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[tired-biscuit]

Ovulating has got ME wanting to be bred by Kyojuro. I really could see him having a breeding kink imo

i think breeding is the one thing that makes him lose his impeccable composure that everyone knows him to have.

and being there with him when he finally slips is sooo hot because the difference is so stark. usually he’s all restraint and caution and neat clothes - the uniform buttoned all the way up always - but now you’ve got him on top of you, all sweaty and disheveled and whiny because you keep looking him in the eyes and blabbering nonsense about how you want him to fill you up; how you want to give him a baby so fucking bad.

and kyojuro, well, his brain short-circuits a little bit at your words. hearing you repeatedly asking for it, begging him to spill his load inside you, to go harder, just makes him so so so profoundly, openly horny. his pupils grow huge like dinner plates as he pushes you further into the mattress, using all of his weight this time, bending you at an angle that nearly makes him pound against your goddamn cervix. your knees press against your chest. you’re completely squished underneath him with nowhere to go.

he’s breathing so hard, making the whole bed shake, giving you his all with zero restraints. there’s this fire inside him that’s threatening to consume him whole. his blood is boiling and his heartbeat is hammering like crazy in his chest and he’s hunching his shoulders and towering over you, pulling you back whenever you squirm away or he pushes too hard. he practically bullies his cock in and out of you now, hissing through gritted teeth at how you squeeze around him; all raw and wet and so warm and needy.

there’s just so much passion and love mixing with this terrifying animalistic need that you didn’t know he possessed. his cock is throbbing inside you, big and overwhelmingly hot, covered in your slick. he’s whimpering how sorry he is as he stares at the milky white circle at his base, how he’ll make it up to you, how he prays you’ll forgive him, how you just have to hold on a little longer, that he’s almost there, sweetheart, he’s almost there-

you’re almost there, too - he can tell by how your poor, sweet pussy flutters around him. his fingers interlace with yours, burning, making you focus on him, on his beautiful honey eyes and pink cheeks and wild hair. when he forces what must be the third orgasm out of you, you lose yourself completely. your body tightens and your mind leaves you as you try to arch your back, but you can’t because he’s still pressing you down. he’s so heavy between your tired legs; just hopelessly rutting, moaning in such a desperate way you’ve never heard before, saying yes, yes, yes, darling, there we go, you did so good for me, holding you as close to him as humanly possible as you clench around him and cry his name out.

hearing his name leave your lovely mouth like that is like a finishing blow. when he finally finishes, spilling every last drop of cum inside you in a push so deep that it makes you squeal, making you feel its warmth inside your belly, he’s trembling all over.

[tired-biscuit]

Been frothing at the mouth recently imagining a virgin Kyojuro. Idk something something him jacking off fantasizing about you and feeling SO guilty about it afterwards

But that first time...would he let you take the lead? I could see him being so earnest to please you, sweet man

Would he let Uzui teach him how to pleasure you so that he's prepared? Or would he be too embarrassed?

i think uzui, being as blunt and straightforward and cheeky as he is, would just begin to drown him in tips and tricks without kyojuro even having to ask for them - he wouldn’t ask by the way, or at least not for a very long time… he strikes me as a very private person with anything concerning intimacy, so it’d definitely take a while to pull something out of him regarding that.

so yeah, the second uzui finds out that you’re dating and that it’s getting serious between you two, he is immediately pestering kyojuro the next time they hang out. have you done this, have you tried that, oh i bet she’d love it if you- tengen’s stream of thoughts and questions nearly drives poor kyojuro to a melting point from how flustered he gets just thinking about it. it’s even worse now that uzui is putting ideas in his head.

yes, he lets you take the lead the first time and maybe a couple more times after that. he’s overwhelmed and sensitive and super responsive to every kiss and touch you give him; all blush and these quick, shaky little breaths that don’t exactly help his pounding heart. if your first time is a bit planned out instead of fully spontaneous, that he maybe has a vague understanding that tonight is going to be the night, he gives in to jerk off before he meets up with you because he knows it’ll help him last longer. otherwise, he’s ready to spill the second you climb on top of him and look him in the eyes.

