Just because YOU 🫵 gave me the option, I'm forced to ask for a Kenpachi sub and an Ulquiorra sub (I know they're the least likely characters to be subs, but I don't care)
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I ADDED NNOITRA BECAUSE I WANNA WRITE FOR HIM LOL.
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Your favourite character is a sub if you opened your third eye. If you haven’t I’ll help you👀👀
Kenpachi is a bratty BARTTY sub, an absolute menace to deal with daily. And if you’re stronger than him? Good luck.
Use that strength of yours to pin him down and keep him down. Ride him with no mercy while tugging a metal chain around his neck, let him try to touch you but slap his hands away because of how he provoked you into drawing your sword against him.
Use that strength of yours to pin him down and keep him down. Ride him with no mercy while tugging a metal chain around his neck, let him try to touch you but slap his hands away because of how he provoked you into drawing your sword against him. Yank his (unexpectedly smooth) hair as you ride his face. Also, I headcanon that he has really sensitive nipples so use that information and bite his tits or overstimulate them. I hope you have the stamina to keep up with too.He wants you to tie him down with your hands, draw your blade if you’re feeling a bit risky, and show him why he doesn’t bite whenever you put the collar around his neck.
“This all ya got? If you ever go vanilla on me I’m gonna flip you over, ya hear?” he said below you.
*Much time has passed*
“You still wanna go at it Zaraki?” You lightly tapped his cheek but all he can answer is a choked-up growl after you pressed him into a mating press an hour ago.
Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra. Where do I start? I genuinely think he would have one of the sweetest moans in all of the Espada (if we don’t count Szayelaporro and Harribel) the way his casual deep voice would turn uncharacteristically soft and whiny. He’d also have some thoughts of you picking him up and fucking him against the wall I don’t know he just has some weird fascination towards power imbalance.
During your first time being intimate with him, he was extremely quiet at first, soft grunts here and there. You can see him being close to ejaculation once his breathing gets heavier, his back starting to arch, and his grunts turning into soft moans.
And pro tip! If you wanna rile him up, edge him by softly caressing and kissing the hole in his chest!
Nnoitra. God! This misogynist freak! He’s also a brat but in an extremely annoying way to the point you want to tie him up in the middle of nowhere at Heuco Mundo and leave him.
Definitely choke him, choke him to the point that he can’t breathe don’t let his desperate whines and grubby hands stop you. This is what he wanted right? After throwing derogatory remarks at you all day he needed a lesson when to shut up.
Sigh
‘What an annoying piece of shit he is..’ was the only thing in your mind as you squeezed harder on his neck.
Let him play with himself as you watch! Don’t be scared to bend him over, put him at your lap, and start spanking him if he starts to bark back.
I’d also think Nnoitra would LOVE creampie. Once you break him, he’d be so desperate for you to keep on cumming on his pretty hole. Each “splush” from every time you thrust makes him keep on wanting more of your cum.
And lastly, leave him high and dry too so you can let him grind on your boots and once he releases make him lick it like the mutt he is.
Also imagine Ulquiorra being so strap/cock drunk that he doesn’t mind you nutting in his face👀.
short drabble(?) idk im new to this fiction stuff LMAOOO, anyways here’s sub! ikkaku because i love him and and i totes want him
tags: GAY mlm anal sex, dom bottom (if you reaaaally squint), mention of belly bulge, creampie (yum)
pairings: Dom!m.reader x Sub!ikkaku madarame
“hng.. m-madarame-san—“ you groaned, feeling too much of the way Ikkaku’s warmth enveloped your shaft. your hips stuttered a bit as your hands gripped his hips tighter, pulling his hips down as you thrusts up to his warmth.
“you’re so.. tight- ngh,” you muttered under you breath, gaze caught at the way Ikkaku’s cock bounced against his toned stomach, before traveling slightly upwards to the sight of your own dick pressing against the underside of his navel, creating a small bulge there.
“fuuuck, ‘yer so- aah— deep..! m/n—“ Ikkaku’s moan cut through your ears, making you force yourself to focus on his pleasure again.
“do you- do- do you like that? you’re squeezin’ so tight ‘round me, madarame-san..” you asked, one hand travelling up to his nipple before rolling the small stuble between your fingers, earning a choked moan from the man above you.
“yeah- i- you’re doin’ soo well,” he moaned, back arching reflectively to chase the growing pleasure inflicted on his chest.
His hips slowed, falling into a small, grinding motion that left you breathless from the way he moved so erotically.
If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’s some sort of whore you paid to fuck. Who thought the Lieutenant of the 11th Division would be this slutty in bed?
