Warning: Slight NSFW, Reader is uses she/her, Unhinged Micah at the end
Summary: Sabrina Carpenter's Trend with ya boi, Micah Yujin
Part 2
It wasn’t unusual for you and Micah to be on a video call with each other. At this point in the relationship, you two were pretty much conjoined at the hip. Free time was together time.
However, you were trying your best to hide your devious smirk. As Micah sat there doing his work, your fingers flew across your keyboard as you put the final touches on your gift to him. Well, more like payback. You still haven’t given Micah your ‘thanks’ for hacking your computer with those sexy pictures of himself. You hate how flustered you got and how Micah got away with victory. Now it was your turn.
You watched with a barely contained smile on your face as the code finally stopped loading and everything was in place. You picked up your phone and set the stage.
“Wow, that’s a lot of views,” you mumbled in fake shock. You kept your eyes on your phone as you pretended to be doing something. Micah, the obvious attention seeking puppy that he is, is quick to look away from his screen with his work on it to the screen you knew he kept with you on it, same as you.
“Hmm, what is it?” he questioned, turning his chair so it was fully facing his camera. You couldn’t help your eyes from drifting away from your phone to look at your man. His front curls were pulled up allowing you to see the beautiful silver piercing adorning his ears. A giant oversize green hoodie covered his beautiful skin, but made him look so adorable being swallowed up by the fabric.
You pulled your eyes away from him knowing that his beauty would mess up your acting skills and you were going to see this through. “My friends told me to try this tiktok trend and I posted it. I did not think it was going to do this good.” You bite your finger in fake distraction as you continue to scroll on your device.
“Tiktok?” Micah’s interest instantly peaked. He leaned closer to the monitor as if he leaned close enough, he could see what exactly you were looking at. “I didn’t know you did Tiktok, Angel?”
You rolled your eyes at the nickname, but couldn’t help smiling in affection at his dorky self. A low whine came from Micah as he pouted at you. You tilted your head in fake confusion at his action. Come on, take the bait.
“Send it to me. Why didn’t you show me first?”
Hook, line, and sinker.
You looked away shyly from his shimmering gold eyes to look back at your phone. “Well, it’s kind of embarrassing. I don’t want you to judge me or think I’m weird.” You bit your lips and fluttered your eyes bashfully.
“Come onnnnnnn,” Micah dragged out, pretty much about to jump through his monitor to get to you. “I won’t judge. Send ittttttttttt.”
You let out a long sigh before turning fully to him in your chair. Micah was quick to put the pouting lips and big puppy eyes on. He even gave out that cute little whine that he does.
“Fine, but don’t judge. If you laugh once, I’m blocking you.” You quickly sent the link through the Error 143 app, knowing he would open it on his desktop instead of his phone. The place that would be perfect for your virus to spread.
You stared intensely as you watched Micah’s eye drift away from the camera to look at the link you sent him. You could envision the way he opened it with no regard to checking for any malware, already knowing that your code would tear down his firewall anyway to not alert his virus protection. Then you could see the faux tiktok page you coded that showcases your video.
“Is this 100 k like?” Micah screamed as he instantly looked at the giant number under the heart icon. You could see his thick eyebrows scrunch down in concern at why 100 thousand people were liking something his girlfriend made. Not only was Micah the clingy type, but he was also the jealous type.
“Yeah, it blew up bigger than I thought. It’s actually almost at half a million views,” you hyped it up. There was no longer a smile on his face as he looked conflicted on how to process the information.
Instead of responding, you heard his mouse move to finally press play on the video.
A little respect for women can get you very, very far~🎶
You knew this video like the back of your head from how many times you rewatch yourself doing the Sabrina Carpenter's Oh.My.God. trend.
You walk on the screen in a pair of cute pajaminas that Micah brought you. Your hair was pulled under a bonnet with a face mask on as you pretended to be in distress. You started picking up random items of clothing while mouthing the lyrics.
“Offering to do anything, I’m like-,” You picked up a very familiar oversized neon yellow tech jacket that belonged to a certain boyfriend who left it over for you. You looked at the camera before delivering a wink. You lifted it up to the camera to begin the transition.
Oh my God.🎶
It transitioned to arching your back beautiful off of your dark purple bedsheet. Micah’s signature jacket was dangling off your shoulders, but that was most of your clothing. A dark purple lace lingerie set was your ‘clothing’ for the video. All the straps hugging your curves were beautiful and shimmered beautifully under the purple lightning. The star of the video was a beautiful silver necklace laying against your pushed out breast, giving Micah the perfect view of his name sitting against your skin, almost claiming you.
You rolled over on your bed, still in view of the camera. Arching your back extra deep and pushing your face into the ruffled sheets gave him the perfect view of a tiny thong doing nothing to cover your ass. His jacket still laid on your shoulder, allowing him to still see the silver necklace laying on your skin. “I get wet at the thought of you~”
You expected Micah to freeze up like he always does when he gets flustered. What you didn’t expect was a full guttural scream to escape his throat as he launched from his chair. The screams got distant as he disappeared from the camera view.
It was now your turn to lean closer to your monitor to try to somehow see where your poor boyfriend had launched himself to. Based on his screams, it sounded like he was in the corner of his room.
“Micah, are you okay? Was the video that bad?” You couldn’t help to taunt him. You knew it wasn’t bad. If being with Micah taught you anything, this man loved you and loved your body.
A louder scream, which you didn’t think was possible, escaped from his throat. Some loud thumping came through your speakers before Micah’s body launched back into his chair.
His face was a deep maroon color from how intensely he was staring at you. His golden eyes almost appeared black from how wide his pupils had become. He almost looked feral from how intensely he was staring at you through the screen.
“How?When? Why? It’s on TikTok!” He screamed out in panic. His body was shaking from being stuck between screaming at you and looking at the replaying video on his screen. His response was to let out another guttural scream.
You couldn't stop the laughter from escaping out of you now. Your body hunched over the desk as Micah’s panicked face continued to appear again and again behind your eyelids.
