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gomen got blackout drunk this weekend days 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 will come tmrw 12 pm pst oopsies I SWEAR ILL BE MORE ON TOP OF IT FOR THE REST OF YHE MONTH
waybill: 879 words; nsfw content, alcohol mentions, cursing, intentional lowercase, not proofread; soft dom!maki, sub!reader, race neutral reader, kidnapping, tie as restraints, coworker!maki, almost dubcon, body worship, kissing, biting, tit play, praise, l-bombing, reader is kinda dumb, stockholm syndrome, use of “my love”
express: being blackout drunk at a club is 100% not the safest place to be blackout drunk at. but when a kind man brings you back to his place, surely you wouldn’t consider it a kidnapping, right?
communications: divider credits to strangergraphics pray for me i have an exam today guys PLEEEEKKKK but corporate maki keep my panties nice and ruined so leave me alone
your head fucking hurts.
what the hell were you thinking? sure, it’s a friday, you don’t have work. but drinking your body weight in alcohol while barely eating and drinking water beforehand is a mess waiting to happen.
you’re gripping onto the side of the bar, head pounding, legs numb from your heels, the bartender is probably yelling at security to safely get you outside.
god, you swear you were about to fall by how wobbly you were, but you suddenly came face to a soft, hard surface. it’s soft… super soft. but hard at the same time? you blink harshly before looking up, it’s a man. you’re laying on a man’s chest. your vision is a little blurry, so you can’t make out his face. his cologne though, it’s strangely familiar. his height is strangely familiar. his face, also strangely familiar.
was this even a stranger?
you vaguely hear, “i’ll take them home— i’m their coworker, look.” coworker? this man was your coworker? no wonder he felt so familiar. you’re starting to rack your brain for men in your office space that would be this kind to see you this absolutely sloshed— but also buy them some sort of gift as a thank you on monday.
everything in the next hour was completely a merge of time.
one second the man is guiding you back to his car, another is him driving back, another is to a house you recognize, and lastly is him guiding you on his couch. you finally snap back to somewhat consciousness when a sip of cool, clean water hits your lips. you drink it all the way up, sighing at relief. “thank you… sorry that a coworker has to see me this way…” you weakly say, trying to adjust yourself but you realize your wrists and ankles were bound by a fabric.
feeling the fabric, you gain more consciousness, trying to release yourself, but the man holds your shoulders taut, “no. stop. you’ll hurt yourself.” you look up, you finally recognize the man in front of you. it’s maki. your company equal. he wasn’t a senior, nor a junior. he joined the company only a few months ahead of you in the system operations department. you’ve worked with him a few times, but nothing too close.
“don’t tug at my ties, you’ll hurt yourself more than help. i only bound you up so you could safely be in one place. i wouldn’t want you to hit yourself anywhere if you were to get up.” maki calmly soothes. his large hands were on your thighs, rubbing his thumb against them. your lashes were slowly fluttering, lips were parted, body so warm. maki was doing everything he possibly could to not pounce on you.
after a few moments of silence, you meekly say, “thank you. well, there’s no need to have me ti—.” maki pulls you close, “no, i need you here. you’re not leaving.” a cold chill goes down your spine. his growl was nearly primal.
here’s the thing. maki was known to be attractive at the office. of course, you have eyes. you think he’s very attractive. so, would this even be considered kidnapping if you knew the kidnapper, thought he was hot, and even if you were drunk as fuck, you were kinda turned on. in hindsight, yes y/n, this is a kidnapping situation.
even if you’re up in your thoughts, maki starts humming against your neck, smelling your perfume, hands dancing around your limbs. “fuck, i’ve been wanting you for forever, y/n. don’t you know that? god your perfect legs in those skirts and fitted trousers. chest bare when it gets a little too hot in the office. lips lined in that lip color of yours. i wanted everything. it’s almost like i’m a sick fan of you having pictures of you in my room.”
you lean closer to maki’s face, scanning his sharp features. was this the alcohol or you? maki fully admitted he was you stalker, having pictures of you in his room, but you were barely phased. “i need you, y/n. i need you, my love. i love you so much.” maki creaks in his voice. his shirt a quarter way unbuttoned, his cold watch grazing your thigh, black hair tussled.
