𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 :: Sukuna Ryomen é um boxeador prodígio da nova geração de talentos do Japão, treinando na Academia Tengen e se preparando para a competição que pode levá-lo até o time nacional. Sukuna vive para os treinos, a fama e o prazer fácil da vida de universitário, transitando entre a faculdade, o ringue e as festas como se tivesse nascido para isso. Entretanto, a vida do astro vira de cabeça para baixo após uma inversão de turnos da faculdade que o leva a conhecer a linda recepcionista do turno da manhã e da tarde da Academia Tengen. A atração sexual se transforma em sentimentos inesperados, e Sukuna se vê em um dilema entre a própria carreira e os sentimentos recém despertados.
𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 :: Conteúdo sexual explícito; totalmente fora do cânone; violência; sangue; facessiting; cultura tóxica de fraternidade; P in V; anal; oral(fem!recieving); angústia; drogas ilícitas; drogas lícitas; álcool; machismo(se você apertar os olhos); coodependência; drama familiar; fingering; os dois são idiotas quando se trata de sentimentos; angústia. + podem ser adicionados
it always helps to have a friend by your side when something doesn't go as planned. but when that friend secretly likes you? you're in for an interesting afternoon...
a/n: for my friend alexis! she's forcing me to watch jjk so i forced her to watch hq, and she is obsessed with tanaka lol. hope you all enjoy ♡
heartbreak is never an easy thing. eyes practically swollen from all the crying you'd been doing, you can’t help but wonder where you went wrong. you really thought he was the one- he was always so nice and polite, and you felt so close to him, but your confession really brought out the ugly side. when your best friend came knocking at your front door, you jumped off the couch, walking slowly to crack the door open. tanaka stood on the porch, staring at your obviously red face coated in tear stains.
"so... he said no…?"
you couldn't bring yourself to talk... to even think straight. all you could do was stand there, tucking your head down and squeezing your arms tighter around yourself as a small sniffle breaks the silence. tanaka just stared at you, your obvious desolation, before sighing and pulling you into a hug, your arms naturally snaking around his neck like they have done so many times before.
"he doesn't deserve you,” tanaka whispers, trying to be comforting, but his own words ring with irony. you choke on your breath as your sobs start to get worse, louder and more intense.
"i'm so stupid!" you bury your face into his chest deeper. he quickly looked around the room, before shuffling towards the couch and pulling you into his lap, rocking you in an attempt to calm you down.
pulling you closer so that your head is buried against his chest, your legs naturally wrapped around his torso as tanaka reached up to brush your hair out of your face. "you're not stupid..." tanaka says sweetly as your tears dampen his shirt.
you lean your head back to look at him while wiping your eyes. “b-but i am... i should've known, i shouldn't have told him anything, i…" your voice catches as another sob slips through your lips. "i need to just give up." you whisper with your face starting to burn deeper.
"he didn't love me, nobody loves me, i-i…" your breathing starts speeding up as you squeeze your eyes shut and start shaking your head "i can't do any of this anymore, ryu!”
tanaka just watches as you panic and cry against him, and when you yell his name, his heart jumps a bit, his eyes locking on yours. "i do,” tanaka says simply, causing your eyes to go wide. you sit against him, your arms still around his neck, but your eyes widen at his statement. did he just say what you thought he did? "i do.” tanaka whispers again softly, his hand coming up to touch your cheek.
you slowly shake your head, staring back into his eyes for a moment before squeezing them shut again. "you're just saying that because you're like a… a brother to me. it... it's not the same…”
"like a brother, huh?” his hand falls off your cheek and onto your knee, but he still doesn't let go of you. "then why do you call me by my first name?" there's a small smile at the corner of tanaka's mouth as he looks down at you.
"b-because we're close like that... you call me by my first name too…” your eyebrows furrowed as you stammer the words out. "we always have, ever since we were little-”
tanaka is quiet for once, his hand continuing to caress your knee, not letting go. “yes, we're childhood friends, but you're not treating me like a friend right now." his smile grows into a smirk as he looks down at you “i'm not complaining, but let’s be real, you're not sitting on your brother right now. i can feel your legs tight around me, and this is definitely more intimate than any brother-sister relationship.”
your body suddenly stiffens and your eyes blow wide when he mentions how you’re sitting on him, not realizing what you were doing, and it makes your heart start pounding. “i-i-i…” tanaka smiles at your reaction, almost seeming to enjoy watching it as he keeps his hand on your knee, caressing it slowly.
“you've never treated me like your brother…" he whispers, his eyes sparkling. he's so close to you and his stare is piercing. you look up at him with your eyebrows furrowed, your breathing heavy. "w-what are you talking about?”
he chuckles softly, his eyes still locked on yours as he moves his other hand to your cheek and his thumb traces your jawline. "i'm talking about how we could never be brother and sister. because brother and sister do not act like this, angel.” his face is so close to yours, his voice so quiet and low you could barely hear his words. you can't help but look away, his words are hitting harder than you thought they could. your face burns as you remember all the times you've sat on his lap, kissed his cheek, cuddled with him, and the way he looked at you after all those moments. your heart begins racing as you remember all the little things- things you thought were normal but now realize never were.
"did i really do all of that without realizing?" your voice was breathy as you whispered out to him, staring over his shoulder towards the wall behind him in an attempt to avoid his eyes. you can feel his soft breath against your cheek as he smiles down at you, his hand still on your cheek.
tanaka looks at you again, almost relieved but there's a bit of guilt on his face as well. "you did all of that and more..." he says quietly and your heart skips a beat. more? he couldn't possibly mean it in that way… you turn your head back to face him again, your eyes wide when you hear his words.
"w-what else did i do…?"
his eyes are locked on yours yet again, his face is completely serious now. “you kissed me once..."
the words drop like a ton of bricks and you’re suddenly frozen in place as your heart sinks, your breath caught in your throat. i did what?
"w-wait, what? when?" your eyes are bolting back and forth, unsure if you wanted to look at him or just your hands. "was it at one of those parties we went to? you know i don't remember what i do when i get drunk…”
he chuckles softly, his smile sweet and he looks like he’s enjoying watching you squirm with discomfort. "yeah, it was at one of those parties... you were really drunk,” he says softly, still smiling at you, but he looks a bit sad now. "you kissed me a few times, actually, you wouldn't leave me alone…”
the memories suddenly begin flooding back, and you realize he’s right. at that one party you wouldn't let him go, your arms were wrapped around him and your lips glued to his all night. "i-i thought... that that was just some... weird dream i had and kept remembering..." your voice is breathy as you whisper back to him, basically frozen in place as you try to figure out how to speak normally again.
"it was real... you kissed me, a lot." he caresses your cheek slowly. "you're just so beautiful when you're drunk. it's funny, you always get really clingy with me, wanting to be close, wrapping your arms around me and kissing my neck." he chuckles some more, finding the situation adorable while you're rabidly blushing with your heart doing cartwheels.
your face burns bright red as you hurriedly tuck your face into his chest, trying to avoid his gaze. "i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry-” your voice is quiet and quick as you talked against his chest.
"you're cute when you're apologizing too,” he whispers, making your skin crawl again. you can feel his laughter as he wraps both his arms around you, holding your head against him, his face still locked on yours. “why’re you apologizing? you didn't do anything wrong... you were just drunk. it was funny, you kept calling me little nicknames… you sounded a bit ridiculous.” he chuckles again as his hands run through your hair.
"oh my godddd, that's so embarrassing!" you whine out, lifting your head to look at him with a pout. "you act like that during the day though, so no picking on me.”
tanaka chuckles again, his hands not letting go of you as he looks into your eyes, his expression softening. a grin spreads across his face and you realize that he's not mad or upset, he's actually really happy. "okay... okay, i won’t pick on you. but just so you know... i did kinda like the things you said to me.”
you roll your eyes, shaking your head with a smile. "of course you did, ryu." a small laugh slipping from your lips. your giggle makes his smile grow, seeming to enjoy watching your reactions. the light of the room is so warm, his body comforting to be against. his hands running through your hair makes you feel like you could fall asleep right now in his arms.
"can i ask you a question..." he asks softly, staring down at you.
you tilt your head slightly, staring back at him with a confused expression. "what is it, tanaka?” he's quiet for a moment, his eyes staring into yours. his voice is so soft that you have to lean in closer to him so you can hear him when he finally speaks up.
"why did you think you were in love with that other dude?" he mumbles, his thumbs caressing the side of your face.
