I wanna pull katsuki into a closet and just go to town on his cock while telling him to be quiet unless he wants everyone to hear what a whore he is for good pussy but just good is probably an understatement to him
Anyway yeah fucking Katsuki in the closet watching him struggle to save his pride and not Moan like a bitch in heat🥺😚😚
*taps mic* ahem...virgin!Katsuki 'n meanie!Reader who teases him -w-
cw: fem!Reader, corruption kink, vaginal sex, unprotective sex, dubcon, bully!Reader
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virgin!Katsuki, who for the most part, doesn't get questioned about his personal life by friends or media. Because if he was asked about it he'd sure as hell get made fun of for being a big shot pro and still clinging to his v-card like that.
virgin!Katsuki who's never felt the warm walls of your cunt clench around him but has spent countless hours jacking off to the videos 'n pictures you send of yourself stuffed full to the brim with toys.
"Awww, bet you wish you could be even half as useful as my least favorite toy huh?" "Kaachan who can't even get his fingers in a girl."
"Compared to my toys you probably have the cutest little cock."
virgin!Katsuki who puts up with all the shit you say to him bc at the end of the day it makes him throb. Makes him ache even more for you. Even if you're playing him like a game. He doesn't care to stop it because pumping his cock to the sight of your videos and lewd comments when you're together make him thrive.
virgin!Katsuki who can feel the heat between your legs when you've managed to part him off from the gala. From all his friends. From his safety net. None of that matters though bc he swears he's going to have a heart attack just from the way you grip his hips and push him deeper into the closet.
virgin!Katsuki who knows he shouldn't be enjoying this while you sling nothing but vile lil comments towards him as you palm his cock. Teasing him about leaking all over these fancy clothes. And in such a public place. That you had no idea he was this much of a perv. But he can't help it, he's caught up in your web.
virgin!Katsuki who meekly tries to tell you that there should be condoms around here somewhere when you slip his cock against your pussy lips. Clear indication you intend to fuck him.
virgin!Katsuki who melts and can't think straight when you tell him to shut up. Because the only person he'll ever be fucking is you and that he should be honored that you're taking his pathetic little v-card at such an important event ♡
title: Lets Play House || Atsushi x fem!Reader
a/n: wow i have a crush on Atsushi eww
word count: 5.1k (whoops .-.)
tags: fem!Reader, long fic, porn w/ plot, age gap (18 yr old Atsushi/mid 20s reader), smut, no dom/sub dynamics, lovesick!Atsushi, nicknames (mommy/daddy used), vaginal fingering, oral (male receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, mild breeding kink, creampie, unedited
character(s): Atsushi Nakajima (bsd) + Dazai & Kyouka (ft)
synopsis: Like everyone else at the agency, Dazai pawns his work off on you. This latest time? A gifted young man kicked out of an orphanage. Ok, this can work, you do have the room in your home. Until the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and Atsushi begs you to let another gifted young orphan stay. Relenting, you start to realize a found family trope might be playing itself out under your very roof.
"You want me to what?"
Dazai laminated his case even harder, "I told you! This poor thing has no place to stay! Forlorn from the very orphanage he was raised in! Dying on the streets when I was floating down the river!"
Pinching the bridge of your nose in irritation. You don't have enough braincells to unpack why your coworker was in the river. Certain you had an idea. Still his request persisted after the first no. Now he was stuppoing to begging, "Why did you promise him a place to stay....if you don't have a place?!"
"But I do have a place!" Dazai gave you a playful poke, "Yours!"
"Dazai-"
"Listen you have all that space! It must get lonely being a single woman." Dazai painted a vivid picture, "Atsushi is a sweet thing. You'll hardly notice him. He'll be the best behaved guest you've ever had!"
"Anyone is better than you." You muttered under your breath.
"Exactly!" Dazai clapped his hands, "So won't you let him stay?"
A long drawn out sigh. Rubbing your temple drawing the line between the facts. If you didn't take him in, this newest coworker would be out on the streets. But if you did take him in, you'd be owed a favor by Dazai. Which, honestly, was useless. Still though. You couldn't let someone suffer when you had the means.
"...fine." You shut down Dazais celebratory exclamations with a fistful of his shirt in your grasp and yanking the greenbean of a man closer to you, "But if anything is ruined, you're paying for it."
An innocently pervasive grin blooming on Dazai's face as he didn't struggle from your grip, "Don't worry. I think you two will get along, just like familiy."
Much like the taste of bile. Admitting Dazai was ever right had a stinging bitterness to it. One that crawled in your throat and made vomiting sound better.
To avoid such things. You simply didn't tell Dazai he was right.
Atsushi was nothing like the flake of a man who'd proposed the living arrangements.
Sweet, nervous Atsushi had made himself comfortable finally after the first month. Learning little about him each passing day. The two of you had formed a good routine between work and leisure. Taking him in really wasn't like having Dazai. For that you were thankful for.
He kept his room clean. Cleaned up after himself. Stayed quiet during the night hours. You'd taken quite a liking to him. And Atsushi seemed more relax finally.
Relaxed enough that apparently in the heat of fighting for his and another's life. He neglected to think of repercussions of certain things. Awfully similar to Dazai. You were presented barely a month and a half after the two of you got comfortable. With an eerily familiar situation.
"Please- Please I'm so sorry to ask this of you-" Atsushi was almost in hestics asking you this, "Please allow Kyouka stay." He clutched his black tie over his heart with tears threatening his lashes, "I'm sorry to ask you to do this. She has no place else to go- I've been there and I just- I couldn't let them do that to her. I'm so sorry I just-"
Sighing loud enough to interrupt his rant. You roll your head and groan, "Well, least you're sorry. That's one plus over Dazai."
Confusion very clear on Atsushi's face. You scratch at your ear and elaborate flippantly.
"You took on another person who needed help." You smiled softly at Atsushi, "Even if it meant giving the shirt off your back."
Atsushi frowned. Recalling something Kunikida told him, "...I know, I only have room on my boat for one person. I just couldn't-"
"Boat?" You couldn't help the chuckle pass your lips, "Atsushi if it's a boat, well, you've got room on this one." Gesturing around you to your home. Physically, if it were a boat, then more than just the three of you could be housed here, "Don't worry." You rested a hand on his shoulder seeing the tears break past his lashes to spill down his cheeks, "You're on my boat. And I've got room for another."
