real eaters. those who’s nose dig at your clit when they eat it. those who aren’t afraid of getting their face wet, proud of the shine that glistens on their chin. those obsessed with how red and puffy it gets when they slap it, strings of slick connecting you two as his hand pulls away. those who’d spend hours beneath you, and the others who can’t help but hump and grind against the edge the bed, craving more. eaters who moan as they eat, those who groan against it. those who take it slow, taking long laps, that get their tongue real dirty. eats who loves sucking on that beaten bud, no matter how sensitive it may be now. eaters, those truly in love with that pretty pussy.
YOUR FIRST TIME with him was so soft, so sweet. It was everything you imagined your first time to be.
You came over just to hang out, play some games, eat some junk food you knew you were most likely going to regret eating later on. But at the moment, it was good as fuck. The tv was bright, showcasing the broken down, yet still elegant building that his character was running and sliding through. It was almost every time that you came over, he was playing or wanted to play Call of Duty. His favorite, of course, being modern warfare 2.
You weren't playing yet, frankly because you thought you sucked at COD; despite his praises and slight guidance whenever he saw that you were messing up a bit. But never once did he scold you, or tell you that you were bad, even jokingly.
Eating the bag of chips he had bought for you for the next time you came over, you were slightly pressed against his side, but not enough to the point where you were almost cuddling him. Your arm pressed against his tense one, the fronts of your thighs pressed against your chest and stomach. He was focused on the game, as were you, but his eyes would land on your relaxed form each time he died. Now and then your eyes would meet, and you'd give him a small smile before lightly pushing him, telling him to focus on the game.
"It's kinda hard to focus with you watching. I've got performance anxiety." He said, somewhat being sarcastic, but he also didn't want to mess up in front of you and somehow fumble. Even though he kinda already was.
"You're gonna lose anyway." You teased, turning your gaze back to the tv where the screen showed bright bold letters saying, 'DEFEAT' before he was sent back to the lobby. You couldn't help but laugh before turning back to him. "What did I say?!"
"You jinxed me!" He said in retaliation, throwing the controller to the side before pushing you against the couch, making you land on your back. "Nuh uh! I just called it!" You said, giggling as he playfully tackled you on the couch, making you push and shove him away, or attempt to at least. It was all fun and giggles before you noticed he stopped and was staring at you.
"What, you mad?" You teased, looking up at him with a mischievous smirk and a certain look in your eyes. "No, but you look really good like this." You couldn't help but scoff and roll your eyes, pushing on his chest to somehow get him to sit up, though he never did. "Ew, don't say things like that." You grumbled, though a teeny tiny smile formed on the corners of your mouth.
"It's true, you don't think so?" He asked, his voice suddenly becoming softer as he moved the bag of chips to the side table without you noticing. You were too focused on his comment, and he knew that. "You're so weird."
"Yeah, but you like it." He said before leaning down, his hands on either side of your head as his lips eventually met yours. Your hands against his chest relaxed as you melted into the kiss, sighing against his lips. He took that as a sign to keep going, and deepened the kiss ever so slightly. He pressed his lips rougher against your own, showing you exactly how much he'd been wanting this as the kiss became more desperate and messy.
Your lips parted ever so slightly to run your tongue between his lips, making him take the hint and part his own to allow your tongue to roam and explore. He whimpered as your tongue battled with his own, feeling your hands slip underneath his shirt, feeling the warm skin underneath. "Fuck, baby. You're gonna drive me crazy."
"Let me drive you crazy." You whispered, pulling away from the kiss to tongue and kiss at his neck, as your hands started to lift his shirt up just above his chest. He sighed as he tilted his neck, giving you room to do whatever you wanted to him. He's been waiting for this for too long, he wasn't going to stop you from doing anything you wanted.
He started to slide his hand over your leg, bringing it up to fit around his waist, before smoothing his hand over your thigh. He started to feel you up, just caressing your thigh before sneaking underneath your shirt, reaching for your shorts. But, you stopped him just before he touched you. "Mm-mm, you've gotta work for it." He whined in response, but a small smile peaked on his lips as he leaned back down to kiss your lips. "I'll do anything for you."
"Mhm, I know." You murmured, almost in a smug way. He pulled away from the kiss to sit up, bringing you up with him, sitting on his lap. He lightly pecked your lips before standing up with your legs around his waist, his hands cupping your ass. He murmured that it was because it was for "better leverage" but you knew better. He's just a pervert; but he's your pervert so you let it slide this time.
