i selfship with keigo takami !! (selective-sharing, admin blocks for comfort) we've been dating for over two years, i love him more than anything in the world <3
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𓏵 pairing :: keigo takami (鷹見 啓悟) x afab gn!reader ☆ genre :: romance , fluff ☆ warnings :: periods, swearing (hella) , pet names (doll) ☆ word count :: 597 ☆ recommended age rating :: 13 + ☆ listenin' to :: sweater weather — the neighbourhood ♡
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one thing keigo specializes in (besides everything) is knowing exactly what's going on with you, when, why, and how, so when he lands on your living room's balcony after a long day of heroing and you're nowhere to be found? he's on the case immediately.
“doll, i'm home.” he announces while taking off his boots and adjusting his glasses. he steps in fully and scans the living room, you'd normally be there watching television. keigo furrows his eyebrows and calls your name again. “doll?” he opens your shared bedroom door and flips the light switch.
you're there, hiding under the covers, in the dark. he lets out a small sigh of relief and leans against the door. “you scared me, you always welcome me home.” he then gets curious when you don't reply. he looks around the room; water, snacks, pills? oh.
ohhh. “ah, that's whats up.” he clicks his tongue and stares at the pile of blankets, then shifts his weight to the other foot.
“do you want me to leave or—”
“no!” he presses his lips together awkwardly and shoves his gloved hands into his pockets. “okay. do you — uh, y'need anything?” his question meets deafening silence. he wonders if maybe he should just let you get some rest.
“i can like, cook. if you're hungry.” he asks quietly, and then he finally sees your head peek out of the mountain of blankets, your big eyes sparkling. “you're gonna cook?” keigo smiles at how eager you are and gives you a few nods. “i can, 'm all done with work today.”
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keigo admires you from your left as you finish your food, flashing you a genuine little smile. “all done?” when you nod, he takes your paper plate and throws it out. he stands by your side for a moment or two just thinking, then snaps his fingers. “mm! 'member that movie i was tellin' you about?”
you nod your head and look up at him. he leans on your chair, meeting your gaze and starting to tell you about the movie. “thought it'd be perfect for tonight, but i heard it's also hella sad, 'nd you know, hormones,” he whispers. “stop teasing me, kei.” you warn. he earns himself a nice smack, and he jumps back and laughs. “ow — okay, alright alright, no more jokes.”
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keigo has you practically on his lap, a big, red wing's wrapped around you and a blanket too for some reason, as if one heavy, fluffy wing wasn't enough. he has that dumb movie on, prepared a snack tray, got your water, everything you might need.
both of his arms and one wing are keeping you glued to him, and he will not let you get up. “but kei, i have to use the bathroom —” you try pushing him off, but there's no chance and you know it. “five more minutes, hmm? you can get up in five.”
he's so warm, and the sound of his heart and his breathing has you calm and weak. his fingers are tangled in your pretty hair, playing with the strands and massaging your scalp occasionally. it's moments like this that you wait for; when he's gone all day and makes it up to you in the best way.
the television is background noise to you, you're not focused on it whatsoever. keigo feels safe, like home, and you couldn't get enough of it. he notices your eyes drooping and chuckles, but doesn't make any teasing comments this time. he pecks your forehead, and lets you fall asleep.
CREDITS — DIVIDERS - @/dollywons @/feimingo @/chrisssiren HEADER - pinterest, merged by me
you automatically reach for each other’s hands whenever you're walking together, even if one of you is in the middle of a conversation or distracted by something else. it's become such a habit that neither of you really think about it anymore.
cooking together, but you end up messing around or talking or kissing in the kitchen for two hours instead.
no matter how much time you spend together, you still greet each other with the same excitement and love everyday. they never get tired of hearing you talk.
you don’t even have to be doing something together, you can just be comfortable in each other’s presence while the other does their own thing. maybe one of you is the kind of person to disrupt the silence and start to poke at or annoy the other for fun.
your toothbrushes are next to each other. you have matching mugs. you build the life you want for yourself with them by your side. ♡
hey!! was wondering if you could write for an f/o taking care of yume w/ depression, thanks sm and ur yumeship is canon btw
Of course I can, as a depression sufferer myself I'd be happy to
→ When your f/o comes home they instantly know something is off, that today is a bad day for you, because you aren't anywhere in the house, and there is basically no sign of you at all, which means you are in your room
→ And they were right, here you are, in your room, in the dark, doing absolutely nothing but staring at the wall. And like usual it scares them to see you in this state, but they are also relieved because they found you and they are here now and they can take care of you
→ Softly they try to coax you up, but that won't work. So they ask if they can stay in your room, to which you tell them that of course they can. They sit beside you, not crowding you but letting you know they are here. Maybe they rub your back, or pat you on the shoulder, or clear the hair out of your face.
