eyesforfuma

[eyesforfuma]

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma nsfw headcanons

disclaimers: pervy and nasty things, +18!!

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves public sex specifically car sex, in a parking lot, outside his place, he sometimes can't wait to get home and fuck you so he makes sure to take care of it as soon as possible

۶ৎpervy bf!yuma who loves caressing your thighs and pulling you closer to him when you sit next to him, sometimes throwing your leg on top of his to caress your inner thigh

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves whispering naughty things in public

"you look so hot in that skirt, i wish i could pull my pants down and fuck you right here in front of everybody"

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves lifting your skirt in public while no one is around just to get a reaction from you or even take a picture

۶��pervy nasty bf!yuma who fantasies about someone else watching him fuck you so he loves fucking you with the door of his room slightly open for everyone to hear and take a peak if they want

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves taking candid pictures while he is fucking you or even after hes done (he grabs his phone or camera the moment he sees his cum dripping from any part of your body)

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves jerking off to the pics he takes of you

۶ৎpervy bf!yuma who loooooves waking you up by massaging your ass and tits

۶ৎpervy bf!yuma who sends you intimate pictures knowing you are busy and won't stop spamming your messages until you see the pic

"babe, just know i will take care of it by looking at your pictures, i so badly need you around my cock right now"

۶ৎpervy bf!yuma who would suddenly starts dry humping your ass at random times just to get off and continue with his day like nothing happened

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves when your mouth is stuffed with his cock to the point you are barely able to get air

۶ৎnasty bf!yuma who loves filling you up with his load and watch it drip from your thighs, loves smearing his fluids all over your face

۶ৎpervy nasty bf!yuma who loves when you suck and drool all over his fingers, then wipes his fingers all over your neck and chest and just starts to lick the places where he traced his fingers (yepyep)

۶ৎnasty bf!yuma who says the filthiest things before using you or letting you use him

"use it, baby, i wanna see you fuck yourself with my cock like the needy doll you are" "this pretty tight hole is all mine and i will stretch it up so good" "you will never need another dick in your life, i will make sure you always remember that"

[eyesforfuma]

head, we want some head

teamies hyung line and head 😛

Kei receiving head :

— Kei leans back his head, eyes closed with a lip bite to hide his groans. His hands continuing to grab or stroke your hair as you continue to suck his morning wood off. The added sensitivity of his still half awake body made the head even more heavenly than it already is. “fuck baby” his raspy morning voice groans. “ssshhit– FUCK! Baby just like that, yeah just like that good girl” his voice gradually getting higher and higher as he draws near to his orgasm. More praises and moans slip out before one particular suck on the head of his cock had him gripping your head in place as his cum paint the inside of your mouth, forcing you to swallow his release. It takes Kei a series of gasps before pulling his cock out of your mouth and continues to jerk off to your face between his legs with your mouth open, eager to welcome his remaining cum. Kei slowly pulls you up and grabs a clean, damp face towel to clean the cum off your face then engulfs you in a passionate kiss filled with giggles and love.

“What a way to start my morning”

Fuma giving head :

— “Fuma! Fuck!” Your hands makes it way into his hair, trying to pull Fuma away from your already over sensitive pussy as he continues to eat you out like a starved man. Feeling your hands try and pull him away, Fuma deepens his face into your cunt, his hands holding thighs tighter away from each other. Every lick, every kiss he did sent electricity to your spine and tightened the knot at the pit of your stomach. Getting conscious of the sound you put your arm on top on your mouth to muffle your moan but Fuma didn’t like that so instead he pressed his face impossibly deeper into your cunt and began tongue fucking your pussy. The sensation made you scream into your hand, Fuma then replaces your hand with his fingers which you gladly welcome and sucked on it. Fuma lifts his face off from your pussy, you thought it was finally over when suddenly his free hand rubs your clit at a godly pace. “Stop fuma, please s-stop FUCK!” you whined against him but it only fell deaf ears. “I’m gonna cum. FUU PLEASE IM GONNA FUCKING CUM!” you frantically tell him. Fuma dives back in to your cunt when you squirt all over his mouth and face. Your thighs shake as Fuma laps it all up.

“I can eat this pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner”

Nicholas receiving head :

— Nicholas tries to break free from his restraints as you take him whole into your mouth, whining and thrashing around as you slowly sucked him off. Getting annoyed at Nicholas restlessness, you gripped his hips and pinned him down. “Stay still nicho or I’m stopping” your threat was met with a whine and sob as Nicholas apologizes with a small whimper. You continue to go down on him, sucking the head, licking every part of his cock that you can reach, bobbing your head at a pace you control all the while Nico’s thighs were shaking. You remove your mouth from him as you take a look at your boyfriend’s wrecked state. His eyes were lidded and tear marks decorated his face, his lips were swollen and red with how much his been biting on them, his chest going up and down as he tries to take a breather from the intense blowjob you just gave him. Feeling satisfied with his state, you take his cock back into your mouth, your pace faster than ever while taking turns of sucking him intensely and jerking off him at a fast pace. Your ministrations knocks Nico out of breath as his arches, letting out the loudest moan of the night. “CUM! im gonna fucking cum” he screams. But you didn’t stop nor did you slow down, you just picked the pace even further. “go on then kitty. Cum.” And with that encouragement Nicholas cums with a loud moan, his head thrown back, thighs shaking. You slowed down your hand that was jerking him off as he takes another breather. Once you see that he finally settles down your strokes started to pick up the pace again.

“That’s only the start kitty. I’m not stopping till your shooting and blanks”

euijoo giving head :

— “Relax for me pretty” he says as he presses your stomach to keep you lying on your back. Euijoo slowly trails his kisses down from your chest to the front your still clothed pussy. He gives you one last look for consent before taking your panties off. Euijoo takes his time, simply only kissing above your area before you whine and he finally eats you out. He starts off gentle, kissing and giving teasing licks, watching your reaction for confirmation that you feel good. When he finally picks up the pace and deepens his tongue into you, your back arches off the bed and pulled his hair, whining his names as he continues eating you out like a starved man. Euijoo slowly gets pussy drunk, as when you tried to pull your hand away from his hair, Euijoo keeps your hand with his as he continues his assault on your pussy. Obeying him you pull on his hair a bit harder when you feel your orgasm coming. “Ju, I’m cumming..” you softly whisper into the room. “cum whenever you want pretty, you did so good for me” his soft praises completely contrast his actions when he goes back to your now sensitive pussy, eating you out faster and harder, now with a drive to make you cum. When you finally reach your climax, you reached with a loud-almost scream like moan as Euijoo didn’t even falter his tongue when he feels you cumming. Your back arches off the bed again pushing his head further into you as he grips your hips when you cum. He finally stops, and you get a look at his triumphant filled face, glistening in your release.

“Can’t believe we waited that long to do this”

[eyesforfuma]

at his pace | fuma

summary: when teasing your boyfriend backfires in the best way possible.

pairing: established!fuma x female!reader

warnings: smut (thigh riding, fuma is a menace)

word count: 1.1k

notes: i need fuma and only him (and k) please and thank you. likes and reblogs appreciated!

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"don't move."

you look up at fuma when his hands slide around your waist firmly, preventing you from moving. your legs had just straddle his thigh, barely sitting down when he stopped you. you gripped unto his bare shoulders, trying to move your hips as a small whine slips past your lips.