“w-well..." your voice trails off as you try to think of an answer. "i never really thought about it, to be honest... i think, because i thought that we only viewed each other as really close friends, i didn't consider my feelings about you, and he was just the next best thing.”
his lips curve into a smile as your answer comes out. “he was the next best thing? so... you never liked him?" his hands are caressing you, your hair and your waist, and his gaze is so soft, it’s hard to believe that he's the same loud and aggressive guy you know. he seems so gentle right now, his face softer. "but... what about us?”
you sit there in silence, trying to slow your breathing as you stare back at his face- you can’t keep your eyes off of his smile though. the grin grows wider as he waits for your answer, distracting you to the point where you can almost taste the butterflies in your stomach as you realize what all he’s saying. his hand comes up to your cheek again so he can touch your nose and gently tap it. "you okay? you're not answering!" he teases in the cutest voice you’ve heard from him.
your eyes lift to stare at his, breathing deeply as you begin to slowly nod your head.
he leans closer to your face until you're nose to nose, feeling his breath on yours, so close you could kiss him. his eyes are locked on yours and you feel like you're drowning, your conscience practically chanting to you-
do it, don't think about the consequences. just do what this feeling in your chest tells you to do... kiss him…
you realize you haven't said anything, your mind is trying to convince you in every way to kiss him, but the words are stuck in your throat. he gently brushes strands of hair away from your face and your eyebrows raise as he caresses the side of your neck and jaw... you want him, and he wants you, but neither of you say anything. "do you know what's going through my mind right now?" he whispers, his mouth an inch from yours.
"w-what is it, ryu?" you whisper out with a shaky breath.
"i'm thinking about how soft your skin is…” his words are slow, as if he's trying his best to pick the right words. you can feel the tension between the two of you, so close. "i'm thinking about how your mouth would taste…” he whispers, his breath hot against you. you can feel the tips of his lips on your neck as you shiver slightly. "i'm thinking about how your neck would feel on my tongue…” his voice sounds like a low growl at that moment, and it makes your heart rise to your throat. squeezing your eyes shut, you take in a deep breath before opening them back up and staring into his.
"maybe you should try it out…"
his eyes widen as you say those words, not believing you just said that. he nods slowly and you can feel his fingers grab your chin, his thumb caressing your lower lip for a moment before leaning forward and connecting his mouth with yours.
your eyes close but you can feel every movement of his lips as they explore yours, trying to memorize the feeling. he quickly breaks the kiss and looks down at you, his face burning with red with a soft smile on his lips. "godddd... you're amazing…” his eyes looking you up and down, almost in shock. "you taste nice,” he murmurs, so close you can feel his warm breath hitting your face before he leans down to kiss you again.
his lips are chapped, and he smells lightly of sweat, probably because he was working out before he immediately came running to your house. but at that moment, it was perfect. you smile against his lips, kissing him back as your body melts in his hold.
tongue meeting his as it slips into your mouth, a wave of butterflies rush through your stomach, and you can’t help but whimper. it’s almost like you were made for each other. your hands move to wrap around his neck and pull him closer as you deepen the kiss. it feels like time’s stopped before he finally pulls away, your body is still wrapped around his, and he looks deep into your eyes with a smile. "you're so soft..." he whispers, his hand running through your hair. a small moan slips from your mouth against his lips, and your eyes fly open in embarrassment as you yank your head back.
tanaka smiles softly and pulls you back in for another kiss. your lips mold to his, your arms are holding him as tight as possible, your legs are still wrapped around him as he pulls you further into his lap, feeling his fingers run across your thighs, his hands gently caressing you and sending shivers down your spine that makes you start to moan again. your eyes ease closed once more, enjoying the new sensations as his lips break away from you.
“you're so hot,” he whispers with a breathy voice.
you whimper lightly with a pout, staring back into his eyes. “why do you talk like that, ryu?” you ask, your face starting to blush.
"you're making me do it... look at how hot you look in my lap.” he chuckles softly, his eyes staring at your legs wrapped around him. "you're so beautiful.”
the heat is increasing, and you feel so flushed all over- all you can see is him, all you can hear is him, you cannot feel anything else but him and it's driving you crazy. "i want you so bad,” he whispers, the words easily slipping from his lips. your legs grip tighter around his waist, pulling you closer as his fingers start to travel your skin. you can't help the loud moan spilling from your lips when you hear his words, skin burning under his touch. he lets out a quiet groan, his hands traveling up your thigh as you start to squirm atop him. your body feels like it’s on fire, his lips glued to your neck.
"so hot... so hot…” he whispers, his tongue lightly licking the skin of your neck. the sensation is enough to make you whimper as you feel his hands sliding down your body.
his hands suddenly grip your hips, pressing them down and pulling them towards him, then slowly pushing them back. with his mouth attached to your neck, he aids you in grinding against his lap, back and forth as whines spill from your mouth at the hot feeling. you can feel him pulsing in his pants as he looks at you, his breath hot against your neck while he bites lightly and pushes his hips towards you again. "just take them off, baby.” he whispers, his voice low and husky, his words punctuated with moans.
"r-ryu? w-wha..." his words catch you by surprise, and your heartbeat starts racing when you realize what he said. your eyes are closed, and you want to open them and look at him, but you're too embarrassed.
"you heard me,” he whispers back. "i just... wanna suck on them..." his voice sounds needy as he starts kissing and licking your neck again, his hands sliding up your shirt and you can feel his warm fingers teasing your skin. he pauses for a moment to watch you, smiling at you grinding on him as his hands rub your body.
your hips stutter and stop moving, breath panting as you realize what he just said. slowly opening your eyes to stare back at him in soft shock, nod your head slightly, and shyly lift your arms.
you can’t help but notice the happiness in his eyes when he sees your response, and begin to feel his hands caressing you. one hand pets at your body while the other gently tugs on the hem of your shirt, trying to lift it. you can feel your heart beating up into your throat as he pulls the shirt over your head, leaving you sitting in only your bra, his gaze now completely locked on you. his fingers begin to gently brush against the exposed skin of your breast, and he looks hungry.
he hums again, licking his lips while his eyes are glued to your chest, on the verge of drooling. "i wanna kiss them.” he whispers, lips almost hovering over your bra, biting his lip almost in a teasing way. he’s enjoying himself so much, while your body feels like it’s on fire and your breath is becoming ragged. suddenly, his lips lower on your breast.
you can’t help the small whimpers that escape your mouth when his lips attach to your skin, legs tightening their grip around his hips as your body shivers under his touch. “ryu!”
voice sounding so cute and sexy in his ears, he can’t help but enjoy every second of this. you start to squirm violently in his lap, but he’s strong enough to keep you in place, his lips hungry and your legs squeezing tighter around him. tanaka lets out a muffled moan as he starts kissing and licking your chest, sucking marks into your skin while his face feels like it’s burning. his fingers travel up your stomach and tease under your bra strap, hands mapping the curves of your body, making your breath catch in your throat.
"if i'm gonna do this, then i won’t stop until i've kissed every… single… part of you…”
a long whine slips from your mouth as you feel tanaka's calloused fingers pull your bra up and over your head, removing it as he leans back to stare with a smirk. it makes a bright blush spread across your skin as you try to turn and hide your face. "r-ryu? y-you're staring…”
his eyes are glued to your chest, drinking you in like you’re some sort of heaven-sent deity. your chest is completely bare, so vulnerable, and he's making it more obvious with his eyes. "you have the most perfect tits…” he whispers, his voice shaking. he's staring obsessively, his mouth forming a tiny smirk at his words while caressing your left breast softly with his fingers, his gaze is transfixed on it. "your body is so beautiful.”
your legs tighten around his waist, squirming in his lap when you hear what he said. "don't say that!" you whimper, embarrassed by his words and touches.
"am i not allowed to say that you have hot tits?" he asks with a smirk. he leans forward and licks across your chest, biting down on your nipple. it causes a sharp pain that makes you stiffen and yelp from shock, but the sensation eases and quickly changes to tingles of pleasure. his jaw drops slightly when he hears the whine slip from your lips, but he doesn't pull away, his eyes staring like a hawk, gaze completely locked on you and your body.
the bite has your mind racing, and when you squeeze your legs harder around his waist, you can feel his bulge stiffening underneath your ass. it makes you freeze and a deep blush spreads across your skin, looking back into his eyes.
tanaka’s breath grows heavier, and you can feel his heart pounding against your chest. you feel so close to him... you want more of him. he lets out a long groan as his head rolls back and grabs your legs, pressing you down and pulling you closer to him so you rub against his clothed cock. you feel him pressing up against you through the clothes, all you can see in his eyes is lust.
"d-do you wanna...?" you whisper out with a shaky voice, your face burning red in embarrassment at the fact you just said that out loud.
he looks as if he's trying not to jump atop you the second that question leaves your mouth, struggling to form solid words. he nods slowly but you can tell from his wide eyes that he wants you. “so… so bad…” he murmurs, voice so low. his cheeks are slightly darkened from your words, and a smirk grows on his face as he nods at you.
