back.
He rolls his hips into you slowly, but with enough force to have you burying your face in the sheets, the noises leaving you sounding so lewd when they fall into your ears.
His hand finds and intertwines with yours, soft whispers of you're fuckin' amazing baby and so fucking good are rasped in your ear between soft pecks from your shoulders and up your neck, your heart swelling at his praise as your eyes roll back into your head with the way his cock knocks into the spot inside of you that sets your nerves alight, orgasm now dangerously close--the familiar feeling in your stomach bringing you a bit of peace you didn't realize you needed.
"Fuck angel--squeezin' me so tight, are you close?" His hand grips yours tigher with each twitch of your walls around him, soft whines of pleasure leaving him as your walls coax him closer to his finish as well. "Wanna feel it baby, let me have all of it, all of you."
yukichi
☆ cervix nudging, big dick fuku, handsy fuku, praise, squirting, assisted cowgirl
"You feeling okay love?" His hands smoothed gently across your back, and up your sides upon noticing the way your hips stutter."
"You're so deep 'Kichi--s'alot to take..." Your voice is soft, breathing labored as you feel his tip nudge as deep as it could, the pressure against the squishy barrier almost too much for your poor cunt to take, pleasure fogging your thoughts, making it hard to focus on your movements as you spasm weakly around his girth.
"Hmm." Yukichi hums against your chest from where he was pressing kisses to the soft skin,
He pulls out some, choosing to push in most of his length, but leaving an inch or so out, as to not continually push against your cervix, wanting only to give you pleasure.
Even as he's shallowly thrusting into your walls, his thick cock is still making you see stars, tip nudging into the spot that makes you soak his length.
The more he goes, you just get more and more drenched--and each thrust has you squelching around him, droplets of your building arousal dripping down his length, wetting the duvet of your shared bed--the silver haired man groaning below you.
"Listen to yourself darling, must feel good, hm? This is much better for you yes?"
"Mmmh, yes 'Kichi-!" voice shrill as you whine out a response, making the man chuckle under you as his hips knock into the soft flesh of your ass, the soft smacks of skin on skin echoing in the room.
One of his hands reaches up to cup your jaw, pulling you in for a kiss as he speeds his thrusts up the slightest bit, knowing how close you are and wanting to get you there. "Let it all out darling. Its alright now."
You feel your stomach tighten, knowing you would be pushed over the edge any moment now. Fuck, you're right there...
"There you go..." he mumbles against your lips, feeling the way your release cascades down his length, walls fluttering around him weakly and pushing more of your cum to drip out of you. "That's my girl."
fyodor
☆ cuddly, late night sleepy sex, clit play, fyo's affectionate, you get fucked to sleep
The room was quiet aside from the soft breaths and quiet whimpers spilling from you and your lover's lips as your ground yourself down on his length, walls wet and welcoming as you leave a ring of thick arousal around the base.
Your eyes were heavy as you rocked your hips, rhythm faltering in your sleepy haze. It felt good, so good--but it was also 3am, you woke up from the wet dream you were having, Fyodor offering to help fix your issue.
"Too tired?" a soft accented voice floats into your ears, and you look down at Fyodor's calm expression as you slow even further on top, head nodding weakly.
"Lay on your side then." Your tired features twist in confusion, but you move to do as you're told, lithe fingers gently taking your thigh in their grasp, hiking it up to open your wetness to him. His stiff length nudges its way in, your velvety walls parting in it's wake.
"This is more comfortable for you, yes?" His voice was quiet as he asked, kisses pressing softly into your temple.
"Mmh."
He chuckled softly, hips rocking into your plush walls gently, thick length filling you just as you liked--soft, tired noises of pleasure falling from your lips.
The gentle drag of him inside of you, rubbing against all your sweet spots and his hands caressed all over you, touxh soft as his fingers traced shaped into your hips, your stomach your thighs, until slender fingers slipped between your glistening folds, rubbing up and down across your clit, the throaty whimpers fizzling out in the quietness of the bedroom.
You're not sure how long you stay like this, the bulbous head of his dick nudging perfectly into you, fingers on your clit pressing tight circles with the perfect amount of pressure-- walls starting to twitch with an approaching orgasm.
You whine and he cranes your neck towards him to claim your lips im a gentle kiss, wanting to muffle you moans as the got louder, almost echoing in the dark room.
Your body starts to jolt, a muffled whimper of his name lets him know you're right on the edge, bringing a fond smile to his lips.
A few more thrusts and your body alerts him to your climax, walls clamping around him, body almost curling in on itself, breaths shallow and quick.
He slows himself down further, opting to let you ride out your orgasm on your own, wanting your body to settle down.
When you finally still, soft snores alerting him to your returned slumber,he stays nestled inside you, unable to pull himself from your warmth yet.
"Goodnight, sweet thing."
saigiku
☆cw: lots of praise and dirty talk, clit play, reverse cowgirl -> rough doggy
"Feel so perfect around me- you were just made to take me weren't you?" His fingers dug harshly into your hips, smoothing over the skin every once in a while. "Doing great, sweetness."
"Mmh, shit--Sai' can't-" you stammer out, cock pressing deliciously into the rough patch along your walls, eyes rolling back in pleasure as you hips struggle to keep pace.
He chuckled at you, hand gliding up your spine, to rest between your shoulders, fingers splaying to press gently there.
You yelped as you felt yourself pushed over, back arching into the air as Jouno rolls his hips into you from behind. "Did so good riding me. You earned a good fuck sweetheart--just sit nice and pretty, gonna take care of everything for ya."
His thick length pushes into you over and over again, thrusts snappy but controlled as he whispers his praises. "Atta girl, keep huggin that cunt around me, feels good yeah?"
You nod weakly as you face squishes against the couch, walls spasming around the firm muscle as you feel the faint beat of your orgasm bubble in your tummy.
"Ah-! Fuck me-" you gasp out, eyes going wide and he finds your spot and abuses it, cockhead pressing into it over and over, mind going fuzzy at the relentless pleasure wrecking your nerves.
"Nghh-m'close...fuck it's so good.." you reach a hand back, wanting to feel him under your fingertips.
Wrapping a hand around your wrist, Jouno pulls you up towards his chest, cock nudging deeper from the new angle.
One of your hands finds your clit, rubbing messily at it in your fucked out haze, desperately trying to push yourself over the edge you've been teetering over.
