Basically Idk If I should finish these so Imma need y’all to lmk🤷♀️
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Maki (slow torture)
(Lesbian ofc😌)
She kisses your inner thigh, biting down on the sensitive spot close to your pussy. “Your shaking…calm down for me,” she used her thumbs to spread her folds open. Her eyes locked on how wet you were. “Seems you missed me a little too much..didn’t you, darling?”
Maki watches you tense up with a small smirk on her face, kissing higher and higher up until she’s right above your nub. “That’s it. Relax. I got you.” Maki sticks out her tongue—slowly circling your nub with the tip of her tongue. Watching how your body jerks and twitches away from her mouth—She wraps her arms around your hip, forcing you to stay pressed against her mouth.
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MAKI ( CEO x CEO )
( HEAVY SMUT)
Maki presses your back up against the elevator wall, kissing and biting your neck while pushing her hand up your thighs, fingers pressed hard against your panties.
“Damn it. Your soaked.and yet I thought you hated me,” she says through wet kisses and bites. Maki hooks a strong arm under your thighs, hoisting you up off the ground and pushing your back against the walls even more.
Maki leans down, biting the other side of your neck. Sliding her fingers past yours, slowly pushing her fingers between your folds. Her finger circling your entrance in a slow, teasing rhythm, watching your face as you fight back, moans. “Maki..stop. If someone sees us, our companies are done for," She leans back to speak against your neck. “Oh, now, you care about the company. When you make all those hate posts and rival comments, you don’t care” —she speaks while slowly pushing with two fingers—“maki…t—that’s different.”
Your fingers clamping down on her back through her suit jacket, resting her head against her shoulder. “M-maki..please.” —once she sees that your starting to break, she’ll push deeper—“ Please what? You wanted this, didn’t you?”
“Y-yes maki b-but.”
She reaches up with her free hand, pulling her head back from her shoulder, forcing you to look at her dead in the eyes. “But what, huh? All that big talk and the little ceo can’t speak for herself? Speak. Up.” Her fingers pushed deeper until they reached the base of her knuckles. Your fingers rip at the suit's fabric, a small whimper falling out of your mouth.
tw: jealousy, possessive behaviour, like really possessive, some of these men are literally not okay, obsessive behaviour, yandere-ish behaviour, slut shaming, and victim blaming, because madara apparently doesn’t believe in catcalling, slight smut, sexual content, kissing, mildly dubious consent, because this is all so beyond the line of normal relationship behaviour, toxic behaviour, hickeys, marking, referenced bdsm, toxic relationship, these men are just various degrees of unwell, mature content, unreliable narrator bc they are absolutely deranged, mostly their POV, who would’ve thought Sasuke would end up being the sanest of the lot
Everyone in here is depicted as an adult.
Sasuke thinks he’s good at hiding it.
He’s not.
You get a kick out of seeing him green in the face with rising jealousy whenever another man makes the mistake of speaking to you. But he’s so damn proud that he would die before admitting it out loud. He knows he should be stronger, that to lose to such basic instincts speaks of a lesser man than the one he aspires to be. But he can’t help it. Something dark gets hold of him whenever another guy gets near you. And he stares at you from afar, seething, gripping whatever surface he has at his disposal so tight that knuckles start to turn white. It doesn’t matter how well-behaved you are, either—because you are. You always keep a respectable distance from whoever approaches you with deceitful intentions. But you still smile at them while refusing their advances, and he hates that.
He sulks and broods for the rest of the night, only answering your questions in monosyllables. It used to be frustrating for you, but now that you know the reason, it’s become an effective way to shut him up whenever you require some peace and quiet.
Itachi honestly believed himself above it.
Before you came into his life, he never would have thought of himself as the jealous type. It didn’t matter how many men dared crowd around any of his previous partners; he’s always been too confident to feel the crushing vice of resentment slowly seizing his heart at the sight of it. And yet, he can’t stop his gaze from wandering towards you whenever you catch someone else’s eye, now.
The fuckers linger so damn close, too.
What do they get so close for?
He can only imagine what goes through their filthy minds while talking to you, and it eats at him from inside.
He wants to snatch you away from them, wants to dip his fingers into your soft skin so hard that the resulting bruises will be enough of a warning for whoever strolls towards you next.
But he knows that refraining will be much more rewarding.
He will soon have you know just how much he’s suffered, anyway. You will be bare and defenseless by then. You will be his. After all, there’s only one cure for this sickness of his, and it’s in your sweet voice and how it rings in his eardrums when broken by pleasure, moaning his name as if it were your salvation.
Obito is beyond possessive. He knows, and he doesn’t care to correct his ways, either.
But that’s just because all he does is for you. To protect you, to keep you safe from all those disgusting pieces of shit that he’s sure constantly hover around you whenever he’s not around to scare them away.
That’s why you always have his hands on you when you two are out together. Not harsh, never harsh on you—just firm and heavy on your hips, or steadily lingering at the back of your neck, keeping you as close to him as he can manage. Wherever he can touch you, however much is enough to let them all know not to mess with his girl.
Sometimes they don’t get the hint, tho. They shamelessly eye you up in the streets as if you were there to amuse them, too caught up soaking in your astonishing beauty to even notice him. It sends fire running down his veins, an unrestrainable instinct flowing through him.
He squeezes you even closer, then, fingers dipping a bit too hard in your skin when he turns your face his way, pressing hot lips on yours to send a much clearer message. Their gazes finally wander elsewhere with that, and it never fails to have him smirking triumphantly.
Izuna’s not bothered by the weight of their eyes on you whenever you’re with him.
The real problem arises when you’re left on your own, lacking his supervision.
Anytime you tell him you’re gonna go out with your friends, he tenses up immediately, jaw clenching, fingers twitching.
Why do you do this to him? Don’t you know it’s torture for him to know you’re gonna be defenseless against them?
He needs to find a way to protect you. He would go as far as to keep you with him at all times to do that. Or, he could cover your body up completely just to make sure nobody else gets to see your marvelous curves and fantasize about them the way only he can. But you seem to be adamant in opposing that intent whenever you pick an outfit to wear for such occasions.
He can’t have them gooning over you like dogs in heat, tho.
That’s why you’re not allowed out before he’s got his way with you. He will make sure to cover you up completely in the making. And when he’s done, every single inch of your skin that rests exposed to the chilly night air will bear the mark of his canines. He loves you so much more like this, anyway—marred with hickeys and bites that he will make sure to have last for days. No one will look at you without knowing, and they'd better think twice before messing with such a beast. That has to be enough to soothe his soul, for now.
Shisui is desperately jealous, constantly seeking reassurance by dragging his hands on you. And it takes him so little to have you give in. His touch is hopeless and greedy, promptly turning you pliable to whatever he needs from you.
He asks you to tell him you’re his again and again, with his fingers buried inside you, with his teeth gently grazing at your pulse, his voice miserable and broken by pleasure. He’s a mess when the words strain out of his lips for the hundredth time, soft and pleading.
" You're mine?"
You nod, eyes lidded, cheeks flushed, heavy breaths mixing with his. He feels too good to deny. No matter how proud you are, you crumble as if he were an earthquake when he’s got his hands on you, firm muscle twitching with seismic intensity against your flesh.
There’s something about the glint of his eyes whenever you give in that makes shivers crawl up your spine, as if you’d just realized having given your soul up to the devil.
He ravishes you, then. He has to. He needs to feel you drown in pleasure at his hands. That’s the only thing that quiets the voices in his mind, melting that haunting fear of losing you to someone else.
It’s ecstatic, the feeling provided by knowing you won’t run away, not even if he decides to smother you with his undying affection.
Madara holds you responsible for how men behave around you.
You’re too hot, always dressing like a whore as if purposefully trying to lure them in. What else are the poor bastards to do, then? Your perfect curves must sing to them as they do to him, and the softness of your skin is painfully evident when wrapped in that damn leather you have a habit of wearing. It’s only natural that they turn their heads whenever you pass them by.
He’s convinced that you like the attention. All those stares, whistles, and filthy remarks they shower you with.
You think you’re so smitten, parading your body around for everyone to see.
Isn’t his gaze enough to sate you?
He’s fascinated by the magnitude of your greed, really. But regardless of it, he can’t let such behaviour go unpunished.
And that’s why he loves to tie you to his bed late at night, relishes in having you admit to your perversions and endless calls for attention, all while he teases you to no end. By the time he finally decides to grant you a bit of pleasure, you’re sobbing and desperate already. You sniffle and writhe, mascara pitifully running down your plump, flush cheeks, staining you guilty of having played with his heart for way too long. You beg to have him inside, imploring him to be his. That’s just the way it always should have been, anyway.
Indra doesn’t care where you wander to, as long as you always come back to him.
He knows how you like to think you could do better. Every month or so, you throw your usual fit, lashing out at him and leaving him alone for days on end.
But it’s alright, because you always come back. You always appear beneath the bow of the door to his apartment, eyes glossy and desperate for more of him. Because he knows damn well you can’t resist the way he treats you. He's heard you talking about him with your friends: "Gentle, yes, but demanding; endlessly caring but oh, so greedy—practically insatiable."
He bets he touches you better than anyone else ever could. After all, he’s memorized every curve and patch of skin on that perfect little body you keep refusing to admit belongs to him. He’s mapped it out flawlessly over the years. All so that he knows exactly which buttons to push to have you come undone in his arms. Once, twice, three times. He can go on all night long with absolute ease. Until your knees give out. Until you’re void of your useless pride and full of devotion instead. You’re too weak to resist the way he loves you. Doesn’t matter how much you two fight; doesn’t matter if he doesn’t clean his act up like you so badly wish for him to do. He can always count on this. On the fact that you always end up coming back with your tail between your legs. On the way you thread and squirm, too impatient to have his skin pressed against yours. No other man you delude yourself of ever being able to love can bathe his ego in this pitiful display, he’s sure. It makes him feel invincible. You make him feel like the world’s all his, like he’s the sun you will always, inevitably gravitate around.
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀Always had her guard up when you guys first met
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀It took about two months for her to see you actually wanted to be with her, after that she hasn’t let you go
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀Loves hiding her face in your neck
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀Loves to take photos especially if you wear something revealing. (She wants everyone to know she’s dating a bad bitch)
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀Tried to change her fighting habits but failed, MISERABLY
almost killed a man for how he spoke about you
NSFW
۶ৎVERY precise with her fingers. I’m talking slow circles while kissing and biting your inner thighs.
۶ৎPushes your legs back to your chest, making sure you feel everything. Everytime her fingers pushed deeper. Everytime she slowed down. She wants you to feel everything.
۶ৎLoves to see you cry but always check in to make sure she isn’t pushing too hard
۶ৎ“Stop pulling back..
۶ৎ“Cover your mouth one more time and I’ll cuff you to the bed”
۶ৎ“You taste so sweet..”
۶ৎGets really loud and probably laugh if she’s really feeling it
۶ৎIf she used a strap she’d grind slow as fuck, just to make you moan louder
۶ৎYou Once got so loud that even the pillow didn’t help.
۶ৎShe’ll watch you try to muffle your moans and laugh. “You look fucking pathetic, get Loud…show me something “
fucked you infront of a mirror—pressing your face against the glass while grinding so slow that your eyes roll back,”look at me. I want to see every moan I drag out of that sexy mouth of yours”
will make you sit in her fingers in cramped spaces or public areas, only to see how much your clinch around her after every rough stop or bump in the road being hit
⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆Sevika pulled you into the open room of the brothel, her hand on the small of your back—guiding you towards the edge of the bed. She sat on the edge while holding your waist. Looking up to you with hungry eyes. “You came to the brothel dressed like that..after weeks of avoiding me. Declining my calls. Throwing away my gifts and treating me like shit”
She pulled you onto her lap forcing you to straddle her hip, “you must’ve forgotten who I was. Didn’t you, darling?”. She pulled your shirt up slowly, her finger grazing along your back as she pulled off the shirt—leaving you in your bra.
Sevika kissed along your neck and shoulders, stoping to bite down on the exposed parts of your skin. Her claw grazing up your back to un-clip the bra, kissing up your throat to your lips
“I missed you..I know damn well you missed me” biting down on your bottom lip “otherwise you wouldn’t be here.” Sevika starts to kiss back down your throat and to your chest. Her tongue circled around your nipple slowly, hands holding onto your waist—squeezing down on your flesh everytime you pulled back. “You’re moving around a lot. I’ve barely started, darling. “
“Take it easy..I don’t bite—Hard” she says between small laps of her tongue. The claws on her prosthetic arm slowly started to rip at your pants, tossing the dark fabric to the floor with a soft thud. Pulling you closer on her lap, kissing between the valley of your chest.
