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How would Rabbits react to getting into arguments and their s/o breaking up with them
LET ME SEE YOU BURN! fire lord zuko x reader
you overstimulate zuko and he steams.
WARNINGS. MDNI. nsfw. porn WITH plot. lovers. morning after. gentle kissing. blowjob. oral sex (f! on male). cum eating. zuko’s cum is hot. and yes he steams when he’s close.
a technically part 2 of this >> know my heart but can be read separately.
(also posted on AO3 - user safontaine)
WC. 4.790
𓂃۶ৎ KNY twt links
—MDNI 18+
Rengoku Kyojuro;
He missed you after a week long mission
He makes sure you cum before him.
You wanted to do him a favor since he was exhausted after training..
Giyuu Tomioka;
He couldn’t stop thinking about you
virgin!Tomioka’s first time
Your legs were too tired so he held them for you.
Himejima Gyomei;
He wanted some privacy for a little.. ‘conversation’
How is he gonna fit?!
He’s too shy to admit it but.. he loooves breeding you.
Shinazugawa Sanemi;
He loves going deep
who knows what you did to piss him off? You wont remember after this
You said you couldn’t squirt? He said he’d prove you wrong.
Uzui Tengen;
His personal fav position
You said you wanted a baby
He asked you what you wanted, you wanted a ride.
Iguro Obanai;
He noticed you staring at his fingers..
He’s so sensitive.. (audio)
The vids he’d send you when you’re away modern!au
Shinobu Kocho;
She said she had a remedy for your soreness..
Sometimes all she needs is a little kissing
You were hungry
Mitsuri Kanroji;
You had some new stretches you wanted to try out with her
She missed you too much to handle..
You needed to stop stressing, so she helped you clear your mind
‧₊ ˚⊹ husband!higuruma wants you to ride his face after work 18+
you don’t even need to tell hiromi what you want (need) after a long day at work. all you have to do is shut the door a little harder than usual, kick your shoes off with a little more force, and he’s already in front of you, hands running up and down your back. your hands slip around his neck as you pull him closer to you, resting your head on his chest.
you know he’s had a tough day at work, as he always does. his tie is loose around his neck, top buttons of his white shirt undone. the two of you stand there in silence, letting the comfort of finally being at home in each other’s arms envelop you.
he doesn't need to ask you how your day was. you don't need to ask him. the both of you know it all too well; the stress, the fatigue, the sleepless nights. it’s even rare for you to be at home at the same time at an adequate hour in the evenings. so, the fact that you’re finally alone with him before midnight on a weekday is making you unreasonably horny. you can smell his aftershave from the morning lingering on his skin, feel the warmth of his calloused palms as they caress your bare arms.
it’s been days—no, weeks—since the two of you have had sex. but you don't want to burden him, to ask him to pick you up and take care of you in the ways you so desperately crave. so, the two of you trudge to your shared bedroom to get changed out of your stifling work clothes.
higuruma watches you as you slide your trousers off, arms folded across his chest, the muscles in his forearms drawn taut. as you begin to unbutton your shirt, you feel his firm chest brush up against your back, hands slipping the fabric off of your body and snaking around your bare waist, pulling you close. he dips his head down, peppering loving kisses across your shoulders, trailing upwards to your neck. as he nips at your skin and his hands roam over your stomach, lightly massaging your breasts, you can't help but sigh. it’s laced with need and longing, and your husband knows this.
open up
a/n: u guys should watch gachiakuta or at the v least look up enjin 🙏🏻
enjin - gachiakuta
your chest is heaving, legs shaking as enjin pulls two thick fingers out of your weeping cunt, slipping them into his mouth and groaning. he looks down, nodding to himself as your juices drip down onto his sheets and then to his cock that’s leaking with pre, twitching at the thought of finally sinking into you.
“alright, angel face.” he settles in between your thighs. “you ready f’me?” he looks up at your face finding you staring down at his cock with your lower lip sucked into your mouth.
“mhm.” you look up at him.
“just focus on me.” he cups your cheek. “gonna make sure you feel so good.” his thumb pulls your lower lip out from between your teeth.
your eyes flutter when you feel the head of his cock slipping through your folds, bumping against your puffy clit and poking at your sweet little pussy. his hand leaves your cheek to rest on your lower tummy and thumb at your clit while he lines himself up. he pushes in so slowly, his tip enveloped by your slick heat and he groans.
“‘jin!” you gasp, grabbing his wrist. “mnghh, ‘s big.” your lib wobbles at the stretch.
“i know, i know.” his thumb taps your clit to pull your attention to the pleasure. “doin so good f’me.” he nods.
“i.. i dunno if it’ll fit.” you blink up at him with glassy eyes.
“it’ll fit pretty baby, don’t you worry about that, yeah?” he gives you a lopsided smile.
“o- oh!” he pushes in another inch. “okay!” your thighs shaking around his waist.
his thumb keeps rubbing at your little clit with each inch he buries himself deeper into your tight cunt. it feels like forever until he bottoms out but when he does he can feel the outline of himself under his palm as he keeps working your clit.
“‘jin.. i.. mmf! i feel you so deep.” you whine.
“yeah? gimme your hand.” he chuckles.
you untangle your hand from the sheets and offer it to him weakly. he grabs it and places it on your lower tummy where his was and presses his hand over yours. he gives a gentle roll of his hips and you gasp at the stretch and the outline moving.
“feel me in there?” he presses down harder on your hand.