You cum with a strained moan, head spinning as his cock keeps pistoning inside you, his own hand moving to play with your clit, the overstimulation prolonging your climax.
"That's right pretty," he growls out, the feeling of your walls seizing around him driving him insane, mannerisms turning more primal as he nears his own end. "cum all over this cock f'me. Go on, mark it as yours."
Hello, can I request Jouno giving you aftercare? Just you not being able to walk and full of bruises and him needing to help you while teasing you yk? If you want, can you also do a Tecchou one?
Anyways- your writing is amazing :]
Agh!! I apologize for the late reply. I love writing some sweet aftercare fluff for this iconic duo! I might do a part 2 with different characters in the near future considering I have some other cute takes on how each character pampers their s/o after utterly ravaging them- (￣ω￣;). Anyways, thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy!
Soft breaths surround the room as your aching body quivers under Jouno's. Your head was spinning, unable to form any thoughts as the overwhelming feeling of pure bliss was screwing with your senses. A familiar chuckle snapped you back into reality as the sheets rustled, "Quite ironic and hilarious to hear you become an exhausted, drooling mess after getting what you were nagging me all day for." Soft lips kissed your neck as slim fingers caressed your sore legs. "Was it worth it? Was it worth getting all sore and bruised up?", he teased as his breath tickled against your skin. You tried your best to muster up a snarky response...a simple "shut up" or "go to hell" would've sufficed. Unfortunately, your throat was pretty much spent from letting out loud cries and serving as Jouno's personal fleshlight. He quietly laughed to himself as he heard you struggling to even form a sentence, taking pride in the fact he was the sole reason for your aching.
His fingers traced your collarbone, feeling the bite marks and warm spots--indicating just how much he marked you. "Do they sting a lot?", he asked with a tender tone. As much as Jouno loves to tease and playfully bully you just to see you argue back or get all pent up (Fucking Sadist-), he does genuinely care and wants to make sure he wasn't too overly rough on you. You sigh, noticing his concern...you shake your head slowly. He grinned, "Always so stubborn...come on, admit you liked it". You shook your head, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. He tried to hold back a laugh, "Oh come on, I know you can say it...you didn't seem to hesitate letting out those erotic words and begs to me earlier, don't get shy now", he teased. He felt your body heat up and tremble under his fingertips, "Fine, I suppose ill let you stay quiet this time considering how tired you are...but, by the way you were squeezing me so tight earlier, I know what the answer is."
Jouno's arms found their way around your waist as he helped you sit up in bed, placing your back against the headboard. He left and soon returned with a cup of water, offering it to you. Your arms shakily reached for the cup and you swear it weighed like 5 pounds. Jouno heard the water shake, indicating that your hold was not at all steady. He moved closer and helped you hold the cup, "Open up and slowly drink some, Okay? Don't rush", he told you as his eyebrows knitted together. You slowly drank some water, the water freshly soothed your sore throat...the feeling of cold hydration was amazing. Jouno pulled the cup away and set it down on the nightstand. "Can you even feel your legs?", he asked with a slight chuckle. You shook your head as you gazed down at your bitten and bruised up thighs. Jouno nodded and stood up, his arm swiftly went under your knees and the other on your back. He carried you towards the bathroom, feeling your head on his chest as your hands weakly rested around his neck made him smile, you were so vulnerable and depended on him for help. He turned on the warm water as he entered the shower, placing you onto your feet. Your back rested against his chest for support as the water coated you both. "Now, I may love you but I dislike the scent of your sweat...it makes my nose hurt", he said as he caressed your arms under the warm water...
Tecchou
Soft taps on your cheek followed by a low and breathless voice, "Hey...Hey, are you okay?". No words fell from your lips as you attempted to catch your breath, the consequence of Tecchous neediness and desperation. Clothes lied scattered around the room, thrown and ripped off without care prior. A small smile filled Tecchous lips, his hands moving your hair to the side. "I see you're still conscious but...wow...", his voice drew shivers down your spine as his fingers touched your bruised neck. "I really do act like a feral dog around you, marking my territory.", he teased with a low chuckle. You couldn't bring yourself to look at him, embarrassment filled your senses as your shaky hands covered your face. He grinned, "Oh don't be shy now, you know you loved every mark I left on you." Your eyes focused and widened as Tecchou sat up straight and gave you a full view of his own marked body; chest, neck, arms, and back were covered in bruises/bites and scratches...made by your handy work. "Your shyness was nowhere to be seen when you marked me all up, now was it?". He was right, you didn’t hesitate for a second when you scratched his back and bit his neck as he practically rammed you into the mattress, the memory was enough to fluster you.
He frowned slightly and let his hand travel up your jaw, gently gripping your chin. "Look at me...", his voice was hoarse yet tender making it seem like more of a request than a command. Your unfocused eyes met his, dragging a smile onto his lips. "Are you okay?", his words were filled with concern as his soft eyes scanned your features, your heart fluttered. Tecchou's hands drew up your thighs with care, "Your legs are trembling, was I too rough?". Your soft head shakes were enough to reassure him you were okay...Tecchou could be a rough and teasing individual when you two slept together, but he always took care of you as if you were the most delicate and fragile thing on earth. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss onto your lips, your hands traveled onto his hair as he kissed you with such love. His hands massaged your sore hips, his lips moved down and kissed the deep hickeys left on your neck. Each kiss felt like a spark, soothing and relaxing your body under his touch.
Tecchou stood up and grabbed a wet towel, he carefully moved your legs apart and cleaned you gently. "We can change the bedsheets later...", he said as he put the towel away and laid beside you. His strong arms pulled you into him, firm arms wrapped around your waist. Your head rested against his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat made your eyes grow heavy. He kissed the top of your head, "We'll shower in a bit...but for now...". His voice grew farther and farther as your bruised body gave into slumber..."rest up, my love"...
I loved writing this one-shot! My favorite part was definitely Jouno.
I decided to make Tecchou a bit less teasing and more comforting in his part since I believe his main concern would be making sure his s/o is okay-
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this fluff one-shot! Love ya! ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎
Hello, can I request Jouno giving you aftercare? Just you not being able to walk and full of bruises and him needing to help you while teasing you yk? If you want, can you also do a Tecchou one?
