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Genshin Impact
Poppy Playtime
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Summary: VISUALLY VERY VERY GRAPHIC SCENARIOS for gachiakuta characters.
Relationships: various x reader (arkha, enjin, tamsy, gris, bro, jabber, follo, semiu, tomme, zodyl, bundus and too lily)
Tags: Smut, fem!bodied reader but itâs friendly for anyone with fem!genitalia
TW: Straight up porn! If you donât like that, please dni đ, smut, VERY FREAKY.
A/N: I highkey feel like nasty for posting this but I just HAD to get this out of my head. Iâm only posting something like this once and then go back to our regular programming guys đ (unless you guys like this, let me know)
Also friendly reminder my requests are open!
Arkha Corvus - Gentle dom
oh, heâs been at his office for days, hasnât he? he must be so stressed right? You just had to go help him!
Shhh, be patient, he has to go slow. Otherwise itâll hurt, and you wonât be able to walk later, dove. Let him take the reins, alright?
Youâve been such a brat today, this is what you wanted, right? With all that teasing. Heâs sorry, but you gotta learn how to be goodâĄ
Heâs always so sweet to you, putting your pleasure above his own. Itâs one of the many ways he has of making up to you that heâs not around as much as heâd want to be :(
He likes to eat sweet things. Like you!
Enjin - Dom
Type of shit heâll do to tease you.
He canât take his eyes off you. How could he when the view is this good?
After a long, dangerous and tired mission, the only thing he needs is you.
Good morning, baby! âĄ
Spread them legs for me.
Tamsy Caines - Meanest dom of them all
âYou want to cum? Okay, then cum on me.â
Absolutely not, you wonât be getting anything else, you donât deserve more.
Heâll disappear for a day off sometimes and then come back with the prettiest lingerie set youâve ever seen. Just so he can fuck you in it. You wonder where he buys it thoughâŠ
He loves to make you watch yourself in the mirror while he fingers you. He owns you and he wants you to know that.
This is as vanilla and loving that youâll get from Tamsy Caines âĄ
Gris Rubion - Gentle dom
Nights like these with him are usually like this. He doesnât fuck, he makes love to you.
He really knows what heâs doing with those hands.âĄ
He doesnât have to hold back when heâs with you right? Let him have this, yeah? Just for a little while. Heâll make it up to you later.
How sweet he is, isnât he?
Youâre so relieved when he comes back to you in one piece. And he has to make sure youâre real, you gotta feel heâs really alive.
Bro Santa - Gentle dom
Heâs always so careful with you! And heâs sorry, but he has to make sure that youâre well bred! You can handle him, canât you?
Iâm sorry, but no one canât convince me he isnât a boobs man, and heâll take any chance he gets to grab them âĄ
Oh those sweet, sweet moments that you manage to get to yourselves⊠no missions, no kids, just you and him
Talking about those kind of days, just imagine waking him up like this
Heâs the biggest of them all btw. Sure you can take it, right?
Jabber Wonger - Switch (heavy sub lean)
He loves it when you overstimulate himâ the pain that comes when you donât stop sucking the life out of him. Hell, heâll beg for more.
Fuck yes! He loves it when you ruin his orgasms. Edge him. Edge him. EDGE HIM until he canât anymore.
Push.his.head.in.between.your.thighs. Heâd die a happy man.
Finger his ass. Teach him what it feels like to be stretched open (though he already does, this freak does it to himself too)
He enjoys being the one in pain, the one who gets punished and receive the meanest treatments from you. But heâll take charge from time to time. Spices things up, donât it?â
Follo Tunito - Switch (slightly service dom lean)
The first few times Follo and you were together were a bit awkward, fumbling and not knowing what to do or say because he had non to little experience. Thank god heâs a quick learner.
âAm I being good? How are you feeling baby?â Please tell him heâs doing a good job, he loves the praise.
Quick! You donât have much time before you have to go on a mission! Gosh, couldnât you both wait a bit longer?
Heâd die before admitting that he loves it when you take care of him like this. But in the privacy of your room, he manages to ask you to do this for him âĄ
To him, youâre a deity. And he wants to worship you in the ways he knows you deserve. He loves to have your body in his arms and just show you his love.
Semiu Grier - Dom
(drooling)
More often than not, this is the sight that greets you whenever you get to your room after mission that last too long. Can you blame her? Reading magazines isnât enough anymore!
Semiu will never bottom, but sheâll let you slurp on her tits if you beg enough. (Pro tip: call her mommy, sheâll fold)
Thereâs absolutely nothing she loves more than using toys in bed with you! Itâs just so fun âĄ
Literally her wet dreams. Let her bounce on your face please, she promises to be careful. Mostly.
Sheâll ride you to oblivion by humping her pussy against yours! Say thank you! âĄ
Tomme Mima - Switch (sub lean)
She loves being roughened up, doesnât she? Thatâs why sheâll willingly be on all fours for you. Sheâs so good to you, isnât she? She deserves to have her reward, right?
