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[kakuchosindigenouswife]

nobody knows • portgas d. ace

another drabble for sneaky link/ex boyfriend ace bc I have one functioning brain cell and all of it is focused on him atm teehee 🤭

wc: 1.8K

more infidelity (y’all both still AIN’T SHIT 😭 reader got that dog in her I’m sorry), straight porn, modern au, black fem reader, phone sex/sexting, squirting, oral sex, calls reader bitch, a eating + anal, recording, backshots, rough sex, heavy breeding, idk what else will come out

he’s so ooc in this and I don’t give a fuck (I’m ovulating and stressed w life + therapy is too expensive)

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nobody knows why you and ex-boyfriend!ace broke up in the first place. Honestly, it seemed like such a waste…three long years down the drain with nothing to show for it but the two of you left in shambles. Friends and family consoling you both as you learned to navigate life without one another. (Y/N), moving on fairly quickly with the son of one of your dad’s friends..a byproduct of military nepotism and the very antithesis to what Ace was. A stiff working a cushy desk job and reaping the benefits..pushing papers and always playing it safe. He was very kind, sweet and damn near ideal in every sense of the word. Not too much of a drinker, a partygoer or anything of the sort but he always took you on dates. All of your girlfriends liked him well enough, thinking that he more matched your speed than the thrill seeking, goofy, chaotic daredevil that was ex-boyfriend!ace. Who rode motorcycles and climbed mountains in his spare time, when he wasn’t holding life by the tips of his fingers as an EMT. Covered in tattoos, he looked like such a quintessential, stereotypical ‘bad boy’… “God, (y/n). I don’t know what you ever saw in that guy. He’s a loser, through and through.”

However, what nobody knows..is that you never truly left him alone! He was your ideal match and you couldn’t shake it. You could actually laugh, joke and make mistakes with him. There was no need for faux perfection and lies. You saw each other for who you really were.

Nobody knows that while you’re at work, he’s constantly sending you filthy messages to get you aroused and worked up. Making you chew your lip and the tip of your pen as you twirl in your chair..reading how he’s going to make sure you feel it in your stomach the next time you two link. Nobody knows he shamelessly sends you nut videos, uttering your name with the sexiest moans. Nobody knows that when you tell your assistant that the hour where you refuse any meetings is designated for you to choke on ex-boyfriend!ace’s cock in your cute little business attire..loving the way those glasses hang off the tip of your nose as he pushes your forehead to his pelvis.

“Goddamn, babe..I knew I couldn’t quit you..you’re eating my dick up so good.”

“It’d taste even better if you let me come on it first.”

loving that you were willing to abandon all of your morals for him so easily. Nobody knows about the second phone you keep stashed away in your glovebox just to call him late at night when your new man is sleeping or working overnight and you want some company..

“Can you please come over? I miss you..he won’t be back tonight. I promise.”

“Of course, baby. Anything for you..I’ll always come running when you tell me.”

or in need of a good orgasm because that dummy couldn’t give you one if you handed him a roadmap to the clit! With ex-boyfriend!ace on the other line talking you through it with that deep voice and lewd commands.

“Oh my gosh, pretty girl. Did you call me just so you could touch yourself to the sound of my voice? You’re so cute..” making you FaceTime him because he wants to see the mess he helped create.

nobody knows that whilst you're out at dinner with your new man, alongside loved ones as he boasts about how he knows you’re the one and how you guys make such a lovely couple, (y/n) is daydreaming about ex-boyfriend!ace riding you on the back of his Suzuki through the city, knowing the rush gets you turned on. That rather than dealing with an insecure little boy who felt intimidated by your looks and success, ex-boyfriend!ace would go drinking and partying with you, loving when you showed off your body because he wasn't worried about another man taking what was his. Nobody knows that you have a small tattoo of ex-boyfriend!ace’s name right above your private area. Hell, it's not as if your new man touched you enough to notice and when he did, the lights remained off.

When your girlfriends are divulging the dirt about their relationships and how envious they are of you. Claiming that you hit the jackpot with such a structured, well mannered guy who works a high paying job and always comes home to you. But what nobody knows…is that he could never replace the man you truly love. So much so, when you kiss him on the cheek that Friday evening before heading to the ‘airport’ for another business trip..you’re secretly meeting ex-boyfriend!ace in the top floor suite at a luxury hotel hours away from home where you two go every month to fuck each other's brains out for three days straight. Akin to addicts who can’t be satisfied, you rabidly devour one another until your bodies quit.

“I’ve waited all week for this…I’m so not sorry for how I’m about to fuck you.” ”I wouldn’t expect anything less.” Wrapping his hands around your throat, shoving his tongue into your mouth as he corners you against a wall. Nobody knows that ex!boyfriend!ace has you face down on a mattress with your ass up in the air as his tongue explores both of your entrances. Practically seating you on his face to suction around that clit, flicking his tongue in and out of your tight cunt before prodding your asshole, leaving a sloppy trail of saliva on each of them. Because you wore that adorable little heart shaped plug to help prep you for the weekend.

“You taste so fucking good…especially when I know you’ll let me have it anytime I want.”

nobody knows that you’re somewhere gripping the sheets for dear life as ex-boyfriend!ace delivers the most insane backshots you’ve ever felt. Those perfectly round, thick cheeks ricocheting off of his lower half..the contrast in your skin and that pearlescent scream surrounding his shaft making the sight even better…ripping orgasms from your body with no shame because he deserves it. After all, you belong to him.

“That’s right..come on this dick, bitch. Give me what I want..” he still loves and respects you all the same. But ace knows you prefer rough, degrading sex far more than the mundane and vanilla. Especially when it was in short supply with your current situation. Even going as far as to place a foot on your head, tugging your arms behind your back so that he can really bury his cock inside of you.

“Yes! Keep fucking meeee, just like that, daddy. ‘S so good!”

“You love when I dig you out like this, treating you like a little slut..’swear this pussy’s going to get me in some serious trouble one day. But I don’t care, I love you.”

rambling on as he feels you twitching around him for the third time, leaving splatters of warm juices each time; squirting immensely from the constant stimulation to your spot.

“Damn, you’re coming so hard, pretty girl. Is he not fucking you right?” Laughing before he could even get the very rhetorical question from his mouth. Leaning down to place a trail of pecks and licks on your spine to console you before placing you into a prone position. ”Of course not..nobody knows this body better than me. Isn’t that right, gorgeous?” All but confirmed by the way you’re tightening around him..he can’t help but to grip your throat and steal sloppy kisses from you whilst he drills you into the mattress. “Nooo, babyyy. You’re the only one who can fuck me this good..oh my Goddd—“ placing his camera in your face so that he could have it for safekeeping..(and in case he gets wind of your man running his mouth about him again!) Making you call his name and scream it to the heavens. “Aceeee, fuck meeee..”

Nobody knows that you’ve been fucking for damn near an hour while your phone buzzes with missed calls and texts from your boyfriend and whatever little girl he’s deciding to entertain for the moment. As heinous as it was, you were just filling the void and you’d always find your way back to each other. Perhaps it was the thrill of sneaking around that kept this charade going. Either way, you weren’t giving each other for a long time and it’s so obvious why..no one else will do the freaky shit that you both crave so much.

“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you’re letting me fuck your ass again..feels amazing.” glaring up at him with the most adoring gaze in your eyes and smile on your face as you proudly hold a vibrator to your clit..allowing him to stretch that opposite opening. Practically coming on spot when you began to show your gratitude for this pleasure…

“Thank you, daddy..using all my holes like this. I love it so much.” That much apparent by the tears pouring down your face alongside that toothy grin. Only he could give it to you so good, you begin to cry!

“Oh shit..of course, gorgeous girl. I’d do anything for you..anything to see my baby smile.” Including pinning you down by your throat and letting trails of saliva drip into your mouth. Even feeding you a couple slaps when you all but pleaded with him to treat you like an object.

nobody knows that on the sparse occasions when you have sex with your current man, he’s forced to wear a condom because you’ve discussed several times that you don’t want children and you’re not taking any risks. But ex-boyfriend!ace gets the privilege of feeling that hard cock sliding in and out of you raw..and to breed you as many times as he can muster! Letting load after load spill into your aching womb. Filling every hole with that dripping seed.

“You look so pretty stuffed with my cum, sweetheart. Just how I like it.”

nobody knows why you left ex-boyfriend!ace in the first place but you knew why you’d always come running back!

@violetxxvenom @shamelesshoefairy @lwop-kpop

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

🤠Cowboys You Say?

Pairing: Zoro, Eustass, Sabo, Marco & Ace x fem!reader (separate or sharing doesn't affect the story)

*Old Note: Had a vacation out on 93 acres in the countryside and all I was thinking about…cowboys.*

Warnings: bondage! Dom/sub! Pet names! Praise & degradation! Vaginal penetration! Bimbofication! Rough sex! Spanking! Hair pulling! Yata yata smut lol y’all know I write nasty!breeding kink!

@votaeto @zorosdimples thought y’all might like this 

*New Author’s Note: Out of all the stories I thought I lost from my old account Honey’s World of Fanfiction THIS one was by far my favorite so to stumble upon it again makes me sooo freaky hype!!!! AHHH So excited!!!! Hope everyone still loves it just as much as me!! Don’t be alarmed I did fix some typos as well! Lol*

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Acres of land as far as the eye can see was before you. Majestic and overwhelming but it was now yours. Inherited from your late father, Edward, you had no choice but to return home to his prize. The ranch he loved second ONLY to you, too precious for you to just sell.

Patches of woods and forests littered with game even open fields for horses to run wild until tamed. There was a beautiful garden that stretched around the ranch, a pond with a family of ducks. A river with a strong current that only the toughest even dare swim in, flowing just along the ranch’s right side.

The terrain was intense but luckily your father made sure he left you with a great team to help you out.

