Pleasepleaseplease could you do pro hero deku x dom male reader headcanons?
sub izuku 🙏🙏🙏 tumblr is being a prick and won't let me post this with my typical layout so it's gonna be an ugly post BUT i hope the headcanons are good <3
cw. sub izuku (post timeskip), dom male reader ("sir" mention and that's about it), praise, "brat" izuku, hand kink, choking kink if you squint, oral fixation, soft humiliation, service kink, light bondage, voice kink, slight masochism?, voyeurism, light impact play
- izuku is submissive in a very earnest, almost overwhelming way
- he doesn't submit because he is weak, he submits because he trusts you enough to let go
- he has a huge praise kink, it's almost embarrassing how quickly he melts
- "good boy” absolutely destroys him
- his face goes bright red, his mouth parts slightly and for a second he forgets how to breathe
- then he tries to laugh it off, stammering "i-i'm not—i mean, you can’t just—”
- he likes praise best when it is low and deliberate
- "you're doing so well for me.”
more under the cut <3
- izuku is very responsive
- he tries so hard to be quiet at first because he gets embarrassed by how much he reacts but it never lasts
- he covers his mouth with the back of his hand a lot
- you make it a rule that he is not allowed to hide his sounds from you
- he isn't bratty in an obvious way but he does have stubborn moments
- he is still izuku midoriya
- his version of being bratty is overthinking, talking too much, questioning your instructions or insisting he can handle more than he actually can
- you shut it down by grabbing his chin and making him look at you
- eye contact is one of his biggest weaknesses
- hearing “izuku, behave” from you makes his knees weak
- he likes being ordered around more than he admits
- at first he tries to act like he only enjoys it because you enjoy it
- he says things like "i just like making you happy" and while that is true, it is very much not the whole truth
- eventually you get him to admit that he likes feeling owned
- he is very sensitive to being manhandled
- he likes when you move him around like he weighs nothing
- he loves being pinned by the wrists
- he has a thing for your hands
- your hand on his jaw, your hand in his hair, your hands around his wrists, your hands on his thighs, your hand at his throat
- he gets extremely quiet when your hand settles lightly at his neck
- izuku likes controlled dominance more than roughness
- he loves when you make him ask
- asking is hard for him, begging is harder
- that is exactly why he likes it
- you always make him repeat himself while looking at you
- it feels mean, it's not. he loves it.
- he likes soft humiliation
- teasing him for how needy he is, calling him desperate when he is already shaking, making him admit he wants you
- his favourite kind of degradation is the kind that still makes him feel cherished
- “you’re so needy for me, aren’t you?” works better than anything harsh
- he likes being teased about how quickly he falls apart
- izuku has a serious oral fixation
- he likes kissing, biting, licking, mouthing at your fingers and being told what to do with his mouth
- he gets embarrassed by how much he likes having your thumb pressed against his lower lip
- he likes when you make him open his mouth and wait
- edging would ruin him
- he is good at following instructions until you push him too far and then he starts trembling, panting and pleading in this broken little voice that makes him sound half frustrated and half ruined
- he has a strong service kink
- izuku likes feeling useful, likes knowing he is pleasing you
- he loves when you sit back and let him take care of you, especially if you keep one hand in his hair and praise him when he does well
- izuku has a thing for size difference even if there is not a dramatic one physically
- it is less about actual height or build and more about energy
- he likes feeling smaller under your attention
- he likes when you loom over him, when you crowd him against counters, doors, desks, a wall, anywhere private
- he also likes calling you “sir" but he is mortified the first time it slips out
- it happens when he is already overwhelmed, voice shaky, eyes half lidded, trying so hard to be good
- he likes rules
- not too many, nothing too complicated
- just enough to give his overactive mind something to hold onto
- he likes having consequences for breaking them too
- again nothing truly harsh
- teasing, denial, being made to start over, being told he has to earn back permission .. all of that works on him
- he likes restraints
- cuffs would fluster him badly, a tie would be worse.
- his own tie around his wrists and he would never recover
- he likes being restrained because it stops him from overthinking what to do with his hands
- izuku’s hands are fidgeting, gripping, reaching, covering his face, clinging to you
- taking that away from him makes him focus completely on your voice
- voice kink. massive.
- you do not even need to touch him sometimes
- you just tell him to come closer, to stop moving, to answer properly, to be good for you and he obeys
- he is not into public exposure in any risky way, especially because he is a teacher and public figure
- but he does like the tension of secrecy
- a hand on his thigh under the dinner table, a whispered instruction when no one else can hear, a look across the room that makes him straighten instantly
- izuku likes soft possessiveness
- “mine?” whispered against his ear would make him nod before he even thinks about it
- he loves when you leave marks somewhere hidden under his clothes
- they make him distracted during staff meetings
- he presses his fingers over them unconsciously when he is alone
- izuku has a thing for your lap
- sitting in it, being pulled onto it, being held there by the waist
- he tries to argue that he is too heavy, you tell him you didn't ask
- he has a thing for being watched by you
- he wants your attention on him
- he wants to know you are seeing every reaction he cannot hide
- izuku gets very kiss drunk
- kiss him long enough and he forgets his own name
- he gets dazed, clingy and breathless, blinking up at you like he is trying to remember what conversation was happening before you touched him
- he would be into impact play lightly, but only with trust and clear boundaries
- he likes the anticipation more than the sting
- counting would make him dizzy, especially if you make him thank you after
warning ; semi public sex , really. old. wrote this almost a year ago
izuku waved at you thru the car window before leaving.
you looked over at Bakugo. “still upset he rejected your offer?” you ask.
he huffs ignoring your question. “don’t be mad….”
“shut up.”
-
Bakugo groaned, he tightened his grip on your shoulders once you were fully inside him. Some music was faintly heard from the cars speakers, the bright street lights shining down on the car.
“..hurry or…. someone’ll see us..” Bakugo whispered looking around to make sure nobody was near.
“it’s past midnight and your windows are tinted, i highly doubt anyone would see us.” you raise his hips and slowly fuck into him.
“ugh..~ so…slow..” the blonde whimpered gritting his teeth. it was a bit tough for you to do more since the car was small, you reached your hand down to pull on the seat lever to lower it.
bakugo yelped at the sudden move and sat up, staring down at you angrily.
“go ahead, kats.” you massage his thighs and he scoffs lifting himself up and setting a quick pace, fucking himself on you.
“ah..fuck~ hmm…” he was a whiny moaning mess after a couple thrusts, he usually isn’t all that loud, only loud when he was mad about something.
you take control and grab his waist, slamming in quicker and deeper, a whoreish moan ripping out of his throat. “OH FUC—K! SO DEE…~” his brows furrowed, his shaky hand cover mouth to stifle too much noise.
you’re panting and grinning at the sight, he started to break right in front of you, his hands came down to hold himself up as best as he could as you bounced him on your throbbing cock.
“S-stOP..! MMmh..~” he’s biting his bottom lip, arms giving out causing him to fall right on top of you. his face at the crook of your neck tryna catch his breath.
you don’t stop, you continue to roughly fuck and abuse his insides, he sobs, messy noises leaving him. he’s not getting any quieter and you’re about to cum. you bring your hand up to his spiky hair and stroke it.
“s..stop..~ so close….” he can barely keep his eyes open, the knot in his stomach ready to undo. with one last thrust, you blow your load deep in his tummy with a whine.
he clenches around your dick, cum splurting out of his. he’s huffing against your neck, eyes barely open, he looked like porn. you hum and stroke his blonde hair
MONSTERFUCKING — ft. monster! reader, human! character, heavy dub-con, oviposition (eggs), mpreg, aphrodisiacs, degradation, belly bulge, loss of virginity, and all that lovely shit. ♡
It was foolish of him to wander into unknown territory.
You could still clearly recall just how beautiful he looked, trembling at the mouth of your lair. You could smell it—he was pristine, and evidently untouched. A virgin.
He had sworn he would slay you and bring your head home to his village, bloodthirsty and terrifying and claiming this and that before he fell to his knees under the effects of the aphrodisiac, begging you to fill him up with your seed.
