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Oh gos oh fuck, just thinking about aran pushing you into a mating press which makes you squirt all over him and squeal uncontrollably. Reckon he'd have a daddy kink? 🧐 just me thinking thoughts about crying for daddy to slow down but ofc aran wont, he's gonna do the exact opposite and lay his whole body weight on the back of your legs so your hips tip up to accommodate him. Oh god, would he lick your tears away??? I think he would and that is very daddy of him
stop! this made me hhnnn. omg. of course, aran has a daddy kink! sometimes when he really gets into it, he won’t let you do anything until you call him daddy.
t/w | nsfw, daddy kink, dacryphilia, fem! reader
“aran… aran, baby, please!” you cry only to be met with a sharp thrust of his hips as tears leak down your face. it feels as though your breath is knocked out of you every time he thrusts forward, your body being practically folded in half not helping one bit. all his focus is on where you two connect, his grip on the back of your knees tightening before it falters— over and over again.
you call his name once more, hands trying to reach out to him only to be cut off when his grip becomes unbearably tight. you know the words he wants to hear and rivers of embarrassment run through your body, skin burning at the thought of the word… but you relent, “daddy! daddy, please, slow down!”
the feeling of relief only lasts for a minute, aran slowing down to hit nice and deep before pulling out and slamming right back in. his brutal thrusts are met with an aching clench of your pussy, slick gushing down to add to the ever-growing puddle beneath you both. you can feel one hand move to your cheek, his thumb wiping away a tear before he brings it up to his mouth, tongue swiping across the pad and you gasp.
the sight is new, aran looking down at you with softness twinged with a new found lust. it’s a sight you crave to see each and every time… and you sob once more, a fresh set of tears leaving your eyes when he cums.
in the haziness of atsumu’s cock dragging against your walls, the euphoric feeling of him slamming into you one last time overwhelms you. your eyes flutter shut, chest heaving and you can’t distinguish the difference in warmth— the difference in consistency as he fills your poor little pussy full.
“oh fuck…” he breathes out, eyes locked onto his still hardened cock being swallowed by your cunt.
it isn’t until he pulls out, surprised with himself, that you feel it; the watery consistency as it sloshes onto the bed. atsumu’s… atsumu’s cum is thick. you have trouble swallowing it when you suck him off… it shouldn’t be leaving your body so easily.
“atsumu!” you cry, eyes snapping open and swatting at his shoulder as the bed sheets dampening makes you want to burst into tears. “i can’t believe you…”
“if it makes ya feel any better,” he mutters, hand coming to run through his disheveled hair, “i think this is hot as fuck…”
HHHHH aran getting to know ur body AND TAKING UR FIRST TIME I’D JUST ASK THE MAN TO MARRY MEEEEE His fingers stretching u wide and massaging your g-spot and he says “is that your sweet spot?” and you cry out “i-i don’t know!!” As you convulse around his fingers 💕💞❤️💕💞❤️❤️❤️ once he’s made u pussy all nice n wet he slowly pushed into u, letting u feel every inch n every vein. And when he finally bottoms out, you’re babbling n squirming b/c his cock is smooshed up against all ur spots b/c he’s so big!!! I love him sm ❤️❤️❤️❤️ pls ruin me for other men Aran
i just... ooo yes, yes! also, i don’t know why the word ‘smooshed’ had me all (*ﾉωﾉ) lmaoo
t/w | nsfw, fem! reader
“how does it feel?” his deep voice is in your ear, but you can’t focus on anything other than the fat cock currently stuffed into your cunt. your arms are wrapped around him, hand on the back of his head as he speaks into your neck.
“i-it feels—!” you gasp when he rears his hips back, thrusting in with such force that makes your back arch and tears spill. “it feels so good! you feel good! so, so good!”
your legs wrap around his waist, locking him in as you sob because he’s just hitting all the right places. it makes your toes curl and when his thumb starts to touch your clit—
“a-a-ah, aran, aran—” his name just tumbles from your lips and you can feel his hand on your thigh tighten. it’d hurt if you weren’t so lost in your thoughts, so lost in the pleasurable feeling of aran’s dick— veins just pressing up and dragging against your gummy walls. just thinking about it makes your body react, pussy constantly spasming and clenching around his length.
“is my baby close?” he knows you are and you can feel the smirk on his lips, the smirk pressed into your skin as he places wet kisses on the expanse of your neck. “what do you want me to do, huh?”
“i-i—” you’re just gushing around his cock, drenching his balls and slathering all over your thighs. “i want you to cum in me!”
‘gimme your cum. gimme your cum.’ just flows from your mouth and he wants to laugh at how his precious baby is acting like a fucked out whore. it was only an hour ago when his fingers were stuffed deep in your pussy, mouth latched onto your clit. it was only an hour ago when you were crying about how it was too much and now you want more?
