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“Let every worthy sacrifice be carved in ice, and with this nation endure for all time. In the name of Her Majesty, the Tsaritsa, we will seize authority from the gods.”
summary: you've been having pent up sexual feelings towards your roommate for a while now, so one day when you thought you were alone, you pleasured yourself but you had no idea al haitham was still in the apartment...
mature content warnings:
fem!reader, voyeurism, solo masturbation, fingering, some begging, praise + degradation, teasing, nipple play, size kink, creampie
you couldn't really explain it very well.
you couldn't explain why, all of a sudden, that handsome face of your roommate started to appear in such dirty dreams. you couldn't explain the way your whole body heats up when you cuddle and watch shows together - even though you've already been doing that for months prior.
you had no idea why you'd freeze up when he comes out of the shower with just a towel around his waist and his wet hair falling in front of his face. you didn't know why you wondered what he'd be like in bed - how big is he? how would he touch you? how good can he make you feel?
the pent up desire was becoming too much of a burden, and you'd always feel so worked up at the wrong times. sometimes all it took was just the smell of his cologne to drive you crazy.
it had been over a week since you last pleasured yourself, and you felt like your body was about to burst into flames. you laid in bed, straining to keep yourself from touching even though you knew your panties were already wet. you remembered he was leaving for work in a few minutes, so you tried to hold off until he left.
just a few more minutes, you thought. you felt like a dog who was just out of reach of a bone.
so when you heard the front door slam, it was a frenzy of practically tearing your shorts and shirt off.
thank god, thank god, thank god.
you laid back on your pillow, spreading your legs after slipping your ruined panties off your thighs. you slid your finger between your soaked folds, your clit pulsing under your touch.
god, it was almost embarrassing how horny you were thinking about your roommate. it's so shameful getting caught staring or having to fight off the urge to kiss him when you cuddle and watch movies together. your pent up feelings were beyond help - all you could do was close your eyes and pretend.
pretend that the person's fingers slipping into your pussy right now were his. pretend that the person groping your tit was him. pretend that the person pressing their thumb onto your clit and rubbing it in small circles was him.
you curled your fingers and worked quickly, hitting that spongey spot in your pussy that makes your knees weak. your breath was shallow and airy, soft moans leaving your parted lips unconsciously.
"s-shit," you murmured, fucking your fingers into your pussy a little faster, all the while imagining al haitham instead. "haitham..."
slivers of lightning jolted down your body as you worked yourself closer and closer, your voice getting louder in tandem.
but what you didn't know was that al haitham had heard something from your room and got up from the couch where he was relaxing to see what it was. he wasn't scheduled to work today and forgot to tell you, and the reason the door slammed was because he brought in the mail. but you had no idea.
he stopped right outside your door, finding it already creaked open just slightly.
"fuck, fuck haitham," you whimpered and panted, feeling yourself right on the verge of cumming all over your fingers. "s-so close."
al haitham's eyes went wide. he didn't realize what was happening at first, but from your pretty moans and the tiniest sliver of an image of your naked body splayed on the bed, he knew - you were pleasuring yourself to the thought of him.
god, he never thought he'd see this - his pretty roommate getting herself off while she thinks of him. but fuck, for some reason, it made him so hard.
he stood there for a second, just watching and listening. watching a bead of sweat fall from your face, your fingers slipping in and out of your pussy as your tits sway from the shallowness of your breath. listening to those filthy wet sounds and your adorable whiny voice.
he stood there dumbfounded with a tent in his pants and a flushed face until he couldn't take it anymore. he wondered how tight your cunt felt around him, or how well his cock would slip in and out from how wet you are. he wondered how pretty your face looks when you're cumming all over his cock.
fuck, he wanted to touch you so badly and feel those pretty lips on his. he needed to feel all your curves, to know how good your pussy tastes. god, he just had to fuck you.
al haitham opened the door, much to your surprise. you fumbled in a hurry to try to cover yourself up with something, "oh, shit sorry i was just-"
"shh, i know," he kneeled onto the bed and leaned over your sweaty flushed body that was half-covered in a sheet, his hands finding their places on either side of your head. "you were thinkin' about me, huh?"
your face fell as you let out a soft gasp, and you were at a loss for words. you opened your mouth to try to speak but there were no thoughts forming - just pure shock rattled in your head.
