HII ILYSM BRO I LOVE HOW U WRITE THINGS AND HOW AMAZING U ARE UR MY FAV CREATOR, but can I request something?🥹 can u write kaiser jerking off to the reader sleeping or is that too dark for u🥹😭 ANYWAY HAVE AN AMAZING DAY ILYSM
Hi bb, no its not too much haha, in fact, i was genuinely planning on writing exactly about that willingly before even seeing your request. So i combined your request with what I personally had in mind. I hope you dont mind too much :)
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The heavy oak door clicks shut behind him, locking out the rest of the world. Michael Kaiser steps into the quiet bedroom, stripping off his jacket and tossing it onto a chair. After a day of dominating on the pitch, his sharp blue eyes immediately fixate on the bed- and on you.
You're fast asleep, curled into the soft mattress. The blankets have fallen back, showcasing your ultra-feminine curves- the full swell of your hips, the plush soft sweep of your thighs, and the distinct, proud curve of your growing, pregnant belly...
Kaiser approaches the bed with silent, deliberate steps, towering over you in the dim light. His eyes darken instantly. His whole life is built on absolute control, but nothing fuels his dark, obsessive nature quite like you.
He planed this. He put his baby inside your luscious body for one precise reason... to tether you to him permanently, to break any lingering thought of leaving, and to lock you away in his grand house where no one else can ever look at you.
As his gaze hungrily traces your soft, pregnant silhouette, a sudden, heavy rush of heat hits him. He can't take his eyes off the thick, full line of your hips and the belly holding his child.
The sheer possessiveness of the visual instantly takes hold... within seconds, his trousers strain against a hard, throbbing boner. His blood runs hot, his pulse hammering as he stands there visibly, intensely aroused just by looking at his trapped, gorgeous wife.
A slow, dark smirk tugs at his lips. He unfastens the top button of his pants to accommodate his rigid length, letting out a low, heavy breath..
Kaiser crawls onto the bed, moving over you like a predator claiming his prey. He hovers over your sleeping form, his heavy, rock-hard bulge pressing right against your plush hip through his clothes. He places a large, warm hand firmly over your baby bump, leaning down until his lips brush your ear
"Look at you.. completely mine," he whispers, his voice thick with lust and dark satisfaction. "Growing my baby in that beautiful body.. you're never leaving this house, schatz."
The room is thick with silence, broken only by the soft sound of his breath and the faint rustle of fabric as Kaiser slowly unzips his trousers. The dim light catches the sharp angles of his face- his icy blue eyes fixed on you.
He's fully hard now, thick, heavy, straining against black, calvin klein boxers. With deliberate slowness, he frees himself from their confines
His cock springs out, a broad shaft with prominent veins running along its length, and immediately twitches in arousal at the sight before him...
You, asleep and utterly vulnerable, your swollen belly rising gently with each peaceful inhale, your full lips parted slightly as you dream.
Kaiser exhales sharply through his nose, a quiet groan muffled into discipline. He doesn't want to wake you. Not yet.
Instead... he wraps one large hand around himself firmly at base.
A slow stroke upward follows, the tip glistening already, as he watches every curve of your body rise under thin sheets... hips wide from pregnancy weight gain... breasts heavier than ever... thighs soft where they press together...
All mine.
My wife.
My child.
Mine to touch whenever I please..
The soft, wet sounds of his stroking fill the quiet bedroom- slow at first, then faster, slick with pre-cum and rising heat. Each glide of his hand is deliberate and possessive..
"Mein Gott.. du bist so schön..." he breathes, eyes raking over your sleeping form as his thumb swipes across the swollen head of his cock
"Look at you... fucking perfect." A grunt escapes him- a low "hngh" when pleasure spikes- and another stroke follows, hard and fast--
His hips twitch upward slightly into each movement now.. no patience left for subtlety anymore... not when you're right there under him like this: helplessly beautiful in sleep while carrying his heir inside that round belly...
"So full... so pregnant... all because I put my baby there," he growls quietly between clenched teeth
The slick, rhythmic sounds grow louder- his hand now moving with rough, frantic speed. Pre-cum glistens at the tip of his cock as he nears the edge- muscles taut, jaw clenched tight to keep silent for your sake
But he's close.
So fuckin close--
With a sharp inhale through flared nostrils, Kaiser reaches out, his tattooed fingers hook into the blanket and yank, exposing your bare hips where your nightgown has ridden up during sleep. The soft skin there is flawless and warm from rest
Without hesitation, he drags himself over it, his thick head pressing flat against that sensitive curve before giving a slow grind upward... leaving behind a tiny smear of wetness on your soft flesh
A shudder wracks through him, a full-body tremor, as pleasure coils low in his stomach.