“i’ll give my pretty girl what she wants,” he grunts.
he watches as you babble and drool out, eyes rolling up into your head as he thrusts into you with such intensity, skin smacking and bruising. he can feel your thigh tense under his hand as you cum. aran places his forehead on yours, watching as your puffy lips part and you say his name over and over and—
it’s earth-shattering when he cums, slamming into you one last time before spilling his hot seed into your pussy. he can feel your nails digging into his skin. he can feel your walls fluttering around him and his cum as it drips down onto the bedsheets.
it’s slow and silent when he pulls out of you, watching as your little hole just clenches around nothing. he can see your chest rise and fall with every breath. aran’s hands cup your face as he leans over you. “how was my baby’s first time, hm?”
Hey! I just found your blog and I'm already loving it, specially your keishin ukai content, please do more, maybe a thirst of him taking Sugawara's girlfriend who is the team's manager? Noncon, please
ahh, thank you, amor! okay, i have this very specific image of suga’s girlfriend being like the epitome of wholesome. baby girl is very respectful and probably loved by everyone in her year. also, reader works at a flower shop… just because.
t/w | mentions of nsfw, noncon, brief mention of you and suga having kids (tanaka and noya are joking about it), 18 y/o manager, fem! reader
takeda always talks about you. the team always talks about you. you can’t blame him for being so curious.
during practice, there’s not much to do since kiyoko takes charge of most things, so it’s no surprise how you spend most of your time talking to takeda-sensei or keishin. so much information spewed about yourself because you’re just that friendly. god, he feels like a teenager all over again. his eyes following the curves of your body when you bend over to clean up after practice. he commits everything to memory, jacking off to you when he gets home.
he’s tried to flirt with you and work his so-called ‘magic’ when you visit the store alone, only to be shot down time after time. it’s so... infuriating? a slap in the face as he watches the team poke fun at you and sugawara. he didn’t even know they stocked baby products in the store, but as tanaka and noya make comments about how you two would be needing bottles and such in the future, he can’t help but want to ruin that.
and maybe it starts out as anger and jealousy. how do you know you’re going to be together for that long? what makes sugawara so much better than him? it makes keishin think back to his high school days and if he had stuck with that one person, would he be where he’s at right now? not that he doesn’t want to be here… he just can’t help but think.
keishin doesn’t need to stalk you when you’ve already told him so much. this is when it turns into a genuine want. the negative emotions are still there, just shoved deep, deep down. you’re just so nice and caring. he’s seen your actions plenty of times— heard about them too. he’s watched you calm down the first years before nerve-wracking games and seen you talk yachi through all the managerial duties. you’re just so… you.
of course, he feels like shit when he surprises you late after work. your hands clench around the bouquet you’re holding when keishin seemingly comes out of nowhere. you give him the benefit of the doubt, calling out his name before speaking. “i’m sorry but i just closed up… you can come back tomorrow morning though!” there’s a pause. your lips curling into a dazzling smile he’s only ever seen you shoot at sugawara. “were you looking to get flowers for your mom?”
you don’t say much when he steps closer, eyes widening but once again spewing apologies like it’s your fault the stores closed, like it’s your fault he’s feeling this way. it’s easy to blame you. you just wanted his attention so bad that’s why you tried to talk to him all those times, huh?
he feels bad. of course, he feels bad when he wrestles you to the floor, stems crushing under his shoes. of course, he feels like shit when he shoves his cock into your cunt watching your face as you cry and plead with him to just ‘take it out please!’ the resentment shines through as he mutters pure filth into your ear, “does sugawara fuck you like this?”
he’s met with sobs and muddled moans, your pussy just clenching around him, gushing at the lewd question and the way he repeatedly brushes against where you want him to hit most. he bites your shoulder as he cums. his virile seed filling you as you clench so hard around his cock he has to stop all movement and if he didn’t know any better... he’d think you actually wanted this.
omgomgomg small thirst: oikawa-nii forcing his little sister to shotgun with him bc he lovess the way she gets so woozy and vulnerable for him
oh... tooru would just eat that shit up!
t/w | nsfw, dubcon, incest, drug use, breath play (? it’s super brief), fem! reader
tooru just loves the spaced out look in your eyes as you lay down, just loves the way you try to fight back.
“tooru-nii! no more! it’s nasty!” you whine, halfheartedly pushing at his shoulders but he knows you’re already too far gone. “you said we were done already...”
you seal your lips tight when you notice him leaning in and your eyes widen when you feel him pinch your nose. he places his lips on top of yours, staring straight into your eyes and when you finally gasp for air he doesn’t hesitate to blow the smoke right into your mouth.
“just relax,” he murmurs, letting go of you.
“tooru-nii, please, i don’t—”
he grinds into you, smirking as you gasp. tooru talks you through it all. he moves your panties to the side and tries but fails to stifle his chuckle when you whine at his cock prodding at your entrance. he tells you each and everything he’s doing to you.
“nii-san loves how you feel around him,” he whispers into your ear as your cunt just sucks him in, stupidly drooling around his prick.
