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[bluespiderlily06]

His Flow State

Synopsis: Note to self: Do not let Rin enter his flow state when he’s buried inside you, unless you don’t want to be walking around in the next couple of days! Spoiler alert, he doesn’t give you a choice. What he says goes so prepare a wheelchair!

TW: Rin Itoshi x Reader (Blue Lock) Smut, Possessive Rin, degradation, comfort, Rin enters his flow state, multiple rounds, squirting, accidental pissing, aftercare

We all know that Rin Itoshi, growing up, was a messy kid. He drooled all over the place without care and seemed more autistic than normal kids. He used to break his toys for no reason at all and would just fall down randomly. He even bit his crayons, which gave his parents a constant migraine.

But by the time he grew up and became a pro soccer athlete, most of those habits changed. He had simply outgrown them. Still, some habits never die, and sure, Rin keeps his room tidy now compared to his childhood bedroom—but make no mistake, Rin was still a messy person. It just manifested differently. And just like his crayons and other belongings, he liked to mark things in a more primal sense.

People would describe Rin as a black cat because he gave off that nonchalant, independent, loner kind of energy. And he really did look like the epitome of one—but he wasn’t. He was a dog. And if you were to classify him into a breed, he’d be a Doberman. Rin was loyal, protective, possessive, hyper-focused, and deeply attachment-driven. When you started dating him, he became more controlling—like an alpha in a pack, as cringey as it sounded. But that couldn’t be helped. That was just how he was.

That’s why, during the times you’d fuck, Rin went all out primal. He would practically pin you down in two specific positions always simce they were his favorites, using his weight as an advantage against you. He pinned so you could do nothing else but be forced to take what he gave. Rin was always on top and he always pressed you in the meanest mating press known to mankind or dirtiest doggy style that made every other position look like a joke. The name doggy style was pretty ironic, huh?

And just like all dogs, he liked to mark up his territory. Normally, he’d mostly drool inside your mouth and force you to swallow it or he’d leave several hickies on your neck in areas that were difficult to hide, the one time you did had Rin furious. He didn’t want you to be ashamed of him because why shy away from being part of his territory. He needed to mark you in some way that would make sure other people wouldn’t even try to mess with you. And ever since that day he made an internal promise to himself that the world would know you you belonged to.

Speaking of furious, the way Rin fucked you felt more angry than loving. Normally, the way he took you depended on his mood and today hadn’t been that bad, it was pretty normal and so it was a huge question was to why your soft but firm Rinnie was fucking you like this. He was fucking like you had done something wrong as though you committed an act of treason against him and this was your punishment.

He manhandled you so roughly as though you were meant to take all his built-up frustration, all of his weight, and everything he’d give you. And you needed to make sure not to waste any of it or else Rin would get pissed off even further. Your moans wouldn’t stop spilling out, while Rin insult and degraded you without hesitation just like he did with his teammates, calling you names like lukewarm, tepid, the usuals. But of course, he couldn’t help slipping in something some soft words and compliment every now and then as a reward.

“But you’re my good girl, aren’t you… just for me.”

And you’d expect Rin to be more composed but he wasn’t doing much better himself, he was just as wrecked as you, groaning nonstop and unable to stop the whimpers slipping past his lips. Though he had to admit, thanks to Blue Lock, his stamina was on another level. Otherwise, there was no way he’d last through this many rounds while you were already on the verge of passing out. How many times had you come? Six… no, maybe eight? He’d lost count. But Rin had no intention of stopping—not when he had you exactly where he wanted you.

He held you up by your legs, forcing them to spread open as he continuously and rapidly pierced through you. You laid down on the bed, crying out for mercy as you gripped onto the sheets beneath you for dear life. Rin’s drool fell over your chest and you couldn’t help but cry out and shudder at that. There you were squirming around pathetically, trying to get away while Rin refused to even part or pull out of you for more than 3 inches.

Good thing Rin installed sound proofing panels or else he'd have the neighbors complaining again about how loud your guy's activity was. And it would only get louder because Rin activated something in himself that he never expected to happen while he was inside of you. Unfortunately Rin entered his flow state, his eyes darkened with a different kind of focus and concentration as the tongue he was already having trouble keeping inside his mouth finally lolled out freely, saliva and drool dripping from it, landing on your stomach and sliding down to your pussy.

If you had been loud before, you could only imagine how it was like now as Rin’s thrusting style changed, it became harsher, deeper, and faster that it felt like it broke every law of physics. You were practically wailing his name beneath him as you tried to run away from his cock which resulted in Rin pinning you down with his weight easily.

He wasn’t going to let you go anywhere, you were going to take him all night if he wanted to because when you're in the flow, you perceive time differently.

How long has it been? 3-4 hours? You couldn’t even tap out because you were fucked dumb, you could barely even remember your own name. You were sobbing by this point, having been brought to the edge and pushed further until your body couldn’t keep up anymore.

Your eyes got droopy from exhaustion but Rin didn’t seem close to finishing as he bit the side of your neck so hard it bled a bit, it hurt but the pain he was giving you below made it seem harmless. It was sore and you couldn’t take it anymore so in a last effort attempt to get Rin to exit his flow state, you lifted both your exhausted arms with the last bit of strength you had left and dragged his face to yours, whilst his tongue stuck out.

People viewed Rin weirdly in this state and thought that he looked scary, but to you he wasn’t. This was Rin, the version of him that was completely unfiltered, and you accepted that and secretly found it hot. His mouth instinctively found yours and he shoved his tongue down your throat not caring if you couldn’t breathe. You looked up into those dilated eyes of his and pleaded for him to come back as you stroked his hair gently.

There you were pathetically claimed by Rin as he pinned your legs besides your chest, bending you in ways that shouldn’t be possible for your non flexible body. He continued to plow against you as he crushed your chest with his body, claiming you in a way that would ruin you for anyone else. Making sure that the shape of his cock was deeply embedded into that cervix of yours.

The bed creaked slightly with every thrust and Rin was so close to finishing inside you again especially when you looked up so desperately into him, like there was no one else in the world but you and him. But he could feel your fingers running through his hair gently and slowly, a complete contrast of how he was treating you.

Instead of slowing down at first, Rin proceeded to fuck you even harsher. One last time before he would stop, he’d give you an orgasm that was so mind shattering that you’d never even think of leaving him like his brother had. Maybe all along the reason why Rin was so rough with you was because of his secret underlying insecurities, that if he didn’t satisfy you. You’d leave him for someone better.

Rin was fucking insane for even thinking that. But anyways, none of that mattered to Rin as he kept going. He could feel his finish approaching quickly but he refused to cum unless you did it twice before him, his sheet willpower made sure of that. Your fingered exited his hair and made its way to his shoulders, trying to push him off for a break but he wouldn’t budge. It was like pushing a wall, it was unmoving and hopeless.

Your whimpers didn’t help and only fueled Rin’s fury. The air in your lungs dwindled dangerously and you had to rip yourself from Rin’s mouth and turn your head to make sure he wouldn’t chase after it. Good thing Rin had other plans, grabbing your breast he made sure to suck on it harshly, playing with it as though it was a stress ball.

Just like in soccer, Rin never misses. And he surely didn’t miss hitting you g spot and cervix at once, how the fuck was the even possible. Your thrashing got worse and you pleaded for mercy, the only thing keeping you awake was the violence he attacked on your poor body.

Your orgasm came quickly, Rin could feel you wrapping so tightly around him that it made the invisible hairs on his back raise as his thrust almost stuttered if he wasn’t so concentrated, he craved more though. Just once more and he'd be done with you, he internally promised you that. Besides this wasn’t the orgasm he was dreaming of giving you, you needed to squirt like a pathetic bitch. If you couldn’t do that, then he wouldn’t leave you alone so he had to make sure the next orgasm was the one that would completely finish and break you.

His arms left your legs and you wrapped it around his waist automatically. His hands snaked between the two of you and made their way to your clit, rubbing it intensely while the other made its way to the very large bulge in your stomach. He pressed down and the pressure made you curl your toes in approval. Rin was panting at all the stimulation and he could only imagine how you felt in this moment. Now looking at situation more properly, Rin could see that your stomach wasn’t just bulging from his cock, it was full of his cum. Shit, you looked so pretty like this, sobbing his name like it was the only thing you ever knew.