→ They ask you if you have eaten and if they haven't the prepare some snacks, because snacks are easier than full meals and they definitely know you haven't drunk any water so they bring a bottle of that too.
→ They manage to get you to sit up and they give you the food, leaving it for you decide to eat it but not letting you go until they've at least seen you try something and take a sip of water. It's not much but every little bit counts.
→ After you've had some food and something to drink they ask if you want to come out, your room is comforting but it's also a reminder of why you've locked yourself away in the first place and a communal area might be a better choice but you say no. You just can't muster the effort to get up, because somedays it really is that hard.
→ So they stay with you, and they ask if you'd want a hug, and you can't say yes, so instead you just press your whole body up against theirs and suddenly all the numbness you'd had displayed on your face turns into tears as today has just been too much. It doesn't matter what happened your f/o is here now and they will care for you
→ They ask if you want to talk about it and it's perfectly ok if you don't, they will just sit there and hold you. If you do talk about it, they will try and tell you that you did nothing wrong, or that your fears are valid but you don't need to let them consume you, or that the person who wrong you creeping back in either in your mind or through your phone can't hurt you, and they don't deserve you, they never did. Whatever it is they will listen, and they will be your biggest ally through it all
→ Maybe on somedays when it's better they make sure to check in, just asking if you have anything you want to talk about, if you're ok, or if there's anything bothering you if your attitude is a little bit more moody or solemn
→ Your f/o would also never get upset at you for being upset, because they know that what you go through is difficult even if to an outsider it doesn't look that hard. They know and they respect your struggles
→ Your f/o also would never get mad at you for having a bad day, and they understand that anger can be misdirected and is often actually linked to sadness and fear rather than anger. Your behavior isn't always ok, but they will always forgive you and you two can work through it together
Your yumeship is canon as well anon! I hope I did this justice for you!
imagine for selfshippers that get dizzy spells like i do;
imagine getting a dizzy spell in front of your f/o for the first time, and they panic a little. before they even know it, their hands are darting out to grab onto you and pull you close to them, worried you might collapse. they make sure to support you as you relinquish all your weight onto them, holding you tight, and they don't stop until your dizziness clears up.
Shout out to self-shippers who feel like they're a failure.
Even if you see yourself that way, your F/O never would. They see how hard you're trying and they are so proud of you and your efforts, regardless of the outcome.
They don't care about how many awards you win, they don't care how much money you make, and they don't care if you struggle to do what is "simple" or "easy" for others.
They love you unconditionally, wholly, and indefinitely. You are their second half, and they are so, so proud of you for continuing to get up every morning and face the world, even if it's cruel and unfair in its expectations of you.
I'm not sure if this is a "hot take," but ;
If your f/o is what it takes for you to get through hard things, complete tasks, whatever it may be, don't let anyone make you feel bad for it. If your f/o motivates you to become better, encourages you to rest or seek support when you need it, helps you accept and love yourself, then that's beautiful. I couldn't be happier that you've found something, or someone, in this case, who helps you help yourself.
i have also posted a fem!AFAB!Reader targeted towards cis girls
wc : ~5.0k !!!
You and Hawks had been dating for a little while at this point - only a few weeks, but it had been the best few weeks of your life. Keigo was a gentleman, a very attentive lover, a very insightful and detail-oriented partner. Of course, it was still early enough to be in the ‘Honeymoon Stage’, but it was very much a nice peacefulness to your otherwise very chaotic life.
It started one day while you were visiting Keigo at his penthouse. Keigo had invited you over when he had a bit of break time between his patrols. He was currently in the bathroom and left his phone sitting on the couch next to you. You wanted to look something up and had grabbed Keigo's phone to search said thing up. When you clicked on his browser, something caught your eye. It was a private folder. While you normally weren’t a nosey person, seeing such a folder piqued your interest. What was in it? Was he hiding something? Why would he need to use private tabs if he wasn’t hiding something? Glancing up towards the direction of the bathroom, you decide, for just this once, that you can be a little bit inquisitive.
When you clicked on the tab, what you saw caught you off-guard. It was a tab page open to a porn website. Of course, Keigo is an adult and can make his own adult decisions, but it was what the porn was about that caught your attention. Keigo was specifically looking up porn videos with your physical traits in mind. Ways you style your hair, ways you dressed up, ways your body looked in certain angles, specific positions for certain body types. It was all tailored for the actor to look like you. It immediately set your face ablaze, breath hitching and sending a small jolt of electricity down your spine. Did Keigo really… really look all this up just to imagine it was you…? It makes you a bit weak in the knees, causes heat to travel towards your center.
