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asking NAGI SEISHIRO if he'd fight for you...whilst he's ball deep in you ♡

fem!reader ★ smut / fluff ★ lwk crack fic ★ minors DNI

"nagi would you fight someone for me?"

the words slip out of your mouth in a breathy moan, right as nagi bottoms out inside you, his thick cock stretching you so full your train of thoughts paused momentarily.

he had you pinned beneath him on the messy bed, your legs wrapped high around his waist, ankles locked at the small of his back.

his thrusts have been deep and rhythmic, the kind that make your toes curl and your head spin, but now he froze mid thrust, his hips stuttering to a halt with his length buried to the hilt.

you feel his cock twitch inside you at the sudden stop, the heavy weight of him pressing against that perfect spot that makes your walls flutter. his white hair is damp with sweat, as he stares down at you like you just spoke in another language. the room is quiet except for the sound of your mingled breathing and the faint creak of the bed.

"...huh?" nagi blinks, a confused expression crossing his face as he wonders if he had mistaken. "did you...say something? about fighting?" he shifts his hips experimentally, just a shallow roll that drags his cock along your walls and pulls a whimper from your throat.

"thought i misheard. why're you asking that right now? when i'm y'know...all the way in?"

you bite your lip, fighting a grin even as heat floods your cheeks and your cunt clenches around him involuntarily. it's ridiculous, yeah. but that's the point.

your boyfriend was always so effortlessly cool and detached—even when fucking you he barely seemed to lose composure, hence your reason for asking ridiculous questions to catch him off guard.

"i did," you murmur, rolling your hips up to take him deeper, encouraging him to move again. your hands slide up his bare chest, nails grazing his skin. "would you though? fight someone for me?"

your boyfriend exhales through his nose, a mix of amusement and exasperation, but he starts moving again—slow, grinding thrusts that make your breath hitch. "yeah...sure i'd fight 'em i guess...if it's for you." his hand slides down to grip your thigh, hitching it higher as he leans in closer, lips brushing your ear.

"but do you need to ask this..? while im fucking you baby?"

you laughed at his words but it turns into a gasp when he hits that sweet spot again, perfectly so. the stretch of him is so good, so overwhelming. he was so long and girthy, filling every inch of you while his pelvis grinds against your clit with each snap of his hips.

"mmm fuck...but what if it's someone strong? like uhmm...would you fight reo for me?"

that makes him frown. his best friend? really? his cock throbs inside you as he pulls back just enough to look at your face, eyebrows furrowed in that adorable confused look.

"my reo?" he asks, sounding genuinely baffled, but he keeps his steady pace, causing the bed frame to creak with each push. "are you really thinking about him?"

you shake your head, grinning up at him even as pleasure coils tighter in your belly. your fingers thread into his hair, tugging lightly to pull him closer. "hypothetically nagi..not literally. if reo and i had some big fight or something. would fight him for me..? or like be on his side"

nagi huffs in disbelief, he buries his face in the crook of your neck, nipping at the skin there before sucking a mark. his thrusts get a little harder, like the absurdity of you askijg about his best friend was actually turning him on. "i'd pick you. now stop these silly question baby."

he punctuates his words with a deep roll of his hips, grinding right against your sweet spot causing your back to arch, a moan slipping from you.

youe legs tightening around him as warmth spreads through you. god, he's so deep like this—every inch of his cock dragging in and out against your walls, the lewd wet sounds filling the room. but you can't resist it, so you ask:

"what about isagi? would—hah you fight isagi for me?"

nagi actually stops this time, lifting his head to stare at you with wide eyes. his cock is still buried inside you, pulsing hot and heavy. his eyes darken at your words.

"isagi? now you're bringing up isagi? while my dick is literally inside you?" one of his hands comes up to cup your face, thumb brushing your bottom lip. "you're such a handful aren't you? yeah id fight him. now stop talking about other men when I'm inside you.."

you giggle at his pout, pulling him down for a kiss your tongue sliding against him as he begins fucking you harder this time. he was clearly jealous but he kept quiet. you rock your hips up to meet his thrusts, chasing the building pressure in your stomach.

nagi groans into your mouth, the sound vibrating through you. "you're weird." he says against your lip, the sound of skin slapping against each other mixing with your moans and his low grunts filled the roo. "i'm the one fucking you yeah? say my name."

you cling to him, nails digging into his back as your orgasm approaches. "nagi... fuck, right there..I love u.?"

he shifts angles as he heard your words, hitting that spot relentlessly inside you as one hand slipped between you to rub tight circles over your clit. "good girl, i love you more..."

"you're all mine. cum for me baby."

the combination of his words, his cock pounding into you and those skilled fingers sends you over the edge fast. you cry out his name, walls pulsing tight around him as pleasure crashes through you.

nagi follows not long after, groaning your name as he spills deep inside, hips stuttering through it until he's spent and collapsed on top of you.

for a minute, it's just heavy breathing and the warmth of him still buried in you, softening slowly. then he rolls off to the side, pulling you against his chest with one arm like it's the most natural thing in the world. his fingers trace lazy patterns on your back.

