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mangherx​:

. 虎杖 . 

Yuuji had moaned when cum spilled inside him, his tummy expanding just a little to accommodate the volume of hot gooey seed. He blinked a little lethargic, mouth still open as he panted, drool dripping over his red lower lip. When Satoru pulled out, Yuuji shivered. His tail curling over his back and then going to cover his butt. Not that it covered much with him being short furred. Limp as a cooked noodle he practically dangled in Satoru’s grip when he was moved from his bed to Satoru’s instead. It was much softer, much bigger, and so so much warmer. He started purring almost instantly when he was put down on it. The purrs stuttered a little due to his trembling and he was feeling warm, so warm. Turning his head, he looked at Satoru with half lidded eyes, cheeks rosy pink and lips curling into a smile. He looked a little out of it. Slowly he lifted his hands up, making a slight grabby motion at the dog. ”Satoru-nii~” he mewed, squirming a bit where he was laying, legs spreading again. His tail was still curled between his legs, the tip resting on his stomach. “Feel odd… warm…” The words were mumbled, maybe a little slurred too. Yuuji turned his head to rub his cheek against the soft bedding, making soft little pleased noises while tucking his hands against his best. His mind was hazy. All he could concentrate on was the residual feeling of being filled and stretched, and the scent that was surrounding him on the dog bed. This was a good spot. 

not the first time satoru had mounted the kitten and it wasn’t going to be the last. he surely wasn’t happy about the addition, but... yuuji was cute and satoru just grew horny when the kitten was around and for some reason yuuji stuck to him like glue. he always came back, asking for more “ warmies”. he probably shouldn’t call his seeds that, but yuuji was.... yuuji was still a baby and although satoru did feel guilty sometimes, he still couldn’t keep his hands off him. he just wasn’t good at self-control...

when yuuji made some grabbing motions, he couldn’t help smiling. “ it’ll go away soon... except if you’d like a second round of warmies. “ there was still... a whole lot of time before megumi was going to be back, but satoru also knew, that yuuji was probably still too young, too young to receive this much and there was always the slight chance that he’d knock the kitten up in the near future. and he wasn’t sure, if he liked that idea, but... even satoru could easily admit, that he didn’t want to give yuuji to anyone else.

so while it might not be love, it was surely a possessive feeling in his gut at least. a hand reached down to gently rub his little inflated tummy before rubbing his cheek against yuuji’s. “ or maybe you want to sleep a round? “ and very easily he wrapped the boy up in the blanket like a burrito. it was better this way.

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@mangher​ » [ hidden ] // sousuke and teru! ooohhhhh teru having dragged sousuke to a festival, that he had been dying to see and attend, and after so much fun and games it's only natural sousuke gets a little reward~ behind a few stalls, bushes and trees~ | nsfw muse reaction prompts | closed

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

terushima was way too energetic, running from one stall to the next, eating, playing, talking, laughing, eating, playing and just more talking. to think that the boy of a mafia family was a super energetic innocent kid... well, maybe not innocent, but he was unlike his father. optimistic and hopeful and just... too cute to ignore. the people were gathering around them bit by bit and he could entertain them all. sousuke meanwhile quietly kept an eye on him, making sure nothingor no one suspicious came close to the baby boy. nothing of that sort seemed to happen though all night until teru was grabbing sousuke’s hand, pulling him away from the festival and into the woods, which were located right behind the taiyaki stall teru had been raiding just a few minutes ago.

his wallet was crying, sousuke noticed, pushing it away as he looked at teru, wondering what they were doing here. “ there’s no stall here and you mentioned you still wanted to... to see... “ sousuke’s voice faded into nothingness as teru tugged and pulled at his yukata, the cloth lifted to show off his legs and thighs before they brushed past his naked ass. the bodyguard was taken aback for a moment as teru leaned over, hands reaching back to pull apart his buttocks.

sousuke looked around, wondering if teru was halfway insane. he could hear the barrels in the background, the stall owner talking to some clients, kids laughing and mums scolding their kids. his gaze slowly focused on teru’s face as it turned to look at him. “ sousuke... “ he murmured and sousuke could see the boy’s hole twitching, ring muscles working around nothing but air. the bodyguard sighed, walking a bit closer to open his own yukata, letting the clothing fall open as he grabbed terushima’s hips, a familiar curve in his hands. way too familiar, already.

“ you’re a slut, yuuji, “ sousuke told the other in a quiet voice, leaning over him to press a kiss against his nape. “ don’t say you’re doing this for me. it’s not true. “ perhaps it was, a tiny bit. yuuji gradually explored all of sousuke’s kinks in his own way. it was easy to show him, to let him experience it and it must have become painfully clear when sousuke fingered terushima through the last meeting with his father. he didn’t want yuuji to cry because of his father, so... he had decided to finger him, to keep fingering him once they were back in his room. to mount him and to push him down, press his cheek into the mattress before fucking him mindless. to keep going until he cried and even when he creampied him twice, he continued, on and on until yuuji lay there like a lifeless corpse.

but at least he didn’t cry because of his father.