Her fingers twisting on your nipple while kissing around the other. Your fingers tugging at the ends of her hair from the overwhelming pleasure, “sevika..shit..” your fingers tugging hard at her hair, biting down on your lip to hold back moans.
“Now your holding back on me? Fine” biting down hard on your nipple “guess I’ll have to force it out of you.”
𓏲ּ𝄢When you guys go grocery shopping she acts as a guard dog, Not wanting anyone around you even though she can fight 𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Hates when you send her on ‘ missions ‘ ( going out) by herself. She feels like she’s most wanted.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Get anxious when you mention someone else doing something for you. It makes her feel like she’s not enough.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢She remembers everything you like and will try to get them as much as she can. If she can’t afford it ,she’ll steal it.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Cheesy cheap dates >>>>
𓏲ּ𝄢She makes money a big deal but you’ll have to remind her that money isn’t a problem at all.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢LOVES showing you off.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢You would beg her to take you on missions to piltover, usually ending in y’all leaving with 150$ extra dollars and a few pieces of jewelry she stole for you.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Hates planning things but when it’s a birthday or anniversary she’ll plan to the smallest detail.𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Isn’t big on confrontation—if you guys argue she’ll shut down and smoke until she’s ready to talk again. 𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Loves to cook, it’s her secret specialty but can’t make eggs..𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Has a thing for girls who speak up for themselves and aren’t afraid to correct someone. ( or shy girls ) 𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Chubby girls/built girls >>>>𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢Hates holidays but will celebrate only if your there𓏲ּ𝄢
𓏲ּ𝄢If you guys aren’t fully dating she take you to the brothel, if your into…3sum’s𓏲ּ𝄢
💋ྀིྀིShe claims to hates cuddles (she CRAVES them at heart )💋ྀིྀི
💋ྀིྀིFor my chubby girls : she LOVES laying her head on your stomach (IDCCC!)💋ྀིྀི
💋ྀིྀིYou may find it cringe but she finds it comforting how soft and warm you are. 💋ྀིྀི
💋ྀིྀིCalls you “ stormy or fluffs “💋ྀིྀི
💋ྀིྀིLoves to put you on her shoulders or use you to workout ( helps her lift you better without making you insecure ) 💋ྀིྀི
💋ྀིྀིHates when you down yourself. ( so do I, tf🤨)
💋ྀིྀིLikes to play with your stomach ( not in a hateful way )💋ྀིྀི
💋ྀིྀིABSOLUTELY LOVES WHEN YOU PLAY WITH HER HAIR. 💋ྀིྀི
If he does fuck you it’s either in doggy or a sleeping position
Loves holding eye contact
“ not yet..don’t you dare finish without me”
“Look at how pretty you are”
“ that’s my pretty girl/boy”
Usually gets turned on when you suck on things like lollipops or popsicles. Just anything that causes saliva to drip down your mouth
Absolutely loves watching your eyes roll to the back of your head while he slides in deeper
Takes big ass hands full of your hair and fucks your throat.
“Look at me or I’ll stop”
Loves when you whine out his name.
💞SFW💞
Loves sleeping on your chest
Matching bracelets>>
Let’s you draw on his face
You’ll have to drag him to events because he’s too lazy
He bed rots
Surprise attacks and tickles>>>
Laying under trees and allowing you to sleep on his chest
Collarbone and forehead kisses>>>
👑💧nozel 💧👑
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just like Fuegoleon. A secret bottom BUT when he tops you it’s so amazing
“Just look at you..so pathetic”
“Already leakin hm?”
Doggy style , matting press , wall sex>>>
“You’re so fucking dirty..fuck I love it”
Holding your throat while fucking the life out of your eyes
Fucking you on the dinner table and makes you lick it up while he fingers you
Loves watching your legs shake from how rough he’ll ruin you
Bites your neck during sex
“look at me while i ruin that pretty throat of yours…fuck—that’s it “
throws his head back when moaning, doesn’t want to look weak
uses his magic to restrain you to the bed
breathing against your neck while fucking you against the door
after a hard day he’ll come home slamming the door and ordering everyone out the house but you. Grabbing your hair slamming you against the pillows—smacking your ass before forcing himself in you
💝SFW💝
an amazing hairstylist besides his crazy hair
Loves cuddling in private where his siblings can’t see him
Unlike fuegoleon ,he wants the public to think of him as fierce
Only submissive when with you
The type to lay his head on your shoulders and hugging you from behind while you cook
Sung Jin-woo letting one of his shadows join? Only if it’s Igris.
🔞mdni🔞
jinwoo x reader x igris
Warnings: nsfw, expletives, smut, threesome, would this be considered necrophilia? I sincerely hope not, anyways—oral, pnv, dom jin, just absolute filth, creampie—although questionable, throatpie, multiple forced orgasms, first persons pov, links attached for some visuals, i just wanna shoutout this tiktok
Part 2 — ‘the day I found out that Igris has a knot’
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I can’t lie, whenever I watch Igris in action my heart thuds in my chest, hard. It’s just the way he carries himself that makes him seem…so human. But he’s a beast, and he became Jinwoo’s shadow by a split hair.
It’s no secret that they’re both equally as powerful.
Sometimes I let myself fantasize for a while. Let myself think that when he looks at me, he’s feeling the same way. That his heart is slamming into his ribs, just like mine—if he even has one. I can’t help but wonder, what’s under that mask? Or rather,
Who’s under that mask?
Jinwoo catapults across my field of vision, slamming into the wall of the training arena. Igris stalks towards him, sword at his side and cape flowing behind him. I watch his every move, his every strut. He glances over to me, staring down at me with a predatory gaze, checking on me. Well, that’s what I allow myself to believe, only for a second. I know where his loyalty lies.
Regardless, my heart’s about to fly out of my fucking chest.
Within seconds, Jinwoo regains his strength, getting back up to rejoin this… ‘spar’. His aggression is palpable, I can sense it from all the way over here in these four walls tucked behind this safety glass. Only Igris can bring out this side of him—it’s always a fair fight, after all.
Well, almost.
I always look away at this point. It always gets bad for Igris. But for some reason, I can’t today. I watch, eyes fixed to the scene unfolding before me.
Jinwoo slams Igris into the ground, sending a rumble through the earth beneath me. The chair I’m seated in shakes, and I grip the table in front of me. Igris fades into black smoke under Jinwoo’s fist, and his glowing eyes snap up to meet mine, piercing into me with a threatening glare.
Fuck.
My core spasms. Suddenly I’m empty, and yearning for Jinwoo to make it better. He stands and walks through the residual mist that was once Igris, toward me. I swallow hard and reign in the ball of muscle trying to break through my ribcage.
His stare never falters, his eyes are anchored to me. I stand as I urge myself to hold it, to dominate it. But it’s too intimidating—he’s too intimidating. I look down, just for a brief second, showing my submission. And when I look back up…
He’s gone.
I feel a gust of wind and Jinwoo’s voice growls my name behind me, his hot breath misting against my shoulder. I break out into a shiver, and I stumble back into him. He catches me, steadying me with his iron grip on my waist.
“Jin—”
“Igris has taken quite an interest in you.”
He cuts me short with a hint of aggression in his voice. My stomach drops. His fingers wander down my hips, to my thighs—under the hem of my skirt. He presses his lips against the shell of my ear.
“I’m not quite sure if I like that.”
“Wh-what do you mean?” I whisper, obviously unnerved. I feel his hard bulge press into me, and my pussy floods with heat.
“I'm his master.” Jinwoo speaks a little too calmly, subtly tugging my skirt up, little by little. “I know his thoughts, his feelings. He takes a particular liking to your—hah, well, everything.” He yanks my skirt the rest of the way up in one swift, harsh move. “I mean, I do know the feeling.”
What is he even saying? That Igris…feels something for me? I can barely think, much less focus on the words he’s speaking. Not when he’s thumbing at my soaked panty.
“I didn’t know he could feel anything. He’s a shadow.” I say, breathless.
“Yes, he is. But he still has his own…urges. Instincts.” He whispers quietly as he tugs my panties down my hips, letting them drop to my ankles.
“Desires.”
“R-Right.” I gasp and hold my breath in anticipation and my body tenses.
He’s going to bend me over this table and fuck me.
I swear I feel a gush between my legs, and suddenly my face is flush against the wooden table and his feet are kicking apart mine. My panty stretches between my ankles and he snakes his fingers around my throat.
“Igris.” He summons his best shadow in a thick, dark voice, and Igris fabricates from a black mist in front of me, as if he didn’t just disappear. “Isn’t that right?”
I look up from the table, only to be met by a suit of armor and his piercing gaze spearing down through me. Shit. He can see me…like this. With my panties at my ankles, bent over a piece of furniture.
How embarrassing.
I feel Jinwoo fiddle single handedly with the buckle of his belt, and then the button on his pants. His other hand maintains its searing grip on my throat and jaw, forcing me to meet Igris’s quiet gaze. I struggle to breathe and my eyes threaten to leak.
My heart is going to explode.
“See? He didn’t even respond. He has total control over himself.” His voice lowers into a whisper next to my face and I hear his zipper. “He actually wants to fuck you.”
What? He—what? My eyes bulge wider, if it’s even possible, and I feel his cock notch at my slick opening.
So what, he’s forcing him to watch us? To teach him some sick lesson?
Jinwoo must sense my unease, and he loosens his grip on my jaw and my head slumps back down to the table. But I’m still staring into the void of Igris’s eyes. He remains unmoving, eerily still in his stance with his sword sheathed on his back.
“Caalm.” He draws out the word, letting his fingers just barely skate along the length of my spine.
My back arches and I roll onto the tips of my toes to present my pussy to him. Pathetic. I almost hate how wet and ripe I am for him. He hasn’t even looked me in the eye yet.
“We’re not doing anything you don’t want.” Jin-woo’s hand trails up to grip my throat once more, and he hunches over me until his lips are next to my ear again.
“Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
Jin-woo breaches me with exigency, in one hard thrust of his hips. I let out a whimper and try to stay on my toes as I frantically adjust to his thick cock inside me.
“I see the way you look at him.” He growls as he presses a harsh kiss onto my jaw.
He knows. And he’s teaching me a lesson, too.
“I…I don’t.” I can’t find my voice to tell my lie, especially when I’m doing it now—staring at Igris while his master is inside me.
Jin-woo lets out a low, wicked chuckle, and his hand tightens on my throat. Igris moves just a millimeter, as if he were about to let himself react to his master's slender fingers wrapped around my neck.
But he holds himself firm, head ever so slightly tilted down as he takes in the sight beneath him. The sight of my quivering, glossy eyes peering up at him, and my flushed, swollen lips glistening with a layer of spit.
“Careful, Igris.” Jinwoo warns his subordinate. “We’re not in the arena anymore. You might hurt her if you retaliate here.” He unleashes me from his grip, allowing me to take an unobstructed breath.
“He’s not a fan of my hand around your throat.” Jin-woo whispers into my ear, and pulls out of me suddenly, leaving me empty and aching.
“I won’t hurt her. She’s mine, remember?” Jinwoo speaks nonchalantly, as if he were stating a fact. Reassuring Igris, yet at the same time reminding him that I’m his. I can sense Igris tense—he feels like a ball of kinetic energy, ready to burst.
Jinwoo’s cock prods at me again, and I ready myself for the impact of his thrust. I know it’s going to be brutal. He slams into me with a ruthless smack, making the table beneath me topple onto two legs. My fingers grip onto its corners as I bite my cheek to stifle the moan threatening to rip from my throat.
“Mine to fuck.” Jin-woo growls, and there’s a possessive tone to his voice. He wraps my hair around his fist and yanks my head back. Now I’m forced to stare directly at him. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
That damn question again. He wants me to say it to his face. To make it clear that he owns me and my pussy.
“Yes.” I just barely whisper and feel him ram into me again. “Fuck!”
Igris takes a step toward me, his stare trained down on me. He’s so close to me now, and I’m eye level with his armored crotch. Blood rushes to my face and Jinwoo hisses behind me.
“Soon.” Jinwoo snaps, using the grip he has on my hair to hold me firm as he immediately sets a relentless pace, fucking into me with a vengeance.
“Soon? W-what’s ha-ppening soon?” My voice bounces from his incessant thrusts, and I’m so fucking overwhelmed.
“Igris wants his turn.” Jinwoo growls.
His…turn?