Lip kisses! (Or well⊠those other lips kisses)âĄ
Makeup date where you were supposed to be trying the new eyeshadows, lipstick shades and brushes that you bought from the market⊠that took a turn when Tomme said she wanted to play with your pussyâŠ
âW-wait!â The shriek coming from Tommeâs room when you entered while she was busy was loud. Sheâs so embarrassed but⊠if you want to watch her then⊠sure you can.
Awww, youâre both so cute and lovey dovey!âĄ
Zodyl Typhon - Mean dom
That fucking attitude of yours will get you nowhere, you want to cum so fucking bad? Hm, be grateful heâll even let you do this.
Yeah, thatâs right. Stay put like you should.
Shut up and take it. âThatâs right, good little slutâ Help him de stress. Everything is so loud lately that he just wants to loose himself in you for a while.
Thereâs no time for games or foreplay. Lay down and let him do his thing.
You did a good job today. Hereâs what you asked him for.
Bundus Begalkeit - Dom
Heâs a pretty old school man. But donât get it twisted, it doesnât mean that when itâs the right time, he wonât fuck you good. Because he will.
Listening to: Whoâs you daddy by Toby Keith
âWe canât go raw, honey.â He tried to say to you when there were no condoms to be found. But he wasnât really complaining when you guided him inside you.
He knows your body like the palm of his hand. His years of experience always come in handy for himâ well, especially for you.
He has big ass hands.
Too Lily - Switch (heavy gentle dom lean)
âWhoâs mommyâs pretty partner? You are baby! And youâre being so good for me too. Just a bit longer yeah? I want to enjoy you for a little longerâ
She just loves you so much⊠let her hold you closer, yeah? Sheâll make you feel good âĄ
âYou sure you can handle this strap? Itâs pretty bigâ she asks you with just the tiniest bit of concern. Which goes away the second you start bouncing on it.
She loves to fuck you like this while still in her performance outfits. She finds it very hot.
Oh, she loves to eat you out. Wonât you sit on her face and ride it?
â cw. . . fem!canine hybrid!reader x enjin, dumbification, praise, fÄ«ngering, squirting, mouth inspections, use of 'puppy' and 'pup', enjin calls himself daddy once, jabber's fucked up toxins having a weird side effect
"what's got you all upset at me, huh? why's my lil' pup all riled up?"
"e-enjin, i told you, stop talking to me like that!"
swish, swish, swish!
"oh my god, you can't even lie! look at that tail, such a good girl!"
you did your hardest to crawl out of his lap as he sits on the edge of the bed, the back of your neck burning as you let out a low, embarrassed growl. his praises and laughs just kept coming, cooing as he kept petting all over you just to see your tail wag.
this was weird, so fucking weird.
after an encounter with that masochistic freak with who wouldn't stop whining about accidentally injecting you with the wrong thing as he was essentially dragged away by someone on his team, you've been stuck with...this.
a long, fluffy tail that seemed to have a mind of it's own with a matching pair of fluffy ears at the top of your head, and this annoying blond loser who wouldn't stop talking to you like you were an actual dog.
his teasing was just making you more and more flustered, more embarrassed before suddenly something inside of you couldn't take all of the warmth swirling inside of youâ
"ow, fuck!"
he yanked his fingers back from where he was pinching your cheek, looking at them with furrowed brows. you...bit him. you didn't even realize you had snapped forward, nipping him right on his finger tips.
"did...did you just bite me?"
the reaction is instant.
"'m sorry, 'm sorry, i-i didn't mean it!" you scrambled, popping his fingers in your mouth as you let out a long whine, a sudden fear washing over you, a fear that you truly haven't ever felt before. little tears pricked the corner of your eyes. "a-am i bad? 'm sorry, jin, i-i didn't mean it, 'm bad..."
hearing you slur your words against his fingers while your tongue dragged over the bite, feeling how sharp your canines are now, seeing how your tail stopped wagging and your ears flattened against your head...it's almost too much, you're too fucking precious.
but hearing you sound truly sad, truly heartbroken that you hurt him, that you made him upset, it's new, it's not you, you're usually cocky and smug when you mark him.
you truly look like a kicked puppy.
he can't have that, not when his pretty girl is tearing up in his lap, whining as you try to soothe the wound with that warm tongue.
"say it again, baby."
"i...i-i'm your good puppy, 'm a good girl," you slur around his thick fingers. tears are pouring down your hot cheeks as you sit on enjin's lap with your back against his chest, clothes discarded somewhere on the floor.
the room swirls around you, so dizzy and drunk from the pleasure assaulting your senses. his fingers slide in and out from your cunt, ilicting wet, sloppy noises as he literally scoops slick from your pussy to rub mean circles into your clit.
you feel the need to squirm away, but your body feels so heavy, like you know if you move, you'll get scolded, and...for some reason, the thought makes you whine, hips trying to grind into his hand.