He brought you into his bedroom to lay you down on his bed, right in the middle of the mattress before he climbed on top of you. Only a peck was delivered to your lips before he let his hands run over your sides, holding your hips as he scooted down the bed until he was snuggled between your legs.
Kissing over the fabric of your shorts. his nose was pressed between your folds, nosing the flesh as he inhaled your sweet scent. He knew you weren't wearing any panties, and he preferred it that way. As soon as he felt your hips shift against his face, he knew you were getting impatient; the last thing he wanted to do was tease you and possibly edge you. If anything, if he edged you that would be like edging himself; because he got off on your pleasure, and if he denied you of that, he might as well just stop.
Glancing up at you, he saw your head tilted back and your body begin to squirm. Almost immediately, he tilted his head back down, pulling your shorts to the side before allowing his tongue to slip out and run between your folds. A soft moan left your lips as he did, your back arching at the feeling of relief.
"Mmph, tastes so good.. Could eat this pussy all night." He babbled, before gripping your hips and pulling you down the mattress, closer to him, earning a yelp from you. He licked and sucked at your clit, rotating between flicking his tongue and wrapping his lips around the little bud. He paired that with the insertion of two of his digits, slowly pushing them in before pulling them out. The lewd squelch of your wet pussy was like music to his ears, along with the melody of your moans, almost becoming pornographic at that point.
"Baby, fu-uh-ck, 'm gonna cum.." You whined as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of your clenching hole, while his lips and tongue stimulated your clit. It was almost becoming unbearable, causing your hands to push at the top of his head mixed with the gripping of his hair. "Cum for me, c'mon baby, I need it." He begged, his eyes locked on your face as he made you whine and your body spasm. The sweet liquid started oozing out of your hole, forming a white ring around his fingers. He pulled away from your clit to admire the sight. He could feel your legs shaking on either side of him, but he paid no mind as he scooped out the cum onto his fingers, only to have a taste.
He moaned around his own fingers, his tongue swirling around them before releasing them with a pop and bringing them to your own lips, poking his fingers at your lips. "C'mon, baby." Just as you came down from your high, you looked down at his fingers before wrapping your lips around them, sucking and swirling your own tongue around them, cleaning them.
He slowly pulled them out, eliciting another pop sound as his digits were released from between your lips. "Such a good girl; even with such a big attitude." He teased, sitting up to lean over your body and kiss your lips.
Caressing your thigh, he slipped his tongue between your lips, swirling his tongue around yours as he used his other hand to slip off your shorts and shirt and take off his own. He wanted to make sure you were relaxed and ready; he would never want to rush anything, especially since it was both of your first times.
"You ready? It might hurt for a second." He spoke softly, pulling away to watch your face and look for any signs of wanting to stop or if you were uncomfortable. "I'm ready, I know you wouldn't purposely hurt me." A small smile formed on his lips in response, before pecking your lips. Inhaling, he tilted his head down to watch as he lined himself up with you, slowly pushing himself in. He waited until you adjusted before slowly pushing in and out. He started off slow, his face buried in the crook of his neck as he listened to your moans become louder as he gradually started to speed up.
Your pussy squelched each time his dick pushed in and out, soaking the sheets beneath you, as well as his dick. His whimpers and groans mixed with your own as his hips rutted into you, speeding up whenever he felt his lower stomach start to tighten into a coil, before slowing down again.
"Mm, right there! Fuck—" You whined whenever he would speed up, your head tilted back as you squealed. Your nails would dig into his back, hard and deep enough to definitely leave marks, but not enough to physically harm him or draw any blood. If anything you would try and hold him closer, your legs wrapped tight around his waist, pulling his pelvis closer to your own.
His dick, with the little curve at the tip, made it so easy for him to hit and abuse your cervix, making you see the light almost every time. Your walls subconsciously clenched around him every second he was inside of you, only sucking him in further.
His hips sped up as he felt his stomach tighten, and your walls clenching around him slightly more than before. He knew you were about to cum, and he needed you to. He wouldn't let himself cum until you did, which wouldn't take long at all.
Only a few more fast and deep thrusts and you were clenching and spasming around him, before he felt the warm liquid start to flow around his dick. "So good for me, so so good." He murmured, lifting his head to kiss your lips as he slowly pulled his dick out to release on your stomach.
