get to know me better/a little about me tag (luné ver.) 🐺
name : moka !! ꒰ঌ૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིა໒꒱
zodiac : aries sun leo moon virgo rising
height : 153cm ~~ 5ft exactly
orientation : bisexual (¯ . ¯;) i think
ethnicity : mixed
bias line : taki, k, fuma, maki
bias wreckers : yuma, nicholas, harua, jo, ej
how long have you been a luné? : since i-land / &audition
favorite &team song right now + your ultimate all-time fave : right now i really like magic hour and blind love ! my favs of all time are under the skin & firework ~~
what's your favorite &team comeback or era : i really love all of the 4 seasons eras,, jyuugoya, samidare, yukiakari, & aoarashi ~ but i also really loved btl music wise + concept wise (im obsessed w the gaze ver...)
favourite fruit : strawberry !! 🍓
favorite season : spring~ (ﾉ*>∀<)ﾉ♡
favorite fictional characters : kenma & atsumu from haikyuu, nagi from blue lock, alma, nei & tao from gokurakugai, marin from my dress up darling, tamon from tamons b-side, chii from chobits, daeho from cupids chatroom, tahel from dark moon: grey city, hinako & kotoyuki from silent hill f, ada wong from resident evil ~~
OH MY GOD I LOVE THESE STUFFSSSS THANK YOU FOR THE TAG @smidare
name: izzy
zodiac: virgo!!
height: 171cm/ 5'6?
orientation: straight unfortunately
ethnicity: asian
bias line: nicholas, yudai, jojo, harua
bias wreckers: juju, fuma, yuma, taki, maki
how long have you been a lune: since i-land/under the skin
favorite &team song right now + your ultimate all-time fave: right now its bewitched, and all time fave? firework, war cry and buzz love!!!
what's your favorite &team comeback or era: yukiakari? idk i just love that album with my whole heart and deer hunter is my favourite and comeback? WAR CRY DJSJNFNDNFNDNS I LOVE WAR CRY OMG
favourite fruit: strawberry!!!
favourite season: well we dont have it but i would love to experience winter!!!
favourite fictional characters: IM HOWLING RIGHT NOW. okay so nagi and sae from blue lock (and no not cause of yudai), isabelle from the shadowhunters, josh chen from twisted hate, percy and luke from the percy jackson series and jean from aot (there are many more but i forgot😭😭)
favourite scent: surprisingly im into floral scents and i love vanila asw
favourite colours: black and red
if you were an animal, which would you be: A BLACK CAT, i love black cats idk why but i really wanna be a black cat!!!!!??
favourite band/artist: andteam(duh), chase atlantic, azee, weeknd, seventeen, p1harmony, cortis, beabadoobee, wave to earth and there's many moreee
average sleep hours: 3-4 hours
number of blankets you sleep with: hm 1-2?
dream trip: japan!!!
last thing googled: "synonyms of immortal" 😭😭😭 english isnt my first language so
acc created: i think november 2025?
whats your aesthetic: i would like to call myself a streetwear enthusiast? i love to wear dark colours and baggy clothes that literally my lecturers get surprised whenever i wear light clothes. and i love silver accessories, gonna buy vivienne westwood and chrome hearts one day for sureee. and yepp
TYSM FOR THE TAG @nichozzystuffs & @solairemelo !!
name: kay!!
zodiac: cancer
height: 4’11 unfortunately
orientation: bisexual
ethnicity: half mexican half colombian
bias line: euijoo, nicholas, yuma & maki
bias wreckers: fuma, kei, & jo
how long have you been a lune: since i-land/&audition but i took a break and came back for the release of deer hunter (my cunty queeeeen)
favorite &team song right now + your ultimate all-time fave: as of right now its definitely buzz love and all time favorite is deer hunter, under the skin & firework ofccc
what's your favorite &team comeback or era: definitely yukiakari & jyuugoya!!
favourite fruit: strawberries & apples!!
favourite season: autumn!! my love for autumn is extremeeeeeeeee
favourite fictional characters: SNOOPY i own like 7 snoopy blankets, i also loveeeeeee pompompurin smmmmm he gives me smm cuteness aggression!!
favourite scent: i LOVE coconut scents & vanilla!!
favourite colours: i LOVE butter cream or like a neutral crème color!! ALSO LOVEEEEE ME SOME PINK + GREEN COMBO!!
if you were an animal, which would you be: CAPYBARA!! i love capys soooooo much, but definitely a capybara…
average sleep hours: bc im on summer vacation rn & i have a part time job that i work at like 5-6 days a week id say about 6-7 hrs
number of blankets you sleep with: 1 but if the ac makes my room super cold def 2
dream trip: need to book the next flight to japan
last thing googled: dafont.com bc i needed a cute font for my edit!!
acc created: i think late december early January of this year
whats your aesthetic: cute chaotic mix of twee,cute webcore, and soft 2000s internet girl nostalgia, also some shouju style & with my fav color combo pink + green!!
