good boys that you just can’t help riding till they cry ♡ moaning, writhing and mewling under you as you drop your weight on him, the loud slapping of skin resounding in the room along with his voice and your amused chuckles. He’s cummed so many times he doesn’t know what’s going on anymore, delirious and spit bubbling from his mouth, rolled eyes, all he can pick up is the sparks of pleasure going up his body. His dick is a angry dark pink, your tight hole milking him so much he’s about to go dry. But it’s not any time soon. Because no matter how overstimulated, how much he cries, he is definitely not done anytime soon, the amount of cum he just spurt out is proof of that.
🐇- armin, chuuya, dazai, atsushi, ranpo, poe, angel devil, choso, gojo, grim/casper (adwd), jinshi, izuku (adult), tomioka, rengoku, MAYBE MAYBEEEE katsuki (adult and after fighting to convince him), amajiki, kaneki, reigen, kurapika, shinichiro, link (tloz), sebastian (stardew)
authors note: hi guys! Thank u for 300 followers and I’m sorry for not writing for so long. if u guys have other character suggestions please let me know! I don’t think these characters are solely subs but are willing to sub, I will write again soon! Also this isn’t edited I will edit any grammar mistakes soon :)
special thanks to my friend for helping me choose the characters 🫶
Authors note: f!reader, sort of subby character? It’s fluff bro. But like the kinda “I need you” fluff.
Summary: he loves the feeling of your lips. Like ALOT.
How did he find himself in this situation? Bodies pressed closely together, yearning for the warmth and comfort that blossomed from each considerate touch. The sensation of your lips meeting his own as they intertwined flawlessly to a silent yet exquisite melody.
The rustling of clothing, the brief pauses from the kiss, the tone of your voice, and the heavy breaths as you sought to reclaim his lips once more. “C’mere…I wanna feel more of you.” God, He knew he was so fucked. What had he done to be worthy of such a stunning woman?
The way your hands would glide beneath his shirt, gently caressing and feeling the softness of his skin. “Baby…please…”, he felt himself shiver with each spark of electricity from every affectionate gesture, something he had not anticipated from himself. Then you spoke again, “Just relax for me, let me love you, okay?” And fuck, did he want that. He wanted that so badly, so badly he would let his mind relinquish all control over to you.
Although the sensation of you was one he cherished deeply, what he adored most about these fleeting moments you shared was the way you looked at him. Your eyes… the way they regarded him as if he were the most beautiful thing in your world. How could he not be captivated and enchanted by you? You had him completely under your spell, and you were fully aware of it.
With him perfectly positioned against the headboard of the bed, his legs slightly parted for you to effortlessly slide in and kiss him into oblivion. If this were a dream, he wished never to awaken. Not ever. Not until he could no longer breathe.
Perhaps it was the way you didn’t merely kiss his lips. Perhaps it was the attention you paid to every part of his face. His nose, his forehead, his cheeks—nothing was left untouched. Even the corners of his mouth received your affection. “You’re so beautiful, baby…” Your words cause his already flushed face to become an even darker shade of red. You were offering him every bit of love you possessed, and that meant the world to him.
The soft groans, the faint moans, the urgent grasps at you—your arms, thighs, ass—everything. He simply desired you near, wishing this moment would never end. The instant you nibbled on his bottom lip was when he comprehended the depth of his desire for you. The extent to which he wished to be intertwined with you.
Just as your lips did, your tongues engaged in a dance, each vying for control. The struggle was futile on his part, as his longing for you intensified. Whatever you wished to do to him, he would willingly accept.
You gently pull back, eliciting a soft whine from him. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, small gasps escaping him along with a light swallow of saliva. He was genuinely breathless. But it wasn’t enough. Why end this moment so soon? Did he do something wrong? You merely chuckled at the adorable pout on his face before placing a thumb at the bottom of his lips, locking eyes with him and captivating him once more. “…Don’t you think I should give you a little breather?”
He casts a fleeting glance in your direction before shaking his head in disapproval. That’s not what he wants, not at all. What he truly longs for is for you to whisk him away from this moment. "No!…no, I don’t need to breathe," he murmurs, his voice softer than you expected.