“You’re laughing at me! Almost a million people have seen you like this!” You couldn’t help laughing louder at him. Aggressive typing was heard as you figured that one neuron had fired enough power to get Micah to do something. Attempt to take down your video. “No wonder this almost has 200 k saves. These freaks think they can see this.”
You lifted your head off your desk to look up at Micah’s crazy focus face. The blush was still going strong to the point that you could see it at the tip of his ears. He at some point abandoned his hoodie and was now in just a simple black tank top. His muscles were tense as he continued to try to hack the Tiktok system.
You couldn’t help biting your lips as you looked at Micah’s form. His chest heaving as he took deep gulps of air. The way his hair was messily thrown across his head from his sporadic movement. Plus his muscles on display looked so good in his blue lighting.
“Don’t you be eyeing me you…you...succubus!”” You couldn’t help the eyebrow raise that you sent him. His eyes were narrowed at you and a shaking accusatory finger pointed at you.
“Did I do a good job at seducing you, Micah Yujin,” you whispered slowly into the mic while staring at him through your eyelashes. His eyes quickly shifted away from you as he hand gripped the bottom of his face.
“I’ll deal with you in a moment. Now, silence, I have to focus.”
You sat with a devilish smile as you just listened to the sound of his typing. Based on previous experience of seeing him code, you know he’s close to finding the file that contains your ‘account’ along with the ‘video’. Little does he know you set a trap for him.
Oh My God!
The looping sound let you know that your virus had been activated causing all his monitors to be flooded with pop ups of that specific section of the video. There had to be at least 50 pop up going currently.
Micah actually froze on the screen as you watched his shaking pupils rapidly move from monitor to monitor. From video to video. All playing your beautiful body arching so sinfully with his name seemingly glowing against your skin.
A small red drip escaped from his nose before a steady stream began to flow out. You stared in shock as the blood dripped down from his nostrils over his lips and onto his black tank top, beginning to soak it.
“Micah, did you actually get a nosebleed from that,” you laughed out at him. This dork actually managed to get a nosebleed like he was from some sort of anime. Oh my gosh, this is precious.
You rapidly pressed the PrtSc button to take multiple screenshots of this glorious moment. The moment you managed to get Micah back so good that he got a nosebleed. He can never make fun of you getting flustered ever again when he goes and does this.
Your laughter slowly dies down as you realize that Micah still hasn’t moved. The only sign that the video feed was frozen was the continuously dripping blood from his nose. His pupils had shrunken so tiny that they almost appeared like a dot.
Ever so slowly, his head turned to the camera making it feel like he was making direct eye contact with you. If you thought he looked feral earlier, he looked damn near predatory with how he was looking at you.
“I’m coming for you.”
That’s all he said before the screen went black. Your reflection showed your shock through the black monitor. However, slowly it morphed into something new, something that had a crazy smile coming onto your face.
Oh, how you look forward to when he arrives.
I know I left it on a cliff hanger, please don't hang me. I might come back to do a NSFW part two for it. I just needed to get this idea out of my brain.
Anyway, yeah. I had to write for my man my man my man~
Summary: Micah's response to your little video for him
Part 1
One whole week.
A whole week that you didn't hear from Micah. No text. No memes. Not even active on his socials. He pretty much dropped off the side of the Earth.
The days slowly trek by and with each one, your nerves start to become electrified. Each passing day made the worry within you bubble up. You can't remember a time when you two hadn't spoken for so long, pretty much being joined at the hip from the start.
Saturday, you attempted to distract yourself by doing a little shopping. The best thing to do when your boyfriend is ignoring you is to spend money on his card. Every transaction is a hope he would stop whatever devious plan he was thinking of and just talk to you. He shouldn't be punishing you when you gave him a gift.
You couldn't cover the pout on your face as you tapped Micah’s black card on the card reader. The shop owner was smiling so big at you as she saw the transaction go through. At least someone was finding happiness from your suffering.
As your items were being bagged, the speaker that was playing some jazz made a weird squeak before being cut out. You glanced up curiously as to what was happening.
“A little respect for women can get you very, very far~”
Your eyebrows shot up as the song started to play on the speakers. You turned around and you couldn't help letting your eyes flicker around the shop. A small part of you hoping.
“Offering to do anything, I’m like-,”
Then the music squeaked again before returning back to the smooth jazz. The workers looked at each other in confusion, but ultimately shrugged it off. You, however, were on high alert.
This was the work of Micah and you knew this deep within your soul. It was no coincidence that that part of the song played as soon as you checked out.
You quickly grabbed your bags and sped walked out the store. Your eyes crazily started to look around for signs of him.
He had to have visuals on you to know where exactly you were. Or unless he was tracking the payments on his card for your locations. There were too many variables. Was he here or was he far away?
“Excuse me ma'am,” a voice called out. You turned around to see a person running out of a random shop towards you with a phone in their hands. “I'm so sorry. We got a call just now from a man stating to be your boyfriend and he said he's been trying to reach you-”
You didn't even let the poor person finish as you grabbed the phone from the hand. You put it to your ear causing the worker to stop talking and take a step back for privacy.
“Micah, I swear to God, if this is you,” you hissed out, feeling like you were about to explode from so many emotions. This lying prick talking about he's ‘been trying to reach you’.
A soft little hum came out. Then you heard a deep inhale. You pressed the phone closer to your ear trying to hear what exactly was going on.
“Oh my god~” a loud deep groan came from the phone. Your eyes widen as your mind instantly recognizes that sound. Only one man can sound so deliciously pitiful.
To your absolute horror, the sound cut out with a loud beep. You pulled the phone away to see that the call had ended. You could only stand there frozen as the realization that this man had hung up on you.
“Oh, he's going to get it,” you grumbled out. The worker made a face at the comment. You handed the phones back to them with a small thanks before storming off back towards your car.