My heart lunges out my chest, and I’m pushed closer towards the edge. The image of Igris actually fucking me is almost too much to handle. If he were to fuck me…oh god. I’m going to cum from just the thought.
“Jinwoo, wait. I—” I moan softly as my legs tremble and my pussy grips his cock. Fuck, I’m going to come already. And Igris is going to watch it happen. “Please, s-slower—or, or, I’m going to—haah—gonna!”
“Yeah? Already?” He huffs, letting his hips snap into me repeatedly, fucking me like he’s angry with me. “Just from the mere thought of my shadow fucking your needy little pussy?”
“N-No!” I deny the truth through a tiny, pathetic cry, fixating on the sight directly in front of me.
The armor guarding Igris’s most prized possession looks tight.
“Show her your face.” Jin-woo orders quickly, huffing and puffing as he ruts into me.
Igris obeys, taking off his helmet and letting it fall to the ground with a clank. I crane my neck to look up at him and I’m met with glowing red eyes.
Hungry, scarred, red eyes, staring down at me like he wants to wreck me.
His hair flows down past his shoulders, a stark white with silver highlights. Christ, he’s more gorgeous than I ever imagined.
And I'm coming…to his face.
“Fu-uck.” I whine shakily and watch Igris’s eyes widen and his angular jaw tense.
“Oh fuck, she’s cumming on my cock, Igris.” Jinwoo grunts and fucks me through every spasm that ripples through me. I writhe and squirm underneath his grip and my eyes fill to the brim with hot tears. “Don’t you wanna feel that?”
Igris’s gaze snaps to Jinwoo’s, and the answer to that question is written all over his beautiful face.
“Shadow exchange.” Jinwoo growls under his breath.
Within moments, Igris fades to black and before me stands the menace himself—the shadow monarch—huge cock in hand with his ominous, glowing eyes shooting freshly sharpened daggers into me.
Then I feel it. A delicious stretch. My still throbbing cunt desperately tries to adjust to Igris’s fat cock. He’s inside me. He’s really fucking inside me. Fuck, it’s so thick and big that I could cry. I really might fucking cry.
I let out a wobbly whimper and force myself to keep still, if I move I think I’ll split open. All I can do is peer up into the luminous eyes that look back down at me with contempt, as I beg him to do something.
“Oh my god. J-Jin. Jinwoo.” I chitter through my teeth and my tears of disbelief finally stain my cheeks. “Jin-woo, he’s really i-inside me.”
“Impressive, mm?” He grunts, breathing heavily. He cups my chin, pads of his fingers sinking into my damp cheeks. He tsks, and a slight smirk tugs at his lips. “I want to be inside you too, darling.”
Jinwoo drives his thumb and pointer finger into my jaw bone, forcing my mouth open. He gives himself a few sloppy strokes before swiping his swollen tip on my lips as if it were lipstick, coating them in my own cum.
“Tongue.” He demands through a breathless groan, and my tongue instinctively darts out, tasting myself on him.
I’m sweet.
“That’s my good girl.” Jin-woo grins, his thumb rubbing my cheek tenderly like some sort of twisted praise.
His attention turns to his second in command, and he takes in the sight of him mounted to me. His cock twitches against my tongue, and my mouth reflexively closes around his mushroomy head.
“Hnng—she’s incredible, isn’t she?” Jinwoo sounds so smug, and for the first time, I hear Igris grunt. “Fuck her good, Igris.”
The force of his first thrust litters my vision with stars, and it pushes me further down onto Jinwoo’s cock all at once. Jinwoo takes an intentional breath to stifle a groan and begins balling my hair into his fist.
My clit definitely has its own fucking heartbeat.
Igris begins thrusting in and out of me like a starved man, shoving himself as deep as my tiny body will allow him. His movements are incessant, laced with desperation. Like he’s been waiting—wanting to do this for a long, long time. He’s fucking into me like he’s never fucked a pussy in his life and the thought of that likely being the truth is making this even hotter.
“Shit, I don’t even need to fuck your throat.” Jinwoo huffs with a smile and stands still, proving his point. “He’s fucking you so hard that your throat is riding my cock.”
Tears stream down my face and my head feels like it’s full of cotton. Am I even breathing? I test it out and hear a gurgling noise that I can only assume came from me. Jinwoo pulls out of me, holding my head in the air and I hear myself heave a loud breath.
“Don’t pass out on us, sweetheart.” Jinwoo’s dark voice echoes and I feel him tap my cheek a few times with his cock. “Come on, you can take us both. Right?”
He slowly sinks his cock down my throat again, inch by inch. I gag and my eyes water, because while he’s doing that, Igris is ramming him into the back of my throat repeatedly.
It’s all too much.
I shake my head and tap Jin’s thigh, and he yanks out of me and I gasp for air. He strokes himself fast, with his hips thrusted into the air and his core flexed. He groans low and long, watching me. Watching us.
“Make her cum.” He speaks quickly, stroking himself harder. Igris pounds into me at a frightening rate and I feel the coil in my core suddenly snap. I let out a filthy moan, loud and languid, from the back of my fucked out throat. “She’s gonna come, Igris.”
I am. I fucking am.
“I’m—I’m cummi—”
Jinwoo stuffs his cock back down my throat with an urgency, hunching over me and fucking my throat like it’s a pussy. His hand snakes down my belly, and his finger barely swipes my pulsing clit. His ghost touch sends me over the edge and I cum so. fucking. hard. My pussy throbs so bad that Igris groans like a dying man and ruts me harder.
“Oh fuck, baby. Yes.” Jinwoo moans, giving me one brutal thrust before emptying himself down my throat.
He grunts from the bottom of his stomach and he holds me for what feels like an eternity on his pulsating cock before tugging me off of him. I cough and sputter, swallowing between sorry attempts at taking a breath.
“Granted.” Jinwoo catches his own breath, and I can’t even speak to ask him what he’s allowing Igris to do to me now. He leans down, caressing my face and brushing my sweaty hair away from my pleading eyes. He plants a tender kiss on my ear and as he pulls away he whispers to me.
“Igris wants permission to breed you. That’s okay, right darling?”
Jin-woo takes a step back and I call for him with my hoarse voice. But he only grins and uses his stealth to fade into thin air, seemingly leaving me alone with the knight commander Igris—the blood red. I feel his metal arm wrap over my chest and his hand grip my shoulder to gain purchase.
“I-Igris.” I nervously and directly acknowledge him for the first time in this entire interaction. “Ple-ase…”
He growls and pulls me off the table and into his hard exterior. My toes cramp from trying to stay on my feet but he’s way too big and I feel myself lifting off the ground. He wraps his other hand around my waist and supports me with ease, fucking me mid-air. I claw at his armour and my legs kick and cross but I’m trapped in his undying grasp.
“Holy shit…Igris!” I cry out, frantic. “Hold on!”
Igris’s rhythm goes sloppy, and he’s trying to force as much of himself inside me as he possibly can. He’s trying to kill me, not breed me. A high pitched squeal splits my quivering lips and I kick a little harder—entirely too overwhelmed and overstimulated.
“T-Too deep! You’re too deep!” My tears stream down my cheeks yet my pummeled pussy weeps for more.
“You’re okay, my princess.” Igris’s deep voice hurls me into my third orgasm and I go limp in his grip, completely dissolving into the pleasure of his cock filling every possible part of me.
He cums with a gruff shout, tightening his arms around me as he stays inside me, stuffing me with cum until I’m queasy.
My vision splits and fades to black and his grip on me fades with it. I hear a hushed sound and feel myself falling. I’m about to slam into the floor. I brace for impact in my fizzled brain yet I don’t feel the hard, cold tile. Rather, a warmth envelopes me, cradling me as I blubber and fail to set any breathing pattern, much less a steady one.
“Shh-shh. Breathe. You did so well, baby.” It’s Jinwoo’s voice, cooing at me, and he holds me close to his warm chest. “You were such a good girl for us.”
I BEG OF YOU PLEASSEEE DO MORE OF AGENT😭😭😭 I MISS HIM
“alright now inmate its time for chow.” you tried to conceal the giggles that erupted from your mouth as best you could as you stood propped against the bedroom doorway.
you had never been one to dress up and or role-play for your “sexy times” but after a conversation with agent where he shared hopes of you two roleplaying you knew you had to try.
his eyes widened as he took in your outfit a sly smirk playing at his lips almost immediately.
“yes maam-i can always eat.” he said playing along with your little charade.
you try to seem serious as you strut over towards him the thin plastic cuffs twirling around your index finger.
“i think ill have to cuff you mister.” you say grabbing his large hands in your own fastening the plastic around his large wrist.
he plays along as you pull him up and lead him out of the bedroom and to the kitchen.
“sit.” you demand pushing him down into the chair. he obliges quietly and sits waiting for your next move.
“so tell me inmate just how hungry are you?” you quiz sitting on the dining table in front of him legs crossed.
“famished.” he mumbles lip going between his teeth. you bite your lip and giggle spreading your legs to reveal you unclothed pussy underneath the little blue uniform skirt.
“perfect.” you smile wrapping your leg around his head and pulling him into your core gasping as his tongue immediately begins its assault on your clit.
instinctively your hand goes to the back of his head to guide his motions.
“thats it, just like that.” you coo as he flattens his tongue against your hole and licks all the way to your clit as he sucks on the sensitive ball of nerves.
your back arches and your toes curls as you grind your hips on his tongue his nose rubbing against your sex with every movement.
“uh huh, yeah thats it- just like that. eat your meal.” you groan lust fogging your every thought as you grip his locks guiding his face down your slickness. his large eyes are looking up and boring into your own and the sight is enough to send your spiraling over the edge
“fuck.” you cry out squirting all over his face. he slurps up most of it tongue still massaging your sex as it laps it.
“ok ok enough.” you say releasing his locks and squeezing your hips closed.
suddenly his hands are wrapping around your thighs, plastic cuffs still around them.
he smirks, “i dont think so maam. aint enough till i said its enough and im still starving.”
content warning — choking, slapping, foreplay, established relationships
a/n — hello everyone and welcome, i hope you enjoy, please stick around for more.
♡︎ madara uchiha
— at least 8.5 inches, all uchiha men give third leg energy
— he’s really loud, he moans, grunts, calls out your name; anyone passing by could probably hear him, he doesn’t have any shame
— he loves cowgirl, he likes women who are strong like him and he enjoys watching you show him how much you could take
— loves to fuck your face after a long day
— he’s not into foreplay and not much of a eater, but his fingers, they’ll make your toes curl everytime
— he is rough, but with care, asking you if you’re okay, how does it feel, are you ready
— he may be a warrior and clan leader but in the safety of his home with his wife, he is a gentleman
— he’s okay at aftercare, it’s usually you catering to him and he tends to you along the way. if you were to run him bath water, he invites you in and you’ll bath each other
“-just like that,” madara grunted, holding your hip, his other hand exploring all over your body. you were grinding your hips, and it mostly only felt good for you, but watching you was enough to keep him hard.
“madara, fuck me harder,” you whined, gasping then laughing in excitement as his hands instructed you to bounce.
“oh baby, rougher please, fuck me like you’re mad at me,” you panted. your lustful words were enough to make him give in.
madara helped you as you continued to bounce, this time, he made sure you felt every inch, moaning louder every time you took all of him. leaning up, he took your nipple in his mouth. your hands tangled in his messy hair, as you held him closer.
“you’re going to make me cum,” you cried to him.
“cum all over me,” he groaned, going back to sucking your breast.
“yesyesyesyesyes, i’m cummimg, i’m cumming,” you cried out, but he pulled you close, kissing your lips and muffling the lucid noises.
you continued to moan, slowly grinding your hips, as he slapped your ass, squeezing it. his seed squirted all over your walls and you didn’t pull him out like usual, just continuing to grind your hips. once you were satisfied and stopped, he pulled himself out, wrapping his arms around your body.
“the others probably heard us, we were so loud,” you shook your head in embarrassment.
“i doubt it, we were louder last time,” he sighed, thinking of last time he came home from a mission and the two of you went at it for hours.
meanwhile, outside of his home, a few clansmen passed the house, all having horrified expressions.
“lord madara is a very passionate man,” one of the young shinobi said, their face crimson.
“we’ll have an heir in no time with those two,” izuna laughed, turning to leave.
