Summary: VISUALLY VERY VERY GRAPHIC SCENARIOS for gachiakuta characters.
Relationships: various x reader (arkha, enjin, tamsy, gris, bro, jabber, follo, semiu, tomme, zodyl, bundus and too lily)
Tags: Smut, fem!bodied reader but it’s friendly for anyone with fem!genitalia
TW: Straight up porn! If you don’t like that, please dni 🙏, smut, VERY FREAKY.
A/N: I highkey feel like nasty for posting this but I just HAD to get this out of my head. I’m only posting something like this once and then go back to our regular programming guys 😃 (unless you guys like this, let me know)
Also friendly reminder my requests are open!
Arkha Corvus - Gentle dom
oh, he’s been at his office for days, hasn’t he? he must be so stressed right? You just had to go help him!
Shhh, be patient, he has to go slow. Otherwise it’ll hurt, and you won’t be able to walk later, dove. Let him take the reins, alright?
You’ve been such a brat today, this is what you wanted, right? With all that teasing. He’s sorry, but you gotta learn how to be good♡
He’s always so sweet to you, putting your pleasure above his own. It’s one of the many ways he has of making up to you that he’s not around as much as he’d want to be :(
He likes to eat sweet things. Like you!
Enjin - Dom
Type of shit he’ll do to tease you.
He can’t take his eyes off you. How could he when the view is this good?
After a long, dangerous and tired mission, the only thing he needs is you.
Good morning, baby! ♡
Spread them legs for me.
Tamsy Caines - Meanest dom of them all
“You want to cum? Okay, then cum on me.”
Absolutely not, you won’t be getting anything else, you don’t deserve more.
He’ll disappear for a day off sometimes and then come back with the prettiest lingerie set you’ve ever seen. Just so he can fuck you in it. You wonder where he buys it though…
He loves to make you watch yourself in the mirror while he fingers you. He owns you and he wants you to know that.
This is as vanilla and loving that you’ll get from Tamsy Caines ♡
Gris Rubion - Gentle dom
Nights like these with him are usually like this. He doesn’t fuck, he makes love to you.
He really knows what he’s doing with those hands.♡
He doesn’t have to hold back when he’s with you right? Let him have this, yeah? Just for a little while. He’ll make it up to you later.
How sweet he is, isn’t he?
You’re so relieved when he comes back to you in one piece. And he has to make sure you’re real, you gotta feel he’s really alive.
Bro Santa - Gentle dom
He’s always so careful with you! And he’s sorry, but he has to make sure that you’re well bred! You can handle him, can’t you?
I’m sorry, but no one can’t convince me he isn’t a boobs man, and he’ll take any chance he gets to grab them ♡
Oh those sweet, sweet moments that you manage to get to yourselves… no missions, no kids, just you and him
Talking about those kind of days, just imagine waking him up like this
He’s the biggest of them all btw. Sure you can take it, right?
Jabber Wonger - Switch (heavy sub lean)
He loves it when you overstimulate him— the pain that comes when you don’t stop sucking the life out of him. Hell, he’ll beg for more.
Fuck yes! He loves it when you ruin his orgasms. Edge him. Edge him. EDGE HIM until he can’t anymore.
Push.his.head.in.between.your.thighs. He’d die a happy man.
Finger his ass. Teach him what it feels like to be stretched open (though he already does, this freak does it to himself too)
He enjoys being the one in pain, the one who gets punished and receive the meanest treatments from you. But he’ll take charge from time to time. Spices things up, don’t it?”
Follo Tunito - Switch (slightly service dom lean)
The first few times Follo and you were together were a bit awkward, fumbling and not knowing what to do or say because he had non to little experience. Thank god he’s a quick learner.
“Am I being good? How are you feeling baby?” Please tell him he’s doing a good job, he loves the praise.
Quick! You don’t have much time before you have to go on a mission! Gosh, couldn’t you both wait a bit longer?
He’d die before admitting that he loves it when you take care of him like this. But in the privacy of your room, he manages to ask you to do this for him ♡
To him, you’re a deity. And he wants to worship you in the ways he knows you deserve. He loves to have your body in his arms and just show you his love.
Semiu Grier - Dom
(drooling)
More often than not, this is the sight that greets you whenever you get to your room after mission that last too long. Can you blame her? Reading magazines isn’t enough anymore!
Semiu will never bottom, but she’ll let you slurp on her tits if you beg enough. (Pro tip: call her mommy, she’ll fold)
There’s absolutely nothing she loves more than using toys in bed with you! It’s just so fun ♡
Literally her wet dreams. Let her bounce on your face please, she promises to be careful. Mostly.
