♡ first of all I appreciate the love on my first post so very much and I cannot wait to write more
♡ here I'm gonna put up what and who I write for and what I will/will not write. ATM ☆updated 12/25/21☆ I will be taking the first 10 requests that meet my guidelines
♡WHO I WRITE FOR~ + what's coming soon•♡
~MHA/BNHA
~Red Dead Redemption (mostly the 2nd one)
•One Punch (once I finish the series
•Haikyuu!! (again I haven't come close to finishing hehe)
~Free!
♡WHAT I WILL WRITE♡
♡of age or aged up characters ONLY (I will not age up characters like Eri, I will only age them up by a few years or so)
Warnings: FTM Trans!Reader, Adult Armin, Top Armin, Bottom Reader, Messy Makeout, Leg Humping, Hickies, Breeding Kink, Mentions of Cervix Bullying, Copious Amounts of Precum, Like Mans is Leaky, Needy Armin, Standard Just The Tip Desperation, So So Much Praise, Petnames(Baby), Hand Holding During Sex, Armin Keeps Apologizing While Absolutely Rearranging Intestines, Armin is Literally a Freak in the Sheets Who Knew
Note: Terminology For Genitalia Used: Folds, Cunt, Clit, Entrance, Cervix is Mentioned
Armin is 21+
Word Count: 2.8K
When you and Armin finally stopped skirting around your feelings for each other, you both decided it would be best to take things as slowly as possible. Armin was such a soft and innocent person when it came to any form of intimacy, and you didn’t mind waiting a bit, never wanting to make the first move for fear of him feeling rushed. Plus, not rushing into anything meant being able to take it all in and feel like a slightly normal couple even as the threat of titans loomed above your heads every day.
The first time he hugged you, you don’t even think he'd realized he’d done it. It was after a successful expedition, and two weeks after the both of you made it official. Adrenaline and excitement were so strong in the air that his arms wrapped around you without a second thought. Only after he pulled back did the realization hit him. You watched his eyes widen, his entire face burning red, and all you could do was smile. You gave him a pat on the back, your touch lingering slightly as if to say, ‘It’s okay, I want you to touch me’, and continued with the excited chattering of the rest of your squad.
Despite that, though, the milestone for holding hands came slowly, one random afternoon in the mess hall a month later. You think back on it often—the way Armin’s face flushed a deep red as his hand slowly inched toward yours on the table, fingers interlacing together despite the prying eyes and giggles of the rest of the squad. It was the first time he touched you with intent, and his fingers felt so perfect between yours. You wanted to know if they felt as perfect inside of you.
Your first kiss with him came a few weeks later, with the admission that it was his first kiss entirely. You remember how his voice shook when he pulled you toward a more secluded part of the library and asked if he could. The kiss itself was chaste, full of vulnerability, but even then, you were enamored by how soft his lips were and how his breath smelt like strawberries as it puffed briefly against your face. You wanted to know if his spit tasted like strawberries too.
The inappropriate thoughts should’ve made you feel bad; if it weren’t for the fact that any time there was physical contact between the both of you, Armin would have to adjust himself in his pants. He always tried to do it discretely, pretending to scratch his leg or turning around and pretending to be doing something so you wouldn’t see him, but you knew what he was doing. You were happy your presence and touch were affecting him just as much as his was affecting you, and you wondered just how long it would take before that bubble of tension popped.
It wasn’t out of the ordinary for both you and Armin to read together. You both had a huge interest in books and would spend hours silently enjoying each other's company while being taken outside the walls in the safety of words on a page. Usually, this was done in the library or the common area of the headquarters. But, Armin had asked if the both of you could read within the comfort of your quarters on that day.
You both sat on the floor, side by side, so close that if you moved even an inch, your thighs would meet, with your backs pressed against the edge of your bed. In normal circumstances, privacy while reading would be nice. Even if the library was supposed to be a quiet place, it could become rowdy at times, and the common room always had a buzz of people in and out of it. But these weren’t normal circumstances. You knew Armin was the type to silently scheme and plan miles ahead. It was the whole reason that Erwin had unofficially taken him under his wing. Him asking you to be somewhere private with him when all other times the public areas of the base had been fine, meant he probably had something other than reading in mind for the both of you to do together. There was no other reason for the sudden change, right?
That was the only thought going through your head as you tried desperately to focus on the book in your hands. You could feel the heat radiating off of Armin’s body beside you, allowing yourself to glance at him. You didn’t expect him to already be looking at you. His face was flushed, and his lips were glossy as if he had just freshly wettened them with his tongue.
“I think… I mean— if you would like to. I would, uh, like to try kissing… more.” His voice was so sweet and soft, eyes shifting down toward your lips before slowly raking back up.
“I’d like that, yeah.” You tried to keep your voice calm, though every piece of you was vibrating with excitement. You carefully set your book beside you, standing and holding a hand out to him. He looked at you confused, but took it anyway and stood himself. “Wanna sit on the bed.” You clarified, intertwining your fingers with his as you hopped up on the plush mattress. He took a seat beside you, his lip pulled between his teeth. It was obvious he was nervous. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” you reassured. “Just kissing, yeah?”
“Yeah.” He gave a nod and leaned forward. Your lips brushed for a second, electricity flowing through the both of you at the brief contact, just as it always did when you shared chaste kisses. However, this was different, Armin giving your hand a soft squeeze as your lips finally slotted together. Your free hand moved to clasp the back of Armin’s head, a silent reassurance, heat beginning to bloom in your stomach from the sheer sweetness that the kiss held. Armin’s tongue swiped the bottom of your lip, and you accepted him greedily. You were pleased to know that his spit did taste like strawberries; it mingled with yours as your tongues lazily explored each other. The kiss only broke when the both of you needed air, taking a small moment before resuming with more heat.
