Warnings: some angst, assault although slight it’s still there, be careful of the company you keep
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The sports festival came and went in flash, despite not being able to see as well as he would have liked. Aizawa was incredibly proud of his students, regardless of how unorthodox and rambunctious they all were. Heck, he even found a potential protégé from the general studies course that he couldn’t wait to tell-
Oh that’s right.
The extra key that was thrown at him weighs heavier in his pocket as Present Mic helps him walk away from the sound booth. It’d been two weeks since he’d last seen (Y/n) and heard from her. The man isn’t surprised, he did use all the stops to make her leave, break her in a way that only those close to her had the ability to. Did he mean all the words he had said to her? Hell no. He had been trying to put her first, something new and unfamiliar in his life, but the safety of his students and his job as an underground hero came first. And she knew that. At least, that’s what he tells himself.
Hi! Hi! Hi! Can I please get A, C, H & M (Nsfw) for jin Mori and Fem s/o.
SMUT ALPHABET (A, C, H, M)
— jin mori x fem!reader
— smut
— headcanon
— sexual themes, breeding, spitting
A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
— he’d be so gentle and sweet ): will bring you anything you want, water? already on the night stand. food? he’s already warming up some leftovers.
— he is the type to stay in bed with you for a little while and admire your facial features and caress your skin. Sneaking in a few kisses in between <3
— would totally ask you to join him in the shower and let him wash you. maybe a round 2 if u‘re down
C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)
— loves cumming inside you. only the thought of filling your pretty little cunt with his seed gets him hard in 0.025 seconds.
— when you suck him off, swallow his cum and he‘ll be a man in heaven. Will ask you to open your mouth before you swallow, just so he can spit in your mouth and make you swallow both his cum and spit <3
— when he‘s eating you out, he’ll always make you cum at least twice. He’s addicted to your taste.
H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
— he’s slightly darker down there. But not that it matters because he shaves it anyway.
— he loves when you go down on him, in return he shaves regularly.
M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
— Seeing you working out or fighting. Watching sweat dripping down your face and body gets him hard real quick.
— Also seeing the outlines of your breasts and cunt when you wear tight clothes makes him a bit dizzy <3
— sexual themes, fem!reader & male!reader mentioned once, overstimulation
— sfw version
A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
— he’d be so sweet afterwards >: will wipe you down with a warm wet cloth, and depending on what you’re comfortable with after sex (cuddling, eating, napping, etc.) he’d adjust to that </3
— never forget that both parties need aftercare! He’d go take a shower (wether you join him or not is up to you) and then ask you if he could lay his head on your chest and nap for a little.
B - Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
— If shun had to choose then it would be his mouth/lips. He loves tasting you things and his favourite type of affection is kissing.
— shun loves you for your personality, but his favourite body part of yours is your lips! He loves kissing you and that mouth of yours always does wonders to him ;)
C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)
— prefers cumming inside you. creampie enthusiast. but also loves the sight of you swallowing his cum.
— when it comes to you– he loves the way you taste. makes sure to get every last drop of your cum. always leads to overstimulating you.
D - Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
— Steals your clothes and masturbates while wearing/smelling them. When he’s really sexually frustrated he steals your underwear.
— Often jerks off to your voice messages you send him, loves your voice.
E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
— Had a partner before but never went further than receiving oral from them. The relationship didn’t last long
— He may be inexperienced and nervous at first but once he gets into it, you’re gonna see stars.
F - Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)
— Missionary and Cowgirl are his favourites.
— your lewd expressions get him off quick and hard, the sight of your face scrunched up in pleasure makes him go crazy.
— is pretty open to try out new things!
G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
— Usually it’s serious and intimate. But smiles during foreplay sometimes. He loves you too much.
— Gets insecure when you start laughing during sex, thinks he’s not pleasuring you good enough ):
H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
— The hair matches the drapes :} Shun doesn’t shave, it’s always neatly trimmed.
— Has a good hygiene, doesn’t want to gross you out.
I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
— Soft yet passionate. Treats you like royalty, praises you constantly and kisses your skin. Wants to make sure you know how much he adores you.
J - Jack Off (Does it happen often? Are they loud? Etc...)
— I don’t think he jerks off a lot, twice a week or so. You’re usually around to give him a hand.
— He is vocal but not loud, softly moans your name while wearing one of your oversized shirts, imagining you’re the one fisting his cock.
K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)
— Overstimulation, tiny bit of Food Play, BREEDING, PRAISING, Body Worship, partly Clothed Sex (wearing shirts/hoodies), Marking
L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)
— Strictly the bedroom, it’s the most comfortable and private.
M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
— Your bare skin, tight clothes, short clothes, you wearing his clothes, sucking on sweets, literally anything as long it’s you.
— Trace/lightly scratch/massage his shoulders/back and he’s got a strain further below.
N - NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
— inflicting pain (on both parties), doesn’t want to hurt you or you hurt him.
— Public Sex, no matter how many times you ask him, he won’t stick his hands into your pants when you’re not at home.