Omg i hope i did it well, I'm kinda nerveus ngl, thanks for the tag🫰
Name: Coni 🐰
Zodiac: Pisces hehehe
Height: 5'6 (omg she's so small only need one popcorn)
Orientation: Bisexusl ofc
Ethnicity: Mexican
Bias line: Nicholas, Taki and Maki
Bias werecker: Fuma, K and Harua
How long have you been lune: Omggg i guess since deer hunter
favorite &team song right now + your ultimate all-time: Jyuugoya and i guess derr hunter HAHAHA
favourite fruit: Strawberries, watermelon, mango and grapes
favourite season: Winter
favourite fictional characters: omgggg, añañou, i guess cinnamonroll, atom eve from invisible, Jasmine of bratz, iron man, doctor strange and starfire.
Favourite Scent: Omgg, fruity, sweet and citric.
favourite colours: Pink, red, black and white.
if you were an animal, which would you be: omg definitely a bunny, i really love bunnies so fucking much, I feel that they represent me in every sense of the word, and the animal, even the people around me, often associate bunnies with me, which is something very cute and kind to know.
favourite band/artist: &team, Ateez, ashnikko, katseye, margarita siempre viva, Melanie Martinez and Magdalena Bay
average sleep hours: Omg... when i have school period i sleep like a 3 hours max, and in vacations i sleep like 9 hours.
number of blankets you sleep with: i only sleep with one, sometimes it don't sleep whit blankets i don't like them at all😭
dream trip: I want to go to italy or french, japan too ofc!
last thing googled: Chrome Hearts LOL
acc created: Omggg, my acc it's pretty new, i guess that i made it at the beginning of this month.
whats your aesthetic: Weird core, soft core, bunny core, cute weird core and i want to try frutiger aero hehehe.
get to know me better/a little about me tag (luné ver.) 🐺
name : elizabeth
zodiac : libra sun gemini moon cap rising
height : 158cm | 5.2
orientation : bisexual
nacionality : brazillian
bias line : taki & yuma
bias wreckers : nicholas & k
how long have you been a luné? : since back to life
favorite &team song right now + your ultimate all-time fave : right now is bewitched but my all time fave is probably scar to scar?
what's your favorite &team comeback or era : maybe im biased but back to life 😭 shes that girl
favourite fruit : watermelon 🍉
favorite season : winter!
favorite fictional characters : hutao and columbina from genshin impact, nana osaki from nana, twilight sparkle from mlp, laura palmer from twin peaks, tomie, fukawa toko and celestia ludenberg from danganronpa, yohane, setsuna and kotori from love live, fleabag, hannibal, ahri and jhin from league of legends, elissabat from mh... the list goes on ◉_◉
favorite scent : any tropical scent tbh
favourite color : red
if you were an animal, which would you be : fox. fox fox fox fox!
favorite band/artist : my chemical romance, loona, shinee, ethel cain, nicole dollanganger, nmixx
average sleep hours : 8-10 hours!
number of blankets you sleep with : 1
dream trip : japan, south korea & germany!
last thing googled : ad nauseam by ethel cain 👀
acc created : may 2026 maybe
what’s ur aesthetic : uhmmm maybe morute? gothic lolita, eroguro, religious elements, haunted dolls, haunted houses, decaying places, macabre stuff, horror movies
tagged : @wenomaid @yuversi @yumanohime — not required ♪～(´ε｀ )
i miss you please write more : (( i love how you use your words and your ideas are so hmffgghhh nghhh I LOVE IT
hii!!! thank you so much for the kind words (๑´•.̫ • `๑)🤍 im not as active here as before but i'm working on some fics! these are my current wips:
hannibal!k x will graham!reader | smut & drama, currently 6k words. | after years spent translating monsters, you meet a psychiatrist who studies you with the same dangerous fascination. and somewhere between crime scenes, therapy sessions, and hunger neither of you can name, the line between hunter and hunted begins to disappear.