"fuma-"

"not yet." his tone was dark– clipped in a way that said you had pushed him too far. "i didn't say you could move. you're lucky i'm letting you touch me right now since you clearly don't know how to behave."

your normal sweet, loving boyfriend was no where to be seen. his eyes were dark, narrowed despite the fact that you could feel his erection brush your leg. it was completely your fault that you two were in this situation, but you blame him.

you just wanted him to yourself. a fact that you made well known to him, but he didn't listen. so, you took matters into your own hands, and that included hanging out with the guys while wearing a skirt that was a little too short for his liking. a skirt that now laid on the floor, shredded to pieces.

though you could see the storm brewing behind his eyes, he was perfectly calm on the outside. he knew exactly was he was doing to you when he made you straddle his thigh– knowing how much you love them. just the feeling of his denim on your clothed heat had already had you throbbing, begging for release.

he adjusts the leg beneath you– the subtle flex of his thigh sending a jolt of pleasure through you. your hips twitch instinctively, grinding down just slightly on his thigh. his hands grip your waist harder, fingers digging into your skin as he leaned in close to you. he pressed a kiss to the corner of your jaw before whispering in your ear.

"you don't get to take what you want." his tone was teasing as his lips brushed against your ear. you whimpered before you could stop yourself, and that alone makes him grin. "you can't be that desperate. i haven't even touched you yet."

he shifts you up higher on his thigh– a moan catching in your throat at the feeling of his rough jeans against your throbbing heat. you grip his shirt, holding on tightly as you try to ground yourself. he wasn't wrong. he hasn't touched you in the way you desperately need. you haven't even moved, and yet you still feel like you're halfway to becoming undone for him.

his thigh presses upwards– tensing his muscles. your mouth falls open with a quiet moan. he lets out a pleased hum as his hand slides up the base of your spine, warm though the thin fabric of your shirt. he waited for you break his rules, but you didn't. you stayed still– not moving an inch, hoping that it would be enough for him to let you move.

"that's my girl." his praise warms your skin. you look into his eyes, pleading through them.

"can i move?" your voice was quiet, pleading. "please."

"i spent three hours watching you flaunt around in that sad excuse for a skirt. i should make you be still for just as long." you whine at his words, clenching around nothing when he tenses his thigh once again. this was torture for you, and he knew it. he wanted you aching– trembling before he gives you even a hint of release.

"please, fuma. i won't do it again." your voice cracks when he leans close to you. his nose brushes yours as his lips just barely graze yours. his kiss was light, teasing– the complete opposite of of his hands that still gripped your hips. his tongue brushed against yours, listening to you whine as he pulls away from you.

he moves, lips ghosting over your skin, breath falling over your shoulder as you feel his grip loosen just a little– just enough to give you room to move, but you make no move to do so. he smiles against your skin, softly kissing the skin below your ear as he mumbles a praise into your ear. "you're going to ride my thigh. slowly. do not speed up. and do not stop until i tell you to."

you nod, desperate for any sort of relief. you roll your hips forward slowly like he said. you feel the denim drag against you soaked core, feeling pleasure where you need it most. just one movement made your thighs tighten around his. a soft moan left your lips as you grinded down on his thigh.

"does that feel good, my good girl?" you nod your head at his question.

"so- so good. please don't make me stop."

a broken moan falls from your lips when he flexes his thigh again. you feel him chuckle as he moves back, resting on the couch as he watched every movement of your hips. "god, i can feel how soaked you are through my jeans."

you couldn't even bring yourself to be embarrassed. not when every slow grind makes it harder to keep quiet. not when the friction is already making your stomach tense. he could tell you were struggling with the speed causing him to hold your hips again, guiding you how he wants you. once he feels you get back into the rhythm, he lets go– letting you take the lead. though you both know who's really in charge.

"you're going to take your time. you start rushing, we'll stop. understood?" you nod your head, trying to keep the pace he set for you, but it's close to impossible to. your knuckles turn white from how hard your gripping his shirt– hips stuttering as the pleasure spikes a little to high. he moves his hands back to your hips, guiding you back to the slow, almost torturous rhythm. "easy there. you're not going anywhere."

your body was burning up, twitching with every pass of friction. the feeling of his jeans, the slow rhythm he set for you– it was too much yet not enough. you let out a frustrated, almost painful noise that had him smirking as he watched you.

"what's the matter?" he questions even though he knows the answer. "want more?"

"yes. please, fuma." you beg, desperate for relief. he tilts his head like he's thinking about it.

"i don't know, baby. i don't think you've earned it yet." your body jolts when he flexes his thigh. "so sensitive. just a little pressure's got your shaking."

he wasn't wrong. your thighs were trembling. your hips where losing their rhythm once again as the pleasure starts to build up in your stomach. he tightens his hold on you again, slowing your down to an even slower pace that had almost had you crying out.

"breath, baby. i've got you."

you cling to him, pulling him closer as you bury your head in his shoulder. you keep moving, keeping the rhythm he set as you desperately beg him for release. he kisses your cheek, muttering both praise and filth that had your hips jerking.

"look at you." his hands grips your bottom, squeezing as he pushes your hips down just enough to have you cry out. "just like that, baby. so pretty when you ride me."

your breath hitches as he pushes you down even harder, voice cracking as you moan his name. he feels your thighs tense around his– your whole body now trembling.

"you're close, aren't you baby?" your whine was his answer. "don't hold back. let me feel you."

your orgasm hits you hard– whole body tensing as you cry out. your hips stall, thighs shaking as your release takes over. he holds you tightly, whispering praises into your skin– kissing between each one.

"that's my girl. so good for me."

you're practically spent in his lap, still catching your breath. he doesn't let you go, stroking your back and legs, keeping you grounded as you come down.

but when you finally lift your head up to look at him, he's looking at you like he's not even close to being done with you.

[eyesforfuma]

i’m gonna eat you you’re so cute i’m glad you liked the jojo fic :]

UUUUGHHHHHHH JOOOOOO is an emotion i feel on the regular i’m so happy you get me 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

hi milin!!

OMG LIKED IT? i loved it sm like i really did and the way ot was written ugh, i always have a soft spot for jo and ever since that "clingy jo" anon dropped by and made me think of cockwarming with jo i just!! keep doing what you are doing im loving every single thing<3

[eyesforfuma]

₊˚⊹⋆˙౨ৎ˚⟡need you to be mine˖ ࣪

—> ~2.3k words

౨ৎ cock warming with fwb!jo

౨ৎ minors dni!! || requested >< || library

౨ৎ content/warnings: fem reader, I didn’t really write with any dynamics in mind but I guess soft dom!jo when it gets into it, fwb situation, p in v, cock warming, clitoral stimulation, unprotected sex (NO! don’t do it), cream pie, use of pet names, reader is shorter than jo

—> note low key writing some parts of this gave me flashbacks to alevel art… what a time… anyway I had a lot of fun writing this!! anon I hope you like

warnings under the cut!

It was early evening when you felt your phone buzzing repeatedly. You unlocked it to reveal a string of texts from none other than your best friend Jo.

Jo: y/nnn are you doing anything rn i miss you and i need your help with something come over pls??

Always happy to see him, you quickly replied.

You: be there in 15 :)

You and Jo had been friends for as long as you could remember, though recently things had developed between the two of you. About 2 months ago after a night of sipping wine on the couch and tipsy confessions of a poor sex life, the two of you decided to start sleeping with each other.

It was a great solution, you had amazing sexual chemistry, and since you were already so close you didn’t have to deal with any awkward moments. There was only one issue, Jo’s feelings had begun to turn romantic.

He always suspected even before your arrangement began that he may feel that way towards you, though he always ignored this not wanting to ruin your friendship. That was until you had started sleeping together, being with you in such an intimate setting made it impossible for him to repress his feelings any longer.

