CW; blow job, use of ‘pussy’ & ‘dick / cock’, calls you a brat & a good girl, slight dacryphilia, manhandling at the end
a soft whine sounds at the back of your throat as you struggle to keep him in your mouth without gagging, tears pricking your eyes, threatening to fall at any moment.
he’s just so, so, big. it’s a miracle you could even open this wide without your teeth scraping his dick.
you groan into him as jing yuan’s calloused hands dig into your hair, tugging on the roots, the pads of his fingers pressing onto your scalp. there’s a slight burn as he pulls you away, and you’re immediately gasping for air, hands reaching to paw at his thighs for stability.
“you had so much to say just a few minutes ago,” he leans down and stares at you with burning intensity, a smirk evident on his lips, “I’m listening.”
“you don’t own me.” you spat out breathlessly, knowing full well that it’s going to rile him up.
jing yuan chuckles, the sound coming deep from his chest, and that was all he needed to do to get your pussy clenching and head giddy with lust.
“oh but I do, and you know that.”
before you could say anything else, he’s pushing your head down to him once again, slamming himself all the way into your mouth towards the back of your throat. the feel of his cock fucking your mouth has you rolling your eyes to the back of your head.
“fuck— you’re taking me so well,” he groans when your tongue presses up against the underside of his dick, soft muscle dragging along the veins, “I should use your mouth like this more often, get you to stop talking back at me like the fucking brat you are.”
your eyes flutter open at his words, only to be greeted by the sight of his head lolling backwards from pleasure. it was enough to make you moan around his dick in satisfaction, knowing you’re the one that’s making him feel this way.
you gag slightly as he pushes your head further down, the feeling of your throat constricting has his muscles tending from how good it feels, too good, too heavenly to hold back any longer.
his dick twitches in your mouth as his hips thrusts up and matches the rhythm of his hand pushing your head. tears finally fall from your eyes, leaving wet streaks on your cheeks, and jing yuan laughs at the sight, face slightly flushed as he cums in your mouth. hot liquid fills the back of your throat as you try to breathe through your nose, trying your best to swallow, knowing that if you didn’t, he isn’t going to let you come for the next few days.
jing yuan pulls away, hand massaging your scalp while his fingers tap your lips lightly, “show me.” your mouth opens and your tongue peeks out, eliciting another groan from your boyfriend.
“good girl.” he stands, hauling you up into his arms in the process, “now, time for your reward.”
⭒ A/N — yay! celebrating my tumblr return with a short brat taming scenario ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა
ABOUT ME .ᐟ — LAN! 20! chinese! hinata shoyo lover! dark romance reader! enfp! env sci student! tougen anki enthusiast! I want a motorcycle! I have 3 cats!
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poly jingren x reader has been on my mind 4 so longgg.. ITS SO BADD. please give me more thirsts or thoughts abt poly!jingren x reader i’m lovin them rn | hint of fluff, mostly nsfw
short lil thirst ! jing yuan + blade x fem!reader (use of she/her pronouns), big dick jing yuan + blade foreal, reader implied 2 be shorter in height, degrading terms (whore, slut, etc), mentions of squirting, mating press + full nelson, SIZE KINK!! SIZE KINK!!, blade’s a lil mean but it’s ok bc it’s blade!, cum cum lots of cum (sounds funny but it’s okay </3) | overall suggestive content minors do not interact
poly!jingren who would have different tolerance of your brattiness. jing yuan having the highest patience for u n blade having the least! you always run to jing yuan whenever blade talks abt punishing u n he thinks it’s soso cute :(( he’s always protecting you, nuzzling against his chest with your arms wrapped around his huge body, ur so cute! a darling you are..
jing yuan always tried dodging the idea of you wearing short skirts in public, why? you would make his dick hard, easy. but, you decided it was a good idea to wear the shortest skirt known 2 mankind one day, paying him a visit at his office. imagine this, jing yuan would be at his office doing work at his desk n all of the sudden you walk in looking all slutty, a short skirt that just barely covers your plushy thighs and ass, he would brush it off at first up until you purposely drop the pen on his desk bending down to pick it up. once you stood up, you would already be bent over his desk. that’s what you wanted, after all. “are you trying to tempt me, dove? because it sure is working.” jing yuan has zero patience whenever you’re acting like a whore in public, he would plant kisses all over your back and pound into you like there’s no tomorrow, his big dick stretching you out :(( choked moans would leave your throat, rambling on about how rough he was being with you, and that people might hear you and walk in, but he didn’t care, infact that was the last of his worries. he savoured the feeling of your tight walls pulsing around his cock, cumming inside and cumming on your panties too! i hope u’ll enjoy the stickiness between your thighs <3 (he’ll snitch to blade too abt it, what a bitch)
poly!jingren would be protective over you, even though they’re a pain to be with sometimes due to their constant arguments and disagreements, dating them does have its benefits. they would stand on either side of you, one on your left and one on your right. geez, you look so cute compared to them, it’s like you were walking around with two dogs on your leash, reading to pounce at anyone who dares speak ill of you or touches you. speaking of size.. i feel like they’d both have a size kink, you’re just so short compared to them they can’t help but fantasize about bending you over and fucking you in different positions, i feel like they both each have their favourites on that.
