[peau-douce]

Anaïs 21 ❤︎ No RQ's..visit my masterlist (work in progress).

[5000-points]

[deerofgod]

[peau-douce]

When are we gonna see more chubby Higuruma content?

Love the first fic that’s best fic ever!!!

(^з^) ♪ Thank you so much for your kind words vv much appreciated..the part two will be posted soon! Unfortunately uni still has me held in a tight headlock wish it was Toji instead and I also have a severe case of making my fics too plot heavy so I haven't even gotten to the smutty part yet (⌒-⌒; )

But you can expect it by this weekend if time allows me to! I also realllyyyy want to get this one college au Choso out of my system I have been cooking up something sweet muahahahah...😈~

[dre759]

I don’t think I even need to make comments anymore. Fuck the imperial core.

[vacuiterror]

[peau-douce]

more chubby higu pls 🥹🥹 he’s so cute and yummy he needs to be fed more actually

Nonnie-chan just for you my next work will be a part two where reader feeds him delicious food like he deserves..all hail chubby Higu 👰🏻‍♀️

[peau-douce]

(｡-_-｡) Apologies for the inactivity I'll write something soon..school is kicking my butt....</3

[mawmenny]

[poetic-questions]

—Anaïs Nin, "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934"

[peau-douce]

Beer belly Higuruma..Oui Merci! Little NSFW under the cut..

This artist is making my interest in Higuruma skyrocket to the moon because she gets it..he definitely has a soft beer belly because he is stationed in his office 24/7, no time for the gym..once he does get back home he gets his hands on the next best instant meal and washes it down with like two cans of beer, even though he's told himself no more alcohol for the time being. Same with things like fastfood and sweets..but he can't help it. After a long day of hunching his back over case files, all he wants is to stuff his face with greasy food, get a little drunk, and then go to bed, where he has a night's sleep of approx. four hours before he has to get up again for work.

When he first starts dating you, he's afraid his physique might jeopardize his chances of getting closer to you, physically and mentally. You don't push him to get intimate right way, but you must admit it is a bit disappointing. You love his body! But he doesn't know that and gets really insecure..

He mentions wanting to work out more before going to the office, and leaves your shared bed earlier in the morning to try and crunch in some ab exercises at the gym. After work you welcome him home with a hearty plate of rice and steak, or a good, filling stew. Ever since you moved in, you've been replacing his microwave meals with homemade food filled with love.

You try and sneak in some dessert afterwards, like a brownie you bought at the convenience store, but he politely declines and tells you he's been trying to cut some weight away, jokingly poking at his protruding little belly visible under his t-shirt. He doesn't catch you almost drooling at the sight and holding yourself back from jumping his bones right there and then.

Higuruma believes that he needs to be built well for you to have the most pleasure in bed, but he doesn't realize that you love him like this..forget about the six-pack or defined biceps, you always preferred men with a little more meat on them. He's just so soft and gives you the best hugs when the two of you are cuddling.

When you tell him these affirmations late at night, he gets really shy at first, cute cheeks starting to dust pink. But he starts to thank you and gives you sweet kisses all over your face. He really did not deserve you..

Even after slaving away most of his hours at the office, and barely having time to properly dote on you, you still stayed by his side and showed him that he is perfect just the way he is.

You won't hold him back from getting more active, but you do assure him he doesn't need to get shredded for you to get more attracted to him, because you already were from the start..

Now, ever since you two established that you like him soft around the edges, Higuruma has started to notice your elongated staring at his body, especially towards his stomach..

Nightly makeouts are hotter and heavier, your hands getting friskier, gravitating to his stomach and his to your soft thighs.

Once he does eventually make love to you, and he's got your knees pushed to your chest, legs dangling off his shoulders, you can't stop looking at the little jiggle of his belly while he thrusts in and out of you.

The pleasure you feel in the moment is overwhelming, both of your stomachs lightly grazing each other in movement.

Higuruma starts to pant in your ear, lips caressing your temple.

"You are so, so beautiful..ah..please, keep touching me.."

He's referring to you lightly scratching his upper body with your nails, watching faint red stripes blossom under his chest. You can't stop squeezing the sides of his waist and feeling the fat under your palms.

"I love your body, Hiro..love it so much, ngh! Get closer to me.."

Higuruma makes your wish his command and wraps his soft, strong arms around your middle. Your knees start to give out and you instinctively cross your ankles on his lower back, hands holding his shoulders for support as he starts to ram into you harder.

"Fuck! Hiromi.."

The faster thrusting and his body being closer makes both of your stomachs glide across each other, the sound of skin slapping bouncing off the walls.