You slipped in and out of consciousness as you felt a warm wash cloth being softly rubbed against your skin, and soft pecks being peppered across your face and chest.
Imagine whoever you want for this one ;3 !!
a/n: happy valentine's day my lovelies ! I hope you enjoyed this little one shot !
𖤐 syp: smut (18+) shinichiro x reader x wakasa ++ rindou x reader x ran (f!reader) cw; dacryphilia, double penetration, p in v, anal, creampies ++ cum, like buckets of the stuff...
a/n: slight re-write on this one, fixed a few things 𖹭
shinichiro n wakasa
with these two expect lots of bickering and whining, "why does shin get to fuck you first?" and "shuddup, she choose me." all while you're pinned between them like you aren't even there. it's the equivalent of wrangling two over-excitable puppies. it becomes a messy tangle of limbs, you almost get elbowed in the face as the two make grabby hands at your body—pushing and pulling you in opposite directions.
eventually you wind up laying on top of shin with waka hovering over you, sandwiched between their bodies as each of their cocks prod at your dripping, aching cunt. neither wants to back down. you're panting, head thrown back next to shin's as the two of them push in, impaling you on both of their meaty cocks without mercy. a sharp cry is ripped from your lungs, it's overwhelming and dizzying and slightly painful—albeit not enough to ask them to stop. their cocks drag along your walls at different paces, lost in how amazingly tight you are. an orchestra of moans fill the room, all of you writhing together in the throes of bliss. it's nothing like you've ever experienced before, stretched to the max as waka and shin drill into you.
"fuuuck— you keep sucking me back in..." shinichiro groans, eyes rolled back as he bucks his hips along the curve of your ass.
"could fuck this tight pussy forever." wakasa purrs, batting shin's hand away from your tits to play with them himself.
shin's chest rumbles below you, clearly miffed about how clingy wakasa is being. they agreed to share you, but he's not playing fair. you roll your hips, grinding into the two men, pushing them deeper into your wet heat. wakasa sees your eyes rolling back and decides to bring you back to earth. harshly pinching your nipples to get your attention back where it belongs—on him. naturally the other man isn't keen on being ignored, shin tips your face towards his. capturing your lips, and nipping at your bottom lip as you moan into his mouth. your body trembles, legs shaking, threatening to close around wakasa's hips. strong hands grip your inner thighs, pushing them wider, almost in a full split.
you feel shin's cock twitch inside you, signaling that he's nearing his release—by some miracle he lasted this long. moments later thick ropes of cum fill your insides, wakasa grunts at how hard you're clenching while you whimper meekly.
"god— look at that" wakasa hisses, eyes trained on the creamy ring on the base of his cock.
shinichiro whines, spent from his orgasm, just as waka swoops in to feverishly kiss the man below you. heat swells in you, awestruck by the sight, their tongues tangling messily as they fight for dominance.
and instead of pulling out shin stays right where he is, buried into your cunt, plugging his cum inside as wakasa pumps into you. the stretch lessens as shin becomes soft, but wakasa takes advantage of the extra space to pound you into the tall bastard beneath you—fucking you hard and fast like a rabbit.
their lips break apart, saliva string connecting them and wakasa lets out a guttural groan, your vision goes white, body shaking violently as your own orgasm crashes through you—coating both men in your sticky essence. wakasa can only stand so much, and with how tightly your squeezing his cock? no shot. he's a goner. his hips buck as he pumps his seed into you, directly into your womb, mixing with shin's and yours in the messiest concoction on the planet.
all three of you deflate, sweaty, panting and sticky.
(you might as well identify as a cream-filled donut at this point)
rindou n ran
these two are pros at working together, two beasts at mass destruction, the target—your pussy. and well just about every other part of you that they can invade, stretch out and fill to the brim with their cum. they take their time, rindou kissing and nipping at your body; your lips, neck, collarbone, breasts, stomach, leaving hickies and bite marks in his wake—it'll look like you were marred by a wild animal. at the same time ran is eating you out, two fingers scissoring you open as he slowly licks up your sweet, musky juices, savoring the taste of you on his tongue.
if you think they'll fuck you quickly n be done with it you are so wrong. oh no, they won't until you're begging, voice hoarse from pleading, tears staining your cheeks—you look prettiest with a wet, scrunched up tear tracked face—even then expect that rindou will be mocking you, "sucha needy thing ain'tcha?" in that patronizing tone that has you squeezing down on ran's fingers. earning a deep chuckle from the brothers, "look at that... she's already gone dumb." ran adds on, lifting his head to watch you with rapt attention, chin dripping with your slick.