"i've wanted to since the day i met you,” he whispers, his voice hoarse and demeanor soft. he leans into you again, right hand moving up your back as your legs squeeze around his waist once again, his breathing is uneven and heart pounding.
"you do realize that we met in grade school, tanaka... that implies you've wanted to sleep with me since we were kids.” a small grin spreads across your face, trying to break the awkward tension.
his eyes go wide for a second, but he just shrugs. "well... i might've had thoughts back then,” he says with a teasing smirk. it makes you realize how different he is with just you- soft and funny. when he's playing volleyball, he's so loud and aggressive, but when he's like this, he's almost calm and endearing. he keeps his smile and his voice softens as he speaks again. "you know what i meant, baby. you're just so pretty…”
"tanaka... we were seven,” you respond with a giggle.
"i know,” he chuckles softly, resting his head on your chest. "you had a bit of baby fat back then but... i thought it was kinda cute, honestly." he pauses, "you still have some, but it's all in the right places so you don't need to worry, my little angel.” his voice is as soft as it can get, his fingertips drawing small circles across the valley of your breasts.
a smile creeps on your face as you lean in towards him, pressing a small kiss on his lips while your fingers creep under the hem of his shirt, tugging at it in an attempt to pull it up. with a light grin on his face and his stomach exposed, he sighs with a smile. "you're that eager to start already?" he chuckles, his eyes staring at your hands as they grab at the fabric. the abs covering his stomach flex with his heavy breathing, and you can’t help but giggle back at him.
"you're the one that's been biting my tits, haven't you?" you say with a small smirk, teasing him back. he lets out a low groan that sounds almost animalistic, staring with such hunger in his eyes that you can’t help but feel exposed and vulnerable.
“y-yep,” he says slowly, the grin on his blushing face quivering while he tries his best to hold back more sounds coming out of him. "they look... really nice..." he pauses, "i didn't know you were going to look that hot.” tanaka’s words sound so genuine, yet you can’t help but feel flustered when he speaks about your body. "should i keep going?" he asks, his voice quiet and laced with lust. you feel his teeth on your neck as he leans in and whispers to you.
"if i keep going, then i'm going all the way..." his tone sounds almost threatening, making a small shiver run down your spine. staring back into his grey eyes, you take a deep breath and roll your hips hard against his lap.
"do it..."
your words drive him crazy, and he can’t hold back a long moan as he lets out a deep sigh. "that's really naughty,” he comments in a low voice as he pulls you closer to himself, his mouth attaching to your neck as his hands finally slide down past your tummy. he starts gently rubbing you through the fabric of your jeans, palming and stroking at your heat.
squirming in his lap as you feel him toying with the button of your jeans, your face suddenly flushes bright red. "d-don't stare at them... i had just grabbed the first set from the top of my drawer today, and i didn't think that something like this would be happening, and-" your rambling was quickly cut off when you felt his fingers grip at the top of your panties.
"i'm gonna stare as much as i want to, little minx.” he teases, his voice raspy and filled with lust. tanaka looks up at you and your blushing face, chuckling softly, but he can’t help but stare as he pulls down your jeans. "jesus..." he mumbles under his breath, almost speechless as he sees the material on your skin.
tiny. lace. black.
"well... hello.” his voice shifts, deeper and his tone becoming serious. you feel his fingers teasing you for a moment before he moves his hands away from your panties and starts toying with the waistband. "you picked a good pair,” he whispers with a smirk as he pulls the zipper down. you feel your cheeks burning as his hands skim your thighs, squeezing your legs around his waist tighter, feeling yourself getting wet under his touch.
"don't move your legs again,” he growls when his fingers begin to work quickly removing your jeans. tanaka suddenly flips you around, pushing your back into the couch cushion, leaving you staring up at him with wide eyes. he's breathing harder than before as he pulls them down, leaving your legs bare. the sight of your skin makes him gulp, and he lets out a small moan as his eyes become glued to your body. chills run across your skin as you lay under him, your breathing heavy, left in only the tiny panties.
you're completely vulnerable under this hot guy who's looking at you like you're the most edible thing in the world; your body flush with him, feeling his weight atop you, and you can’t help but squirm.
"thought i told you not to move your legs again.”
if he could make a sound to match the lust behind those words, it'd be a low, animalistic snarl- in this moment, he's a predator, and you’re his prey. he nips your neck once again while he removes his shirt, his lips leaving love bites all over you. when the shirt is off his chest he looks down on you again, his expression fierce and his gaze ravenous. tanaka reaches out and grabs the sides of your panties, pulling the elastic and snapping it back onto your skin with a sharp sting. he stops for a second and takes in the sight of your body, legs bare and your breasts laying out for his viewing. "god... you're so... perfect..." his voice is hoarse and filled with desire, his eyes glued on you.
you subconsciously squeeze your legs together when you hear his words, suddenly embarrassed at the state you’re in. "c-can you take off your pants too?" you whisper back shyly.
a soft moan slips from his mouth and his eyes look down at you when he feels your legs squeeze together, biting his lip again as he can’t take his eyes off you. his expression is full of lust and his gaze is transfixed on your body, the way he looks at you is feral, but it’s like he can’t help himself, unbuttoning his pants almost immediately.
"i guess since you're so bold i can return the favor…” tanaka’s breathing is heavy as he starts to slowly pull off his pants. he stops after his pants have just past his hips, giving you a small, teasing smile as he looks at you, eyes focused on yours. his gaze is almost predatory, but you know he’s not gonna hurt you. in one swift motion he yanks his pants down and your body shivers at the sight. you've seen boys’ bodies before, but this feels… different.
"you like?” all that's left is the pair of thin grey boxers that are tightly wrapped around his waist, and he can’t help but groan when he sees your reaction. his eyes are on you once again and it looks like he’s about to pounce. "you're such a dirty little thing,” he whispers in a soft tone, the words making your cheeks flush. "look at your panties.”
when he says that, you can’t help but notice how it feels. your panties, visibly damp, a small squelch audible when you shift your thighs in embarrassment. "i- i…" you can’t even form a full sentence. he smiles and leans forward, your cheeks flushed as he smirks.
"you're wet…”
"did i do that to you?" voice teasing with a playful smile, lowering his hands to your thighs. "you're so naughty for me…” his voice is like a purr, coming from deep in his chest. everything about him is so hot- from the voice, to his appearance, to the way all of it is making you feel in that moment.
he licks his lips as he looks at you, starting to pull those panties off your legs. a small gasp leaves your lips once he pulls them lower, chills running across your body when he bends to kiss your thighs gently. the feeling of his lips on your skin is incredible and he seems to be savoring every second of it. his hands travel up your legs towards your pussy, sliding a finger through your folds and moaning when he pulls it away.
“fuckkk… you are so wet,” he says in a quiet voice, gazing up at you from between your legs. his words make your muscles clench and legs squirm as you feel his breath on your skin.
"y-your turn... you need to t-take yours off too-" your voice is shaky as you stutter and struggle to respond, feeling almost overwhelmed already. he looks up at you and the look in his eyes makes you shiver once again, his mouth traveling further up your thighs.
he chuckles and shakes his head, "only if you ask me nicely.” his hands slide down your hips and he starts to grip your legs, the feeling making your pussy clench as he looks back down on you with a smirk.
"please, ryunosuke…” you whisper lightly, panting lightly and staring back at him with babydoll eyes.
"i like it when you say my name,” he says in a breathy voice as he slowly pulls your legs apart, his hand traveling up your thigh. you see those sharp, hawk-like eyes at you as he lets go of your legs and caresses your body, mouth close to your skin and growling as he moves a hand to tease your clit while the other pinches your nipple. he looks up at your face, the whimpers he hears from you making his smile bigger.
"you are so adorable…” he whispers in a lusty tone, his hands pulling away from your skin as he slowly stands. pulling his boxers down, you finally understood what your other friends meant when they gossiped about “breeder balls”, because tanaka looked like the walking definition of that. heavy, swollen, and hanging, it makes your pussy subconsciously drip at the sight; now you're the one looking awestruck. he pauses for a second when he realizes that you're just staring at him, your eyes glued to his skin, studying and trying to memorize his body- his flexed abs, chiseled biceps, the faintest trail of dark hair leading from his tummy to his cock. his legs are muscular and athletic, and when he leans down, his knees hit the edge of the couch so that his legs are situated between yours.
still in a trance, he lifts one of your legs and kisses your inner thigh again, making your breathing shallow. pulling you closer to him, your body now pressing against his with nothing covering, he bites your neck and sighs, "oh god... you're so sensitive right now…” his voice is hoarse, the feeling of his teeth biting into your tender neck making you squirm again. as he leans over you, his body pressing onto yours, you can feel him start to rut against your tummy while he nibbles your neck. the feeling is overwhelming, making you whimper and whine in response.