And now look where he was.
“So fucking wet,” you crooned lowly, slobbering all over his chest, forked tongue swirling around a nipple as you pushed the fat bulb of your cockhead into him. “Gonna stuff you, ooh, make you carry allll of my eggs.”
“P-please,” he implored, delirious with pleasure, cum dribbling out of his cock in small spurts. It hadn’t even been a minute, and there he was, twitching and broken, just from being stretched out. “‘S too much, please, it won’t, won’t fit!”
How cute. It only made you hungry for more.
“Then we will just, have to make it fit, yes?” With that, you roughly jerked your hips forward, slamming the rest of your cock into his tight little hole. He let out a squeal, back arching as he gasped for breath.
“Oh, fuck!” he sobbed loudly, writhing as shaky hands found their way onto your horns, gripping tight. He was clenching around you so tightly, your cock resting so deep inside him he could almost feel it in his throat. “You’re gonna break me…!”
“Is that not what we are doing?" you sneered, tongue slithering into his ear, making him shudder. "Hah. You came here… ‘cause you wanted this, yes? Wanted to get fucked by a monster.”
“That’s n-not true… I’m here to slay you!”
Clawed hands grabbed at his parted thighs, and lifted him up carefully and gently, switching up the angle so you could now fuck him into the nest. He shivered as your claws grazed sensitive flesh, letting out a pitiful whine.
“You just looove to lie, don’cha. So stubborn! Hehe, d’you go around fucking other monsters, too? Ooh, aren’t you a lil’ slut? My pretty lil’ slut?”
"No! Haah, 'm not, not your slut..."
He shook his head wildly, letting out small sobs as you drove your cock into him with little restraint, treating him like how a child would play with his new toy. Savage and ruthless and obsessive, conveyed in every powerful thrust of your hips, the thwop thwop thwop of slippery skin against the plush fat of his bruised ass resounding in the lair.
It was humiliating. And yet it felt so good.
“You are so pretty. Mine. My mate,” you chanted, and for a second he thought he saw hearts dancing in your eyes. “Gonna make you all mine, you'll never think about fucking another monster again…”
You manhandled him onto his stomach with ease, suddenly pushing back in, and he wailed, bursting with fullness. “Yeah, that’s right. Oh, I’m gonna cuuum. Gonna cum so hard in your perrrfect lil’ hole. Fill you up with my eggs, make you the prettiest mate ever. How’s that sound, my sweet?”
“Please! D-don’t!” he mewled as the base of your cock began to thicken, swelling with knot. “Please, I’ll do anything, I can’t, can’t get pregnant…”
“Don’t worry,” you purred, your tongue wrapping around his neck as you pushed impossibly deep inside him to let the knot catch. “I'll take goood care of you. You will be safe here in our nest, with our eggs… and with me!”
“It’s hard to believe that when—when you’re the danger h-here!”
He keened, shuddering and wailing as your knot began to ever-thicken and expand, impaling him on your cock. A strange, slippery sensation began to fill him, and for a moment he thought that you were simply cumming inside. You shifted above him, grunting loud as you pushed the first egg into him, the action making him gasp, eyes widening.
“What…” he panted, “What’s happening?”
“Told ya I was gon’ fill you up,” you slurred, pressing your chest against his back and stroking his belly in contentment. “Ooh, hnngh, there’s another—”
You let out a groan as the second egg pushed past the gaping rim of your cockhead and into his soft, velvety womb. He was shivering all over, letting out soft whimpers as his cock gave another weak spurt at the feeling of being stuffed.
“No, no, please, stop…”
He let out shaky whines as you pushed egg after egg into him, tummy feeling bloated and heavy. It was too much, and it didn’t seem like you were going to stop anytime soon. Soon, spots were dancing in his vision, and he slumped bonelessly into the nest, letting exhaustion overtake him.
He stirred awake to the soft rumbling of a warm body behind him. Your knot had gone soft, warm cum leaking out of his puffy, used hole. The only physical barrier between him and the exit was your clawed hand, placed protectively on his bulging belly.
Lifting your hand, he rubbed over his stomach, gasping when he felt the outline of multiple egg-shaped objects. You really had gone and impregnated him, didn’t you?
Sighing, he closed his eyes again. Escaping could wait. For now, being surrounded by the warmth of the nest and the fullness of his eggs would do.
masterlist!
Synopsis: Your boyfriend's a bit of a pathetic virgin and you bully him /affectionate
Author's Note: This is not proofread & something silly I wrote on a whim, I really like the idea of Zandik being tossed around :sweats:
Contains: Amab reader x amab Zandik, Set during the Akademiya, Established relationship, Top reader x bottom Zandik, Use of petnames (Puppy & Princess), Multiple orgasms/multiple rounds
Zandik blushed with embarassment as he gingerly made his way down the dormitory hall, stopping in front of his partner's door. Knocking on the door he waited awkwardly in the hall.Shiftinghis weight between the balls of his feet, Zandik glared at the few students still straggling in the halls late at night. A latch clicking was all he needed to push his way inside as the door creaked open, letting out a startled yelp as his partner pulled him around. Zandik grumbled as he was hugged by his partner. He scowled and wiggled free, wandering over and flopping onto the bed with a dramatic sigh.
"So I thought about your offer from earlier...I want to try, but im just jerking you off so don't go slobbering all over me." Rosy blush spread across his cheeks and ear tips as he refused to make eye contact with a glaring pout. His partner merely chuckled, stepping closer and grabbing his chin to turn his head. Zandik's light scowl only amused his partner as he softly kissed Zandik's lips and cheeks. Zandik sighed into the kisses as his partner pulled away and sat down on the bed beside him. With a playful kiss on the nose Zandik yelped loudly as he was manhandled, now straddling his partner.
Heat crept up Zandik' chest and neck, he could feel his partners bulge press against his own. Unsure of where to put his hands, Zandik clutched at his partner's shirt, wiggling his hips and grinding lightly against his partner. His partner smiled and pulled him into another kiss, hands resting on Zandik's thighs and hip. Zandik gasped as his partner slowly trailed kisses down his neck, sucking a mark into his soft skin and squeezing his thighs. His partner pulled back and chuckled, taking in Zandik's flustered appearance.
"You've not done this before have you, you can touch me too you know." A chuckle rumbles from their chest as he presses Zandik's hands against his chest. Ruby red eyes squinted with the tiniest glare.
"I was gonna touch, I just was deciding where!" Zandik squeaks out, hands palming the thick muscle of his partner's chest. Zandik panted as heat pooled in his tummy, grinding against his partner with a whine. His partner groaned and grpund up against Zandik, both gasping at the friction. Zandik shakily reached between them, fussing with his waistband. With an embarassed whine he glanced up at his partner, leaning his head into their chest and whining. His partner cooed at him, whispering into his ear.
"Awww need help Zandik?" A full body shudder ran through him at the teasing tone in his partners voice, Zandik only nodded as his cheeks turned bright red. A kiss to the ear was his only warning before his partner's hand slipped past his waistband and gripped his small cock. Zandik cried out at the touch, his partner's hand felt so soft and hot against his cock. He stifled a moan as his cock was freed, precum drooling from the tip. He groaned as he watched his partner's hand envelop his cock, stroking up and thumb rubbing at his slit. "F-fuck that feels good... hah-hh fuck..." Zandik could not take his gaze away, whining as his partner squeezed his cock hard and stopped. Zandik let out a small sob as his partner let go, hips canting up trying to chase the pleasure. His partner chuckled and flicked his cock, "Aw look like someone is a bit worked up and needy."
His cock twitched and continued to leak precum. Zandik watched with rapt attention as his partner pulled out their cock and rutted against him, Sparks of pleasure built in his core with each thrust. His partner's cock dwarfed his, thick with a prominent vein along the underside. Zandik whined, his partner held and placed his own hand on their cock. He let out a moan, their cock was hot and heavy in his hand as he slowly stroked it. Zandik let out a high pitch whine and a hiccup of a moan as he rutted against his partner's cock, cum spilling from his slit as he collapsed against their chest and trembled.
