hinata your stepbro gets stuck in the washing machine and needs your help!
i finally finished lol
TW: pseudo-1ncest, top male reader, hinata baits reader, creampie, baically the nasties
minors fem alligned DNI
you two had fooled around before, maybe a blowy here and there, but when you hear struggling in the laundry room and hinata is there, trying to get out, you could only chuckle.
you heard him pause, before he sagged, his muscular thighs relaxing in his shorts as he asked you to help, saying that he was stuck there for about 20 minutes, a whine at the end of his voice as he tried to get out.
your hands went behind him, telling him that you were going to get him out after you had your fun, listening to an echo’d consent, before you pulled down his shorts, admiring how smooth and developed his muscles were. you couldn’t help but let your hands roam the sides of his body, your nails lightly scraping against his skin as you felt him shiver, lightly blowing on his back.
your body pressed against his as you pulled down your pants and underwear, stroking yourself to hardness before you laid your cock against hinatas backside, rolling your hips until precum dripped from your cock onto his ass. hinata let out a muffled moan, whining to you to hurry up and just stick it in so that you could help him out.
your laugh filled the room as you spat on your hand, lubing your cock up before grabbing his muscular ass, pushing the cheeks apart before rubbing your cockhead against his rim, putting more and more pressure until you were slowly pushing into his walls, your hand on his back as a leverage as you stretched him out.
but you then realized something.
“hinata, did you stretch yourself out before this? i see no clothes around you, and your ass is really lubed up.” just for emphasis your thumb sank into his hole, feeling the excessive lube on your fingers as you grabbed his hips again, pushing up and out until you got to a comfortable pace, giving him no room to explain yourself
“did you bait your step-brother into your little fantasies? like a little whore? you wouldn’t need to do that anyways hinata, we fool around anyways!” your hands gripped his ass harder as you played with the round globes of flesh.
you could feel his body tense as he shivered, before a sudden release of tension followed. you felt him tighten around you as his legs quivered, before you saw ropes of white squirt down the metal of the washing machine.
“what a little slut, getting off to being used by your step-brother inside of a washing machine. have you been jerking off to the thought of this day?” your hands grabbed his cock and you pumped it as you forced yourself in deeper, harder and rougher, spurred on by the moans and words that were fucked out of him.
your nails scratched red onto his skin as you felt yourself get closer, the thrusts getting more erratic and rougher as the washing machine banged with every hard thrust, before you grunted deeply as you dug yourself into the core of hinata the best you could, feeling yourself pulse as you shot ropes into him, watching as the excess dripped out of his ass.
you pulled out, wiping your cum stained cock on his ass before you took a look at your work, a limp, cum stained ass of your adopted brother that was absolutely ruined.
hinata would definitely plan something like this again.
SERIES: TOP MALE READER, FEM ALLIGNED AND MINORS DNI
CHAPTER SPECIFIC: CORRUPTION, ASS TO MOUTH, SLUTTY MEMPHY, VOYAGERISM, NUDITY, LUCIFER WATCHES HORNILY, MUSCLE WORSHIP, PRAISE, DEGRADION
some demons want nothing more than to ruin what is happy. when you get sprayed with something, the brothers can’t help but feel like something is terribly, terribly wrong at the ways your newly red eyes peer onto them.
it was after school one day, where you were watching a fangol game that beel begged you to. you had grabbed solomon, the white hair male not super interested but staying nonetheless. you were cheering when a demon approached you. you didn’t seem to notice him, but solomon noticed his face briefly before you felt a liquid spray on you. you gasped out loud, then examined the green liquid that stained your uniform, grumbling about some stupid demon as you tried to wipe it off. solomon didn’t think much of it, laughing when you joked about how you were glad there were no demons nearby to see you get someone’s drink sprayed on you
solomon looked weary when you said you were fine, before turning his head back to the game, grabbing your hand as he played with your fingers as a way to pass the time.
then you curled in on your seat, squeezing his hand tightly as he looked at you. your skin was clammy and flush, and it seemed like you were conflicted, fingers clawing into solomons skin as you moaned in pain, before you latched onto your own skin, nails drawing blood as you gripped onto yourself. he could hear your heavy breathing, small words coming out of your lips in hushed breathes, mutters of worry and desperation as you fought whatever was happening within you. solomon grabbed you, trying to stop yourself before he paused.