"r-ryu... please!”
"be careful what you wish for angel, it's hard for me not to get turned on when you're so demure about this…” his voice is hoarse, hand reaching to the small of your back as he pulls you up towards him, his face filled with desire. “now, ask if i want you.” there's hunger in his eyes as he stares at you.
"d-do you w-want me, ryunosuke?” your voice comes out in a small whimper, stuttering as you try to compose yourself enough to think past his distracting touches. your words make him stop in his tracks and he looks at you with the biggest smile on his face, like a child. "mhm... i love it when you talk like that."
tanaka’s body is practically throbbing with the amount of lust that's radiating from him, lifting his head as he pulls your waist closer, your bodies pressed together as he kisses your neck repeatedly, leaving a litter of marks across your skin. the feeling is almost overpowering- his movements are rough, biting and kissing your neck with a force that makes you moan and whine and feel like your entire body is vibrating. he lifts one of your legs and pulls it around his hip, rubbing your thigh and rocking his hips back and forth against it. your body can't help but squirm and shiver from his touches, it feels too good and you don’t want him to stop, but you know he wants to do more…
the feeling was building up, to the point where you feel like you’re going insane under his hands.
"in..." you manage to whisper out between shaking pants. his eyes snap up to your face when he hears that, smiling back and responding with a voice full of lust.
"yes, baby?" his tongue flattens and drags up your neck towards your jaw, the tip of his nose touching your cheek. "say it louder this time, my little angel.” his voice is deep and hoarse, breathing heavily, and the only words you can understand are "my little angel" because in this moment, that's what you are to him.
you feel him push you as far back into the couch as possible, your body pinned under his weight. his hands squeeze your hips and your legs wrap around him tightly without a second thought. voice sounding closer to loud whines as you squirm under his touch, you can’t help but whimper in want for him to do more.
"please ryu... in."
"oh god, you really are so naughty.” his tone is a low groan as he hears your pleas, smiling down at you, almost making you feel lightheaded. "what'd you say you want?" he whispers, his breath is heavy as he stares at your face. you feel his body quiver, and he seems nervous for the first time, but he looks so excited when he speaks again. “again… say it again, baby.”
you wrap your legs tighter around his waist, trying to pull him closer as you whine louder for him. "ryunosuke! in!”
the way your body is shaking and how your face is flushed red makes it all the more desirable for him, leaning forward to catch your mouth with his again, kissing you slowly.
he pulls away from the kiss and your eyes meet in such an intimate moment, breathless as his gaze looks intense, hungry. his eyes glow with pure desire as you squeeze your legs around him, his hands gripping hard onto your hips.
"good girl,” he whispers to you as he leans in again, burying his nose into your neck. you feel his tongue running up to your ear before he lets out a deep breath, reaching downward and gripping his cock. tapping the head against your clit, he positions himself, finally doing what you both had been imagining for years.
"i love you, my little angel.”
his eyes squeeze shut and he lets out a loud groan as he pushes in, his body shuddering when he feels how tight you are. tanaka attacks your lips with his, kissing you deeply while pressing the both of you further into the couch cushions. when your eyes flutter back open, you’re met with the image of him leaning over you, his mouth in a snarl and eyes in deep focus of your body. everything feels so intense, your breathing turning heavy and every cell in your body pulsing from the feeling. his body presses harder into yours as he slides deeper and deeper, until he’s able to fully push against the base.
"fuck... i can't tell you how long i've waited for this…” his breathing is heavy as he starts to slowly pull back, and for a second you think that he’s going to be gentle- but this is tanaka you’re with. he snaps his hips back towards you, hard, drilling deep in a thrust that makes you cry out. hearing the sound makes his eyes roll back with a long moan, his hips moving so fast that the couch shifts.
your breath is shaking and your body quivers as he pounds in, the movements making your teeth clench and eyes squeeze shut. "g-god... how are you like this?”
he definitely wasn't holding back…
"because i'm finally getting you all to myself, baby..." his voice is hoarse and he still seems nervous, but he’s loving every second of this situation. his eyes are fixated on you, fingers gripping your hips tight as he drops his head back to your neck and you feel his teeth nibble on the sensitive skin.
you can’t help but moan and whimper from his movements, feeling like your body is disconnected and you’re dreaming. "r-ryu..." your voice sounds almost drunk on the feeling, begging him for more.
the movement doesn't stop and he stares down at you with this look of excitement and lust, his eyes telling how important you are to him. he keeps thrusting his cock deep in you, his lips glued onto your neck, leaving small hickeys all over the exposed skin. something about seeing you so deep in pleasure makes his body practically vibrate as he stares down at you, watching your eyes roll back as you whine like a baby. this is a side of you he's never seen before, and he can't stop himself now that he has it.
"god, you're so cute,” he growls in a low tone, grabbing onto your chin and biting behind your earlobe once more. your legs wrap around his lower back, hands running across anything you can reach as your nails drag, clawing into his shoulder blades and leaving small trails of red across his skin. the thrusts are gradually going faster and faster, and he’s whispering dirty things into your ear, making you feel like your body is melting. you can feel your tongue lolling out of your panting mouth as you fling your head back, and you're making loud noises that you've never made before, but you just don't care anymore. you just want to be his.
"h-h-harder..." your voice is coming out in shaky pants, unable to control yourself at that point. “r-ryu..." you whimper, eyes squeezing shut, “m-more.”
"oh, i’m not even started yet, baby.” the voice is low and fierce when you ask him for more, a devilish grin spreading his face as he chuckles. he seems completely different when it comes to this, like an animal in heat. this side of him seems like one you'll never see outside of the house, and yet you can't help but love it this way. he puts even more force, thrusting deeper as his hands slide up your thighs with a moan slipping from his mouth. "you love it, huh?"
there's no way you're going to answer him, your body has taken over the conversation for you with all the whining moans and squirming you can’t avoid doing. everything is so overwhelming, but at the same time, it's the best thing you've ever felt in your entire life. he makes you feel like you're exploding, your body sensitive to everything and he's only increasing it all. he starts to speak again but the words make no sense to your ears. there’s only one feeling that's overwhelming it all- pleasure.
your whole body is writhing and your back arches up, moaning with your fingernails digging into his back to the point where you’re convinced he’ll have scars later. the feeling that you're experiencing right now is the best thing you've ever felt. "close, ryu- close!" your voice is breathy, squirming in his hold. you can't help it anymore, feeling disconnected from your body and able to tell you’re about to finish.
his breathing is even heavier, his tone satire when he chuckles at you. "do you want me to slow down?" the way his voice sounds is almost too much for you to handle- it's so deep and his voice still has that slight edge to it that makes your body melt. "i didn't think you’d want me to stop... right?”
your eyes fly open with a look of panic. "no! no no no, please don't!" you bawl out. the whines sound so submissive but you can't escape this feeling- it’s overwhelming and you feel so pathetic, almost begging for him- and he loves what he's hearing.
tanaka chuckles, his laugh sending chills straight down your back. “i think i’ll keep going then,” he teases, and it’s hard to even understand what exactly he's saying over how much the couch is squeaking from his strong thrusts. you can't speak at that moment, your body so deep in its own world that you can barely even think, going into shock from the amount of pleasure you're feeling. his body is moving at such a fast pace, his big swollen balls smacking into the skin of your ass, and the only you can do is hold onto him. "fuckkk... you're choking my cock-”
all you hear in your ears is him moaning and groaning, and you feel so light, like you're not even on the couch anymore. your body feels like it's being electrocuted, tensing up and shaking as you let out a shriek. “ryu!” your pussy clenches around his length, gushing and spraying onto his pelvis with a long cry.
"oh god, did you just-” you can hear his breath getting even heavier than before as his eyes widen. you nod your head, shivering as your body comes down from its high. “that's so cute…” his fast movements definitely don't help you to calm down much though, and you can't help but continue to pant with your eyes squeezed tightly.
"hold on, little angel,” he whispers with a smile, starting to move even faster. his hips roll back and forth, every movement bringing you closer and closer to another orgasm. you feel him grab your hips tightly, wanting you to feel every movement as he pounds into you, and he’s definitely not slowing down. body still quivering, it feels like your muscles have turned into jello, your nails clawing into the back of his neck holding on for dear life.
you’re squirming like a child, and when you try to speak up, your voice comes out in small whimpers. “r-r-ryu?"
“what’s up, baby?" he asks with a panting voice between deep thrusts, his movements not stopping. “what’s wrong?”
