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[niilue]

ෆ ִ ׁ sub quifrey

(name) chokes qifrey during sex. orgasm denied. whinny qifrey

qifrey is so damn dirty and erotic when they're in bed. who knew the kind and charismatic professor could let out such whimpering and vulgar words when you touched him.

the man's unnecessary whining would not go unnoticed by anyone, good thing there was no one in the house, because it was too loud.

"shut your mouth, qifrey." you hiss as you parcimoniously run your hands up and down his hard, throbbing member.

"i… can't… can't… very good" he couldn't even compose a sentence because he was so excited and lost.

you squeezed his cock in your hands and watched as pre-seminal fluid slowly gushed from the tip of his reddish member.

he stirred violently, his legs flapping as he sought to ease the pain of not being able to come. his skin glistened with sweat and his breathing was erratic.

qifrey choked on his own saliva as he screamed and cursed because you wouldn't let him come. "hold still, hahahaha…look how nice your cock looks, all red and wet…" you teased, running your fingernail over his tip and spreading his fluids.

"ughh! I'm going to die (name)" he said almost convulsing and taking your hands to move them quickly so he could reach the acclaimed climax. "don't stop, don't.. AHH! let me aa…" he whined biting his lips and looking at you with teary eyes.

he formed a tantrum for not being able to take control of his body and free himself from the knot in his belly that was burning inside him and making him squirm like a caged animal.

you grabbed him by the neck without warning and pushed him back onto the bed. "I want to see you try again" you exerted more pressure as you watched his mouth open like a fish looking for oxygen and strips of saliva escaped from the corner of his lips.

qifrey grinned like a maniac as he felt the air escaping from his lungs. it turned him on so much and you knew it.

"you like it like that, don't you? what a dirty boy." you crooned.

the man just nodded frantically. loving the sensation of running out of air and you still pumping his poor cock. he felt it was too much and could only laugh and roll his eyes because the excitement and the arousal he was feeling was so much.

it felt so dirty, vulgar and erotic. to have you take him in such a degrading way and make him look so pathetic, to cry because he wanted to cum. it was too exciting.

[nahonana]

Qifrey arches his back, turns his hips and twists the sheets up in his hands as you kiss down his neck, along his tense shoulders and down the middle of his spine all the way to his lower back. Your hand sits snugly between his thighs as he squeezes around you and shakes his head, trying to squirm free. You hold him and grin, “what’s the matter, shy?” and he flushed from the neck to the ears. You love how shy he gets whenever you’re around.

[sun-eat-er]

Thank you <3 you remember to save some kindness for yourself too, alright?

Love, Nana❤️

Hehe, yes of course. :)) ♥️

[nahonana]

Hiiii i Believe I got the right place this time (ﾟωﾟ)

And if it’s ok with you u I’d like to request number 6 please

And thank you in advance

Yes! You did, welcome! I apologize for the confusion :)

NAHONANA’S 550+ MILESTONE EVENT‼️

Prompt 6: Inui Seishu + Fingering

He doesn’t enjoy it any much as other things, but Inui will deal with it. He will sit through, more unresponsive than most, and wait for the foreplay to be over until he gets to the part he actually wants. He’ll let you push and pull your fingers in and out as much as you please, stifling a whine here and there or clenching a fist in the sheets as his thigh tremble, but you know you won’t work up the reaction you want out of him this way. No harm in wearing him down until you do decide to take what you want, though. Inui’s quieter, softer reactions are nice, too. They rule you up, they make you eager to get to the louder and rougher side of Inui. His hands often find your hair and hold, not tug, on it. He closes his eyes, lays back and lets you do your thing. You ease him open slowly, a finger at a time, watching as he slowly melts into the mattress beneath you

[nahonana]

event!! could u do either 9 or 15? i’m excited for more of your writing!

Yes, event!! Welcome to NAHONANA’S 550+ MILESTONE EVENT‼️ with Prompts 9&15

Prompt 9: Sano Manjiro | Mikey + Teasing:

THIS ASK

Prompt 15: Mitsuya Takashi + Personality Problems :

Mitsuya Takashi, despite his appearances and public demeanor, is a fucking menace. He snaps and bites. He’s cranky and grumpy. You bet that you’ll change that attitude and he takes you up on the bet, arms crossed over his chest and grumbling about how he doesn’t have time for this. He’s grinding down on you and complaining that you aren’t fast enough meeting hips hips, so he yanks you up by the arms until you’re face to face and pouts at you until you laugh and give him a kiss. When he’s overstimulated, he sobs and begs and apologizes to you, presenting himself all spread out, wet, needy and oh-so-pretty. You can’t deny him when he’s like that, after all, so you indulge and he’s fucked away in bliss. When he’s fucked out, he’s sleepy, rubbing against your thighs and hugging you while he snores, and he looks so much like an angel that you can’t recognize that demanding, rough, whining brat from just minutes earlier. While you gently clean him off and kiss away any soreness, he mumbles and grumbles in his sleep, complaining already about the next morning, and you fondly roll your eyes. His personality, during sex, before sex, after sex, whatever— can never be predicted, but you know for a fact he’s a brat, the biggest one out there, when he doesn’t get what he thinks you want, and you love it.

[nahonana]

Hiya :)) I’d like to request number 9, please. I lovelove Mikey soso much, he literally has my whole heart.