it doesn’t take long before maki starts kissing down your neck, even placing bite marks here and there as he undos your zipper from behind. your dress falls down your torso, revealing your bare tits. god, maki could cum in his pants. no bra and wearing a strapless dress in this situation is the best possible outcome for him. you gasp at his actions, watching him have you in his hands, melting. you shouldn’t be as wet as you are right now, but fuck, it’s maki.
he takes a nipple into his mouth, swirling his warm tongue. you’re moaning at the sensation. what is wrong with you, y/n. but it feels too good, and you swear it’s not the alcohol. “you’re moaning? even when i have you like this? you’re too perfect, my love.” maki’s cock is harsh against his slacks, you’re so pliant, it makes him crazy.
waybill: 677 words; nsfw content, cursing, intentional lowercase, not proofread; mean dom!maki, sub!reader, race neutral reader, orgasm control, oral (f receiving), cunnilingus, fingering, spit play, clit slapping, kissing, ruined orgasms, possessive and toxic maki, use of “slut”
express: you’re just friends with benefits with maki; that was the plan. but when you admit that dating isn’t on your mind, maki fucks your mind till you can only think about him. ‘cause y’know… he has you in his control.
communications: do we fw the kinktober vibe??? hope u guys like what i have this’ll be so puppy lien era by posting everyday anyways toxic maki drools... divider credits to strangergraphics ♡︎ SIX SEVENNNNNNN ok mb
you never expected this thing with maki to be more than just casual pleasure.
well sure, that in itself is an oxymoron— pleasure, especially intimate pleasure can’t be casual. but you somehow made it work with maki… at least you thought you did. you don’t know what got into him. one second you’re telling your friends, ‘i don’t really think i want a relationship right now,’ to maki ruthlessly ruining your clit as he presses you into your couch.
his tongue is roughly pushed up against your cunt, he’s even enveloping your clit in a bite. this is how much maki needs you in his mouth. your thighs are clamped around his head, fingers deep into his bleached hair, cunt so leaky against his lips.
“your cunt is fucking begging me to have her, but you’re not— don’t you know how stupid that is, y/n?” maki grunts against you, voice low and grouchy from eating you raw. you’re creaking— maybe even squeaking to answer, but maki shoves two of his digits in your cunt, not caring about how your toes curl, thighs jittery, and moans are oh-so broken.
it doesn’t matter that your head is rolled back, nearing your well awaited orgasm. maki detaches his lips away from your cunt, “don’t even think about cumming.” you’re whining, hips rolling onto nothing, crying out to maki, “m–aki–! please— i need you, please— was ‘bout to— cum!” maki tips his forehead against yours, “such a fucking slut. begging me to let you cum, but can’t even stay committed to me? am i just a sex toy for you to use?”
although you’re still reeling from your ruined orgasm, you understood what he meant. it was complicated. you two were only just friends. nothing more. but certainly not less. “maki… thought we agreed on just… benefits.” it was almost a switch in his eyes by how fast maki spits a bubble onto his fingers and harshly slaps his spit-coated fingers against your clit.
gasping at the sudden sharpness, you wrap your arms around maki’s neck, “maki— please ‘m sorry— ‘m sorry–!” maki motions his hands to slap your cunt a few more times, “what’re you sorry for, slut? tell me.” you gulp down your pain to whimper, “‘m sorry for–!”
not even a chance again.
maki latches his lips against yours to shut you up. you can taste your wetness off of his lips as he slips his fingers right back into your cunt. his fingers are rougher and more unforgiving than before. his tongue is harsh against yours, not showing any sort of mercy. you couldn’t do anything against him. you’re weak, you lost, you’re his. how stupid of you to think that you weren’t belonging to anybody but the man that has you sore every night.