“yeahh.” you nod up at him. “i want- ah! want you to move.” you give your hips a little jerk and he grunts.
“you sure?” he raises a brow.
“mhm.” you wiggle your hips, breath catching at the feeling.
he slowly drags his cock out, watching your face scrunch up before he starts to push back in. his thumb starts to rub at your clit again, your pussy fluttering around him and sucking him deeper. the pace he sets is mind numbing, your toes are curling with every thrust, puffs of air leaving your lips each time he buries himself to the hilt.
“faster.” you pant.
with a snap of his hips your eyes are rolling back and you’re arching off the bed. he watches your face as he starts to fuck into you, letting his eyes trail down to the way your tits bounce with each thrust and between your legs and they way you’re leaving a creamy mess all over his cock.
“fuckin perfect.” he gathers up your legs and presses them to your chest.
“en- jin!” you choke on his name.
“i got you angel, don’t worry.” he hums.
after that, he’s fucking you like you were made for him, and you might as well be. your pussy is molded to his cock and you’re taking him so well. each little noise that slips past your lips makes his cock throb and he knows you’re close from how you’re soaking him.
his fingers are digging into your soft skin, groans from deep in his chest falling from his mouth. you’re babbling now, nothing coherent coming out, just the cutest whines and and gasps. and there’s no warning when your pussy clamps down around him and you cum hard.
“shit.” he grunts.
his pace breaks as you pulse around him, legs twitching, hands gripping his as your pleasure feels never ending. then he’s filling you, rolling his hips and fucking his cum into you, feeling the way it’s seeping out with his shallow thrusts.
“did so good f’me, angel.” he pants.
“i wanna go again.” you jerk your hips and he lets out a breathy laugh.
letting zodyl be vulnerable for a chance and he literally cums ROPESSS within 2 mins and is deeply embarrassed of it
+18
zodyl was laying beneath you on the bed, his beloved jacket for once forgotten on the floor. thick muscle formed two beautiful curves on his chest, accompanied by a few dark hairs growing there, clean and trimmed though.
you were straddling his lap, watching how your boyfriend’s stomach rose and fell with each breath he took. he was already gently panting, cock resting heavy and hard against his thigh, as your hand moved along the pretty shape under the boxers.
a small grunt left zodyl’s lips, an arch of want between his brows. he looked vulnerable. nearly desperate.
“you- you’re teasing-“ he husked, lips parted. “stop it. need to feel you.”
you giggled. “roger that, boss.”
you called him that even though it was pretty obvious you were the one in command now.
zodyl’s cock sprung free as you lowered the useless piece of fabric, slit already leaking, thick shaft pulsing between your fingers that barely managed to wrap around it. compared to the pale stomach, his tip was red as a tomato. eager.
you had to bite your lip as you lowered yourself on zodyl. the stretch always felt like it cut you in half from the inside - but for zodyl? it felt like a tight, hot heat that wrapped around his most sensitive parts, as if a heavy blanket on a cold night.
you moaned as he was balls deep in you, your poor cunt finally getting used to the size of him. zodyl always gave you time to adjust, which was somewhat not expected from the cunning leader. (although he always had the biggest urge to just pound your tight hole until it was leaking his cum till next week.)
this specific image in zodyl’s head made him twitch inside you, as if silently asking you to move. and you did.
hips rolling and ass bouncing your pussy squelched, a white rim quickly forming around his throbbing shaft.
“zo, fuck, feels too good-“ you whined, his plump tip brushing against your sweetest spots with every thrust.
zodyl couldn’t agree more. it indeed felt too good. his dark eyes ran over your form, nipples all perky and moans sounding like a comforting lullaby. he felt every clench of your wet walls and heard every squelch of your pussy lips - and it was all too much.
a hot wave of pleasure began to form in zodyl’s pelvis, his thighs now trembling and breath quickening dangerously. with heavy balls suddenly tightening, he understood what was about to happen. it had been merely two minutes since you started.
he quickly tried to rise up and grab you, attempting to stop your hips from moving that were now furiously grinding on his cock. “w-wait- fuck- i’m- slow down-“ the man managed to gasp out in mild panic, but it was too late.
a single, low moan, escaped zodyl as ropes of hot cum splurted out. you felt your pussy quickly filling up all the way to your womb, and for a moment you were afraid the amount of seed he thrusted in would make you look bloated.
white, thick fluid trailed down on his lower abdomen, coating the few hairs zodyl had down his navel. he was still twitching in you, the last few pumps making sure that your walls were thoroughly painted by his cum.
you caught the humiliation in his gaze immediately. even though he was still trembling and panting, a sense of embarrassment flashed through those now widened, almost terrified eyes.
“i-i apologize, i don’t know what happened” he mumbled, low voice even lower than normally. for once zodyl was actually avoiding your gaze and not looking like he wanted to kill everyone in sight.
“zodyl, it’s okay, it happens. don’t worry” you laughed gently, genuinely not minding the incident. if something, you felt proud to make him cum so fast.
he shook his head. “it’s just, you know how busy i’ve been. i haven’t been able to… take care of my… needs lately.”
an actual blush formed on his cheeks.
it was nearly adorable how zodyl looked more like a scolded puppy now than the leader of the raiders’. it was a wound to his ego that he dared to display such weakness in front of his woman. seriously, was there anyone who had seen him like this before? for sure not.
“hey, i said it’s okay. we can go for another round-“ you tried, but before you knew it, zodyl lifted you up and flopped you on your back. with no shame, you found your legs being spread by his large hands, eyes already on your cum-covered pussy. zodyl’s lips opened, ready for a meal that wouldn’t be cockroaches this time.