"that's my girl, taking it just like she needs to," enjin coos into your ear, teasingly nipping at it tjust o watch how it flinches away. they're so sensitive, just blowing against it makes you violently squeeze down on his fingers. "pretty puppy just needed her jin to show her how cute she is, yeah?"
you can barely form words, moaning around the digits in your mouth that keep running over your teeth. he's uncaring about the drool that drips down his wrist as he traces over your sharp canines again, the same ones that got you in this position.
he hums, dipping his other fingers back inside your pussy just to hear that relieved moan. "never call yourself bad again, baby, that shit broke my heart. seein' you all sad, all puppy eyes, and, god, the way your ears got all sad and droopy...don't do that to me baby, makes a man weak."
he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, trailing his wet hand down your chest to the soft pudge of your tummy before meanly pressing down right above your pussy.
"i don't want a sad puppy, okay? i want a happy, dumb lil' pup...just like this."
his fingers immediately speed up, curling up to hit that spot that makes you wail his name and dig your hands into him forearms. mm, even your nails feel a bit sharper, the press of them against his skin making him his and grind up into you.
"j-jin, enjin, j-jinnn," is all you can get out, eyes wide as you watch him pop in a third finger, stretching you out to the point your eyes roll back. "o-ohmygodd, mmhhfuck!"
"don't cum, don't cum yet," he pleads into your ear, panting as he works his fingers in and out of you and letting out a deep groan when he sees your creaming on him, a nice frothy ring of it accumulating at the base of his fingers.
but you aren't listening, too empty brained to focus on that. all you can think of in your poor, dumb little brain is 'cum, he's making you feel good, gotta cum, show him 'm good, show him that he makes me feel good/'
"mm-mm, baby, don't," is the warning you get when you try to touch your clit, hands shaking as they creep down lower. "you wanna be a good girl for me, riiiight?"
the nod you give him is aggressive, he can't help but chuckle at little. you're so honest, you aren't as bratty as you usually are. whatever that freaky little scientist injected you with turned you into the cutest little submissive pile of mush for him and he was loving it.
"then let me work, puppy, 'm gonna make you squirt for me, okay? think you can do that? oh, who am i kidding..."
a firm slap to your cunt has you gasping, eyes squeezing shut from holding back your orgasm, before a strangled noise escaped your throat when his fingers pop right back in and get to that same speed that was driving you mad.
"of course you can, you're my good girl."
that has you squeezing him tight, eyes rolling back at the thought. you've done it before, but hearing him say it always makes that heat in your stomach grow hotter. he's such a perv.
but he's been going on for so long, holding back feels like torture...until something starts to spread all throughout your body. a warm that feels like it's burning you, feeling it in the tips of your fingers, and reaching your head.
"aww, theeere she is..."
enjin can feel how you trembling against him, body tensing in his lap as that unbearable pleasure starts to wash over you, your breaking point not too far away. the hazy away look in your eye, the way your mouth hangs open in uncontrollable moans...you look so, so pretty.
but then you start get squirmy and he can already tell you're going to try and run from it, his hand pressing harder on your tummy to keep you still so you can't do anything but take it. after all, he knows just what you need and he's going to give it to you.
"c-cum, 'm gonna cum, jin, too much, c-can'tâ!"
"shh, yes you can baby, c'mon, don't fight it, give it to me."
you're curling forward as you sob, begging him to wait, to give you a second, but then the hand on your stomach moves to your throat and pulls you back against him, giving a squeeze and his deep voice is practically growling in your ear.
"don't you wanna be good for me? cum, baby, soak my fucking fingers like a good little puppy."
that's all it takes. his little praise, the mean press of his fingers, it's all too much and you explode. you arch against him, practically screaming out his name as you cum, and you cum hard. his fingers are practically forced out of you as you squirt, a wet spray of your fluids shooting out and soaking his hand.
without hesitation, he's working at your clit, swiping it side to side to prolong your orgasm. you look so cute, so fucking adorable like this, trembling against him as you just chant his name over and over again.
tears are pouring down your face as you hiccup, another thick gush pouring out of you and all over his hand and sweatpants, soaking him entirely. you don't realize that you're babbling his name over and over again, chanting 'love you's and 'thank you's over and over again before finally letting out a huff and going limp in his lap.
it's fuzzy, everything feels light and floaty. you can barely process the soft kisses being presses against your face, little murmurs of...something in your ear. whatever it is, your subconscious likes it, because you can feel your tail wagging behind you. he must have turned you around in his lap while you were out of it to hold you to his chest...the realization makes you feel even floatier.
once you finally come up, you can hear it better, enjin's voice no longer sounding like it was underwater.
"such a good girl for me."
"my pretty pup's got some teeth on her."
"see? you're not bad at all, just needed some praise."
