#ness

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[ikeu05]

“u coming over or what” ot7 | text reaction

freaky bf! enhypen x freaky gf! reader requested by anon

masterlist hoon ver. jake ver. jungwon ver. riki ver. heeseung ver. ot7 x fem! reader. fluff & crack. suggestive content MDNI. they are all freaky okay. mentions of sexual innuendos, munch, schizophrenia, k*lling, mint choco, making out, bed breakung, cling wrap pics are not mine.

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ikeu05, 2026.

[gravelocked]

ness chokes you out with his thighs !

“nngh—please, so good—’s so good..” ness babbled, drool foaming on the corners of his mouth. his fingers tangled in your hair tight enough to sting.

you rolled your eyes back to look up at him, the sight was so lewd to him. your cheeks suctioned around his cock stuffed to the brim in your mouth, a mixture of your spit and his pre covering your lips.

he grabbed onto your head with both hands, stuffing your face into his crotch. your nose buried into the faint dusting of hair on his pelvis, scented of something uniquely him.

his thighs locked around your head, crossing at the knees and holding you captive. “im sorry—’m sorry, sorr—” ness sputtered apologies but he didn’t mean any of it. he threw his head back, sweat slicking up every plane of his body.

the firm flesh of his thighs wrapped around your neck, choking you. you gagged and gargled around his cock, eyes locked onto his own teary ones.

“so pretty—y’re so pretty with my cock in your mouth..” he whispered, sniffling now. broken sons escaped his lips everytime your throat tightened around his dick. it made him tighten the press of his thighs around your neck, and the grip on your hair.

your nails dug into the flesh of his thighs, scratching red and raw marks into the porcelain skin. he hissed in more pleasure than pain, hips bucking into your face. “shiit...mark me, jus’ like that..”

he loved the pain, loved watching the way you choke and garble around his pistoning length from loss of oxygen. his back arches off the bed as his orgasm comes crashing down on him, he buries his cock far inside your throat, thighs tightening impossibly around your head.

“c-cumming! swallow it all, please lovely...” he whined and gasped mindlessly, spurting thick, creamy ropes down your throat down your oesophagus, some of it spilling around your mouth.

he finally let you go, bundling you up in his arms immediately. “..i’m sorry..i didn’t hurt you too much did i?” he pressed his lips into a puppy pout, pressing his forehead to yours.

his hand trailed down to run over the fresh scratches on his thigh lovingly. “you marked me up, guess that means we’re equal now huh?” he flushed beet red, chuckling softly.

“i love you so much.” he peppered tender kisses to your face, “still, sorry..kind of went a bit too far there..” he held you close to him, but the way his cock, twitched to life and poked your inner thigh told you, he didn’t feel sorry at all..

a/n: my lovely mootie ani wanted me to make a drabble over our lovely comment discourse over ness and his delicious thighs (i feel like a perv) i hope u like it ani smooch

2025-2026 — @gravelocked ★ don’t copy/modify/translate/repost to other sites. also don’t feed my work to ai.

[arcless]

Save my number! PT.1

in which; the bllk boys ask you what you have them saved as on your phone!

ALEXIS NESS

SAE ITOSHI

[maiyz]

puppyboy ness

masterlist

cw: smut

you found him behind a dumpster while you were throwing out trash at the end of your shift, trembling so hard in the nights cold he couldnt stay upright. he flinched when you approached him and stayed behind the trashcan with his blue leash in his mouth. tack tucked so tight between his legs it looked like he didnt have one.

“c-can i.. come w u..?”

he whimpered in a shy voice after you gave him bits of your un eattan lunch

you brought him home, wrapped him in a towel, and he was so attached to you its like he had never felt warm before.

from that night on, ness followed you everywhere, if you walk to the kitchen, he walks to the kitchen, if you stop, he bumps into your back and goes

“s-sorry.. sorry..”

if you leave for work, he waits at the door or digs through your laundry.

at home, he has a super cute dog bed you bought him the day after he came home with you, but he never uses it. he prefers being spooned by you or sleeping at the foot of your bed.

he whimpers in his sleep a lot, dreaming about being abandoned again. you scratch his head and he makes a relieved noise like

“mhf… yn..”

ness tries so hard to be a good boy for you, he does chores, brings you things (often cute dog toys he “hunted”), sits oncthe floor next to your legs when you work, resting his head on your thigh.

but hes so sensitive, if you ever give him a mean look his ears go down and lays down in submission.