“i-i..." you can't help but stutter, skin flushed in embarrassment as you try to hide your face in your shoulder. “can you touch me d-down there?”
it’s such a small question, something that tanaka wouldn’t think twice about considering you’re already past that point, but your sheepish reaction makes him melt. he stares at you as he bites his lip, eyes wide when the words slowly sink in with him. "oh my god, i’m… if you want me to..." his voice becomes hoarse as his words trail off, a blush spreading across his face. it’s almost like he can't believe what you just said, but he can't control his happiness.
“why are you so cute?" he whispers, a smile creeping back across his cheeks and his face gleaming with excitement. your breath is shaky from what you just asked, but you know it’s what you want.
“please, ryu.”
"geez, i can't believe you said that… you’re making me crazy.” his body continues rocking back and forth, his breaths becoming even more frantic as he stares at you, reaching a hand to cup your mound. sliding one of his long fingers down, he swipes until he finds your clit, suddenly putting pressure on it and rubbing in quick circles. you start shaking even more than before, and it's like your entire body is going insane- you feel your muscles tense up all at once, your gummy walls compressing around his cock, making him moan louder than before. you bite your lip harshly as your body begins tensing, becoming even more sensitive from the pleasure he’s giving you.
the smile on his face never disappears but his skin starts flushing as that excitement turns into overstimulation. "fuck... angel, i'm so close…” hoarse groans slip from his mouth, his movements becoming even quicker while your legs wrap around his waist like a pair of snakes.
you reach up quickly, arching your back and pulling him down to kiss you. your nails scrape down his back as you moan in his mouth, eyes squeezing tight to hide how overwhelmed you’re becoming.
tanaka lets out a deep growl as his mouth meets yours, trying to mimic your exact movements, but he can't stop himself from moaning. you can feel his body shaking, his lips attacking yours, tongues clashing sloppily, and it's like he can't get enough of you.
his tongue moves around your mouth, licking and mapping every inch of your lips, breathing deep and hard, whispering out between pants.
“you’re… so… hot…”
his movements are getting more and more intense- his dick ramming into the back of your walls, his heavy sack hitting the fat of your ass while his fingers abuse your clit- and you can't help but pull your mouth away from his and let out a long, loud cry as your body begins to shake, pussy squeezing tightly around him.
“fuckfuckfuck-” tanaka’s voice is hoarse and high-pitched, and he seems so shocked by your sudden reaction. you can tell by the way his body moves that he's on edge, thrusting faster and faster. "you can't do this to me, baby!”
you feel his whole body trembling at this point, grabbing your hips tight and gripping so hard you’re convinced there’ll be indentions in the morning. he doesn't speak anything else but your name, his voice sounding almost like he's crying, and you can tell he’s trying to hold on for as long as he can, but there's no stopping the feeling of bliss rolling over him. "a...angel... i... i'm..." his voice cuts off a bit and you hear him biting the words back between clenched teeth, trying to hold back longer.
"hnnng..." his groan sounds gruff and pinched as he finally gives in to his need, letting out a sharp moan of pleasure as everything in him crashes. his whole body tenses up and his face is flushed. "ah... aahh…” his eyes are clenched shut and his face is contorting a bit, squeezing your thigh so tight, it makes your muscles shake like crazy.
tanaka lets out an animalistic growl as his body shudders at the intense release. you can feel him pulsing in you, his cock twitching as he pumps your pussy full of his cum. he suddenly pulls you even closer to him, as close as he can get to your burning skin, and all of the feelings are overwhelming your entire body. you both feel it at the same time- something like a shockwave, everything in your bodies exploding and the sensation you're feeling is too much to handle.
he eventually pulls himself out slowly, and lets out a loud moan as he looks down, his hand gripping tighter on your thigh. “wow…” you glance down in confusion to see what he's so mesmerized about, and find his cum spilling out of your pussy, dripping slowly onto the couch below.
“h-holy…”
his eyes are glued to the intimate sight below, still breathing heavily even though he's caught his breath. “i just... fuck…” he bites his lip and looks back at you, struggling to speak because he's so stunned.
"that's really hot..." tanaka seems a little shy as he smiles nervously, laughing a little under his breath, “that... that’s a lot!" his expression switches quickly, and he now almost looks proud of himself. as you raise your eyes to look up at him, you can't help but smile back at his reaction.
“you’re such a dork, ryu..." you whisper out, shaking your head with a small giggle.
"a dork..?” he pouts at you. "i thought i did pretty good there…" his eyes flicker between you and the mess on the couch before slowly moving his focus back to you. you're still stuck in your moment of bliss, your smile so adorable in his eyes. “how about a shower?”
your smile widens as you stare back at him, raising your arms to grab at him. “you gotta carry meee,” you tease back to him.
"oh you're asking for it.” he grins and leans in, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you up like a princess. you cling to his neck tightly as he stands from the couch, giving you a small kiss on your nose with a wink.
“deal.”
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a/n: debating what i wanna post next, i basically have 3 different things in the "planning/lightly started" category- a one shot and two that are multi chapter fics. i had tried to plan one of them to be a one shot as well, but when i started i realized it would have to be longer to fully finish the story to what i want it to be :P so idk, leave comments, thoughts, etc. on it lol
I think the day you actually try and drown tendou in your pussy is the day he falls in pure love with you. Like your sitting in his face squirting shaking and squeezing his hid WTH your thighs he 100% can’t breathe but his eyes are so focused on your face you don’t even notice he looks super hazy…… im gonna go have a lay down….
satori likes the way it feels to not breathe actually. the pressure that fills his head when you're squeezing his head with the inside of your thighs, hearing your clear chocking moans while you grind your cunt against his face. oh god and the mess... the mess to him is holy. the texture and taste of you, the way it feels to have you press your pussy up against his mouth and nose.
you're so right. he really falls in love seeing you let go like that. the desperate movement of your hips and the way you're still looking into his eyes when you cum, trembling over him and doing your best to stay connected to him. n when you pull away from sensitivity and satori finally gets a full breath, he chases you. cranes his head up to press his lips back to your clit and suck. tries to coax you back down onto him as you hover above his face, full body twitching each time he pulls delicately at that sensitive little bud.
This will be my first time writing…so please be advised that I am prone to making errors so if there’s any mistakes I have made, please be nice to inform me and I will resolve that issue! I recommend reading in mobile…Be warned of the following warnings down below, again read at your own risk!
WARNING CONTENT CONTAINS:
somnofilia • squirting • overstimulation • spit
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imagine your beloved boyfriend treating you to his own private luxury yacht, laying down on top of the comfortable white couch while wearing your expensive two-piece pastel blue bikini when your boyfriend goes up behind you staring at his beautiful lover
sliding his strong veiny hands on the curve of your behind reaching out to untie the ribbon that holds your top on then swiftly removing your bottoms then disposing it the material behind him
he quickly turns your sleeping body around, moving your top away and tossing it aside...he gropes your left breast fondling it while his mouth instantly attaches to your nipple, twirling his moist tongue on your areola, marking your sensitive chest with wet kisses and bites while his other hand moves down
your breathing became heavy sighing and moaning in your sleep...stirring in your sleep your body began to sweat
gojo could already feel the wetness of your cunt, trailing his fingers past your stomach and circling his fingers on your throbbing clit
he removes his hold on your delicate breast and examines your cunt…he uses both of his hands to part your legs, staring at your cunt he uses his two fingers to part your labia and stare at your drenched twitching hole
his mouth began to salivate longing to get the sweet taste of your cunt, as if he was starving he began making out with your pussy drinking and licking every part then closing his mouth on your clit suckling on it as if his life depended on it…he used his left hand to hold your right leg
he thrusted two of his slender fingers inside of you, massaging the insides…leaving your clit he pants hot air then blows cold air on your clit then adding another finger inside moving his pace faster with each stroke
your clit hardens and your hole began to moisten even more, your cunt started to close around his fingers and your whole body began to vibrate
gojo flicks your sensitive clit several times while fucking his fingers inside you then closing his mouth on your clit nibbling it was the final straw to your release and awoke you from your sleep
you flutter your lashes to see yourself squirting on your finance’s handsome face but his fingers and mouth doesn’t end even after begging him to stop his abuse on your sensitive throbbing cunt
“took you long enough to wake up darling”
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I will most likely make part two as soon as possible so stay tuned for part two of yacht girl!
pairings: utsui takashi (ushijima’s dad) x f!reader x iwaizumi hajime
warnings: explicit language, SMUT (18+, minors DNI!!), threesome, age gap (30-ish years), daddy kink, vaginal sex, oral (m!receiving), reader is literally eiffel towered by iwa and ushi’s dad, spanking, degradation & praise, squirting, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of ass play/anal at the end (but none happens!), lmk if there’s anything that i missed!
synopsis: you’ve got utsui takashi wrapped around your pretty little finger, but there are two problems: 1) you’re dating his intern, iwaizumi hajime, and 2) you’re less than half his age. but just as he’s about to accept these unfortunate circumstances, utsui’s luck unexpectedly turns around when his pupil asks him an intrusive question...; 2.2k words
notes: this is my second submission for the underrated character collab hosted by @meiansmistress! this one-shot is just filth. pure filth. like i'm going to hell filth. but anyways, i hope you enjoy and likes and reblogs are always appreciated!