"Ah... Scheiße..." he whispers raggedly, eyes fluttering shut for just half a second as ecstasy builds inside him...
His breathing hitches once... twice...
Then stops entirely- as if holding back his breath
The moment stretches as Kaiser hovers on the very edge of release. His entire body is rigid, coiled so tightly his thighs cramped. The hand working his cock speeds up wildly, slick sounds fucking nasty and relentless in the silent room
Then-
A deep, shuddering groan escapes him as his orgasm rips through without warning, a violent rush of pleasure that crashes over him like a wave.
"F-Fuck...!" he chokes out in between heavy gasps "i can't- , shiiiit, m'cummin'.."
His cum lands thickly, one rope after another splattering across your warm flesh with quiet but heavy pats, glistening under dim light as they cool slightly against you. He grinds slowly through each pulse, milking every last drop onto you while breathing hard through flared nostrils.
His eyes stay locked on where his white cum marks your hip, the sight alone sending another shiver down his spine.
The last few pulses of cum drip out weakly, trailing down his still-throbbing length and the back of his thick knuckles.
Kaiser exhales, long, slow, a deep breath that finally releases the tension coiled in his chest and shoulders.
His eyes drink in what he's done.
Your hip bears several glistening streaks of white- his dirty doing, without consent or protest because you're his, aren't you? So even asleep, your body is canvas for whatever sick fantasy he chooses to indulge.
With deliberate slowness now, due to post-orgasm haze and laziness, he reaches out with two fingers and gently smears some of the cum into your skin... spreading it onto you like he's marking you the way primal animals do.
He slides properly onto his side right behind you, as one strong arm wraps around both your hips and swollen belly protectively... he pulls you gently backward against him.. falls asleep peacefully and satiated now.
even doing skincare with sae proves to be a competition.
fluff drabble cuz i haven't posted in......... foreverburger 🤣
sae itoshi x g/n reader!
"why put so many creams on your face?" sae prods, leaning against the doorframe of your shared bathroom with a raised brow. "you're plenty radiant enough as is."
"there's no such thing as radiant enough," you chuckle, applying the second serum of your routine before gently massaging it into your (might i add brilliant) skin. you shoot him a look in the mirror. "and it's not just for the skin, you know. it's... self care."
"so self indulging," he yawns, trodding up to you to wrap his arms around your waist from behind. "god, how did i ever end up with such a narcissist?"
you pause your rubbing and let out a scoff. "says the one in a face mask and robe right now."
sae lets out a stifled laugh, trying his best not to let the hilariously pink pdrn mask slip from his face. "touché."
a/n: ok took way longer than I should’ve…oh well it’s outt anyway I’m in a weekly schedule lwk I swear I will be more active when college starts because I realized I be bored as hell in college LOL the summer I’ve been catching up on things I can’t usually do during school idk anywayyy gonna work on the next smau and hopefully get most out the way before college starts idk..
♡*:｡summary: uhhh insert summary?? meeting them in a nightclub and all. either you are approaching and/or flirting with them or vice versa.
♡*:｡characters: loki, hugo, sae, kaiser, bunny, lorenzo (I really wanted to add teddy, bear with me)
♡*:｡content: sfw (keeping it pg), fluff, might be ooc, reader is a dancer and extroverted, implied female reader, a buncha random songs lol, sae and his fetish, mentions and descriptions of ass and math in sae's. bunny might be VERY OOC... I didn't know how to end some of these. also a bit rushed too so...
˚ ◌♡ loki julien ⋆｡˚ (694words)
˗ˏˋnow playing: shape of you by ed sheeran
it was one of those nights the French u20 were off with zero worries. when they entered the club they were practically swarmed by the fangirls and loki was in his peakest moment — being worshipped and soaking in all the glory
the club lights were flashing, the music practically drowning any attempted conversation. you were on the dancefloor, shining and soaking in the attention you were getting. loki noticed this.
he sat in the VIP lounge stealing glances at you from the booth, while his other teammates were all engrossed in their inaudible conversations.
hugo noticed his occasional glances at you. "why not make the first move? nothing seems to be stopping you"
"now why would I do that?"
"or do you want me to pave a line of destiny for you?"
loki sighed, rubbing his forehead, "no, vivien, that won't be necessary"
"so you'll be fine on your own?"