"Haahh ah-h fuuck that felt.... really good..." Clutching at his partner's chest, Zandik's hips twitched and he continued to rut against the other man. Heat still pooled in his tummy and he let out a pathetic whimper. He froze a bit, staring down at his mess and his partner's cock before rutting harder, his cock slowly filling out again. "I want more." He boldly snapped at his partner, who only chuckled and all but picked him up and flipped them around, Zandik now pinned underneath him.
"Woah-Hey! I didn't say throw me around!?" Zandik squeaked as his partner groped him, pinching and pulling on his sensitive chest and trailing small bites down his chest and tummy. He covered his face with his hand, peeking down at the sinful sight of his partner and the ghost of their breath against his cock. Precum beaded at the tip, his partner's tongue flicking oh so lightly against it. "O-oh ♡ fu-uuk!" Zandik's hips bucked upward, his partner grins and sucked him down to the root, moaning as Zandik orgasmed with a shout. They swallowed a few times around his sensitive cock to tease him, Zandik shaking and sobbing with his head thrown back.
Zandik watched with hooded eyes as his partner grinned and sat up, licking drops of his spend from their lips. Zandik could only whimper at the sight, his senses overwhelmed. His partner merely gathered him in their arms and flipped him onto his hands and knees. Zandik pouted and gave a half hearted glare back. His partner ruffles his hair, pushing his shoulders down to pin him to the bed. "See told you it would feel good, though if you want more you gotta use your words..." Zandik whined into the linen and pillows as he felt his partner's hand trailed up his spine to grab his ass. While Zandik panted and whined, his partner grabbed a small vial of lube, slicking their fingers with the clear fluid and teasingly rubbing Zandik's rim.
Zandik shook and trembled at the new sensation, words catching on his tongue as he felt his mind get foggy. He clutched at the pillow as he spoke. "Please I want more, it feels weird but I want more!" A sob escaped as he felt his partner's finger push inside, slowly pressing on his rim and walls. Zandik shivered at each slow thrust, heat pooling more and more in his tummy. Soft kisses to his shoulder was the only warning he got before a second finger joined to pull on his rim. His partner smiled into his shoulder, biting harshly and thrustimg his fingers in hard and crooking them to strike Zandik's prostate.
Sparks crackled in Zandik's vision and tears pooled in his lashes. He walls fluttered and clenched as he shrieked at each strike to his prostate. "Mmph! hah ah ah ♡ wha-ahh!" His partner sucked hickies and bite marks into Zandik's shoulder and nape as he mercilessly stroked his prostate and stretched his hole open. Zandik cried out with each thrust, precum steadily dripping from his slit and staining the sheets below him. With a sadistic smile his partner scissored Zandik's rim wide, taking in his beautiful shrieks and whimpers. Zandik warbled and rocked his hips back, an aching need in his tummy building until he couldn't help but cry. "Fuck please please please fuck me ph-hlease! ♡"
Tiny hiccupping sobs and the heady musk of sex filled the room, Zandik whimpered as he felt his partner's thick cock grind against his rim, as if teasing him. He pouted, tears dripping onto his cheeks as he snapped at his partner. "I-i told you to-o fuck me get on with-hah o-OH FUUUC- ♡" Zandik let out a wanton whorish moan as his partner thurst forward, their thick cock dragging against his senstive walls and his rim obscenely stretched around it. He shrieked and warbled as their cock sank in deep to kiss his prostate. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he white knuckle clutched the pillow and tried pitifully to gather his words. His velvet walls fluttering and clenching around the intrusion, trying his best to adjust.
Zandik' partner ground hard against his hips, cock rubbing harshly against that sensitive spot. He teased and cooed at Zandik, squeezing his ass with one hand, the other lightly holding his hip. Zandik couldn't think, mind foggy and sparks of pleasure dotted his vision. He could only focus on how full he felt and how his partner's cock bullied his most sensitive spots. "Full-l ohh oh ♡ s'too much oh fuck hah ah ah! ♡" He sobbed louder crying out as tears dripped down his heated skin. He nearly screamed when he felt his partner pull back, only to thrust right back into his prostate. Zandik sobbed louder into the pillow as he came, thin watery cum squirted onto the sheets and soaked his thighs. He clenched wildly, sinful arch to his back as he canted his hips back with each thrust. He continued to cry, his balls drawn up and aching lightly. He reached his hand back and laced his fingers with his partner's.
Zandik craned to look bac at his partner, rosy flushed cheeks shiny with tears. "Too m-muhh much! I cant c-come again... hah ah ah ♡" His partner shushed him, rubbing gentle circles into his hip and peppering loving kisses down his shoulder and spine. "Its ok sweet thing, you're ok, I know you can, aren't you my good boy?~" His partner slowed their thrusts, angling deeper and Zandik frantically nodded and held onto his partner's hand to ground himself. His partner chuckled as Zandik babbled and warbled into the pillow, words slurred together as his back arched. "You're my good boy Zandik, feel so good around me puppy." Zandik moaned louder, cock flushed red and aching. He sobbed and thrust his hips back, full cock slapping against his tummy.
"Hahh Harder ♡ please m-more I need to cummh mmhm haaa!" He squeezed his partner's hand and cried out as his shoulder was pinned down. His prostate, balls, and rim ached so pleasantly when his partner sped up; fast deep thrusts that sent shocks of pleasure racing up his spine. Zandik writhed and bucked his hips back as he was pounded into the mattress, drool and tears soaking the pillow. He warbled out another command between moans. "Ha hah ha want inside please! ♡ wanna feel you come in-nside!" Zandik screamed as hia dry orgasm tore through him like violence, clenching hard and his whole body wracked with tremors as he drowned in pleasure. His partner fucked him ruthlessly through his orgasm, Zandik felt like he was floating and his nerves alight. His partner continued to coo at him, whispering flith into the room like a prayer.
"Yeah? puppy want me to stuff him full? keep you aching for days princess?" At this, Zandik nodded and writhed, overstimulation nipping at his nerves and his balls deeply ached. With one final deep slam of their hips, Zandik could only moan and shirek as he felt a rush of hot cum flood his walls. He hiccupped and cried, whole body aching and pleasure still tingling in his core. Thick cum bubbled out from around his stretched rim, trailing down his thighs and smearing across his pale skin.
Zandik could only let out little gasps and whimpers as his partner pulled out, more milky cum spilling from his gaping hole. His partner smiled and lightly moved Zandik to pull the linen aside and lay the trembling man down more comfortably. They softly ruffled his hair and kisses his cheek and quietly stepped to the bathroom, wetting a soft cloth and returning to Zandik. Pale blue curls were matted to his forehead and he lay there glassy eyed as his breathing calmed down. His partner cooed and gently wiped down Zandik's skin, praising him and peppering him with more kisses. Zandik whimpered and clung to his partner as his sore cock and soaked thighs were cleaned. He buried his face against his partner's chest, eyes still unfocused and glossy.
His partner cooed at him, laying them down on their sides and spooning Zandik, pulling a clean cover over their bodies. They nuzzled into him, cooing sweet praise as Zandik floated in subspace. "You're my good boy puppy, look at you all tuckered out." Zandik only whined, scooting back closer his partner and yawned as he settled down. His partner chuckled and snuggled him close with his own yawn, arms wrapped comfortingly around Zandik. "Good night princess, love you lots.”
Tanjiro is usually a saint, but he is still human. When he saw a smooth-talking Kakushi lingering a bit too long around you, laughing loudly at your jokes, Tanjiro’s signature smile didn’t falter—but his scent completely changed. It went from sweet and comforting to a sharp, burning wood fire.
He didn’t make a scene. Instead, he walked right up, gently placed a hand on the small of your back, and tilted his head with a blindingly polite smile.
“Hello! I need to borrow my partner for a moment, we have a training session. Thank you for keeping them company!”
The sheer intensity of his polite aura practically forced the Kakushi to scramble away. Once alone, Tanjiro buried his face in your shoulder, his voice muffled and a little whiny.
“Your scent smelled like him for a second. Let me stay like this until it smells like just us again.”