“tooru...” it’s mumbled, mind too clouded with the feeling of his cock inside you. too clouded as his thumb comes to rub at your clit and he sucks at your neck, leaving marks for days. marking you as his and his alone.
tooru-nii loves me. tooru-nii wants to ruin me.
“stop.” your hands are on his shoulders. “stop, i don’t—”
‘just relax’ falls from his lips.
it’s burned into your skin. it’s burned into your mind.
‘just relax’ as tooru splits you apart on his cock. ‘just relax’ as you gush all over him, dirtying the bedsheets and giving him something to tease you about later. ‘just relax’ because tooru-nii promised he wouldn’t cum inside this time, promised he’d pull out.
but he can’t relax with your nails digging into his back. ‘tooru-nii. tooru-nii. tooru-nii!’ it gets louder and louder, so loud he has to cover your mouth, so loud he hisses in your ear to ‘shut the fuck up.’ your nails drag down his back and your skin feels hot, so hot it reminds him of the time he burned himself with the lit end of the joint.
tooru watches as you both cum at the same time, painting your insides white and there’s a squeal that leaves you as you cream around his cock. it leaves him staring down at where you connect. your essence mingling with his. his hair is stuck to his forehead and when he looks up, he notices the tears spilling down your face.
pls pls pls i would BEG for aran to cockwarm me <3 after fucking ur face he’s so gentle? jus lets u sit there all pretty with ur mouth full <3 might take some pics of u and u love how he likes how good u look enough to want photos <3 he gets hard again in ur mouth and he pulls you onto his lap to fuck ur dripping pussy again before u pass out from overstim <3
whoever you are... i love u. thank you for sending in aran lewd. ♡
t/w | nsfw, consensual filming, fem! reader
“look at the camera, baby.”
the flash just lights everything up perfectly. the tears clumping your lashes together. the fucked out look in your eyes as you sit in between his legs. god, everyone in the group chat begs him to send the pictures and videos he takes, begs him to show off that pretty pussy he always talks about.
he taps at your cheek and you pull off, licking a stripe from the base up. your hand just looks so tiny wrapped around his cock.
“y-you’re so big...” you whisper.
you always marvel at him, always spew compliment after compliment. the chuckle he lets out hits you straight in your core, pussy throbbing and begging to be filled up once more. the kisses you place all over him has aran pulling you into his lap, lining himself up with your entrance before you sink down.
it doesn’t matter that you’re an overstimulated mess, babbling and drooling as you ride his dick because you’ll do anything to be his good little cock slut.
idk if u write mindbreak but pls imagine ryuji having a darling hes fucked yntil theyre so obsessed w his cock,,,, always wants to be stuffed w ryujis cock n cum no matter the hole and then obviously hes gonna let the other phantom theif boys have a turn nd you just accept it bc youve come to love ryujis cock so much <33
okay… this? fuck yes.
t/w | mentions of nsfw, noncon, voyeurism, fem! reader
it took a while.
a while of him being the only person who’d touch you— the only person you were allowed to see. ryuji would never force himself on you, but if push comes to shove… he would. and maybe it’s a slip of the tongue that day, you can’t stand him or… he’ll never be what you want ‘because no matter what you do sakamoto,’ you sneer, ‘you’ll never be as good as a—’ his name doesn’t get the chance to fall from your lips before ryuji’s hand is slapped over your mouth, other hand coming down to pull off your panties as you claw at his skin. the tears that drip onto your face make the whole situation seem ten times worse than before. two people crying for two entirely different reasons and one is more justified than the other.
ryuji holds you as close as possible, holds you as close as you can be while you forcefully cum on his cock. teary eyes snapped shut because you can only focus on the drag of him against your walls. ‘i swear i’m gonna ruin you for everyone else.’ it’s mumbled, spoken into your neck as he thrusts into your shaken form. the way his nimble fingers circle your clit has you muffling your choked out moans into his neck. you’ll never forget the warmth of him spilling into you and the emptiness you feel when he finally pulls out.
you’re in denial about it at first because there’s no way it’s possible. oh, but just imagine the absolute heartache when you’re sleeping with another person for the first time and come to realize that you can’t get off. every moan that flows past your parted lips is faux. every writhe and ‘oh fuck, just like that’ is as fake as it gets. ryuji doesn’t say it but you know it’s on his mind when he enters the room and you’re stagnant on the bed, eyes rimmed red and avoiding eye contact like your life depends on it, crying because he’s right. he’s molded you so well, molded that perfect pussy to only want him at the end of the day. and i mean, you being addicted to his cock wouldn’t be an entire self-esteem booster. i feel like he’d set up rules; certain things you and them can and can’t— mainly can’t —do.
ryuji would absolutely love this. it’s a guarantee that you’ll always come back to him no matter what and that’s what he relishes in the most. it’s not that hard to be insecure or feel inferior to the leader of the phantom thieves, so as he watches akira pound into your tight little cunny, he can’t help but always think back to the fact that you want him the most. that you’ll cry and beg for him to fill you up after akira leaves because it wasn’t enough and ‘no one does it like you do… please, please, fuck me.’
