contrary to popular belief, nagi actually has trouble sleeping some nights. he’ll toss and turn, writhing in the sheets beside you.
“mmh…”
you hear him groan from a few feet away, and you know that when he gets like this, there’s really only one way to help him.
“sei? baby?” you sit up, gently caressing his hair with his back turned to you in a fetal position. “can’t sleep, honey?”
he hums in approval before turning around and nuzzling against the pillow, looking at you with such saddened eyes that you can’t help but lift up your shirt.
“you want—!”
you haven’t even finished talking as nagi pounces on your chest, sucking like his life depended on it. his tongue swirls in circles around your nipple, one hand caressing the free breast as the other practically drowns in his saliva.
“mmh… sho gfood…” he mutters, pulling back to stare. nagi takes in the sight of your bare tits for a second before diving back in, this time switching as he sucks. “i lovfe…”
“nghh—! i know, baby, i know. you love it, m–mhm—?” you rake your nails lightly across his scalp, massaging his head as he moans.
“mhm… thank you, mommy.”
his eyes are closed as he nuzzles impossibly further, trying to take the entire thing in. nagi’s insatiable—hungry, even—as he pulls back and squeezes you together before burying himself in between your breasts.
“shit—! f–fuck, baby, you’re so rough… a–aahh, it hurts…” you moan, gripping onto his hair as you pull.
but this does little to console nagi, who only looks up at you through his lashes before licking in between your breasts and working his way to your nipple, biting lightly as he maintains eye contact.
“b–baby…”
“does mommy feel good?” he asks, nuzzling back in passionately as he continues alternating between your tits. “i wanna make mommy feel good…”
your moans intensify as he begins humping you through your clothes. the layers of fabric do little to contain his hard, angry cock as he grinds against your core.
“yes, baby, momm– aah..! mommy, mommy feels so so good right now, my love. keep– fuck, fuck..! oh my g– nagi…! please don’t stop, baby!”
needless to say, neither of you got much sleep that night. but hey, quality over quantity, right?
꒰ summary ꒱; kaiser begs you to not use a condom today, and despite it being risky, how can you refuse his pleas?
꒰ content/warnings ꒱; 18+, afab reader, coercion, dubcon, kaiser's kinda toxic, breeding (can u tell i like breeding)
requested from this ask!
"c'mon baby," he pleaded, rubbing gentle circles on the plush skin of your inner thighs, the same ones he'd pried open just moments prior, eyes full of lust.
he was attempting to get your permission for him to fuck you raw.
but obviously, you weren't very keen on taking up the offer.
as good as it'd feel, so many risks presented themselves when not using protection.
"just this once? make me happy, pleasee?" he coaxed, batting his lashes.
"i'll pull out immediately, seriously," he added, desperation festering in his tone.
"mihya, i-it's risky," you murmur, struggling with the task of denying him.
despite the obvious fear in your expression regarding the topic, he still pushed, huffing when you'd refused again.
he wasn't exactly looking for no as an answer.
"fine then. we don't have to do anything at all," he grumbled, strategically pulling away from you.
after trying (and failing) to accept the absence of his tantalizing touch, you'd gone back on every reason you'd recited in your head on why you couldn't agree.
"w-wait," you call out, unable to take the loss of his warmth.
"yeah?" he turns around the moment you utter a word, unable to hide the shit-eating grin plastered on his face even if he tried.
"j-just this once," you say begrudgingly, concern still apparent in your furrowed brows, unsure if allowing it was the right decision.
he'd known you'd fall for his coercion, you always did without fail.
no matter how many times you'd try to be strict and say no, you'd always fold less than 5 seconds after.
"that's my girl." he grins, running his tattoeed hand through his messy locks, making his way back over to you.
・・・・・
not too long after, he was in you balls deep, your leg slung over his shoulder.
no condom on, this time.
"f-feels so good in you raw, liebling."
"look at how she's clamping around me, she thinks so too, hm?" he drawls, cold fingers rubbing tight circles on your clit.
you'd shuddered at the feeling, lips parted, gasping at the overload of sensations.
"h-hnghh, d-does feel– good.." you whine out, still reluctant to admit the change was significantly better, worried it'd become a regular occurrence
the only sounds audible were wet slaps of skin against skin, save for the high-pitched mewls you'd let out whenever he thrusted too deep.
"f-fuck, squeezing me so tight, it's like this pretty cunt wants me to cum inside, mein liebe." he groaned, captivated by the sight of how your weeping pussy seemed to suck him back in whenever he'd pull out to slam into you deeper.
you could only whimper beneath him, sharp nails digging into the supple flesh of his back, pleasure overriding any other feeling.