➷Zenitsu Agatsuma ⚡
Zenitsu doesn’t do “subtle” jealousy. The moment he saw another slayer offering you a piece of sweet bean jelly, his heart rate spiked into a frantic, chaotic rhythm that you could practically hear.
He lunged forward, sobbing dramatically, and threw himself at your feet, wrapping his arms around your waist.
“WAAAAH! You’re going to leave me for him, aren’t you?! Just because he has better posture and doesn’t scream when he sees a spider! I knew it! I’m going to die alone on my next mission anyway, so just tell me now!”
The other slayer, completely terrified by the sudden mental breakdown, took his jelly and ran. You sighed, patting Zenitsu’s blonde hair. Once he realized the “threat” was gone, he immediately shifted from sobbing to smugly holding your hand, refusing to let go for the rest of the day.
➷Inosuke Hashibira 🐗
Inosuke doesn’t understand the complex emotion of romantic jealousy, he just knows it makes him want to fight. When a rookie slayer tried to flirt with you by showing off how many push-ups he could do, Inosuke flipped.
He stomped over, smoke practically billowing from his boar mask, and aggressively pointed at the poor guy.
“YOU THINK THAT’S IMPRESSIVE, YOU WEAKLING?! WATCH THIS!”
Inosuke proceeded to do one-handed, upside-down push-ups on a nearby rock, yelled at the top of his lungs, and then snatched you up like a sack of potatoes, slinging you over his shoulder.
He marched off into the woods, grumbling, “You don’t need to look at that loser. I’m the king of the mountains! Look at me!”
➷Genya Shinazugawa 💢
Genya turns into a stuttering, blushing mess when he’s jealous. He saw you chatting happily with a guy from the swordsmith village and immediately froze. His face flushed a dark, angry crimson, and he started cracking his knuckles nervously.
He wanted to be cool and walk over, but his anxiety gripped him. Instead, he just loomed in the background like an intimidating, 6-foot-tall shadow until the swordsmith felt the heavy glare and nervously excused himself.
When you walked over to Genya and asked if he was okay, he looked away, rubbing the back of his neck furiously.
“I-I wasn’t glaring! It’s just…you look nicer when you talk to me. Don’t laugh at that guy’s jokes, they weren’t even funny.”
➷Murata 🍙
Murata knows he’s an average guy, so his jealousy comes with a side of mild panic. When he saw a flashy, high-ranking slayer trying to sweet-talk you, Murata’s soul practically left his body.
He knew he couldn’t win in a fight, so he resorted to the ultimate weapon: awkward interruption. He stumbled into the conversation, entirely uninvited, with a stiff, nervous grin.
“Oh! Hey! Wow, look at the time, we actually have to go check on the…supply boxes! Yes, the boxes!”
He grabbed your wrist and pulled you away with surprising speed. Once out of sight, he let out a massive sigh of relief, fixing his hair. “Please don’t look at guys like that, my stress levels can’t handle it.”
➷Giyuu Tomioka 🌊
Giyuu is a man of few words, and his jealousy is quiet but incredibly heavy. When another Hashira (likely Tengen, just to mess with him) started teasing you and putting an arm around your shoulder, Giyuu’s eyes turned into ice.
He didn’t yell. He just walked over, his footsteps entirely silent, and stepped directly between you and the other person. He faced the offender, his hand resting deliberately on the hilt of his Nichirin sword.
The atmosphere grew so suffocatingly cold that the other person awkwardly backed away. Giyuu turned to you, his expression blank as always, but his grip on your hand was uncharacteristically tight.
“Let’s go. It’s too loud here.”
➷Sanemi Shinazugawa 🍃
Sanemi is a walking powder keg. Seeing anyone get too close to you is like tossing a match into a fireworks factory. When a merchant at the market tried to touch your hand while handing you change, Sanemi’s veins popped on his forehead.
He snatched your wrist, pulling you behind his scarred frame, and leaned down until he was inches from the merchant’s terrified face.
“You got a problem with your eyes, pal? Or maybe you just want to lose those fingers? Because if you touch them again, I’ll feed you your own teeth.”
After terrified apologies were made, Sanemi dragged you away, huffing and cursing under his breath. When you teased him about being protective, he shoved a box of ohagi into your hands to hide his blushing face. “Shut up! Just stay close to me so I don’t have to kill someone!”
➷Muichiro Tokito 🌫
Muichiro is usually spaced out, but his focus snaps into sharp, dangerous clarity when someone tries to flirt with you. He was staring at the clouds until a slayer started trying to charm you. Suddenly, Muichiro was standing right next to the guy, looking up at him with dead, empty eyes.
“Who are you? Why are you talking to them? You’re annoying. Leave before I throw a rock at your head.”
His voice was completely monotone, which somehow made the threat ten times scarier, the guy fled instantly.
Muichiro immediately reverted back to his soft, hazy self, tugging on your sleeve. “They were wasting your time. Look at that cloud, it looks like a radish. Let’s go look at it together.”
➷Kyojuro Rengoku 🔥
Rengoku’s jealousy is loud, bright, and impossible to ignore. He doesn’t get insecure; he just asserts his presence with the force of a solar flare. When he noticed someone trying to make a move on you at a festival, his booming laugh echoed through the crowd.
He marched over, slung a massive, heavy arm around your shoulders, and beamed at the stranger with a smile that carried a very clear, fiery warning.
“HA HA HA! HELLO THERE! ARE YOU ENJOYING THE FESTIVAL? MY PARTNER AND I WERE JUST ABOUT TO GO BUY SOME SOBA! HAVE A WONDERFUL NIGHT!”
The sheer volume and intense, unblinking eye contact were enough to make the person politely excuse themselves.
Rengoku looked down at you, his smile softening into something incredibly warm as he squeezed your shoulder. “You are far too captivating! I must keep you close, or everyone will try to steal you away!”
➷Goto 🧹
Goto is a background character and he knows it, so when he sees youl talking to a flashy, high-ranking Demon Slayer, his internal monologue goes into overdrive. ‘Great, look at that guy. He probably kills Lower Moons for breakfast. What do I have? A uniform that covers my face and a mop.’
Driven by a mix of irritation and sheer desperation, he walked over, carrying a massive stack of laundry as an excuse.
“Hey! Excuse me! High-ranking slayer person, don’t you have a demon to go hunt? And you—” he looked at you, his eyes narrowing above his mask, “—stop slacking! Shinobu-sama needs you in the butterfly estate right now!”
He practically shoved the laundry into your arms and escorted you away. Once out of earshot, he pulled his mask down to his chin, groaning.
“Seriously? A Hashira? Cut me some slack, my heart can’t take competing with people who can breathe fire.”
husband!giyu is secretly a softie (but just for you ᨳଓ࿔)
most people think your husband is an... odd man. stoic at best, aloof at worse.
they all thought it was weird when the pretty new hashira started dating such a man, surely you could have whoever you want. imagine their surprise when you actually got engaged – who could imagine the stern water hashira getting on one knee?!
but they had it all wrong, you see, because with you? giyu was as soft as could be.
there was rarely a morning you didn't wake up all wrapped up in his arms, face squished against his chest. oh, were you cold? don't worry, giyu was pulling you in tight without a word, rubbing his hands all over your back and making sure the blanket was tucked just under your chin. he didn't care if it meant his feet were uncovered, at least you were nice and warm!
meals were always made by him, complete with breakfast in bed when you both happened to have more free time. giyu loved making you his favourites, bonding over food always a big thing for him, but the most important thing for him was learning your favourites
whenever you came home after a particularly tough training session, giyu was always ready for you. "you worked too hard again" he'd say in his monotone, pulling your tired feet onto his lap. "stop making me worry about you" he complains with a barely concealed pout, rubbing your soles with skiller fingers
but of course he'd never stop worrying about you. you were the most important person in giyu's life, and maybe he wasn't the best with words – but he made it damn sure to show you with actions every single hour of the day
Summary: Yandere! Roommate Dimitri...with...with a pussay....(⌁° ‸ °⌁)
Warnings: Blurb: FTM! Dimitri, AMAB but no pronouns are used for reader, vaginal fingering, and mention of period. No use of (y/n), character is written with a speech impediment
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Somehow, just like the rest of him, his cunny is absolutely itty bitty. You can barely fit a finger in before he's thrashing around and whining that it's too much. It's a wonder you can work your cock in.