Bottom lip quivering. Atsushi didn't even ask before throwing his arms around you. Encasing you in a tightening hug when he went to bury his dampened face in the crook of your neck, "Thank you! Thank you so much."
Returning with your arms tight around his torso. You rub Atsushi's back and rest your chin on his shoulder unable to keep from laughing when the trembles of tears rattle from his chest, "I wasn't going to kick you out for doing the right thing Atsushi." The two of you break apart from the hug enough to see one another. His tear blotted cheeks wiped on your shoulder. And your smile turning up the corners of your lips. All you can do is chuckle and ruffle his hair, "We just have ourselves a little family finally filling out this big house of mine."
Atsushi's eyes fluttered quickly and he felt something twanged in his heart looking at you, "...f-family?"
"Yeah," Your smile fills him with more of the tingle constricting in his chest, "Our little family."
Atsushi went from helpful. To kicking it into full gear to take care of things around the home.
An extra body didn't accumulate much mess or extra food. But Atsushi wouldn't be swayed from his help. From cleaning more frequently. Even before you got up. To starting meals and grocery shopping with you regularly. When asked about it, all the young man could do was smile and say he enjoyed being able to help.
"You know I could do it myself." You carried one of the bag of groceries from the store as Atsushi packed the other three, "Kyouka doesn't eat too much anymore. I don't mind doing the shopping. Could give you a break you know?"
"Break?" Atsushi laughed a little nervously behind the bags crowding his vision as he followed you out, "I don't need a break at all. I like doing things for the house."
"If I didn't know better," You smiled back at him, "I think you like playing house."
Flushed with red Atsushi hid his face in the brown bags, "...It's nice to have a place to sleep. I'm just trying to show you how grateful I am for everything."
Taking a step back so you were beside him. You took a bag from his grip and added it to the one you were already holding. Freeing up Atsushi's arm just so you could link yours with his. Beaming a smile at him, "I know how grateful you are Atsushi. Don't worry. You'll always have a place with me."
That same flush on his cheeks seemed to dissipate a little. Feeling the warmth of your forearm linked around his. Atsushi felt that familiar twinge in his chest. One he was so appreciative to have after all these years. And you gave it to him. All he could ever think about was repaying you. Atsushi knew he had to do more to do just that.
"I don't think I could eat another bite." Kyouka patted her stomach after Saturday's dinner had finally ended.
You could only nod and wash down your meal with the tea Atsushi had been sweet enough to refill three times now for you, "That was amazing Atsushi. How did you even learn to cook like that?"
Laughing it off he palmed the back of his neck as the compliments came in, "I uh, I stayed a lot in the kitchen at the orphanage. It kept me away from other kids. But I did ask Kunikida for some tips for this meal."
"It was good." Kyouka groaned when she realized she was stuffed to the brim, "I couldn't eat anymore. I think I need to lay down."
"Go on to your room," You grabbed your plate a long with a few others before standing up from the table, "You too Atsushi. I'll clean up."
Kyouka didn't need another push. She was contentedly waddling to her room within seconds you heard her door shut. Atsushi on the other hand didn't budge. And when you looked back at the table to see him gathering all the other plates you were surprised.
"You don't have to worry about it Atsushi." You said softly when he placed the plates in the sink you were filling up, "You did so much, I can at least clean up for you."
"No, it's alright," He smiled at you, "I want to help you."
There was no fighting his help. And things would go twice as quick.
Standing in front of the sink. Atsushi rinsing and placing them in the drying rack after you washed them. A stagnant quietness settled between you both. But it wasn't nerve wracking or awkward. No, it felt more like you'd both been doing this for years. Like you'd lived like this forever.
Content with this feeling. You had just a few more dishes to wash. So when you leaned into Atsushi and rested your head against his. The two of you chuckled softly as dishes were finally finished up together. Clean and collected in the drying rack. It looked like a real family meal had just been had with all the clean dishes.
"I was....thinking about watching a movie." Atsushi sheepishly breached the rest of his evening plans after you both finished up.
"Oh?"
He nodded, trying to swallow the lump in his throat, "I was- Um- Would you like to?"
Placing a hand on his wrist you nod before he short circuits, "I would love to."
Movie nights weren't new.
The two of you had sat and binged some old TV show right when he moved in. So spending time together in the living room together wasn't anything new.
What was new was the crampedness on the small couch when Kyouka heard the opening credits to a movie playing in the living room.
Normally you sat on one end. Atsushi on the other. And surprisingly you hadn't all watched TV together yet. So the seating arrangement was up in the air. Until you offered Kyouka your spot on the end. Leaving you to squish up against Atsushi or find a different seat.
Much to his insistence. He was at least reassured the arm over your shoulder as you leaned into him was far more comfortable than if he sat on the floor or you pulled up a chair. Kyouka didn't mind either way. And the girl ended up laying in your lap half way through the movie anyways.
When all was said and done. Kyouka in your lap, passed out half way through in a food coma. It left you and Atsushi snuggled together on the cramped loveseat. Feeling the gentle fall of your shoulders with steady breathing as you watched the screen flicker. You couldn't hear or feel the thump in his chest. But Atsushi swore for half the movie his heart would erupt and run out of this room at any moment.
So when the movie finally ended and his heart was in tact. Still in his chest. With you resting against him. He knew this was right where he was supposed to be.
"Kyouka," You nudged the teen awake, "Kyouka go brush you teeth and lay down."
Mumbles and grumbles here. But she didn't fight it much. Eyes still closed. The girl drug herself up from the couch and into her room. Ready for bed way before you insisted she go. Once more leaving just the two of you.
"Thank you." You swiveled around to Atsushi who seemed surprised by your words, "For the dinner and movie date."
"Oh! I- I wasn't- I mean I just thought it would be nice-"
His stammering cut off when you placed your hand on his upper thigh. Just to lean in and press a ginger kiss to his warm cheek. Words failing him. All you could do was give him a sleepy smile and thank him for the night. Before sending yourself to your room. Alone.
Bathed in soothing warm water.
Lulled by the comfort of a scratchy towel you dried off with.
And content slipping into bed with nothing under your silken gown.
You waited for sleep to reintroduce itself to you as it had been in the living room. But the tiredness you felt snuggled down in the couch next to Atsushi seemed to vanish. Even the lingering warmth from your hot bath didn't do the trick.
Laying awake in your bed staring at the ceiling. Untired for the oddest reasons.
'Atsushi is probably sleeping...'