Truth be told you felt the same way towards him, however convinced that he didn’t reciprocate your feelings you had pushed this to the back of your mind long ago. This didn’t mean that the feelings were no longer there though. Every time you left his side a there was a small twinge in your chest wishing for there to be something more between you.

You quickly finished up getting ready before heading out. Anticipating that the “help” he needed may be of a certain nature, you made sure to freshen up and change into something more appealing beneath your regular hoodie and shorts.

Not too long had passed before Jo heard a knock at his door. He rushed to let you in, greeting you with a smile as he opened the door.

“Hey JoJo,” you spoke, smiling up at him. He went weak in the knees, unable to get used to the way you would look at him he used all of his will to not profess his love to you then and there. Quickly, he pulled you into a tight embrace which you readily reciprocated. “You okay? What did you need help with?”

He slowly pulled away from you, sheepishly rubbing at his nape. “Oh… uh yeah, I did say I needed help didn’t I.”

“You know you can just tell me you’re horny, don’t need to make up an excuse to invite me over.”

A deep blush settled on his face as a result of your words, causing you to chuckle lightly at him. “Well yeah, but I don’t want you to think I only care about fucking you… plus I do have something I need your help with.”

Your eyebrows raised in curiosity as he led you to his bedroom. As you entered the room, you saw how the desk was scattered with paints and brushes, water pots and tissue. In the centre of the desk was a half finished landscape. Warm hues of a burnt sienna under painting peeked out through the areas that were yet to be filled with detail.

“I’ve been struggling to focus on what I’m doing,” he spoke up. “Thought you might be able to help.”

Turning to face him, hands resting against his chest, you looked up at him longingly. You knew exactly how to make him nervous and you always used that to your full advantage, finding his flustered reactions all too cute. “How exactly do you want me to help you JoJo?”

Jo felt his length begin to harden already, the tone of your voice and the way you were looking at him being all he needed.

“Thought uh… thought maybe you could just sit with me- on me- clears my mind whenever you do.” You hummed contentedly at his explanation, standing by the desk as you waited for him to take a seat.

After he had sat down you moved to stand in front of him. You made a point to remove your shorts slowly, satisfied with yourself as you noticed Jo take a big gulp at the sight.

You leaned in to press a few soft kisses to his face, reaching down to palm at his crotch at the same time.

A smile etched its way on to your face as you realised he was already fully erect. “So hard already,” you murmured.

Jo’s hands moved to fiddle with the sides of your underwear as he looked up at you desperately. “Take them off?” He pleaded.

You happily obliged, sliding them down your legs as he removed the clothes covering his own lower body.

You leaned down to let a glob of your saliva fall over his length, before positioning yourself to hover over him. You grabbed at the base of his shaft, moving it back and forth a few times so that the tip could drag through your folds and collect some of the arousal that you were already producing. Jo shuddered slightly at the sensation, letting out a deep breath.

Then, you slowly lowered yourself onto him, moving carefully to allow yourself to adjust to the stretch. The way Jo’s cock stretched your walls was something you’d never truly get used to, with the sheer size of him almost splitting you open every time, though you couldn’t get enough of it.

Soft gasps fell from your lips as you bottomed out, you leaned forwards to wrap your arms around him and bury your face into his neck. “S’big Jo.”

Jo moved to rub soothing circles into your back as you acclimated to his size. “You take me so well though baby, always do.”

Your cheeks flushed at the pet name, one that only slipped out when his brain was too clouded by the pleasure to restrict his words, one that he wished he could call you all the time.

After sitting as you were for a moment, gentle praises being whispered in your ear as you adjusted to the newfound fullness, Jo shuffled the chair forward so that he could continue with his painting. You kept your arms wrapped around his neck as he worked, trying your absolute best not to squirm.

You felt Jo’s body physically relax. He really meant it when he said having you around him cleared his mind. He worked quickly, now having fallen into a good rhythm, laying down thicker paint and little details over the thin washes of colour on the canvas.

Despite not moving at all, the feeling of Jo filling you up had you hot and bothered. You leaned back, letting out a quick “sorry” for interrupting him before removing your hoodie, revealing the lacy bra you wore underneath.

His eyes widened at the sight, hands moving to caress your waist. “Look so beautiful y/n, but I’m not sure if I can keep my focus with you like this.”

“It’s too hot JoJo,” you whined. “It’s not like you’ll be able to see anyway with the way I’m sat.” Leaning forward, you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before settling back into him.

A while later Jo had finished his painting. In perfect time at that, as you were now feeling like you were about to explode if you stayed still for any longer. He leaned back slightly to look at you, brushing a stray hair away from your face as he spoke. “Finished the painting now, wanna see?”

You gave an eager nod in response, genuinely excited to see the finished product. You had always admired Jo’s artistic ability.

Jo decided now would be the perfect opportunity to thank you for helping him. He helped you to get up, before quickly inserting himself back into you once you had turned around, pulling you to sit back down.

You let out a sudden moan at the sensation, gripping onto his hands tightly as you processed what had just happened. Jo chuckled at your reaction, moving to wrap his arms around your waist to ground you. “Sorry baby, couldn’t help myself.”

You felt yourself somehow grow even wetter. Something about the way he became so much more confident when you got intimate always turned you on to no end.

Jo snaked one hand down to toy with your clit, rubbing tight slow circles over it. His other hand moved to squeeze one of your breasts, gently massaging. “What do you think?” He asked teasingly.

Small whimpers and pants fell from your lips, as he was now speeding up his actions. “Jo I- fuck feels so good- love it- it’s so good.”

Satisfied with how you were falling apart for him, he decided to tease you further. “The painting or my fingers?”

The pleasure started to take over quickly, causing you to struggle to respond. Being sat with no relief for so long had made you extra sensitive. All you could do was moan his name and small pleas of how good you felt.

“I asked you a question.”

Gripping tightly onto his arm, you just about managed to stutter out a response. “B- fuck- both! Both of them!”

He hummed in approval at your answer, leaning down to press hot, open mouthed kisses against your shoulder. “Hmm so sweet of you, thank you baby.” You melted into his touch, the pleasure he was giving you flooding your senses. “Let me take care of you now okay? Did such a good job helping me.”

Jo moved his hand from your breast to hook under your leg, lifting it to give him better access to your cunt. He continued to play with your clit, maintaining a fast yet steady pace, causing you to cry out.

“Feels so- feels too- JoJo fuck-”

“Feels good?” He cooed, finding your fucked out state as adorable as ever. You gave a quick nod in response, your eyes squeezed shut.

By this point you were clenching around him like a vice as he pushed you further and further towards your release. Jo groaned at the sensation, your walls pulsating providing him with much needed stimulation.

“Fuck you’re squeezing me so tight baby, you gonna cum? Cum all over my cock for me- need to feel it.”

He continued the relentless pace of his fingers, desperate to bring you to your climax. He didn’t need to thrust into you at this point given how sensitive you both were after sitting together for so long. The feeling of his fingers and your walls clenching was more than enough to ruin both of you.

Eventually you were right on the edge, crying out as the pleasure began to overwhelm you. “Jo- fuck I- I’m gonna cum- gonna cum so hard!”

Jo moaned at your words, revelling in the feeling of your pussy gripping onto him. He continued to kiss all over your shoulder and up your neck before he pleaded to you. “Fuck you feel so good- squeezing around me so tight- love you so much- fuck I love you so much.”

You let out a loud moan upon hearing this. You were shocked to hear the words you had always longed for coming from him, however your brain was too foggy at this point to question it.

Your pussy was now spasming around him as your release came crashing down on you. A string of high pitched moans and screams of his name fell from your lips as the fluids of your orgasm gushed out.