She’ll ride you to oblivion by humping her pussy against yours! Say thank you! ♡
Tomme Mima - Switch (sub lean)
She loves being roughened up, doesn’t she? That’s why she’ll willingly be on all fours for you. She’s so good to you, isn’t she? She deserves to have her reward, right?
Lip kisses! (Or well… those other lips kisses)♡
Makeup date where you were supposed to be trying the new eyeshadows, lipstick shades and brushes that you bought from the market… that took a turn when Tomme said she wanted to play with your pussy…
“W-wait!” The shriek coming from Tomme’s room when you entered while she was busy was loud. She’s so embarrassed but… if you want to watch her then… sure you can.
Awww, you’re both so cute and lovey dovey!♡
Zodyl Typhon - Mean dom
That fucking attitude of yours will get you nowhere, you want to cum so fucking bad? Hm, be grateful he’ll even let you do this.
Yeah, that’s right. Stay put like you should.
Shut up and take it. “That’s right, good little slut” Help him de stress. Everything is so loud lately that he just wants to loose himself in you for a while.
There’s no time for games or foreplay. Lay down and let him do his thing.
You did a good job today. Here’s what you asked him for.
Bundus Begalkeit - Dom
He’s a pretty old school man. But don’t get it twisted, it doesn’t mean that when it’s the right time, he won’t fuck you good. Because he will.
Listening to: Who’s you daddy by Toby Keith
“We can’t go raw, honey.” He tried to say to you when there were no condoms to be found. But he wasn’t really complaining when you guided him inside you.
He knows your body like the palm of his hand. His years of experience always come in handy for him— well, especially for you.
He has big ass hands.
Too Lily - Switch (heavy gentle dom lean)
“Who’s mommy’s pretty partner? You are baby! And you’re being so good for me too. Just a bit longer yeah? I want to enjoy you for a little longer”
She just loves you so much… let her hold you closer, yeah? She’ll make you feel good ♡
“You sure you can handle this strap? It’s pretty big” she asks you with just the tiniest bit of concern. Which goes away the second you start bouncing on it.
She loves to fuck you like this while still in her performance outfits. She finds it very hot.
Oh, she loves to eat you out. Won’t you sit on her face and ride it?
I had no idea dogs could have fake pregnancies and produce milk and everything??? My little one was diagnosed with one and she believes her toys are her puppies 😭
Summary: Bro, the kids and you (especially you) have had a very long weekend at the hospital, after the new addition to the family was born.
Words: 1.06K
Tags: Tooth-rotting fluff, heavy talk of pregnancy and giving birth, reader is referred to as ‘mama’ but other than that, no gender mentioned, so anything is possible if you can imagine it.
A/N: I know there’s a lot of single-parent reader x bro fics, but what can I say? It’s my favorite troupe for him. Also, I’m a bit uncomfortable while watching this because I’m on my first work trip and got paired with a stranger, so I’m right next to them as I finish writing this 😭
(ALSO! Friendly reminded that request are open! I just went on summer break and since in working remotely, i have a ton of time to answer them! Please check much rules)
The pain and exhaustion of your body had been a constant for the past 72 hours, and counting.
Despite Eisha’s efforts to make it as painless as possible, there was so much she could do while trying to deliver the baby and manage her vital instrument; type: heal, at the same time.
Four years ago, you’d found yourself in a similar position under very different circumstances. When you delivered your first child, their father had been nowhere to be found, and you’d had to drag yourself to the nearest and cheapest hospital available.
To no one’s surprise, it had been a horrible experience.
Bro had been there, at your side this time though— for every second since your water broke, you’d both been asleep when it happened, you both panicked at first, sleep completely draining out of you, but somehow, that made it less scary than the first time.
“Hold on— STAY CALM!”
He hadn’t been the only one to panic. Practically everyone has been awake since you and bro started screaming out. HQ was up earlier than usual, a few people outside your room at the infirmary: Semiu and Gris were trying to contain a very excited Guita from Jumping on the walls, a tired and very awkward Zanka who had ended up holding a very scared four year old who didn’t know why their mama was screaming like that, and Rudo and Enjin, who were trying to talk Dear into stopping his foot from tapping and causing another big problem.
Bro had held your hand through most of it, the contractions, squeezing so tight that he actually bruised your hand, accidentally of course. But as an apology, he kept you grounded by wiping the sweat off your forehead instead.