His room right next to yours. This old house told tales when people were still awake. So the silence from the wall between you two must have meant he was asleep.
Torn by the wokeness in your bones. Flipping to your side to mindlessly face the door to your room. It was all but a coincidence when you settled and that moment later your door creaked open.
Sitting up quickly to the intruder. You thought for a second you would be alarmed. Then when the dim light of the city outside your blinds spilled onto the faceless body coming in.
"Atsushi-?" You whispered unexpectant to see his pale face in your room.
A squeak of surprise from the man. He clasped his hands over his mouth and caught your gaze with wide eyes, "I'm sorry! I just- I thought-"
"Couldn't sleep either?" You relaxed. Knowing at least who it was settled your nerves.
Reaching over to the bed side lamp. Flicking it on with a quick touch. The warm light bathed the two of you in its dull glimmer. Atsushi on his knees a bit away from your futon. He seemed as awake as you were. Still though, you two hadn't met this late yet.
"No." Atsushi finally admitted. Wringing his palms in his lap. Looking down at them with a drowning sadness to his features, "I couldn't sleep."
Sat up in your bed. Silken straps hanging down around your arms. And the deep dip in your gown that never saw the light of anything outside your bedroom. You sat all but pristine in your covers when Atsushi braved meeting your gaze once more. Sharing a heat to both your cheeks when the dark night reminded the two of you that you'd never seen one another like this.
"I've got some herbal gummies...you could try those I guess?" You offer to solve his sleepless problem.
He shook his head, "No...I don't think I need anything. I- I was tired earlier. On the couch. And thought, maybe- I don't know I'm sorry this is stupid. I shouldn't have bothered you I can just-"
"Do you want to lay with me?" You clarify what he was stumbling over his words about. If it was what was happening on the couch. Then the cuddling is exactly what had been sticking to your mind even after your bedtime routine.
He doesn't bring his eyes up from his lap. Knuckles white as he twists his hands together clearly nervous.
Just as awake as you'd been laying in bed alone. You move your legs around under the heavy comforter. It's soothing but not what your body wants. Almost stuck on the way it felt laying together on the couch. You ask him once more if he would like to lay with you.
"Y-Yes." Atsushi impulsively blurts.
Your eyes meet and you pull back the comforter. Revealing the space in your bed almost perfect for another person.
Atsushi lets go of his own hands. Leaning forward onto his hands and knees. Crawling slowly over to you in the dimly lit room. Until he stops at the edge of your futon. Looking up to see your face inches from his. Just like before, his face blooms in blush.
"....a-are you sure?" He wants nothing more than to already be in that bed with you. But his words hold him back.
Swallowing the lump growing in your throat. You reach out and touch the top of his hand without breaking eye contact, "Well....we are like a family...It's alright."
Trembling ever so slightly when he eases his way into the bedding next to you. Atsushi slips his feet under the blanket. Feeling yours brush his when he seizes. Holding his breath until you pull up the comforter a little more on both your laps and look over at him. Atsushi sitting next to you in bed. All you can do is offer a sheepish smile.
"If we were playing house, it's like you'd be the mommy." Atsushi mumbles without a second thought. But when his words settle in the air it quickly registered in him what he just said.
In an attempt to salvage his self deprecation for messing up. You rest your hand on his thigh above the comforter, "Well...doesn't daddy normally sleep in the same bed with mommy then?"
Atsushi's tongue runs over his bottom lip and it's very clear his eyes can't stay focused on your face without dropping down to dip in your gown hardly covering the tops of your breasts, "I mean- If we were playing house. Then, yeah, you're right. Heh since mommy is always right."
Almost thankful for the poor light touching all the shadows in the room. You give his thigh a squeeze. Telling him he's right. That is, if you were playing house. But mentioning also how you both should probably get some sleep.
A stagnant back and forth about turing off the light. Until finally you reach back around and flick it off. Engulfing the two of you in the same darkness of your room as both lay back down.
Facing him. And Atsushi facing you. The two of your faces are mere inches from each other when you feel the tickle of his breath on your cheek. Even the mintness from his toothpaste still faintly there. It's all but pushed to the back of your mind when you can only look at the reflection of the dampened city lights reflect in his eyes.
"...Playing house, how silly, it's like- To go to bed we'd share a good night kiss or something." Atsushi stammered in his hushed whispered.
You laugh a little, feeling your chest thudding as his body relaxes closer to yours, "Heh yea, especially after a date night. Movie and a dinner? Definitely a kiss after all that. So we could go to bed."
"So mommy and daddy could go to bed."
"Yeah...so mommy and daddy could go to bed..."
Remembering the brief kiss spared on the couch. Just a peck but still the sensation of your lips vividly real in his mind. Atsushi swallowed his fear in the moment of the night. Reaching his hand out to find your side just so when he leaned into you he couldn't miss. But miss is exactly what he did.
Cheek kiss turned to the brush of lips against lips. Atsushi found his cupids bow meeting your own with the tiny space between each other. A joke kiss. Turned real when Atsushi pushed himself into you.
Your hand came up to grab at his elbow just so you could roll closer to him. Flush against him when your lips finally met. This wasn't a joke anymore. Not with the way you gripped his arm and he gathered a fistful of your side. Just so you two wouldn't break the kiss.
Hunger over took tiredness. Lips parting when your tongue darted along his bottom lip. Atsushi opened his mouth without letting a squeak of space between the two of you. Soon it wasn't just your lips that were touching. Bodies pressed together under the heavy comforter while your legs tangled together and chests rose and fell with deep breathes. Breaking apart seemed worse than death at this point.
It had to come though. Wads of blankets getting wedged between your grinding bodies. The dreadful act of breaking the kiss apart was coming quickly. With it the fear that this would be called off. And when you finally pulled away from Atsushi. Faces close enough to feel his unsteady breaths. You reached up and grabbed him once more. Mashing your lips together best you could as words escaped you. You didn't want to quick pretending either.
Mind made of bunches of cotton fuzz taking over all his thoughts. Atsushi couldn't think straight. Couldn't act right. Hands trembling over every inch of you he wanted to touch. And touch you more is exactly what he did. The heated make out session leading to the two of you grinding against each other. His leg trapped between your legs. Had he not taken a moment to realize what was going on. Atsushi wouldn't have noticed his fistfuls of your side had hiked up your gown. In doing so, your warm puffy cunt lips were pressed to the top of his pajama pants.