"What'cha looking at, sweets?" A cheerful and coy voice rings out right next to your ear, causing you to jolt. Keigo had finished up in the bathroom and was now standing next to the couch. As Keigo's face comes into view, your own playful smirk lights up your face. "What am I looking at? What have you been looking at, Keigo?" you ask, pointing the screen towards Keigo's face, voice a playful accusatory tone. His own expression drops, face immediately flushing and his feathers puff up in embarrassment. If you were honest with yourself, it turned you on that Keigo would be looking up such raunchy things. That megawatt people pleaser smile lit up his features, "Oh it's nothing, dove. Just doing some... research." Despite his face being flushed, Keigo still had that confident air about him. It was as infuriating as it was sexy. You giggle, leaning forward towards Keigo, pushing out your chest intentionally, "Really now?" Keigo's gaze immediately drifts down towards your chest, smile getting even wider. He scoots forward, hands at your waist, "You shouldn't be so surprised, baby boy."
The purr of Keigo's voice makes you thrum with electricity and desire, feeling that familiar pulse between your thighs. Keigo has always been an extremely flirty person, even before you two got together. He's very playful, very coy. Likes to see people squirm. And even after you got together, that flirtiness just increased. Including the way Keigo teased you physically. Brushing his hand against your thigh or ass subtly, brushing a feather along your neck or wrist, purposefully pressing his body against yours'. It drove you absolutely crazy. But you also knew Keigo wouldn't do anything even remotely sexual without your consent. So, the two of you have never gone past anything but making out and a bit of groping. After all, your relationship was still so new.
Keigo's hands idly move up and down your waist, tracing the curves and angles of your form slowly. His eyes are lidded, that handsome smirk still on his face. He looked so fucking pretty it was unfair. Your own arms move to wrap around Keigo's neck, leaning in so your breath brushes along his, noses touching, "If I weren't any the wiser, I'd think you're just a pervert, Kei'," you mumble, that teasing lilt in your tone. Keigo can't help but chuckle at your words, leaning down to brush his lips along your's, "Maybe I am..." he purrs, hands moving down to grip your ass. That causes a light airy giggle to escape you, pressing forward into Keigo's lean body. Keigo was always teasing you, always playing around and messing with you. It always made a heat sink down your spine, the way he so effortlessly does it. Finally, Keigo leans in, brushing his lips along your's sensually. The kiss is slow, teasing, playful. His teeth gently nip at your lower lip, causing you to gasp. Keigo takes the opportunity to plunge his tongue into your mouth, tongue tangling with your own. The kiss makes a shiver go up your spine, breath hitching. You can physically feel the heat pouring down between your boxers, dampening the fabric.
After a few more moments, Keigo pulls back, his face still flushed and that smirk on his lips, "Wanna help me recreate those...?" Keigo trails off slowly, giving you the opportunity to have the reins. It's a nice feeling knowing that Keigo wouldn't go forward with this if you weren't comfortable with it, it eases some of your anxiety. Biting your lower lip bashfully, you nod your head, glancing back down towards his phone. It's still open to the porn website, the sight giving you an idea. "Why don't we watch one together?" you insist, giggling when Keigo's face lights up. "Such a naughty boy," Keigo growls, grabbing his phone before picking you up easily. Which makes you squeak, the way Keigo just so effortlessly lifts you. You sometimes forget that he's a Pro Hero and has the strength of one.
He immediately begins making his way towards his bedroom, hands sliding all along your warm form. As you arrive at the bed, Keigo unceremoniously plops you down in the middle of the mattress, quickly crawling in the bed next to you. Keigo pulls out his phone again, that sly smirk still on his flushed face. "I wanna show you my favorite one," he whispers into your ear, thumb tapping to quickly scroll through the various videos. What Keigo chooses is a somewhat tame video, just two masculine presenting people on a bed, one man kneeling in front of the other, between their spread thighs. Quiet moans and slurps from the video begin to fill the bedroom, reverberating against the walls. It's lewd, it's dirty, it's arousing watching such a video with your boyfriend for the first time. You can't help but squirm as you watch the submissive person gets their sex eaten out by their lover. It's hot.
Keigo chuckles as he watches your reaction, very much enjoying the way you squirm. His lips press against the shell of your ear, "Imagine that. My mouth on that handsome little boypussy of yours'," he whispers with a low groan, his own arousal beginning to stir in his pants. He presses his growing erection against your leg, softly panting and groaning into your ear. It's so fucking sexy hearing his noises of pleasure in that deep voice of his. It makes your pussy throb and causes you to clench your thighs together to get some sort of relief. You can't help but imagine Keigo's mouth on your cunt, his lips and tongue on the folds of your boypussy, the light stubble on his chin scratching your thighs.
Fuck. You need him so bad right now. "Keigo," You whine his name, hands itching to grab at his skin. It just makes the grin on his face wider, scooting closer towards you and tilting the phone towards your line of sight, "Yeah? What do you need, baby boy? Use your words," Keigo coaxes. That just makes you squirm even more, a small whine bubbling past your lips as you writhe on the bedsheets.
