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[valkoayin]

02/22/25; 09:32pm

{ 18 + drabbles / headcanons }

[ bedroom eyes ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

the sensation of sylus’s large hand trailing up and down the length of your legs makes you shudder in response. he says your name, voice filled with reverence when it falls at the last syllable.

his touch was gentle, oh so gentle as he gently cups at the back of your neck. his featherlight touches makes your pulse quicken, the sweet anticipation felt coursing through your veins when you felt sylus wrap his arms beneath your form. he carries you away from the living room, trapping you within his gaze as you found yourself unable to look away from him.

eyes as bright at ruby gemstones slowly morph into endless voids of onyx, the darkness seeming to spread as evident of his desire for you. once you were back in the privacy of your room does he close and lock the door, the sound of the latch securing in place serving as evidence to what will transpire tonight.

you were placed against the plush mattress, your hands gripping at the silky sheets when sylus descends upon you, lips moving against yours when he forces your tongue in a seductive dance with him. your mind goes hazy, as if you had become hypnotized by the his gaze, not able to speak a single word when sylus sheds off the sheer material of your nightgown.

something about seeing your lover fully dressed while you remained utterly bare for him unlocked a primal need deep inside of you. your breasts felt sensitive to his every touch, goosebumps erupting in the wake of his reverent caresses against your skin. each gasp and soft mewl that escapes from your parted lips was met with an almost cocky expression from the onychinus leader-

for he knew that he was the only one who could make you fall apart for him like this.

your soft mewls turn into moans when sylus settles you on his lap, your naked body pressed against the expensive material of his suit. he lays you across his arms, lips already latching on to your chest when his tongue curls around the hardened bud of your nipple. with hands delving themselves into his silvery locks of hair, you shiver with need for him, feeling the way his teeth lightly grazes against your sensitive skin, the hedonistic sensation making the slick flood from your center.

as if detecting the sweet scent in the air, sylus releases the hardened bud from his mouth. his voice was now raspier, filled with need when he manages to press you back against the bed. your breathing becomes ragged, eyes glazed over when you felt your walls suddenly clench with need for him.

but you didn’t have to wait for long.

sylus hovers over you, spreading your legs while settling himself between your thighs. he takes in the sight of your center, moistened with the evidence of your arousal before pressing his lips against your heat. your moans echo throughout the room, feeling the wet muscle of sylus’s tongue intruding into you, as if wishing to devour everything you had to offer.

and when you saw how hungry his gaze was, you knew that you were in for a long night.

zayne could barely focus on his novel with you smiling and giggling so much beside him.

here he was, simply enjoying a peaceful night of reading in bed with you, yet all he could focus on were the sounds of your laughter. he takes a glance at your novel, assuming it was one of those cheesy romantic comedies in novel form-

and your laughter was just too sweet to ignore.

taking off his glasses, zayne knew that his eyes had considerably darkened, no longer able to focus on his own novel as he found something more desirable to do. he turns his attention to you, softly calling out your name so that you could meet his gaze.

with a hum, you close your own novel and smile back at him-

only to have your eyes widen in response when zayne surges forward, stealing your kiss in a breathtaking kiss. like a man starved for you, he keeps your head still, kissing you like you were his sole lifeline while slowly pressing you back against the bed.

when the need for air proved to be too much did zayne break away from the kiss first, hiding his face within the curve of your neck as he slides his hand down the waistband of your pajama pants. with a tiny smile, he places a kiss against your skin, hands tracing at the soft material of your panties before thrusting his fingers inside of your slick.

your hands were felt gripping at the sheets, panting while zayne worked his fingers in and out of your core. using your soft moans to further his own desires for you, zayne purposely collects your honeyed arousal against his fingertips, using them as lubricant to further travel inside of your center. giving your hardened bundle of nerves a gentle pinch, you could no longer hold back your climax, spilling yourself against his hand.

a rich chuckle was heard coming from your lover when he finally extracts his hand from your panties, his eyes admiring the shiny quality of his fingertips left by your release before placing them in his mouth, licking them clean one by one (never once looking away from you) as you trembled with need for him in response.

the movie you and xavier were currently watching plays on the screen. the plot was mildly interesting as you at your snacks while watching the film, dimly aware of your boyfriend’s movement from beside you.

yet you didn’t move your gaze away from the screen, simply assuming that he needed to use the restroom, or refill his own snacks in the kitchen. however, your expectations were shattered when you saw xavier kneeling in front of you, working on taking off your shorts.