“ do you want to be seen? “ sousuke asked, his cock pressed in between his ass cheeks, slowly rubbing up and down, making sure the tip pressed against his hole, but never slid in. “ right, you want to... you want to have my cock. that’s okay, i am a very giving person. “ he lined himself up, slowly pressing the tip into his hole, thick inch by inch entering yuuji as arms reached around the boy’s waist. big hands wrapped around the boy’s cock, giving it gentle soothing strokes as he pressed himself ever so deep into yuuji. “ that’s where this cock belongs, right, yuuji? right here. “

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@mangher​ » With Megumi out for the day again, it was just him and his Satoru-nii at home. The kitten yelped at a particularly rough thrust that had him sob in pleasure soon after. Yuuji's claws dug into the soft kitten bedding that was stuffed under his stomach to make him more accessible for Satoru. He came with a small wail, tightening around the cock inside him, trashing and crying when the waves of pleasure hit and didn't want to subside.

satoru grinned a little at the loud yelp. those sounds were much like music to his ears. megumi would probably be killing him about right now, but the huge dog was quite alright with taking care of his kitten baby like this. it felt so good to bury himself inside of that small body, the pleasure gradually taking over as he thrust eagerly, harder and and harder into yuuji, quicker and quicker, seeking the end of this round as the little baby kitten tightened around him so hard, satoru almost saw stars with a groan and deep howl he came plenty inside of yuuji, waiting until the last drop was squeezed out before pulling away, putting on his summer shorts and gathering the little kitten in his arms before putting him into his own bed, it was much bigger and more comfortable and yuuji had enough space with satoru lying down, but yuuji didn’t seem to be all that satisfied with how much his body was still trembling. then again, satoru had no ideas about cats. was this a good or bad sign?

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@mangher​ » Yuuji's fingers curled against Satoru's spread thighs; his mouth was full, stretched to the limit. His needy moan was muffled as he swallowed more of his stepdad down, obscene slurping sounds followed each time he pulled up until just his lips covered the bulbous head of Satoru's cock. Yuuji looked up from under the desk, mirth visible in his eyes since daddy dearest was struggling to keep a straight face and voice during the call.

satoru was busy with one of his clients on the phone when something started to press against his groin and before the male could even make a sound or much less push the boy off, yuuji had his lips already wrapped around his cock, eagerly bobbing his head up and down the full length. the white haired male bit down on his bottom lip, but still continued to appease the customer until he finally accepted the deal satoru had presented.

the male ended the call quickly, head meeting the desk almost immediately. home office wasn’t a good idea. even his wife could walk in any moment, given she had a day off but nonetheless did he lean back in his chair, eyes looking down to meet yuuji’s as hand reached over to stroke through his hair. “ that’s good, take it all in... baby boy. “

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mangherx​:

. 遊児 .

Atsumu was surprisingly considerate when leaving marks on his skin. The bites weren’t that painful, but there was a pleasant sting. Yuuji almost purred when teeth sunk into his neck, wishing it was actually his nape Atsumu would bite down on. Not that he’d tell him that. He didn’t need any more power over him than he already had. Terushima felt quite weak already, quite smitten and taken by how, dare he say, wonderful Atsumu was? Then again, his heart was easy, and it didn’t take much for anyone to worm their way into his heart, to begin with. However, it took him far longer to get rid of any possible feelings he could get for that person.

His back arched a little as hands ran over his sides. A small shiver went through him. Encouraged by Atsumu, Yuuji took off his shirt, dropping it somewhere behind him on the bed. His skin was warm and flushed a soft pink. Golden brown eyes peered down curiously at Atsumu when he was seated more firmly on the setter’s lap. He tried his best not to squirm when his dick got even a little bit of friction, by being pressed against a chiseled stomach. Ah, hell. He was feeling a little light headed.

Atsumu earned himself a long keen when he sucked on one of Terushima’s pink nipples, followed by an almost delighted gasp from the thrust. “A-ah while…” he couldn’t exactly do much when his parents were home, nor did he exactly have time that much in general. You could he was quite deprived and high strung most of the time. Whatever explanation or reasoning he was about to give Atsumu died on his lips with a small choked noise. His cheeks started to burn at the fact that he’d have to explain his own masturbation routines. Atsumu and his dirty mouth.

Yuuji turned his head to look away, biting at his lip. “M-maybe…” he does admit, albeit in a roundabout way. Atsumu wasn’t wrong, though. It quite often ended up being him who was getting fucked. Not that he minded, since it felt good when done right. “I… it’s nothing interesting… I just…” he pauses, looks around a little. He didn’t want to move off of Atsumu’s lap, but he figured since he had trouble speaking up he could as well show him. But grabbing the lube from under his mattress, from the top right corner, did mean that he had to move. 

Yuuji was getting frustrated. 

terushima was way too cute, atsumu supposed he might catch himself a crush if he kept going, wondering what kind of faces the twink would make, if he were to pound real hard into him. would it be so much cuter? would he cry? sweat, maybe? it’d be cute, if he could cum all over his face and have terushima complain about it being sticky. or maybe he’d enjoy it? he probably would. atsumu was with tons of boys before teru, he could make out a slut from a mile away and yuuji fit into it perfectly, perhaps he knew, perhaps he did not? either way, atsumu could find out and that was the biggest pleasure he could imagine, just to find out how yuuji reacted to this and that and then repeat everything all over to make him scream and cry and tremble and break.

clothes were a hassle, atsumu was more than happy when everything was gone and he could freely touch yuuji everywhere, explore every small curve, every patch of skin and he was more than eager to let his hands run over every inch of skin, feeling warmth and smoothness beneath his finger tips until he squeezed yuuji’s ass all over again. might just be his favourite part, besides his super tiny waist... and those small hands or maybe even his throbbing attention seeking dick? well, whatever, atsumu told himself, eagerly sucking on one of his nipples as he let his cock grind ever so softly against yuuji’s. mentally he couldn’t stop himself from comparing size and form, with his being quite a bit thicker and even a little bigger. he wasn’t superficial to believe size was everything though.

since it had been a while, atsumu opted to prepare yuuji quite thoroughly. so thoroughly he’d beg for his dick later and if he felt kind enough he’d eventually give it to him. he chuckled lowly. “ no need to show me, yuuji. i want to see for myself. i want the whole experience. “ he squeezed his buttocks all over again before attaching his lips to the other nipple, giving it just as much love and attention before biting down rather hard. cautiously he went back to suckling on it, wondering just how sensitive the boy could become, his own cock smearing precum against yuuji’s shaft in nothing but pure excitement.

“ how many fingers would equal my cock, what do you think? some said two but started crying when i finally pushed it inside. “ sometimes he really hated brats, but once he was thoroughly done with them, they never made fun of him again. hence people either kept their distance or sought him out on their own. it’s not like they didn’t know what kind of guy atsumu was.