jing yuan loves putting you in a mating press, he likes it becuz it makes him cum quicker! not even a few thrusts and he’s already cumming inside, loving how you squirt all over his cock. he would press your knees against your chest, folding you in half almost. he would gently draw circles on your knee while the tip of his dick kisses your cervix, he’s so sweet to you though.. whispering praises in your ear. he would catch you off guard sometimes due to how sweet he was with you, not noticing how much he came, staring down at the mess he made in your cunt w cum seeping out </3
blade would absolutely love folding you in a full nelson, bro has sm strength it scares you sometimes. he would hook his arms under your knees, thrusting his hips into you. “sucha’ whore for my cock, aren’t you? you like it when i fuck you hard like this, don’t you?” mmm also also maybe if he’s feeling it, i bet bro would let jing yuan would join too, but he wouldn’t impale you with his dick like blade is, no.. he would rub his cock against your slit, placing kisses on your legs. honestly, jing yuan is your saviour atp. cuz everytime blade folds you in a full nelson, he’s always concerned that he’ll break you, so he tries telling him to ease it up a bit with you <3
poly!jingren would have god like stamina and strength, great speed n strength comes w great consequences! whether it is in a non sexual way or not, i feel like their stamina n strength would be useful in your relationship, its a lil cute since ur kinda shorter in height n they would always tower over u n help i get things from the high shelf or cabinet, it’s so cute! <33 but yet.. it’s a lil scary in bed cuz they can last so long w u and fuck you until you forget your own name, but it’ll be fine!! you can handle them!
poly!jingren both probably didn’t realize they had a size kink until they got intimate with you, it was probably the last of their worries up until one night. blade would probably notice a cute little bump on your stomach, noticing just how small you rlly are compared to them, jing yuan would too! honestly they both just love how their huge cocks slide in and out of your pussy, the bulge on your stomach going down, up, down up, over and over again! you’re just so.. cute they can’t help but stretch your little pussy out a bit.
“cmon sweetheart, you got this. you’re so cute, mhm.. you can handle more right?“
“sure she can, she’s strong girl. if shes— mmp.. squeezing around us like that, i’m sure she can handle more.”
“mm.. mhm. i can see that.” jing yuan leaned down, bringing his voice down to a whisper, “do you like it when we stretch you out with our cocks like this, baby?”
“fuck yeah she does, look at her. she’s creaming on our cocks already. s’ messy.”
poly!jingren who would both try their best to be gentle to you, sometimes it backfires but you don’t seem to mind! what’s very true about them is they both don’t want to hurt you in anyway, sure they fuck you hard enough and punish you but their intentions r never to hurt u, they would always ask you if you’re okay, even if they see the slightest hint of discomfort or pain in your face. especially jing yuan, he’s rlly rlly sweet n same goes to blade but he shows it in his own way. u know that blade doesn’t mean half of the things he says (he knows ur a slut for their cock tho but that’s besides the point) n sometimes he can get carried away but he would apologize with a simple “sorry.” and ask you if he was too rough on you, both r sweethearts yk
content: fem!reader. public sεx in the back booth of a cafe. dirty thoughts, teasing, fingering, a little overstimulation, shoyo is a liiittle mean but he's just so eager to have you!! mentioned pussy eating at the end.
