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[yourstrulyprincess]

ExHusband!Nanami x Black reader

Description:Nanami divorced you but really wants you want back.

Warnings: smut

(no mentions of Y/N definitely ooc idk wth I was doing!)

You guys share a daughter named Imani or whatever yall wanna call it ⭐️😊

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Nanami had divorced you a year ago—worst decision of his life. He thought it would be for the better since the two of you were always arguing about him working so much, but he missed you so much; even though he saw you once a week because you guys were co-parenting. Every time he would come to pick up Imani, he would just stare at how even more beautiful you’ve gotten, your curves, your skin, your hair—it was everything he could ever want, but he just had to fuck it up and lose it all. It didn’t help that you were a woman of few words and whenever he did come pick up Imani, you would just give him a quick nod and hand Imani to him. He knew it was all his fault but he missed you so bad.

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Today Nanami was standing outside your house with a big gift box in his hand. Today was Imani’s birthday and you insisted on having just having one big party instead of two separate ones. This would be the first time you two would be in the same room for more than five minutes. He couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t excited to be around you, the thought of having a conversation instead of small talk had his heart racing.

Nanami pushed the door open, a small smile appearing on his face when he saw Imani running around with her friends in a pretty pink princess costume. — When Imani spotted Nanami eyes lit up running towards him grasping onto his leg looking up at him smiling. “Miss me?” Nanami smiled lifting up Imani and spinning her around.

You were watching from across the room a soft smile on your face. You loved seeing Nanami’s face light up whenever he saw Imani. Having a kid really changed him.

You slowly walked up to the pair placing a hand on Nanami’s shoulder “How are you doing, hun?” You asked quietly waiting for Nanami to see you.

“Ahh.. there’s that beautiful voice I’ve been missing.” He leaned in for a kiss—force of habit. He realized what he was about to do when you pulled away putting your hand in his face. He shot you an apologetic smile while setting Imani down letting her runoff to her friends. “Sorry, love.. you know how I am around you.” He whispered, pulling you away to sit outside.

“Yeah I do, but I feel like you have no right.. You know since you divorced me and all, Nanami.” You murmured sitting down;swirling your wine around in your glass.

Nanami huffed sitting next to you his hand on your thigh. “I know and I regret it everyday, love. I thought it would be for the better, but I deeply regret my decision. You look absolutely stunning tonight. I honestly am struggling to keep my hands off your beautiful figure.” Nanami cooed rubbing your thigh up and down. “I’m just genuinely stunned on how lovely you look in this dress, the yellow brings out your skin, truthfully.” He was looking at you with so much admiration, you almost forgot you two weren’t together anymore.

“I appreciate that, Nanami.. anyways I thought I would let you know that you do not need to take Imani today, because she will be staying with my parents. If that’s alright with you actually” you hinted tilting your head waiting for him to answer.

Nanami nodded quickly “That’s absolutely fine. Do you need company? You’re going to be all alone in this big house.” Nanami asked his hands moving up your body.

“As of I’m not alone every other weekend when you take Imani, but sure I could need some help cleaning up after the party.” You chuckled, taking a sip of your wine. Nanami was just watching you; leaning forward to wipe the drop off wine that fell onto your cleavage. “You’re going to be the death of me” Nanami muttered to himself.

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The party had ended it was just you and Nanami in the house, he was washing dishes and you were sweeping; soft RnB playing in the background. “I can’t believe your parents got Imani a puppy. The things they’ll do for her” you giggled softly pausing your sweeping to face him.

“I know. I wasn’t even aware they were going to do that, but she seems happy so that’s all that matters.” Nanami stated not pausing his cleaning.

You walked up behind Nanami looking at the dishes. “I see you still can’t fully clean a dish” you pushed him out the way taking over his cleaning. Nanami just smirked wrapping an arm around your waist from behind “And I see you’re still as controlling as ever” Nanami whispered in your ear smiling.

You shook your head pushing him smiling. “You are something else..I’m going to shower now, you can wait on that couch or in my bedroom, it’s up to you.” You whispered in his ear walking away.

“Of course she’s still a tease.” Nanami mumbled, his feet moving on their own to your bedroom. — Your bedroom was nice a neat filled with your favorite color. He walked around looking at the pictures at the wall, he wasn’t shocked to see photos of the three of you guys, what he was shocked to see was photos of just you two, with no Imani in it. Nanami was surprised you would keep those pictures up, he was going to bring that up to you later, but for now he was just going to wait for you on your king bed.

Nanami rubbed his chin as he watched you submerge from the bathroom in a thin silk marabou robe, hair hidden by your bonnet, you just looked delicious, absolutely beautiful naturally. He watched you grabbed your lotion and he sat up. “Let me put that on for you. You know, for old time sakes.” Nanami stood up grabbing the bottle from your hand and gently pushed you onto the bed.

He squirted a decent amount onto his hand and started applying lotion to your thighs slowly, making sure to get every inch and crevice of your body. Nanami leaned in to press his nose against your thigh. “You smell edible.” He whispered trailing his face up from your thigh to kiss your neck.

You put your hands onto his shoulder “Nanami, we’re divorced for a reason.” You murmured, but he could your words meant nothing— you wanted this just as bad as he did.

“Yes, we are divorced. And I cannot express how deeply I regret my decision. I’ve been craving you every single day since the divorce finalized, I know it’s selfish of me since I requested the divorce— but I miss seeing your beautiful face when I wake up, I miss your different hairstyles, I miss your smile, and I miss this body.. my body” Nanami proclaimed, pulling you flush against him.