— Don’t bring up threesums or poly relationships, he’s quiet possessive, only wants you for himself and give himself only to you.
O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
— MY GOD- HE IS SO GOOD AT IT. He is in love with the taste of your cum, could spend hours between your legs. Prefers giving over receiving, he’s a service type of partner. Overstimulates u so good
— Never turns down a blow job from you, praises you the whole time, is also quite vocal too, wants you to know you make him feel good <3
P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
— Missionary: Steady pace and hard thrusts, wants you to feel every Inch of him.
— Cowgirl: You can set the pace but when you get tired he’ll take over control and thrusts up into you, goes a little faster there.
Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
— is okay with them, but prefers taking his time. He wants to make love to you, not use you for a quick pleasure.
R - Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
— If you’re a female he’d have sex with you when you’re on ur last pill. You’d experience a pregnancy scare but he’s there for you, supporting you all the way.
— If you’re a guy, he’d use the last bit amount of lube that’s remaining in the bottle, hoping he’s not gonna hurt you, if he does he’ll immediately pull out and take care of you.
S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
— Makes you cum with his mouth at least twice and lasts 2 rounds. Takes his time, doesn’t want to end the deed anytime soon :]
T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
— Would use toys on you if you want him to! Ask him nicely and he’ll purchase the objects.
— prefers pleasuring you with his body tho.
U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)
— Teases you sometimes, especially when he’s in a good/playful mood. But he’s usually; all in pleasuring you from the beginning.
V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
— he’s not too loud, soft moans and lots of grunts. Heavy breaths next to your ear. shivers
— Loves when you’re vocal, mewls, loud moans, grunts, he loves them all.
W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
— Shun has an oral fixation, always got the need to have something between his lips. your neck almost screams to be marked up.
You were studying in your boyfriends room, a few minutes ago he had offered you to sit on his lap to help him with an exercise. While you were explaining him how he got to solve it he starts nipping at your neck and pulled you deeper into his lap.
Shun grabbed you by your throat from behind and pushed your back against his chest, giving him better access to your neck. He slid your shirt off your shoulder and started sucking on your flesh, grinding his arising erection against your butt at the same time. “S-Shun“ you moaned and grinded back against his crotch, wanting to feel more of him. “Patience, Angel, I’ll take very good care of you.“ he mumbled into your neck and continued marking up your smooth skin.
X - X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
— Pretty Dick Squad™️
— Has a bit more length than girth and the two long veins alongside his dick. Just perfect, 7’5 inches.
Z - ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
— Cleans up and makes sure you’re alright before he takes a recovery nap.
Hi I was just wondering if you have read the goh we toon or if you have on watched the anime? Of you have read the we toon how far are you into it?
Hello! I need to catch up with both the anime and toon ;—; I lost the chapter I was on, I don’t really have time to watch animes rn cuz I come home late and I’m worn out every time! I’ll catch up soon :]
you’d always take your time with loving him, as did he with you.
becoming friends took some time, becoming lovers took some time, being comfortable with each other took some time and giving little kisses to each other in public took some time.
you wanted to actually be with him for the rest of your life, so you never rushed or forced things. whatever happened, happened.
but when he suddenly asked if you wanted to take a shower with him, you froze.
you had always been the one to take the initiative in your relationship. besides the first date and kiss, that is. and this would be the first time you’d see each other... well, you’d see each other. so you stared at him with your lips slightly parted, trying to answer him, but failing miserably.
“hey! it’s okay if you don’t want to, i was just thi — !”
and suddenly you held his face in both your hands and pressed your lips against his, shushing him immediately while smiling in happiness.
you pulled away softly and stared at the man with wide eyes that blinked down at you. “is that a y — “
“of course i want to shower with you, silly,” you said, cutting him off with a grin curved into your lips as you watched him roll his eyes.
“can you not cut me off, please?”
you just laughed in response and poked his cheeks lovingly, watching that adorable smile crawl onto his face.
and ten minutes later you stood in outside the bathroom with a towel covering your body, waiting for megumi to give you the okay to come in.
“he’s so cute..” you whispered to yourself, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip as you switched your weight from one leg to the other.
it wasn’t that you weren’t shy or nervous — because you were — it was just so.. easy and comfortable with him, so your excitement and happiness overpowered those things that normally would make you nauseous.
“i’m ready.”
you let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding and grabbed onto the door handle and pushed it down, eyes immediately on the foggy glass that blurred his figure.
you closed the door behind you and loosened the towel around your body, hanging it where it was easy to grab for later.
you opened the door and was met with his back turned towards you and hands flat on the wall, the warm water hitting his back as his head hung low. your gaze immediately softened as you felt him jump the second you gently put your hand on his back.
“umi, we can do this another time if you want to.” he turned around instantly and connected his eyes with yours, smiling softly as one of his hands cradled your face. “i’m.. sorry. i’m just nervous, i guess.” you shook your head and grabbed his wrist with both of your hands, pulling it away from your face to press a kiss on it.
