contrary to popular belief, nagi actually has trouble sleeping some nights. he’ll toss and turn, writhing in the sheets beside you.
“mmh…”
you hear him groan from a few feet away, and you know that when he gets like this, there’s really only one way to help him.
“sei? baby?” you sit up, gently caressing his hair with his back turned to you in a fetal position. “can’t sleep, honey?”
he hums in approval before turning around and nuzzling against the pillow, looking at you with such saddened eyes that you can’t help but lift up your shirt.
“you want—!”
you haven’t even finished talking as nagi pounces on your chest, sucking like his life depended on it. his tongue swirls in circles around your nipple, one hand caressing the free breast as the other practically drowns in his saliva.
“mmh… sho gfood…” he mutters, pulling back to stare. nagi takes in the sight of your bare tits for a second before diving back in, this time switching as he sucks. “i lovfe…”
“nghh—! i know, baby, i know. you love it, m–mhm—?” you rake your nails lightly across his scalp, massaging his head as he moans.
“mhm… thank you, mommy.”
his eyes are closed as he nuzzles impossibly further, trying to take the entire thing in. nagi’s insatiable—hungry, even—as he pulls back and squeezes you together before burying himself in between your breasts.
“shit—! f–fuck, baby, you’re so rough… a–aahh, it hurts…” you moan, gripping onto his hair as you pull.
but this does little to console nagi, who only looks up at you through his lashes before licking in between your breasts and working his way to your nipple, biting lightly as he maintains eye contact.
“b–baby…”
“does mommy feel good?” he asks, nuzzling back in passionately as he continues alternating between your tits. “i wanna make mommy feel good…”
your moans intensify as he begins humping you through your clothes. the layers of fabric do little to contain his hard, angry cock as he grinds against your core.
“yes, baby, momm– aah..! mommy, mommy feels so so good right now, my love. keep– fuck, fuck..! oh my g– nagi…! please don’t stop, baby!”
needless to say, neither of you got much sleep that night. but hey, quality over quantity, right?
mikage reo ,, nagi seishirō ,, itoshi sae ,, oliver aiku ,, michael kaiser
request. would you write bllk headcanons of their favorite way to fuck us completely dumb? it can have any characters just please add reo.
content. afab!reader, pussy eating, praise, edging, overstimming, mindbreaking, degrading, spitting, size kink, manhandling, spanking, hair pulling, breath play, choking, characters are in their 20s
玲王 ⸻ reo × teasing
don’t get me wrong, he still absolutely loves to give you the princess treatment, however .. the amount of teasing and edging he does is enough to drive you insane. he just loves loves loves to hear you beg, and you just look and sound so pretty while doing it.
he’s at his worst when he’s eating you out, completely addicted to the way you tremble under his touch when he doesn’t give you what you want, kissing your tummy, biting at your thighs, locking his big hands behind your knees to keep your legs spread for him. definitely has cum just from eating you out before.
reo has you in missionary, and he almost pulls all the way out ; slowly letting his pretty pink tip catch on your tight entrance before rubbing his head through your slick folds, just to watch how you beg and grasp for him.
“r-reo, p-please,” you sob, “m’always so fucking good for you, please just make me cum, I’m so fucking close, please!” glittering tears fall down your gorgeous face, your long lashes wet and your pretty eyes glistening and entirely focused on him.
“sorry, princess. can’t spoil you too much, m’always giving you exactly what you want. jus’want to hear you cry for me …” reo sighs, already relenting to his perfect girl, “fuck … I’m obsessed with you.”
誠士郎 ⸻ seishirō × overstim
is this a hot take bc he’s so lazy? sure, he loves quickies and morning head, but I just feel like once he’s into a session, it’ll be multiple rounds of overstim until you can hardly speak or think. just cute cries and mumbles of how much he’s stretching you open and how good it all feels. you’re his girl, after all, and he’ll hyperfixate on you the same way he will with soccer and video games. he just has so much more stamina than you. :c
“s-sei..” you swallow thickly, whining, “can’t, s’too much.”
nagi tilts his head, and he’s so adorable. he slows his thrusts and his thumb finds your clit again. you shiver, trying to close your thighs around his waist. “yeah, angel? you don’t wanna cum f’me again?”
“no, I do, it’s just—”
he scoffs. “eh? then stop complaining and use our safe word if you’re serious. it’s only been two hours.” he slides all the way back inside and you moan, arching up into his perfectly toned chest. “that’s it .. feels so good…” he sighs. you have a long night ahead .. and your pretty boy has so much more to give.
冴 ⸻ sae × mindbreak
sae is the perfect balance of worshiping you physically, but degrading you mentally. you’ve both established boundaries and of course he’ll never break them, but you’re with a man like sae because you like a mean fuck … :3
he’s soft and sweet some nights, usually if he misses you because he’s been away, but those are not the nights that he’s fucking you stupid. sae is also insanely possessive, which only adds to the mindbreaking. he will eventually soften up once he’s older, but in his twenties, you have to be okay with actively being objectified by him.
“you’re fucking mine, and you better not even think about fucking anyone else, ever … I fucking own you and your cunt.”
you nod stupidly, hardly able to keep your eyes open. he kisses you hard before squeezing your face between one of his big hands. he doesn’t even have to say anything, you just know to part your pretty lips and present your tongue for him. he spits into your mouth, purposely missing and getting half of it on your face. “good fucking girl.”