“shit— maki— ‘m gonna cum again!” you babble through maki’s kisses. he groans once more, “not yet. hold it off. you can hold it off for me, right?” you weakly nod, you’ll do it for him. you’re seeing stars after being denied your orgasms multiple times over now. but, it’s maki. you’ll hold it off for him. you can even feel his hard, pulsing cock against your thighs. you wanna touch it, wanna help him also feel good, but he swats it away. “this is for you. ‘m doing everything for you. just lay there and look pretty for me ‘kay?”
you couldn’t reply even if you wanted to. maki speeds up once more. he feels how achy and leaky your cunt is. he’s leaning close, surprisingly being romantic, “cum f’ me. that’s it. just how i want my slut to be, c’mon.” you let everything go once maki says those words. you drench maki’s fingers when you do. maki comes back to your lips and this time sweetly kisses you. it’s slow and steady. his tongue swipes against yours so smoothly, you almost melt into him.
maki rubs your thigh as you calm down from your orgasm, “you’re mine now. you got that? not anyone elses.”
kinktober for the year of twenty-twenty-five are a set of special deliveries for domestic parcels only during the month of october. it follows the unofficial ao3 kinktober list.
viewer discretion advised due to the fact all of the following parcels will contain very sensitive content. i will be mostly writing the second and/or the third options according to the list— in short, the most graphic prompts you will find within it. you have been warned.
♥︎ — postmaster favorites! | ꜛ — most loved parcels!
day one: orgasm control ꜛ
day two: kidnapping ♥︎
day three: nipple clamps
day four: hypnosis
day five: wax play, dacryphilia
day six: humiliation, intoxication
day seven: blood play
day eight: cages
day nine: shibari, tentacles
day ten: punishment
day eleven: handcuffs, somnophilia
day twelve: kneeling
day thirteen: medical play
day fourteen: omegaverse
day fifteen: sex pollen
day sixteen: high protocol
day seventeen: service kink
day eighteen: size queen, dom/sub
day nineteen: sensory deprivation
day twenty: dubcon
day twenty-one: monsterfucking
day twenty-two: gun play
day twenty-three: praise kink
day twenty-four: anal sex, gags
day twenty-five: impact play
day twenty-six: sex robot
day twenty-seven: gangbang ft. andteam
day twenty-eight: s&m
day twenty-nine: full-body bondage
day thirty: breeding, degradation
day thirty-one: hot tub, foot fetish, sugar baby ♡︎
bat divider credits to djarrex | stamp divider made by me
rip to the turquoise you’ll be back in a month but the rest of my stamps look off… oh well! masterlist drops at 12pm pst and the first installment will come 3pm pst :p
i’m gonna open the mailbox in a few days, i js wanna focus on kinktober + what i have in my inbox so far! it’ll be a little messy but trust it’ll be good!!!!
hey queen do u want to see some pics from piwon 😋😋 i also somehow managed to get 3 pics of kyrell but nobody else? -✨
yes how did u see ky or do u mean u got an ampwon album and only pulled ky LOL but pls remember to send it in later since im focusing on kinktober rn!!!!
HEYYYY I LEFT FOR A WHILE BUT LORDDD I was lurking in ur acc again and this works have me clenching my counters!! lien millz we love u and ur gorgeous mind ANYWAYS HOW AREE YOUU WHATS NEWWW HOWS LIFE GOING R U RESTING WOELL U LOOK GORGEOUS IN THAY NEW OIC DROP AND GUESS WHO GOT A JOB AT VICKY SECRET 😝#thanku4writingmyaskiwillsmoochu
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HI BABY i’m doing well, i hope you are too AND YES WE LOVE EMPLOYED ACTIVITIES and ofc i had too ♡︎
OMG YES TEAMIES KINKTOBER YESSS- I LUV THE JUST MAKI ONE BUT LIKE NICO ;-; I WANT NICO TOOO BUT IM HAPPY JS HAVING KINKTOBER FOR TEAMIES MWEHEEHEH -#
hahahaah i feel like writing for all the members or selective members might be a hassle… would you guys hate me if i did a maki only kinktober? i’m so used to writing for him and trying to include as many idols as i could i even had to resort to idols i didn’t know as well last time was a bit annoying…