"h-haah, scheiße, y-you can't expect me to pull out," he purrs, pressing your knees up against your chest, forcing you in a mating press.
he knew your one and only rule was pulling out, but how could he?
how could he when you looked so drunk on his fat cock, moaning as he stretched you out deliciously.
"g'nna cum!" you gasp.
kaiser held your legs firm, not giving you a chance to squirm as he rammed into you deeper, relishing in the sound of your cries.
"yeah, cum f'me, schatzi." and you did, hard. you'd babbled incoherently as your nails dug deeper into his flesh, leaving red crescent marks in their wake.
"thaat's it, there you go," he spoke in a low, soothing hum, massaging gentle circles on your knee, a harsh contrast to how mean he was about to get.
"'m c-close too, hold on for me," he slurs, thrusts growing desperate.
you bit down on your lip, near strong enough to draw blood, the overstimulation from your previous orgasm leaving you a whiny mess.
kaiser doesn't respond, a cunning, lop-sided smirk curling his lips.
"m-mihya-"
he drew his pounds to a slow end, breath hitching as he felt his dick twitch in you, more than ready to go against every boundary you'd set
"jus'- stay still, m'kay?"
you wanted to refuse, to prevent him from stuffing you full, yet every word died in your throat, unable to deny the fact that you wanted it too.
he let out a guttural groan, throwing his head back as he felt you milk him dry.
"verdammt, schatz, y-you tell me you don't want it inside, yet you take it like this?" he mutters, pulling out, fingers making a mess of your now leaking hole.
"s-so pretty like this. see how good it feels?"
your chest heaves with every breath you take, unable to muster up the energy to respond.
he sighs, feeling a tad bit of remorse, thumb tracing your jaw, touch gentle. it was as if he was taunting you.
"i'll take care of you, get you pills n everything," he reassures, voice hushed, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.
Michael doesn't love quickies, but he does them often, because why not? He technically could wait until you two are home and have sex with you properly but what for?
He literally has the hottest girlfriend ever. Why wouldn't he take her to a quiet corner on the beach, to pull her bikini bottom to the side and fuck her from behind, chest pressed against her back, while whispering how hot she looks in that set he bought her?
Why wouldn't he bring her to the men's bathroom during an event to cramp her dress around her waist, finger her and mumble against her lips how much he wants to bring her home and breed her properly?
He can do it both. Quickies and looong love making session and he does it both, because you are his perfect princess, who gets everything from him.
Sae prefers long, intimate sex, but due to his busy schedule he can't always find the time or energy to do that, so often times you two find yourself in a quick breeding session, where you are on his desk, leg placed on his shoulder while he is holding your other thigh in his strong, bruising grip.
"F-fuck! Sae, baby, slower? Ngh" You always ask him to go slower because it occurred more than once that he had made you cum in the span of 2 minutes, due to him being so precise and good with his fucking fingers.
A thin layer of sweat was visible on his forehead, while he was gritting his teeth, feeling himself being close. "I am sorry love, feels too good. Oh, you're tight, baby"
Although he is always on the verge of being late to a meeting, interview or practice, he always find time to affectionately clean you up with a towel and place a kiss on your forhead before leaving.
Even if he wanted to, Rin wouldn't be able to live without quickies. That guy is horny over you aaaalll the time, like a feral beast. No matter what you wear, how you look at him or how you touch him, he is immediately rock hard with an angry blush on his cheeks, looking at you and trying to tell you through eye contact how desperate he is for a blow- or handjob.
Sometimes when he is really pent up, he even wants more than that. He drags you into the bathroom or behind a corner and begs you to get naked down there.
"Please, I really need this. Please, y/n, I am so hard right now" You make him beg all the time, because of how wet a desperate Rin gets your panties. Little does he know, you'd let him hit regardless. Always bending over for him to do everything he wants to your poor holes, getting on your knees to suck him off or lifting your shirt to work his throbbing length with your boobs.
Rin adores you, all of you. He just couldn't go a day without doing it atleast once with you, that's the kind off state you got him in.
Isagi doesn't hate quickies but he doesn't do them often. He prefers long, really long, sex. Having you lie there in a comfortable position, instead of standing or bending over somewhere, all vulnerable and just waiting for him drives him mad.
He loves taking his time with you. Softly kissing you down, until he reaches your tits, sucking on them until your nipples are hard and bruised, then kissing further down in between your legs, leaving a kiss on your damp panties aswell, before taking them off and slowly sticking his tongue in your burning hot pussy, while being crushed by your thighs. Fuck he sometimes dreams of those nights.