"you wanna know what it really feels like when i fuck you?" al haitham murmured, his thumb grazing along your cheek as his fingers flitted through your hair. "i'll show you."
your faces were so close, close enough to breathe in each other's air. his lips parted slowly, his thumb moving to drag over your bottom lip as if to keep you on the edge.
but when your lips met, everything felt so fervent - his lips connecting with yours, the tiny flicks of his tongue that he left against yours, his hands roaming your body.
your panted sighs brushed against each other's skin, small moans escaping between each kiss. god, it was even better than you thought it'd be. his lips were so soft, his tongue dragging across yours and roaming the inside of your mouth like it was the last thing he'll ever do.
al haitham's voice rasped into low sighs as he kissed you, one of his hands grazing upwards along your waist to find your breast. his fingers tweaked your nipple, and he relished in the cute little whimper you let out.
"mm, you like when i touch you like that?" he murmurs onto your lips, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. you nod, your hands dragging along his brawny shoulders. "you want me to keep goin'? tell me how much you want it."
"so much," you panted out the words, feeling dissented since you never actually got to cum. your legs were practically shuddering in anticipation, hoping, praying that he'd fuck you soon. "want you to fuck me. so badly..."
al haitham smirked against your lips, both of his hands grasping at your breasts and flicking your nipples with his thumbs. you whined out from his touches, your clit throbbing from all the tension.
"i'll get to that soon," he sneered, tilting his head and leaving open-mouth kisses onto your neck as he toyed with your nipples.
god, the teasing was too much at this point. you were so incredibly desperate, your thighs shifting around both sides of his hips to try to get some friction. you were so close before he walked in, and this waiting was absolute fucking torture.
"damn, you really want it, huh?" he chuckled against your neck before dragging his tongue on your soft skin, slightly nipping it with his teeth. "who knew my innocent little roommate was such a dirty girl..."
you gasped when his tongue dragged down from your collarbone to your nipple, a small whimper leaving your lips from the sensation. he swirled his tongue around in circles, sending a spark of pleasure down your spine.
"please, haitham..." you mewled out, fingers tousling his hair as he slowly worked you towards your breaking point. "c-can't take it anymore, please. please, fuck me."
al haitham shot you another small smirk, his hands dragging down your waist as he sat up and fumbled with the waistband of his sweatpants. "mm, is that so? alright, i'll oblige."
he slid his boxers and sweats down to let his cock spring out, and your eyes widened. it wasn't too girthy, but you knew it was long enough to hit the deepest part of your cunt.
you watched in cognizance as he slipped the head of his cock through your folds, and he let out a small groan from the sheer slickness of it.
al haitham dragged two fingers through the immense wetness coating your pussy, splitting them apart and watching the glistening strings glimmer from the light, "oh look at that, is this is how bad you wanted me?"
"mhm," you nodded, your eyes looking up at him so meekly and it drove him crazy. who knew his roommate was such a dirty slut?
al haitham groaned out breathily as he started to slip his cock into your pussy, finding it easy from how soaked you truly were.
"oh, fuck," he sighed out, his eyebrows furrowing from the way your cunt already felt so tight around his shaft. "oh, you feel so good around me."
he kept slipping it in, and in, and even when you thought he'd bottomed out, it still wasn't done. by the time he truly bottomed out, you gasped from the sensation so deep in your gut that it might've touched your stomach.
"f-fuck," you murmured under your breath, the pressure deep in your cunt sending a jolt up your spine. "so big..."
"yeah?" al haitham pressed his palm to your stomach, feeling the tip of his cock poking in your walls. "you feel me here?"
"mhm," you nodded, your breath whiny as sweat teemed along your skin and he hadn't even started moving yet.
his hands dragged along your thighs, pushing them up to your chest as he cocked his hips back, "i'm gonna start moving, okay?"
"m'kay," you mumbled half-attentively, your walls already tensing around his cock in furious anticipation. just the sheer size of his cock felt like enough to get you drunk on pleasure.
al haitham's fingers dug into the plush of your thighs, his hips starting to rut slowly into your cunt. but even just a few seconds of the enveloping wetness of your pussy was enough for him to break.
"fuck, baby," he groaned out lowly, starting to move his hips faster as soft wet noises began to flood your quaint bedroom. "your pussy feels so fuckin' good."
you were already whittled down to a moaning mess underneath him, his cock driving into the hilt of your pussy and sending shudders up your whole body. your whimpers and mewls filled the room and boggled inside al haitham's head, imprinting itself in his memory.
beads of sweat started to form along his forehead as he fucked his hips into you, his breath layered with groans and mutters of "fuck baby," "such a tight pussy," "god, so wet for me."
he paused and leaned down, pressing his forearms beside both sides of your head. his lips desperately locked with yours, messy slivers of saliva falling onto both of your chins.
his hips went into motion again, and you swore you saw stars from how much deeper he fucked you from this position.