You nodded looking up at him “I understand, I just wish you hadn’t made such a rash decision instead of us just talking it out.” You whinged, pulling at Nanami’s tie.

“Honestly I just thought being away from you would be for the better but I thought wrong. It only made my obsession for you grow. You know what they say being away from someone makes the heart grow fonder.” His fingers were fiddling with the band of your robe slowly pulling it apart. Nanami let your robe fall off, admiring you in your naked glory. “Oh, how I’ve missed this body.” He coeed, reaching up to grip your breast with both hands, he always had a fascination with your boobs and your smooth neck—apart from your face, that’s what drew him in when he first met you years back when you were working at that bakery. The two of you had come so far and he ruined it, but that was out of mind for tonight.

Nanami took one of your nipples into his mouth swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud, his hand squeezing the unoccupied tit. He was tuning your gasp out, focusing on the meal in front of him. Your hand reached out to squeeze his bulge you know just for leverage. That caused Nanami to pull back with a pop his eyes wide. “Oh, so you’re playing dirty?” He tilts his head, unfastening his tie.

Once the tie was all the way off, he wrapped it around your wrist pulling your hands above your head. “I think that’ll teach you..” Nanami crouched down between your thighs not wasting any time to lick a strip up your clit. He started eating you out like a starved man, pushing your legs apart to get more access to you. Your hips were bucking into his face, wrist struggling against the restraint.

Nanami pushed two fingers inside you, his tongue swirling around your clit. Another gasp fell from your lips, the least he could do was warn you. Nanami was pumping his fingers inside quickly, licking you up like you were a lollipop.

He looked down up at you to see your reaction, your eyes were closed and your head was thrown back into the pillow chasing your orgasm. Nanami kept thrusting his finger allowing you to finish all over his fingers. He slowly pulled out bringing his fingers to your mouth. “Taste” he demanded pushing his fingers into your mouth. You licked his digits looking up at him in a daze. “Are we done?” You asked quietly and Nanami scoffed at the question, pushing his pants down, giving you the answer.

“I’m assuming you don’t mind if I don’t wear a condom?” He tilts his head waiting for your answer, when you nodded at him— he pulled his boxers down letting his long girth spring out. He gave it a few strokes before lining it up with your entrance. You put your legs on his shoulders preparing yourself, but he didn’t push in, he teased your already overused clit with his tip causing your body to squirm under him. You knew you were in no position to make a demand so you just allowed him to tease your clit and folds.

Nanami pushed all in with one thrust grabbing onto your ankles to secure himself. You felt so good around him, better than he remembered. Your moans were loud and clear, he was pretty sure anyone in a 100 miles proximity could hear you, and he wasn’t complaining one bit, he wanted everyone to know you were back with him.

“Are you comfortable?” Nanami asked, his hands dropping to your hips to lift them up to angle himself better. You opened your mouth to speak but only moans came out, so you just nodded in response.

His thrust were slow and gentle, knowing you were already overworked from his fingers, also for his own good, he had been celibate ever since the divorce, and right now he felt like he could cum at any second.

You were squeezing around his cock with a tight warm grip. You could feel your release was on the way and so could Nanami— his hand outstretched, getting back to work on your sore clit, rubbing it in tight circles. The pleasure was overbearing, you came all over his dick your body going limp.

Nanami smiled feeling you climax on him, he always liked to let you finish before he did. He let his thrust became quicker, his hand reached for your boobs squeezing them with both hands. He pulled on your nipples rolling them between his thumb and index as he chased his climax and shot thick hot ropes of his load inside you, he gave a couple more strokes before pulling out. His cream and yours combined was leaking out of your hole.

Nanami reached forward removing his tie from your wrist, lifting you up into his arms holding you tightly walking to the bathroom. “I guess you have to shower again, but you’re fine with that, right?” Nanami whispered in your ear stroking your back

You weren’t listening to a word he was saying, your head buried in his neck, you were overwhelmed with pleasure and love. You just allowed nanami to bathe you, as long as you got to be close to him.

He was drying your body off smiling. “Do you want me to get your favorite ice cream? Watch a movie? It’s up to you since I just wore you out, love.”

[yourstrulyprincess]

Pathetic!Choso x Dominant!black reader 🤍

Warnings: teeny bit of angst ): and smut :)

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Never in your life would you be caught dead talking to the ‘weird’ kids— you didn’t have anything personal against them. It’s just that your friends always made fun of them, and you being seen with them? That would tank your reputation like crazy, and popularity meant a lot to you.

But you just couldn’t resist Choso, especially when he asked you out pathetically in the rain with soggy roses and a pathetic frown.

Nobody knew about their relationship— and honestly he didn’t care if you were ashamed to be seen with him in public, as long as he got you every night that’s all that mattered to him. He loved you so much even though the two of you only been dating for 5 months.

Currently you were with Choso and his band watching them, your face grimaced while listening. “Cho you guys sound horrible. Can’t you guys try something different?” You questioned with a puzzled look on your face.

Choso eyes darted towards you “What should I change, baby?” He tilts his heads a frown forming on his face; he really valued your opinion a lot, so he was willing to take your advice by any means.

“I dunno.. it just sounds like a lot of things at once, Cho. Doesn’t sound appealing, but then again I don’t like none of the music yall make. It all sounds horrible. So take my opinion with a grain of salt.” You huffed in annoyance, you were bored and just wanted to hang out with your boyfriend one on one.

He nods slowly getting up to walk towards you, wrapping his arm around your waist “You look bored. Are you bored?” He asked quietly crouching down to rest his face on your breast. “We can do something if you’re bored..whatever you want.” He murmured in your ear.

