Very very canon...I feel like there are a few guys like this - heisuke, shin, choso, august, takuma...
You’re straddling his lap, soft moans escaping your lips as you grind slowly over his bulging sweats. He throws his head back, his hand gripping tightly on your thighs, his mouth in a gentle ‘o’.
You don’t bother removing your underwear, you’ve been like this for some time now, leaning over your boyfriend’s chest, attached at the mouth. You pull the soaked fabric aside and free his now throbbing cock from his sweats. Running your thumb slowly over the thick vein on the underside, his adam’s apple bobs as he swallows dryly and a soft whimper escapes his lips.
‘Oh…does that feel good?’ you ask feigning ignorance.
He nods feverishly, his head still laid back and his cock twitching in your hands. You line him up gently and lean further forward, his chest heaving underneath you in anticipation. His hard cock slips in easily and you sink down slowly, your walls clenching around him - shocked by the sudden fullness. Head whipping up, you feel his hot breath by the shell of your ear as a broken whine emerges from his lips. You shudder at the sound, your hole involuntarily squeezing around him.
‘Oh shit…you feel so…good’ he whimpers, broken and high pitched.
His whines and moans go straight to your pussy as you feel your wetness leaking around his cock. You loved these sounds he makes as you clench around him. You arched your back, grinding painfully slowly, pressing down hard to take him as far as possible.
‘Oh…ngh’ He whimpers and gasps incessantly in your ear, chills running down your neck.
‘Wait…stop-p…I can’t come…ye..t’ his voice breaks, small and pathetic. Smiling against his cheek wickedly you lift yourself right to his leaking tip and slam down in one swift motion. His hands rush to grip your waist as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, desperately trying to subdue his helpless whines.
You hold his chin as you tip back his tear stained face.
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Thanks for this!! Here we have Dulce and Ángel debating this topic as if they're being interviewed:
Oh god okay okay I’m so so sorry have fun-Spanish Speaking YamaguchiYamaguchi who moved from Spain to Japan at the tender age of two but never forgot his roots! Yamaguchi who speaks Spanish around the house to his Mama as it’s her first language and he knows how much joy it brings her to hear her son speak it. Tsukki loving every second he hears Yamaguchis native tongue because god the way the words slip off his lips is so seductive it makes him feel weak at the knees. Yamaguchi feeling so self conscious of his inability to learn English because he already knows two languages; three is just too much to comprehend at this point in his life. Just Yamaguchi speaking Spanish, okay?- Kenma is Protective AFAs a kid, or even as a teenager, Kenma isn’t the easiest accepted of people. He is small and quiet and a loner in his class and he doesn’t believe he has many close friends. However those he does have? He would die for them. Like when people made fun of Lev for his legs (they’re so long and spindly he seems to tower over the rest of the class and he loves it because volleyball but also hates it because it’s just another thing that makes him different from the rest of the class) Kenma glared at them so intensely they got freaked and left. Kenma going anonymously onto people’s accounts who have been bothering his pals and sending them subtle threats to back off. Yet in person he is the least likely person to ever show it but he would crush anyone if it meant keeping his team safe. And Kuroo knows this. That’s why he lets him do as he likes because he knows no matter what he will always do what’s best for his friends.- Iwaizumi would do anything to make sure his friends are happy and comfortableOne day at practice Makki complains about his phone breaking meaning he won’t be able to call anyone. The next day he walks into the gymnasium and right there next to his bag is a brand new phone. Another time Watari needs textbooks for his literature class otherwise he knows for sure he is going to fail it. Two days later all the books he needs, plus additional revision material, are waiting for him in his locker. On a separate occasion Kyoutani complains about his back hurting from all the spiking and low and behold the day after there is a back massager sitting waiting for him in his bag. For months no one knows what’s going on until finally Oikawa steps in. Iwaizumi Hajime may not come from a exceptionally rich family but he does have a exceptionally big heart and Tooru knows this better than anyone. Working late, doing night shifts and overtime just to have the money to make sure his friends and family never go without. He would never take credit for it of course but Oikawa knows anyway. After all this is the same boy who waits with him for hours after practice just so Oikawa can get in that last perfect serve. He is the boy who will answer his phone at 3am with a groan and a complaint but never the less still answers. He is the boy who would come home from school and pull a blanket over his mother and swear to himself that one day she wouldn’t be so constantly tired that the only things in her life were work and sleep. And, most importantly, he is the boy who, on the night of Oikawas 6th birthday, didn’t get a wink of sleep for the sole reason he was still preparing his present. The thing Oikawa wanted the most in the work. To see the stars. Being 6 of course that was impossible but there would be one way. Iwaizumi couldn’t send Oikawa to the stars so instead he would bring them to him. And as the last star shone a glowing green in the blackness of Oikawas darkened room it was done. 100 stars, 20 packets littered on the bedroom floor and one very very thankful little boy still asleep in his bed with another stood just beside him. Dreaming of the stars.- The Captains all have a group chat.Kuroo and Bokuto Meme, Daichi is confused, Ushiwaka is silently observing and Oikawa is fangirling and hating on Ushi. Literally enough said. Y'all know this is canon.Okay wow I have a lot more I have never written here before and idek if these make sense but whatever! So okay yeah wow I’m scared okay sorry
Gaku holding your tits while he fucks your brains out...
