⋮ ⌗ ┆very fond of my bae isagi, he’s my fav bllk character! Nagi is somewhere around my top 5(believe it or not..), and i love his character writing, I read/watch blue lock for the lore & matches, I’m 18, turning 19! My favorite color is blue (if you haven’t noticed yet…), I don’t mind people sending me non-fanfic related asks, and i would also love it for my followers to interact with me more! I promise i dont bite :3
(´﹃｀) More about my blog/my rules!
⋮ ⌗ ┆what i will write for; non-explicit nor extreme gore, angst, fluff, crack, smut, etc
⋮ ⌗ ┆what i will NOT write for; certain kinks/fetishes(foot fetishes, scat kinks, ect.), incest, large size/age gaps, non-adult characters/characters that don’t have a canon adult timeskip, dubcon/noncon
⋮ ⌗ ┆i don’t care much for ships, so you can send asks for any ship(ofc except proships. Kaisagi falls into that criteria.) though i am biased to bachisagi/rinsagi, hiosu(karasu x hiori), tabiota(karasu x otoya), nagireo(i don’t see nagi/reo getting with any1 else tbh.), and ofc kainess.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ if you’re gonna ask to be an anon (example: nagireo/nagi anon), you’ll have to either dm me about it or do it thru an ask! While I’m mainly a blue lock x reader account(turning into an mha/jjk x reader account), i also take in other fandom/emoji/oc anons (ex. Sakura haruka anon, ⛲️ anon, [oc name] anon).
⋮ ⌗ ┆fandoms/animes/movies/ect i’ll write for: blue lock, demon slayer, windbreaker, jujutsu kaisen, saiki k, kpop demon hunters, the apothecary diaries, my hero academia, alien stage, and much more ... !
⋮ ⌗ ┆fandoms/Animes/movies/ect i WONT write for: Aot (for the simple reason that i don’t think i’ll be able to characterize ANY of them well, especially levi. I have to rewatch aot for this. May change in the future.) oshi no ko (incest.) my little sister can’t be this cute (self-explanatory.) etc
⋮ ⌗ ┆big ps: I am STRICTLY against the overall use of ai/ai in general. If you use ai, please kindly block my blog. Ty!
Warnings: implied fem!reader once, breeding kink (even if it's not possible), predator prey, biting, slight exhibitonism and masochism
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
The absolute sweetest. He will fuss the moment he sees bruises. Always has water next to the bed, puts lotion on any possible bruises. Treats you like royalty. Will occasionally place sweet kisses to your skin while he holds you close.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
The side of your neck and your eyes. If you wear any type of jewellery his eyes will always be drawn to how they lay against your skin.
On himself his eyes - ever changing - and the top of his head (because his sister would always pat it)
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Anywhere you ask him to, but he loves seeing his cum on your skin. But when babyfever starts to kick in he won't cum anywhere but inside - whether a pregnancy is possible or not.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
I think he tends to be more dominant - but he's 100% a switch. Definitely okay with pegging
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Not very. He might have had sex once or twice before, but it wasn't anything serious. Before you, he didn't care for anyone but Yor.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary and Mating press. He loves looking into your eyes and seeing your face when you have sex (especially when you cum). He also has a bit of a breeding kink.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Not overly so, but it's not always 100% serious. Pretty much 50/50 split. Sometimes there is cute laughter and sweet teasing, other times it's intense and hot or intimate
H = Habits (do they have any habits before, during or after the moment?)