Your arms wrap around Keigo's neck, pulling him close. You bury your face in his neck, trying to hide your bashful expression, "N-Need you," you whine. Keigo gently cups your face, tilting your head up to look at him, "What's that, sweets? I didn't catch that," he teases. That just causes you to whine louder, your flushed face heating up even more. Keigo wanting you to directly say it makes you bashful, makes that sweet side of yours come out, "Come on...!" You cry out and Keigo just chuckles again, his thumb tracing your bottom lip, "I don't know what you want me to do if you don't tell me, dove," he continues, that sly smirk on his face. Your boypussy pulses between your legs, making you whimper. Fine, just do it, you think to yourself, "Want your m-mouth on me, Kei'."
"'Atta boy," Keigo coos, pushing you to lay down on the mattress fully.
He slots himself between your spread thighs, hands moving up and under your shirt, it makes you squirm feeling his large warm hands on the sensitive skin of your stomach. He reaches the curve of your chest, hands moving to gently play with your nipples. His thumb and pointer finger find your nipple and pinch gently, causing you to gasp. The reaction gets a chuckle out of Keigo, him leaning in so his breath brushes against your ear, "So sensitive..." he purrs, voice low and sexy. Your chest have always been your weak point, and Keigo can immediately assume so by your reaction. Keigo reaches for the hem of your shirt, looking up at you for permission.
Giving him a nervous nod of the head, you allow Keigo to pull your shirt, him grinning.You shiver as the cool air of the bedroom hits your sensitive nipples. Keigo's intense hungry gaze makes more heat travel down your body. "You're so fucking handsome," Keigo groans, hands reaching out to explore the expanse of your chest.
He quickly leans in, tongue sticking out as he laps at your nipple, appendage tracing the areola before flicking across the hardening bud. Moans and squeaks bubble from your lips at the stimulation, sending small jolts of pleasure down your spine. "So fucking sexy," Keigo groans under his breath, lips moving to wrap around the bud he's currently playing with. Your back arches up into his mouth with a cry, the hot warmth of his mouth around your nipple feeling amazing. He suckles and laps at the tender bud, switching between your two nipples to give them equal attention.
It's unfair how good he is with his tongue, both in a verbal and physical sense. He spends a few minutes lavishing attention to your chest, only pulling back when you begin to whine and clutch at his hair. He leans back, looking over his work with satisfaction - your nipples puffy and swollen from his suckling, a few love bites and hickies strewn across the tender flesh. Of course, this isn't the first time someone has played with your chest, you're not a virgin, afterall. But it's just a testament to how sensitive your chest is.
The audio from the porn video is still playing on in the background, creating an intimate and lewd scene as the two of you go about touching each other. The noises of the actor spurs you on, in fact, it gets rid of that embarrassment of worrying about whether you sound sexy or not. It gets rid of that anxiety entirely. It helps you fully relax, focus on the moment. Keigo notices, because of course he does, he notices every little thing about you. Sees the way you relax into his touch, sees the way you eagerly respond, sees the way you want more. And that's the sexiest part to Keigo - seeing how much you're enjoying the moment. That's what's getting him off the most right now.
Your own hands begin to make their way towards the hem of Keigo's compression tank top, looking up at him with that innocent curiosity that drives him wild. He very quickly reaches down to pull the fabric off, struggling a bit in his excitement to get it up and over his massive red wings. The sight makes you giggle, seeing Keigo struggle with getting the tight fabric off. It makes a sheepish expression cross Keigo's handsome features, making the moment way less tense. It honestly does just feel like your normal back and forth banter, that easy light energy that makes things a breath of fresh air. You don't feel the need to cover your own body, knowing Keigo is comfortable sharing his own with you.
Your gaze travels down Keigo's chest and torso, mouth watering at the sight. It never fails to leave you surprised that you of all people get to call Keigo your's. Not that you're ugly or anything, just compared to Keigo, you seem like he would be way out of your league. Sure, you're cute, handsome and even sexy sometimes when you wear the right outfit. But it's like comparing a peasant to a God, with you being a mere commoner and Keigo being the Sun itself. Your hands follow your gaze, tracing up and down the fine lines and angles of Keigo's abs, giggling at the way he purposefully flexes them for you. It's obvious he's trying to playfully show off, show you what his body can really do. But it's adorable nonetheless.
His hands begin to trail down your torso, leaving goosebumps in his wake. He reaches the hem of your denim shorts, again, looking up at you for permission. Seeing nothing but excitement and a nod of the head, Keigo works on the button and zipper, gently pulling the blue fabric down your legs. Keigo's pupils dilate into small pins and he looks like a hungry predator — and you know understand why his name is Hawks.