it was your eyes. your eyes were shifting colours, and when you looked at him in desperation, one eye was red and the other was your normal colour. you reached out to him, a weak plea for help reached his ear, but by the time that you were out cold, dread in your face. it was almost as if you failed at doing something.
the brothers couldn’t help but feel a bit.. put off from the way you acted after you woke up, and solomon hadn’t been seen since you woke up, trying to figure out what the fuck the demon got on you.
you weren’t acting the same since that day, and the brothers were kinda confused. you started drifting off more and more from them, and your personality was a total 180 from how you were before. lucifer had been the most affected by it because you disregarded his authority and purposely pissed him off.
the crowds you got into scared the boys as they worried for your safety, and the way you dressed? lucifer had to shout at you to wear less revealing shirts, no matter how much he liked to see it.
speaking of which, lucifer was on his way to find you, serious faced as he stomped through the hallways. his hands were scrunched, unbelieving of the nerve of you to not show up to the meeting he planned with you to discuss your behaviour.
as he was passing a now empty classroom beside the newspaper club, he heard a weird noise. it sounded like a choking sound, mixed with some shuffling. there were some whispers, and he couldn’t help but put his ear closer to the door, hearing a familliar voice shush the other entity, telling them to be quiet.
lucifers pride was damaged from you standing him up, and without thinking he slammed the door open, ready to yell at you before he paused.
your hauntingly red eyes were staring right at him, a cocky smirk on your stupid handsome face as he looked down on your half sitting body, the smell of sex pungent on his nose as memphistopheles looked horrified, face half covered by the leaking cock that was infront of him, leaking cum. his uniform was crumpled and wrinkled and his bottoms were nude, exposing the leaking cum that came out of the side of his gaping ass.
“you joined us just in time luci,” you smiled, though it didnt quite reach your eyes. “come watch.” no matter how much he wanted to leave, he just couldn’t. lucifer stayed frozen in place, eyes glued onto your cock that he saw way too often.
but he still couldn’t believe it, you fucked his enemy. the cum that was now starting to pool on the floor was the undeniable proof.
your hands stroked through memphys hair, the red faced boy shying away from the warm cock on his face. “now now memphy, dont be shy. be a good boy and show him what you were doing earlier.” you cooed at him, petting his hair. but it wasn’t enough.
“go memphistopheles, show him how you were slobbering my cock like a little whore.” you snarled the end of your words, hands gripping his hair as you tugged the maroon threads. that seemed to get him going, a light moan of pain on his lips.
he peppered kisses on your cock, feeling the cum from before coat his lips, before he kissed all the way up to the tip, a light gush of cum being swallowed by his lips. you sank back and relaxed, pushing him down lightly to have him choke on your cock, making him take you deeper, harder, rougher.
memphy let out a whine at your rough treatment, and lucifer looked at his leaking cock, precum dripping onto the floor, a bloom of jealousy in his stomach at the way you were treating the newspaper club leader.
“just a bit more memphy, just a bit more..” you trailed off,”then you’ll have all of me in your throat. you want to please your master, right baby?” seeing those green eyes stare up at you, tears welling in them with his mouth and cheeks full of cock made you groan, pushing him further down until you could feel yourself push past the barrier in his demon throat.
“thats real good.. you’re doing such a great job, such a good boy for me. keep pumping my cock down your throat for me, show lucifer how well you can take me in your throat” you stroked his hair, feeling his hands run down the definitions of your body. you took a softer tone, and lucifer could see the ruby red slowly dull for a second.
the male below you was dripping cum onto the floor, feeling your warm cum around his hole. he almost forgot about lucifer in this situation, embarassment in his head even thinking about how he was exposed to his enemy. he didn’t even know how this happened, but when you approached him with a much different facade, it was like you were a different person. and he couldn’t help his curiousity. if it werent for the brothers guarding you, he would have advanced more into you.
he could feel his throat lightly bulge every time he took you into his mouth. god, why did you have to be so perfect, hands roaming your body, lightly tracing your arms, abs, and thighs as his drool dripped down your balls. he was so spurred on feeling you open him up every time you thrusted into his mouth, and those eyes and smirk, you had so much power over him.
he was the best throater because he didn’t need air. it was great, how long had you two been here for?
he couldn’t tell, and he didn’t want to, until he heard a grunt and your cock start thickening a bit. his jaw hurt so bad, but it was so satisfying to take you all the way in, until he reached your pubes.