“we can. but i need to make this up to you first.”
18+ ignoring my 4 other wips because i NEED that autistic man
Subby!August who's so loud while you ride him that putting a hand over his mouth doesn't even help. he's grabbing at your waist, hips thrusting up wildly to chase the wet heat of your cunt while whines spill past his lips
Subby!August who loves and hates the idea of cockwarming. having you impossibly close to him while he works is nice until you start grinding your hips to try and throw his focus off
Subby!August who can cum just by eating you out, his hair pulled back in a ponytail and his thumbs holding you open for him (i mean y'all SAWW that tongue like)
Subby!August who forgets to breathe when you're making out. it never starts out slow, all quick and messy desperation that ends with him glossy eyed and painfully hard
Subby!August who gets so fucked out he's babbling against your neck and licking up the expanse of your throat. "feel s'good baby" "p-please lemme cum in you" "need you so bad"
Subby!August who starts to cry if he's edged for too long, fucking up into your hand or your mouth and whimpering when you stop. he lets out a pathetic mix of a yell and a shaky laugh when you finally let up
Subby!August who, despite being so needy he's panting, takes his time undoing the buttons of your shirt and setting your clothes or pajamas aside for later. he's a thoughtful menace
Subby!August who never bothers to check if the doors locked or who might be around to hear you guys. he ran a strict program anyways, nobody would think about walking in without knocking
Can I pleaseeeeeee request how gachiakuta men would sound in bed?? If you’re able to find links to how they’d sound too that’d top it off 😏😩
ugh yes this is so hot and i will most definitely be finding audios duhhhh
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enjin is a heavy breather…when he’s not talking at least. so aside from his nonstop teasing and dirty talk, he doesn’t open his mouth to moan, it’s mainly just deep guttural groans and huffs and breathing. curses a lot.
“fuck-fuck! s’that feel good, mama? my cock splitting you? gonna cum-yeah? me fuckin too, fuck!”
gris also kinda deep moans, but he opens his mouth. hes a bit quieter, but can still be loud enough to genuinely moan. a littleeee whiny here and there like when you squeeze him just right or he’s about to cum. he doesn’t do too much dirty talk, but he loves praising you.
“feel so good, baby, just like that-wider, good girl”
tamsy (i feel like this one actually sounds so close to him it threw me off a little😵💫) loud as fuck and doesn’t shut up… whether it’s teasing you or his noises. open mouth, high octave, a little whiny. he moans with you, if that makes sense, if he ruts into your nice and rough and you moan loud, he’ll moan just the same back maybe a bit louder.
“shit-squeezing me so fucking tight, angel…really needed my dick, hm?”
august is obviously loud, but a lot of humming kinda loud too. he’ll moan with an open mouth but really only when he’s kissing you, he loves swallowing each others moans. don’t hate me but i rlly think he’s a whiner a little, especially when he first puts it in and bottoms out.
“y’so perfect, pretty girl! feels good-yes! shit!-“
follo whines so bad and it’s fucking hot, he’s so needy just moaning and whining like crazy, whether he’s being completely dominant or not so much, he’s a mess. he’ll be so pussy drunk it drives him nuts and it’s just consecutive moaning and whining and crying. he’s not loud volume wise, but he doesn’t stop.
“pussy feels so good, fuck, baby! i’m-i’m close! i’m- oh, fuck!”
Can you please do dom!male reader x August where it's August first time with a guy so he just let's reader take control 🙏 (I need more male reader fics with this man) I love how expressive your writing is❤
Aww thank you! Lemme hook you up this fine Friday real quick.
Say That I Can Have It
dom!male reader x inexperienced!August
cw: modern au, first times, pinning, lots of kissing, August is LOUD, whiny!August, safe sex, praise, dirty talk, brief fingering(August receiving), guidance, possession, body worship, mating press, "take the condom off", overstim, *not fully proofread(will fix!!)
When We - Tank
Honestly, who were you to deny the request that poured from your uncharacteristically timid boyfriend’s mouth yesterday? When he called you last night, you immediately noticed the tone of his voice was different than usual- softer, and definitely not booming through the speakers. "I want to try it, y'know. Sex. With you."
As much as you wanted to race over to his place then and there to give him exactly what you both wanted, you used every ounce of your self restraint to stay home instead. Visiting him in a fit of horniness wouldn't do either of you any good, especially August. You certainly wouldn't be able to think with anything other than your dick.
You two actually intended to watch the movie in the background, truly! It wasn't just for background noise, of course it wasn't- it's a cop action-comedy, definitely not ideal for background noise. You've been underneath a blanket with August before, this shouldn't have been any different. It's just...he looks so domestic, and it pulled something out of you.
*pops back* Soooo, hey. It's been a minute since I've actually written. We're in defrost mode rn, so my tone and style might be a little all over the place. This piece was noooot proof-read, my ass just typed it all out to get it out. I have some cute shit stewin for August. There isn't a real plot! Just some drabbles that can be read stand-alone or as a cohesive chapter work. Soooo. Yes! This one can be read as a stand-alone and open-ended, but it will have a pretty clear part two (though that one will also be able to be read stand-alone).
First Meetings
5k Words Tags; first meetings, artist/business owner! reader, muse at first sight, artistic infatuation (?), illness, is it sexual tension or artistic appreciation?, deals/bartering
You blink once at the tall blond man, head tilted back as you stare at bright orange goggle lenses. “…Hi—?”