He will get even more clingy to slowly ease you into it. However, sometimes he comes home pent up from work or jealousy and needs an 💕outlet💕
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
It's always intimate, whether it's serious, with some laughter or intense. There are always sweet touches and eye contact.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He did sometimes before meeting you. Now, if he's on a trip, pretty much every night. He will call you, whining to help him out with anything: pictures, videos and moans
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Anything as long as it doesn't hurt you. He might bite though
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
At home. Maybe he'll get frisky in a bathroom or an empty room away from a celebration. That's pretty much it
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You doting him, you smiling at him, you with children, you being obviously close with Yor, you being excited, you you you
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Not really into impact play, cnc (predator/prey is okay depending on his mood though), weapons and anything to do with hurting you
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves receiving, but he looooooooves giving. No better feeling to him than making you happy and satisfied
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends. If he's angry it pretty much starts off fast and rough. Though even intimate sex usually ends with a faster pace
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
If he's really needy it can happen. He prefers taking his time with you though. He thinks you deserve only the best
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
A bit, as mentioned before.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
As long as you want him to. He has no problem switching from fingering to oral to penetrative sex.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Depending on how long you want to go for, he will definitely use them too. Loves to use them to tease you as well.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Not necessarily unfair, he usually does tease you a bit in the beginning though.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He whines. Please, he's so cute
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Sometimes, he fantasises about you looking condescendingly at him.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Very slightly above average length and girth
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Now, with you, pretty high
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He falls asleep as he simps over you laying peacefully in his arms
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆Summary: You’re a new 2nd year at jujutsu high - your technique is extremely strong, you’ve grown up around the elders of your clan and have an impeccable attitude - and then, you learned that one of your classmates is satoru gojo. THE guy who you’ve been compared to your whole life. Not only is there tension, but theres also jealousy. Is it mutual? you’re not sure.
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆Warnings/contents: cussing, reader is genderless, reader has no confirmed / said appearance but is implied to be tall, reader has no confirmed cursed technique but is implied to have a strong one / be strong overall, reader is implied aroace, reader is in a clan, reader has one sided beef with gojo, will add more as the story develops !! - fyi, “c/n” means clan name, this is INSANELY short, its only like 1.3k words guys
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆ A/N: omg.. kioko.. actually posting something ON TIME for once.. and meeting the release date..? GUYS… GUYS!!! THIS IS HISTORY IN THE MAKING !!!! anyways… reblogs , likes & comments are soso appreciated !! thanks for reading guys🫰🏻🫰🏻
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆chapter 1 !
your eyes wandered around the platform as you walked around the kominka, the sound of the ancient floors creaking underneath your feet.
though you can’t exactly be bothered. Not when today was your first official day as a first year sorcerer. Especially after you heard that freaking gojo was going to be in the same class as you.
You never met the dude, but you’ve heard more than enough about him. Maybe you were being a bit judgmental, but honestly, who wouldn’t be?
you basically spent your whole entire life being surrounded by people who kept smooching up to the guy, not to mention constantly comparing you to him and just- ugh.
and it wasn’t much help that his powers were the definition of consummate. Though his personality was far from it, so that was one thing you could be smug about after years of constant comparison.
you sighed as you entered your messy room, which you had promised yourself you’d clean atleast 15 times these past two weeks. You’d been procrastinating on it for so long you might as well just not do it..
you shook the thoughts out of your head, feeling too tired to care. It was too early in the morning for this. Seriously, who woke up this early in the morning..? only people who genuinely enjoy torture, it seems..
your footsteps were somewhat silent as you stride in the direction of your seemingly endless closet. Your eyes wandered, before you finally caught sight of what you were looking for: your uniform.
you grumbled while getting ready, trying to get used to the texture of the new clothes you had gotten. With yet another sigh, you left the room and headed towards your new school.
you opened the door leading to the entrance, which was then leading towards the streets. It was blazing hot today, and you weren’t quite sure how you’d handle it, but you’d just have to.
you walked towards jujutsu high, hiding behind in the shade that the trees offered you. As you were walking, you looked past you to see a small ice cream vendor. As much as you wanted one, you couldn’t as you had no money on you since you’d left your card and cash in your room.
with a disappointed sigh, you continued on your way towards school before you finally started seeing the building.
once you had gotten there, you looked around to see no one, which was honestly quite the relief. You sat outside the entrance of the building, waiting until it was an appropriate time to enter whilst also hiding from the blaring hot sun.
you sat outside while waiting for classes to start, hiding in the shade that the building provided, shielding yourself from the scorching heat that the sun delivered whilst scrolling on your phone.
