#man service

[fangvampirr]

3 Birds, 3 Men

Why did no one ever come up with this idea??? Anyways, here's 3 in 1 manservice: bird men edition:

- Hawks (Hawk, from My Hero Academia)

- Pinga (Albatross, from Brand New Animal)

- Meteor (Falcon, from Brand New Animal)

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I really want this One Piece pencil board from Kura Sushi, but I can’t justify outrageous shipping costs. 😭

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Event: Josuke and s/o gettin' freaky in an empty classroom after s/o teases josuke about not wearing any underwear that day? And can you maybe have Josuke say " Hope you're ready for a rough ride babe, cause' I ain't holdin' back!"

JOSUKE CLOSES HIS EYES

2 PREPARE 4

F R E E K ‘ N

The last day of being a third year at Budo-ga Oka.

A day of thoughtful, if not anxious reflection for some, a final chance for confessions or confrontations for others.

There were a few of your classmates who thought to pull some pranks to stir up mischief one last time. While you weren’t exactly looking to join Okuyasu and others with moving the car of Mr. Kishibe–as if he need more reason to regret taking up a teaching gig for an art class this year–up to the roof, you still had some plans for mischief on this day.

And it was why you were currently squirming upon your classroom desk, where you were made to bend over. Your arms were kept pressed and pinned to your back, seemingly by an invisible force. However, by colored hues of vibrant pink and shining blue present right before you, it was clear what was keeping you bound in place. 

With the skirt of your uniform hiked up, your thighs were trembling as they were kept pried open by the young man who dragged you back into your classroom, the cheeks of your ass apart by the sturdy grip of two soft, painstakingly maintained hands. Because of your wicked intentions to not wear underwear on this day, it was more than easy for your boyfriend to plant his face right against your core.

Having been subjected to risque pictures sent to his phone during class, a few sneaky flashes by the lift of your skirt, some teasing murmurs to his ear while meeting up during class breaks, Josuke was in no mood to wait for the chance to feast and satisfy his cravings for you. The short yet broad strokes of his tongue, his plush lips circling around your clit in earnest suckles, the gropes and occasional spanks by his hands–it did not take for too long for you to arch against the desk as you cried out with release.

Letting out a heavy breath, you found all tension in your body disperse as you became slumped. The following disappearance of Crazy Diamond would have implied that Josuke was through with you. However, knowing your boyfriend, you braced for the opposite, by which was confirmed by the sound of his’s zipper being tugged–one of them at least.

You found yourself enveloped and contained within Josuke’s grasp as his body hovered above yours, the gap between the two of you narrowed. The heat emanating off of his stiff, erect cock elicited a shiver from you as you felt its blunt tip nudge and prod against your core.

A few kisses were left along the back of your neck, an expression of tenderness that was in conflict to the low, husky rasp of your lover’s voice hissing into your ear,

“Hope you’re ready for a rough ride babe, ‘cause I ain’t holdin’ back!”

Easing every inch of his cock inside you, Josuke let out an elated groan as his hands found purchase onto your hips. While he by no means was rough in bed–he revered you too much to handle you even the slightest bit aggressively, at your request or not–the sweet mewl of his name and the sinful sight of your hips wiggling in anticipation were all that was needed to get him to start fucking you from behind at a fierce if not merciless tempo.

Though this afternoon would truly cap off your last day as a third year in the most memorable of ways, it also served as something to possibly look forward to continuing during college. 

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How about a Haunted House dare hentai? Fem Reader is dared to go in and stay at the haunted house for a night and come back with a souvenir the nect day by their friends. Locked in the house, she encounters the resident of the house, a vampire/incubus Belial who hasnt had visitors in a while and hungry... Cue chase, seduction with his mysterious powers, making Reader needy, wet and overstimulated and messy as he fucks them in both holes, bites and marks them, ahegao faces, creampies and facials~

ME RUNNING AWAY FROM BELIAL

You could see it.

The door.

The way out of this dungeon, this gaudily-decorated Victorian mansion that saw better days.

What was meant to be a thrilling night in turned into a frantic hunt for a way out after a far too close encounter with the one living–albeit questionable under certain circumstances–resident of this household. You simply could not outrun a man who deemed this place as home, of which its dangerous and daunting aura alluded to his more supernatural existence.

But by this point in the night, trying to unravel the mystery behind the devilishly handsome proprietor of this house was nigh impossible, if just because your coherency was absolutely ravaged.