“YOURE THE ONE!” The blond’s voice booms, and you jolt out of reflex. Your shoulders jump even more as large gloved hands slam down on your shoulders. You might be more on edge if Enjin didn’t have a shiteating grin at your elbow. If you weren’t so taken off guard by the blond in front of you, perhaps you might have deadlegged the one beside you.
Our Mundane Sex | 🎧
August Stilza x F!Reader - 4.7 K
syn: august has kinky desires hes not sure you'd accept. but then again, he can't remember the last time you ever judged him. [TDLR; f!reader pegs him while activating her jinki ]
tags: pegging, orgy, spitroasting, cunnilingus fem!recieving, cream pie, rough play, deep-throating, throat-fucking, face-fucking, voyeurism, masturbation, sex tape, inappropriate use of jinki, established relationship, reader is implied to be black, ts is actually rlly cute n sexy, faintly proofread
an: august stilza pegging...
Hate Me, huh?—☆
Summary: You and August—both hate eachother, so why are you two kissing in his locked workplace!?
Warnings: MDI, NSFW content, f!reader, fingering, raw intercourse, oral(f receiving), enemies to lovers(kinda), degradation(?) and lots of teasing.
Characters: August Stilza.
A/N: Thank you for the request love.
From the start, you and August Stilza clash in a way that’s immediate and impossible to ignore.
August is chaotic, loud, and territorial over his workspace to a fault. He hates inefficiency, hates rules, and especially hates people who question his methods.
You, on the other hand, are competent in your own right—confident, quick-thinking, and absolutely unwilling to back down when he talks down to you.
Every interaction turns into a verbal sparring match—clipped remarks, biting sarcasm, eyes narrowing every time the other speaks. It’s not loud anger. It’s worse. Controlled. Coiled. The kind that makes Enjin visibly tired the second the two of you enter the same room.
The others notice it too. Rudo clocks the tension immediately. Zanka makes jokes about “relationship tension” just to get a reaction. August snaps at him. You tell him to mind his business. That only makes it worse.
The arguing is constant. Not explosive—just sharp enough to grind everyone’s nerves down.
So Enjin does what Enjin does best.
He locks you in August’s workplace. August realizes it first.
The door doesn’t budge when he tries it. He checks the mechanism, jaw tight, irritation flashing across his face. You hear Enjin’s footsteps retreating, followed by his maddeningly calm voice telling you both to “figure it out.”
August exhales sharply through his nose.
“Unbelievable.”
The space is his—organized chaos, tools laid out recklessly, and way too many blueprints scattered around—some on the table and some on the floor. You don’t belong here, and he makes that clear immediately with the way his eyes track every movement you make.
You paced the room like a caged animal, arms crossed over your chest, refusing to meet August's eyes. He leaned against his workbench, arms folded, that infuriating smirk playing on his lips.
“This is your fault, you know,” you snapped, finally breaking the silence. “If you weren't such an arrogant prick—”
”My fault?” August shot back, pushing off the bench and closing the distance in two strides. His voice was low, edged with that gravelly annoyance that always set your teeth on edge.
“You're the one who storms in here every time, picking fights like it's your damn hobby.” He was close now, too close, his breath warm against your skin. The workshop smelled of oil and metal, mixed with something sharper—his cologne, faint but intoxicating.
You shoved at his chest, but he caught your wrist, his grip firm yet not bruising. “Let go,” you hissed, but your voice lacked conviction. He slipped off his goggles, hanging them somewhere inside his shop, eyes flicking down to your lips, and suddenly the argument felt like a flimsy veil over something deeper, rawer.
“Make me,” he challenged, now eyeing you with his uncovered eyes, his free hand sliding to your waist, pulling you flush against him. The heat of his body seeped through your clothes, igniting a spark you'd both ignored for too long. Your breath hitched as his thumb traced the curve of your hip, deliberate and teasing.
The rivalry shattered in that moment. You surged forward, crashing your lips against his in a kiss that was all fire and frustration—teeth clashing, hands roaming with desperate urgency.
“God, I hate how much I want this,” you murmured against his ear, fingers tangling in his long hair as he pressed closer.
As he bacjked you against the workbench, lifting you onto it with ease, tools clattering to the floor—forgotten, as his mouth claimed yours again, this time slower, more possessive.
His tongue swept in, tangling with yours in a rhythm that mirrored the building ache between your thighs. You tugged at his belt, fingers fumbling with the buckle until it gave way, and you shoved his overall down. He was already hard, thick and straining against the fabric of his boxers, and when you wrapped your hand around him through the thin material, he groaned into your mouth—a low, guttural sound that sent heat pooling in your core.
“Fuck,” August muttered, breaking the kiss to trail his lips down your jaw, your neck, nipping at your collarbone hard enough to leave marks. His hands slid up your sides, thumbs brushing the undersides of your breasts before cupping them fully. He squeezed, rolling your nipples between his fingers until they pebbled under his touch, drawing a gasp from you. “You've been driving me insane, you know that? All those arguments...telling me to shut up while looking so damn hot.”
You arched into him, your own hands exploring the hard planes of his chest, nails scraping down his abs as you pushed his shirt up and over his head. “Shut up and prove it,” you challenged, voice breathy, but he only smirked, that teasing expression fueling the fire.
In one swift motion, he hooked his fingers into your pants and yanked them down, along with your underwear, leaving you bare from the waist down. The workbench was cold against your ass, but the contrast only heightened the sensation as he dropped to his knees, spreading your thighs with strong hands.