"if you would've waited, i would've told you i liked when you bit me."
a little grumble as you hide your face in his chest lets him know your back with him, his hand gently rubbing up and down the skin of your back.
"hi, baby."
"mmpph..."
enjin can't help but chuckle at that. still shy, it seems. he understands, continuing his soothing movements and tracing your spine.
"you feeling alright," he asks, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his head. he has to "lost you for a second there baby. i didn't do too much, right?"
it takes a moment for you to learn how to speak again, but you just nod. "no, 'm okay. felt good...t-thank you." you let yourself collect your thoughts, still a bit fuzzy brained from that overwhelming orgasm. your still throbbing, and you can't tell if that means you want more or not.
a moment goes by and it's quiet as he continues to...to...
you immediately sit up, face turned into absolute embarrassment and horror as your brain clicks into place what he's doing.
"are you petting me?!"
he just responds with a big grin before trailing his hand down your back. "maybe i am. wanna see something i learned while i was?" he doesn't even let you respond, your mouth opening before he rubs his fingers around the skin where the base of the tail is and you let out the cutest little whine, arching your back to get more pressure before you catch yourself.
"now ain't that cute?"
"e-enjinnn!"
you try to scramble out of his lap, shrieking about what a pervert he is, how mean he is for teasing, but he just cackles, standing up to turn and toss you onto the bed. "yeah, yeah i know, i'm mean, i'm the worse, but..."
he climbs on the bed after you, savoring the way your ears perk up in alert. in a quick motion, his shirt is off, grinning at your eyes immediately snapping to his hypnotic, tattooed skin. you can't stop the whimper that forces its way out of your throat when he crawls over top of you, a hand palming himself through his sweats that you desperately wish he would take off sooner.
"don't you wanna see how that'll feel if i fuck you from behind, pup? c'mon, lemme play with my pretty puppy a little more before you go back to normal."
» everybody has wondered about a little extra fun in their sex life right? After your own curiosity got the better of you Lohen ended up being the person to help you discover new things about yourself
âź â âwarnings: explicit smut, light bondage, orgasm denial, chocking, teasing/dirty talk, dom Lohen, possible grammar mistakes
âź â âauthorâs note: This is partly for my good friend who recently became a Lohen fan and discoveredâŠthings about herself. Human Nature by Madonna was playing on repeat while writing this.
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You hadnât meant for the evening to end like this.
One moment you were engaged in sharp tongued banter in a quiet corner of the Knightsâ headquarters, the next Lohen had you backed against the door of his quarters with that infuriating, cocky smile on his lips. His hair was slightly disheveled from patrol, dull red eyes gleaming with a predatory focus resembling a predator.
âCareful,â heâd murmured earlier, voice low and teasing as his fingers brushed your wrist. âKeep looking at me like that and I might start thinking you want me to ruin you.â
Youâd laughed it off. You werenât inexperienced, but this? The heat pooling low in your belly at the promise in his tone was new. Dangerous. Intriguing.
And it seems a single âHey, are you free tonight?â, was able to get his attention.
Lohenâs quarters were still exactly as you remembered them. One bed, one chair, an armoryâs worth of blades arranged with obsessive care along the wall. The only thing out of place was you, standing in the middle of it while he circled you like a man who already knew how this night was going to end.
When your hands lifted to take your clothes off, which felt like they were suffocating you, your wrist was caught mid air. A strong grip.
âIâll do it.â
He didnât rush.
âArmâs up.â
Long fingers caught the hem of your shirt and lifted it slowly, knuckles dragging deliberately over your stomach as he peeled the fabric up and over your head. He tossed it somewhere behind him without looking, eyes never leaving yours.
âBeen thinking about this,â he said, voice low and pleased with himself. âHow youâd look when I finally got you out of all these layers.â
He unhooked your bra, the little click sounded obscenely loud in the quiet room. Sliding the straps slowly down your arms, letting his thumbs brush over your nipples on the way. The cool air hit you at the same time his mouth did. Got, open mouthed kiss just below your collarbone, teeth grazing.
âYouâre shivering,â he murmured against your skin, cocky little smirk audible in his voice. âCold?â
He dropped to one knee to deal with your pants, dragging them and your underwear down together in one smooth motion. His hands skimmed up the backs of your thighs as he rose again, stopping just short of where you were already aching for him.
âLook at you,â he said, tilting his head, red eyes gleaming in the lamplight. âStanding here so pretty and patient. Do you like this, hm? Being stripped down in my room like youâre something I get to unwrap.â
Even though he was looking up at you and you were looking down on him, it still felt like you were staring at beast about to eat you.
You swallowed. Your voice came out thinner than you meant it to. âMaybe. I told you Iâm justâŠfeeling things out.â
Lohen laughed, a deep sound vibrating in his chest. âRight.â He stood up, threw your clothes on an unused chair.