“xavier, what are you-“

“ssh.” he interrupts you with a hiss, “don’t worry about what i’m doing and just focus on the screen.”

you purse your lips in response, your appetite lost as you did your best to focus on the film. the movie had become mere background noise for you now, with your senses heightened the moment you felt xavier pull down your shorts and panties in one swift motion.

the cool air felt against your skin causes numerous goosebumps to erupt, and upon feeling xavier’s slender fingers tracing at the outer lips of your cunt, your breathing hitches.

“don’t look, okay starlight?” with xavier’s last warning, you nearly jump upon feeling the sensation of his hot mouth against your slick heat, tongue traveling within your walls as you felt your arousal leak out of you in waves. your boyfriend was relentless when it came to tasting you, feeling his fingers and tongue working its magic as he drew out even more of your desperate and needy cries for him.

“ngh…! hah… hah…” your moans echo throughout the living room with xavier burying his face within your thighs, not even caring that you were suffocating him with how you had him practically clamped against you. the red hot pleasure felt coursing through your veins was all too much as your back arches against the couch, spilling yourself within xavier’s mouth just moments later.

with an audible grunt, xavier made sure to drink up all you had to offer, pressing one last kiss on your sensitive cunt before pulling up your panties and shorts. while you were left trembling (your panties still soaked from the evidence of your release), your hunter boyfriend acts like nothing had just transpired, sapphire blue eyes staring at the television while he drops a few popcorn within his mouth, not even looking at you while he chewed.

and as the movie continues to play, you began thinking of ways to get back at him for what he had done to you.

your fingers slowly move the new lip gloss across rafayel’s full lips, his beauty seeming to increase as his skin glowed in response to the new skincare routine you had started with him.

capping the gloss, you give him a pout, “it isn’t fair how much prettier you are compared to me, rafe.”

the young artist gives you an incredulous expression. “you can’t be serious, princess! you’re utterly gorgeous!”

you scoff upon hearing his compliment, giving his cheek a gentle poke. “please, it feels like you’re only dating me as some charity work.”

your words were only meant to be viewed as a joke, yet the annoyance in his gaze made you realize that your self deprecation only served to annoy him. “do you really think that way about yourself?”

before you could respond, rafayel moves you onto his lap, narrowing his gaze at you while burning with unbidden passion, “if that’s how you really feel, then i suppose it’s only my duty as your boyfriend to prove you wrong.”

he lays you back against the couch, tossing aside the cosmetic in your hand while slowly unbuttoning your blouse. your breath hitches when your front was revealed to him, feeling rafayel’s hand behind your back as he unclasps your bra. he whispers your name, biting against the shell of your ear while removing the fabric that once covers your chest.

soft lips were felt latching on to your shoulder, a trail of hot and wet kisses leaving you trembling in response. you bask in rafayel’s open show of worshipping you, waiting with bated breath when his kisses were felt trailing down your collars before landing at your breast.

he takes a nipple into his mouth, lightly biting down against it as you cried out to him. the sensation of his tongue and teeth curled and biting on your sensitive skin causes a wave of need to course through you, making you feel how damp your panties had gotten in response to his ministrations.

“i’m going to make sure to kiss every inch of your skin, princess.” he murmurs against your heaving breasts, pressing another wet kiss against it before continuing, “so you better be prepared for this… since i have no plans of stopping anytime soon.”

“w-what did you just tell me to do, caleb?”

you truly thought that you were hearing things, yet the seductive gaze seen within the colonel’s eyes was undeniable-

and you found yourself becoming weak to such a hedonistic gaze.

caleb simply shakes his head in response all while licking his lips, “i think you heard me just fine, babe. i want you to ride my face.”

you were shaking now, feeling a strange surge of desire coursing through you. your walls clench in response to his heated command, and embarrassingly enough-

you could already feel the moisture staining at the front of your panties.

as if reading your thoughts, caleb’s gaze darkens, refusing to hear your weak protests when he takes your wrist and leads you back into the bedroom. tossing aside his shirt and pants, caleb purposely leaves his boxers on, the considerable tent settled against the fabric serving as evidence to how much he wanted this-

to how much he wanted you.

and with his body on full display for you, you felt every bit of your inhibitions melting away. letting out a shuddering breath of caleb’s name (tone filled with need for him), you slowly take off your own clothes-

“panties too, baby. i want to taste every inch of you.”

a shiver of pleasure runs down your spine, and you step out of your skirt and panties, kicking them aside before climbing onto the bed with caleb. you meet his gaze, seeing the adoration in his eyes when you lean down to kiss him. as if running on instinct, his lips perfectly slot against yours, tongues tangled up in a familiar dance as you both moan into the kiss.