As fortunate as it would seem a groping make out session would be. It wasn't enough. To either of you.
"I want more." You mumble against his lips. Feeling the buzz to your own. You honestly have no idea how far you pulled away from him to speak but nothing seems real in the heated space between the two of you.
"Lets play house." Atsushi presses his forehead, full of need and want as he grips your hips and pulls you against him, "Play house with me."
An abstract idea you both seemed to be interrupting the same way.
Full of need when his grasp finally let up on your sides. Your hips moved on their own but his thigh wasn't enough. Grabbing Atsushi's wrist just to guide his touch down to your thighs. Gown pulled up around your belly. Leaving your soft skin for him to touch instead. Atsushi hardly stopped himself when his fingers lead him to feel between your legs.
Just like the top of his thigh. His fingertips were met with the softness of your pussy lips. Grazing them when a groan left your parted lips. Atsushi suddenly found the wetness just past that. Dipping his fingers closer to your quivering core as your fingertips dug into his arms and breath became shaky.
You and his desire for more lead him to push them down deeper. Knuckles deep between your pouty cunt lips. Slick with your juices until once more Atsushi found something even more exciting. Your entrance.
One finger. It's all it took. Slimy with your juices. Atsushi slipped his finger into you with little resistance to it but the death grip on his arms growing when he swiped the single digit against your plush walls.
"A-Atsushi-" Name falling past your lips. You leaned into him just until your forehead met his. Perhaps embarrassed to be panting against his lips. It didn't stop you from rutting your hips into his touch and tightening your thighs, "Mmm- Feels good-"
A hitch in his breathing. The poor thing hadn't even paid attention to the strain of his cock against his pants. Thin fabric keeping his cock still pressed to his stomach. It didn't keep the precum from soaking through the fabric. Creating a bigger wet spot with each passing second. So when you reached down to return the favor. You felt the damp coolness from his soaked pants meet your fingertips.
"Atsushi-" You whispered against his cheek, "Lets do more."
Heart in his throat. He had no desire to turn back. With a little coaxing from you. Atsushi's finger left your needy walls only for a second. He was up on his knees. With his pants pulled down around his thighs and his cock twitching freely inches from your face.
Thick with musk. Even for all the precum his pants had soaked up. With his cock standing at attention so close to your face. Even in this darkness you could see the glimmer of precum roll down his slit as Atsushi stared down at you with a love drunk half lidded looks.
"Let mommy help..." You reached out, gripping the base of his cock as your lips engulfed his tip.
Atsushi couldn't prepare himself for the way your lips felt swallowing him up. Tongue twitching against the underside of his cock. He couldn't stop the jerk of his hips. Thankful your hand was holding his base or else he'd of accidentally thrusted down your throat. But when you looked up at him with cheeks hallowed out and sucking his cock in your own bed, Atsushi just about melted.
"Mommy helping daddy...just like in a real family..." Atsushi whispered between husky breathes. He looked down to your propped open legs. Inviting him to touch more. Compelling to help more, "Daddy can help too..."
Finding his fingers gliding on either side of your clit. He found them slick in no time as he toyed with your entrance. Reverberations of your moans on his cock. Fueling the hunger you sucked him off with. And when Atsushi didn't think you could do more. The seconds his fingers slipped knuckles deep inside you was the moment he nearly lost it.
Lips pushing past just his head. Tongue lapping at his sensitive gland with all of the glory and warmth of your cheeks milking him. Atsushi hunched over a little barely holding it together as he pumped his fingers inside you.
What was a slow and steady tease. Quickly turned to the squelch of your juices dripping and coating everything as Atsushi fingered you. Driving his fingers deep into you just when you bucked your hips up. Responsible for muffling his own moans. You were quieted by his cock in your mouth as you desperately sucked him off on your back. Legs spread wide as he stuffed and stretched your soaked slit until both of you broke from your trance.
"I want you-" Atsushi's words almost that of a tearful plea. Overstimulated simply from foreplay. With his fingers in you all he could think of was replacing them with his cock.
"Please." You grabbed him back down to you.
Sloppy. Kissing him with passion as the taste of his cock lingered between both your lips. Atsushi didn't care if it was him on your lips. Tasting your tongue on him was enough to let his body do whatever you directed it to.
So when he ended up on his back this time. Pants around his ankles. And your leg being thrown over his side. Atsushi came back to reality the second your soaked cunt drew up along his length. Coating him in your musky juices as Atsushi stared up at you with an awestruck look. When you finally noticed him staring at you. You couldn't help but ask what exactly he was staring at.
"...you're so beautiful." Atsushi murmured in all seriousness. Eyes fixated up on you in the vague light filling the room. Even with your core pressing against his cock. All he could do was stare up at you like you were the sun and moon in the sky.
Leaning forward you caught your lips on his. From the hungry motions of your bodies before. Time slowed. Cupping his face as your hips settled back. Atsushi's tip threatening to push inside you with even a little bit of movement. Just like that you stayed until the kiss slowly dissipated.
"...lets do more than just play house." You muttered against his lips. Foreheads brushing agaisnt each other when you pushed his blond hair back and kissed him briefly, "Lets live it. Every day. Together."
Atsushi's hips came up just when your weight came to rest completely on him. Every inch of his cock sinking into you in no time. The first twitch of him inside you only caused you to squeeze your hips and push down on him further. In a haze of lust just at the thought of Atsushi's cock violating the deepest parts of you.
His turn to grab your face. Atsushi reintroduced your lips. But not without the first stroke of his hips making you bounce up on his cock. Moans muffled with the kiss. It was quick to set a pace of him driving his length as deep into you as possible. Drunk of the way your walls twitched and tightened around him when he hit the right spot.
"Y-Yes-" Atsushi nodded, breathless against your lips, holding you as close to him as possible when your hips joined the fun. His thrusts being met with your hips coming down on him. The filthy noises of you two fucking being nothing but sweetness that filled the dark room together, "Please- I want to be with you every day. At work- At home- I don't want to go anywhere. I- I love you-"
"Atsushi-" You gasped against his lips. His words drowned out when his cock hit hard against your g-spot.
"I want to make a bigger family-" Atsushi panted. Slap of his thighs against yours. Fucking you with deep strokes that seemed endless even as you began tightening and trembling on him, "Please- I can move in here- Fuck- We can have another room- Fill it- Fill it with-"
"Fill it with a baby!" You smashed your lips against his to keep your noises at bay. There was no coming back. Your body doing it's own thing when your orgasm over took you. Grinding down on him like your life depended on it.