"what?"
"destiny is writing itself. she is coming"
you appeared in loki's line of sight. the chitter chatter among the teammates dissipated as all eyes were on you.
you sat on the armrest of his chair, gently grab his chin to face you.
"bonjour fine shyt or whatever y'all say"
loki somehow manages to keep his composure and let out a chuckle, "are you drunk?"
"not really. if you met me on a normal day in a normal setting, this is how I would be acting"
you tilt your head slightly, face inching closer to his, "now clearly you look like you're into me, but what? your ego's too big to approach me?"
charles almost choked on his nonalcoholic drink, and suddenly the vintage clock was looking a little too interesting, hugo just had to go check it out.
loki didnt react nor did he answer. but his reaction or lack thereof was a losing strategy because you started losing your patience.
"okay god complex" you chuckled "let me know when your ego clears a damn pathway"
you got up from the armrest, and headed straight back to the main floor. within moments you caught the attention of a guy near the speakers and now you were laughing, dancing and letting some other guy hold your attention.
back in the booth, loki's jaw tightened as you just casually completely ignored him.
"thats one way to change fate" hugo muttered under his breath, earning a glare from loki.
"you seem irritated"
"I am not"
he watched you with this other guy, laughing at his jokes and leaning into his touch.
"you should put that glass down before you shatter it and inflict injuries on yourself"
he swiftly set his glass down on the table and brushed past his teammates out of the booth, towards you. without even acknowledging your temporary dance partner, he gently took you by your wrist, pulling you closer to him, his face inches from yours.
"oh? the god has left his haven" you teased.
"impatient much" he whispered in your ear, "I wasnt done flirting with you"
"i dont like wasting my time and you were taking too loonngg" you replied, leaning into him to the rhythm of the song.
"hm might have to keep an eye on you so you dont wander around"
then he danced with you. really well actually. and he kept up with your dancing pace better than you expected.
"you're not bad at this" you teased.
"did you think I was bad?"
you didn't answer, and shuffled away from him. he reached for your arm and pulled you back in.
he leaned in close to your ear, his breath brushing past your ear "i would've shown you sooner had you been more patient"
you spent the night orbiting around each other, passing flirty glances and dancing together.
on the drive home, he was scrolling through his phone.
"kudos to her. she got the god sprinter pursuing her" charles tugged at hugo, who was reading
"I'm not pursuing. I'm just curious"
the next morning, you woke up to a follow request.
julienloki has requested to follow you
you stared at the notification for a second.
you hadn't even told him your name. how did he find you?
˚ ◌♡ hugo vivien ⋆｡˚ (686words)
˗ˏˋnow playing: shut up and dance by walk the moon
hugo was not at all amused, he didn't want to go anywhere. he'd rather be in his dorm reading. loki left him by himself, after dragging him out of their dorm to this club.. "it'll be fun" he said.
hugo was sitting at the corner of the club, cycling through the same non alcoholic drink.
at the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of you dancing like you had no care in the world. his eyes locked on your figure for the rest of the night, analysing you, studying you.
he wasn't subtle about it either — you noticed, your friends noticed. it wasnt that hard to not notice a 6 foot something, drop dead gorgeous athelete staring you down.
you were contemplating whether you should walk up to him, because clearly with the way he was eyeing you, you had a chance.
a few songs pass by and finally you come up to him.
he watched you walk up to him, breathless with a beaming smile. you make eye contact with him before taking his hand and pulling him into the crowd. a small panic set in when he realised what was going on.
"listen, jolie fille" he started "I can't dance"
"cant or won't?"
you started to do basic movements, swaying your hips, stepping around in the rhythm of the beat, inching closer to him. "cmon you just gotta let loose and move your body to the beat of the sound"
this was not his aptitude. "I cannot" he continued. "this is not my—"
"shhh" you placed your fingers on his lips "keep your eyes on me. watch my steps"
you take both his hands and start to sway around. hugo starts to mirror your movements slowly and eventually gets the hang of it. he's now letting loose, a little bit, but it's something.
by the next few songs, his rigid posture had melted completely, staying in the rhythm, his eyes on you and his hands resting on your waist.
the music started to fade and the crowd started to disperse. loki, who'd been looking for hugo for the past half hour, finally found him.
"there you are. we have to lea—" loki stopped mid-sentence mouth agape, as he looked at his usually awkward best friend, dancing, and that with you.
"loki, I—, its—" hugo stuttered.