Isagi does get the appeal of quickies though. The idea itself is hot, but to actually have one is way to stressful for him. He doesn't like to be rushed, and the word 'quick' is already in the name so its pretty much a no-no for our genius.
rin luvs ur pussy sm. content | nsfw, oral, overstimulation, fem!reader, slight whining, pussydrunk!rin
“ah—! rin! fuck!” you squirm, feeling your inner things go cold from the intensifying stimulation.
rin was deep into tonguing your pussy, his hands feverishly rubbing up and down along your legs. he had already made you orgasm twice. but he just can’t get enough.
“fuckk,” he whimpered, his spit sputtering out of him and along your folds. “s’good,” he groaned.
your thighs held him flushed against the pulsing, seeping arousal of your cunt. you were biting on your bottom red until it was basically stinging with blood. the entirety of your lower body felt hot and cold at the same time, and you felt an erratic pace of your heartbeat.
“‘m gonna cum . . . rin . . .” you moaned loudly. “shit.”
you felt his lips latching onto the flesh of you, already beginning to savour the feeling of your third orgasm. you can hear the wet slurping! sounds coming from his drenched lips. your walls were contracting at an intensity that made you shiver. your head dropped back, your chest hammering quickly.
“hah . . . fuck,” you heaved, still feeling the pulsing of your orgasm and rin’s greedy mouth.
he spoke against your blooming pussy, sending vibrations up through your body. “love this pussy . . . all f’me.” his voice was low and slightly nasally. he didn’t want his lips off of you.
a hand dropped to glide through the tufts of his hair. your cheeks were still scorchingly hot, and your breath was nothing more than a quiver.
“rin . . . please,” you whine. “‘s too much.”
he finally let go, a wet pop! echoing in the bedroom. his lips were messily covered in your slick, practically glossing his chin entirely.
his brows furrowed slightly, a pout beginning to show. “but it’s so good.”
his tongue dropped out again, beginning to lap gently at your sensitive flesh. you stiffened instantly.
“ah—! rin!”
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a//n god im so horny for rin i could write abt him all day. also he’d totally be bratty and entitled case closed
your boyfriend sae has little patience; you knew that, but you couldn’t resist wanting to try cockwarming with him. besides, he’s in the off-season and took some vacation days, so why not spend it spending time with you (and trying new sex positions!). he’s your lover after all, it’s best to take care of him.
“baby, sit still. can’t we stay here and just talk?” you were straddling your boyfriend, sitting on his cock while you played with his bangs (that were finally not up with his annoying gel).
he raised an eyebrow. “and talk about what?” it was rather evident that he was irritated. you didn't do anything wrong, of course; he was just like that because at this point, he was antsy for you to move. you've been like this for a good hour or so? god, he was really trying to telepathically tell you to move.
“well, not sure… how about our days tomorrow? i’m going to be quite busy.” you rolled your eyes, subconsciously bucking your hips forward and instilling a groan out of sae.
you were going to laugh. even the great sae itoshi of the amazing football club real, had his limits for sure. “yeah, with what?”
“babysitting rin’s baby tomorrow. he has a cute kid, i'm jealous like she’s so cute.”
sae's tone suddenly turned light, “so would you want one?” “yeah…wait what?”
this was a bad idea, it really was a bad idea because now your boyfriend grabbed your hips, slamming you on his aching cock hard. “f-fuckk, sae—! hnghhhh… what t-the hell?”
he turned to you, holding your chin and squishing your cheeks with such a soft smile plastered on his face. “let’s have one of our own, yeah?”
sae turned feral—you seriously couldn’t believe it. your lover, who was usually calm, composed, and gentle with you, was fucking you like he had nothing to lose—like as if he's been wanting to do this—to get you all pregnant with his kid.
and...of course he did. you just never paid attention. you never paid attention to how, despite his rather stoic and blunt nature in public, his gaze always softens every time he encounters a 'mini' fan of his, and how his eyes are always on you and how soft you were to rin's kid; how he spoils the girl more than her own father (you also didn't see how...kinda jealous sae was but he'd never admit it. he loves his niece, he really does).
“take it? yeah, baby?” he moved your hips side to side, hands grabbing at the plush of your ass and kneading it juuust like dough.
your maw was slack, drool slipping on the side of your lips while your eyebrows were pinched together. sae was fucking into it...realllll into it. his cock bullied your cunt so rough with every move of his hips and slamming you onto him.
“attagirl, so beautiful…” you felt your boyfriend tense up, spilling inside of you with a stretched out, quiet groan… and yet he still kept going relentlessly, cum sloshing inside your hole and being pushed inside. your breath was practically taken, and you felt like you were going to cry out of bliss.
“gonna be so pretty… all pregnant with a kid of our own…” he kept whispering as if he was manifesting this. it didn't help that he lifted you, your legs wrapped around his waist, and took you to your shared bedroom where he would further enact in his breeding agenda.