“it’s okay, baby. i know it’s a lot in one go.”
he nodded, unconsciously letting his eyes drop down your body as you felt your lips curve upwards.
once he realized what he was doing, he lifted up his head and apologized profusely, stuttering over his words as the pink colour leaked into his cheeks.
you giggled at his behaviour and shook your head. “it’s fine, umi. it isn’t like i didn’t look at you either..”
silence.
and then he did what he always did when flustered: coughing to cover it up. “.. r-right.”
you laughed as you shook your head, telling yourself to wait with the teasing until he was comfortable.
“you are really pretty, though.”
he bit his lip and shook his head, chuckling as his navy blue eyes found yours and felt himself ease up.
all because of you.
“you’re the one that’s absolutely stunning, baby.”
PEG IMAGINE WITH HINATA WHILE HE IS WEARING HIS FEMBOY FRIDAY OUTFIT. YES.
just IMAGINE the side of hinatas face buried into the pillows, gripping onto the sheets of the mattress. his tiny mewls muffled by the pillow, and his cheeks tinted a pretty rosy pink.
his back is arched and his ass is hanging up in the air, it’s stained bright red with hand marks. his plaid skirt bunched up to his hips and the crop top bunched just above his nipples. the tip of his cock flushed pink. your hand wrapped around it, trying your best to make him cum once again.
the silicon dick in his ass sliding in and out, you were just so eager to get your boyfriend off. his moans and whines were just too addicting to listen to. anyone could get off just by listening to them. “ngh— y-y/n i- i can’t take anymore. f-feels so.. ngh.. so fuckin good.” he was a babbling mess, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth. it was a sinful sight indeed.
he was approaching his third orgasm of the night. and you were just fucking him way too good. “come on, pretty boy, just one more for mommy? you just look so fuckin pretty in your skirt.” your chest pressed against his back, whispering lewd things into his ear. and like a good boy he was, he’d nod his head eagerly. wanting nothing more than to please you.
your thrusts began to deepen, aiming for that special spot inside of him. once. twice. “right there! right there! p-please don’t stop.. feels so good, mommy!” there it was. choked out sobs falling past his lips.
you quickened your ministrations to his cock. “yeah, right there, baby? you gonna cum? is the pretty boy gonna cum for me?” you whined into his ear. continuously hitting that same spot deep inside of him over and over again. the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. your free hand trailing up his chest and twisting at his nipple causing him to let out a guttural groan.
getting onto your knees, your fingers thread through the gingers hair and pulled him flush against your chest causing him to whine out. angling your cock deep inside of him. “g- gonna cum so hard for you!” he moaned out, eyes squeezing tight. “that’s right baby cum for mommy..” you cooed into his ear.
lips meeting his in a heated kiss, not soon after a warm liquid dripped down your fingers. his legs quivering as he let out a choked out sob of pleasure, his eyes shut tight. slowly you pulled the fake cock out of him, letting out quiet whimpers. his asshole incredibly sensitive, your praises consisting of “it’s okay, baby, i got you.”, “you did so good for mommy, baby.”, “i’m so proud of you, shoyo.”
— barely. He’s more of a quiet and calm type. But does get excited sometimes <3
F - Fight (How are they in a fight?)
— Shunny is a very blunt and direct type. His words will sting.
— Hates losing in general, will need a bit of time before apologising to you for being mean.
— Depending on who's fault it is his apologise could either be your favourite food and a little love speech or just a whole heartedly apologise.
— NEVER gets physical or does hasty moves when he’s angry, the only thing he’d do is turn his body away from yours.
G - Gifts (How do they feel about gifts? How do they give them?)
— it’s one of his love languages. He loves buying you jewellery, flowers and cook your favourite food. Loves the “thank you” kisses and hugs he gets from you every time he gifts you something <3
— gets flustered when you give him something. Will give you one of those rare smiles </3
— blushes hard when you tell him the jewellery looks good on him or attempt to cook/smoke him some food. prefers your cooking over everyone else’s.
H - Honesty (How honest are they? Do they keep secrets?)
— definition of honesty. He hates lies.
— he would need time to open up to you before spilling things like emotions or things that make him vulnerable.
— he’d bluntly tell you he’s not ready to talk about it when you mention a topic that is sensitive to him.
— never pushes you to talk to him, he is patient and respectful!
I - Injury (How do they react if you get injured?)
— internally screaming, not bothered on the outside. Will slightly panic when he hears/sees you wince/flinch in pain. Drops whatever he was doing and walks over to you and checks how bad the injury is.
— if it’s a serious injury you’d see a completely unpleasant new side of your boyfriend. Dialing the emergency number with shaky hands.
J - Jealousy (Are they the jealous type? How do they deal with it?)
— never admits it, but he does get jealous sometimes. Is scared of you leaving him.
— Shun usually gets jealous when you’re around people the opposite of his personality. He starts getting insecure over how quiet he is and how limited his affection is.
— How to fix it: Give him a big smooch and hold his hand while you’re talking to someone.
K - Kiss (Their favorite way to kiss you?)