"no, no its fine" loki reassured. "its just we have to leave now"
"oh" hugo still holding your hand he looked at you. "ma belle"
"dont worry about it. you should get going." you let go of him and disappear into the crowd.
hugo watched you walk away, before turning around and leaving too.
loki slung his arm over hugo's shoulders as they walked toword the exit, grinning. "i leave you for an hour"
"it was destiny."
"what?" loki retorted, brows raised.
"i felt it. it all happened fast, but it was destiny." he paused "she is my destiny"
"did you get her number atleast?"
hugo froze, the realisation of his folly creeping in. "i— I ommited to ask."
loki let out a laugh "dude... and she's your destiny you said. you probably dont even know her name??"
hastily, he slipped out of loki's grasp and rushed to find you. but you were gone. he stood at the same corner you dragged him out of disappointment. loki found him again, and rubbed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "lets go.."
reluctantly, he let loki lightly drag him out of the club. however it seems that the gods of fate were on his side becasue as luck would have it, when they exited the club, he spotted you and a friend outside waiting for a cab.
now's his chance.
he jogged over to you before coming to a halt and stiffening again.
"excusez-moi, belle" he said, a little breathless, "I seem to have failed to complete our little fated interaction.. may I have your phone number so we can converse in a less rowdy environment?"
you found his formal awkward delivery adorable, and smiled as you typed it in.
he saved your contact as "future wife"
˚ ◌♡ bunny iglesias ⋆｡˚ (638words)
˗ˏˋnow playing: bailando by enrique iglesias
"you know the usual" bunny sat bar stool, with his cap, trying not to draw as much attention. the place was crowded today. more than usual.
"whats the occasion?" bunny asked glancing at the bunch of people that were crowded in what seemed like a dance circle.
"I'm not sure" the bartender answered
bunny walked towards the commotion, the music and the crowd getting louder each step. then he saw it.
a guy was singing karaoke to bailando english version but it was as if he was singing it to someone.
then he noticed you in the middle of the crowd dancing. the crowd was hyping you up, singing alongside.
he found you intriguing, soaking in all the attention and the cheers. and he wanted in on it too.
he walked up to the guy on the karaoke and grabbed the mic.
"you're singing it all wrong" plastering a fake smile. "the original was in Spanish so this is an insult to my people"
the guy was slightly taken aback (this sounds so ai hello??), until he realised who exactly he was talking to. bunny had practically exposed himself and turned to you at which you made eye contact with him.
the song started again, but this time bunny was on karaoke. the young charismatic man started singing for the crowd you in spanish, walking to you maintaining his steady gaze. he pushed the guy you were initially dancing with aside and invited you to dance. and you took that invitation. the crowd started cheering again and singing along with bunny this time.
at first you danced with him from a distance but then you both started inching closer to each other. eventually he had his hands were all over you. he spun you around and dipped you, all while maintaining a stable singing voice. you were laughing and breathless, completely engulfed by the moment.
he pulled you closer to him and the mic and you sang along side him with a beaming smile.
the centre of the dancefloor was then swammed with the people dancing, drowning both you and bunny, but bunny still had his grip on you and he helped you escape the ruckus back to the bar were the bartender had his drink ready.
"what about my date?" you inquired breathless and a tad shaken up by the sudden swarm.
bunny threw you an odd smile "what about him?"
you chuckled at his audacity. you looked around for your date but he was already hitting on someone else.
"you cant be all hooked on him" he retorted handing you a drink. you rejected it.
"I'm not hooked on anyone" you shot back. "you practically hijacked my night and date by the way. i liked him."
"if you did you wouldn't have accepted my dance offer hermosa." he turned to look at the said date. "you should like someone else. clearly someone who dances like you cant be with a tacky guy like him"
you scoffed "tch, you sound like youd be better"
"i would" he said
"we just met" you paused "and you're not subtle about your interest"
bunny shrugged "I just saw you dancing and I thought.. " he paused looking at you "...I want to get to know you, and not just tonight" he slid you a crumpled up piece of paper, a small smile forming as you had a general idea of what was contained in the note. you pocketed the note.
the crowd started looming towards you two and he was on borrowed time. his mask was off and everyone was very aware that a star was in their midst.
putting his cap back on he looked at you, with a grin "I hope to see you again, princesa" and he dipped through the back.
you rolled your eyes but you smiled.
