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In a hurry I forgot to ask for jsjsjs (if you can, if not, no) I need a smut of Niragi the nerd (again😖) after finishing her last year of high school she made fun of her boyfriend by giving him handjobs (or I don't know what else) now on the beach the roles change😼 it's Niragi who makes fun of her 🧚

Tkm (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡🌷

“Claim Me Twice”

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Niragi x fem!reader

Content Warnings:

Explicit smut, handjob, cunnilingus (oral f receiving), public risk (empty college room + The Beach in Alice in Borderland), dom!reader x sub!Niragi, dirty talk, power play, reader covering his mouth, light degradation, spanking, overstimulation, size kink hints. NSFW 18+ only.

📌 Author’s Note:

Hiii! Thank you sooo much for your request, it made me really happy to write it (and it was fun doing something with the burnt one too 🤭). I hope you liked it as much as I did! If you did, feel super free to request something else whenever you want 😀✨

My requests are open, so don’t be shy, okay? 💕

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Masterlist alice in bordeland

After Class Tension

The last rays of afternoon sunlight cut through the dusty blinds of the empty classroom. Desks abandoned, papers scattered — the college campus practically dead now that classes were over for the day.

Except for them.

Niragi was already flushed when she cornered him by the back of the room, his back hitting the wall with a soft thud. His hands fumbled nervously with the straps of his backpack, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he stammered.

“W-What are you doing…? Someone could—”

She stepped closer, her smirk dangerous, eyes locking on his like a predator sizing up a helpless little rabbit.

“No one’s gonna come in here, baby,” she purred, fingers brushing the hem of his shirt before tugging it up, just enough to reveal the trail of fine hair disappearing beneath his waistband. “You think I’d risk getting caught if I wasn’t sure?”

He swallowed hard, Adam’s apple bobbing. God, he was so easy.

“I… I just…”

“Uh-uh.” She cut him off, grabbing his chin between her fingers and tilting his face up. “I didn’t ask you to talk, did I?”

His cheeks flamed crimson, his breath catching when she leaned in — lips ghosting over his ear.

“You’ve been walking around all day in those tight jeans, acting like you didn’t notice me staring. Bet your dick’s been hard since lunch.”

He whimpered.

A sharp, teasing laugh escaped her throat. “Aww, poor baby. Did you really think I wasn’t gonna do something about it?”

Her hand slid down, unzipping his jeans with a practiced ease, slipping past the fabric to palm him over his boxers.

He was already hard.

Of course he was.

“God,” she whispered, biting her lip as she pulled his cock out. Thick, flushed, leaking precum at the tip — twitching against her palm like it’d been waiting for this exact moment.

“F-Fuck… please…” Niragi gasped, trying not to buck his hips.

“Please what?” She teased, running her thumb over the wet slit, gathering the bead of slickness there and smearing it down his length.

He whimpered again, breath ragged. “Please touch me… more…”

“You’re so fucking needy.”

She wrapped her hand around him properly, slow and deliberate, the slick sound of her strokes filling the silence of the room. Niragi bit his lip hard, eyes screwed shut, a sheen of sweat breaking over his skin.

“You better stay quiet,” she warned darkly, pressing her other hand over his mouth. “You make one sound, and I’ll stop. Got it?”

He nodded frantically, desperate.

She grinned.

“Good boy.”

Her pace increased, hand working him faster, thumb flicking over the head every few strokes. His muffled whimpers against her palm were intoxicating, his hips jerking helplessly as she played him like an instrument.

She leaned down, lips barely brushing the tip of his cock, tongue flicking out to lap at the swollen head. Just one teasing lick — enough to make him cry out under her hand.

“Mm, you taste so good, baby,” she murmured, pulling back with a filthy smile. “You like that, don’t you? Getting your cock played with like this, all desperate and quiet like a good boy?”

Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he nodded, body trembling.

She squeezed a little tighter, twisting her wrist on the upstroke. “Bet you’ve been thinking about this all day, huh? Jerking off in the bathroom between classes like a little perv, wishing it was my hand instead.”

A broken sob slipped past his throat, muffled by her palm.

“That’s it,” she cooed. “Cum for me, Niragi. Right now.”

He came with a muffled cry, hot ropes spilling over her hand, his entire body shaking as he slumped against the wall. She milked him through it, strokes slowing, until he was nothing but a trembling, breathless mess.

She pulled her hand away, watching him try to gather himself, his face red, glasses fogged.

“Good boy,” she praised, licking a stray bead of cum from her thumb.