— right on the lips, a deep passionate kiss. The ones that leave you breathless and wanting for more.
— loves making out with you, hands on your hip while you sit on top of his lap. your fingers tugging on his messy hair.
L - Love Confession (How did they confess their love?)
— blushy and little stuttering mess. bought some flowers and made you your favourite dessert.
— you got a big toothy smile from him when you returned his feelings </3
M - Mean (What are they like when they’re mean? Is it common?)
— he is not mean, he’s blunt. If you can’t handle the truth well, then shun isn’t your type of lover.
N - Nicknames (Do they have nicknames for you? What are their favorites for them?)
— usually calls you by your name, but sometime he adds a ”darling/sweetheart/baby” to it :]
— blushes when you give him a nickname or change his name to something like “shunny or shunshun“
O - Open (How long did it take for them to open up to you?)
— a while, you must have a good and deep bonding with him before he spills any of his weaknesses or feelings.
P - Proposal (How would they propose? Would they propose at all?)
— He would propose in the woods, both of you going out camping for the weekend and on the Sunday night infront of the fireplace while you waited for your sausages he popped the question <3
— He has intentions of starting a family with you, proposing to you and have you wear his last name makes his heart go awooga! (Or the other way around if you want to use your last name)
Q - Quiet (What are quiet moments like with them?)
— your moments with him are usually quiet, but watching you do your hobby while he observes you is one of his favourites <3
R - Rainy Day (What are they like in the rain?)
— On rainy days he starts researching new ways of smoking and tries out different variousions of it too.
— Cuddling with you.
S - Sad (How do they handle their sadness? How do they react to yours?)
— If Shun is sad he gets even more closed off than he already is. Only close people you are allowed to be near him/touch him. I feel like he wants to be alone when he’s sad but he also doesn’t, make him something to eat and then leave him alone, tell him he can talk to you anytime.
— he hates seeing you sad. Will do anything you want, cuddles? Got em. Wanting to be alone? Take your time. Want him to distract you? Already lit a fire for you to watch him smoke. Want to see his eyes? His hair is already clipped back.
— Overall; spoils you when you’re sad <3
T - Time (How long did it take for you to get together?)
— a couple years. he wants to make sure you’re trustworthy enough to let his guard down around you.
U - Unique (What’s an interesting thing about them that not a lot of people know about?)
— clips his hair back when he’s around you. Sometimes his eyes need to breathe too.
— he actually loves talking to you, he isn’t the most talkative person but sometimes gushes to you about something or explains each step and every detail of his cooking.
V - Value (What are some of the things they value most in life? value most about you?)
— Your honesty. It’s what draws him to you in the first place.
— As much as Shun loves cooking, his and his partners health is his top priority.
W - Wildcard (random fluff headcanon)
— One evening you and shun were lying in each other’s arms in his dorm room while you were talking about your day. He stares at you lovingly as you complain about your teachers and classmates, suddenly leaning in to capture your lips in a deep kiss, cutting you off mid-sentence.
X - XO (Are they affectionate with hugs and kisses? If not, are they in other ways?)
— Loves kissing and holding hands. In private you get anything you desire.
— in public he limits affection to holding hands and quick cheek kisses. He likes showing you his affection when you’re alone, sparing others the second hand embarrassment.
Y - Yearn (How do they deal with yearning?)
— Depends on his mood tbh. If he wants a kiss he’d do anything to get that kiss.
— Never really shrugs off your affection unless he’s uncomfortable or stressed/annoyed.
Z - Zen (What makes them calm?)
— Knowing you’re safe and sound and head over heels for him <3
honestly i love the energy you radiate aAAA- 😔👌 also may i request again another pegging tsukki 😳 idk if you got my last ask cause my phone’s wacK
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this is the mild version i’m not gonna lie i was too nervous to go all out bc y’all are kinda soft so y’all will settle for this❤️
pairing: tsukishima kei x fem!reader
contains: femdom!, pegging, anal obvi✨, making tsukki cry😋!! feminization, reader is kinda mean but not rlly, kinda edging, overstim, deg, basically all of these r (m. receiving) btw.
“You have such a dirty mouth,” You pout, dragging your hand across his shoulders. Your fingers dip into his collarbones, tracing the bone that juts out to meet you. “I kind of like it though, keeps things interesting.”
You ignore his weeping cock completely, toying with his need as you to brush your thumbs over his puffy nipples, drawing them between your fingers before pinching them sharply. Tsukki flinches, baring his teeth when you rise with a grin painted on your pretty lips.
“Problem?” You tease, smile widening when he huffs out an embarrassed breath, turning his head to the side to avoid your piercing stare. You tilt your head to catch his eyes anyways, laughing softly when his face stubbornly flushes. You pat his cheek, turning his gaze back to you, “Didn’t think so.”
He arches unwillingly into the next harsh twist of your fingers, entire body jerking. He's balanced unsteadily, holding himself up by the curve of his feet and aching knees. His cock bobs between his legs, dripping slick all over the sheets.
