α΄α΄‘κ±: α΄ α΄ΙͺΙ΄Ι’ Ιͺα΄ α΄‘ΚΙͺΚα΄ α΄Ι΄ α΄α΄ΚΚ
Sae's fingers were knuckle deep inside of you, curling up and hitting that exact spot that had you arching your back off the bed. He knew you so well and what made you fold even when his attention wasn't on you.
Like right now, how he was focused on a phone call rather than his pretty little gf who was a complete mess under him.
The phone was on speaker beside you, one of his hands occupied by your cunt and the other covering your mouth everytime you got too loud.
The call was getting way too long even if it had only been 4 minutes.
He moved his hand from your mouth, covering your entire tit and roughly massaging it while abusing your poor nipple.
"Shh, quiet" he whispered quietly, agreeing with whatever the man on the phone was saying.
His hand came to cover your mouth again as you got too loud
"Yeah well that's a problem for tomorrow. I'll deal with this when I have time" sae abruption said, cutting the guy off. He tried saying something but it was too late and sae had already cut the call.
"You're so needy. You came 3 times from my fingers alone. How're you gonna take my cock now?" He asked, pushing up against your throbbing pussy.
"You start shaking and crying whenever you get a little bit too overstimulated so I'm surprised at how well you kept quiet"
"Right, my little attention whore?" Tears rolled down your face and all you could do was nod as sae pulled his digits out and placed them in his mouth
Isagi who comes home late from practice. Cock straining in shorts only because earlier today you were so kind as to send him a picture of your tits, your nipples hard and untouched. And another one not too long after of you wearing blue lace panties with a small darker blue spot in the middle, captioned - she's needy and misses you - only making isagi more eager to get home.
He quietly entered the room seeing you sound asleep. He took a quick shower. he couldn't wait to have you, making him forget to dry his hair off. He crawled on top of you, tucking your hair behind your ear. Watching your relaxed expression in awe.
It was unfortunate that you were asleep because if it weren't for that, isagi would be fucking you silly right now.
But he can't help himself, can he? He had to wait all day just to see you again, only for you to be asleep. And none of it changed the fact that his cock was as hard or even harder than before.
He carefully moved your panties to the side, pulling his erection out and rubbing it against your folds. You squirmed around, not having a single clue what was happening while you were away in dreamland.
He could feel your pussy throbbing around him. Each thrust against your folds made you more wet than before. You moaned, trying to turn away from your desperate bf only for him hold down your shoulders.
"Mm- fuck- yeah.. sorry baby, I couldn't help myself"
He moaned quietly, your nipples poking through the tank top you had on.
He eventually came, admiring the work he created on your pussy. Placing your panties back in place and falling to the side, pulling you into his chest.
Sae itoshi always gets what he wants. He always has. He picks his lovers similar to how he picks his suits; expensive, eye catching, and easily disposable.Β
You caught his eye one day and since that day, youβve been trapped. When he first saw you, he knew he had to have you because if you could catch the attention of the sae itoshi, then youβve probably caught the attention of many other men.Β
And to sae, that was a challenge. He had to have you. He had to have a girl wrapped around his arm that everyone would stop and stare at.Β
But in the end, thatβs all you were to him. A possession, an object. Maybe even a decoration piece for him.Β
He didnβt love you, no no, that was beyond his understanding. Love?? Who were you kidding. He was drawn to you like a king is drawn to gold and many shiny things.Β
He said he loved you. He would hold you close to him, he would kiss you in the most random times and places, he bought you whatever you wanted, treated you like a queen, fucked you with unexplainable desire. So what was wrong? I mean anyone who saw you guys would think you're both the ideal couple, right?Β
Wrong.Β
He didnβt love you because he owned you but owning something doesnβt mean youβll love it. He held you close so you couldnβt leave. He kissed you so the only taste on your lips was his. He bought you gifts so you would always be indebted to him. He fucked you so youβll never forget the shape of his cock; even if you left, his traces would still linger inside of you.Β
If it werenβt for the fact that he has a career that demands his attention 24/7, he wouldβve gotten you pregnant by now.Β