You sighed pushing him away “Go practice I know you guys have a gig coming up.” You chuckled looking up at his love struck expression— you could honestly curse his whole life and he would say thank you.

“Okay baby.. do you want to sit on my lap as I practice at-least?” He questioned intertwining his fingers with yours pulling you to your feet.

You nodded and followed him to his drum set, he slid into the stool and pulled you onto his lap “Your body feels amazing against me. So great, so amazing, I love you so much.” Choso whispered while kissing your ear, disregarding the presence of his bandmates.

You pulled away from the kisses “Concentrate, you need this money from the gig to buy me that new purse.” You shoved your phone in his face to remind him what he was working for.

He nods quickly, not even attempting to push the phone away “Of course baby.. I’ll get to work.” He chirped picking up his drumsticks hitting them together to indicate to his band he was about to start.

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You had been sitting on Chosos lap for a good hour now, squirming on his lap trying to find a comfortable spot on his lap. Choso was hard and wasn’t hiding it well. His fingernails were digging into your sides letting occasional whimpers slip from his lips whenever you moved around on his lap. “Are you okay, love?Am I hurting you?” He asked his voice low and needy.

You shook your head looking back at you “I’m okay, but I need you to calm down though. I’m not having sex tonight.. I’m just not in the mood.” You bemoaned standing up from his lap abruptly “I’m tired and I think I’m gonna head home.” You looked down at him sleepily running your fingers through his hair.

“I totally understand, I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. Do you want me to drive you home?” Choso sniffled looking up at you sadly.

“I’m okay Cho, I only live five minutes away. I would appreciate if you walk me outside though.” You responded sluggishly, extending your hand to help him up. —

The two of you walked hand in hand til you reached his porch; his arms snaked around your waist pulling you in, his face buried in your neck inhaling your scent. “Mmh, when am I going to see you again? Please tell me soon.. Tomorrow perchance? I can get you back stage for my gig.” He breathed into your neck placing soft love bites on it.

You shrugged leaning into his touch “I dunno I have a party tommrow people expect me there, but I’ll see if I make to the end of the show.. don’t count me on that though.” You admitted quietly rubbing his back.

He nods, but you could tell he was hurt and trying to mask it “i understand.. i just hope you can though, this means so much to me.” Choso snivelled pulling away from you.

“Yeah Choso, I know. I just said I’ll try to make it, okay?” You spoke, your tone sharp. The look on his face just gave defeated, he nods avoiding eye contact— if Choso looked at you he would instantly cry.

You turnt away without a word or a glance back your figure disappearing into the night. Choso could feel that tears prickling his eyes, his hand came up to quickly wipe them before heading back to his band.

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The day of Chosos show had arrived, he was nervously chewing the inside of cheek looking around the venue for you, asking around and everything— but to no surprise, you weren’t there for him. Once again you put your reputation over him. He couldn’t even lie, it hurt so much. He tried everything, buy the things you wanted, take you on dates, and most importantly he showed up— everything just felt unrequited. He wanted this to end, but he loved you so much, being away from you would break him, even if that meant enduring this pain. Choso just felt so stupid for thinking something would change and for once you would show up.

Yuji was adjusting the chords on his guitar when he noticed Choso, seemingly deep in thought, his breathing heavy, clenching his shirt. “Yo, Choso! Are you okay?” Yuji stood up setting his guitar aside placing a hand on Chosos trembling shoulder. “Dude..? What’s up talk to me. You’re shaking like crazy right now.” Yujis grip on his shoulder tightened leading Choso to a chair.

“She’s not here” Choso muttered out tears falling down his face. “She is not here.” He repeated louder, shaking his head as if he was denying it.

Yuji nodded rubbing Chosos back “She’s not here Choso, but you need to calm down. You already knew she wasn’t gonna come. Stop having so much hope for someone who couldn’t give two shits about you, I know it’s harsh coming from me but stop giving her the time of day honestly. You keep giving her chances after chances and she still doesn’t change. That shows she doesn’t care Choso.” Yuji croaked looking at Choso apolitically.

Choso shook his head in denial “I.. still have hope, show doesn’t start for another 4 minutes, Yuji.” Even Choso himself couldn’t believe his own words, you weren’t coming. He wasn’t a priority to you.

“Choso, she’s not coming so forget it. You need to focus on the show, You have hundreds of people that actually want to see you right now, pour into the people that value you.” Yuji bellowed slapping Chosos back enthusiastically. Choso turnt to Yuji giving him a half smile.

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The show had come to an end. The committee was cleaning up and Choso and his band were unplugging their equipment. You slipped into the venue your brow raised moving your way towards Choso

“Cho? Am I early where is everyone?” You questioned tilting your head looking up at him. His eyes widened hearing your voice, he spun around quickly pulling you into a hug, completely forgetting everything Yuji said. He was happy you were here even if you missed his performance “It’s over .. but I’m glad you’re here.” Choso whimpered in your ear holding you tightly.

You frowned looking up at him “Oh well.. sorry Cho, I got you something though.” You reached in your pink tote bag pulling out a gift card to a instrument store “I know it can’t make up for me missing the show but just take it to replace some of yall equipment because it looks trashy.” You smiled seeing his expression light up—you really did have him wrapped around your finger.

Choso pulled back from the hug gently taking the card from your hand smiling looking at it “Thank you baby. I’m so happy! Do you want to come over to my house?” Choso asked tilting his head looking at you with pleading eyes.