You tried not to slam your car door as you settled in. You wish you had your computer to find him. He had to have connected to the shop’s networks in order to play the speakers. Not only that, he knew exactly when you left the shop in order to make the call to a nearby shop. He would be so easy to find right now.
Your phone vibrated and you glanced at your car’s digital screen to see Micah's name appeared on your screen. Your finger hit the green answer button before your mind could process it.
“Micah, I'm going to strangle you when I get my hands on you,” you growled out. Your nerves felt so frazzled you couldn't even put your finger on what emotion you were feeling right now.
A small whine came through your car speaker causing your blood pressure to sky rocket. “You promise, kitten? You going to -fuck- you going to wrap those pretty little hands around me,” his voice huffed out.
The sounds of sheet ruffling could be heard in the background. Even fainter was the sound of Micah letting out small little pants with a little whine at the end. A sound so sinful that you couldn't help turning the volume up.
“Where are you at?” You growled, through clenched teeth. This bastard knew how to tease you. Just wait until you get your hands on him.
“Angel, I'm right where I belong,” he whined out, high pitched. Another low groan escaped from his throat followed by fast pants. ‘Your smell is everywhere. Oh I miss you. Come to me, please.”
Your mind was spinning trying to figure out where exactly he was while also imagining how he looked right now.
You could imagine his shirtless body splayed out on a bed. The way his brown skin flushed from exertion. The way his hand would slide into his pants, slowly, to build up the tension. The way he would grip himself so gently before building up that delicious rhythm that makes him squirm.
Those pathetic whines and whimpers he makes in the midst of pleasure. The way his hair would splay out against the sheet as his purple eyes screwed shut, the pleasure starting to become too much. The way his hips would drive up into his hands, getting impatient.
“Why should I come to you when you've been so bad?” You couldn't fold that fast. He was the one supposed to be flustered here, yet you're rubbing your thighs in your car seat.
A full moan escaped him. A sound so loud that it made the car speakers crackle. Fuck.
“I've been bad, so bad. But so were you,” a little soft laugh came from him. “You want to fish it out, but can't take it. Come on, Angel~.”
You frowned as you folded your arm. You didn't want to budge.
“You want me to beg, don't you.” You bit your lips as your thighs rubbed together again. The pressure wasn't enough.
“Please, Angel. I'm so hard for you. I haven't- fuck yes, ahh- can't, won't cum unless you're here. Please, I need you. I want you. Fuck-fuck. Please, please, please. You know where I am. Baby, please. I'll be so good for you.”
Your finger slammed on the end call button. Micah was crazy. He was so crazy, but you were crazier.
You knew where to find this piece of shit.
The drive to your apartment consisted of breaking every law possible. Nothing could stop you from getting your hands on Micah.
You slammed the front door open, barely taking time to throw your bags to the ground. Kicking your door shut, you started to beeline for your bedroom door that was slightly open.
The sight that created you was pure sin. Micah sat in your gaming chair, an arm gripping the back of headrest as he fucked up into his fist. His cock was so hard that it had turned red at the top, leaking furiously on his quivering thighs. His abs were sporadically clenching under the black compression shirt as his body seemed to be overstimulated.
His head lolled over to the side and a moan so loud came out of him at the sight of you standing in the doorway. Your eyes drifted to your monitors to see three different screenshots from your little video for Micah being displayed across the screens. The monitor in the middle was splattered with cum that was slowly dripping down it.
“I couldn't hold it, Angel. I really tried,” he whined out, however you could see the mischievous glint in his eye. His hand gripped his base as his thick heavy balls began to tense up. A slow hiss came from him and his thighs began to bounce.
He stood up slowly from the chair before stalking towards you. You could only stare up at him with wide unblinking eyes as he stopped in front of you.
His heaving chest looked so big in that compression shirt, barely being able to contain him. You couldn't even look too far down, knowing you would see his thick cock twitching so close to you.
“Are you mad? I know I was gone a long time,” he said in that soft, teasing tone. His hand reached up to brush the hair off your shoulder. His hand tugged your shirt strap to the side until it fell off your shoulder.
His head dipped down until his warm lips pressed against your skin. Gently, his lips drifted across your skin until it landed on that spot that had a shiver run up your spine. You could feel his smile forming against your skin at the action.
“Don't worry though. Every single waking moment I was thinking of you. Thinking of being right here with you,” he whispered lowly into your ear. His second hand slides up your back, spreading his warmth through you. With one sharp tug you were pressed into him. His cock nestled directly into your thighs. “You want to know what I was thinking about.”
You leaned your head back to look at his face. His blown out pupils made his eyes look black. You could feel his desire leaking off of him in waves. “Why don't you show me, Micah Yujin.”
The smile on his face curled around the edges as he began to look entirely feral. You could only respond with your own smile at him.
Two crazy people that match each other's freak.
Ahhhh it's done. I'm still getting use to writing smut and I just feel like my body is bursting on fire. Anyway, I hope the 10 people that see this love it.
You teeth physically ached as they looked at Nanami get dressed. The way his freshly pressed slacks hung low on his hips showing off his black boxers. The way he was in the midst of button up his blue shirt. His skin still had a rosy glow from the hot shower he took. His woody body wash floated from his dewy skin to you still tangled within the sheet.
"My love, we need to work on your verbage. One may mistake you as a cannibal," he spoke softly with a smile coming onto his face. You pushed your bonnet back a little so you could clearly see your man in the early sun lighting.
"Well, you're right," you shuffled upward and moved your mumu to properly cover yourself. "I want to sink my teeth into every inch of your flesh until the taste of your skin lingers. I want to bruise your beautiful pale skin so you will think of me at every moment. I desire you in a way that my physical body can not understand. I do not desire you Nanami, I need you."
Poeticly spoken in a way that reminds you of the way Nanami speaks of you when he worships you. However it seems he is able to dish it out, but is unable to take it.
His fingers freeze on a button as he seems to process your little speech that was whispered so dearly. A rarely seen pink flush begin to make it way across his skin, the only movement on his body.