♡︎ itachi uchiha
— 7. 5 inches and is on the girthier side
— low airy moans and sweet words
— missionary so he can see your pretty face or riding him, while he hugs you closely
— this man is an eater and a master with his fingers
— he could lick on your beautiful pussy all night, your cum coating his fingers and he would be content
— he doesn't ask for oral but is fine with it if you initiate
— he is incredibly gentle with you, treating you as if you are fragile and could easily break at the slightest touch
— as his health is declining, sex doesn't happen as much as it used to, but when he has the courage and strength, he wants to make sure it is slow and precious, making the night rememberable for both of you
— the aftercare king, you won't have to lift a finger, he will take care of you and everything else
“i’m cumming,” you moaned lowly, your leg lifted onto itachi’s shoulder. he had been at it for almost an hour now. you were past your third orgasm and didn't understand how his tongue had the strength to keep going.
“you’re so sweet, angel,” he complimented, kissing your inner thighs, as your body twitched. as the reaction wore off, he lowered his head, ready to eat some more, but you shook your head, pulling him onto the bed.
“i’m ready for more,” you said, as he kissed your lips. falling backward into the pillows, you watched as he took off his clothing.
“i love you, angel,” he said, kissing your collarbone.
“i love you too,” you cooed, as he kissed your lips next.
pushing his cock into your cunt, you both moaned, before he moved his head to start kissing your neck.
“i don’t want to make love tonight,” you said, catching him off guard.
“i want you to fuck me like you’re mad at me, just this once, a little rougher,” you encouraged, as he hesitantly nodded.
“if it hurts we’ll stop immediately,” he said, as you nodded, biting your lip.
planting his hands on the sides of your head, he began thrusting. your voice getting louder, as you moaned. the bed frame hitting the wall repeatedly. he was thankful that you lived in the small cottage a good distance from anyone so that no one could hear the noises you were letting out.
“do you like that, angel?” he asked, smirking as you nodded, before begging for more.
placing a hand around your throat, he lightly squeezed, as he spread your legs more with his free hand. you could feel your cunt stretching more and more, making room for every inch he had to give and you loved every minute of it.
“are you going to cum for me, princess?”
“yesyesyes, please make me cum on your cock,” you moaned to him, as he continued thrusting, his hair covering his face.
“it feels so good,” you continued, hungrily grinding your hips.
“fuck,” Itachi hissed, grabbing your hips. he was cumming hard.
“i feel all of it, inside of me,” you giggled, grinding your hips more before you came.
“i don't think i’ve ever came that fast before,” he admitted, burying his face in your breast, taking in your scent.
“perhaps we can do it like that more often,” you suggested.
“perhaps, but we’ll have to come up with a safe word,” he offered. he was always thinking of your wellbeing.
“oh itachi”
♡︎ indra ōtsutsuki
— he’s a big dick meanie having about 9 inches
— he is a dirty talker, calling you everything under the sun but a child of god
— he’s a misogynistic and it will show how he talks to you
— doggystyle! he loves backshots so he can push your face further down, spanking your ass until it’s sore
— lightly slapping your face, holding your nose as he fucks your mouth
— he doesn’t really like you, but you’re his wife, meaning that you are meant to be used by him any way that he sees fit, right?
— he is rough, tossing you around like you are nothing but his personal doll
— he isn’t into aftercare, if anything, it is you who should be offering to care for him because it is your role as his wife to cater to him
“lord indra,” you called out, nervously fidgeting with your fingers, as you stood outside his bedroom.
“what is it?” he asked coldly, he sat legs crossed, obviously trying to meditate.
“i wanted to…i wanted to ask if you if-
“spit it out woman,” he scolded.
“i wanted to ask if you could fuck me,” you said, clenching your thighs together. he hadn’t touched you in weeks, despite you being on your best behavior.
“you really are a whore, aren’t you?” he chuckled.
“yes, my lord,” you nodded, as he finally looked at you. your kimono was slightly open, nothing underneath.
“come here,” he tilted his head at you.
hastily you rushed over, falling to your knees, as he stood up. it took all of your willpower to not reach and touch yourself. he looked at you with disgust, but a hint of interest.
“you left your room dressed this way, what if someone else saw you? but you want another man to see your body, don't you?” he roughly grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him.
“no, my lord, i only want you,” you moaned.
“right, to fuck you?”
“yes, my lord, i want you to fuck me like you're mad at me,” you plead, as his thumb brushes against your bottom lip. he didn't say anything, pulling his hand back, before slapping your cheek.
“you slut, you interrupted me to satisfy your sexual urges, i'll make sure to fuck you so hard, you’ll think twice about asking again,” he said, as you nodded.
“please punish me,” you begged, nearly moaning as he tore your kimono open. slapping your breast a few times, he opened his kimono, pumping his pink cock.
“open your mouth, bitch,” he said, thrusting into your warm mouth. humming, he grabbed a handful of your hair.
reaching down to rub your clit, you gasp as he yanked your head backward, slapping your cheek.
“did i say you could touch your pussy?” he said, watching as you quickly moved your hands back up, caressing his abdomen and sides, as he went back to fucking your throat.
you were perfect, taking his length like you were supposed to. he had trained you amazingly, from an inexperienced virgin to a slutty housewife, but he would never tell you that. you didn't need to know that you were doing a good job, it would only go to your head.
instead like always, he pulled out of your mouth, grunting a few times as his cum spilled all over your breast.
“thank you, my lord, it tasted so good,” you praised him, before turning around, putting your face against the floor, your ass in the air. sending a slap to your ass, you winced.
“you have a lot of nerve, you stupid whore, bothering me, i should fuck you until you can't walk,” he frowned, slapping your ass again, then again, and again. the pain mixed with pleasure only made your pussy more wet.
pushing his cock into your wet hole, his hands immediately went to your waist. you moaned, lifting your head, but he slapped your ass, pushing your face back onto the floor.
“your pussy is so wet and tight for me, all mine, only mine if you ever cheat on me, i’ll kill them, all of them, you wait until i’m ready to fuck this little cunt, i don't care how long you have to wait,” he said, thrusting in and out of your sweet pussy.
“y-yes, my lord, only yours,” you struggled to speak, squeezing your kimono. as he sped up his pace, you began pulling away from him, but he held you close, as he kept fucking into you.
“stop running, you wanted this, so take it, bitch,” he ordered.
“it's too much,” you whined.
“you interrupted me about getting fucked and now it's too much, it's too late for all of that,” he said, as you moaned loudly.
“oh, kami, i’m cumming,” you cried, clenching around him, as your body jerked at the sensation.
you were hopeful that he would finally cum inside. you had been married for almost two years with still no heir. asuma told you he has overheard indra tell their father it was because neither of you was ready for it.
pulling out, he pumped himself, grunting as the semen sprayed all over your ass and lower back. pushing away the nerve-wracking voice in your mind, whining about how he had yet to cum in you, you sat on the back of your legs facing him.
“thank you, lord Indra, you’ve been very generous to me,” you bowed, going to stand, when your legs gave out. before you could hit the floor, his hand guilelessly went to your waist, catching you.
“sorry,” you nervously laughed.
“you can stay tonight,” he said, his face showing no emotions.
“really?” you smiled, excited.
“i need a bath, and you do too, so crawl,” he said, watching as you nodded, actually crawling to the bathroom.
he could forget at times how much he secretly enjoyed having a dumb slutty wife.
♡ obito uchiha
— 8 inch loverboy
— a whimpering mess, he is touch starved and now that he has someone who loves him as much as he loves them, he easily becomes a mess
— this man is a freak, he is doing any and everything, as long as he gets to do it with you
— loves early morning blowjobs, tasting your pretty pussy, mutual masturbation, he just wants to touch and be touched by you
— he is versatile, sometimes he is gentle, sometimes he is manhandling your body
— he loves foreplay and is always willing to try new things, you want to try anal, he will make sure the prep is perfect, you want to roleplay? he’ll even dress up as whatever if you ask
— he never thought aftercare was important until he got with you and now he caters to you
— behind the villain is a soft boi who just wants to love you and treat you like the queen you are
“you scared me,” you jumped, noticing obito. he still wasn’t used to you living with him and oftentimes appeared without making his presence known.
“sorry, love,” he said, taking off his cloak, watching as you approached him from behind, wrapping your arms around his waist.
“how was your day?”
“i accomplished a few things, you?”
“boring and lonely,” you pouted, as he turned to face you, his hand going down to cup your ass.
“maybe i can help fix that, now that i’m here?” he proposed.
“please do”
“how can i help with this boredom and loneliness?”
“fuck me”
“is that all?”
“fuck me like you're mad at me,” you tried biting back your smile, as you stared into his dark eyes.
“anything for you,” easily tearing off your nightgown, his hands explored your body. perfect, everything about it was perfect. no one could make his cock as painfully hard as you.
lifting you into his arms, your legs going around his waist instantaneously. pumping himself a few times, he aligned with your entrance, before letting your cunt pull him in deeper. throwing your head back, you held him close as he kissed along your neck.
“you ready, baby?” he asked, smirking as you nodded.
“yes,” you moaned breathlessly.
without another word, with a firm hold on your thighs, began thrusting into you. your eyes rolled back as he fucked you as if you were nothing but a whore to him. nodding your head, you opened your mouth, tongue out, letting obito spit into your mouth.
“just like that, i love it,” you cried, before smashing your lips into his own.
“you're so tight baby, you're squeezing me,” he whimpered, as you dragged your tongue along his jaw.
“cum inside of me, as many times as you want,” you moaned, your voice getting louder as he sped up.
“fuck yeah,” you laughed, throwing your head back, as he slapped your ass.
“i’m about to cum,” he told you.
“wait for me, we'll go together,” you cried, placing wet kisses along his shoulder, as you both moaned, drunk with horniness.
“right there, i’m cumming,” you whined and finally he released, filling you up.
“hm, so good,” you exhaled, feeling almost refreshed.
“i didn't hurt you, did i baby?” he asked, worriedly.
“no, you were amazing,” you kissed his lips, as his cock fell out of your creamy pussy.
“good,” he said, feeling better after having your reassurance.
“obito”
“yes baby?”
“take me to bed,” you whispered, your eyes burning with lust.
“yes, my love”
♡︎ sasuke uchiha
— 8 inches, i don't make the rules, he's tall, slender, and quiet, meaning it’s heavy
— he's unsurprisingly quiet, but small whimpers and groans will escape his mouth sometime
— he has your legs folded like a pretzel, in the mating press, he has to restore his clan after all
— keeps his shirt on because he's self-conscious, but likes it when you touch him
— likes sucking your breast while he rubs your clit or you jerk him off while kissing him, but he isn't into oral
— incredibly sweet and gentle, while showing his strength
— he knows his redemption won't happen overnight and being more loving to you than before is very important to him
— he isn't the best at aftercare, but with your words of encouragement and instructions, he will get better
“i’ve missed you,” he said lowly, standing in the doorway, he had come home just as you had gotten out of the shower. the fluffy towel still around your body.
“i’ve missed you too,” you smiled. he had been trying so hard to communicate more.
slowly, he approaches you, swiftly lifting you with his arm. his hand resting under your ass, while you held onto his shoulders, peppering his face with kisses. he was still as strong as ever.
“want to know what else i’ve missed since you’ve been away?” you smirked as he nodded.
“your big cock, i miss you fucking me like a slut, do you miss that?”
“yes,” he whispered, his breathing getting heavier.
“are you too tired tonight? i need you so badly, i want to fuck me like you’re mad at me,” you bit your lip. your pussy was already leaking.
“never,” he said and before you could speak again, you were already being gently placed on the bed.
opening your towel, sasuke straddled your lap, taking his cloak off, revealing the gray shirt underneath. leaning down, he lapped his tongue over your nipple. using his hand to pinch the other. reaching down, you unbuttoned his pants, but when you reached for his shirt, he reached for your hand.
“no”
“it’s okay, you’re with me,” you encouraged him, as he hesitantly nodded. unbuttoning his shirt, you opened it but left it on.
taking out his cock, your walls clenched at the heaviness of it. the girth, the length, the visible veins, as he stroked himself. the precum already leaking out. once hard enough, his thumb went to your clit, rubbing a little, before he pushed himself into your wet tight hole.
“yes baby, just like that,” you moaned, as he lifted your legs, crossing them, before pushing himself all the way in.
“so beautiful,” he mumbled.
“you’re making me so wet, keeping going, you’re fucking me so good,” you whined to him, reaching to touch his toned abdomen.
you were already creaming all over him, as he kept going in and out. he was thankful that your eyes were shut because you couldn't see him place the kisses along your feet and ankles. he was disappointed in himself, the fact that it took all this time, for him to finally cherish you and now he couldn't get enough of you.