The pitiful sight makes you giggle, curling fingers through his hair to wrench his head up even higher. It forces him up higher, meeting your eyes where you stand at the edge of the bed. The way he’s kneeling can’t be comfortable but there’s little to do about it when his wrists are bound so tightly behind his back.
“Be a good boy.” The words are playful, you know Tsukishima’s not even close to being able to accept them but you like to watch the way red seeps into his skin, staining his ears and dusting across his nose. It’s a telltale sign- his body’s natural reaction- he can never lie to you, after all.
You lean down, reveling in the way his entire body trembles when you suck one after the other into your mouth, pulling back only when they’re bitten red and swollen, raw with every dragging graze of your teeth. You kiss your way up the length of his neck, nuzzling into his throat when the soft vibrations of his bitten moans tickle your skin.
“Just look at you.” You whisper when you’re backing away, awe lacing your words. You thread your fingers through the silky blonde and Tsukishima’s hips twitch whether he likes it or not, but when he refuses to meet your eyes, you yank the fistful of his hair, twisting his head to meet yours. “This is what you need, isn’t it? To be slapped around like a bitch?”
“Fuck you.” He tries to rasp but you tighten your grip, forcing his head back almost painfully. Kei looks good crouching like he is- let’s you tower over him and flip a script handed to him through genetics. His eyes are already going glassy- unfocused like he's staring but can’t really see you at all.
“What was that, Tsukki?” You scoff, voice steady and unwavering. Your tongue rolls over your teeth, anticipation for what was to come- to see him boneless and obedient, and you pat his cheek a little harder than necessary. “I could've sworn you just tried to insult me?”
“I should gag you for that, I have strawberry flavored too, I bet you’d like the taste,” Kei looks offended by the mere idea, face screwing up in distaste but you roll your eyes at the bravado, reaching for the discarded lube as you clamber onto the mattress, nudging him to face the headboard. “What? Scared you wouldn’t be able to take it?”
“As if,” He snorts, but it comes out shaky, a sign of his already cracking façade.
You can't squirt it over the silicone fast enough, smearing it over the length of it before pausing, grinning softly to yourself. Tsukishima jumps when you squirt it over his ass, letting the cold gel run in globs down his thighs. He makes a noise of complaint, hands twitching, but you only laugh at him, cruel and uncaring.
You fist the base of the strap, power humming through your veins when you smack the slick silicone against his ass, rubbing the tip teasingly over his puffy hole, loose from the extensive prep.
“My cock’s bigger than yours,” You coo, low and sultry. Pushing forward just enough to tease, you run a nail along the underside of his shaft, smiling when it twitches at your touch, “Don’t you think, Tsukki?”
Kei answers after a moment of embarrassed silence, muttering something sarcastic under his breath. Hunger, primal and ravenous, tears through you- makes your insides stir with an anger that’s nothing but pleasure.
It doesn’t take much force to get him where you want, shoving and crushing his head into the pillows since he’s so keen to keep it there.
The sound he makes as you push down harder is mouth-watering so you do it again, enough pressure to make his head ache. You keep him there for a second, face down and helpless before finally letting go.
He turns it to the side almost desperately, rapidly pulling air into his lungs like he can’t get enough, eyes heavy with a mouth that's open and panting. Leaning up, your hips press in deeper, deep enough for the stretch to make him snap awake, wide and startled as he scrambles for purchase.
“I didn’t catch that.” You grin, grinding in just to watch the way his eyes bulge, “Why don’t you repeat it for me?”
“No,” The blonde grinds out. The rebellion is cute, a vain effort at antagonizing you but it only serves to make you preen, excitement boiling in your core. “It’s not.”
He’s clumsy, all long limbs and no control as you pull out again so suddenly, shoving in before he can collect himself to come up with an excuse. Tsukishima keens, so needy the embarrassment has him biting down on his lip half way through. “Your moans are so slutty,” You croon, “Do you like having your little pussy stuffed with my cock, Tsukki?”
The reaction is immediately- hands curling into fists so hard his knuckles flare white, “Don’t- don’t call it that.”
“Why not? It’s all wet and sloppy just like one. Can’t you feel my cock in you Tsukki?” You tease, rolling your hips shallowly. Red blooms down his back and you trace it with your hand, pushing down testingly on his shoulder blades. “I don’t even think you’re in a place to tell me anything, yeah? Not when I have you bent over on your knees like a whore.”
Shame floods his system, a humiliation that burns bright beneath his skin but the pleasure thrums right along with it, swelling in his gut so intensely he fears he may burst. Tsukishima grinds his face into the pillows, feeling much too vulnerable beneath your gaze but you strip him bare with your words alone, tongue licking over the wounds.
“That’s what I thought.” You’re grinning when you speak, eyes as sharp as any predator as they bore through him, “Now be a good boy and just stay still.”
Heat scorches his entire being, clinging to every inch of your cock that you fuck inside of him and every thrust is like the first time. You brace yourself against the mattress, setting a rhythm that’s almost punishing with every twitch and flex of the muscles in your thighs.
