⋆.𐙚 ̊ you thought in this position it’s gonna be easier, but nagi‘s still so big and messy! — he’s just big, sleepy, and too comfortable inside you to stop 𐦯
You’re already trembling by the time he pushes in — slow, like he always is, like he has no idea what he’s doing to you.
Doggy was your idea. You thought it’d help. Thought the angle might make it easier to take him. But with Nagi, there’s no such thing as easy.
“Feels tight,” he murmurs, lazy and curious. One hand rests heavy on your lower back, the other gripping your hip like an anchor. “Did I stretch you enough?”
You try to answer, but all that comes out is a gasped whimper as his cock pushes deeper. You’re soaking wet, already messy and slick from the last round, but your body still struggles to take all of him — thick, long, too much in every possible way.
“Still not all the way in,” he mutters, mostly to himself, like he’s mildly confused.
“Nagi, wait—” You try to push back against him, but it’s no use. His weight pins you down, his body folded over yours now, chest brushing your spine as he leans closer.
“You can take it,” he mumbles, pressing a kiss between your shoulder blades like it’s comfort. “You always do.”
And then he pushes fully inside you.
The sound you make is broken — part sob, part moan, part desperate need. Your hands clutch the sheets as your body stretches around him, clenching reflexively. His cock pulses deep inside you, snug and hot, and Nagi just sighs like he’s drifting off to sleep.
“So warm…”
He starts to move in slow, deep thrusts that hit exactly where you need them, even if he doesn’t seem to be aiming for anything in particular. Every time his hips slap into your ass, slick drips down your thighs.
“Messy again,” he mumbles, pulling out partway only to thrust back in with a wet squelch. “Gonna need a towel…”
“You think—” You gasp, barely able to speak. “—you could’ve lasted five minutes without making a mess?”
“Mm… probably not.” His voice is muffled now, face buried in the crook of your neck. “Feels too good.”
He doesn’t speed up. He doesn’t need to. He just keeps thrusting lazily, steadily, filling you with every inch like it’s nothing — like you’re meant to take him. You’re trembling underneath him, thighs shaking, arms limp from trying to hold yourself up.
“’m gonna cum again,” he says, and it’s so nonchalant, so casual it almost sounds like he’s asking if you want a snack.
You barely get out a breathless “Inside—just cum inside—” before he does, hips stuttering as he buries himself to the hilt.
Warmth floods you. Again. Deep and heavy and endless.
He stays there, still sheathed inside you, twitching gently as he presses another lazy kiss to your shoulder. He’s not pulling out.
And gods, he’s still hard.
“Let’s stay like this,” he mumbles, already half-asleep. “You feel good.”
Humanity has become crazy. Or maybe people just finally accepted their true nature. Whatever the answer is, it doesn’t matter anymore. because lying, fighting, stalking, spying, killing— everything is okay when it’s done for love.
There are, of course, diverse variants of the type of ‘infected’ everyone is.
Some of them are the following:
THE Obsessivus
From the moment they wake up to the moment they fall asleep, you are all they can think about. Even with their eyes closed, dreams –or nightmares– with your pretty face and your nice words drown their minds. Not a single minute can pass without them remembering you; texting you every chance they get, making a fuss when you’re not together, secretly installing an app on your phone to know your location— God forbid you make the error of trying to distance yourself from them. God save you if you do. For these would ensure it never happened again. Enjoy the tracking collar .
Character(s); Mikage Reo
THE Consecrator
You’re not human to them. No, you’re something higher, better, worthier than that. You’re an angel sent from above… no, not that either. An angel would turn pink in embarrassment upon seeing you. You’re a deity. And like the devoted follower they are, everything has to be about you. They can only hope that you accept their devoutness, their commitment, their faith. Reciprocate it? The mere idea is absurd enough for them to even think about it, but they would do anything for it to happen. Anything. Cry, beg, bleed— You’re the puppeteer and they’re the useless wood doll. It doesn’t matter if you break their arms or if you paint their face a mix of ugly blues, purples, and reds. It doesn’t even matter if you devour them— in fact, it’d be a dream come true. Always together, until the end of the times. Do whatever. Whatever. Just keep moving the strings. Just don’t leave your dog alone.