"f-fuck, fuck, god," you mumbled incoherently against his lips, your fingers flitting through his hair and grasping at the roots. "so good..."
it was all so enticing, seemingly fabricated - his hips driving your pussy into the mattress, his grunts and groans filling your mouth as his tongue tangled with yours.
you were reduced to a shuddering mess, the swirling heat of a climax bubbling in your stomach. every thrust of his hips sent sparks of pleasure coursing through your body and tingles dancing along your skin.
"oh, look at you gettin' so tight around me like that," al haitham sighed out, clenching his teeth from the pressure enveloping his shaft. "gonna cum for me?"
"y-yeah, so close," you mumbled, desperately clutching your fists onto the sheets beneath you. "gonna cum for you, haitham..."
"yeah, that's it, atta fuckin' girl," he groaned out the words, his hips stuttering as he started rutting faster. "come all over my cock for me, c'mon. show me how pretty you look."
as if those words were your breaking point, buzzes of pleasure exploded along your nerves as your body shook and shuddered on the sheets. your moans were fervent along with the slaps of his hips against yours as he fucked you into your blinding orgasm, "f-fuck, fuck, cumming..."
"hah- oh, my god you're so tight," al haitham grunted, fucking his hips into you faster and reeling from the pleasure of your cunt tightening and releasing around his shaft. "my fuckin' god, you feel so good..."
his head craned back as his eyebrows furrowed from the pleasure building up in his cock, his hands shifting to grasp your thighs. his fingers dug into your plush flesh as he clenched his jaw, groaning and grunting through his teeth.
"fuck, gonna cum," he sighed heavily, driving his cock as fast as possible and making the whole bed creak.
"come inside me," you begged murmuringly through heavy breaths, eyes half-lidded and glossy as you peer up at him.
"oh shit," al haitham's voice cracks as the movements of his hips stutter and get sloppy, his abs tensing and rippling with each thrust. "gonna fill you up, yeah baby."
"ah, fuck," he grunts and pants, his hips bottoming out as he shoots ropes of cum into your cunt. it was so hot, filling deep into your pussy and spilling out over his shaft. "god, you look so pretty all messy like that."
"guess i won't be able to see you the same anymore, huh?"
2022 DIAPHANOSO.
edit: a lovely person on ao3 told me that saying “al” was wrong, it should be “haitham”! i apologize for having it wrong the first time but it should be fixed now :)
contains: x fem!reader, very mild exhibitionism, public sex, jealousy mentioned, vaginal sex, pussy & thigh slaps, somnophilia (?) nsfw of course. minors and ageless blogs do not interact you will be blocked. 18+ ONLY.
notes: been thinking about this man for weeks. i needed an outlet lol <3 enjoy!! <3
★ he loves how much you get along with others, he really does, but sometimes he wonders if you do this to him on purpose. when he sees you laughing with tighnari after a few drinks and sees you petting his ears he can’t help the scowl that takes form on his face. you notice it too, and he sees you giggle and continue petting your friend, you’re definitely doing this to him on purpose. so, what else is he to do other than pull you outside of the tavern you’re in and fuck you stupid? this is what you were after, was it not? (it was). a small part of him hope your darling friend comes out looking for you too, only to find you chest flush with the tavern wall as al haitham mercilessly fucks into you. that’ll have to be saved for another day though he thinks <3
★ speaking of jealous al haitham..he’s just too easy. he’s so easy to read, so easy to rile up. he knows all your little tricks too yet he plays into your hands every single time. you know exactly what buttons to press to get him to snap, so you’ll take responsibility for it, right? heated sex with al haitham is..something. knees pressed to your chest as he pulls out of you almost fully just to snap his hips back into you, hand coming down to leave little smacks against your thigh every now and then. he’ll even give your cute little cunt a slap if you run your mouth enough <3
“please, can’t take anymore, i-“
“you can, and you will. this is what you wanted, wasn’t it baby? you want me to stop?”
“…”
“that’s what i thought. you were so brave earlier, what happened? you finally ready to be good for me, angel?”
he’s like a completely different person, strings of curses leaving his lips accompanied by moans you hadn’t even heard in a porno. with every snap of his hips he has you reeling for more, little stars flashing in your vision as you come undone around him </3 jealous al haitham is just. so sexy. how can you not poke the bear when the consequences are just so delicious <3
★ heat of the moment, jealous sex with al haitham is amazing but so is everyday ‘vanilla’ sex with him. like when he rolls over in bed to spoon you and can’t help but sleepily grind himself against your ass, mumbling about how sweet you are and how good you feel. feeling you press your ass against him is all the conformation he needs before he’s moving your panties to the side and slowly pushing his cock inside you. he fucks your like he’s savouring every second, slow, deep strokes have you whining for more with every thrust of his hips. he doesn’t give in though, just wraps his arms around you and pulls you close to him and continues to fill you with every inch of him. tracing kisses along your neck and back he shushes your whining, telling you how good you are for him, how you’re taking him so well, making him feel so good. he can’t help chuckling a little when you try to fuck yourself on his cock, usually he would tease you about your shamelessness but in moments like this he finds it endearing.