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Being honest, Utsui Takashi is extremely sexually frustrated.
His relationship with his ex-wife was sour, and their sex life during their marriage, to put it lightly, was stale. He could count on one hand the amount of sexual encounters during the entirety of the relationship, and most of them were in an effort to make his beloved son, Wakatoshi. The times they did fuck were just straight boring— if he had to describe his ex-wife in bed, he’d compare her to a dead fish, completely void of passion and intimacy. (But honestly, this comes as no surprise to him, since it’s on par with her stern and frigid personality.)
When he first moved to California after the divorce, he spent many nights in the arms of different lovers, women frequently coming and going between his bedsheets. But that time has since passed.
It’s been years since he’s been on a date and an even longer time since he’s hooked up with someone, but it’s not because he physically can’t— despite being in his later middle ages, his body is still toned and firm due to his occupation requiring him to remain active. Instead, it’s because he just doesn’t have the time. During the week, he manages his own training center, teaching classes to children as young as kindergarteners and adults who are well into the latter years of their lives. On the weekends, he stays home and tends to his garden, harvesting plump and ripe vegetables and trimming the leaves of the Japanese maple that stands tall in his front yard.
On occasion, some women have caught his eye, like the hot single mom who brings her teenage son to weekly anaerobic training sessions or the sexy and shrewd young professional who frequents his gym after work. But no one has ever had his heart in as tight of a chokehold as you.
You’re a pretty little thing, always bringing your boyfriend Iwaizumi homemade lunches with a loving smile plastered on your face. Utsui couldn’t help but notice how short your skirts were, revealing pieces of fabric that barely covered your ass, and how sheer your tops were— on exceptionally hot days in Southern California, you would walk into his training center without a bra, nipples peeking through your white tank top.
Utsui knows that it’s wrong— hell, maybe even morally depraved— to think such naughty things about you. For starters, you were his apprentice’s girlfriend; he’s known about your relationship with Hajime since its inception and has seen it blossom. In fact, he was the one who encouraged Iwaizumi to ask you on a date, so it’d be on a different level of fucked up if he made a move on you.
Secondly, and even more damnedly, you’re less than half his age. Utsui is pushing 50 while you’re a college junior. You’re quite literally his son’s age— the fact that he is so entranced by someone young enough to be in the same graduating class as his own child is nauseating to him. Still, this doesn’t stop Utsui from sparing you quick glances whenever you help Iwaizumi teach his workout classes, his eyes watching your ass jiggle and tits bounce when you do jumping jacks.
One day, when his young intern awkwardly trudges into his office for sex advice, he thinks with his dick.
“Hey boss,” Iwaizumi starts, his deep and gruff voice now more meek than a mouse’s. “Can I ask you a question? It’s kinda TMI…”
Utsui sits back in his office chair as he signals for his pupil to take a seat. Iwaizumi quietly shuts the door and plops down on the chair in front of his mentor, a dejected look painted on his face.
“What’s up, Hajime?”
The young man lets out an exasperated sigh before explaining his predicament. “Uh, how do you make a girl squirt?”
Utsui’s eyebrows raise upon hearing the intrusive question. Oh, this should be interesting, He thinks to himself.
Iwaizumi continues, “You see, my girl, she’s been talking about wanting to do it for a while now. And we’ve been trying and trying, but I just can’t seem to get the movement right…” He shifts uncomfortably in his chair as his forehead begins to glisten from sweat. “I was wondering if you had any pointers or tips.”
Utsui couldn’t believe his luck. A smirk forms on the corners of his lips and he starts slowly, “You know, I’m a firm believer in hands-on learning.”
Takashi, shut up, He scolds himself.
“It’s difficult to explain what to do, and it’d be much easier to just show you.”
Takashi, what the fuck are you saying?!
“If you and your girl are comfortable, I’d be more than happy to coach you in-person.”
This most definitely violates some worker’s code. It’s by definition sexual misconduct in the workplace.
There’s a long pause as Iwaizumi contemplates his mentor’s proposition, leaving Utsui to ruminate in his thoughts. He grows anxious and desperately hopes that his careless statements don’t backfire in the worst way possible.
“Alright, that’s fine with me. I’ll ask my girl tonight and get back to you.”
In a much more uplifted spirit than when he first walked into the office, Iwaizumi rises from his seat and shouts, “Thanks boss!” before leaving the training center.
The fuck did he just get himself into?
Any worries Utsui had are immediately dispelled when he sees your naked body lying before him.
God, you’re even more ethereal than he could have ever imagined.
You lie splayed out on the massage table in the backroom of Utsui’s training center, the back of your head resting against Iwaizumi’s crotch. Your boyfriend holds the back of your thighs to give his mentor a better view of your pretty pussy, which is already glistening with your juices.
Utsui straddles the table and leans down on his forearm to get a better look at your cunt. His fingers pull the flesh of your lips back, and he groans at how perfect you are. So young and cute-- he cannot wait to ravage and defile you.
He flashes a quick look to Iwaizumi for consent, and his junior nods. He immediately gets to work, sliding his fingers up and down your slit to collect your juices before shoving his thick index and middle fingers in. His fingers run along the top of your gummy walls, searching for the ribbed flesh that he knows will have you babbling incoherently. He finds it, and immediately starts pumping and curling your g-spot.
“Hajime,” Utsui commands. “Look at my motions and take notes. Your strength comes from your forearms, not your fingers.”
Iwaizumi nods then looks down to see how you’re doing. You’re a complete mess— despite having been touched for only a few minutes, tears stream down your cheeks and your mascara smears all over your under-eyes; he wipes a trickle of your drool with the back of his hand and his thumb caresses your cheek as he praises you.
“You’re doing so good for us, babe,” Your boyfriend bends down and presses a kiss to your forehead. His hand snakes down your body and settles on your breasts, his thumb and index finger pinching and pulling your puffy nipples.
Oh how Takashi wishes he could lick and suck all over your tits, marking you up and claiming you as his.
Utsui’s movements become brutal, and he adjusts his position for better leverage so he can toy with your pussy with more force. His thumb begins to rub quick circles around your swollen clit, making your walls clench around him. He knows you’re close.
“M-Mr. Utsui,” Your voice is breathy and weak. “It’s t-too much, c-can’t take anymore.”
He leans forward and kisses your forehead, free hand cupping your face as he comforts you.
“It’s okay, princess,” He coos. “I know you can do it. Squirt for your daddies.”
Almost as if you were waiting for his permission, you lose control of your body, a clear liquid gushing out of your pussy and soaking Utsui’s hand and forearm. He fucks you through your intense orgasm, only removing his fingers once the fluttering of your pussy completely ceases.
Iwaizumi is so excited that you squirted so he bends over to capture your lips in a heated kiss. He can’t wait any longer— his cock strains in his gym shorts, and after stripping himself of his clothing, he flips you over onto all fours, lining up the head of his cock with your drooling hole.
As much as Utsui would love to stay and make you squirt over and over again until your juices soak the rolled-up sleeves of his dress shirt, he starts to shift uncomfortably and begins to feel like he’s no longer welcome in the room. But as he stands to leave, he feels a small hand wrap around his wrist, stopping him.
“Mr. Utsui, where are you going?” You question him, doe eyes staring up at him with faux innocence. “You can’t leave yet! We want to thank you for being so helpful, don’t we Haji?”
Iwaizumi grunts as he sheaths himself into your cunt in one swift thrust. “Hell yea.” He throws his head back as he basks in the warmth of your walls. “Anything that my pretty baby wants.”
You stare up at Takashi seductively, lowering your jaw and lolling your tongue out to let him know what you want.
If his own intern sees no issue with it and it’s what you want, then might as well satisfy you some more, right?
His shaky fingers unbuckle his belt and lower his pants to his mid-thigh. He drops the waistband of his briefs to just below his balls and brings your face to his crotch. You plant a soft kiss to the head of his cock and begin to kitten lick it. He throws his head back at the stimulation-- this is so much better than his hand.
Utsui grips the back of your head before slowly easing his entire length into your mouth. Once the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, he begins to rock his hips back and forth steadily to not hurt you.