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Lumberjack Ace 🪓who jumps out his pickup truck shirtless, drenched in a layer of sweat with an ax resting on his shoulder.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who was saddened and shocked at your father’s death but happy seeing his pretty daughter inherit the ranch.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who tips his hat and winks at you with a side smirk as he walks, “Mornin’ darlin’.”  The freckled face and cut abs flustering you immediately.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who pours a bucket of water over his head before taking the sweet tea you offered after hours of chopping firewood.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who cleans the chimney for you in your freakish city that gets snow storms mid summer. The grand line farmland a whirlwind of weather.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 flirts the entire time with winks and smirks. “Don’t worry babydoll I’ll have this house as hot as you in no time.” Tossing the wood he chopped inside with a dramatic sigh.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who ax throws intruders wanting to harm you

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause you’re his pretty cowgirl princess. “Aren’t you just a spitfire?” His moans drawn out all nice and sweet for ya.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who fucks you hard against the trees he plans on chopping. Using you to see if they’re sturdy enough as your back rubs against the rough bark.

“Yeah pretty girl ya like that don’t ya?” He’ll ask as he nips at your bottom lip making you whimper, pussy clenching. His cock will destroy your insides as the harsh tree rubs your skin raw. “Want my seed deep in that cute lil pussy of yours? I bet you do baby girl. Take every drop alright darlin’.”

Fucking your cunt hard in the forest as your screams bounced off the tall trees making him grunt as he paints that pussy white. “That’s my pretty girl.” 🪓

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Doctor Marco 🩺 who rode in on a fucking horse with flowers in his hands to show his condolences.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even studied animals in order to help your father when he stressed over his prized horse, Whitebeard, growing sick.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who made it a point to stop by everyday on his gorgeous marbled stallion, saying it was important for your mental health on such a secluded land.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who comes to your aid during the harsh heat when you almost had a heat stroke. “Wow there birdie~ can’t have you getting dehydrated on me.”

And !!

The treacherous winter when he finds you passed out in the house shaking still not used to a single fire heating up such a big house. “Sweet bird what would you do without me~” He’ll coo at you.

Doctor Marco 🩺  who sheds his clothes to warm you up the fastest way you can in the countryside. “Come here birdie I’ll keep you warm.” 

Cock plunging deep into your pussy to make you sweat. Your gasps and moans make him shiver, back arching off the bed as you claw at his skin. “D-doctor~ M-Marco ah~ you feels so warm.” You whimper as he leans over pushing his weight on his hands.

“I know dove~ let me keep taking good~ care of you. Make sure you stay nice and warm inside and out.” Marco’s thrust would be deep and really rough to make you sweaty and gasping. “I reckon I’ll have you feeling peachy in no time birdie.”

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even checks your gag reflex with his cock buried snug in your wet throat.

“Take a little more pretty thing.” Hand brushing your hair back with a gentle smile. Your eyes watery as you looked up at him in your pretty sundress soaked in your drool.

“There ya go dove doin just~ fine.” Marco would grunt out as he shallowly thrusts into your throat. Cumming deeply into your tight mouth making you moan softly at the taste. Semen dripping down the sides making you whine and even messier for his greedy eyes.

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Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who picked the prettiest mustangs for your father.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who supplies all the best horses in town. Even trains them too.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who washes your horses and loves watching you braid their hair afterwards in different styles. “I think that's one of my favorites sweet pea.” He’ll say coming up behind you all close.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who holds you tightly when a horse passes because he too knows your pain of losing a stallion.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who gets to train ladies all week but still doesn’t get behind them for a lesson, opting for his own stallion but insists on doing it for you. Saying you need the best.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who teaches you to ride. Thick cock brushing up against you as he wraps his arms around you. Breath heavy from the close proximity, “Doing great doll~” Voice raspy after a long ride of his cock brushing against your pretty self.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who buys you matching gloves for riding saying they’re the best and they’ll last the longest because of the quality but it’s actually because he likes you matching.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who wins all the horse racing championships

“Looking good doll.” Sabo drew out as he leaned against the railing where you were sitting in the front row. All the other women were jealous, wanting his attention too.

“How’s about I take a pretty lady like you out to a fancy dinner and a nice ride?” He winks at the last part hinting at a night of mystery that you so said ‘yes’ to.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who also makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause that’s just what cowboys do.

Eyes rolling back as he tugged on the knots you were bound by, “Just like that sweet pea move’em nice and slow fa me.” Sabo groaned out, voice raspy making you whine.  Fat cockhead pushing past your cervix making you choke out moans.

“Ooooooowweee doll listen to you howl. Go head and cum on me ‘kay sweetheart.” Sabo’s cocky when he fucks his fat cock up into your dripping pussy. His blue hat bouncing with his powerful thrusts, pussy squirting making his ego grow more. “Now that’s a prize winning stallion! Fuck~!! I’m gonna have to breed you full after that ride.”

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Butcher Zoro! 🔪 Who brought you the biggest cow in the shop to show his condolences.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who still delivers fresh meats weekly even though you’re not sick like your father and very capable of doing it yourself.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always offers to sharpen your kitchenware when he delivers the meats to ensure you the best.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who loves pulling up to you grilling or smoking some meats and seeing your proud smile when you used his ingredients. “Please Zoro! You just have to join me for dinner! I think you’re gonna love how the steaks turned out! It's a great cut.”

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who can hog tie the fastest in the countryside. Seeing him wrangle up that boar with his cocky smirk made your thighs press together. Feeling like a sinner in church needing a sip of sweet tea with the way he wiped the sweat off his brow.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always winks at you and tips his hat after winning the hog tying contest making everyone jealous.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who puts you in gorgeous knots and suspended ropes to stretch you out in.

“Dammit woman look at you suckin’ in this cock like a champion.” Zoro grunted as he watched his cock disappear down your sloppy throat. Spit and cum from an earlier load dripping all over your front. Pulling away he ripped your top open and latched his hungry mouth onto your breast. Your arms above you in ropes as you hung like a butchered pig ripe for his taking.

“Prettiest little piggy to ever be eaten by me, I tell you what.” Zoro smirked as he left mark after amazing mark all over your sweaty skin.

Tying your legs up and spread out so he can slide that fat ass cock all the way in with no interruptions. “Fuck yeah piggy lemme hear you squeal for this cock just butchering your insides.” He was definitely merciless in all the things he did but you weren’t about to complain.

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Farmer Eustass 🤠 who still tends to your 100+ acres of land cause, “Ain’t no way in hell I’ll be able to sleep at night knowing a pretty lamb like you is doin all the work.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who calls you almost every farm/animal he can possibly think of.  Lamb, pig, mouse, bunny, chickie, calf, heifer,etc

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who comes to your aid whenever you need repairs around the house, but only does them shirtless.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who drives the tracker shirtless in his overalls with a piece of straw in his mouth, hat tipped real low. Winking at you when you give him a cool glass of lemonade for his hard work plowing the fields, though you couldn’t help but desire that he was plowing something else.

“Thanks lil calf but I think I might wanna drink on somethin’ else you can gimme me. Maybe some milk?”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who buys you the prettiest dresses and shoes cause he’ll be doin all the hard labor anyways.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who gets handsy the fastest cause he can’t help but want to let out all his stress on you. Looking like a sweet lil belle that he wanted nothing more than to corrupt into his pretty bimbo after a long day.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who’s a total stereotype. Wanting a beer and his dick sucked the second he steps foot in the door. Don’t worry he always returns the favor 😉

“Been thinkin’ bout these lips wrapped around my cock all damn day out on that field. Fuck~ that’s it chick, slobber all over me.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who roughly shoves your face in the hay as he fucks you ass up in the barn. Spanking you and pulling you back by your pigtails.

“Good fuckin’ calf. Letting me breed you full till you’re swollen wit my kids, tits drippin with milk for me.” Hips rocking into your cunt with a mission to fill you full. Stuffing your womb full of his children to run and play on the farm.“Fuck-my little cow being so good. Stay just like that babe.” Spanking you as he grabs both your pigtails in one large hand. “Sweet little heifer letting me breed her like she’s supposed ta wit outta fight. Come on moo for your owner baby.”  Voice raspy as he’ll grip your ass, fucking you hard on his heavy cock. Hay scratching into your face as you cream around his dick with a shaky scream. “Soundin’ so pretty when you get loud like that fa me.”

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

Summary: Sabo’s muscles are hot. Even hotter when his cock is in you. That’s it, that’s the summary. ~3.1k words. This is pure, nasty, (extremely) uncreative smut. Enjoy!

CW: Afab reader, gendered pet names (“princess” and “pretty girl”), lots of throwing the reader around, teasing, dirty talk, like 3 diff sex positions, P in V.

MINORS DNI. NSFW CONTENT.

It’s late at night in the revolutionary base and you just finished eating your midnight snack. On your way back to your room, you hear footsteps behind you. You’re familiar with the sound and you can immediately tell who it is. As you begin to turn around, big hands grasp your waist and unexpectedly push you towards the wall.

You’re pinned and someone’s body flush is against yours. He’s caught you off guard and now he has you right where he wants you—just how he’s been fantasizing all day.

“Hi, sweetheart.”

Obviously, it’s Sabo. You’re well acquainted with the feeling of those strong hands bracing your body while he does whatever he wants with you.

“Sabo, what are you doing?” Your tone is one of fake incredulity and you laugh because you can already tell he wants to rail you into oblivion. He’s feral for you. What’s new?

As his lips meet your shoulder and wander to your neck, he leaves soft licks and kisses. He takes a deep inhale.

“I missed you, baby.” Sabo murmurs in your ear and his voice is sugar-coated. You can feel something hard poking into your ass, slowly rutting into you. His grip around your waist tightens.  

You giggle and you roll your eyes. “It’s been six hours since you last saw me.”

He effortlessly flips you around so his chest is pressing into yours and he’s backing you against the wall yet again.

“Six hours is too long. C’mere. Can’t you help me let off some steam?” Sabo’s voice is lower than usual. It gets like this when he’s worked up, when his cock is hard and aching for you.

A hand leaves your waist and finds its place on your cheek, guiding your lips to his with surprising softness. Your arms wrap around his neck. They never fail to find their way there.

The kisses increase in desperation and he starts dry humping you so hard that it’s starting to hurt.

His large, warm hands slip under the hem of your shirt and squeeze your breasts, massaging and kneading them for a moment before he breaks your kisses and asks, “Can I pick you up?”

Your answer is an eager “mmhmm.”