— . ｡˚ ♡ you just can't wait to have shoyo's fingers in you. and neither can he.
one of the first things you notice about hinata when you meet up with him after his years away in brazil, is that his hands are big.
he'd already been growing taller and filling out when he left — but that was nearly three years ago, and seeing him for the first time after so long felt like a dream — because despite looking the same, he also looked just that different. it wasn't just his hands, really — he was big.
his neck was thicker, the expanse between his shoulder and neck offering much more space for your arms than it used to, as you wrapped them around his neck in a hug. his arms, his chest, his stomach, as they press against yours in the embrace, they feel bigger, more muscular than you remembered.
but what you notice the most, what would be a subtle change compared to everything else — is that his hands are so big. maybe because you hadn't seen his hands properly in any of the pictures he'd sent you, but it was the most surprising change about him.
his fingers that just used to be long and lithe, are now thicker — knuckles tough and edges calloused, the backs of them rosy and tanned and the palms hard and smooth, pink at the rounder points.
and as he holds your hands in his, gives you a smile that pours love and longing and happiness and tender adoration into you as he tells you, “hi, baby. i missed you.” — all you can think about is that you want your pussy stuffed with those fingers of his.
and eventually — because he is after all, your beloved shoyo that would do anything for you — you tell him.
hand in hand, walking the distance from your place to the café you used to frequent together, you tell him that his hands are so nice.
his fingers are so thick (“look! see how big they are compared to mine?”) and then while you're talking to each other over cups of coffee, you finally tell him — albeit slyly and mostly as a tease, you admit that you want his fingers in your cunt.
what you don't expect is for him to immediately oblige.
you're sitting together at the very last booth of the small, cozy little cafe, away from all the windows and concealed from clear view — and you'd thought it'd be cute to fluster him with a dirty little comment, and get him hooked for when you both get home.
but when you tell him, “they'd feel so nice curling deep into my pussy, don't you think?” hinata stares at you for only a few seconds — before he has you pressed against the back of the booth, one legged hooked over his knees and the other dangling over the edge of the seat as he forces your legs open.
“mhm,” he giggles at your wide eyed, stunned expression, wrapping a muscled arm around you and adjusting your position so effortlessly, as his other hand slides past the waistband of your skirt to palm at your clothed cunt. “let's see how it feels, then. oh — pretty pussy's wet already, huh? missed me much?”
you're too dazed by the contact and the delicious feel of his touch on your clit to form words and tell him yes, yes yes you missed him so fucking much, more than he knows — but you think you missed him more than even you know.
his eyes are brighter than you remember as well, you see as you blink up to meet his gaze—
his body language, his confidence, it's so different compared to how he was before.
you'd only gotten together in your third year of highschool, and really you'd only fucked once before he left for brazil — but you'd loved him long enough to know.
this isn't the same hinata that you kissed good-bye at that train station years ago.
correction: he is the same — but he's also more.
you stare, stars in your eyes — and he gives you a handsome, rogueish grin as he slips two digits under your panties and into the slick mess of your hole, like he knows every single thing he's doing to you right now.
to your body, to your mind, to your soul.
it's overwhelming enough, to have the love of your life return home to you after more than two years of being so, so far away from you.
overwhelming enough to see that he has changed so very much, to see that suddenly the sunny, sweet boy you'd fallen in love with has become a fire, a hot searing flame that's ready to sweep you off your feet and singe you, burn you with his kisses and his touch.
but right now, you can't even think clearly about it all — because fuck, fuck, fuck, he's sliding his fingers into you, and it feels even better than you thought it would.
“sh—shoyo,” you whimper, cheek pressed to his chest as he shields your body with his, just in case. “wait, wait — didn't mean right now, i—”
“hush,” he hums into your ear, thumb gliding up to find your clit, and when he presses into the sensitive bud, you can only obey and hush — pressing your lips shut tight to prevent the gasp of pleasure that builds in your throat from getting away.
the café had been pretty quiet and peaceful when you'd both walked inside, and even as you ordered from the counter and brought your trays to the back booth — but suddenly, you're so afraid that people might come and see. afraid that a waiter might come over and see.
“sho—” you try, but he shushes you again, and you feel so hot, it's all so sudden you can't think.
“couldn't wait, sunshine, 'm sorry.” he mumbles into your hair, pulling you even closer, and you feel a little cramped as he tugs your legs even further apart, fingers sliding knuckle-deep into you. “was thinking things the whole time, you're so gorgeous now, can't wait when you're so hot.”
“i—” you whimper again, grabbing his shirt and curling it in your fist. “me too, shoyo, me too.” there's an impatience in the both of you that was hardly satiable when kept apart from eachother, but now, with the two of you like this, there's no way to keep it at bay.
the stretch of his fingers in your cunt is impossible. so much compared to your own fingers, so hot and hungry compared to the toys you use (ones he'd bought and sent home to you during his time in brazil).
he fucks his digits into you like he's been dying to do this to you, like he's desperate to hear those pretty sounds you make in his ear again, like he's been thirsting to make you cum like this forever.
you're going to hit your orgasm so quick, you can already feel it.
you're going to cum slumped in the back booth of this little café, that you'd visited so long ago on your first date with hinata. this little café where you'd first kissed him. this little café where you'd had a valentine's day brunch with him, just two months before he left.