He stood still for a good long few seconds before he awkwardly coughed. He turned away from you and faced towards the closet. His hands stumbled to continue to task, but his hands had a small tremor to it.
It felt good that you were still able to make Nanami just as flustered as he make you. Every day with this man felt like a dream that you prayed you never awoken from.
"That you dear. I love you deeply to," he mumbled, still not daring to make eye contact with you. "However, I can't allow you to bite me so much. My coworkers are already becoming worried."
You let out a long groan as you flopped ungraciously in the bed, prepared to throw a tantrum. You wanted your man and here he was denying you. Was it your fault that your love language was biting? No!
Nanami turned around to you half heartfelt glaring at him. It seems he was having a battle within himself before he let out a sigh, something that showed he was admitting defeat.
He walked over to you on the bed and sat down next to you. He tugged on his blue shirt sleeve to reveal his muscular forearm that had a deliciously thick vein running up the side.
"One bite," he sternly said. You barely processed it as he flexes his arms in front of you. Your teeth was starting to ache again at the holy site of his arm in front of you. "My love, only one."
Like a moth to a flame, you came closer to this holy objected. With it within your grasp, you finally was able to calm your desire.
You pressed little light kissed along his arms as to say thank you for indulging you. You slowed down as you got to the side of his before opening your mouth. Your teeth sunk into the muscles and met that delicious resistance. The smell of sandalwood and spices flooded your senses as you breathed through your mouth. The scent of Nanami filling your lungs and touching you deep within.
Your tongue brushed against his pulsing vein slowly as you just slowly let your senses be overcome with him. Nanami quickly inhaled at the sensation of your tongue against his skin.
You allow your teeth to press down slightly harder before releasing his skin. Thin webs of saliva clung between you two before breaking. You went back into to press little kisses against his skins. A secondary rounds of thank you.
"Do you feel better?" Nanami asked, with a teasing tone. You only looked up at him with nothing but pure adoration for your man. You released his arm to instead grab at his shoulders.
He easily came down into your hug , putting his full weight onto you. Your arms could barely fit around his muscular shoulders, but you still did your best.
"I love you, Kento." You plastered his face in kisses and he let you with a smile on his face. As much as you were obsessed with him, he was just as much with you.
"As much as I would love to lay here with you, my dear, I do need to finish getting dressed." You stopped your onslaught of kisses to give him another glare. His smile shifted to something softer and warmer as his hazel eyes shifted across your skin, drinking you in.
"Can you get dress and still stay in my arms?" You jokingly asked.
"If I could, I would. However, I can not." He gave you final kiss before slipping out of your grasp. He walked back over to the closet to finish getting dressed.
You laid in the warm bed, surrounded by the scent of him, as he continued to get dressed. He told you about his plans for the day and how he had a presentation to do that he was not looking forward.
You laid in domestic bliss as you continue to lay there listening to him. Moments like this make you realize how you wouldn't trade this life for anything in this work. Nanami was everything you needed and wanted in this simple life.
If you are under the age of 18, please do not view this work. There are so many amazing fics out there that are age appropriate for you.
Levi looked too fucking good.
It was another hot day in the Devildom, but it was sweltering in the House of Lamentation due to someone eating through some cables.
However, even as sweat dropped down your back, you were thankful for Beel. The notorious exclusive and reserve Levi was sitting in his room in nothing but a tank top and a pair of shorts. His skin had a light purple flush to it from the heat. His tail lazily swished behind him as he stared at the video game playing on his monitor.
One leg was propped up on his gaming chair causing him to have the sluttiest leg spread. His thick thighs caused his shorts to roll up to the point they could be considered underwear.
To summarize, Levi looked hot and you wanted his cock in your mouth.
You ignored the small yelp from Levi as you scooted him away from his desk. You crawled on the floor under the desk right in front of where he had a fan blowing. Both of your hands grabbed the arm rest of his chair and pulled him back forward to his desk.
With you underneath his desk, his one down leg had to spread out even more to accommodate you. This gave you perfect access to his bunched up shorts.
“What are you doing?” He whispered, staring down at you. His hand covered the microphone on his headset that was placed in front of his horns.
He was playing coy, but you could see the deepening of the purple flush on his cheeks. Along with the way he was starting to squirm in chair.
With delicate fingers, you traced them up his leg, letting it drag so slowly from his ankle up to his knee. Your finger gently grabbed his knee and placed it on your shoulder. You maintained eye contact with Levi and gave him a smile as his answer.
“I'm playing a game right now,” he whispered again, quickly glancing at the screen then back at you. You leaned over to his available thigh. His cool skin felt great underneath your feverish lips. How luckily you were to a cold blooded demon under you right now?
“Do you want me to stop?” You asked, with your lips grazing over his skin. You allowed your fingers to go up higher to play with the bottom of his shorts. A shaky exhale came from him
An inner turmoil seems to be happening as his eyes rapidly flickered between the screen to you. You waited patiently as you continued pressing light feathery kisses on his thigh and played with his shorts.
“I-I… please.” The whine that came from his throat was music to your ears. The slits in his eyes were beginning to widen in desire. Who were you to deny such a pretty boy?
You shifted to get on your knees under the desk. The angle increased the stretch of Levi’s leg as you kept it on your shoulder.
With both of your hands, you grabbed the sides of his pants and pulled them down his thigh. A musky smell invaded your nose causing you to finally break the eye contact with Levi.
Two pretty bluish cocks protruded from the slit on his body with a slight sheen to them. They twitch upon being met with the cool air blowing from the fan behind you. “There's my pretty boys.”
Levi whined longingly out into the air as he shifted his hips to get closer to you. A small gasp came from as he started to click on something on the screen.
“I'm st-still here. Someone just walked in for a second,” he stumbled through talking. Your hand slide up his thigh, over the shorts, until you had your fingers holding his beautiful length.
You wrapped your hand as best as you could around both of them, but you barely carried over half of it. Your hand moved up, feeling the veins pulsing underneath you. The two twitched in your hand, almost calling out to you.