“Rin—Rinnie… R—… In… Niiiii… Rin—!!”

“Fucking squirt already.” He growled into you

And that you did, actually scratch that. You did more than that. You fucking pissed all over him, your orgasm hitting you so hard better than a train could ever do. You screamed his name out as your eyes fooled to the back of your head, tongue sticking out and you mimicked Rin’s flow state. Your orgasm and reaction couldn’t help but finish him off, your pussy gripped him so tight it felt like he was suffocating deliciously.

Rin felt sweaty, claimed, and so fucking satisfied. Your piss drenched the bed and him as he finally exited his flow state after that last orgasm. His cock softening and his hip bucking and twitching was slowing down until it finally stopped. He felt wet as both your cum and piss drenched his lower body.

He could see your eyelids dropping down until finally, you passed out from exhaustion. The last words you ever uttered was I love you. Rin loved you more, so much fucking more. He was a simp, though he'd never outright admit that. It was such a gift to him for you to present yourself and give yourself whole heartedly to him that you trusted him with your body which was oh so vulnerable.

He got up slowly and pulled his cock out of you, a conspicuous amount of cum dripped out of you but he wasn’t that concerned. He was sure that there was a lot more trapped in your womb, he needed to let some out or you’d feel too full in the morning. He was also exhausted too and felt his body too heavy, wanting to just ignore the mess you both made on the sheets and just lay down cuddling with you but of course he wouldn’t do that.

He was a man, and he had the responsibility of giving you aftercare and changing the sheets. The price he had to pay for using you in such an unconventional manner. He left you alone for a moment, running the bath tub and making sure to use your favorite products as he grabbed a warm wet hand towel to wipe you down.

After such, he finally carried you to the warm dim bathroom which was lit up only by your favorite candles. Rin wasn’t a romantic but he’d do this just for you. He wanted to join you badly already but he needed to clean the sheets. And only after that could he dare to join you.

The bath felt so relaxing as he was finally both in behind you, the hair he tied up with a hair claw clip was messy but functional enough, definitely something you wouldn’t do. But it was sweet how you cleaned you up slowly, massing and lathering the soap especially in between your legs trying to wash off all the slimy and sticky dry cum off of you.

He took you from the bath and dressed you in his blue lock boxers and a shirt of his that you loved. Putting you down in warmth from the fresh from laundry bed sheets, bringing the blanket to wrap the both of you up as he cuddled you close to his chest. Only then could he really let himself truly relax from the total of 7 hour activity he put you through, he slightly dreaded knowing he had to wake up early to make you breakfast but he'd do it for you without any complaints.

His eyes could barely stay awake as he kissed your forehead, “Goodnight (Y/n). I love you…” He whispered, finally letting sleep overtake him.

[saatorus]

₊˚ʚ you begin to think your bf nagi seishiro doesn't even wanna fuck you! but little do you know...

₊˚ʚ nsfw/mdni, 3.4k wc, explicit sexual content, dirty talk, overstimulation, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, brief stomach bulge mention, header from @creampress (ily), set in post blue lock era where we pretend the horrific events of the manga did not occur and nagi n reo went on to the big leagues

you’d been dating nagi seishiro for a few months now — meeting him through your friend reo mikage’s elegant after match parties — and of course, you found him lovely. a little lazy and stoic, sure, but he was also gentle in his own quiet way. always ready to hold you when you needed it, to murmur small reassurances in that soft, sleepy voice, to spoil you without a second thought with the money he earned from playing in the big leagues. nagi was, by all accounts, the perfect boyfriend.

but there was one thing that bugged the hell out of you.

he didn’t show you an ounce of sexual attraction.

like, none. nada. zero.

at first, you figured maybe he was just nervous. sex is a big deal, after all — an emotional rollercoaster you can’t expect someone to dive headfirst into. you told yourself he was just shy, someone who preferred to show affection through his quiet habits instead of bold gestures. but then, when he’d gently pull away after a makeout session that tipped a little too far past innocent, giving you some excuse about needing the bathroom or being tired, the doubts started creeping in.

maybe he was asexual? …but no, that didn’t feel right either. if that were the case, wouldn’t he have told you before asking you out?

you didn’t want to be pushy — god, the last thing you wanted was to make him uncomfortable or drive him away — so you stopped initiating. you kept up the hugs, the kisses, the casual touches, but the little extra things, the subtle ways you tried to push the boundary toward something more, you let them go. instead of reaching out, you waited. waited for him to be the one to break down his own walls, to finally let that simmering tension between you snap and just take you.

but he never did.

and the longer it went on, the harder it was to silence the thoughts in your head. you’re only human, after all, and when someone you love won’t cross that line with you, it’s impossible not to wonder why. you started to question everything — maybe he just didn’t find you attractive, maybe he was only with you because you tolerated his lazy habits when no one else would. the more you thought about it, the more it ate at you, leaving behind this restless ache you couldn’t shake.

at some point it became too much — the quiet doubts had piled up until they pressed against your chest like a weight. so there you were, curled against nagi on the couch in his large living room, his arm loosely around you as he tapped away at whatever game he was playing, the faint glow of his phone lighting up his blank face.

you swallowed, nerves making your voice come out softer than you intended.

“sei… can i ask you something?”

your hand traced lazy lines along the muscles hidden beneath his hoodie sleeve, your head resting against the rise and fall of his chest.

“hn?”

he grunted, noncommittal, eyes still on his screen.

you took a deep breath, twisting the fabric of his hoodie between your fingers, and pushed the words out before you lost your nerve.

“do you not… i mean… do you not find me attractive? like… in a sexual light?”

the silence that followed was brutal. your cheeks burned, heart hammering while he just kept staring at his phone, fingers tapping absently at the screen. then, finally, he sighed, turned it off, and shifted to face you.

“what makes you think that?”

his expression was as blank as ever, grey eyes studying you without a flicker of anything else. you squirmed under the weight of it, embarrassed heat prickling your skin.

“well… i just thought… you never let things go further… like…”

you trailed off, words sticking to your tongue when his brows drew together, the faintest crease between them like he genuinely had no idea what you were talking about.

“never let things go further? elaborate.”

his blunt tone made you groan into your hands, mortified, but you forced yourself to whisper anyway.

“like… sometimes when we’re making out and my hands… i dunno… when i try to feel you up or whatever… you always pull back. and then you come up with some excuse about needing the toilet or something.”

your face was on fire now, your voice barely audible. nagi just blinked at you slowly, processing, before shrugging.

“because… i needed to pee?”

you sat up straighter, exasperation bubbling up. “okay, but it’s not just that! every time i get on your lap, you freeze up like a statue.”

his head tilted. “i don’t wanna move your position so that you’re not sitting comfortably.”

“or when i try to kiss your neck?”

“it’s ticklish.”

“and that one time i told you we should ‘move to the bedroom’?”

“i thought you meant for a nap.”

you stared at him, jaw dropping. he was dead serious.

“sei, are you kidding me? you have an answer for everything!”

he blinked again, slow, unbothered, like he wasn’t grasping the very obvious frustration in your voice. “because they’re true.”

and that was the moment it hit you — he genuinely had no fucking clue you’d been trying to initiate anything this whole time.

you flopped back against the couch, dragging your hands down your face with a groan. “unbelievable. i was literally trying to seduce you and you thought i wanted you to nap. nap, sei.”

“well… naps are nice,” he mumbled, as if that excused everything.

you snapped your head toward him, glaring, cheeks burning from the sheer humiliation of having to spell this out. “no, sei, not naps. sex. i was trying to start sex with you.”

for once, his eyes actually widened a fraction, his head tilting like you’d just spoken in another language. “oh… that’s what that was?”

you choked on air. “yes! what the hell did you think i was doing?”

he blinked slowly, one pale brow lifting. “being affectionate…? i like that. ’s comfy.”

your jaw dropped. “…sei, i was literally climbing on top of you.”