You felt a hand softly grip at your hip, as if you might crumble into pieces if the grip were any harder than the brush of a feather. Your fingers tangled into golden locks, your fingertips grazing his scalp, which earned you a soft groan that you gladly drank up. The tongue in your mouth doubled its efforts, exploring further, becoming more insistent and less hesitant. If you didn’t know any better, you would have thought Armin had done this before, with the confidence you could feel growing in him. Your body was reacting to the contact as it always had, thighs pressing together to help ease the throbbing sensation you began to feel between them. The rumbling of a soft moan left your throat, the hand on your hip squeezing just the smallest amount at the sound. You could feel the bed bouncing softly, could feel Armin’s legs flexing against yours. He pulled back from the kiss, his lips red and swollen, eyes half-mast. You looked down and realized where the movement was coming from, his hips were bucking slightly into the air, no doubt attempting to grind himself against the fabric of his own pants.
“I’m… Can I… Ne-need to rub against something. I’m sorry, it’s just so much and I—”
Without replying, you flung the leg closest to him up, letting it rest against Armin’s crotch and dangle between his legs. He let out a small gasp, his free hand immediately moving to rest on your thigh as if he were holding you in place. His hips never stopped their tiny movements, and you could feel just how hard he was under your lower thigh. You tugged him into another kiss, missing the friction your thighs being pressed together gave you but loving the feeling of him rutting up against you more. You took in every little sound he made, breathing in the air from his lungs like it was yours for the taking.
There was spit dripping down your chin from just how messy the kiss had gotten, Armin becoming primal in the way he gripped the meat of your thigh. You pressed your leg down slightly, the expected and sudden pressure causing his rhythm to falter for a moment before picking back up, a breathy sound escaping his lips. His teeth clashed with your bottom lip, tugging against it hard and letting go with a soft pop. Instead of pressing his lips against yours again, he only kissed the corner of your mouth, and then down further and further, smearing saliva until he reached your neck. His tongue lapped behind your ear, hand beginning to explore your inner thigh.
“Hhaa…” His teeth scraped against your skin, mouth latching onto that section for a moment before moving to another. Your hand squeezed his, still interlaced and resting against the bed behind the both of you. His hips stilled.
“Fu-fuck… Can I just— I need to take it out. It hurts so much, my pants are too tight. Please…” His breath against your wet neck gave you goosebumps, voice muffled as he continued to mark you with hickies you weren’t even sure he knew he was making. You had never heard Armin swear before; the sound of it was making you dizzy.
“Ye-yeah. Tha— Nngg.. That’s fine.” Your voice was breathless, unable to hold back moans as he continued to ravish your throat. He pushed your leg to the side a bit, and you watched as he fumbled with the zip of his pants. After managing to undo them, he reached inside, tugging his briefs down as his cock sprang free, hooking them under his balls. You took the sight in, his cock visibly throbbing, the head of it a bright red, almost purple from the amount of blood being pumped through. Pearlescent beads of precum were puddling up and falling down his thick shaft, and you were sure the inside of his briefs were soaked in it. Wirey, trimmed blonde hair peaked from the base, leading up in a trail and disappearing underneath his shirt.
“Lo-look at what you’re doing t’me. You always—” He tugged your thigh back against his cock, and you could feel him shiver at the roughness of your jeans as he bucked into it. “Hhaaa— Always get me s-so worked up. Can’t— M-mm… Can’t help it…” He licked back up your neck, planting another kiss against your lips. Your tongue automatically moved with his, his hand settling on your inner thigh again. You could feel his touch grow bolder, moving closer and closer to where you needed him most. His fingers grazed against your crotch, causing your hips to buck into the feeling. You were so hard and wet, clit jumping at the sensation. He could surely feel the bud against your pants and began to target it, pressing his index finger in circles around it.
“A-Armin— Mnng..” You broke the kiss, head leaning back as your eyes closed. You felt his hips speed slightly at the sound of his name, precum soaking into the leg of your jeans.
“O-off. Want them off. ‘M sorry… Please. Jus’ wanna see you.” Armin mumbled, slurred with lust. He moved his hand up, tugging at the bottom of your shirt. “Th-this too. Please, baby…”
You let go of his hand to tug your shirt off, letting Armin work on unbuttoning your pants. Your leg moved from Armin’s lap, and your hips lifted off of the bed to allow him to tug them down completely, along with your briefs. Without pause, Armin did the same, completely stripping himself of clothing. You felt a hand against your chest, pushing you to lay back against the bed. He nestled in between your thighs as if he was always meant to be there, taking in the sight of you. You watched his cock bounce, precum dripping onto the mattress.
“You’re so beautiful. I— Wanna just… Can I…” He couldn’t even finish his thought, bracing one hand beside your head, lacing his fingers with yours with the other hand, and holding that one above your head. His cock fit perfectly in between your folds, his hips slowly grinding against you. With each movement, the tip of his cock hit your swollen clit, causing your back to arch. “M’sorry— Fuck— You’re so wet, I— Hah… S-so fucking warm… m’sorry…”
“Armi—” A moan caught in your throat, Armin’s cock catching against your entrance. You could feel yourself clenching around nothing, arm clutching against his back like a lifeline. Your nails dug in slightly, leaving crescent-shaped imprints.
“Just— Just gonna p-put the tip in, okay? M’so sorry… Feels too good… Just the tip, ‘promise.” You gave a nod. It was really all you were capable of doing—the friction from him grinding against you, leaving your mouth too occupied with moans to say anything. You felt the bluntness of the head of his cock prodding against you, pleasure flowing through your veins as it pushed in. “Mmm.. Sh-shit. You’re even— Hahhh… Wa-warmer inside…”
The whine that you let out would’ve been embarrassing if it didn’t feel so good to have Armin inside of you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, and his hips began to move in tiny thrusts.