when the need for air was too much, caleb pulls away from the kiss first, snapping his fingers as he pointed at his face, “you know what to do, babygirl. get on my face, let me make you feel good while tasting you.”

heat was settled against your cheeks, with you giving caleb a final nod before crawling towards his head. you place your legs on both sides of his face, your cunt clenching while hovering over him as you tried to ignore the embarrassment you felt at what you were about to do.

yet your hesitation only serves to make caleb impatient for you when he suddenly grips at your waist before bringing you down on his face. the sensation of his tongue moving even further within your heat makes you cry out to him. the palms of your hands were planted on the mattress, your nails gripping at the sheets settled below you.

you felt caleb’s tongue thrust with a desperation in and out of your slick walls, and he was reaching so deep inside of you that you found your hips grinding into his face. the moans that spill from your parted lips were nothing short of pornographic, and you were certain that the whole world would be able to hear just how good caleb was making you feel.

and when you thought it couldn’t get any better-

caleb manages to curl his tongue around your swollen clit, giving it a harsh suck as it manages to tilt you over the edge, with you spilling yourself into caleb’s awaiting mouth, thighs tightening around his head. your back arches while you wildly rode out your orgasm, moving your hips back and forth on caleb’s face, your nails nearly ripping apart the sheets from the sheer intensity of your release.

once you were certain you had emptied yourself into caleb did you gasp, finally realizing that you were practically suffocating him. you immediately spread your thighs and remove your cunt from his mouth-

only to see the lovesick and flushed expression on caleb’s face, letting you know that he has enjoyed this experience as much as you had. letting out a relieved sigh, you move down his muscular body and gently pull down the waistband of his boxers. his breathing hitches in response, watching you with hungry eyes when you revealed his erection to you.

you stroke him a few times, using his precum to further lubricate his shaft before sliding your slick heat down every inch of him. setting a steady pace, the bed bounces in tune to your movements-

with you thinking that this was the best way to thank your boyfriend for the mind-blowing climax he had just gifted to you ♡

end notes: unedited, but i felt inspired so please do enjoy this thirst post 🙂‍↕️ also yes, that is sousuke aizen as my banner, the daddiest of them all in bleach.

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[otakugoddes]

I think I drooled while reading this...

What the hell is wrong with me

[otakugoddes]

*Exits Tumblr after binging fics* I CRAVE more fics with Husk x Reader speaking in one or two of the other languages he's fluent in, please please please...pretty pleaseeeeeee *Rolls around on podium floor*

[otakugoddes]

Who is the most attractive JJK Man?

Satoru Gojo

Suguru Geto

Kento Nanami

Toji Fushiguro

Choso

Naoya Zen'in

Hiromi Hiruguma

Shui Kong

Atsuya Kusakabe

Kenjaku

Sukuna

Voting ended onJul 23, 2024

This is the basis for a video I'll make on TikTok.

[otakugoddes]

☆A/N: Takuma is actually my type of guy even though I don't actively have a type in guys...isn't that funny? MDNI (a.k.a Minors go away!)☆

Ino knows that the type of relationship that he has with you now would be frowned upon; especially by Nanami--but how can he help it if you're so addictive?

"Oooh...fffffuckkk," he slurred, his cock deep inside you and coaxing out the sweetest sounds he's ever heard from your filthy mouth, "Takin' m-me s' deep, ffffuckin' hell sweetheart!"

You rolled your eyes, but whatever snarky comment you planned to say to him was cut off by him bullying his cock into you. It turned into a pathetically loud whine that had him chuckling, another sound that was hotter that you meant it to be.

"F-fuck you Ino," you cursed, pulling him down with your arms around his neck--not wanting him to see how dazed and cock-drunk you were.

"'M the one fucking you baby, d-dont get it twisted! S-shit! Holy fucking shiiiit!" He whispers against the crook of your ear before biting down on your neck as he rams himself harder into your pussy. "W-why does this feel so damn good?"

You scoff amused, making him look up at you while you roll your hips to grind his cock deeper into you, "Simp!"

He grunts, "Y-you saying that while grinding on me like a bitch in heat, a-ain't that make you one t-too?" You barely get a chance to answer when he pins both your hands above your head, and shuts you up by fucking you harder.

Hitting you in that spot that makes you see stars and spew profanities along with variations of his name. And that fucker is smug about it too, grinning at you so cockily--but its a cute boyish one too.

Fuck him.

Fuck him.

F-U-C-K H-I-M!

"You gonna c-cum f'me sweetheart?" He asks, panting and moaning right by your ear, almost eager to make you release. "I wan' you to!"