You grabbed his collar softly “Look down my shirt.” You dared looking at him with a hint of mischief in your eyes. Choso was suspicious but reluctantly looked down your shirt; eyes widening seeing the purple lingerie, his favorite colour. You really knew how to get men to forgive you. “I can’t wait til we get home.. please let’s go to my dressing room” He begged his hand reaching down to grip your ass.

You smiled pinching his side “Do you promise to be good?” You questioned tilting your head to side looking up at him. Choso nodded quickly, leading you to his dressing room. The moment you two made he hooked his hands under your thighs lifting you up like you weighed nothing.

Choso carefully sat you on the desk stepping back to examine your body “Even more beautiful than i remember..” he said more to himself than to you. You rolled your eyes “Are you just gonna watch or you gonna take what you want?” You spread your legs a little to show him up your short skirt.

Chosos breathed hitched at the damp fabric. His hand inched between your legs slowly, thumb brushing against your sensitive clit. When you let out a moan that only furthered his desire, Choso pulled you panties to the side rubbing your slickness around your puffy folds.

Your arms wrapped around his neck pressing a kiss against his lips, a harsh, tender kiss. He was desperately trying to keep up with the kiss while also fingering you, but he couldn’t. Choso pulled his hand back from between your legs and pulled you against his body deepening the kiss.

“I don’t want to be in control.. you have to do it.” Choso whispered in your ear his voice whiney and pathetic. You looked up “You really think it’s that easy? You have to beg” you snapped pushing him away from you.

Choso looked up at you his eyes wide “please I’ll do anything. You’re killing me here..” he palmed himself through his pants. His eyes big and pleading.

“Lay down, loser.” You spat jumping off the desk waiting for him to obey. Choso sat on the couch laying his back against it. You walked over to him slowly, straddling his bulge grinding down on it. He threw his head back—reaching out to grip your hips. “Get your fucking hands off me!” You exclaimed slapping his hand.

Choso bit his lip extracting his hand— he loved when you were dominant it turnt him on beyond words. Your hand was messing with his belt undoing it. You slid his pants and boxers down at the same time letting his shaft spring out. Hard and leaking. You lifted your hips up, lining him up with your entrance. Your body sunk down completely enveloping him.

Choso moaned his eyes locking shut his mouth hanging open as you road him like there was no tomorrow. Your hand came up covering his mouth “You wouldn’t want your band to hear right? They’ll know how much of a loser you are. Always coming back to the girl that neglects you.” You whispered in his ear while giggling.

He nodded allowing you to cover his mouth. You bounced up and down on him— the room filling up with wet squelching. Choso already knew he wasn’t going to last long at this rate his balls already tightening. “.. I’m not going to last” he whispered in embarrassment.

“I don’t think I heard you right. You said weren’t going to last?” You repeated loudly. “You’re such a fucking loser” the snicker fell from your lips as you pulled off him.

Choso was red from embarrassment as you kneeled between his legs stuffing his shaft between your breast. You were lifting your chest up and down to stimulate him. He was playing with your hair softly trying to distract himself from the pleasure.

Your breast moved up and down faster and Choso was gripping on your hair harder “Sorry sorry sorry sorry!” He repeated over and over like a chant. You let the hair pulling slide just this once as you watched Choso explode all over your breast. “Look what you did. Did you even ask me?” You hit him on the shoulder while pulling back. He shook his head sadly trying to clean you up.

You pushed his hands away “lick me clean.” You demanded and without a second thought Chosos tongue was lapping your breast cleaning up every single drop of his come. Your fingers were running through his hands smiling “You’re really a good boy.” Choso gushed at that looking up at you “Am I?” He asked tilting his head.

“Mhm you very much are.”

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Yeah he’s a little bit of a bird in this.

[yourstrulyprincess]

Football Eren x Majorette black reader

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You were breathing heavily; sweat dripping down your face. The football game had been going on for and hour, you’ve been dancing in this ridiculous heat and it practically the hottest day of the year, and here you were dancing for a team that didn’t even appreciate the efforts. Sometimes you wondered if you should continue doing this— you felt like nobody was even paying attention.

Once half time was announced you signed with joy, stepping down the bleachers carefully so you wouldn’t fall and bust your ass.

You were walking with your head down so nobody would see how melted your make up was; that’s when you bumped into someone.

You looked up to see Eren Jeager the football quarterback and notorious play boy. You practically had to hold back an eye roll, it was really a one sided beef. You didn’t like him because he was too loud, a player, any just plain out fucking annoying, but at the end of the day that was your best friend.

“You really gotta watch where you’re going.” Eren chuckled a smirk gracing his face as he looked down at you.

This time you actually rolled your eyes to show your annoyance towards him. “My head was down; didn’t know where I was going, yours was up so you knew where you were going. So how about you watch where you’re going.” You spat trying to walk past him, but he grabbed your forearm.

“Okay chill! Maybe I did bump into you on purpose but I just wanted to tell you that you did good in your lil performance.” He grinned giving you direct eye contact.

You groaned rubbing your face “Stop lying you weren’t watching that shit. You’re literally on the field the whole time.” The huff fell from your lips quietly as you tried to push his arm off yours, but he was too darn strong.

“No seriously I was watching!” He exclaimed mimicking one of the dance moves you were doing up there, he looked really dumb doing it.

You had to hold back you laugh looking away from him “You look stupid” you giggled pushing him off of you sarcastically wiping the ‘dust’ off from where he had his hand.

“For real though you should come to the after party it’s gonna be big ya know, last game of the season.” Eren suggested putting his arm on your shoulder again.

You tilted your head looking up at him “Oh are you guys going to celebrate your loss?” You questioned pushing his hand off once more.