Perhaps he truly needed this moment of stillness. "I just…I just need you. Please. Kiss me…" And the way he looked at you, his eyes glistening with a desperate urgency, as if he could not survive without the touch of your lips on his, made your heart swell with emotion. How could you possibly deny him when he reached out to you with such fervor?
So, you leaned in and kissed him once more. Then again. And again. And again. Until you both found yourselves gasping for air, enveloped in each other's warm embrace.
why tf I'm only finding smut of everything, i want to read a good hurt/comfort, angst or fluff but i only find sex, I hate that it's the most popular thing and the one people write about the most ರ╭╮ರ
like, I'm always grateful of what people write, but sometimes i just need to disconnect from everything and read something sweet, something that stings just right. and I've already read the same 6 things from my notes a thousand times (｡•́︿•̀｡)
⤿ contents. sub character, dacryphilia, orgasm denial, this used to be another character but i changed it to this lovely chimpanzee. this contains mature content, read at your own discretion.
⤿ thoughts. IM GONNA DESTROY HIS HAIRY MANLY GLORY BOX GET HIM AWAY FROM ME
Contrary to that laid-back, always prepared and witty demeanor, reigen can't let go. He holds his head up high, all while disregarding his own emotions. But you're so patient and so understanding with him.
It's surprising that you're still around, not that he's complaining. Sometimes, he wishes you'd hurt him so he can feel worthy of the love you give. The worst he can get as punishment out of you is silence.
But those rare times when he's on his best (read: better than usual) behavior, he gets to ask for anything.
He looked up at you through his lashes, a brow raised as if he was daring you to do something. His chest moved up and down harder as he squirmed around in his sweats, the bulge an obvious sign of what he wants.
He knows you want him to say it. He nearly scrunches his hair up in humiliation.
No way.
Your fingers tease him by running down his body, feathering over his v-line and tracing the imprint in his pants.
"H-hey." He glares weakly at your hands, his hips bucking up in the air as if it will it to move. "If-if you don't stop.. I'll leave..."
As if. Reigen thinks that if you stop, he'll go crazy.
You smile, cooing upon seeing his blown opened pupils, you could barely even see the beautiful brown color of them. His eyes widen when you palm him through his sweats, his body going red from the impact. "Look at the state of you.. you don't want me to stop-"
You push his shirt past his chest and he quickly gets the hint to hold it up for you, wrinkling the hem so tightly within his hold.
His pathetic attempt to shut down this allegation quickly died down when his eyes meet yours. The look you're giving him makes him shudder with pleasure.
Like you adore him.
You look so pretty kneeling in between his knees, his pants sporting a bigger pool of his precum as he twitches in them.
"-Right?" You mumbled with a tilt of your head.
He lets go of his shirt and runs his shaky hands down his stomach, no longer being able to stand this teasing. A groan is ripped out of his throat as you lightly grip onto his wrist and pull them away, pining them down on either side of his body.
You release his wrist and give him a pointed stare. "Keep still, rei'."
He could really only focus on your eyes. those pretty, gentle eyes of yours - looking at him like he's a god, someone to respect. He practically melts when your warm hand runs up his inner thigh to his hips, purposely avoiding his bulge.
You pull the band of his sweatpants back before watching them snap back in place. He jolts, timidly bucking into his pants and, in his way, your shirt, adding onto his desperation.
You lean down to press wet, open-mouthed kisses down his plushy stomach. His leg tenses and twitches, hands trembling so much he has to ball them up so you don't notice (a little too late, honestly), "I promise I'll make you feel so good."
Oh god, how he wants wants to be good. Just for tonight, only for you, just you.
So, he puts down his pride for just a couple of worthless seconds and swallows nervously.
"Touch me," He whispers, blood rushing down his nape. "...please."
"What's that?" You hum. Reigen grits his teeth, you know exactly what he's talking about. You're not dumb and surely, as far as he's aware, not deaf.
But he doesn't want to loose this.
A shiver runs down his spine, "touch me all over."
A trembling hand of his reaches down to lightly graze his boner, jumping at the contact. "Here [name], please."
He ignores the grin on your face and opts to place his hand back in place beside of him, taking ahold of the thin sheet underneath him.
He won.