His bush is full and curly (as are his pits), and you have to go searching through it to find his clit. It's always tucked away and hiding under his hood. Shy, you muse. Dimitri doesn't find your humor very funny, but he doesn't think much of anything is in the first place.
His folds are long and fully encompassing; if you want to take a look inside, you have to use two fingers to fully spread them apart. As red as he flushes, his skin discolors a deep tan brown down and around his intimate parts. It's a beautiful contrast to fondle with.
When Dimitri first came to you, all he wore were temple garments. Cotton, bulky... strangely, still sexy. Now, you get to dress him up in the cutest of panties and braletts. Still white but now frilly, colored with pastel lace and bows all over. Dimitri's always reading over the label with a thick tongue, "Whys is Victoria on these? Who is she? Huh?"
He makes the perfect picture of a bratty, whiny little girlfriend. Wearing your shirt and nothing else as he lightly kicks and pulls at you for any semblance of teasing, you deliver him. Lift your hands under it, and he's instantly squealing and squirming away. Dimitri doesn't know what the word pervert means, but if he did, he'd be spewing it at you nonstop.
He's never learned how to track his period either; he just knows they happen when he's least expecting. He also free bleeds. So do with that what you will. It's your house after all.
Imagine doing the backshots transition with Ryland Grace. Top Amab Reader 18+ Pt.2
It was purely a joke, You'd persuad him. You were going to meet with his friends from college and wanted to do a cute transition. Just for the two of you.
He sets up the camera on the table, starting up the timer and stands back. He turned to you and gave a shy smile. As the chime went off, He turned and bent over, his back arched excessively. You're quick to grab on the fat of his hips and begin rapidly thrusting your hips against his ass; perfectly on beat. His body jolted with the movement, glasses nearly dropping off his face. he lets out moan like huffs as he took it.
God this was going on alot longer than you thought. You could feel yourself hardening beneath your clothes after the fourth attempt, cock chubbing thick with muscle memory. You were so hard you knew he felt it too.
"Um...huh."
The tiktok stopped long ago. Now only if you could too. Ryland turned back to you, rough thrusts turned into curious grinds, face slightly flushed and eyes blown a little too wide. He turned back around, head flopped down into the folds of his forearms, shifting his weight and deepening his arch to grind back against you. Just letting you have your way with him.
You couldn't help the curse that left your mouth.
"Language..." He all but out right moaned.
You don't remember if you apologized. Your cock rubbed hard against the cleft of his ass and even harder against your clothes.
He had gone strangely quiet so you opened your eyes, groaning at the sight of his taut back. The motions has his shirt riding down the arch, teasing you with twitching muscles and a defined line that runs down to the very peak of his ass. His arm was moving with the motion of someone who couldn't help himself. Up, down, Up and down. He was touching himself. His eyes were closed, red lips letting out tiny moans and bigger huffs, his hand stuffed down his hands and wrapped greedy around his cock. You thrust a little too hard at the implication, sending him barreling forward. His hand jolted from under him to steady himself, you eye the way it glistened. He turned to you face aggrieved and sweaty and red.
You remember apologizing this time. Pausing your thrusts to a soft grind as you wrap your arm around him and began unraveling his pants. You kiss his neck and pull them down, licking marks behind his ear as you jerk him off and bite against the very back of his neck like a dog with a bone as you lay him back down on the desk.
He was so wet, just leaking like a stubborn hose, moans sticky in your ears. You spread the wetness all over him, using it to stroke him with a tight unyielding grip. He trembled and moaned and grinded back. Plea balancing on the tip of his parted lips.
It doesn't take much to get him cumming. His head tips sideways, struggling to take deep breaths as his body constricted and cock jumps, twitching and crying buckets in your grip. You use one hand to fish out your own cock and pull his pants down to his ankles, distracted and letting him lick along the excess that ran down your palm.
You run the mess between the cleft of his cheeks and slide your length between them. Holding still to watch the perfect plot of his sweaty red body and your cock snug and leaking pre-cum down the line is his back. He watches you with half-lid eyes and impossibly shy cheeks, before he turns back avoiding your gaze, but the phone is still propped up infront you both and he has to watch his own face slack with pleasure and yours focused and determined with furrowed brows and wet lips.
Ryland shivers as you begin to thrust. Out, tip dipping into his hole. In, it catches on his rim, digging in ever so slightly as it pops back up. He hears himself moan and buries himself in his arms, the blush from the top of his shoulders and redness of his ass meet in the middle of his back, illuminating the pattern of freckles.
You lean down as far as you can go, kissing and connecting the dots as you lose yourself in the slide between his ass. At some point you hear the wet slap of his cock against his stomach, your thrusts get rough and desperate and you reach down to grab his half rejuvenated cock.
He flinches back too suddenly, and it causes your tip to catch on and slip pass his rim. He lets out a cry, hole clamping down tight and desperate. You faintly hear a clatter as his glasses falls off his face. He cums again and you can't catch yourself in time, the head of your cock forced in a few inches. Your tip is held onto as you cum, warmth floods inside him, some squirts out around the head of your cock. He writhes and whines as you coo and sooth him, yourself shivering and moaning.
You lay there for a bit, stuck onto his back with sweat and the need to touch. You look up at your phone, cock twitching at his reflected expression. He whines; you slip out and stare a little too long at the cum that leaks out. You reach for your phone, ignoring the way it presses your cock hard against his ass. This take was the best. You huff at the irony.
The second part of the transition is filmed much later. Your both visibly flushed, glowing, and the marks on his neck fail to be hidden.
Thinking about making an aFab version. If you want it, Let me know!
surely you’d be very wrong if you think that sniffing panties is what he does all day at work
even though you might be away at work most of the time, there are rare occasions where you work from home instead of the office
on those special days, he is in rightful place plopping himself right on your lap grinding his hole against your crotch through his thin panties
it’s his job to make you feel comfy and right at home! why else do you think he raised the ranks it’s so that other tedious tasks are left for his subordinates
he doesn’t stay on your lap grinding his hole the whole day, of course!
he hides beneath your desk nestling between your legs during meetings, or else he would be blocking the camera and get in the way of your work
your meeting can tend to take a long time which is why he really likes to take it real long and slow with you
his main goal isn’t to be a brat or a tease but to genuinely to make you feel good and relax (do note that it is his intention but whether you actually relax is another story)
he likes to start by kisses all over your inner thighs and groping them to feel how thick and sturdy they are
this continues until he can see the bulge forming in your underwear and he likes to greeting it by burying his face right up to take a good smell of your cock right from the source
if you can’t tell already, he definitely has a scent kink and likes to smell your musk for a long time until he salivates from the smell and his mouth gets the itch
to warm up, he likes to shove it down all the way to the bar to really feel the stretch in his throat. he doesn’t move just sitting there cock warming you with his throat
if he feels that your cock is leaking too much precum and it’s getting hard for him then pulls out he swallows while keeping the head in his mouth before restarting all again
he likes to spread the precum all over your cock using his tongue to make sure the whole thing is nice and wet for him
if he wants a break then he sucks on the head, lazily swirling his tongue around the tip
sometimes he pretends that your cock is a tongue and pretend to kiss it like you’re french kissing
he loves making you leak so much that he can slurp that white sticky goo but he has to hold back to avoid making loud sounds for the mic to pick up
but once he gets the jist the meeting is heading towards its end. that’s when he really throws it all out the window and try to work you up in hopes that you would pound his tight hole he saved up for you after the call
he starts to deep throat make sure your cock is reaching the tightest area at the back, making sure to rock his head back and forth at a good pace
now this is when he really gets a bit adventurous and slurp loudly to make you hang up faster to avoid being caught
depending on how important the meeting is, you may leave early and let the rest finish up or lock his head with your thighs so he can’t move and forced to continue to cock warm you with his throat
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Aeres lets out a moan as you mercilessly enter him all at once without trying to loosen him up.