"so..what made you ask that silly question?" he asks, looking at you with amuser eyes.

you snuggle closer, pressing a kiss to his collarbone with a satisfied little hum. "mmm..a tiktok video i saw.."

nagi scoffs, a smile finding his face regardless. "im gonna take that phone of yours away you know?"

a/n: HONESTLY....I hate this and yes, the link I mentioned at the end was my inspiration for it so all credits to them !

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sae itoshi x reader and rin is constantly interrupting them and walking in on them kissing

𝒢𑄺 — Rin always cockblocks you and sae !

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Sae’s lips press against yours in a desperate, messy kiss. After winning an important match, all he wants is to relax with his partner.

your back is pressed firmly against the door of his childhood bedroom as he holds you up against it, fingers pressing into your thighs while his tongue finds yours.

he carries you over to his bed, dropping you onto the plush mattress causing you to let out a soft yelp. he climbs ontop of you, looking so effortlessly attractive. he tugs at the fabric of your shirt, his expression calculating. “mh, take this off.”

you sit up slightly so you can slip it off, grabbing the hem. Tossing it to the side carelessly, sae leans forward, pressing kisses to your collarbone and chest.

He pulls back briefly to pull his own shirt over his head, the sight of his muscular chest and abs making your cheeks flush with anticipation and burning desire.

His lips brush against yours, his breaths minty and rigid. Before he can go any further, the door swings open.

You pause, not acting quick enough to cover your top half— but sae does. He reaches for a blanket, speedily wrapping the fabric around you.

Rin pauses at the door, ears turning a shade of pink as he sees you panting and cheeks flushed, leaning over to grab your top. Sae looks like he is ready to kill.

Rin blinks. once, then twice. “…foods ready.”

You sit up on the bed, smiling at your boyfriend’s brother. Sae is too pissed to reply to him, busy glaring daggers for interrupting the moment. the fact its not the first time increases his annoyance.

“thank you, Rin. We’ll be down in a moment.” you respond, and he nods— closing the door behind him. you turn back to sae, who sighs.

He presses one more kiss to your lips before sliding his shirt back on. “ill make it up to you later, promise.”

hi papa will feed you then disappear again heh

“five more minutes.”

famous last words, you know. sae itoshi is the world’s biggest saboteur.

on a monday morning—his day off, mind you—, snuggled up in your shared bed, your alarm buzzes off. you groan quietly, reaching out of his arms and your blanket to pick your phone up.

6:45am. snooze.

you place your phone beside your pillow, blinking a couple of times to get ready to start the day without falling back asleep.

pretty normal, right?

sae has different plans, it seems.

you mentally form a list of things that have to be done before you leave for work, during work, and when you come home. lost in thought, you don’t hear the menace beside you stir awake.

when your second alarm goes off, your hands fumble around to turn it off. this one means you actually have to get up, or you’ll be late.

you carefully untangle yourself from sae’s arms—and legs??—, lowering one foot at a time as you try to quietly get out of bed.

“come back,” he murmurs, which you almost miss. but his grasp on your wrist was unmistakable.

“i have work,” you respond, voice quiet like his.

“get back in bed,” he sighs, turning to lay on his stomach with his face squished against the pillow.

“no, love, i have to go. i’ll be late,” you seem to be starting to get a little anxious. he can tell relatively early.

what he seems to not be able to tell is that you’re one more plead to go back to sleep away from throwing your phone at him. not that he’d hate it.

“okay,” he replies aftet a short pause. “go get ready, i’ll drop you off today.”

you faintly smile at him, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead before rushing off to get dressed.

(un)fortunately, he pulls you back into his arms before you can rush off.

you were, in fact, late to work, that day.

“love should be fun.”

newly!boyfriend sae that is unsure on what to do now that the two of you are together, infact he doesn’t even know how the two of you got together.

newly!boyfriend sae that takes you to ridiculous high expense places in the country, unsure if you’re into it or not because of your knowing and understanding expression.

newly!boyfriend sae that is as careful with words that he kept it to himself to the point of awkward silences in between dates.

newly!boyfriend sae that is worried about if he’s treating you right and ask you after every date if it was good or at the very least okay.

newly!boyfriend sae that experiences nostalgia when the date that you took him to was a ice cream parlor and to the beachside’s barrier to sit there.

newly!boyfriend sae that you dragged into the rain and danced with, where he’d pause to take out the outer of his outfit thus giving it to you and followed along the dance.

newly!boyfriend sae that slowly adapts into the life that he had left despite forgetting how it was before he went to europe.

newly!boyfriend sae that introduces you to his family, subtly showing you off towards his teammate, and the public to point out how he’s dating you.

newly!boyfriend sae that gives you a kiss on the back of your hand— inside the car, living room, kitchen, wherever it’d be just to remind himself how he’s here with you.

and, newly!boyfriend sae that places a kiss on your lips when the two of you part, knowing the two of you most likely to meet again the next morning.

©chevxyn — thank you for your support.

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Vivian needs to touch grass but he’d rather touch you!