He wasn't sure what he expected, but it wasn't this - his body stiffening and shaking like a leaf by your touch as you forced him to at least try to stay still.
You were denying him his right to come!
"Look at me," you grip his jaw in your hand. He's almost tempted to gasp in shock, "Don't take your eyes off of me."
You remove your hand and return it back to his chest, which is heaving rapidly, up and down, his breathing out of his control. While he isn't loud, his body says all he can't say. Filthy things he would never vocalize.
"Don't you like me, reigen?" he gives a weak nod, his tongue peaking out to lick and nip at his lips. You're sure he mumbled something along the lines 'love you s'much', but his rambling became incoherent at this point. "So look at me.."
His eye lids flutter shut without meaning to. His body fails to listen to his commands.
"Look at me, or i'll stop." You nearly prove your threat when he takes a second too long to respond. Your hold on him slowly loosening, until reigen quickly recovered to meet your eye.
"I'm looking!" he grunts out in a whiny tone, drawn out and breathy moans escaping him. "M'looking, okay?!"
"[Name]-" he tried calling out, except it came out as a broken and barely audible whimper. He tried again but got the same result as the last. His head was lolling to the side, fingers gripping the sheets with all his might.
You let this slide for the moment.
"[Na-], [name]!" he panted out, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head as his eyelids close shut. White blinded his vision, it's as if he's going blind!
He hears a laugh from you. You're so close yet you sound so far away, muffled. You click your tongue softly, "aw, you can't even say my name properly!"
His body convulses with pleasure, and it worries you a bit when you spot his knuckles turning white from his grip on the sheet. His veins were practically popping out!
"Want me to slow down?" You muttered softly, tracing your name on his skin as if marking him. The thought only spurred him on.
"Uh-huh.." he fights back weakly, his hips twitching, faster and deeper into your warm hand contradict his argument.
You smile at his cute antics and take his hand within your grasp. It's warm and clammy and you don't care when he starts gripping on it like its his lifeline.
"My pretty boy," Reigen mewls, his orange bangs, are sweaty and stuck to his forehead. He couldn't hold back his whine when you flick your wrist, thumbing his leaking slit.
He wants to cum.
He sniffles, nose red, his pretty eyes staring into yours with a shy look. He's gonna cry...
Cry, cry, cry.
You prayed, squeezing your thighs together as his eyes water.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.
Reigen begged with himself, unfortuantly, once he starts crying, he won't be able to stop.
His lips threaten to tremble.
"It's okay," reigen lets out a heavy breath of air. It almost sounds like a sob. "Let it out."
He thinks you're talking about his need to come. but when he takes notice of the small crazed glint in your eye, his own practically ends up having heart shapes in his.
He loves it.
Before he realized, tears had leaked out from his eyes and his flushed face. A sob tumbling past his red and swollen lips as you reach down to touch yourself over your clothes at the sight. He's crying!
"So pretty," you slur out, quickening your pace around him. "Love seeing you like this."
Reigen's shoulders quiver as he curls into himself, a series of 'ah, ahn, nngh's following. His hips loosing their fast paced rythmn and weakly bucking up as he decides to let you do the rest of the work.
He twists and turns, chest heaving and stuttering as silent cries leave him. He's having trouble breathing -
He's gonna die.
He really is gonna die.
Oh my god!
Just as he was on the verge of orgasm you pull away, hand going back on him only to give him a light pat on the head as if he was your dog.
Huh?
This causes his breath to quicken, frustration and desperation being thrown in the mix of his frustrated sobs.
His heart drops when you stand up to get ready for his aftercare. you still look down at his shaking figure with adoration, but the difference now is that he's staring up at your looming figure as if you were the god now.
police comes to arrest boyfriend!reigen arataka for tax fraud while you're pegging him ꒰ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ
cw: mdni, crack, pegging, praising
When your boyfriend finally agreed to let you peg him, your eyes were shining with excitement. You gave him a fat kiss on the lips and got up from the bed to run to the wardrobe, pulling out the strap you bought a few weeks ago.
"You already have it?!" he said in surprise, his cheeks flushed and arms hugging his legs like he was protecting himself.
"Yup," you nodded, climbing the bed and straddling his lap. You smushed his cheeks in your hands, making him pout at you without wanting to. You kissed his duck-like lips again. "Wanna do it now?"