It's safe to say he won't ever hold back now that he's aware what tickles your fancy..

A/N: Gomen gomen this is a repost, if you saw the first one I love you..peau-douce is now its own blog everyone clap. Direct link to the artwork here, support the artist pretty please 💋 + credit for the dividers here! @uzmacchiato xx

[serpenttine]

ur roommate suguru is just sooo dreamy, you can’t help but use him as goon material.. it’s not like he’ll find out, right?

you’ve had a day straight from the depths of hell, and what better way to relieve stress than an orgasm?

you walk in the door to find all the lights in your home off...strange.

it’s 6pm now, suguru’s usually home and either cooking something in his slutty little apron or binge watching a new show on the couch.

doesn’t matter where he is, he’s not here. perfect for you.

you scramble to get out of the clothes you’ve been wearing all day, changing into your favourite pj set and toppling down onto your bed—you’ll throw the clothes in the laundry basket later.

there’s more important things to focus on, picking your poison.

tumblr? no..you haven’t got time for foreplay.

twitter? nothing new on your favourite tag.

pornhub? takes too long to find something worth watching.

rule34? ….just..no.

you can’t be bothered spending any longer on your phone, throwing it off to the side of your bed and resorting to your good old imagination.

which isn’t hard.. you live with a man who’d be perfect for porno’s.

you spend all day pretending you aren’t thirsting over him, every little thing he does gets you going.

the way he manspreads on the couch,

the way he spoon feeds you whatever new dish he tried out,

the way he walks around with no shirt on like it’s nothing,

hell, even the way he eats.

it feels like an insult to feminism when you feel yourself getting wet from seeing him do the most mundane tasks. he should have to work for it.

but he doesn’t, and that’s why you’re laying in your bed with your legs spread, a cute pink vibrator between them.

you imagine him coming up behind you in the shower, some scenario about needing to save money for the water bill.

pretending its his fingers, you rub the toy in circles against your clit—slow, then fast, slow then fast, edging yourself as you close your eyes and paint a picture in your head.

his chest against your back, his hair falling down over your face, his hard cock poking at you—you know it’s big, catching print isn’t needed when he lets it hang in those grey sweats.

it’s probably veiny, not too thick that he can’t fit it in but more than enough to fill you.

how would he do it?

would he push it in all in one go or feel you suck him in bit by bit?

would he fuck you slow?—wanting to drag out every moment, or would he chase as many orgasms as he can get out of you?

all these images of different possibilities are running through your head as the vibrator pulses on your clit—you’re already close and you know just the thing to finish off with.

“cum for me.” you imagine his voice ringing through your head as your thighs close in on eachother, pussy fluttering around the vibrator.

“mm..! sug—uruu..” you drag out the last few shocks of pleasure, trying to keep your toy on your puffy clit as long as possible even while your body shudders.

you scurry to turn it off and let it fall out of your hand onto the bed, heavy breathing filling the room.

there’s strands of hair all over your face, you move them out of the way before opening your eyes that were glued shut throughout that whole process and stare up at the ceiling.

but there’s something strange in the corner of your eye.

you up look through your legs to find suguru standing in your doorway, eyebrows raised and a grin on his face. “AAAAAAAAHHH!!!”

you rush to cover yourself and the..shameful toy you had just been using, did he see you?—well obviously but did he hear you?

he interrupts your inner turmoil by speaking, “what’s wrong? why’re you getting all shy now?”

he finds this funny.

the bastard is having the time of his life.

“GET OUT! WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?! THE APPROPRIATE THING TO DO IS PRETEND LIKE YOU DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING!” you try and save your dignity.

“well normally i would’ve left you to do your thing..but you were calling my name, were you not?”

your whole body locks up and you sit there, curled up in your blankets frozen. what are you supposed to do in this situation?

from his end, it was like a dream come true. he’s fisted his cock to you too many times to count—sometimes it wasn’t his bare hand but those red lacy panties you couldn’t find..

and to hear you moan his name so beautifully, it was better than he could’ve ever imagined. “no answer? are your fantasies too embarrassing to say out loud?”

you bury your head in the sheets, maybe if you don’t look at him he’ll just go away.. you’ll definitely be moving out after this one.

“do you not want to live them out?”

..or not?

a/n: hi loves i finally have a theme pls take my suguru thoughts (theres a lot of them) while i work to the bone studying 4 my exams

[peau-douce]

my apologies...i had to delete and start over i hated being a sideblog >_< i repost da belly higu fic not to worry not to worry. big things coming soon for peau-douce fans..