Don't call me sweetheart, you bastard!

He looks up at you again, a sparkle in his eyes as he brings you closer to cumming on his cock that just pushes into you. "Come on! Say yer cumming f'me, p-please!"

You don't want to admit it, but your face says it all.

"S-shut up!"

He grins, knowing that his "begging" got to you, so he does it more while littering kisses on your neck and whispering in your ear about how badly he wants you to cum on his cock. "C-come on sweeth-heart, cum on this cock that's sp-splitting you in half!" He drawls.

"Fuck you I-Ino! Fucking s-shut upppp!" You groan in his ear.

You hate how hot it makes you when he throws his head back as he cums, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat as he groans almost animalistically. You're not far off, letting go and whining as yours and his hot cum warms your insides.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuckkkkkk!" You moan out, clawing onto Ino's hair as he makes one last deep thrust inside you.

Shit...that was so good. Fucking hell.

You look up at the man panting on top of you, who in his fucked-out state leans in to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss. You kiss back though, letting him suck on your tongue and intertwine your fingers together.

Both of you will blame the feeling in your stomachs on the post-sex sentimentality the next day.

But when he pulls away from you, his lips kiss-swollen and a half-lidded gaze that could be mistaken for anything else, you wonder how strong the resolution to keep up whatever you have will remain.

15 minutes later, you're getting dressed after a shower and leaving him to question himself. "Regretting it already? I didn't even leave yet," you joked, but he didn't even offer you a half-assed scoff.

Looking over at him now, he looked good with your marks on his neck and chest--your classmates would see it tomorrow if he didn't cover it up. You felt a bit empty that he wouldn't even indulge your jesting, just sitting up in his bed on his phone like you weren't even there.

You rolled your eyes, so much for trying.

"Whatever, see you tomorrow asshole!" You slammed his door, immediately trying to forget how pathetic you seemed trying to be nice to him when he couldn't care less.

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Back with Ino though, he slumped back down into bed the second you closed the door. Raking a hand through his hair, he found himself missing you...r body already, and that kiss--was much too much.

"Oh fuck!" He said to himself, tomorrow he would have to wear a hoodie to cover up your hickeys, or he'd never hear the end of it.

As he turned to put his phone on his nightstand, he saw that you had left one of your rings there--one you were obsessed with. This did not help as he tried to go to sleep and his mind plagued him with dreams of you and how good you felt.

How good he felt with you. And how he wished you were still with him and pressing more of those sweets kisses that replayed in his mind.

"FUCK ME!"

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[otakugoddes]

*Scrolling through Tumblr while sitting on podium chair* I think I need to do the community a favour and make Rody Soul x Reader fanfics, since the tags are severely lacking. *Opens up laptop*

[otakugoddes]

*Pacing back and forth on podium* Sometimes I wish there was a room where I could blast music loud and sing along loud until my throat hurt...*Puts headphones on*

[otakugoddes]

*Scrolling through pictures of Ino* Its funny how I don't have a type, but if Ino Takuma became real...he'd be my type... *Skates off podium*

[otakugoddes]

*Sits crossed legged on podium with volleyball* Its actually freaking hilarious how a group of villains who are mass murderers, psychopaths, morally-grey and generally effed up, people will put an 18 year old high-schooler volleyball captain who is obsessed with going to nationals amongst them...*Throws volleyball into air*

[shunsuiken]

cw. you ask lucifer to unbutton your dress but why has he also unclipped your bra? + afab!reader + awkward situations turned suggestive my beloved <33 !

you set your work bag down, turning your back to face lucifer.

“help me out of this please.”

lucifer’s head almost snaps right off his neck at your words. “h-huh?”

you sigh, looking back at him briefly. “this new dress you bought for me has an alarming amount of buttons—it’s still cute though so i had to wear it.” you point at your situation behind you, giving him a small pout. “help, please.”

lucifer clears his throat, waddling his way over to you. “o-of course!” that comes out a little lower than he would have liked—he hopes you haven’t noticed the burning red that’s grown on his cheeks because of your request.

“thanks luci.” you smile gratefully, standing still while he works on the buttons. you feel his warm presence behind you before gradually feeling the cool air of the room against your skin.

then you hear a clip.

you freeze. then lucifer lets out an embarrassed gasp. your bra hangs loosely against your chest and your back is on full, naked display.