Sabo loves to throw you around and you have no problem indulging him whenever he asks. He knows you love how strong he is. When you first started seeing each other, it took you some convincing to allow him to pick you up—was it a matter of self-confidence? Safety? Security? Not wanting him to drop you? It had been so long since then that you’ve forgotten your initial hesitance. Now, when he asks if he can pick you up, the answer is always a resounding yes.

Once he found out about your strength kink, he was borderline insufferable about it. When he lifts weights or does other workouts like pull-up bars or push-ups, he makes sure you can see. He doesn’t do it in a cringey way, rather, he’s being considerate. He knows you want a glance, and he complies. Sabo is tickled that you like it so much and he never knew that this would be the thing that got you going—so tickled that he loves to ruthlessly tease you about it.

He lifts you by your waist, sliding you up the wall. When you’re raised enough to his liking, his hands shift downwards to your thighs, supporting your weight enough for your legs to wrap around him.

It goes without saying, but he’s ripped. His arms feel sturdy—you’re not worried that he’s going to drop you, and when his rippling muscles press on your skin, you’re reminded of just how manly he is.

He doesn’t look overtly muscular at first glance. But the first time you saw Sabo training without a shirt, your jaw dropped. Everything about him was perfect—he looked like he was carved from marble, toned, beautiful, the abs, the v-line, the muscle definition, the golden hair, tanned skin… Fuck, he’s hot.

Sabo loves to use those muscles and his strength to contort you into any shape he wants and fuck you anywhere and anyhow he can imagine. He likes to pick you up and fuck you like that, being in total control, slinging you around like you’re a sack of flower (or a sex doll). And you can’t deny that it gets you off just as much as it gets him off.

When he has you wrapped around him, Sabo picks you up and carries you into his bedroom. His erection is rubbing you from below and it’s making your core tingle and throb.

He basically throws you onto the end bed. He takes off his clothes and you’re struck by the sight of his cock. You’ve seen it many times before, but the sight never got old. Like the rest of him, it’s big and pretty. Long, thick, veiny, dusted with colors of fleshy pink and inflamed reds.

You free yourself from your clothes too and look up at him. His expression is lust itself.

“God, I can’t wait to fuck you.” Sabo’s voice is husky. As you spread your legs for him, his cock jumps.

More manhandling. Sabo’s arms loop under your thighs and he literally yanks your knees over his shoulders. He’s pressing down into you so hard that his weight almost knocks the wind out of you. Your knees are up and pushed into your chest as much as is physically possible—it almost hurts, you’re certainly uncomfortable, but with the prospect of his cock, you can endure anything.

He takes in the moment, teasing himself and you by running the tip of his cock your clit and down through your folds. It makes your back arch and sparks of bliss flash in your eyes. He lets out a groan and does this for a few minutes, until you’re begging for it. You’re soaking wet in record time.

“Sabo, fuck. Stop teasing me. Put it in already.” You’re pouting.

“Don’t you wanna ask nicely?” He teases with a cocky grin. If you had more willpower right now, you’d reprimand him for making you wait when you’re this wet. But… you’re on the verge of throwing him on the bed and riding him.

“Sabo, please, baby.”

He knows you’re wet enough now that he can slide his cock in without any resistance or pain. So he does, and it feels absolutely amazing as his girth presses into your cunt inch by delicious inch.

His cock is so huge that it takes a moment for your walls to adjust. As Sabo stretches you out, a moan escapes your lips. He almost shivers from the sound. Vocal expressions of your pleasure always give him goosebumps. When you start making noises like that, he falls apart. He loses composure. No more teasing. He needs you now.

His hips start to roll into yours, as slow as he can muster. He wants to coax pleasure from you, to see your face twist in pleasure, to feel your walls clench around his shaft until he explodes inside of you.

One hand braces itself next to your head. He’s putting all his weight on top of you, and all that muscle makes him heavy. You have to make an extra effort to breathe because he’s practically squishing the air out of you with each thrust. You’d have it no other way.

As Sabo’s cock scrapes your throbbing walls, raging waves of pleasure start to crash over you. He can feel you clenching on his shaft. It spurs him on. He picks up the pace and you start to moan and writhe under him.

“Fuck, you feel good,” Sabo grunts out, inches away from your face. His eyes transform when he gets like this—the kindness is gone. Only desire and need can be discerned from his fiery gaze. “So fucking tight for me.”

Suddenly, and far too quickly, you’ve reached your limit. He’s fucking into you like it’s nothing, absolutely obliterating your g-spot so you feel like you’re floating. His hands are on your waist and he’s moving you back and forth on his cock, fucking you however he wants, like he’s just using you.

On full display, Sabo’s muscly arms pick you up with ease again. He maneuvers you, and you find yourself sinking onto his cock, straddling him in reverse cowgirl. He’s laying on the bed, propped up by pillows, grabbing fistfuls of your ass and spreading your cheeks apart. He watches his cock disappear into you, mesmerized.

“Ride me, pretty girl.”

You whimper and start to bounce up and down on his cock at his command. After a while, your legs start to hurt, so you collapse forward and brace yourself on your hands as your rock your hips back and forth.

“Just like that. Fuck, you ride me so well.” Sabo graces you with a satisfied groan and a hard smack on your ass. The pain sears, but it emphasizes your pleasure. He’s bucking his hips upwards in small jerks, driving himself deeper into your cunt. Your thighs are shaking and you’re whimpering at each press on your g-spot.

You’re riding him to completion—at least, that’s what you think. But he’s too familiar with your body and your moans. He can tell that you’re going to cum in a minute if you keep going. And he’s nowhere near finished with you.

“Ah ah ah, not yet baby. I’m not done with you.”

He pulls his cock out and you whine in protest. Why does he always have to make this so difficult?

Sabo throws you around some more. Next thing you know, he’s standing up, holding you, and his cock is inside of you. You wrap your legs around him. You know the drill.

Sabo pulls and pushes on your ass, bouncing you on his cock while you pull him tighter with your legs. He loves to fuck you standing up while he does all the work. Usually, this is how he prefers to cum in you.

He can go for hours like this. He’s that strong. And his arms won’t start to ache or shake.

But he won’t go for hours today—only for a little while longer. He gets you babbling and fucked out, dripping wet and pulsing around his cock, and then he pulls out of you again. You’re so frustrated that you almost cry.

“Oh, you thought I was gonna let you cum, sweetheart?” He laughs and kisses you with another cheeky grin plastered over his face. His blonde hair is ruffled and there’s a sheen of sweat on his skin. He’s getting close. He thinks that the next position will be the last one.

He slams you back on the bed again, unceremoniously, almost knocking the wind out of you. Fuck, it’s hot when he does that, and fuck, he’s so strong it’s crazy. You squeeze your thighs together when you’ve settled on the bed and he laughs because he knows you too well.

“God, you’re cute. You really like being thrown around that much?” Sabo stands and strokes his cock for a second while he stares down at your puppy-dog eyes.

His teasing is cruel. Can’t he just fuck you already?

“Sabo, please.”

He tuts and keeps stroking his cock, standing at the end of the bed. One of his hands is fisting as much precum as he can out of his slit, and the other is passing over his abs and pecs, teasing himself and you. He’s getting dangerously worked up and you’ve only been having sex for 20 minutes max. That might be a new low.

“Touch yourself for me, princess.”

You whine and open your legs for his greedy eyes. It’s already like mush between your legs, so wet that your thighs are messy and your cunt is throbbing. You pass two fingers down through your folds and hiss air in through your teeth at the sensation.

Returning your fingers up, you circle your own juices over your clit for a few moments before you’re arching your back again. You know that you can’t cum yet. In an effort to stave off the inevitable, your hands wander upwards to play with your chest—one hand squeezes your breast while the other plays with your sensitive bud.

“Sabo.” You moan his name and his heart flips. He knows you’re thinking about him while you touch yourself. It gets him off beyond belief.

You roll your nipple between your fingers and your other hand creeps down again to your core. As you slip your middle and ring fingers into your cunt, you begin to fuck yourself with them, going slow at first and angling to find that gooey sensitive spot inside.

It feels so good that your thighs are starting to seize up and your toes start to curl. “Fuck, Sabo. I need you.” You look at him with a tortured, needy face and he groans again. When you say his name like that with your fingers stuffed in your cunt, he has no choice but to fuck you so hard your eyes roll back in your head.

He pounces on you, pinning your hands above your head with one hand and pushing your thigh up with the other. When he plunges his cock into your folds, you know he means business.

His pace is fast and erratic. “You drive me fucking crazy,” he grunts as he grinds his cock on your deepest parts and squeezes the plush skin of your thigh. “You’re so fucking wet, babe. Fuuucckkkk.”

Through your half-lidded eyes and the haze of lust that’s taken over your mind, you manage to drink up the sight in front of you. Sabo’s pretty blonde hair is shifting back and forth, in time with his hips. His arms are flexed in all their glory���toned, not too big, muscly, and sexy. The same goes for his abs and pecs—he’s just breathtaking.

His happy trail snakes up his abdomen, and it’s a darker shade than his blonde locks; the wiry pattern thins out before his belly button. His abs are so solid that it’s ridiculous, but it isn’t too much. Everything about him fits his physique perfectly—every muscle is striking but not overwhelming, each is a bold statement of the strength that he works so hard for. His size and definition are perfect for his frame. You count your lucky stars that he uses that strength on you, doing whatever he pleases (or whatever you ask for).

He's too hot for his own good, and he knows it.

His hips roll into yours and you’re seeing stars by now, head lolling to the side as you’re barely cognizant of anything happening other than pleasure. Every squelching noise makes him grunt. He’s approaching orgasm, finally ready to let go inside of you.

“You gonna cum for me, angel? I know you’re getting close.”

When you whimper in response, he reaches a hand down and rubs his thumb on your clit. That sends you over the edge.

Your moans are deafening, and they go straight to his cock. He presses down on your clit harshly and you start to squirm, clawing into his biceps and throwing your head back in pleasure.

“Fuck, Sabo, ‘m cumming, fuck, fuck that feels good.” You convulse and spasm. When you tell him that he’s making you feel good, that’s what finally does it for him.

His last thrusts are haphazard, and his thumb draws circles agonizingly slow circles on your clit still. It’s almost too much now that you’re mid-orgasm.