But all that faded into nothing when you told him it was over.Β
He was on the couch, unmoving. Why? he asked himself.Β
You had the nerve to leave him when he made you feel nothing but happiness and pleasure?Β
You didnβt answer him when he told you that youβre being dramatic and whatever is bothering you can be talked about.Β
You just grabbed your things from his apartment and left.Β
Maybe you just needed a break, right? Sae has done so much for you, there's no way you could actually leave him. Or so he thought until he saw you outside a cafe, your hand holding onto some random guyβs shoulder while you laughed.Β
You were no longer saeβs possession, meaning other guys could gawk at you, hit on you, hell even ask you out.Β
Not for Sae though. You were his. You ARE his and you always will be his. No matter how many times you choose to run away and tell him itβs over.Β
You think he was just going to let you break up with him so you could talk to other guys. Yeah no.Β
. έβ βΉ . έΛ . έ
After your little βdateβ, you arrived home. It was chilly outside, probably because it was gonna start raining soon.Β
You were giggling and smiling the whole way home and while taking off your shoes until a cold chill ran down your spine. Turning around to find Sae leaning back on your couch, swishing around a glass of whiskey. He was looking at the tv in front of him that wasnβt playing but he had definitely heard you enter.Β
You rushed up to him, standing in front of him seething in disbelief.Β
βWhat. the. Fuck, sae!β you shouted, eyes wide open in rage. The audacity of this man to break into your house, relax on the couch while drinking as if heβs in his own home.Β
βHello to you too, ynβΒ
βDonβt fucking hello me!? Get outβ you scowled, pointing at the door. He smirked, grabbing your arm and pulling you onto his lap. Wrapping that same hand around your waist and pulling you close enough to feel the heat of his body.Β
Your chest pressed against his. You couldnβt look more furious and he seemed just as amused, like he was having the time of his life.Β
βFor one, stop yelling, itβs lateβΒ
βHow about, for one, we start by you getting the fuck out of my houseβ you said more quietly this time but with still the same amount of rasp in your voice.Β
He sighed, taking a sip of his, your drink.Β
βBaby, i thought i told you we could talk about whatever was bothering you enough to make you leave but you decide to go out with other men not even a few days after leaving me.βΒ
βSae, iβm not your goddamn girlfriend anymore, i can do whatever the hell i want and see whoever the hell i want. But none of that gives you the right to break into my apartment!βΒ
βSee, this is where we see things differently. Youβre still my girlfriend, whether you like it or notβ
βI'm not your posses-β
βShh, iβm not done. The old you would jump on my dick any chance you got but you spend less than a week without me and now youβre all different. You think just because we arenβt βdatingβ anymore, you can do whatever you please, huh!?β he grits his teeth, narrowing his eyes on you. The look on your face is everything heβs been dying to see. Scared, shaken, even speechless.Β
He breaths out, cupping the side of your face with one hand, caressing your cheek with his thumb
βIβm sorry, i didnβt mean to scare you.β lies.Β
Your lip trembled as you tried getting off his lap, but his hand was faster, wrapping itself around you to keep you in closer.Β
βPlease.. Leaveβ your voice broke hoping sae might take pity on you and leave but it had quite the opposite effect.
βYou arenβt in your right mind, baby. Did that guy say something weird to you? Youβre not like this at all. We both know i'm the best option for you, right?β he gently cooed, tucking a hand under the hem of your shirt.
βNo can treat you like i do, yn. Nobody knows you like me. Iβm all you need, remember? And nobody can fuck you as good as i do, iβm the only one who knows how to make my girl feel good and make her cum, isnβt that right?β he kissed your cheek, whispering so softly and gently against your skin. You sniffled, nodding.Β
He brought the whiskey glass to your lips. You stared at him with doe eyes, not wanting to drink the alcohol. He raised an eyebrow, removing his hand from your waist and grabbing a handful of your hair to pull your head back.Β
You couldnβt even voice the pain or shock that coursed through your body because your mouth was filled with the bitter taste of whiskey.Β
Every last drop went in your mouth, having no choice but to either choke on it or drink it. Choosing the safer option, you let it flow down your throat, shutting your eyes as some stray tears fell from the corners and into your hair.Β
He let you go, setting the glass on the table.