Erens face scowled up as he pulled his hand back feeling offended “For the record we still have 2 quarters left and last time we checked we’re up by 18” he argued looking away; his scowl deep.

You shrugged not caring once bit about him being offended “Whatever. I’m not going to that party though so find someone else to bring as your plus once” you shook your head, you refuse to go to a party full of sweaty football players and cock thirsty fan girls.

“How about I take you to dinner instead!” He expressed grabbing your hand bringing it up to his cheek.

“I dunno, you really would miss a celebration party for dinner with me? This seems like something you would tell all your hoes.. ya know since you’re a player.” You mumbled putting distance between you two.

Eren stepped closer frowning “I’m not a player where’d you hear that from? You’re just pretty and I wanted to approach you.” He whispered.

“..I’ll think about it, come back to me when the games done” You murmured quickly walking away before he could get another word out.

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The game had ended and Erens team had beat the other school by a landslide, he didn’t stay to celebrate—he quickly went searching for you.

He spotted you on a bench fixing your makeup, Eren ran towards you sliding into the seat. “Hey pretty girl, made up your mind yet?” He asked tilting his head chewing on his bottom lip nervously.

“I dunno Eren, I’m sweating balls I know I don’t smell or look good at all” You mumbled shrugging not looking at him.

Eren leaned in—pressing his nose right against your neck. “Uhnt Uhnt you smell so good and you look even more beautiful, but if you’re worried I can sneak you into the boys lock room, we have showers.” He chirped waiting for your answer

Your eyes widened “Yall have showers? That’s totally unfair, Yall boys do not deserve that shit.” Your face grimaced in annoyance at the special treatment the boys received.

He chuckled helping you up “I mean we do smell worse then yall it’s a proven fact.” Eren stated while leading you to the locker room.

Once the both of you arrived infront the locker room he peaked his head inside to make sure it was empty. When he confirmed it was in fact empty he led you inside.

The stench of the locker room hit your nose instantly, you understood immediately why the boys needed the showers— it smelt like straight up dog shit. You plugged your nose gagging, Eren smirked at this little reaction. “You understand now?” He asked, and you nodded quickly.

“Anyways, these are the showers. I think it would be less suspicious if I’m in there with you.. ya know so I can cover for you” he smirked waiting to see your reaction.

“You’re so corny deadass.” You snorted but reluctantly making room for him. He smiled widely stripping out his clothes, you followed also removing your clothes.

The water was running down both of your bodies. Eren was trying not to look at your body— but he was just a boy with a beautiful girl in front of him. His hands encircled around your waist pressing his completely bare body around you; hard on snuggled right on your ass.

“Eren you starting something you won’t be able to come back from” you whispered as he grinds his hips into you.

He turns you around to lift you up by your ass; your legs wrapped around his waist “I’m willing to take that risk.” Eren expressed pressing his lips onto your neck slowly backing you into a wall. He trailed his lips up your jaw to push a kiss onto your plump lips. His tip was rubbing against your clit as he deepened the kiss.

You pulled away throwing your head back to let out a moan. He watched your reaction closely, teasing you with his tip slowly; spreading all your juices around. “Just fucking put it in stop teasing.” You exclaimed slapping his face softly.

“That’s hot as fuck” Eren smirked grabbing his shaft lining it up with your entrance. You whimpered trying to push yourself down onto him impatiently.

“So impatient, is the dick that good?” He asked, before finally thrusting up into you sharply. Your nails clawed at his back leaning in to moan in his ear.

The door to the locker room opened and you could hear all the guys from the football team piling in. You tried to push Eren off of you, trying to still his movements, but that only made him thrust up into you faster “Mmh do you want me to stop? Or can you be quiet for me?” He whispered with his sultry voice—his long tongue tracing the cartilage of your ear.

You looked up at him nodding, giving him the confirmation to continue. His hand came up your mouth as he rammed his cock into you. “You gotta be quiet baby, wouldn’t want us to get kicked off our teams would ya?” The words came out seductively, he bit the sweet spot on your neck.

There was chatter outside the shower— you couldn’t make out anything they were saying, you felt too good right now.

Erens thrust weren’t faltering whatsoever, but you could feel that you were close, he could feel it too, that’s what prompted him to go even faster. Your nails dug into his neck tears falling onto his shoulders your body going limp as you came all over his cock.

Eren groaned instantly pulling out “Get on your knees, please.” He pushed you down slowly til you were down. He stroked his dick over your breast quickly with one hand, other hand holding onto the wall behind you.

You looked up at him with messed up clusters and lip combo transferred from your lips to his neck. It was a sight to see.

Eren didn’t feel right cumming on your beautiful face so he aimed down to come thick ropes on your boobs. He sighed letting out a breath he didn’t know he was a holding. Eren helped you up, holding your trembling body upright as he washed you off softly.

“Soo.. are we still on for the restaurant? It’s on me.”

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😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[yourstrulyprincess]

kyōtani kentarō x black bimbo reader

Warning: smut eventually (ooc I think?)

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You and Kyōtani had been dating since freshman year, the two of you were currently seniors. Nobody expected you two last long at all— solely on the fact you were the most bubbliest person known to man. You were kind, friendly and talkative, Kyōtani on the other hand had made quite a name for himself— everyone called him mad dog, he was stoic, always getting into fights, and had the meanest mug ever. The only reason you two were together is because you bothered him 25/8 during freshmen year, sticking to him like a leech. You were persistent he had to give you that, that’s why he stopped trying to push you away cause no matter how rude he was— you never let up and eventually you two started dating.