“That’s it, gorgeous. Cream on my cock. Feels so—so f-fucking good.” Deep groans trickle from his pretty lips.

Sabo finally hits his limit at one strong clench from your walls around his cock. He seizes up and shoots his load into you, letting out a chorus of “fuck, babe,” and “feels so good,” and “you’re so fucking wet for me,” etc.

When you’re both done with your respective mind-numbing waves of pleasure, Sabo pulls out of you and watches his cum drip out of your cunt. He smiles and then leans in for more kisses.

Sabo is very satisfied with himself. He just loves that you let him do whatever he wants to you, and the best part of it is making you cum every time.

When he’s smothered you with enough kisses, he picks you up again and carries you off to the bathroom attached to his suite. It’s nothing fancy, but he keeps it squeaky clean. It’s another one of his favorite spots to fuck you, other than his bed and when you’re leaned over the kitchen counter with your ass on display.

In the bathroom, he gets you all cleaned up. Frequently, you’ll end the night (or spend a few hours) in his bed together, naked under the covers. He kisses every part of you that he can, spoons you, pets your cheek or hair with his hand, or even tickles you when he wants to hear your cute giggles.

He’s manly and muscly, duh. But he really is such a sweetie pie. It’s literally heart melting and almost suffocating. But when you’re drowning in his affection, you can’t complain. He just loves you so much that he can’t keep it inside. That’s why going six hours in a day without seeing you (or fucking you) is so brutal for him. He’s like a dog for you.

That being said, you can just imagine how good the sex is and how needy he gets when he goes on multi-day missions without you. He tries to be as locked-in as he can, following the plan and staying as safe as possible, but sometimes he slips up, and frequently that’s because he’s musing on putting his cock in you and plowing you until you can’t speak anymore.

that’s all for this one. shoutout to the anon who suggested that i indulge in my strength kink for this prompt with sabo. goddamn that man is a rascal and i want him to ravage me… just thinking about his arms i gotta fan myself with my hand.... he wouldnt be TOO muscly either, i think he would be very ripped but not like a body builder or anything. just pretty and toned *chefs kiss*

but also this felt pretty mid so if you got this far, thanks for humoring me! much love <3

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i’m posting everyday from now to october 31!

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[kakuchosindigenouswife]

Hello! May i ask for shanks x f reader who is chubby and insecure about her weight and stretchmarks? (if it makes you uncomfortable just ignore this) have a good day!

,, Too beautiful. ''

warnings: smut (requested!!! also shanks wants u SO BAD omg and i got rlly into it)

A/N: beginning of smut is marked with pink colored text, also has around 4.7k words

"Can I help keep you company tonight, darling? I'm sure a man like you would enjoy having a woman like me to warm his bed..."

"Oh, thank you so much for saving us! You know, if you ever need anything, and I mean ANYTHING? then i'm your girl... Well, hopefully I can be."

"Why hello there, handsome. Can I buy you a drink?"

Comments like that were often heard by you, directed towards your lover, to be exact. You knew they couldn't help it, any confident woman would be trying her luck with Red-Haired Shanks, and it wasn't just because he was a powerful man, but because he was a sexy man. But, he was yours, and he certainly wasn't going to leave you in the dust for a cheap broad, that was for sure...

But, when they shot glares your way when he wrapped his singular arm around you, or when you fed him a piece of food off of your plate, or maybe even when you brought his drink to his lips for him if he was too busy holding you, it slowly eroded the sense of temporary confidence Shanks allowed you to experience. Their glares weren't there because they were just jealous that you were with Shanks, the ladies glared and scowled at you because you weren't attractive, or so you told yourself.

When a lady or two would hit on Shanks, you shrunk into yourself, you wanted to shut them up, and maybe make yourself feel a little more secure, but when you glanced down at your own body, and back to theirs, you saw the difference between you two, clear as day, and you really, really wished that maybe you could change yourself overnight, get rid of your stretch marks, the fat on your thighs, your stomach fat, anything that Shanks might see as undesirable.

You laid in bed next to Shanks, staring at his sleeping face, before you closed your eyes, replaying tonight's events in your head, although Shanks had comforted you before bed, holding you and kissing your lips so gently, you knew it wasn't enough to get rid of what had to have been years of insecurity about your body and appearance. As per usual, Shanks was being crowded by a group of women, their adoring smiles and flirty gestures didn't go unnoticed by you, but you stayed quiet. Shanks grinned at the attention and praise from them, though he attempted to remain humble, he didn't wanna give them too much attention, because he had something much better he was wanting to do. After a while longer, most of the women dispersed, much to your relief, but one lady remained.

"Would you mind if I... Personally, thank you?" A particularly beautiful woman spoke softly, her hand ghosting over her breast in a suggestive movement.

Beckman and Yasopp glared daggers into the back of her head, they were probably you and Shanks' biggest supporters when it came to your relationship, and they were happy to pull off an especially stubborn woman from Shanks if you couldn't find a chance to help him slip away yourself She didn't seem to be doing much harm as of now, so they just watched her closely.

“Ah, well, I already have a pretty lady that'll be warming my bed, and my heart for the foreseeable future, so, not a chance.” Shanks huffed out a laugh, but the woman seemed a little agitated, not embarrassed in the slightest , just… Angry. She glanced around for a woman nearby, eyes passing over you, and you felt extremely embarrassed in the moment, especially when she looked at you with a bewildered expression, before barking out a cold laugh, scoffing at Shanks. “Is that what you're into? Yeah, no.” She flicked her hair, walking off, the look she gave you, paired with the words she spoke about you, ended up crushing your very soul, and Shanks ran to your side.

Fortunately none of the other crew paid enough attention to hear her words, and Beckman and Yasopp immediately stopped watching the lady like hawks when Shanks blew her off.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Shanks smiled softly, caressing your cheek as he leaned down to press his forehead to yours, closing his eyes. He opened them again when you stayed silent, offering you a private smile, before speaking softly into your ear, his arm wrapping around your waist, his hand resting on your lower hip. “You know, I don't tell you you're beautiful everyday for no reason, honey. You're the prettiest woman in the world.”

You wanted to cry, because his words were just so sweet, and you felt undeserving of his constant reassurance more than ever now, and also because you were so embarrassed that your lover fell in love with somebody so unsightly. You knew pushing him away when all he wanted to do was help you would do no good for either of you, so you let him hold you, because you knew it wasn't right to reject his love when he just wanted to make sure you were okay, you let his soft words reach you.

“I love you, Shanks. I really do. I’m sorry.” You shakily exhaled, apologizing for your insecurities being so obvious. Shanks frowned at you, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of your nose, his stubble lightly tickling your lips. “I love you too, but don't apologize. What are you even apologizing for, Silly?” He quipped, pinching your hip playfully, making you exhale a laugh as you lightly jumped from the sudden action, sniffling and blinking away the barely formed tears in your eyes as he smiled at you again, moving to stand by your side, hand dropping down to hold your hand.

“I’ll be with you again right after we set sail, M’kay?” He whispered in your ear, pulling away, then giggling to himself before he leaned down to kiss your lips, walking over to the crew to bark orders at them.

Your eyes opened, sleep unsuccessful in welcoming you, your bottom lip quivering as you huffed hot air out of your mouth, the memories of today’s previous events not serving to comfort you, despite the many kisses Shanks had given you when you two crawled into bed. You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut, then opening them again, blinking away tears as they slid down your cheeks.

You ended up looking at Shanks, who had his mouth wide open, snoring softly as a bit of drool dribbled down his cheek, his hair messy and disorderly, making you giggle softly despite your sadness. Your giggles slowly turned into soft sobs, your hands gently reaching under your clothes, tracing along the stretch marks scattered on your flesh. Your fingertips traced the marks on your hips, stomach, lower back, your biceps, inner thighs, and when you stopped at the stretch marks on your breasts, you couldn't help but feel bad for Shanks. You felt bad that, instead of smooth scar-free flesh, instead of a small stomach, smaller thighs, instead of a beautiful and fit woman, Shanks had you.

Your skin was littered in stretch marks, and although you weren't weak nor unhealthy, you remained chubby, and you couldn't get rid of your stretch marks in an instant, so Shanks just… Had to deal with your body, the body you felt ashamed of showing off.

You sniffled, tears still streaming down your face as you looked at your sleeping boyfriend. You felt guilty for looking at his face and crying, and maybe even a little embarrassed, even though he was fast asleep, so you turned around and cried facing the wall.

Your soft sobs slowly woke Shanks, his breath caught in his throat when he wasn't met with the sight of your face immediately, and instead, the back of your head, along with the unmistakable sound of you crying. “Hey, hey…” He cooed, sitting up in bed as he blinked away the sleep caught in his eyes immediately, all for you. He wasn't angry in the slightest, but when his beautiful girlfriend was upset, he wasn't gonna just go back to sleep and hope you fixed it yourself, no, of course not! He wasn't that kind of man, he loved you, and when you love somebody, you're supposed to love each and every part of them, physical or not, right?

You jolted slightly when his deep voice echoed throughout the room, and as his hand found its usual place on your hip, guilt crept in.

“It's okay, baby, it's okay. I’m awake… Why are you crying?” He pressed his chest against your back, kissing your ear softly as his whispers soothed your cries into soft whimpers. You couldn't run from it now.

“My body. My body is—” You shook as you whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as you turned around to look Shanks in the eye while you had this conversation. Your eyes opened as you came face to face with Shanks again, a small frown etched onto his face, his brows furrowed. “Your body? What's wrong with it?” His soft breath fanned over your cheek.

“You know, my… My stretch marks and, I'm chubby and… And… You know that I’m not really… Conventionally attractive. What about me do you find beautiful?” You shook, small sobs escaping between your words as you tried to piece together the words you wanted him to hear without wailing like a baby. “Y/N, maybe right now you can't see yourself the way I see you. I tell you how beautiful you are everyday because it's a fact. It's not me spitballing for no goddamn reason—” He let out a breathy laugh, pausing to kiss your tear-stained cheek.

“It's because you are beautiful, honey. I know me explaining why I love you won't work like the magic I want it to be that just makes all your insecurities disappear, but really, you're beautiful. And, your stretch marks- Why would they matter to me?” He paused, any lingering sleep completely out of his system. He expressed his love and devotion to you so, so clearly, and it was utterly romantic.