Character(s); Alexis Ness
THE Gravitas
They don’t care. You don’t even know if they love you. They don’t even know they’re able to love. Lips pressed together, an indifferent expression whenever you steal a glance, and no response when you swallow your dignity and try to reach out. Do you even matter anymore? It’s eating you from the inside, because you can’t tell what you are supposed to do. Wait? Talk? Can you change them? The answer is no. A blatant one. But don’t think you’re smart, because you can’t move on. Literally. Just because you don’t know if they’re yours, doesn’t mean you’re not theirs. Maybe that’s the proof. Maybe that’s the only sign you’ll get, all the love you will be fed with. Because they won’t do anything to make you want to stay— but they’ll do everything, no matter how much effort they have to put into it, no matter who’s blood has to stain their hands, to make you not leave. Your tears will end up drying anyways.
Character(s); Itoshi Sae
THE Faux curator
In some sort of sick fantasy is where faux curators live. It’s fascinating how attentive they can be— they could even fake and act like consecraters with all the care they treat you with. Until you realize that you don’t need to be healed if you never got hurt in the first place. Until you realize that they’re the ones putting you in that pathetic situation. You can call it whatever, but a ‘saviour-complex’ won’t manage to cover the sadistic pleasure they get from your pain. Your blood, tears and sobs are theirs, and if they cut you open, they’ll lick the crimson that drips in perverted ecstasy before stitching the wound. Some manage to hide their degeneracy under doll-like eyes and a pretty smile, which is why they’re not blatantly called after their sadism. But you ought to know that the most beautiful animals are the most poisonous ones.
bllk x gn!reader ft. isagi, bachira, rin sae, nagi, reo, chigiri
aabi's note: baby's first post!!!! no shade to the blindbox characters reader didn't want thoo. lmk if u gaiz want pt two!
synopsis: you're unboxing blind boxes together, but he gets the one you want.
warnings: cursing
𝄞𝄢 isagi.
the timer goes off and your phone starts recording, capturing the scene of you and isagi sat side-by-side on his bed, one chiikawa blind box sitting on each of your lap.
"okayy soo the options are..." you talk to the camera, holding the box up in the air, and pointing at the cute, colorful characters with your nails. beside you, isagi watched your every movement. his chest swelled with love. he really, really loved how animated you are when it came to your interests. "so friggin cute," he thinks as you babble on about your die-hearted passion for chiikawa and friends.
"i want chiikawa or hachiware like REALLY bad." you turn your head towards isagi, "what 'bout you yoi?"
"hmm.. maybe usagi? it's name rhymes with my last name."
and with that the two of you began ripping apart the cardboard hiding the secret goodie!
"oh."
in your hands was a furry shisa keychain, the one character you didn't want. meanwhile in isagi's hands was a VERY pretty looking chiikawa keychain.
"hey so―"
you couldn't even finish your sentence because isagi already handed his chiikawa to you.
"you wanted this one right? here, i'd rather you have it."
let's just say your phone and the little keychains were long forgotten.
𝄞𝄢 bachira.
"MEGURU BE CAREFUL YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK SOMETHING."
bachira was already bouncing with his blindbox in his hand. earlier today, you two went on a date at the mall and bought the new naruto labubus, a purchase you've been dying to make.
"ooh! ooh! what if i get the secret one!!"
"the secret one is gaara," you murmured, nails picking at the tape keeping the box together.
"aw i wanted it to be a surprise.. but its okay. you want kakashi right?"
"yes―"
bachira ripped the box open and held up a kakashi labubu in the air.
"NO WAY―I GOT KAKASHI."
"and i got sasuke." you winced, barely holding the sasuke labubu with one finger like it disgusted you. you felt terrible, spending all that money and getting the character you absolutely did not want.