˚ ◌♡ sae itoshi ⋆｡˚ (794words)
˗ˏˋnow playing: hips don't lie by shakira ft wyclef jean
aiku somehow managed to bring sae brought this night pop club and sae was not having it.
the place was a culmination of almost everything sae hated: the rowdiness of the place, the loud deafening music, the wild crowds, the nauseating smell of fries, the intermingled scents of sweat and cheap perfume. this wasn't a place for him.
except for one thing.
he was standing by the railing peering at the dancefloor as the crowd was singing along to the song so loud, had he been in the middle of that he'd get an ear bleed. it was not the perfect place but it still worked. most of the goers were in shorts, skirts, low-rise jeans which somewhat fed into a hidden fetish of his.
the same fetish that made him notice you. the way you swayed your hips to the rhythm of the song made your perfect ass jiggle and bounce so much so that he became so fixated on your ass, tracking your movement around the dance floor.
when the song came to an end the crowd seperated and he lost sight of you. internally he was slightly disappointed.
"ya cannot be standing here" aiku appeared behind sae, placing his hand on his shoulder "look at the pretty ladies. give them what they want."
he was right, there was a small group of girls who were nearby, fawning over sae and his group. but sae wasnt interested.
"hands off me" sae pushed aiku's hand off his shoulder walking to the exit. "I'm leaving"
"awh man"
he walked down the stairs into the main entertainment area, through the bar. but then he stopped in his tracks when he saw the familiar figure. you were leaning into the bar, engrossed in the conversation you were having with the bartender, who was an acquintance of yours.
shamelessly, he took the time to look at your ass. he would argue that it stared at him first. he briefly studied the curvature as if calculating its circumference and quickly snapped out of it. (I cringed here btw)
you felt someone stare you down and the bartender validated your sentiment while sae walked towards the exit. "the sae itoshi just took a few minutes to stare at your ass babes"
you turned around, and saw him leaving the club.
offended but slightly amused and curious as to why he didnt say anything, you followed him.
trailing behind him you yelled out "if you want ass you just gotta say it dude."
he turned back to see you. you were stand a few feet away from him arms crossed and brows raised.
"you are very vulgar" sae shot back.
his eyes slowly falling onto your hips then your thighs.
"eyes up here" you added, visibly pissed now.
sae’s cold, unreadable expression didn't change "you lack discipline making a scene in public"
"says the guy who is lacking basic manners, staring at people's asses," you retorted.
sae just turned around and kept on walking.
"hey! dont walk away from me, you coward" you started tailing him closer.
"I'm walking back to my hotel. if you're going to keep yelling in the street, you might as well walk with me."
"you sicken me"
"yet you're still walking with me"
the walk was quiet but he kept falling half a step behind you every few feet, trying to catch a view of your silhouette under the streetlights. you would pause in your steps, and glance of your shoulder calling him out. "you ain't slick"
sae simply looked away, adjusting his bomber jacket. you just smiled. it was cute how he was trying to hide his interest.
"so is it the jiggle or the shape??"
the question caught him of guard and he simply stared at you "es tu culo, en general [its your ass in general]."
"what?" you inquired, confused. confuddled (is that even a word??)
"hm?"
"you said something in spanish, what does it mean??"
sae just walked away quickening his pace, a microscopic smirk forming.
"hey! what the hell did you say to me??"
you were now bothering him about what he said, trying to get him to repeat it into your translator but he wouldnt budge. you even reached his hotel without getting a single word out of him.
outside the entrance, sae stopped and pulled out his phone, handing it to you with the most straight face.
"what?" you asked.
"my contact," sae replied in his clinical tone. "you're annoying, but you're interesting enough. put your number in so I don't have to go to another stupid club to find you."
you looked down at his phone, contemplating whether you want to put up with his nonsense.
"also" he continued "maybe I'll tell you what i actually said"
˚ ◌♡ don lorenzo ⋆｡˚ (805words)
˗ˏˋnow playing: dj got us falling in love by usher ft. pitbull
the crowd erupted in cheers as the song started playing. jumping and singing along with them. you were having the time of your life.
it was your third midnight rave at one of the abandoned warehouses. you snuck out just to be here and you were running out of freedom points everytime because your parents were now on to you.
but you didnt care at all, you're at a party and you were gonna make the most of it.
until you crashed into someone, this person's drink effectively ruining your perfectly curated outfit.
"ahhh~, cazzo—"
you turned around, ready to throw hands, but the words wouldn't come out because standing in your midst was the same guy you'd bumped into at the last rave, towering over you with his jagged, gold-toothed zombie like grin and unhinged eyes
"you again??"
"oh wow, well if it isn't my favourite little fugitive!" lorenzo cackled, his tall frame swaying to the music, "back for round two, I see?"