“You’re doing an amazing job, love. Tu puedes, siempre puedes con todo” He said as he kissed your knuckles, too tenderly for you to notice in the state you were in. But you felt it, the way his presence next to you was a constant.
and the worried pout he gave Eisha when she nervously begged him to move so she could actually do her job was almost so comical it made you crack a crooked smile.
“B-but… okay. Just— I’ll be here, amor— right at the door, I’m not gone! Okay? Everything’s gonna turn out just fine!”
he’d said, voice trembling, before reluctantly letting go of your hand and stepping outside.
Everyone’s already half asleep when Eisha comes out to announce that the baby is finally here and the kids run inside before Bro or anyone can react.
Before anyone can process it, Guita lets out a scream loud enough to wake half of the ground awake.
“THE BABY’S HERE!?”
The children practically burst into the room. Zanka nearly drops the terrified four-year-old in his arms, Semiu and Gris scramble after Guita, and Dear’s tail starts wagging so hard it smacks Enjin in the leg.
Bro, however, doesn’t move.
He just stares. At the door. At Eisha. Back at the door. He ended up standing there… looking at the door as if had the answer to life. Enjin placing a hand on his shoulder so he could snap out of it.
“Man, go inside. What are you still doing here?” Enjin tells him, the grin in his face telling the older man ‘idiot’ without actually saying anything.
Then, with the most ridiculous, watery smile anyone had ever seen, he laughs. A broken, breathless little laugh.
“R-right. Right— Si, uff…”
He muttered almost to himself as he pulled away from the group and headed inside.
When he stepped inside, there you were. Cradling the newborn in your arms while the other three hovered around the bed, whisper-shouting in excitement and awe.
“Mama! Are you okay? Did it hurt too much?” Your very concerned four year old asked you, and you could only laugh. Of course you wouldn’t tell him that it had hurt like you’d been dragged to hell and back, so you just shook your head ‘no’.
“Guita,” You whispered, voice raspy from all the screaming as she came too close, too soon. “Please be careful, they’re really fragile right now” Earning you a loud ‘Awww’ from her. Dear only stared at the baby with curiosity, and a frown that told you that he wasn’t fond of the idea of another sibling, but he wasn’t still processing it, he’d get over it. Eventually, you hoped.
Your eyelids were already too heavy for you to keep your eyes open, but you still tried. And smiled at bro when you noticed him coming inside.
You called him out so he could come closer, and you watched him close the door behind him carefully. The almost 2 meters tall man walking towards them so carefully that it look like one of those old goofy cartoons, he seemed scared, she was scared too. The life in her arms had been a surprise, and they didn’t know if they were prepared for it, but they both did it before on their own, so she was sure, that the both of them at least had the hang of what to do.
“Say hi, papa”
You whispered at him while his hands shook as he saw the tiny bundle, tears flowing down freely now. He couldn’t really believe this was happening, it all felt surreal.
“Hi, kiddo” He said as his hands shook reached for the baby’s head and slowly, almost feather likely, brushed the tiny blonde hair on their head. “Bienvenido al mundo, mi bebé precioso” He murmured as he leaned down to kiss their forehead, then yours.
“And I’m so proud of you too, mama. Gracias por darnos este regalo a todos”
A/N: I lost motivation to write with this one, I hope it doesn’t show too much.
We ain’t ever getting older (SMAU) Gris Rubion x reader
Chapter 1: Who is that?
While a group of friends plans a way to celebrate one of their memebers eighteen’s birthday. On the other side of the world, The band you work for gets good news.
Tags: This is mostly crack for now, but cw for swearing I guess. Modern AU. A lot of drinking mentions, references smoking and referenced drug use.
☀️ Sunday, January 18.
🌤️ Sunday, January 18.
🌤️ Sunday, January 18.
A/N: I’m having too much fun making these.
Taglist: None for now! Let me know if you wanna be added :)
Being an artist isn’t easy. It means you’ve got to move around in search for the best opportunities you can find. You thought that you’d finally found steady ground in Japan, made friends, met your boyfriend, Gris. But after getting a call to be a band photographer for an alternative rock band called “The raiders” you can’t let the opportunity go to waste, you have to move away. You and Gris agreed that long distance would be a deal breaker, and you ended things in good terms. It’s not pathetic to still be hung up on your ex when that’s the case, or is it? Though? it’s been four years. FOUR. You have been with other people, he has too, and yet, you can’t help but still think about him. And he’s been thinking about you too.