“M-mhm♡ I-mf sorryyy♡”
You were pounding him so fiercely, he could only bounce his body to the rhythm of your hips. Swaying back and forth as he clutched onto your desk for support and bucking his hips out.
“Sorry?”
You snorted. Kneading his fair butt, squeezing it right and letting it go to watch the slight jiggle at the release of contact. Warming his cheeks nicely with you palm before slapping his hard.
The sound echoed nicely in your office and Aeres whimpered at the pain, but continued to arch his back to meet your every thirst.
“You didn’t seem sorry with how much fun you were having between my legs, hm?”
You held his hips in order to thrust deeply yet again, and quickened the past.
“M-master ♡”
Aeres continued to moan out for you and moved his hips alongside your every thrust to get you to places deep within him that he would never be able to touch on his own.
“Use your words. Do you want to cum?”
You spat harshly at your maid, but his body could only break down the pleasure you were giving him and he was no longer capable of assembling words or able to convey them.
Aeres could only clench his hole tight and nod back at you with tears in his eyes, hoping that you would forgive him for disobeying.
Of course, you didn’t.
“You’re being quite naughty today, is that right Aeres?”
You snaked a hand down between his legs and found his member between your hands.
Aeres gasped at the unexpected touch, and his knees buckling at the warmth of your hands on his cock.
You found your way to the tip and firmly pressed your thumb at the tip.
Aeres knew exactly what you were going to do and whined against your desk. Although, he would sway his hips frantically to no avail to throw your hands off him. He knew better to grasp frantically at your hands to throw him off.
It was engraved in his bones and blood that he was for your pleasure. A bit of coyness would spice bedroom activities up but he would never openly defy against your wishes.
“Nghh~♡♡ your cock f-feels sooo good master ♡ its stretching my maid hole so well ♡”
Fuck, he was trying to sweet talk his out of this. You can tell, but you weren’t about to fall for it. You continued to hit it deep inside of him without release you hold on his twitching cock.
“Mhmm♡~ Master♡~ can we please c-cum together ah♡”
You can tell that he was about to cum, but do you let him have your way with you?
His flushed face and reddened buttocks paired with his glistening eyes while whimpering and moaning was satisfying but
“Nope♡”
You blocked the urethra firmly with your thumb and came inside of him with the base of your cock touching the rim of his hole.
Aeres whined at his lack of release and feeling himself being filled with your warm cum but before he could whine at you. He was flipped with his back flushing against the cool wooden table and the thrusting began again forcing the cum to bubble and come out.
“N-noooo♡ Masterrrr♡”
You smiled at his moans and pressed your lips together while nibbled at his bottom lip swallow the rest of his whines.
aether’s breathing stutters, feeling your chest on his back. it’s warm, and the closeness between you two is making his body heat up which puts the temperature he endures when fighting the pyro regisvine to shame.
he shouldn’t be feeling this hot, considering the fact that he’s not even wearing a shirt. the only thing covering him is his pants and his locks that gracefully flowed down his body.
aether should get away, that’s what the logical part of his brain says. unfortunately, his body seems to disagree.
to be fair, how could he? especially when he feels the way that your cock presses just right on his entrance, teasing him and driving the outlander insane.
god, he wants you. he needs you to make him a mess on the same sheets that you were sleeping on, to have him drool on the pillows as you push his head down on the cushion, muffling his screams, knowing you don’t like loud noises during nighttime.
the blonde carefully slips down his pants. he swears he’s not going to do anything out of line, even if you’ve said that this kind of thing was fine before.
he calms himself. technically, it’s less embarrassing since he didn’t have you spouting out utter nonsense in his ear about how he’s such a good boy, or sometimes, the degrading names you call him while pulling on his braid as if it was a leash.
that doesn’t stop the way his chest thumps heavily or his previously limp cock getting hard when you finally nudge yourself onto his bare skin.
he doesn’t do much. he only grinds himself on your sleeping body, rubbing your cock with his cheeks.
he just wanted to know what it felt like, that’s it. he’s satisfied.
aether cups his mouth as your hand lays on his waist, sitting there neatly.
…
he covers his face with his hands. all logical thoughts going out the window when he stretches out his rim with the tip of your cock.
“j-just the tip…” he whispers. right, no more than this. he’s already edging himself with humping on you earlier, anything more would be ridiculous.
he breathes deeply, trying to remain focused. his walls feel empty, but he’s not going to give in. this is fine, he tells himself.
he bites his bottom lip, stroking his own cock with your tip inside of him. he can finish on his own, he just needs to feel your warmth.
but as he does this, his whole body shrivels up when your arm on him tightens and you push yourself all the way in without warning, hugging him. the hand that he was using to jack off finds its way to his mouth, covering it as he lets out a silent scream.
you have somehow put your entire cock in, leaving him speechless from the action.
“oh god, oh god.” he utters, trying to be as quiet as possible.
he sees the way your cock outlines itself on his tummy and the mere sight of it is enough to make him burst.
he didn’t even prep himself that much. however, your sleepless body also acts like you when you’re awake, being as savage and ruthless when it comes to breaking him apart.
“no, no, no, no—” the outlander chants, he’s so close. he’s so fucking close that he doesn’t care anymore.
his body starts moving slowly. it’s hard to do this on his own when he’s so used to you doing it for him. still, he pushes through.
it’s as if his walls refuse to remove itself from your length, hugging your cock as tight as possible. how the hell do you even pound into him at such a speed?
his entire body is trembling. just a bit more to send him over the edge, please.
and as he thrusts himself at an abnormally slow pace, crying at the lowest volume he possibly can. he feels your fingers grab the sides of his waist and extract yourself before proceeding to push the entirety of your cock to the deepest part of him that he feels his body actually breaking.
“slut.”
your voice sends aether to an orgasm, his cock spilling as much as possible, his pants being ruined and his thighs quivering on yours.
his breathing skips, surprised at your movement and the way you degrade him. he wants to cry even more.
this is so embarrassing, how long had you been awake?
he flinches when your teeth bites on his neck, marking his tired body as he relaxes from his orgasm.
“since you pulled your pants off. you’re not exactly discreet, nor can i ignore the way you whimper like a pathetic whore.” you answer, as if you knew exactly what he was going to ask.
he flushes red at that, looking deeply into your eyes, shame disappearing wholeheartedly from his vocabulary.