you groaned while looking at your phone. Everything was so freaking boring- seriously, how do people manage this every single day? maybe you shouldn’t have come this early..
you paused as you heard a noise coming from the left, and saw a tall dark haired guy with shinier looking hair than yours. He paused, looking around you before going,
“oh, you’re the new classmate, i’m assuming? You’re quite early, usually i get here first.” he said with a smile on his face, putting his phone aside as he looked at you up and down, as if scanning you as he put his hair up into a bun.
you let go of the tension in your shoulders you didn’t know you were holding before glancing at him and standing up, going, “oh, um, yes, that’d be correct. sorry, but, what’s your name?” you murmured, your eyes occasionally glancing at his hair every once in a while.
he chuckled before answering with a soft, “no need to apologize, my name is suguru geto. What about you?” he asked back, leaning his hand forward for a handshake.
you paused for a moment before taking his hand and shaking it, going, “great to make acquaintances with you, geto. I’m-“
you didn’t get to finish your sentence before hearing a whine coming from behind geto that sounded too familiar to ignore, a male voice going, “suguruuuu, you really are too fast for your own good, seriously, tone it downnnn! I mean, come on, who wants to be early on a monday morning?”
that moment is when it dawned upon you that the despicable being behind geto was satoru gojo.
not that you exactly HATED gojo, or maybe just a teeny tiny bit..? who wouldn’t when they got constantly compared to the guy every waking moment of their lives, honestly?
you were shot out of your daze when gojo exclaimed, “oh heyyy~! you’re the new student, right? Nice to meet you, i’m-“
you cut him off with a sharp, “satoru gojo, i know. I’m-“
you got cut off once again when another girl came in, she had like somewhat of a bob with brown hair and brown eyes. The moment she saw you, she went, “oh hey, you’re the new student, right? Your name was [name], or am i getting it wrong?”
you shook your head before murmuring, “no, that would be right. I’m from the c/n clan. Nice to make acquaintances with you all.”
gojo and shoko shared a look before geto continued with, “it’s fine, you don’t have to be so formal. We ARE classmates, after all.”
you paused before nodding, remembering and reminding yourself that you’re actually around people your age now, not some old hags who keep pestering you about everything.
“right, sorry. I’m just quite used to formal talk, you see.. uhm, anyways. What do you guys usually do at this time of the day?” you respond, looking at shoko.
you groaned as you ran for the 5th time today. You guys were supposed to investigate something in tokyo, and, of fucking course, gojo said that you guys would have a small little “detour” since he wanted to buy some sweets, which then turned into grocery shopping for a ton of sugary shit.
you looked around to see where shoko and geto went, and it seemed like they were waiting at the entrance of the store - as if they’d knew that this would evoke a sugar grocery rush from gojo the moment he declared he wanted to buy a sweet.
curse them for not warning you, now you had to suffer through having to chase gojo around like a hamster in a hamster wheel.
by the end of it, you were gasping for air, while gojo was sitting on a bench blissfully enjoying his fuckass kikufuku that you wouldn’t admit you wanted, and with geto and shoko looking for more info on the mission you guys were getting into.
“the mission takes place in an abandoned slaughterhouse that was rumored to have human remains in the meat they produced. After a shit ton of backlash, they decided to close it entirely. And today, it seems like a semi-grade 2 used it as their home.” shoko informed you before you nodded and replied, “thanks. If only a sweet eating buffoon didn’t start eating everything in sight, MAYBE we would’ve been done by now-“ you started, your nerves racking up and exploding before-
“HUHHHH?? who’s the sweet eating buffoon again?” gojo retorted, glaring at you while you glare at him back, groaning, “oh, gee, i don’t know. Do you see any other white haired 6’3 blue eyed bitch around here?”