POV: Bunny Iglesias—just as his first name suggests—likes to roleplay as a bunny when he’s fucking. He ends up behaving more closely to a wolf, though, and he for sure has all the physical capability to keep it up for as long as he’s satisfied.
⚠️ WARNINGS:
— This is a NSFW oneshot with no plot and not really proofread
— Reader is FEMALE and uses SHE/HER pronouns
— Contains: Breeding Kink, Creampies, Degradation + Praising Kink, Predator/Prey Play and Dumbification
— AU is: Up to interpretation
Bunnies are one of the cutest animals to ever come out of evolution. They’re fluffy and big-eyed like cats but their cuteness stands out more because of the fact they’re prey. While cats have sharp claws and teeth that can make you bleed, bunnies are known to be completely harmless to other animal species. Their existence seems to be solely to feed its own predators and appeal to the human taste in cuteness more than anything. So since they don’t have a great, unique defense mechanism and only a cute appearance, it seems that bunnies found their way to survive this cruel dog-eat-dog world through reproduction.
Bunnies who could reproduce the most offspring and quickly thrived more than bunnies who could only birth one or two offspring.
That’s the principle that Bunny Iglesias carried when he was mating with you. When he trapped you on a rigid mating press, where you had no freedom to shift at all because he stood so much taller and more powerful than you, and he thrusted you right where you most liked, Bunny solely fantasized with how much offspring he was putting inside you for you to carry.
It was ironic for a man like Bunny to carry that principle. In fact, his name was ironical on its own. Almost standing 2 meters tall, with the biggest and strongest arms you’ve ever seen in a man and the meanest smile on his face, Bunny fucked you senseless while telling you that he wasn’t tired in the slightest. He had you stuck underneath him to be the victim of his sadistic lust for rawness like a wolf, slowly corrupting a poor female bunny’s mind that he successfully hunted before he could devour its flesh. Only a predator could ever be such a cruel breeding machine like he was being with you right now. Or maybe Bunny does deserve some credit for his name because only a bunny in heat would work this hard to pump his babies inside a female bunny nonstop with zero to little care of how much your body could take of his sperm before collapsing. Bunny Iglesias was truly a wolf in a bunny’s clothing and he fulfills his role perfectly.
It was your fifth round with him at this point and nothing had changed in your position. Bunny didn’t once stop moving at the constant speed he was going with nor did he once cum outside of your poor cunt. From the angle he had you on, you could watch the slow corruption of your pussy. It’d gone from this clean, untouched place to a dirty and mushy mess with the amount of cum Bunny had already spilled and made your body spill too. He was really taking the task of breeding you seriously.
The worst part is that you liked it. Beneath all your shame, you loved to be dominated like this. All you had the right to do in that position was to take him in submissively while he stared at you from above with that annoying grin of his that told you his pride was skyrocketing right now. Weren’t you just the most perfect bunny to breed with?
“You look so cute…” Bunny suddenly added, tilting his head to catch your struggling expression from another pretty angle.
“B-Bunny, I-I cant… think—” You desperately pleaded for his mercy by babbling his name, which he thought was cute and took as a plea for more.
But poor little you was so overwhelmed with distorted pleasure that you couldn’t even talk without babbling all over yourself. Bunny’s grin grew wide at your rolling eyes, clearly enjoying how dumb he was making you look for him.
“You don’t need to think about anything right now.” He smoothly said, completely contrasting your barely communicative state. “Unless its about how much I’m putting my babies inside you right now… Heh.” Then he giggled at the imagination that all that ran through your mind was him and his dick.
And his charming voice only convinced your weak conscience to apreender yourself to him and his raw breeding more and more. Bunny noticed how your legs quickly stopped resisting at all to his rigid press, making your pathetic pussy spread even easier for him to invade. Not that it changed anything, really. Your poor hole was slippery enough for anything to go back and forth inside it. You wouldn’t be surprised if his fist could fit in too, seeing how his thick, aggressive cock had already dilated a good fraction of your hole a long ago. The initial pain of that size difference was long gone, but you missed that pleasurable pain a bit.
“Que buena conejita que tengo..!” Bunny actually laughed at you again, genuinely happy to see your trust on him, but you didn’t mind that humiliation. “Hazlo sola por mí, amor.” Then he suddenly chose to let go of your legs and stood straight.
You followed his orders despite being so weak, smiling dumbly for putting yourself in such a humiliating position—where you held your own wide open for him—like the masochist you were. You were offering yourself like an object to be throughly used by him. A full plate for a predator to eagerly consume. What kind of prey behaved like that to themselves when facing a predator? And of course a wolf like Bunny smiled back at your actions.