“You don't think I’m ugly because of the scar over my eye, or my missing arm, right? Why should I care about them? Your stretch marks are beautiful, and they make you so, so unique. I don't even know how to put it into words, but they make you seem so divine.” He breathed out, swallowing the saliva pooling in his mouth. He was reassuring you because you were sad, but all this talk about your body made a few other things flash in his mind.

Your tears were gone now, but there were still small slivers of doubt stuck in your brain. “I’m afraid that you hate looking at my body. Maybe you could love me as a person, but sometimes it feels like you loving my body is just… Out of the question.” You smiled awkwardly, an uncomfortable warmth spreading throughout your body at the mention of your body.

“No- Oh, god, no. Am I so bad in bed that you think I don't like your body?” He joked, chuckling at himself as he tried to lighten the mood, making you giggle at the way he poked fun at himself, the weight on your chest seemingly lifted. “Your body is so, so fucking sexy, and you're so beautiful already that sometimes I feel a little nervous. I love your lips, your hips, your stretch marks, your thighs, your legs, and…” He grinned, and you, sensing the incoming dirty joke, pinched his cheek, laughing at him when he yelped lightly, overdramatic per usual.

“Owie! My girlfriend's so mean to me! Here I was, ready to show her a night so good the whole crew would know… Ah…” Shanks sighed, pouting as he began to sit up, his messy red hair illuminated by the lamp on the bedside table, he looked messier than usual, but it was… Really hot. You chuckled, sitting up and scooting closer to him so you could rest your head on his shoulder. “You better not, Shanks.” You warned, a playful poke to his rib.

“What, not in the mood?” He chuckled, hand reaching up to play with your hair, bouncing it in his hand. “It's not that I’m not in the mood, I just—” Shanks made you cut yourself off, swiftly moving to shove you down onto the bed again, burying his face into your chest, making you laugh loudly at him, any tiny remnants of lingering sadness immediately dispersing. “What are you doing?” You questioned Shanks with a flick to the back of his head, his stubble poking your clothes.

Shanks mumbled something indiscernible, the vibrations shooting through your body and making your soft nipples slowly begin to harden under your blouse, the small warmth from his mouth seeping into your clothes, reaching your skin. You shuddered, placing a hand at the back of his head, lightly tugging on a few strands of his hair.

“What do you want now?” You playfully quipped, breathing through your growing arousal. Shanks’ hand reached up, rubbing your hip, then dipping down to caress your thigh in a sensual way, not helping your case in the slightest. Shanks chuckled dryly, huffing in your scent, before lifting his head up, smiling at you, and you could definitely see that glimmer in his eyes.

“I want to eat your pussy right now.” He spoke as serious as ever, before giggling at you, not alluding to whether or not he was serious, though, you would think after knowing and dating him for such a long time, you could tell. He scooted upwards a bit, his thumb dipping to rub your inner thigh, and he began to kiss you by pressing a soft kiss to your cheek, then trailing down to your jaw, your throat, back up to your jaw, and ending with your lips. He wanted to taste your other lips, too, but the ones on your face would do for now until you were ready enough.

You smiled into the kiss, before breathlessly pulling away.

“Really?” You questioned, whimpering softly as his warm lips encased part of your neck, ready for him to just swallow you whole. You shuddered, your legs spreading a little, feet rubbing against the soft sheets as Shanks spread your legs a little more, slotting himself deeper between them, though both of your clothes remained on your bodies. You felt the outline of his dick under those pesky pants he wore, he was merely semi-hard, but a few more seconds between your warm thighs and he’d be hard as rock.

“Of course. I’m already loving the way your thighs feel. I always tell you they feel better squishing my face.” His hand traced over your stretch marks, momentary embarrassment taking you over, but he quelled it with one more kiss to your throat.

“I’ll take my pants off.” You nodded in agreement to your own statement, whining at the affection you were receiving, even when you were feeling insecure, Shanks always had a talent for making sure even if you were angry, upset, tired, or just lazy, you had a good time during sex. Shanks moved back a little after removing his hand from your thigh, sitting up on his knees as you slid your pants down to your thighs, lifting your hips up so you could throw the fabric off with ease, sighing in relief as cool air hit your bare legs, your underwear still covering your pussy.

“Spread your legs for me, honey.” He smiled, positioning himself between your legs once more, resting his chin atop your thigh. You complied, spreading your legs just far enough for your thighs to lazily drape over his shoulders. “Good. I’m gonna try to pull your underwear off with my teeth.” You were incredibly aroused right now, and you were sure Shanks could see the faint wet spot on your panties, but despite your arousal, you snickered at him when his teeth tugged at the elastic part of your underwear.

He gently pulled your panties down, they glided over your thighs in a few sloppy movements, making Shanks laugh at just how bad he was at removing your panties with his teeth. “You are so bad at this.” You playfully giggled, hand resting atop his head as he pouted. “I wish I had both of my arms. I’ll get you back for that.” Shanks was clearly joking, but you had no time to linger on that statement, because your panties were tugged down to your ankles the next second.

.........

“Aha! I’m not that bad at it.” He grinned triumphantly, using his hand to slip them off completely, tossing them onto the lampshade, making you laugh again. Shanks leaned back a little to kiss your ankles, trailing his lips down to your knees, then your thighs, stopping to kiss at your wet pussy lips, covered in slick. “Good job.” You hummed in a teasing tone, sucking in air through your teeth when his lips met your pussy for a mere moment, exhaling a moment later.

You stared at his head down between your thighs, your stretch marks slightly illuminated by the light in the room, but with Shanks between your legs, it felt hard to get sad about your body again. He gently licked the smeared arousal off of your cunt, eyes squeezed shut as he just savored your taste. You whimpered when his tongue, warm and wet, gently dipped between your lips, licking and kissing your pussy, breathing onto your clit.

And then, his eyes opened. He had a look others would register as scary, you think anybody would be horrified if “Red-Haired” looked at them with these eyes, but right now, he wasn't “Red-Haired”, he was just Shanks. That, and he was eating the life out of your pussy right now, his stubble sometimes got annoying, but it was worth it every. damn. time. Moaning softly, your hands made a move so they could begin grabbing at his hair, your head tipping back to land atop your pillow, spreading your legs a bit more for Shanks to get a better taste. The heels of your feet rested on top of his back, and you let yourself relax, Shanks would ensure you would relax either way, but he preferred if you were cozy right off the bat.

“Your pussy’s so pretty.” His words muffled by his face buried so deep between your legs, still managed to reach your ears, making you blush, thighs instinctively trying to clamp together, but instead ended up squishing Shanks’s face together. Still, he kept eating you, not stopping a second other than to murmur soft praises, slowly building your orgasm with deep flicks of his tongue and gentle rubs of his thumb against your clit, and it made your hips buck when he kept sucking on your clit.

“Oh, I’m gonna cum, Shanks. Oh god, I love you, I love you so much. Fuck, you're the best thing thats ever happened to me, I’m- Oh, I’m cumming!” You keened, trying to close your plump thighs together while Shanks continued to tongue-fuck your pussy, alternating between rubbing your clit with his thumb, flicking it with his tongue, or just stopping to suck on it like a lollipop.

With a sharp cry once more , your pussy clenched around nothing, hips softly bucking against your lover's face as his movements slowed, a warm cream dripping from your vagina, making Shanks dip back inwards towards your pussy, softly lapping up your cum as you gasped from the overstimulation. Shanks pressed one last peck to your clit, before sitting back up, smiling at you. “I love you too. You feel better now, sweetheart?” He giggled, laying ontop of you, his painfully obvious erection pressing against your thigh.

“I feel… A lot better. I feel amazing.” You murmured, pausing between words to pant softly, but the ache between your legs started again, and it was slightly embarrassing. All of his praise and reassurance got you a little wetter tonight, and even after you got eaten out by the man in question, you still wanted him, and this time it was an even deeper want, maybe it was carnal. Shanks leaned up to capture your lips in a kiss, pressing his chest to yours as he slid his tongue inside your mouth, both of your eyes closed shut.

Your hands, however, had other ideas. One of your hands stayed on your lover’s cheek, while the other reached down to tug at the waistband of his pants, pulling it down just enough for you to feel his cock spring out. Shanks smiled into the kiss, before pulling away. “Want me that bad? Just ask.” His brows wiggled, and you rolled your eyes playfully at him.

“I never need to ask. The answer is always yes, Shanks.” Giggling, you reached your hand downwards, gently grasping his shaft, making Shanks groan softly, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to catch his breath. “Okay, yeah, the answer is always yes. You know me too well, Y/N. Touché.” He clicked his tongue, watching your face as you began to slowly stroke his length, his eyelids felt heavier, and Shanks closed his eyes to savor the feeling.

“We fuck like rabbits when we get the chance, of course you know me. Shit, fuck-” Shanks groaned, moving up a bit more to rest his head on your shoulder, laying on his side. His hand went to your chest, tugging up the blouse you wore to bed gently, making a gasp escape your lips as the cool air quickly hardened your nipples. “There they are...” Within seconds, Shanks began to litter your breasts in kisses, stopping to gently suck a few hickeys onto your skin, his hand moving to gently tug and rub your nipples.

You kept jerking him off, fingers gliding to the tip of his cock, and you swore you could feel it throbbing, pre-cum smeared over his head. Shanks wrapped his mouth over the entirety of your areola, drooling on your tits as he moved his tongue in slow circles. “Shanks. I want you inside of me.” You moaned, digging the soles of your feet into the sheets, toes curling.

“Okay, yeah. Let me just…” Shanks panted, grabbing your wrist to halt your movements, pressing a sloppy kiss to your collarbones. He groaned, grabbing his shaft to begin rubbing the tip of his dick between your folds, originally planning to get you wet by playing with your pussy, but he seemed to have forgotten just how wet he got you. “Oh, woah. You're still really wet.” Shanks chuckled, halting his movements so his hand could toy with your clit, making you huff out a desperate moan.