His breath ghosted over your exposed core, making you clench in anticipation. “Look at you,” he murmured, voice rough with desire. “So wet already. All that hate, while dripping for me.”
Before you could retort, his mouth was on you—tongue flat and insistent as he licked a slow stripe up your slit, savoring the taste.
You cried out, fingers threading into his hair, pulling him closer as he worked you over. He circled your clit with teasing flicks, then sucked it between his lips, the pressure building a coil of tension in your belly. One hand gripped your thigh, holding you open, while the other slid two fingers inside you, curling them just right to hit that spot that made stars burst behind your eyelids.
He pumped them in and out, matching the rhythm of his tongue, relentless and skilled, like he was determined to unravel you completely.
Your hips bucked against his face, chasing the edge, but he pulled back just as you teetered on it, lips glistening with your arousal. “Not yet,” he said, standing and shucking off the rest of his clothes. His cock sprang free, heavy and veined, the tip already leaking pre-cum. You reached for him, stroking him firmly from base to tip, twisting your wrist at the head until he hissed through gritted teeth.
He batted your hand away, positioning himself between your legs. “I want to feel that bitchy pussy come around me first.” With that, he thrust in—slow at first, inch by inch, stretching you deliciously until he was buried to the hilt. The fullness was overwhelming, a perfect mix of pleasure and the slightest burn, and you both stilled for a moment, breaths mingling as your bodies adjusted.
Then he moved, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in, setting a punishing pace. The workbench creaked under the force, tools rattling as he fucked you hard, one hand on your hip for leverage, the other bracing against the surface behind you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, heels digging into his back, urging him deeper.
Each thrust hit that sweet spot inside, sending jolts of ecstasy through you, your walls fluttering around him.
“A-Ah, you f-feel so good,” he panted, forehead pressed to yours, sweat beading on his skin. His hand roamed—pinching a nipple, then sliding down to rub circles over your clit, the added friction pushing you closer. You moaned his name, the sound echoing off the walls, and he captured it with another bruising kiss, swallowing your cries as the coil tightened unbearably.
“Come for me,” he demanded, voice strained, his thrusts growing fast—almost erratic, as he chased his own release.
It hit you like a wave—your orgasm crashing over you, body convulsing as pleasure ripped through every nerve. You clenched around him, milking his cock, and that was enough to send him over the edge. With a final, deep thrust, he spilled inside you, hot and pulsing, his groan vibrating against your neck as he rode out the aftershocks.
You both slumped against the workbench, breaths ragged, bodies slick with sweat.
When Enjin finally unlocks the door, he gets traumatized.
You and August look…disheveled, clothes rumpled, hair a mess, tempers strangely quiet.
Neither of you explains the flushed faces or why you won’t meet anyone’s eyes.
Well...how could you?
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OMG AUGUST GIMME ONE CHANCE PLEASEEEEEEE🙇🏾♀️🙇🏾♀️🙇🏾♀️🙇🏾♀️
Nsfw August Stilza one-shot
MDNI
Okay yall, it’s been 3 years since I’ve written anything, so I hope it’s good.
Info: mutual pining, reader has a Christina piercing, man whimpers( G̶o̶o̶d̶ s̶h̶i̶t̶ )
August should have known better. He knows better than to just walk into peoples rooms without knocking (unless they’re sleeping lol) . For some reason, it being you, he didn’t even have a second thought about it. Nothing crossed his mind except measurements for your uniform.
Now here he finds himself. Standing in your doorway, invading the sacred space of your room. Seeing something that was not meant for him. Only a towel draped over your curvy frame, hair still damp from your shower. The smell of your body wash wafting through the air, vanilla and chai.
You look up at him, not expecting a visitor, a glint of surprise in your eyes. Almost like a deer in headlights. August begins apologizing profusely.
“Oh, shit! I-I’m—sorry. I’ll just come back another—“
“What did you need?” You interupt giggling.
He inhales sharply,trying to force himself to say something. Anything, really.
“I was going to get your measurements…for your uniform… but it can wait-“ he chokes, trying to avoid your gaze, death grip on the door knob.
“Well then shut the door and get my measurements” you say. As if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. August’s eyes widen in shock. Did he just hear you correctly? You want him to get your measurements, like this? In one of your most intimate moments? His best friend.
He thinks he has to have died and went to some type of heaven tailored specifically for him. or hell. He can’t tell if this is a blessing or if he’s being tormented. You both have spent plenty a late night together, going on all sorts of drunken and stoned adventures. But it never felt this….erotic.
He knew you were beautiful. That’s obvious. But he had never seen you so bare.
He takes a deep, nervous breath. Turning with the door to close it. His eyes now staring at the chipping paint of the door. He moves one of his free hands down into his pants to waistband his hardening cock. There was no way he was going to let you know how much he wanted you in this moment. After all, you trust him enough to invite him into one of your most personal and private activities of the day.
You couldn’t know what a perv he’s being. He wouldn’t let it get the best of him.
“I can do this” he thought. “I just gotta be professional. I got this.” He knows he’s just trying to convince himself. If he was honest, he’s a nervous wreck.
He turns to you, pulling the measuring tape of out his pocket. He didn’t expect you to have already dropped your towel. But there you were. Your skin looked so smooth and supple. He wondered how the fuck he’s going to get through this without losing it.
You were a dream.