After hours of running and hiding around the mansion, you were on all fours, exhausted yet allowed not a single moment to rest. You were in the hallway from which you began your adventure, yet the door was just too away to reach.

Far too distant from the grasp of this demon who kept you anchored to him by the hold he had on your body, by the pleasure he overwhelmed your senses with by every vigorous thrust and sticky load of cum he pumped into you.

He was simply too big, both in the hulking and looming stature of his sculptured physique and the thick, long length of his cock. His big, muscular arms curled around you in a possessive grip, one of his hands gleefully continuing to grope your breasts while the other teased and feathered around your overstimulated clit. Keeping you close, you could feel the reverberations of each hearty cackle and earnest purr he let out with his observations of your reactions.

“So cute, so tight, so noisy~ I could fuck you for an eternity~” Chuckling lowly against your ear, he dragged his tongue along its shell, relishing in the squirm that followed. “It works for the both of us, no? Don’t you want to show your friends the nice souvenir you’ve received from me~?”

At the whine you let out in response, he smirked, gripping onto you tighter as he picked up the pace of his relentless thrusting, flooding your core with yet another warm load of seed.

“Be-Belial,” you breathed out his name weakly, quivering as he continued to pound into you even after he came. “Are…Are you finished now?”

“Finished…?” He trailed off, just as he pulled out of you. “Me?” His tone sounded genuinely curious, right as he hooked a finger under your chin, turning your head so you faced him. Sleazy grin and all, the look in his crimson eyes was gentle while he inspected your flustered expression.

Seeing the blush on your skin and your panting lips, his smile widened a bit more as he purred out,

“I’m just getting started~”

The suddenness to have the slick length of his cock push right between your thighs took you aback, but it soon dawned on you that he was still erect somehow.

Otherworldly.

There was simply no other way around it.

And as he proceeded to then ease his cock away from your thighs only to then drive his girth right into your ass for yet another round there, any thoughts of escaping seemed just as distant, just as far away as the door down the hall.

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Ravioli ravioli let us lewd all the dragon knights while belial watches and fap away in the distance-violi

THAT ACCURSED SEMEN DEMON’S BACK AT IT AGAIN I SEE G D I ! ! !

A bit of teasing never harmed anyone.

Or so Belial wholeheartedly believed.

You, the captain of the Grandcypher, was his favorite person to toy with, if just because of the utterly adorable reactions you would express upon being caught up in one of his schemes. Though, what made this particular little prank different from the rest was that a few others–namely the four who composed the most powerful quartet of Feendrache’s knights–somehow managed to get swept up in the chaos.

Leave it to their charitable and kind captain to innocently offer the four some elixirs right before engaging in a late-night sparring session out upon the deck of the Grandcypher, squeezing in one last practice round before you all anticipated your imminent vacation at Auguste Isles.

If only you caught on to and realized the newfound cinnamon additive that was laced into your drink.

Now, rather than facing off against each of the knights one-on-one, you–now stricken by an overwhelming heat–were swamped by all under a far different context.

And Belial had a special view to the spectacle he arranged, reclining comfortably back upon a cloud, the zipper to his onyx leather pants unbuttoned, the long and thick girth of his cock erect and throbbing within the grasp of his fist.

The contrast he was witnessing was simply just so delectable.

Keeping you anchored down to his chest was none other than Lancelot. Loyal to a fault, his diligence and determination made him ideal for leadership. However, country and comrade was in the furthest part of his thoughts. Flesh enflamed and mind clouded, he groaned and cried out your name while continued to thrust up into your core with vigorous desperation.

At the same time, it seemed fitting that Lancelot’s former mentor was rendered to a similar state. A man who carried himself by his sword and honor, Siegfried could always be depended upon for when trouble arose. And yet, the fabled hero of Feendrache now looked to be a man possessed while he hammered his cock into your ass from behind.

His actions were amusing, as he was the one who resisted the effects of the aphrodisiac the longest, only breaking once you latched onto his arm, your face flushed as you pleaded for him to help ease the smoldering heat that enveloped your body.

By comparison, the first of the four to succumb to the tampered elixir was Vane. The most boisterous and earnest of them all, what he lacked in smarts was made up by heart. Though a powerhouse of a man, he usually treated and handled you delicately, even while respecting you as his captain. And yet, he could not control his newfound urges one bit, as shown by the streams of cum that was smeared over your face and breasts. By the way he was panting and whining while he continued to push the fat girth of his dick in and out of your mouth, you were due for another sticky release.