It didn't end there though. Your orgasm crashing over to Atsushi who couldn't do anything but drive himself deep into your core. His cock swelling it felt like the second he rutted deep into you and didn't let go. Not until every single drop of sticky cum poured into you. Painting your insides with thick globs of seed that wasn't going to be dripping out of you anytime soon. And with Atsushi's cock buried inside you even when he utterly relaxed under you. His seed seeped deeper into you as the two of you found it in yourselves to catch your breath.
"...do you mean that?" You bring your face from the crook of his neck. Dewy with sweat and breathing heavily. Looking down you're pretty sure you've never seen someone as handsome as Atsushi before.
With his bangs clinging to his forehead. And cheeks tinted in red mostly from exhaustion, he smiles with a sheepish nod, "I do."
A breathy laugh. All you can do is push your forehead down against his and snake your arms around his shoulders. Dazai was right, he was exactly what you needed. And at this rate there might not be any hiding it for long.
title: Sensible Sake || IBenimaru Shinmon x fem!Reader
a/n: this anon gave me the best thirst in my entire life and now they get a fic and a kiss on the lips; fair warning I blacked out writing this and came back horny af
word count: 2k
tags: fem!Reader, alcohol consumption, everyone is very willing participants, pwp, grinding, groping, thigh/pussy job, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, creampie, light on the mommy kink, unedited
character(s): Benimaru Shinmon (Fire Force)
synopsis: Waka can’t handle his booze - based on this ask
Everyone in Asakusa could out drink Shinmon.
From the old woman down the street who constantly made too much daifuku. To even the newest greenhorns to Company Seven’s fire brigade. Even Konro on a Tuesday evening could drink more than Shinmon could ever hold.
This was to say poor Waka was the lightest drinker in Asakusa.
What was comfortably tipsy to you and Konro. Was nearly a passed out Shinmon in the living area of the barracks. You looked over at Konro as you sipped the last of your sake. Letting the lieutenant know it was getting close to getting the poor captain asleep.
“I stayed with him last time,” Konro shook his head, “It’s your turn.”
Lips on your drink you can’t help but roll your eyes with a smile, “Fine. But you have to get the mats.”
There was no argument there. Konro was more than happy to get the sleeping arrangements made up if it meant he got to go back and sleep in his own room. Not that you minded. A normally passed out Shinmon didn’t move much after he was ushered into bed.
Which he was easy to get into bed. He never argued at least when he was like this and you and Konro got him laid down. Good nights were said. Leaving you alone with the captain curled up next to you on his mat. Nothing but the sliver of moonlight pouring in from the window overlooking the garden.
With his soft breathing beside you. It was easy to doze on and off. Swimming in a comfortably murky daze induced by the sake. Enjoying your quiet time when you felt something rub against your hip.
Eyebrow arching up. You roll over to find Shinmon having moved closer to you. His eyes still completely closed as he mumbled something in a slur.
“C’mere, you big baby,” You sigh with a smile as it was clear he was trying to snuggle up against the nearest warmth.
Shinmon pressed his face against your breast. Close as he could get as the rest of him followed. Needy hands gripping fistfuls of your sides as you propped yourself up on your elbow. Mindless hands going through his soft black hair. You can’t help the smile living on your lips in your comfortable tipsy state as Shinmon rubs up against you.
“This happens every time you drink y’know?” You murmur in the quiet space between you.
“I know....’m just warm...” He mumbled against your breast. Nuzzling his face against your soft warmth as his hands roamed and traveled as they wanted.
Touching down your side and grabbing your squishy sides. His hips moving on their own as he rubbed against you. Shinmon’s mass of black hair tucked close to your chest as you traced small circles through his hairline. Just letting the man give off the tiniest moans as he ground himself into you.
Again you sighed but it was all for show. The smile still sitting on your lips when you pulled your kimono aside. Allowing your breasts to spill from them and taking him no time to latch his mouth onto one of them. Shinmon’s free hand coming up to grope and massage the one he couldn’t also have in his mouth.
“Waka-” You gasp softly, hand at the back of his head pulling him close as his tongue washes over your sensitive nipple and his other hand pulls gently at the other, “Mmm you know they’re sensitive when we drink.”
He moaned something inaudible against your breast. Didn’t matter what he would say as you just held him closer to you. Shinmon’s hips pressed against yours as you felt him grind his clothed hard on against your front. Gaining any friction he could between his robes and yours. A string of little mewls leaving his lips as he couldn’t be torn from your tits even for a second.
Turning better onto your side. Room spinning only slightly from your sake. You giggle as he switches breasts and lavishes the other in his warm tongue just as his hips rut against your thigh. Through a few fumbles and snickers and moans. It takes only a second before the front of both your robes are open and pushed to the side. Bare bodies against one another with skin soft and warm to the touch.
Attention entirely on his fixation. Shinmon can’t and won’t be moved from your breasts. Latched on as he nurses at them while his hips have another idea. All while his poor leaking cock prods against your thigh.
Adjusting a little. His cock goes from brushing against your upper leg. To being sandwiched between your thighs. A very clear improvement when the man groans against your tit. His cock slipping between your thighs as well as rubbing against your pussy as he tilts his hips up.
The top of his cock grinding along your cunt lips. Soaked from the attention and the alcohol in your system. Leaving the two of you extra sensitive when his hips begin to move on their own.
“Ah~ M-Mommy-” Shinmon groans against your boob.
“Shhh- Don’t wake anyone Waka.” You coo quietly to the man fucking himself between your thighs. Each swip of his cock between your legs making his length wetter with your juices. Making it even easier for his cock to grind against your throbbing clit as his length slips between your cunt lips, “F-Fuck Waka- Feels good-”
Back with his lips latched to your breast. He can’t be swayed from sucking on them. Tongue swirling around your hard bud and sucking as much into his mouth as he could. Shinmon moans muffled by your breast as his cock thrusts between your thighs. The warmth of your pussy right there but the drunk man far too into his movements to be able to tear himself away from it.
Cock head gliding against your aching clit. You can’t help but join in his movements. Rutting your hips to the motion of his thrusts. Feeling your juices coat not only his cock but also your thighs as Shinmon groans against your breast. Consumed in the ache that grinding on his cock leaves you with. It takes you a moment to register the warmth dripping down the back of your thigh and his movements stalling.