“Mhmmm, yeah,” Levi whispered out. He let out a start gasp as your hands began to pick up the pace. The leg on your shoulder flexes as he begins to shift again in his seat. “Oh yeah, there's someone approaching the center.”
His blue cocks began to weep out translucent precum that slide down from the tip onto your waiting hands. The extra fluid helped lubricate his lengths, allowing your hand to move more smoothly against him.
Leaning forwards, you stopped your movement with your hand. A whine slipped from Levi’s mouth before being covered with a fake cough. You glanced up in time to see Levi looked down at you with a giant pout on his pink lips.
You gave him a smile before leaning all the way forwards. While continuing to hold eyes contact, you allowed his cock to slide through your lip into your awaiting mouth.
The feeling of his bottom cock’s heafty weight laying on your tongue made you let out a moan at finally getting what you wanted. The salty taste of him on your tongue, the feeling of your jaw widening to accommodate him, and his hips jerked up.
With one hand, you placed it on his hip and with the other, you grabbed the top cock that was resting on your cheeks. You breathe through your mouth as you let yourself adjust and to enjoy the feeling of having Levi inside of you.
“Please, please, please,” Levi mumbled out. You could feel the muscles under his skin become jittery with the desire to thrust forward deeper into your mouth, but you kept his still.
The flush on his skin spread onto his shoulder as his breathing became louder. You wondered for a second what the people he was playing with was thinking or if he was muting himself again.
As you breathe through your nose, you allowed yourself to slide more forward. He slide over your tongue and approached the back of your throat. Instinctively, you swallowed around the intrusion in your mouth.
A high pitch moan came from Levi accompanied by the sound of wood being scratched. His poor desk. The image of Levi’s blissed out face digging his sharp nails into the woods had you rubbing your thighs together for some relief.
Finally, after a good minute of holding Levi there, you begin your movement. Your head slid backwards before moving back down. His cock dragged against the roof of your mouth and tongue. Using your tongue, you slipped it out over your bottom teeth.
With everything now in place, you took a good deep breath, before plunging yourself all the way down. His cock slid into the back of your throat and you swallowed instinctively again.
You didn't stop and pulled back until his cockhead laid on tongue. A stream of precum littered your mouth and filled you with a taste that was distinctly Levi.
“Yes, just like that. Yes,” Levi whined out. You kept bobbing your head along his bottom length, building up a rhythm.
You let him slide all the way to the back of your throat and move until he almost all the way out. His entire length rubbing against the inside of your mouth.
You switched your focus to your hand that was holding him. As you continue your ministrations with your mouth, your hands began to move at the same pace, twisting along his length.
Levi's thigh started shake as his breath came out shorter and shorter. His whines and moans coming out louder and louder.
“Oh, it feels so good. Can I have more, baby? Please, please. I've been good. Please,” he babbled out, clueless to what he was actually saying. Going completely brain dumb to the pleasure coasting through his veins.
His hips begin to pick up with fever and you stopped trying to hold him down. You let him chase the pleasure that was building up inside of him.
Another loud scratch and you knew for a fact his desk would have to be replaced. A moan came out of you at the realization you were bringing this beautiful demon this much pleasure to destroy this property.
Your free hand finally joined the mix to cover the part of Levi you couldn't fit in your mouth. With your two hands jerking him, and your mouth bobbing along his bottom length, it seems to be too much for Levi.
A loud moan ripped from Levi's mouth as the leg on your shoulder stiffed up. His muscles began to spasms as all he could do was moan out loud.
“Don't stop, please, don't stop. You feel so - oh- you feel so good. Please let me cum. I'm going to- been so good, let me- ah-cum.” His words begin to slur together as his chair began to shake from the aggressive movements.
“Yes-yes-yes-yes,” he rambled. To your surprise, your felt a pair of hands slide into your and grab at the base. He didn't push you, but held onto you as if you were a sort of grounding for him.
“Cum-cum- ahhhhhh. Cumming.” Your eyes looked up to see Levi’s head thrown back in ecstasy with his long forked tongue hanging out. His mouth opened up in a silent moan as he completely stiffen up.
Your mouth was flooded with his cool salty cum that flowed down your throat. Spurts hit against the roof of your mouth and your cheeks.
Cum shot out from his top cock right onto your face. Multiple spurts of liquids came out until you had a beautiful facial on your face. The blue cock twitching so hard as it tried to push everything out.
Your kept your mouth and hand moving, trying to ring out his orgasm for as long as you could. Trying to hold onto the beautiful sight of Levi twitching in pleasure with a heavy purple blush on his face.
“Thank you-thank you-thank you,” he repeated over and over into the air, but you knew it was for you. You slowed your ministries until you came to a stop. Slowly, you lowered his leg off your shoulder, before pulling off his cocks.
The muscles in your jaw felt like they were on fire. And you loved it.
The way the cum dropped down from your face onto your chest along with the cum still sliding down your throat made you feel so dirty.
You hungrily stared up at Levi’s heaving chest as he tried to get air into his lungs. His propped up leg slid off the chair and thunked on the floor next to you. The muscles in his thighs twitch as his cocks laid flaccid on his bunched up shorts.
“I love you. I love you so much,” Levi whispered. His head came forward and down to look at you. His hair sat messily on top of his head. His mouth was open as he continued to gasp, a line of drool coming out the side of his mouth. “It felt so good. I think I saw heaven again.”
You let out a small laugh before using the bottom of your shirt to wipe the dripping cum off your face. Levi let out an embarrassed chucked before reaching for something on. A tissue appeared in his hand.
He bent down to wipe the remaining off your face, being extra slow around your swollen lips. He slid out of his chair until he was kneeling on the floor with you.
“That made me feel so good. That mouth of yours is sinfully good,” he whispered while staring into your eye. You let the praise wash over you along with Levi’s pampering you.
He threw the tissue into the trashcan nearby. He turned back to you and grabbed your face with both of his hands. His cool skin felt amazing against your flushed skin.
He leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You allowed yourself to melt against him as he deepened the kiss. Your lips were parted as his forked tongue made its way into your mouth.
You felt the long appendages sliver around your tongue before wrapping around it, sucking you in. You moaned into the kiss at the filling of Levi being in your mouth again.
His tongue slides around your mouth, seeming to be trying to touch every crevice in your mouth. His hands slide from your face onto your waist. His nails pushed into your skin as he pulled you closer.
He separated away from you and you embarrassingly chased after him. A boyish grin came onto his face as he watched you follow him. He leaned forward and gave you a quick peck.
“Can I repay? Please, let me,” he whispered against your lips. A shiver went through your body at his whiny tone and the way his grip tightened.
“Didn't you have a game you were playing?” You teased him. Levi only continues to smile at you, making you slightly confused. You were expecting him to be slightly embarrassed about moaning like porn star during the game.
“That's been turned off since you took me in this pretty mouth.” A finger slide across your swollen lips. Levi’s eyes followed it as his eyes clouded over. “Now, can I please have you?”
Levi tilted his head and brought his face into your neck. A cold tongue slide against your hot skin as he licked up your neck. His forked ends flickered against that one spot that had you shivering again.
A whine slipped from your lip as you felt yourself throb. You shifted your hips to get some sort of friction. Levi pulled back again to show you the pout taking up residence on his face.
“I'll beg as much as you need. So, may I?”
This is my first time writing smut and the way I was flushed the entire time. I salute those who're able to write smut frequently. However, I had to give it a shot for my boy Levi.
Summary: What it is like for werewolf! Ino to try to contain his love for you. Perhaps a part 2 in the works
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: None, Down Bad Ino
Werewolf! Ino that has had the biggest crush on you since high school, but didn't say anything to you because you were a human.
Werewolf! Ino who however didn't let that stop him from claiming you in werewolf terms. He scented your off campus apartment completely. Brought you clothes that he heavily scented before handing to you.
Werewolf! Ino who's so down bad that one time while play fighting with you in his human form, making his wolf heart melt, you bit him on the arm. The next day, he got the imprints of the bite mark and got it tattooed on his left rib cage under his heart. He wanted to do it over his scent gland, but that would be too noticeable.
Werewolf! Ino who hates it every time you go on a date. It feels like his mate is rejecting him and it's killing him.
Werewolf! Ino who goes into a major depression episode when you come back after one of your dates smelling of another's scent. All he could do was hole himself in his room, holding all of your items that smelled like you.
Werewolf! Ino, who was surprised to see you after his week-long spiral, showed up to his apartment with soups, vitamins, and his favorite snack. You looked up at him so worried as you rambled about him needing to inform you when he's not feeling well. He didn't have the heart to tell you he's grieving not having you and has been sniffing your clothes to soothe himself. It was bad enough that he opened the door wearing your sweater that was two sizes too small.
Werewolf! Ino pretended to be sick to cover up him being depressed about your new mate, after unknowingly rejecting him. He enjoyed the way you hand fed him the soup after scolding him for not taking care of himself. He loved the way you wrapped him in a blanket from your house allowing him to have a freshly scented item.
Werewolf! Ino who fell asleep on your lap, still in your hoodie. Unbeknownst to him, his human form started to lose it form causing his ears and tail to come out.
You sat there in complete shock as you watched the dark brown tail lazily wag in his sleep. The fur on it was more fluffy than the hair on his head. The ears flickered at the sound of your gasp before returning to its droop.
Your hands could only hover over him as you stared at your non-human friend that was currently lightly snoring on your lap. His nose was pressed into your stomach and his fingers were digging into your shirt. However, the slight scratching you felt on your side told you that his fingers may have also had a change to them.
The suspicion that your best friend wasn't human has always been there. The way he would growl at people that pissed him off was the first sign. The second would be the way his eyes would turn a bright yellow at night times. The final clue was the way his teeth always grew when you guys played fight.
At first, you thought that maybe he was just a very good furry that had money to get some really cool cosmetics. Although, no amount of money could buy growing teeth. The next was that he may be a vampire, preparing to have your own twilight with him.
Now with the tail and the ears popping out, you were glad you didn't put money on it. A werewolf made sense for Ino. The way he was more affectionate than anyone you knew and seemed like the space between you two needed to be negative. It is what made you grow the biggest crush on before realizing that was just his personality.
Your hand drifted down from his hair to the fluffy tail. Your fingers slide through the smooth fur to lightly scratch at it. A happy hum came from Ino as he snuggled deeper into you.
Your gaze swept over his sleeping form and landed on his serene face. His cheeks were puffed out as a small thing of drool was beginning to make its way from his pink lips. His long brown lashes slightly twitched as he continued to dream about whatever his brain decided to conjure up.
“I love you,” you whispered to the sleeping man. A sigh came from below you, but you knew not to worry as you knew Ino could sleep through a nuclear bomb. Bending at your waist, you gently got closer to his fluffy ear. “Always and forever.”
Werewolf! Ino who wakes up curled into your side. Your light breathing told him that you had fallen asleep at some point too.
Werewolf! Ino who goes to snuggle more into you when his fingers snagged on your shirt. Well, less fingers and more like his claws.
Werewolf! Ino, now more awake, pulled his hand away to see darken fingers with long sharp nails protruding from him. His eyes moved down to see the tail drapes over your sleeping form.
Werewolf! Ino thanks the stars and God above that you were asleep. He hasn't realized how little sleep he got the last week and guess it was showcasing through this instability. He's just lucky enough that you didn't see this. The last thing he needs in his life is to scare you off.
Werewolf! Ino summons his strength to transform back into a full human that didn't have these weird extra appendages. Just a nice normal human that you were used to.
Werewolf! Ino looks up from your chest to see your sleeping face. It was smushed against his pillow, something he was hoping was absorbing your scent. You looked so peaceful and at home on his bed.