“slowly, baby, i’m not going anywhere. taking me so well, feel so good. let me make you feel good, yeah?”
★ who could forget about his body too? ugh </3 gorgeous. gorgeous gorgeous man with a body to match, a pretty cock too <3 neatly trimmed, heavier on the girthy side but a very solid length, i’d say a good 7(.5) inches. fat tip too, the type you can almost feel inside you dragging against your walls. veiny but not too much, you can feel them slightly with your tongue when you blow him <3 tip gets all red when he’s hard, super leaky too, he hates to admit it but even when you kiss he makes a mess in his boxers BUT he’s never embarrassed about it. he owns it. he’ll tell you it’s because of you that he’s like this, that it’s your fault he can’t control himself, that you’re just too pretty for him to not get so worked up. he turns the tables FAST. mm big balls too (obviously) <3 huge loads too, he’s quite proud of that. <3 he <3 yeah :(
If you are an Ayato fan, do yourself a favour and read it. Even if you aren’t, you still better do it. Just saying :> Ayato is the best daddy material and I just had to write it. Smut, smut, smut and lots of Daddy Ayato taking care of his baby. You might want to find yourself a sugar daddy right after reading it, but don’t hold me accountable for it.
You’ve been mulling over the option of getting yourself a sugar daddy for quite some time now. You are just a broke Creative Writing major who can barely afford to pay the bills, not to mention the awfully high college fees.
All in all, you also can’t deny the fact that your sexual frustration has already reached sky-high levels, leaving you mostly annoyed and miserable. What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you cute enough? Maybe you’re just too clingy. You’ve heard it often enough to actually start believing it.
So, after the stage of initial doubt has passed, you find yourself seated on the sofa with a phone in your hand. You’ve done your research thoroughly. You know how terrible people can get online so you made sure to pick the safest dating site the Internet has to offer. Your anxiety soars high after you finally hit the save button and lean back to take a look at the profile you’ve created.
Coming to think of it, you’ve always been a little bit… different?
Your parents spoiled you rotten and brought you up inside of a protective bubble that guarded you against the cruelty of others and the world. It always felt like a little bit too much for your vulnerable side that very often took control of everything that happened in your life. From a very young age, you shunned the company of other kids, preferring to spend your time in solitude, immersed in your fantasy world of dolls and pastel plushies.
That bubble was just an illusion, though. You had no choice but to come up against some very harsh realities after you decided to move out of your parents’ secure haven. You wanted to pursue your dreams of becoming a writer and finally be able to look at yourself in the mirror without feeling like a failure.
Thus, if there is anything that you’re sure of in your life at this point; it must be:
1) You are Broke (with capital B!), but most certainly, you are not going to ask your parents to save your ass yet again.
2) You will go to any lengths to graduate from this university and make your family proud.
3) You are done with the permanent HORNY status. The prospects of having somebody else to look out for you as well as deal with the f.o.r.e.v.e.r wet panties issue is too good to let it fall between the cracks without giving it a chance first.
With your hopes high, you began browsing different profiles of strangers who hinted at being interested in providing for a Little. These were, however, mostly old and yucky-looking men. It took but a few minutes to realise that the idea of getting yourself a sugar daddy, no matter how pleasing it seems, will be more difficult than you had initially thought it would. Are you being too picky? Perhaps. But, you can’t bring yourself to EVER let a creep like that touch you! The mere thought triggers a gag reflex, and your body shudders as if attacked by thousands of sleazy slimes.
So, just when you are about to call it a day and go to bed to sulk over the fact that your pathetic ass can’t even find anybody to have sex with you, let alone pay you for it, your bulging in shock eyes almost pop out of your head.
„Holy shit!”
You rise to your feet and then; have to immediately sit back down because of the growing excitement causing the world around to spin.
This man is fucking flawless. Pastel hair? Elegant and charming smile? He doesn’t even look like he is anywhere near his 30s. Your mouth melts as if you haven’t eaten for days, and now there is a delicious looking cake served on a silver plate right in front of your eyes. Absurd. Why would a man of his calibre even want to pay anybody to have sex with him? Shouldn’t it be the other way round? Heck, you would surely pay him if your wallet was anything thicker than a tissue.