“yeah, you’re warm. like a blanket.”

you groaned so loud it echoed in the living room, burying your face in the pillow beside you. he just sat there, staring, like he still couldn’t quite piece together why you were this worked up.

then, finally, after what felt like forever, his voice broke the silence. “so… you wanted me to, like… touch you?”

you peeked at him through your fingers, exasperated. “yes, sei. that’s usually how sex works.”

he nodded, as if committing this new piece of information to memory. then, with that same maddeningly calm tone, he added, “okay. you could’ve just said so.”

your eye twitched. “sei, i’ve been saying so. for months. with my actions.”

“hm. i didn’t notice.”

you wanted to scream, laugh, and cry all at once. and then he ruined you further, leaning back against the couch, eyes half-lidded, voice even lazier than usual when he murmured:

“…so, do you still wanna? right now?”

your whole body froze, heat shooting straight through you at the sudden shift. for once, there was the faintest hint of something in his voice — curiosity, maybe even interest. he wasn’t smirking, he wasn’t teasing, just… genuinely asking, like he was offering to order takeout.

you stared at him, your brain short-circuiting. “you— you can’t just— sei!”

his lips quirked, the barest twitch of a smile. “what? i’m asking. direct communication, right?”

before you can retaliate with absolutely no warning and zero hesitation (and somehow still sounding bored as hell), he just... begins to say things you didn’t think were capable from someone like him.

"like sometimes i think of pinning you down to eat you out for hours until you cry. or tying your wrists so i can watch my cock stretch you open real slow." a lazy shrug. "sometimes wonder if i could lift ya up against a wall while fucking into ya—y'know, just 'cause I can."

another pause—before he nonchalantly adds: "...also thought about painting those pretty tits with my cum."

and then nagi has the audacity to blink at you like none of this is insane coming from him—like he didn’t just verbally drop a nuke on what little composure you had left. he’s already shifting like he wants to go back to cuddling sleepily.

your mouth falls open, eyes widening as you splutter while he grabs his phone and opens his game to check his recent stats, mumbling to himself.

“oh — um — haah, really? that’s—“

he glances up from his game just long enough to see you still frozen in place, lips parted like you're trying and failing to form words. he blinks—waits—then casually adds:

"...and i think about how you’d feel sittin’ on my face. like, if your thighs would shake before or after i made you cum." yawn. "dunno though."

then—as if he hadn't just wrecked your entire mental state with a single sentence—he goes right back to scrolling through his phone stats, thumb lazily tapping away at the screen like nothing happened.

you’re sitting there – shocked, aroused, in denial, all in one. you clear your throat before you speak again.

“you’re into that? i thought s–something like eating out a girl would be a hassle for you.” you try to weakly joke about the situation, not knowing what to do about the sudden heat pooling between your thighs.

nagi pauses his scrolling for a second to shoot you the flattest ‘are you kidding me’ look he can muster.

"eating pussy is way less effort than fucking one," he says matter-of-factly, like this is common knowledge. "and nah—wouldn’t wanna miss out on seeing your dumb expressions when i wreck ya."

a beat passes before he casually drops another line while still staring at his phone: "...also thought about making you ride my fingers until you dripped down my wrist."

there's a split second where nagi actually glances up just to see your reaction—before immediately going back to pretending he didn't say anything life-ruining at all.

he pulls you against him, head resting against the crook of your neck as he sets his phone down.

“...and you’re.. actually.. serious?” you choke out.

he answers you so casually, like it's just as natural as eating or sleeping (and for him, it kind of is), before tilting his head and adding in a soft murmur against your neck:

"i want my tongue all over your pussy, so much so i'm actually kinda tempted to skip training tomorrow for it. so."

you let out a small whimper, blinking up at him as you grab his large hand in a small spur of bravery, bringing it down to the front of your panties under your leggings.

which are soaked.

“you can’t stay stuff like that and — and not expect me to react!”

you say, watching his cynical gaze watch the way his hand can span the entirety of your cunt. nagi’s fingers twitched slightly at the contact, the dampness seeping through your panties making his stomach tighten with something hungry—but his expression stayed the same.

“you wanted me to say it,” he pointed out lazily, thumb brushing over where you were embarrassingly wet for him. “now you’re whining ‘cause i did?”

there was a pause before he tilted his head, tone still detached.

“...want me to fix it or not?”

you gulped, heart beating wildly beneath your ribs. “y—yeah. i do — shit, i really want it.” your eyes lit up as you nodded, legs swinging from where you sat on his lap, twitching with sheer arousal. you blushed, feeling slick gush out of you at his previous words. “can you talk like that to me again? ‘s so sexy, please, sei.” you asked cutely, watching his disinterested gaze on your face before he shrugged.

damn it.

there went nagi’s resolve. there was something about the way you looked at him with those wide, pleading eyes that always got to him. it was the one time he didn’t really mind being ordered around.

he shifted you onto your back, his large frame covering yours until he was hovering over your smaller form, looking down with his usual lazy manner.

“which part did you want to hear again?” he murmured, voice dropping lower. “how i want to eat your pussy till you cry?” your hips bucked up desperately at his words, too high off hearing your usually stoic, lazy boyfriend spill his fantasies to care how embarrassing your reaction was.

“mhm. ah — please?”

you asked, thighs pressing together as you chewed on your thumb, cheeks flushed and eyes wide. nagi let out a low hum at your reaction, his hand sliding down to hook under the waistband of your panties—not pulling them off yet, just tracing along the damp fabric with deliberate slowness.

“you’re so worked up,” he murmured in that same lazy tone, though something darker flickered behind his half-lidded gaze now. “just from me saying shit? thought you said i didn’t react enough.”

a beat passed before he dragged the soaked material aside with one finger, pressing lightly against where you were dripping for him—just enough to tease.

“gonna have to lick it all up at this point,” he muttered like it was some kind of chore. nagi exhaled through his nose, fascinated by how easy it was to make you twitch with the lightest touch. he pressed his thumb against your clit in slow circles, watching the way your back arched with detached interest.

“dunno why you’re this wet just ‘cause i opened my mouth for once,” he muttered—then leaned down, pressing a lazy kiss to your inner thigh, hot breath spilling over sensitive skin before adding:

“guess i will have to clean this up.”

and then—without warning—he dragged his tongue flat up your soaked slit in one long stroke, humming like he was sampling something particularly interesting. you shrieked, legs parting wider at his experimental lick, breath spilling out in short pants.

“y—you told me you wanted to eat me out for hours. then told me you wanna tie me up and watch the way your dick stretches me out. and then you said you wanted to paint my tits with your cum. how do you expect me not to react?”

you moaned, eyebrows furrowed, watching him shrug between your legs. nagi paused just long enough to glance up from between your thighs—bored expression fully intact—before dragging his tongue over you again, slower this time.

“mm.” he hummed against your pussy like he was contemplating something boring. “dunno. just thought it was obvious.” 

a beat passed where he just stared, as if genuinely confused you hadn’t automatically assumed all of this about him already, before finally adding:

“you really think i’d date someone i didn’t wanna wreck daily?”

nagi exhaled sharply through his nose—almost like a quiet laugh—before dragging the flat of his tongue up your slit again with deliberate slowness.

“obviously,” he mumbled against you, voice vibrating enough to make you squirm. “you think i’d waste energy dating if i wasn’t planning to ruin you every chance i got? i think you’re forgetting i’m a man with needs too.”

his fingers dug into your thighs as he lapped at you lazily, savoring your taste while acting like it was such a chore.

“...now stop talking and let me fix this mess.”

a few more expert moves from his mouth, his tongue working wonders against your soaked flesh, and it wasnt long until you came, but nagi didn’t let you close your legs—his grip was too firm—and instead kept licking through your orgasm like it was just part of the process.

“...dunno why i didn’t do this before,” he admitted between slow, deliberate laps at your oversensitive pussy. “you taste real good.”

there was a pause where he finally lifted his head, looking at you with that same lazy expression—chin glistening with how wrecked he’d made you—before adding in the most casual tone possible:

“...gonna cum inside you next if that helps.”

he ignored your attempts to push him away from your overstimulated clit—like the stubborn, lazy asshole he was—and dragged his tongue up one last time just to feel it twitch against his mouth.