Reigen's throat bobbed as he swallowed. His eyes flicked from your face to the harness in your hand and he let out a shaky little laugh that didn't hide the nerves.
"Yeah… okay. Yeah. Let's… do it."
You grinned so wide it almost hurt and kissed him again, tasting the way his breath hitched. Then you slid off his lap and stood at the edge of the bed.
"Get naked, baby," you said softly, tugging at the hem of his shirt.
He lifted his arms obediently, letting you pull the fabric up and over his head. You tossed it aside and went for his pants next. Reigen lifted his hips to help, face burning red the entire time. When he was left in just his boxers you paused, palms resting on his thighs.
"You too," he mumbled, voice small.
You stripped out of your own clothes without looking away from him. Shirt first, then pants, panties and bras last. His eyes tracked every movement. When you picked up the harness and stepped into it, adjusting the straps around your hips, Reigen's breath audibly caught.
He stared.
"You look…" He cleared his throat. "You look really good. Kinda makes me feel naked."
You laughed under your breath and climbed back onto the bed, crawling over him until the strap rested heavy against his thigh. The weight of it made him flinch, then go still.
"You are naked, Rei."
You leaned down and kissed him, letting your tongue slide against his while the toy pressed between your bodies. His hands came up to your waist, higher, then lower again because he couldn't decide where to put them.
"Doggy or mating press?" you asked, mouth pressed against his.
Reigen blinked up at you. "I… I don't know. I've never… I mean, I don't have a preference yet. You pick?"
You brushed a strand of hair off his forehead.
"Mating press then. I wanna see that pretty face of yours the whole time.”
His ears went pink. "Don't say it like that."
You didn't give him time to protest, you guided him onto his back properly, gently pushed his legs up toward his chest. He let you, thighs trembling a little under your hands.
"Hold them for me,” you said. "Just like that. Good."
Reigen hooked his hands behind his knees, keeping himself open. You could see how nervous he still was: the soft twitch of his cock against his stomach, the way his toes curled, the quick little breaths he kept taking.
You reached for the lube you'd set on the nightstand earlier and warmed some between your fingers. You settled between his spread thighs and pressed one slick finger against him, circling slowly.
"Don't forget to breathe," you whispered, kissing his inner thigh. "I've got you."
He nodded, eyes locked on yours. When the first finger pushed in he made a startled sound, hips twitching.
"You're doing so good already." You worked him open carefully, adding a second finger only when he started to relax around the first. "Feel okay?"
"Uh, yeah... It's so weird." A nervous chuckle escaped him. "I was expecting you to just... y'know. Go for it."
"I'm not gonna hurt you." You scissored your fingers slowly, watching his face for every reaction. "Tell me if anything feels off."
"Nothing's off." His voice cracked a little when you curled your fingers. "Fuck. Okay. That's… yeah."
You kept talking him through it, praising every small sound he made, every time his hips rolled down to meet your hand. By the time you had three fingers moving easily inside him he was flushed all the way down his chest, cock leaking against his stomach, legs still held obediently open.
You pulled your fingers free and slicked the strap thoroughly, then lined yourself up. The blunt head pressed against him and his eyes went wide.
"Ready?"
He nodded quickly. "Yeah. Go slow, please."
"I will."
You pushed in carefully, watching his face the entire time. The moment the head slipped past the tight ring of muscle he gasped, head tipping back against the pillows. You paused, letting him adjust, one hand stroking up and down his thigh.
"You're taking it so well," you told him. "So open for me already."
"Sh-Shut up," he breathed, but there was no heat in it. His fingers tightened behind his knees. "Keep going. Please."
You sank in inch after inch until you were fully seated inside him. The weight of the harness pressed your hips flush against his ass. Reigen was shaking lightly, breathing in short little bursts.
"Full?" you asked, caressing his hair.
"Very." He laughed weakly. "Really, really full. You're… big. Or the toy is. Whatever."
You stayed still for a long moment, just letting him feel it, running your hands over his thighs and hips, leaning down to kiss the inside of one knee.
"Move. Please move," Reigen begged, cheeks flushed and mouth half-open.