オリヴァ ⸻ oliver × manhandling
oliver’s specialties are manhandling, trying new positions, and being much bigger than you. it didn’t take him long to realize that his pretty little girlfriend has a size kink just like himself — how you’re always talking about and drooling over how he’s so big, so tall, so strong. how your sparkly eyes get so wide when he comes home from the gym, his muscles glistening and lined with prominent veins, and he’s hardly able to get in the shower with the way you’re clinging onto him like a bitch in heat.
he’s always manhandling you into positions that you’ve never even heard of, most of which show off his impressive strength. it’s a talent, honestly. sometimes it makes you want to check his browsing history to see what the fuck he’s been looking at when he’s got your face in the pillows with his foot on the back of your neck, pounding into you like his life depends on making you cum as hard as possible.
but oliver is sweet, and only as rough as you want him to be — hard, deep strokes while he rubs your clit carefully and skillfully, mean spanks followed by a soft touch to soothe the pain, pulling your hair and gently running his fingers through it afterwards.
“y’doing so good for me, angel. your perfect little cunt was made to take this big fat cock, yeah? just like that, mama.”
ミヒャエル ⸻ michael × choking
this might be a bit too obvious, but yes, this man loves breathplay, especially on himself. for him, giving that kind of control to a partner is just so fucking sexy, and he loves the connection and intimacy of mixing pain with pleasure. he’s also definitely into biting, scratching, and spanking if you’re okay with it. micha is very possessive …
michael has you bent over in bed, a massive, tattooed hand locked around your smooth, delicate throat, his deep voice low in your ear ; “mein leibling, god, you’re so pretty f’me … feels better like this, no? with my hand around your neck? you always cum so much harder … shhhh, that’s it .. just let me.”
he groans, thrusting so deep that you can feel his fat tip nudge your poor, sensitive cervix, at the same time that his full, heavy balls tense up and brush against your tiny little clit as he tries to stave off his own orgasm. you gasp and choke, a deep whine hardly escaping through his grip on your throat.
“shhhh, angel baby, it’s okay, you’re safe,” he whispers softly, and you believe him wholeheartedly, just giving in and letting him have absolute control over your body.
先輩 ⸻ written by senpai with love
notes. idek how long this has been sitting in my drafts sorry :< but I’m really excited for bllk s3 !!
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nagi was lazy. you knew that. reo knew that. everyone knew that.
so of course, you weren’t surprised when nagi refused to help you with the dishes. “that’s too much of a hassle…” he mumbled from his bed, game console in hand. “playing zelda. ‘m busy.”
you sighed. “the dishes aren’t going to wash themselves, nagi. then our entire place is going to smell like shit, and we won’t be able to use the sink. c’mon, nagi, i always do the dishes. can you do it just this once?”
“you sound like maid barou right now. it’s too much of a hassle.” nagi retorted. why was he so tired anyway? he played soccer with reo maybe once or twice a week, he lazed around all day and just played video games.
“sei, please.”
nagi froze, sitting up almost immediately. “alright, alright,” he commented, making his way to the sink and rolling up to sink. “just let me play in peace after i’m done, m’kay?” he drawled.
“thanks, sei. love you.” you didn’t point it out, but a pink hue dusted his cheeks as he washed the dishes.
“nagi, do i look good?” you asked, stepping out of the changing room. nagi sat on a plush chair, console stuck in his hand. “nagi!”
“huh? oh, you look fine. let’s go.” he replied, not even looking at you. you rolled your eyes, snatching his console. “that was uncalled for.” he gave you a deadpan look.
“sei, babe, how do i look?” you asked again. he blinked a few times, before his eyes widened just a few degrees.
“you look great.” he blurted. “let’s get one of every color.” nagi stood up, before practically falling on you, wrapping his arms around you like a koala. “yeah, you should totally get this.”
“you sounded like reo just now.”
“mmmm, yeah, but you’d never call reo something so cute…” he replied sleepily. “angel, let’s just get this and go home, m’kay? i wanna nap. with you.”
“nagi, can you please stay for just 5 more minutes?” you asked, eyes barely open. it was practically the crack of dawn; nagi was usually never awake this early. not unless a certain purple haired rat scolded him again.
“can’t, babe. reo’s gonna get mad again. it’s a hassle to deal with him when he’s pissed off.” nagi slouched, halfway through taking off his shirt. you pouted; you had today off. was it so wrong to want to stay in bed a little longer with your lover?
“sei, can you—“
“you don’t have to ask twice, angel.” he responded immediately, dropping next to you on the bed once more. he slung an arm over you, nuzzling into your neck.
“what about reo?” you asked, stroking his hair tiredly, although a small tug of your lips suggested victory.
“reo can wait. you can too, angel, but i don’t want you too…” nagi was half-asleep already, just from laying down next to you. “and i can’t say no when you call me something so cute.”
“so it’s not a hassle to do things as long as i call you sei?”