your head doesn't feel screwed on right, all loose and wobbly, just a happy drooling mess. eyes dragging along every inch of inked skin—and there's plenty of that to go around.
they manhandle you on the bed, lifting you like you weigh nothing. you're on your stomach, arms dangling off the bed with rindou positioned in front of you. and while you can't see him, you can feel ran's hands along the back of your thighs—spreading your legs apart to accommodate his body. rin taps the tip of his cock against your lips, smearing a line of pre-cum on your mouth and your tongue lolls out to take him in; he tastes a little sweet, like salted honey.
ran on the other hand has got your cheeks wide open, long fingers brushing against your asshole and spits. warm saliva dripping down to mix into the mess of your own juices. neither gives you time to adjust before the other is acting, ran pushing his cock at your entrance—the stretch burns since ran never prepped you for anal—spearing you on him in shallow thrusts that buck you forward onto rindou. who uses that to his advantage to push in deeper, hitting the back of your throat. your body bounces back n forth between the brothers as they fuck you without abandon. it's hot and intense.
brain shut off completely, just a plaything for them to toy with as they deem fit.
you drag your tongue along the vein under rindou's cock, cheeks hollowed as you suck on his tip whenever he pulls back. such a good girl turned dirty slut. he wonders how much dick you've sucked to be this good. but it's no matter. his will be the only cock that bruises the back of your pretty throat from now on.
ran enjoys the sight gifted to him, your ass jiggling with every hard snap of his hips. perfect body sucking him in, he could live here. sunk deep into you. plant you on his lap as you squirm, trying to hide that he's got you cockwarming him. the thought sends him over the edge—
rindou spills down your throat at nearly the same time ran stuffs your ass full of his seed.
(they last for multiple rounds until you're glazed and leaking with their cum.)
kunaiiikittennn ☆ please do not repost, copy or steal my trash 𖹭
Warnings: rough sex, p in v, mating press, feet kissing, unprotected sex, size kink, power play (?), profanity, adult characters.
Big n’ beefy men who get incredibly turned on when it rains. Walk with me here…
They don’t know what it is about the clouds darkening on the sky above or that fresh scent of earth that sticks to the air when it rains. Something about that heavy raining weather makes their libidio higher than the clouds. The contrast of being inside, between your legs, all warm and sweaty while it storms outside makes him unbelievably hard. You know the moment the clouds start to gather before a storm, he’s eyeing you from across the room with a drenched look of insatiable hunger in his eyes. To him, you looked utterly ravishing in the dark lighting of the house, so perfectly his type. His woman.
When the rain starts to pitter-patter against the window outside, he’s breathing into your ears, groaning— preaching for you to submit to his touches. Teeth and tongue all over your neck. It’s hot and wet and you can’t escape the hold he has on you. He’s taller, bigger, bulky biceps flexing with each tug and pull. His hair is already a shambled mess. When you turn to look him in the eyes, he’s half-lidded, lashes shadowing over his consuming gaze. He’s on you before you can say anything, swollen lips tangling with yours, sucking and swirling until his tongues in your mouth, rubbing his slippery pink tongue in circles with yours.
Groaning, his one hand is on the back of your hair, fingers combed firmly enough so he could adjust your head to an angle he wanted to tongue-fuck you in. And you’re giving up— giving into his overbearing touch. Giving yourself away to the way he breathed you in like you were the only source of oxygen he could survive off of. When he pulls away to look at your eyes and then at your lips, you want to pull him back, arms coming up around his broad, muscular shoulders as you whine into his ears about how badly you needed him and how you’d go crazy if he didn’t fuck you right now.
Without a second word, you’re tossed and folded on the edge of the squeaky bed, practically sliding off without any leverage and the weight he’s putting over yours isn’t helping much but you’re helpless under him when he’s everywhere; undressing you, undressing himself, touching you, kissing you— he’s all you can feel and all you can think of. You’re driving him to the brink of madness with the way you’re looking up at him so needy, pretty lips parted just slightly. As if he wasn’t hard already.