The way he looks at your damp boxers, seeing the way he's literally made you soak through the fabric makes him unbearably hungry. Hungry to taste you, to taste the slick between your thighs, taste the sweetness of your arousal. "Look at that..." Keigo whispers reverently under his breath, the fingers on his dominant hand moving to trace the fabric of your underwear. Feeling his fingers so close to your sex it causes you to wriggle and to let out a delicate whine. The sound is high pitched and airy, just showing off how desperate you are for his touch. "Shh, handsome boy. I gotchu'," He mumbles, grabbing the hem of your underwear and slowly pulling them down your legs.
The damp fabric lands on the marble floor with a small wet plop, your body now fully exposed to Keigo's gaze. He starts at the top of your head, hungry eyes roving over the curves and planes of your nude body. He traces every single angle and curve with his amber eyes, gaze stuck on the wetness between your thighs. His large hands spread your thighs delicately, fingers brushing through the curls that lead toward your boycunt.
Now's when you start to feel a bit self conscious. You didn't expect to be doing anything sexual today, so you haven't shaved in a while. But it seems Keigo pays no mind to the hair naturally growing down there, in fact, it seems he enjoys it. "Don't hide from me, dove," Keigo whispers, thumbs moving to gently part the sticky folds of your cunt. He groans loudly at the sight he sees before him, the way your slick clings to your skin making his mouth water.
Keigo hesitates just for a moment before he kneels down between your spread thighs, eyes glancing up towards your's. He wants to make sure that you're okay with things, so he doesn't move any more forward until he's absolutely certain. His angular nose gently grazes the hairs of your pubes, Keigo's eyes sliding shut as he inhales your scent. It immediately has him groaning out, "Fuck, baby..." You can't help but squirm as Keigo so blatantly and unceremoniously sniffs at your curls, and a whine of his name escaping your lips. He chuckles, face heating up, "Sorry, sorry, baby bird. You just... smell so fucking good." Keigo then wastes no time in burying his face between your thighs, beginning to eat you out with vigor.
You cry out as Keigo dives his mouth between your folds, back arching sinfully as he begins to eat you like a man starved. His tongue slides up and down your slit, circling the expanse of your dripping wet hole and moving up to trace your puffy swollen t-dick. It drives you absolutely nuts. Grasping at his ever messy blond locks, you buck up sweetly into his touch, your hips chasing his mouth. Keigo is nearly as loud as you are, moaning and whining against your folds. He's obviously having the time of his life and it's unfair how good he is with that sinful tongue of his.
The pleasure ebbs and flows, wave after wave of ecstasy hitting your body with each firm lick of Keigo's tongue. Your hole flutters and pulses as he teases the entrance of it, not quite pushing in just yet. Lewd slurps fill the bedroom, a mimicry of the video playing from earlier. "You taste so fucking good," Keigo moans, a finger coming up to press against your entrance. He applies very delicate pressure to your sopping wet heat, finger gently circling the tight ring of muscles. It isn't until he wraps his hot lips around your clit that he finally begins to ease his finger inside. He takes his time, tongue flicking across the swollen bottom growth in his mouth as he gently pushes forward, your gummy walls parting eagerly for his digit. It feels like a lifetime when Keigo finally eases his entire finger inside, the hot walls of your boypussy greedily clenching around the intrusion.
He gently thrusts his finger in and out, easing his way into your cunt to stretch out the tight walls. He takes his time savoring the way your boypussy squeezes and clenches around his finger, the smirk obviously felt against your t-dick. It only takes a couple of minutes until Keigo is easing another finger inside, groaning at the way your tight pussy squeezes him. Along with the lewd slurps and sucks, your moans and cries of pleasure fill the large bedroom, creating a symphony of pure sin. Your hands are dug deep into his blond curls, the feathers of his wings stiff and puffed up from your noises, his wings fluttering with each adorable moan that flows from your handsome mouth.
Your boyfriend is very quickly and very eagerly pushing you towards the edge. You let him know as such, hips twitching and jerking up into his face, "K-Kei'! I-I'm gonna—!" You're cut off by a loud moan, eyes rolling back as the intense pleasure overwhelms your sensitive body. The second that you're about to hit your release, the second you're about to trip over that precipice, Keigo pulls away. It causes you to gasp, eyes flying open and body trembling. "K-Keigo!" You whine your lover's name, bottom lip trembling. You were so close and Keigo just ripped it away from you. He grins up at you triumphantly, even his fingers stalling in their movements. "What?" Keigo plays coy, beginning to press sweet kisses to the soft skin of your inner thigh. It takes all of your effort to not groan in disappointment.