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mangherx​:

. 遊児 .

Slowly, Yuuji repeats in his mind and the tail that earlier smacked down with a loud thud instead twitched, then slithered over the cave floor and curled around the two. Or, well, more Atsumu than him, with how he was sitting on the human’s lap. The tapered tip of the tail curled around Atsumu’s calf loosely, as if just to have something to do more than anything else. It wasn’t restricting or anything, it just was there. It also brought the dragon some comfort, given that he seemed to relax further, even if he protested the squeeze of his cheeks with a loud whine. “Slowly..!” he affirms, he had heard Atsumu, yes. Self-restraint was just difficult, Yuuji was part wild after all, despite his good upbringing with Akaashi. Comes with the job, he can only guess.

The moment Atsumu sucked on his tongue, Yuuji’s whole body shuddered, and the scales on his arms and back rose up for a moment in time with the ripples, settling down soon after. Cheeks turned a rosy red and a low rumbly moan rolled up from deep within his chest. It was new. Exciting. Different. And with Atsumu’s tongue exploring his mouth Yuuji squirmed a little, his tail slightly tightening the grip around the leg, but loosening soon again. 

He blinks his eyes open, the gold color a more rich and deeper one. Lips more red and his tongue just barely sticking out over the lower lip. Yuuji let out soft puffs of breath. A slow blink, and then another, and his lips curl into a soft smile. “Yes, again~” he nuzzles into one of the hands stroking his cheeks, turning his head enough to press a partial kiss on the rough palm, letting one of his fangs ever so gently catch onto the skin, not breaking it at any point. It was a small teasing pricking sensation instead. Yuuji purred, leaning forward again, lips parted as he licks Atsumu’s chin, lips and mouth. “Again, Atsumu~”

atsumu barely took notice of his tail. he had gotten accustomed to it, it either slithered over the floor or it was somehow in some way wrapped around one of his body parts. even when they all sat in a circle during dinner, teru’s tail would eventually slide along his thighs and legs or his butt, sometimes it would also dangle over his feet and atsumu stopped caring. he didn’t even know, if teru could control the movements or if it was unconsciously doing whatever it wanted. “ indeed, slowly. “ his hands gently slid over yuuji’s sides, gently trying to distract himself a little. he didn’t know self-restraint, did he? he wondered for how long the other was even alone to be so touch starved. then again, he was at least half as much a wild animal... if he could call dragons animals...

the blond observed yuuji’s face, the slightly swollen red lips, glistening as he curious golden eyes seemed to excitedly twinkle at him. he smiled a little when teru pressed a kiss to his palm and he quickly retrieved his hand from the other’s face. his hands were... dry and calloused, smaller scars could be found everywhere. atsumu didn’t really think it was necessary for yuuji to look at them longer than necessary and much less; actually kiss them.

nonetheless he couldn’t help chuckling with how eager the dragon boy was. “ of course, of course. “ he wrapped both arms around his waist and pulled him impossibly closer before capturing his lips in another kiss, a lot more forceful this time as teeth clashed and atsumu’s tongue rushed in to play with teru’s, hips softly thrusting up against the other male’s. “ does this want attention, too? “ reaching over he gave yuuji’s ass a thorough squeeze, eyes curiously looking into his friend’s.

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@heartfated​​​ »  [ shower ] / youran and victor <: | nsfw muse reaction prompts | closed

[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower.

to think christmas and new years came so quickly and victor still had so many meetings to attend in the next two weeks. it was so incredibly busy, that he forgot about one little fact as he took off his clothes and stepped into the huge shower of his villa. he had barely turned the water on, hair wet and reaching far into his face when he felt the door shifting. blinking, he took a step forward before turning around, eyes falling onto youran’s very... naked frame. “ really, “ he murmured, hand reaching up to run through his hair, slicking it back before looking at her once more.

she really was becoming more and more daring these days.

“ c’mere, “ he said quietly, one hand on her waist to pull her in front of him, her back meeting his front as he tapped onto her shoulder a few times. “ and now, youran, “ he whispered close to her ear, his hips sliding against her ass once, “ bend over for me. “

she didn’t really have to, his grip was far from tight. still, as much as he liked being soft, protective and caring, just as much ( or maybe even more ) did he like to play around.

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@mangher​ »  [ spank ] your muse spanking mine. // reversing this with satoru spanking yuuji~ | nsfw muse reaction prompts | closed

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

“ it’s alright. “ yuuji climbed over his lap within seconds, simply draping his body over the older male’s legs before he pressed his face into the pillow. the teacher smiled slightly, hands running over his naked legs, upwards, further and further, softly kneading the flesh before he pushed up his skirt, revealing two soft peachy buttocks to him. weird bet, he mused, as yuuji stood in front of him in the girls uniform of their school. something about megumi and nobara pushing him into these clothes and as soon as he sat down and asked yuuji to drap himself over his lap, he did it.

satoru wasn’t truly sure why yuuji followed his command or where the merit was, since even he knew what was going to follow. gently he pulled off the lace panties, opening his legs slightly he caught the younger male’s soft cock in between them. squeezing his butt once, satoru gave yuuji one last moment to say no, to run away or tell him that he wanted something else, but nothing followed, not even a sound.

“ you count. i suggest 30. “ and no, he wasn’t gentle when he lifted his hand before more than roughly slapping yuuji across his ass, head tilted as he observed his reaction.

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mangherx​:

. 遊児 .

There’s a small smug-ish smile on Yuuji’s lips when Addam admits to it not being a bad thing. See, then it was fine, right? And since Addam didn’t push him away, Terushima felt very much comfortable to just keep at it. To get closer, to maybe put his hand on his coach’s hip. The degrading name had him shiver and then hum. “Perhaps. Then again, getting a slut title is pretty easy.” Which wasn’t a lie, really. Technically girls just needed to breathe and they’d be called one. Terushima sucked a few dicks and got gangbanged a few times and then he earned the title for himself.