“i-i didnt mean to do bad… pls dont be mad…”

he says while pawing at your sleeve.

when you come home from literally anything, he bolts to the door as fast as possible.

“ynn!! master!! welcome home imissedyouimissedyouimissedyou!!:3”

tail wagging so hard he almost falls over, rubbing his cheek in the crack of your neck like hes scent marking you while whining all soft.

he gets veryyy needy when hes in his little heats, like crawling into ur lap, burying his face in ur stomach, whining all muffled

“p-please… yn…”

his ears are so sensitive in this time that just brushing them makes him gasp and arch his back and press his chest into yours, he tries to cover them with his hands but you always move them away.

when u scratch the base of his tail he resets or smth, he looks up at u with those glossy puppy eyes like

“d-dont stop… please…”

he likes being called a “good boy” way too much. he would do anything if u say it in that soft voice.

ness is so weak when you tug his collar, his knees literally wobble and he lets out a breathy moan he tries to cover with his hand over his mouth.

ness gets shy about how easily n fast he cums like hell look away all embarrassed and shove his face in you chest or anywhere just to hide, but still thrust into ur hand like he cant help himself.

he folds the second u give him any command. “kneel.”

and hes already on the floor, sitting on his heels, hands on his thigh, tail curled tight and wagging so much because hes so excited he cant sit still.

ness gets overwhelmed very easily. you touch him too long and hes squirming, thighs trembling.

“n-no more… i cant-. i can’t-!!”

but his hips keep grinding against u anyway no matter what he says.

he always asks “am i doing good?” in the softest, most desperate voice bc, while staring up at you with those watery puppy eyes.

ness loves when u pull his hair just a tiny bit. his head tips back so fast, mouth falling open, pupils blown wide, he looks ruined before u even do anything.

after he cums, he’s all shaky and whimpery and clings to u like a baby.

“don’t let go… please… please stay…”

tail wrapped around ur leg like hes tying himself to you so you cant leave him.

he lovesss when u push him onto his back and climb over him. he instantly grabs ur hips but then drops his hands like

“s-sorry! i didnt mean- i wasnt-”

hes so scared of doing the wrong thing he just lays there trembling, waiting for you to start.

ness gets desperate when he starts grinding. his hip rolls, biting his lip, ears pinned back

“yn… i cant hold it… please… please i need it…”

ness gets so scared of cumming too fast hell begs u to slow down.

“i-ill embarrass myself-.. im sorry-.. im s-sorry yn!”

but his body is betraying him so bad, twitching and thrusting into your thigh.

he starts crying when hes overstimulated, soaking ur breasts while he sobs

“too much… too good… yn… yn…”

he goes completely limp when u whisper in his ear. “be good for me.”

and he shivers, melts, and spreads his legs wider without thinking, tail curling around ur thigh.

ness laves.. when u sit on his face😳😳😳. hes so needy he tries to breathe around u, licking desperately, whining into u cus hes begging u to use him more but cant speak due to.. 😳sussyness

when u grind down a little too hard he flinches and moans into u

“dont stop… dont stop…”

this is only hcs. 3 day posting streak o.o

please talk to me

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

“boys will be boys”