best friend!taki x reader | smut & fluff, currently 9k words. | three days after a breakup, all you wanted was somewhere to complain and someone to listen. unfortunately, your best friend had been in love with you the entire time, and he was getting dangerously tired of pretending otherwise.
witch hunter!nicholas x witch!reader | smut & drama, currently 4k words. | the church sends witch hunter nicholas to your village after winter brings disappearances, fear, and whispers of your name spoken too carefully. he arrives expecting something monstrous hiding in the woods. instead, he finds you. and begins unraveling beneath a fascination he can neither justify nor abandon.
(THIS WAS SO HARD bcs i have too many favourites ok)
if any of u guys wanna joinn @clsondnd @hwastcr @catinabin @fxreverzora @gyuyurie @dazedjuhoon @mintyykk @chaengiibf @hyejusprunki @somethingsomethingsparkles @stxrsforrosie @etheralfawnette + anyone else i missedd!
how do i stop feeling like im the worst writer in the world? its so frustrating putting my whole heart into it over and over again and still feeling like ill never actually be good enough
i feel like this with everything i create. it doesnt matter than im doing my best it still isnt enough and it will never be because im just bad? and i need to accept that
how do i stop feeling like im the worst writer in the world? its so frustrating putting my whole heart into it over and over again and still feeling like ill never actually be good enough
can we talk about how he strokes your hair sooo lovingly with his HUGE strong hands while you suck him off-*train goes by*
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚. tags: dad bf!fuma, head pushing, dumbification, manipulation, dubcon (kinda), inexperienced reader.
18+ CONTENT AHEAD, MINORS DNI.
may i add, headpusher fuma? (≧▽≦)
fuma keeps one hand tangled gently in your hair the entire time, thumb stroking your scalp so sweetly that it almost makes you forget how overwhelming he is. every time you slow down for even a second, trying your best to take all his massive length in your small hands and mouth, he lets out a small laugh. not mockingly, just unbearably condescending and cocky, like he already expected you to struggle.
"aw… poor baby," he coos, tilting your chin slightly to look down at you. "too big for you?" his tone is almost simpathetic, making you feel small and helpless.
you nod shyly and try again, slower this time, visibly hesitating, and fuma’s smile finally starts to thin a little. not angry, oh no, because he’d never raise his voice at you, but definitely losing patience with the way you keep stopping every few seconds like you still think you have a choice.
he strokes your locs again and then tightens his grip on your hair, grounding you.
"sweetheart," he says softly. "if dad says it fits, then it fits."
the hand in your hair pushes your head down firmly in one swift motion, his thick cock hitting the back of your throat and making you audibly gag from the stretch, the burn. he keeps you there for a few extra seconds, until the corners of your eyes start to well up with tears. only then does he ease his grip, allowing you to pull away from him with a gasp for air.
fuma sighs through his nose, shaking his head like you’re being difficult over something obvious.
you look up at him with glossy eyes, tears clinging to your lashes even as there's still that unmistakable want written all over your face. overwhelmed, aching, embarrassed. but still looking at him like you need more, which fuma notices immediately.
his expression softens into something almost pityingly affectionate, thumb brushing beneath your eye so gently it makes your chest ache.
"baby…" he sighs softly, brushing your tears away, as if he didn't cause them. "dad knows your limits better than yourself." his fingers slide into your hair again, steady and possessive, keeping your gaze fixed on him while he smiles down at you, like you’re delicate and completely his. "all you need to do is sit pretty and let me take care of you."
our own boundaries can be so weird sometimes. i cringe hard when i read daddy kink but as soon as i see the word 'dad' suddenly its ok and im moving 🕊️❤️
【 18+ 】 tw ──── omega!taki . . omega!f reader, desperation, established relationship, subxsub, unprotected p in v, creampie, needy sex, mentions of knotting, biting/marking, excessive cum, heats, scenting, manhandling, crying during sex, messy sex. 3060 wc ──── pt. 1 | pt. 2 ft. yuma ♡
don't copy/translate my work. i only write on tumblr.
the universe had played a cruel joke on the two people who had already chosen each other without needing instincts to push them together. those two people happened to be you and taki.