Anyways- your writing is amazing :]
Agh!! I apologize for the late reply. I love writing some sweet aftercare fluff for this iconic duo! I might do a part 2 with different characters in the near future considering I have some other cute takes on how each character pampers their s/o after utterly ravaging them- (￣ω￣;). Anyways, thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy!
Soft breaths surround the room as your aching body quivers under Jouno's. Your head was spinning, unable to form any thoughts as the overwhelming feeling of pure bliss was screwing with your senses. A familiar chuckle snapped you back into reality as the sheets rustled, "Quite ironic and hilarious to hear you become an exhausted, drooling mess after getting what you were nagging me all day for." Soft lips kissed your neck as slim fingers caressed your sore legs. "Was it worth it? Was it worth getting all sore and bruised up?", he teased as his breath tickled against your skin. You tried your best to muster up a snarky response...a simple "shut up" or "go to hell" would've sufficed. Unfortunately, your throat was pretty much spent from letting out loud cries and serving as Jouno's personal fleshlight. He quietly laughed to himself as he heard you struggling to even form a sentence, taking pride in the fact he was the sole reason for your aching.
His fingers traced your collarbone, feeling the bite marks and warm spots--indicating just how much he marked you. "Do they sting a lot?", he asked with a tender tone. As much as Jouno loves to tease and playfully bully you just to see you argue back or get all pent up (Fucking Sadist-), he does genuinely care and wants to make sure he wasn't too overly rough on you. You sigh, noticing his concern...you shake your head slowly. He grinned, "Always so stubborn...come on, admit you liked it". You shook your head, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. He tried to hold back a laugh, "Oh come on, I know you can say it...you didn't seem to hesitate letting out those erotic words and begs to me earlier, don't get shy now", he teased. He felt your body heat up and tremble under his fingertips, "Fine, I suppose ill let you stay quiet this time considering how tired you are...but, by the way you were squeezing me so tight earlier, I know what the answer is."
Jouno's arms found their way around your waist as he helped you sit up in bed, placing your back against the headboard. He left and soon returned with a cup of water, offering it to you. Your arms shakily reached for the cup and you swear it weighed like 5 pounds. Jouno heard the water shake, indicating that your hold was not at all steady. He moved closer and helped you hold the cup, "Open up and slowly drink some, Okay? Don't rush", he told you as his eyebrows knitted together. You slowly drank some water, the water freshly soothed your sore throat...the feeling of cold hydration was amazing. Jouno pulled the cup away and set it down on the nightstand. "Can you even feel your legs?", he asked with a slight chuckle. You shook your head as you gazed down at your bitten and bruised up thighs. Jouno nodded and stood up, his arm swiftly went under your knees and the other on your back. He carried you towards the bathroom, feeling your head on his chest as your hands weakly rested around his neck made him smile, you were so vulnerable and depended on him for help. He turned on the warm water as he entered the shower, placing you onto your feet. Your back rested against his chest for support as the water coated you both. "Now, I may love you but I dislike the scent of your sweat...it makes my nose hurt", he said as he caressed your arms under the warm water...
Tecchou
Soft taps on your cheek followed by a low and breathless voice, "Hey...Hey, are you okay?". No words fell from your lips as you attempted to catch your breath, the consequence of Tecchous neediness and desperation. Clothes lied scattered around the room, thrown and ripped off without care prior. A small smile filled Tecchous lips, his hands moving your hair to the side. "I see you're still conscious but...wow...", his voice drew shivers down your spine as his fingers touched your bruised neck. "I really do act like a feral dog around you, marking my territory.", he teased with a low chuckle. You couldn't bring yourself to look at him, embarrassment filled your senses as your shaky hands covered your face. He grinned, "Oh don't be shy now, you know you loved every mark I left on you." Your eyes focused and widened as Tecchou sat up straight and gave you a full view of his own marked body; chest, neck, arms, and back were covered in bruises/bites and scratches...made by your handy work. "Your shyness was nowhere to be seen when you marked me all up, now was it?". He was right, you didn’t hesitate for a second when you scratched his back and bit his neck as he practically rammed you into the mattress, the memory was enough to fluster you.
He frowned slightly and let his hand travel up your jaw, gently gripping your chin. "Look at me...", his voice was hoarse yet tender making it seem like more of a request than a command. Your unfocused eyes met his, dragging a smile onto his lips. "Are you okay?", his words were filled with concern as his soft eyes scanned your features, your heart fluttered. Tecchou's hands drew up your thighs with care, "Your legs are trembling, was I too rough?". Your soft head shakes were enough to reassure him you were okay...Tecchou could be a rough and teasing individual when you two slept together, but he always took care of you as if you were the most delicate and fragile thing on earth. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss onto your lips, your hands traveled onto his hair as he kissed you with such love. His hands massaged your sore hips, his lips moved down and kissed the deep hickeys left on your neck. Each kiss felt like a spark, soothing and relaxing your body under his touch.
Tecchou stood up and grabbed a wet towel, he carefully moved your legs apart and cleaned you gently. "We can change the bedsheets later...", he said as he put the towel away and laid beside you. His strong arms pulled you into him, firm arms wrapped around your waist. Your head rested against his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat made your eyes grow heavy. He kissed the top of your head, "We'll shower in a bit...but for now...". His voice grew farther and farther as your bruised body gave into slumber..."rest up, my love"...
I loved writing this one-shot! My favorite part was definitely Jouno.
I decided to make Tecchou a bit less teasing and more comforting in his part since I believe his main concern would be making sure his s/o is okay-
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this fluff one-shot! Love ya! ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎
HELLO IF UR REQUESTS ARE OPEN CAN I REQUEST PT2 OF “ACCIDENTALLY SPILLING THAT YOU SLEPT WITH THESE BSD MEN” WITH CHUUYA, NIKOLAI AND JOUNO?
ACCIDENTALLY SPILLING THAT YOU SLEPT WITH THESE LOSERS BSD MEN II;
ft; chuuya, nikolai, jouno ( i, ii )
CHUUYA;
You were currently out roaming around town with Chuuya after your guy’s mission, when passing by a cafe, you heard a voice call out for Chuuya by his name.
He turned around annoyed but that face continued to turned into discomfort, you looked to see a young boy, maybe 14? He wore a farmer boys clothing and now that you think about it, he might be the boy Chuuya talked about.
The young boy was a ball of sunshine and invited you two to join him around the market, Chuuya was quick to shut him down so the both of you began convincing the ginger.