“Oh my god oh my god- fuck that’s it baby let it all out- gonna cum- fuck I’m gonna cum too.”

As if he had commanded it, Jo tipped over the edge immediately after he spoke, hot spurts of cum now filling you up. He wrapped his arms tightly around you, burying his head into your neck as he shot out the rest of his load.

After he was done, he helped you to get up. The sight of you made his heart flutter. Eyes glossy, lips parted, his cum dripping down as your legs shook. He couldn’t help but scoop you up in his arms right away, not wanting you to lift a finger.

He took you to the bathroom, setting you down on the counter as he cleaned you up, pressing light kisses all over your body as he did so.

Eventually once your head had cleared, you called out to him, voice small. “Jo?”

He hummed in acknowledgment. “What is it?”

“Did you uh… did you mean what you said earlier, that you love me.”

A deep blush settled onto his cheeks, his eyes widening as he recalled the words he let slip out. “I- uh- um…”

Panic set in, what if he freaked you out? What if you never wanted to see him again? He couldn’t lose you, he thought to himself. He wasn’t sure what he’d do with himself if you weren’t in his life.

You suddenly pulled him out of his train of thought as you wrapped your arms around him, a spontaneous burst of confidence filling you as you pulled him close. “I really hope you did mean it, because I love you too Jo, so much.”

He looked at you in awe, mouth slightly agape. Was he hearing you right? “I- are you serious?” He took a pause to process the new information. “Fuck of course, of course I meant it, I love you so much y/n, always have.”

With that, you pulled him in for a kiss. Deep, slow, filled with the emotion of everything you had kept from each other before now.

After a while you pulled away from each other, staring at each other in awe while you both still held on tight.

“Need you to be mine y/n, please.”

“There’s nothing I want more, Jo.”

[eyesforfuma]

please give us Perv Yuma ! ! !

I've been thinking about that since I sent it, He and you in a clothing store, you looking at tops and him telling you to grab the low cut ones so he can kiss them whenever he wants 😃 standing behind you, close enough for you to feel him, both hands on your waist but one inside your shirt. He's also a messy kisser so he'd always be covered in gloss.

hi anon!!

no because yuma thoughts have been filling my mind…

he is the type of boyfriend that stares, like a lot, shamelessly, he doesn't really care if you are in public he would even take pictures of your cleavage or your panties when they show under your skirt or peak under pants ugh

he would be definitely be into pinning you into a wall randomly when no one is around to give you the messiest kiss and touch you where he shouldn't be allowed to, well at least not in such a public space but he wouldn't really care if someone catches you

he looooves to take you shopping always choosing the shortest skirt, the top with the lowest cut and the prettiest pink lace underwear

"look at these baby, i cant stop imagining you in them, its already making me hard"

he loves caressing your sides and placing his hand under your top when he has his arm wrapped around your waist, making sure to slowly go up little by little until his hand is resting on your chest, maybe even giving you a little squeeze because he loves to touch you, always having that cocky smirk ugh cute<3

like the image of him being behind you, pressing himself against you, maybe even rubbing his firmness right into your backside, giving you soft kisses on your neck while he is grabbing your hips WHILE BEING IN PUBLIC? ugh cute little silly thought

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[eyesforfuma]

₊˚⊹⋆˙౨ৎ˚⟡just like that˖ ࣪

—> ~2.8k words

౨ৎ taking bf!jo’s virginity

౨ৎ minors dni!!

౨ৎ content/warnings: smut, fem reader, virginity loss, boob grabbing, jo has no clue what he’s doing but he makes it work, oral (m + f receiving), cum swallowing, fingering, hand holding, p in v, unprotected sex (always wrap it up!!), cowgirl, squirting, briefly suggested that jo is able to manhandle reader but it’s not really a big part of this

—> note

was giggling and kicking my feet the whole time I was writing this 😭

warnings under the cut!

You had just finished tidying your apartment as you heard a knock at your door. Smile quickly growing on your face knowing that your boyfriend had arrived, you rushed to let him in.

“Jojo!” You exclaimed, jumping into his arms. He chuckled at your enthusiasm, tightening his grip around you as he greeted you in return, “hey beautiful.”

You led him inside and let him settle on the couch as you grabbed some drinks from the kitchen, proceeding to sit down next to him and ask all about his day. Throughout this conversation the two of you eventually shifted into a position where he was leaning against the arm rest, with your head placed against his chest.

Jo deeply treasured these intimate moments you shared, in your own little world with nothing to bother you. You had been together for about 4 months now, after he confessed to you in what had to have been the most awkward way possible. Jo was sure you’d reject him after he had fumbled his plan like that, though much to his surprise you found his nervousness extremely endearing.

He felt complete when he was with you, your time spent together was always filled with laughter and smiles. Though, there was one thing that was missing. The two of you hadn’t slept together yet. Not that there was anything wrong with that, he thought, but he really, really wanted it to happen.

There was just one thing stopping him. Jo was a virgin, having wanted to wait until he met someone special to do anything he lacked any experience whatsoever. He had never felt as strongly about someone as he had about you, so when it came to the idea of taking that next step with you he couldn’t help but begin to feel extremely nervous.

As the night progressed, you later found yourselves sat back up, placing sweet short kisses to each other’s lips. Quickly these kisses deepened and began to stray away from their once innocent nature. Your arms wrapped over his shoulders as you melted into him, sighing gently into his mouth.

Jo felt his erection grow quickly as a result of the current situation, kissing you with more need and longing. You moved over to sit on his lap, legs planted on either side as you straddled him. You moan softly, feeling the hard length beneath you, shifting slightly in search of some relief. His hands tighten their grip around your waist as he groans at the feeling. Continuing your movement on him, Jo starts to let out a mix of small whines and low groans, the sounds causing you to grow even more aroused.

“Jojo, need more” you whined as you pulled away from the kiss, foreheads pressed together. His face flushes a deep red and his heart starts to pound. Was this really happening? He thought to himself. “Y/n… I need to tell you something,” he stutters out as you keep grinding your hips over him. “Hm? What is it?” You question.

Jo takes a deep breath before he continues, “never done this before, like anything, at all.” You quickly cease your movement. “We don’t have to do anything if you aren’t ready Jo,” you say, trying your best to ignore the pooling heat between your legs. His eyes widened, worried that you wouldn’t want to take things further as a result of his confession. “No! No I really want to y/n, so badly,” he pleads. “You completely sure?” You ask, hand against his cheek as you scan his face for any signs to say that he didn’t want this. None were found.

“I’m sure,” he said placing a kiss to your lips. Continuing between more kisses, he tells you “never wanted anything more in my life… was waiting for someone special… and you’re the most special thing that’s ever happened to me.” You moan into his mouth at his explanation, eagerly responding, “fuck Jo, okay, take me to the bedroom now or I might explode.” He chuckles at your demand, wrapping his arms around you so that they rest just beneath you and slowly gets up.

You wrap your legs tightly around him, pressing small kisses to his neck every so often as he carries you to your bedroom. Once you reach the room, he sets you down gently onto the bed, nerves beginning to settle on his face. You reach out to grab his hands and look up at him, reassuring him, “if you want to slow down or stop at any point then tell me okay? I don’t want to do anything you aren’t ready for.”

Giving you a small smile, he nods at you sheepishly in acknowledgment. At that you pull him down to sit on the bed and move to stand between his legs, switching your positions. His hands reach to caress your hips as you slowly remove your top, revealing your breasts to him. His jaw drops and you giggle at his reaction. Under his breath he speaks, “you’re so beautiful.” Blushing lightly at his comment you lean down to kiss him, hands gently holding his cheeks.