"oh come on" you gasped. "why?!" you looked down at your outfit. "and this was my favourite dress!"
"ahh sorry principessa," he teased, leaning down so his face was just inches from yours, his grin widening. "but you do owe me a dance for making me spill that, yknow.."
"bruh you owe me a fricking outfit?!"
before you could argue further, Usher’s voice blasted through the massive speakers and the crowd erupted in cheers. without giving you a second to think, lorenzo grabbed both of your hands and pulled you in the eye of the tornado that was the crowd.
it was chaotic and fun. lorenzo was loud, energetic, spinning you around, jumping to the bass drops, and shouting the lyrics at the top of his lungs. you joined in too, jumping and scream so loud your throat was fighting for it's life.
the final chorus hit its peak, and the feral crowd reached extreme levels of wild, screaming along to every. single. word.
then, the music faded into deafening cheers of the crowd.. the sound of static ringing in everyone's ears.
just in time for them to hear the sound of police sirens echoing in the distance. the watch peered outside the warehouse and red and blue lights where flashing and getting closer.
"police! everybody scatter!!"
oh shit.
the panic set instantly as the crowd started to scramble to the nearest exits..
"yeahh time to go!!" a loud unadulted laugh barked out of his mouth..
lorenzo’s head snapped toward the back doors and in an act of pure adrenalin, he locked his long fingers tightly with yours and used his tall, athletic frame to maneuver his way out of the crowd with you.
you both burst out through one of the exit into one of the nearest alleyways just as sirens rounded the corner.
"cmon over here!" you gasped, taking the lead and ducking in between two large recycling bins.
lorenzo wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his chest to keep you hidden in the shadows.
a beam of light flashed swept across entrance of the alley, with the sound of a police radio, then a set of heavy footsteps.
you had a hand over your mouth and were holding your breath. if you get caught you're grounded for life. your heart was hammering against your ribs, if it were possible it might as well jump out. you were actually fearing for your freedom and livelihood.
lorenzo leaned his head down just at the moment the flash of light pointed in the direction.
his warm breath hitting your ear, trembling. but not in fear though — his shoulders were shaking in an attempt to hide a silent, uncontrolled laughter.
it took three excruciatingly long minutes that felt like hours for the footsteps to fade back toward the main street.
once the sound of the sirens faded into the distance, lorenzo finally let out a loud, breathless laugh before looking at your very obviously panicked expression.
"that right there" lorenzo whispered, his eyes sparkling with thrill, "was better than any goal I've ever scored."
"you are a flipping mad man," you whispered back, a bright smile forming as the adrenalin rush started to settle "holy shit if I got caught, my parents were going to murder me"
"not on my watch," lorenzo grinned, "next time youre out.." he pulled out his phone and opened the contact list "you're not riding solo — I'll picking you up.."
you took his phone and typed your number into his contacts under a fake name. "yeah sure zombro, only if you promise not to spill your drink on me again."
"hmmm no promises" he flashed you a wink taking back his phone.
with his hand still intertwined with yours you slipped out of the alley back to find the main group.
˚ ◌♡ michael kaiser ⋆｡˚ (663words)
˗ˏˋnow playing: no lie by sean paul ft. dua lipa
the bass made the club shake like there was an earthquake. in his corner was a couple of girls screeching at the sight of kaiser even looking at them. he was loving the attention he was getting from them. he walked to the bar, flashing smiles at his fangirls.
you were the star of the dance floor when you arrived. kaiser had been watching you, intrigued by the way you moved on the dancefloor, the way you controlled that crowd with nothing more than just your intricate movements. in one of your persormances you looked in his direction and blew him a kiss, unintentionally — it was part of your performance
he was hooked and he wanted to meet you. and what better way to do than join you on the dance floor.
in a fluid motion he walked up to you, in a slight kneel, enough for you to see his blue rose tattoo under the neon lights, he kissed the back of your hand. he looked at you with a smirk. "arent you the most beautiful rose in this room of weeds?"
"is that what you said to all these girls in the room?" you wriggled your hand out of his grip and continued to dance away from him.
mimicking your movements, he moved in your direction closer to you. you sensed his presence behind you and felt a ghost of his hand just above the small of your back. before he could, you moved away
"mmm no they only get the smile-wink combo. you get the real deal" he sneered.
that remark scratched your brain the wrong way. "yeah no.."
you walked away. he stood there wondering what your deal was. no one has ever walked away from thee michael kaiser like the way you did. safe to say he was intrigued at the amount of self control you had and he wanted to push that boundary.
he tailed you across the club, navigating through the crowd like he owned the place. grabbing some drinks from the nearby passing bartender, he walked up in front of you.