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when isagi yoichi was still just a little boy, he always held your hand when you were scared, and helped wipe the dirt and grime off of your knees when you tripped.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when bachira meguru was still just a little boy, he always defended you from bullies--even if they hurt him instead--, and always told you it didn't hurt even when it did.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when chigiri hyoma was still just a little boy, he never argued with you or complained and even allowed you to touch and play with his hair if you asked him politely.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when kunigami rensuke was still just a little boy, he always held your stuff, whether it's your backpack or thick library books, without complaint and with a smile.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when barou shouei was still just a little boy, he helped you cleanwhen it was your day for classroom cleaning duty, and always helped organize your extremely messy desk.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when mikage reo was still just a little boy, he always bought you whatever you wanted, and let you have whatever expensive item of his you wanted as long as you liked it.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when nagi seishiro was still just a little boy, he let you play on his video game consoles, and he never got mad at you even if you dropped it and cracked it.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when itoshi rin was still just a little boy, he always bought you his favorite lottery ice cream on every occasion. whether you passed your test, your failed your test, you get an ice cream.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when michael kaiser was still just a little boy, he always pushed you on the swings at the park and listened to you rant, even if he just recieved an exhaustive beating from his father and couldn't even talk.

“boys will be boys”, which isn't true at all, because when alexis ness was still just a little boy, he always visited you when you were sick and told you about magic and his favorite folklore and fantasy stories to cheer you up.

so did i ever tell you guys how much i fw blue lock boys and the childhood best friend trope??? well, a lot.

[loverstv]

puppy blues~

in today's broadcast: alexis ness has been so busy with soccer, he's had no time for his sweet puppygirl!reader. he better make up for it! (-ε- )

"i feel so guilty!" alexis stresses in his interview. "i hope she can forgive me.."

MDNI cw: fem!reader, puppyhybrid!reader, vaginal fingering and pussy eating, unprotected piv, separation anxiety, comfort sex, servicedom!ness

based on this request! (my first ever one omg)

heart pounding out of your chest, your floppy ears ring incessantly. how long has it been since you’ve seen your boyfriend? you don’t even know anymore. his scent is no longer on the hoodie he gave you the last time he graced you with his presence. 

your tail is curled between your legs, mirroring your posture. hunched in on yourself in your bed, you can’t help the sniffles, which eventually morph into whimpers and sobs alike. 

your messages left unread, alexis’ phone likely turned off to keep his focus on practice, like usual. what isn’t usual, however, is the lack of check-ups in between. where he’d usually send you a cute ‘miss you!’, a cute selfie where he’s blowing you a kiss or even a sweaty mirror selfie.. there’s nothing. 

dates blown off in favor of kaiser who keeps dragging him along to whatever bullshit he deemed necessary… your chest tightens, jaw clenching in anger. you’d claw out his throat if you could, that damned michael. your sweet alexis would never leave you alone for so long, it must be his ‘best friend’-

“schatz?”

your ears perk up, head shooting up to locate the sound. tail wagging, you’re in the hall in the blink of an eye. the moment your beloved shade of magenta hair is within your sight, the faucet in your eyes opens full blast. “lexi!”

legs wrapped around his waist, face buried in his neck and arms around his shoulders you nearly knock him off balance. luckily for you both, your sweet lexi trains so hard! he can hold you up no problem.

sobbing into his neck, you feel his hands shaking as he hugs you back. his own tears drip onto your shoulder, his hoodie you put on regardless of the lack of his scent soaking through at the sight of his precious girl so distressed.

the bags he was holding lay on the ground, as he let them go to embrace you properly. 

“i’m so sorry, schatz,” he exhales shakily, “i didn’t mean to be gone so long.”

he carries you to the couch and sits down with you now snugly tucked into him on his lap. his scent a balm to your pained heart. 

“y-you were gone so long.. didn’t even text,” you whimper, “i thought you forgot about me.”

his arms tighten around you, the pressure nearly suffocating, though it’s exactly what you need right now. the affection you missed so dearly settled your scattered mind. the anguish of missing him finally alleviated, your tail betraying the excitement seeing him again has brought as it wags against his thigh.