“Aww, Waka, did you cum?” You whisper as his cum drips down the back of your thigh and you can feel his dick throbbing between your thighs.
He nods with your tit still in his mouth. Eyes blissfully closed as his hair hangs heavy in his face. Moaning each time you move your hips and drag your cunt along his cock.
Clearly not going away. And now covered in your juices and having your core riled up. There’s no real other option for the two of you.
Shinmon reluctantly lets go of your tit. Both of them hard as could be from his incessant attention. But as the man flops over onto his back. Cock standing at attention still with the glistening of your juices and his cum slathered all over him. You come up on top of him. Caging him between your arms and pinning him down with your hips. Both of your moan the second you grind yourself along the underside of his cock.
“Warm- Shit so warm-” Shinmon groans. Head tipped back as he grabs fistfuls of the futon under you both, “M-Mommy-”
“Wanna fuck me Waka?” Your words a little slurred as you keep grinding on him. Fighting the urge to sink down right away on his cock, “You wanna put your cock in me that bad huh?”
The captain nods. Almost desperately as he rolls his head back and ruts his hips up against yours. Feeling your hard clit along the underside of his cock. Already sensitive from cumming. But it won’t ruin how desperate he is.
It’s hard to argue with both your needs. Lifting yourself up just a little bit. Reaching down best you can to position him at your entrance and not fall off. It’s the second his cock presses against your core is when you sit all your weight back down on his hips. Cock slipping inside you with ease and meeting with the flutter of your aching cunt in no time.
“Fuck- Waka-” You can’t help your nails dig into his chest as you rest comfortably on his hips. Savoring the feeling of his cock stretching you out and adjusting to him. Every single one of your nerve endings feeling ultra sensitive as he unknowing flexes his cock inside you. Sending a shiver right up your spine, “Ah fuck~”
Leaning down to catch his slightly parted lips on your own. What follows is the way his cock rubs against your insides as he threatens to pull out of you at this angle. Doing your best to grind back down on him as the two of you kiss.
Sloppy as it is. Tasting like sake on both your lips. Shinmon groans into your lips as he can hardly focus enough to raise his hands and cup your face. Doing the same to hold him gently in your palms as the two of you kiss and grind on one another. His cock reaching deeper inside you until you have to have more.
Sitting back and feeling all of him slip back into you. Your core tightens around him, “Mmm needy baby.”
“Mommy more-” Shinmon slurs his moans as he reaches up to grab your tits.
Leaning forward and hands placed on his chest. His warm bare skin under your touch. Your laugh turns easily into a moan when you feel yourself moving on his cock. Hips staring on their own. Lazily bouncing and grinding yourself on his length. Shinmon’s moans bubbling up under you as you ride him.
The slight lewd noises of your skin slapping against his. No real rhythm to the way you bounce and grind yourself on his cock. Chasing the stomach tightening ache each time his cock hits your deepest parts.
“Look at you....all hard for me, for mommy?” You manage between your moans. Watching with half lidded eyes as Shinmon looks like a beautiful fucked out mess under you, “Want mommy to cum?”
He nods. Almost desperately, “Please. Mommy- Please cum-”
Even if he had said no. You weren’t sure you could stop it. The shudder in your core as your bouncing turned to grinding. His cock deep inside you as your clit grinded against his dark bush. Your hips having a mind of their own as your voice lost itself to the moans escaping you.
“Shit- Fuck Waka- Waka I’m cumming~” Lewd noises choked in your throat. Your hips shudder erratically on his. Your core tightening around his length as you rode out your orgasm above him. Clit throbbing as your couldn’t grind against him enough. Your back arching and breath stolen from your lungs as your orgasm overtook you.
Followed shortly by his deep groans below you. The friction too much even if he already came. Shinmon groaning desperately under you as his cock throbbed inside you. Another load. This time being left inside your quivering cunt instead of all over it. His cum seeping into your deepest parts as the two of your grinded against each other until nothing but your panting could be heard.
Sticky and breathing heavily. You looked down at the man under you. A blissful smile on his face that you couldn’t say no to. Slowly pulling off his length until you felt the first glob of cum leave you. Dripping back down onto his spent cock as you leaned forward and pressed your tits into his face.
Shinmon more than happy to take them back into his mouth. You relax on top of him and savor the warmth of not just the alcohol in your system now. His mouth latched to your tit and his cum leaking out of you in the mostly dim room. Shinmon’s soft breath tickling your tit as you kissed his forehead and combed your fingers through his hair.
Maybe for Konro’s sake, you’d take care of watching Waka every time the three of you drank. He was the lightest drink in all of Asakusa. It was only right of you to look after your captain.
Very much agree with the idea of the Zenin clan being very fucked up. Reader being Megumi’s aunt & noticing how much your nephew looks like his father (aka your beloved brother Toji who you you shared many intimate trysts with before his passing). You fulfill Megumi’s and yours mommy kink, sharing nights w/ his mouth latched to your breasts while you teach him the ways you & Toji fucked. Corrupting him to where he adopts many of Toji’s kinks. He yearns for your attention & praise as you teach.
you anon, are one of the beautiful sexy vibrant minds that I'm gonna smooch. This. This is fucking beautiful.
The only male born heir for the Zenin clan. You can't help but be programmed to praise the cute chubby little face Toji brought into the world. Partially because Megumi would become the new leader. But more than anything because you're dear sweet brother had him.
Bittersweet it wasn't you who had the gracious privilege to carry Megumi (or any of Toji's children). How many nights you and Toji had spent from the moment you were aware of each others bodies, wrapped up together. Touching and exploring well past what was simply just sibling curiosity.
Every Zenin who'd ever found the two of you growing up turning a blind eye. No matter how many times they'd find the two of you fucking in the grounds gardens. Or Toji eating you out in the helps quarters. Or you sucking him off under the covers every night before bed. They saw it. The Zenin clan just didn't stop it.
Perhaps by gracious luck. Or by what you thought was a spiteful god. The two of you never had a child. And when age and jobs separated the two of you. Every time you reunited it was in a moment of fiery heated passion. Even the last time you would reunite and the first time you'd meet Megumi.
Of course you couldn't turn your brother's request to look after his son. Toji meant the world to you and by extension it was easy to take Megumi in as your own.
Mourning your brother's death while still caring for Megumi. How many nights Megumi would wake up to find you crying. Comforting you with hugs and cuddles even as he grew more and more. Looking more and more like his father everyday.