you’d been inseparable since you were both thirteen—two awkward kids who met at the the local convenience store, hunting for the new pokemon bread, sharing stolen snacks and secrets in your small bedroom. by fourteen you were holding hands in secret, flushed faces and awkward hugs. by fifteen you were each other’s first kiss, clumsy and sweet behind the school gym. by sixteen you were promising forever in hushed whispers while your parents thought you were “just best friends.” no designations. no scents. no rules. just love that felt as natural as breathing.
and then, at eighteen, the joke landed.
both of you presented as omega.
now at twenty one, the joke still stung.
three years had passed since your scents first bloomed, but the ache of it never fully faded. you sat on the edge of the bed in the apartment you’d shared for the last two years with a mutual friend yuma, watching taki pace barefoot across your room. his oversized hoodie—yours, really—hung off one shoulder, and the sweet vanilla-honey warmth of his scent curled through the air, thick with the early edge of pre-heat. yours answered in kind, soft cherry-blossom and rain threading through his, until the whole room smelled like home and longing.
taki stopped in front of you, running a hand through his messy dark hair. “heats coming,” he said quietly. “how are we gonna do it this time? i think we synced again..”
you reached out and caught his wrist, tugging him gently between your knees. he came willingly, hands settling on your shoulders as he stood over you. up close, his eyes were tired but full of that same fierce devotion you’d fallen for when you were kids.
“we’ll deal with it the same way we always have.” you shrug, “ y’know i still think about the night we presented,” you murmured, sliding your palms up the backs of his thighs. “you cried in my arms for hours because you thought i’d leave once i realized i couldn’t get a proper alpha bite or knot from you. like i’d ever want anyone else.”
taki’s laugh was soft and shaky. he leaned down, pressing his forehead to yours. “i was terrified. still am, sometimes. the world doesn’t know what to do with two omegas who love each other. they look at us like we’re playing house. like we’re waiting for a real alpha to come fix us.”
his voice cracked on the last word. you felt the familiar pull low in your belly—your body reacting to his distress, to his scent, to the years of shared everything. you tugged him closer until he sat down next to you.
without hesitation, you swung a leg over and climbed into his lap, straddling him. taki’s hands automatically found your waist, steadying you as you settled against him. the new position pressed your chests together, your thighs bracketing his hips, and the sudden closeness made both your scents spike hard. you could feel the heat radiating off his body, the rapid beat of his heart against yours.
you rocked slowly in his lap, instinctive and gentle, chasing the friction you both desperately needed. your fingers threaded through his light brown almost blonde hair, tugging lightly until he tilted his head back to look at you. “we don’t need anyone else to fix us,” you said softly, voice already husky with the building heat. “we’ve been fixing each other since we were thirteen. this time won’t be any different.”
taki exhaled shakily, arms wrapping fully around you now, palms sliding up your back under your shirt. “fuck… you feel good,” he whispered, nose brushing along your neck, inhaling deeply at your scent gland. “too good. it’s already making me dizzy.”
a low, needy sound slipped from your throat as you ground down harder, feeling him thicken beneath you through the thin fabric of his sweatpants. his hands trembled against your skin, sliding higher until they cupped the back of your neck, pulling you into a messy, desperate kiss. tongues met, slow and wet, tasting the sweetness of shared pre-heat. when you broke apart for air, taki’s pupils were blown wide, his pretty light-brown hair tousled from your fingers.
“i hate that it still scares me sometimes,” he admitted against your lips, voice barely above a whisper. “but then you do this—” he rolled his hips up to meet yours, dragging a gasp from both of you. “—and i remember i’d rather go through every heat with you than ever touch anyone else.”
you pressed your forehead to his, breathing each other in. the room was getting warmer, heavier, your combined scents turning syrupy and intoxicating. slick was already starting to dampen your underwear, and you could feel the same wetness beginning on him where your bodies pressed together.
“then stop thinking about the world,” you murmured, nipping gently at his bottom lip. “think about me. about us locking that door tomorrow. about building the biggest nest we’ve ever made—your hoodies, my blankets, every pillow on the floor. about me riding you until we can’t tell whose heat is whose.”
taki whimpered, the sound breaking into a soft purr that vibrated through his chest into yours. his hands dropped to your ass, squeezing as he helped you grind slower, deeper against him.
“promise you won’t hold back this time?” he asked, eyes glassy and trusting. “i want all of you. no matter what… i want to feel you come while i’m still inside you. even if we can’t knot each other, i still want to be so full of you i can’t think.”
you kissed him again, deeper this time, pouring every ounce of love and hunger into it.