“Fuck… N-nng… It’s like you’re sucking me in. So tight against me. M’sorry— I— M’so sorry— Feels so… Ahh…” His hips began to pick up speed, his head leaning down to kiss and suck against your already bruised neck. Each thrust began to feel deeper, more and more pushing inside of you. His pubic bone was rubbing against your swollen clit on each thrust. “M’sorry, m’sorry, m’sorry- Shit— Baby, you— Mmm… Fu-fuck I can’t…” His cock bottomed out in you, pelvis pressed against yours for only a moment before he began to slam into you.
“‘Min— Too much! Yo-you’re so big! Fu-fuck ‘Min— So full!” You managed to get out in between moans. You felt lightheaded, Armin’s cock pressing against you in all the right places. The head of his cock felt like it was bullying your cervix each time he pushed inside fully; the rhythm of his hips unruly and unforgiving. You could already feel your orgasm growing close, your stomach growing tighter and tighter.
“Ca-can’t stop— M’so sorry— Feels so good. Ba-baby, your cunt feels so good. N-nnmm… M’sorry, you take me so well. Su-such a good boy, taking me so deep—” You could barely even register his hand clutching yours, his praise ringing in your ears. Your legs tightened around his waist, the heels of your feet digging into his tailbone. “Wanna… Fuck ahh— Gonna cum… Baby, please— Mmm… Can’t stop— M’gonna cum inside… Wanna fill you up. You’re milking my cock, baby— Hahh… Squeezing me so— fuck— m’sorry— m’gonna breed you, baby— Fuck, m’sorry, m’sorry—”
The way Armin was talking to you, you just couldn’t take it anymore. White flashed behind your eyes, your cunt pulsing around his cock as you came. Your nails scratched down his back, leaving red marks behind.
Armin let out a guttural moan, his hips stuttering at the rhythmic clenching. You could feel his warm cum spurting inside of you, filling you up. His hips continued to rock, making sure every last drop was inside before his arm gave out and he collapsed on top of you. You both lay like that, panting as the high slowly came down, his spent cock beginning to soften inside of you. When he finally did move, his face had that familiar flush you loved.
“O-oh my god. I’m so sorry, I— I don’t know what came over me.” He scrambled to get off of you, causing you to whine softly at the empty feeling of your cunt. You could already feel cum dribbling out of you, sliding down your ass and onto the covers. “That was— I didn’t mean to— I’m sorry.” He was rushing to pick up his clothes from the floor, unable to look at you.
“Armin. Armin, baby, look at me,” you said as you sat up. Every part of you was throbbing. He was tugging up his pants when his eyes snapped up to you. They hovered on your neck before moving to your face, his cheeks growing impossibly redder. You could tell he was trying desperately hard not to look at your body. “I liked it. Loved it even. Did it make you feel good?” His brows furrowed in thought, tucking himself into his jeans blindly.
“Ye-yeah, I did feel good. I, um… I am sorry, though…”
You smiled, willing your body to move to the edge of the bed even though it felt like jello. You took his hand in yours, squeezing it.
ftm reader getting fucked by two monsters shoving their knots deep in his little cunt whiile hes tied up and just takes it
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Gender: FTM reader
Kinks/Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con(?), knotting, DP (double penetration), Dacryphilia, Teratophilia, Words like cunt, pussy, clit, etc used for reader. Hinted at werewolf monsters but I left it vague.
A/n: BRUH, I love this request, again I left the monsters up to the reader but I was thinking of my werewolf pack ocs. It took a little longer than I thought it would but it's fine. Kinda rushed at the end!
| OC(s) used: Monroe & Quinn | Words: 453 | Proofread by @bunnyscone | NSFW |
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"There you go, baby boy."
Monroe forced his cock farther into your pussy, stretching it out even more. A groan slipped from his maw, his tongue darting out to lick at your perky nipples. A small cry leaving your lips from the intrusion in your pussy.
"Can you hurry it up?" Quinn growled out, his claws digging into your plush thigh skin. Small red lines form in the trail of them. His cock throbs with need against your thigh, a knot at the base of his cock already swelling up, and he hasn't even started fucking you yet.
"No, I'll take however long I want to savior our little guest here." Monroe quips back, glowering down at Quinn. The two beasts start bickering back and forth, all while you are unhurriedly thrust into by Monroe. They sounded like two brothers arguing over a toy. Quinn was lying under you, your back to his chest, Monroe above you, tugging at one of Quinn's pointy ears.
Each thrust was slow and gentle, a surprise for how big and burly the monster was. Monroe's giant clawed hands hold onto the ropes that had you tied up, unable to move. You could do nothing against Monroe's ministrations or when Quinn slid his hand down to your pussy. His thumb started to rub your sensitive bud while the bigger man still thrust into you. Quinn's other hand holds open your trembling thighs from his place under you, chuckling slightly when your back arches off him.
"You said that last time with the last human!"
That exclamation only got an eye-roll from Monroe, his sharp claws drilling further into the plush skin of your thighs. An annoyed grunt coming from on top of you. "God, you are insufferable. Like a yapping chihuahua that won't shut up."
After a few minutes of the two going back and forth arguing about fucking you, Monroe ultimately relents. "Fine, fine! Whatever!" He says in a rolling growl, moving to spread open your thighs for Quinn. The smaller beast positioned his cock right at your stretched entrance, though, unlike Monroe, he doesn't push in slowly. Like an excited pup, he thrusts himself in. You were already stretched from Monroe's cock, but now with both cocks inside your dripping cunt it felt like you could've been split open. Their knots pressed together as they started to thrust. At first, it was graceless, but gradually, they got a rhythm down.
Their thrust started getting harder, knots slipping in with every push in and out. The cave around them filled with grunts and moans of pleasure as the two beasts ravaged your tight cunt. Until they finally spilled inside you, their fat knots locking their cum inside.