Keigo proceeds to do this two more times. Getting you so so close, just to leave you hanging on the edge. By the time he's fully finished and satisfied, there's tears of overwhelm and desperation in your eyes, your hands clutching painfully at his curls. Keigo has a shit-eating grin when he finally pulls away and licks his lips, using the back of his hand to wipe the slick off the bottom half of his face. You can physically feel yourself leaking, your entrance dripping onto your nether hole. Keigo begins to sweetly trail kisses up your body, unceremoniously making his way towards your upper lips. He gives you a deep passionate kiss, his hands gently cradling your flushed face. You can taste yourself on his lips. It's very sweet. As annoying as it was for him to edge you, you can still feel yourself pulsing between your thighs.
He wipes at the tears in the corner of your eyes, giving a soft affectionate coo, "Aw, don't cry, baby. 'M right here," his soothing voice rings out, although his tone is a bit taunting. You didn't even realize that you were about to cry, so focused on the compounding pleasure. You snuggle in close to Keigo, sniffling softly, "You're mean." That whiny tone gets Keigo laughing and shaking his head, "What? I can't tease you now?" he jokes. You can't help the smile that quirks up your lips, unable to hide your excitement. This is one of the first few times you've truly felt comfortable with someone in bed. You don't have to worry about how you look or act, you can just be. And that's as relieving as it can be.
Keigo gives you a few more kisses to your lips, trailing his kisses down your neck and shoulders. It makes you squirm feeling the soft skin of his lips trail across your heated skin, it's addicting. Sitting up, Keigo leans his forehead down against your's, looking deep into your eyes, "How much further do you want to go, dove?" He asks earnestly, voice low and sweet. You worry your bottom lip between your teeth, taking a moment to consider. While you are unbelievably horny, you aren't one-hundred percent sure you want to go 'all the way' yet.
Screw it, you decide, hand moving down to cup Keigo's bulge. That gets him nearly blanching at the sudden reaction, letting out a nervous little laugh, "B-Be careful there, s-sweetheart." In truth, it's taking a lot of Keigo's control to not just pound you into the mattress right now. He can feel his resolve slipping the longer you two go. You arch your chest up, pressing your naked body against Keigo's still semi-clothed one, "Please, baby," you whisper, face flushed and panting. Keigo's resolve cracks just from those two tiny words. "Alright... alright, baby boy," Keigo mumbles, more towards himself if anything. He reaches down to undo his sweatpants, carefully pulling down the soft grey fabric, "Let me know if it's too much." You eagerly nod your head, eyes glued to the front of Keigo's body.
Fuck, he's big. Just the sheer size of his bulge within the confines of his boxers is enough to make your mouth water, your boypussy to clench. You can tell that the stretch is going to be a difficult one. Keigo chuckles as he sees your reaction, raising an eyebrow, "Pretty big, huh?" His voice is smug and you wanna smack the sheer wide smirk off his douchey face. But God, you know it's going to feel amazing.
Finally reaching for his boxers, Keigo very slowly inches them down his own thighs, making the anticipation build. You want to whine, to reach out and pull those boxers down as quickly as you can, but with the look Keigo gives you, you remain still. By the time Keigo finally frees his own cock, you're squirming. You nearly gasp at seeing the actual size of him, your walls giving a greedy clench. He's just as long as he is thick, the mushroom tip red and weeping with precum. You reach down to wrap your hand around his length, causing him to groan out in satisfaction. You give him a few experimental pumps before Keigo's hand is on top of your’s and guiding it away. "I need you," Keigo's voice sounds wrecked. You look up at him with your big wide eyes, seeing the sheer excitement in them making Keigo's cock throb.
He helps you get comfortable on the bed, putting a pillow underneath your hips to prop them up. Keigo gives one last glance down your form before pressing his dick to your folds. He trails the head up and down your slit slowly, catching on your entrance and bottom growth. You can't help but squirm and writhe, feeling the way Keigo teases you. Your hands reach out to grab onto his arms, loudly whining his name. A crooked smile lights up Keigo's face, "Yeah? You want this big fat cock, handsome?" You very eagerly nod your head, breath hitching as Keigo finally lines his tip up with your sopping wet entrance.
A loud moan bubbles past your lips as Keigo begins to slowly press inside, the stretch feeling heavenly. The sheer wetness of your pussy just makes the glide so much smoother, allowing Keigo to thrust inside with one swift movement. His heavy balls plap against your ass as he bottoms out, letting out a shaky exhale. "Y-You good?" Keigo asks, voice shaky and restrained. And as you look up, you can see just how much Keigo is trying to hold back. There's sweat dripping down his brow, his hands and wings are shaky and he's breathing very heavily. Seeing just how much you affect Keigo makes your boypussy clench and, in turn, makes him groan. "S-Shit, sweetheart. C-Calm down," Keigo hisses, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. You can't help the way your body reacts to his, it's just so instinctual and uncontrollable.