He felt as if he were looking at a beautiful statue of a goddess. The ones that are so delicately carved that even the marble looks soft. You had to have been carefully crafted by the gods. There was no other explanation for such an ethereal creature to exist.
He was screwed.
“It shouldn’t take long. I’ll make it quick” he speaks barely above a whisper.
“Take as much time as you need. You’re the artist after all.” You say reassuringly. There’s a slight blush creeping across your cheeks as he walks closer.
He gently lifts your arms straight up on either side of you to measure your arm span and shoulder length.
He carefully writes the numbers down and moves on to your bust. He’s trembling, trying to only touch you as needed.
“Are you okay August?” You ask, seeing his obvious nervousness. It’s cute, you think. How careful he’s being. He’s always so sweet.
“Yup—Never better!” He laughs nervously. He attempts to steady his hands to draw the tape over your chest, holding the metal aglet to the measure line.
“God they’re perfect. I know they HAVE to be soo fucking soft….gotta be. I’ve got to be THE LUCKIEST designer in the world…such inspiration” His thoughts are running wild.
“You’ve just been quiet is all. You’re never THIS quiet” you press.
“Just focused” he mutters fumbling to write down the numbers in his notes.
You hum, accepting his answer, for now. You watch him intently as he continues to measure around your rib cage. His fingers lightly graze your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. You can’t help but want more.
He continues down to your hips, now getting on his knees to get a proper reading on his tape. His eyes peeking over the top of his shades.
That’s when it catches his eye. The glimmer of the rhinestone barbell of your Christina piercing. A shiver runs down Augusts spine. His mind short circuits for a second, nearly coming undone, mouth watering like one of Pavlov’s dogs. “Fuck—it’s so-she’s so—“
“Pretty~” he exhales. The word coming out before he can even register it.
“What?” You inquire. Making sure you heard him right. As if it isn’t obvious, his eyes were focused your pussy.
Augusts eyes dart up at you, past his lenses. He might die. Looking at you from this angle had him feeling like he’s kneeling for worship in some ancient temple. He doesn’t know what to even say, his mind can hardly form thoughts outside of burying his face in you. Did he really say that out loud?
He might as well double down, he figures. He’s already fucked himself.
“You’re so fucking pretty.” He repeats, swallowing thickly. His gaze never leaving yours. “A work of art even.” The words come out shaky, dripping in want.
Your blush deepens at his complements. You had always thought August was so beautiful. A loud, passionate angel. And here he is, calling you art.
“You really think so?” You smile down at him, pushing his glasses onto the top of his head. The glasses acting as a sort of head band, holding his silky blond stands back. He’s so cute like this. The look of lust in his eyes goes straight to your clit. You were already turned on, but now you’re throbbing.
“I could show you how pretty…” August whispers, resting a hand on your calf as he looks you up and down, meeting your eyes again. You’ve never seen him like this. Pupils blown, light sweat starting to form at his temples, eyes wide. He almost looked feral. You weren’t just a want, you were a NEED.
You blank out on words. The most you can do is nod, trying to remember how to breathe.
That’s all August needed.
You begin to back up a couple of steps until your ass hits the cold metal of your bed frame. August follows you on his knees, crawling. His gaze stays on you, shaking with anticipation. He slowly sits up and back onto his feet, his face mere inches from your pulsing pussy. He takes the glasses off his head, tossing them to the wayside, eyes still trained on your face.
You watch as August digs his tongue into your folds, dragging up to your swollen clit. His eyes roll into the back of his head. He can’t help but release a deep, guttural moan at your taste. He wanted to drown in you.
You throw your head back, gasping as he continues to lap and suck on your sensitive nub. As if your pussy is the very oxygen he needs to breathe. Your hands comb through his hair holding it back for him. He’s completely lost in you.
“F-fuck—August. Ah-“ you whine, rolling your hips in time with his tongue.
August begins babbling and moaning into your pussy. A mix of praises and curses.
“Taste so good baby”
“My beautiful best friend”
“Louder my muse, let me hear you”
He shoves his pants down lower on his hips and beings stroking his aching cock. A symphony of whimpers and moans coming from the both of you. Completely drunk on one another.
You can feel your release coming, your tightened muscles quaking as he sucks onto your clit, flicking his tongue. You can’t even comprehend anything anymore. The knot in your stomach so tight it almost hurts.
He’s too good at this.
“A-augusttt- I-I’m gonna-!“
A high pitched sob leaves your lips as your orgasm washes over you. It was too much, too good. Your body involuntarily bucks against his tongue, thighs tightened around his head.
August comes in tandem with you, grappling with his own release underneath you. The way you sound. The way you taste. The way your body reacts to his ministrations. You.are.everything.
He continues until you ride out your orgasm, licking up all your arousal. Wasting nothing. Soft whimpers leaving you as you weakly push his forehead away from you.
He laughs softly to himself. Proud of the mess he’s made of you both. He places small, gentle kisses on your still sensitive cunt.
You both look at each other, a dumb grin spread on Augusts flushed face. You place your hands on either side of his face, pulling him up to meet your lips.
Your tongues swirl together in a passionate kiss, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. You both break after a moment for air, holding each other.
“Believe me now?”
He thinks he will be worshiping at your altar from now on. You are indeed a goddess. He’s smitten.
And he has the perfect idea for your uniform now.
A win, win.
Indepth August dating headcanons (minors DNI)
Warnings: smut-ish (there are random sprinkles of suggestive content and smut-ish content)
a/n: This will be going off his eng dub. I have not analyzed his manga or JP dub yet. Just a little drabble I was thinking about for my August x reader fic. I wanted to share it to see what y'all think. Also sorry for the typos, poor grammar and mispellings. I feel like dating August would be interesting.