“m’ gonna cum down your pretty throat, and you’re gonna swallow it all, right?” he nodded frantically, chasing the taste in his mouth.
he felt the inital stream of cum, feeling lava pour down his throat while he moaned lightly, head pulling away so that he could worship the head and tip like you had taught him before.
his hands went to your balls, massaging them until your cock deflated in his mouth. he pulled away, mouth open to show you.
“look at lucifer, whore,” your eyes flared again. “show him how happy you were to guzzle my cum down like its ambrosia.” begrudgingly, he turned to lucifer, kneeling. his face was flustered as he showed lucifer his cum stained mouth, still tasting you and feeling the cavity you made in his throat.
“good, good, now what do you say to me?” you looked down on him, eyes piercing him in a way that made him want more. shakily, and with a very sore throat, he whispered.
“t-thank you master..”
“what a good boy. now, lucifer, you saw us play for a bit, and you saw me break his pride. don’t you wish this was you?” your smirk was knowing. trying to save the last bits of his pride, lucifer swiftly turned around, trying to hide the boner in his pants as he walked back, mind racing with thoughts.
you bend lucifer to your will and enjoy every second of it
TOP MALE READER,, MINORS FEM ALLIGNED DNI
TW: MASOCHIST LUCI, BOOT AND LEG HUMPING, COLLARING, C0CK WORSHIPPING, BLINDFOLDING, SPITTING, SLEEPY LUCI
your eyes stared at the black haired male infront of you, a deep red blindfold on his eyes as his tongue licked the pad of your thumb, his lips curling around your finger as he panted out warm breath onto your hand, all while his hands gripped your arms so that he could pull them closer to his mouth.
it seems like he can’t put up much of a fight against his own desires when you catch him in the perfect state, one where his own pride can’t influence him
his sleepy moans were always the best for your ears, unfiltered desire in his voice as he grinded against your shoe. no one would ever believe that it truly was lucifer humping you like a needy pet, and sometimes you, yourself cannot either.
a light slap against his skin is what got him to stop worshipping your fingers, a grunt of arousal was heard from his lips as you pushed his head closer to your crotch, grabbing his shiny black locks, intentionally tugging his hair roughly as you felt him let out another moan of desire, licking your pants as his teeth carefully pulled down the zipper. you quickly helped him with the button, pulling your clothed cock out, one hand forcing the clothed organ into his mouth as he slobbered on your cock, the fabric becoming wet and sticking to your girthy organ, which made it easier for him to worship you.
his small grunts and whines got higher and more frequent which matched the intensity of his bucking and grinding. your leg could feel his hardness as he humped it, his warm body creatin friction against yours before he let out a long moan, muffled by the large growing cock inside his mouth.
you paused, before pulling him back by his hair and looking down, seeing a damp spot on his dark gray pants. you stared at the tear stains on the blindfold before carefully removing it, staring at his face as you spat on him, a visible grunt from him as his face burned more.
you put your hand on the back of his neck before pulling him closer, as well as the leash connecting him to you. the chains rumbled against his neck as the other hand pulling your cock out through your boxers as you slapped it against his face and mouth, occassionally grinding against his face and enjoying how it dwarfed his face. his face was burning as he peppered kisses on the sensitive organ
big man titties ver. terushima (you are here!), bokuto, kenma, and sugawara
MINORS FEM DNI, timeskip! terushima
warnings: overstimming the chest, nipple play, chest marking, chest play, dub con (terushima initiates it but is visibly drunk), alludes to overstimming your cock, teasing, chest slapping, hickies and marking of booba, chest worshipping
TOP MALE READER, minor fem aligned DNI
You could feel the hard metal of his piercing rub against your nipple as he slowly teased it, rubbing his piercing all over the nub, watching as it hardened and became slick with his saliva.
you were waiting for him in bed, waiting for him to return safely from a celebratory night with his friends. he stumbled into the shared apartment you two had, and had drunkenly stumbled to greet you, running through your door with wild abandon. it was cute, and you stood up to greet him, smelling the alcohol on him, all ready to knock out after.