He gives you a few moments to adjust, trying to not move all too much. But it's almost impossible with how tight you're squeezing him. Uncontrollable moans and whimpers bubble past your kiss-swollen lips, echoing in the cool air of the large bedroom. Keigo isn't sure how long he can last like this, your cunt squeezing him so hard. Once Keigo sees that you're relaxed, he gives an experimental thrust, groaning at the way your walls try to suck him back in. God, Keigo isn't going to last long. His forehead rests on your shoulder, warm breath ghosting over your even warmer skin. His hands grip your hips tightly, keeping you pinned beneath him.
Stars are already erupting behind your eyelids and Keigo has barely even started to move yet. Your nails dig into his broad shoulders, voice whiny as you gasp out his name. Hearing his name tumble from your lips fuels Keigo's ego, now beginning to thrust in earnest. Each stroke hits you like a punch to the stomach. Keigo isn't moving particularly fast, honestly he's going at a slow pace. But it's the depth that has your pussy clenching and fluttering around him. He reaches so fucking deep inside you, deeper than you can get with your fingers or any toy that you own. Each plap plap plap of his balls pushes you closer and closer towards the edge. You can hardly keep still, squirming and writhing and wriggling under your boyfriend as he earnestly fucks you.
Right as you're about to cum, right as you're on the precipice and your nails dig painfully into Keigo's skin, he stops. That causes you to let out a needy sob, thighs trembling and shaking. "K-Keigo!" You cry your lover's name, so frustrated that Keigo once again tore your orgasm away from you. Keigo grunts in return, his teeth grazing the delicate skin of your throat, "H-Hold on for me, sweets. I'll make it good, I promise." he pants into your ear. That promise causes you to shiver, knowing that Keigo actually means it this time.
Keigo picks up the pace, really fucking into you now. Sweet little 'ah ah ah's escape your lips with each forceful thrust. As you're reaching your end, Keigo hisses in your ear, "D-Don't cum yet. Only cum when I tell you to, okay?" That has you wanting to groan loudly, but you're far too fucked out to even care at this point.
"...Ten..." your walls clench around Keigo desperately.
"...Nine..." your eyes squeeze shut as you focus solely on the pleasure building inside you.
"...Eight..." you gasp loudly as you feel Keigo's thumb circle your swollen t-dick, swirling around the tip playfully.
"...Seven..." your thighs clench on either side of Keigo's waist, legs locking around him, pulling him in with each thrust.
"...Six... Five... Four...." your breathing grows ragged and out of sync as you chase your high. You're so damn close.
"...Three..." Keigo seems to be drawing out the syllables more and more, making you whine and causing him to grin breathlessly.
"...Two..." you're so cute like this, completely at the mercy of Keigo.
:...One... Cum for me, handsome boy. Cum." Your cries of ecstasy fill the bedroom as Keigo finally allows you to release, your walls spasming and gripping around him rhythmically. It feels like your orgasm lasts forever, walls greedily pulsing and sucking him in. Keigo loudly groans and moans as he feels you clench tightly around him, triggering his own climax. With a deep grunt, Keigo begins to spill inside you, coating your slick walls with his heavy white spunk. He thrusts a few more times, stirring his seed as deep as it can go inside you.
You're absolutely breathless, listless, completely lethargic and completely satisfied. With a grunt, Keigo very slowly pulls out of your boypussy, your arousals mixing with one another and spilling out of you. He presses a weak kiss to your temple with a huff of hot air, his own wings shaky and fidgeting and flexing outwards.
You feel like mush, like jelly like an absolute husk of a human right now...
Maybe you should watch porn with your boyfriend more often.
To all the (non-sharing) self-shippers who have recently run into a "double", in one way or another, here's a few reminders for you!
Your F/O loves you, and would never ever go after somebody else. Their heart is yours, and nothing will ever change that!
You are perfectly valid to be upset, not "childish" or "dramatic".
Your relationship is not less valid or real just because doubles have more likes or popularity.
Take a deep breath, block them and whichever tags you can to avoid it in the future, and imagine your F/O giving you a nice cuddle of reassurance. They think the idea they'd be with anyone but you is absolutely ridiculous! You're the only one for them. 🤍
for yume/selfshippers who feel invisible, undervalued, underappreciated, etc . if you feel like you and your achievements go by without a second thought, this is for you ♡
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your f/o sees your achievements. even if its just something like a good grade on a test you were scared of failing, they see it. they see you. they'll yell with joy and jump around with you and hug you and tell you a thousand words of how proud they are. they buy you a cake for the occassion, with a message celebrating what you did. awards, graduation, promotions, events, etc. they see it all. they know how hard you work and they'll celebrate it just as much as you need them to
they see the work you do. whether its art, music, writing, household chores, your job, etc, they see you !!! you put so much labor into it and they love how hard you work. they'll celebrate when you get something done, treat you to a snack or something yummy. they were there as you put your sweat and blood in, and theyre here at the finish line with you.