“ah, sasuke, i’m so close,” you said, your legs shaking, as he held them folded together.
your walls repeatedly clenched around him, as he let out a series of uneven grunts. he was close and he didn’t even know if you wanted him cumming inside. shaking under him, you began to unravel, coating his cock with your juices.
“shit,” he hissed, about to pull out, when you quickly wrapped your legs around his waist.
“cum inside,” you moaned, biting your lip, as he filled you up.
with every drop of his seed released, your legs fell, and you smiled tiredly batting your lashes at him. pulling him onto the bed, you kissed as if you'd never see each other again.
“lord seventh has to stop sending you on so many missions, this house is so lonely without you,” you pouted, playing with the ends of his hair.
“maybe…maybe having a child around could keep you some company, until i am home?” he struggled to say, his face burning in embarrassment.
“you want a baby?”
“with you,” he added on, a small nod.
“then we have to get really busy-
“we can start tonight,” he interrupted, motioning for you to sit on his lap. you were in for a long night.
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Synopsis: Your stalker played the right cards and was able to get you to himself in the famous House of Mirrors.
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Warning: mind-breaking, spanking, stand and carry position, slight choking, hair pulling, dacryphilia, squirting, Late 30’s!Takeomi, mirror sex obvi, pet names (little mouse, baby, good boy), dirty talk, impregnating, edging, Jacob’s ladder piercing. Yes, Takeomi has a Jacob’s ladder piercing, it fits his character and I said so!
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The House of Mirrors has been a personal favorite of yours to spend time alone. But only this time, you weren’t alone.
Your breath hitched as you extended your hands out in front of you to keep from smacking into the mirrors.
“Little mouse..you better run..” the unfamiliar voice echoes. The mirrors were reflecting the man’s appearance, so it was hard to pinpoint his exact location.
“Let’s play a game. If I catch you, I fuck you~ Wouldn’t that be fun?” He teased, you could hear it in his voice he was smirking under his mask. You whimpered in fear, if you wanted a fright you would’ve gone inside the haunted house like everyone else. But you felt that would’ve been more trouble.
You duck and weave, paranoid that he may try to throw items at you to slow you down. You can hear him carrying something heavy. It must be what he had planned to kill you.
You felt your eyes tear up at just the thought of it. The stone-like material dragged across the floor was making your anxiety level up, bit by bit. You were scared you would break out into a panic attack.
“Don’t cry I’ll make sure to go easy on your first baby, but I can’t say the same for what I’ll do afterward” he chuckled, the man known as, Takeomi, felt his erection getting harder. He needed to find you now before it got to the point where he couldn’t walk appropriately.
You sucked in a breath you didn’t realize that he heard you crying. You shivered as you heard his voice nearing you.
Your mind was running all over the place as all you saw were mirrors either reflecting your stalker or yourself. And you just wanted a way out. It didn’t help that your expression looked scared. It didn’t make you feel better at all.
You weren’t paying attention enough and bumped into a glass mirror. Letting out a hiss in pain as some glass fell to the floor. Looking into the mirror, you have a piece of glass sticking out of a wound on your temple. The cut wasn’t deep at all but it was stubborn. Blood dripped down the side of your face. But you kept it pushing.
Your hands flew in all types of directions as you stayed alert.
Takeomi walked in front of the mirror you crashed into. “Ahh little mouse did you hurt yourself?” He examined the corner of the mirror that had shards of glass missing. Before looking at the floor to see the missing pieces and a few drops of blood. “I apologize, I’ll make you feel all better, promise”.
You swallow a sob that is threatening to escape. You needed to stay strong and you didn’t want to panic. But you couldn’t take it. You knew how big the house of mirrors was, and how long it usually took to complete it.
And they don’t usually require as many employees as the haunted house. Only some waiting at the entrance and exit outside. You know how they are probably high off their asses since their job doesn’t require much involvement.
Almost immediately you could’ve sworn you saw the glowing red sign of the exit. Hope shining in your eyes, but just like that it was taken for you. When a hand snatched your wrist dragging you further and further away. Until the big red exit sign was only just a blur.
“Let go!” You cried, the dragging finally stopped and you crashed into what felt like a brick wall. You hissed very loudly as you collided on the injured side of your face. “Dammit!, sorry little mouse. Guess I was a little too rough with you” he chuckled. Rubbing near the area of your injury.
You placed your hand on the brick wall to cause some distance until the bricks felt bulky and warm. Looking up, it was your stalker’s abdomen. You took two steps back, just how fucking rip was he!?
You never knew someone's abs could be so hard that they felt like a brick wall. (Nanami reference anyone 👀)
“We’re gonna fix this injury of yours” Takeomi cooed ignoring your attempts to get away from him.
“I can fix it myself” you murmured, slowly pulling away from him. Creating distance in personal space. Your body was trembling as you struggled to look the man in the face. “What’s the matter (reader)?” He questioned, leaning forward so his face was only inches from yours. His mask slowly slipped off, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost”.
You clenched your thighs together, at the sudden face reveal. Holy fuck! He looked older but with his appearance, it looked as if he could pull it off. His voice sounded different in the mask but with it off, it’s clear his voice is deep but more so as if he smokes.
The scar that ran across the right side of his face. You sucked in a breath. His build was tall but slender, you guessed he had much of a sleeper build from the way his muscles were bulging from his compression shirt.
He had black and blond colored hair that was tied back in a half-up half-down. You get your legs quaking. As you pondered on your dignity.
Takeomi raised his eyebrow at your sudden stillness until he noticed your lower body quivering. And how you stubbornly tried to keep your thighs close. A smirk pulled its way onto his face, as he let out a deep chuckle. You smelled a hint of cigarettes on his breath and were ready to risk it all.
“If I knew I had this effect on you I would’ve stalked you down sooner” Your face fell when heard him say that. He’s the one that’s been stalking you…you just thought they were spicing things up in the festival this year. They did add in that new ride and added a new haunted house specifically 18+ as it would be too scary for kids under 18.
All those times you thought it was your ex-fling upset that you ghosted them, you're getting your house broken into. Different items of yours are stolen. Someone sending you those beautiful glitter (fav/color) roses. Even roses are singularly wrapped in hundred-dollar bills. That guy harassing you when you got off work getting his truck towed. And vandalized. Your next-door neighbor getting sent to the hospital after his late-night hookup after you’ve complained over and over about how loud he is. He ended up with an arm in a cast and him in a wheelchair. You could go on and on about the weird things your stalker has done.
But who would’ve known, he’s here right in front of you.
Your mouth felt dry. Which is a shocker, for one.
Not even a minute ago you were salivating over this man. And his gruff appearance now you don’t know what to feel, all you have now is mixed feelings.
“But everything happens for a reason hmm?” Takeomi leaned towards you more, his lips pressing against your glossed ones. Taking the opportunity while you were still frozen in shock. “Mhmm” he moaned, leaning more into the kiss. Placing his hands on your waist.
By the time you snapped back into reality, Takeomi practically ate your fruit punch-flavored gloss off your lips.
He guided you backward until you pressed against one of the mirrors. Trapping you, as he had his hand against your jaw. Forcing your mouth open to slip his tongue inside. “Ahh~” you moaned, surprised as he was easily able to get the upper hand. His hand snaked its way to your throat. Gripping your airway loosely, leaning his forearm behind you against the glass.
You hand your hands gripping his bicep not being able to keep up with how his tongue was reaching damn near every corner of your mouth. You whined, knowing that you couldn’t just pull away.
Finally, the kiss broke as his lips trailed down to your jaw where he eventually began making his mark on your neck/chest, for all to see. His hands traveled down your body until he reached your thighs. Squeezing them as some of the flesh still to escape in between his fingers.
Whatever was happening was a shock to you, you got the House of Mirrors. As a silly little tradition, you do it by yourself. Just to have someone chasing you who turned out to be your crazy stalker. And now you're about to fuck him?
You let out a gasp when you felt yourself being picked up, at first all you saw was Takeomi’s chest. Next, you were as tall as the mirror. Hell if you were bumped higher enough you can see all over the other mirrors.
“Oh fuck! Wait-” Takeomi was peppering kisses all over your chest that peaked out of your low-cut shirt. “Take it off” he demanded in a mumbled gruff voice, your eyes widened a bit. “I’m not taking off my shirt- aren’t there security cameras?” you questioned. Now beginning to wonder if anyone noticed him chasing you down before. Or if anyone was monitoring the cameras.
“I don’t like repeating myself,” he said sternly, you felt a chill go up your spine with the way he maintained eye contact with you when he said that. You huffed reaching down for the hem of your shirt before taking it off. Tossing it on the floor, you looked at Takeomi. Scared that if you broke eye contact you would make things harder than they need to be.
You felt the straps of your bra slowly slide down your shoulders, it was only then that you noticed that the small tension on your back was gone. When did this motherfucker undo your bra!?
Takeomi chuckled at your face. “You gonna make me take this off too” you gestured to the long flowy skirt you were wearing. You considered it long since it covered the view of your thighs.
“No the skirt stays on” Takeomi snaked his hands under your skirt to your crotch to slip your panties to the side. You jumped when you felt him rub your glistening slit. It made him groan from how wet you are for him already. Even if you were trying to deny it.
“What’s the word little mouse, gonna let me fuck your sweet pussy?” he looked at you with that slick smirk on his handsome face. If it weren’t for your current situation you would’ve slapped that smirk off his face.
But you must admit defeat.
Rocking your hips in the air, feeling a whisk of the cold air as you whined. You slowly lean your head back against the mirror. “Please fuck me” you whined, reaching your hand down in hopes of finding the zipper to his pants. Wanting him inside of you as quickly as possible.
“Wanna feel your cock dragging against my walls as you fuck me dumb” you continued, zipping down his pants. Biting your lips when you got his pants unbuttoned. Before you could do anything else you were pressed back flat against the mirror behind you. Looking down at Takeomi who was now eye level with your tits, looked up at you with lust visible in his eyes. “You have no fucking idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that” he groaned, grabbing the fat of your ass. He angled his hips with yours.
His cock was free, good thing you couldn’t see it, if you did you would’ve been bolted and let him kill you instead. It was girthy in a way that would leave a good stretch, hell it’ll probably shape your pussy to fit his cock only. It curved to the right a bit. The veins were faint but they were there. And the main reason why you would’ve bolted was the Jacob's ladder piercing he had on his cock. He didn’t want to scare you, at least not yet.
Takeomi’s hips slammed with yours, your mouth dropping into an ‘o’ in surprise. The immediate build-up of tears blurred your vision as you struggled to understand what you were feeling. You were in complete bliss, also a it of pain, and you were confused. You moved your lips but nothing came out. Takeomi enjoyed you struggling while you struggled to pick a reaction.
Finally, you bit your lip again letting out a few of the tears run free as you let your head rest on Takeomi’s neck. Your hands gripping his shoulders as if it were a stress ball. Takeomi didn’t mind, he probably couldn’t even feel it. His head was too wrapped up in the way your pussy feel around his cock instead.
He let out breathy moans. Feeling you clench and unclench around him as you tried to get used to his shape. He’s surprised you haven’t cursed him out yet for the piercing.
You would later but right now you couldn’t. Takeomi felt great splitting your pussy open but something was wrong, shifting your hips a bit. It finally dawned on you as your eyes widened. This motherfucker had a piercing. You felt your breathing pick up as your mind ran wild. You’ve never slept with someone who had a piercing down there. If the opportunity was ever open you would immediately decline. Not wanting the piercing to harm you.
But fuck, this felt so good. And he hasn’t even moved yet. The piercings felt like he was cheating. Yea, you said you wanted to be fucked dumb, but now he is.
Takeomi slowly pulled out and rocked his hips with yours. Wanting you to get used to his size. If he wanted to fuck you dumb he would be. But because he knew you haven’t come across anyone like him. So the least he can do is to give you a little warmup.
You were a whimpering, moaning mess as you dug your face deeper into his neck. “Ekk!” you squeaked feeling his tip penetrate against your cervix. Tonight’s gonna go by a lot faster than you thought.
“Takeomi, please! It’s too much! Ohh~” you moaned, your eyes were lulling to the back of your head. As Takeomi’s cock reached deeper and deeper as if he didn’t have a designated destination. Once every few thrusts his tip would glaze over your cervix, and all that would leave you is whimpers in slight fear of how he’ll abuse your pussy once he was able to push past it.
You were clawing at his back, desperate to get away but needing something to hold on tight to at the same time. Takeomi was guiding you up and down his, your pussy gushing with more of your essence when he stimulated your clit.