Jo pulls away for a moment, asking “can I?” As he hovers his hand over your chest. “Of course,” you smiled down at him. Leaning in to connect your lips once more, he begins to knead the flesh of one of your breasts. You moan into him at the sensation, moving your hands to thread through his hair.

Eventually you pull away, and he looks at you in awe. “You’re so perfect,” he whispers. You slowly move to sit on your knees, still between his legs, and his eyes widen. “Want to suck you Jojo, is that okay?” You ask while looking up at him. He swears to himself he’s never seen anything this beautiful in his life. Your eyes were sparkling with desperation, lips flushed from the kiss you had shared, breasts slightly pushed together by your arms. “Y-yeah… please, oh my god please do,” he responds, barely being able to form a proper sentence.

Jo watches intently as you reach for his waistband, slowly peeling down his trousers and underwear. His cock springs out from beneath the fabric, throbbing, red, and massive. You gulped at the site, thinking about how he would be splitting you open with it later. ‘I might die’ you thought to yourself.

Looking up at him once more, you smile at the shy expression on his face. Wrapping your hand around his member you begin to slowly stroke him up and down, he lets out a shaky breath in response. “You’re so big,” you profess to him, “so pretty…” He blushes at the praise, unable to fathom that this was really happening. It was happening, and it was you, he felt like he was in heaven.

His train of thought was suddenly interrupted as you wrapped your lips around his tip. You swirled your tongue around it before slowly sinking down further along his length. He lets out a guttural moan as his tip hits the back of your throat, eyes widening as he notices you gag slightly, “shit, baby are you okay?” You pull off of his length, giggling at his concern, “I’m fine Jojo don’t worry, I just gagged a little that’s all.” Before he can say anything you quickly sink your mouth back on to him, moving your hand to stroke what you can’t fit. He throws his head back at the sudden sensation.

You continue your ministrations on him, hollowing out your cheeks and swirling your tongue as you move up and down. Jo had turned into a moaning mess at this point, he had never felt anything like this before. Soon, he feels himself approaching his climax. He starts to panic and quickly exclaims, “wait… fuck, y/n, stop.” Quickly you pulled yourself off of him, eyebrows furrowed in concern, “are you okay? I’m so sorry was it too much?” You question.

“No! No that’s not it, I was just…” he pauses as a blush creeps onto his face, “I was about to come.” A pout formed on your face at his reasoning. Moving your hand back to his cock, slowly stroking him you say in protest, “that’s the whole point silly, want you to come.” He shudders at the regained pleasure, “but- don’t wanna be done this early.” You chuckled at his remark, reassuring him “if you come now that doesn’t mean we can’t carry on.” He gulps and gives you a nod. Positioning your mouth to be just brushing his tip you whisper to him, “just let me take care of you.”

With that, you begin to bob your head over his length again, quickening your pace and humming around his cock. The sensation builds all too quickly for him as he starts to let out filthy moans, “so close… fuck I’m gonna come…”

You let out a needy moan around him, looking up to see his flushed face, mouth agape. You clenched your thighs together at the sight, wishing you could have it engrained into your brain forever.

Not long after he calls out again, “shit shit shit… baby, feels so fucking good I’m gonna-” He interrupts himself with a loud moan, as he begins to release into your mouth. You slow down your pace, working him through the shocks of his orgasm.

When you could tell that he was done you slowly pulled off of his length, and swallowed. His jaw dropped at the sight in front of him, “did you just-” he begins to question. You answer before he can finish by sticking your tongue out, showing him that it was all gone.

“I think that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says under his breath. You stand up, moving over to sit next to him as you leaned over to whisper in his ear, “you taste so delicious Jojo.” His breath catches in his throat, he thinks he might actually have a heart attack if you keep speaking to him like this.

You find his reaction incredibly endearing, reaching out to grab his hand, rubbing soothing circles onto the back of it. “We’ll have a rest for a bit until you can get hard again baby okay? Then if you want to, you can put it in me,” you explain. He nods enthusiastically at this which causes you to let out a chuckle. “Is there anything you want to try that might get you going again?” You continued.

He takes a moment to think before speaking up, voice small, “could I maybe try eating you out?” You place a soft kiss to his cheek before moving yourself to lay on the bed, “of course” you tell him.

Slowly he makes his way over to you, settling between your legs. He reaches for the waistband of your shorts, looking up to you for permission to remove them. You give him an encouraging nod and he slowly pulls them down. Jo shifts so that he’s face to face with your heat, he uses his fingers to spread apart your labia, gasping softly at the sight. “So pretty…”

“I don’t really know what I’m doing” he admits, shy grin on his face. “That’s okay baby, just do what feels right and try to pay attention to how I react, I’m sure you’ll figure it out in no time,” you reassured him. He takes a deep breath before licking a fat stripe up your core. You shudder at the sensation, and he continues to lick at you until he notices how your breathing hitches each time his tongue goes near the top. ‘That must be where the clit is… gotta remember that’, he thought to himself.

He began focusing his efforts onto your clit, tongue running over it smoothly before gently sucking at it. You began to squirm and your moans picked up in volume, “fuck Jojo, right there” you called out, eyes squeezed shut. He begins to repeat this, relishing in the reaction it brings out of you.

High pitched moans and whines filled the air as he brings you closer and closer to your climax. Barely able to speak, you try to tell him, “Jojo, baby, fuck you’re gonna make me come already… put- put your fingers in me, please.” He groans into you upon hearing this, sliding two fingers into your hole. You immediately clench around them as he begins to slowly pump them in and out of you. His movements were slightly clumsy, though they still manage to heighten your pleasure, inching you closer to your breaking point.

As you were right on the brink, you search around with your hand until it finds Jo’s free one. Gripping onto it tightly as he intertwines his fingers with yours. Then, you snap, you cry out his name and a string of profanities as you release. Juices gushing into his mouth, he moans as he laps it up.

While he’d removed his fingers from you, his tongue was still at work, the sensation beginning to become too much you had to swat him away. Detaching himself from you he looked up from between your legs. “Was that okay?” He asked, out of breath.

“That was more than okay,” you pant out “came so hard.” A proud smile painted his face as you tugged him towards you to give him a kiss. Tasting yourself on his lips you let out a soft moan, when suddenly you feel something heavy pressing against your leg.

Peeking down towards the weight, you saw his erection had returned, pre-come causing his tip to glisten. “Looks like someone’s ready to go again,” you teased, “do you want me to get on top? Either of us can take over that way.” He gives you a quick nod as he moves to lay down, with you positioning yourself to hover over his member.

Slowly you begin to sink down on him. The stretch being slightly more bearable than it would have been had he not just pulled an orgasm out of you. Gradually working your way down his length, you finally had him bottomed out. You leaned forward to give him a quick kiss, “just need to give me a moment to adjust okay?” You inform him.

A moment passes and you plant you hands against his chest, “I’m gonna start moving now baby,” you warn him. Slowly you lift yourself up, Jo groans feeling your walls drag against him. In one swift movement, you bounce yourself back down against him. Settling into a comfortable rhythm you continue to ride him, helplessly moaning out as his length was able to hit your g spot almost every time.

Every so often Jo’s hips would buck up to meet yours, he was beginning to struggle to let you go on as you were, the urge to take over and pound into you growing more and more intense. Hands flying to your waist he cries out, “baby, feels so good, so fucking good, but let me take over, please.” Pausing his speech for a moment to admire the sight in front of him, he then continues, “look so pretty bouncing on my cock like that, but I wanna take care of you as well, please, let me make you feel good.”