Slowly, Shanks gently massaged his middle finger into your entrance, marveling at how you eagerly sucked in his singular finger, hungry for more the next second. “Just put it in already. God, I can't wait any longer.” A groan of frustration left your lips, immediately silenced by soft whimpers as a second finger had unknowingly entered you, as Shanks began to massage your cunt, your legs spread wider, and you could feel the heat slowly building in your stomach, the nape of your neck feeling sweaty as you tried to relax and be patient, eyes shutting.

“Can I make you cum on my fingers? Or do you wanna cum on my cock?” You licked your dry lips, a tingly sensation shooting through your thighs and trailing up towards your starving pussy, sucking Shanks’s fingers deeper, although he was already knuckle deep into your pussy. “Please, fuck me already. I wanna cum on your cock.” All shame disappeared when you were both alone in the bedroom, embarrassment flying out the window because you knew for a fact beating around the bush would do no good.

With that, you watched as Shanks nudged the tip of his cock against your hole, pushing himself halfway inside you, before stopping to rub your clit, spitting on his fingers so he wouldn't chafe it. After a while, you shakily exhaled, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him closer in, though your greedy pussy sucked him in closer than you did with just your legs. “Greedy tonight, huh? I’ll take good care of you, baby.” A smile finding its way onto his lips, Shanks leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours, nudging his dick against your walls as he adjusted himself so he could place his hand beside your head.

“I’m gonna move now, hold on.” And so you did, wrapping your arms and legs around Shanks as he began to thrust into you, not impatiently, not lazily, but as slow as he could be, reaching deep inside of you, staring lovingly into your eyes as his lips parted, a soft moan erupting from his mouth and slipping into yours. “You feel so good.” You shuddered, kissing his lips as you moaned into his mouth. Shanks grunted, catching your lips with expertise, fucking into you a little faster, a lewd slapping noise sounding out through the room when your hips connected, spurring Shanks further on. He pushed your hips further into the mattress, bed frame squeaking from the repeated motions while he kept fucking you.

Each time he fully sheathed himself inside of you, you moaned desperately into his mouth, as did he when he felt you clench him, breathy groaning muffled into your mouth as he pounded his hips into yours, your thighs jiggling as he sped up, you dipped into the mattress only to gently spring back up, your pussy clenching him so tightly it felt like it was swallowing Shanks’ cock whole. With one more thrust, you felt the rope in your stomach begin to fray, a girly moan slipping past your lips, eyes rolling back into your head while Shanks kept his rhythm, pulling away from your kiss to admire your face, eyes trailing down to your body, your stomach, hips, thighs, god, he loved your thighs.

Lips darting to his, you crashed your lips back onto Shanks’ own, your orgasm building further, the last time he actually had time to fuck you must have been three weeks ago, and you had almost forgotten how heavenly he was in bed.

“Gonna cum… Ah…” You moaned into Shanks’ lips, grabbing his red-hair, bucking your hips up into his, doing just about everything to chase that high that you needed so bad, you wanted to show him just how much you loved him in this very moment, and what better way to do that than to cum on his dick? More moans poured past your lips, until everything boiled over, your legs locked Shanks in place, cunt spasming over his cock so intensely it felt agonizing, but the sensation was merely pure pleasure, and everything exploded at just the right time, making you moan so loud you were sure the whole crew would wake.

You whined, feeling Shanks still for a moment, his cock twitching ever so slightly inside of your gooey walls, a ring of cream forming around the base while your pussy couldn't decide whether to suck Shanks deeper in, or to push him out. “Where do you want me to cum, baby? Your thighs?” You had almost forgotten that Shanks didn't have a condom on, not a very smart move, but it wasn't like you could reverse time. “Thighs.” You managed to breathe out, yelping when Shanks began to thrust inside of you again, fast and sloppier this time, before he grunted loudly, moaning as he pulled out, jerking himself off a few times before shooting his load onto your thighs, a bit splattering onto the sheets. He sighed, wiping his hand off on his pants, pulling them up, and laying ontop of you.

“I love you so much. You're so, so, so beautiful. Who cares about your stretch marks, anyways? I say you're sexier with ‘em.” He giggled, wiggling his brows.

“I’m not ever gonna find anybody better than you, because nobodys better than you. You're the only woman I have eyes for.” You were about to talk to him a little more, but he was already fast asleep, snoring loudly.

“Old man.” You giggled, pulling a blanket over you two so you could fall back asleep.

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗿 +18 figarland shanks x f! reader x figarland shamrock

🩸 tw: one piece manga #1137 spoilers! if you don't know who shamrock is, careful! 🩸 tw 2: mdni. nsfw. threesome. dp. oral. rough. man handling. insults. 🩸 a/n: hi, how you doing ~ I said I wanted to write it, and I did. Did I totally ignore the fact I need to pack my suitcase? yes. And did my slutty needs win? also yes. Please enjoy. Don't expect much characterization about Shamrock or a very accurate relationship with Shanks as we barely know him. also, I now asume the "shanks" on the left is not shanks but Shamrock since he went to see the Gorosei and we all thought it was Shanks. 🩸wc: 1.5k

“Who could have said it was that easy to bring you back home, brother!?” “Leave her alone, she has nothing to do with this”

In between two men that look so alike, and still so different, you find yourself. Restricted by soft, noble hands with ill intentions… you were maybe only a bait.

“It’s ok, Shanks. He didn’t hurt me!” you scream, trying to tame his instincts. You know that the red-haired pirate’s Haki can stop you from breathing -and destroy everything around as well-

“See? She is not lying. I have taken care of her, brother! You shouldn’t leave your little toys scattered around the ports of this world, or else someone else might stole them!” Shamrock Figarland mocks Shanks, yet he does in such refined way it ends up sounding like a truth you might already believe.

Shanks eyes fix on yours; perhaps he knows something you still don’t know. Perhaps, he understands his brother might be right. Leaving you on that port some months ago, crying, feeling used, was something he didn’t want, but ended up doing.

“I must admit you have a great taste, brother. She is such a sweet treat” Shamrock purrs, having your waist surrounded by one of his arms, while his free one caresses your cheek. “Aren’t you?” he continues.

The emperor can’t stop himself; even if Shanks is rarely bothered by immature and stupid actions that are meant to tease him, this time it did actually enraged him.

Gryphon’s edge ends on Shamrocks neck, with you in between two man exhorting dominance and testosterone. Shanks sun bathed skin, with salty traces from the sea… Shamrock’s one, pale, clean, soft, used to the finest things…

“Stop!” you whine, pressed in between their chests. “Stop, please! Stop fighting over me!”

Shamrock laughs; he doesn’t seem disturbed by the burning blade against his carotid, and in fact he keeps adding fuel to the fire.

“You are scaring the lady, brother… do you think she is gonna prefer your brutal attempt to save her instead of being treated like a queen?” he smirks, pulling you against him more and more.

Shanks puts down the sword, slowly. He needs his hand free now, to touch your face, to lure you back at him.

“Should I save you then? Or should I let you choose in between him and I?” he whispers, using his fingers to lift your chin up.

The difference is notorious even though both have the same purpose; possess you. Shank’s calloused hands, versus, soft, never used hands… how to pick just one? If both are irresistibly desirable?

“I don’t wanna choose; I love you, but you left me alone… I don’t love your brother, but he gave me what you took from me” you murmur, perhaps already regretting your decision.

“Ah… then you want us both, don’t you?” Shamrock says, moving your head to look at him instead of his brother.

“You want us both, (Name)?” Shanks asks, this time forcing you to turn your head to him.

Both have their hands on your mandible now; cris crossed, their thumbs close to the commissures of your lips, and their hips plastered against your body. Both hard, both erect. Both desperate to assert dominance, to devour you like beasts, like a hungry dragon.

Oh, sweet prey you must bleed to death in between their jaws. And you are totally fine with that… “I want you both; I want you Shanks. I want you Shamrock-sama”

The tips of his similar swords already cut your clothes, tearing them to pieces, leaving them like rags scattered around you.

Nudity, delicious and tempting, served on a silver platter to them. Shaking, you receive their fangs on each side of your neck, carving marks on your flesh.

Shamrock’s fingers tangle in between your hair, pulling your head back, making your breasts bounce.

The Figarland brothers’ lips abandon your collarbones to kiss your nipples; each attack one; sucking or biting. The difference on stimuli you loudly whine, with legs trembling and slowly failing you to keep standing up.

“Don’t fall, come here” Shamrock lifts you up from your waist, pretty much ripping you from Shanks’ mouth. You get seated on a rocky bed, somehow like a sacrifice altar. Elbaph castles all look the same.

Shanks grunts, watching his brother walk around the cold cot as you lay on your back. And, immediately after, he crawls in between your legs.

The pirate pleasantly finds out you are dripping wet, something he knows very well about you.

“Go first if you wish; as an act of kindness, I’ll let you have her first” the knight spits, acting as if he is the only one commanding. “I’m gonna have her warm mouth around me, anyway”

You gasp, as they both look with pure hatred into each other’s eyes. Yet, the moment breaks as you are given little pats and slaps to look to the side; as Shamrock just said, he wishes your mouth surrounding his sex first.

“Open, baby” he orders, softly. And you do, sticking your tongue out while you wait for his hardness to go deep into your throat.

His white pants don’t even need to go fully down; he is not even bothered to do it; his sex out will be enough. Drippy and delicious, it lands on your tongue. You receive it, pleased.

And as he begins to pump in and out your mouth, you begin moaning and choking.

“Such a slut…” Shanks whispers, looking at your oral spectacle, at the way the corner of your eyes fill with tears as you gag with his brother’s dick.

And, while he thought he cared about your body being used by someone so close but still so different from him, the idea of you being exactly used is what got him harder than ever.

“Now let’s see if your cunt can still handle me” the Yonkou grunts, dragging his palm up and down your sex, getting it coated with your juices. From your perineum to your clit, fast, enjoying the humid feeling of more and more wetness, forcing your legs open as they tend to close in response.

Shanks changes his palm for his two fingers, gladly anticipating the way your walls will clench around his dick when he finally buries deep inside you.

Shamrock laughs while using your face as a fuck hole; a tight grip on your hair to move your head, to make it bob, like you didn’t matter, like you were just made to please his “holly” dick.

“Keep your legs open, little slut” Shanks orders, going faster and harder, masturbating and getting your insides ready for his upcoming intrusion.

