Manhandling, Injury mentions, Lime. (May turn this into a series.)
If there’s one thing Ryuguji likes, it’s being manhandled. He’s a bigger guy so it’s only natural that he’d maybe think about it, and the idea of someone way muscular and taller than him gave him some sort of reason to submit easier.
¨Ken! Could you come here for a little minute and look at dinner?¨ You asked him, you wanted to make sure the food was to his liking. ¨Yeah, comin´ love.¨ he paused his game, getting up from the carpeted floor and walking to the kitchen. ¨Smells good in here.¨
You smiled at the comment, you loved when he complimented your cooking especially since you hadn´t in a while due to work.
You dunked the cooking spoon under the tomato soup, lifting back up and placing it up to Ken´s mouth. ¨Say ahh.¨
Now, Ken had this specific problem. Whenever he stood up he just had to lean on something, it was just more comfortable for him. And so he leaned against the stove, burning hot by the way, and instantly hissed, tripping over his own foot and almost falling back but being pulled up by the waist, by you. ¨Babe, wait a minute!¨ you shouted, grabbing him by the waist before he could fall, pulling him back up and sitting him on the counter parallel to the stove. ¨Dude, what did i tell you about that? Are you okay?¨ You asked worriedly but irritation obvious in your tone, your hands still attached to his waist.
And when i say Ken´s face was red, it was red. He was so embarrassed and full of adrenaline that he´d forgotten about his awful burn. His back completely arched at the touch, his hands in his face and his legs swinging in the air like he was on a swing.
¨Ken? Babe.¨ you said, grabbing his hands and looking up at him, your waist in between his legs. Ken grumbled, panting as he looked at you with embarrassed and shy eyes. ¨Couldn´t help it. I get really fuckin´ sensitive when you handle me like that...¨ he muttered, and you sighed. Giving in and smiling was all you could do, you couldn´t stay mad at him for too long. ¨I understand, but are you okay? Your hand is fucked up dude.¨
He nodded, coming back to his senses. ¨Hurts like hell love, but please...can it wait?¨ you gave in, who could really resist his face? ¨Fine, but atleast let me bandage it up.¨
(Planning to make a part two which will include smut!)
“aww, that’s cute that you’re crying.” you said teasingly, watching takemichi cry in pain. “p-please…turn it o-off!” he cried out, ass face up with a vibrator in his hole.
“hm? but, you told me you could take it!” you gave a smack to his ass, walking around to see his face. “really, but didn’t you say at dinner…that you’d be the one banging me up tonight? in front of everyone if I’m not mistaken?” he looks up at you with panic in his eyes, so vulnerable and pretty. “i-I didn’t mean to, it just c-came out and i-” his words were drowned out by screams of pleasure.
“n…no, no more…” he whimpered out, watching you clamp his nipples. he gasped softly, attempting not to literally scream his lungs out. “well, holding out good aren’t you?” you said lowly, a smile on your lips. he nodded, atleast the vibrator was out. “but, this is just the start y’know?”
Pampering mitsuya and babying him while making him feel good >_< he's so sensitive, he's whining and letting out soft whimpers as you please him. He's begging for more, and ofc you give him what he wants because he's just such a good boy!!!
…… good idea alexis 😈
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his whines were like a little puppy, but he didn’t want to cum because he wanted to wait for you to tell him so. “does that feel okay sweet baby?” he nodded into your neck as you rubbed his shoulder, slowly stroking his cock and whispering sweet nothings into his ear. “please…I’ll be a good boy I promise i j-just need to cum…!” he grips onto your shirt, throwing his head back as you went faster, eyes widening and nonstop whimpering.
“if you don’t quiet down, the others would hear you alright?” he got more turned on than he was before thinking about the thought of getting caught by the others. “you have been a good boy so, I’ll let my pretty mitsuya cum..” he groaned, moaning your name softly. “thank you…! thankyouthankyou..~!”
ropes of cum came out of him, he trembled in pleasure. “so pretty, ain’t you mitsuya?“ he nodded, nothing but sweet and pretty moans would be heard from him.
“does it hurt bubba…?” you said lowly, pushing your strap/cock even further inside of naoto as his hands gripped his desk. “look at how tight my prince is…so handsome.” he moaned softly, head on your shoulder with his back arched. naoto was stressed from all of the work he’s been doing, and he begged so, so beautifully to be fucked gently.
your strap/cock slid in and out of him so easily and so softly, just as he wanted. “darling, ssso g-good..!” he was now bent over the desk with your chest on his back, keeping him from squirming. “is my good boy close?” he let you know with a nod and he rolled his eyes back, cum becoming a puddle on the floor. he tried to fuck himself back onto your strap/cock but you pulled out of him. “bubba do you wanna keep going?” naoto whimpered as he felt so empty. he nodded like a baby, begging to he fucked more.