*crashes into your inbox with my angsty ass head cannons like a drunk rhinoceros*
-Shinra doesn’t know how to handle positive physical touch sometimes due to trauma from haijima experiments
-Lisa will sometimes wonder why Vulcan still loves her even after the Giovanni fiasco
-Arthur hates being alone due to his abandonment issues, and will often follow a random member of the eighth around just so he’s not alone
-Ogun occasionally gets upset that he’s still at company four, because his two best friends are at the eighth and he misses them
:(
-That'd make so many interactions with Obi so comforting, the poor baby. But I absolutely love this, I also think that he'd hate when people touch below his knee, not that it'd happen much. Awe, I could imagine Obi setting his hand on Shinra's shoulder and Shinra's smile stretches and he flinches back.
-I personally think she'd also have horrendous nightmares in the middle of the night about Vulcan and the 8th turning on her, and it all being a trick. Maybe even sometimes she feels the ghosts of bugs crawling over her skin. And every time, Vulcan is there calming her down. And all she can think is "why, after I betrayed you? What if I do it again?"
-YES, but it'd be extremely subtle, and the 8th are the only ones who've picked up on this (and Ogun, can't forget the goat). I feel like at first, they thought it was arthur being dumb until Licht picked up on it. It'd be funny too if he didn't realize that not wanting to be alone wasn't normal.
-I never really thought about that, imagine what it'd be like if all 3 of them were together. Absolutely unstoppable. Anyway, imagine if he were to wish that he could call (or smth close to that) them because the 4th is boring without the 2 wildcards around.
Also, I will get to that other ask. Just havent had the motivation to draw for this fandom...
It was mid slumber when you felt pleasurable tightness in that hole of yours. You relished in the feeling of someone’s fingers driving in and out of that forbidden goodness. Incubus this and succubus that, if it was in fact a wet dream then you would do anything to stay asleep but as the feeling became more intense and everything squeezed together you could feel yourself being pulled out of your sleep by some sick twisted love fantasy.
There he was, giggling up a storm by the way you squirmed with his digits pumping frantically inside you. Curling and twisting and scraping your walls, his strong arm wrapped under your back as it emerged from the other side to cup and twirl on your morning hardened nipples before taking one between his teeth. Imminent release on the horizon.
“Good morning, pretty lady. How’d you sleep?” He sighed in your ear, the warmth of his breath ignited your soberness. You liked the feeling but something made you attempt to move away, he teasingly licked your shoulder.
“Huh? Don’t you like this? C’mon now, I thought you said you wanted to try something new.” You did say that.
You stood no chance of fighting him back, but you also enjoyed this, so much more than you ever wanted to admit. His ankle hooked on yours and spread your legs open, allowing him more access to your sopping cunt. To fully allow him to ravage your insides with just the measly tools of his fingers. He smirked knowing how much the act of fingering alone could easily topple you over the edge and he got excited. And you, too groggy yet too full with desire to resist. When he finished wreaking havoc, his digits that were once in your hole now tittering on your clit.
“Make a mess for me baby doll, it’s laundry day, anyway.” With that, you did.
Summary: The contents of your secret stash escaped like curses from Pandora's Box. After years of waiting, Obi decided not to hold himself back anymore.
Warning: 18+ content, fingering, oral sex (male receiving), mutual masturbation, use of a dildo, mentions of other sex toys.
Words: 2296
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"Captain Obi!" you shouted like a kid calling the attention of your Captain all the way from his office, glowering at Shinra and Arthur, who were fighting inside your room. Initially, the three of you were looking for a movie to watch for the coming weekend. It started when Shinra picked up a film with a puzzled look on his face, and Arthur butted in, asking whether the story was about a hero or a knight. Of course, Shinra insisted it was about a hero, so their stupid fight about which one is better followed.