“...what a hassle,” he muttered, wiping his chin with the back of his hand, deadpan as ever. “i’m still horny.”

and then—because nagi had absolutely zero shame when it came to getting what he wanted—he flopped onto the couch beside you and tugged at your waist until you straddled him again.

“get on top.”

he shoved his sweatpants down just enough to free his cock—thick, flushed, already leaking—before looking up at you with the same bored expression.

“holy fuck.” your eyes widened at the sight of him, confidence shattering as lust pooled low in your stomach. “sei — can’t take that. holy fuck, i’m bein’ serious.”

“stop overthinking,” he muttered, dragging his thumb along your inner thigh just to feel you shiver. “‘s not like i’m gonna shove it in all at once.”

you yelped, wrapping a hand around him experimentally—only to regret it when your fingers couldn’t close around his girth.

nagi watched with idle interest, a small, lazy snort escaping at your reaction.

“just sit on it slow. promise i’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt, hm?”

there was a pause as he stared at your smaller hand around him, before adding in that same detached tone:

“just wanna watch you try taking it.”

your face flushed as you hovered nervously above him, his tip nudging at your entrance.

“just — okay.. mmh.. i’m scared.”

your voice was tiny, hands lacing with his as you tried to sit down on him, cursing wildly when his thick length slipped underneath. nagi watched with detached amusement, your hips trembling, before finally taking pity. his hands gripped your waist firmly, guiding you down onto him painfully slow.

“...breathe,” he muttered, calm despite how tight you were. “‘s not gonna break you.”

and when he was fully seated inside, nagi stared at the way your body stretched around him with quiet fascination before adding:

“told ya it’d fit.”

a cry tore from your throat at the fullness, the stretch burning as your thighs shook.

“give me — a moment — shit, nagi… i.. fuck —“

you writhed, clenching helplessly around him. nagi exhaled through his nose—patient, for once—and rested his hands loosely on your hips.

“move when you’re ready,” he muttered, like he wasn’t holding himself back by sheer will. but nagi waited. he liked watching you adjust, liked the way your thighs trembled when you finally began rocking against him, tentative at first.

“good?” he asked flatly, though his fingers dug into your skin tighter as you clenched around him.

“y—yeah. it’s not hurting anymore.”

you moved hazily, hips rolling atop him, mumbling his name against his neck when the pleasure finally started creeping in. nagi hummed low in approval, hands sliding up to cradle your thighs. he let you set the pace—until your teasing dragged on too long. suddenly his grip tightened, lifting you slightly before dropping you back down onto him with one smooth motion.

“...faster,” he mumbled against your shoulder, voice rough but still lazy. “i’m not gonna last if you keep teasing.”

then he thrust up into you with uncharacteristic effort, pace deep and slow. “better?” he muttered, already annoyed at having to put in energy—even as his grip tightened and he fucked into you properly.

you begged for more, and his eyes darkened, restraint finally snapping. his lips crashed against yours in a rough kiss before he flipped you onto your back, driving into you harder, the couch creaking with each thrust.

“gonna cum,” he warned flatly, right before spilling inside with a sharp snap of his hips. your body convulsed around him, dragged into your own release as you clawed at his back, leaving angry marks down his skin.

nagi groaned low, burying himself deep as he muttered:

“you’re really gonna make me explain these scratches to reo the next time we’re in the locker rooms, huh?”

but he didn’t slow—just kept thrusting until you were shaking apart beneath him, then pressed lazily at the bulge in your stomach with detached curiosity.

“...huh.”

he brushed your clit once more just to watch you twitch, then finally pulled out with a low sigh. his breath was warm against your ear as he finally settled, arms tightening around you like he’s afraid to let go. your body still hums from the aftershocks, skin slick against his, but all you can focus on is the way he’s looking at you now — softer, heavier, almost reverent.

“told you,” he mumbles, pressing a lazy kiss to your temple, “i do want you.”

you believe him without a single doubt.

₊˚ʚ authors note: another bllk post cos a girl has #hyperfixations anyways if there r any mistakes its not my fault i proofread ts like once

[lucidsei]

18+ a dare with loser!nagi . . . ‪‪❤︎‬

you swore it was just a dare. that this was supposed to be a joke, something to laugh about with your friends. but when the campus loser had you pinned to the sheets under him — his ridiculously huge cock grinding against all the right spots — it was getting harder and harder to remember how you ended up here in the first place.

each thrust felt like it was stripping away every ounce of control that you desperately tried to cling onto, unraveling you further when his pelvis met the curve of your ass.

“oh—fuck!” you cried, gripping onto the sheets helplessly. the sight of him hovering above you was almost unreal, caged in between his arms. this was the loser you got dared to sleep with? his cheeks were flushed in a light shade of pink, sweat beading on his temples before falling onto your skin. his hands were wrapped around your waist perfectly, holding you in place while he mercilessly drove into you. “you sure this—nngh—is your first time?” every word you managed to get out took effort, coming out in between choked cries and whines.

“mmm, does it look otherwise?” he rasped, his breath ghosting your collarbone before biting down on your skin. “you’re shaking so much.. wasn’t expecting a loser like me to be this good? good thing you decided to come see for yourself, hm?”

you could hear the faint cockiness dripping from his tone, unbothered and apathetic as he filled you up with languid strokes, leaving you clinging onto his shoulders. it was almost humiliating how effortless it was for him to completely ruin you, submitting to him fully and abandoning your pride. fuck this loser shit. no one’s held you like this before, no one’s fucked you like this before. “you know.. people call you a loser.” you said in between gasps, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close.

“haah—does it matter?” groaning into your skin, he melted into your warmth, the brutal rhythm turning into something that bordered on intimate. “not anymore.” you shook your head. “i’m starting to want to keep you to myself.”

“you sure you won’t get bored of a loser like me?” he asked, leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck. “i don’t come with much, just saying.”

“does it matter?” echoing his words, you pulled him in for a kiss with your legs wrapped tight around his waist. “if i want something i must have it. and in this case.. i want you.”

his gaze lingered on yours, looking closely. unyielding. like he didn’t want to look away, like he was looking for the slightest bit of hesitation — a sign of deceit. but there was none. gone was the lie — the trap he knowingly walked into — unarmed the moment he held you in his arms.

“sure. you can use me, play with me, tell your friends whatever you want..” he murmured, hot breath hitting your ears. “but next time, don’t wait for a dare.”

he knew. and he still let you.

© lucidsei ⋮ masterlist.

forgot how to write smut lol

[lucidsei]

18+ mating press with rin . . . ❤︎ ⋮ requested.

"aaah—hnnngh—so deep, rin!" you cried as he bottomed out inside of you, burying himself to the hilt, feeling your walls clench around him. he pushed your knees to your chest as he pulled out and rammed himself back into your tight cunt, drawing out choked moans from you, squelching noises playing with every push of his cock. "fuck—you were made for me, taking every inch like a good girl."

every thrust was deep, hitting and dragging against that spot that made your breath hitch. his pace was unrelenting, not giving you space to breathe or think, each snap of his hips making you cry out louder. "oh my god—ahh f—fuck—nnngh—too much!" your voice trembled, body shaking violently under him as he continued pounding into you like an animal. "too much? but this pussy is swallowing me so well." his hands tighten on the back of your knees, forcing it higher when you try to close your legs, keeping you spread wide open for him.

sweat is dripping down his temples now, landing on your flushed skin, glistening with sheen. his jaw was clenched, eyes locked on your face — watching every twitch, every tremor — drinking in the sight of you falling apart under him. every time you clawed at him, he only went deeper with a hiss, never slowing his pace. he had you pinned down like he was trying to keep you here forever. and when you tried to look away, he only grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze while he pounded into you harder like he was trying to split you open.