“shoyo,” you can't help the moan that slips out, pussy only clenching around harder his digits when you see the way his eyes cloud with lust upon hearing your voice. “shoyo, shoyo — gonna cum.”
you hope nobody hears you — and you hope that if they did, they'll stay the fuck away and mind their own business, and let hinata take care of you.
you need it. he's so warm, so hot, and he's fucking you so good with just his fingers — thumb rolling your clit just fucking right while he curls his fingers into your velvet walls, giggling under his breath when your pussy squelches messily each time.
“that's right, baby,” he coos, kissing your hair. “cum for me. nice and hard, mkay? else we might hafta try again.”
his voice cracks so well at just the right moment as he says it — and you don't know if it's the zap of need that courses through you at the sound of his voice breaking, or if it's just the bliss he's giving you with his fingers that makes you cum instantly, but you do.
your pussy wraps around his fingers so tight — your own hand flying up to clamp over your mouth and muffle your cry, as your body finally unfreezes and you crash into your high.
knees knocking together and squeezing hinata's arm between your legs, you fall lax against the leather seating of the booth — cushioned by his body because he still has his other arm secured around you — and you cum. “fuck, shoyo.”
“that's good,” hinata encourages, his whisper hot in the shell of your ear. “fuck, so messy. so messy, baby, how do we clean you up?”
you can't help it — and he's making it worse, curling his fingers in, knuckles digging into your walls as he tries to go even deeper, never relieving the pressure he's out on your clit, god— “shoyo, fuck, fuck.” you’re afraid you might shatter into a million pieces right there on the damn seat. you haven’t had someone else touch you in a long time, and getting an orgasm ripped from you like this is almost too much. “sho—shoyo, please.”
“please, what?” he giggles, still unrelenting, like he’s missed having you like this, like he really can’t be a good boy and wait until you get back home before he eats you up and makes you his girl all over again, for the first time in years.
“not here,” you say breathlessly, gulping down the cry of pleasure that springs up your throat when he lets go of your clit for a moment, only to flick his thumb at the ravenous bud again. “not here, please. i can’t—”
“can’t what?” he asks, almost impatient. he bites at your ear, and you feel so fucking hot, so dizzy with pleasure, but you can’t. not in the back booth of a god damn café, where you could just be caught with MSbY’s newest outside hitter fitting his fingers into your starving little cunt.
you grab his wrist and tug, giving him the most serious look you can with all the stars in your eyes. “can’t be like this, shoyo. not here. please? wanna go home. want you in me. at home.”
his lips pull downwards into a disappointed pout, but he only presses his body closer to you, hot and heavy, his weight so new on you. “you promise t’ let me fuck you like this in your bed then?”
the fact that he can make you blush harder with a few words even as he’s got your pussy full of his fingers is astounding, really. but you feel your face heat up as you nod, telling him you promise. you need it more than him. you need him so, so fucking bad.
with a delighted laugh, shoyo pulls away, almost too quickly and you’re forced to stifle the needy whine you want to let out because you know he’ll be on you again in no time if you act like that. he pops his fingers into his mouth, sucking on your slick, eyes dulling with lust as he gets a taste of you. “let’s go, then. we can have this date later.”
“wh—what about our food?” you can’t even ask before he’s getting up and pulling you to your feet. he gives you a quick kiss, and your eyes widen when you taste yourself on him. god, it’s almost embarrassing.
“i’ll pay for it now, we’ll tell them we’re coming back in a bit.” he grins at you, taking you by the waist and pulling you up against him. “i can think of something else i’d like to eat right now.”
by the glint in his eyes and the lingering taste in your mouth, you know exactly what he means the instant he says it. and you can’t help but blush again. god, he’s such a fucking charmer. “mm, alright. let’s go then.”
getting mad at them and using their credit cards to release your anger on them by spending money and buying yourself clothes and somehow they knew beforehand that you would so they pumped more money into that account just for you to spend
will also tell you to buy some pretty lingerie so that you can have angry sex with him later that night
???? this is clearly childe, blade, jingyuan, honestly … maybe even geppard, sampo, MORAX, alhaitham, sukuna, SUNA RINTARO, oikawa, geto, and whoever you can think of
if he was mine i would never be sad again ever in my entire life. my existence will finally have meaning. i will find love and peace and contentment. i WILL have him. when he comes out i'm going to make him mine no matter what. i will sell my SOUL for him.