âOn the bed,â he ordered, voice still light, still flirty, but there was steel underneath. âHands above your head.â
You moved. The bed creaked under your weight. Lohen followed, pulling something from the neat row of gear on the wall, soft but strong leather straps, the kind he probably used for securing equipment. Or prisoners. The thought sent an unexpected thrill through you.
He bound your wrists together with practiced ease, then secured them to the headboard. Not tight enough to hurt, but tight enough that you couldnât pull free. The restriction made your breath catch.
Lohen sat back on his heels between your spread thighs and just looked at you for a long moment, cocky grin widening.
âSafe wordâs âdoor,ââ he said quietly, eyes meeting yours. Serious for one heartbeat. âYou say it and everything stops. Understood?â
You nodded.
âGood girl.â
One hand wrapped around your throat. Not squeezing yet, just resting there, thumb stroking the side of your neck.
âNew rule tonight,â he said, leaning down until his mouth brushed yours. âYou donât come until I say. Not once. Not even close. I want to see how long you can last for me.â
Your breath hitched. He felt it under his palm and smiled against your lips.
âYeah. Thatâs the one. You like that idea.â
He gave you a kiss. Not the little kitten kisses. Deep, filthy, all tongue and teeth while his free hand slid between your legs. Two fingers dragged through your folds, already slick, and circled your clit with lazy, devastating precision. You moaned into his mouth and he chuckled against it.
Bringing his hand up between both your faces, so you could see. Your own slick glistening his fingers, a clear strip stretching between his fingers.
âYouâre all soaked,â he teased, voice rough. âFilthy little thing. Iâm going to ruin you so nicely.â
He worked you slow. Fingers dipping inside, curling, pressing right where you needed while his thumb kept that steady, torturous circle on your clit. Every time your hips started to roll, every time your breathing went ragged and your thighs trembled, he eased off. Slowed. Stopped completely once, fingers buried deep but motionless while you clenched around him and whined.
âPleaseââ
âPlease what?â He squeezed your throat lightly, just enough to make your head spin. âUse your words.â
âIâŠI need to come,â you gasped, hips twitching uselessly against his still hand.
Lohen chuckled, low and dark. âNot yet. Youâre doing so well, but I want to hear you beg a little more. Listen to how desperate you sound already.â He curled his fingers again, pressing firmly against that spot inside you, but kept the movement agonizingly shallow. âDoes it feel good when I touch you here? When I keep you right on the edge like this?â
You nodded frantically, a broken moan escaping as he added a third finger, stretching you open.
âWords,â he reminded you, thumb brushing your clit in feather-light strokes.
âYes, fuck, yes it feels good. Please, Lohen, Iâm so closeâŠâ
He pulled his fingers out completely, leaving you clenching around nothing. You cried out in frustration, tugging at the restrains around your wrists.
âShhh. Poor thing.â He brought his slick fingers to your lips again. âOpen. Taste yourself while I tell you how pretty you look when youâre denied.â
You obeyed, sucking obediently while he watched with hooded eyes.
âThatâs it. Suck them clean like a good girl. Youâre learning so fast tonight. Doesnât it feel much better to just give into your desires? Throbbing because I wonât let you finish.â He leaned down, nipping at your jaw. âYouâre soaked all the way down your thighs. Does being helpless turn you on this much? Being at my mercy?â
You whimpered around his fingers, nodding.
He withdrew them with a wet pop and slid them back between your legs, fucking you with them again, harder this time, faster, curling relentlessly. Your back arched, heels digging into the cot as the pressure built blindingly fast.
âClose again?â he taunted, hand tightening around your throat. âI can feel you fluttering. Donât you dare come. Hold it. Show me how badly you want to be good for me.â
You tried. Gods, you tried, clenching every muscle, biting your lip until it hurt but the wave was too strong. Just as you were about to tip over, he stopped again, pressing the heel of his palm firmly against your clit to keep you teetering without falling.
âFuck. Lohen, please, I canât. I needââ
âYou can,â he murmured, voice dripping with smug satisfaction. âBecause I want to watch you unravel slowly. I want to hear every pretty sound you make when I keep you right here.â He scissored his fingers, stretching you wider. âTell me how it feels. Be honest. Do you like when I play with you like this? When I decide if and when you get to fall apart?â
âYes,â you sobbed, tears of overwhelming pleasure slipping down your temples. âI like it. I love it. I didnât know I needed this.â
His grin was sharp and victorious. âThere it is. Thatâs my girl. Discovering all these new filthy little wants.â He pulls back his hand completely. Hands gripping your thighs instead.
âIn fact, I think you deserve a reward. For holding out this long for me and finally giving into me.â
Lohen stripped the rest of the way and settled between your thighs. One big hand hooked under your knee and lifted, draping your leg over his shoulder. Pushing it up against your chest.
âOw ow owâŠâ
âShhh. Youâll ease into it.â He said as he massaged your muscle. The stretch opened you wider, deeper. He lined himself up, the head of his cock dragging through your soaked folds.