"little unfair rejecting an emperor like that. at the very least let my plead my case and give me some credit"
you gave him the biggest eyeroll. "listen dude"
"its michael"
"i know who you are"
"then say my name"
"and stroke your already big ego? no"
"aw come on schatz none of these guys are deserving of you ethereal charm"
"and you are?"
"of course"
you looked at him, brow raised "arrogant much?"
"its my middle name"
you just stared at him mouth agape. his blue rose tattoo peeked out from his sleeve. his eyes hadn't left yours since he'd approached you. you were here to have a good time after all so why not?
"one dance. that is all" you said
his response was immediate, a large grin formed. he was way too pleased with himself.
he took your hand, taking you back to the centre. cue the song and the crowd shifted back to the dancefloor — jumping, cheering and shouting the lyrics.
you let the music guide you, but this time kaiser was in your orbit. and he danced closer to you. without pulling you closer, he leaned in near your ear and whispered, "if I held you, would you pull away?"
"I'd consider it."
"dont act like you're not curious about me, schatz, I can tell."
"again, arrogant."
"I like to think of it as being confident." he took your hand and spun you, pulling you against his chest. you gently pulled away with a smile and maintaining eye contact.
"same thing"
the song faded and the crowd died down and dispersed. kaiser was looking at you, with a glint of confidence.
"I'm going to ask for your number," he continued "and you're going to give it to me."
"really? am I?"
"yes you are, because you want to see what happens next. just like I do."
♡ a/n: this one has been long time coming. proofread to an extent. @julilokiselirator babes this was supposed to be a loki only fic for you, but it ended up being about most of the newgen11😭
♡ pardon if there are any mistakes. english is my first language, but I'm still on the learning curve of actually writing.
♡ thank you for reading and feedback is appreciated
Once Again begging bllk xreader writers to tag their posts as "blue lock x reader" OR "bllk x reader" instead of only using "[character name] x reader". it's annoying as fuck and makes it unnecessarily tedious to block xreader posts.
examples for visual learners:
#blue lock x reader <- this? perfect!
#bllk x reader <- this? beautiful!
#[character name] x reader <- this BY ITSELF? Horrific. Nightmare fuel.
it's common courtesy to tag your writing thoroughly (in this specific instance) so that people can easily find it AND avoid it. i'm so tired of having to add 100 iterations of the same damn tag to my filters that i just block people.
so again, PLEASE USE "blue lock x reader" OR "bllk x reader" in addition to the other tags you're using.
ʚɞ Hugo comforts you after you start crying during sex
Virgin female reader x bf!hugo
WC: 1.3k | may be ooc
18+ content
Hugo knew that sex was something that you valued a lot, it wasn’t something that you could be casual about. And you were a virgin since it had been something you feared to do with all of your exes. All of your exes have tried to pressure you into having sex which is why you ended all your past relationships.
But Hugo is different. He’s someone that you feel so comfortable and confident in yourself while you’re around him. It’s been 8 months since you started dating him. Unlike the others Hugo has never tried to force you into doing anything and said we can take that step when it’s meant to happen, when you’re ready.
After going out on a shopping date where Hugo, of course, didn’t let you pay for anything at, you came back to the apartment. The air was warm and your shared apartment felt still.
After both of you changed into your loungewear, you relaxed into the couch. You were laying on Hugo’s chest and felt his chest rising and falling as he held you close to him.
Hugo began laying small kisses down from the sensitive area behind you ear all the way down the curve of your neck while he had his huge arms wrapped around your waist. Soon the movie you two put on had become completely forgotten,background noise.
You turned around to straddle him, now kissing his tender lips , he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. His hands were now all over you. The kiss was now becoming a sloppy one, both of you hungry for each other.
You pulled away from him, his eyes widened, he looked deep into your eyes in attempt read you.
“Hugo?”
“Yes mon amour?”
“I think I’m ready” you said in a soft tone while looking down and playing with your hands
“Are you sure? If you’re not ready we can wait as long as you’d like”
“I’m sure, I want you. Please” you said to him both of your eyes now full of lust
He leaned in slowly his lips now so close to your ear that you could feel his warm breath on your ear
“If that’s what you want, then of course”
He picked you up with ease and your plush thighs were wrapped around his waist and your hands hanging around his neck.