He seems the type of guy who may accidentally forget about you when he gets hyperfixated on his work that he doesn't realize how much time has passed by. It's not that he forgets that you, too, are dating. It's that you're on his mind 24/7 that he doesn't realize how much time has passed since he last saw you, plus he's hyperfixated, it might be 42 hours, he may be locked up in his work room, barely eating. Which makes you pull him away to take a break.
He's the type of guy who wants to make you dating him known to EVERYONE. It's not a "look who I pulled," it's more about showing you off because he thinks you're absolutely amazing, and he loves you so much, to the point that he wants everyone else to see how great you are. He is that proud of you. So get ready to have a lot of attention on you, whether it was intentional or not.
His grandma, no doubt, likes you more than him. I'm joking, she just loves him just as much, but is surprised that he was able to get a girlfriend or boyfriend, considering he is loud and tends to hyperfixate on designing and creating things a little too much, especially since he is really messy and lacks manners. His grandma thought it was a miracle and drilled him to behave or he'd lose someone like you. You and Eisha get along really well. You helped her a lot and always try to help her when she feels insecure about herself. You understand where she is coming from, especially when it comes to her Jinki. August sometimes peeps in, grinning at how much you and his sister get along. He ends up kissing you all over your face afterwards, his arms around you, tightly holding you close to him.
August doesn't like healthy foods, so get ready to brawl to make sure his health is okay. You actually learned a few recipes that look like sweet treats but are made from healthy greens, which August cannot taste. It's sneaky, but you had to do it because you would rather have him not drop dead. (He knows it's healthy, but it doesn't matter to him because you made it and it tastes good; he'll probably eat anything you make anyway).
He doesn't really get jealous that much. It is really hard to make him jealous because he is very secure in your guys relationship. He may get jealous when he feels like you haven't given him enough attention or if he feels like your attention has been on someone else for too long. Like for exmaple if you talk to Enjin more than August in a week he will feel jealous. That usually happens on accident though. Since you also work the cleaners
August would be very protective of you. He doesn't like it and absolutely hates it when someone talks you down to your face or in general. He knows what it is like to get bullied, so he does his best to keep you away from that. He will talk back to someone or may put a hole through their face.
If there was ever an incident where there wasn't a person being rude to you but a trash beast or something, his hand would be immediately on yours, pulling you away. He doesn't have a jinki, so he knows he can't fight back, but he knows that he can keep you safe by running. He is pretty quiet and focused, looking back every so often to make sure you're behind him, even though his hand is wrapped around yours, tightly. He won't let go until you're safe, and when you are, he pulls you into a tight hug, not saying anything.
August is actually really helpful when your sick, if he remembers and doesn't lose track of time. He retained some medcial knowledge from his grandma and sister but by far he is not a pro. He checks in on you when your sick and doesn't mind being around you. even if it gets him sick. He'll still kiss you all the same and tend to your needs. He is suprisngly good at it, rushing back and forth even though he doesn't need to. He just wants you to get better fast.
I feel like August would be really quiet in certain moments. especially serious ones. It's not that he doesn't know what to do, but he's instead thinking. It's odd to see him quiet, as you sometimes already know something is wrong. Especially when he doesn't bounce back. The best thing you can do is to wrap your arms around him and tell him how much you love him.
When he is quiet because you had gotten mad at him, he tries his best to make it up to you. Showering you in gifts (he made) and/or giving you space. No doubt he is sulking, though. It's hard to stay mad at him when he is like that, though. On the other hand, August is almost never mad at you; the only times he is. He tries his best not to shout at you, but you can tell he is upset. You have to make it up to him in some way. (Maybe by modeling for him or sleeping with him)
He loves to make clothes for you so you're always stylish. There are some designs that he has that he uses you to model. He loves it when you model his designs. There are times when you don't model for him because some clothes are made specifically for certain people, which you don't mind. It gives you time to do other things.
He isn't shy to show public affection either, but he won't have an intense make-out session with you in public. Actually, he might; you'll have to be the one to stop it. He almost always has his hands on you in some way. Whether it is holding your hand or having his arm wrapped around your waist. He will not hesitate to kiss you on the lips or cheek when other people are watching.
It's obvious that he is loud. Which means he has no shame in shouting out pet names across the room to get your attention. He is shameless to the point that even in public, out in the city, he will call you pet names. It's a bonus if it leaves you blushing/flustered, he thinks it's cute, and would tease you about it. Which means yelling out even more pet names, some being absolutely heinous.
I feel like he would call you many different pet names, depending on the type of person you are; it will vary, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a whole ass list of names to call you, and he is not ashamed to shout them out in public or when anyone is around. He will call you pookie. Actually, I think Pookie would be his default. I don't see him using certain pet names as much, unless it is in certain situations.
A list of pet names he will call you
Princess
I believe he would call you princess randomly. It makes many cleaners cringe, but a lot of them get used to it. I feel like this would be one of his default pet names, but not one he will use often. "See ya later, princess!"
Babe, baby, Pookie
Babe and baby are other default names. Pooki,e on the other hand, is one I can see him using a lot. It's easy and slips off his tongue. "How's my pookie doing?" "HII BABEE. "I love you so much, baby!"