The bulging strain in his boxer almost hurt. The man in front of you could hardly contain himself, so he’s tearing your panties down your legs to your pretty feet. Briefly, he pulls away for a moment, kissing the heel of your toes with a grunt and a slow buck of his hips, making you look down. Your eyes widening at the sight of his cock pointed almost straight at you, as if beckoning for you to grab it, teasing. There’s a damp spot on his joggers, slowly spreading into a wider pool, you wet your bottom lips with your tongue as if tasting his pre.
He notices and he smirks, he wants to tease but he’s lost all self control so he’s stripping himself, practically ripping his boxers during the act. Cock springing free, he doesn’t waste a moment. He’s on you, full weight over yours, it’s almost suffocating but you need this— need him so bad. It felt like you were restrained, unable to do anything under him or have any control over your own body as he brought himself to your ears to whisper “I’m going to make you feel every inch of me.” as he's pushing past your entrance. An agonizingly slow drag, both your breaths hitching and ragged, breathing in each other.
There’s that intense stretch for your puckered pussy and the soul-sucking tightness for his unit of a cock. You’re both groaning when he’s fully sheathed into your hilt, hips connected to yours while he's all up in your guts, the deepest parts of you. The sting and burn of his whole cock inside of you doesn’t make you moan nor does it make you scream, it makes you go dead silent, breathless, unable to create a sound as you become incapable of forming a functional thought because all you could think about was him inside you. How this intrusion was so intensely lustful yet somehow, so romantic.
Your mouth falls agape as he pushes your knees up against your chest to ram himself in an angle that makes you lose your vision. The sounds finally start ripping from your throat when his pace quickens rapidly, all strength and stamina. Each slap of his hips into your sopping, wet hole is filthy. The squelch of your combined liquids traveling into your ears with every thrust. You were broken and limp, body gone slack as his power overtook you, swallowing you under his larger frame while he fucked you into the mattress.
The least of your concern was the fact that you were about to slide off the mattress when he was making you shout so pitifully, crying and babbling. It’s overbearing how he’s coming onto you, whispering so sweetly about how you’re so perfect, his perfect wife, his whole life, and how you were made for him. Tears cloud your vision and pool down your cheeks as youre sniffling and hiccuping at how gentle his words were opposed to his inescapable fucking. Cock all up in your stomach until you’re clawing and digging into his back for help from him. “Fuck, baby. See that storm outside? M’trynna match its rhythm. ‘Ts raining so damn hard, I wanna match the beat of the thunder. See? Ya hear that?” and you do, you hear lightning strike so close, goosebumps raise on your skin. He counts under his breath “One…two…three…” then thrusts alongside the sound of the second thunder making you squeal. “Count with me for the next one, baby.” Obeying, you count with him and he thrusts again, pulling out and pushing back into you.
Body tensing up, your back naturally arches with his movements until your toes curl and your eyelids shut tightly. “I’m—I’m close!” you’re mewling, pawing at his sweaty chest. His only response is caging you in, both arms planted on each side of your head, picking his pace up until you’re orgasming with the sound of the next thunder. Gushing and stuttering like a broken toy, you’re all teary eyed and a wet fucking mess, his eyes stay locked on yours while he grunts through gritted teeth, cumming inside of your battered pussy. Filling every empty bit of you with his thick, white cum. Until there was nothing left of you that wasn’t touched by him.
After you’re both down from your highs, he pulls out but remains on top of you, breathing hard against your skin. He nuzzles his nose to the side of your cheek to ask “You okay baby? Hurts?” With the softest voice reminding you of how gentle and affectionate he usually is. You’re only able to pathetically nod, earning soft kisses to your cheek. Then you turn to look out the window and see that the rains gotten lighter than before and the sky’s starting to clear up as the storm clouds moved away. He scratches his neck apologetically saying “Sorry, the weather makes me so damn horny.”
Iwaizumi Hajime, Daichi Sawamura, Kentaro Kyotani (mad dog), Kuroo Tetsuro, Osamu Miya, Ukai Keishin, Bokuto Kotarou, Usijima Wakatoshi. Umemiya Hajime, Tome Hiragi, Jo Togame. Erwin Smit & Jean Kiersten. Jjk: All of em. (Mostly Toji tho heh). Sae Itoshi, Ryusei Shido, Rensuke Kunigami, Enjin, Gris, Corvus, Drakken, Ran Haitani, Kagami Taiga, Aomine Daiki, ANYONE DONT LIMIT YOUR IMAGINATIONS!!!!