“i promise,” you breathed. “we do this together. always.”
24 hours, thats exactly how long it took for your preheat to turn into full heat.
the apartment was a cocoon of warmth and scent by the time it crashed over you both. yuma had left the night before with a knowing look and a mumbled “text me if you need anything… or nothing. i can’t be here when you both are like… that.”
the front door was locked. curtains drawn. the living room and bedroom had been turned into one massive nest—every blanket, hoodie, pillow, and even the couch cushions dragged in and arranged in a soft fortress that smelled overwhelmingly like the two of you.
you were curled up amongst various items of taki’s, body pouring sweat and letting out pathetic whines that filled the room.
one of his hoodies was clutched tightly to your chest, another balled under your head, and his favorite pillow was trapped between your slick thighs as you rocked against it desperately. the heat had you in its grip—burning from the inside out, core aching and dripping, every nerve screaming for relief.
taki crawled over to you through the piles of fabric, equally wrecked. his light brown hair was messy and damp with sweat, cheeks flushed dark, eyes glassy with the same overwhelming need. his cock was hard and flushed, leaking steadily against his sweatpants as he moved.
“baby…” his voice was hoarse, wrecked. he gently pulled the pillow away from between your thighs and replaced it with his own body, sliding between your legs and pulling you into his arms. skin against fever-hot skin. “i’m here. i’ve got you.”
you immediately clung to him like he was the only thing keeping you from falling apart, legs wrapping tight around his waist. a broken whine tore from your throat as you ground up against the hard line of his cock through his sweatpants, soaking the fabric instantly.
taki groaned, burying his face in your neck and sucking hard on your scent gland. “shh, i know… i know it hurts. let me take care of you.” his hands trembled as he shoved his sweatpants down just enough to free himself, then pressed his bare cock against your slick folds.
he didn’t push inside right away. instead he rocked against you, sliding through your wetness, the head of his cock catching perfectly on your swollen clit with every thrust. the wet, filthy sounds mixed with your shared whimpers and purrs.
you came fast and hard the first time from that small bit of stimulation alone, shaking violently in his arms, slick gushing over his cock and stomach. taki kept moving through it, kissing you through the orgasm until you were gasping into his mouth.
m’ sorry… need more,” you begged, voice cracking. “need you inside—”
taki growled—low, frustrated, almost bratty—as he finally pushed in, burying himself to the hilt in one desperate thrust. the stretch was perfect, but it wasn’t enough. it never was.
“fuck—yes, take it,” he hissed, hips snapping forward hard. “so wet… so fucking greedy for me.”
you sobbed into his shoulder, normally shy and sweet little sounds turning loud and filthy in the heat. “taki—please—knot me, nghh—need it so bad, m’so empty—!”
his pace faltered for a second, a broken whine escaping him as he tried to force it, hips grinding deep like he could magically make a knot swell. “i’m trying baby—i promise nghh—fuck—why can’t i—ugh, i need to fill you properly!” he sounded wrecked, almost angry at his own body. his teeth sank into the junction of your neck and shoulder, biting down hard enough to bruise, marking you as his even if biology refused to let him claim you the way you both craved.
you cried out at the bite, legs locking tighter around him, heels digging into his back. “harder—please, taki, please—”
he growled again, possessive and frustrated, before starting to pound into you with punishing thrusts. every snap of his hips made the floor creak. he bit your other shoulder, then lower, teeth scraping across your collarbone, sucking dark marks into the soft skin of your breasts. his hands gripped your thighs hard enough to leave fingerprints as he folded you nearly in half, driving deeper.
but no knot came.
the frustration hit you both like a wave.
mid-thrust, taki’s rhythm stuttered. his forehead dropped to yours, sweat and tears mixing as his eyes filled. “m’sorry… m’so fucking sorry i can’t give you what you need,” he whimpered, voice cracking, hips still moving in shallow, desperate little jerks. “i want to knot you so bad—want to stuff you full and lock us together—but i can’t—fuck—”
you were crying too, loud and ugly, clinging to him as another orgasm ripped through you anyway. your walls fluttered and clenched around him, pulling him impossibly deeper. “it’s okay—ahh—it’s okay, just don’t stop—love you, love you so much—my good boy—”
taki sobbed against your mouth, kissing you messily through the tears while he kept fucking you through your orgasm. “love you more—always you—my sweet girl, my everything—” his teeth found the inside of your thigh next, biting hard as he chased his own release. his came soon after—spilling deep inside you with a broken, whiny moan. hips jerking through every pulse. but even as he filled you, it wasn’t enough. the heat laughed at you both—your bodies still burned, still ached, still begged for a knot that would never come.
he didn’t pull out.
instead, he flipped you onto your back in one shaky movement, staying buried to the hilt as he folded your legs higher against your chest. the new angle made you sob louder, oversensitive walls clenching around him.