âLook at me,â he ordered.
He pushed in slow, one long, thick slide that had you gasping at the stretch. With your leg over his shoulder he sank deeper than before, hitting places that made your vision spark. He stayed there for a moment, buried to the hilt, thumb stroking your throat again.
âFuck, you feel good,â he groaned, cocky mask cracking just a little. âSo wet and warm. Taking me so well.â
Then he started moving.
Deep, rolling thrusts that dragged against every sensitive spot. The new angle was devastating. He kept one hand on your throat, squeezing just enough to make every breath feel precious, the other gripping your thigh where it rested over his shoulder. Every time you got close he slowed, ground against you, denied you again with that infuriating patience, whispering more praise and filth the whole time.
âYouâre learning so fast,â he panted, voice rough. âLook at youâŠbound, choked, leg up like this, begging with your eyes. Didnât know you needed it this bad, did you?â
You shook your head, whimpering.
He grinned, sharp and filthy. âGood. I like being the one who shows you.â
He fucked you harder then, pace relentless, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. The hand on your throat tightened just enough to make everything hazy and bright at the edges. Your bound wrists strained above your head. Your leg trembled over his shoulder.
When he finally let you come it was with a broken cry, walls clenching hard around him as the orgasm crashed through you in waves that felt endless. He followed right after, hips stuttering, groaning your name like a curse as he spilled deep inside you.
For a long moment he stayed there, leg still hooked over his shoulder, forehead pressed to yours, both of you shaking.
Then he kissed you, slow, almost sweet and carefully lowered your leg, unbuckled the belt from your wrists, and rubbed gentle circles into the skin there.
Lohen pulled out and collapsed beside you, tugging you against his chest. One hand stroked your hair while the other traced lazy patterns on your back.
âStill with me?â he murmured, voice softer now.
You nodded against him, dazed and glowing, the new parts of yourself still humming under your skin.
He pressed a kiss to your temple, cocky smile audible in his tone.
âGood. Because Iâve got a whole list of new things I want to show you.â
âCan I have some?â You asked, leaning over the counter, pointing at your boyfriend's bowl of ice cream.
Enjin looked at your bowl, then at you, âYour bowls still full-â
But you shook your head, âBut you got strawberryyy ân I got fudge, just lemme taste it!â
Enjin relent, shoving his bowl towards you. You happily picked up the spoon, walked around the table and ran it under hot faucet water.
Enjin just watched, as you tried desperately to stifle a laugh.
His eyes never left you. You even took it a step further by examining the spoon before wiping it on your shirt.
You took a bite then pushed it back; handing him his spoon with an innocent, âThanks!âÂ
He was frozenâhis spoon hovered above his bowl of melting ice cream. His face was unreadable, but you could feel his mood shifting with his thoughts.Â
âThe fuck was that?âÂ
You perked up from your bowl, feigning confusion with a dumb, âHuh?â
âHuh!?â Enjin mocked. You scoffed to cover your laugh, âI don't know what you're talking about-â
Snickering under your breath.
He opened his mouth, but decided not to. He just shook his head and kept eating.
LaterâŠ
You were laid on the couch when you heard him come downstairs. You peeked over the cushions, watching him rummage through the fridge through the mini bar window.
He pulled out a soda he bought from the storeâand you had found your next target.
You hopped over the couch, slithering into the kitchen doorway. You watched him open it and take a drink, before you stupidly asked, âCan I have some?âÂ
Enjin stopped mid sip. He looked at you with confused irritation, âWhat? BabyâŠnoâŠâ
But you whined and complained about being thirsty and how it was 'just a lil' sip', and how you drunk yours already to the point he gave in with a loud groan.
He sucked his teeth, offering the drink with a stern, âHere, damn!âÂ
You thanked him again, before taking your shirt and wiping the top.
This time Enjin wasn't goingâhe grabbed your shirt and yanked you forward.Â
You were all shits and giggled until he snatched the drink with one hand and pinned you against the wall with his weight.
His inked hand gripped your face, squeezing your cheeks until your lips parted.
He lodged his thumb in it, pressing his thumb on your wet tongue to hold your mouth open.Â
You were still laughing, until he took a huge swig of soda and spat it right into your mouth.
It was a messy spurt of red strawberry glavoired soda that got in your mouth, on the side and spilled out and down your chin.
You were stunned, half a mouth full.of lukewarm spit mixed soda still sitting on your tongue.
He removed his thumb, closing your mouth with his fingers.
He tilt your head back with a stern, âSwallow that shit-âÂ
When you didnt react quick enough, he sealed his tatted hand around your neck, with a low, âI said swallow-â
He felt your throat move against his palm with satisfaction.
His hand snaked around and tangled it in your hair. He snatched your head forward, âYou can drink my spit but not after me?â you were too stumped to speak. He took another sip from the bottle,
His hand wrapped back around your throat, his eyes told you what his mouth couldn't, 'Open.'