“You should definitely say my name more often…” he almost purrs, moving the hand from the belt loop between them, though very inappropriately and teasingly under the shirt of the elder. Enjoyin the warm skin and the muscles that his fingers slid over. A soft gasp escaped his parted lips when his ass was being knead, cheeks turned a darker red. “Ah,  let’s see…” he muses, his fingers drawing small shapes on the warm skin he dared go and touch. Now how could he possibly explain what he’s thought it’d be like… “Different,” he starts, very vaguely despite it being more or less true, “satisfying, I’d hope. Maybe even mind-blowing. You showing me what real sex actually is all about.” That is, of course, if Addam even liked or had sex. He probably should have asked that, but it was too late for that now, wasn’t it?

He is not looking at Addam while he speaks, eyes roaming over the shirt covered chest and stomach that he was touching. Terushima’s eyes moved over to the arms next and the hand that had been under the shirt came back out again, now trailing up and down a bare arm, tracing a vein here and tendon there. Ah, he wanted to bite down where he could faintly feel a pulse under his fingertips. “You pinning me down when you take me… Or holding me tight while thrusting up into me, forcing me to accept you over and over,” words turning more and more to a near breathless whisper, breathing getting more shallow and eyes darkening. Yeah, he was getting turned on really fast. Ah, youth.

Yuuji pressed himself against Addam, more or less absorbing his warmth, letting him feel just how hot Yuuji was getting and what the situation was doing to him, because yes, his growing arousal was pressing against his teacher a little. Shamelessly he turned his head to look up and while he did so, he licked a stripe over the shirt covered chest. “Make me cry, make me forget, ruin me until there’s nothing left.”

“ was it? to offer some ass when the boys were pent up and suck their little dicks to relieve them of whatever frustration they had? did you enjoy that, yuuji? “ this certainly wasn’t the first time they were at it. in fact it seemed to be part of the usual training routine. it was way too familiar, how one pulled out of yuuji, cum trickling from his thighs before the next one was called over to keep him wet and sticky. addam bit down on his bottom lip, seriously, he was just here to coach. he didn’t need to get caught up in this... whatever this truly was? but he was just a man. a lonely one, in addition, with a tendency to jerk off more than once a day, if he got the opportunity. he didn’t have such moments for himself in the last 2 weeks though. job hunting was stressful and when he finally got himself a job, he was absorbed into preparing for it. he hadn’t been with any other human in like... a few years or so. most seemed to keep their distance, knowing he was a foreigner. hence he signed up to give english lessons as well, some seemed to be interested at least.

needless to say he was pent up, crazily much so. he could feel his dick throbbing in his pants and yuuji’s rubbing didn’t make it any easier on him. he was just like a dog in heat...

he looked down curiously, just letting the boy do whatever he had in mind. his touch was rather cold on his skin, that finger drawing circles kept him on the edge for a bit longer as he listened. to show him what real sex was like? as if he didn’t get enough cute dicks every second day. only halfway he was wondering how often they had pushed their dicks into yuuji’s hole, how often they had creampied him and how often he had been sucking on their dicks like they were a goddamn lollipop? jesus christ, addam sighed mentally.

“ then since you had been imagining it quite a lot. how should we start? i wonder which position a slut like you enjoys the most? “ addam was already too indulged to stop himself now. not like his dick really wanted him to pass up on the opportunity. maybe he... maybe he could show him once and have yuuji stop all of this? maybe that would work?

“ fine... then undress yourself. when you’re done, get on your knees and help me out of my pants... “ maybe... maybe he wouldn’t even do this? maybe he wasn’t that bold, addam told himself. then it would automatically stop, but his bulging dick was certainly against stopping and although addam tried to control himself, he knew the tent was visible. one big problem of having a bigger cock was trying to hide it, once you actually got turned on. addam just never imagined it would ever happen in a gym hall with one of his students...

seemed like something straight out of a porn movie. a bad one.

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@stxrnenstxub​ ASKED:

satoru looked at his wife sleeping besides him and he ruffled his hair, asking himself what he was even doing. there was no excuse, he was the worst if sinners but he didn’t truly have time to dwell on it as he the door silently opened. satoru tilted his head, eyebrow raised suspiciously as yuuji entered, closed the door and walked over to him, climbing on top of the bed to eventually settle down on satoru’s lap. the man shook his head, no, this was crazy, but yuuji started moving his hips either, grinding down onto his semi-erect cock and satoru groaned quietly and lowly, spanking yuuji hard once before daring to look at his wife. this woman was truly dead once asleep, hmm?

. 虎杖 . 

Yuuji was almost desperate to get off by the time he straddled Satoru’s lap, rubbing his hard dick against the one of the man under him. Yuuji was wearing one of Satoru’s shirts, one he probably would recognize as his shirt from two days ago, that was supposed to be in the laundry basket. But here it was, draped over Yuuji’s frame. It smelled like Satoru, which is why Yuuji liked sleeping in it. To touch himself while wearing it just like he had tried today. Nothing he tried worked; he wanted Satoru. He really needed Satoru to touch him again. Yuuji knew his mom slept deeply and with the additional aid of a sleeping pill, she was out until early morning.

Still, it was best to not risk it by being too loud, so even when his butt was smacked, Yuuji stiffled a yelp. The stinging on his butt just made him rut more against Satoru, the hem of the shirt barely covering his naked lower half. “Satoru-san,” he keened, leaning down down down. He was practically rubbing his chest against Satoru while still grinding his hips down. The groan that had left the man had just encouraged Yuuji to continue. The shirt slipped down slightly, baring more of the delicate looking shoulder that had a healing bruise from his last rendezvous with his stepdad still visible.