Based on the song Closer by The Chainsmokers
Gris art on the banner is not mine!! It belongs to braudraws on instagram
Cast
Our protagonists
“The Raiders” And The mutual friends
• This will be a multi chapter SMAU
• Let me know if you wanna be in the taglist by DMing me, via ask or just leave a comment! :)
A/N: OKAY SO I’m so excited to write this buttt I’m not sure if you guys will like it, so I’d appreciate any feedback if I should continue this or not
What if the way you hold me, Is actually what's holy?
Summary: Corvus is a busy man. And while she’s already used to him going out for day on end, a woman still has her needs.
Words: 2.5K
Tags: Fem!reader. Angst, fluff and smut, talking about and using sex toys, semiu and tomme being the best friends someone could have, getting caught masturbating, oral and fingering (f.receiving), descriptions of fem and male genitalia and lots of reassurance!!
A/N: This was the fic that won the poll guys!! I’m writing the other ones too, but this one got prioritized. it’s been a while since I’ve written anything, so forgive me if I’m rusty or out of character bc we basically know nothing about him. (this was supposed to be just a Drabble and it ended as a whole one shot. I’m not satisfied with how it turned out though )
(It’s also 3am and I’m not gonna proofread this)
The rain outside was heavy, pouring down in cold waterfalls and droplets sticking to the windows of your empty bedroom as you lay on your side, hands tucked undo your cheek as you stared at the harsh lightning striking the floor somewhere close enough to hear its loud roar.
The problem, wasn’t the rain, as a matter of fact, it was something you really enjoyed watching, it brought nice memories, though all of them were tied to the very same person your thoughts were being clouded with.
Corvus is a busy man, he’s the head of the cleaners, which means when he’s not in his office, he’s gone on a business trip somewhere he wouldn’t tell you about. You never pry about it, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t sting that you barely see each other.
Sometimes you wonder how long you can keep holding on to him. You knew what you were getting into when you got with him, but that didn’t make it any easier.
You know Arkha— the man behind the “boss” tittle— loves you, it’s plain to see to anyone who had eyes. You’re always spoiled rotten, whether he’s there or not.
When he is? You’re always welcome to share his space at his office, and he makes sure to prepare your coffee or tea however you like it. He holds your hand whenever he’s able to— stroking the back of it with his thumb, the texture of his gloves giving away it’s him. His lips always find your forehead or the top of your head when he stands close to you, and sometimes, in the quiet moments when everyone else is away on a mission and you don’t have to worry about the walls being thin, he’d worship your body like you were an angel who fell from the sky right into his hands. He’s always openly and surely, made sure that you know he loves you.
He makes sure you’re pampered even when he’s away too. He sends you the most expensive and beautiful fake flowers you’ve ever seen, and you wake up somehow finding gifts on your nightstand with little notes from him— which could be your favorite breakfast or a pass to a spa day somewhere in the nicer cities of the ground.
He loves you, he wouldn’t be with you otherwise— you try telling yourself to try and urge the increasing awful things that start running through your head the second he tells you he’ll be gone for a while. It’s not that you don’t trust him, no— but it’s hard to maintain faith on someone who she can’t even call because he doesn’t wear his choker.
You wished to hear his voice more often, see his stormy-grey eyes in the morning for just a bit longer, you longed to feel his warmth next to yours on the bedsheets of the mattress he barely uses, his side cold. The memory of his warmth, of the weight of him, of the low, rough sound he makes against your neck, is suddenly not a memory but a phantom limb.
There’s an uncomfortable feeling that’s traveling down your belly to the apex of your thighs, and now, it has you conflicted. Whenever arkha was away for a few days, you always seemed to start needing him a bit too much.
Thankfully, you had friends who understood. When you told Semiu and Tomme about how lonely you felt, Semiu gave you the most ‘are you being serious right now?’ Look you’ve ever seen on someone before telling you what’s he seemed to think was the most obvious solution:
“Girl, just get a vibrator or something. It is that easy”
Tomme flushed immediately, her face turning bright red, but she nodded too. Saying something about her being single long enough to know it did help. Semiu telling you that she had the same problem when her girlfriend went away on a mission. It’s kinda weird talking about this with your friends, but they kinda gave you the courage to go to a hidden store somewhere in a neon town, and get one.
You had bought it a while ago but you’d never used it before, though it’d be a lie to say you hadn’t thought about it at least once.
The only sound in the room— which was getting increasingly dark as the evening passed— was the rain, an insistent sound that was starting to drown any remaining composure you had in you.