“Y’know I can walk by myself right” you giggled into his neck
“Not right now you can’t ” he answered back as if it was the most obvious thing in the world
He dropped you onto the bed, and began taking off your clothes slowly, piece by piece. First came off your hoodie, then you lifted up your hips to help him take off your sweatpants. Now he could see exactly how wet he made you just by making out, your panties were completely soaked in your arousal. You got up and turned around so he could unclip your bra. You turned back around and he pulled down your underwear next.
“You’re so perfect ma chérie” he said completely amazed by the sight in front of him.
You looked away feeling slightly embarrassed to be the only one naked now.
“Okay now I’m pulling off your clothes, if I stay as the only one bare naked in the room I’m gonna feel too embarrassed to go through with this” you huffed while lifting off his shirt to reveal his defined abs and biceps. God you loved his biceps.
You then pulled off his shorts to expose his hard cock through his boxers. You had to stop yourself from dropping your jaw due to how utterly 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙚 it was. I mean, you’d felt it through his clothes, but now you could REALLY see its size. It wasn’t long before the briefs came off to reveal the entire length before you.
He then pushed u back onto the bed and kissed his way down your soft, warm body. His large, veiny, hands were holding your boobs and rubbing your hard nipples
“Ngh Vivi that f-feels s’good” you whimpered out loud
He soon made his way down towards your thighs, he loved your thighs (almost) as much as you loved his biceps.
He left small but noticeable hickeys all the way to your inner thighs while his hands were still roaming your body. Your inner thighs were so sensitive to the touch you squirmed in reaction to him touching you there
“Please, vivi, you know I’m sensitive there”
You could feel him smirking against your skin, which irked you as much as it usually does when he reacted like that
“It’s okay my love” he answered while continuing to explore your body, until he got off you and walked towards the table.
“Where are you going?” You said in a confused tone as you lifted up your head
He pulled a condom out of the drawer and showed it in response.
“Unless you want a kid” he mumbled while tearing the packet open with his teeth
“ yea no” you replied while laying back down onto the bed
He chuckled lowly then put it on his dick.
He then began to finger you slowly to try make it less painful when he put his whole cock in. First just his middle finger then after loosening up your hole a bit he added his ring.
“Fuck Hugo” you arched your back off the bed in reaction to him curling his fingers in you
“Does it feel good?” He asked you
“A-agh yeah it does baby” you struggled to reply through the pleasure mixed with pain
He then spread your thighs even wider and positioned his length infront of your pussy
He slowly slid it in halfway making a lewd squelching sound filling the room
“Fuck you’re so tight” he groaned while throwing his head back
His arms were now holding you close with your head on his bicep he couldn’t see your face as it was holding onto his big arms while facing down (ofc lol who doesn’t love biceps)
As he was putting it in deeper he felt something wet on his arm, he pulled out and looked down to see tears streaming down your face.
“What’s wrong baby, does it hurt? Did I do something wro-“
“No, I don’t know what’s happening I don’t know why I’m crying ”
He was completely panicking at the sight of you crying. After all this has never happened before with any of his past partners.
He pulled you onto his lap and enveloped you in his arms as your head was down on his shoulder.
You could feel both your and his heart pounding, both from panic.
He rubbed circles on your back and placed small,soft kisses on your head. Lightly rocking you to calm you down from whatever made you cry.
He hated seeing you like this.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you, you’re safe my love”
“I-I don’t know w-what happened” you sobbed into his chest now covered in your tears
“If you aren’t ready, and feel overwhelmed that’s okay.” He said still rocking you
He then put on his shorts and lifted you up after you’d slowed your breathing a bit and carried you princess style to the bathroom. He carefully placed you in the tub while he sat on the toilet lid after putting it down. Next, he turned the faucet on and put it warm. The water gradually filled up the tub while you were turned around and he rubbed your back in a slow motion.
“You didn’t have to do all this, I’m okay now” you whispered to Hugo
“I care about you, of course I have to do this”
He scrubbed your back with your favorite body wash after the tub filled.
You didn’t need to say anything, and neither did he. The silence besides the sound of him scrubbing you was comfortable, not awkward.
He then massaged your hair with shampoo and conditioner
After rinsing it all off and drying your hair you both layed together in bed with your back to his bare chest.
You turned around and gave a peck on the lips
“I love you vivi” you breathed
“I love you more, my destiny”
You both fell asleep to the rhythm of each others breathing <3
a/n : idk if this is good or not but if u read all the way ty and i hope u liked it ♥︎🥹