“And here I thought you were unconscious…” Bunny patted your head twice to praise your dedication to this whole moment. “Stay still like that for just a bit longer, yeah?” Then that same hand moved down to grope your breast.
Your eyes followed it, liking to be mindlessly touched there as if the way he used your pussy wasn’t enough to make him cum inside you again for the whatever the count was at this point of the intercourse. It was pointless to grope you like that, but he still did it for the sake of power dynamics.
But then your whole body shivered when Bunny’s hand other hand sneaked to your clit while you were distracted, making you hiss when he punched its mushy, puffy core.
“B-Bunny..!” You pleaded for him again… but this time he could tell the reason for it was different from last time. “P-Please…” Your body burned as you failed to express yourself clearly in that position that tired you even more since all your crumbling was being used to hold your legs rather than just worm helplessly under his grip.
“Please what, hm?” He tilted his head, mocking you from that powerful angle above you.
“P-Please fill me up again…” Your eyes almost got wet from tears from the itchiness he caused to your clit, toying with it just perfectly to make you cum with him too.
“What do you think I’m trying to do, hm?” You couldn’t answer his teasing questions at this point anymore.
All left of you was this lustful husk of yourself he’d seduces out of you.
“All I’ve been doing for the last hour is breeding you like crazy and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon yet… Lay still like the good bunny you are and jet me finish my job, okay?” You nodded pathetically, just hoping the moment would come soon enough.
Bunny focused his mind in the task again. He was a bunny, wasn’t he? So he must focus to fuck you and impregnate you just like the real bunnies do on Discovery Channel.
Bunnies in heat have no mercy with the females they’re mating, so neither should Bunny have mercy with you. He needed you to be leaking his semen until the next morning until he could call it a day. No other bunny or wolf could ever lay their hands on you. You were his and only his partner for this season. He didn’t care if that sounded predatory, he was technically still a fully grown human being, and one that didn’t have the happiest background.
But the legacy he carries comes from bunnies. Senseless, maximum reproduction.
Bunny orgasmed inside you again and it burned your sensitive insides once again. Bunny didn’t move an inch. He forced your body to take it all no matter how much you moaned and arched your back to stop your womb from burning. You even had a small tear falling down, happy to be feeling this pain of being a vessel for his offspring.
“Phew…” Bunny breathed out for the first time in some exhaustion once his body finally relaxed from the shaking wave of pleasure that took him, no matter if he was already halfway desensitized to it at this point.
And just by curiosity, he decided to tortuously slowly pull out his dick from you and check up on your body after looking to the side and realizing just how darker the outside world had become compared to when you two first started this.
Plop
That was the sound that came from your pussy finally detaching from him and what immediately followed was a quick and thick pool of cum dripping out of your that remained dilated. It didn’t seem like it had any energy or condition to come back to normal right now and it needed time to recover.
The more seconds passed, the more your pussy let our all the cum that couldn’t fit in your womb and Bunny watched it all in shock and amusement. You were really the perfect mate for heat season.
“Ah. Ahahaha..!” Bunny laughed when he finally realized that your pussy had done its most perfect and dedicated work for him. “Looks like I should’ve given you some breaks in between the rounds, shouldn’t have I? Sorry about that, love…” Despite the apologetic words, Bunny used a finger to gently scoop a fat chunk of the falling cum and push it back in.
It didn’t seem like he was going to stop here.
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I missed posting an oneshot here, not gonna lie… but I’m still more focused on my longer projects on AO3 and Wattpad. I won’t post with much frequency here at all. I’ll keep posting whichever small oneshots I cook in the way in this page, though, don’t worry about that. ;)
Don’t forget to like and comment if you liked it <3
m-m-may i re-request sub Kaiser… yearning for us while we erm… refuse to suck him off bc he desperately needs to cum..
t-thank you twin… ur so goated 🥹🥹❤️🩹
content warnings (went overboard... just a lil): cum eating. edging. sub kaiser. ooc kaiser, i suppose? possible spelling mistakes. this is very much rushed. do let me know if there is any.
Kaiser yearning for you is something no one would ever believe if you told them, even if you provided them with mass amounts of evidence, they still would be in denial because Kaiser just doesn't seem the type of guy to yearn for someone, but he does.
But, he is right now.
His head buried in your neck, breaths quick and uneven as you jerk him off. Your thumb smearing his pre-cum all over his tip, playing around with it while moving your hand up and down. He's this close to breaking down and crying. You've been edging him for longer than an hour now – trying to push him past his limits just for the fucking fun of it, or maybe not. Really and truly, you're just sick and tired of his cocky attitude and ego; how he thinks he can act all tough shit around you in public – pretending that he doesn't know damn well that behind closed doors, you could have him crawling up to you if you really fucking wanted.