Fuck
Fuck indeed
‘Stay just like that…like a good girl’
Your pussy ached below, your wetness drenching the sheets underneath. Gaku had been torturously playing with you for an hour now, his hands ghosting over your body until settling on your breasts. Finding his new favourite spot he nipped and pulled expertly, perhaps finding some familiarity with his usual past time.
His hands were cold and a shiver ran down your spine with his first touch. His expression mildly fascinated as he pulled your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You arched your back in response, a moan escaping your lips.
‘You like that baby?’ He murmured, almost to himself, there was no time to respond however as he leaned down and enveloped your other nipple in his mouth. Tugging and nipping with his teeth, swirling his tongue around the hard bud. His eyes glanced upwards, making eye contact as he sucked hard. Your face contorted as pleasure ran through your body and his gaze was intense as he doubled down and worked at your chest with fervour.
Switching between your tits, he groped at the soft skin and grazed his teeth over your now sensitive and slightly sore nipples. Just like the games his played incessantly, he’d found another fascination with your body and committed himself to it wholeheartedly until he got the result he wanted.
‘Gaku…’ you whined, hips bucking, desperate to have him inside you.
‘Stay just like that…like a good girl’
You nodded breathlessly. His large calloused hands squeezed on your boobs, pushing them together and holding you down tightly. You glanced down, slightly concerned by the size of his length. It throbbed, the head red and glistening with pre. Much like the man himself his cock was thick and the prospect of taking him was daunting.
Noticing your concern he tilted his head in question.
‘What? can’t you take it?’
’No I can..’ you stated too quickly.
You bit your lip, all hesitation disappearing at the thought of him not giving you want you want.
Grunting in acknowledgement he entered you inch by inch. Stretching you wide, your walls strained and clamped around him. You gasped and moaned loudly, he’d worked you so well and for so long you were practically dripping and he’d entered you with surprising ease.
He groaned and without waiting for you to adjust further he pulled back and slammed into your soaking walls. His hips moved at a frantic pace as he plowed into you, still griping your tits for leverage.
His head dipped down as he stared at your adjoined bodies, a rim of white gooey liquid emerging at your rim, he tensed, pausing slightly. You watched his face, his expression was dark and his eyes intense, you could see the flicker of a decision and then he was grabbing your hips, throwing your legs upwards and drawing your lower half even further down his cock.
He was a man addicted, his hands pressing you down into the mattress as he pounded into you, starving for you. He was so deep within you you could feel his tip grazing your cervix and his outline was clear through your stomach.
‘So pretty’ he groaned, speeding up and holding your hips up slightly at the sweetest angle.
‘Oh my god…gaku’ you whined, your legs shaking now as you felt your release building.
‘tell me you want it’
‘I…want you gaku…want you to fill me up’ you murmured. You head tilted to the side as the feeling intensified and your eyes squeezed shut, drooling slightly.
‘…shit…gonna fill you up real good’
His hands dug deeply inside your supple skin, leaving bruises, but you didn’t feel a thing. He was fucking you dumb and you loved it. Sliding against your walls he growled as his cum flooded your cunt and you milked him dry. But he didn’t stop, stuffing his cum into your pussy, obscene squelching filling the room.