» gentle sex in the bathtub, no penetration sex, taking care of him
Aether has been overworking himself lately quite a lot, after all he seems to have an endless energy and big needs of mora to continue with his travels, but now that the tiredness finally took over him you took advantage of that and took him to the bath with you, that way you could finally take care over him without him trying to come up with the excuse of "not needing it" (again)
You were being really sweet for him, even when he insisted that he didn't needed the help it was just because he didn't wanted to bother you, and yet he didn't had the strenght to fight back when you were helping him get undress, laughing at his attempts to fight back when he was obviously relaying in your help. And when you leaded him to the bathtub, helping him get inside before joining him was when he started to get more embarrased
Even so, he stopped complaining once you started to help him clean himself, you were just being the sweet partner you have always been, helping him with his hair and giving him a little massage, earning a soft groan in satisfaction, finally relaxing after a so long, and after helping him with his back your just sat down behind him, letting him rest his back on your chest and hugging him close, your hands holding gently his waist and letting him enjoy the comfort of your presence and the warm water
It truly felt like heaven for him, you were so caring with him that it was making him even question what he did to deservee it, or well, he would if he wasn't too distracted actually relaxing. But it was because he was so relaxed that he started to feel his cheeks burn and the arouse slowly grow in his stomach, suddently feeling hyperaware of your hands, the way your arms secured him in his place, your fingers tracing gentle circles in his skin, the way your bare skin touched his, it was perhaps that he misses being like this with you or just that he loved you so much, whatever it was, it was making him feel embarrasingly aroused and even more exhausted
It was until your hand went up, a bit too close to his chest and your finger brushing his nipple accidentally that you knew what he was thinking, after all he was suddently startled and was unable to stop the half moan from scaping his lips, even when he imediatly covered his mouth and turned around to avoid your curious eyes
He knew the teasing that was coming and he knew he would not be able to fight it back, and of course you teased him, but just a bit, after all it was unexpected but still that was kind of cute in its own way, and since no matter how much you tried to ask if he wanted he would simply continue avoiding you, you decide to take the matter in your hands, skiping the teasing part just for today you hold him slighly tighter so he wouldn't try to run away and lowered your hand, passing your fingers across the skin of his tummy until you reached his crotch, making a chill run down his spine
He could feel perfectly fine your hand and yet he still tried to look at it throught the water, he didn't even tried to stop you this time because the moment you passed your fingers across his cock he was unable to deny how much he wanted, not after the way his back arched at the simply contact. He heard you laugh but you just called him cute before grapping your fingers around his cock, just tight enough to be able to jerk him off, that was enough to make him gasp softly but as you started to run your hand up and down his lenght it didn't took too long before it became soft moans, you were going gently, just fast enough to make sure he would enjoy it without overwhelm him and yet that was enough to have him moaning
By the moment you reached the tip once again and decided to teased it a bit with your finger before quickening the pace Aether was already too lost on the pleasure, his head has fallen back on your shoulder and his chest raised and falled with his elaborated breathing, one of his hands where over yours that were still holding him while the other was clinging to your thight for dear life, you two have been so busy lately that he feels like he have almost forgotten how it felt to be like this with you, how much he wanted to ask you to please go faster, to please do it over and over again, to fill his inside and let him make you feel good too, but right now his mind was too fuzzy and legs felt like jelly
But for you this was enough, after all he has finally stoped trying to muffle and hold back his moans, it may be soft and tired moans but still it was like sweet music, and the way he gapsed and whimpered in surprise when you leave a kiss on his shoulder or neck it is even more adorable
When he was finally reaching the edge, when he was about to cum he wanted to tell you, but his mind was so foggy that the only thing he was able to do was to hold onto your thights and raise his hips with a breathy moan that come out between clenched teeth, chaising after his own orgasm thanks to your hand, shuting his eyes close as he shooted and letting go of a louder moan once he was able to breath again
He wanted to thank you, to tell you how much he loves but at the end you were the once saying it, leaving kissed over his face and telling him how of a good job he did, how you were really pleased and how much you love him, and when you kissed him was when he made up his mind, the only coherent thought that his mind was able to form was that he will pay you back in spades once he gets his well deserved rest
been reading some omegaverse manhwas recently so the baby fever be hitting HARD, those cute little babes are so damn adorable on a screen but I absolutely HATE children irl
Bruce who's getting on in his years, but now is the time his stupid hormones decide that he wants NEEDS a baby.
The kids are all grown up now, living their own lives and the manor is so terribly vacant and in desperate need of a little one waddling around and causing trouble.
His last babe, Damian, doesn't even cling to him much anymore now that he's an angsty teenager in high school going through puberty.
So you just HAVE to breed him. Absolutely stuff him full of your cum 'til his belly's all swollen with your child and his breasts are full of milk for the little baby (you?) to suck on.
Wouldn't a babe that looks just like you and him be adorable? Well he's not getting any younger, SO HURRY UP AND BREED HIM NOW.
🍼MAMA NEEDS A BABY RIGHT NOW🧸
Warnings: SubBottom! Character (vague genitalia, mention of womb), DomTop! reader, AMAB no pronouned reader, creampie, implied multiple rounds, established relationships. No use of y/n.
Note: U guys are getting me to wanna fuck this old man. MY STREET CRED NOOOOO-
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The manor has always been big, but ever since Bruces parents died it’s been lonely too. The years and wards rise and dip with children to fill it’s rooms and halls with laughter, and now that only one puppy remains the grandeur of Wayne Manor once again haunts it’s owner.
Bruce doesn’t really know what to do with himself as of late. Gothams safety has been more or less forked over to his older kids, and he’s similarly no longer the prime eyed sponsor he used to be.
Bruce has you now though, and that counts for something. Your ring in his finger catches every light he passes, and your warm body grounds him every restless night without fail. Bruce loves you, and he loves you in a way he’s never loved anyone else before. Maybe that’s why this…unexplainable sudden urge has over taken him so violently.
Bruce wants a baby. Not just any baby, not another orphan to nurse and coddle off the streets (not that he’d ever turn one away), but your baby. A mix of the sexy hot shot love of his life and him. A wryly tiny thing for him to raise from the ground up. Bruce considers all his children truly his, but to develop one from the depths of his womb would be…something else. Wouldn’t it?
Your omega isn’t subtle about this want either, that is after he scopes that it isn’t a lost cause to bring it up to you. Constantly rubbing up and cooing at you. Faux nonchalantly groping his stomach and chest and asking if he’d suit a fuller figure (who wouldn’t?). The tension breaks when your husband refuses to let you fuck him with a condom. Whining and hissing that you have to give him a little one.
“Lover, darling, please.” Bruce scoffs underneath you, pawing at your arms and shoulders. As if willing you into fucking him raw. “A baby, I want a baby.”
He pulls at you until you push in, unsheathed and closer than ever. Bruce writhes like you’ve never fucked him before. Drunk on the very prospect of being knocked up and full of your load. “Lover, lover.”
One round is rarely enough for a man of such insatiably, but even more so now. Bruce demands you bend him this way and that, at this pace and his proper angle. If too much of your seed seeps out between positions thats two more climaxes you owe for your wastefulness. Don’t think he isn’t above scooping that white goodness up and fucking it back inside of his hole via his fingers.
At the end of it all you fall asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. Your soft, and frankly raw, cock still buried deep between his hole. Bruce purrs a low but soothing melody to fall asleep to. Blissed out completely.
Gaz thinking he'll get away with teasing his new bf in front of the team.
You work on base, on the accounting side though. Working with computers and their finances.
You guys had just started dating and he invited you to watch a movie with the team on base.
You all sit in the common room. Staring at the TV.
His hand creeps over, resting on your thigh first. Then it goes further, groping you through your pants.
You let it slide for a few minutes, but once he tries to slip past your belt you decide enough is enough.
You tug his sweatpants down enough just to leave his ass open, tugging him onto your lap and sinking him onto your cock in one thrust.
You fuck him right there infront of his team, bouncing him on your lap like a toy.
You cum in his ass without letting him finish, settling him back into his seat. Pre leaking from his aching hard-on, staining his joggers. Your cum leaving from his hole.
He whines about needing to finish, but settles once his Captain cuts in with a gruff,
"Take your punishment, son."
You decide that you will be joining the next team bonding.
“wakey wakey master♡ it’s time for my breakfast ♡”
nsfw ahead (minors dni) and proceed with caution
male pervert maid! is your trustworthy head maid that keeps things in order around the mansion
male pervert maid! favorite housework is of course the laundry
if it isn’t super obvious, he loves to go through your dirty laundry and smell them before he puts in the laundry machine (he doesn’t even know why you ask it’s like basic etiquette to him)
his favorite piece, you ask? your underwear. not just any but the ones you wear after going to the gym or the ones you wear when you cum in your pants
the gym panties are so addictive ♡ there’s this musk and sweat from your cock that clings to the fabric that he could never never get sick of
the smell he gets from them is so different from your usual clean soap scent from your body. don’t get him wrong! he loves the usual fresh smell, it makes him feel safe and loved! but there’s something about the smell from your panties that gets his hole wet and clenching ♡
sometimes in the morning he likes to wake you up by rubbing your half hard cock and that’s where he gets your cum stained underwear
well you know it can get lonely when you’re at work so even if he has to hold back in the morning to pull down your underwear and swallow that thick goopy cum down his throat for breakfast
in exchange he gets to suck the cum off the panties throughout the day! it’s like his little snack you know~
he’s really protective over laundry duties if you couldn’t tell already, even though he’s in no position to be tending to these dirty and trivial duties
other manor servants know by now that the laundry is strictly off limits unless they want to be stuck with taking care of the massive garden in the manor alone for a whole month
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There are mornings where it’s not the chirping birds or the sun rays of the morning sun shining between the gaps of the curtains and into your room.