Looking into the mirror behind you he saw your reflection through another mirror that was facing your direction. And god, you looked like a bitch in heat. Takeomi swears he could cum from your facial expressions alone.
Takeomi’s cock felt so good dragging itself against your walls, it was forcefully shaping you to remember every curve and vein. You loved it. And his Jacob’s ladder piercing was just the cherry on top. If there was an estimated time for when you're supposed to be on cloud nine. You were pretty sure you went over the time limit.
Takeomi grabbed your hair pulling your head back, earning a yelp from you. “Don’t cum until I tell you to” was all he said before letting go of your hair.
Right as he said that you felt your orgasm building up as you whimpered in fear. I guess all those times he watched you touch yourself he must know the time span to when you usually cum.
“B-but I have to cum now” You tightened your grip on his back, starting to feel worried he’ll drop you.
“Hold. It.” His tone said enough, as you hid your face away. Takeomi pulled out, rubbing his tip over your glistening wet folds.
He slowly thrust inside of you, giving you long and slow strokes. Pulling out until his tip was the only thing inside of you before starting his slow thrusts. It was torture, you feel everything. He was doing this on purpose, knowing how much more pleasure it gives you. It felt as if he was trying to break you and you’ll admit it was starting to work. At his sudden change of pace, your orgasm stopped building and instead decreased.
You wanted to whine and yell at him, but you rather not. Not wanting to face the unknown consequences if you did.
Takeomi threw his head back, finally taking the time to feel your pussy getting ready to cum. It made him want to cum with you on the spot. The way you pulsed around the base of his cock. And you clenched the shit around him but you couldn’t help it. Feeling your orgasm approaching, knowing there was probably nothing you could do to stop it.
“Baby please let me cum. I-I've been a good girl, I’ll let you do anything to me please just let me cum” you desperately cried. Feel trickles of your orgasm slowly escaping from in between your legs.
Moving his hands behind your knees, Takeomi pulled you higher, but the sudden change of position put only a little bit of distance between you both. You didn’t have a chance to be confused yet, before you felt Takeomi pounding into you, his balls slapping your ass.
Takeomi’s piercing giving never before pleasure, you said fuck it and came anyway. “C-Cummming!” You whined, your body trembling uncontrollably as you squirted. Your eyes crossed as Takeomi didn’t bother to stop his ruthless pace. You tried to talk but all that came out was babbles, not even remembering what you wanted to say in the first place.
Takeomi looked up at you as he slowly began to suck on your tit, groaning feeling you wet his cock with your juices. You were a gushing mess that he couldn’t even be mad at you for disobeying him.
You didn’t know if you were going crazy but all you felt was Takeomi’s Jacob’s ladder piercing weighing down your gummy walls feeling it. You jerked forward as you felt a hand repeatedly slap your ass, making you straighten your body more.
“Bad, bad girl. Can’t listen to simple directions. Didn't I say not to cum. Was I fucking your pussy too good that you couldn’t help it” he teased as he rolled your nipple against his tongue. You helplessly nodded, starting to cry again. The overstimulation begins to take a toll on your body. “Please cum-“ “Takeomi” “huh?” You asked confused, “Names Takeomi little mouse, should’ve told you sooner. Would’ve enjoyed hearing you bitch and moan on your cock”. You only nodded, not understanding most of his words as felt like on the brink of consciousness.
“Ta-Takeomi” god you sounded so fucking hot saying his name so helplessly, “Please cum I don’t know how much my pussy can take”. Deciding not to be mean he agreed.
“Better hold on,” he said. Your vision was just black as you shut your eyes close. As you felt the rough abuse you were experiencing on your push, who knew how much better a damn dick piercing can make sex. You did now, and you don’t even wanna turn back.
“Wa-wait right there, want you to cum inside of me. Been such a good boy to me, the least I can do” you pleaded, as Takeomi changed the angle of his hips.
His cock thrusting past your g-spot and to your cervix where he was penetrating the entrance. You were beginning to slowly grow limp in his arms. “Hold on little mouse almost there” he assured. Feeling the knot in his stomach tighten at the same time as your pussy.
Gripping his shoulder you screamed into Takeomi’s neck as you came the hardest you’ve ever done in your life. All you saw was white before it started to turn black.
His cockhead fully made it slip past your cervix and into your womb where Takeomi spilled a hearty load of his cum. Even though you couldn’t see yourself, Takeomi did through the double reflection, watching your eyes roll to the bag of your head again. At the warm feeling of him pumping you full of his cum.
It was an oddly nice feeling.
Pulling away slowly you were trying to catch your breath but that was taken from you when Takeomi slammed his lips with yours. This time the both of you fully enjoyed the kiss, as it was much more intimate. As both of you were still joined.
It took a while but Takeomi was finally able to get you situated. And he did it all with a huge grin on his face. Takeomi had your hand in his as he led you to the exit, the red glowing sign was coming back into view.
Leaving the exit, a group of the workers were busy having a smoke session. And had to do a double-take when they saw you. They remember you walking in by yourself and not with Takeomi at all. They don’t know if they’ve ever seen this man before, period.
“Hey is she okay?” one of them asked, pointing at you. Guess you can say your appearance was still a bit disheveled. “She’s fine, she got lost in the house. But I was able to find her way out. She’s just a little shaken” Takeomi lied.
Leading you away from the House of Mirrors and all you could do was follow him. As you were in no state to drive home yourself. Guess you got to leave it all to your stalker as you’ve already done tonight.
Authors Note: I fell asleep 3 times between 10:20 and 12:40 on the smut part. So if you get confused or awkward that’s why. Hope ya’ll enjoyed this!
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⤷Description: How they are in bed
⤷Characters: Rindou Haitani, Kokonoi Hajime, Manjiro Sano, Inui Seishu, Ran Haitani, Shuji Hanma, Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Mitsuya Takashi, Chifuyu Matsuno
⤷Warnings: Use of pet names ie: Bunny, kitten, baby ect, edging, dirty talk, p in v, oral (f & m) , creampies, breeding, breath play, cockwarming, semi-public mentioned
⤷Words: 2.1k
↘Requests are open
a/n: no mention of skin color & no hair texture or color. All of my content is made with plus sized readers in mind. MNDI 18+ CONTENT.
Rindou Haitani would just be such a tease in bed. He has a big dick and knows exactly how to use it. Having been with him for as long as you have he knew exactly what made you tick. His hands would wander your frame, seemingly absentmindedly. He loved the feeling of your skin against the palm of his hand. Marking your skin, leaving hand prints that always served as reminders. Grabbing you by the hips pulling you back down on his cock as he gives you such a cocky smirk. Making you clench around his cock a cry of his name leaving your lips as you gripped his forearms. "such a cute little bunny, gripping me so nicely. You feel so good my pretty starlight" Rindous voice was silky smooth, it almost made you come undone on the spot. Chest rising and falling as if in sync of his thrusts, he was relentless with them. He adored you, he loved you. He wanted to be deep in your needy cunt all the time. Rindou needed to hear your breathy whimpers and cries, he craved it. Slams of his hips and needy whines fell from both of your lips “take it, take all of me my little bunny” he grunts out as he loses himself within your fluttering walls.
Kokonoi Hajime is a menace in bed. He will either between your legs for hours, or edge you on his cock for hours. Or both, which is even worse. If he's feeling neglected, he will make sure the whole day is spent inside you and beside you. He would always start with eating out your sweet pussy. Kokonoi would be sure you were fully prepped for him. He didn't care how many times you had to come, he loved how messy you got. Kokonoi lived for how you would beg for his cock, how needy you got. Not that you weren't satisfied from his tongue and fingers alone, but sometimes, feeling his cock sliding in and out of your already sensitive heat just made it all the more satisfying. Slow thrusts sliding in and out of your needy and abused cunt. The wet sound of your pussy echoed in the room as your whines filled the empty spaces between the pants and grunts falling from Kokos lips. “Such a good girl, aren't you princess. Lost count how many times I've came in this sweet pussy of yours. She's so good for me. Takin’ me so sweet angel” Kokonoi leans over your frame as he pressed a sloppy kiss against your lips as he emptied himself into you once more.
Manjiro Sano has lost a lot, which in turn; makes him needy. Meaning he hates being away from you. He will have you wrapped up in his arms at all times. He's like a lost puppy. Cockwarming at night, nuzzled deep inside your warm cunt. He loved it there. Manjiro would have his hands on your tits and his face in the crook of your neck. Waking up to subtle ruts against you, feeling the slight thrusts stirring you awake. “G’mornin babydoll, I couldn't help myself, jus’ feel so good” His voice was gravely from not having been used and slurring together from the feeling already. He loved how he wakes you up, and you weren't about to complain. Thrusting your hips back against him as a needy whine slipped from your lips reaching back to slot your lips against his own, tugging on the strands of his hair needing more of him. You needed him just as much as he needed you. Hand tangled in his hair, feeling his lips against your exposed skin, he was extra whiny in the morning, however at night he was a different animal. Manjiro would fuck you to sleep, hips snapping against yours, pushing against him trying to create some distance. “Too much, can't take anymore” You cried out, too exhausted to do anything else. “You got one more kitten, come on, give me one more” his hand trailed up your body wrapping his hand around your throat as he gave it a gentle squeeze. Making your head fuzzy, creaming once more around his cock.
Inui Seishu.. He does shit just to get a rise out of you. Will push your buttons till you're acting out just to put you back in your place. That's how you ended up there, head pressed against the desk, hand coming between your thighs giving your needy clit a few taps with his cock. “Oh you want me inside your needy cunt baby? No no, kitten you're the one who acted out. It's okay, I'm sure it'll teach you a lesson” Inui is so cocky about it. Looming over your body with such a sweet smile but his eyes told a different story. Leaning forward as he began rolling his hips against your own making sure his cock head passes your clit each time, pressing a hard kiss against your lips before leaning back giving you such a cocky smirk. Using his thumb and finger opening your mouth spitting directly between your lips “Gods princess, so goddamn pretty like this” He grunted out throwing his head back hands coming to the front of your thighs using them as anchors to pull you back against him, as he slipped inside.
Ran Haitani loves loves loves waking you up with his head between your legs, and loves even more when you wake him up with your mouth wrapped around his cock. Peering up at him through your lashes as his face contorts to pleasure as needy whines crawled at his throat. Brows furrowing together his purple eyes finally meeting yours as a sleepy smile coming to curl at his lips as he blinks at you a few times “Shit Dove, you're so good fa’me” He slurred and drags out as his back arches a bit, feeling your fingers coming to his balls to message them. Seeing the saliva pooling around the base of his cock. Ran gripped your hair pulling you off his cock a gasp leaving your lips as he did. “Babygirl, hands and knees I need to be inside of your needy little cunt. As much as I love coming down your throat I need to be inside you.” He practically begs. Rans so needy for you.
Wakasa Imaushi was lazy, it's not like he didn't love being with you, nor wanted you all the time. However he was so lazy when it came to sex. He loved watching you put in the work. Watching you bounce on his cock, or when he stopped moving and having to thrust yourself on his cock when his hands just rested on your hips. “You can do it angel, if you wanna come so bad, you can do it yourself.” He cooed, his voice slow. It could get out alone. You both knew that. Or when you were both in the bath he could have you sit right on his cock, slow thrusts as he took his time with you. Kisses trailing your body as his hand came to pitch and tug on your bud. Other hand having trailed between your thighs rubbing slow circles against your clit. I loved hearing the soft pants and gentle whimpers of his name. “Such a good girl for me, my pretty beloved.” He loved it slow, he would stay with you like this for the rest of his life and be content.
Shinichiro Sano has such a daddy kink, he raised his siblings on top of their friends. He always wanted a family and loves them so much. Having been together for a while, and it being a topic of conversation already he jumped as soon as he could. Hands on the backs of your thighs as he pushed them even closer to your head seemingly impossibly so. “Hold them for me, I need to be deep, I want it to take” Shinichiro didn't know what he was even talking about. All he knew is that he needed to be pressed right against your cervix, he would turn you upside down if he needed to, to ensure it would take. “Sucking me in so deeply angel. Such a good pussy as if she wants this as much as I do. Pretty pussy wants me to make you a mommy” He graveled as his head hung, hips rolling so deliciously deep. Round after round, he was sure he didn't have anything else to give you, his cock was so sensitive body was screaming at him to stop. He couldn't, if he didnt give all of himself to you, it wouldn't happen. “F-Fuck princess one more I pr-promise.” and who were you to deny him such a pretty request?