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Current day you were straddling Kyōtani’s lap running your long pink acrylics through his buzz cut. “You know you should put my name on your bald head” you smiled looking up at him, his scold deepening further when you called him bald.

“I’m not bald, I have hair.” He murmured leaning back on his bed resting his arms behind his head. You couldn’t stop smiling every time you were around him you just had heart eyes.

You pulled on his lip piercing with your right hand the other hand roaming his abs “We have to get ready the costume party is starting soon!” You exclaimed bouncing on his lap excitedly.

He grunts rolling his hips up to meet your movement “This fucking party, we can’t just stay home?” He asked in annoyance pulling you down harder on his crotch.

You pout looking down at him your hands trailing his blonde happy trail “but I already got a costume. It’s really cute, We can’t just not go!” You shouted in his ear while biting on it.

He flinched when you yelled in his ear pushing you softly off his lap “whatever go put your damn costume on, but you better not expect me to wear a stupid costume.” He shrugs sitting up to make sure he didn’t push you that hard.

“I got us matching costumes! You have to wear it! If you don’t I’ll ignore you for 8 weeks” you beamed getting up to pull the costumes out your big pink tote bag “I’m going to be Lola bunny! You’re bugs bunny” you held the costumes up smiling throwing it at him. He reluctantly grabs the costume sighing going to put it in on.

You didn’t care you stripped down changing infront of him, you could feel his eyes on your body causing you to giggle as you shimmied into your costume. The shorts were practically underwear and the top was tight and sinful “Kyo I need help attaching my tail” you frowned waiting for him to come over and attach it.

He groans walking over, his costume was now on. You squealed he looks so cute! Kyōtanis hands were on your ass squeezing while attaching your tail for you. “This is too short” he murmured trying to pull your shorts down to cover your ass cheeks— to no avail.

You shrug smiling wrapping your arms around him “who cares! I only have my eyes on you! They can stare but only you get to taste.” You chirped while kissing his neck tattoo.

His bit his lip looking down at you smacking your ass, craning his neck to watch it jiggle “You need to stop before we end up staying home from this party.” He whispered in your ear kneading your ass.

You smiled looking up at him “okay I’ll stop! Let’s go now, we’ll be late.” You grinned skipping your way to his car.

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The party was loud, flashing lights, the smell of weed,alcohol,and sex. You were gripping his hand tightly as you pointed at your friends “Baby! I’m going to my friends! Your friends are over there so bye” you sang pressing a kiss on his lips as you walked away, he watched your ass rubbing his chin before finally turning around to meet his friends.

Even though you two were apart his eyes were on you the whole time, his scowl deep, he watched you shake your ass on your friends playfully. “Kentarō, are you paying attention? Pass the damn blunt.” One of the Miya twins cursed waiting impatiently. Kyōtani had been blank staring at you for a good five minutes frozen, his friends had peeped this smirking.

“He’s staring at his girl obviously leave the man alone” someone chuckled pointing at you; which you were on top of a table shaking your ass.

Kyōtani pushed through the crowd aggressively pulling you off the table hard, but not enough to hurt you “What the hell? Do you not see all these men fucking looking at you” he fumed dragging you into an empty bathroom.

“Okayyyy whatever! They’re looking at me but I’m not looking at them! Stop being jealous. I’m shaking what my mother gave me and having fun!” You giggled grinding your ass on him playfully

He growled grinding into you pushing you onto the counter ripping your shorts off “Hey! What the hell this costume was expensive, imbecile.” you sassed as your breast pressed against the mirror.

Kyōtani wasted no time shoving two fingers into your dripping heat, pumping them in and out roughly as you gripped the edge of the counter “Kyo! Slow down-!” You moaned, he could tell your words had no intent behind them so he pumped his fingers into you faster slowly adding a third finger stretching you out.

You bunny ears were sliding off your head your curls frizzing up by humid it was. Your walls were closing in on his fingers indicating you were close, he smirked pulling his fingers out. You gasped looking back at him “What the fuck?” You exclaimed turning back to hit your shoulder “I was close put your fingers back in!” The complain fell from your lips as a moan.

“Mmm.. no, I want head.” Kyōtani smirked pulling on your curls softly. He reached on your wrist grabbing the rubber band to pull your curls in a low ponytail.

You raised a brow pouting “Will you let me finish if I do?” You asked— he nodded slowly smiling which didn’t feel right on his mean face “But don’t sit on the toilet because that’s unsanitary.. can we go to your car or something?” He nods pulling your ripped shorts back onto your curvy hips. He led you outside to his car.

Kyōtani sat on the pink leather seats, which you had convinced him to buy for his car. His legs were spreads as you were sat in between untying his basketball shorts pulling them down. His shaft sprung out hard and leaking, you looked at him smiling as you tease his pink tip with your fingers. He wasn’t making sounds just watching you.

You leaned down making sure your ass was arched enough for him to see as you took him into your mouth completely, you were used to it nothing new. He groans his hand hesitant above your head “Can I put my hands in your hair?” He grunted out.

You pulled back looking up at him “Don’t you see how messy my curls already are?” You leaned back down spitting on his tip then taking him back into your mouth. Your cheeks hallowed against his cock as his hands tangled in your curls softly, just resting there not pushing you down.

He was groaning his toes curling as your head bobbed up and down his dick with a quick pace “Your doing good really good, beautiful” he murmured using his free hand to cover his eyes, he didn’t wanna seem like a pussy and finish in 30 seconds but the way you’re looking up at him and jiggling your ass had him in a trance he had to look away before he busted in your mouth.