Inevitable that your ache for Toji would only transfer onto Megumi. He looked so much like him. His hair felt just like his. And every time you kissed his cheek it was like Toji was right there with you.
Without a mother. And without a father. Megumi sought anything that felt like a comforting touch. A similarity you both shared.
Soon his hands on your thigh during prayers lead further up. Or a hand on your shoulder when you sat before the heir made it's way to slipping under your kimono. Touch tested first until both of you were in the wraps of a quiet room. Kissing for the first time.
Megumi the first person you'd kissed since Toji. You the only person Megumi ever kissed. Groping and grabbing with baited breath as you rely in hushed whispers how important his dad was to you. You were the only person who would talk about his father. Megumi always wanted to know more. Hear more. Be more.
It didn't take long for you to find Megumi shared so much similar with his father. The way his cum tasted on your lips. How powerful his thrusts could be. The way your bodies met felt like Toji was still with you. By no fault of your own, reenacting all of the things you use to do with your brother. Now with his very own son.
The only difference is that Megumi would never be Toji. You could tell him all the ways you use to fuck. What you would do on the Zenin grounds. And everything. But Megumi would never be Toji because for the first time after all your heated moments wrapped up together. Megumi would be the first man to ever you found yourself falling pregnant to.
Pregnant with your brother's son's child. Megumi would never be Toji. But a lasting gift from your very first love.
ok but CAN we talk about virgin bokuto because the thought has me foaming at the mouth
he's just so sensitive and needy :(
sucking bokuto sensitive nipples and he can't help but cum in his pants because it feels too good :(
ugh virgin!Bokuto is just *chefs kiss*
virgin!Bokuto who didn't really get serious about wanting to be intimate with someone well after his first official year with the Jackals. Who didn't have a non existent sex drive but one that he'd jerk off a few times a week to whatever was popular on Pornhub and then call it good. Who had an idea of how it worked and it felt nice but didn't spend too much thought on that. Until he met you.
virgin!Bokuto who can't get rid of his hard on. Jerking off daily and he can't keep his hands to himself. Who has been yelled at in the locker room multiple times but he just can't stop it. Every time he sees you it lingers with him days afterwards. Filling his head with lewd thoughts that plague him until he's fucking his own fist and moaning your name.
virgin!Bokuto who finally snags the ultimate catch. You. Nothing compares to how badly he needs you. Turning him into a mess just from the way you touch his arm and rest your hand on his thigh. None of it is hidden either. You catch on way before Bokuto wants to admit anything.
virgin!Bokuto who is a mess when you jerk him off for the first time. Thrusting, wiggling, moaning, panting, drooling. Big beef wing spiker reduced to a bitching moaning boy as he cums within seconds of you touching his cock. But he's so swallowed up in pleasure that you can overstim him without question. Bokuto can't get enough and babbles like a fool while he nods and begs for you.
virgin!Bokuto who lets you set the pace bc all he can think about is his cock buried inside you day in and day out. Anything you do to him has him rubbing himself to the thought of you. Until finally you just can't stand how pathetic he is anymore.
virgin!Bokuto who becomes your personal fuck toy bc he's a blank slate ready to do anything you want just to have you take his v-card <3
I’m 1000% certain that Benimaru is the type who wants his s/o to SIT on his face (not that hovering their pussy over his mouth) and wear your thighs as earmuffs. Straight up goes “If I suffocate, I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Those strong arms of his wrapped around you to make sure his mouth is the closest it can be to your dripping cunt, even continuing to eat you out as you come.
Benimaru (along with Shinra and a couple others) screamed chubby chaser/fat girl lovers from the second they opened their mouths. And Beni dying between your legs? Only way he'd expect to go.
It's not subtle.
The way Beni would bury his face between your legs when you're on your back. Smash his head between them when you're laying on your side. Press himself into you from behind.
No amount of hair pulling or leg squeezing. Is gonna keep this man's mouth off your cunt.
Messy. Drooling. Desperate pussy eating. Spit and juices dribbling down his chin. Man forgets to swallow as his tongue violates every inch of you without regret. Tongue grinding against your clit and dipping into your core as his face just gets wetter and wetter.
So when you finally sit on his face? It's no different.
Beni is the messiest pussy eater. Man is literally still on his back pushing his face up into your cunt just to feel your pussy lips mash against his own. Wants your juices to be smeared from the tip of his nose down to his chin. The way he ruts into your cunt and won't leave your clit alone until you're humping his face.
His tongue stops dipping into your quivering core the second he knows you're gonna cum. Resorting to his tongue on your clit like nothing else. Hard sensitive nub left to his insistence until Beni has you ripping his hair out. Suffocating him between every one of your folds. And fucking yourself on his mouth as if it was his dick.
In those rippling seconds after your orgasm. Those hands massaging and kneading your squishiest parts. That's when he dips his tongue back inside you. Just have you clench all around him all over again so he can see starts.
i saw a fic a while ago where sakusa asks reader to take his virginity because the rest of the team talked about how amazing she is and i wish i could find it again </3
i just want my own MSBY harem of pussy whipped inexperienced boys who will fall at my feet, is that too much to ask :/
VIRGIN ALL PROS OK BC THOSE VOLLEYBALL NERDS AIN'T GETTIN ANY OF IT
tags: fem!Reader, headcanons, corruption kink(s), handjob mention, titjob mention, vaginal sex, virgin!Haikyuu men, debauchery in generally
virgin!Hinata who humps your thigh the first time you're making out like his life depends on it. Man's thighs moving on their own. Cock smashed between his stomach and your thigh. Drool running down his chin bc he can't believe just how good this feels. Swallowed up in it with all the lewdest moans until exactly what you'd think would happen. He cums all over himself. Groaning into your mouth like a whore bc he can't stop it. But quickly trying to recover his cool ready to have sex even if it means overstimming himself for the first time out of many more to come.
virgin!Sakusa who had been staring at you for longer than he meant to. Ratting himself out more than once when he stared at your chest. Man's mask keeps it hidden when he licks his lips but doesn't hide the blatant stare he gives you. As awkward as he is hungry for you. The second you proposition him for something like a tit job he denies it. That is until the thoughts are plaguing him. Leaving even practice difficult. Until he has to bend and come crawling back to you. Just to have him blow his load all over your chest the second you even tap his swollen cock on your nipple as a tease.
