cw: femslash, sub!yachi, femddom, praise kink, squirting, fingering, corruption etc.
wc: 1.1k
a/n: i love women so much... so much....
College is stressful.
For Yachi, school work was always stressful. Grown out of her highschool habits, but not entirely out of her highschool nerves. College is different, she’s studying the thing she loves and the expectations always weight heavy on her shoulders. Generally inexperienced with adulthood - college was daunting. Everything was daunting.
Meeting you had been that way - to a degree. You were calm and at least visually level-headed (though Yachi would learn that you simply spaced out), everything about you made her feel dizzy. Yachi has liked girls her whole life - a pretty girl could breathe at her and she might fall away to pieces.
And you were so pretty, and flirtatious too. Confident about your sexuality in a way Yachi wasn’t. Nothing could really prepare her for the whirlwind that was your flirty comments, your touchy hands, your doting eyes. She always caught in a split second before it disappeared in a flash into nothing-ness. You always gave her a little smile after-wards, a friendly quirk of lips just incase she was uncomfortable. But she’d blush always, never stiff and you knew.
Yachi doesn’t know how to be anything but a good girl - in truth. She never partied in her four years of university, she only drinks with friends and never more than a few glasses and sex... was almost off limits. She was clumsy with her own body, easily frustrated - it was hard to get the right rhythm down and feel turned on enough by anything. Everything that was supposed to be sexy felt manufactured and over-produced. Yachi has cum maybe once or twice - in her whole life because it felt impossible.
Meeting you was life-changing, to put it shortly. Your touch had her nerves so frazzled, the warmth of your breath on her neck making her squirm. You always chuckle in her ear in that knowing way only you can. Run your hands down her thighs when she’s standing alone in a skirt, tucking your chin over her shoulder with your tits pressed against the curve of her spine. Yachi couldn’t help it - biting her lips swollen as she fought back all of her urges.
Confessing to Yachi had been a win for the both of you. You shared a sweet kiss on a balcony and she brought you to her apartment since you missed the train.
It didn’t take very long to get her worked up. One kiss had turned into two and that turned into making out. Groping hands, scraping your nails every so slightly down her sides, a knee pressed to her soaked shorts and panties. You remember the way she trembled, so worked up as she placed her hands on your shoulders and begged you to make the feeling go away. The way she hiccuped into your shoulders as you played with her clit, sucked hickies into her neck, called her your pretty girl.
Yachi came so hard that night she nearly passed out in your arms. You were there right after too, kissing her forehead and calling her your sweet girl, your princess - whatever suited your fancy. And Yachi - obedient as can be, touched you too. Clumsy, ditzy - but try-hard and eager.
Yachi is a good, good girl. Sweet. She’s pliant and needy and more horny that she knows what to do with - but you love the way she depends on you. The way you’ve made a mess out of her with a few words and eager kisses.
Her thighs are spread over yours, sitting in your lap and facing away from you. She’s so pretty, you wanna swallow her up. The pale curve of her belly, the strain in her trembling thighs. Dressed in pink - the color that looks prettiest on her. Her nipples are hard and rosy and swollen - bitten purple. She thrashes, her back curved as you pump two fingers into her wet cunt. Your palm pressed against the apex of her pussy, throbbing clit pulsating against it. She grinds her hips your hands are bigger than her. The curve hits her g-spot perfectly and it feels so good.
“Y/N,” she whines, rolling her hips against your hands. You chuckle, kissing her shoulder blade.
“Yeah baby?,”
She whines about your question, whines for you in general. You feel her clench and clamp down around your fingers. You grin against her neck.
“You gonna cum again for me, princess? Gonna soak my fingers in your cum, are ya pretty girl?,” you croon. Yachi’s head feels heavy with lust, tiny hands fisted on your knees. She nods rapidly.
“Feels weird, feels so, feels - ngh,” she shuts her eyes, body halted as you pump your fingers into her pretty little pussy even faster, even harsher. You can hear the filthy way her cum gets displaced. Sticky on her sides, down her cunt, on your hands.
“Please, please, please - I’m gonna,” her voice trembles, her entire body seizing as you quickly pull your fingers out. Your eyes widen in surprise, a grin on your face as you rapidly rub your girlfriends clit with 3 fingers, watching as she squeaks. Your freehand holds her to your waist but it keeps coming. Cum soaking the couch cushions and carpet. A stream of cum all over everything.
“Good fuckin; girl,” you huff against her neck, shoving your two fingers inside her fluttering hole again as you hold her tight to you. She shakes her head.
“Too - ‘s too much,” she yells. You shush her, rapidly fucking her open with your fingers, easily fitting another one inside. She hiccups desperately at the stretch, feeling it again. All over again, and so soon.
“Can you give me another one, princess? One more for me. Make a mess of your pretty little pussy, baby - be a good girl just for me,”
“Aaah, aaah,” her back stretches up into an arch as you continue to ruin her. Corrupting your angel girl and fucking her open so easily. Her insides soft and wet but still so tight around your three fingers it feels like she can barely take them.
“Oh god,” she squeezes her eyes shut, overwhelmed as you hold her body to you. Your fingers at her clit, laughing as she squeezes her thighs and screams. Her chest heaves, overstimulation fulling grasping her as she slumps in your arms.
“You’re so, haaah, so mean,” she pouts, cuddling into your arms with her eyes fluttering shut. You kiss her neck soft, agreeing.