You started with tiny rolls of your hips at first, barely pulling out before sliding back in. Reigen's mouth fell open on a quiet moan, afraid of being too loud or embarrassing. You kept the pace gentle, watching every flicker of expression that crossed his face.
"You're so pretty like this," you whispered, scratching under his ear. "Taking my cock so well."
"Your cock," he repeated, dazed. But he moaned again when you thrust a little deeper. "Fuck yeah, okay. Your nghh cock."
You told him he was doing amazing every time his body clenched around the strap as you kept the rhythm steady and deep, never rushing, never pushing harder than he could take.
"R-Right there," he gasped, voice high and wrecked.
"Is that the spot?" you asked with a tiny smirk, hitting it back again.
"Yes! Feels s'good please don't hah- don't stop," he begged, clenching around you, swallowing the strap deper
You leaned over him, bracing one hand by his head, the other still guiding his leg. His cock bounced against his stomach with every thrust, leaking steadily. You watched his face the whole time, the way his mouth stayed open, the way his eyes fluttered half-shut in pure pleasure.
"You're so perfect like this baby," you praised, giving his cock a soft slap.
That made him moan loud, head snapping back and back arching.
"P-Please, go harder. I can take it."
You gave him exactly that, fucking him a little deeper, a little firmer. The wet sound of the lube filled the room along with his desperate noises. He was completely gone for it, hips trying to push back against you even in the position.
"So good for me, right? You're the best boy ever, aren't you, Rei?"
"I am," he whimpered.
The two of you were so wrapped up in each other that the first loud knock on the door barely registered. Reigen's eyes fluttered open for half a second.
"Ignore it," he whispered, voice hoarse. "Whoever it is can wait."
You kept rocking into him, watching the pleasure twist across his face. Another series of hard knocks rattled the door.
Then a voice shouted from the hallway.
"POLICE! OPEN UP!"
Reigen's whole body tensed under you. "What the hell? Just… just ignore them. They're probably at the wrong apartment. Don't stop, I'm so close, I-"
The knocking turned into heavy pounding.
"OPEN THE DOOR NOW OR WE'RE COMING IN!"
You froze mid-thrust, the strap still buried deep inside him. Reigen's eyes went wide with panic and leftover lust at the same time.
"No, no, no, keep going," he begged, hips bucking up. "Please, just a little more. They're bluffing. They have to be bluffing."
"Reigen, what the fuck is goin-"
The door exploded inward with a loud crack of wood and metal. Uniformed officers flooded into the bedroom in a sudden rush of noise and motion. You scrambled backward on pure instinct, the strap slipping free of Reigen with a wet sound that felt painfully loud in the sudden chaos. You grabbed for the nearest sheet, heart slamming against your ribs.
Reigen was still on his back, legs open, completely naked, cock hard and shiny with precum, the whole scene frozen in the worst possible second.
"Hands where we can see them!" one of the officers barked.
You screamed, pure startled terror, clutching the sheet to your chest. Reigen tried to sit up, tried to cover himself with his hands, face burning redder than it had ever been during the entire night.
"What the fuck is this?!" he shouted, voice high with panic. "You can't just break in! We're not doing anything illegal!"
One of the officers stepped forward, already pulling out cuffs. "Reigen Arataka, you're under arrest for tax fraud. Multiple counts. You have the right to remain silent."
"Tax fraud?!" Your voice cracked. "Reigen! I told you I'd help you with them, you moron!"
They hauled him up off the bed anyway. He was still completely naked, cock bobbing as they forced his arms behind his back. He twisted in their grip, looking over his shoulder at you with wide, desperate eyes.
"Babe, don't just stand there!" he yelled, his head turning back to you. "Get me out of this! Tell them I didn't do anything!"
The room was pure chaos. Officers moving around the bed, one of them bagging the harness and the lube like evidence, another reading rights over Reigen's continued shouting. You stood there shaking, sheet wrapped tight around yourself, watching them drag your naked boyfriend toward the broken doorway while he kept turning his head to look at you.
"Please!" he screamed one last time, echoing in the hall. "Bail me out! I'll explain everything later, just get me out!"
The last thing you saw was his bare ass as they marched him out of the apartment, still yelling about how this had to be a misunderstanding and how you needed to call a lawyer right now.