The bed rocks from the motions, and there’s a burn spreading through your body but you can ignore it for the most part, gritting your teeth when the base of the strap grinds the harness into your clit. There’s pleasure to be found everywhere, more so in the way he tries to act like it’s not destroying him.
Your eyes never leave his body, the way his spine turns beneath the skin with every roll of his muscles- the bunching of veins in his forearms where they’re bound behind his back, completely at your disposal.
You consider it for a moment before grabbing at the fabric knotting them, using it for leverage to drag him with you. You’re concentrated, thoughts honing in like nothing else matters but the way Tsukishima’s hole clamps down tight on the strap, angling your hips to find his prostate.
It’s no secret when you find it, especially when he cries out like he can’t help himself and jerks hard as his restraints. “There is it,” You croon, and Kei knows it only brings trouble.
Every slide and drag makes the delirium set in, a desire so surreal it makes him forget where he is, fuzzy enough to begin slipping and give way to the rambles threatening to spill from his mouth. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” He pants, fingers straining and curling, searching for nothing.
You know he wants to touch- wants something to grab and yank as an outlet but you can tell that he loves it; can feel it in the way he pushes back into the insistent thrusts almost as if it’s subconscious.
You have half the mind to stop, to cut it short just watch him writhe and make him beg for more but you decide to push Kei a bit more, rearing back to buck your hips a little harder. The orgasm builds quickly but Kei knows he’s not that lucky, not when you completely ignore his weeping cock and drive him towards the edge, not enough to send him over but enough to let him taste euphoria on his tongue.
You’re flush against him, hips tilted down so every movement presses into his prostate. Arms wind around his waist, trailing over the divots of his abs before finding his abused nipples, pinching them lightly until his back bows, seeking more of the touch.
“You’re so lewd, Kei. Your hips are moving by themselves, did you notice?” You lurch back, settling on your knees and dragging both hands to his hips, kneading his ass with your palms. Tsukishima knows what you’re about to do before you even begin; can feel the woosh of air as you draw your hand back and crack it down hard on his ass.
An uncharacteristic whine breaks free as soon as your hand makes impact and the sound makes arousal burst in your veins.
“I-” He begins, but Tsukishima doesn’t even bother finishing the sentence, hips pitching so slightly you almost miss it. The softness edging at his voice makes your purr, especially when it breaks with every slap of your palm against his reddening ass.
The pain makes him go tight around the strap- makes it hard to move but when you buck your hips anyways it’s all too rewarding, especially when you rub against the stinging, raw skin and the process starts all over again.
His entire body is terse, hole clenching around every inch that stretches him open and it’s overwhelming- every inch of you is draped over him, crushing his hands into his lower back but the pain that builds there is nice.
You seep so much heat it seems to swallow him whole, sweat beading along his skin where the two of you meet but the smell of you makes it all vanish, wipes away any thought that doesn’t begin and end with your name. You linger everywhere- a safety net of comfort that has him going lax in the sheets.
“P-please.” Kei whispers after a moment, voice rolling like smoke in the wind. It sounds like it pains him to say, almost too quiet to catch, but it’s enough to fill the hungry chasm of your desire.
Nerves frazzle down his spine; every rock of your hips bringing a curl to his toes. You can see the way his head swims- can feel the beat of his heart through the muscled mass of his back and the onslaught of pleasure makes Kei wriggle in motions he tries his best to mask.
“Look at you,” You breathe happily, grinding in so deep he’s knocked forward the slightest bit, relishing in the praise. “There’s my good boy.”
It’s almost refreshing to watch that stubborn edge melt away- broken down completely by the burning tempo. The violent edge keeps him open, a ruthless build filled by the slick squelch of lube and the hammering of his heart in his chest.
“Ah fuck, fuck,” He keens, not-quite rambles giving away to a strained cry. Tsukishima tugs at his bonds, looking at you through the sweat-damped hair spread across his forehead. Pale skin flushes, lashes brushing cheekbones as he bites back the words, not daring to ask the forbidden question weighing on his tongue. He wants to ask something, so bad it’s killing him, but so unwilling to be broken down.
“Look at how hard you are.” You lean over with a wiggle of your hips to wrap a hand around his cock, dragging fingers across the drooling tip. You pull them away with a smile, grinning at the translucent strings that cling to them. “So dirty, baby, love watching you take it- take me.”
“Yeah?” Tsukki breathes, and he relaxes his tense fingers enough to make your heart soften, pouring words of reassurance before he can even ask for them.
“Yeah, my good boy, so sweet when you take it like this.”
“Can I-'' You study his face at the beginning admission, at the way it screws up tight and pinches his brows together. It’s his stubborn face; the one he makes when there’s something he wants but is too stubborn to say. He glances away, mouth twisting into a grimace, face half smushed in the pillow.
“What is it?” You ask, an edged hum in your voice as you nudge forward, giggling when he protests.
Kei’s plea is pitched high, cracking around the weight as if asking is what breaks him down. His fingers bunch again, knuckles white from the force, “Can I look at you?”