tw: overstimulation, femdom, slight piss kink, not proofread
imagine playing with him to the point where his body’s covered with his cum. mind as blank at his balls. you’ve got him all tied up, wrist twisting around his shaft to force his limp dick to harden. he’s numb to the pleasure yet it burns every time you cruelly rub your palm against his sensitive cockhead, red and pulsing from abuse.
he’s begging for sweet mercy—crying even, all teary eyed and twitchy body. “please, please, please—no more! i’ll die if you keep going!”
you laugh at how desperate he is, it’s so so cute it makes you want to make him cum all over again. so you gently kiss the slippery top of his dick, his hips jerking backwards from the lightest stimulation. oh, how you bet you could make his eyes go criss-cross simply by blowing at his slick-glazed cockhead.
but you won’t let him go that easily. your tongue slips out from your hungry lips, spit dripping and sliding down his length, earning more whines from him. you could hear the fear laced under his tone, further rousing the ache between your wet thighs.
“you can’t touch me yet—not now!” awww, you cooed, puckered lips slurping up the saliva slipping along his throbbing length. your eyes don’t leave his blush-dusted face. how could you? he looks prettier than ever gritting his teeth, eyebrows all tilted up and absentmindedly drooling all over himself. a lewd fucking mess.
your tongue lolls out, licking a long stripe over the flaring red—almost purple tip of his. it’s so soft you could almost taste his sensitivity when you wrap your mouth around it whole, ignoring the way he’s crying and throwing his hips back. the tip of your tongue edges at his salty slit, flicking and prying the little glans.
he’s abandoned pleading for you to stop—instead, he’s surrendered into you and chanting your name like it’s his lifeline. his whole body jerks so hard you almost think he’s having a seizure, your lips popping off him—right before a pale-yellow line shoots out of his cock.
his back arches, eyes white and face frozen in overwhelming pleasure and pain. he’s pissing all over himself from the mere intensity of the orgasm—and oddly enough, you find it hot as fuck.
BONTEN!HAITANI RAN... who nuzzles into your neck and leaves small bite marks along with your collarbone—it arouses you to oblivion then he just decides to leave you on a cliffhanger.
BONTEN!HAITANI RAN... who likes to pet, tease, your clothed pussy, whether you two are laying on the couch and he's behind you—playing with it. it's a bad habit of his and he knows.
BONTEN!HAITANI RAN... who appears from behind you while you're cooking and decides to play and tweak with your apron-clothed nipples—after he leaves, now you're in a hurry to finish cooking and finish what happened before
BONTEN!HAITANI RAN... who accidentally grinds on your ass from behind while he left trying his best to hide his smirk—leaving you and your needy little pussy in shambles.
BONTEN!HAITANI RAN... who ended up sloppily thrusting his thick and long cock in 'n out of your tight pussy—making you roll your eyes but he catches your chin and makes you look at him while he cums hard on your hole.
OK SO i had this on my mind for a while now, but imagine when Tenjiku Rindou and Ran get arrested again along with the others, and Rindou's pretty girlfriend visits him regularly, talking about how much she misses him and the dates and gives him cute beads bracelets to remember her and stuff... And one day they get to bribe one or a few of the guards and he can finally make a mess of his girl again, only for one hour but at least it's something! Then when the visit ends, he comes back to the other members all scratched up and with hickeys on him, hai kinda messy a clear sign of what just happened with the two of them🤭
content warning. (18+), fem!reader, rindou is in jail, explicit smut, unprotected sex, oral sex (f rec), hickies, creampie, daddy kink, use of pet names (bae/babe, pretty girl, princess) and etc.
“I really do miss you, Rinnie.” Your angelic voice plays like a broken record in Rindou’s head as he laid on the small bed within his cell, staring at the bracelet you made for him that’s around his wrist. He didn’t care that it was pink; in fact, he found it quite comforting.
“Haitani, get up.” A guard said as they were unlocking his cell, “you’re coming with us.”
Rindou snapped out of his daydream and saw two guards standing outside of his cell. “For what exactly? You coming back for round two?” He chuckled and one of the guards muttered something under their breath. The guards in question had gotten into an altercation with Rindou a week prior, causing one to receive a black eye and the other a broken nose.
The guard opened the cell and walked in, not saying a word. They pulled out the handcuffs and Rindou hands remained on his side, refusing to be cooperative.
“Tell me what is this and I’ll think about if I want you to handcuff me or not.”
The guard patience was running thin. “Oh? Well, I guess you don’t want to spend some time with your girl then.”