Obi entered the crowded room wearing his usual black shirt and the upper part of his orange jumpsuit tied on his waist. "What's wrong?" looking up at you, who was standing on a stool trying to reach the top of your dresser. "Captain! Those kids freaking threw the movie above my closet," glaring at the two who weren't even trying to help you get it. Arthur folded his arms in front. "But it's not a good movie if it's not about a knight."
"Hm?"
"a Knight King; it's not good if it's not about a Knight King." Arthur immediately corrected himself.
"Alright, get out now." Obi placed his hands at their backs and shoved them outside your room. "I hope Captain Shinmon beats you to death later in your training!" you shouted before Obi finally closed the door.
"Who's being a kid now?" He chuckled, looking at you, still trying to reach the top with your petite frame. He liked the view; with your arm stretched like that, the outline of your curves is perfectly seen. From your chest to your small waist down to your hips that bounce each time you tiptoe.
He gotta admit, the thought crossed his mind for several occasions now. What would your lips taste like, how your body would feel against his, or you crying his name. "Obi, are you not going to help me?" you pouted cutely, looking at him with those puppy eyes. His thoughts stopped when you called him, and he was grateful for the interruption; otherwise, he would definitely get a boner from what he was imagining.
"Careful," holding your hand to assist you from coming down the stool. It took Obi a couple of seconds with his height to reach the film you were hopelessly trying to get. He raised one of his eyebrows, looking at it. "Titanic? Seriously? and they thought it was about a hero and a knight?" you rolled your eyes. "I don't know how their brains work." Your laughs filled the room, but it was shortly replaced by the sound of the wood cracking. The stool couldn't hold the buffed Captain's weight causing him to slip and bump against your drawer. The impact was heavy enough to topple the box above, landing in the man who was brushing his head from the fall.
When faced with an Infernal, your body's fight-or-flight response switch quickly turns on. But in this case, when your secret stash lands perfectly in Obi's lap, your entire body freezes. Oh god. It took you a couple of seconds to realize what was happening before finally making a move. Kneeling to his side and shoving the toys back in the container like curses that escaped from Pandora's box.
Obi was stunned. You've been friends for years, and he didn't know you had it in you. For him, well, even Hinawa agrees that you had this innocence in the air around you. He always felt guilty lusting after you because of that. He couldn't even make a move on you because he thought it would appear like he was preying after you. But you are not as innocent as he thought; I don't need to hold back anymore then.
The room grew quiet, with only the clattering of your sexual devices can be heard. Obi was just watching you hurriedly clean up the mess, and you were pleading to the Sun god to turn back time even for just a few moments. The silence was killing you, and Obi was the one who broke it. Looking at the fuzzy cuffs, vibrator, whip, and plugs that were scattered on the floor, he asked, "Since when were you into those?"
Since you started with the 8th. You were busy training to improve your pyrokinesis, so you won't fall behind the third generation. Dating was out of the equation, but it doesn't mean you don't want to get laid. Buying those was more efficient when you realized you had to invest time in a night out just to get someone in your pants. You know your body better than any stranger anyways, and just thinking about how you have to show them how you like to do it is taxing.
Words won't come out of your mouth, not knowing where to begin. "Were you that desperate for a dick?" He stood up and went to the door. You couldn't meet his face, afraid to see disappointment or disgust in it. You thought it was nice of him to just leave and save you from the embarrassment of having to explain until you heard the lock click.
You looked over your shoulders, but your eyes widened when they were met with the prominent swelling that formed in Obi's pants. He's... hard? You gazed up at him, and he bent down to cup your chin. "It's your fault I'm this hard, you know." Grabbing one of your arms, he pulled you up. "Sit." He said, looking at the well-made bed covered in white sheets.
You sat on your mattress obediently, placing the box you were holding in the corner of your bed as your feet fidget on the floor from nervousness. Is Obi mad? He grabbed a chair, placing it less than a meter to sit in front of you. Seeing how huge the bulge in between his thighs made you blush.