Ikkaku leaned down, burying his face onto the crook of your neck as his hips picked up its pace again, this time more desperate than ever.
your hands was on his hips again, before travelling down to his ass, kneeding his globes before gripping them to give you some sort of leverage as you thrusts up to him again, matching his pace.
you can tell he was getting closer to his orgasm from the way his warmth were squeezing and clenching around your shaft so tightly.
his hands went to grip your forearms, moans muffled against your neck as he bounce on your dick like he was trying to carve your shape into him.
“fuck—“ Ikkaku stilled his hips, letting out a scream that was muffled by your neck as he cums, his warmth tightening around your cock more than before.
the tight feeling around your cock made you reach your climax too, groaning as you came inside him. “madarame-san— fuuuck..!”
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Ikkaku sagged against you as he tried to catch his breath from coming down from his orgasm, his grip on your forearm loosening.
“…you’re pretty rough for a virgin,” he muttered, still trying to catch his breath.
“—m sorry.. do you not like it..?” you asked. though you didn’t give him a time to answer it as you were already laying him down on the sofa, hovering over him.
you leaned away for a moment, taking the sight of his flushed body and the way his chest rise and fall as he catches his breath.
“you’re so pretty, madarame-san..” you muttered under your breath, already leaning down once more to kiss him.
your hands moved down to grip his legs by the back of his knees, spreading his legs apart—which earned you a surprised little gasp to your mouth.
as soon as you pull away from the kiss, his hands came up to your chest— “haa.. what’re you— ‘re you fuckin’ hard again?” he asked in disbelief, staring at your hard dick.
“ ‘m sorry..! i’ll be gentle this time, i promise. please, madarame-san..? you’re so pretty.. i can’t hold myself when i’m with you,” you plead, though your hands were already sliding down to his inner thighs.
That earned you a small hitch of breath. Ikkaku groaned.
“i— gh.. fuck, fine.. just cuz’ you asked so nicely.”
Warning: Pw/oP, Anal play, praise (R,G), overstim (G), ikkaku is a bit bratty, reader called ikkaku pretty.
This is a drabble I made after a.... Like what a long break..???
"yer bein harsh on purpose." Ikkaku whine his lip raw from trying to surpress his sound.
"oh really now?" You tease, raising a brow. Your hand glided down spreading his shaky leg wider. Earning a quiet moan from him that he failed to stop. "You're just trynna make me lose it,aren't ya?" His words slurred lacking any bite in it. You smile leaning closer to him.
"ah, whatever you'd like to call it, pretty"
Without a warning you thrust deep again following the previous rough pace you used.
"GHHK-!" His back arched from the sudden stimulus, a choked moan ripped from his throat.
"you know, ikkaku-chan, you're so cute like this all red and ruined" you tease, hands tightening the grip you have on his hips as you keep to your pace.
"haah--ngh-shut-up--"
He hiss, eyed half rolled back. Tears slowly crinckled in the corner of his eyes ruining his eye makeup.
"oh I'll shut up alright, you'll be the one makin' noise for me, pretty."
You picked up on your pace noting how hazy his eyes slowly get, your fingers finds it way down to his thigh rubbing circular motion around it's tensed part.
"ahh-- shit-!" His head lolled back.
"ikkaku-chan, you're so sensitive despite how you act, so cute! Should've shown this side of yours sooner~"
His legs twitched from the increased pace. Your dick hitting that sweet spot of his.
Sorry I mess up with the request may I ask for Ryuken (bleach) #9 oversitim and degradation
‧₊˚⊹ sub ryuken ishida x gn dom! reader
prompt: i’m not gonna stop leaving marks till i’m sure everyone will know you’re mine."
cw; drabble, dom reader, gn reader, overstim, degradation, hickeys, bratt sub, spit kink?
words: 699
1k event
doing it in dr. ishida's office may not have been your brightest idea so far, but the white-haired idiot provoked you too much and you had to show him who's in charge.
you kissed him hard, grabbing him by the back of the neck, biting his lips and making him growl.
"don't be so rough, it hurts."
with a strong tug you opened his shirt, tearing several buttons and exposing his smooth skin.
"shut the fuck up." you pushed him to his desk and with one of your legs you pressed his crotch, leaving him no escape.
you felt it a little hard, but it was hard to tell. his stoic face and scowl even when you were doing it was very annoying.
you took his face between one of your hands and pressed hard, making his cheeks and lips come together. "i hate what a prude you are, like you don't enjoy this as much as i do."
"you're an ignorant (name)."
it was funny that he said that in such a serious and apathetic tone, when his choked breath gave him away, as did his dilated pupils.
you kissed him again, ignoring all his complaints and poor desires to escape. you pulled his pants down halfway, exposing his member.
you massaged it, touched its tip and squeezed his hard meat between your hands. you did all this while you kept looking at his face. you didn't want to miss a detail.
you laughed sarcastically and licked his trembling lips, his false mask of "nothing affects me" was falling off in front of you.
you saw him open his mouth to say something inaudible. but he just snorted and closed his eyes and leaned back. while you kept touching his cock and massaging his full balls.