also, since we’re on the topic of him touching himself, i think he’s peculiar because he has an insanely huge libido, but he rarely sates it by his own hand. he sees it as a distraction of sorts; after all, so many other things are more important than lustful temptations. however, that doesn’t mean that the urge is not there!

even worse: it grows even stronger when he starts noticing and developing feelings for you. he’s horny out of his mind after seeing a mere sliver of your stomach when your shirt rides up, or the sweat that sits on your neck and collarbones after training, or when tengen slaps him on the shoulder and tells him that he needs to get his head between your thighs and eat your pussy already, but at the same time he’s so modest and careful and chivalrous, you know? these thoughts that keep popping into his head make him feel like he’s stuck in a constant battle with himself.

but when you finally do start sleeping together and he eases a little more into it and gathers some experience… oh boy, he’s bending you over every surface every chance he gets.

[tired-biscuit]

Wolverine seeing people are into the whole "mark me so people know you're mine" stuff and he ends up biting your shoulder so hard in the heat of the moment you have to go to the ER and end up with stitches lmao

18+ MDNI, fem!reader

i imagine it’s you who suggests that you incorporate it in bed, but logan being logan, he’s immediately shutting you down with the excuse that he (preferably) wants to keep you alive after he’s done having sex with you, and is refusing to continue the conversation despite the fact that you’re shoving the smutty book that you’d been reading right into his grouchy face, furiously trying to point to the paragraph where the specific scene is unfolding.

you huff and give in eventually — it’d be nonsense to keep hitting your head against a brick wall, after all. however, later that same night when he’s got you underneath him again; naked and burning hot, moaning nonsense and wiggling your hips in time to the rough swing of his… you’re starting all over again.

in your half-delirious state, you’ve somehow ended up begging him to do it. and to make matters even worse: you’re so fucking desperate with it. clinging onto his broad shoulders, using your whiny voice, looking up at him so pleadingly while those pretty tears keep on glimmering inside your eyes but never quite manage to spill down your heated cheeks. using all your weapons.

and fuck, that’s not all of it either. he can feel your pussy squeezing around him, trying to milk him as yet another form of persuasion. wet and hot and persistent. sucking him in, making his balls tighten and his thighs clench to the brink of pain so that he can refrain from spilling into you too soon. it makes his brain glitch; makes it switch to something a bit more animalistic and not nearly as cautious as he’d like it to be.

so he sinks his teeth into you to make you stop, to make himself stop. he sinks them in deep.

the taste of your blood that coats his tongue afterwards makes his stomach twist with a weird mixture of regret and excitement. he knows how to patch you up — quite fast, too — but he’s so worried about the entire situation (that he, himself has allowed to escalate) that he still forces you to pay a visit to the hospital anyway.

by the time you’re allowed to go back home, he’s trying his hardest not to be moody and act like an ass about it.

still, even with the ‘little’ mishap, the look on your face seems to be oddly satisfied as you sleep cuddled up extra closely to him that night — one reason behind it being that you have to share a pillow now because he’d accidentally shredded yours the moment he came and his claws pushed out from between his knuckles without a single warning.

and that causes him to worry even more.

[tired-biscuit]

Your jock boy is the type to give you your very first back arching toe curling orgasm and expect you to keep going and then ask you some academic question like your brain still works

i have so much jock boy lore, he’s my baby.

he’s genuinely so nice in bed. he overstimulates and loves eating pussy for ages and he sinks his fingers deep into you while you blow him and cuddles a lot afterwards even though he’s way too warm and you definitely have to be studying instead... he likes resting his head on your lap and wrapping his arms around you just so that you can play with his hair. he’s the exact opposite of selfish, which surprises you greatly since the vast majority of his teammates are huge assholes.