"'m gonna cum—oh my god—gonna cum, rin—!" you wailed, eyes rolling back as you felt the knot in your stomach snap. "yeaah, that's it. cum all over me, baby." he rasped, hips jerking into yours as he slowly reached his high too, feeling you shudder under him.

he pulled out, watching himself leak out of you before pushing it back in with his tip. your body was still trembling from the aftershocks, expression dazed as he planted a kiss to your cheek. "not done yet. can you take one more f'me, baby?"

it didn't really matter what your answer was, because he already had you folded in half, all ready to pound into you again anyway.

© lucidsei

[lucidsei]

18+ threesome with sae & bunny . . . ❤︎ ⋮ requested.

you’d never thought that you’d end up in this situation — pinned between two guys who had a burning hatred for each other, fighting on and off the field — it was more than just a rivalry, it was raw; a battle of egos. a testosterone parade, even. and when they took it to the bedroom, nothing could’ve prepared you for what was going to come. because they don’t play nice. not to each other, and certainly not when it comes to you either.

“she was mine first, but someone just had to be so greedy and fuck her too, huh?” sae rasped, slamming into your dripping cunt with one brutal thrust. “me? greedy? i think there’s someone else here who’s greedier, though.” bunny smiled. a mocking one. one that always got under sae’s skin. “i’m not the one taking two at once. come on, open up.” he cooed, pressing his tip against your lips, prying it open with a groan. “that’s it, taking me like a good little whore.”

every shove of sae’s cock drew muffled cries from you, pushing you forward on bunny’s dick, choking and gagging on the length. “hff—nnnghh—mmh!” tears slipped down your cheeks while vulgar noises filled the room — choked gurgles, obscene squelching, wet slaps of skin — you were stuffed full of their cocks, and they haven’t even reached the halfway point yet.

“damn, sae. you’re really splitting her open. you feel good being fucked like a slut?” bunny asked, his hands fisting in your hair, tilting your head up so he could get a clearer view of the wrecked expression on your face. “look at her—can’t even breathe right with you this deep.”

“quit talking and keep her busy. fuck—she clenches so tight every time you call her a slut.” sae groaned, slamming into you harder as he watched the way your walls gripped onto him every time he pulled back. his breath stuttered, hips jerking involuntarily as his thrusts turned sloppy. he was close, and so were you — gummy walls fluttering around his cock, body shaking violently in between them — you were slobbering all over bunny’s length, with drool dripping down your chin. “already?” bunny mocked. “s—shut up—fuck—slut’s taking me so well.” sae grunted, painting your walls white as you soaked the sheets, your moans sending vibrations down bunny’s cock.

“shiiiit ‘m so close—keep going—look at you choking like a whore.” bunny said with an obnoxious smile, guiding your head with his hands as you bobbed up and down his length. “switch.” sae said, with his usual cold expression, still buried inside of you. “whaaat? and you called me greedy? i haven’t even finished down her throat yet. you can wait.” bunny scoffed, battering the back of your throat without a care.

sae said nothing, listening to the sound of your suppressed gags and moans, your mouth being used like a toy for bunny. “come on, man. you had yours—i’m still using her.” bunny said. but when sae’s glare didn’t budge, that’s when he started getting irritated. “the fuck, sae? you filled her pussy, at least let me finish in her mouth.”

“at the end of the day, we all know who she belongs to. back off.” sae said, fingers digging into your waist, trying to reclaim possession of you. bunny only pushed your head deeper, groaning at the way your throat closed in on his length. “you think cumming in her once makes her yours? don’t make me laugh.”

“i didn’t agree to share.” sae reminded. “oh no, you hear that? he doesn’t like to share. guess we upset him.” bunny chuckled, tugging on your hair. but when you moaned, gushing and clenching around sae again with tears in your eyes as you glanced up at bunny, they didn’t know what to make out of it.

“…well, shit. look at her, she’s soaked.” bunny said, feeling amused, his cock starting to throb in your mouth just from the sight of you all dazed and fucked dumb. “you like it don’t you? being used like a toy? having us fight over you?”

“fuck, she really does.” sae muttered before pulling out and hammering back into you roughly with a groan. “what a fucking slut indeed.”

© lucidsei

[muriscenes]

kissing rin after giving him head, even though he hates it!

inspired by — @itoshigaze :3

Rin's favorite thing to receive from you was your head skills. Every time he won a game, he wanted you on your knees. Every time he lost a game, he wanted you on your knees. You never minded at all. After all, you loved pleasuring your man in that way. But one thing you hated was how he always refused to kiss you afterward.

The idea of him tasting his own cum on your lips turned him off completely. You thought it was stupid. I mean, you always allowed him to kiss you right after he ate you out. So, why was that a huge deal?

Today, you decided that would change. He was coming home around six and he had already told you that he wanted you on your knees the moment he laid down on that bed.

Rin walked in, looking tired from his day but with that familiar spark in his eyes when he saw you waiting in the bedroom. He kicked off his shoes, stripped out of his clothes quickly, and climbed onto the bed. Laying against the pillows, his cock already starting to harden as he spread his legs slightly. You moved toward him without a word, dropping to your knees between his thighs on the soft mattress.

You started with your usual routine. Licking the tip of his cock slowly, tasting the salty pre-cum that had gathered there. Your tongue circled the head, pressing flat against the sensitive underside. Rin let out a soft sigh, his hands resting on the sheets beside him. You wrapped your fingers around the base of his shaft and began rubbing up and down in firm strokes, feeling the veins pulse under your palm. You took more of him into my mouth, sliding your lips down the length until you reached halfway, then pulled back with a slight pop that echoed in the quiet room.

His groans grew louder as you repeated the motion, sucking harder each time. Bobbing your head steadily, hand twisting gently at the base to add extra friction.

Rin shifted his hips, thrusting upward into my mouth to push his cock deeper. The sudden movement made you gag a little, throat tightening around him involuntarily. He grabbed a handful of your hair, fingers tangling in the strands, and used that grip to guide me. He forced you down faster, making you take him deeper with each thrust.

The room filled with the wet sounds of your mouth working on him—slurps and pops mixing with his increasing moans. You could feel his cock throbbing against your tongue, growing even harder as you increased the suction. Rin bucked his hips again, driving into your throat.

Every time he was close to cumming, his right thigh would twitch slightly, the muscle contracting under his skin. So you quickened your pace right then, sucking vigorously and stroking the base with your hand in rapid motions. His groans turned into deeper, more urgent sounds. His grip on your hair tightened, pulling just enough to sting.

With a loud groan that filled the bedroom, Rin came with a loud groan. His cock pulsed hard in your mouth, shooting thick ropes of cum straight down your throat.

You kept your lips sealed around him, swallowing some but holding the rest in your mouth as he finished. His body relaxed, as he released my hair and let his head fall back onto the pillow.

“You’re the best, baby,” he muttered, his voice husky and satisfied. He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing heavily.

You kept the warm, salty pool of cum in your mouth, savoring the taste. Without wasting time, you climbed onto the bed and straddled his crotch, positioning your weight on his hips. His eyes opened, and he looked up at you with confusion creasing his brow. You leaned forward, face inches from his.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice uncertain. He placed his hands on your shoulders and tried to push you back gently.

You ignored him and closed the distance, pressing your lips to his in a firm kiss. He turned his head slightly, trying to avoid it, but you held his face with one hand and captured his mouth anyway. His eyes widened in surprise. Releasing the cum into his, letting it mix with his saliva and tongues mixing.

Rin whimpered against your lips. “Baby, wait—” he protested, his words muffled. He used his hands to push at my chest, exerting all his strength to create space between us. His legs shifting as he tried to twist away.

You didn’t let him escape as you grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head against the headboard. Your body weight kept him in place, knees digging into the mattress on either side of his hips. You kissed him more aggressively, forcing your tongue past his lips and into his mouth. The cum transferred fully, coating his tongue and the inside of his cheeks. He squirmed beneath you, bucking his hips upward in an attempt to throw you off, but that only pressed his softening cock against your core.

He resisted hard, turning his head side to side, but you followed his movements, keeping both mouths locked. His breaths came in short gasps through his nose, and his tongue pushed back against yours, then more deliberately as the taste spread. You held him down completely, forcing the kiss until he had no choice but to accept it.