“oh shit—fuck—! i’m sorry honey, i don’t know what i’m doing i thought-” lucifer trails off, staring at his hands with shame, throwing his face into them. his body burns in humiliation.

your shoulders shake, holding onto your knees for support as your heat shoots straight up to your cheeks. “l-luci-” you slap your hand to your mouth in hopes that it would contain your laughter but your infectious giggles continue to slip past your fingers.

lucifer is so utterly embarrassed. maybe, just maybe he had a little wet dream about you the other night and that it might’ve gotten to him when the tips of his fingers made contact with the buttons of your dress. he wants to crawl into a hole and just lay there until he decomposes (he wouldn’t but you get it). he can’t believe he just let himself do that! oh you probably think he’s so weird now…

standing right up to full length, you raise your arms to embrace the poor blond, patting the crown of his head and caressing his back. “i-its okay dearest—pft—i swear-”

lucifer finds solace in your shoulder blade, cheeks practically hotter than hell itself. “i can still hear you laughing… it’s not funny…” he sulks and you can hear the pout he wears on his lips without even looking at him.

“aww…” you coo, taking his face in your palms to place a kiss on his forehead. he looks up at you with glassy eyes, hands wrapping around your wrists as he leans into your touch. a smile grows on his face as your fond stare travels across his adorable features. “so will you do the honours or will i have to take this dress off myself?”

[cafedanslanuit]

- ̗̀ i knew you were the real thing when you walked through the door ̖́-

day twenty loss of virginity ft. baji keisuke [tokyo revengers]

☄  tags/warnings: +18, afab reader + she/her pronouns, university au - they're in their 20s, experienced reader, loss of virginity, first times, oral sex (m and f receiving), hand jobs, protected sex, cursing but it's baji what do you expect?

☄  words: 3.1k

☄  a/n: okay i had been wanting to write this for so long and finally had the chance today! so here you have university!baji wanting to share his first time with you <33 tagging @liamiya 'cause she's a baji stan c:

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Baji could have stayed for hours like that. Having you on top of him as you lazily kissed each other was his favourite activity and, due to the fact you had done that every opportunity both of you were done with classes, he liked to think it was one of your favourite things to do as well.

His black hair was sprawled on your bed after you had gotten ridden of his ponytail the second he entered your dorm, right after you had pushed him to your bed. Usually, you would make out for a while before your roommate knocked on the door and you had to pull away or either of you got a call from your jobs asking you to cover someone else’s shift. This time, neither of those things would bother you. You had informed him your roommate was staying over at her girlfriend’s place and neither of you were on call that day (and had turned off your phone just in case).

Baji wasn’t sure if that was the reason your kisses felt different that day. He paid no mind when you took off your sweatshirt and ended up just in a pair of shorts and a spaghetti strap top. However, he did notice the way you straddled him on the bed, your bodies pressed tight together as your lips glided against each other. He grabbed a handful of your ass and you moaned against his mouth, rutting your hips against his crotch and making him groan in response.

Suddenly, it all made sense. The hotter kisses, the background music, a place for yourselves and your suggestion to turn off your phones. Baji felt embarrassed that it took him so long to realize what was happening that night.

He changed your positions, hovering over you as he nested between your legs. You laced your arms around his neck and kissed him again, chuckling softly against his lips.

“Now, gotta be gentle with me,” you warned him in between kisses. “This is my first time, after all.”

Baji felt his heart skipping a beat. “Yeah. Haven’t done this before either.”

“What, in a campus building?” you laughed. You opened your eyes when Baji pulled away, raising one of his eyebrows at you.

“What?”

“Oh, I was just following the joke,” you explained, a ghost of laughter still on your lips. “I joked about this being my first time, you said the same joke and…”

In the past months, you had been with Baji, you had learnt to read his expressions since he wasn’t one to be good with words. Maybe that was why it was easier to catch the pink blush on his cheeks paired with his mouth turned into a tight line and his furrowed eyebrows.

Realization hit you like a bucket full of cold water.

“You weren’t joking,” you whispered.

Baji let himself fall on the bed by your side, too mortified with himself. You didn’t move for a second, trying to make sense of the new information you had gathered. Even before you had met your boyfriend, you had heard stories about his double-digit body count, how he could get with anyone he wanted at frat parties and even a couple of gossips about STIs. What did he mean he was a virgin?

You turned your body to your boyfriend, still a little shocked by the news.

“I’m sorry, love. I just wasn’t expecting that. I had heard so many stories about you that—”

“You truly believed all those rumours about me fucking my way through campus?”

You shrugged. “Well, yeah.”

“And you still agreed to be my girlfriend?” he asked, raising his eyebrow at you.

“I didn’t want to slut-shame.”

An honest cackle left Baji’s lips. You smiled, thanking the awkward moment had already passed.

“So…” you started, pushing back a strand of his hair away from his face. “You still wanna do this with me?”