“Come on, Chuuya! You weren’t this difficult in bed!”, the words from your mouth came so fluidly that you couldn’t stop it.
“NAME ! THERE IS A CHILD PRESENT!”, his voice cracked while his face was redder than when he was usually drunk.
“You both sleep together in the same bed? That’s very intimate, only the married slept together in the same bed back where I’m from,”
Chuuya wasn’t joking when he said there is no one as pure as him…
NIKOLAI;
You were losing your sanity simply being in the same room as this man but it’s the price for the favor you were obliged to help with.
Sigma and Nikolai were going back and forth with Sigma mostly arguing with common sense and Nikolai being who he is, a clown.
“Ugh, how long have you been assisting this man?! I thought you’d at least lose your sanity and be like him not sit there filing your nails!”, Sigma yelled close to pulling his hair out.
“don’t bring me into this, how am I supposed to know that a man putting my pleasure first completely before his is not the same out of bed?”
This one came out accidentally but it’s not like you cared about the two toned man about knowing such information.
“You did WHAT?! And you’re still sane!?”
“Hey, I’m sane, but my standards in men? That’s my therapist’s problem.”
JOUNO;
The mall was a fun and practical, you had all sorts of things in one place from clothing stores to Dior, but to go with Jouno? You were regretting every second that you ignored Tachihara’s warning…
“Those shoes are cute,” “they don’t make sizes for big foot.”
“I wonder if they sell refills for my favorite perfume?” “have you tried taking a shower?”
“let’s go to the food court, I’m hungry!” “We got food at home— also, didn’t you say you weren’t hungry minutes before we left the house?”
A pain in the ass, and not in a good way either. What you wanted to be a fun trip and where you threw all your money, is now a sad walk in silence because you’d either get judged or insulted. On the way, you spotted Teruko walking your way with her sly smile but it slowly dropped when she reached you.
“I thought you said you wanted to splurge on yourself after your paycheck?”, the red head questioned.
Jouno looked a bit taken aback before glancing at you and quickly looking away because you were slightly glaring at him. He began walking away quietly while Teruko waited for your reply even though you hinted that he was the reason.
“Honestly, what did I expect from a man who took complete control bed even while being blind?”, you whispered quietly to the girl who simply chuckled at your comment in surprise.
You swore you saw the man’s head whip so fast and began glaring at you till there were holes in your head, not like you were going to turn to look at him to confirm…
bonus; Jouno proceeded to buy you everything you needed along with your wants and was currently standing next to you with shopping bags stacked on his arm as you were forced to swipe his card to buy those shoes you found cute…
a/n: just some drabbles where you get a helping hand while riding the guys
cw: fem afab reader, unprotected penetrative piv sex, additional warnings for each character
NSFW below the cut (minors dni)
osamu
☆ tears, comfort/praise, assisted cowgirl
"Aww, what's wrong doll? You're getting sloppy." His hand rests on your hip, aiding your grinding but the burning in your quads pushes on, muscles sore from you bouncing on his length for so long.
He places a quick swat on the soft fat of your ass, groaning at the way you clench around him because of it. "Love when you ride me--feels so good every time..."
You felt tears stinging at the corners of your eyes from the pain in your thighs, they were so close to giving out but you were so close to finishing--clit throbbing faintly as you sink down on his length.
You tried top keep going- to push through the pain--shit it's no different than any leg exercise right?
Unfortunately your legs truly couldn't take it anymore, muscles giving out as you sink back down in defeat- the faint pulsing of your approaching orgasm fizzling away, tears of frustration and discomfort wetting your face.
You felt Osamu's hands grip your hips, bucking his hips hard under you, forcing you to fall forward towards him, features soft as he scans yours.
A hand comes up to wipe your tears, kissing the warmed skin of your cheeks. "Now now, dollface," he cups your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. "only reason you should be crying is from pleasure. Should've said you needed a break."
His arms wrap around your lower back, locking you tightly to him as hip hips start fucking into you from below, thrusts making your body bouce atop his once more. "Did so good fucking me pretty, was it hard?"
You nodded, the last of your tears falling as he fucks into you perfectly, cock nudging the spots along your walls that had you dizzy with pleasure. "Don't gotta worry about it anymore, kay?" He nosed gently into your neck, cock twitching violently inside you with each pretty noise that fell from you. "Focus on me now, gonna make you cum so many times you'll forget that you even lost one."
chuuya
☆ reverse cowgirl -> prone bone positions, chuuya talks you through it, kisses and hand holding (soft chu agenda)
"Ahh that's it gorgeous, takin' me so well."
You were leaning back, hands fisting the sheets for leverage as you fuck yourself further down onto his length, cunt soaking every inch that pressed inside your walls, tip brushing that spot that had you whining his name.
"Fuck--Chu--touch me please..."
You could feel the way his hand snaked around to rub messily at your clit, your head falling back as the pleasure spreads through your body like fire through your veins, and it felt so good--but it just...wasn't enough.
With a frustrated huff and involuntary clench of your walls, you sit yourself back down, focusing on the roll of your hips instead of bouncing on his length and its better, but your arms hurt, and you cannot finish this way.
"Chuuuyaaa..." you whine out, soft hum coming from the man below you, thumb still tracing figure 8s around the buzzing nub.
"Need some help?" He moves his hand to gently coax you to lay on his chest, cock falling out of you with a soft plp, mouth pressing soft kisses behind the shell of your ear, thumbing the soft skin below your breast. "S'okay angel, just relax f'me okay?"
You nodded and he gently pinched your side, earning a small yelp from you as he chuckled. "Use your words, pretty." To which you obliged, speaking out a soft okay.
With an arm across your belly, Chuuya rolls you over so he was now on top, length sliding easily into your walls before his chest presses frimly into your back.
He rolls his hips into you slowly, but with enough force to have you burying your face in the sheets, the noises leaving you sounding so lewd when they fall into your ears.
His hand finds and intertwines with yours, soft whispers of you're fuckin' amazing baby and so fucking good are rasped in your ear between soft pecks from your shoulders and up your neck, your heart swelling at his praise as your eyes roll back into your head with the way his cock knocks into the spot inside of you that sets your nerves alight, orgasm now dangerously close--the familiar feeling in your stomach bringing you a bit of peace you didn't realize you needed.