“no, never.” he planted a lazy kiss on your shoulder. “it’s only a hassle if i don’t like it. and i like you. a lot. and i like it when you call me that. a lot. so it’s not a hassle.”
you swore it was just a dare. that this was supposed to be a joke, something to laugh about with your friends. but when the campus loser had you pinned to the sheets under him — his ridiculously huge cock grinding against all the right spots — it was getting harder and harder to remember how you ended up here in the first place.
each thrust felt like it was stripping away every ounce of control that you desperately tried to cling onto, unraveling you further when his pelvis met the curve of your ass.
“oh—fuck!” you cried, gripping onto the sheets helplessly. the sight of him hovering above you was almost unreal, caged in between his arms. this was the loser you got dared to sleep with? his cheeks were flushed in a light shade of pink, sweat beading on his temples before falling onto your skin. his hands were wrapped around your waist perfectly, holding you in place while he mercilessly drove into you. “you sure this—nngh—is your first time?” every word you managed to get out took effort, coming out in between choked cries and whines.
“mmm, does it look otherwise?” he rasped, his breath ghosting your collarbone before biting down on your skin. “you’re shaking so much.. wasn’t expecting a loser like me to be this good? good thing you decided to come see for yourself, hm?”
you could hear the faint cockiness dripping from his tone, unbothered and apathetic as he filled you up with languid strokes, leaving you clinging onto his shoulders. it was almost humiliating how effortless it was for him to completely ruin you, submitting to him fully and abandoning your pride. fuck this loser shit. no one’s held you like this before, no one’s fucked you like this before. “you know.. people call you a loser.” you said in between gasps, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close.
“haah—does it matter?” groaning into your skin, he melted into your warmth, the brutal rhythm turning into something that bordered on intimate. “not anymore.” you shook your head. “i’m starting to want to keep you to myself.”
“you sure you won’t get bored of a loser like me?” he asked, leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck. “i don’t come with much, just saying.”
“does it matter?” echoing his words, you pulled him in for a kiss with your legs wrapped tight around his waist. “if i want something i must have it. and in this case.. i want you.”
his gaze lingered on yours, looking closely. unyielding. like he didn’t want to look away, like he was looking for the slightest bit of hesitation — a sign of deceit. but there was none. gone was the lie — the trap he knowingly walked into — unarmed the moment he held you in his arms.
“sure. you can use me, play with me, tell your friends whatever you want..” he murmured, hot breath hitting your ears. “but next time, don’t wait for a dare.”
nagi seishiro doesn’t put any effort into your relationship at all.
he doesn’t take you on out on dates, nor does he give you the princess treatment. if anything, he’s the princess in this relationship.
but if you’re going to be honest… that might be exactly why you’re so in love with him. nagi seishiro is lazy and effortless, yes, and he carries that in everything he does, including loving.
so when you come over with food and try to tease him by asking, “what’s the magic word, baby?” he frowns and groans, and you expect him to whine out a “please,” but what escapes his lips are words sweeter than the melted mcflurry in the bag…
“i love you.”
how could you resist? and to make it sweeter, of course it’s his first time saying that. you bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling as you sit down beside him, finally opening the bag. “feed me?” he pleads, and you can’t tell if it ruins the moment completely or serves as the cherry on top.
and like that time when he hears you on the phone talking with a friend.
“being a model is living life on easy mode, ugh. i wish i was model pretty,” you say absentmindedly, looking at your nails.
nagi’s head is laid down on your lap, and as you finish speaking, he lifts his head to look at you, “you’re seishiro pretty, though.”
yeah, you did not catch a word your friend said after that.
or when you got jealous after seeing him with a girl from his high school, who happened to bump into him on his way home from training. as you look at the two of them talking, a boiling rage consumes you entirely.
you scold him, telling him that it was rude to keep you waiting and that the girl was absolutely way too giddy for this interaction to not have any romantic undertones.
“i’ll just never speak to her again, then,” he mumbles, face halfway buried in his pillow.
you sigh deeply, anger bubbling up even more until you turn to see his face completely blank, “wait, you’re serious?”
“yeah. i already blocked her on everything. can we stop fighting now? it’s such a hassle…”
BONUS: “i don’t know why you insist on fighting with me all the time. you know i’ll just do whatever you want, you don’t gotta argue… :x”
your kaiser/isagi and nagi/rin smuts are so hot omg 🥹 im drooling just thinking about a nagireo x reader
hope you enjoy 🤭
𝙁𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 ── .✦ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 .ೀ .ᐟ
a post-uni graduation trip to the hot springs with your two best friends seishiro nagi and reo mikage winds up in a very steamy situation
cw ⋆.˚ smut, female!reader, comedic at the start, drinking implied (in memories), vouyerism, exhibitionism, dirty talk, semi public sex in the onsen yumm, threesome, nipple play, dry humping, piv, unprotected sex (wrap it up), pet names (baby, sweetheart), backshots, cumshot, creampie, masturbation, pussy slapping (once), multiple orgasms, squirting, cum play, daddy kink for a hot sec (reo was really feeling it), praise, some mxm, bigdick!nagi and he's filthy amen, this is so hot ugh i need them asap
wc ⋆.˚ 3.4k
despite hakone not being too far from home, to be there felt like you’d stepped foot into an entirely new world. being face to face with nature you don’t have the opportunity to see back in your bustling city of tokyo is a special gift.
it’s been months since you and your two best friends graduated from university, but you all agreed delaying the celebratory trip to the cooler months would make for a better experience. bathing in hot springs when the weather was scorching sounded like a festering grounds for heat stroke and dehydration– a surefire recipe for disaster.