"lets trade." bachira snatched the sasuke from your hand and replaced it with his kakashi.
you blinked, clutching onto kakashi like he was the entire world.
"you didn't even hesitate."
"why should i? i like you more than plastic."
𝄞𝄢 rin.
"you like these, don't you?" rin casually tossed you a mofusand blind box, the packaging baby pink with white polka dots. the blind box offered mini figures in various bumblebee or bunny costumes.
you nodded at his words, looking away from the box to give him a warm smile, but instead your eyes land on a duplicate of the exact same blind box in his hands.
"so you got matching couple figures for us?" you teasingly asked.
"shut up," is all you get in return.
rin watches you intently as you fiddle with the box, opening it and pulling out a cat only wearing a bumblebee antenna on it's head. basically, you got the most basic figure. meanwhile, rin who opened his blind box in silence, got the cutest mofusand kitty, one wearing a pink bunny hat and holding a carrot.
"take it."
"boy what??"
"take it."
rin sighed and placed the small, cute kitty figurine in your hand.
"i'll buy a better blind box next time."
"you want me SO bad."
"shut up."
𝄞𝄢 sae.
he thought your blindbox addiction was a waste of money, but sae never hesitated to spend money on your interests. your pretty smile and glowing happiness is all that mattered to him anyway.
so it's no shock that you've been spoiled by him again.
"how did you know i wanted this one?" you asked, holding up expensive custom blindboxes by a small business owner.
"i know everything," sae muttered back. he grabbed one blindbox from you and began tearing it open, curious to understand your passion. "this is basically gambling," he sighed.
as usual you ignored him, more focused on performing a good luck ritual you always did before opening a blindbox.
"please give me the pretty seal with boba eyes!!"
sae got the pretty seal with boba eyes.
and you?
you got the figure EVERYONE hated. a seal wearing a bright neon green bikini.
sae almost snickered at the sight of your expression―mouth slightly agape from shock, eyes wide in denial, your hand holding the seal shaking.
he dropped the cute seal into your palm, not bothering to elaborate.
"it's all yours anyway."
𝄞𝄢 nagi.
after many failed attempts, you were finally able to get nagi out of the house. you held his hand as you practically dragged him around the outdoor shopping mall.
your eyes caught glimpse of a bright trinket store. squealing, "lets go there!", you haled nagi into the store. he didn't even complain, just accepted his fate.
"i really hope i get the cinnamoroll one―or even the kerroppi one. as long as i don't get the random kirimi one."
you pointed at each of the little sanrio x mofusand figure hippers printed on the box, yapping away to nagi about how cute it would be to have matching hippers on the back of your phones.
"i really don't care who i get," he muttered, lazily opening his box. you shot him a dirty look before following his actions and opening your own.
"imagine you get kirimi―" too late. you got kirimi. and nagi? he got cutsie little pompompurin.
you were about to lose it, but nagi swapped his hipper with yours, sticking your ex-kirimi onto the edge of his phone like it meant nothing.
"sei?"
"i told you i don't care who i get"
"but i got that?"
"ok."
and conversation's over.
nagi's weird, but he shows he cares in a nagi way.
𝄞𝄢 reo.
you were opening your fifth blind box by now.
reo, who had been stalking your tiktok reposts for a while, decided to splurge on you with all the little trinkets and figures in blind boxes you've been reposting about.
"reo.. you seriously didn't have to do this," you murmured, tone laced with guilt as you unboxed another cute little toy.
"shh." he placed a finger on your lips, "don't worry about it. just―just indulge."
you nodded and pushed him a rilakkuma keychain blindbox, one that he bought a duplicate of.
"you want to match these?"
you nod.
reo carefully opened his box with perfect precision, making sure to not ruin the box because he knows you'd kill him if he did.
"you want korilakkuma, don't you?" he asks, ripping open the plastic that hid the secret keychain.
you nod and do the same, pulling out your surprise keychain.
reo got korilakkuma and you got kiiroitori. you weren't disappointed―you liked the yellow bird, finding it cute.