Finally, with a loud gasp, you pulled away, breaking the contact. Strings of saliva and cum connected your lips for a second before snapping. You smiled down at him, feeling triumphant. “See, Rinnie? Perfectly fine.”

Rin laid there, staring up at the ceiling with his mouth covered by one hand. His cheeks flushed a deep red, spreading to his neck. He looked shocked and embarrassed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He wasn’t sure to feel turned on or scared. But his body betrayed him as his cock began to harden again beneath you, twitching against your thigh. The evidence of his arousal was clear, growing firmer with each passing second.

[draculiette]

licking the frosting off rin's dick ♡

"happy birthday, rinnie!"

rin groggily sits up in bed, blinking slowly at the figure standing by the doorframe. he squints at the silhouette—his wonderful girlfriend grinning wide, and wait! there's something in her hand. he rubs his eyes as you take a few steps closer. "i have a little something for you."

"you.. made me a cake?" he flushes red, looking up at you with those puppy-eyes that makes your heart flutter all the same. you swipe a finger across the cream-filled delicacy, retrieving a generous amount of frosting on your index before setting the cake aside. "what are you.." you hook a finger onto the waistband of rin's boxers, seeking permission.

holy shit. you were about to suck his dick for the very first time.

he swallows hard as you cheekily nuzzle your face against his growing heat, and ah, fuck. he's hard now. he steadies himself on the bed and pushes his hips forward, nodding in anticipation as you slip his boxers off. "eager, are we?" you smirk. his cock springs free and he looks away with pursed lips, flustered.

"look at you getting all shy." you smear the frosting right on the head of rin's dick, eliciting a groan from him. "let's see if i'm a good baker." you stick your tongue out, licking from the base right up to his swollen tip. your mouth envelopes his cock with surprising ease, and he nearly cums right then and there. "ah, ah! right there.." rin feels his girth nudge the back of your throat, making him throb.

the sweet tang of batter reaches your tastebuds almost immediately, and for a moment, you take a minute to admire the pretty noises pouring from his lips. he grasps onto your scalp, thumbs rubbing your temple. "come on, move." he demands brattily. you let it slide this once. he's lucky it's his birthday.

"mm, y'so big." you mumble with a mouthful of dick, making him wince from the added sensation. the visual of you bravely deep-throating his shaft with hollowed cheeks—smearing the frosting—all while gagging around the sheer size of it sent him into pure bliss. "i-i'm close, ah—d'you wanna.. pull y'self off now?" he stammers out, voice strained.

you were so focused on giving your boyfriend his special present that you completely ignored his warning. instead of pulling yourself off, you continue sucking at a furious pace, letting rin's cock bruise the back of your throat. his fingers dig into your scalp again. "fuck! 'm close, shit, gonna cum in your mouth, yeah?" you whimper around his dick, running your tongue over his sensitive tip.

rin's vision whites out at the edges and his load shoots right down your throat. his mouth falls open, imitating yours. "haah! shit, s'good for me.." you drink his seed right up, swallowing every last drop before pulling off his messy dick with a loud pop. "good girl." he leans in close, wiping the edge of your mouth with his sleeve. the subtle aftertaste of saccharine and cum settles on your tongue, but you didn't mind.

"open wide. let me see." his thumb tugs on your bottom lip, and you swear one of these days rin was going to make you cum from his voice alone. you comply obediently, and to his surprise, your mouth was completely clean. "fuck, you're so greedy. you swallowed it all, huh?" he hums, satisfied.

"only the best for the birthday boy."

a/n so glad i finished this right on time oml rinnie would not appreciate a late birthday post.. anyway happy bornthday my king this has to be one of my favs 🤤

lovely dividers by @leilakittya + @hyuneskkami

© draculiette ✧ do not copy or repost any of my work

[muriscenes]

kissing rin after giving him head, even though he hates it!

inspired by — @itoshigaze :3

Rin's favorite thing to receive from you was your head skills. Every time he won a game, he wanted you on your knees. Every time he lost a game, he wanted you on your knees. You never minded at all. After all, you loved pleasuring your man in that way. But one thing you hated was how he always refused to kiss you afterward.

The idea of him tasting his own cum on your lips turned him off completely. You thought it was stupid. I mean, you always allowed him to kiss you right after he ate you out. So, why was that a huge deal?

Today, you decided that would change. He was coming home around six and he had already told you that he wanted you on your knees the moment he laid down on that bed.

Rin walked in, looking tired from his day but with that familiar spark in his eyes when he saw you waiting in the bedroom. He kicked off his shoes, stripped out of his clothes quickly, and climbed onto the bed. Laying against the pillows, his cock already starting to harden as he spread his legs slightly. You moved toward him without a word, dropping to your knees between his thighs on the soft mattress.

You started with your usual routine. Licking the tip of his cock slowly, tasting the salty pre-cum that had gathered there. Your tongue circled the head, pressing flat against the sensitive underside. Rin let out a soft sigh, his hands resting on the sheets beside him. You wrapped your fingers around the base of his shaft and began rubbing up and down in firm strokes, feeling the veins pulse under your palm. You took more of him into my mouth, sliding your lips down the length until you reached halfway, then pulled back with a slight pop that echoed in the quiet room.

His groans grew louder as you repeated the motion, sucking harder each time. Bobbing your head steadily, hand twisting gently at the base to add extra friction.

Rin shifted his hips, thrusting upward into my mouth to push his cock deeper. The sudden movement made you gag a little, throat tightening around him involuntarily. He grabbed a handful of your hair, fingers tangling in the strands, and used that grip to guide me. He forced you down faster, making you take him deeper with each thrust.

The room filled with the wet sounds of your mouth working on him—slurps and pops mixing with his increasing moans. You could feel his cock throbbing against your tongue, growing even harder as you increased the suction. Rin bucked his hips again, driving into your throat.

Every time he was close to cumming, his right thigh would twitch slightly, the muscle contracting under his skin. So you quickened your pace right then, sucking vigorously and stroking the base with your hand in rapid motions. His groans turned into deeper, more urgent sounds. His grip on your hair tightened, pulling just enough to sting.

With a loud groan that filled the bedroom, Rin came with a loud groan. His cock pulsed hard in your mouth, shooting thick ropes of cum straight down your throat.

You kept your lips sealed around him, swallowing some but holding the rest in your mouth as he finished. His body relaxed, as he released my hair and let his head fall back onto the pillow.

“You’re the best, baby,” he muttered, his voice husky and satisfied. He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing heavily.

You kept the warm, salty pool of cum in your mouth, savoring the taste. Without wasting time, you climbed onto the bed and straddled his crotch, positioning your weight on his hips. His eyes opened, and he looked up at you with confusion creasing his brow. You leaned forward, face inches from his.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice uncertain. He placed his hands on your shoulders and tried to push you back gently.

You ignored him and closed the distance, pressing your lips to his in a firm kiss. He turned his head slightly, trying to avoid it, but you held his face with one hand and captured his mouth anyway. His eyes widened in surprise. Releasing the cum into his, letting it mix with his saliva and tongues mixing.

Rin whimpered against your lips. “Baby, wait—” he protested, his words muffled. He used his hands to push at my chest, exerting all his strength to create space between us. His legs shifting as he tried to twist away.

You didn’t let him escape as you grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head against the headboard. Your body weight kept him in place, knees digging into the mattress on either side of his hips. You kissed him more aggressively, forcing your tongue past his lips and into his mouth. The cum transferred fully, coating his tongue and the inside of his cheeks. He squirmed beneath you, bucking his hips upward in an attempt to throw you off, but that only pressed his softening cock against your core.

He resisted hard, turning his head side to side, but you followed his movements, keeping both mouths locked. His breaths came in short gasps through his nose, and his tongue pushed back against yours, then more deliberately as the taste spread. You held him down completely, forcing the kiss until he had no choice but to accept it.

Finally, with a loud gasp, you pulled away, breaking the contact. Strings of saliva and cum connected your lips for a second before snapping. You smiled down at him, feeling triumphant. “See, Rinnie? Perfectly fine.”