You swipe right.
And then your mood drops.
„Oh, I’m such a tool.”
Aha, why are you getting so excited? You pinch those burning cheeks hard enough to bring yourself down a peg or two. Why would he, the walking perfection of lavender and baby-blue Celestial being, ever become interested in YOU of all the people who’d be ready to bounce on his dick if he just as much as spared them a glance?
The profile name says AyatoDaddy. You wonder what his real name is. The site won’t let you see any personal details unless you match with someone. You were cautious enough to keep your name private and decided to stick to an alias of sorts. If they want to know your name they will need to ask. DUH.
Like an idiot, you spring to your feet yet again when the sound of the notification startles the shit out of you.
My oh my oh my
The screen lights up, and your heart gallops with the speed of a herd of feral horses.
A match? A new match?
And a message from… Kamisato Ayato.
You put your phone away, pacing around the room like a tiger trapped in a cage to gather your thoughts. It takes you precious minutes before you finally are ready to pick up the device again.
From: Kamisato Ayato
Hi, pretty girl. I saw your profile and simply couldn’t resist texting you. How come such a cute little doll like you doesn’t have anyone to look after her? Well, no matter. It seems to be my lucky day. I’ll gladly take care of you, Little One.
WARNING: SMUT, DOM/LITTLE DYNAMICS, BOOB JOB, a little bit of ANGST but resolved quickly and HAPPILY EVER AFTER <3, FLUFF, FLUFF, FLUFF !!!
PAIRING: AYATO X FEM READER
This is the second part of my Ayato Dating App HCS. Since it was so frequently requested, I had no choice but to deliver the continuation to that filthy story. So, I’m back with 3 times more smut and absolute debauchery. Bear that in mind if you decide to read it. Not for the faint of heart, for sure.
IMPORTANT: READ THIS FIRST TO GET EVEN MORE ORGASMS CLICK!
From: Daddy Ayato <3
I’ve bought all the things that were on the shopping list. How much longer till the end of your class?
To: Daddy Ayato <3
Yay! I can’t wait for our baking night :3 I’m super, super excited you agreed to make muffins with me Daddy! Did you also buy these cute muffin cups we saw the other day??? :> Please, tell me you didn’t forget! :o
From: Daddy Ayato <3
Who do you take me for, hmm? Daddy is not some amateur. Of course, I did. I even bought a bunch of colourful flags. The shopping assistant told me it’s what people use for decoration. Is that correct?
To: Daddy Ayato <3
Yesss!!! Omg, that’s so cool! I swear you’re just the best, Daddy!
The corners of Ayato’s lips curve upwards. The periwinkle haired man realizes, somewhat tardily, that he’s been standing in the middle of the parking space, smiling like a dribbling idiot at the device in his hands. HOOONKKKKK. The lavender angel is not the man to be jumped-scared easily, but he admittedly does jolt back, making way for the irked driver who curses the living shit out of Ayato while driving past him.
What in the name of the Almighty Shogun is his problem?
Ayato can’t fathom, nor is he going to lower himself to this barbarian’s level.
There are more important things requiring his attention now.
Like you, for instance.
From: Daddy Ayato <3
Baby, you didn’t answer my question. What time does your class end?
To: Daddy Ayato <3
Why? Do you miss me so much already? *_*
Ayato leans against his car, shaking his head at your level of cheekiness. You’ve certainly been getting more and more daring. Ayato is not the one to complain, though.
From: Daddy Ayato <3
What do you think? I’m waiting in the parking lot. Couldn’t force myself to stay in the office. I hope you are aware it’s all your fault, mhm?
To: Daddy Ayato <3
Look up, then.
Ayato’s brows knit together quizzically. He lifts his head, and before he has a chance to say anything, your small hands bury into the periwinkle strands. You pull him down, slipping your tongue into Ayato’s gaping in surprise mouth. Ayato has to moan at that; he can’t help it. His hands meander down to your buttocks, and he gives your ass cheeks a rougher than appropriate for the current setting squeeze. It feels right.
„Hey!”
Your half-giggle, half-whimper fogs his mind for a few quickened heartbeats.
„You didn’t skip class, did you?”
Ayato asks sternly. He might have got carried away by your devious tactics, but now he is back to his vigilant self. At least, he hopes he is.
„You know Daddy will find out, anyway.”
He gives you a warning, but deep down he knows you wouldn’t lie to him. You are his good girl.
„No, Daddy! I would never. We finished early. Can we go back home and start baking, please?”
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Hometown Cha Cha Cha (2021) dir. Yoo Je Won
— You’re bound to meet unexpected situations in life. Just raise your hands, and welcome the rain.
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