Rindou’s eyes widen immediately, “what the fuck you mean by that?”
One guard shrugged his shoulders and the other one laughed. By this time, Rindou is livid at the fact they even brought up his girlfriend. Is this a joke? He’s really debating on if he should break their knees this time — he’s not in handcuffs or in any type of restraints so he could do it within seconds if he wanted to.
“Your girl…” one of the guards finally spoke, “..is here.”
Rindou wasn’t surprised to hear that you were there because you visited him regularly, but today wasn’t a visit day. Plus, it’s past midnight so what business would you have being there at a time like this?
Rindou is left puzzled and all he can do is just scratch his head. “I—, uh.. seriously?”
“I’m willing to risk my job and put aside our differences for her sake.” One of the guards said, “she’s a good gal and seems very genuine about her feelings.”
Rindou softly smiled, but then he sighed, “where is she now?”
Both of the guards looked at each other then back at Rindou, “put on the cuffs and we’ll take you to her..”
Rindou wasted no time putting his hands together and allowing them to handcuff him. He wanted to see more than anything so he’ll put up with the restraints if necessary. After they secured the cuffs, Rindou left his cell with one guard behind him and the other in front of him walking.
It was rather quiet. Rindou was wondering if Ran and the others were still up… well, he doesn’t know about the others, but he’s positive that Ran is sound asleep. Even whilst locked up he takes his sleep seriously.
Rindou chuckled at the thought of his brother and the guard behind him noticed. “Haitani,” They spoke, “this stays between us three, got it?”
“Yeah, sure.”
Rindou was brought in front of a door. He’s never even seen this door or this side of the prison before. One of the guards unlocked the heavy door, opening it and revealing you inside of the room, seemingly waiting for something or someone.
You looked towards the door and a smile curled up on your pretty face. “Rinnnn!” You ran towards him with a cheery tone. “Thank you so much for bringing him!” You bowed to the guards with gratitude. The guards couldn’t help but feel a soft spot for you, they also bowed feeling as if that was the right thing to do.
Finally, one of the guards took the handcuffs off of Rindou, freeing his hands from the confinement. They then pushed Rindou inside of the room and you wasted no time wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tightly and Rindou wrapped his arms around you as well. His large hands roaming your body until he squeezed the fat of your ass, causing you to squeal in his chest.
“You haven’t touched me in months and my ass is the first thing you touch? You’re such a perv.” You rolled your eyes as Rindou continued squeezing your ass.
“Can’t help it, bae. I miss your ass.. and I miss you too, you know.” Rindou chuckled lowly, teasing you by nibbling on your earlobe.
One of the guards cleared their throat, “you two lovebirds have one hour, tops.” They said as they walked back outside, “we’ll be outside the door if you need us.” They said, mainly talking to you more than Rindou. They closed the door and locked it and as soon as you heard that clicking sound, you wasted no time pouncing on your lover, having him to fall backwards onto the floor with you kissing him.
“Woah, wait.. slow down!” Rindou says. His words went on deaf ears as you began pulling off your blouse and undoing your bra.
“We don’t have all the time in the world, Rin.” You say, your fingers unbuttoning his jailhouse uniform shirt and your long nails tracing over his exposed tattooed chest.
“Pull your panties off and keep your skirt on,” Rindou says, smirking, “I want to keep ‘em for hard times.”
You did as he said and began pulling off your panties. “Don’t go showing off my panties to those other guys, either! You’ll have enough evidence throughout your entire body when I’m done with you..” you cheerily say.
“Oh, yeah..?”
“Yeah..” you grabbed Rindou’s face and started kissing him again, biting and tugging on his bottom lip.
He suddenly broke away from the kiss, grabbing your breasts with his calloused hands and squeezing them. “I miss these too.. been awhile since they’ve had a good squeezin'.” he says, biting down on your nipple and earning a quiet moan from you. All you could do was rub his scalp as he sucked and licked on your plump flesh.
After a while of that, he pushed you onto your back and spread your legs. Your slit was already glistening with your slick, making him lick his lips.
“Don’t look.” You covered your eyes and face, still embarrassed even after being with him for so long.
“Heh, what princess..?” Rindou asked, pulling your hands down from your face. “It’s okay ‘cuz it’s hot. You’re hot.”
You gave him a soft smile from his words. He could feel his dick twitching just from the sight before him — damnit, you’re so cute.. he just wants to devour you whole.