if you make art, theyre so incredibly happy to see it. they love watching your process and ask you what youre going to create next. when you finish a piece, they get super excited and start asking you about all the details. they point out the colors you use, the line work you do, the way it all blends together beautifully. they love your artwork and are always supporting your next project
when you talk about something exciting but nobody listens, your f/o picks up the conversation again. they ask you to finish your sentence. they listen intently, and respond with questions that make you even more excited about the topic. no matter how silly or little it may seem, they take every word you say as if its the most important thing in the world. they love hearing you talk and they never want you to dull your voice
whenever you feel alone in a room full of people, your f/o manages to find you. when you're standing against the wall and about to slink out the door, they suddenly take your hand and pull you to them. their eyes light up as they see your face, and they start talking to you as if youre the most interesting person ever. maybe they drag you to their friends, who welcome you and make you feel like you belong. suddenly, youre not alone anymore. somebody wants you there. somebody cares.
when you're feeling upset, your f/o notices. they see the way your eyes fall to the floor, how you're less talkative. they notice when something goes wrong and they care about it. they ask you whats bothering you, offer to listen and give comfort. they make time for your issues because how you feel is important too. even if its just as silly as your favorite pen dying, they still care and still want to make sure you're okay.
your f/o SEES you. every part of you. your joy, your sadness, your work, your achievements, your hobbies, everything. they see it and they care. with them, you'll never feel like glass again. youre no longer invisible. youre no longer on the sidelines. they see you. they love you. they care about you. you are so incredibly important and they make sure to remind you of that.
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hii everyone , made this as a comfort post because i apparently got an art award for graduation and didnt know because the mail invite was never opened. i feel kind of invisible right now so i wanted to channel that into something other people could find comfort in . im gonna be making some pride posts super soon , if you have suggestions feel free to send them to my asks :)
shadow milk doubles, pro/darkship dni. remember that your f/o loves you more than anything and they see you for everything you are ♡ you are loved, you are wanted
by the way , your f/o would never let you feel lonely .
for yumeshippers who often feel alone , left out , ignored , or anything of the sort . ♡
spent nights in your room crying alone with nobody to comfort you ? those nights dont happen anymore <3 your f/o sits besides you on the floor , holding you and letting you cry. they'll whisper sweet words to you and rub your back in small circles. theyll sit and listen and hold your hand as they do so. your sadness isn't invisible anymore , you dont need to hide it or feel lonely. they're there to cheer you up , always.
ever found yourself sitting alone at lunch, at an event, or anything else ? your f/o immediately finds you and starts talking to you excitedly. they sit down next to you and suddenly you dont feel like youre in a bubble. they'll eat lunch with you , or dance with you , or talk with you , or whatever else for as long as they can. they love your presence and its easy to tell they want to be with you in that moment
do you get pushed out of circles of people, ignored in convos, etc ? your f/o notices when it happens. maybe you've gone off to sit against a wall, understanding when you're not wanted. they notice you sitting alone and they'll come find you. maybe they notice how the circle slowly encloses and how you're pushed out , or how you've slowly gone quiet. they make a point to include you, asking you your thoughts and encouraging you to keep saying what you were saying before. no matter what , they're more interested in talking to you than anyone else in the room. you're not a discarded friend to them , you're someone they adore and want to hear more from.
ever been part of a friend group but not IN one , feeling like you dont belong or you're just the floater friend ? well, your f/o never makes you feel like that. with them, you're an integral part of the group. whether its just the two of you, or many people, they notice when you're gone, when you're off, when you're quiet. you're important in their group, you're wanted there. you're not just someone who's fun sometimes to them , you are a core part of the friend group and they will always choose you first.
if you have a group project , your f/o seeks you out in the room first. when your teacher announces that you get to choose your partners, they silently give you a look that says "me and you ?" , and they mean it. when youre able to go choose your partners, they instantly run to your desk. no more hesitantly asking groups if you can join , no more pairing up with the kids who look at you weird , no more feeling like a sore thumb in the project. they're choosing you first for every single thing. you work together like equals, and they value your opinion. it's not awkward anymore with them.
your f/o always seeks you out in a room. they'll always choose you first for everything. you'll always have a best friend, a partner, someone to sit with, someone to talk to, someone who cares. youre not alone anymore and they make sure of that. no more long nights crying yourself to sleep. no more wishing you had real friends. no more feeling left out of groups. no more awkward conversations, or deflated silences, or sentences that trail off. they're here , they're listening, and they care. you are not alone anymore ♡
shadow milk doubles , proship/darkship/adjacent dni ! ! your f/o loves you so much and always has you on their mind ﾟ+. ♡ﾟ(´▽`人)