what you were not expecting was for him to barrel into you, his dyed hair was a blur as he dove his arms out, wrapping them around you as you fell onto the bed.
he quickly climbed a bit higher, pecking your lips and kissing drunkenly. you wonder what got him so eager, but he quickly went between your legs, ready to worship you.
his cold hand went up your shirt as he gave your prominent chest a squeeze, feeling the fat as he started to pull your shirt up. you could feel his fingers trail up your stomach as you squirmed, not wanting to get hard.
your warm hands slowly wrapped around his back, rubbing slow circles as you let him work on you.
terushimas eyes were trained on your man tits, as he slowly gave another harder, more experimental squeeze. you let out a moan as a result, not use to the roughness.
he licked his lips, before sticking his tongue out, cooling his piercing and pooling his saliva before teasing your nipples.
terushimas other hand slowly trailed near your crotch, slowly rubbing circles on your soft cock as he continued to only lick the nipple, flicking it with his tongue. you panted out, light pleas for him to stop teasing you
and boy did he, because he cut you off mid sentence by biting the area around the nipple. he basically took a mouthful of boob and grazed it, his teeth in a light sawing motion as his other hand still kept on massaging your bulge now, the fabric straining to contain your cock. his other hand went on the other man tit, slapping it, and watching the muscle lightly jiggle.in his palm. he was so rough too!
your fingers slid through his hair, and slowly pushed him down lower onto your chest, seeing him make those hallow noises as he suctioned against your man boobs, a drunken haze in his eyes.
you saw him go down to kiss the nipple, before suctioning on it, all while licking it. he pulled away to flick it and rub the nipple with his thumb, before going back down and giving hickies all around your chest, leaving it a dark red.
you weren’t sure how long it had been, and at this point your chest was swollen and angry red, your chest was sensitive and your nipples were overstimulated. all the rubbing in your pajama pants had caused a fairly large wet patch of your precum, and when terushima finally broke out of his chest obsession, he pulled off his shirt and pants, before pulling down your furry pajama bottoms, licking his lips again as you watched him eye the length that bobbed up and down, flat against your stomach. he stared at you for a second, all sweaty and flustered for him as your large cock exposed all of you to him. it wasn’t so fair you were perfect!
his eyes held that same look in it, and you can tell what he was gonna do.
“L-Let me m-milk you somewhere else!” is what he said before he dove for your large cock, his hands slowly traveling down to his hole, and to your balls.
you yelped in pleasure before shivering at the sensation, it was gonna be a long night with him.
we all know that kaeya has been around with a few people. they can’t resist the mysterious and seductive figure in mondstadt, and apparently neither could you.
you really didn’t know why he was so attracted to you, but the feelings were originally not returned. you were a simple healer, and often accompanied the traveller with Kaeya. But you are not a fan of people who like to toy with others, much less a grand knight. his personality seemed like he enjoyed to watch the conflict he creates, and that he was simply a sick man. you wanted nothing more to do with him, and once the job was done, so was the interactions you had with him
you tried your darn best to avoid the charming male. but alas you failed, he knew how to fluster you. he would grab your pecs, claiming to be reaching for something, or talking a bit too loudly about how he wants you to crush him with your thighs and pecs. when he wasn’t being an ass he was quite nice, always offering to accompany you when you ran out of ingredients after frantically healing and caring for someone, and forgetting how you used all your stock.
he thought you were adorable. despite being able to throw him into a different world he knew that you wouldn’t. maybe you weren’t the most calculated, and maybe some of his innuendos went right over your head, or maybe you needed some explaining but you had a heart of gold. he was lonely, and maybe he isn’t proud of his past, so having someone who would love him was what he wanted.
when the time was right, he was going to claim you.
when he forced you to have a drink with him after a quest. one drunk night, after he practically forced you to drink some wine, you mentioned how you’re still a virgin, a very beefy virgin. he said that he could help you with your ‘problem,’ and being a curious male with no such problem, decided to let him grab your much larger one, and lead you away.
that is what was leading to where you two are now
you were tied up on kaeyas bed, your larger body being pushed and lead by kaeya. fancy black silk was tied around your hands and tied on the bed post, he was between your legs sucking you off, watching as you let out small gasps and thrashed around, unable to take the pleasure as his mouth stretched wide, with his tongue playing with the tip and the glans, but he wouldn’t let you cum.