You pace quickened even faster then before and he couldn’t hold it, he let a load down your throat with a loud moan. You pulled back looking up at him, your mouth opened to show him you swallowed everything “Are you going to let me finish now?” You asked taking your shorts off and rotating to sit on his bare lap rubbing your puffy folds against his overworked dick.

His eyes were half lidded as he slapped your ass harshly leaving his hand print on your plump cheek. He grabbed his shaft guiding it into your cunt, he shoved it in with no warning. You let out a loud moan looking back at him “No warning? You’re so needy” you bit your lip grabbing onto the door handle. The car windows were fogging up and the car was rocking slowly with his fast thrust. He was not the type to go easy on you during sex. He squeezed your ass, pulling on your ponytail.

“Look back at me” Kyōtani demanded hitting your ass once more “I want to see your pretty face.” He groans when you finally look back at him your eyes glossy with tears of pleasure “you are so gorgeous everything about you.” He pulled your curls softly pulling you up to grip your boob. Your ass was bouncing against him, the slapping sounds were being drowned out by whatever PND song was playing on the radio.

You were close— so was Kyōtani. “Do you want me to pull out?” He questioned his thrust never halting. You shook your head not vocally saying anything, voice strained from all your moaning you had did.

He gave a thrust as he emptied his load into you, he didn’t stop though; he wanted you to finish. He kept going not as fast as he was before but continued.

Your body went limp as your squirt hit his lap she fell onto the leather seats face squished against it breathing heavily. Kyōtani was rubbing your back in comforting manner, both of you not saying a word. Just enjoying the presence of each other.

[yourstrulyprincess]

Frat!Gojo x Shy black reader

Warnings: smut eventually

It had been an exhausting day—midterms were coming up, that meant nothing else was on your mind other than studying. Your days consisted of waking up, going to classes, and then studying. Today specifically you had spent around 4 hours in the library re-writing notes and reading textbooks; in your opinion that was more effective than studying online. You couldn’t be bothered to go by your dorm. You were roommates with one of the popular girls, it wasn’t like she was rude—she was actually really kind, it’s just that she practically had a new guy every day, and they weren’t quiet in the slightest. This is why you preferred your quiet days in the library, but you couldn’t spend the whole day at the library; it obviously had its closing time. You reluctantly made your way to the dormitories, mentally preparing yourself for whatever you were about to walk in on.

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What you didn’t expect to walk in on was Satoru fucking Gojo laying on your couch shirtless like he was the owner of the place. You glanced around seeing your roommate no where in sight that sparked major confusion in you.

“What are you doing here, girl?” Gojo raised an eyebrow scanning you from head to toe his eyebrow cocked up. Like he had any authority asking that while he was in your house.

“This is my dorm” you mutter quietly avoiding eye contact, it wasn’t like you were scared or anything you just had a hard time maintaining eye contact with really anyone.

He nods not making any form of movement to show he was leaving “Mmmh alright then” he shrugs like this wasn’t a problem.

“May I ask why you’re in here, Gojo?” You asked tilting your head looking everywhere but at him you were chewing on your bottom plump lip; a little habit you picked up when you were in awkward situations.

He rolled his eyes, groaning dramatically. “Don’t get me started! This was supposed to be a two-man! Me and Geto were supposed to each have a girl, but of course his ass tricked me! It’s only one fucking girl here, and of course he gets her, and I don’t have a damn ride, so I’m stuck here!” He exclaimed dramatically, throwing his hands in the air. He was purposely speaking loudly like he wanted someone to hear — so you assumed your roommate and Geto were in the room together.

“I’m sorry I’m not following” You mumbled in confusion pulling at your braids. His eyes squinted in annoyance “What’s there not to understand? I just explained it to you in perfect detail!” Gojo blurted glaring at you as if you were stupid.

“I’m just not understanding the term two man you used” You answered honestly, you weren’t a chronically online person you rarely used your phone, it was there for phone calls and texts.

He groaned dragging his hand down his face “Two man.. like fucking two girls at the same time .. like I’m fucking a girl and my friend is fucking a girl.” He explained slowly like he was talking to something delicate.

Your eyes widened releasing your lip from between your teeth “That’s extremely weird. You’re that comfortable with your friends?” You questioned finally meeting his gaze.

“I mean it’s not that serious when I’m deep in the pussy and that euphoria hits I lowkey forget he’s there” he chuckles his eyes going blank like he was recalling a memory of some sort.

You shook your head up and down slowly. This was definitely not a conversation you were expecting to happen this late; but the night was still young, so what did you expect? “Well, I’m sorry that happened to you. Do you want something to drink?” You asked softly, finally bending down to unlace your sneakers.

Gojo didn’t answer his gaze instantly dropping to your ass, for someone so shy you sure of hell did wear tight ass jeans that accentuated that fat ass. You were completely oblivious to sharp stares he was giving your ass.

You slipped your shoes off, placing them on the rack neatly. Your eyes rolled as you saw how messily your roommate had left her shoes. You bent down further to straighten all her heels out for her. “Gojo, I asked if you would like something to drink.” You repeated a bit louder this time, because in your mind you thought he just couldn’t hear you.

Gojo quickly snapped out of his trance, licking his dry lips to wet them up. “Uh yeah, I’ll take a can of beer.” He muttered, grabbing a pillow and placing it on his lap.

“But you’re only twenty. You can’t legally drink,” the words quickly came out of your mouth like she was enforcing rules of some sort.