his only “bad” trait is that he uses every chance to try and fuck you raw, not really thinking about the consequences that may bring because he’s so focused on how good it feels. so he’s constantly rubbing his cock between your thighs and against your clit, not caring at all about the condom that you’re still clutching onto as your breathing gets deeper and more frantic. openly begging you for it while also trying to convince you it’s no big deal and maneuvering you in such a way that opens you up to him. making his tip “accidentally” push against your entrance and then immediately holding onto you tightly when you try to squirm away.

it’s always “c’mon please, i won’t even push it all the way in, i promise” and “remember how good it felt last time?” and “just let me feel you a little first” and it’s so infuriating because it works on you more than you’d like to admit. he’s just so sweet and kind, and the dumb smile he gifts you with when you let him get his way yet again is to die for.

[tired-biscuit]

kirishima is so manly in the good way that if I ever got the chance to be in front of him I would be so girly it would be embarrassing ngl

i want to wear a tiny little skirt that rides up when i run up to him and throw my arms around his neck so that he can laugh and pat my ass, i love him so much

[tired-biscuit]

Whenever I see Kiba pop up on your feed I feel like a sleeper agent that just got activated! There was a tweet l saw that was like “A man will fuck you like a werewolf and then eat 3 day old pizza” and everytime I think of it I’m like…Kiba

ough now i’m thinking about watching him sit and eat your leftover takeout at your little dining table, so big and out of place in your cutesy apartment. messy-haired while the light above the stove reflects the sheen of sweat on his forehead and neck that’s there only because he just fucked you soooo good…

you’re leaning against the edge of the counter, sipping on water that doesn’t help cool you down at all because the way he eats is weirdly hot; him being so openly ravenous and absorbed in his food shows that he’s really given you his all. he doesn’t speak a word while he eats, just chews and occasionally inhales this deep, tired breath that he exhales in the same manner, and which only spurs the fire that’s already taken place in your middle.

eventually he’ll lift his eyes from the plate, catch you staring at him like you’re on the precipice of demanding to be drilled not into, but straight through the mattress by him, and he’ll be like ???

and then, when you admit that watching him eat is making you kind of horny again, he gifts you with the most annoying shit-eating grin you’ve ever seen, walks over, and bumps his hip with yours as he washes his hands in the sink.

“fuckin’ weirdo.”

[tired-biscuit]

biscuittt! I fear we need more of Kiba being pussy drunk, the one that saved him after he tasted it for the first time. More of that scent kink, the predatory look in his eyes before dropping to his knees again and diving into salvation

i just know he noses his way between your legs and presses against your underwear and inhales real deep and groans even deeper, and it makes you sooooo embarrassed, but when you go to squeeze your legs together to hide from him, he instantly spreads them wider.

it definitely takes time getting used to; he’s so different from the guys you’ve been with before. sure, they complimented your shampoo or perfume, but he’s here licking the sweat off your thighs on a hot summer day, completely unashamedly, he’s sick, telling you in a noticeably rough voice how he can smell how fertile you are, that if you were to let him hit it raw, it’d take instantly, how he’s obsessed with how good you smell, that he wants to breed you so bad…

[tired-biscuit]

Read a bit about ur jock this morning and then spent the last hour trying to find your account again because he would not leave my brain. I’m rotating him 360 degrees forever now.

he’s so silly because he’s one of those guys that have like the most massive cock you’ve ever seen but they don’t really realize how big they actually are; they just think that having to push in suuuper slow and gentle each time is how everyone does it.

he gets so embarrassed and hot in the face the first time you tug at his sweatpants and visibly freeze beside him when he pulls it out. he thinks you’re disappointed even though he fills your entire mouth the second you finally muster up enough courage to try and go down on him. you don’t even dare let him anywhere near your throat for now, but it’s okay because he likes seeing you kiss and suck on his tip just fine.

and he also sheepishly asks you out to a coffee date one time and then proceeds to drink cocoa with whipped cream only because ‘caffeine makes him too jumpy at practice’ and apparently ‘coach doesn’t like that’.

coach doesn’t like you either, by the way. you’re distracting his best player.