Iwaizumi lands a harsh slap to your ass, the sound bouncing off the walls of the storage room. The force jolts you forward, pushing your head further down Takashi’s length. He has to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from letting out a pitiful moan.
“You like that, huh slut? Like being taken from the front and the back by me and my fucking mentor? What a dirty little whore.”
Iwaizumi’s words clearly inflict their desired effect on you, and you whine around Utsui’s cock, vibrations traveling down his shaft and up his spine. He looks down at you, and seeing the constant stream of tears that spill out of your eyes, he cradles the side of your face with his large palm.
“I think she’s being such a good girl for us,” Utsui coos. “Do you wanna cum again, sweetheart? Think you can handle another one?”
You frantically nod around his dick, and muffled moans of “Yes, please!” come from your mouth.
“Hajime,” Utsui orders. “Toy with her clit a bit. Keep going until her pussy stops clenching around you.”
Iwaizumi does as he’s told, and when he starts rubbing frantic circles around your swollen nub, Utsui feels your throat tighten around him.
God, he’s so fucking close.
A few more swipes at your clit and you’re gushing all over Iwaizumi’s cock, your juices spraying onto his abdomen and thighs. Your boyfriend reaches his high not long after, filling your abused cunt to the brim with his cum.
Utsui is the last to cum, but once his pupil pulls out from your pussy and he sees a mixture of your juices and Iwaizumi’s cum ooze out of your gaping hole, it pushes him over the edge. He shoots his cum straight down your throat, you eagerly swallowing all of it. He pulls his dick out from your mouth and you continue to kitten lick his tip, making sure to clean him up completely.
God, he’s so in love with you.
Iwaizumi grabs you by your neck and pulls you flush against his chest. Turning your head, the two of you kiss passionately, tongues swirling around each other, making your boyfriend moan when he tastes his mentor’s cum on your lips.
Utsui grabs a towel on a nearby chair and cleans up your sweaty body. You smile and giggle at the older man, and it makes his heart swoon.
“Thank you, Mr. Utsui,” You whisper cutely, your eyes staring deeply into his. If you keep looking at him like that, he might just go into cardiac arrest with the way his heart is racing.
“Yea, thanks boss!” Iwaizumi chimes in enthusiastically.
Utsui chuckles and rubs the back of his neck as he stares down at the floor. “It’s really no big deal. Just wanna make sure you kids are able to have fun!”
Once again, your dainty little hand reaches out and grabs his wrist, effectively drawing his attention. Your pupils are blown out and your eyes are filled with lust as you seductively make another request.
“Mr. Utsui, can you teach Iwaizumi how to prep my ass? I really want him to fuck me there.”
You will quite literally be the death of him. But he doesn’t care— he’s been waiting damn near 50 years for a pussy as delicious as yours.
Request: preferably where a little sister asks ushijima-nii for help with her ‘aching pussy’, in which he starts off innocently helping her but in the end, ends up pounding her stupid
Warnings: incest, fingering, masturbating, innocence kink, creampie, cum shot, manipulation? A bit, whiny dumb sister, overstimulation, squirting, cum eating
Ushijima + Incest
Part of being on the roster for the Olympic team included rigorous training. Although he didn’t mind the extra training or the early mornings, he did feel bad about leaving home for the majority of the day, only getting home after dinner when you were too tired to greet him with anything more then a hug and a peck on the cheek.
Ushijima sighs at the memory of you all teary eyed the one night you had fallen asleep waiting for him, only waking up when you felt him give you a kiss on the head. He probably needed a day off so he could just spend it with you, but he didn’t think he could with only a few months before the Olympics. Even now, as he lifted some weights and talked to Hinata and Kageyama, you plagued his thoughts.
“Oh, Ushijima-san, your phone is ringing,” Hinata said, pointing to Ushijima’s bag which had a bright light coming from the pocket. Indeed, it was ringing and who else on the other line but you?
“Hello? I’m currently busy, can it wait?”
“I need help,” your whine came through the speaker. Ushijima didn’t think too much of it, since well, you need help with lots of things, so he didn’t really take your whining seriously. “It hurts so much, I don’t know what to do. Nothing helps!” Your whine is more of a moan, but the thought of you in pain has Ushijima’s entire plan for the day shattering.
“I’ll be there shortly. Please wait,” is all he says before hanging up the phone. Hinata, curious, asks what’s going on. “My sister is in pain from something, so I have to go check on her. I’ll let coach know if I see him on the way out,” he bows, then grabs his bag and turns to leave. He didn’t even bother putting things back like he normally does, too busy worrying over what could you make you be in so much pain.
Despite you both growing up and being adults now, you have never been alone and never been able to deal with being alone for so long. When you graduated, you only asked to live with your big brother so you could see him more, but he’s really only at home to sleep, which wasn’t in your plans. That’s why you always try and wait for him and often end up climbing in his bed when he gets home real late, or even when he’s already asleep. The thought of him not being there when you’re in pain has guilt bubbling in the pit of his stomach, his thoughts telling him that he should spend more time with you.
The commute to the gym and his house is only a few minutes, which he easily jogs to speed up the trip to arrive at the place. His keys are already in his hand ready to open the door by the time he arrives, ready to be greeted by your cries of pain. Instead, he is welcomed to an almost empty house. Confusion knits in his brows, looking around as he closes and locks his door, waiting for you to pop from behind a wall or door and surprise him. A prank would be better than putting him on edge as he discards his shoes and bag, walking through the house.
When he gets to the hallway, he hears you. Your moans and whines almost echo in the empty hallway, his footsteps almost silent as he pads to your room, stopping when he gets to it. Opening the door, he sees it’s empty, your presence being strewn across the room as your sheets have been muddled and comforter thrown off, hanging off the edge. More noises come from a different room — his room, so he continues on in there. His worries of what’s happened to you makes his heart speed up, but he feels it keep the pace as his eyes finally land on you.
Donning one of his shirts, fresh out of his dirty laundry, is you, on his bed with your legs spread and a hand between them, drenched. Furiously rubbing as whines and mewls leave your lips and tears stream down your cheeks, your noises mostly muffled by the hem of his shirt between your teeth. You look completely exhausted and he can see his white bedsheets have darkened from how much of your juices keep leaking from your puffy pussy, never stopping. The simple sight of you pleasuring yourself on his bed and in his shirt has his heart pounding as he watches, but he then clears his throat and turns away, willing himself to not do anything he’d end up regretting. “Is this the problem?”
“Toshi..” your whines have his eye cracking open, looking at your tear-filled eyes looking at him. “Nothing helps and it’s always aching when you leave me. Please, I need your help,”
“I can’t help you with this,” he simply says. “It’s inappropriate,”
“It’s your fault and you won’t even help me? You’re being mean, nii-san!” Your cries are more of disappointment than pleasure, but your sniffles are the breaking point for him, watching as you cry and rub your snotty nose with the sleeve of his shirt. “I thought you loved me more than that,”
He sighs, walking closer to you, stopping when you look up to him, bottom lip quivering. “I’ll help but if it doesn’t feel any better, I’ll stop and leave you alone.” It’s all he needs to say for your eyes to shine like he just told you he’d give you the world and the stars above. Crawling on the bed, he feels his throat dry at the sight of you practically gushing just as he looks down at you. The taboo pearl of his sister lays before him, his mouth watering at the urge to place his tongue against you, but he settles with only his fingers. Using his thumb, he manages to easily rub against your clit while he slides two of his fingers into you, wet noises accompanying it as more gushes from you. All you do is hold onto his shirt, keeping it almost covering your face while he rubs and gently thrusts his fingers into you.
Sensitive from your furious rubbing from before, it’s not too long before you’re squirming and squeezing your legs, Ushijima’s broad body preventing you. A flick of his thumb against your hard clit has you screaming as you finally find the release you’ve been aiming for since you began, aftershocks wracking your body. Completely over sensitive from it, you can only squeeze around his fingers and loll your head back, but manage to regain mobility as he removes himself. “Where are you going?”
“I helped. My job is done,” he states, continuing to move away from you. He’s obviously hard in his pants and knows a moment longer and he’d end up crossing a boundary — one he doesn’t know if it exists anymore.
“I’m still.. I want more. I’m not satisfied,” you start up more waterworks, making his heart ache just from a glimpse of it. In a way, this is his karma for leaving you so often, for taking you in so you wouldn’t be lonely then only giving you time to be lonely. He knows he shouldn’t, but a part of him says he needs to make it up to you and his bias in his pleasure is overridden by your sniffles and pleading eyes. Another sigh, another dipping of the bed under his weight, and suddenly he’d got you pushed against the mattress as his lips press against yours.