God, it's damn near pathetic what you could make this man do.
"F-Fucking hell, schatz. Please, look I'm s-sorry–" He stops when you lean down a bit, and spit directly onto his tip, warm saliva coating his tip causing him to cry out. "Shitttt– just please? I know I can be... annoying at times, and for– for that I'm sorry, alright? Please, just for two minutes. Suck me off for two minutes an-and I'll cum and get it over done with–" You hum, squeezing his tip between your two fingers – not hard, but hard enough for him to feel a sting. A strangled moan leaves his lips, and the hands rush from clawing at the sheets to claw at your thighs.
"You piss me off, Kaiser." Your tone makes his skin crawl. It's way too calm – chill, but there's a slight dark undertone to it – but fuck, does it only turn him on more. "You wanted to role-play dictator today, and I let have you fun, then you got a little too confident, and it lead you here," your hand moves down, slowly tracing one of his veins on the way down, "and somehow, even after all that, you still try to be domineering."
"No no no– that's not what I'm getting at, schatz." He groans in frustration – not at you, but mostly from himself, if he wasn't being so fucking annoying, he would've been able to cum ages ago. Hell, if he were lucky, he would've gotten a treat at the end of it.
"Please– I'm sorry! I'm sorry, okay? Just please– please– two minutes?"
Your hand stops, and without word, you're pushing him back onto the bed, just so his back lies flat against the sheets. He stares at you – needy – desperate – with those pathetic puppy eyes that nearly had you breaking your facade. "Don't stop begging then."
And, oh boy, he begs alright – voice cracks and everything – pouring his heart and soul out just for a single lick against his dick – a suck on his tip if you're feeling generous, and thank fuck, you did feel kind today.
It's honestly like God picked him to his favourite just this once because you pull his thighs apart, move your head between his legs, grab his cock, and take the whole thing in your mouth – albeit with a bit of struggle – but your warm mouth surrounding him cock makes up for it, and when your tongue darts along his sensitive tip once – sensitive from all the edging he's been enduring – he's done for – hot, white spurts shoot into mouth as pitiful grunts and whines leave your boyfriends lips.
You let your mouth linger for a bit, right before pulling your mouth off him. You glare at him and he's just staring at you – dazed, pleased even. A cocky smirk making his way right back onto his face. "Knew I could eventually break you innn– mphm?!" He's immediately cut off by you kissing him though, basically shoving your tongue into his throat and pushing all of his cum from your mouth right back into his – straight back to source it came from.
Sure, he's nothing more than surprised – but, he doesn't pull back. He leans further in, the taste of his own cum mixed with your saliva has his cock stirring right back to hard. You pull back, just a bit, and then you force his mouth open with your thumb and spit the last few drops of cum back into his mouth. "You don't fucking learn, do you?"
"Afraid not, schatz. Teach me some manners."
author's note: defo zoned out and fucked up that ask halfway but shhh.... i'm busy. i have a baby sister now. my priorities are all over the place.
Idk if I wanna archive this account bc I have writers block and depression literally hitting me like a truck right now.. within the next few days im either gonna post a mass amount of fanfic or archive this account until further notice.
“m-mommy! please..” rin buried his face into your shoulder, biting down on the flesh there to keep silent as your hand wrapped tight around his aching length.
“you sound so cute..” you cooed, pressing your thumb against rin’s leaking tip to coax more of that sticky pre out. rin gasped sharp and small, hips bucking into your fist.
your other hand stilled on his hips to force him to settle down, “no squirming, baby.” you tutted, rin’s plump, kiss-bitten lips pressed into a sweet pout.
you cupped his chin, pressing your thumb against the seam of his lips and pushing in. rin’s lips immediately wrapped around your digit and sucked on it, tongue swirling around the tip.
“such a good boy.” you mused, stroking rin faster and rin nodded in quick jerky motions. yes he was a good boy, only yours.
you curved your wrist upwards and rin immediately arched, head falling back and mouth opening slack. “there! feel so—g-good!” he babbled, drool flying from his lips.
you only smiled and bent forward, taking rin into your mouth. rin’s jaw fell open in a muted gasp, the feel of your warm mouth wrapped around his throbbing cock, taking every inch of him until his tip kissed the back of your throat.
it was too much.
rin gripped your head with both hands and began bucking his hips up, fucking your throat like a fleshlight. “i’m sorry—so sorry mommy—please, oh god!” rin cried out, his dick brushing your oesophagus with each upward thrust of his hips.
you gagged and choked but didn’t pull off. allowing rin to use your mouth to get himself off.
rin was close, tip twitching in your throat once, twice and thrice before he buried himself to the balls in your mouth and came down your throat with a broken cry.