Leaning forward upon hearing his words, you whine out, “fuck, please Jojo, want you to ruin me.” Without hesitation he begins to thrust into you, quickly adjusting himself so that his feet are planted against the bed realising this would be more effective. His pace soon became brutal, hands tightly gripping your ass as you buried your face into his neck.

You felt a strong pressure build inside of you, just about managing to get out a small “gonna come, gonna come again fuck.” Moaning as he felt you clench around him while saying this he grunts, “please, please baby come for me, wanna feel you finish on my dick.”

Soon after the knot growing in your stomach snaps. As you finish, your release spurts out from around Jo’s cock, painting his thighs. You were squeezing him so tightly he couldn’t hold on any longer, quickly pulling you off of him he immediately releases, his load shooting up and painting your stomach.

The two of you panting, he gently moves you to lay next to him, leaning over placing a soft kiss to your forehead. “That was incredible baby, love you so much, so so much,” he spoke. “I love you too Jojo, thank you for trusting me,” you responded smiling up at him.

“We should probably go take a shower before we fall asleep, we’re all sticky now,” you suggest. He hums in agreement, unexpectedly scooping you up in his arms and carrying you over to the bathroom. “Let’s go get cleaned up.”

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Wait wait, nasty Yuma thoughts anon here again, now I am even more curious on which positions and phrases do you you think are the Teamies favorites during sex, spill all of it

hi anon!! welcome back<3

omg no because i dont even remember what i wrote for nasty yuma lmao but omg since you are asking...

kei: fucking you while he bends you over ANY surface, shower sex with kei goes crazy, like i said once all fours or him holding you against him in front of a mirror

"you take me so well, my pretty doll" "i will make sure to ruin you so good until the only thing coming out of your mouth is my name"

fuma: the "stand and carry position", doesn't matter how long hes been fucking you he always has the strength and energy to carry you and slam you up and down his cock (yepyepyepyep), he also loves fucking you while you are laying facing down, not even in all fours, just you laying there ready to take him like the sweet toy you are

"you feel so good around my cock" "you taste delicious" " your mouth feels so good"

nicho: he goes crazy when you ride him, he loves sitting you in the kitchen/bathroom sink or even any table desk/table around the house and fuck you dumb<3

"god baby, you were meant for me, to take me like this" "you look so hot when when we fuck" "you will be the death of me "

euijoo: sweet baby loves when you ride him while you hold hands, biggest missionary fan, he just loves burying his head on your neck<3

"i love you" (simple yet effective) "you are so pretty"

yuma: missionary of course!!, spooning while he lifts one of your legs, you riding him, not a position but loves eating you out or using his fingers to fuck you

"i will fill you up and you better keep it in" "you are getting what you deserve, sweetheart" "so pretty, so needy, all mine"

jo: him resting against the headboard so you can ride him, reverse cowgirl when he is feeling too shy and he just loves grabbing your ass up and down, he really finds it amusing, standing up facing you, holding you to him as close as possible<3

"i will make sure to take care of you" "i need you around me" "im all yours" "lets cum together, please"

taki: tbh i feel he enjoys anything but all fours makes him weak and loooooves dry humping, you riding him while he is sitting on a chair

"you are making me insane" "can i please finish inside?" "my cock needs you, please" "you fuck me so good"

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push my buttons | k

summary: when your boyfriend overhears you telling your friend about how you want to spice things up in the bedroom, he shows you just how unrelenting he could be.

pairing: established!k x female!reader

warnings: pure smut (teasing, edging, orgasm denial, fingering, unprotected sex)

word count: 1.2k

notes: a small requested drabble. hope you guys enjoy it! likes and reblogs appreciated.

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"k, please– please touch me."

his touch was feather like– just barely grazing over your damp skin, chuckling to himself when you jumped at his touch. you don't know how long you've been like this, wrists tied to the head board while k hovered over you with a teasing smile. he was barely giving you anything, nearly driving you to insanity with his soft touches– not even daring to touch you anywhere near where you wanted. you body was aching, clit pulsing with need, and you were sure there was a puddle underneath you where your arousal had dripped onto the bed.

his hand moved up to grip your jaw, watching as your lip juts out as he leans down to look at you. you don't even know how he's so calm. you can clearly feel the harsh outline of him brush against your thigh like it has multiple times in the last hour, but he has made no move to relieve himself– or you for that matter.

"shh." he hushes softly, moving his grip down to rest on your neck. you suck in a deep breath at the feeling of his long fingers wrapping around your throat as you tried not to arch into his touch. you've learned doing that makes him stop touching you. "you wanted this though, didn't you? you said so yourself. you wanted me to stop holding back– to use you. i'm just doing what you asked."

your mind drifts back to a conversation you had over the phone with a friend. she was going into vivid detail about how spicy her and her partner's sex was before asking you about yours. you loved yours and k's sex life, but sometimes you wished he would take it a step further because you could tell he was holding back. you asked her how to tell k that you wanted him to 'use you' without realizing he was listening into the conversation.

he was a little bitter at first, not liking that you went to someone about something that involved him without coming to him first. you apologized– not wanting to hurt him in any way. he asked if you would do anything for his forgiveness, and you instantly agreed not thinking about what he would do. maybe you should've because you didn't expect him to tie your wrist to the headboard and edge you for the past hour.

his grip tightened slightly, feeling your pulse racing under his hand. "answer me, baby. isn't this what you wanted?"

"y-yes." you stuttered, voice cracking at the end. "but i need–"

"i know what you need, baby. but you got to prove that you deserve it first." you nearly whined at k's words, but he cut you off– pressing his lips to yours. his kiss wasn't anything like his normal, sweet kisses. it was harsh, tongue forcing itself into yours as he devoured you whole. you went to run your hands through his hair but forgot you were tied up, leaving you groaned as he pulled away with a laugh. "are you going to prove that you deserve it? that your my good girl?"

you frantically nod your head. "yes. i'll be good. i promise."

"mmh." he hummed as his lips started to trail down your neck, pressing light, barely there kisses to your oversensitive skin. his hand drifted down your chest and stomach, stopping right before it reached your folds. "no coming until i tell you to. do you understand?"

"no coming." you repeat with a nod, just happy that he was going to give you some sort of relief. that relief soon when away after he drove you to the edge multiple times before pulling back completely. he would sit back and watch as your body jerked as he denied you orgasm after orgasm. tears streamed down your face at this point– k kissing them one by one as the fell.

he was praising you the whole time. "you're doing so good for me, baby." he whispered, drowning your cries with his lips as his fingers eased into you again. "just a little bit longer, i promise."

"k, please– it's too much– please." you choke out a sob when he pulls away from you again right when he knew you were close. your eyes blur with tears, falling down your cheeks when you close your eyes in exhaustion.

"one more time." k promises, lips brushing against yours. "you can go one more time, can't you." you don't know how, but you nod your head– k smiling down at you. "my good girl."

you barely heard him unzip his pants– not thinking he was actually going to fuck you until he ran his length through your folds, moaning when he brushed against your clit. "please, k."

your back arched off of the bed, chest pressing into his as he eases into you, a loud moan slipping past your lips. he lets out a grunt as you tighten around him– hands holding your hips down when you buck them in desperation. "patience, my sweet girl. you've been doing so good. just a little longer."

"please– please." your sobs sounded like a broken record player as you tug at the ropes, moaning out when his hips roll into yours as he begins to move. "please untie me."