You keep him close, fingers scratching at his neck as you desperately try to keep him as close as possible, not wanting to let go. He simply won’t allow it, thankful he was in his gym shorts still. The elastic waistband allows for him to pull it down with ease, using one hand, as he frees his aching cock from its confines. He brushes the tip of his fingers against it, groaning when he feels how sensitive he is to a small touch. Rubbing himself against you has you both letting out a low moan, you previous orgasm and arousal helping him glide inside.
With your legs securing him even closer to you, he almost doesn’t want to even think of leaving your warmth. Perfectly molded to fit him completely, he can’t help but shallowly rut into you, rubbing against your gummy walls. When you whine for him to move, he realizes your legs have fallen to the side. “I want all of you, Toshi,” your cute plea for him is all he needs as he changes his position. He doesn’t even need to tell you what to do, your hands immediately going to hold the back of your thighs as he makes sure to not hurt you as he lifts himself off of you.
Moving his hips at a rapid pace, he only knows each time he hits deep inside of you when you cry out in a higher pitch, your cunt gushing even more and slathering all over his skin. Whenever the resounding sound of him colliding with your slick skin enters his ears, he knows he’s hit as deep as he can, pulling out only to go chasing more of your walls rubbing against him. Each pump inside of you had milky fluid bubbling out, your back arching as you dig your heels into the mattress below and can only let out a string of squeals with each deep dive. He doesn’t know how long he even managed to last before his hips are stuttering, sweat soaking into his shirt as he manages to pull out, coating you and his shirt in milky cum that drips down.
Instead of a blissful sigh in satisfaction, you still whine as your legs lock around him. Your words are so muddled together and unintelligible, you end up using your hand to move his cock back inside of you. “Inside! More!” You manage to whine out, wriggling your hips as your legs try to push him back in. The desperation for more of him, for him to completely fill you up has him abiding by your request, his own pleasure once more being replaced with the thought of him doing it for you, none of this is for him.
Despite his words telling him that, his thoughts trying to sound conscious and stable, he finds himself once more enjoying your warmth and the sticky fluid coating the both of you. He has to lick his lips in want as you even manage to swipe some of his cum off of you, lapping it up as your tongue lolls out, flicking against your digit. He knows you’re only doing it because you can barely see and speak straight, but he can’t help but think of it as you putting on a show for him, your eyes glazed over as your legs can’t even keep him close to you, too busy shaking from pleasure.
The sweating running down his body makes his shirt completely stick to his skin, making it almost uncomfortable until he has to uncover you, keeping his hips moving as he manages to slide off his drenched shirt. The sight alone has you squealing in pleasure, completely drenching his abdomen as your whole body locks up from the stimulation. Moving his hands to your thighs, he keeps your legs completely spread as he tries to get to his own finishing line, your body becoming almost completely limp as your hands dig into his pillows, the only sign you’re still conscious. Even your screams of pleasure are one silent scream, mouth open with no sound.
A final push, one more thrust into you and he’s finally giving you what you want, your body practically sighing in satisfaction once it feels the first drop of his cum. His load is so hefty, his cock practically leaves you nothing but a gaping hole as it oozes from your fucked out hole. With your horniness completely sated, you only manage to give him one more line before passing out. It’s practically gibberish, but he can tell what you’re saying.
“You’re welcome,” he pecks your forehead, coated in your sweat as you completely pass out. He feels as if he’s worked out at the gym all day after dealing with you, almost too tired to get up and clean himself. Almost. Once he cleans himself up, he’ll deal with you and your mess, but for now, he can’t bear moving you from your content resting state.
Steve rogers strength/size kink where he loves showing off his strength, and flexes his muscles to impress you. Don’t mind if it includes smut or not (18 yrs old)
Rating: Explicit content under the keep reading, links to sex positions MDNI
Word Count: 990
☆ Probably tries to time his workouts when you’re in the gym too
☆ Shirts become 4x smaller
☆ Bucky can’t help but grin and tease him about it but will pipe up and say the washing machine shrunk it if/when Steve is called out for it
☆ When you talk to him, Steve’s always flexing his biceps- scratching his ears, hair, nape
☆ Smirks when he notices your eyes darting from his eyes to his pecs
☆ Once in a relationship and only only only if he knows it won’t be triggering, asks you how much you weigh then sends a video of him lifting three times that weight
☆ You ask him if he can lift x,y,z. Steve does it every time, patient in all your demands just smiles and lifts it
"Can you lift this?" You point at the washing machine
Steve gives you a small smile and a nod, bending down to grab a corner with one hand and easily lifting it up
"Can you lift that?" You ask and gesture at the seat
Steve sighs but grabs it with two hands and lifts it clean off the ground so you can hoover under it
"Can you move this?" You show him the massive makeup thingy and he sighs but does it, easily moving something that 4 men carried into the room
☆ Fucks you standing up, starts with you against the wall but will pull away so he’s the only thing keeping you up fucking you in the full nelson position. Grabs your hips and lifts you up, lets gravity drop you back down on his cock.
Warnings: explicit content, 18+, size kink, strength kink, marking, scratching, links to sex position images, squirting, daddy kink, minor mirror sex, thigh grinding,
☆ When you’re riding him, his feet are planted on the bed and he’s thrusting his hips into yours. Large hands clenched on your hips bouncing you on his dick
☆ Probably no definitely gets a mirror installed on the ceiling so you can see his back muscles whilst he’s fucking you
☆ When you’re bad (or good) he makes/lets you grind on his thigh
☆ Picture it: you straddled on his thigh, knees planted in the sofa cushion on either side of his hips. Short pleated skirt barely grazing the bottom of your ass, you white pants with the pink words ‘daddy’s princess’ soaked through, wet patch forming on his jeans embarrassingly quickly
“That’s a good girl, look at that. Princess made a wet patch on daddy’s trousers”. Getting bored Steve clenches his thighs to increase the friction on your clit. You throw your head back and moan. Wanting to bully you more, the blond bounces his leg just to see the fat tears drip from your waterline. Black trails run down your cheeks but you don't dare stop in your grinding motion. Eventually, Steve takes pity on you and coos that you’re too dumb to get yourself off with his thigh on your own and grabs your hips to control your rhythm. When Steve wants to hear you whine, he pushes down on your hips and grinds you a little harder. To an untrained ear, your hiccupy moans would seem like you're not enjoying the rough handling but the way your juices explode out of you, drenching the material of the chair and dripping down to darken the carpet, the fabric straining to cover Steve's muscular thighs already soaked through, is an indication of how much you enjoy it.
☆ Loves loves loves when you grip his shoulder/biceps to hold on. If you dig your fingernails into the skin oof he will flip you over and make you squirt on his dick
☆ Loves it when you mark him but no visible hickeys- he's still America's golden boy. Adores when you drag your fingernails down his back so the next day can hear all the hushed comments on the 10 red lines running parallel to each other down his back. Steve can’t stop smirking as he changes
☆ Will let out the whiniest fucking keen if you leave a love bite on the ‘v’ of his adonis belt like imagine being on your knees biting his flesh and you look up this sculpted Adonis of a man to see his blue eyes hidden behind his eyelids, head tipped down and plump lips open to let out the such a sexily pitched noise. You gush at the power you suddenly have (always had) over him
☆ Sparring sessions that end with him sweeping your legs out from under you and caging you down on the mat. Hands above your head, one of Steve’s wrapped around both of your wrists. No matter how much you struggle he keeps you pinned down. Animalistic sex partly from the adrenaline coursing through the two of you and also the risk of getting caught
☆ Lingerie is destroyed partly because his hands are so big Steve can’t easily remove the delicate hooks but also because the blond can get too impatient and just rips it off. Whispers into the meat of your thighs/breasts/neck he’ll buy another set. Not as in one set matching bralette and pants but the entire collection and in all the colour options.
☆The lap dance position/full nelson but Steve’s sat down with his forearms hooked around the backs of your knees and spreads your legs. He pushes your knees till touching they’re touching your shoulders and fucks up into you. Probably wraps one hand around your neck. If you’re un/lucky, one hand will slide down and rub figures of 8's onto your clit until you’re too overstimulated to babble anything greater than 3 words. You cannot move in that position at all, it’s Steve letting out all his anger and frustrations on your body
☆ Italian chandelier position but you don’t need to do anything to hold your weight, Steve does it, a hand on the small of your back all he needs to keep your lower body up
Other positions he uses to show his strength to fuck you:
Asian Cow
Apollo
Elephant
Descent
Flying Dutchman
Hood (Steve would spend all night going down on you)
Lace but also standing 69
Prison Guard
Honestly any of these but Snake, Zombie, Aquarius, Olympus, The Cradle, The Mermaid. I think Zombie may be his fave and he'll do the Arch for you (he can't resist your puppy eyes) but would feel a bit awkward