"Fuck angel--squeezin' me so tight, are you close?" His hand grips yours tigher with each twitch of your walls around him, soft whines of pleasure leaving him as your walls coax him closer to his finish as well. "Wanna feel it baby, let me have all of it, all of you."
yukichi
☆ cervix nudging, big dick fuku, handsy fuku, praise, squirting, assisted cowgirl
"You feeling okay love?" His hands smoothed gently across your back, and up your sides upon noticing the way your hips stutter."
"You're so deep 'Kichi--s'alot to take..." Your voice is soft, breathing labored as you feel his tip nudge as deep as it could, the pressure against the squishy barrier almost too much for your poor cunt to take, pleasure fogging your thoughts, making it hard to focus on your movements as you spasm weakly around his girth.
"Hmm." Yukichi hums against your chest from where he was pressing kisses to the soft skin,
He pulls out some, choosing to push in most of his length, but leaving an inch or so out, as to not continually push against your cervix, wanting only to give you pleasure.
Even as he's shallowly thrusting into your walls, his thick cock is still making you see stars, tip nudging into the spot that makes you soak his length.
The more he goes, you just get more and more drenched--and each thrust has you squelching around him, droplets of your building arousal dripping down his length, wetting the duvet of your shared bed--the silver haired man groaning below you.
"Listen to yourself darling, must feel good, hm? This is much better for you yes?"
"Mmmh, yes 'Kichi-!" voice shrill as you whine out a response, making the man chuckle under you as his hips knock into the soft flesh of your ass, the soft smacks of skin on skin echoing in the room.
One of his hands reaches up to cup your jaw, pulling you in for a kiss as he speeds his thrusts up the slightest bit, knowing how close you are and wanting to get you there. "Let it all out darling. Its alright now."
You feel your stomach tighten, knowing you would be pushed over the edge any moment now. Fuck, you're right there...
"There you go..." he mumbles against your lips, feeling the way your release cascades down his length, walls fluttering around him weakly and pushing more of your cum to drip out of you. "That's my girl."
fyodor
☆ cuddly, late night sleepy sex, clit play, fyo's affectionate, you get fucked to sleep
The room was quiet aside from the soft breaths and quiet whimpers spilling from you and your lover's lips as your ground yourself down on his length, walls wet and welcoming as you leave a ring of thick arousal around the base.
Your eyes were heavy as you rocked your hips, rhythm faltering in your sleepy haze. It felt good, so good--but it was also 3am, you woke up from the wet dream you were having, Fyodor offering to help fix your issue.
"Too tired?" a soft accented voice floats into your ears, and you look down at Fyodor's calm expression as you slow even further on top, head nodding weakly.
"Lay on your side then." Your tired features twist in confusion, but you move to do as you're told, lithe fingers gently taking your thigh in their grasp, hiking it up to open your wetness to him. His stiff length nudges its way in, your velvety walls parting in it's wake.
"This is more comfortable for you, yes?" His voice was quiet as he asked, kisses pressing softly into your temple.
"Mmh."
He chuckled softly, hips rocking into your plush walls gently, thick length filling you just as you liked--soft, tired noises of pleasure falling from your lips.
The gentle drag of him inside of you, rubbing against all your sweet spots and his hands caressed all over you, touxh soft as his fingers traced shaped into your hips, your stomach your thighs, until slender fingers slipped between your glistening folds, rubbing up and down across your clit, the throaty whimpers fizzling out in the quietness of the bedroom.
You're not sure how long you stay like this, the bulbous head of his dick nudging perfectly into you, fingers on your clit pressing tight circles with the perfect amount of pressure-- walls starting to twitch with an approaching orgasm.
You whine and he cranes your neck towards him to claim your lips im a gentle kiss, wanting to muffle you moans as the got louder, almost echoing in the dark room.
Your body starts to jolt, a muffled whimper of his name lets him know you're right on the edge, bringing a fond smile to his lips.
A few more thrusts and your body alerts him to your climax, walls clamping around him, body almost curling in on itself, breaths shallow and quick.
He slows himself down further, opting to let you ride out your orgasm on your own, wanting your body to settle down.
When you finally still, soft snores alerting him to your returned slumber,he stays nestled inside you, unable to pull himself from your warmth yet.
"Goodnight, sweet thing."
saigiku
☆cw: lots of praise and dirty talk, clit play, reverse cowgirl -> rough doggy
"Feel so perfect around me- you were just made to take me weren't you?" His fingers dug harshly into your hips, smoothing over the skin every once in a while. "Doing great, sweetness."
"Mmh, shit--Sai' can't-" you stammer out, cock pressing deliciously into the rough patch along your walls, eyes rolling back in pleasure as you hips struggle to keep pace.
He chuckled at you, hand gliding up your spine, to rest between your shoulders, fingers splaying to press gently there.
You yelped as you felt yourself pushed over, back arching into the air as Jouno rolls his hips into you from behind. "Did so good riding me. You earned a good fuck sweetheart--just sit nice and pretty, gonna take care of everything for ya."
His thick length pushes into you over and over again, thrusts snappy but controlled as he whispers his praises. "Atta girl, keep huggin that cunt around me, feels good yeah?"
You nod weakly as you face squishes against the couch, walls spasming around the firm muscle as you feel the faint beat of your orgasm bubble in your tummy.
"Ah-! Fuck me-" you gasp out, eyes going wide and he finds your spot and abuses it, cockhead pressing into it over and over, mind going fuzzy at the relentless pleasure wrecking your nerves.
"Nghh-m'close...fuck it's so good.." you reach a hand back, wanting to feel him under your fingertips.
Wrapping a hand around your wrist, Jouno pulls you up towards his chest, cock nudging deeper from the new angle.
One of your hands finds your clit, rubbing messily at it in your fucked out haze, desperately trying to push yourself over the edge you've been teetering over.
You cum with a strained moan, head spinning as his cock keeps pistoning inside you, his own hand moving to play with your clit, the overstimulation prolonging your climax.
"That's right pretty," he growls out, the feeling of your walls seizing around him driving him insane, mannerisms turning more primal as he nears his own end. "cum all over this cock f'me. Go on, mark it as yours."