TRANSMASC DARLING BULLYING PLAYBOY 🤯 "hehe my dick is bigger than your micro clit" type stuff
this loser grinding against your ass in a desperate attempt to make you feel something for him but you get annoyed and make him cry :3
👍yandere amab playboy x transmasc/afab reader
cw;; noncon touching - he acts like a drunken idiot but is not drunk. he's desperate. exhibition
ㅡ"how can you not like me? what is there not to like about me?" this bastard... touching on you, purely harrassing you throughout the day and finally cornering you all alone much to your dislike. he was behind you, arms wrapped around your waist and nuzzling the side of his handsome visage into yours - being just a couple of inches shorter than you. you were fiddling with books in a dimly lit aisle of the ever so quiet and unpopulated library when this jackass comes up from behind you...
grunting in displeasure at his touch, this guy knows very well that you arent into this. aren't into him. he cant stand the thought... his tummy swarming with butterflies of affection for you, heart palpitating - threatening to give him a broken rib or two ㅡ "i-i'm so pretty- so lovely." he murmurs, a dash breathless as he marvels faintly that he was touching you so forwardly- feeling blood shoot to his cock and pressing himself into your ass... his lips ghosting the shell of your earㅡ"i think you're just playing hard to get." he grumbles in a huff.
he grows worried at your sudden silence, feeling your body stiffen while in his hug and whilst his erection pokes into your ass... his heart drops mildly... hissing softly as you jerked out of his grip - elbowing him and shoving him back before dragging him to slam into the bookcase - it hardly moves. panting, wincing softly as he looks up at you with puppy dog eyes full of worry. "hard to get?" you repeat, dumbfounded as you glance downward at the tiny bulge poking from his pants. "... hn."
ㅡyanking his pants down - his little cock springing forward and bobbing slightly. his heart drops as he hears you laugh sofrly under your breath - his reflexes way off. pretty face blooming with the heat of embarrassment as he tries to hide it. he c-can't deny the feeling of arousal; cock twitching as it pearls with pre.
"goodness, look at this pathetic fucking thing." you were so nonchalant - so fucking annoying, yet making him tremble all the while as you gripped his microcock in your hand after tugging his hands away thoughtlessly - rather gentle, for someone who hates him. "my dick is bigger than this - this micro clit of yours." you scoffed, mildly guffawing - utterly transfixed on his adorably weeping dick... so needy... so cute. such a damn whore to be grinding this tiny little thing into your ass so confidently. hah. "i'd say we can compare, but i'm not letting my dick anywhere near your little clitorus. yuck."
ㅡ"have you no shame? what person would willingly put this in their body?" you continued, feeling warm pool inbetween your legs; causing you to squirm faintly - your core tingling. feeling so... heated... as you admire the mess of a man being so compliant for you. the warmth delving into an uncomfortable ache that so desperately needs to be eased with the help of your fingers or even his -
"it's..." you laugh softly, glancing up at him just to see tears glazing over. he's so fucking pathetic, hips jerking into your hand and making you fidget in place; thighs squeezing together before pushing against him and sandwiching him against you and the bookcase - "sad. have you ever truly fucked anyone? don't lie to me." your cruel time contradicting your touch... fuck, you were being so gentle with him... circling your index finger around his circumsized tip that was glazed over in pre cum - nearly pleading as he exhales shakily, gritting his teeth. he trembles, nearly gasping for air as his nimble hand snaps to grip onto your bicep - j-just for comfort... the urge to bury his face in your neck and whine n whimper as you stroke and bully his 'oversized clit' in the empty library - ever so softly fondling his balls. so thoughtful. h-he cant wait to hear what you'll say when he makes a mess on your pants...
yandere amab nerd loser,,, w amab reader,,,, ramble.
he admits he's a damn freak, alright? but you... you ere something else. and no he wasn't about to say anything about being a creep just as he was. riding him in his clubroom full of computers - in a corner on a damn wheely chair... your pants discarded, so confident no one would come in... methodically stroking his cock and he nearly cums just them before you pulled away to replace your hand with yourself. you were so.. beautiful.. having to touch you, having to feel you just to make sure this wasnt a fucking daydream because he's a disgrace who distracts himself and pops boners randomly throughout the day just because of you. yes please please jesus fuck this is real youre on his cock youre fucking touching him he can see your cock and feel your walls and fuck dont cum dont cum dont cum-
"you're so.. pathetic, you know that?" mumbling to him nonchalantly while clamping delibrately on his thick, medium sized cock buried deep inside you. so affectionate, yet your words contradict your silken sweet tone... he felt like crying. whimpering softly; he cant make eye contact... even if he so desperately wants to. eyes glazing over your face; missing your eyes and admiring the way your lips were parted and your half lidded eyes gazing at him so carelessly - you were just that fucking confident and its something he envies you for. y-you feel so good, stop that.. "but you're so fucking cute..." goodness, your voice... playing with his hair while grinding onto his crotch, hand dipping underneath his shirt and feeling on his tummy... eeugh.. quit it... "your cock feels so good. all hard? just for me? so adorable."
he's practiced to keep him from cumming so quickly, but the way you stroke your pretty thick cock while humping onto his prick... he can't help himself and it's your fault. your fault he shoots his thick disgusting load deep inside you. and.. y-yes, he'll clean you up, what kind of lover would he be if he didnt give you aftercare?? studying up on different types and consuming all types of sex content just to appease you but it seems the minute you're with him - merely in his presence, his mind blanks. he's sorry he's such a pathetic mess. but you love him anyway right? right???
we NEED a continuation of the yan!brother! fic omgsgsgs
make it smutty!!! like have him drag us into his room after he sees us just innocently talk to another guy at school, no ill intent, we are left entirely clueless bc our brother is just dragging us to his room for no apparent reason
and then before we can even realize whats ab to happen hes already ripped our clothes off and he's gonna fuck us 'till we're red and sore !!
yan brother is gonna get a name and a face soon I'm getting so many requests for him
CW // incest, don't like don't read
Your brother had done a good job protecting you, keeping you completely in the dark about his darker side. You just believed he was protective, which of course, you thought was normal. All older brothers should be protective and loving, right?