“again,” taki growled, voice hoarse and bratty with frustration. “need to fuck you deeper—need to try—” he snapped his hips forward hard, chasing that impossible swell. “why the fuck won’t it work? i can feel how empty you are… how bad you need it.”
you were loud now, completely gone, tears streaming down your temples and mixing with sweat. “taki—knot me, pleasepleaseplease— i need your knot, m’so empty, it hurts—” your nails raked down his back as you cried out, legs locked tight around his waist like you could trap him there forever.
he bit you again—harder this time—teeth sinking into the swollen, sensitive scent gland at the base of your neck while he was still buried deep inside you.
the sharp sting of the bite mixed with the brutal pleasure of his cock dragging against your walls, and you screamed. not from pain—from the overwhelming rush of the bond flaring between you. even without a knot, even without an alpha’s claim, taki’s bite as an omega sank straight into your soul. it burned hot and sweet, flooding your veins with warmth that made your pussy clench violently around him.
taki growled against your neck, teeth locked on your scent gland as he kept thrusting — deep, punishing, desperate. his purr-vibration traveled straight through the bite, making your vision white out.
“nghh—what did you do—” you gasped, voice breaking into a shattered moan as the bond flared violently between you.
taki’s teeth stayed locked on your scent gland for a long second before he suddenly pulled back with a startled, broken sound. his eyes were wide, hazy with heat but flickering with confusion.
“wait— fuck, i… i didn’t mean to—i just—” he blinked hard, still buried deep inside you, hips twitching with the need to keep moving. his voice cracked, half-whine, half-disbelief. “i bit your gland… omegas aren’t supposed to do that, right? only alphas claim like this… what the hell did i just do to you?”
even as he spoke, the fresh bite throbbed hot on your neck, sending warm pulses of the new bond straight through your body. your pussy clenched hard around his cock in response, and taki moaned loudly, hips jerking forward on instinct.
“i felt that,” he whispered, awed and a little scared. “felt you… all of you. the bond—it’s tighter now. did i hurt you?”
you shook your head frantically, tears still streaming as you pulled him back down, legs locked tight around his waist. “no—no, feels s’good, taki—don’t stop. please don’t stop.”
taki let out a soft, pitiful whine, hips moving in shallow, desperate little rolls. “i’m sorry… i’m so sorry, baby…” his voice soft, cracking with every word. “i want to give it to you. i want to swell and lock inside you and keep you full for hours… but i can’t— my body won’t let me—”
tears poured down both your faces as he kept fucking you—not hard and punishing like before, but needy and frantic, like he was begging your body to accept what he couldn’t give. his hands clutched at your thighs, not gripping hard, but holding on like you were the only thing keeping him from falling apart.
you clung to him just as desperately, nails digging into his back as you cried. “please… please try— i need you to knot me, taki… i need it so much… i feel so empty without you locked inside…”
he sobbed against your neck, teeth sinking deeper into your scent gland again, anything to feel closer, anything to try and fill the aching emptiness you both shared.
his cock twitched and throbbed inside you, but no knot formed. the frustration made him whimper pathetically.
but he kept rolling his hips in frantic, desperate thrusts—deep, needy, almost pleading. tears slipped steadily down his flushed cheeks and onto your skin as he clung to you, trembling. his hands clutched weakly at your thighs, not gripping, just holding on like letting go of you would shatter him completely.
you cried with him, soft and overwhelmed, legs locked tight around his waist. the strengthened bond pulsed between you, letting you feel every ounce of his shame and aching love echo inside your own chest. it made the emptiness sharper, the heat crueler.
taki buried his face deeper into the crook of your neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses there instead, whimpering with every shallow roll of his hips. his cock stayed buried deep, leaking steadily inside you, but it wasn’t enough for either of you. you could feel his frustration through the bond—raw and heavy—mirroring your own desperate ache.