"since you asked so nicely, baby." k moved his hand, reaching up to untie you– rubbing at the red skin before kissing the area. you were finally able to touch him, pulling him down to meet your lips– crying into his mouth when his hips snap to meet yours. he could tell you were close once again. "not yet, baby. can you hold out just a little longer for me?"

you nod your head, trying desperately to not come like he asked you, but it was so hard when his thrusts grew faster– angling himself to having you seeing stars. his head was buried in your neck, whispering praises against your skin– kissing you after each one. "k– i can't– i can't hold on much longer."

"i know." he pulled his head away, kissing away a few fallen tears before attaching himself to your lips. "which is why you're going to come for me. right now."

you barely had time to process his words when thrusts became deeper, more frantic as he chases his high. his hand ghosts down your side, pressing down on your swollen, bruised clit– you crying out in need. "now baby."

you fell apart at his words, coming to your high as he held you tightly in his arms. after a couple more sharp thrusts, he followed after you– letting out a low moan into your ear. he all but collapsed on top of you, laying his head on your chest as the two of you gasped, recovering from your highs.

"i didn't go too hard, did it?" you shook your head at k's question, running your hands through his hair.

"not at all." you answer. "but i will piss you off again if it means you'll do this every time."

k laughs, lifting up his head– hand brushing against your cheek, pulling you to meet his lips. "or you could just tell me."

"where's the fun in that?"

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ahh thank you sm for the kind feedback >< i literally only started this blog today so i was kinda nervous

i love your work btw!! i’ve been following you for a while on my old lurking account :]

hi milin!!

omg no because i loved it so much!! and now im flattered, tysm!!<3 i hope everyone gets to read that taki work it was soooo yummy:p

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₊˚⊹⋆˙౨ৎ˚⟡so sweet for me˖ ࣪

—> ~600 words

౨ৎ bf!taki whose favourite thing is to turn you brainless

౨ৎ minors dni!!

౨ৎ content/warnings: smut, soft dom taki, sub reader, fem reader, oral (f receiving), p in v, no mention of protection (always practice safe sex!), dumbification, overstim, cream pie

—> note

I actually need him so bad I’m not okay…

warnings under the cut!

With his head stuffed between your legs Taki groans into your cunt, relishing in the sweet wet heat. Tongue lapping at you relentlessly you’ve finished maybe 3? 4? times already, you were too far gone to keep count at this point. “Taki s’too much, can’t take anymore” you whined. “Just one more for me princess” he stops to say, replacing his tongue with his fingers as so to not deprive you of any sensation. Diving back into your cunt between laps he pants out “just one more, you can give me one more right?, need you to come in my mouth.” Feeling the knot build once again you cry out. “So close! Taki fuck! So close.” As you continue towards your climax you start to lose sense of reality, babbling and repeating his name like a mantra. Taki moans into you upon hearing this, quickening his tongue’s work and beginning to pump his fingers into you. Soon after you release into his mouth, he groans licking up your mess, not wanting to waste even a single drop.

Only then is it that he finally stops neglecting himself, positioning himself over you and lining himself up. He slowly pushes into you muttering out a small “fuck.” Beginning to thrust into you his speed accelerates quickly. “Shit baby, so wet… so tight f’me.” The pleasure of him pistoning in and out of you is so intense all that comes out of your mouth are high pitched moans and nonsense. He tucks a strand of hair away from your face, placing a soft kiss on you forehead as he maintains his pace. Seeing you like this is one of his most favourite things in the world, cooing at you “I know baby, I know.” He’s so enamoured with how you’ve fallen apart for him. “So sweet for me princess, I’ve turned you dumb huh?” And all you can do is babble out more incoherent nonsense. “Fuck baby, I’m so close” he grunts out “gonna… fuck… gonna fill you up, you want me to fill up this pretty pussy?” You give a weak nod and feel yourself clenching around him in response. That all too familiar feeling blooms once more, pussy squeezing around him like a vice. “You gonna come again for me huh? Squeezing me so… fuck, so fucking tight.” A cry of his name leaves your lips as you gush around him, Taki releasing into you immediately after.

Pulling out slowly he watches in awe as his load drips out of you. Moving to your side he places a comforting hand on your cheek. “Did so good for me baby, so so good.” You stare up at him, a dazed smile and teary eyes painting your face. Placing a gentle kiss on your lips, he gets up off the bed slowly. “Wait right there, don’t move a muscle okay?” He leaves the room and quickly returns with a glass of water and a towel. Taki gently cleans up the mess you two made, pressing featherlight soothing kisses all across your body. Afterwards he helps you to sit up, leaning you against his chest and bringing the glass of water to your lips for you to take a sip. He then settles you both into a more comfortable position laying down and pulling you tightly into his chest. “Love you s’much” you tiredly mumble against his skin. “I love you too princess, get some rest now.”

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LORD IF YOU CAN HEAR ME

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Well trained!

Jo can't seem to help himself. You teach him a little lesson.

wc: 1.6k <3

sub! jo x fem mean dom! reader, messy eater jo, light face slapping, orgasm denial, he cries. it's really cute.

seven twenty minutes in heaven, teasing, friends to fwb, semi-public sex, the whole thing. enjoy!

This all started because of a game of spin the bottle that left the both of you stranded in a closet together. A few giggles, an awkward hand placement and a joke later, he blurted out the heaviest thing on his mind. “We should have sex.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Jo peers outside the blinds to check for people, frantic. “Lower your voice, please.” He’s flushed to the top of his head and his words mix while he tries to calm you down, but you push his hand away regardless. The party outside is quiet, too quiet. There’s a pair of footsteps that stop by the door, probably listening in, so you decide you should be whispering after all.

“Us? Fucking? Do you even– Where did this come from, sweetheart?” You fake a gasp, rocked to your core about his proposition. It’s not that you don’t know why he’s making it, it’s just… You want to hear him say how bad he wants you.

Jo looks out of place, squished against a couple of boxes. He’s dressed like he should be at home, maybe knitting or doing macramé or something simple like that. Not making puppy eyes at a pretty girl from his class and telling her–

“I even practiced for you. I can be so perfect. I’ll fuck you right.” He insists, dropping to his knees in front of you. He probably gets a lovely view of your skirt and the stockings criss-crossing your thighs, but the rush of warmth that creeps under your skin feels good. The attention is delicious and the risk is high, but the thought of getting Jo’s mouth on you already has you wet.

His hands are hovering above your thighs, hesitant in the way they tremble.

“And I’m sorry if I misread your intentions, but you drive me crazy. You’re always flirting with me. Calling me cute names, pulling at my tie, writing little hearts on the class notes I give you,” He sounds so sweet and desperate, almost whining as he lists all the ways you’ve been torturing him. Music to your ears.

You can’t help but smile. You didn’t think he’d be so forward with his little outburst, but you have to admit you’ve been having fun teasing him over the last few months. It’s a little mean, really, but he’s such an easy target. A little flash of cleavage here and there and now he’s at your feet, begging for pussy. This little bad habit of playing with your food has finally paid off. Jo won’t look away, voice soft and eyes misty. He’s hard in his slacks but he refuses to let it show, pulling his hoodie over the bulge. You’re flattered. It’s working.

“Then show me.”

He tilts his head, humming. “Show you what?”

“What you’ve been… Practicing.” You lift one side of your skort with your pinkie, leaning back to invite Jo even closer. The fabric rises until your pretty pussy is on display, making him stutter.

“I knew you were gorgeous everywhere. I dreamed about this, you know.” He wastes no time burying himself between your legs, kissing up the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

“Yeah?” You sigh, snaking a hand between the loose strands of his hair. You’re torn between telling him what to do and letting him go crazy, and honestly? You’ve been doing all the work so far. He can afford to work for it some more. His lips nip at your thighs, almost leaving marks.