“Maybe one day I can be normal enough for you,” he whispered. Reaching for the hand closest to him, he allowed himself to bring it up to his nose to engulf your addicting scent. His mouth opened to drink in more of your scent and allowed his lips to brush against the skin there. “Maybe one day you'll be mines."
A groan came from you and a hand was slapped down on his face. “Shut up, furry,” you sleepily grumbled before going right back to sleep.
Werewolf! Ino who now realizes that he may perhaps have not been so lucky.
Mmmm, I love myself some monster boys. Try to tell me Ino does not give off wolf vibes.
But anyway, this is still in continuation of the secret Santa for the Ino community. I hope you enjoy @cookiesncretins.
Warning: Cursing, maybe slight angst if you read between the lines
Summary: Having a shitty electricity company means your power going out at any convenience, but Ino is there to make it better.
You knew it was going to happen. The electricity in this town seems to be held together by hopes and dreams at this point. Every time a storm rolls in, it's normal to lose power until it calms down. You weren't surprised that the first snow storm of the season and the power didn't even last an hour past the first snowfall.
You laid on your bed, staring into the dark void above you, trying to plan out how you were going to survive this winter storm with no power. It would probably be best to grab all the candles and blankets in the apartment.
A high pitch scream cut you out of your reverie and caused you to jump out of your bed. You quickly jogged to your door and swung it open to your pitch black apartment.
Shuffling on the other side of the apartment caused your eyes to drift left to the door you knew to reside in the darkness. Almost on cue, you heard it slam open.
“I didn't save my Sims!” You listened as your roommate, Ino Takuma, quickly shuffled over to you. You couldn't help the small laugh that came out of your mouth. “You're laughing and I've lost 3 people that were like my children.”
He finally appeared in front of you. Your eyes adjusted in the darkness to see Ino’s slightly pink cheeks from running around. His hair was extremely messy as he typically had it on the weekend. A baggy grey sweater covered his body with a pair of pink hello kitty pajama pants.
To summarize, a man is ready to enjoy his weekend with his Sims family, but instead forced to play survival in the real world.
“I'm sorry for laughing, but I think there may be bigger issues,” you said, pointing to the bay window where it showed the raging snow storm outside. “This storm isn't supposed to let up until early morning and it's currently in the negatives.”
He looked at where you were pointing and you could see the gears slowly starting to turn. The snow was already coating the corners of the window making an almost perfect winter frame. It made the situation seem less dire.
“Do you think we're going to freeze to death,” he whispered, turning to look at you. The electricity has been out for a moment now and you could feel the temperature already starting to plummet.
“As long as we're smart, we'll be fine. Just need to huddle down somewhere small to conserve heat. Then we need to probably get some light source, maybe some candles. Also, need to see what food that we can eat for tonight that doesn't require to be warmed up,” you rambled off. Your brain was trying to think of every possible issue that may arise.
“Sooooooo,” you stopped rambling to look at Ino. A giant smile was on his face as he stared down at you. “Sleepover!”
30 minutes later and you couldn't help the sigh that came from you. The two of you were shoved in Ino’s tiny closest sitting shoulder to shoulder. Every pillow was under you two and every blanket was on top. You two opted out of the candles in fear of setting Ino’s clothes on fire, but instead used fake candle tea lights that Ino randomly had.
“Say ahhh.” A strawberry on a fork was brought to your lips. You kept them closed as you just blankly stared at Ino who was smiling so hard that his dimples were showing.
“First off, I'm grown, Ino. No point in trying to feed me. Second off, we're trying to not freeze and you're treating this like it's some date,” you joked out. Ino froze and the strawberry was slowly dropping to the plate of fruit that he made.
A forced laugh came from him as his smile started to wobble. His eyes began to look around in the dimly lit closet. “Yeah, sorry.”
His hand came over his face as he turned away from you. In the dim light, you could still see the redness burning up his ear. The skin underneath his hand had started to turn red also.
It was then that you truly took in the scenario. The way the pillow was thickest on your side with the red heart pillows sitting behind your back. The way he meticulously cut up all the fruit, even when you insist that he just grabbed some granola bars for the two of you. The way he actually owned tea lights and took the time to stick them to the wall.
For you, this moment was just necessary survival, but did Ino do all of this to impress you. Did he want to consider this a date?
You eyes flickered back over to Ino to see him still looking away from you in what you assumed was embarrassment.
Oh.
“Well, I mean, this would make a very cute date idea, minus the freezing temperature outside this closet,” you hurriedly grumbled. You could feel heat start to crawl up your neck in your attempt to salvage whatever this was.
“No-no. You're right. This would be weird to do… as a… you know.” His hands awkwardly flailed around in the tiny space. You couldn't help but slightly laugh at growing awkwardness. “Probably would want more.”
You let out a low hum as you thought it through. You shifted your weight to lean your head onto Ino’s broad shoulder. His body heat was rolling off of him in thick waves that only caused you to snuggle closer to him. “For me, this would be enough.”
You reached down to grab a purple grape with your finger. With slow movements, you brought the grape up to Ino’s lip. His pink plush lips parted allowed the grape to enter in.
His eyes widened in shock at the statement and you feeding him. It seemed he gave up covering his blush as his face had a pink twinge to it now. He slowly chewed the grape and stared into your eyes.
“Would this be enough for you?” You whispered slowly to him, almost too quiet that you couldn't even count it as a whisper.
You watched as Ino quickly chewed his grape and swallowed it. However, he must have not did it properly as he instantly start aggressively coughing away from you.
He held up a single finger as he coughed into his elbow. He stopped for a second, turned to you with watery eyes to nod swiftly, before going back to coughing.
This got you to laugh at his antics. Your hands went to his back to pat his back to get him to breathe. Maybe you shouldn't have asked him a question while he was eating.
“Oh gosh, I thought I was going to die for a second,” he gasped out. He let out one last cough before sucking in air. He speedily turned his body towards you, causing you to lean off of him. “Anything dealing with you is enough. We could be staring at paint dry and I would be happy.”