Mitsuya takashi loves fucking you in his studio. You came in to try on some of his new designs made just for you. Some are more relieving than others. Just for him. Knees bent as the tape measure long forgotten as he gripped the plush of your thighs pushing his tongue deeper into your needy hole. Hands tangled in his hair pulling at the duel toned strands. Legs shook trying to keep yourself upright. Whimpers fell from your lips as you leaned against the wall hoping that it would be enough to support you. Mitsuya slurped and lapped your pussy. Pretty fingers trailed up your thigh as he slowly slid them inside of your tight cunt. “So needy, pretty girl, look at you all shaky and I've barely done anything yet. Doing so good for me aren't you babygirl.” He looked up at you between your plush thighs and gave you his classic good boy smile, just as his fingers curled against your walls watching your head roll back as he found that spongy spot. A chuckle leaves his lips as he sucked harshly against your clit. “That's right princess, come on my fingers, you can do it” Your arousal dripped down his hand, so much for your measurements.
Chifuyu Matsuno was not picky where he fucked you. He could fuck you in the pet shop, in the bed, in the car, but he loved it when you were making breakfast. Watching your hips sway as you made the both of you food. Dancing around in one of his shirts and your panties that barely covered anything. Bending over to take the biscuits out from the oven, it really sent him over the edge. He would come up behind you, gripping you by your hips. “Such a cute kitty, smells good baby” Chifuyu breathed as his lips ghosted over your neck sending a shiver down your spine. His hand trailed up the shirt, groping your chest as the other one slid down cupping your stomach pushing you back against him more. Feeling his hardening cock rubbed against the crease of your ass. Nodding at him as if to give permission his hand trailed down more gripping and pawing at your skin before he slipped into your panties “Oh kitty you're so wet for me” He teased as his skilled fingers rubbed your bud. Lips trailing your neck to your shoulder. “It's like she's purring for me, you hear that princess?” His mouth was dirty behind closed doors, and that was the Chifuyu you knew best.
Hanma Shuji was mean, mean, mean. Usually anyways however this time he was unbearably needy. He was your ex after all, “yeah baby your needy pussy always remembers me huh” He cooed out as he gripped your ass only for an inked hand coming to slap the already abused skin. Pressing his body weight against yours against the dirty bar sink. You surely were going to regret this later but the pleasure and lust that riddled your body made it hard to think. Surely going to blame it on the amount of alcohol that was consumed. “Please Shuji I need more I need you” You cried out, obvious to the volume of your voice. Each one of your pleas fog his mind with uncontrollable lust. Golden irises drowning in it. He groans deep and loud eyes rolling back as his head is thrown back. Before leveling you with a look through a half lidded gaze hand coming to grip your face to look into his eyes. “Such a needy bitch aren't ya” He purred, slamming his hips into yours. Moans and pleas fell from your lips like a prayer, nails digging into his shoulders as he groaned at the sting of your nails against his back pain mixing with the pleasure in just the way he loves.
HEYYY YALL IM BACK FROM NOT POSTING CAUSE I HAD ZERO IDEAS BUT SINCE IM A HOBIE LOVER HERES ONE
Warnings/Tags- unprotected sex, creampie, tittie play, biting , HEAVY details , rough sex , praise , virgin reader , smut with barely no plot , use of the n word and slut , mention of spanking . Sorry for any minor spellings I’ll fix it later
Please don’t read if your not of age you can get me and you in trouble. BUT HAVE FUN GUYS
I wanted him to pin me down on the bed i begged and planned this remember?
“Get on your knees now “
“ hobie please im sorry I won’t do it again i promise “ i pleaded on the floor crying after breaking one of his favorite chokers and trying to hide it. The other girls outside of the door listening.
“ you know y/n your the only virgin slut i have that I haven’t fucked since I got so maybe todays your day huh princess what do you say you
A : take a hard spanking from me while having your hands tied behind your back and a vibrator in that nice pussy of yours
or you
B : take my cock from behind while having slow hot sex while I stretch out that nice and tight ass of yours ? “ he says laying out a black leather belt on his lap
“ I choose b “
“ hmmm amazing choice now take off those slutty clothes and get on the bed for me hmm?” Hobie says walking around to put the belt back and than I felt him behind me that’s when EVERYTHING changed that night
On a cold night with the moonlight shining though the window his clothes half way off his back and muscles showing looking me dead in the eyes than kissing my neck slowly while telling me I'm all his and that he'll never leave me alone until the day we die , holding one of my legs on his waist biting my neck than placing a soft but a deep and passionate kiss on my lips while I wrap my arms around his neck never letting him go , his hands trailing up my shirt.
Whispering slowly into my ear If I was sure I wanted this he knew I wanted him for the longest so of course I said yes.
he takes off his shirt fully while forcing my head to look at him in the eyes, I was embarrassed it was my first time ever having sex than he helps me remove my clothes while slowly kissing my neck and playing with my breast , biting deep but soft into my neck forcing a moan out of me. He moves one of my legs to the side while rubbing circles on my sensitive spot
" you like it don't you l've been waiting so long to taste you baby " he whispered into my ears while taking off his pants I could feel him getting hard I wanted him to just fuck me already but I had to be patient , the things he could do to me .
" your gonna take my dick like a good girl right? Hmm?"
“ hobie please- “
He bits down on my neck again “ I didn’t ask for you to beg or plead I asked for an answer “
“ yes “ i whispered
“ speak up! I can’t hear that sexy voice of yours baby “
“ Yes! “ I yelled letting him know I was serious about taking him
“ aww that’s my girl I like it when you yell out yes”
Hobie’s phone rings and it’s miles on the line
“ yo miles ill be a while bruv i have something nice and tight waiting for me to finish them “
He hangs up the phone and turns his attention to me “ I hope you know that ‘ nice and tight ‘ thing is you “
He turns me around face flat on my stomach sliding his cock in my ass aggressively, i yelled out in pain he didn’t even give me the chance to think after that. He starting humping me aggressively all the lube he put in my ass sliding out , wet sounds from his dick hitting my ass and the lube mixed it’s like he’s taking out all his pent up aggression out on me.
“ fu-fuck hobie can you be a little soft it’s my fi-first time “ I said stuttering from how hard he was fucking me his cock slamming in and out of my ass.
“ be softer?! Oh no princess I’m not sure I’m going to do that. it’s your first time and I want you to remember every last bit of this. no Niga can fuck you as good as I can baby, no one can put you to sleep with they dick like I can I promise you baby I promise you no one can fuck you like I can.”
Hobie keeps fucking me my body feels numb and weak but I loved the way his dick made me feel I was going crazy for him I don’t know if I wanted more or if I wanted him to stop it felt to good and I wanted to cry from how hard he was fucking me but I couldn’t…I begged him for more I didn’t want him to stop the pain felt amazing.
“ oh now you want me to keep going huh!? you like that baby huh!? you like how deep my cocks going into that nice tight ass of yours ?! Told you no one can fuck you like me no Niga gon fuck you but me right ? Your all mines and no one else?!”
“ y-yes hobie I’m all yours “
“ say what i want to hear slut “
“ no Niga can fuck me like you can “
“ huh say it louder I can’t hear you baby!! I want you to scream it “
“ No niga can fuck me like you can !! “
“ that’s it baby yes oh fuck yes that’s it I’m about cum... fuck your amazing oh fuck I’m so fucking close “
“ ah-ah~ shit ah oh fuck mmm that felt amazing fuck” Hobie cums Deep inside of me some of his cum leaking out of my ass , my pussy wet and wanting to be fucked.
* deep breathing * “ ah oh fuck that was amazing. Hmm aww your pussies all wet she wants me to fuck her? To bad I’m all out of energy fuck that drained me “ he said while smacking my ass and fingering me
“ maybe if your a obedient slut tomorrow night I’ll fuck your wet pussy okay baby ?” He kisses my forehead and spoons me. before all this I was scared of sex but maybe after this I’ll keep being hobie’s obedient slut and yes all the girls on the other side of the door heard idc .
hey, I'm coming from ao3 andddd your work is seriously good! I want to request a poly!stu/billy/reader and its NSFW 😏😁
This was asked some time ago, I hope you'll be able to read and enjoy!
Stu, Billy, You
"When you bend over like that it makes me go crazy..."
"Stu, what the fuck ?" Billy, who was once bending over and was fixing something out of place, quickly straightens his form.
"Dude, don't act like you don't bend over for me anyway." Stu said, annoyed. Billy knows he likes being objectified.
Exasperated, Billy sighs and continues what he was doing. He wasn't in the mood for Stu's shenanigans. He just wants to reorganize his horror stuff.
There's a few minutes of silence before Stu speaks up again.
"You know what today is right?" Stu playfully inquires.
"What. Stu." Billy grits through his teeth.
"It's Stu Thursday!" Stu happily announced. Ah, Billy finally knew why he was acting so irritating all day.
Stu Thursday. It was the day that all three of you stupidly decided that there (A) must be a threesome and (B) Stu would be in control all day.
Oh fucckkkkk. Billy was high when he agreed to that right? Because why would he torture himself like that? He brings up his hand to his hair in frustration. He just wanted to re-organize his shit man.
"Yeah....Stu Thursday..." Billy blandly said.
"You know it bro!! Hey...Y/n is gonna be here soon. You could be more fun." Well, at least there was something Billy could actually be excited for. Your presence always lifted him up.
Billy tries to go back to organizing, but a knock on the door distracts him. Stu bounds across the room and Billy hears him yell,
"It's Y/nnnnnnnnnnnnn!"
"Heyyyyyyy!" You walk in the front door, hugging Stu tightly. Lifting you up, he swings you arounds before asking, " You know what today isss?"
"Stu Thursday!"
"Woo, that's my y/n! Glad you're excited unlike someone else."
Billy is perched against the doorway, watching the scene in front of him. Stu looks at him with cut eyes. He just turns away and goes back into the room.
You and Stu look at each other, prompting you to ask, "Shower and threesome time?"
"Hmmmm.....Let's get in onnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"
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Grown folks business under the cut!
A small, two bedroom house stands still in a beautifully dull neighborhood. It belongs to two exciting young men, who spend their energy on important activities: Killing and Fucking. The latter of which was, unfortunately, covered by curtains. No one could see the alluring scene that was occurring in the bedroom.
"Bend over in front of the edge of the bed." No one would believe that Stu could be commanding. But if it's something that he truly wants, he'll make sure to get it.
Standing wonderfully nude before him, You and Billy turn to face the bed. Lowering yourselves, face and chest rest on the bed. Legs begin to bend to make contact onto the carpeted floor.
"Oh ah ah!...Legs up. And use those hands to separate them cheeks."
Billy wanted so much to die and preen at the thought of doing that. You, on the other hand, were so eager. It was instantaneous how fast you raised those sexy legs and spread those fantastic brown cheeks open.
Billy was hesitant, he straightened up his legs, but didn't pull his ass apart. Stu notices and begins to encourage him.
"As much as I love seeing that plump, petite ass...Billy...you know you got a beautiful asshole. Show it off."
Billy relents, the sluttiness in his soul taking over. Stu was manipulating his desire to show his body off. And Billy was letting him. Taking his hands, he grabs the sides of his ass and pulls them apart.
"Damn, this is a fucking view! I can just watch you two just like this, Where's the popcorn!"
"Stu." "Stu."
"Okay okay, but what would make this better?...how about touching her pussy."
Billy changes his position to the side facing you, bending under your torso and still presenting his ass in the air. Gorged with blood, stood your brown and sexy clit. Billy starts to rub directly on it, surprised how wet you were already. The wetness starts to come down, hanging like a sparkling string between your legs. Billy wants to catch to taste it, but Stu interrupts.
"Let it drip."
Billy, complying, continues to play. Soft fingers glides down your inner and outer labia, just before hitting your urethra. One finger circles over it, making you gasp softly.
Stu, who's magically sitting in a char, is now masturbating. Rotating clockwise with his right hand, he teases his pink head. Pre-cum leaks, but it's not enough for him. Prepared, Stu picks up some water based lube. Going straight in, he squeezes the cold liquid onto the slit of his head. He loves how uncomfortable cold it is, and glides his other hand down his cream shaft.
2 minutes pass by before Stu gets antsy for more action. Quickly standing, he pulls a syringe out of his drawer. After some preperation, Stu gives Billy the syringe now full of lube.
"Prepare yourself while I dig in pretty y/n's guts, bro."
Billy circles his fluttering hole before he sticks the syringe into it. Laying on his side, with one leg in the air, he injects the very COLD-
"FUCK Stu, you coulda at least warmed it up first!!!" Billy yells, but it falls on busy ears. You were moaning up a storm while Stu was working your pussy in. Billy is continuously distracted by how erotic you are while he hurries to prepare himself. Watching your pleasure made him desperate for his own.