“oh you-“ gojo started before geto interrupted with a, “guys, cut it out. Stop acting like children. we’re jujutsu sorcerers, and we have the responsibility of-“ geto began, before gojo cut him short with a deadpan, “yes yes, we have the responsibility to protect the weak, you sang it to me in every tone.”
geto sighed before shoko popped in with a, “okay so, we should definitely get going now.. unless we want to spend like an hour on the mission, that is.” her expression flat as she held a cigarette up to her mouth, starting to light it up.
you nodded in agreement as you grabbed your phone and tapped a few buttons, looking for the location of the building you guys were headed to. “it’s about 10 to 15 minutes away from here. Let’s hurry it up a bit, I don’t wanna spent all afternoon with this glutton.”
shoko and geto let out a long sigh as you and gojo glared at each other yet again. It’s like you guys just CANT GET ALONG.
well, they’ll just have to deal with it till you two eventually agree to disagree. with a groan from gojo, you guys started heading towards the abandoned building.
now that it was actually time to get there, you’re not gonna lie, you were a slightly bit scared.. this is your first time actually dealing with a curse, and you had no idea how to go about it- what the hell are you on about? of course you know how to go about it, you’ve been training for this for years! you’re gonna be just fine, you always have been, always will be!
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆Summary: You’re a new 2nd year at jujutsu high - your technique is extremely strong, you’ve grown up around the elders of your clan and have an impeccable attitude - and then, you learned that one of your classmates is satoru gojo. THE guy who you’ve been compared to your whole life. Not only is there tension, but theres also jealousy. Is it mutual? you’re not sure.
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆A/N: hey guys…! how’s life! anyways , this’ll become a serie (probs), ive lowkirkenuinely half-lost interest in bllk so i mighttttt switch over to like being jjk/mha centered ? i might make some occasional bllk posts tho, also ! ab my previous series(hnbkwis), i think i’m gonna discontinue it (i’m not sure tho, decision’s still being made) because ive lowkey lost the passion in it so yeah ! this post is like smth to remind me to keep on working on the 1st chapter of this !! hopefully i’ll be able to stay consistent but my audhd might make that difficult 💔
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆Warnings/contents: cussing, reader is genderless + no use of y/n, reader has no confirmed / said appearance but is implied to be tall, reader has no confirmed cursed technique but is implied to have a strong one / be strong overall, reader is implied aroace, reader is in a clan, reader has one sided beef with gojo, will add more as the story develops !! - fyi, “c/n” means clan name
reblogs & comments appreciated ! pls comment / dm to be on the taglist ! - release date irregular , will post chapters whenever i feel like it !
Why are you not re-blogging? You think the fandom is dead, that no one’s interacting anymore, no one’s doing anything, no one’s writing, no one’s posting. ‘Everyone was so hyperfixed on that character, Where is the writing?’
People are writing. People aren’t reblogging. People aren’t giving some good feedback to motivate the writers that are putting their hard work, time, effort into making this piece that you were reading.
‘oh, it’s just too much work. You don’t wanna click that button and then click a few tags.’ Then you’re gonna have to suffer and not see a lot of writing from a lot of people because the only way this fucking app works is if you reblog.
I see so many pieces of work with 59 likes and 1 blog, I just saw one that had 690 likes and it had 9 reblogs. Even 1,000 likes and only 59 reblogs too. It’s devastating to see for the community of Tumblr. And I’ve been here for like five years, the way this app works is if you re-blog.
There’s so many people that are writing. There’s so many amazing things that I see and I try my best to reblog every single one that I read. That’s what I love doing because sharing someone’s piece of work is just beautiful because it allows me to show it to more people.
I reblog. And the beauty of it is;
I get notifications that this person liked it and this person liked it, and then that post continues to get more views, more likes and reblogs. All just because one person, reblogged it.
so please, if you are a part of Tumblr and you love reading your favorite writers fics, or love reading about your favorite character, please do your job and reblog it.
And if you don’t like re-blogging because you don’t want to do that on your account, then you can make another account and put all of the things that you read on that account. You can do separate things, like fic recs.