SUMMARY: oral with the bsd boys! (wordcount: 4k; ņsfw; fem!reader; lowercase intentional/notes app smut ahaha; more warnings at the start of each section!)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: plsss someone help me with this divider issue i beg, why can't i use dividers on my fics (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ i got carried away on chuuya's <.<
DAZAI OSAMU
fem!receiving, edging (650 wc)
your breath is shaky, eyes sliding shut as your thighs tremble, keeping them spread apart. one buck of your hips, your thighs clamping down around his head, even letting a moan spill from your lips, and you would lose.
dazai is having the time of his life. you can feel the way his lips curl up into a wide smile against your cunt, the tip of his tongue tracing circles between your folds. you long to bury your hand in his dark curls and force him down between your thighs, burying his face between your folds, but you refuse to give him the satisfaction of winning again.
your breath catches as he flicks his tongue over your clit, lips parting in a silent moan. but instead of keeping the pressure on, dazai pulls back, brown eyes peering up at you through his lashes, deceptively innocent.
“did you say something?” he asks, leaning his cheek against your inner thigh as he watches you.
“osamu,” you warn, but your tone was far less threatening than you intend for it to be considering you’re breathless and it’s tinged with an embarrassing amount of neediness.
“bella,” he coos, “you’re making this so difficult for us both. just agree, and we’ll both get to feel good, yeah?”
difficult for us both, you want to scoff at his words. you can see the sick enjoyment thinly veiled beneath the faux-sympathy—he’s enjoying this, watching you squirm as he edges you over and over again, and that pisses you off even more.
but there isn’t much more of this you can take. your head feels hazy and your vision is blurry—if you look to the clock sitting on his desk, you know it would say it’s nearly seven o’clock, the sun setting long ago. the two of you have been at an impasse for nearly an hour now and-
“fine!” you spit out as dazai’s warm breath ghosts over your cunt again. “fine, i’ll do your goddamn paperwork, you lazy piece of-“
dazai doesn’t even hesitate, pressing his open mouth back against your cunt and sliding his tongue between your folds. this time, you let your thighs clamp down around his head and your hand fly down to grip his dark locks, pressing his face down impossibly closer against you as your back arches up off his desk.
dazai moans shamelessly against you, hands coming up to hold your thighs as he buries his face into your cunt, fucking his tongue deep into you once before sliding up to focus on your clit.
dazai is exceptionally good at using his tongue—usually, he uses it for nefarious means, like talking circles around kunikda until the man gets frustrated enough to storm off or antagonizing chuuya to the point of the port mafia executive erupting, but every once in a while, he puts it to good use.
like now.
you think it should be humiliating how quickly your hips are stuttering against his face, how you’re so quickly breathing out his name, how your mind becomes muddled and empty of anything but the feeling of his hands and his tongue, but you can’t bring yourself to care.
“osamu,” you gasp. “osamu, i’m close, i’m-“
dazai sucks gently at your clit, teeth grazing the sensitive bud, and you’re gone. your jaw falls slack and your stomach tightens, hips jerking up and thighs tightening, as you come undone on his tongue.
he lets you ride out the waves of your high, tongue lazily sliding beneath your folds as he laps up all of your cum, careful not to let a single drop go to waste.
as soon as you‘ve mostly settled down, heart still racing and ears still ringing, he leans back.
his eyes are lidded and his cheeks are flushed pink, lips swollen and wet—utterly debauched as he stared up at you.
“one day, you’ll let me die between these thighs, bella.”
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FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY
male!receiving (850 wc)
you smile softly as you press a soft kiss to the tip of his cock, relishing in the way it instinctively jumps at your touch, reacting in a way that the cool and collected man above you certainly will not.
fyodor’s long, thin fingers toy with your hair as you nuzzle your nose into his thigh. he’s more focused on the computer screens in front of him that gives him a bird’s eye view of the events happening yokohama, but every once in a while you can feel the way his fingers pause in their ministrations, proving that you have a bit more of his attention than he’d care to admit.
“fedya,” you murmur, glancing up at him from where you’re kneeling but he barely spares you a glance, frowning at something on the screen.
you sigh dramatically, turning your attention back to where you had managed to free his cock from its confines. you never thought you’d describe a cock as pretty before you saw his for the first time, but it is. it stands tall and pale with a pretty, leaky pink tip that you can never stop yourself from poking at with your tongue, a vein on its underside that you can never stop yourself from tracing.
you hum softly as you lean in again to do just that, letting the tip of your tongue trace up the underside of his cock along the vein before letting your lips close gently around the tip of his cock, flattening your tongue against the beading precum.
fyodor’s thighs tense beneath your hands. your eyes gleam, peeking up to see him glancing down at you, an unreadable look in his purple eyes.
he doesn’t tell you to stop. so you don’t.
reverting your attention back to the job at hand, you let your eyes flutter shut as you take fyodor deeper into your mouth, lips sliding down his cock. your eyes water a bit as your throat adjusts to the stretch—taking fyodor all the way down your throat is always a struggle—but you hear the quiet noise that slips from his lips and immediately, you’re blessed with a newfound willpower because fyodor dostoevsky’s moans might be the prettiest sound in the whole world, and the rarest, but you are determined to hear them tonight.
“temptress,” you hear him sigh. “i indulge in you far too much.”
your hands slide against his thighs as you shift on your knees to get a better angle, and you feel his fingers slide against your hair, caressing you in a way that makes you want to melt into him.
you force your eyes back open as you lift your head up, watching as he tilts his head back, lips parted in a silent moan. you kiss up his length messily, and you think that you could spend an eternity on your knees in front of him worshipping his cock if it meant you’d be blessed with the symphony of his soft, breathy moans and gasps.
sinking your mouth back down around him, your tongue teases his slit before swirling around his length. you feel his cock twitch in your mouth, hips bucking slightly—and you know he’s close. you take him all the way down your throat, only sheer willpower stopping you from gagging around his length, but your efforts prove worthwhile when you hear a choked, obscene moan escape fyodor’s lips at the sudden feeling of your tight throat spasming around him.
his thighs tense again, fingers pressing just a bit more firmly against the back of your head as he spills his cum down your throat with no warning. you hum around him, swallowing every drop before pulling off of his cock with a pop, tongue darting out to lick your lips as you look up at him.
his expression is fond, if not a little flushed as he holds his hand out to you, beckoning you to join him on his chair.
you take his hand, letting him help you up from the floor and into his lap, and you shudder when you feel his cock slide against your panties as you settle against his chest, still half hard. you move to try to subtly grind your hips but his hands snap to your waist firmly, keeping you still.
he clicks his tongue in a chiding manner. “insatiable,” he murmurs, cool lips grazing your neck as he leans down to brush them against your skin. “but you have to wait this time, things are finally getting… interesting.”
you turn your head to the side to look over your shoulder at him, noticing that he’s watching one of the upper screens with rapt fascination. following his gaze, you see a timer counting down from two minutes, and his finger hovering over a button that you know will override the cancellation command should it be hit.
you lay your head down against his shoulder and mourn, because you think this is going to be the longest two minutes of your life.