Baji turned his body to you, so you were facing each other. “Yeah. I mean, I’ve made out with other people before. I just never felt… comfortable enough to have sex. I always told myself it wasn’t such a big deal and I just needed to get it done, like my friends from high school. But every time I had the opportunity, I stopped before anything happened. It was very uncomfortable for me. And to be honest, I didn’t care about the other person that much.”

“And you care about me,” you said with a soft smile.

“I love you,” Bahi reminded you. “Everything feels comfortable with you.”

It was enough for you to press your lips against his. He kissed you back just as eagerly, his hands roaming around your body as you rolled on the bed so you were on top of him. Temperature rose again between the two of you as you kept kissing, drunk on each other and feeling as if nothing else existed but the two of you on that bed. The level of trust Baji had put on you was something you had never seen coming and it only fueled your love for him even more. You wanted this to be as pleasurable for him as possible and to make his first time something he would cherish forever.

“Kei,” you whispered against his lips. He opened his eyes to look at you. “Take off my top, please.”

Doing as he was told, Baji removed your top, leaving you just with your bra. He watched with a flushed face as you sat and unhooked it, letting it fall on the floor. You smiled when you noticed his eyes widening at the sight of your breasts.

“Can I take off your sweatshirt?” you asked. Baji nodded quickly, discarding his sweatshirt and t-shirt.

He sat up on the bed, holding your body against his as both of you hissed at the skin-to-skin contact. You cradled his face with your hands, thumb caressing his cheek as you looked deeply into his brown eyes.

“Shit, I love you.” You let out a weak laugh as you smiled, entranced by just how handsome your boyfriend was and the level of trust he had in you. “I really do.”

“You’re so beautiful”, Baji sighs, pulling you by the back of your neck and kissing you again. His lips then lowered to your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses all across your skin. “And— yeah, love you too. Of course.”

You giggled. “Of course.”

Baji turned and pushed you on the bed again so he was hovering over you. You watched his dark hair cascade on both sides of his face as his lips moved to your breasts, a little doubtful before pressing kisses on top of them and ever so gentle as he fondled them, taking his time as he made sure not to leave a single part of them untouched. Experimentally, he licked one of your nipples, smirking when you let out a small moan.

He turned out to be a fast learner. It didn’t take him a lot of time to figure out just how you liked him to touch you. Your fingers tangled in his hair as he devoured your breasts, and soon you discovered he really liked it when you pulled his long locks. Baji eventually pulled away and went to search for your lips, only to be met with a passionate and needy kiss from you.

Your shorts and his jeans followed your other clothes on the floor and now you were the one on top of Baji. He bit your bottom lip, eliciting a moan from you as your hips rutted against his. You could feel how hard he already was, his length erect and throbbing against your thigh. Still kissing him, you lowered your hand and closed your fingers around it, slowly pumping it, feeling how he was already leaking with precum.

Baji groaned at your touch, bucking his hips against your hand. You maintained a slow pace, just wanting him to experience the feeling before you started what you already had in mind.

“I wanna try something,” you told him, pulling away from him. Baji arched an eyebrow, curious.

“Sure?”

“Okay,” you nodded, pressing one last kiss to his lips.

You shifted on the bed until you were kneeling between his legs, your eyes still on him so you could check if he was rethinking this. You knew he had to at least guess what you were planning to do while setting yourself in the middle of his parted legs, but still. Couldn’t hurt you to check and be sure.

You did your best to suppress a laugh when Baji loudly cursed the moment you had the tip of his cock inside your mouth. However, it seemed you didn’t do a good enough job, because Baji propped himself up on his elbows and frowned at you.

“Don’t fucking laugh at me!” he complained, red-faced with embarrassment. You pulled away from him and sat on your heels again.

“I’m not laughing at you!” you replied, a big smile on your face. “If anything, I really love it when you’re loud. Makes me feel proud of myself.”

Baji rolled his eyes a yor smug grin. “You’re insufferable.”

“Yeah, yeah, but you love me,” you reminded him. You watched amused as a smirk appeared on your boyfriend’s face.

“Weren’t you doing something?” he teased you, to which you nodded and went back to your original position.

Yes, Baji was loud. Mouth filled with curses as you slowly bobbed your head up and down his length, taking your time to find out how exactly he wanted you to touch him. You closed your hand around his base, as you couldn’t take him all inside your mouth. At least not now. As you pumped him, you let your tongue lick the underside of his cock, to then suck gently on his tip, feeling him shudder underneath.