"agh it would've been better if you got rilakkuma. then we could've properly matched."
"reo i like the character i got though."
"oh no no no"
reo already pulled out his phone, and your best guess is that he's ordering more of the same blindbox.
𝄞𝄢 chigiri.
you and chigiri exited the photobooth all giggly and smiley. in your hands were wo freshly printed photo strips of you and your boyfriend doing cute little poses.
the amusement park's gift shop offered photo strip holders, some in blind bags.
"ooh! let's get this one!!" you pulled chigiri to a random aisle, pointing at a sanrio version of the photo strip holders. he nodded, picking two and then paying at the cashier.
"all of these are so cute. honestly i wouldn't mind getting any," you squealed while tearing the blind bag open. secretly, you wished to get the sugarbunnies or the usahana one. those two holders were the cutest compared to the other options.
chigiri hummed in response, popping open his own blind bag. he fished through the plastic and pulled out the sugarbunnies holder you wanted. a smirk curled on his lips when he noticed your disappointment. in your hands was a pochacco holder.
"pshh, it's not the end of the world or anything," he murmured, slipping his photo strip into the sugarbunnies holder before pushing it towards you.
you blinked.
"hyoma???"
"what??? just take it."
you thought he was just gonna snatch it away when you took it, but the genuine smile on his face said otherwise. chigiri is so so sweet.
Blue Lock NewGen u11 writing spree! going to be mostly fem!readers unless i get a request. Don Lorenzo is first up! with teeth and mouth fetish ngh.
Lorenzo loves your teeth!
He is constantly staring at your mouth and making you smile to see those canines. He likes brushing your teeth before bed, doing another persons oral care is very intimate.
Being press up against him trying to give him better access as he brushes away. He Holds your hair up as you rinse out your mouth and get ready for flossing, Sticking his fingers in is his favorite part.
Holding your cheek and his thumb wedging your mouth open by your lower jaw for full display, making sure each tooth is clean pressing his fingers firmly on every surface including your tongue causing it to squirm.
Something about those teeth does something carnal to him, its a little concerning how worked up he gets when he does this for you. In his defense the slobber , heavy open mouth breathing, and the feeling of your teeth on his fingertips just feels so good.
He stopped flossing a while ago,, he's just been rubbing his fingers on your molars and staring at you with a nasty smile. "Okayy all done, Amoree" He playfully says pulling you out of the bathroom still pressed up against you, his fingers still in your mouth almost causally like its a pocket. As you both get into the bedroom he slowly starts to pull his fingers out, smearing your drool all over your lips.
(FULL CHAPTERS ON MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT PINKMINXX. SMUT IS ONLY POSTED HERE)
CHAPTER 006
Y/N'S NEXT DATE WAS WITH,
Bachira. The two first ate some nice food at a restaurant, since she kept complaining she was hungry-- then they made their way to a nearby Cartier shop. Y/N's eyes widened when she saw where he'd brought her. At first, she didn't believe it and it took her a few seconds to actually realise he took her to Cartier. Even at the height of her career as a socialite, she never had enough money to actually buy herself one of the most expensive jewellery brands in the world.
Her heart thumped in excitement and her eyes glistened from all the shiny jewels sitting in front of her. All ripe for the choosing. So many...so little time. How could she possibly know which ones she wanted?
She turned to Bachira, convinced he was messing with her. She glared at him, her eyes fierce in irritation.
"Why're we here?" she muttered.
Bachira blinked and tilted his head to the side. "Hmm? Isn't this one of the best brands for jewellery?"
"Huh--"
He scratched his head and scolded himself. "I thought it was...I made sure to ask everyone back at the house and I even did my own research... Maybe I was wrong..."
"No, it is, but...why're we here?" she asked.
His ears perked up and he shot his face up, meeting her gaze. "What's the problem then? If this is the right place..."
"Because...how can you have that much money?" she said, sceptical. "You're just doing this to annoy me, aren't you--"
"No, no," he shook his head, an earnest expression on his face. "I wanted to treat you to the best. That's why I brought you here."