But this was too much for him.
Some other man was talking to you, and he was angry. You were so innocent and naive, you had no idea he was flirting with you. The little hand touches, the smile on his face.
Whether he was actually flirting, or your brother was just seeing what he thought, didn't matter. He knew what men thought when they say you, he had had a few of the thoughts himself. But he had self control, other men didn't.
Nevermind, he'd show you when you both got home, after 'taking care' of the boy who thought he could talk to you.
Meanwhile, you had no idea he was even angry. The boy was your friend, and you knew him well. So, as you walked home, you had no idea who was following you, who was frantically looking around to make sure that you were safe. And even as you reached home, seeing your brother wasn't home, you didn't think about it. You simply sat on the sofa for him to arrive home.
And he did, making a beeline for you as soon as he saw you. His face was serious and determined, completely unlike the peppy, bright smile he usually wore around you.
"H-hey, is something wro-"You couldn't even finish your sentence, before your arm was grabbed, and he was pulling you to his room. Stuttered protests and questions left you, but he wasn't listening. He had a singluar focus, to make you his, for all time. His bed was soft under your back as he pushed you onto it. The dark, passionate look in his eyes scared you slightly as he climbed on top of you.
Your breath was caught in your throat. What was happening? Your brother, always kind, gentle and tender, was now staring down at you. His hands were gripping your wrists. You couldn't even think to struggle. Did you want to struggle?
He certaintly didn't want you to struggle. He wanted to keep you under him, only under him.
You also didn't realise what he was doing, your protests dying in your mouth as his hands tore at your clothes. Ripping the shirt, exposing your chest. Ripping your pants, showing your legs. Ripping your boxers, revealing the dripping pussy between them. He was on cloud nine. He had imagined what you would look like under your clothes, but this? This was better than he expected.
Your little nipples, already hard. The little hole between your legs, already dripping wet with your slick. He was in love. You had always been his, and now your body would be his completely.
He pulled his own cock out, and stared down at you as he lined it up with your entrance.
"You're mine, lil bro. That other boy will never have you. You're mine, mine, mine!"He pushed into you, filling up your tight hole with his cock. He could feel the muscles moving to accommodate him. The tightness stroking him, the gooey walls engulfing his cock in the most perfect way. You were clearly made for him.
The thrusts came quickly, his hips moving on their own. He wanted to wait, give you chance to adjust, but you just felt so good. And your moans were enough for him to decide you liked it too.
You were all his, and his cock was going to prove that to you. You were going to be ruined for anyone else, only his cock would satisfy you.
"No one else is gonna make you feel this good, you'll be in my shape, that little boycunt will be mine, you'll be all mine."And with that, he pulled you closer, and started thrusting harder, not even really hearing your slight protests. Your tight pussy was like a perfect fleshlight, wet and warm.
"Taking my cock so good, my little brother is so good, so warm"His cum followed quickly, as he grunted into your ear, and pushed further in, desperate to get his essence as far into you as possible. You could feel it shooting into your womb, warming you up from the inside. And your climax arrived at that feeling. You were ashamed, cumming from feeling your brother shoot his cum inside you, but it felt too good to really care.
pffff i would like a reaction from a few demons (akaza douma muzan and maybe even kokushibo) when their cute sweet s/o tells them something raunchy like 'I want you to fuck me so much you'd give me quintuplets in the first release'
i think a few would be flustered and shocked that their s/o would say something like that XDDD
Top 3 Uppermoons + Muzan Reactions to raunchy statement from sweet s/o!
Tried to keep these short and sweet, Muzan's voice has been giving me a little trouble recently, Elevenlabs keeps updating so the voice models I have made keep changing too 💀
Don’t ask how I thought of this… it’s trans male reader, no set character—imagine whoever you want. Bottom reader. Use of pussy, and other “feminine” words. This lowkey just self indulgent, so the reader isn’t fully transitioned 🫶🏼 don’t read if you get dysphoric easily.
You knew your friend did “sex work” on the side. And the reason why it wasn’t true “sex work” was because it was just him and his girlfriend recording themselves having sex and posting it onto Twitter.
It was just a kink for them, really, he never said anything about getting paid for it. But you remember them thinking about putting a paywall to see the full videos.
More power to them, or whatever. When you became roommates with said friend, him and his girlfriend made sure to record any videos when you were gone. Which was great.
It wasn’t until the two broke up, amicably actually, she just found out she was a lesbian—you thought his Twitter porn days were over now he didn’t have a partner. Since he didn’t like doing solo content
What you didn’t think was that he’d ask you to do something with him
“It’s just until I find someone else,” he said, nonchalantly.
“But it doesn’t give you money.”
“Oh we did make money off it. Not a lot, but decent money. Julie was gonna keep doing it with me just to keep some money but now she’s making lesbian content.”
“But girls! Wasn’t it straight porn?”
He shrugged. “It’s not like I’m straight… the viewers won’t care, pussy’s pussy!” He laughed until he saw your face. “Oh well if it makes you uncomfortable you don’t gotta do it. It is a strange request.” He moved to get up until you grabbed his hand.
“How much?”
“Huh?”
“How much do you earn from the videos?”
“Depends. The viewers love oral sex and teasing videos. Those usually get over… 2k—”
“—I’m in.”
“Seriously?”
“Cash is cash. They won’t be seeing my face right?”
“No. The focus,” he kneeled down close to you, “will be on down here.” His hand trailed against your crotch. “You just gotta lay there and be pretty, baby.”
No wonder the girls who ever dated him cried when they broke up. Who would willingly leave someone with a tongue like this?
You had told him there was no way you’d allow him to call you baby girl or anything of the sort which he happily agreed.
“Don’t worry. It won’t take long.”
“Wouldn’t want it to.” You muttered, feeling a bit embarrassed to be nude from the waist down in front of your friend. He smirked slightly grabbed his phone as he aimed it to film your crotch area.