“fuck!” nagi groans from the passenger’s seat, smacking the buttons on his switch in frustration, “i can’t beat this damn level.”
reo laughs as he flips on the turning signal to pull into the onsen’s parking lot. “you’ve been staring at that screen the entire drive,” he states, “i hope you’re not planning to do that the whole weekend.” nagi flicks his eyes around guiltily, and reo tsks. “...of course you are.”
“i won’t allow that to happen,” you pipe up from the backseat, hands on nagi’s headrest as you lean over his shoulder. you smirk and steal the console from his hands, and he gasps.
“hey! give it back!”
“no,” you refuse, “this trip is meant to be bonding time for the three of us and to celebrate our achievements together. i’m not letting you sit around for 48 hours straight staring at a fucking screen.”
nagi sighs with a defeated, irritated grunt and crosses his arms. “whatever, fine.”
you hum in satisfaction, stuffing the switch into your tote. you’d find a better, safer– and hidden– place for it once you made it to the room.
nagi’s not paying attention, reo’s cheeks are dark red, and you’re just confused once you reach the front desk.
“there’s been a mix up with bookings and we only have a room with one king bed available for you.” the clerk says.
you sigh, nodding in understanding as you finish checking in. it’s not like the three of you hadn’t shared a bed before, but it’s been nearly twelve years; you hadn’t since you were eleven years old. the implication of the same situation is much more loaded now as adults.
nagi flops his stomach dramatically onto the bed once the three of you finally enter the room, dropping his bag at the foot beforehand. “maybe i don’t need my switch, anyway,” he says, “this bed is comfortable enough i’ll probably just sleep all weekend.”
“no, you will not,” you hiss at him with a laugh, slapping his ass jokingly.
he grunts and rolls his eyes. “feisty.”
reo’s already making use of the dresser, placing his clothes and necessities into a few of the drawers. “it’s nearly seven,” he slides the top one closed, “should we eat dinner and then head for the springs?”
you nod. “i’m down. ending the day soaking my muscles sounds delightful.”
nagi just shrugs. “sure.”
dinner inside the room is full of banter mixed with more profound topics. nagi takes a deep dive into the process of creating a video game– expected from a gamer and computer programming major– and though you understand nothing, you support him all the same.
“i have no idea what any of that means,” you chuckle, “but that’s awesome!”
nagi laughs, popping a french fry into his mouth.
not too much later, the three of you change into your bathing suits and head towards the springs. you all decided on checking out the natural ones a bit further away from the main property, hoping it would allow the time to just be the three of you with no one else around.
you were pleasantly surprised to find that, indeed, the three of you had the spring all to yourselves. the lighting was dim enough that you could see where you were going, but wouldn’t interrupt relaxation.
you sigh blissfully as you sink into the warmth, body instantly calming from the water soaking into your muscles.
“damn,” you hum, “i really needed this.”
“yeah,” reo exhales, head falling back against the rock, “practice has been kicking my ass.”
“how is pro going for you?” you ask curiously.
“so far so good,” he answers, “but it’s only been a couple of weeks. i’m sure the intensity will ramp up soon.”
you nod in acknowledgement before turning your head towards nagi. “what about you, sei?”
he just shrugs. “it’s cool, i guess.”
you laugh. typical nagi being nonchalant about anything and everything, even something as important to him as soccer.
you exhale a dramatic breath as you stand up for a moment to stretch your limbs.
the sweet whines of relief spilling past your lips are doing something to both reo and nagi unbeknownst to you, and the way your wet skin glistens in the lowlight and bathing suit sticks against every curve of your body isn’t helping, either. your cute ass cheeks are poking out from your bottoms and the boys feel like they may come from that sight alone. reo gulps, strained beneath his shorts. nagi’s cock twitches in sync with every hushed whimper you release.
and then you sit back down like nothing happened, humming joyously as you sink deeper into the water once again.
the air changes. you don’t notice right away, but once you do, it renders you a bit confused.
“did… i do something?” you ask slowly, brow lifted. “you two became super quiet all of a sudden.”
“it’s nothing…” reo trails off, keeping his attention turned away from you. his eyes are squeezed tightly shut as he tries to will away thoughts of you naked and screaming his name.
you glance between him and nagi, both of them seemingly avoiding looking at you. “okay, that’s bullshit,” you chuckle lightly, yet remain a bit uneasy from the subtle uncertainty resting between the three of you now, “you two aren’t even looking at me.”
“i’m just enjoying the scenery,” nagi lies.
you snort. “what scenery? sei, it’s pitch black. you can’t see anything!”
“don’t underestimate my night vision abilities." he jokes, but his heart is about to explode. he can’t stop thinking about ripping your bikini bottoms off of you and sliding you along his throbbing cock. “fuck my life,” he thinks silently to himself.
“whatever,” you sigh, “i’m going back to the room then–”
“wait,” reo cuts you off by grabbing your wrist suddenly, keeping you from standing up, “just… stay here for a second, please.”
your lips part slightly as you attempt to assess what’s happening. “you’re being weird, reo.”
he thanks the gods above it’s too dark for you to notice how fucking red his face is. “i–i just need a minute.”