warnings: 18+, minors dni; repost from my old blog lol, aged up!hinata (in his 30s), afab!reader, nickname “princess”, unprotected sex, sir kink :p
you, a newly hired assistant for the big company that hinata shoyo is the ceo for. everyone loved the boss, he was nice, charming, good with employees. all the women were so fond of him, but he was never one to go around with them. it was always his light feather touches on the small of their backs, the brush of his fingers when handing over a stack of paperwork, the sparkling eyes and smile he gave whenever a girl from HR came up to have him sign something. no wonder all of the women were ready to get on their knees, mouths wide open for him.
you were the new meat in the office, everyone handed their busy work to you when they didn't want to do it. they weren't so much slacking off, just seeing the opportunity to make you do their work. it's kept you after hours on a friday night, everyone having already went home to start their weekends. well, almost everyone, shoyo leaning up against the corner of the desk across from yours, unnoticed by you.
"you work too hard, you know." funnily enough, he’s always watched you. you were just an assistant, so it threw out the possibility of the ceo ever having eyes on you.
"i-i'm almost done, sir!"
the title coming from your mouth, squeaking and light, made his cock twitch in his slacks. everyone called him that, yet you had that effect on him. and now, all he can think about is pushing you up against your desk and fucking you so you forget about your work.
and he does just that.
it doesn’t take much to get you in this position, tits pressed up against the paperwork you have to turn in to him on monday morning, your legs spread slightly with your pencil skirt pushed up and over your ass, giving him full access to your cunt. he marvels at the sight, the thin layer of cream coating his cock as he pistons in and out of you, his balls slapping up against your clit with each thrust.
it’s a pretty view, your head turned to the side drooling all over your desk. he groans as he feels your walls flutter around him, milking his cock as he spills into you. his hips stutter for a second, not before picking up the pace once more, showing no signs of stopping.
“so- shit- so fucking pretty for me, princess. i’ve had my eyes on you since your first day, and now you’re all mine.”
Somehow, wanting to do something nice for your boyfriend ended up in the two of you tangled up in bed, as he tenderly grasped your chin and pressed his lips against yours sloppily.
“You drive me crazy.” He murmurs against your slightly swollen lips, his eyes trailing down to look at the pretty, baby pink lingerie you had just barely managed to try on, before he came in and ruined the surprise for himself.
That was about 10 minutes ago, and to say he was obsessed was.. a bit of an understatement.
“You look so damn cute like this.. all for me, hm?” his strong arms lock themselves around your waist as his lips trail down to your neck, nipping and gently peppering your skin with kisses. “Yeah.. all mine.. my pretty little angel..” he rasps quietly.
TBC — DRABBLE BRAINROT UGH
alhaitham, miguel o’hara, diluc ragnvindr, etc. whoever you want idk
cw; YOU CALL HIM DADDY & some light choking and teasing and begging 😋 also not proofread because i don’t feel like it :)
“daddy please…”
he has you panting softly against the bookshelf as he leans down closer to you, he’s been teasing you relentlessly for the past hour and it’s getting on your nerves a little
his lips are inches apart from yours as one you feel one of his legs slide between yours while both of his arms are at the side of your head, trapping and leaving you no room for escape
one eyebrow lifts as he looks down at you, shock and amusement written clearly on his face, “what did you call me?”
you stand a little taller, knowing you have him right where you want him, the ‘innocent’ smile on your face elicits a laugh from him, and he knows he’s in for something fun
“I didn’t call you anything.”
“say it again.”
and it’s your turn to laugh, you’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time now and it’s finally here, “beg for it.” the man infront of you lets out a raspy groan as his head falls onto your shoulder, chuckling at your boldness and how he willingly fell into your trap
your body trembles slightly as his voice dips a little lower, as his hands begin roaming up your arms and waist, playing with the curves to cause a distraction for the both of you
“want you to call me daddy, sweetheart. no— I need you to call me daddy.” the hotness of his mouth near your ear begging to be called daddy, sends waves of shock downwards and you whine a little at his voice, “go ahead, call me daddy.”
“do it.”
somehow, in just an instant, he has control of the situation again, and you’re the one weak in the knees and begging with your eyes again, completely giving in to whatever he wants to do to you
“daddy.”
his hands wrap around your neck lightly as he kisses you, pushing his tongue into your mouth, “that’s it, sweetheart, just like that.”
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