A thumb came to press on your clit and you cried out, finally breaking. Your hands gripped the sheets as pleasure ripped through your body and you shook violently.
Coming down from your high your eyes met his. His chest heaved as he gazed at you so intensely your pussy clenched.
‘Gaku?’
Suddenly your flipped onto your stomach. Gaku, pressed his weight onto you, now flush against your back, his hot breath by your ear.
‘I’m not done’ and your walls fluttered as he hardened again inside of you.
teasing gaku until hes fed up and fucks your brains out🫰🏾
I love your writing and the way you put everything together it's literally perfect💕
awh fanks ( ⸝⸝´ ᵕ `⸝⸝)
I really enjoyed writing this one - so i hope you like it!
Every minute he’d been away you’d been imagining his return, bending you over the table in the centre of the warehouse, pressed against the wall with your legs to his chest, your mind had been racing with each delicious idea. Maybe it was the throbbing between your legs but his appearance, finally emerging in the doorway, had you drooling. biceps bulging from the strain of his weapon, veins exaggerated and his brow slick with sweat. He ran his hand through his hair, breathing still a little laboured from whatever task kei has assigned him.
‘Hey’ he muttered as he pulled off his soaked shirt, oblivious to the effect he was having. You crawled over in response, intent on satisfying your fantasies.
Unfortunately that was 20 minutes ago and gaku had remained either ignorant or defiant.
You had to be merciless. You were already laying beside him in your smallest pyjama shorts, on your back, on show, hand creeping up his thigh. But now you’d gotten yourself a snack, just an innocent little snack.
‘Where’s mine?’
‘In the kitchen’
‘Hmph’
Your tongue rolled over the cream on your finger slowly, exaggerated, his eyes flickered over to you, adjusting himself slightly in his pants. You had him now.
‘Can’t you share’
‘Hmm, s’ppose’ you extended a finger covered in cream, towards his face. He hesitated for a moment, reluctant to give in to your teasing. Finally, sucking the sweetness clean from your digit, he sat back quickly, his pants starting to bulge from his growing interest.
‘Did you want more?’
‘..sure’
His eyes watched you hungrily as your hand now travelled beneath your shorts and between your legs, your face breaking into a teasing grin.
‘Go get it then’
‘You like teasing me huh…’
You feigned innocence but continued to touch yourself, slowly rubbing over your clit as you stared at his large frame and piercing grey eyes. You gasped and he lurched forward, grabbing onto your wrist firmly, halting your movements.
That was it.
‘You just had to fuckin’ push me’
He grabbed your arm, rolling you over. Your face pressed hard into the fabric of the sofa, your ass in the air, soaked pussy peaking from beneath your strained shorts.
His cock plunges into you without warning, shorts pulled aside.
‘mmph!’
‘Don’t bother…gonna…fuck you…so stupid…so dumb…you won’t be able to speak’ he stammers in between thrusts.
He drags his cock between your soft walls slow and mean, hands anchoring your hips, preventing you from squirming away.
Your eyes flutter close as your mind turns to mush. His cock reaching that soft bundle of nerves deep inside, balls slamming against your pussy as he plunges into you again and again.
Your thighs shake as you sob and cry out. Tears stream down your face as you beg him to make you come, but you’re too fucked out to speak the words out loud.
He leans over, wrapping an arm around your neck, bicep against your chin pulling your had upwards.
‘This is what you get…fuckin’ ruined’
His cock stretches you wide as he pushes in from the new angle. His breath hot on your ear, quiet groans escaping his lips as he slips in and out of your entrance with ease. He lets you bury your face in his bicep, drool messily coating his skin as your moans vibrate across his muscle.
His other hand strokes down your stomach, your hips bucking in response. The pad of his thumb draw circles around your clit and you break, walls clenching around him. You milk him dry as he groans and spills inside you, holding you down hard, making sure to fuck his seed deep into you.
Hand around your neck he brings you up, flat against his chest, still inside you.
one glance at this man and we're already thirsting ♡(˃͈ ˂͈ )
We know so little about Alto but I totally see him as the soft on the surface but absolutely feral on the inside type.