Congratulations again on the 550+ followers, Nana! I know the number will only continue to grow. <3

Panda! Hi! Firstly, welcome to my inbox! It’s the first time I’ve seen you here, it’s an honor! And second, hell yeah, let’s get some mikey appreciation! Thank you so much for your kindness throughout my months on this blog ❤️ it means the world to me and I hope you’ll get to stick through with me while the numbers grow :)

NANA’S 550+ MILESTONE EVENT‼️

Prompt 9: Sano Manjiro | Mikey + Teasing

Manjiro despises it when you tease. He hates what you do. He gets fussy when you tease him for being possessive, he gets grumpy when you poke and prod at his buttons, and he gets flustered when you push that button. He mewls and wails and hits and paws and bites at whatever part of you he can reach. He kicks his legs and shakes his head, hair flying. When you stroke his hair back with one hand, the other at his ass, and croon, “naughty, naughty. this isn’t the manjiro I know”, he goes quiet and his face is beer read. He lowers his chin and his bangs frame his face like a curtain. He sits quietly in your lap as you bounce him on your fingers and takes it all as you wish until you start up another round of teasing that gets him riled up and fighting. You love it when he fights, because it gives you a work out until you can coo it out of him over and over again, working his entire body loose

[nahonana]

Hiii, i hope you’re doing well🌼

could u do prompt 13 and 3 as well if you want:) can’t wait to read more of ur writings x

Hellooo, I’m doing well! Thanks! and of course I can! Here is NAHONANA’S 550+ MILESTONE EVENT‼️

Prompt 3: Hanma Shuuji + hate sex and Prompt 13: Hitto Kakucho + affirmation

Hanma Shuuji + Hate Sex:

Hanma absolutely loves it. He loves every moment, every second, from the time he’s getting under your skin and tugging on your hair and pushing every blaring red button he can reach with his spidery fingers, to when he’s finally slammed into the concrete outside the cemetery and your hand is tangled in his hair.

“Oh?” Hanma is blinking up at you, only momentarily shocked, before his face splits into the widest grin you’ve ever seen. You want to slap it off his face. Hanma gets the memo and jeers, “You’ll get your chance.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Is all you say in reply before your lips crash against his.

Your teeth hit his and you bite him and lick into his mouth so that he understands how much you hate him. Your hand tightens on his hair until it’s a fist and you yank him in whatever direction helps you bite and suck at his lips, draw his tongue out, or whatever the fuck it is that hits you in the head. You pant and hiss when Hanma nips back, playfully, eyes open as he watches you.

You mutter, “Freak. Disgusting freak,” into his mouth and he swallows it.

He is a disgusting freak. A clown. A fucking menace, and you hate it. When he finds the nerve to giggle at you for the second time, your other hand grabs his chin and pushes him back down by the neck. He gasps and his eyes flutter before he lays down and goes slack against you as you crawl over him, now in his lap. You hunch over him, no longer fighting his mouth and glare down at him.

“I’m gonna fuck your brains out.” You promise.

“Oh, please do.” Hanma says hoarsely. “It’s about time someone did.”

You click your tongue and Hanma lays down again, spreading his legs when you lodge your knee between them.

“How do you want me?”

“Dead.”

“Maybe next time.”

You frown and Hanma laughs. You ignore it. Your hands travel down Hanma’s chest as he gasps and shudders, ripping his suit open and discarding his tie. You rake your nails down his ribs and across his hips which have them stuttering until you reach his pants.

“Hm. I don’t want to fuck you there,” you say.

He makes a noise in his throat and you immediately move your hands to his ass instead. You lean in and make your lips move against his ear, necks touching.

“I want to fuck your stupid ass.”

Hanma’s hands twitch against your chest from where he had them pressed, trying to keep some space between you two so that you couldn’t feel his heart racing and mutters, “Weren’t you going to even if you didn’t tell me?”

“Yeah.”

“Then get on with it.”

You raise an eyebrow and pinch his ass through his trousers. Hanma squeaks.

“I’m the one making the calls, not you.”

Soon enough, you’re three fingers in and knuckle deep inside Hanma, stretching his hole. It didn’t take much to get his pants off, even though he wiggled and wiggled. You held his hips and slowly unzipped him as he rolled his eyes.

You go dry. He doesn’t need to be prepped pleasantly. There was nothing pleasant about their situation anyway; and you were there to make sure Hanma was as miserable as possible

He arched his back and wailed when you pumped your fingers and circled his rim. He groaned when you pulled them out. He cried when you pushed them back in. And he repeated every noise when you repeated your motions

You leave your knee wedged between his legs as he jerks his hips and rubs against you. You let him. You bite at his face and spit on his chest and neck as he swallows and you torture him in every way possible

After you hate him, but it’s never enough, and it’s late. You’re tired of the same old thing and you take his discarded clothing and throw it into his arms

“You’re fucking boring for all that talk,” you say with a huff.

Hanma reaches out and grabs you by your shirt, pulling you down. He presses his lips to yours and then lets you pull away. His bruised and swollen lips and pushed into a grin again. You’re disgusted.

“You aren’t.” He tells you happily. “I had a good time.”

“Fuck you.”

“Come again sometime, ‘kay?”

Prompt 13: Hitto Kakucho + Affirmation

Kakucho lives for affirmation, he needs it. Whatever form of it he can get, he wants. Gentle touches that urge him to do better and that he’s done so well drive him crazy; he arches and butts into them, crying for more. Gentle words like “you’re so good for me” “you’ve done so well” and “that’s it, that’s my good boy” have him smiling and beaming as he prepares for more and more because he’s been good enough for you. He deserves it, he thinks, but he never says it until you confirm it; so when you kiss his thighs and pat his legs, saying, “you’ve earned a reward, baby”, he throws himself back against the pillows propped up against his back and neck and allows himself to be treated.