Rin laid there, staring up at the ceiling with his mouth covered by one hand. His cheeks flushed a deep red, spreading to his neck. He looked shocked and embarrassed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He wasn’t sure to feel turned on or scared. But his body betrayed him as his cock began to harden again beneath you, twitching against your thigh. The evidence of his arousal was clear, growing firmer with each passing second.

[mintmatcha]

also thinking about a very drunken hook up with your guy best friend. in the back of his car, so no one else knows.

he eats your pussy with an insane passion, spit on your stomach and thighs, then fucks his entire length into you as hard as he can. its only a couple minutes before you feel him throbbing and spilling inside you, but hes flipping you over before you can feel disappointed.

"gotta 'nother load," he groans. "Gonna give it to you. Not gonna waste this cunt,- god, been hiding a perfect hole from me-"

[mintmatcha]

also thinking about a very drunken hook up with your guy best friend. in the back of his car, so no one else knows.

he eats your pussy with an insane passion, spit on your stomach and thighs, then fucks his entire length into you as hard as he can. its only a couple minutes before you feel him throbbing and spilling inside you, but hes flipping you over before you can feel disappointed.

"gotta 'nother load," he groans. "Gonna give it to you. Not gonna waste this cunt,- god, been hiding a perfect hole from me-"

[little-bird1920-deactivated2024]

Being fucked by two guys that care about you at the same time is so amazing. So so amazing. 69ing with one while the other uses your hole. Especially when you can tell they care about each other as well. It feels so fucking good. It's overwhelming but amazing. Just picture two people calling you a good girl, and a total natural. Feeling the way they touch you so tenderly but with a dominance you're not used to. Hearing one of them call the other a good boy. It's literal heaven. I think I might be a little obsessed.

[4ngelb4ne]

i need to get roofied and dragged to the mens bathroom and just left there for men to rape my holes. men who look around, subtly check for cameras, and guiltily push into my cunt bc when are they gonna get a chance like this again? men who dont hesitate to degrade the whore in front of them, jerking off and cumming on my face so any future passerbys know what im there for. men who take pictures so they can send it to their friends and jerk off to it later. men who push a finger in my tight, raw ass to see if id wake up if they-

[vileputridity]

Getting gangraped at a house party in some stranger’s bed. Lying on your back in missionary with your arms duct taped above your head as a group of men you’ve never met before take turns on your holes, while one of them forces you to take vodka shots straight from the bottle. Feeling the pain dissolve into pure pleasure, getting dizzier with every sip, all of their dirty talk slurring together as you slip into a braindead state of bliss. Having load after load emptied into your cunt, inside your ass, onto your tits as they walk out of the room one by one, until you’re left filled up, coated in cum and all alone, ready to pass out without a care in the world.

[ickytreats]

Warning! This is between Consenting adults! This post includes fauxcest and mentions of breeding!

Shit...wait, I giggle as she keeps kissing me. No, she laughs and climbs onto me. They want a show, she starts to kiss down my neck. Do those perverts even deserve this show? Probably not, she laughs and pulls my shirt off. Behave, yeah...we don't give a damn we'll interrupt and give you both a punishment. So pretty, she ignores them while grabbing my tits and starts to play with them. My sister always did have the prettiest set, my brother glances at my boyfriend. We can always share...my sister is a good slut.

We can you hear you two, I sigh when she takes one of my nipples into her mouth. And we are watching you two, my brother says in a duh tone. I don't mind sharing, his girlfriend says as she pulls away from my nipple. Yeah because you love to be a whore, my boyfriend smiles at his sister. Maybe she can teach me a thing or two, I smile at him before pulling her into a kiss. Us girls make out as our boyfriends/brothers watch. I push her back onto the bed and climb on top of her. Sticking my bottom out at the guys, giving them a view of my exposed cunt. Never bothers with damn underwear around the house, my brother moans softly.

That makes two of them, my boyfriend watches as I spread his sisters thighs open. Inviting me between them as i gladly take the invitation. Both of us exposed for them to see, they are already wet too. My brother shakes his head as my boyfriend smiles. Can't blame them, I'm already hard just watching. He grunts and starts to palm himself, yeah I'll give you that. My brother agrees as he does the same and I trail kisses down my boyfriend's sister's body. She gasps softly as I finally get to her cunt and kiss it sweetly, fuck...big bro you never told me she was so good at this. I could've told you that, my brother laughs and pulls out his cock. Slowly stroking it as I eat out his girlfriend, yeah...she's got a big oral fixation.

She pulls on my hair and makes me look up at her. I just smile dumbly and proudly. She laughs then pushes me back down with a soft moan, I'll enjoy it. Oh I know you will little sis, my boyfriend shuffles out of his own clothes and strokes his cock. Walking over to his sister and grabbing her by the hair. Be nice to my girlfriend, he says as he watches his sister push my face further into her cunt. He does the same to her, pulling her by the hair to suck his cock. How about you be nice to mine? My brother jokes as he follows along. Spanking my bottom before dragging his cock between my slits. She likes getting used...I should know she is my little sister. My boyfriend says smugly as he fucks his sisters face. As big brothers we should definitely know, my brother pushes into me.

The room filled with moans and wet noises. My boyfriend's sister is cumming in my mouth in minutes. Moaning against his cum making him groan and throw his head back. Pulling away as she pants, precum and spit falling onto her chest. Fuck! She made me cum so hard! She laughs and pushes me away as my big brother pulls out. I smile and laugh proudly as I lay on the bed. We told you, she's obsessed with oral shit. My brother laughs and pulls me back towards him by the ankle. This time on my back, my boyfriend does the same to his sister. All of us side by side as they settle in between our legs, pushing into our cunts.

You know your brothers a big breeder right? She turns her head to look at me. I nod my head, runs in the family I guess. I giggle then moan when my big brother starts fucking me. She moans with me as my boyfriend does the same. Your brother...loves to fuck deep, I say between moans. Fuck... I know...it used to be so hard to take him all, she admits as she starts playing with her own tits. We should do this more often, my boyfriend glances at my brother. Definitely, missed fucking my little sisters cunt... My brother moans and glances back at him.

[ickytreats]

Free use with mamma even in public? 🧨

A thing about good moms is that they are willing to do ANYTHING for their kids. So any good mom needs to be free use if they truly love their kids. It doesn't matter where they are, what they are doing, or who they are with. True good moms have no limitations to their love so there's no limits to how they can be used.

In the morning? Her oldest son is walking in with his morning wood. He's already running late for work so he can't spend time with her. Pulls her panties to the side as she sleeps and gets to work. Fucking her hard and quick until she wakes up moaning. Her tits bouncing with each thrust as her eyes open. Smiles at him and says good morning, grabbing her phone like this is nothing. Checking the weather for the day and telling him to bundle up through her moans. Pulling out and stroking his cock, covering her in his cum before getting off the bed. Telling her bye, that he'll be home later.

In the kitchen? Her legs are a little wobbly but she has to make breakfast for the others. She's cleaned up and has the biggest smile on her face. Her oldest daughter is coming into the room. Telling her mom good morning while watching her make breakfast. She's wearing the prettiest and smallest nightgown, matching sets for the girls actually. Her daughter makes a comment about how she heard her big brother leave. Lifts moms nightgown to see her puffy cunt. The two oldest always need to be equal so her daughter is fucking mom too. Her girlcock going in and out of mom but unlike her brother she's slow. Letting mom cook while she uses her. Shuffling around the kitchen together as breakfast is being made. Her oldest daughter cums inside of her, mom getting a little extra shaky as cum drips from her cunt onto the kitchen floor.

In the living room? Her middle child coming in and cuddling up to her. Sometimes they just need mom and me time! But cuddle sessions usually turn into some light groping sessions with him. She feels him grabbing her thighs as she watches the tv. Pulling down her shirt down and playing with her tits before sucking on them. Grabbing moms hand and pushing it into his sweats. Making her finger him, showing her exactly how to do it and what pace he wants it. All until he's cumming on her fingers and relaxing on her.