“what’s wrong with–,” and then you pause, eyes growing wide as they finally fall down to his hips hidden beneath the water. you couldn’t see much, but the dim glow of the surrounding lighting was sufficient to make it out just enough.
he was hard as fuck.
“oh,” your voice is quiet, throat tightening as you slowly tear your attention away from his obvious bulge to look back up at his face. he’s turned away from you still. you twist your head to look at nagi, and you observe he’s in the same predicament. “i see,” you laugh nervously, heart refusing to rest. suddenly, the temperature of the hot spring shot up ten degrees.
you’re clenching around nothing, mind conjuring up images of being sandwiched between your two best friends, cocks filling you up until you couldn’t take it anymore.
“what the fuck?” you yell silently, “why am i thinking about them like this?”
but then, it hits you– this wasn’t the first time.
you recall the night you accidentally walked in on reo eating out some random girl at a party and quickly slamming the door shut the second he looked up and caught you standing in the doorway, only for you to fuck yourself at home later that night pretending it were you in the bed with him instead. you were so drunk then that you hadn’t remembered up until now.
or when nagi forgot you were coming over one afternoon and you heard him moaning from his bedroom. you filthily tiptoed to stand right outside of his door, cunt pulsing along with each squelching plap plap plap of what you could only assume were from his hands fisting his cock. you’d blocked that incident from your memory.
you return back to the present moment, fingers curling into the plush of your thighs. “um,” you clear your throat, “i could… help you out, if you want?”
the atmosphere freezes, reo and nagi tensing beside you. you swallow hard, keeping your attention towards your lap.
“y/n…” reo’s voice is raspy, nearly inaudible, “what… what do you– fuck.”
nagi whips his head to look at you, watching the lump in your throat move as you try to fight the nerves. “are you… serious?”
“yeah,” you squeak, stomach twisting violently. you were so wet from the anticipation that the spring might as well have been created by you. “i… i don’t mind,” you continue, “i–i’ve thought about… it– us– before.”
reo’s looking at you now, jaw slack from the shock of your confession. “you’ve… you’ve thought about fucking us?”
you bite your lip. “yeah. i just– just forgot up until now.” you chuckle, tucking your wet strands behind your ears, “i suddenly remembered.”
“what– when–,” nagi is still trying to process.
“i don’t know if you remember,” you say to him, “but when i came over that one day to play ‘breath of the wild’ with you right after it was released, you forgot i was and... i heard you moaning from your bedroom.” you gulp.
nagi blinks at you, and then he conjures up the memory himself. “oh,” he huffs, “fuck, i–i didn’t realize.”
“and me?” reo asks, flickering eyes trying to focus on your face while they keep dropping involuntarily to the cleavage spilling out from your bikini top.
“i, uh–,” you chuckle nervously, “when i caught you eating that girl out at aiku’s party last october– i think her name was kaia or something?”
reo’s gasp is faint, but you hear it. “ah, yeah,” his shorts tighten a tad more, “i think that was her name.”
it’s quiet again, and all you can hear is the wild thumping of your heart beating against your chest. you squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to ease the ache between them.
“well,” nagi breaks the silence, “i’m pretty fucking horny right now, so… uh, i’m down?”
“me too,” reo speaks up.
“okay,” you hum, looking between both of the boys to reassure them you’re certain, “i want this.”
nagi lets out a sigh of relief, “thank fuck,” before grabbing your face and slamming his lips against yours. you gasp at the sudden contact, melting into him seconds later as your hands move to rest on his hips. reo slips closer behind you, lips brushing against your neck and shoulders as his arms wrap around the front of your torso, fingertips padding into your plush tummy. he slowly slides them up towards your chest, snaking them beneath the wiring of your bikini top whilst his teeth unties the knot around your neck.
“f–fuck,” you mutter into nagi’s mouth, chills running down your spine– despite being hot literally and bothered– as your bikini top slides off of you into the water reo pinches and rubs your perky nipples.
nagi drops his hands from your face down to your waist, toying with the straps of your bikini bottoms as he presses further into you. you lift your leg over his hips to straddle his lap, reo following your body suit as he stays position behind you. he slides his tongue across the nape of your neck and you whimper.
“god,” he groans, “do you have any idea what you fucking do to me?”
nagi pulls your hips down against him with a hard grind and swallows your yelp. he can practically differentiate between the hot spring water and your honeyed cunt seeping through your clothing.
“can fucking feel you soaking me,” nagi hums, breaking the kiss to look you in the face, “can i fuck you? need to fuck you.”
“please,” you huff out, head falling backwards against reo’s shoulder as he slips a hand beneath your bikini bottoms to reach your cunt, sliding them through your slick whilst the other continues to massage your breasts. “need it, need you, sei.”
reo pushes the material aside to make room for nagi as he frees himself, teasing your entrance with his bulbous, leaky tip. reo continues to circle your bundle of nerves, moaning in your ear as he begins to grind his cock against your back, chasing relief.
nagi’s surprisingly big, you choking out a groan as he stretches you full to the hilt. he begins to move you along his thick cock by grabbing your ass, hissing as the water splashes around your bodies with each slam against his pelvis, almost simulating the lewd squelching of your cunt around him.