“No biting, Jo.” You tug his head back, a solid warning. He takes it with a giddy smile and a bitten off moan.

“Sorry.” He gets back to work with a clumsy smile, lips grazing the skin above your clit to tease you a bit.

“This is just a trial, by the way.” You remember to throw the threat out there before you get too lost in the pressure of his mouth, determined to make him scramble even more.

“A trial?” He keeps his mouth flush against your skin while he speaks, sending sweet vibrations against your core.

“Mmmhm.” You hook a leg over his shoulder, heel digging into his back as encouragement. “A trial.”

He seems confused, mouth hanging open. He looks so stupid like this, but it only makes you wetter. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, baby. You’re not fucking me today. I Just want to see if you’re really worth it.” You coo, stroking his cheek. Jo leans into your hand, frowning as his mouth waters. You’re right there, wet cunt just inches from his tongue, holding him by the hair because he’s too eager.

“Okay. Anything, whatever you want.” He’s so pliant it makes you giddy, so you reward him by letting go. He’s on you in seconds, drooling over himself to eat you out. He keeps his eyes trained on you as his tongue flicks everywhere he can reach, jaw working overtime to make sure your clit never goes untouched.

You gasp and sink against his soft lips, head thudding on the wall behind you. “Oh fuuuck.”

Jo’s messy with it, moaning, humming, licking broad strokes over the dripping folds of your cunt and sucking your pussy clean after them. His chin is dripping with your slick in no time as he laps up into you like a starved man, eyes rolling shut with glee.

“That’s it, good job–!” You stop trying to speak, overwhelmed with the sheer strength of his tongue. You hate to admit it, but the way your thighs tremble are a dead giveaway: He’s good. He’s better than you had hoped, actually. He’s fucking his tongue inside you before you have time to react, completely lost in it.

He’s torn between reminding you to be quiet and wanting everyone to hear how good he’s making you feel, how sweet you sound when someone’s pleasing you– But he’s preoccupied with the way you clench around his tongue when his nose brushes your clit just right.

You’re so close it hurts, burning the edge between need and satisfaction, clinging onto anything you can find. The snickering outside the door becomes white noise as Jo slips his index inside you, long finger finding the lovely button that pushes you past your limit.

“M’gonna, you’re gonna make me come-!”

Jo stays glued there like he’s getting paid, moaning into you as you drench his entire face.

You just came but he needs to keeps going, needs to make you feel good, needs to feel your body shake thanks to him and his hard work. He needs it more than he needs to come, even, but he can’t resist rutting against your leg in the heat of the moment. You’re too gone to notice at first, reeling from the damage of your orgasm, but then he starts panting against you. You look down to feel him humping your shin, indiscreet and greedy.

“Are you- Are you getting off, Jo?” You glare at him to the best of your ability, voice tampering off into a moan when he sucks on your soaked clit even harder.

“Ah, feels too good, don't make me stop, y/n, please,” He cuts you off, unapologetic as every rub against your leg brings him closer. He gets sloppy, drooling all over you in hopes of distracting you from his humping.

“You silly thing.” You slap him, a harsh thing that shocks him off his rhythm. You push him back with the bottom of your heel pressed against his chest, disappointed.

“Did I say you could come?” Your thighs are sticky with your own release and his face isn’t looking any better, covered in you.

“But I-” He tries to keep at it, desperately reaching for his retreating orgasm. There are tears welling up in his eyes when he looks up at you again, shame prickling at the bottom of his throat. He’s so fucking cute.

“How are you gonna fuck me if you can’t ask me for permission? Hmm?” You don’t give him the luxury. You bend down to his level, depriving him of your leg, just to prove a point.

“I thought it was okay.” Jo blinks away the tears but they only fall faster, making his eyes shine all pretty. He bites his lip with remorse, tasting you on his tongue to stop himself from crying.

“You don’t have that privilege. Whatever I say goes. Got it? Now go.” You nod your head towards the door, and for a moment he thinks you’re joking.

Jo’s hands run up your waist, pleading. “Are you really gonna leave me like this?” He sniffles, absolutely crushed, the perfect picture of hopelessness between your legs. Your cunt twitches, because you’re a freak.

You smile, so aroused it makes you dizzy. Your hand grabs his face before he can react, gentle yet firm. “If you come right now you’re never going near this pussy ever again. Your choice, baby.”

Jo whines, fat tears rolling down his rosy cheeks. His ears are burning and his jaw aches, he’s so hard it hurts– But he’s a good boy. He won’t risk it. He nods, straining against your hand.

“I’m gonna go now. I’ll go. But please call me.”

You give him a stare that has him wobbling off his feet in seconds, quickly wiping his tears and covering his crotch. Jo looks at you, hopeful and hornier than ever, starry-eyed at the idea of seeing you again.

You wipe the tears off his cheeks and lick them off your thumb, unbothered. He shivers, looking like he’s about to start begging again.

You rattle the door handle to inform whoever is outside that you’re done, and you turn to him as you’re lowering your skirt.

“I’ll call you.”

[eyesforfuma]

Perv Yuma who loves to touch your ass and boobs no matter if you are shopping, with your friends, If he sees the opportunity, he'll take it😵‍💫

hi anon!!

i love love my fellow perv!yuma enthusiasts so much<3

and how he loves when you wear a short skirt for easier access when you are out, he just cant help grabbing a handful of your ass and spanking it from time to time ugh

he is the type of guy to give you back hugs in public constantly, making sure he presses himself as close to you as possible, maybe even whispering some nasty things uggghhhh

"you are driving me insane, you have no idea how divine your ass looks in that skirt"

[eyesforfuma]

fuma getting off on reader marking him PLS🧎‍♀️

hi anon!!

omg this is such a yummy thought...

fuma is soooo sensitive and he loves it when you take full control over him, he would lay in bed craving your touch and letting you play with him

his chest already rising and falling in such a rhythmic way, waiting for you to touch him, mark him up, claim every single part of his body:((

there is no need for you to touch his already aching cock, just the way you run your hands through his bare skin is enough, fuma would close his eyes, trying so hard not to let his embarrassing whimpers leave his pretty lips but he is craving it, craving for you to mark him so he begs for it

"please, i need it, i need you" taking a moment to look at you with his big begging eyes and a small pout, grabbing your hands to touch him where he likes it the most, his thighs

gosh, his thighs are the most sensitive part of his body and he loves it when you kiss them, always making sure to leave those pretty marks he secretly looks at on the mirror when he thinks you are not watching

while you are busy creating pretty love patterns all over his thighs you run your hands through his stomach and chest, teasing his nipples, making him feel wanted

he is usually loud and groany but he is good at hiding his sounds whenever he feels vulnerable

"come on baby, don't feel shy, let me hear your pretty sounds", that's it, that's all he needed for his pretty moans to start resonating all over the room, such sweet sounds just from your touch

he starts slowly rolling his hips up while he grabs your wrists for support, whispering your name every chance he gets, every time you look up at him you can see how close he is getting, his pre cum already dripping from his tip

"i- i feel like im close, please don't stop" he says as he tilts his head back, arching his back, his thrusting becomes more careless and desperate, his sounds become louder and he is breathing in such a shaky and uncontrollable way

you make sure to suck and mark him harder as he is reaching his climax, working your way up his thighs as close to his cock as possible, letting out small moans and whimpers just to tease fuma

and there he is, finishing all over his stomach, his grip getting tighter around your hands, he cannot stop moaning your name, groaning at how good you made him feel, feeling a bit shy about what just happened but would ask you to repeat it over and over again:(