Muse This is a pet name I think he would call you very rarely. Mainly when he is working and you're in his workplace, and he's using you for inspiration. Which may or may not be a lot. He loves to make you clothes of that count, but for other cleaners, he takes inspiration from who they are. "There's my Muse!"
Baby Momma
I can only see him calling you this if you are pregnant with his child. He will call you this a lot, I fear. He will continue to call you this after you give birth. It just makes him really happy and proud that he got to keep it on his tongue. "Hey there, baby momma!" "How's my baby momma doing?"
These are ones that I can really see him calling you. I do feel like there may be other pet names that he may call you. especially if it was one that had a lot of meaning. Like you knew him from childhood, and that nickname stuck. It would be something special, and no doubt he would use it a lot.
🔥🔥🔥Other pet names under suggestive context 🔥🔥🔥
I feel like he would call you all these names under more suggestive themes, such as heavy make-out sessions or getting intimate with one another. I can see him being a lot quieter when you both start getting intimate, but he gets louder the more you go through it, his hands on your hips as he moans loudly. Then, once the pace picks up, he is back to being loud again. A very loud moaner and talker. He will talk during intimate moments. I feel like he would say a lot of sweet nothings. He might be the loudest one out of the two of you.
My Dear, my love, darling
I feel like he would call you, "My dear," during a heavy make-out session or times you both are making out or getting intimate.
"You feel soo good my dear." He is breathtless. "Are you okay? My dear." "You're doing so good for me, my dear.
"M' gonna cum, "m gonna cum, my love, I'm gonna cum."
"You're doing so well, darling." "I love you so much, darling." "Darling, that feels good, keep going."
( I don't know if these are the exact words he'll say. I haven't done in-depth work on how he speaks. )
I actually don't really see him being all that loud in the room, surprisingly. Actually okay, when he's going at is, yes, but during make-out sessions or when you first start going at his, he is breathless, taking in every inch and look of your face, body, everything. Then, when he gets his freak on, he is a loud moaner and says many dirty things. "I love you so much, Darling."
Steamy stuff
I feel like August wouldn't have a high libido. I feel like he'll have a low or maybe moderate one. Or just one that he doesn't really think about since he gets hyperfixated on clothes. But that doesn't mean he won't entertain you if you have a high libido. With the amount of energy he has, I don't doubt he can last veryyyy veryyy long during sex. He'll probably have you cum 3 times with his cock, before he cums himself.
I feel like he'll start off quiet, when you're making out, and all he is doing is humming. When he pulls away to catch his breath and talks, his voice is a lot quieter, especially when he slips his cock inside you. He lets out a sigh, relishing the feeling. especially when he first starts moving his hips and says small praises and how good and tight you feel. He gets much louder and talks a lot when he is picking up the pace. He might be louder than you in bed. He is a big talker in bed.
He will talk about how good you make him feel. How good and tight you feel around his cock. How can he can't get enough of you? How much he loves you. How much you look like you're enjoying yourself. How has he fucked you dumb and can't make out a coherent sentence? He will talk and say anything that comes to mind.
Ex. "You feel so good, tightening around my cock like that, darling." "Come on, come on, cum on my cock again." "I can stay inside you forever."
(Idk if these are good, feel free to add more)
He would be a switch, no doubt. He is open to being dominant and being a sub. It doesn't matter to him as long as he is with you. He is open to a lot of things, but minus things that would end up hurting you. He just loves and is thankful for being in bed with you. Despite that, his favorite positions are mating press, if he's top. Cowboy if he's bottom. He just loves seeing your fucked out face.
He is open to receiving and giving. It doesn't matter to him, but when he does eat you out. He is LOUD. He ain't just licking slurping noises, and he definitely knows how to use that tongue of his. He will use that tongue to eat you out and hit all the right places. He'll roll his tongue inside of you just to the right spot. About his tongue, he is very skilled and knows how to use it. He rolls his tongue on the sensitive areas (like someone who knows how to roll their Rs, that's what August knows how to do.) And he is humming as he eats, like it's an actual meal.
"Mmmmmm" is basically what you're gonna hear when he eats you out.
If you have a dick, he's sucking it like there's no tomorrow, rolling his tongue at the tip and back down to the base, and surprisingly, he's really good at deep throating. His bare hands are rubbing himself, but also rubbing the extra spot. You can feel his tongue licking you as he deep throats you, making sure all of you are feeling it, and he will hold your hips, depending on the position, to keep you from pulling away. He will suck you dry.
If you have a pussy he is slurping and licking you up, sticking his tongue in you, hitting all the right places. He doesn't hesitate to use his fingers either. He will plunge double digits into you, hitting your spot so well, while licking up all the slick that comes out of you as if he is a starving man and it's his last supper, and it doesn't help that he also has one hand on ur hip to keep you from running away from him.
August is also very handsy during sex. He loves to run his hands all over your body, searching for a good place to place his grip. His favorite place to place his hands is on your hips. He loves having that grip on you wether he is on top or on the bottom.
kinks/ what hes into
Probably a breeding kink. He is very open to trying kinks as long as it doesn't draw blood or cause harm. He doesn't mind handcuffs, tying you up. He also seems like the type of guy who would really like seeing you in skimpy outfits that he can later take off or rip off himself later on. He's open to anything as long as he can see your face, which he loves so much.
AUGUST STILZA BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS
Hello guys, I am again. I would like to do a one shot by August, but I do not know what I am afraid to do it. If any ideas, please comment or send me DM. ( *・ω・)ノ
So this is the second part of Headcanons Spicy Version. (* ̄∇ ̄) ノ