This stream of soda was calmer than the last. When he finished, he spat in your mouth before following it with a deep kiss.
His tongue twirled around yours, as his hands and his body kept you still.Â
You could feel his dick twitch against you as he pressed against you, letting it rub against you
When he pulled back, a string of strawberry flavored spit connecting youâhe huffed,
âY'ever do sum shit like that again and I'll make sure everything you eat, everything you drink, everything you taste- from me is straight spit mixed food and drinks-âÂ
He leaned closer, his voice heavier, âDon't let the internet get you fucked up-â
And with that, he left you standing in the kitchenâa sticky, turned on mess.
âBOOGIENOTESâ Hi guysâthis wasn't even a planned hiatus...life's genuinely taking me through dere...i was supposed to have been back months ago... but my motivation dwindled and life got harder. Its still a hassle but this is the only way I know to clear my mind. It's a slow start but I'll come back strong hopefully. Until then see ya round mamas! I'm rusty but im coming back! Ahahahaha~!
Also...yall fuckin' with the new profile!? No....just me? Cool cool....
Bro Santa who gains more weight when you two get together and you are obsessed with it.
He doesn't think anything of it until Enjin punk ass brought it up. He hadn't noticed how soft his stomach had gotten. Or the way arms started to collect new stretch marks under his clothes. Hell, he hadn't noticed that his clothes fit just a bit tighter than he remembered. But now he does notice.
And quite frankly he doesn't care either.
Because once he realized Enjin's point he also realized how much you love it. As much as others would try to make him feel bad about it, it didn't matter because he came home to you. You who was happy to show him all the newest recipes you learned. Also, home to Dear who loved using him as his own personal jungle gym while you three were home together.
Late nights always led to your nails trailing up the happy trail he let grow out. Your soft hands rubbing his stomach till he started to doze off with you in his arms. The sensation was just so comforting to the man.
Sex with him with the extra weight felt just so good against you. His stomach fit perfectly against the curve of your back. His body gices off the perfect amount of warmth to make you light headed while he thrust deeper and deeper into you.
olderbf!nanami who never rushes you, no matter how impatient you get. youâre standing in front of your closet, frustrated, pulling out dresses and tossing them onto the bed.
"i have nothing to wear," you groan. heâs sitting in the armchair by the window, his tie already loosened, watching you with that calm, steady gaze.
"we have forty-five minutes," he says, his voice low and even. "take your time."
you huff, turning to face him. "youâre always so patient. itâs annoying."
he smiles, small and fond. "iâve waited forty years to find you. i can wait forty-five minutes for you to pick a dress."
olderbf!nanami who always makes sure you eat before you leave the house. youâre running late, your heels clicking on the kitchen floor as you grab your purse.
"weâre going to be late," you say, already halfway to the door.
he steps in front of you, a plate in his handâtoast with avocado, a soft-boiled egg, sliced fruit arranged neatly. "eat first."
you stare at him. "nanami, we donât have timeâ"
"we have time," he interrupts gently, setting the plate on the counter. "youâre not leaving this house on an empty stomach. sit."
you sit. you always do. because when he looks at you like thatâlike taking care of you is the most important thing in the worldâyou canât say no.
olderbf!nanami who never raises his voice, even when youâre being difficult. youâre arguing about something stupidâwhere to go for dinner, maybe, or whether you should cancel plans to stay inâand your voice is getting louder, your hands gesturing wildly.
he just stands there, hands in his pockets, watching you. "youâre not even listening!" you snap.
"i am," he says quietly. "iâm listening to every word. and when youâre done, weâll talk about it calmly. like adults."
you deflate, your anger fizzling out. "youâre too kind to me," you mutter.
he steps forward, his hands finding your waist. "youâre worth the kindness."
olderbf!nanami who takes his time undressing you, like every layer is a gift heâs unwrapping. youâre in his bedroom, the lights dimmed, and youâre already reaching for his belt, impatient, wanting him now.
"slow down," he murmurs, catching your hands. "we have all night."
you pout. "i donât want to wait."
he leans down, his lips brushing your ear. "i know, baby. i know. but iâm going to make you wait. because the longer i take, the better itâll feel when i finally touch you." he undresses you slowly, his fingers working each button, each zipper, until youâre standing in front of him in nothing but your underwear. he steps back, his eyes raking over you. "beautiful," he says. "now lay down."
olderbf!nanami who eats you out like itâs a meditation, like he could spend hours between your thighs and never get bored. youâre on your back, your legs over his shoulders, and heâs taking his time, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes.
"n-nanamiâpleaseâ" you gasp, your hands fisting the sheets. he looks up at you, his mouth glistening.