You couldn't help smiling at that. You lean back onto him and this time wrapped your arms around his waist. Your fingers ran across his muscular build underneath his hoodie.
“Well, then I guess this is a date?” The question sat in the air for a moment before you felt Ino nod. His hand slid around you and pulled you closer to him.
He let go of your with one arm before reaching down to grab at a strawberry. He hesitantly brought it back towards you again. This time, you happily accepted it.
“Well, since we have a lot of time until morning.” Ino began to wiggle a bit before his phone was placed between you two. “I do have a few Minecraft civilizations downloaded for us to watch.”
“Wow, dinner and entertainment. You spoil me, Ino,” you tease. A low laugh came from his chest and you loved how you could feel the vibrations travel through him.
“For you, only the best.” He leaned over and pressed a kiss onto your forehead. With a few swipes and clicks, a random video was being played. His hand returned around your waist as he readjusted himself to be close to you again.
The music played, filling the space with a calming noise. The warmth between the two of you made it so extremely comfy and being in Ino’s arm made it perfect.
The perfect first date and it's all thanks to the shitty electricity.
Me trying to blow off the dust on my writing for this Secret Santa exchange. This is for @cookiesncretins . I hope you like it and I hope you Ino lover's liked it too.
Apologies if the formatting is weird, I'm switching between Tumblr mobile and Tumblr browser
You stood at your doorway in your wrinkled pj's with only one slipper barely on your feet. The clock in the wall showed that it was around 14:15, way too early to be out of bed.
In front of you was Nanami Kento with a light flush on his face and his suit barely hanging onto his figure. One of his hands held a suitcase and the other held onto the wall outside, holding up his massive figure.
The oddity about this situation wasn't the fact that Nanami Kento was standing outside your door before the sun even considered rising. It was the fact that you haven't spoken to this man in over 4 years after graduating college. Time had slowly distanced you from each other, but on a random Tuesday it brought you back together.
“I just… I want to…please, let me stay,” he slightly slurred, staring at you with this broken gleam in his eye. The logical part of your brain didn't like to see an intoxicated man at your door so early, but your heart hurt to see your old friend like this.
You didn't respond, but you did open your door wider and step aside. Nanami slowly trudged through your door and dropped his suitcase instantly. You hesitantly shut the door behind him.
To your surprise, he managed to kick his shoes off and undo his fanciful tie. You slowly followed him as he stumbled forward into your living room.
“They want me to choose and I-I just don't know. What do I do, Y/N?” He turned to you and you could see that his eyes were beginning to turn red around the edges. You could feel your heart shatter in two.
It felt like the past where Nanami would seem to be pulled by two different worlds and he would begin to dissociate all together. Choosing instead to leave instead of facing it.
“Ken,” you whispered, walking to him. You opened your arms for him and he was quick to fall into your arms. “For tonight, you don't have to choose, but the choice will become apparent to you. You'll know the answer when the time comes.”
He felt so cold that you couldn't help rubbing your hands against his arms, trying to bring warmth and comfort to him. You have no clue how long he was wandering around in the cold air before making his way to your house.
“I'm so tired.” His arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer, trying to absorb the warmth pouring from you. It felt almost hard to breathe with his tight he was hugging you, but you didn't have the heart to tell him to let go.
“Well, you need to rest. I kept telling you that you have to rest and you're still not doing it,” you lightly scolded him. He let out a small chuckle and released the grip he had on you. All he could give in response was a boyish smile that made your breath catch.
He's changed. His face seems to have morphed from the fresh adult into a steady man. His cheek bones stood sharp and sure while his sharp eyes were now starting to get lightly crow feet from squinting, or glaring.
“Okay, we're going to do it like the old days, just this once. Go take a bath, because you need one, respectfully. Then we'll eat some cold leftover pizza I have then it's bed.” Your tone was final as the ticking on the clock told you that you didn't have time to play around with him.
You expected the typical grumble you got from college Nanami when you told him what to do, but instead Nanami almost looked happy to have someone tell him what to do. His eyes glazed over and he gave a slow nod.
Then to your slight horror, he began to stumble to your bathroom, barely missing hitting everything in a meter distance from him. It reminded you that he was completely drunk and you hoped that the shower would sober him up a bit.
“Y/n?” His head slightly turned around to stare at you through your peripheral. “I'm sorry for leaving and abandoning you.”
One hour later, Nanami was fast asleep on your shoulder, with an old TV show playing as background noise. His old clothes that you never had the heart to return were now slightly too small for him, but he managed to make it work.
It was shocking to see how much Nanami had bulked up in the last 4 years and it made you wonder if it had to do with the choice he was talking about.
Those two worlds that have been slowly consuming him since he first entered college were still present. You wanted to hate Nanami for leaving you and ghosting you after graduation, but you knew deep within your heart that it wasn't his fault.
As you looked over at his tired form leaned on you, you could see deep scars peaking from underneath the clothes. His hands were more weathered and calloused. A battle that was not only held mentally.
Your hand reached over into his damp blond hair and began to massage his scalp. Even if only for this short moment, you would be there for him.
“No matter what point in time. You can always come here.”
Hi my name is Nugget and this is one of my side blogs. I'm mid 20s and am a post grad student. I'm a huge procrastinator. I've been writing since elementary, started on Wattpad, so almost a decade at this point and I still lowkey suck at it.
Fandoms I am in: JJK, Obey Me, COD, Undertale, Noragami, One Piece, Gachikuta, Gaming Youtubers, and Tetraphilia/ Exophilia.
Things I love writing: Friends to lover, Enemies to Lover, Roomates, Slow Burn, Fluff, and I want to get into writing smut
I am open to people sending ask or just even sending me things. I am lonely.
Please leave likes, comments, and reblog my work. It makes my day.
Otherwise, here's the masterlist.
Jujustu Kaisen
Higuruma Hiromi
Office Crush Pt1
Nanami Kento
Eat You Whole
A Night Away from Home
Camp Counselor
Host Reader