Baji’s hands were tightly clasped on your bedsheets, trying his best to control himself. He knew this was barely the entrée of what was happening later and he didn’t want to finish yet, but it was you who had been given a road map to his body and you knew exactly what to do. He was trying his best to control himself, although it was a tall order considering how you were locking eyes with him while you sucked him with your pretty lips. You were only focused on his pleasure, hollowing your cheeks as you took him in and Baji suddenly understood why it never felt alright with anyone else.

It was always you. Even when he hadn’t met you, it had always been you.

Having had some time to prepare yourself, you started sinking your head down on Baji’s cock. When his tip hit the back of your throat, instead of pulling away as you had done, you pushed forward, relaxing as much as you could until you could feel his trimmed pubes tickling your nose.

“Fuck, fuck— stop, wait.”

You pulled away quickly and looked for your boyfriend’s eyes. He was lying on the bed, an arm draped over his eyes, his chest moving up and down as he breathed heavily.

“Are you okay? Did it hurt?”

Baji shook his head. “Shit, I was about to come. That felt so good, holy fuck.”

You smiled and laid over him again, moving his arm away so you could look at his face. Baji clashed his lips against yours, feeling a little of himself in your tongue as he kissed you deeply, one hand behind your head and the other holding your waist tightly.

“So… should we?” he asked, lips parted as he tried to regain his breath.

“Let me grab a condom,” you whispered, pressing a kiss on the top of his nose before you leaned to your nightstand. You rummaged inside your drawer until you found a condom.

“Wait, but I haven’t—” Baji said, caressing your thigh. You furrowed your eyebrows, confused. “I haven’t gone down on you yet.”

“Oh,” you sighed, giving him a small shrug. “Don’t worry about that.”

“I want to make you feel good,” he insisted.

You smiled and kissed him on the lips again. With your free hand, you guided his fingers between your legs, and slowly dragged them across your folds. Baji opened his eyes as he noticed how wet you already were.

“Trust me, you make me feel really good,” you sighed, pulling his hand away. “But, if you insist, you can go down on me later. We have all night after all,” you winked.

Baji smirked. “I like that idea.”

Grabbing the condom again, you ripped the package and glanced at him.

“Should I…?”

“Fuck you, I had sex ed,” Baji said, taking the condom from you. You chuckled and nodded, rolling off of him.

It didn’t cause him too much trouble to put on the condom and soon he was hovering over you, the smirk on his face replaced by a concentrated look. He nested between your legs, and let you grab his cock and position it against your entrance. You shared a look, just to check on each other before he finally pushed inside.

This time, it was your turn to be loud. You had noticed the length when you had been sucking him off, yet you had forgotten his girth.

“Am I hurting you?” he asked. You grabbed onto his arms tightly, shaking your head.

“Shit, no. It feels so good, so— fuuuck.”

You felt your eyes rolling to the back as he continued to push himself inside, stretching you around him. Both of you were moaning as he bottomed out, too encaptured in the pleasure to even form a word. Baji was propped up on his elbows, his face centimetres away from you as he panted, trying to get used to the sensation. Your walls were fluttering around him and he couldn’t think of anything nearly as good as this.

His first experimental thrust made you both moan again. Baji took one of your legs and put it around his waist, wanting to be even closer to you. He started at a slow pace, a bit out of rhythm and unsure— however, his size made up for his lack of experience. Your eyes were set on his brown ones, both your faces twisted in pleasure as he thrusted against you.

Baji took one of your hands and pinned it above your head with his, intertwining your fingers with him. As a reply, you put your other leg around his waist, locking your ankles together.

“You feel so good,” he grunted, quickening the pace of his thrusts. “Fuck, baby— can’t get enough of you.”

Shit, when had he learnt to talk like that if this was his first time? You felt yourself tightening around him just because of his words. You felt already close to your edge, much sooner than you had ever experienced. And given how beautiful your boyfriend was and how good his dick was, it seemed it shouldn’t have come as a surprise.

You lowered your free hand and slid it between your bodies until you reached your clit. You started circling it, helping yourself to reach your impending orgasm. Baji noticed and upon seeing you touch yourself, he started thrusting faster.

“Fuck— you’re so hot. Keep— keep doing that.” A harsh thrust made you cry out, clenching your legs around his waist. “Shit, I’m sorry,” he apologized. “I’m— was that too hard?”

You shook your head. “No, fuck— that was good. So good, baby, do it again,” you whimpered. “Please, do it again.”

Baji didn’t need to be told twice. He has been doing his best to contain himself and be as gentle as he could be, but once you gave him the green light, he let himself loose. His thrusts became harsher, faster, without any restraint. And God, how you loved that. You kept touching yourself as he kept moving and, to your surprise, you were the first to come undone.