“Don’t say that—not when you’ll end up begging for more.”
You didn’t even get to retort that as you felt his finger rub against your clit. Your breathing hitched as he was slow with his touch, teasing your outer lips. Down and up, small strokes, and a light push.
You could see why these videos got viewers—it was driving you crazy each time he teased your clit before pulling away. Your hips began flinching slightly, subconsciously trying to rub your pussy against the palm of his hand.
“Did I say you could do that?”
You instantly froze, dropping your hips right back down on the bed.
“Good boy.” He whispered, making sure the phone didn’t pick it up.
What the fuck?! That… that was for you alone, right? While you were reeling at how easily he could command you, you cried out feeling two fingers shove itself inside your hole.
His fingers moved fast, spreading you open. You didn’t even realize you weren’t hiding your whimpers as you tried to calm down from the sudden pleasure. Your legs twitched and spasmed, fingers digging into the bedsheets for some sort of stability.
But then he stopped. Just as fast as he started.
He ended the video and wiped his fingers against your thigh, smirking. “Alright, last video, then that’s it. You doing alright?”
“H…huh…?” You could only sputter out, reeling in shock.
“Starting video now.”
You glanced down, watching as he pulled out his cock from his sweatpants. Oh, he was.. a bit big. His cock flopped right against your pussy, causing you to shudder in response.
It wasn’t that you were a virgin… but fuck, you were embarrassingly excited to have his cock so close, just inches away from your hole.
“Condom?” You whispered
He didn’t answer, subtly shaking his head. You watched as he started the new video and placed his cock right against your pussy. You couldn’t look away, wanting to see if you could really take in something so thick and long.
But he didn’t.. push in?
With his free hand gripped tightly on your hips, he began rubbing his cock right against your pussy. You whimpered, biting your lip to try and keep your voice down.
You tried to rub against him but he held you down easily with his hand on your hips. It surprised you that he could do that with just one hand but you weren’t complaining.
“You want it, huh? Just look at it,” he moved the phone down to get a good look at your soaked pussy. “Never seen someone this wet for me. I’m flattered, baby.”
His hand released your hips and he suddenly stopped moving. You looked over to him, wondering why in god’s name he would stop. But all you saw was a shit eating grin. He wanted you to do the rest.
Any sort of self respect you had was gone. You just wanted to cum already.
You began to move your hips, rubbing your pussy against his cock. A few times, by pure luck, his cock threatened to push inside—but each time he’d fix his cock. Why would he let you get fucked?!
No matter, you reached down to begin rubbing your clit, needing some form of stimulation when he grabbed your wrist.
“I thought you were a good boy?” He asked, a false sense of sadness in his tone. “C’mon, be good for the camera.”
Once again, he made sure only you heard that. Why’d he keep doing? To rile you up? You’re already close anyway.
But then he stopped…? Again?!
“All done. Thanks again, man.” He patted your tummy and got up, pulling his pants over his cock. You wouldn’t deny that you felt your word shatter seeing it being covered by those stupid excuse of pants.
“That’s…?”
“I’ll send you your cut by the end of the week!”
He was leaving? After all that? He was just going to leave without fucking you? You quickly sat up on the bed and grabbed his arm, stopping him from leaving. He didn’t turn over to face you, keeping his gaze on his phone.
“Wait… that’s it..? N..nothing else?” You whispered breathlessly, needing release, quickly. And you didn’t want to rely on some plastic dildo when there was a real thing just a few inches away.
“Yeah. I just needed two videos for this month. Why?”
“I… I…”
“Begging for me?” He asked, cheekily, looking up to finally look at you. “C’mon, use your words. What do you want?”
“You know what I want.”
“Do I? Because if you don’t say it, I’ll do what I want with you.”
It didn’t take long for him to make you cum. As soon as his cock entered your pussy, you came. And then he really did what he wanted with you. You were too far gone to really think as it happened, but you were sure he took many pictures after, enjoying the sight of your cream filled pussy.
You certainly helped him again, and a few times after that…
Though… you’re starting to wonder…
You can’t find his and Julie’s twitter account…
And when you, embarrassingly, asked Julie—
She said they deleted the account when they broke up
Ooh. Spooky lol, what can I say? I love manipulative men…
Unconcerned about whatever activity you might be doing, Tomura carefully grabs your wrist and leisurely lifts your shirt to press a kiss to your belly. He can be careless, letting his knuckles brush against your breasts in doing so, his other hand gripping your hip slightly pulling down your shorts exposing the side of your panties.
It's an astounding notion, being able to touch you to his heart's content. All of his life never once has he allowed himself to touch anything so freely. Anything he didn't want to slip through his fingers in ashes.
Destroying is different. It's easy. It's what he was born for. But to caress? He hardly ever knew tender touches. He's not sure that he's able to do it right, either. It feels clumsy, like it's not meant to him.
But you always let him. You trust that he won't tear, bruise, shatter. There must be something deeply wrong with you, he thinks. Maybe you're like those who skydive or swim with sharks just to have adrenaline running through their veins. Maybe risking your life gets you off. Relinquishing control to him. Maybe it makes you feel safe, at ease, to know that it's someone else deciding whether you live or die. You can't really be blamed for the consequences of your actions if no choice is up to you. Does his deadly touch makes you feel free?
He's being ridiculous and he knows it as you run your fingers through his hair and slide your nails up his exposed arm. You're gentle.
It's a terrifying thought that you could let him because you want to. That you seek to be touched just as much as he seeks to touch you. That you might...It can't be. He can't afford the luxury of entertaining the thought.
Doesn't matter now. Just lie still against him like this.
"nami-nii.. missed you..." you were in malaysia, in vacation, greeting you lovely older brother kento for finally making it there
you had just woke up, still groggy but excited to see him. even with your eyes half lidded, you could clearly see him giving you a tired smile.
you crawled to the end of the bed where he sat, and laid your head on his shoulder, just admiring his handsome features.