another slow, devastating wave rolled through you both at the same time. your walls fluttered weakly around him as you came with a soft, teary cry, soaking his cock and the nest even more. taki followed right after with a broken, pitiful whine, spilling another warm load deep inside you. his hips twitched helplessly, trying to push it deeper, trying to fill the space that only a knot could truly satisfy.
still nothing.
he stayed buried inside you, grinding in tiny, frantic circles, soft sobs muffled against your skin. you held him closer, fingers trembling as they carded through his damp hair, both of you shaking and crying quietly in the middle of the ruined nest. the bond wrapped tighter around your hearts, warm and overwhelming, turning every shared breath and every helpless thrust into something tender and devastating.
the next three days passed in a hazy, endless blur of heat.
you and taki barely left the nest. hours melted together—soft, teary, desperate lovemaking filled with shallow thrusts, trembling limbs, and whispered apologies. every orgasm only took the edge off for a few minutes before the ache returned stronger. the strengthened bond between you made everything more intense: you felt his frustration as your own, and he felt your emptiness like a hole in his chest. you cried together often, clinging so tightly it was hard to tell whose tears were whose.
taki stayed inside you as much as possible, rolling his hips in those slow, needy movements, whimpering soft apologies against your skin whenever another wave hit and his body still refused to knot. you held him through it all, legs wrapped around him, whispering that he was enough, that you loved him, that you’d rather suffer together than be apart.
by the end of day three, both of you were exhausted—voices hoarse, bodies covered in sweat and slick, your releases and dried tears, the massive nest completely ruined. but the heat was still raging, nowhere near finished. heats like yours usually lasted a full seven days… sometimes longer when you both synced.
and then the front door clicked open.
“mm…yuma’s back,” taki mumbled sleepily against your chest, too out of it to fully panic.
you didn’t even realize you were crying until fuma brushed his thumb beneath your eye and held it there.
"oh," he murmured softly, amused with you. "there they are."
your face burned instantly. everything already felt overwhelming. the steady rhythm of his movements, the warmth of his body pressed against yours, the way he kept talking to you so gently, made you feel like every little reaction belonged to him. it was too much in the best possible way, enough to leave your thoughts hopelessly scattered.
you tried to hide your face against his shoulder with a shaky little sound, embarrassed by the tears, but fuma only smiled.
"hey" he soothed quietly, slowing just enough to make you whine. "don't get shy on me now." his hand slid up into your hair, fingers combing slowly through it while he continued moving against you at that same deep, unhurried pace. patient. controlled. like he knew exactly what he was doing to you. which, unfortunately, he did.
"look at this," he whispered, tilting your face back toward him. "all teary-eyed already." his lips curled slightly. "poor thing. gets overwhelmed so easily."
you tried to say something back, but it came out broken and breathless, you felt too good to think straight. fuma's expression softened.
"aw," he cooed quietly. "head's all fuzzy now, huh? can't even think properly anymore."
the shame of how accurate that was only made your eyes sting worse, which he noticed immediately.
"shh, shh. don't do that." he leaned down, kissing the corner of your wet cheek before pressing two fingers gently against your lips. "open up for me." you obeyed without hesitation.
a pleased hum left him the second his fingers rested on your tongue. his eyes practically glowed with affection at how naturally you accepted them, lashes fluttering while your breathing slowly steadied around his fingers, sucking them gently.
"there she is," he praised softly. his other hand rubbed slow circles into your hip while he kept moving, never rushing you, never breaking that lazy rhythm that kept your body melting beneath him. "that's much better for you, isn't it?" he whispered. "gives you something simple to focus on." his thumb stroked your cheek gently. "otherwise that little brain of yours starts getting all scrambled."
your face grew hotter around his fingers as you hummed contently, and fuma only smiled at the reaction.
"it's okay," he reassured sweetly. "there you go. dad knows what you need, doesn't he?"
that one tweet that said "the sluttiest thing a man can do is have an ethical dilemma over his lust for you" is literally always in my mind when i write
“the dynamic during sex feels less about the act itself and more about the way he guides everything” and “‘that's it, sweetheart. let dad take care of it.’” from ur fuma post like YEAHHHHHH ok im drooling rn. ur brain is so massive and beautiful
OHHH thank you anon!!! ♪～(´ε｀ )🤍 you see the vision! the control and tension aspect is so important to me... i really just NEED him to take care of me and tell me what to do
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