“Please–” he whispered, the word somewhat mouthed against Satoru’s jawline between two sloppy kisses.

didn’t take long for satoru to recognise his shirt, only silently wondering why the boy had picked it up or why he was wearing this... pretty old thing. the more pressing matter was yuuji’s hard dick rubbing against his own. well, he couldn’t just let the little boy do whatever he wanted to, right? he let his hands wander along his son’s sides, gently rubbing them over his hips before he slowly leaned back against the head rest. his hands slid a little further, giving yuuji’s ass a hard squeeze and a small smile started to play around his lips. he was cute. too cute. he couldn’t resist him that night on the couch and neither would he be able to resist him now. whenever those soft brown eyes looked up at him, he could feel something tugging at his chest and in the next moment he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside of this small boy, wanted for him to cry and scream his name and rock those hips. just like he had done before and he couldn’t even say he regretted it.

it was much different from sleeping with yuuji’s mum. this intense feeling, stimulation, warmth and tightness, it just couldn’t compare to what he felt while making love to his wife. mysterious it was and sinful, too, but satoru had stopped worrying about his morals quite a while ago already. eyes looked down at yuuji’s hard cock rubbing against his boxers and ultimately against his own growing erection. “ it’s alright, it’ll go away in a bit. the san is unnecessary, too. i’m your dad, right? “ one hand reached up to cup his cheek, the smile never leaving his own face.

looking at the small bruise filled satoru with some sort of pride and he pulled off the shirt, mouthing at yuuji’s neck that it was way too big on him before pressing another lingering kiss to his lips. “ it’s yours tonight. “ he pulled his boxers down slightly, his cock jumping free almost immediately. “ how do you want it, yuuji? i’ll bury it inside of you as deep as you want. “

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@stxrnenstxub​​ ASKED:

victor gently lifted teru’s legs off the bed, spreading them before grabbing the toy next to him. he wasn’t keen on the idea to knot the omega through his heat, but he also certainly wasn’t going to let the boy be alone. the older male lifted the vibrator up, showing it to yuuji before carefully inserting the device, pushing each small ball deep into the omega with a small smile until he switched the device on, very very very low at first.

. 遊児 . 

Yuuji writhed and whined. He was hot all over and it made him uncomfortable. His mind was hazy and all he could think of was dick and knot, and to be filled with cum. And his slut of a brain was of the opinion the bigger, the better. Victor did fit the part, yes. However, Yuuji could not exactly make him do what he wanted, unless he himself wanted to. So, the omega was grateful for every little thing Victor was willing to give him, even if he doubted it would be satisfying. 

Being moved into a new position had him lift his head up just enough so he could see what the other was doing. Blinking his eyes, he was able to make out more of the item being shown to him. Oh.

The toy slipped in him relatively easy with how wet he was. He keened softly, the stretch the toy caused not being as much as he’d like, but it was somewhat satisfactory. The texture of the toy was another ballgame. His hole squeezing and pulsing around each bump; getting more wet. Yuuji was getting dizzy from his own scent that was spiking. 

Then the vibrations started and Yuuji’s hips jerked and he flailed a little. His body was sensitive, to begin with, thanks to his heat. Still he couldn’t help but try move his hips to get the toy to create some friction. Fingers dug into the sheets and he tossed his head back, throat and neck bared, allowing more of his scent to be released when his scent gland wasn’t being squished. Undoubtedly it wouldn’t take too long for him to beg for more, for Victor. 

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victor never tended to his omegas unless they asked for help. he was not going to push himself on them. he truly hated alphas who did that to omegas. they ought to make their own decisions and if they didn’t want an alpha, then those should stay away. seeing so many hurt and abandoned omegas made him take them all in and most of the time, they’d even ask for his help and victor didn’t mind helping them through their heats. he could only slightly imagine what it was like, even his ruts were unusual soft in contrast to what other alphas experienced. he was told that might only be because he hadn’t found the one and perfect omega for him, but victor wasn’t actively searching for a partner either way.

taking terushima in was quite a gamble though. his scent sometimes did things to victor he certainly didn’t like. made him feel hazy and not in control of himself, which was slightly disturbing considering that helping him was much more difficult on him, but he also didn’t like to stay away when the omega obviously needed someone or something to distract him. nonetheless was his scent even stronger right now and victor pushed his lips into a thin line.

terushima was... cute. cute but sexy and victor shook his head shortly before gently pushing and pulling the balls in and out of him to create some sort of friction, while his second hand reached over to wrap around his cock, palming the tip before going back to stroking along the shaft, up and down slowly until he picked the pace up bit by bit and he eventually also switched the vibrations to a higher level.

he had no doubt that if terushima would ask for him, then he’d fulfill his wish. he knew he shouldn’t knot any omega, especially not during their heats, but victor was getting impatient. he was doing this for years now and he knew that one day he’d probably snap, but until then he did his best and he was still proud of that.

eyes focused back on yuuji’s face, his cock throbbing in his pants for attention. it wasn’t even long ago he used his hand, but ultimately, his hand never thoroughly fixed his problem... hopefully terushima was not going to ask for more. it wasn’t his policy to take in omegas and to knot and fuck them through their heats. he had promised yuuji this after all, but... logically speaking, he needed to knot an omega. his alpha required it.

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nympholikc​:

    The moment he voiced aloud such a scandalous query, her cheeks would immediately burn. “ D-Don’t be ridiculous! That would only make things worse, ” Vivian insists, yet despite flat out disagreeing, there’s no denying the fact she derived sick pleasure from soiling her face with her own juices, especially while he watched; still, she’ll shudder when he pulls out, leaving her pussy to clench around nothing but his warm, hot seed. Frankly speaking, it felt wet and slimy; at the same time, however, the crude stickiness was enough for her stomach to tighten in arousal. As if that wasn’t enough, Sylvain would push the last remaining drops leaking from his tip between her folds,  PROMPTING  a whimper to slide past her throat.