She raised a brow at him.
"You can pick whichever one you want-- and as much as you want," he smiled cheerfully. "I want to treat you like the precious woman you are. I'll buy you anything you want-- do you want me to buy the whole store? Cause I can do that too if you want."
Her eyes widened. "The-- whole store?"
He nodded. "Everything in it."
She burst out laughing, her shoulder jerking up and down from how stupid the idea he posed was. Tears filled her eyes when she glanced at him-- it was utterly preposterous. How could he have that much money to spend, just like that, without even thinking about it? She refused to believe he actually made that much from his career as a soccer athlete.
"Woo...you're funny, Bachira," she snickered, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Bachira's eyes suddenly became dangerous and fierce. The joyful aura that once surrounded him was completely sucked from his features and instead, his face contained no emotion. His bright yellow eyes stared at her with deep annoyance-- as though her mocking his capability to provide for her had wounded him deeply.
She stopped laughing. "Uh--"
"Okay..." he nodded. "Let's make a deal..."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll go to the store clerk, right now. And I'll see how much everything in here is. Then, we'll see if I can pay it. Immediately," he told her.
"Okay? What happens if you can't?" she questioned.
"Then I'll just give all the money to you instead," he said.
She sneered, rubbing her hands together in excitement at the prospect of getting a ton of money. "Well...get ready to lose! You just set yourself up--"
"Oi, you didn't hear the rest."
"What."
"If I do pay for everything, you'll get down on your knees, in here and start sucking my dick," he told her the rest, the angry expression on his face faded when he mentioned this and instead he began smiling cheekily. "Okay...?"
She laughed. "Sure. Go ahead."
He nodded and approached the store clerk while Y/N watched closely. The cost of everything in the store currently was in the millions-- she didn't hear the exact number but all she heard was 'something million'. This made her jaw drop and she turned to Bachira, intrigued to see whether he would produce his card from his wallet to pay for it all.
Then, she saw him nodding with a smile on his face. A smug smile, of all things, as his hand slithered into his pocket. He pulled out his wallet and those slender fingers of his fidgeted around until he slid out his credit card.
"No way-- you don't have that much--" she stammered.
Bachira placed his card against the machine and the sound Y/N heard made her heart pulsate in disbelief. But it wasn't only her heart that throbbed in excitement. Her lower region was practically a mess-- the mere thought of Bachira paying everything he had for her caused her to feel this way.
His card didn't decline.
The store clerk began emptying all the jewels from their display, placing them in boxes one by one. While they did this, Bachira turned to her on his heels and motioned with his finger for her to get down on her knees. Her legs trembled with emotion. She didn't even know how to feel-- she could feel herself coming close to a climax from all the jewels that would belong to her as a result of him buying her everything.
She'd never seen so much jewellery in her entire life...!
Her cheeks burned. "I--"
Bachira sneered. "Your mouth is pricey. I know... But I think I've paid the right price for it."
"How--" she stammered, still not believing he actually bought out the entire store. Though, she did find it incredibly hot.
"Are you going to give me what I want now?" he asked her.
She swallowed deeply and knelt down in front of him. "B...but do we have to do it here...?"
"Don't worry. I paid them a little extra to not look if that makes you uncomfortable," he said. "I told them not to let anyone else in..."
"Hmm..."
"It's just us. It's fine."
She raised her hands and unzipped his pants, coming face to face with his lower region that throbbed with desire for her. Her breaths were warm and quick-- her heart pounded inside her ribs. Looking up at him one more time, she saw how aroused he looked. His cheeks were bright red, his chest rose and fell at a rapid pace and he stared down at her from under his eyelids. She parted her lips and her tongue emerged, licking him so she could gauge his reaction.
His hand shot to the back of her head and caressed her hair in his palm. "Agh...hurry up..."
Y/N started off slow, eager to annoy him, since she still felt rather irritated that she'd lost the bet against him. So she slowly sucked the tip and only that section, driving him crazy as he neared his climax each time but she stopped right before he would release himself.