In turn, the haughty noble who was impatiently waiting for his turn remained by your side. Claiming your wrist in a tight grip, a flushed Percival continued to guide your hand along the long length of his cock. But even though he was in control of the pace, his pride was but a second thought while he sought to relieve his urges as he craved the soft touch of your palms. Dragged down to act on primal instinct rather than his esteemed upbringing, he hissed out his desired intent on making you his.

And then there was you, sweetest captain and star of this sordid presentation.

You just looked so elated with pleasure, caring little about expressing your greedy desire to be fucked and claimed by all four of them. Your mouth and legs were parted eagerly to receive, the lick of your tongue and the roll of your hips as encouragement to all.

The most delighted of shivers rolling along his spine, Belial smirked with anticipation while quickening the tempo of his shifting wrist.

Contrary to whatever you thought, your training session was not productivity lost. The four were just preparing you for when he would come down to swoop you away for a true spar.

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Reader has been appointed High Commander Ravus' personal assistant, who manages and keeps track of his many duties and responsibilities so he doesn't have to. On days when his duty is particularly tasking, his trusty assistant takes on herself to help him relieve his stress in any and all means necessary... usually using her mouth and hands (can't risk unplanned pregnancies on duty, after all~)

RAVUS AND STRESS SEEMS TO GO HAND IN HAND

ALONG WITH HIS [REDACTED] IN YOURS

To be High Commander of Niflheim’s military offered little to no time for leisure. Even enjoying a cup of tea was indulgence at its finest. Still, an overworked Commander often raised the risks for missteps in decisions, and thus was why you took it upon yourself to ease the stress of your liege as best as you could.

“How do feel now, my Lord? Better, I hope?”

Your face felt warm, your jaw sore. Still, gazing up from your knelt position to see that there was nary a trace of stress on Ravus’s face made your efforts worth it. A dusty rouge color was spread on his features, the usual storm in his colored eyes at peace.

If just to free him from his burdens for a moment, you were more than happy to get on your knees and bring him pleasure by taking his cock into your mouth, kissing and sucking along the length of his dick while your hands caressed and massaged his balls. You even found satisfaction in feeling the sticky heat of his seed land on your tongue–or in this case–seep down your chin.

You licked your lips clean of his release, continuing to stare up at him adoringly right as you brought your fingers up to wipe away at your chin.

The answer of your lord was silent, for he instead hoisted you up into his arms, shoving the paperwork off of his desk with an abrupt sweep before laying you  flat across the sleek, mahogany surface. Even as you squeaked, he did not respond with words, rather by the sound of his coat and belts being undone and tossed aside.

It wasn’t until that Ravus was positioned right between your legs, his cock erect once more and prodding against your now dripping center that he finally spoke, his gaze intense and full of nothing short of desire for you,

“Far from it–not when you have such a lewd, indecent expression on your face. As your Commander, it is my responsibility to address this matter accordingly.”

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How about we have Makoto and Sousuke sexy times where as university students during a tutoring session turned sexy? Every right answer earns reader some fingers, gropes basically pleasure. And every wrong answers some spanking and some edging. By the end of the study session, homework is abandoned, Reader is an overstimulated, panting mess, babbling about how her head is all funny and stupid, and both boys push her over the edge to the point where (of course in hentai) she sees stars and hearts.

“In the Hebrew Bible, what name is used to refer to the devil?”

With a list of definitions and terms in hand, Makoto spoke, just before licking at his fingertips and eyeing you with a gentle stare, a noticeable haze in his green eyes.

“The devil…” You trailed off, your mind struggling to function coherently. After a long moment of thought, you whined, “I can’t think because of you two! My head feels all funny and weird!”

There was a nip to the shell of your ear from behind, followed by the husky, teasing tone of Sousuke. “We asked you this earlier, sweetheart. Don’t tell me I gotta give you another reminder.” As a warning, his large hand reached down to grab and squeeze a handful of your ass, which was still tender from when he spanked you earlier for the five or so questions you answered incorrectly in a row.

You squirmed upon his lap with a shudder. “I-I’ll answer…” However, by this point during your study session, you couldn’t even think back to what you had for breakfast earlier in the day. You had Makoto and Sousuke rewarding your correct answers by massaging your breasts and working their long and thick fingers into your core. However, you also received punishment for your mistakes with spanks and either of the two feasting on your center only to pull away when you were ready to cum.

The entirety of your body was tingling, your coherency in shambles. Your coursework was the last thing in your mind right now, having been replaced by the intense need for Makoto and Sousuke. Nothing was as torturous than being relegated to the floor between the two, both rubbing the tips of their cocks against your face while ordering you to keep still. To kiss, to suck, to touch–you were forbidden from doing anything as punishment.