“jesus,” he grits, eyes already rolling, “you feel so fucking w–warm.”
reo’s looking over your shoulder and focused on the way nagi disappears and reappears inside of you, breaths falling short as his thrusts against your spine synchronize with nagi’s in your syrupy cunt. thank fuck the surrounding lighting was enough for him see the beautiful sight in front of him.
“fuck,” he huffs, cock twitching, “you take him so well, baby.” he sends a slap to your cunt and you cry out from the pleasurable sting.
nagi groans, throwing his head back ecstatically when you squeeze his cock, legs shaking from how good you feel around him.
“i’m already close,” he breathes, head falling forward again to look you in the eye. you whimper at the intense eye contact, pupils enlarged and glassy as you begin to slide along him with more desperation. “fuck, you like that?” he taunts, “like it when i look into those pretty eyes of yours while you’re taking my big fucking cock?”
“y–yes!” you whine, hands gripping his shoulders with resolve as you feel yourself inching closer to the edge. reo’s circles on your cunt are so precise and calculated, you’re losing you’re fucking mind. “i’ll be your good girl, baby, i’ll be so good to you.”
“you are,” nagi affirms, thrumming with a sly smirk as he leans forward to kiss you. he slides his tongue into your mouth as he sends one, hard thrust deep into your weeping cunt and you scream down his throat, legs shaking violently and spilling your sweet nectar all over his length.
he growls, pistoning erratically up into you as he tips over the edge, spurting his hot, milky cum in your warm, greedy pussy.
“fuuuuck,” he chokes, fingernails digging at your sides, “you’re fucking milking me, sweetheart.”
reo’s still pressed against your spine, the sweetest whimpers ringing through your ears as he nibbles on your earlobe, eyes honed on the beautiful view of yours and nagi’s cum coating his fat tip and base.
“oh my god,” he groans, “that was hot as shit.”
“you’re next,” nagi licks his lips, gently lifting you off of him so they can switch positions.
but reo has other plans. he lifts your body out of the water just enough to bend you over the side, ass up and perky for him.
nagi grins wider, settling back down beside the two of you, palm encircling his shaft as he begins to fist himself slowly. “even better,” he coos, taking delight in the show he’s about to witness.
reo frees himself from confinement, pulling your bathing suit bottoms down to rest on your lower thighs before teasing your folds with his wet, angry tip. he then leans over your back so his lips can reach your ear and hums, low and sultry, “you ready for me?”
“god, yes,” you huff hurriedly, wiggling your ass at him with so much need. he chuckles, kissing your cheek before settling his chin into the crook of your neck and slamming his hips into you with one, hard thrust, bottoming you out immediately. “fuck!” you scream, nagi throwing up his freehand to cover your mouth and keep you quiet. you groan loudly into his palms, spit coating the creases.
reo’s growling, sending slow, deliberate thrusts deep into your cunt, sucking in his teeth each time he feels you squeeze around him. “oh, fuck,” he grunts, tangling a hand into your hair whilst the other grips the fat of your ass. “you’re still so t–tight,” he huffs, “even a–after sei was inside of you? jesus christ.”
nagi's heavy breathing is raucous as he fists himself faster, white beads of precum creaming his pretty cock as he spreads it graciously with each thrust. “isn’t she perfect?” he whimpers, biting down on his lip to keep his sounds controlled. “fuck, yeah– keep taking reo. just like that, y/n– shit– mph– you’re so fucking sexy, baby.”
“such a pretty fucking pussy,” reo gasps, thrusts growing quicker by the second. nagi is about to lose it watching the way your body recoils with each brutal drive of reo’s hips. reo drags his thick cockhead across your gummy walls, laughing ecstatically as you begin to shake in his grip. “fuck, you close?” he lifts his torso up so he can see you soak his pretty cock when you come.
you nod profusely, extending one hand underneath you to reach your cunt. you rub your clit with slow, firm circles, eyes rolling violently as you teeter the edge for the second time. nagi’s hips are lifting up into his fists as your groans become louder, sweat beading at his forehead as he nears his orgasm.
“fuck,” he growls, throat cracking, “gonna fucking come–” he stands up quickly, splashing his thick, white seed all over your exposed back with a ragged cry. “oh, shit– shit,” he hisses, pumping himself dry, “god, you look so pretty wearing my cum.”
reo groans at the glorious sight, cock sliding mercilessly into your cute, tight cunt as he grips your hair harder for leverage, teeth gritting with each brutal drag. “fuck, i wanna fill you up,” he hums, “gonna stuff you so fucking full.”
“please, reo!” you mutter, voice finally sounding out once nagi removes his grip on your mouth. “want it so bad, need your cum!”
the way you’re moaning has him twitching uncontrollably inside of you, a sharp groan releasing from the back of his throat as he finally spills into your dripping cunt with devotion, painting your pretty walls white and possessively.