"Show me then," he ordered. "Show me how you use these toys to fuck yourself." Your body trembled at the thought of Obi watching you as you felt the heat start forming between your legs. At first, you thought he wasn't serious, but he began to lower his own pants, finally releasing the ache from his throbbing length.
"Are you going to undress, or should I strip you?" You gulped. He was usually kind and sweet when he talked to you, and now filthy words are coming out of his mouth, but you don't hate this side of him. In fact, you like it. You started unbuttoning your shirt, revealing your breasts that were barely covered by a lacy fabric. You gracefully stood up, slipping your shorts down, in one smooth movement, with your panties that had a darker color from being soaked by your wetness.
Sitting back down, your upper body is now left partially covered by your unbuttoned shirt and bra with a totally exposed bottom. It was a lethal combination, an erotic view that made Obi's cock erect harder as he started to pump it slow.
You can feel his sharp stare on your skin, sending chills to your horny body. You grabbed a silicon dildo from the box, sensually opening your legs. Shifting his view from your rounded breast, following your left hand as they glided in one of your thighs, slowly until it reached your folds, parting them and letting your fingertips play over your glistening core.
Your naked body was exposed to him. He could see your luscious nub and the dampness of your center. Increasing the speed of his strokes, Obi grunted at the lewd scene he was watching.
You positioned the rounded head of the silicon toy near your already wet entrance, inserting just the tip slowly in your opening, then pulling it out again. Repeating the movement a few times, enough to lubricate the toy with your sex. You moaned as you inserted it entirely but slowly in your slit. "Oh shit," Obi said under his breath as he watched the dildo disappear inside you, pumping his own length faster.
You began to move it firmly and deeper within your folds until your hips started moving with the rhythm. You wanted to close your eyes from the ecstasy that was filling you, but they were fixed on Obi's hard dick. Seeing that he's enjoying himself as he watches you get off drives you closer to your climax.
He saw you gripped one hand on the white sheet as you repeatedly pounded the dil inside, rubbing against your walls. Now he was jealous of how that thing can make you whimper in pleasure. He wanted to touch you more, get a taste of your soaking bud, imagining it was him inside you instead. Stroking faster, he groaned at his own release; some of his white cum spilled on your stomach while you tensed up, falling on your back, crying in your own orgasm.
Obi stood up, breathing heavily as he stepped towards you, looking at your weakened body lying on the bed. Without allowing your brain to catch up with your pleasure, you shuddered as he pulled the toy out of your sensitive entrance, tossing it at the side. "Clean it." Holding his dick that was wet from his own cum.
You got up submissively, feeling the warm liquid flow at the side of your belly. Seeing his member closer, and despite cumming earlier, he was still huge. You grabbed the base of his length with your right hand, and you felt his cock twitch when the tip entered your mouth. "Fuck." you heard him say under his heavy breaths as you circle it with your tongue. He grabbed the back of your head, guiding it in and out of his length.
Obi could just shove his dick inside you and get it over with, but he doesn't want this to end quickly. He waited long, so he could finally taste you. He'll make sure your body will remember every time you see him and beg for him to fuck you.
You pulled away from his to fill your lungs with air, "Obi, I-" he kissed you. Giving you plenty of time to pull away if you didn't want it, and when you didn't, he placed his hand behind your head to deepen the kiss. He licked your lips, asking for permission to enter, and you gave a small opening that was immediately explored by his hot tongue.
He broke the kiss so you could finally catch your breath while he turned his attention to your neck. Trailing the sides with his tongue, going up to nibble your ears, causing a soft moan to escape your mouth. "I didn't know you had it in you," he said, "If I did, I would've done this a long time ago." your cheeks felt warm. Obi has always wanted to fuck you, and you are no different.
He brushed your already erected nipples with his thumb and bent down to tease them with his tongue, making you whimper. "If you don't want this, I can stop." You shook your head. "I-I don't hate it," you muttered quietly to yourself, forming a smile on his face.