      Soon after, she musters enough strength in her legs to finally slide off his lap and plop herself beside him until her back met the mattress and her legs dangled off the bed. “ …Bold of you to even assume I had any cock besides yours, ” came her eventual retort while his cum continues seeping down her slit. “ In fact, I bet Dimsy’s is better. ” Naturally, this was a lie meant to further provoke him, but regardless, getting Sylvain to fuck her a second time was admittedly  SOMETHING  she found appealing.

everything that was worse was about everything vivian wanted to experience. he wasn’t blind after all. he had imagined for vivi to be like this the moment he met her, but sylvain liked to get to know someone a little better before taking them to bed. it served his amusement, but overall, he just wanted to know how to better please his partner. he wasn’t egoistical in this sense. knowing he satisfied his girl was more than enough to make him happy. “ oh you would love squirting all over your face. no shame though. i’d like my cum all over your face, too. “ he shrugged his shoulders with a small grin. he never had any shame admitting his desires, no matter how dirty or wrong they were to society.

giving himself a few soft strokes, he couldn’t help the small smile upon hearing her whimper. vivian really was one of a kind. his eyebrows raised at her words, wondering if he might have been wrong. he being her first? doesn’t seem much likely, she was pretty, strong and intelligent. if she wanted, she could pretty much get herself who she wanted, he had assumed until now. nonetheless she had to provoke him, didn’t she? “ can’t say you’re wrong there, he’s got a quite thick one on him. “ he grabbed one of her arms, almost easily flipping her over, so she was lying on her stomach. “ but that just sounded like you were asking for a second round. “

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fellstarsirius​:

She herself was getting use to the fact she was ruthlessly blinded. On the final attempt of escape captivity did they decide to take away her sight. As a punishment and a means to make her more ‘docile’. She almost wished they had broken her legs again, which she subconsciously shifted to feel them ache. Luckily for her she didn’t need to worry about them too much for her current plans.

Sothis knew she was going to keep this man all to herself for the entire day, and night. He wasn’t going to have any say about it this time. They’ve been parted for way too long, five years was too long without a gentle, loving touch. Freedom. Having his cock inside her burning heat was amazing. Made her full. He was big. Bigger than what she remembered but she didn’t care; he was finally where he needed to be. Feeling just how big..she took one of Caspar’s hands to place over her abdomen to where he could feel a bulge of his cock. That was a nice little feature.  And hopefully that bump would be bigger due to his loads of hot cum.

She was going to drain this man completely dry.

“Mm!!” The greenette cried out in pleasure when Cas moved his hips in such a way. Having him ram up deep inside her pussy sent jolts of pleasure throughout her entire frame, her nails digging into the tealet’s shoulders for support. Him going so rough almost made her stop moving but she kept having her hips meet his that was met with a nice, lewd noise of skin against skin. “Ooh fuck, fuck! Cas!!” There was an intense look of bliss on her scarred features, her body leaning a bit over him, most of her hair swept to the side like a thick curtain. “F-feel so..damn good!!” Already she’s lost in so much pleasure and they pretty much just started. At this point she knew she wouldn’t be able to last long until her first orgasm, her walls clenching tighter around his length.

A shudder ran down her spine at that single sentence. Bend her over. Gods she would let this man take her any way he damn well pleased and fuck her senseless, long as he came inside her. “Please! I - I need you, Cas, baby - “ Sothis managed out in between moans as she rode him. “Fuh..fuck me..h-however you want! Just fill my pussy, daddy~“

he still silently wondered what they did to sothis and why, but... caspar knew he’d never be truly able to understand this. he didn’t understand edelgard either. he knew about her plans and she had... invited him, but he couldn’t fight for someone he didn’t understand. he didn’t want a new world order, he didn’t want war either. caspar also never completely understood his parents and it wasn’t necessary either, because he was never going to take over the family. he was part of a heartwarming and nice family, he did love his parents, but... his brothers were more important and he understood and accepted it, which in turn didn’t make life much easier, because people still expected a lot from him, which in hindsight was stupid. carrying this teal hair or blood of house bergliez didn’t make him any different from other humans. to think he so desperately wanted to prove himself and now end up fighting them... it was ironic.

he would’ve done better to protect sothis, but... one could never know what they held dear, before it was gone or in a state that differed far from the original and for that, he did feel sorry. he’d make it up to her, although he hadn’t thought of such a pure and... wild way.

feeling that bump on her stomach made him swallow hard. it was... weird to think he was causing it and that it made her feel good. she was so tiny, so small, looking so vulnerable and caspar couldn’t help thrusting harder, hoping he was doing good, hoping she liked it... and she did. a small smile danced on his features, unbeknownst to her, but he kept up the pace, thrusting mercilessly, hard and fast to do exactly as she wanted. caspar supposed he could keep this up for a long time. he never ceased training either. a part of him wished she could see him now, what had become of him. he had barely grown 10 centimeters though. caspar... just wasn’t supposed to be a giant.

the name caught him off guard though. daddy? well... uh, that kind of daddy. it made his cheeks grow red soon, pace of his hips growing erratic as he suddenly came inside of her with a low growl, teeth pressed together as he shot his cum into her. “ f-fuck, sorry. “ well, in his defense, it had been 5 years... and his hand was not exactly satisfying, but... he couldn’t exactly tell her this either.

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@mangher​​​ »   [ public ]  // biggs and teru!! either that fuckening at the breakfast table, or in the throne room with yuuji cockwarming and then getting fffffffucked! | nsfw muse reaction prompts | closed

[ public ] your muse having sex with mine in public, where other people watch.