And just before you could burst, the redhaired stops the fingering. Maybe to punish you, or maybe just because he can’t wait no more. He needs to replace his fingers for his rock-hard shaft. It has started to hurt from the desire, from the desperation to fuck you.

That desperation, leads the pirate to slide his dick deep inside you without a warning, without any delicacy or love. Just pure madness, making your insides revolve and your body retort.

“Wow, easy brother…” Shamrocks grunts, forcing your mouth to keep surrounding his shaft. “You are gonna break her” he continues, laughing as if he wasn’t doing the same.

“Shut up” Shanks grunts back, going harder, using his arm around your waist to keep you from shaking, manhandling you for his own pleasure. “Keep fucking her, use her, it’s all she wants… slut”

In any other situation you would have feel yourself sad or insulted, but Shanks is right… all you want now is to be used, fucked by them…

“Then, let me fill her whole too” “Now you are asking for permission?” “Come on… you know me, I still have some codes”

Shanks scoffs; stopping his hips from punishing you with brutal rams, he lays flat on his back.

“Come here, ride me and get ready… slut” the pirate commands, allowing you to crawl and straddle your hips on his lap. You let your shaky body to fall on his sex, feeling all the length reaching deeper than ever. “Good girl…”

You start riding him, while Shamrock’s presence quickly surrounds you from behind. He kneels and pushes you from your back to fall a little on Shanks chest. “I’m sure your cunt can handle the Figarland pride just as well” Shamrock whispers on your ear, tickling your shoulder with his long hair, letting his tip slowly slide your already occupied entrance.

It takes barely seconds for both to be finally penetrating you, and also for them to start fucking you at unison. Your hips lost the war, and now it’s theirs that move.

“That’s good slut, that’s very good… you can take us both so well…” “Let us fill you up until you can’t keep it inside…”

You are just a toy, trembling, stretched, used, fucked by two of the strongest men in the world. And what a pleasure it is to know you took the right decision, why picking one if you can have both? ~

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐄 ? - FT. GOJO SATORU, TOJI FUSHIGURO, NANAMI KENTO

✩༄ the jjk men fuck their exes.

— content warning - minors dni! f! reader but feel free to imagine any description you’d like, praise, degrading, cunninlingus, fingering, cowgirl, breeding, slight toxicity??

— notes - first headcon, whoop whoop. i literally need them so bad. enjoy this jjk men brainrot that i’ve cooked up while being bored during a lecture <33

EX HUSBAND TOJI who invited you over in an attempt to make amends, but soon had other plans the moment you entered his home— the man dragging you up the stairs to fuck into your pussy as mercilessly as he could.

“missed me huh? you’re huggin’ it so tightly,” he sighs, watching as your ass bounced against his pelvis; your voice now hoarse from crying out his name.

“yes—toji, please— i’m gonna cum,” you warn, the man refusing to let up as he held you down and pounded into you faster and harder than before. he was so deep in you, and you were loving every waking moment of it— drowning out the past memories of him that once clouded your mind.

“he can’t fuck you like this, huh? because it’s mine right?”

you could only moan in response, eyes shutting tightly from the overwhelming amount of pleasure of your ex-husband rocking into you.

“it’s yours— yes! it’s yours, p-please make me cum!”

your wish was his command. the only sound that could be heard coming from that room was the commotion of toji’s heavy balls slapping against you as he took you to the edge— kissing and biting all over your neck and shoulders while trying his best to fuck you back into his life— because no one would be better than him.

EX BOYFRIEND GOJO who calls you up and is shocked when you answer. after browsing through your instagram feed, seeing that you’ve been glowing since you left him, he needed to prove to you that he was a better man.

what better way to do that than feasting on you in the back seat of his car?

“i can never get tired of tasting this sweet, pussy,” he groans, licking and sucking at your puffy, sensitive bud. you could only sit there and let him— because, if you were being brutally honest, you missed him too.

the tips of your acrylic nails grazed through his snowy, white hair; clawing and pulling at his scalp in a way of asking for more.

“‘toru— that feels so good, i feel like i’m—“

“like you’re what? like you’re gonna’ cum, pretty girl? go ahead, cum for me,” he says, spitting directly on your cunt and lapping at it again. he then stuck a finger in, using the combo to bring you closer and closer to making a mess.

his guttural moans pull you right back into his trap, your hips winding against him as he let you face fuck him like you used to do— when he was yours and you were his. he ate you so passionately, so sloppily, and so much better than any living soul.

EX HUSBAND NANAMI who is still so kind to you, even after your divorce. your heart getting the best of you when allow him into your house to put your daughter to sleep— what you didn’t expect was for him to put you to sleep too.

“god— y/n, i’ve missed you so much, my love,” he whimpers, letting you bounce on top of him as he takes it willingly. his hands gripped at your lower back as he guided your hips up and down, his teeth nibbling at your nipple as you rode him like a bike.

“k-kento, baby, i’m cumming—“

“yes, yes— cum for me. use me, come on, i know you can do it.” his sweet praise was like a song as you squatted over him, the tip of his leaking cock brushing against your cervix as he began to fuck up into you— bringing you closer and closer to your climax.

“f-fuck! nanami!” you cry, hands holding onto his shoulders tightly as he fucked you like he needed you. for a moment, you struggled to keep quiet. it’d slipped your mind that you had a sleeping daughter a few rooms over.

“wow— look at you. you see, i knew you could do it, my sweet girl. can i cum in you? please— baby?”

his ask wasn’t even close to necessary as you began to help him cum, your bounces becoming harder as the sound of skin slapping induced your pace. no matter the time, nor the place, you knew he’d be better than anyone you could ever imagine.

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[kakuchosindigenouswife]

zoro with a huge cock he doesn't know what to do with it

i shall elaborate. ૮˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა

cw. fem! reader, breeding kink if u squint, inexperienced!virgin! zoro (but it’s not mentioned), zoro lowkey acts like a pervert, solo male masturbation, hand/blowjob, cowgirl position, lots of cum, awkward boners, boob job, facials, creampie and/or breeding, damn this shit kinda long :/

note. this was supposed to be a 500 word thirst but i ended up writing this 2.3k monstrosity. so enjoy!

zoro who’s dick is so big & thick he doesn’t know what to do–every time he’d get a hard-on it’d always end up being awkward cause’ anyone who’d be there present with him would be able to notice it. The baggy clothes he’d be wearing would sometimes help him cover up his ridiculously huge erection but zoro still thinks it wasn’t enough coverage.

And when zoro thought it coudn’t get any worse, you suddenly came in the picture. Making the poor man suffer from even more awkward boners.

When he would be hanging around the crew but suddenly he’d get a sudden flash of your face & then he’d be put into this awkward situation. Having to rush to the nearest bathroom in the sunny to take care of his hardening cock.

The whole time zoro was in the bathroom, he would be letting out frustrated groans, he was stroking his cock in an aggressive manner–throwing his head back in frustration and groaning cause’ he was nowhere near his release. And he wishes you were there with him. Because, come on, you were the reason for all this to being with.

Despite zoro’s huge dick, he had heavy breeder balls that’re filled with his hot sperm <3 And zoro sometimes wishes you were with him right now, so he could empty his balls deep insides your cunt. It’s a real shame you aren’t a member of the straw hats, otherwise, zoro would have you stuffed with his massive cock all the time.

Everytime zoro goes off to jerk off, it’d always end up with him edging himself. He thinks he’s doing something wrong at this point–no matter how fast and rough he would be stroking his shaft, it was nowhere near enough and he would never be able to orgasm. Zoro started thinking that the reasoning for this is his ridiculously huge cock. That has to be the reason.

Every time zoro would finally be close to having sex, the person he’s about to fuck always ends up running away as soon and they see his sheer size. So he has been always insecure about his dick size, he’s supposed to be the greatest swordsman for fucks sake. And here he is worrying about the size of his dick.

Maybe if he had a medium sized dick–he would be able to cum as many times as he wants. But with this big one? Yeah, zoro doesn’t think he’ll be able to know what an orgasm feels like any time soon.

That was until zoro bumped into you coincidentally, you greeted him with a sheepish smile and pulled him into an unexpected hug, the poor man felt his face grow hot,, and suddenly his cock was slowly hardening. Zoro curses under his breath, scolding himself mentally, this was not the right time for this.

You were babbling about things you saw on your journey, all while using hand gestures to explain things, you had a small spark in your eyes and zoro could almost feel bad for ignoring whatever you were saying and instead focusing on the way your tits bounced with every move you made, and his eyes travelled downwards to where your crotch was. Your pussy was covered from the layers of clothes you were wearing.

Zoro couldn’t hide it anymore, his erection was poking his clothes and zoro’s face immediately went pale once he saw you take a glimpse of his hard-on. “Zoro we can continue talking in the sunny if that’s alright with you? ’M just tired of standing” and zoro immediately agreed, thinking you actually just wanted to talk–cause what else would you do? A sweet innocent, angel like you wouldn’t pull anything inappropriate.

Zoro had a confused expression when he saw you enter his room instead of just going to sit in the main area, he had an even more confused expression when he saw you lock the door–leaving you two trapped in his room. And when you made zoro sit on the edge of his bed as you went down on your knees, that’s when zoro completely lost it, finally understanding your true intentions.

His lips curved into a smirk once you started tugging on his baggy pants, “oh?” he chuckles, zoro really wasn’t sure about this. He was worried that you might get scared and leave if you saw his ridiculously large cock. “you sure ya’ wanna do this?” and you looked up at him with pleading doe-eyes, you pulled down your shirt, your tits bouncing from the impact; “mhm, wanna have you cum on my face n’ tits, please?”

Zoro’s breath hitched, completely mesmerized from the view in front of him. You finally tugged down his pants, his cock slapping you in the face–zoro immediately muttered a ‘sorry’ his face already turning red. But you honestly didn’t mind, what shocked you more was how big zoro was, you knew he was going to be big by the way his erection was poking his pants but not this big.

His tip itself was huge, it was mushroom shaped and had a pinkish color to it, his shaft was a very light shade of almond, pre-cum dripping down his base and you couldn’t help but worry if it’ll be able to fit inside your mouth or if it’d be able to go between your tits. While you took your time eyeing it, zoro immediately grew worried & insecure–is it too big? did you not like it? And then zoro thought that what if you won’t be able to make him cum as well? He had so many futile jerking off sessions he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to cum anymore.