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NIKOLAI GOGOL
fem!receiving, a bit of blood play and pain play, nikolai is so debauched & i love it (850 wc)
nikolai buries his face between your thighs like a man whose been starved for weeks. he’s sloppy, rough, ravenous. he bites your inner thighs so hard that you bleed, and then he licks it up, face smeared with a depraved mixture of spit, cum and blood.
your breath is shaky as he looks up at you with eyes that are so wide and adoring that it almost looks unfitting on such a crude scene. you reach down, fingers grazing his cheek, and he leans into your touch so instinctually that it makes you want to pull him up and devour him yourself—but instead, you press two fingers to his lower lip and watch as he takes them into his mouth, making a show of lewdly sucking them, eyes fluttering shut and tongue swirling around the digits. you press down hard on his tongue and he moans, high-pitch and whiny, hips instinctively jerking to grind against the bed.
pulling your fingers back from his lips, nikolai doesn’t hesitate as he drops his head back down between your thighs. you let out a breathy sigh as he licks back along the bite on your thigh, lapping up the blood that had spilled while he was sucking your fingers.
your head falls back against your pillow as nikolai drags open mouthed kisses up your thigh to your cunt, eyelids heavy and lips parting. you gasp, feeling nikolai’s tongue sweep between your folds.
the grip he has on your thighs borders on painful, and you know you’ll have marks in the shape of his fingerprints decorating them in the morning, but it feels good—the bruising grip, the stinging wound on your inner thigh, the feeling of his tongue circling your clit and his lips sliding against your cunt. he’s so messy, so eager, that you can barely think straight.
your fingers twist the sheets beneath you, back arching up off the bed as your hips jerk when nikolai sucks your clit—always playing the dangerous game with his teeth as he lets them graze the sensitive bud, just enough to let a shock run through your body.
he moans against you, loud and obscene as one of your hands fly from the bed to his hair while the other swings to cover your mouth, muffling the noise that nearly slipped through your lips.
a mistake, of course, because nikolai’s instantly reaching up to grab your wrist, pinning it down to the bed next to you. he doesn’t look up at you, too focused on fucking his tongue deep inside of you, nose nudging your clit. your thighs instinctively tighten around his head and you glance down when you hear him let out another muffled groan, this one even more whiny than the last, taking on a lilt that it only takes when he’s close to release, you can tell even with his face buried in your cunt.
“oh, fuck,” you breathe out, eyes widening when you see nikolai grinding his hips against the bed, desperate and erratic, trying to get himself off in time with you.
the sight of it sends a shock through your body, a gasp escaping your lips as you press the back of your head into the pillow, lashes fluttering and thighs trembling on either side of his head. you can feel heat spread through you like a wildfire, your hips instinctively jerking up to grind hard against his face. your wrist strains against his ironclad grip, squirming as his tongue drags in and out of your cunt over and over again.
he pants against you, wanton and shameless, hips snapping against the bed faster, each thrust timed perfectly with his tongue plunging in and out of you. your vision feels blurry and your thigh muscles burn as he tongue fucks you closer and closer to release.
you try to tell him that you’re close, head falling to the side and saliva pooling at the corner of your lips—your head feels foggy and your body feels hit. the lewd sound of his moans and the creaking of the bed and the sloppy, wet sound of his tongue driving in and out of you, swiping up between your folds, flicking over your clit, it’s all too much for you. you can’t keep up. you’re pretty sure the warning comes out as a garbled slur of incomprehensible words.
your entire body seizes when you cum, thrashing in his hold, your free hand flying up to grab the pillow behind your head as you cry out his name. distantly, you realize that he must have cum too, you can feel the way his hips still against the bed after one last frantic thrust, you can hear the pornographic moans muffled against your cunt—god, he’s shameless, you think again as you lay limp against the bed, reeling from your intense orgasm.
in your half-dazed state, you feel nikolai rest his cheek you thigh and say: “quiz time!” and you swear you might just suffocate him down there next time.
—
JOUNO SAIGIKU & SUEHIRO TECCHOU
male!receiving, face fucking, jouno's a bit mean & guides you through it, 'princess' pet name (600 wc)
“that as deep as you can go?”
jouno has the nerve to sound disappointed as you struggle to take tecchou’s cock down your throat. you want to glare at him, or spit out a vile string of words that would put his mouth to shame, but you can barely even breathe with your lips and throat being stretched like this.
your nails are biting into tecchou’s tense thighs as you try to keep yourself steady, and you can hear the man breathing heavy above you, his own fingers digging into the edge of the bed he’s sitting on as if he’s afraid to touch you.
you can’t even bring yourself to look up at him, focused on trying to take tecchou deeper because the last thing you want is to give jouno something else to lord over your head.
“c’mon, princess.” the sweet pet name sounds so degrading and insulting the way jouno says it. you hear his heels clicking against the floor as he makes his way over to the two of you, dread builds in the pit of your stomach as you feel his familiar, thin fingers entangle in your hair, pressing gently against the back of your head. “i taught you better than this.”