“You can see me just fine.” You snark, cocking your head until it tilts just as his does, neck straining from where your ear presses into your shoulder. His brows furrow in irritation and he turns away from you, huffing a breath that clearly reads ‘nevermind.’
But when you catch sight of the way his body is trembling, your ears pick up the faint sniffles, you burn. The need to release must be unbearable and Kei tries his best to move despite your obvious wishes, seeking anything that would bring friction to his cock. You don’t give him the room, laying into him to disrupt any thought.
Tsukishima is too busy dying anyways, stars dancing behind his eyelids with every blink. The orgasm building in him grows rapidly without abandon, grunting low in his throat when he’s finally on that edge. The stimulation is almost enough to make him cum, but there’s an agonizing second where fingers curl around the base of his throbbing cock, forcing it right back into his body.
“No!” He finally sobs,the words bursting free before he can stop them. Kei whips around, trying to lift himself up without the balance to do so. “Fuck… I need to- please.”
So you pull out, sliding away from his quivering body but the second he’s on his back you’re fisting his neglected cock, laughing when you feel the slickness spread down the length of it. You release the binding on his hands, admiring the brilliant red of his skin before guiding him onto his back, giggling when it arches, pushing up to meet your warmth.
Kei shudders, body tense and undecided as he slumps back and then jolts into your still-working hand, flinching and panting a warbled mess of your name as you work him over. “Wait- wait, I-!”
You run your tongue over your lips, salivating at the thought of finally watching him crumble as you finally nestle the head of the silicone cock back against his hole, filling him all over again.
Tsukishima’s arms find the sheets, dancing around before they wind around your shoulders, trembling when they pull you close. You’re tired, you both know it, but there was no stopping the way your geedy mind hungers for his reactions.
His knees hike up, knocking into your hips as you clutch at his thin waist, shuddering when he burns beneath your touch. You dig your knees in the mattress for better leverage, encouraging him to lift his hips so every breathy moan was amplified by the rough bumping against his prostate. You don’t stop the roll of your hips, rubbing his swollen nipples until there’s a breathy cry and Kei is gone.
“Don’t stop!” You give him what he wants, the thrill of excitement only egging you on. Kei’s cock throbs, aching between your body and every brush against it makes him whimper. He’s still pushing back, this time with a deliberate intention that you sink your nails into, leaning down to bury your face in his sweat soaked neck.
It takes a single brush- for the graze of your fingers against the head of his cock and the sound that leaves him is damn near a scream. Kei cums in heavy spurts, shaking and trembling with wide eyes as if he was terrified by it. You slam in deep, grinding against his prostate as he drools over his own stomach and chest.
When you fist over the rest of his cock Tsukishima is like a man possessed, spasming without control. There’s bliss everywhere, a never ending onslaught that you fuck him through, almost to the point of pain.
He looks too pretty to forget- debauched and flushed as you fist the wet, softening cock between his spread thighs.
“Open your mouth,” You grind out, digging your other fingers into his cheeks. They squish together, forcing his lips to pucker before his jaw finally falls open, letting slip your wet fingers inside. You press down on his tongue with the pads of your fingers, forcing him to lick up his own mess while the other settles on his hip and you shove.
Tsukki doesn't try to muffle it anymore but the startled groan echoes sonnets in your head. There’s a relieved sigh, hissed through your finger when the sting of the stretch licks fire through his body. You don’t give him the time to adjust because you already know he likes it that way, fucking into him until his uncomfortable grunts melt away into sheer pleasure.
Drool pools from between your fingers, where you hold his mouth open and force those the sweet cries from his lips.
Grinning toothily, you let the power rush through your body. Need fills you, pouring through your veins at the sight of your makeshift cock slipping into his loose hole.
Kei sobs in a way that’s almost grateful when you leave his mouth and wrap fingers around his cock, feeling the way energy buzzes beneath his skin as if it’s alive with pleasure. There’s a frantic need in the way he shakes, and Tsukishima cries out, spilling over your fist.
But it’s not enough, not for you, not enough for the frenzy building in you. You dig into his plush ass, sinking your nails into the pearly flesh as you slam hard into his hips, folding over his body. You pull back to the tip, enjoying the soft whimper as he tries to push himself up, whining again when it has no use and you slide back in.
He cries out from the overstimulation, entire body going taught as it arches from the mattress and you don't give him a second to rest, crushing your hand over his waist to force him back down and still. He tries his best to thrash, to break free from your greedy hands and the overwhelming sensations but he doesn't open his mouth- doesn't say the word he knows can stop it all and the thought makes you feral.
“Stay still,” You hiss, pushing down hard. Tsukki’s hips fall with the beginnings of a whimper, one that he cuts off by sinking canines into his already swollen lips. His face is ruddy, eyes glazed over and red and you reach forward as the tears brim over, clicking your tongue as you tug the abused skin from between his teeth. “Don't do that, you’ll hurt yourself.”
There’s a grating mewl ripped free from where he tries to choke it down and you laugh cruelly, digging your nails into his thighs to pry them apart. His skin stings crimson immediately, digging welts as you rake them down to his ass and dig into the swell of flesh, grinning something feral because fuck Kei is crying.