A low groan left his lips and his fingers thread into her hair, gripping her tightly. He desperately resisted the urge to push her face against him and face fuck her-- even though the urge was incredibly strong. He allowed his head to lull backwards, neck arching slightly as he enjoyed the pleasure her mouth gave give.
"Uhh...Sir, would you like the invoice sent to your email or a letter to your address?" one of the people who worked at the store asked.
Y/N squeezed her legs together in embarrassment. Though, for some reason...she actually seemed to like this.
"Agh...uh...by email," Bachira answered.
"Alright," the person said and went back to sorting all the jewels in their respective boxes.
"Y/N...this is getting boring..." Bachira huffed. "I want something more exciting...you've been doing the same thing for two minutes."
Y/N stared up at him smugly, her mouth still latched onto him.
He grabbed both sides of her head in his hands this time and pushed her head further down. Her eyes widened at the sheer size of his region and when she finally reached the base, she could feel him almost entering her throat.
"Ah...that's so much better, Y/N..." Bachira cooed, one of his hands leaving her head to wipe the saliva from her lips. He smiled down at her in a grateful manner. "You look so cute like this..."
"Mgh...ngn..." she responded, her insides knotting and twisting in sheer ecstasy.
Then, he started to slowly move his strong hips back and forth, using her mouth to make himself feel good. Not once did his eyes leave her face. He'd wanted her for such a long time, he never even knew how much he desired her until this moment when he actually got the chance to share this intimate moment. Bachira didn't care that they were doing it in a public area and that some people who worked in the store could see them.
To him, it was just them.
Just him and Y/N.
He started thrusting harder when he saw she was comfortable with it. His sweet taste filled her mouth, making it the only thing she could taste and smell. At first, she had a very bad gag reflex, but when he continued going so deep inside her mouth, she started to forget about it. Her eyes would flutter to the back of her head with how deep he went, hitting the back of her throat over and over again.
Low groans of sheer excitement left Bachira's lips.
"So...good..." he whispered.
"Uh-- one last thing, Sir, do you need--" the store clerk began.
Bachira shot them a stern glare. "Fuck...off...!"
"Uh--"
He shoved Y/N's head back and forth against him. "Stop...fucking...interfering!"
"Sorry--"
"...I'll kill you next time..." Bachira's eyes glowed dangerously. "Idiot..."
He breathed out a seething hot breath of air when he climaxed inside her mouth.
Y/N felt something warm shoot down the back of her throat and she instinctively swallowed.
He pulled away from her and a happy smile formed on his lips.
When you begin to wake up again, you notice something.
You were in a different room.
On a couch.
An old one, but thousands of times better than the makeshift "bed" you had at the school's cafeteria.
At least this one had comfort. You had to get used to the body pains from practically sleeping on the hard floor.
And the better part was...
You had a jacket on top of you, serving as a blanket in a way.
You slowly sit up, trying your hardest to ignore your head throbbing with every heartbeat.
But the clear sign of dehydration is making it hard to do that.
Head hurts.
Dry mouth.
Dizzy.
Your body feels heavy.
You even forgot where you were for a small second.
But hey, at least you got a small amount of rest. You needed it.
A small cough knocks you out of your thoughts.
You turn your head, expecting Rin.
...
"W-Who are you?!" you yelp out with a hoarse voice.
Oh my goodness... I'm losing my voice now?!
And it hurts to talk...
The stranger waves his hands immediately at your fear, trying to calm your panic. "I'm—"
I BET YOU WANNA KNOW WHO THAT IS RIGHT?
Well... If you really are curious, go check out Heartbeat by herghostorchid on Wattpad! He is revealed in chapter 2, which is where this scene comes from. :) Chapters 0-2 are out already! (and look at my warning chapter before anything if you really do go, please!)
OR you could wait for me to put the chapters on this site... not sure when I'll start! :D just promoting rn!
I will TRY to put out a chapter at least once a week, but no promises at all.