βMore?β he asked as if he didnβt just force it down your throat. You shook your head no.Β
βI'm.. tired, saeβ you mumbled, praying that he will let you go. He smirked, gripping your jaw, his fingers dug into your cheeks coercing your lips into a pout.Β
βSleep all you want but iβm not leaving until iβm done reminding you who you belong toβ he leaned in, whispering against your ear, you placed your hands on his chest, trying to push back but like always, it was no use.Β
His lips trailed down from your ear, to your jaw. His hand still holding your face with that punishing strength. You tried shaking your head, tears welled up in your eyes but his lips were already on yours, licking and biting. Leaving them all red and swollen.Β
βLet me go, please, please let me goβ you begged the second he let go of your face. Not missing the glint of amusement in his eyes.Β
βStop fighting it, i know you want it.β he mumbled, unbuttoning his shirt. Gently placing you on the couch and pinning your hands beside your head.
βRight? You want it, right?β he asked, coaxing you into nodding an uncertain yes. He gave you a small smile, wiping your tears away. He took off your shirt and let you take off your pants and underwear.Β
He took your hands and placed them on his belt, indirectly asking your to pull out his cock. Which you did.Β
Running 2 fingers along your pussy to gather up all your slick and shoving them inside of you making you gasp and grip his shoulders.Β
He scissored you open, gently massaging your inside, doing the things that he knows made you squirm and moan.Β
He leaned down, tilting your face up so he could capture your lips with his. Grabbing hold of your untouched tits. Tightly squeezing them while lining his cock up with your entrance. All your pleas and moans were swallowed up by Sae who thrusted so deep inside of you, you swore you saw stars.Β
Tears rolled down your face while sae fucked your brains out. Even you couldnβt tell if they were tears of pleasure or tears of pain.Β
The red head male kissed your eyes, shushing you and telling you everything is okay.Β
βShh, quiet baby, quiet, itβs alright. Nothing to cry about, yeah? It's okayβ his words were comforting but his actions werenβt. He grabbed your hips, blunt nails digging into your skin while yours dug into his back, leaving red scratches.Β
βFuck, your pussy feels amazing. So fucking wet and warmβ he mumbled against your neck, thrusting deeper with every word.Β
You cried his name out as you covered his fat cock with your cum. Soon after pulling an orgasm out of him as well. He couldnβt be bothered to pull out, emptying his load inside of you and painting your pink walls, white.Β
. έβ βΉ . έΛ . έ
He showered you and dried you up. You were half asleep sitting in front of your vanity while he blow dried your hair. He set the dryer down after completing the last bunch.Β
He stood behind you, looking down at you with a blank expression but his eyes were dark. Running a hand through your hair, he cupped your jaw, making you look up at him. Your eyes red from crying and the rest of your body covered in similar red coloured bite marks and hickies.Β
βHow do you feel?βΒ
βTired..β you mumbled, wanting to cry and scream but not having enough energy after sae ruined your insides for hours on end.Β
βLook in the mirrorβ you obeyed, tilting your head down as much as saeβs grip would let you. Staring at your fucked up self.Β
βNow tell me. Who do you belong to?β he whispered, burying half his face in your hair.
βYou..β
βWho?β
βYou, sae.β you said a bit louder, giving him what he wantedΒ
βWhoβs the only one thatβs allowed to fuck you and ruin you?βΒ
βSae..β your voice faltered.Β
βWhose the only person youβre allowed to be withβΒ
βYouβ you swallowed harshly, trembling as sae placed his chin on your shoulder.