“f-fuck..ah—’m sorry, mommy..don’t be mad..” rin panted breathlessly, his softening cock flopping out of your mouth with a soft squelch. you chuckled, wiping your lips with the back of your hand.
you began crawling up his body, rin watched with bated breath. his stomach sank when you straddled his chest, cupping his face with both hands.
you looked so beautiful to him, staring down at him with those sweet eyes. your thumb traced his plump bottom lip, “never mad at you.”
rin released a long breath but then you flopped down beside him and hiked your own skirt up, revealing your slick, puffy cunt to rin’s hungry gaze. “you should return the favour.” you beckoned him over with a crooked finger.
rin immediately kneeled on the bed and crawled over to you, settling between your thighs, hot breath fanning over your flushed pussy.
“yes mommy.”
a/n: this is a kind of a 'fuck u' post i made bc im petty and someone told me im a creep for "writing smut about minors" even though i clearly age everyone up before writing for them...and im not the only one writing smut about rin and definitely not the only one enjoying it.. (most of my popular posts r about rin GO FIGURE LMAOOOO) also im gonna write more bc someone also told me its good i "dont have the motivation to write anymore" and like i said im petty asfk idgaf i do wat i want anyway sorry for ranting ❤️❤️ enjoy all
2025-2026 — @reositos ★ don’t copy/modify/translate/repost to other sites. also don’t feed my work to ai.
Catboy!Kaiser who you found in some random pet store one day, and you only got him because he was cute. Little did you know what a mistake that would be.
Catboy!Kaiser who you swear is the most needy catboy on the planet. He feels like being annoying? He’s interrupting your study time for pets and cuddles. He’s bored? Suddenly your hoodie string has become his new toy. He’s hungry? He’s tapping your shoulder and saying your name repeatedly until you give in.
Catboy!Kaiser who makes it seem like touching water is the end of the world, but also likes staying clean. He’s pouting and pawing at your hand as you wash his hair, but reluctantly calms down when you scratch behind his ears.
Catboy!Kaiser who makes you blow dry his hair until every strand is dry while he eats whatever expensive food you bought for him. He makes your job harder by leaning into you.
Catboy!Kaiser who threatens to throw a tantrum every time he doesn’t get his way. You don’t let him annoy you, and suddenly he opens his mouth like he’ll start screaming. You have to give in just to shut him up every time.
Catboy!Kaiser who doesn’t like admitting it, but loves sleeping with you. He doesn’t care about the bed he made you buy, he only sleeps in yours and only sleeps with you. He likes to curl his tail around your waist and rest his head on your chest, but usually doesn’t so you don’t catch on. You do.
Catboy!Kaiser who hates doing it but begs for sex anyway. You’ll tell him no while studying and he’ll start pouting, his hands kneading your thigh and he’ll wrap his tail around your waist.
Catboy!Kaiser who is actually rather submissive in bed. He’ll be all whiny underneath you while you give him the time of his life despite the may times you’ve done this.
Catboy!Kaiser who claims he “needs” good aftercare, but actually just wants you to baby him. He’ll even keep you from studying after, saying something along the lines of it being too late at night and you need your sleep.
Catboy!Kaiser who thinks he’s being subtle with his love for you, but he’s actually really obvious.
A/N: I genuinely love catboy Kaiser sm bc like wdym my favorite character is mixed with one of my favorite animals
your first world tour wasn't just a series of concerts, but a global takeover. from the busy streets of seoul to the sold-out arenas of london, your face was plastered on every skyscraper and bus stop. it was exhausting, a blur of five-star hotels and private jets, but the adrenaline of thousands of people screaming your name was a drug you weren't really ready to quit. every night was a masterpiece of glitter, high-fashion and a setlist that was as provocative as it was catchy.
the air in the arena in tokyo was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and pyrotechnic smoke. you stood behind the curtain, heart thrumming in sync with the heavy bass intro of your most daring track. this was the moment in the show everyone talked about. the interaction. the lights flashed a blinding, rhythmic white as you strutted down the catwalk. you looked out in the vip pit, your eyes scanning the sea of faces for your victim of the night.
usually, you picked a fan who was already half-sobbing with joy. but tonight, someone caught your eye for the exact opposite reason. in the middle of the front row stood a guy who looked like he was attending a grim funeral. he was tall, dressed in a black shirt, with dark hair falling over teal eyes. while everyone around him was jumping and screaming, he stood perfectly still, arms crossed, looking at you with boredom.
rin itoshi.
you recognized the strongest striker worldwide.