For some off reason, Stu pulls out, making you scoff in frustration. Stu pushing you onto the bed. His eyes held darkness in them. Guess he was really into his role.
"Say mustard if it's too much." Stu instructs quickly.
"Why mus- OH!"
You were flipped over and your juicy legs pushed up against your chest. That thick, long dick pushes into you again. His strokes were fast making you cream more. Billy decided to reach in between and rub your clit so nicely. The surprise attack had you sharply inhaling for a split second, making an awkward sound. But, it didn't matter. Your climax was coming so fast that you didn't get time to warn them.
Stu feels your contracting and pushes in, making your orgasm a tad more powerful.
"Ahhh gooooddd y/n!! Fucking love it when you cum like that!" Stu exclaims, watching you twitch in awe. He pulls out and turns to Billy.
"Your turn, bro."
"Do you have to call me bro, every time...?
"Okay, BILLY. Drop that ass on my dick then."
"Wait, I'm not-"
"Too bad!!"
Stu grabs Billy by his narrow hips and throws him onto the bed. While trying to get his bearings, Stu grabs him again, placing him on his lap. A little scared of Stu's enthusiasm, Billy lifts his right leg to bare his hole.
"Fuck yeah," Stu grabs his shaft, placing his head against his second prize of the night. He pushes past it, and Billy instantly tenses.
"Hey, look at me. Look at me. Billy, relax. Think about something else."
Taking his advice, Billy breathes slow and low. He starts thinking about doing his skin care routine as Stu deepens their connection.
Stu starts slow. After Billy feels adjusted properly, he gives Stu the okay. Then he starts his selfish pace.
"Fuckkkkk, Stu!" Billy winces and groans in a mix of pain and pleasure, like he likes it.
Relaxed, you observed the fucking with bedroom eyes. You loved watching those two fuck each other, it was the best aphrodisiac.
Billy breaths through his mouth, rushes of air hold a tune of moans along with it.
With Stu suddenly pushing into his prostate, Billy comes immediately. "Shit!" It was embarrassing how fast he climaxed, but he didn't care. The events leading up to it were too erotic for him not so cum so quick.
"Whew...damn bro. Your ass is fucking awesome. Get on the floor, on your knees. Both of you." Stu commands as he catches his breath. You both comply, albeit sluggishly.
"Mouths open and wide."
Stu stands above the both of you, beating his dick over your hungry mouths. "Make sure..fuck...just fucking catch it!!!"
He comes as you both get splattered with his sperm. He waves his dick back and forth, squeezing some of the last bits into both mouths.
Neck kissing , hair pulling , bathroom sex , dirty talk , use of ma/good girl , cheating, anal. USED OF THE WORD NIGA ( I’m black calm down and i got the name milo from an other fanfic @qkopi ) porn with some plot
PLEASE TELL ME YALL WANT A PT 2 I PROMISE ITS BETTER THAN THE HOBIE PT2😭
You’ve been best friends with miles for couple months now within them months him and Gwen have been dating. You like her but not enough to call her family. Miles randomly hands you an invitation to meet his family one day. You happily said yes, the thought of meeting everyone and seeing your fav mother ( miles mother). You were giving a time and date to be there but got there twenty minutes early just to help set up , go home, clean up, change , and than come back.
You arrived back on time in an earthy green long skirt ,brown tank top , waist beads , and your hair out. Greeted by similar faces like Hobie , Gwen, pav and more. You walk up to miles mother greeting her and the rest of the family. When you finished you sat on the couch thinking that everyone was greeted and how easy this would be until you seen miles mother let two other people into the house “ OH MY BABY MILO ( prowler ) “.
Walking in next to him was a beautiful slim girl her eyes shining. You stared in amazement of how beautiful she was as miles introduced you to them.
“ this is my friend y/n , y/n this is my brother milo.”
you shake both their hands
“ nice to meet you milo “
you say placing a soft smile on your face so bright it could light up the darkest part on the moon
“ nice to meet you too”
“ and who is she ?”
you asked in confusion of if the girl was his gf or close friend.
“ I’m trin his girlfriend , nice to meet you”
she says smiling and shaking your hand, she was warm and had a pleasant feeling to her.
“ miles mind If I talk to you for a minute?”
“ sure wassup?”
Milo pulls miles to the side , arm over his neck pulling him down.
“ Now niga I know you dumb but not THAT dumb. I know DAYUM WELL you didn’t choose Gwen over her ?! “
he says eyes wide and confused
“ yea I did why?” Miles stares in confusion
“ niga you dumb”.
Later on that afternoon
*Everyone talking, music blasting when milo walks up to talk to you*
“ hey ma you busy rn” he says a small smirk on his face knowing your just drinking water and standing on the wall scrolling on your instagram.
“ boy do it look like I’m busy to you ? “
“ I mean no but maybe I could give you something to deal with “ his brown eyes staring into yours
“ like what milo?”
“ you’ll find out soon just come with me for a second.”
“ dont you have a girlfriend ? “ it went silent only the sound of music and family talking
“ yea but doesn’t have to know. Besides she fucking with miles on the side , should tell gwanda but nah.”
“ Aslong as ian breaking up a home “
you say laughing to yourself.
As Milo pulls you to the bathroom while no one was looking. Trying to be as patient and quiet as possible. Pinning you against the door one arm over your head and the other holding your chin up towards him. kissing you deeply his tongue making their way past your lips playing with your tongue , his hands running up to your chest pulling your brown top down showing your breast as they bounce up from the movement.
“ come on ma you can’t tell me you didn’t want me from the second we made eye contact” he says holding your lower waist squeezing your ass.
“ I did but I’m a respectful girl I don’t wanna ruin a relationship milo “
“ not ruining it if it’s already broken. Your just resigning it , mi amor”
Milo says kissing down your neck , hands gripping tighter around your skin ,leaving marks.
“ we have to be quiet I don’t want mom to hear us , I can care less bough that bitch out there “
He pulls down your skirt showing your black panties and waist beads. You move your hands to his jacket taking it off followed up by his black shirt and gray sweatpants. You wrap your arms around him pulling him closer as you feel his cock touching your stomach
“ you want this baby? You want this cock inside of you ? Making you scream my name and feel good. You want this don’t you ..”
hearing him say this made your pussy wet soaking your panties. In one quick move he turns you around chest and face against the wall. He smacks your ass that sting a little.
“ fuck your ass feel amazing against me,ma. Wonder if you feel Even better with my dick inside you.”
Pulling your panties to the side he shoves his dick inside of you causing you to put your hand on the wall. Grunting in pain.
“ fuck milo….at least be gentle “
you say trying to hold in the moan that wasn’t to escape your lips
“ baby I’m not gentle in anyway” he says placing kisses on your neck ,his hands on your waist softly gripping.
“ just look pretty and relax for me I promise your going to feel amazing”
Shoving his cock inside you, you let out a loud moan. Milo’s hand moving to cover your mouth. Eyes watering you try your best to not moan so loud.
“Come on ma I would love to hear your cries and moans but the families near and I would hate for them to see you this way “ placing a soft kiss behind your ear.
He slowly started thrusting his hips at the beat of the song the family was playing, Pushing your body into the door. Milo pulls your hair hard enough for you to lean back off the door but soft the enough for you to not be hurt. His face burried into your back neck.
“Fuck mi amor…” he groans into your neck as he thrust faster the pace making your tits and ass bounce in response. He places his hand over your chest letting go of your hair his stomach to your back
You’re on top of him riding and grinding the life out of his legs as he begs and begs for you to stop the overstimulating feeling clouding his brain. His cock begging to cum inside of you . You slap him across the face “ I promise if you cum without my permission I’ll make your life a living hell trust me I will “ his whimpers and moans turn into screams, whines , begging grabbing the sheets , the bed hitting the wall , sweat falling from his face his eyes rolling in the back of his head his hand on your lower waist “ please fuck…please slow down …ill be a good boy I promise I will . I’ll be good fuck.I’ll be good please let me cum inside of you …I…i can’t take this anymore it’s hurts “ he begged over and over again but you didn’t let him cum you loved watching him from under you move around and beg like a little bitch his cock sliding in and out of your wet Pussy you throw your head back tits bouncing , heavy breathing from you and Miguel . Your head is spinning clouding with emotions of pain and pleasure . Tears falling down Miguel’s face his breathing getting heavy his body twitching and jerking from the pain and pleasure His hands gripped tightly on your ass his body heart pounding “ fuck please I’m close PLEASSE fuck yes please I wanna cum don’t stop don’t stop “ his whines and whimpers turns into begs wanting you to please him even more make him go crazy for you like you always do “ you like that ? huh …answer me. You love the way I’m fucking you…driving you madly insane “ you whisper into his ears hand gripping his hair “ yes mam yes MAM I’ve been a bad boy please fuck I’ve been so bad “ he’s legs shaking.
( wall sex , cursing , ass smacking , aggressive sex , praising , neck biting)
Sorry for any grammar problems
Word count : 669 words and 3,541 characters
Btw: I’m not shipping PAV and miles.
Miles and pav woke up from the wall banging from your room. Pav looked at miles in shocked to the continuing banging and moans from your room. Hobie continues to fuck your body ruthlessly hands gripping your Waist his head Barried into your neck biting and kissing it“ fuck love your doing so good taking my cock.. fuck your amazing at pleasing me “ hobie speeds up his thrust in hips his cock digging in your guts , your mind spinning , your legs and arms wrapped around him” oh fuck fuck I’m close…Fucking damn it..your warm pussy feels so good around my cock darling “ Hobie continues to rail you skin to skin his breathing getting heavy , his thrust speeding up “ Fuck I’m close god…DAMNIT IM CLOSE “ at the last thrust of his hips you feel a warm sticky liquid feel your pussy leaking out onto the bed, your legs shaking , heart racing , sweat dripping from your face . You both start breathing heavy taking in what happen.Hobie picks your body up lifting you up on the wall both legs wrapped around him , cock deep inside you , his cum leaking from your pussy “ fuck hobie.. “ you say breathing hard trying to get a sentence out but can’t he stares deep into your brown eyes not breaking eye contact “ this is what you wanted isn’t it. Come on baby say my name I want you to use your words “ he kisses you deeply his hand holding your body up by your THICK thighs “ fuck love let’s go one more round before I’m done “ he says breathing heavy , he starts slowly fucking your pussy his hips moving in and out “ your doing so good baby just relax for me “ he whispers into your lips. Sliding his hand to your clit rubbing soft circles while fucking your Pussy his thrust gets more aggressive his hips digging deeper , your body hitting the wall from each thrust , skin touching each other. Your hard nipples touching his chest his hands gripping your ass , smacking it. You stop kissing “ shit hobie I can’t..fuck I can’t handle it “ you say panting “ you bare your nails into his back loud moans leaving your mouth “ who pussy is this baby ? Say it…scream it baby I want everyone to know who you fucking belong to . Who pussy is this~? Hmm baby “ he says As he continues to fuck you your head spinning from how good his cock is fucking you “ it’s your pussy I belong to you “ you say pleasing hobie. “Mmm such a good little slut aren't you? Want me to finish you ~?” he whispers huskily into your ear making you shiver slightly you let out a whimper trying to answer “ come on use your words for me baby” “ yes I wanna cum please fuck!” Your moans echoing the room “thats a good girl taking me in like that your doing so good….fuck...you feel amazing…your tight cunt feels incredible...oh god yes keep moaning for me baby...say my name for everyone to hear ….let everyone hear how much you enjoy getting fucked by me , make those juicy tits bounce for me...show everyone just how much pleasure you get from being used by me..." hobie thrusts become harder “Yeah! That's it baby! yes yes oh fuck… come on baby take this cock fuck yes!” he groans out loud slamming deep inside your cunt burying himself within your pussy filling your hole completely with his hot cum.”Fuck!!” hobie pants heavily panting trying to catch his breath. Hobie begins to fuck your already cum dripping cunt letting himself cum one last time inside of you “Ahhh!!!” He whimpers loudly as he cums again shooting load after load of thick white cum deep inside her womb filling every inch of your insides making sure you won't forget any moment of this “Mmmhmmm.." he kisses you softly stroking your cheek gently. "That was perfect..your such a good girl baby” he Carrie’s you to the bed laying you down spooning your body he smacks your bare ass one more time while kissing your neck , running his hands though your whispering soft songs into your ear slowly falling asleep” I’m so proud of you”.
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