“ don’t look like that, “ biggs asked of his prince as he was balls deep buried in him. he gently pressed his upper body down onto the breakfast table, glancing at his parents once who seemed busy with their food, speaking about politics before waving for the maids to clean the table. they gave biggs a nod before going through the schedule of meetings. the usual, really. so he let his hands run over teru’s naked back, gently spreading his buttocks as he started thrusting again, very lazily one might say as he maids watched him ( or maybe the prince? ). he couldn’t say, his attention was stuck on his hard cock buried deep inside the younger male’s ass. he was so fucking tight again, biggs had to force himself inside, further and further, again and again, until he was gradually loosening up again.

he more than unromantically, perhaps even halfway bored, thrust into the younger male, but with each thrust he reached just a tad deeper until he was once more buried balls deep in his prince. he didn’t dare looking at him as he picked up the pace, going quicker and quicker, eventually his hips started snapping almost on their own, his own peak gradually getting closer as the queen lifted a hand. he pulled out of the younger male without a sound, but his cock twitched and throbbed, a gaping hole staring back at him before he was ushered over to the queen. he listened to her attentively, nodding a few times before bowing and saying goodbye.

he looked back once, pushing his cock back into his tight trousers before eventually leaving terushima and his dad behind. he was normally sticking to yuuji, but there was something about ‘ you don’t need to see his pathetic blissed out face ‘ his mother once told him. biggs didn’t truly understand why or what he was even doing, but he never doubted one command and if that was to fuck terushima across the breakfast table, then he did just that.

later that day biggs attended the weekly help and advice counseling. it was usually just the civilians coming to the king and queen to ask for support, food, repairs, the very normal things in everyday life. however, he was placed on a chair besides the throne, the king and queen as terushima suddenly stood besides him. big orbs looked up at the prince a few times as he suddenly sat down on his lap. biggs looked over to the king and queen, confused, perhaps even slightly surprised. very much so when yuuji reached back, unbuckling his belt. “ don’t, “ biggs said once, still more than pent up about breakfast and he’d been trying not to think about it since then, but yuuji didn’t listen and biggs could already guess that this wasn’t even his idea. biggs grabbed for the blanket that was usually placed near the throne and put it onto yuuji’s legs, saying that he was feeling a little cold. not very much the truth but yuuji stopped fiddling with his trousers and slowly slid down his own, over his small ass before pressing gently back against the bodyguard’s limp cock.

“ stop moving, “ biggs told him, since it was starting to look even weirder to everyone around them. instead biggs used his own hand, rubbing the slowly hardening flesh against the prince’s back before he pushed the tip back into yuuji, soft and warm, slightly wet but comfortable. he supposed he had missed this feeling, surrounded by his tight hole, ring muscles spasming, contracting around his cock until they seemed to settle with the fact, that biggs was once again buried balls deep in the boy he was supposed to protect and guide. his breath fell shorter and shorter with each passing minute, his cock throbbing ever so slightly inside of the younger male.

they remained this way until the civilians stopped coming and everyone was told to leave the throne room. yuuji’s parents gave him a small smile, telling them they’d close the doors and to show the prince his upcoming place. biggs looked after them, doors closing and they were completely along in this huge hall. “ you know, this is torture... “ biggs told him, before getting up slowly, hands under yuuji’s knees so he wouldn’t fall as the blanket dropped to the ground. “ every day it is. “ turning the younger male around, he put him down on the throne, half sitting half lying as biggs spread his legs again. “ fuck him, fuck him there, deeper, harder, quicker. “ aligning himself, the bodyguard plunged himself back into the prince.

“ as if i don’t know how to fuck you properly, “ he groaned lowly, working on a constant and quick pace, making sure to thrust in balls deep again. “ but i know, i know... i know that you’re going to scream, if i hit right here. “ and he thrust hard against that sensitive bundles of nerves. biggs knew this body like he knew his own. “ and you like me sucking on your nipples or when i bite down near your neck, lick across your ear lobe or thrust two fingers in besides my cock. i know all that, i don’t need your parents advice for heaven’s sake! “ and he thrust in deep and hard and ridiculously mercilessly, as if he was out to destroy his hole.

without much of a comment or sound, biggs trembled slightly when he shot his first load into terushima, big thick drop by drop pushed into the boy before he pulled out. he wiggled with his finger in front of the younger boy’s face, blissed out for real, drops of sweat clinging to his forehead, eyes blown out of proportion, mouth hanging wide open. “ turn around already or do you think we’re done? “

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@heartfated​​ »  [ want ] / oikawa and tsumuuuu | nsfw muse reaction prompts | closed

[ want ] your muse telling mine they want them.

it was right after practicing that most of the boys left for dinner and then they’d probably jump right into bed. that much was atsumu’s plan to. he was trying to match his new teammates for the drill matches, but... one thing always wasn’t working out. he either overestimated them or underestimated their skills. no one seemed to cooperate well with him and who was getting the blame? yes, only himself, while other players totally excelled and show off their skills. atsumu knew it wouldn’t be easy and once he was upset, it was hard for him to get back into shape. he had grown to know his original mates and could handle them perfectly, but even after the tenth day of training, he was still not used to playing with different boys. it was frustrating to say the least. the most frustrating fact was definitely the fact, that they didn’t even lose a game, but still... nobody spent any attention on them when the two best teams of the camp went against one another and there he was among the third best team.

chin pressed into his hand as he sat there for a moment on one of the banks, half naked but too annoyed and tired too care. he looked back at the shower before getting up and walking over. losing one piece of clothing after another he stopped at the far end of the showers and reached over to switch on the water.

he was surprised though when another hand stopped him in his tracks, fingers wrapping around his wrist. “ this isn’t funny, “ atsumu growled, but it wasn’t much of the threat when his tired eyes stared back at oikawa. huh. “ you can let go now. i just--- ” when atsumu noticed sharp gaze of the setter, he took a small step back, lips pushed into a thin line before his eyes drifted downwards...

oh, right...

they were completely naked and this was the shower.

“ like what you see? “ the tips of his ears started to glow when oikawa suddenly spoke up, body moving closer until he was pressed against the shower tiles with his back. soft tired eyes looked into oikawa’s as he felt a hand wrapping around his limp cock.