You can figure it the fuck out if you want people to actually be writing for a character you love. The writers are writing, you ain’t helping them share their work.
guys sorry im late to the party but i think i’m starting to like kaisagi… ofc kainess tops but! AAAAAAAA STOP IDK WHAT IM THINKING I USED TO BE A D1 KAISAGI HATER BUT AFTER THESE NEW CHAPTERS IM LIKE🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔
EXACTLYYYYY LIKE ??? KAISER YEARNING ? KAISER BEING IN JAPAN AND THE ONLY THING HE CAN THINK AB IS ISAGI…? AND IN ALL THE RECENT CHAPTERS HES BEEN SHOWN THINKING AB ISAGI… GUYS…!
guys sorry im late to the party but i think i’m starting to like kaisagi… ofc kainess tops but! AAAAAAAA STOP IDK WHAT IM THINKING I USED TO BE A D1 KAISAGI HATER BUT AFTER THESE NEW CHAPTERS IM LIKE🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆A/N: first time writing smut guys, kinda nervous!!!
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆warnings; smut with no plot, fingering, izuku calls reader “baby, babe” etc, established relationship, reader is izuku’s wife, no use of y/n, edging mentioned, overstimulation, p in v, protected sex(wrap it before you tap it guys), Oral (fem receiving), reader has boobs and a pussy, light breeding kink if you squint, mating press , aftercare , very obviously not proofread…, very short ~.~
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆creds for the dividers: @aquazero , @anitalerina
𑣲 ── .✦ ⋮ ┆smut under the cut!!!
You wiggled around in izuku’s lap as you looked at his concentrated face, as if he wasn’t fingering you with this thick fingers right now.
It’d be almost cute, with the way he’s counting and marking his student’s papers, if he wasn’t edging the living shit out of you right now. You had offered to cockwarm him like an hour ago, and surprisingly, he refused - he said he wanted to finger you.
You whined, letting out a needy, “zukuuu..” he looked away from his papers for a bit, his gaze turning to you as he murmured, “shhh, i know baby, i know. Just lemme finish these and i’ll take care of you, okay?”
You pouted, moving around in his lap with his fingers still inside you to get atleast some sort of friction. “Baby, come on, i have to finish these papers-“ he started until you cut him off by saying, “but ‘zukuuuuu… been so long since you fucked me.. please?”
He gave you a long stare, as if he was trying to decide if he should give in or not, before gently setting his pen aside and murmuring, “mhm? You want ‘zuku to finger you till you see stars?” You nodded, and holy fuck did he deliver.
His fingers circled your clit, lightly etching the surface as he kept eye contact with you. His fingers went from playing with your clit to tracing it down to your hole, his head dipping slightly as he slid his fingers in.
He allowed his tongue to follow after his fingers, lightly tasting you as his small moans of pleasure made small vibrations. His tongue ran soft circles along your slit as he allowed himself to eat you out.
“F-fuck- zuku!” You let out as he sneaked glances at you, his fingers curling up as he tapped your g-spot. “Yeah? That feel good, baby? Yeah, make those pretty noises f’me-“ he rambled as his voice came out slightly muffled. You looked down at him, your eyes starting to gloss over.
You could feel yourself reaching your high as the combo of izuku’s fingers and his tongue hit you hard, a little overstimulating if you will.
You moaned a lot louder than you meant to as your high came crashing down on you, izuku’s gaze never breaking from you.
You panted as you looked down at him, a little embarrassed at the loud noise you just let out. Izuku gently pulled his fingers out before putting them in his mouth, licking his fingers clean of your juices, before he grabbed you and picked you up.
“Are we done?” You asked him with a questioning look on your face as he carried you towards your bedroom. He giggled a little at your tone before answering with a soft, “nope. Far from it, angel.” He paused while looking at you before laying you down on your shared bed and then continuing with,
“Strip.” You looked up at him before nodding at his request and softly taking off your clothes, which wasn’t too hard because you only had your panties and some silk dress on. His eyes left your figure for a moment to take a condom out of the drawer before he gently put it down on the bed and started to strip himself, though rather quickly.