He whimpered.

“You’ll pay for this one day,” he managed, breathless.

She smirked.

“Yeah?” she teased, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “I fucking dare you.”

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The Beach was alive.

Fire pits flickered in the night air, casting gold against sweat-slicked skin. Laughter echoed from the pool. Bottles clinked, music thumped, and the scent of salt and smoke settled over everything like a second skin.

And Niragi was a goddamn menace in the middle of it.

Shirtless, skin glinting in the firelight, a cigarette balanced between his lips and his gun holstered low on his hip. His eyes — those sharp, hungry things — never left her.

Not when she laughed by the bar. Not when she slipped into the pool. Not when another man brushed too close.

He’d tolerated enough.

The moment their eyes met, she knew.

A single look. And her pulse spiked.

He grabbed her wrist, dragging her through the crowded resort, ignoring the grins and catcalls. The heat of his palm around her wrist was a silent promise — of punishment, of pleasure, of everything he hadn’t let himself have since the Borderlands swallowed them whole.

They barely made it to his room before his mouth was on hers, rough and claiming.

“You wanna act like a fucking tease?” he snarled, kicking the door shut behind them. “You think this is a game, sweetheart?”

She moaned into his mouth, the taste of smoke and heat and Niragi filling her senses.

His hands gripped her hips, lifting her effortlessly, slamming her back against the wall.

Legs around his waist. His cock, thick and straining against his shorts, grinding against her soaked heat.

“You’ve been dripping for me all fucking night,” he groaned, teeth scraping her throat. “Could smell you from across the goddamn pool.”

Her head fell back as his tongue traced her pulse, biting down just hard enough to make her gasp.

“N-Niragi, fuck—”

He growled.

“On the bed. Now.”

She barely landed on the mattress before he was on her, yanking off her bikini bottoms and spreading her thighs.

“Pretty little pussy,” he murmured darkly, fingers sliding through her slick folds. “Fucking mine.”

He didn’t tease this time. Didn’t warm her up with slow licks.

No — he dove in, mouth devouring her cunt, tongue fucking into her, teeth grazing, lips latching onto her clit.

She screamed.

And he groaned.

“Taste even better than I fucking remember,” he growled, pulling back just long enough to smack her thigh. “You gonna cum for me, slut?”

“Y-Yes—fuck—”

“Good girl.”

Two fingers pushed inside her, curling, hitting that perfect spot while his tongue worked her clit. She came hard, thighs trembling, sobbing his name.

But Niragi wasn’t done.

“Hands and knees.”

Dizzy, trembling, she obeyed.

He dropped his shorts, cock thick, flushed, heavy in his hand. Precum smeared along the tip as he stroked himself.

“Look at you,” he groaned. “All ready for me. Beg for it.”

“Please, Niragi… need your cock—need you to fuck me—”

That was enough.

He slammed into her in one brutal thrust, both of them moaning at the stretch.

“Fucking tight,” he hissed, grip bruising her hips. “God, I missed this.”

He set a brutal pace, hips snapping against hers, the slap of skin on skin drowned by her broken cries.

His hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back.

“Who do you fucking belong to?”

“You—fuck—Niragi—”

“Say it.”

“You! I’m yours!”

He groaned, leaning down, teeth grazing her shoulder.

“Good fucking girl.”

He flipped her onto her back without pulling out, lifting her legs over his shoulders. The new angle made stars burst behind her eyes.

“You take me so fucking well,” he panted, sweat dripping down his chest. “Look so fucking pretty stuffed full of my cock.”

His hand slipped to her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her pulse race.

“You want me to fill you up? Fucking breed you right here?”

“Yes—please—”

He grinned, leaning down to kiss her — filthy, desperate, perfect.

And when he came, it was with a growl, burying himself as deep as he could, warmth flooding her.

But Niragi wasn’t finished.

“Not done,” he panted. “One more.”

He rolled them, pulling her onto his lap.

“Ride me.”

Legs trembling, she straddled him, sinking down onto his cock.

He moaned, head falling back.

“Fuck—so good, baby. Milk my cock.”

She rode him, pace rough and desperate, their moans blending, his hands guiding her hips.

When she came again, he caught her in a filthy kiss, holding her close, whispering filth and praise against her lips.

After, when neither of them could move, he pulled her into his chest.

“You fucking kill me,” he muttered, brushing sweat-soaked hair from her face.

And for the first time in days — maybe ever — he pressed a gentle kiss to her temple.

“Mine,” he whispered.

And she knew she always would be.

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