βAre you ever gonna forget that?βΒ
βNo.. neverβΒ
βOne last time. Tell me who youβll belong to no matter what.βΒ
βSae Itoshi..β you whispered accepting that no matter what you do, this is your life now. Youβll forever be a possession of a man who thinks controlling and owning someone means loving them.Β
βThatβs my girl.βΒ
a/n: Guyssss this was such a crazy thing to write. but toxic sae on top, fr. this was a bit long but hopefully the flow of the story was good and kept your attention. idk if i mentioned but these stories won't be drabbles or short stories. they're gonna be full length one shots.
write pls an one shot where isagi wins a match and reader suck him in the locker room
Β°γ βΰΌΊ winner's prize - Isagi yoichi
Smut mdni, Explicit content, oral
Isagi yoichi knew heβd win. He felt it, he knew the winning goal would go to his team and heβd be the one scoring it; and what more, his sweet, precious girlfriend came all the way from home to support him, screaming his name. So he had no choice but to win, he couldnβt disappoint his girl.Β
Β°γ βΰΌΊΰΌ»βγ Β°
The game had ended, after a few interviews here and there; you ran up to yoichi, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a soft kiss. The salty smell of sweat mixed with his cologne invaded your nose, which you donβt know why but you loved it.Β
βAhh, doll, βm sweaty, donβt clingβ he chuckled playfully. A blush crept up your face as the flashes of the cameraβs went off.Β
Isagi couldnβt help but laugh at your expression, kissing your cheek.
βItβs okay. Ignore them.βΒ
Running his calloused hand through his soft hair, keeping a protective arm around your waist.Β
βLetβs go, y/n. Let me shower and change and iβll come and weβll eat out to celebrate, yeah? Sound good?βΒ
You grinned, nodding up at him.Β
You were confused as he started walking off the field, pulling you along with him.
βYoichi?βΒ
βDoll, βm not gonna leave you out here all alone, wait outside the change room, itβll make it easier to make sure no one tries anythingβΒ
He wasnβt trying to be an asshole but due to previous incidents, he liked keeping you close to him, to make sure no crazy fan attacks you when he isnβt present.Β
You looked up at him, he looked.. Ethereal, especially after his games. Sweat glistened on his face and neck. His hair damp and pushed back, a few loose strands hanging over his face. If one were to define perfection, theyβd see a picture of isagiβs side profile- no scratch that, theyβd see a picture of isagiβs face beside it.Β
βIβll be out in 10 minutes, wait here, okay?β He kissed you softly.Β
You sat on the wooden bench outside the change rooms. Pulling out your phone to watch edits of your otherworldly boyfriend.
Β°γ βΰΌΊΰΌ»βγ Β°
You were confused, again. Itβd been over 25 minutes, at first you thought maybe he was talking with his teammates or maybe taking a minute or 2 for himself but after you saw his teammates leave one after another, till the change rooms were empty, you were left puzzled.Β
Slightly pushing the door open, just a peek to see inside. It was empty. You carefully opened the door and stepped inside as if thereβs a landmine in the area.Β
The door clicked behind you; looking around, the room was empty.Β
You took slow, careful steps, till the faint noise of water running and.. skin slapping?Β
You made your way towards the sound, turning the corner to find isagi's back facing you, water dripped down his sculpted back and shoulders.
His hand was clenched into a fist against the wall, veins straining beneath his skin, while his other hand moved at an even pace between his thighs.Β
Your breath caught in your throat making your mouth go dry, heat rushing to your core.Β
ββIchi..?β the soft hush of your voice snapped Yoichi out of his trance. Turning his head to find his poor confused girlfriend standing by the entrance of the shower.Β
βAh.. fuck, doll.. Mβ sorry, i totally fo-β
βWhy are you.. Doing.. That?βΒ
He sighed, letting go of his needy cock to turn off the shower. He neared you, the light taps of his footsteps against the wet tiles echoed. You took a few steps back, an unknown feeling of excitement coursed through your body. Youβd never seen isagi like this. Such a chilling look plastered on his face. Did you say something you shouldnβt have?Β
He closed the distance between the both of you. Subconsciously you tilted your head to look him eye to eye.Β
ββIs cause of you, doll.. You donβt know what you do to me.β he placed a hand on your shoulder, the cold water sending chills down your spine. His hair falling over his eyes, drops of water falling from them, hitting his abs. Something burned inside of you and you wanted to chase it.Β
βAnd.. since you started this.. Itβs quite convenient you came in here because now you can finish what you started and I also deserve a reward for winning the game for you, donβt i? β The cruel grin you knew all too well made an appearance and before you knew it, your knees hit the ground making you wince. Looking up to see isagiβs fat, leaking cock hanging in your face like a taunting bait.Β
I mean.. Heβs right, isnβt he? He won the game for his sweet little girlfriend, so he should get something in return from you, right?