"how was shibuya?" you pulled on his tie carefully, obviously in need of his attention after being separated for so long.
"it was stressful, and tiring but i pulled through.. what about you?" he untied his tie and threw it in the laundry basket.
"it was great! the beaches, the cuisine everything was just so, so amazing! i just wish you were here to enjoy them with me.." you laid back on the bed and covered yourself with the thick blanket.
"It's ok.. we can visit them again, sometime" you hummed, before he pulled both your legs and positioned himself in between them. "but first.., i have to tend to my adorable little brother.." he kisses your inner thighs, slowly moving down and closer to your cunt.
"did you miss me too? hm?" his face directly infront of your cunt, your pulsing clit just inches away from his nose. you clenched in response, causing your cunt to ooz a bit of slick.
"uh huh.." you whined and ruffled his hair. he plants kisses om your clit, and continues doing so until he's had you on the edge. "ahh... n'mi...please, want your tongue in me please.." your hole was just begging to get filled, doesn't matter what as long as it's him, your older brother.
"you're so cute darling.." his hot tongue lapped up your entire cunt, teasing your hole with his thick tongue. he circles his tongue around your clit. "mnh! gonna cum-!".
he watches closely as you writh and tremble under him, pussy clenching around nothing while making tiny squelching sounds. when you were about to calm down, your felt his tongue slip inside you.
his big hands held your thighs open while you grabbed his hair and tried to pry him off of you. "na-! ghk, gonna cum again-!" he tongue fucked you till you squished his face with your thighs.
your squirt blasted into his face and created large wet patch on the mattress.
"you made a mess love.." he wiped off your juices off his face. "i know...it's your fault stupid..".
— cw. ┊ afab anatomy. you/your pronouns. overstimulation. teasing. throat buldge. pet play(?). overstimulation. oral (choso receiving). cat boy. ftm reader. use of toys. mentions of heats. use of boy pussy, boy cunt. creampie. collars.
ฅ ฅ note ┊ supposed to be a lil blurb but it turned into 4k-ish words..
choso with kitty boy! choso kamo is a cat lover by heart, he is a cat person thus the reason why he has you! a cute kitty boy with a pair of cute ears and a cute tail that has a ribbon on it. choso loves you with all his heart he really does <33 and that shows on how much he spends on you!
he shows no expense, with a cute and the most comfortable made kitty bed, bowls, and collars. his name engraved in that collar filled with sparkling jewels and laces. of course being his cute kitty boy you are gonna be spoiled rotten with him! with how much you prefer to nuzzle onto him getting your fur stuck on any furniture in the house even on his clothes which sometimes end up smelling like you once he goes out to work.
as a cat your needy bratty and whiny, if you do get his attention your so dismissive about it, not wanting his pats and trying to get away from him, its adorable and annoying. although when you dont get his attention you always act like a brat meowing, begging, and annoying him that includes purposely annoy him at work, break a glass or two, scratch the sofa till it rips out and many more because of that you always get punishments.
you both hate and love punishments! but of course choso does this not because he likes it or anything he just wants to train you to be a good kitty! so he has to punish you, you have to understand that right? the examples of the punishments are always so cruel spanking, putting his cock on your gushing boy pussy but you dont move at all nor does he, and many more. its so mean! it always end up on you always crying and begging for his forgiveness, even if you try to move while cockwarming him, he'll just be a meanie and slap your plushy ass so hard that that you immediately stop your movement.
"sh- shorry! i'm sho shorry! waah! nng! pwease forgive meee! waaah!" you cried sniffling as you look at him hands on his shoulders all your body weigh on him, droll going down to your chin as tears goes down to your face. one of his hand on your hip while the other smacks your soring butt your tail is squirming as the bells(with ribbons) on it chime everytime your tail moves. "sh- shorry! pwease! go- gonna be a good boy! good kitty pwomise!" you begged pathetically muzzling on his neck making him smirk, "really?" he whispers on your ear which perked up as you nodded your head furiously, "good kitty."
you hate bathing! no not because of the water, you love it because choso is always preparing your bath for you, especially when the bath has bubbles on it. having to take care of your tail and ears, making sure to put your favorite shampoo and body soap, your favorite bath bombs and the scented candles the fluffy towel drying your off. you definitely love it, you just hate it because of that thing! by thing means the hairdrier, you cant help it! that thing is scary! thus the reason why choso sometimes has to run around the house to force you to get a bath or begrudgingly not take the hairdrier out.
rewards, rewards are your favorite especially after being a good kitty you deserve a reward dont you? wether it be food or toys, you especially love the toys! especially your favorite chewtoy! your masters cock! everytime you've been exceptionally good you get to have it! your kitty ears all perked up and your tail wagging violently as you eagerly suck his thick and large cock!
choso coos and praises you for taking it so well making you more pleased! praising and your favorite chewtoy?!? what a heaven! especially when his hand is on your cute cute kitty ears rubbing the sensitive spots. you always easily took your chosos cock with ease filling it up in your mouth hands in his thighs as your throat buldge up with the way how big he is. your tounge circling on him as you press on the vine of his cock making groan as he pats your head for doing a goodjob.
chewtoys rewards were definitely your favorite <33
"there there kitty," choso groans as he pats your head, his cock deep in your mouth as he feel your tounge circle around it. "Easy on your chew toy now," but you didnt ease! this was your favorite type of rewards! your tail swayed with happiness as you suck his cock coating it with your saliva as you bob your head roughly, "such a excited kitty~ nng...haah.." he chuckles groaning on how your mouth feels so good as his fingers played with your kitty ears making you more excited. best reward ever.
when heats comes of course choso is always there to help you, your his precious kitty boy. at these times your always more needier, and whinier so he has to spoil you rotten with his cock. always inside your warm boy cunt as you cry out for more of his thrusts, one thing always in your mind was his cock filling your warm needy pussy. when it comes during work hours of his its okay cause theres still another toy he has given you for emergences. a thing resembling his own cock you always use it to satisfy your thirst for your master tasty cock inside you but its always not enough and when choso comes back home he always find you crying out for the real thing as you mindlessly ride the dildo replicating his own.