You cried out as you orgasmed around Baji. Your vision went blank for a minute, your fingers still moving around your clit as you tried to make the orgasm last as much as you could. Feeling your walls clenching hard around him plus watching how beautiful you were as you reached your edge, Baji spilt himself inside of you with a loud moan. He cursed as he felt you milking him and tightened the grip he had on your hand above your head.

Neither of you moved as you rode out your orgasms, and it was clear neither of you had expected it to be this intense. Baji collapsed on top of your body, breathing heavily as he buried his head on the crook of your neck.

“That was…” Baji sighed, falling short when he had to think about a word that could describe what he was feeling.

“Hopefully as good as you thought it would be?” you teased him, as you circled your arms around him.

Baji turned his head to you.

“Are you fucking kidding? That was great. You’re never leaving this room again.”

You laughed before turning your head and meeting him with a kiss. Baji, drunk of love and adoration kissed you softly, cradling your face gently as he did so. You kissed him back, more in love than you had ever felt in your life. Baji had given you his first time, had admitted he only felt comfortable with you and you wondered what you had done to deserve someone as special as him.

“I love you,” you whispered. Baji pulled away and smirked.

“Nah, I see the way you look at me, woman. You only want me for my body.”

Both of you chuckled before kissing each other again. Baji made a pause to remove himself carefully from you, tying a knot on the condom and throwing it to the nearest bin. His lips were on yours before you knew it, his hands caressing your sides as you traced his spine with your fingers.

“Are you hungry?” you asked as Baji moved to kiss your neck, nipping on the skin gently. “I could order something for us if you want.”

“Don’t worry,” he muttered, as he lowered his lips to your chest, sucking on your skin to make sure he would leave a small mark. He looked up at you, a mischievous smirk on his face. “I’m planning on eating soon.”

You had no chance to reply before Baji was already setting himself between your legs, holding your thighs open. He gave your folds a long lick, from your entrance to your clit, making you sigh and throw your head back in the pillow.

He was right. You were definitely not leaving the room anytime soon.

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Angel groaned irritably after his phone started vibrating with messages and calls, "Oh fuck me. Not now Val." He checked his phone and looked down at you sleeping peacefully with his two other arms around you, "Yer a real walking dildo in my asshole!" He whispered, pissed of that he had to leave.

He knew you wouldn't mind him leaving for work without waking you, but sometimes he still felt guilty about it.

He quickly took a shower and got dressed, only to find you sitting up in bed and scrolling on your phone, "Mornin' Baby!" Angel looked like someone that was caught out, even as you remarked, "Lemme guess, Val?" It wasn't a question, and when he chuckled you nodded.

"I'm sorry, sugar. I know I promised I'd be here, but I'll make it up to ya," he went over and kissed you apologetically. "If you'd let me come with you and shove a exploding butt-plug up that musty grudge-fuckers' ass..."

He laughed and slugged you.

"I swear I'll make it up to ya!" He brushed off your threat to his boss.

"Fine. But I swear, one day, Val is gonna get fucked. And not in a good way," You promised and he nodded, Angel heard you repeat this mantra every time he either had to leave for work or came back looking like hell.

You kissed him one last time, before he once again promised to see you later with a flirty little wink.

"Love ya!" Angel blew an air kiss at you.

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[nkogneatho]

rapunzel and eugene will always be my favorite disney couple

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Barbarian Prince Katsuki and Dragon Shifter Ejiro on a quest to prove that he's ready to become king to his parents by searching for a sacred treasure of the ultimate Dragon. In comes famous Adventurer Reader with massive experience in finding rare objects, who tries to swipe the last tidbit of a map to finding this treasure.

They are quite adept at holding off Katsuki who catches them, until sweetie pie wizard Ochaco binds them together with a spell that can only fade after they find it together.

Cue unwilling Reader and Katsuki along with Ejiro trekking through the woods together to find said sacred treasure. Feelings ensure, a dash of angst, danger and dragons.

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*Swings onto podium stand* Help me...I'm attracted to Husker...yes, I'm attracted to a grumpy, gruff-voiced, alcoholic winged cat demon... *Swings off podium*

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*Stands on podium* *Clears Throat* Maki...I wanna hug and kiss you so softly and sweetly because you deserve comfort after all you went through... *Blows kiss* *Gets off podium*

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*Taps Mic* Okay y'all, Hazbin Hotel comes out tomorrow, so imma need the fanfiction to come ROLLING out with each episode dropping because I crave the content so bad... *Flies off podium*