“oh, mein hübsches mädchen,” he chokes and hastily presses a myriad of kisses on your head, “i could never forget about you. i was just so busy..”

his hand rubs soothing circles on your back, his breathing slowing for you to calm down with him, his other scratches behind your ear just the way you like. slowly but surely, your breathing steadies, whimpers exchanged for sniffles here and there. “there we go, schatz.”

you look up at him, head still on his shoulder, lashes fluttering. a soft smile spreads across his face at the endearing sight. how did he manage to go so long without his sweetheart? who knows. 

but all that matters is that he’s here now, here to take care of you like a good boyfriend should. “is there anything you need, meine liebe?”

you want to shake your head, but the heat of his body against yours has managed to ignite something you had to repress in the last few days. your own fingers useless in comparison to alexis’ skilled tongue and fingers, and don’t even start on his cock. 

your fingers curl into his shirt, hips rolling into his involuntarily. a mewl escapes past your lips, eyes screwing shut at the pleasure shooting up your spine the moment the hard ridge of his hardening cock swipes against your cunt. 

“lexi, please..” you plead quietly, heat crawling up your chest to your neck and face. “missed you so much.”

his chest rumbles with an amused laugh, “yeah? bet your cunny did, too.”

you can only bury your face further into his chest in embarrassment, though you make no moves to deny his claim. 

his hand moves from your back to your plush ass, massaging the point right above your tail before traveling down further to squeeze one of your buttcheeks. 

the stimuli has your back arching, ass pushing back into his touch. your whole body aches for more of him, the flimsy fabric of your panties hiding under your oversized shirt soaked already. 

his other hand goes from your head to your panties, worming its way between your bodies. his eyes roll back at the wetness, a whine echoing through the room, “fuuuuck, schatz, you’re so cute.”

you both clearly needed this, needed each other. your dutiful boyfriend surely takes his apology seriously, the speed at which his tongue laps at your pussy is nothing short of frantic. with your legs over his shoulders, his knees already suffering from rug burn, he pays no mind to the sting in his lungs from the lack of air. his fingers work overtime inside your tight heat, pads of his middle- and ring finger rubbing efficient circles on your spongy spot. all to get the prettiest, neediest sounds from you. all while his eyes are laser focused on your face, the breathtaking sight of pleasure written all over it. all from his doing.

he moans something you can’t make out between the slurps and the licks, and your own pathetic moans. all you know is the feeling of his soft hair between your fingers as you pull on it, and the overwhelming pleasure stemming from your core, your toes curling.

your sweet alexis has always been eager to please, always ready to fulfill his puppy’s needs. of which you had a lot.

you hazily remember the first time you shared how high your libido actually was. his keen eye observing how even after 3 rounds, you were still humping him, whether you were aware of it or not. how lucky a girl you are, scoring a boyfriend who’s willing to push his own stamina, which was already way above average due to his athleticism, for your happiness.

that same happiness that accompanies the knot in your belly tightening, before it snaps. juices leak all over your boyfriend’s face and hand, your grip on his hair tensing, “lexi! of fuck, i’m cumming!”

he laps all of it up so diligently, you’d think he was the puppy here. eager eyes gaze up at your heaving chest while he presses a kiss to your clit,  “don’t worry, that was just the beginning, schatz.”

your cunt leaks copious amounts of slick as he bullies his cock inside, grinding slowly into your propped up hips. he’s got you prone on your bed, a pillow under your hips and his chest pressed tightly against your back. 

your tongue hangs out past your lips, eyes rolling back with every thrust. his hips roll skillfully into yours, his long, curved cock hitting all you need him to to send your mind into numbed bliss. 

his slightly strained, lower tone whispers into your ear with an aim for comfort, “such a good girl, you are, aren’t you? you’ve been so upset with me gone… but of course, my perfect girl waited for me so patiently. wearing my hoodie and all. oh, how blessed i am.”

you manage a nod, only for your head to be pushed down into the pillow under it, “nu uh, meine liebe.. no need to think, just feel for me, okay? i’ll make you feel so good..

for as long as you need me to.”

a/n: i still dont know if i wanna formally open requests hmmm i just rlly liked this one