“You done being bratty, baby?” You ask sarcastically, fighting the temptation to trace the trail of salty drops down his cheek, “You ready to shut up and take it like a good bitch?”
You watch the deep breath he takes; track the motions of his body when he finally goes limp, pliant beneath you, “Fine! J-just please make me cum.”
“What a pretty please” You trail down the flat plane of his stomach, through the trail of light blonde hair that greets you. “Just from my fingers like last time, okay?”
He can’t, he can’t, he can’t, but there’s no words that he can answer with, voice giving way to more breathy pants and choked curses. The slick sound of your hand around his cock is deafening, almost shrouded in the wet slide of your cock into his body.
“You can,” You tell him, and he realizes with a jump that he’s been saying it out loud all along. Tsukishima arches off of the bed, yanking at the sheets when he finally cums again, muscles clenching in his stomach. His entire being quakes as he falls from the hard arch and you have to physically stop yourself from working him into another one.
“Enough, enough.” He growls and you huff, deciding to take pity on him, coaxing his thighs apart to watch the way you slip out of his fluttering hole, fingers drawing feather-light down his thighs. Tsukishima melts into the sheets, slowly piecing himself back together as the red in his skin fades away. You reach for the towel by the night stand, wiping away the excess lube that makes a mess of his legs.
You smooth a hand down his chest, cupping his jaw to place a gentle kiss on the tip of his nose, easing him back into a steady stream of consciousness.
“Are you okay?” You murmur gently, rubbing at the raw skin of his wrists. Kei lets you in the meantime, watching with lidded eyes as you drag them to your lips and press a kiss to the tender skin.
“Peachy.” He grunts, a little uncomfortable but there’s nothing to dislike about it all. There’s a warmth in his chest with you at his side, the fading of an ache brought about by the stress of daily life and you dissipate it so easily it’s almost annoying.
You pull him into a chaste kiss, enough to simmer the emotions swirling through him. “I love you,” You tell him softly, sweetly, before your voice melts into something so playfully sinister. “I can’t believe you said please.”
Ps I hope you don’t mind that I made this a lockdown!au
Lockdown
— kenma x gn!reader
— fluff
— headcanon + blurb
— 16. kissing knuckles
— lockdown!au
When lockdown was announced no one was happier than Kenma. He enjoyed being at home more than being at school, plus some of his classes got cancelled completely and he got some more free time.
He was also happy over the fact that he now had more time to spend with you— inviting you over to his house as you the both have your own homeschooling lessons.
During one of his breaks Kenma promised you to cuddle you after his classes ended.
Now it was 4pm and your classes have finally ended. Both of you made your way to the kitchen to grab a little snack before Kenma gave you, your promised cuddles. You weren’t really hungry so you ate some cookies you found.
After your little meal, you stretched yourself to ease the pain in your neck and back. The little noise you made when you stretched yourself made Kenma chuckle a little— walking over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. Pulling you into his chest. Your boyfriend leaned in for a kiss which caused you to grip his shoulders tightly, trying not to lose your balance.
The kiss soon ended and Kenma lifted one of your hands to his face and placed a kiss on your ring finger. “I’m gonna marry you one day“ Kenma vowed and buried his face in the junction of your shoulder and neck. “I love you so much“.
Hello! Would you be able to do 13 (non-verbal) with Jin Mori x f reader. P.s sorry for requesting him again, I just love the boy so much.💜
It’s 3am rn and he’s the only one on my mind
And it’s no problem! Send in as many requests as you like <3
Sorry this is a bit short qjajwkkajs
Sickness
— Jin Mori x Fem!Reader
— fluff
— headcanon
— mention of flue, dizziness, general weak state
— 13. taking care of them when they are sick
> When he’s sick
One big baby. The active person he is, he refuses to stay in bed all day. Will drink all of his medicines and soups to get better quickly. Blushes when you praise him <3
Battles with himself to ask you to cuddle him cuz, this boy is touch starved. He doesn’t want you to get sick tho.
Always stares at you lovingly when you feed him or change the wet cold towel on his forehead. Loves when you baby him!
Will complain loudly when you give him those nasty syroups or make him drink vitamin drops.
He probably does one of those big dramatic sneezed and gets snot all over himself. I’m sorry
> When you’re sick
When you first told him you were sick he sounded very happy. Now, don’t take it the wrong way, he was happy that he could take care of you, not the fact you were actually sick.
He asks you what kind of medicine you need and goes to next pharmacy and buys it as quickly as possible.
Mori may not be a master chef but he knows how to make soup. I’m convinced he does. He feeds you and praises you all the time! Always reassuring you and calling you a good girl after each meal/cup of tea you finish. Promising you that he’ll take you out on a nice date when you’re healthy again.
Never leaves your side. He’s always in the same room as you are, fearing something could happen to you when he’s not around. Watches you sleep and plays with your hair, maybe sneaked a little peck or two too hehe