“fuck!” he growls, sending you short, shallow thrusts to ride out his high, “swallow it baby, fuck, let me see that pretty pussy take it.” he’s so sensitive, but needs to feel you cream on his cock. he slows his thrusts, deep and raw, making sure to hit every pleasure point with precision. “c’mon, baby,” he purrs, “squirt on daddy, yeah?”
your voice breaks, and you spill onto him, rushed, determined circles of your fingers pressed to your puffy clit pushing you over the edge. your body shakes as he helps you ride through it with steadily decreasing thrusts, the most angelic, otherworldly whines escaping your tongue with each intentional slide against your walls.
“oh my god!” you cry out, enamoured by the rush of ecstasy flowing through your veins, “feels so– ah– g–good!”
nagi’s palms catch reo’s chest before he can collapse tiredly onto your back, eyes flickering between reo’s fucked out face and his own cum decorating the small of your back.
“hey, reo,” he smirks, lowering his lids, “why don’t you help me clean her up, hm?”
reo’s breath is shaky as he watches nagi slide his tongue through his own release, scooping it up before lifting his face to meet his. you shift your body enough to peer over your shoulder at them, watching as nagi pries reo’s mouth further apart with the pressure of his thumb and slides his pink, creamy muscle into his mouth. your cunt clenches and reo groans, hands tangling into nagi’s hair as they messily share nagi’s cum, spit and thick white coating their lips and spilling down their chins.
“fuck,” you huff, watching in awe as your two best friends makeout right in front of your face. the way they moved almost made it seem like they’d done it before.
nagi parts from reo with a bite to his bottom lip, chuckling lightly as he finishes with licking up the residue still spread across reo’s lips and chin.
“mmm,” he hums, licking his lips satisfied.
reo’s instantly hard again, eyes dropping down to his fat cockhead beading and length straightening up. “shit,” he exhales.
nagi laughs.
you smile wickedly, poking your tongue into your cheek. “round two back in the room?”
“my ult isn’t ready yet, dude. . i just don’t get why you’re yelling at me — i’m doing my job as a tank and you’re letting a bp into our back line. that’s like, your job as a vanguard, dude, i don’t get wh- hold on.”
nagi muted his headset, his eyes flicking to you for a split second before locking back onto the screen.
“stop grinding. . you’re distractin’ me.”
since you sat on nagi’s bed two hours ago, the only words exchanged were variations of “can you get off the game now?” and “in a few minutes.” as nagi’s girlfriend, it’s only natural that you would want his attention to be on you and not on the game! it wasn’t easy getting nagi’s attention when he was focused on a video game, and desperate times call for desperate measures. .
you had snuck up behind nagi, moving the headset off his ear slightly, before resting your chin on his shoulder. you claimed you just wanted a ‘closer look at the game’, but nagi doesn’t remember dirty talk and moaning being a marvel rivals combo.
“i need you so bad , nagi . .” you whined, your tender hands reaching around his gaming chair and lifting up his shirt as they began to glide along his abs, making their way up to his sensitive chest. though his eyes were on the screen, there was no mistaking the way his teeth pulled at his bottom lip, the way his adam’s apple bobbed slowly, how his body tensed: you had him right where you wanted him.
“m’so wet for you already. don’t you want to get off the game and pay attention to me instead . . ?” you sighed into his ear, your fingers finding his hard nipples and starting to pinch and roll softly. you caught the way his breath hitched, how he glanced towards you for a split second. a few more minutes of this and you had this in the bag!
. . that was until nagi had had enough. as soon as reo went afk to use the bathroom, nagi tore off his headset and was on you like a dog. he turned in his chair, his large hands finding your waist and setting you down on his lap as he kissed you hungrily, aggressively even. his hands found their way to your ass, groping and squeezing— your moans were like music to his ears. your hands roamed up and down beneath his shirt, going down, down, down, finding the waistband of his sweats and tugging.
pulling his hands off you, he lifted his hips off the seat just enough to tug his sweats down to his knees. you reached down and pulled his straining cock out of his boxers, sliding your hand up and down his straining length. he tore away from the kiss, his head lolling forwards against your shoulder to muffle his whines as you worked his aching dick, squelching sounds of precum loud in the dead silent room.
it was dead silent until there was a faint hissing from the headset. a reo-sounding hissing from the headset. he had comeback from the bathroom and was ready for another game. much to your disappointment, nagi reached over to grab the headset and put it back over his ears. you moved to get up from his lap, but he stopped you. “stay.” he mumbled, reaching a hand under your skirt and pulling your soaked panties to the side.
he pulled you up and lined his tip with your hole, biting his lip harder when he felt how wet you were. your face contorted in pleasure as you sunk down, your hands set on his shoulders as you started moving up and down an-
“no. that’s too distracting. . just sit. you wanted attention, right?”
and that’s how you ended up in this position. your gummy walls pulsed around his thick length, trying to resist the urge to just say ‘fuck it” and start moving, desperate for something. anything. but he wouldn’t budge. this wasn’t enough.
“nagi, please. can’t- hnngh-! can’t take it. .” you whined into his ear, your pussy clenching around him once more.