kaeya no doubt likes to also toy with you, and he has a great amount of pride stripping away your innocence until all you could think about in that pretty little head of your was him, and everything you would beg him to let you do to him
this man would never live it down that he took your virginity, like he would buy you a collar and ask you to wear it when it was just the two of you.
kaeya would be a power bottom, and that same teasing attitude would translate into the bedroom as well. if you were somehow out on a quest for too long without him, he would sweet talk and whine about how much he missed you, before punishing you behind closed doors.
he likes getting his ass ate. for someone who was a virgin why are you so good at eating him out? he would sit on your face, and grind into you, maybe let out some prettyboy kaeya moans.
it does scare him on how you strain his headboard or how it seems like the silk is fraying due to your strength. kaeya would call you a good boy for handling pleasure so well
he would run his hands up and down your chest, or would grasp your hair or shoulders as support for your massive cock sliding into him. he would force you to look at his stomach and watch as a bulge forms every time he sinks down
as i said before, he teases so much, but when he gets desperate kaeya will shut up, and focus on making both of you feel good. sometimes he will whisper in your ear about how good you feel inside him, or tease you into trying to break control. he would mention how he wants to get his hair pulled and his body toyed with, but youre unfortunately in handcuffs and he’s a bit preoccupied right now.
he relishes the faces you make, and how your sweaty and warm body feels against him, or how you start crying from how good he feels and how much you want to touch him
when you cum, he likes to pull out and let you shoot your load over his face and body, before riding you again for a second round and making you inflate him with your cum. he would tease you for how much you shoot, saying that you were pent up and needed help.
he too also likes to force you to see how much of a mess you make on him. if he really can’t wait until night, he would have to wash his day clothes and eye patch because of all the wet and dry cum stains that covered the clothing.
when you two finish, he is sure to be the little spoon after he cleans both of you up, and you get some food for the two of you. he would mention how he loved it and how you were cute but a beast, and how much his ass hurt.
soon enough you do begin to get corrupted, before you snap. since when was he the one getting manhandled, and were your hands always this strong when your hands wrapped around his throat? Were you always this much larger against him when you pressed him against the wall, and growled into his ear?
warnings: top male reader, scent kink, hotdogging, dry humping, alludes to cockwarming
barbatos was gripping the sheets, his calm aura breaking around you when you two were alone. he was in your room, and was pinned between your muscular body and your bed. you gripped his pants and pulled them off, looking at his ass while he laid there, feeling goosebumps on his skin from your gaze.
you grabbed his face, giving him a deep kiss as you sunk your body onto his. it seemed like a perfect fit, and barbatos slowly started to whimper from the light grinding he could feel you doing. barbatos could feel the heat of your crotch and the growing firmness. he missed the warmth and the satisfaction, but of course you had to resist your urges for a whole month.
but now it seems like your resolve was faltering, your body missing him just as much, if only you weren't so stubborn and would actually nut in him, but oh well.
you hastily removed your pants, and stared at barbatos in his underwear. he didn't have the most prominent ass, but it was very cute. you pulled his underwear down, watching how his body tenses, before leaning back. he gets the message, and puts your cock against his face, marvelling at the comparison. he could feel your musk stick to his skin, and he couldn't resist the urge to take a deep breath of your cock. the heat and pulse from your cock made his face feel hot, as he took another breath in. his head was fuzzy from lust.
you slapped his cheeks a few times as he slowly worked his way down to your balls, and lightly suckling on them and breathing them in, watching for your approval. neither of you said anything, too focused on the arousal you were feeling. he felt your hands grab his hair lightly as you rutted against his face, before he opened his mouth, and licked the side of it.
eventually, he got more into it and was coating your dick in his spit, before you pulled away. he felt you go back and place your cock against his cheeks, rubbing the tip against his hole to tease him. his breath was caught in his throat in anticipation, but nothing happened. you stared at him, as he could feel you hotdogging him. your cock dwarfed his body, and he could feel the pulse and warmth of your cock as you placed it between his ass, the head reaching his lower back.
he could feel the smirk in your face as you pulled away, and began to push in. he could feel your strong hands pick him up and manhandle him into your lap, where he stayed there pretty.
"dont make me lose this challenge barbatos, it's only a few more days before you get the real thing."