"patience," he says, his voice calm even as he slides two fingers inside you. "iâm going to make you cum. but iâm going to do it my way." he curls his fingers, finding that spot that makes your vision blur, his tongue circling your clit with agonizing precision.
youâre moaning, your hips rolling, but he holds you down with one hand on your stomach. "stay still," he orders gently. "let me take care of you."
olderbf!nanami who fucks you slow and deep, his hips rolling in a rhythm that has you seeing stars. youâre on your stomach, your face pressed into the pillow, and heâs behind you, his chest pressed to your back, his cock buried so deep you can barely breathe.
"nanamiâh-harder!!â" you beg, trying to push back against him. he stills, his hand sliding up your spine to grip the back of your neck.
"no," he says, his voice firm but kind. "you take what i give you." he starts moving again, each thrust deliberate, each roll of his hips dragging against your walls in a way that makes you sob. "you feel that?" he murmurs against your ear. "thatâs me. all of me. and youâre going to take every inch, just like this. until you canât think about anything but how full you are."
olderbf!nanami who makes you ask for what you want, his voice low and commanding. youâre straddling him, his cock inside you, but heâs not moving.
heâs just watching you, his hands on your hips, his thumbs stroking your skin.
"p-please, i.... i can'tâ" you whimper, trying to roll your hips. he holds you still.
"use your words," he says. "tell me what you want."
"i-i want you to move," you gasp. "i want you to fuck me."
he smiles, small and satisfied. "good girl. now ask nicely."
you bite your lip, your face burning.
"please fuck me, nanami. please."
he rewards you with a slow thrust upward, his cock hitting that spot inside you that makes you moan. "thatâs it," he praises. "that's my girl."
olderbf!nanami who holds you after, his arms wrapped around you like heâs afraid youâll slip away. youâre lying on his chest, your body still trembling, your mind fuzzy with pleasure.
heâs stroking your hair, his lips pressed to the top of your head. "you did so well," he murmurs. "so beautiful. so perfect." you nuzzle closer, your eyes already drifting shut.
"youâre too good to me," you whisper. he kisses your forehead.
"no such thing. you deserve everything. and iâm going to give it to you for as long as youâll let me."
olderbf!nanami who wakes you up in the morning with his mouth between your legs, because heâs not done taking care of you yet. youâre half-asleep, your body warm and heavy, when you feel his hands on your thighs, spreading you open.
"nanamiâ" you start, but then his tongue is on you, and youâre gasping, your hands flying to his hair. he looks up at you, his eyes dark.
"good morning," he says, his voice rough with sleep. "lay back. let me love you." and you do. because when nanami wants to be patient, you let him. every single time.
having ryomen sukuna as your boyfriend is like having your own six foot four two hundred thirty pound body guard and you absolutely love it.
âseatbelt.â heâll say when you hop into the passenger seat of his truck and immediately go to fix your mascara in the mirror instead of ensuring your own safety.
âis your location on?â heâll ask as youâre actively using his forearm as a support beam to hurriedly slip on a pair of dangerously high heels so you can meet your friends waiting outside.
âwhen i call ân check up on you, you answer, got it? yâknow iâll come find you if you donât.â heâll kiss into the crook of your fragrance oiled neck before you leave.
and whenever youâre in public with him you can literally just turn your brain off, because why would you need to think when your boyfriend can do it for you?
like when youâre strolling outside on a summer day, features illuminated gorgeously by the sunâs golden rays. lips freshly glossed and phone held out in front of your face as you try to get the angle right for your selfies. just as you go to snap the picture you distractedly take a step towards the asphalt to cross the street without looking, only to get photobombed by a large hand reaching out, palming your forehead like a basketball and pulling you back onto the sidewalk.
or how about when youâre tugging him through the mall and on your way to your seventh store, your shopping bags laddered up his left arm and your arm looped around his right, dainty finger tips brushing against the slightly raised lines of his tattoos as he follows your lead and listens to you go on and on about whatever the fuck.
and youâre just strutting beside him without a worry in the world in one of those skimpy little skirts he absolutely fucking despises (but paid for anyway) when your lip gloss accidentally slips from between your manicured hands and clatters onto the ground.
as soon as sukuna hears you go âoops!â heâs already stepping behind you to shield your backside from view with his body because youâre bending right over to pick it up without even thinking about who you might flash, or whoâs ass he might have to beat for looking too hard. and as the ever yearning man he hates to admit he is, he canât help but let his head weigh down a bit to selfishly steal a glance at those pretty pink panties youâre wearing and lick his lips at how deliciously they cling to your cunt.
heâs suddenly grateful for your shopping addiction, as he can now use one of your many bags to hide the bulge tightening within his pants as the two of you continue walking. maybe that skirt isnât so bad, he thinks.
Took a break from my other works and the comic to doodle this. It's late and the more I stare at it- the more I start to judge it... So it's probably best if I just post it!!!
Also I misspelled stuff but I'm too tired to fix it oh welllll
Also also I based this doodle off some reference photos I took when I cosplayed him and it was soooo fun