"beg me, ryu, like the slut you are." you began to kiss and mark his chest, followed by his neck. you wanted every time he looked in the mirror to see all the marks you had left on him. you wanted him to remember all the dirty things you had done to him.
the man stirred and whimpered when you bit him hard on his sensitive neck, by inertia he spread his legs wider, now leaning back better on the desk. apparently it was an invitation for you to fuck him.
"haaa! (name), how dare you leave visible marks on me." ryu touched his now adorned neck with annoyance, red and full of the hickeys you had left on it. ups.
“i'm not gonna stop leaving marks till i'm sure everyone will know you're mine."
you looked at him with a sly smile, still touching his member without much excitement.
"fuck, how much i hate you." the man mentioned.
you moved closer to his face. like a predator to its prey. ryu lay completely flat on his back as you both looked at each other in tension.
"open your mouth." and so he did.
with one of your fingers you held his lips, keeping it open for you. then you opened your mouth and let a trickle of saliva run down your mouth to his. when you spit it out you saw him look at your saliva with lustful eyes and when it landed in his mouth he swallowed it loudly.
before all this you kept touching him and already felt your hand wet and sticky. "don't tell me you cum when i spit on you, mmm you dirty doctor."
ryu squeezed his legs together and when you weren't touching him properly he would thrust himself forward looking for more friction. he had already cum but his body didn't seem satisfied.
the man was biting his lips so hard you could see traces of blood. you kept masturbating him pulling out more orgasms, and that's only when you touched his member you didn't want to see how he would get if you touched anything else.
"what's wrong? it's too much for you...? and i thought you would satisfy me well today."
"fuck... shut up, shut up (name)" poor thing. he couldn't even insult you properly anymore, he was so lost in the over stimulation that he only served to cum in your hand.
Making Shuhei pay with his body for his motorbike's repairs, and now he's bent over your table writhing in your hold. Grabbing his waist, you slide your strap/cock into him quickly, pushing straight to his prostate. Eyes rolling back, he relishes in the pleasurable feeling surging through him due to you.
Ahead, through a small crevice, he can see another mechanic at work on his motorbike, making his face flush red. How risky this is! Shuhei tries to say coherent phrases, but all that's let out are loud moans and whimpers.
"Keep quiet! Do you want my co-workers to walk in on this?" You whisper at him harshly, while punctuating with your thrusts.
He shakes his head quickly, but eagerly grinds his hips to your thrusts. Shuhei claws at the wood when your strap/cock pushes into quite a sensitive spot, and arches his back. He groans deeply at the feeling, as his volume quickly increases.
"Huh, well you wouldn't mind if my co-workers caught you like this?" You slow down, earning several whines from him. "All fucked out like this, when I haven't even done much, wouldn't it be a good show?"
Putting two and two together, Shuhei realises what your words soon mean. He squirms in your grip, quickly trying to push himself to his orgasm. But, you're going too slow, it's like it's on purpose! Your strap/cock moves gradually through his ass, not even bothering to fuck him properly.
He wants to moan out for your, but the setting is really getting to him. Shuhei falls limp onto the table, whimpering quietly for you to go faster. His ignored cock dribbles precum onto the floor, and take into some account. Smiling to yourself, a little plan forms.
"If you want to cum, beg for it, loudly." You order Shuhei sternly, to which he cries out harshly. "Don't hold back, because, oi Kira, come over here!"
Laughing quietly, the lieutenant below you gulps in fear and excitement. He tries a final time at grinding his hips down onto you, before hearing the creaking of a door.
Using a vibrator on Shinji and bringing him to every orgasm, making him cum all over himself. He moans lowly, throat aching from screaming in frustration. Sliding the toy on his length, you laugh from above as he squirms in his seat.
"Ple-Please, slow down!" He whines, as you increase your speed. Thighs aching to close, and head lolling back, he feels another orgasm reaching. "I'm going to cum, please!"
Gasping loudly, his eyes roll to the back of his head. Pushing the toy down onto him a final time, you fuck Shinji into his nth orgasm. Moving the toy away, you let him catch a small breather before thrusting it back onto him. At this, he bucks his hips at the stimulation.
"Ma'am/Sir, s'too much, please!" Trying another time, he begs for your mercy, aching for you to stop.
But, above, your cruel smirk increases down at him. Fuck, you're not even bothered to touch him yourself. Shinji does want you to touch him, but then you wouldn't stop jerking him off. These two thoughts drag his mind into an utter mess, as you fuck the toy on him mercilessly.
