some steamy smut w abuto👩🏾🦯👩🏾🦯
✝ 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭 — 𝖠𝖡𝖴𝖳𝖮
i've never written for abuto until now, but it was worth a try and I think i did a good job writing his personality. thank you for this request, my dear <3
𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦. abuto x afab!reader
𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲. nsfw! unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, daddy kink, dirty talk
MASTERLIST
He’s supposed to work.
As vice-captain it’s his duty to keep everything in order, ensure every soldier precisely follows his orders and, much to his dismay, work through endless stacks of papers his commander won’t even dare to touch with a crooked little finger. If it weren’t for his damned responsible nature, these papers would still be sitting at the exact same spot in a century or two, untouched and hidden under a thick layer of dust.
Though witch each inked sheet grows the urge to punch Kamui between his teeth and knock them out one by one, use some of his untamed thirst for blood against him and give him a taste of his own medicine. Sure, it would feel good to hammer some sense into that brat’s skull, but in the end, it’ll only cause more trouble for Abuto and he already has too much work sitting on his desk to deal with another problem, growing steadily with each passing hour. That’s why he’s supposed to work, he reminds himself in a moment of clarity before the sound of your moans throws every rational thought he might have had overboard.
“Fuck, please,” you whine breathlessly, delicate fingers clasped around his hand that's wrapped tightly around your throat as he thrusts into your pussy. Everything about him is so big - from the girth of cock stretching you out so deliciously to his broad shoulders where your calves rest as he towers over you and uses the weight of his body to push further into your fluttering cunt. “P-Please, I need you to—”
“What do you want me to do, pretty girl?” A lazy grin pulls at the corners of his mouth. The tips of his fingers retreat, brushing against the reddened spots covering the juncture on your neck to let you speak and his cock throbs inside your cunt, already knowing what you’re begging for so desperately. Still, he craves to hear your choked moans, needs to hear you plead for his cum to satisfy the sadistic side of him only you get to see when you’re spread out for him every night. “Want me to fill you up, hm?”
“Yes! Breed me, please,” you sob pathetically, nodding helplessly as your eyes roll into the back of your head. Drool coats your swollen lips and every snap of his hips against yours, each thrust that forces his cock to nudge against your cervix makes it harder for you to speak, but you force the broken words out of your mouth because you know, he won’t give it to you until he hears you ask for it like the good girl you are. “I need it so fuckin’ bad, daddy. Want your cum inside me, please!”
And he’ll never deny your wish to breed you. How could he, when you’re turning into a babbling mess, squeezing his cock so tightly that it’s impossible for him to pull out — he has no choice but to stuff you full with his cum if he wants to get back to work anytime soon.