“you’re gonna have to.” he huffed. “game’s almost over.”
you spent another two minutes in agony and need, your whines barely affecting him as much as you’d like them to. you glance back at the screen in desperation, letting out a relieved sigh at the sight of the victory and mvp sequence (nagi, of course). you let out a particularly loud moan, turning back to nagi with a pout on your face. for some unknown reason, reo had to go afk yet again. strange. nagi didn’t bother muting his headset, since he knew reo likely wouldn’t be back before you two were done. his hands moved to your ass once more, his lips finding your neck as he started moving you up and down his cock, sucking at your neck harder at the loud moans of relief.
reo sat silent as a mouse at the other end of the line, listening, a hand sliding down his shirt and towards his waistband. what, you hardly thought those whines of desperation were quiet, did you ?
you're straddling his waist, nagi's breath hot against your lips in a fleeting moment of carnal desire. you whine out a breathy, "sei, can we fuck?" as you gyrate your hips against his clothed dick, gradually speeding up with every, "haah!" that escapes his throat. he leans in to suck on your lips, hastily helping you out of your shirt.
"y-yeah, of course, angel. only if you're ready," he whines, moaning into your mouth. nagi's patience slowly begins to dissipate at the sight of you on top of him—in nothing but lingerie, eager, and as beautiful as ever. you pull away, smirking at the subtle blush flooding his cheeks. he manages to stammer out a nervous, "sorry.. i've never—y'know, seen you like this. all of you.." as his thumbs caress your bare waist.
his touch is gentle and every brush of his fingers are filled with redamancy, soft enough to remind you that he isn't just lusting. "i want to, sei. i'm sure.." you whisper, making his heart skip. "put your hands on me, seishiro.."
nagi's never felt this excited about anything before. not even over mindless video games or a good soccer match. you tug on his boxers and oh, look. he's already rock hard at the mere idea. his pale dick springs out of the confines of his trousers and it feels like the spotlight's on him.. because it kind of is. "i-i have condoms in the drawer," he stutters, reaching over to his nightstand. so he's been prepared.
you giggle when he struggles to open the packet, and when he rolls it on wrong, you're in complete stitches. not very cool of him, he knows. "sorry, i kinda suck at this.." he admits, embarrassed. "putting a condom on a cucumber in sex ed didn't do much.."
most girls probably wouldn't find it cute, but the way his tongue sticks out when he's focused is so oddly adorable that you can't help but coo. also, it's not the condom's fault. nagi's dick is just fucking huge and he doesn't even realise it. "d-do you.. wanna ride me?" he asks, breaking the awkward silence. you line yourself up with his latex-covered cock, exhilaration brewing in the pit of your stomach as you stutter out a, "yeah.. that works.." sounding a little too eager than you intended to.
nagi rests his hands on your ass and moves your panties aside, revealing your sopping cunt. "this okay?" he asks softly, voice honeyed as you nod. he guides you down onto his cock, gasping when he feels his tip kiss your pussy.
he's only halfway in, and you're already getting impatient as you sink yourself down on his girth with a loud squelch. nagi doesn't even get to steady himself underneath you before you're already bouncing on his dick, catching him by surprise as he feels your pussy walls clench around his shaft. your cunt is gripping onto him so tightly it feels as if you don't want to let go. "f-fuck! aah—angel, y'sure you haven't done this before?" he mewls, throwing his head back.
you're riding his dick like you're born to, crying out pleas of, "hnngh! noo, i haven't, sei! 'jus feels too good—mmh! can't help myself!" and "seishirooo! hnnghhh!" as lewd noises echo off the walls. he's trying his best not to be too vocal, but with how good you're fucking yourself on his dick, it's starting to seem like an impossible task.
you're sucking on each other tongues before he pulls away, whining out a desperate, "i'm close, aah! 'm so close, gonna cuuum!" nagi's mouth is wide open, and the noises he's making are only making you clench around his cock harder.
there's hearts in his eyes as he cums, choruses of, "this pretty pussy's all mine.." and "i'm cumming, 'm gonna cum.. haah!" spilling from his filthy mouth as the knot in your lower stomach finally comes undone. your pussy squeezes his cock so cruelly that it's no wonder he's so vocal. nagi's load fills the condom up to the brim so much that you're afraid it might break from how much you're milking him.
"aah, hnngh seishiro! y'so.. seishirooo!" you whine, shoving his cock into your needy cunt as you feel his tip bully your cervix again and again. your moans come out muffled against shoulder, breath jagged as you ride out your high, hips still moving in circles because you simply can't let go of him yet. nagi lets out a shaky, "angel, you were so good.. such a good girl for me, yeah?" as he leaves wet kisses all over your chest. you're so spent that you collapse onto him, struggling to catch your breath.
he gets flustered when he feels his cock start to soften as it slips out of you, muttering a low, "sorry if i wasn't the best.. or if i sounded bad. you kinda took things into your own hands and.. yeah."
nagi's heartbeat thuds against your ear, fast and steady as you kiss his abs. "sei, that was perfect. quit worrying, you idiot." you breathe, wrapping your arms around his back as a familiar sense of comfort fills the gaps. "i think you sounded cute."
and with that, you're both reminded that sex isn't always perfect. the slip-ups, his lack of experience seeping through the cracks when he struggled to put a condom on, the little voice in the back of his mind telling him that he sounds bad. you don't care about any of that, because it's still nagi and nagi's the only person you'd ever trust with your body.
"i love you, angel. let's get you cleaned up later, okay?"
a/n i should write more nagi breathe if u agree. also this is rushed af fml....