⟢ Once he becomes aware of his feelings, he’d be reluctant at first, still hesitant to really let go with you. Your hands would brush as you walk, meeting each others eyes as you laugh about some graffiti in canvas town. But he wouldn’t give in yet, even if every part of him ached for you.
⟢ When it becomes apparent you feel the same he’d be cautious still, worried about ruining things between you. He’d kiss you softly, while he holds your hand loosely and his thumb strokes the back of your hand. Holding you close but not pressing himself too closely to your body.
⟢ Day to day he wouldn’t be dramatic with his affection, he’d watch you intently from the back of whatever temporary accommodation you had that day. His gaze slowly dragging across your body, his expression unreadable. Frankly he’d let it bottle up until he couldn’t contain his need for you any longer.
⟢ You smile up at him and he grabs your wrist pulling you to him, smashing his lips into yours. His other hand firmly on your waist holding you tightly to his chest. Kissing you deeply he’d lose himself completely in you, nipping on your lower lip, your hands holding his face moving to tangle in his hair.
⟢ After holding back so long he’d want to touch ALL OF YOU. He would take his time appreciating every inch of your body. But after waiting so long to let himself have you he’d be so drunk on you. He'd be fervent and intense, your mind hardly able to keep up with the sensations across your body as he worshipped you. Open mouth kisses along your neck, collarbone, ankles, legs and thighs working up to your drenched pussy throbbing in anticipation.
After a slight pause to ensure you’re on board, he’d be so hungry for you he’d forget all restraint, completely knocking the breath out of you as he presses down on top.
⟢ Your first time together he’d waist no time pushing your pants aside so he can push into you from below, holding you against the wall with his weight, one leg over his arm. Your arms grip his shoulders as you slide against the wall, his hips slamming into you. He’d love to gaze down and watch as he enters you, his head against your neck, jaw slackening at the slight. Just in awe of the fact he finally has you all to himself.
⟢ Part of his intensity during sex would be his eye contact, pressing your now sweaty foreheads together, he’d love to stare into your eyes and hold that contact while you cum.
‘Don’t look away baby….come with me…’
He wants to see you overwhelmed with pleasure, breaking apart in front of him. Catching your moans with his mouth as he dives in for a final kiss.
⟢ I just know this man LOVES to eat pussy he’d be desperate to taste you, moaning across your entrance as he licks deeply, lapping your juices. Of course he’d love if you sit on his face but I think he’d frankly go straight to throwing your legs over his shoulders and sucking on your folds, curling his tongue and pressing against your walls as you pour all over his tongue and mouth.
⟢ Once he gets down to it though he’d show no mercy, he’d pull you down over his (lets not lie pretty fucking big) dick in one movement. Holding your hips so tightly it might well leave marks, pulling you up and down his length, pushing himself deeper into you as he sets a rapid rhythm.
⟢ He’d fucking love prone bone as a position so he can push himself so deep and drive you crazy beneath him. Pistoning you up and down on his cock, your walls squeezing him tightly as he presses against your sensitive spot with his leaking tip again and again.
⟢ I don’t think he’d be very loud but he GROANS deep and gravely and broken. When he’s close he leans down by your ear, breath heavy and hot.
⟢ I reckon a lot of people would see him with a breeding kink (AND HE DOES) but he’d be super careful not to risk things when he knows what sort of world he’d be bringing a baby into. Although since he loses all reason when he’s inside you there is the possibility he would give in and coat your walls with his cum, holding himself inside you after twitching and going soft (Rudo had to be born somehow). If you were in a safe place however and he knew you wanted it to, there would be no holding this man back. He’d hold your hips at just the right angle and thumb your clit in perfect little circles so you’re cumming so hard along his cock, your body shaking from head to toe. All the while he’d be watching you intently from above, murmuring between groans…
‘Take all of me darling…that’s right…’
‘You’re going to be so full…full with our child…’
‘gonna make me a daddy aren’t you….’
⟢ When he comes back to his senses he might feel a little bad and whispers apologies in your ear, kissing all over your face promising he’ll be gentler next time (he won’t).
As a result he is aftercare KING, he would always make sure he cares for you and that extends to after sex. He’d clean you up, dress you even and carry you to a soft place to sleep, stroking your hair gently until you drift off.