virgin!Atsumu who pesters you like a puppy because he loves you and wants you to have it. Wants, no, needs you to take his v-card. When he's thrusting against your cunt because you told him he needs practice first. Telling him he has to make it more than five strokes before blowing his load or what else is there to do. He thinks his stamina is through the roof until loosing his v-card just ends up with him grinding against your pussy and cumming almost instantly. Lucky for you though another persistent overstimmer who'll push inside you and just use the excuse his cum is lube to give you his v-card
virgin!Meian who mad it three years into the big league before holding down a steady girlfriend. One that he couldn't keep his hands off of. But never went the next step because he was worried about looking bad. Big guy, kinda famous, still holding onto his v-card. Didn't wanna take the chance until you were edging him and slurping up and down his cock. No time to even know he was cumming when he came all over himself. Making it pretty cute that the big scary pro volleyball player came that quickly but you made it clear once wasn't gonna be the only time.
virgin!Inunaki who jerked off to the thought of you day in and day out. Even got himself a pocket pussy trying to make sure his stamina was up to snuff when the blessed time would come. He made it through the teasing, the handjob and the making out. But the second you told him to sink his cock into you like a good boy, he lost it. Creaming half in and half out. Cum everywhere as he groaned and cursed himself for coming undone at simple dirty talk.
virgin!Barnes who had a cock that matched his size. Big boy and even bigger cock that he'd shied away from doing too much in his younger years. Was all fun to say you were packing until no one wanted to have sex with you. So when you came along declaring his v-card was his. There was a slight chance you were joking. Quickly to find out you weren't when the man was fisting the sheets under him. Drowning in pleasure while you used him like a toy and let his cum seep into every inch of you. Claiming you were gonna make up for lost time for him.
virgin!Kageyama who barely even jerks off. In the shower, maybe. His first time wasn't even something he thought about until he was balls deep in you. Drowning in pleasure to the point he forgot to move at all. Bliss taking him to the next level when you grind on him. Not so much using him but encouraging him to follow your lead. He forgot his v-card was a thing because the second he sunk balls deep in you the setter found something he might enjoy doing more than volleyball.
virgin!Kourai who gloated that he could last during a blowjob. Your mouth was no match for him. Which was true, he could last a little longer than you'd expect. But what he couldn't last through was the dirty things you whispered in his ear. Jerking him off like a horny pubescent while he sat in the Schweiden's locker room. Cumming undone completely when you pumped his cock with both hands and said nothing but dirty lewd things you planned to do to him.
virgin!Ushijima who let you take the lead. In everything. Listening to how you told him to finger you. How to eat you out. How to get you to cum as many times as you wanted. So when you told him he was going to learn how to fuck you properly, he had no qualms. Holding off best he could not to cum when you pushed back on him. Praising him for being a good boy and how quickly he picked up on fucking you exactly how you wanted.
virgin!Fukuro who kept his goatee because you liked it when he ate you out. Not once had he gotten closer to you though. Until you told him that was going to change. Purposely letting him get you closer to cumming than ever. Just to tell him to fuck you. Another big man who fumbled but found it utterly worth it as you played with yourself and came around him in the seconds he slipped inside you. Asking him if he liked the way it felt. And when he kept nodding lost for words and a mild fool just from feeling your orgasm. You knew he was a pussy drunk fool in the making.
virgin!Tatsuto who avoided questions about his v-card. Made jokes and swept it under the rug. There was nothing to sweep under the rug though when you suffocated him in your cunt and leaned down to swallow up the middle blockers cock. Nothing short of a mess from your lips around his cock and your cunt in his face. No amount of desperate lapping at your soaked slit could prepare him for the second you straddled him and sunk down on his cock. Letting him get a front row seat to loosing his own v-card
virgin!Heiwajima who was a powerhouse like any libero. His finger game and tongue game was on point. But he was always hesitant to get further. Until you flipped the tables on him. Worshipping every inch of him until he was begging for you to help his poor aching cock. Making sure to touch every inch of him until it was the begging that allowed you to play with him. Using every inch of your body to watch him writhe and moan under you in pleasure. Loosing it on your tits first but the way his cock stood at attention watching you lick his cum up meant there was more places he could be leaving his seed than just your chest.
Something about Shigaraki desperately jacking himself off to fantasies of you just makes my brain go brrrrrrr
He always hopes that it will stop all of those weird feelings you give him, but it never does.
desperate Shigaraki in general makes the body entirely go brrr ok like- ugh
Shigaraki who you would assume has the most corrupted and depraved fantasizes.
Ones that you find only in the darkest depths and dingiest corners. His fantasizes plague him day in and day out about you. Disgust him and make him desperate to think of anything else. So they must be pretty fucked up fantasies right? Wrong.
The LOV leader grips his pillow with a white knuckle grip. Only with one hand though. Face buried in the plush fabric. Other hand between his legs pumping his cock. Hips moving to the tune of the way his three finger touch glides over his throbbing cock. Swiping over his slit once in a while just to keep his precum from dripping and drooling over his bedding.
It's not enough though. Jerking off is never enough.
Shigaraki always ends up on top of his pillow. Fucking it with his blue hair clouding his face. Eyes half lidded and jaw slack. Fucking himself against the pillow engulfed in the thought of it being you. Delving inside your plush cunt. Imagining your walls fluttering around his cock. Hearing your moans and praise. Giving you nothing but pleasure. Fucking his pillow to the thought of you being as needy as he is with him. And only him.
These fantasies that drive him to do this every night must be disgusting right? Ones normal people would become queasy over. His fantasies make no one but him nauseous though.
Shigaraki disgusted by himself as he holds onto the pillow. Humping it in desperation swallowed up in his thoughts. Horrid thoughts as he imagines the two of you intimate in the most sensual ways. In ways that seem more at home in a homemakers magazine and not in the bowels of a hellish criminal home. Shigaraki disgusted by himself as he fantasizes about the idea of a normal life with you.
House. Kids. Kissing you. Normality. He can't stop these thoughts as he ruts into the pillow under him. He curses himself for these sick ideals. Almost pleading he'd rather think of your tied up or screaming or anything else. He can't though. Nothing can stop him from the onslaught of daily thoughts each time he looks at you. Cumming hard to the thought of you telling him how much you love him. Soaking himself in cum as thoughts of you kissing his cheek and touching your pregnant belly and coming home send him to the point of no return.
Leaving him fucking his fist, his pillow or anything he can touch in desperation and frustration bc all he wants is you.