Instead, it’s the slurping sounds your maid is making between your legs. Taking your thick cock into his mouth and running his tongue beneath you length.
He might look like a kitten but he sure doesn’t do kitten licks with you.
You combed your hands through his hair to make him look up at you while holding your cock down his throat.
“Goo-w nghhh♡”
slurp
“mo-wn-ing♡”
slurp
“mah-star♡”
You smiled at the attempt and place your hand gently your maids head to encourage him to take you all the way the base,
“Good morning Aeres.”
Aeres throat was used to this daily exercise and tried to clench his throat around your cock without gagging at the length.
Hollowing his cheeks, he tried to rock his face back and forth against your crotch. Trying to get the thick white liquid shooting out of your cock.
Pulling back slightly to suck on you type and circling his tongue on the tip and rubbing it on the whole to taste the salty pre cum
You moaned at the ministration and came down Aeres throat. Pushing his head back to the base again and feeling him suck the white cum coming of your cock.
Aeres finally let go on his death grip of your now soft cock. He crawled onto your lap and waiting for you to sit up on your bed to face him.
You smiled, there were times that Aeres liked to do this before you head off to work. While you pushed yourself off so you could be sitting a position.
Aeres waited with his mouth open showing you the pool of thick white goo, arching his back and placing his hands on your chest leaning towards you. His hips were inpatient and whined while rubbing against your thighs.
He didn’t need to beg further as you dipped two fingers into his mouth and began rubbing against the cum against his tongue.
“A-aaaah♡ nghhh♡♡~”
Aeres moaned against your fingers while you made sure to spread it on top of the roof of his mouth and thrusting your fingers towards the back of this throat. Coming back to his Aeres tongue to rub the cum into his taste buds making sure he remembers what your cum tastes like.
Once you had your fill, you closed his jaw with your stained fingers while wiping the cum mixed drool from his lips,
“Swallow for me.”
Aeres gulped audibly at your command and opened his mouth for you to check that he emptied its contents.
Closing in the distance to entangle his tongue with yours and you could taste yourself slightly on his tongue.
More Niki smut cause his hair does something to me
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He was restless from the moment he crawled into your lap—straddling you, grinding down against the bulge in your sweats like he couldn’t stop himself.
“Baby,” you murmured, gripping his hips to still him. “What’s wrong with you tonight?”
His breath came fast, cheeks flushed. “…Need you.”
“You always need me.” You smirked, leaning in to nip his neck. “Tell me what you really want.”
He whined, burying his face in your shoulder like he was embarrassed, but the roll of his hips gave him away.
You gripped his chin, forcing his gaze back to yours. “Say it.”
“…I want you to fuck me,” he whispered, voice breaking. “Please. I can’t—”
Your smirk softened into something darker, hungrier. “Oh, you’re desperate.”
He bit his lip, eyes glistening. “I am. I—fuck—I need you inside me, now.”
You slid your hand down his back, cupping his ass firmly. “Damn baby, listen to you. So needy.”
“Don’t tease,” he begged, hips shifting again. “I’ll do anything.”
“Anything?” you repeated, tilting your head.
“Yes,” he breathed, nodding quickly. “Anything. Just—please, I need it.”
That broke you. You pushed him onto his back in one swift move, his gasp turning into a needy moan as you pinned his wrists above his head.
“Stay still,” you ordered.
He nodded frantically, legs already spreading for you. “I’ll be good—I’ll be so good.”
You kissed him hard, swallowing his whimpers as you slid your hand between his thighs, fingers brushing where he was already slick with lube he’d clearly prepared himself with.
“You planned this,” you groaned, smirking against his lips. “Little slut.”
“Yes—fuck, yes,” he gasped. “Wanted you all day. Couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
You lined yourself up, teasing his entrance, and his whole body arched.
“Please—don’t tease me—”
You pushed in slowly, watching his face twist with pleasure. He cried out, nails digging into your arm as you filled him inch by inch.
“Fuck—too big—” he panted, clinging to you.
“Take it,” you growled, bottoming out.
He whimpered, legs wrapping around your waist to pull you deeper. “Oh my fuck—yes—just like that—”
You started to thrust, slow at first, then harder when his desperate sounds pushed you over the edge of restraint.
“Faster—please—fuck me harder—”
You slammed into him, each thrust dragging another broken moan from his throat. He clung to you, begging, babbling nonsense between cries of your name.
“Gonna cum—fuck—I’m gonna—”
“Do it,” you commanded, hand slipping between you to stroke him. “Cum for me.”
He came undone instantly, body convulsing, cock spilling over his stomach as you drove him through it—his walls tightening around you until you lost control and filled him, burying yourself deep.
When the aftershocks faded, he was limp beneath you, chest heaving, lips swollen.
“Oh fuck,” he whispered hoarsely. “…I needed that.”
You kissed his forehead, still holding his wrists down. “Yeah, you did. My desperate baby.”
His smile was lazy, wrecked. “…Still need more.”
You chuckled darkly. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not done with you yet.”
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Now I didn’t realize I hadn’t posted in a week, my fault 😬✌🏼
please and thank you. Have a great day, night, or afternoon. See you next ask♡
♡︎ 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙩 ♡︎
characters: sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader
warnings: fluff, veerrryyy light angst, sex with feelings, hints of overstimulation, reader is nb so the dick part can be interpreted as a dildo
notes: finally clearing out my inbox. i’m sorry it took so long, i feel ashamed😔 anyways, come get y’all christmas gift❗️
the nation of liyue was loud and buzzing with excitement from an oncoming festival. the guardian yaksha didn’t know what it was but it surely must be a good thing if even his lord, rex lapis, seems happy preparing for this festival as well. sadly, the one person he wanted to spend this unknown festival with was not here. possibly in a far away nation, fighting stronger and stronger opponents to hone their skills.
xiao heaved a sigh before teleporting away from the harbor and into the warm nest/room, filled with the softest blankets and pillows alongside the memories of you two. flopping down onto the soft nest, he dragged the nearest pillow with your shirt on, burying his face into it, hoping that your scent hasn’t completely disappeared. he heaved another sigh when he could no longer smell your comforting, soothing scent. great. this day just kept becoming more and more lonely for the poor adepti.
too caught up in his own sulking, xiao didn’t notice your silent steps walking into you two’s shared nest, nearly summoning his jade spear when you wrapped your arms around him. his tensed muscles relaxed as soon as he realized it was you, his beloved. quickly turning around in your arms to cling to you, the adepti started scolding you about how long you took, how you didn’t call his name once, how worried he was etc etc.
chuckling sheepishly, you leaned down to give him a gentle peck on his forehead, effectively silencing his angered scolding and causing him to pout up at you with the cutest pink blooming on his face.
“aren’t you going to kiss me?” huffing angrily up at you, your sweet boyfriend looked more like a sweet kitten. however you kept him alone and sulking for a long time during your travels. bending down once more to properly kiss him, you can just feel the adepti easily becoming a putty in your arms.
“please…?” tugging on your shirt with the most cutest pout, pink dyed cheeks and glistening golden eyes, how could you ever say no to him.
gently laying him down onto the soft blankets and helping each other take off the clothes covering you both, softly kissing his lips, distracting his mind from the sudden stretch of his hole being filled to the brim with your cock. this was all a very familiar pattern, a welcome back gift, a sought after desire.
whining helplessly when you fully bottomed out inside him, your lovely adepti’s eyes started to swell with tears. soothing him by peppering his face with kisses until he started to grind back against you, moving in and out of his hole swiftly.
“mffgh! nnggh.. [name]~ [n-name]..” moaning your name out loudly over and over like a mantra, xiao’s legs started trembling, his hips twitching. clinging to you tightly as if wanting to merge your bodies and souls together, the yaksha came with a sudden loud wail when your hand stroked his cock.
trying his best to catch his breath, xiao looked up at you with nothing but pure adoration in his hazy, teary eyes. staring up at you with reverence in his mind like you were the one to hang the stars in the night sky. he smiled softly, knowing here in your arms is where he belongs, pulling you down to meet your lips once again.