Gojo sighed, slapping a hand over his face for the 100th time. You were really annoying. “Okay, but who gives a fuck? Are you the feds? It’s really not that fucking serious,” he grumbled under his breath. He currently had a lot of pent-up desire and annoyance, and you weren’t making it better whatsoever.

Your hands went up in surrender as you walked away to get the beer. His gaze never left your body, even as you walked back toward him. His gaze was focused on your angelic face because you were really that beautiful, the whole package. He’s not sure why he was just now starting to notice. He shook his head, grabbing the beer from your hand, cracking it open.

“I’m going to change… do you need company or are you fine here on your own?” You questioned, looking down at him.

He quickly shook his head. “mm make sure to come back. I need company.” He grumbled, his voice smooth and gravely. You nodded, and once again, he watched your frame disappear.

“Fuck,” he sat up, extracting the pillow from his lap to see the damage. His dick was hard, straining against his pants zipper. He would be lying if he said it didn’t hurt like hell.

He was wondering if he had enough time to just whip it out and get some tension off, but knowing you, probably wouldn’t want to leave him alone for too long. You were honestly just nice like that.

As if you were reading his mind, you submerged from your bedroom, and Gojo physically had to hold his mouth shut. You were wearing a tank top, obviously with nothing underneath, and shorts that weren’t initially short, but every step you took, they would ride up, revealing more of your glistening brown thighs. His gaze roamed over your body appreciatively. He patted the cushion next to him. “Mhm, come sit. Come keep me company.” He mumbled, biting his lips.

You sat next to him, no question asked. Pulling your knees to your chest, you looked up at him. “Are you going to be alright? Is your friend ditching you affecting you?” You asked, leaning over to rub his shoulder.

He pouts looking up at you. “Yeah… it really is affecting me. I think I need a hug,” he said dramatically, opening his arms, expecting her to shut him down or laugh in his face. But the air left his lungs when you actually hugged him, her breast pressing against your chin.

“It’s okay.” You said kindly patting his back like you were one of his homeboys.

“Stop patting my back like I’m one of your homeboys,” he whispered, his hands inching down to squeeze your ass hard enough for you to let out a squeal. He smirked, pulling back.

“You liked that?” He smirked, waiting for an answer. When you nodded slowly, that just gave him further confirmation to keep on touching you. He leaned forward to squeeze your boob through your shirt, keeping his eyes on yours. “You’re so beautiful, you know that, right? I’m not just saying that because I’m horny or anything. You’re deadass fucking gorgeous,” he said while biting your ear, earning a whimper from you. That made his heart flutter. Usually, he would feel prideful to hear he made a girl moan, but something about you.

His hands were back on your ass, squeezing your flesh. “Can I take your shorts off? And possibly your underwear?” he said, the last part quickly. A quiet laugh came from your lips as you nodded.

He wasted no time sliding your pants and panties off. You took your tank off yourself. He appreciated you in all your glory for minutes on end, not touching, just watching “you are so beautiful, so beautiful.” He stroked your folds slowly, watching your reaction. Your face twisted in pleasure just from that one stroke.

“..it’s my first time” you admitted quietly as he was rubbing your clit. His eyes widened. “Are you deadass? Do you want me to stop?” He asked, starting to pull his hand back, but you just pulled him closer, shaking your head.

He was now on a mission to make you feel good but to make you comfortable in the process. He was in between your legs, licking up all your slickness as you let out soft moans, squeezing his head with your thick thighs, and he definitely wasn’t complaining.

His face was soaked with your wetness as you had orgasmed on his face multiple times already. He lifted his head from between your thighs to kiss you so you could taste yourself on his lips. It was a deep kiss, your body grinding against your bulge. He groaned into the kiss, gripping your hips tightly.

When he finally came back up for air, he took a deep breath and looked at you. “If you’re not ready to go all in, we can wait. I don’t mind.” He mumbled, leaning down to kiss your neck.

“I..I’m okay with it you just have to wear a condom” you mumbled scratching your nails on his neck.

“You ain’t say nothing but a word,” he reaches into his wallet, pulling out a condom and ripping it with his teeth. “You wanna put it on?” He asked, placing the condom in your hand.

You looked up at him nervously as you pulled the condom out, sliding it onto his shaft, which made him moan while digging his nails into your thighs.

He looked down at you as he rested his cock against your folds, teasing his tip on your clit to get you comfortable and wet. The two of you both decided missionary would be the least painful position for you to handle.

He dragged his tip down your clit, teasing your hole. You were gripping his arm, looking up at him with your pretty eyes that alone could’ve caused him to nut right away.

You whimpered as he pushed halfway inside of you, thrusting slowly. He was sure you weren’t ready for the whole thing yet. You were letting out loud moans even though he wasn’t giving you the whole thing. Gojo was squeezing your boob with one hand, the other hand rubbing your sensitive bundle of nerves in tight circles in the other.

The sensation was out of this world. You could barely handle it. You were squeezing the hell out of his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist, allowing him to push deeper into your pussy. He was definitely enjoying this. He was so close, grabbing onto every part of you, from your boobs to your delicious love handles. He was loving every second of your thickness.

Your walls started to close in on him, indicating you were close. That only prompted him to go faster while letting out loud groans himself. He pulled on your dark nipples, rolling them between his index and middle fingers. You grabbed your chain, which was dangling above you, as your climax came crashing down on you at the same time Gojo pulled out, removing his condom to finish on your stomach.

You both were panting, not muttering a word. You couldn’t move your legs, they were shaking, and you were still leaking. Gojo smiled, appreciating the sight as he leaned down to hug you, placing a kiss on your scalp.

“Think Geto and your roommate heard us?”