Vivian Hugo x Reader Fluff (for once)

The villa’s sat on the French Rivera. It’s 5pm, stupidly quiet, no press, no football fields, just you and Vivian. He’s half in your lap on the outdoor sofa, his head resting on your chest, still in an Arsenal polo and sweats, phone open to some player tracking data he swore he’d stop looking at today.

You’ve got a book open (a real one with words) resting it atop his shoulder blades. You’re not paying much attention to it though, how can you, with your big hunk of a boyfriend sprawled on top of you like this.

“You’re supposed to be off,” you say, stealing his glasses and tossing them onto the table. He doesn’t really need the glasses, but you don’t bug him about it. At least they were blue light, protecting his pretty, onyx eyes that seemed to only soften when he looked at you.

Vivian blinks up at you, that same dead stare boring into you for a second before it turns soft. “I am off. This is recovery. Destiny requires it mon cœur”

" Video game lover, we should **** with each other ! "

ft. nagi seishiro . ooc! characters . suggestive . afab! reader . fem! reader . nagi lowk whipped too . met online . mildly misogynistic comments . but its ok cus he's sheltered tbh . pre! bllk? . fast paced or smth . not proofrea idk

cw: s-s-suggestive..?

"huh, a girl good at games?" nagi questions innocently, his tone laced with dullness but mild interest.

you didn't take the comment well and you went at him. your insults were so creative, you just kept talkin and talking. nagi didn't leave. he just sat down and listened, staring at his monitor.

nagi thinks he's being challenged, and he loves it. something that's bringing light into his day, something perhaps worth his time. nagi no longer found gaming as just a way to kill time. he found you.

minutes turned into hours. and into days. those days turned into weeks, to months. you two finally decided to exchange numbers. nagi would text you every second he could.

when he was with reo all he could talk about was you (and of course his huzz reo himself and soccer.)

now, the heavens must've agreed to answer an unsaid prayer, turns out you two lived in a reasonable distance from each other!

then, randomly on some evening, nagi texts you, "hi can i come ovr? :x" and come over he did, well he definitely came as well i'll tell you that much..

nagi goes to school the next day, whipped as hell. his hair's messy, eyes red and puffy like he's been crying. reo is obviously alert and confused, already consoling the white haired boy.

with a shaky breath nagi manages to whimper out, "th-that girl.. she gives the craziest under the table, reo.." poor boy left his best friend absolutely speechless and more petrified than he already was!

and now, nagi seishiro, the lazy genius was spiraling over just some girl he met on the internet. but he knew you weren't some girl, or someone that gives the most pleasurable head.

he felt more seen than ever, perhaps not everything's a hassle anymore.

a/n: dawg i felt like i just wrote reader lowkey cockblocking reo i'm crrying.. the booty pacing is bc i forgot about this for a hot week

reader who's visiting paris for the first time and is busy snapping a bunch of photos to remember her trip by only to continue getting photo bombed by hugo and friends in each and every one of them.

in front of the eiffel tower? photobombed

admiring paintings inside the louvre? photobombed

getting a tour at versailles? photobombed

in the FUCKING CATACOMBS??? PHOTOBOMBED AGAIN

it's not until she attends a football game when she realizes the identity of the culprits. that being three VERY FAMOUS FOOTBALL PLAYERS WHO'VE MADE IT THEIR GOAL (heh...no pun intended) TO PRANK READER DURING HER TRIP

edit: it's posted!!

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"wait. can you face me again?" rin says. his hands were holding a camera, and one of his eyes closed to focus on the subject of his video. you giggle before turning to him. "rinnie, we've been doing this for an hour now. can we take a break?" "last. last shot, i promise. the video is almost 3 minutes," he pleaded. you pressed your lips in a line and narrowed your eyes at him. "fine, but this is the real last shot."

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rin had a video project due last week, and it was being shown today because of some school event. he asked for you to come and see his video. it's not that you didn't want to go, but the thought of seeing a video of yourself on a big screen made you shy.

"if it makes you feel any better, i edited the video to make you look better. i mean, you're already breathtaking as is, but i want that when people see the video, they get to see you though my eyes." rin tried to make you feel less shy, and it worked. his words eased the tense feeling you had all day. but it came back when a recognizable clip flashed through the screen. rin's video.

when he looked over to his side and saw your expression, he could tell your nervousness came back; and he didn't want you to feel like that at all. he took a breath before he spoke. "i never told you what the prompt of the project was."

you turned your head to look at him. "hm?"

"what you love the most. i was supposed to make a project on what i love the most." you smiled, your focus no longer on the video playing in front of you two. "oh wow, rin itoshi. me over soccer?" "you over soccer," he whispered while his hand intertwined with yours. "always."

rin itoshi, the best boyfriend in the world, who decides to make his school project about you.

just me talking: i know i put “always” but what if i changed it to maybe💔 and i swear tumblr is acting upppp with the font @rashimen YOWOWOOW here here here!! will you come see me today? ☹️

i promise i dont use ai, please no type of ai doing for you, too (doiii, i dont mean to say what i write enough is good enough for someone to put it somewhere, but please dont)