He spreads your legs even further apart and goes down on you, earning a gasp from you as you felt his warm tongue embrace your clit. It felt heavenly — so heavenly, that you started to shake already from him repeatedly licking your clit. He started to suck on the bundle of nerve, causing you to arch your back off the floor and yank on his locks. He doesn’t mind the pain, as long as he knew he was pleasuring you to the fullest.
“Rinnn, wait! I’m about to— haah!” Pleasure washes over your body as you squirt all on his face and embarrassment soon floods you after realizing what you’ve just done. “Oh no, I’m so sorry!” You said, covering your face once more with your hands but all Rindou could do was chuckle.
“You’re so cute, you know that?” He removes your hands from your face and smiles at you while your mess is on his face. “I told you it’s fine ‘cuz it’s hot, didn’t I?” He asks, and you nod your head. He leans forward to kiss you on your lips, “my pretty girl..” he mumbled into your mouth as he kissed you.
“Does my pretty girl think she can ride me?” He asks and you nod your head with a smile, pushing him onto his back and climbing on top of him. You help pull down his pants, revealing his hard cock with an angry tip.
“Heh, he misses you, babe.” Rindou says, chuckling and immediately hissing when your cool hands touched it. Stroking it and massaging the tip with your thumb.
“I miss him too.. so much.” You respond, kissing and giving subtle licks to his tip, but he stops you before you go any further. “As much as I want to feel your mouth, I highly doubt we’ll have time for all of that.” He says and you frown, “but I promise you’ll have the opportunity when I’m out of here and you can do it for as long as you want.”
“Okay..” you say, giving his tip one last kiss before finally sinking down onto it… Rindou was huge and sometimes you had a hard time taking him without the right amount of prep. “So.. so big..” you mumbled softly.
“Guess eating you out wasn’t enough, huh?”
“Hngh— you think..?”
“Want my help orrrr do you got it?”
“I— I got it!” You said, moving your hips slowly back and forth then up and down. Your breast was bouncing to the rhythm of your movements, but you felt like you were being split in half — that burning sensation in your core felt so strong and yet so good; you knew you’d be cummin soon.
“Fuck, you’re so warm ‘n tight! Shit!” Rindou hissed, cummin as you rode him. Squelching sounds along with your moans soon echoed throughout the room. Rindou was on the verge of cummin once more if you kept riding him the way you were. Rindou placed his thumb on your clit which made you almost lose it, your thighs trembling in the process.
You leaned forward to kiss your boyfriend, and place hickies all over his neck. Rindou grabbed your hips and lifted you up and down whilst you kissed him, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “Ohhh, Rin baby!” You moaned, skin to skin friction filling the room.
Rindou finally slammed you back down on his cock, busting his load deep inside of you. You could feel the warmth of his seed filling you up good and nice.
Just then, the guards knocked on the door from the outside. “Wrap it up! You’ve got five minutes left.”
You fell on top of Rindou, your breast smashing against his chest and his dick inside of you, still hard and all. He was breathing heavily and suddenly broke out in a laugh, “wish we could stay like this til morning.” He said, removing sweat from your forehead.
“Technically, it is morning..” you whispered.
“You know what I mean.” He chuckled, “I’ma miss you, pretty girl.”
“I’ma miss you too, daddy.”
“Oh, fuck off..” he laughed, “what I told you about calling me that?”
“Whaaaat? It’s cute!” You giggled, kissing Rindou on the cheek. “Be nice to those guards out there, okay?”
“Guess I have no choice, but to be nice to ‘em.” Rindou rolled his eyes and looked at you for a second before letting out a soft laugh.
Hours have passed since he was last with you and Rindou was outside in the yard working out with his shirt off, showing off the hickies and chest scratches you left behind… nobody dared to ask where he got those marks from except for the people he came in with.
“Uh..” Shion gulped, “where the fuck did you get those marks from? Those look like hickies, man!” Shion asked, with the rest of them listening closely to what Rindou was about to say, though, Ran had a pretty good idea where you could’ve gotten them from, but he didn’t ask a single question about it.
Rindou lifted himself off the bench where he was lifting weights and looked Shion directly in his face. “I dunno what you’re talking about.” He said, walking away from an even more confused Shion who couldn’t believe Rindou was playing this type of game.
As Rindou walked away, he reached down in his pocket and felt your panties. He’ll be sure using them tonight in his cell.