He pushed your back against the soft mattress, shifting some of his weight as he sat on your thighs that allowed his cock to nudge your core. "Damn, Y/N, you're soaking wet," He started drawing circles on your clit with his thumb. "So, who were you thinking of while you get off on those toys?" He smirked at you. "Y-you," moaning as he inserted his fingers in. "I-I was thinking of you, Obi." He's enjoying the way you quiver as he fuck you with his hands, seeing your thighs shaking in pleasure.
"You always call me by my name when we're alone," he grunted in disapproval. You groaned when he removed his digits swiftly, letting all the fluid come out of your slit. "Akitaru, please, more," you begged.
He spread your legs and pressed your knees near your chest. "Don't worry, I won't stop. I'll fuck you until you cry my name over and over again." He hovered his body above you, lining his shaft in your entrance, finally thrusting his entire length inside. The stretch was painful, but the intense pleasure overwhelmed you.
Your body quivered each time he slid himself fully inside you. One hand cupping your breast, the other holding your thighs so he can keep grinding against you. His fullness was too much to bear, making you moan harder. "Akitaru, you are so-" you gasped. "ah, fuck, you are so good."
Your mind was going blank as you allowed yourself to be dominated by him. You didn't even have to tell him how you wanted to do it; he was that good. With every thrust hitting that sensitive spot, he felt you clench your walls around his shaft, moaning his name as your orgasm weakened your entire body. He kept fucking you until he felt his own spasm, withdrawing his dick and releasing his load in your stomach.
The sound of his heavy breaths mixed in perfect harmony with your own pants. He lay down beside you, and both of you stayed still for a few minutes before he grabbed the tissue on your bedside table to clean his cum off you.
"If it weren't for the fuss earlier, this wouldn't happen," you said as you lifted your body. "I guess I should thank those two-"
Your words trailed off as you saw Obi take a blindfold and the fuzzy cuffs out of the box.
...Or not?
"What? Shouldn't we go through the rest as well?" smiling with a mischief look in his eyes. You gulped. It's gonna be a long night, huh?
The vibrato rumbled in his chest and you could feel it, too via your big mounds. You could hear him clearly, but you couldn’t pinpoint where his voice was coming from. Then you felt a fleeting mist of hot and cold fanning your earlobes. Then you realized he was snuggling in the small crevice of space lying dormant between your jawline and the prominence of your collarbone. His hips grinded intensely, drilling deep into your cunt without a single care in the world.
He could barely hold on to his composure. Being away from you for way too damn long. 2 days might have been okay, 3 was pushing it, but now he was gone for a month. Being celibate for more than a few days would have been torture for him, so he found himself pumping his cock to those promiscuous pictures you secretly sent him during his sleep when you miss him.
“Maybe I was away for too long, but fuck, your pussy feels like heaven every fucking time, doll. For the past 2 years I was fucking you nonstop, yet you stay tightly wrapped around my cock like thirsty bitch. I’m not complaining though.” His words were like confectionary, falling into your ears and you were still in a sexed haze.
He got handsy and rummaged atop the skin of your body, running his fingers carelessly across the small bumps, the dip of your stretch marks and the cute love handles. When the thread of his resolved thinned and he moaned something of damn near pornography. Your cervix tasted sex again and it was hungry for his seeds. His lips found yours. But this time he was neither crude or loud, he was slow, gentle, caressing every part of your body that he skipped over mere seconds ago.
“You are the absolute most beautiful being I’ve ever gotten the chance to kindle with.”
Iwaizumi Hajime, Choso Kamo, Akitaru Obi, Roy Mustang, Eren Yaeger, Rin Matsuoka, Semi Eita, Miya Osamu, Levi Ackerman, Chrollo Lucilfer, Gojo Satoru, Hawks, Konro, Chuuya Nakahrara
Just think about this for a second. Just a second of your time PLEASE!
Beefy arms around your waist and sway you rhythmically to the music in the background as he hums the tunes in your hair. He doesn’t stop even when the music does.
“You’re my serendipitous song that will always continue playing.”