You looked up at him through your lashes before sticking out your tongue, licking the underside of his cock as precum dripped down it and landed on your tongue. Yoichi hissed at the pleasure of something other than his hand coming in contact with his cock.Β
He put his hand through your hair, tugging at the back of it.Β
βCβmon, no teasing, babyβ he whined as if he didn't have the upperhand and could choke you with his cock whenever he wanted.
You rolled your eyes, licking the tip. Keeping your tongue out as you took him in, hollowing out your cheeks. Every inch you took in was another groan out of isagi, till it hit the back of your throat, making you gag, earning a loud moan out of your bf. Warm tears pricked your eyes - in contrast to his cold skin - isagi tried calming you down with sweet words.Β
βOh, baby, look at you, youβre doing so well. My cock is balls deep down your throat. I'm so proud of you, yeah? Show me how good you are by actually sucking it. Youβre doing so so good, dollβΒ
He coos, a familiar gentleness lacing his tone.Β
You slowly pulled back and went back down. His balls touching your chin. Slowly picking up the pace, the faster you bobbed your head on his veiny shaft, the more verbal he got. His hands tugging at the very roots of your hair.Β
Every time you were about to pull away due to the lack of oxygen, he would push your head back down, harsher than the last. Tears rolled down your face and dripped down onto your thighs.Β
The slick mess in your lace panties distracted you from the task at hand. You squirmed feeling discomfort but not being able to go anywhere else but his cock.Β
The constant abuse to the roof of your mouth and the back of your throat persisted,Β as isagi used your pretty mouth as a fleshlight. Your jaw going numb and precum coated your lips, keeping them soft enough to glide across his length.Β
At some point, you stopped doing the work, only holding onto his thighs, letting him play with you. Using your hair to control your movements. Every once in a while when you look up, youβd see him throwing his head back, groaning and grunting your name or smirking at your pathetic expression.Β
It wasnβt long before he came, holding your head down so you had no choice but to get a mouthful of his cum. The mixture of saliva and cum dripped down your chin.Β
βSwallow, babyβ isagiβs breathy voice reached you, swallowing up the salty white liquid. When isagi felt your throat clench around his tip, he finally pulled out, letting you gasp in the air you desperately needed.Β
βSorry sweetheart.. I mightβve kinda gotten carried away..β
βKinda?β you grumbled in a hoarse voice, getting a laugh out of isagi, he pulled you up to your feet,Β
βForgive me?β he mumbled against your ear, wrapping his arms around your body.Β
π± SUMMARY: Each story is its own card. where love is a gamble and every character is playing their own game. Power, manipulation, desire and lust drive them forward, but love built on such fragile and meaningless things don't last. Each relationship is like a house of cards; beautiful but unstable. Each story represents a type of toxic, fragile, and obsessive relationship.
π± WARNING: Aged up! This series will contain toxic relationships, use of drugs, smoking, drinking, manipulation, dub/non-con, cheating, sex, psychological abuse. β this series is very loosely based on the song, as the song itself doesn't represent toxic relationships but it's more or less the vibe, like something is always on the edge of falling apart.
Bimbo!reader, who is all about looking pretty and living life without stress. She doesnβt care about the detailsβsomeone else can figure that out! What matters is that sheβs always cute, pampered, and having fun. Thinking too much? Ew, no thanks
Bimbo!reader, who can never get enough of money and sex. Her boyfriend loves that his pretty little doll doesnβt even bother to think for herselfβwhy should she? Stressing and overthinking are for other people. All she has to do is sit there, look gorgeous, and let him take care of everything.
Bimbo!reader, who may seem airheaded, but donβt be fooled! She knows how to get exactly what she wants with just a bat of her lashes and a sweet little pout. People underestimate her, but thatβs their mistakeβbecause she always comes out on top.