"tokyo..." you said into the mic, stopping right in front of him. "i see a lot of people having fun. but i see one person who looks like he can't wait to leave the arena."
you pointed a finger directly at rin. "you. the one in the black shirt."
the spotlight swung and landed directly on the tall figure. the giant screens flanking the stage zoomed in, capturing every sharp angle of his face. even under the harsh light, his expression remained stony.
"well..:" you leaned down, resting a hand on your hip as you looked at the crowd, your voice dropping into a whisper. "do you recognize this man?"
everyone screamed as soon as they realized who was standing in their mist.
"rin itoshi, everybody!" you announced, your voice echoing through the rafters. "the strongest striker in the world, and apparently, my toughest critic."
rin didn't move. he didn't wave or even blink. but on the massive screens, you could see the faint pulse in his neck. you glanced to the right, spotting a group of familiar faces.
"i see the rest of the team there," you teased. "tell me the truth, starboy. did they drag you here? did you lose a bet at training today? or are you just a secret fan who's too shy to admit it?"
rin's jaw tightened. "i was forced," he rasped, his voice low.
"forced? that's a strong word for someone who got a front-row seat," you laughed, standing up. "well, if you're already here, you might as well contribute to the performance. security, could you please japan's treasure up here? i think he needs a lesson in a different kind of footwork."
the crowd roared as rin was guided over the barricade. he stepped onto the stage looking like he was ready to tackle someone, but as he stood under the center spotlight, the height difference was striking. he was a lethal, lean machine and you were a vision of shimmering crystals and silk. you started your specimen inspection, walking a slow circle around him.
"you're even more intense up close," you mused. you reached out, your fingers ghosting over his shoulder, adjusting the collar of his shirt. you smoothed back a stray lock of his dark hair, your hand lingering just a second too long near his ear.
his ears began to turn a vivid, hot pink. "what's the matter, starboy? your heart is beating so loud i can heart it over the bass," you whispered, pressing your palm flat against his chest for a fleeting second.
the transition for the bridge hit and you signaled for the stool to be brought out. rin sat down, his posture so rigid he looked like he was made of stone. you didn't give him a second to think. you stepped between his knees and slid onto his lap, sitting sideways across his thighs. the arena went absolutely insane.
rin's hands stayed frozen at his sides, his entire body turning into a pillar of heat beneath you. you leaned in, your lips brushing the shell of his ear as you sang the most suggestive line of the song.
"don't look away, starboy," you teased, pulling back to lock eyes with him.
up close, he was completely short-circuited. his eyes were wide, blown out with shock, and the flush had spread from his ears to his entire face. for a split second, the boy who only cared about goals was gone, replaced by a guy who didn't know how to handle a girl sitting on his lap. you hit the final high note, maintaining eye contact until the last beat faded. you stood up, blowing him a kiss as the crowd erupted.
"give it up for rin! i hope he just realized some games are more fun than soccer."
MDNI: NSFW, smut, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, rough sex, cockdrunk reader (all of us tbh), breeding (it's my kink and kaiser activates it FUHHH im only thinkin w my vagina im crine) art by: xxartl
You were laying on your stomach as your bastard boyfriend abused your overstimulated cunt. You didn't complain you never do. You take it. Because at the end of the day, what hurts you gives him pleasure. And fuck, it felt good.
Even if his mushroom tip was bruising your walls with every brutal thrust. Even if his cock was slick and messy with your cum from round after round, leaking all over the bed in a way that was sticky, filthy, the kind of nasty that would make you gag if you saw it in porn but with Kaiser, it's different.
He's beautiful. Clean. That type of clean where if he accidentally pissed in a pool, you'd stick your face in it and thank him. You need him. You don't just need him inside you.. you need him under your skin, fused into your bones, living in your bloodstream.
His fingers laced with yours, pinning your hands against the mattress as he hissed filthy praise in your ear. Your sensitive, needy cunt getting fed with every smooth, devastating thrust that made those sloppy wet noises the kind that made you go numb with pleasure, made your nipples harden to the point of aching, made you want to scream yes, yes, yes over and over until your voice gave out.
The way his cock thrust into you gave you this overwhelming urge to pee except you couldn't. You weren't even sure if you wanted to. But even if you did, you knew it would feel even better to just let go. That painfully good, overwhelmingly intense pressure building and building with nowhere to go, making everything feel sharper, more desperate, more raw.
You're so cockdrunk it's insane. You always thought you were controlled, composed but his cock changed your mind. Rewired your brain. You can't get enough. He fits so perfectly in your cunt, like he was made for you. No air between you, just him buried so deep it feels like a blade in your gut.. nothing leaking out unless the weapon is removed.
That overwhelming, dizzying, too much but not enough feeling that makes your toes curl and your mind go blank. Pure, mindless bliss.
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