Going out? Her youngest daughter stops her at the door. Whining about something with tears in her eyes. Mom tries to comfort her while getting ready, she's literally out the door but her daughter comes first, she just needs to vent. Her daughter is pushing her to kneel and lifting her skirt up. Leaning on the wall she lifts her leg over Mom's shoulder and pulls mom closer. Mom starts eating her out while trying to put her shoes on. Her daughter is moaning and trying to get her words out.

Grocery shopping? Her youngest son insisted on going with her. He was finally having a lazy day and was craving some mom time. He talked to her the whole drive and then when they got to the store he went silent. After a while of shopping he's trapping mom between the cart and him. Pressing his bulge against her with a soft whine. Looking around making sure there's no people and no camera. Pulling her dress up, panties the side, and pulling his cock out. Pushing into her in one swift move, making her gasp and look around. Biting her lip as she goes back to reading the label on something. If anyone passed by they'd hopefully just think it's a son hugging his mama from behind. At the cash register she's squirming as she feels her son's cum leaking onto her panties.

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That one friend group that sees each other as family and are a little too close. 2 of them being crazy into Fauxcest while the other 2 are clueless. We are like a family, he laughs and places his big hands over his hardon trying to hide it. I'm the Dad since I'm the oldest and usually take charge, we all laugh and nod along.

That means I'm the big brother, one of our friends says. Can I be the youngest daughter then? I smile and play along. He bites back a moan at the thought and nods. I'm all of y'all's mom so be on your best behavior, she playfully scolds us. Yes, mom we understand. We all say through laughter, we wouldn't want you or dad to punish us. I playfully nudge him then press my cheek onto your shoulder. Fucking suck up, hey! You kiss your mother with that mouth? He laughs as he tries to adjust himself while pulling me closer. I do actually, he leans in and kisses our friend the one who claimed to be the mom of the group.

I gasp, that's fucked up. I laugh as they pull away from the kiss. I snuggle up to my friend more but notice how he bulges in his pants. I blush and glance at him, are you- don't fucking say it little girl. He says under his breath as he grabs my hip and squeezes as my eyes widen in shock. I nod and just go back to being snuggled up into his side. Fucked up but low-key hot don't lie, he gets shoved. Dude I literally just said I was your mother, okay? Milf! Not like you're actually my mom. Pack it up mommy kink, she rolls her eyes but smiles. Come on, mama...give your son another kiss. He teases and grabs her pulling her next to him. She laughs and grabs his neck, you are such a little shit... my "son" should behave and stop being so freaky. He smiles at her when he feels her grip tighten.

No one says anything about her and her damn kinks! He points at me and my eyes widen, I'm innocent! I laugh, innocent? Look at you playing your cards right! Acting like you aren't cuddled up because you want something, just like a spoiled daughter. All curled up in Dad's lap- he can't continue his rambles when "mom" tightens her grip and pulls him in close. Don't yell at your sister like that, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer, I feel his bulge against my thigh. I think we should drop this family thin- I'm cut off. Listen to your father, little boy. She laughs and shakes him softly by the neck, they do not know what they are playing into. My "brother" clears his throat and looks at me flustered. Y-yeah we should totally drop this, he grabs the blanket and throws it over his lap.

What? Can't handle your mother, son? Maybe you should handle your "daughter" and I'm not your so- she pushes him against the couch and pulls the blanket off of him while climbing into his lap. His eyes widen and his breathing gets heavy. He's not your what? Okay! I think this is enough, I go to stand up but let out a loud squeal as I'm pulled back. I think you should watch your big brother. This is insane! Both of you are actually into this?! So are you, baby... What?! No! Mhm the bulge under me says otherwise. She grinds down on him and he whimpers as he throws his head back. I look away blushing with wide eyes, this isn't something we should be watching.

He grabs my face and makes me look at him, Dad is gonna have his own fun with you since you don't wanna watch your mother and big brother. What? I gasp when I get pushed back on the couch (L shaped couch for the sake of the plot) My head hanging off the edge getting a clear view of my friends. She's still grinding on him as he squirms and whimpers. I feel him get between my legs and run his hands up and down my thighs. Right when his hands are going to touch my covered cunt I squeal and grab his wrist as I close my legs. This is dirty! Twisted! I-im not calling you dad! Or mom! Or big brother! She has a point! He tries to push her off but gets pinned down again.

Another squeal leaves my lips when he shoves my hands away, pushing my skirt up, and forcing my legs open. A hand falls on my clothed cunt as the other grabs my face making me look at him. Shut up and listen to your father! You want to be a bad girl like your brother? I hear a loud grunt leave my friend and, fuck! Stop! No...shit...he whimpers. Suddenly my head is forced back and with an upsidedown view I see how she has her panties pulled to the side. How quick did she manage to do that? She's pulling on his zipper and boxers. Pulling his hard cock out, I watch as he tries to shake her off but she over powers him. Suddenly a hard hit lands on my cunt and my attention is pulled back to him.

You like watching your mom and big brother? He gives me a taunting smile, stop calling them that. Another hit and my hips jolt as I whine, behave for dad. He feels my cunt up through the fabric, I can already tell you're wet from this. I feel my eyes tear up as he pulls my panties down. Shhh, it's okay. I got you, sweetheart. He starts to rub my clit and leans over me. His mouth going for my exposed neck, you aren't bad for liking this. You are so good and sweet, best girl for dad. His words, his touch, and watching mom and big bro my friends. It's all so much as a whine leaves my lip, who am I? Come on, baby...tell me. He grabs the couch cushion and shakes his head, no...I'm not falling for it. He pants and whimper as she keeps riding him.

She forces him into a kiss and so slightly changes her riding position. His eyes widen into a kiss and his plea is muffled until she pulls away. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Mom! Mom! Ah! Shit! Slow, please mom! I won't...I won't last! Look at that... your brother is finally behaving, he pulls away for a second and taps my cunt. I look away from them as I lift my head and look at him. This isn't...this feels... I know sweetie. Feels so dirty doesn't it? He looks at me dead in the eyes as he undoes his belt. Like you shouldn't like it, that it's terrible, and some shame. He yanks his belt off as my eyes tear up again. It's not, it's just play...not like you actually mean it. He says softly as he undoes his button and pulls down his zipper.

I don't... I know you don't, just like I don't. I just crave a special sense of authority, he pushes his boxers down and my eyes widen. You crave a special sense of care, he strokes his cock. Plus some traumas, neglect, and issues along the way...then we end up here. He lets go of his cock and pulls me closer by my thighs. Yeah but- I don't finish my sentence when he's pushing into me. Fuck! I squeal and hit his chest, be a nice daughter. He groans, such a tight cunnie...so precious. He grabs my hands and pins them down as he kisses my neck. Slowly thrusting in and out of me as I pant trying to get used to the feeling. Look at your sister, she forces him to look my way. No... she's- the youngest? Naive? That's exactly why Dad should take care of her. She forces him to look at her again, that's why mom is taking care of you...right? He whimpers and nods, say it. That's why mom is taking care of me... He whines then she kisses him, good boy.

Be a good daughter for dad and stop holding back. I let out a loud whine, come on sweetie. Be good for your father, he lets go of my hands to sit up and grabs a cushion. Lifting my hips and forcing it under me. Fixing our position he tightens his hold on my hips, fucking into me quicker. I choke up at the new angle, dad! That's it! Good girl! All you can hear are stupid repeats of Mom, Dad, Mom, Dad as they use us. Who's little girl are you? Dad's! Fuck...not gonna last with you, he laughs through his pants. I'm so close, I whine and start to squirm. Don't run from it, he moans. You take everything that Dad give you like the good girl you are. Cum in mom, baby... She moans and his eyes widen, really? Mom wants all your cum, be a good son and cum for me.

[ryulmyman]

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Ohyul cum already because of ur delicious mouth sucking him really deep.

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warnings: NSFW audio, really short, kinda loud(?), soft moans,MDNI‼️, if u don’t like it, don’t report just block me. Um enjoy 😔 hope some1 will do it better than me.

I’m not really proud of this one but at least it does actually sounds like him lmaoo, byyye. 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️ I—