The weight on the bed shifted as he sat down, grabbing the condom as he ripped it open with his mouth and slid it onto him.
He gently pulled your legs above him, looking down at you before asking, “do you think you’re ready, baby? Or do you want me to finger you again?”
you hesitated for a fraction of a second, you knew you always struggled to take him whole, but you were needy and sick of waiting. You nodded, looking up at him as you did so. “yeah, ‘m ready..” you murmured.
he nodded, letting his gaze wander around your body as he slowly let himself inside, the stretch burning slightly. he let out a shaky breath as he grunted out, “shit, you’re so tight..”, his grip tightening around your legs.
“‘S okay baby, just relax okay? Let me take care of you.” He cooed while watching your expression for any signs of discomfort. As he didn’t find any, he let himself push all the way in as he bottomed out.
You gasped, feeling so insanely full with him. He let out a deep breath, feeling your walls clenching down around him. “Can i move?” He asked softly, his eyes watching yours. You nodded, and he started moving.
His slow pace quickly turned into pounding, his sweet words fading into babbles as he said, “yeah? Wan’ me to take care of you, baby? Want ‘zuku to fuck you so stupid you can’t remember your name?”
All you could do was nod, feeling yourself getting closer and closer. “Fuck- yes, ‘zuku! Please-!” His hand went down to circle your clit as he felt himself getting closer.
He groaned as his thrusts grew faster the closer he got, chasing his own high. His pounding slowed down before stopping as he felt himself coming, letting out a small whimper as he did.
“fuck, y’did so good for me baby..” he said, gently brushing hair out of your face as he leaned down to plant a slightly wet kiss on your cheek.
“cmon, lets get you cleaned up, okay?” he drawled, gently lifting you up in a bridal carry towards the bathroom, running you a hot bath and cleaning you up with a towel in advance.
he looked at you with a gentle expression on his face, slowly joining you in the bathe as he felt you relaxing with your back hitting his chest.
Cockwarming husband!Higuruma while he's in the tub ☆
The steam rose in lazy curls from the bathtub, filling the bathroom with a hazy warmth that clung to your skin like a lover's breath. Higuruma Hiromi lounged back against the porcelain edge, his dark hair damp and tousled, sticking to his forehead in a way that made him look almost boyish despite the sharp lines of his face.
His broad shoulders and toned chest glistened with water droplets, the day's tension from court melting away under the hot soak. But his eyes—those deep, piercing brown eyes—locked onto you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine, even in the humid air.
"Come here, love," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, the kind that always made your core clench. He extended a hand, calloused fingers beckoning you closer to the tub's edge. You were already stripped bare, your body humming with anticipation as you stepped into the water, the heat enveloping your calves, then thighs, until you straddled his lap. His cock, thick and half-hard from the mere sight of you, pressed insistently against your inner thigh, promising the slow burn you both craved.
You sank down slowly, guiding him with one hand as his tip nudged your slick folds. A soft gasp escaped your lips when he breached you, the stretch immediate and delicious, your walls fluttering around his girth as you took him inch by inch.
Higuruma's hands settled on your hips, steadying you, his thumbs tracing lazy circles over your hipbones. "That's it," he breathed, watching your face with rapt attention. "Just like that—sit on my cock, feel every bit of me inside you."
Fully seated, you rested your forehead against his, the water lapping gently at your joined bodies. He was buried to the hilt, filling you so completely that even the slightest shift sent sparks of pleasure radiating through your pussy. But this was cockwarming—his favorite way to unwind, to keep you close without the rush, letting the intimacy simmer like the bath around you. Your breasts pressed against his chest, nipples hardening against his wet skin, and you could feel his heartbeat thrumming steadily beneath you.
"Hiromi," you whispered, your voice breathy as you adjusted to the fullness, your inner muscles instinctively squeezing around him. He groaned softly, the sound vibrating through his chest and into you, his grip tightening on your hips to still any movement. "Shh, don't move yet. Just... stay there. Let me feel your tight pussy hugging me. God, you're perfect like this."