“So mean, Sousuke,” Makoto remarked with a small exasperated sigh, even while he continued to lick off your essence from his fingertips. Eyeing you directly, he smiled and murmured, “Hint: the name translates to worthless.”

“And you’re too soft,” Sousuke snorted in return. “You’re the one who spoils too much.”

Makoto’s smile turned sheepish. “Mm, maybe. Though, can you blame me?” Setting down your terms list, he reached over to cup your chin, an affectionate look in his eyes. “But can you blame me when I have someone so beautiful sitting right before me? Especially with such a cute and lewd expression?”

Sousuke smirked, “Got me there. After all…” Curving around your body slightly, his eyes met yours just before he purred, “When I see this pretty blush, I get so goddamn hard–shame I can’t do anything about it until someone answers a question.” In emphasis of his words, he grinded up against your body, making sure you felt the thick stiffness of his erection. “Come on, baby. Answer this right and we’ll fuck you.”

You let out a gasp.

“Ah! Your eyes lit up from that!” Makoto exclaimed with awe, even as he felt his cock stiffen more. Smiling reassuringly, he remarked, “We know you’ve got this, love!”

Just one word was lost on you because of how utterly overwhelmed you felt at this moment. Just one word that would give you what you craved.

After perusing through the mangled mess that was your mind, you spoke up, in a shaky and breathless tone,

“B-Belial?”

The list of terms joined your clothes on the floor, followed by Makoto’s and Sousuke’s. While you would need to have a more productive follow-up studying session, being pressed so snugly in the center between the broad and muscled frames of the two as they fucked you simultaneously with tremendous vigor was well worth the time.

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Since we know Natsuya has been abroad for awhile...what about him seeing his childhood friend the reader again after coming back to Japan. Suppressed feelings come up and things get s p i c y

OOOO THE BIG SEXY OLDER BROTHER HAS SOME ‘SPLAININ TO DO!!!

Out of all the nights prior, the summer evening heat in Tokyo was tolerable enough to step outside without being immediately burdened by the humidity. Upon one particular balcony in the ever bustling city, there was signs of a chat held outside just a moment ago–the kind that was often romanticized, with two youths stumbling their way to adulthood, sorting out their feelings, reflecting to the past and gazing curiously to the future.

But much like the near-empty can of Sapporo that was set right beside a sticky yet barren popsicle stick on the balcony sill, the conversation was forgotten, if not forgoed for a different matter of communication, now taking place in the bedroom just a few feet away.

“You had a lot of nerve coming here like you own the place, Bakatsuya.”

By all intentions, you truly meant to be scolding, if just because you felt you didn’t get to completely talk out the emotions out of your system a moment ago. However, by the fluid and swift motion of Natsuya’s cock hammering into your core while his incredibly sculpted and vast physique melded against your body, the delivery of your words came out rather shaky, your tone in a slight whine.

It didn’t help that he also had his face happily buried into your chest, far too fond with kissing over your skin and savoring the feel and taste of your hardened nipples in his mouth. At your words, he lifted up his head, offering you an all-too sweet toothy grin.

“My bad, my bad–can you blame me though?”

Already wrapped so snugly around your body, the security of his arms increased in its hold, his fingertips ghosting over your sides. “Soon as Nao gave me an address and the fastest route, of course I had to come see you.” He added to his apology with some soft and gentle kisses to the side of your neck.

“So you’ll feel less guilty when you take off for the next country?” You hummed teasingly into his ear, right as your fingers weaved through his messy, chestnut brown locks.

Though you were joking, the glint in Natsuya’s crimson stare was not as he drew back to face you fully. His voice firm–expended stamina and all–he declared with utmost certainty, “So I can show you that my experience around the world have made me a man worthy of your love.”

As if he could not make your face feel even hotter than before.

He grinned at your reaction, “Gotcha there.” Licking his lips, he drew you closer while picking up the rhythm of his thrusts, pounding you further into your mattress. Encouraged by the sudden spread of heat over your cheeks, he proceeded to kiss over your face, all while making sure to indulge with a longing one to your mouth.

“Such a cute, pretty face–now I get to make up for lost time and kiss it every day.”

The adoration present in your eyes and the moans you let out were all he needed.

His lips trailed over to your ear, by which Natsuya first murmured out your name before huskily uttering out,  “It feels so good to be home.”