But before you even noticed, your hands were already starting to roam your body with feather-like touch. Maybe, unconsciously trying to imitate the way he is always careful with his own when he does this. Though, the difference was palpable, his hands were bigger than yours, the pads rougher too.
It wasn’t hard to remember the way he smiles down at you when he’s on top of your body, the way he looks at you with a reverence that borders on holy. And you wonder what could you’ve done in your life to deserve that.
The rain hammered against the window like a thousand impatient fingers tapping glass. It matched the restless pulse between your thighs that just wouldn’t settle. The light coming from lightning outside making white light seep through the droplets, staining your skin alternating shades of black and white as you shifted beneath the sheets.
‘This is stupid’ you thought to yourself.
Your fingers trailed lower, skating over your stomach—too hesitant. It wasn’t that you didn’t know what you like, It’s not that you don’t know how to make yourself feel good.
It’s just that after him, your own touch felt clumsy by comparison.
Even the first time you’d had sex with him, when he’d hesitated above you in the half-light of his office (back when this thing between you was new and neither of you knew how to name it), He didn’t fumble. He’d studied your body like a puzzle he intended to solve at all cost, and he was an intelligent man who knows what he’s doing.
Lightning flashed again, bleaching the room white for one blinding second. In that split second, the world seemed to finally go quiet enough to let yourself relax. Enough to reach out a hand and stretch enough to reach the bottom drawer of your nightstand, pulling out the box with the device and pulling it out from its box.
The vibrator—small, sleek, and seemingly already charged—seemed almost alien to you. Semiu had said this was good enough for being your first time using a sex toy, and you had gone with it, hoping for the best. It wasn’t that long, the phalic shaped object ended in something that, according to the box, was supposed to suck your clit.
Huh.
Positioning yourself had been awkward enough. You kept your clothes on, just in case, and opened your legs, enough for the toy to fit right where it had to, and even turned off, your chest started to feel tight, your cheeks warm. Is this anticipation normal? Then again, it’s probably because of how touch starved you are.
And then, with a click, it turned on.
It was the first setting, and the sudden gasp it made you let out, was enough profe that this thing did seem to work just fine. Better than fine. It does feel good… thought it’s not as good as his mouth is.
Well, something was… something.
You imagined him. The fantasy was so vivid your hips jerked off the mattress involuntarily. Though, you had to admit, that without his weight pinning you down, without his voice growling into the damp skin of your throat, this is just a pathetic, mechanical imitation. Made to pass time, if nothing else.
It didn’t help solving the core issue.
The first setting was gentle, almost teasing. Its low, insistent hum did make your thighs tense.
‘It’s not enough,’ you thought, biting your lip. Not when your body was so accustomed to the way Arkha ruined you. His patience, his precision, the way he could reduce you to a shuddering mess with just a look from his steel colored eyes.
You cranked the intensity up.
The sudden spike of pleasure made a strangled whimper erupt from your throat. Back arching off the mattress, fingers scrambling for purchase in the sheets. Closer.
The toy was efficient and impersonal. It didn’t know how you liked to be touched there, when you needed the pressure to be higher or lower, it didn’t feel like his fingers, it didn’t feel like any part of him either. It couldn’t replicate how he’d whisper "Look at me" when your eyes fluttered shut, forcing you to hold his gaze.
You squeezed your legs together, forgetting that his hips weren’t between them to stop them from closing. The suction feature clicked on, and your breath hitched, it was good, but it was all wrong. There was no calloused grip digging into your waist to anchor you, no hot exhale against your ear when he felt you close.
A frustrated noise escaped you. You were so close, teetering on the edge, but—
“Are you in here, Dove?”
The familiar voice that you’d missed so much called out, not quietly, but only loud enough to announce himself as he looked into your bedroom. His gaze settling on you immediately.
The world stopped spinning for a minute, and your eyes widened enough to look like perfect round circles, mouth hanging open in an interrupted moan as you turned off the device clumsily, the moan trailing into a pained whimper.
He wasn’t supposed to see you like this. Would he get mad? Frustrated? Color drained out of your face as every possibility ran through your head. One more horrifying than the next one.
The click of the door shutting behind him might as well have been a gunshot, and the sound of his coat falling onto the floor was probably just the floor falling from under them. You didn’t move, couldn’t.
“Dove,”
His voice called out again as he walked over to you, his stride careful, as if approaching a wounded animal and not someone who had just been masturbating when he walked in. “T’s okay, it’s just me. No need to be scared, or embarrassed. Which seems to be the case.”