“ that’s a nice expression on your face. “ atsumu pressed his lips into a thin line, eyebrows furrowed as his hands reached forward to gently push oikawa backwards. futile, he noticed, but the blond was aware that he hadn’t really tried seriously. maybe... 

when oikawa leaned in even closer, atsumu turned his head to the other side. “ nobody paid attention to you? not something you’re used to, right? but that’s just fine. this way i can appreciate you all on my own. “ he could feel his cheeks burning, the cold shower tiles didn’t even feel half as cold as before and only slowly did he realise, that oikawa switched on the water as hard drops fell onto his skin.

“ now don’t be quiet, that’s not how i want you, ‘tsumu. “

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@dystcpiia​​ » 🍆 // olberic & alfyn | nsfw symbol meme | closed

🍆 For my muse to give your muse a blowjob

his cheeks were coloured in a soft shade of red as his hands tugged on the waistband of olberic’s shorts. he didn’t know what to say really, but the nod of olberic’s head made him feel a little bit more confident. he was the one who had suggested it after all. it had just been so long since he felt the last bit of comfort, love and affection and olberic looked so stunning and strong and part of alfyn couldn’t help wondering what he storing away in those pants... in short, he was horny and he knew it and he wasn’t even denying it, obviously.

pulling his shorts and underwear down, alfyn let his eyes feast on olberic’s soft cock. he sure wasn’t experienced, so this was going to be more of an experiment and he hoped olberic wasn’t going to end up upset with his choice of staying with alfyn.

letting his tongue ran over the prominent vein, he gently started sucking on the head, grimacing a little at the bitter taste before taking the cock in further and further. at least until it hit the back of his throat, making alfyn choke on his dick while he tried to get used to the size, heavy on his tongue, precum coating his throat white as hands reached forward to grab olberic’s hips. alfyn pulled back moments later, coughing a little and eyes glassy as he shook his head, eagerly taking the cock back into his mouth before he rather bravely started deep throating him, eyes shut tightly as silent tears ran down his cheeks.

“ sho-shorri, “ alfyn mouthed around his dick when he pulled back a bit, jaw feeling lose and somehow dislocated, but he also supposed he could get used to this, his cock twitching in his pants.

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mangherx​:

. 宮治 .

It’s not like it was anything new, people approaching Atsumu, being friendly with him, touching him. Osamu, however, didn’t feel like sharing him today, which did come to this boiling point when he was more or less ready to just ruin everything, just so he could keep Atsumu for himself. Every little noise the setter made in the tiny corner of the locker room was far too loud for his liking. Osamu bit down harder, leaving behind distinct half moon shaped marks from his teeth. If he bit any harder, he probably would have broken skin. He licked the ugly visible bruise on Atsumu’s neck. His mark, on his twin. 

Osamu was deaf and blind to the surroundings, mind occupied with nothing but Atsumu and the irritation that still simmered in his gut. He growled and shifted his leg closer, more firmly pressed against Atsumu. “Why not? Y’seem to enjoy the attention of others so much. We could give ‘em a proper show, don’tcha think?” his fingers dug deeper into Atsumu’s flesh, stormy grey eyes now locking with the honey colored ones of his twin. At least he let go of his hair. “My stupid attention whore of a brother. You’d get off on it, huh? You want ‘em to see, don’tcha? You’re getting hard,” Osamu pointed out, knowing well that it was also just a natural reaction to stimuli. 

The older of the two gripped Atsumu’s jaw, turning his head to the door where Aran chuckled at something Suna said, forcing the setter to look at them while having Osamu press their cheeks together. He purred, it sounding a little more mocking than the usual sweet or loving tone it had, “What if Shouyo saw you now, or… Kita-san?”

Osamu hated being jealous, the anger at himself for letting his feelings get the best of him just added to it. He ground his hips against Atsumu, groaning as a shudder run through him. With Atsumu practically trapped between him and the wall, he could move his hand down the curve of Atsumu’s spine to his ass. in the underwear and roughly squeeze a buttock. “What about your little fanclub? Hell, bet they’d want a piece of you if they saw you now…” his forehead was pressed against Atsumu’s temple as he hissed, fingers teasingly slipping between the cheeks to prod at Atsumu’s hole. “Too bad. You’re all mine.” And one finger pushed in to the first knuckle. 

“ s-samu, what’s wrong? “ atsumu also enjoyed their secret fucking sessions in the changing room, the showers, but this just... seemed different. osamu was scaring him with the way he stared into tsumu’s eyes, so full of anger and domination, that the younger twin didn’t know what to do. talking didn’t seem to be in osamu’s plans though, not with the way he bit down on his skin and tsumu cried out softly, head shaking a little as he reached forward to push at samu’s shoulders. “ come on, let’s stop--- “

his eyes grew wide at samu’s suggestion, the little masochistic and voyeuristic part of him definitely agreeing, but the far more rational part of him was just confused. was he... jealous? but of whom? atsumu merely had spend a bit of time talking to kita-san at the school gate and then he went into class with osamu as usual. the girls had approached him for a few presents, but none stayed long and samu had been at his side all the while, he knew there wasn’t any reason to be jealous. 

a small yelp left his lips feeling those fingers digging into his skin more and more. “ maybe another time i’d even agree, “ atsumu started talking, one hand pushing his knee down, because even he was aware that this wasn’t more than the usual reaction to stimulation. besides, if this wasn’t out of jealousy, anger or whatever, then maybe he’d enjoy this quite a lot. but not today, not like this. someone needed to cool his head and this was funnily something he’d say about himself.

“ s-stop, osamu--- what the--- “ before he could even react, osamu reached behind him, prodded at his hole and pushed in a knuckle halfway.

“ i said stop! “ atsumu yelled, kicking osamu in the side before he slapped him hard across the face with the palm of his hand. putting everything back into place atsumu leaned over. “ get off me and don’t show yourself to me before you have any kind of clue what you’ve just done to me! “