“jouno-“ tecchou tries to say. you hardly have a chance to relish in how utterly broken the strongest hunting dog sounds above you, voice breathy and cracking over your boyfriend’s name, because in an instant, jouno’s fingertips are digging into the back of your scalp as he pushes your head down hard, forcing your nose to tecchou’s pelvis.
your throat spasms at the sudden intrusion, choking and gagging, trying to pull off but jouno’s far too strong for that to be successful. tears spill over your cheeks and your body trembles as you try to adjust but you can’t because tecchou let’s out a strangled gasp as his hips jerk up instinctually, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat hard.
you can’t breathe, you realize, panicked as black dots swarm your vision. you try to reach back and slap off jouno’s arm but that only spurs him on more. he pulls your head back, making you think he’s going to give you a bit of relief, only to push it back down instantly. cruel. he’s always so cruel.
your nails drag against tecchou’s thighs, leaving deep red lines in their wake as you struggle to remain conscious. you feel pricks and pins all over your body, your head feels fuzzy.
distantly, you can hear tecchou’s obscene moans and garbled words and you wish you have more awareness because you want to be able to remember this. it’s not everyday you have the meteor slasher crumbling beneath your touch and god knows when, or if, jouno will let this happen again.
it feels like it’s been an eternity and a second all at once when tecchou’s hips finally stutter and still against your mouth, spilling his cum deep down your throat. you barely even hear his choked warning before the warm, thick liquid is coating the inside of your throat.
you struggle to swallow, and you think you must look disgusting as jouno finally lets you lift your head from tecchou’s cock and you crumple against his leg, clutching at the red material of his pants to try and hold yourself up—but tecchou looks at you with such a devoted expression that it makes you hot and flustered, and jouno’s fingers are carding gently through your hair as if to make up for the roughness.
“lay down.” you hear him say to tecchou, voice sharp and commanding. “now it’s her turn.”
—
NAKAHARA CHUUYA
male & fem!receiving (69), face fucking, 'doll' and 'baby' pet name (1.1k wc)
you aren’t sure how chuuya managed to convince you to do this.
your thighs tremble on either side of his head, straining to not drop all of your weight on his face as you lean forward over his lithe body, lips hovering above his cock. you feel him pinch your outer thigh hard and you yelp, body jerking instinctively.
“c’mon, doll,” chuuya coos, trying to coax you into lowering your hips so that you’re sitting on his face, rubbing your thighs soothingly. “you know i can handle it. relax.”
his tone is soft, but you can hear the edge to it, almost as if he sounds insulted over the fact that you don’t trust in his capabilities and you would roll your eyes if you weren’t so nervous.
“i don’t want to suffocate you,” you snap at him, thigh muscles already burning painfully.
“don’t piss me off.” chuuya’s temper finally starts to waver after five minutes of trying to make you relax. his words are biting, as if your fears are utterly ludicrous. “stop holding yourself up or i’ll make you stop.”
“chuuya,” you complain, a bit more pathetically this time.
chuuya doesn’t even deign you with a response this time. you gasp when you feel his arms hook around your thighs, toned biceps tensing as he physically forces you down on his face. your eyes shoot open, lips parting in a silent moan when he immediately buries his face into your cunt, tongue licking a blazing stripe between your folds.
“chuuya,” you cry when you feel his lips close around your clit, rolling the sensitive bud between his teeth gently.
chuuya hums around you, the vibrations making your abdomen coil and your hips unconsciously grind down against his face. he jerks his hips up, as if he’s impatient, and you vaguely remember what you’re supposed to be doing, laying a wet, open-mouthed kiss against his length.
you can hardly think straight as chuuya’s tongue swirls around your clit, heat spreading through your body rapidly. it takes three attempts, but you’re finally able to wrap your lips around the tip of chuuya’s cock, the familiar taste of his precum overwhelming your senses.
you try to focus on sliding your lips down his length—a difficult endeavor considering chuuya is evidently doing his best to make it impossible for you with how he plunges his tongue into your hole, one hand sliding up your thigh so he can press his thumb against your clit.
your head feels light and airy, and with a bit of diluted horror, you realize you might be close to cumming already—with the taste of chuuya on your tongue, the sound of him groaning against you, the feel of his tongue and fingers working deftly to bring you closer to release, it’s almost too much for your body to handle.
you don’t even realize that you’re barely sucking him off until chuuya gets impatient, this time snapping his hips up so abruptly that he drives his cock halfway down your throat. your eyes shoot open, a muffled moan spilling from your lips at the unexpected action, because chuuya is hardly ever forceful when you give him head, always letting you take the lead.
“fuck,” chuuya breathes out, gasping as he kisses your thigh, panting for air before he dives right back in. “you liked that, didn’t you? want me to fuck your face, baby? felt you tighten ‘round my tongue.”
you don’t respond—can’t really. chuuya’s hips snap up again, forcing his cock deeper down your throat, your lips flush to his pelvis, his tip shoved down the back of your throat. you gag around him, tears spilling over your cheeks as your nails dig into his thighs, trying to adjust to his length stretching you.
“so fucked out already that you can’t even do one job,” he sighs softly, lifting his head to ghost his lips back against your clit, your entire body shivers as you let out a muffle sob around his cock. “s’okay, doll, i’ll do all the work.”
he hardly gives you a second to process his words, not that you’d be able to even if he did give you the time. you’re choking over him as he thrusts his hips up again, fingers digging into your ass cheeks as he drags you back down so he can smother himself in your cunt.
your head feels foggy—you’re not sure if it’s from lack of air and the feeling his cock bullying your throat and his hips rutting against your face, or if it’s from the way chuuya’s tongue is drawing circles around your clit so quickly that you can barely keep up, dragging between your folds to fuck deep inside of you before repeating the process over and over and over again.
you’re so gone. you’re so gone, you can’t think straight, your body feels like its on fire, thighs straining around his head, chuuya is moaning against you, thrusts erratic and frenzied as he chases his release. you’re still sputtering around him, your face must be a mess of drool and cum, and you think you might be cumming already, you can’t tell, you’re trying to focus on getting him off but he wasn’t lying when he said he’d do all of the work, you can scarcely even flatten your tongue along the vein that runs on the underside of his cock.
you don’t need to though, because the moment chuuya feels you moaning his name around his cock with your cum staining the lower half of his face, his hips stutter and still against your face, cumming so deep down your throat that you genuinely think you might drown in it.
you should pull off of him, you’re struggling to breathe through your nose, your vision is spotty, but your limbs won’t cooperate with you, laying limp on—you wonder if you’re about to pass out.
luckily, chuuya still seems to have enough sense for the both of you.
he reaches down, hands wrapping around your waist so he can twist you around so that you’re laying comfortably on his chest. still desperately trying to recover from your orgasm, you settle against him, listening to the steady thrum of his heart as you try to ground yourself.
“see, baby.” his chest rumbles gently as he speaks lowly, a comforting familiarity, you’re still so out of it that you find yourself starting to dose off. you can hear the soft smile on his face as he tilts his head down to ghost his lips against your hair. “not so bad, was it? don’t be so nervous next time.”