The water sloshed faintly as you both settled, the heat seeping into your muscles, loosening you even as the ache of his cock deep inside built a different kind of tension. You wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers threading through his damp hair, tugging lightly to elicit another low rumble from him.
His hands roamed upward, palms sliding over your wet back, tracing the curve of your spine before cupping your ass, holding you flush against him. No thrusting, no grinding—just the profound connection of him throbbing inside you, your arousal mixing with the bathwater.
"You feel that?" he asked, his lips brushing your ear, warm breath sending goosebumps across your skin. "How your body's gripping me, like it never wants to let go. I could stay like this all night, buried in you."
His words were a caress, intimate and filthy, making your clit pulse with need. You nodded, nipping at his jawline, tasting the salt of his skin mingled with the faint soap scent. "I love it when you're like this—so deep, stretching me open. It's like you're claiming me all over again."
He chuckled, the vibration traveling straight to where you were connected, making you whimper as your walls clenched involuntarily. "Claiming you? Always, sweetheart. This pussy is mine—warm and wet, just for me."
One hand slipped between you, his fingers finding your clit with unerring accuracy, circling it slowly, teasingly. The touch was light, barely enough to push you toward the edge, but combined with his cock filling you, it had your breath hitching, hips twitching despite his hold.
"Hiromi, please..." you begged softly, rocking just the tiniest bit, the friction drawing a hiss from his lips. He captured your mouth in a deep kiss, tongue sliding against yours in a slow, languid dance that mirrored the stillness below. When he pulled back, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide. "Patience, love. We're not rushing. I want to savor how you quiver around me, how your juices coat my cock even in the water. Feel that? You're soaking me."
You did feel it—the way your arousal slickened him further, easing the way he nestled inside your heat. The tub's warmth amplified everything, your skin hypersensitive to every brush of his body against yours. His free hand moved to your breast, thumb flicking over your nipple until it pebbled harder, then pinching just enough to make you arch into him.
A moan bubbled up from your throat, muffled against his shoulder as you buried your face there, inhaling his clean, masculine scent.
"That's my girl," he praised, voice husky as he continued the torturous circles on your clit. "So responsive, even when I'm just sitting here with my dick in you. Tell me what it feels like—having your husband fill you up like this."
His words urged you on, and you lifted your head, meeting his gaze with hooded eyes. "It feels... full. So fucking full, Hiromi. Your cock's throbbing, pressing right against that spot inside me. I can feel every vein, every pulse. It's making me ache for more, but I love just... holding you like this."
His response was a deep, satisfied hum, his hips shifting ever so slightly—not a thrust, but enough to grind the base of his cock against your entrance, making stars burst behind your eyelids.
"Good. Because I love feeling you clench, like your pussy's begging without words. You're dripping for me, aren't you? All hot and needy around my length." He kissed your neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin, sucking a mark that would linger as a reminder of this moment.
Time blurred in the steamy confines, the only sounds your shared breaths, the occasional drip from the faucet, and the subtle lap of water as your bodies adjusted.
His fingers never stopped their lazy exploration of your clit, building the pressure slowly, while you traced patterns on his shoulders, nails digging in when the fullness became too much. "Hiromi, I... I'm close," you admitted, voice trembling as your walls fluttered around him, the cockwarming turning into a delicious torment.
"I know," he whispered, nuzzling your collarbone. "Let it build. I want you to cum just like this—sitting on my cock, feeling me stretch you wide. No movement, just us connected." His hand on your ass squeezed, pulling you impossibly closer, and you shattered with a cry, your pussy spasming around him in waves, milking his length without mercy. He groaned through it, holding you steady as your orgasm washed over you, your juices flooding the space between.
But he didn't follow—not yet. Instead, he held you through the aftershocks, his cock still rock-hard inside your fluttering heat. "Beautiful," he murmured, kissing your temple. "Now, stay with me a little longer. I want to feel you come down around me, keep me warm until I'm ready to fill you up." You nodded, boneless in his arms, the intimacy wrapping around you tighter than the water ever could.