“That’s why you like me, isn’t it baby?,”
She blushes at the implication. Stress melted away, a good girl once more - just for you.
yamaguchi getting his first handjob from his crush 🥺 she helps him relive himself cause they where talking about being stressed. He’s so shy and flustered that when she offers to jack him off he mumbles a shy yes with burning cheeks. Him whimpering and crying a bit from overstimulation- And when she offers a blowjob he just cums in her mouth, After she swallows he looks at her like she’s god on earth
this concept literally lives in my brain for 0 dollars and 0 cents and i am entirely on my sub!boy bullshit tofay so lets get into.
fucking adorable virgin college yams specifically. he’s had a crush on you since orientation and follows you around like a little puppy everywhere you go - constantly making heart-eyes. it’s so sweet how much he admires you. the little dopey expression of joy when you praise him. the little pout he does when he’s upset .
midterms are coming up and he’s just so exhausted. and you like yamaguchi but it’s so fun to make him so messy. it’s late at night in the library, the two of you are studying together and he’s banging his head against his books so you just.. yanno. you offer to help him take the edge of.
he freezes when he feels his hands on his pants and gets hard almost immediately. he made out with someone once in highschool during 7 minutes of heaven but it sucked and this was so so different. your hands are so pretty and manicured and fuck the sound of you unzipping his jeans feels so loud in the empty library corner.
no ones around, it’s so late but fuck his voice is gonna give out. you’re biting hickies under the most sensitive part of his neck and he’s fucking whimpering for godsake. eventually, you make him bite on his tshirt like a good boy so that you can help him out.
watching your spit drip down the head of his cock literally almost fries his brain. your hands feel so much better than his do and fuck, why are you so good at this? fuck, fuck - if this feels so good, it’d feel amazing to be inside you and touch you and -
he cums so loudly the shirt is obsolete by now, wet with drool that it caught while he lost himself in the feeling of his hands. he’s shaking, and overwhelmed, and just came all over your fucking hands. he might pass away at this rate.
his insecurities come flooding back, finding himself going to ask if this was a one time thing until you giggle at him.
“you came so quick,” you say with a hum “wonder how quick you’ll cum when i blow you next. Maybe for when you pass your midterms,”
RIGHT? Like he's such a strong dude, the idea of corrupting someone that powerful, especially with his "ill beat your ass attitude",,, hm
THATS THE BEST PART!!
like... it’s levi, you know? smart, dependable, strong. doesn’t take shit from anyone. he’s too responsible - doesn’t know how to let loose and give it up, just a little.
but that’s the thing. your crush on the captain had been long and you were sure he would’ve had even just a little experience. the way he grew up; his attitude - his accolades. he has that sarcastic, asshole thing going for him doesn’t he?
but...you get the chance one night lo and behold, levi is choking on air. he’s never been attracted quite like he’s attracted to you. and now you’re here, with your legs over either side of his thighs - kissing him, hard and fast and everything is so hot and he’s so dizzy.
and fuck, fuck - he just moaned, loud at the way you feel grinding against him and he’s almost sure he could cum just like that. you can hear his nerves and for a moment - you pause
“wait, captain - are you.. a virgin?,”
and levi freezes, throat hitched and nodding stiffly. he’s certain he’s not gonna get to do this ever again and the disappointment is palpable until he hears you again, a little clearer.
“fuck, captain - im gonna make you feel so good,” and suddenly levi is dizzy all over again
thinking about editor nerd akaashi 💆♀️ him being absolutely entraced by his coworker who always gets a lil too close to him to compliment his writing, who’s limps are glossy n plump, intimadating and strong, could easily pin him down. GRRR WOOF WOOF JUST NERDY AKAASHI DEALING WITH HORNINESS ABOUT HIS INTIMADATING COWORKER
this ask is so galaxy brain I literally think about this all the time Help
you can tell right away how innocent he is. the first time you realize it is a day where your shirt is a little lowercut than normal and you go to approach your very adorable editor in he office. right away you notice his gaze, the way they just fixated on your clevage while stuttering through each word. you pretend, for his sake, that you can’t tell.
but you decide in the end that it might be fun to tease him a little. so each day your shirt collar hangs lower and lower, while your skirt gets higher and higher. the gap between you two when you work together slowly closes. you lean against his back while he edits so he can feel your tits against his back.
“you seem distracted akaashi,” your voice is low “something wrong?”
he shakes his head because he can’t do anything else. petrified by his own arousal - the smell of your perfume and the shape of your mouth are haunting him everywhere he goes. it’s just some fun teasing for you, of course but -
for him? you’re the reason he’s biting down on the bottom of his dress shirt and touching himself during his lunch break, nearly sobbing as he jerks himself off in stalls from both shame and pure desire. he knows it’s wrong to do this at work but he just has to relieve himself and empty his aching cock so he can focus
slowly he gets more comfortable with the idea, and during a late night where no one is in the office - he just slides his dick from the front of his dress pants and strokes himself off while he stares at your desk. no ones here, it should be fine right? just real quick
“hngh, Y/N - please,”
“akaashi-san?”
The look on his face when he gets caught is priceless but he doesn’t know that you’ve known the whole time. Oh well, right?
mayhaps u could share a crumb of your thoughts abt corruption,,,hnnn.?
corruption is my favorite kink i think of every kink ever 💔
just.. something about corrupting a pretty sub - all shiny and brand new and eager. they don’t know much so you gotta teach them every little thing. how to touch you, where, and when - slowly giving them more and more. you always start soft with them, gentle praises and following rules.
but they always start needing more - too delirious and needy to know any better. slowly praise turns into degradation your sweet little angel starts getting more risky. poor thing, doesn’t know how to ask for it. they just know they need you in a way they had no clue about before - need you degrade and humiliate them and make a mess out of them. gotta make it hurt too for good measure, that’s what they’ve been craving all this time.
corrupting them from being so sweet and innocent to them begging you to ruin and humiliate them ❤️ aaaah