"more— ooh!m- more ahh! nng! uwaah! moremoremoremoremore!" you cried your body sweaty as you grip on choso's shoulder you look so debauched, skin slapping sounds echoed through the room as you go up and down on his cock roughly. choso's hands was in your hips gripping on them tightly as he moves you up and down, your cunt producing more and more juices.
previous orgasm was evident due to chosos seed still inside you and dripping while you move up and down violently like a starved man. your juices covering your thighs as choso groan, the two of you filled with sweat with the hours of you going round after round.
"ooh! mw- mwaster shoo good! moremoremore! ah!" you moaned like a pornstar your form looking so beautifully pathetic. choso smiles as he kisses your forehead as one of his hand go through your hair patting you as he then played with your kitty ears.
your hips ache, the toy pressed against your gushing pussy set on the highest level made you squirt non-stop. creating stains on the bed.
your voice tremble at the continuous orgasm after orgasm. causing you to fall your head back, completely lost in the feeling. your mind went black, unable to hear the approaching footsteps of your dad.
"hey, where do you wan-" he opens the door and sees you, legs spread and pussy facing him while you came. being unaware of satoru entering you room, you moan loudly and happily that all your stress has dissappeared.
the moment you look up, you see his face, wide-eyed a and his mouth slightly open... you covered yourself up immediately but it was too late. he already saw you.
god knows how much, you wanted the floor to swallow you. "GET OUT!" you screamed, face red and embarrassed as hell.
"sorry darling, i cant do that." he locked the door behind him and approached you. he grabbed the duvet and pulled it away, the vibe no longer on your hand but still on. pussy still wet, and you're legs closed.
"what the fuck-!" "quiet now, wouldn't wanna wake your mom up.." his large hands held your thighs and forcefully spreaded them apart "aww, if you wanted help y'couldve just asked~ look at this poor pussy" he flicked your sensitive clit "let daddy help his poor boy 'kay?"
"but.. this is wrong.." tears started forming in the corners of your eyes "shh, it's okay baby. i'll make you feel hundred times better than that toy~" he places a kiss on your forehead before putting you in a mating press.
"ready?" before you could respond, he plunged his cock into you as deep as he could. "oohh fuck that feels good~" he waited for you to adjust to his girth. "daddy...your so big-!... hurts.." you tiny hands scratch at his shoulders.
"i know baby, but.. trust me you'll feel better." he begins pounding into you, making the strings inside the mattress creek. his heavy balls slapped your ass while his pubes tickled your clit, building up another orgasm.
"fuck-! im gonna cum again!" you tapped on his shoulders "that's okay, cum as much as you prince~" he stopped thrusting and grinded into your cunt as you squirt all over his abs.
"shit. your pissin all over the place." even in times like these, he still teases you. "shut up!"
"alright babe, do your best to keep that mouth shut 'kay? gonna fill you up to the fucking brim~"
TW: Non-con, somnophilia, thigh fucking, obsessive behavior, he steals your underwear in this, FTM reader, reader has a cat (not sure if this counts as a tw😭)
PLEASE TELL ME IF I MISSED ANY😭
Yandere Pervert! who.. first met you back when you were working on a group project. Nothing much was known about you because you were a typical quiet guy😱(y'know, sits at the back, not that big of a friend group and mostly keeps quiet during lectures)
At first when the teacher grouped him with a person named (Y/N) (L/N) he didn't know who you were😧 Who? Oh, you mean that quiet guy who sits at the back?
That night he searched you up on Instagram to see if you had an account, surprisingly, you did! He followed you and tried to go back to sleep but he couldn't because a certain someone was on his mind (you🤭) he couldn't possibly imagine why I mean it's not like you two were close.
Since then he has been trying to get closer to you to try and figure out what was drawing him to you and all of your interactions has been you asking for some space because hes WAYYY too close to you😧
Time skip a few months after you had gotten to know him (that's pretty lazy Cleo, time skipping like that🤨) he had grown obsessive of you, I mean who wouldn't? Those gorgeous (e/c) eyes of yours and that pretty smile.. he want you all for himself. Lately it's gotten worse, its gotten so bad to the fact that he sneaks into your bedroom and steals your underwear and he uses said underwear to masturbate. Smelling it imagining it was your hand jerking him off, those soft hands of yours going up and down his cock.. It makes him wild just thinking about it.
You wake up to your cat meowing loudly at your window. Tired, you got up from your bed to pick her up because her meowing was way too loud and had woken you up, you look at your clock and it reads 3:56 am. You wondered why your cat had been meowing at your window, unknowing that someone had been hiding in the bushes near your house and has successfully stolen another pair of underwear you owned..
Lately he's been getting impatient, he HAD to have you, so he decided tonight he will make you his.
He sneaks into your bedroom like he usually did and made sure you were asleep. He layed down next to you and started admiring your beautiful features, like your soft lips, and he thought about how he wanted to fuck your mouth but decided against it because what he had planned was MUCH more fun.
He gripped your waist and pulled down his pants just enough to get his cock out, he placed his cock between your soft, plush thighs and started thrusting. He groaned at the feeling of your plush thighs around his cock and the heat coming off of your pretty boy pussy🤭
As he felt his climax nearing he thrusted faster and faster and soon enough he cums between your thighs while biting your neck, he wondered how you were still asleep after all that.. He looked through your closet to take one of your underwear for the road if yk what I mean.
The next morning you wake up feeling something sticky between your thighs and you thought "what the fuck.." you wondered what had happened while you were asleep and went to go take a shower. Not knowing that you were HIS now and will do anything for it to stay that way
Even if he had to kill everyone who comes near you..
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