His thumbs dig into your hips softly but firmly as he holds your legs over his shoulders slowly, folding you into the bed. And you gasp as his face comes close to the swollen pussy, exposed because you didn’t even have the time to pull back your shorts and panties on their place place.
“I’m sorry, my love”
He tells you as if he should be the one apologizing. “I was gone away for too long. And even before, we hadn’t had the time to be this close. I can only imagine how pent up you are. And to be honest, I am too”
The vibrator had already been discarded somewhere on the bed and you couldn’t help but cover your face with both hands in embarrassment. He got rid of his gloves then, and his bare hands were quick to pull them away, instead— he tangled their fingers together, his face right where she’d needed him for what felt like ages.
He took a deep breath, letting the scent of your arousal fill his nostrils. Deliberately slow as he always did everything else.
“Let me take care of you, my love” He says, his breath hot against your most sensitive parts. Making you gasp and squirm in his steady hold. And a low, deep chuckle came out of hincha though it sounded less like humor and more fond than anything else. “I know I’ve been neglecting us… so I’ll make sure to make it up to you. Okay? I want you to forget about that… cheap plastic, and only need me”
Your breath caught for a second, brain short circuiting “Arkha— it’s okay. I-I’ll just—“ and then your voice gave out when his tongue pressed flat against you. Lapping from your entrance to your click, sucking it just enough to feel it. This is what you needed. To feel him this close, to feel him, to just exist in the same space he did.
Your body seemed to have a mind of its own, already sensitive from previously playing with yourself, made his touch all the more electric.
“No, dove. It’s not.” Arkha said as he pulled back to speak, plush dark lips glistening with your arousal. “I’ve promised, time and time again that we’ll spend more time together, and I haven’t been making good of that promise” He calmly explained, like his middle finger from the hand he’d freed from your grip wasn’t prodding at her entrance, already ready to slide in.
Gasps and quiet moans slipped through you freely now, not caring if… who is your dorm neighbor again? You couldn’t bother to remember that now, not as another one of his fingers joined the party and pushed two fingers inside.
You gasped at the sudden intrusion and began pumping his fingers at a quicker, but still deliberate pace, causing moan after moan to resonate from you.
“There she goes, atta girl”
He murmured, his breath lingering across the skin of your belly while he kept his fingers occupied with making you feel in the cloud. Even the rain from outside seemed to go quiet with how brain fogged you felt. He never said it, never verbally claimed you. But his touch made it clear that you belonged to him. “How does that feel? Much better, yeah?” He asked, his voice a strong hum.
“A-Arkha—“ you tried calling out,hands squeezing his for some kind of grounding, but your words were useless in the state you found yourself in. “Shh. I know. I can’t… I can’t really promise you that I’ll be here all the time. But I love you” The tenderness in his voice made your heart race at a speed that almost felt humanly impossible. “And I can promise, that I’ll be here for you, whenever you need me. For whatever you need me”
He smiled and removed his fingers and then dipped his face down again, resuming stimulation to your clit with his tongue.
The way he ate you out made it painfully clear. He missed this too. He was drinking from you like you were the holy grail, and his eyes never left your face.
"G-gah!" You moaned. And Arkha hummed in response, the vibration sending you even further to the edge. He reacted with a low moan, And it was all it took to push you over the edge.
He waited a bit, slowing down his tongue until your breathing evened out and his actions came to a halt. “You’re okay dove, you’re okay” He said as he came closer to your face, his hands gently caressing your still clothed sides, pushing his hands down the fabric of your top slowly, not really letting you catch your breath.
“I’ll have to be selfish today, I’m afraid. I missed you so much, I can’t really help myself. And I hope it’s okay that I start taking this off”
A/N: if you read this till the end, thank you! It’s my first fic in a while!
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- No hate-discourses, racism, sexism, etc allowed in this blog. Refrain yourself from sending those kind of asks or comments, please and thank you.
- Keep in mind I may take a few days to answer an ask, I’m a college student with very little free time in my hands! I’ll do my best to answer as quick as I possibly can though.
- Thirsts and imagines are very much welcome! I love to hear everyone’s thoughts. I have a especial place in my heart for: arkha corvus, bro santa, gris rubion, semiu grier, sero hanta, shinso hitoshi, aizawa shota and mina ashido (all mha characters besides shota timeskip pls) but I accept asks of every other character as long as they’re in those fandoms.
- I think that’s it! But if you have any questions you can always ask!