Zoro was snapped out of his thoughts when you wrapped your small hands around his dick, you had to use both hands to be able to fully satisfy zoro. You started with his tip, circling your thumb around the head until zoro started groaning from the feeling. Slowly moving down to the base and giving it small strokes using both hands, zoro gripped the sheets of his bed–it was completely different from what does.

Zoro would usually just go straight into it, moving his hands rough and fast to get himself to cum but it never worked. But now that you were the one doing it for him, it felt way better than when he does it alone. You were cradling his cock, kneading the tip gently, moving your hands very gently and slow. It was like you were teasing zoro the difference was that it felt so fucking amazing.

You withdrew your hands and zoro groaned in response, his face was flushed red as he took a quick glance at you, his eyes fluttered shut once he saw you positioning his dick between your breasts. He moaned at the soft feeling of your tits around his cock, swallowing his saliva when you took his tip in your mouth, sucking on the fat head of his cock sloppily.

“A-Ahh–shit–” he murmured, running his hands through his hair as he watched your tits swallow his entire length once you squeezed them together. The tip of his cock remained in your mouth, your tongue was wrapped around it–while you kept sucking on it messily. Drool kept dripping from the side of your chin and coating your tits, you looked up at zoro, his head was thrown back as he gripped the sheets beneath him.

When zoro decided to take a small glimpse of your state right now, he immediately regrets it. His huge tip was bulging in your mouth, a few tears covering your lashline, you were squishing your breasts together as you slightly bounced your body. And now, zoro was letting out low hisses, his thighs trembled, cock twitched, and now he was cumming all over your face and tits.

You looked up at zoro with a shocked expression and a cum covered face and zoro himself was shocked as well. He was trying to process this, is this how am orgasm feels like? ’cause fuck, he’s already addicted to the feeling of it.

You licked off the white stains from your face, you got up and pushed zoro back on his bed. “Can i ride you? Pretty please?” zoro’s eyes widened, face becoming even more flushed that even his ears turned red. “I-uh, Are you sure?” you nodded your head, you just had to prepare yourself before taking his stupidly big cock.

You grabbed zoro’s hands, pulling out his middle and index finger, you placed them above your panties, moving zoro’s hands–causing his fingers to rub your clothed cunt, zoro lets you do as you please, watching in amusement as you used him for your own pleasure. Once you took off your panties, you guided zoro’s fingers to your clit, making him rub it until you were moaning from the feeling.

“I think i g-got it, so let me do it” zoro offers and you immediately agreed, letting go of his hands as zoro’s fingers trailed to where your small hole was. This is where his cock was supposed to go? Holy shit. He pushes in his thick digits & your walls immediately clamped down on them, zoro starts with slow thrusts of his fingers–and you were already dripping on them.

With only a few more thrusts, you were already close, zoro’s fingers were already too thick and fulfilling–you can’t imagine how’d it feel to be fucked by his huge dick instead of his fingers. You grabbed zoro’s hands which startled him, “s-stop, wanna cum on your cock instead, please” zoro raised a brow but obeyed nonetheless, retracting his fingers from your drooling cunt.

You placed your hands on his abs for balance as you positioned yourself on top of zoro’s cock, slowly pushing down, your body quivered, breath caught short as the tip was slowly penetrating you and you could already feel the stretch from just the tip alone. And shortly, his whole length was inside you, you still couldn’t move–trying to adjust his ridiculous size.

And zoro couldn’t take it anymore, he wanted you to move, the warmth of your pussy and the way it was sucking him all the way in felt all too good but he can’t stop thinking about how great it’d feel if you’d just fucking move. He then took ahold of your wrists and thrusted his hips upwards, a scream left you, “w-wait zoro!” you weren’t expecting for zoro to be this inpatient.

He thrusted into you one more time, as tears started covering your lashline–he was stretching you so good right now, particularly splitting you open. “Feels so good, fuck” he sighs, feeling your walls clamp down on him, zoro’s eyes fluttered shut, gripping your waist with both hands as he bounced you up and down his cock.

Zoro traces the outline his cock is leaving on your stomach, was this him inside you? He threw his head back, feeling you clench down on him every time the tip hits your cervix. “You’re so good, so good f’me” he coos, and all you could do was nod in response. Tears streaming down your cheeks as you try and bounce on his cock but ending up as a whimpering mess, leaning on zoro for support.

His cock was deep inside you, a bulge visible on your tummy, his hips were pressed against your ass, and his hands were wrapped around your waist. God, You couldn’t ask for more than this, no, zoro couldn’t ask for more. He already came earlier and fuck, it felt so good.

Everytime zoro would thrust upwards, he would let out a hiss, droopy eye’s looking down at your messy face. “shit, you’re so tight” he’d groan, watching as your body trembles with every thrust, as obscene sounds slipped past your lips.

“z-zoro,” and zoro swears he could cum just by the sound of you calling out his name, “gnna’ cum, so close!” you threw your head back as you gripped zoro’s hair, your eyes rolled back as your whole body quivered— pornographic moans left you as you came all over zoro’s cock.

Zoro brought up a hand to your face, wiping the tears from your cheeks, removing a strand of hair and tugging it behind your ear—zoro then gave you a quick peck on the lips. His hands finding their way around your waist once again.

And it wasn’t long after zoro was also near his climax, zoro pressed a hand to his mouth to soak up the moans he’s struggling to hold in while his other hand still held your waist down. Zoro’s thighs trembled, bucking into you until he was cumming deep inside you, stuffing you to the hilt with his thick, creamy cum.

And after that incident, you were zoro’s personal flashlight. Always having his cum on either your tits, face or inside your mouth or/and cunt. You were always getting fucked by zoro, well this was bound to happen — he finally found someone he could give his cum to.

You couldn’t say that you were used to his size, you’d still always get shocked whenever his cock would basically slap you in the face. Always having to do hours of prep to make it fit. And as always, you’d getting fucked too dumb you’d pass out while zoro was still thrusting into you.

Sometimes he’d get too riled up and would slam his cock into your “too small” cunt without any prep and would finally release you when he has already stuffed you with his cum at least five times. He would sometimes make you walk around with his cum dripping down your legs and would watch from afar as you try to run to the nearest valley to clean yourself up.

Despite being stretched by his cock way too many times, you’d always feel tight for zoro and you’d also always feel like his splitting you open every time.

And you’re not sure if you’re supposed to be happy that you got yourself a dumb boyfriend with a stupidly big cock which he doesn’t know how to use without your help.

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

wife wife please 🙏 wife hear me out

okay either johnny finds out you got a CAGE tramp stamp and hits yo shit from the back

OR

climbing liu kang like a tree and he holds you up and SPEARS YOU ON THE MEAT

🫶 runs away

climbing the tower

a/n: @partycatty i wanted to get this out a day earlier but oh well

pairing: liu kang x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), slight dom/sub, hickeys, bite marks, blowjobs, deepthroating, wall sex, public sex (you're in the infirmary where anyone could walk in), slight overstimulation, praise kink, not proofread

you’re not short by any means, being a mediocre average height your entire life meant you had blended in with everyone else

well that, and your natural shapeshifter abilities, but after going through an identity crisis in your ripe teenager years, you usually felt most comfortable in your own skin

however, at the Wu Shi Academy, being average height meant that you were actually short

you wonder what they were feeding the other combatants because Johnny, Kenshi, Kung Lao, and Raiden all tower over you by several inches

and none of them let you forget it, constantly resting their elbows on your shoulders and making you their counter to rest on

it had led to quite a few bruises, mostly for Johnny and Kung Lao, but even Kenshi and Raiden had their moments where they teased you for your height

the jokes didn’t make you uncomfortable, not your height, with your shapeshifting ability, you could just be taller than them, but you hadn’t ever felt the need to

unless Liu Kang was around

he wasn’t that much taller than any of them, perhaps just by an inch or two, but still, his height, his broad shoulders, and his calm and gentle attitude had you sweating every time he came around you

embarrassing as it was, the way he towered over you always sent all the blood rushing downwards and for your tongue to twist into knots and for your body to feel as hot as burning coals

if Liu Kang ever noticed the slight demeanor change, he didn’t mention it, simply giving you that gentle smile and a reassuring hand on your shoulder

you’re sure that it would be the death of you, the soft but firm words, the gentle tone, the slight rasp in his voice as he gave orders to all of you

every time his hand touched you, you could never help but imagine his fingers touching elsewhere, buried in your hair, gripping onto your thighs, thrusting into your-

you jolt out of your thoughts as Kung Lao roughly elbows you in the side during breakfast, asking what’s got your head so high up in the clouds

scowling at the monk, you slap at his shoulder and pick up your spoon to finish off your breakfast of congee

he winces at the contact and dramatically drapes himself over Raiden, bemoaning about how his closest friend just beat him so viciously and that he would need a kiss to heal it

Raiden rolls his eyes, but the soft smile playing on his lips betrayed his true thoughts as the farmer turned his head to place a gentle kiss upon the monk’s lips

Johnny sighs from across the table, bemoaning just as dramatically as Kung Lao about saving the smooching for the bedroom, and Kung Lao simply flips off the actor before grabbing on tighter to Raiden, determined to put on a show and piss off Johnny as much as possibly

you just roll your eyes at the love sick sight and tip the bowl back, emptying the bowl of its congee, and you excuse yourself from the table just as Kenshi hisses at Johnny to stop being so overreactive

the start of another catfight begins, and you let out a quick huff of hair from your nose, shaking your head and smiling

absolute idiots, but you loved them all nonetheless

as you walk back, you stare at the ground, counting the tiles your feet step on and dodging the cracks in the concrete pavement, and you think back to Liu Kang

you liked Liu Kang, to say the least, it wasn’t exactly hard to figure out your own lust when you had first saw him, and your feelings for him only grew stronger the longer you had hung out with him

he was kind, thoughtful, and most of all, so gentle and warm, and you snort at the irony of him being warm and being the god of fire

but still, your thoughts veer back on track as you think about him and you

you’re just a mortal, a human, a human with shapeshifting powers but human nonetheless, and he was a god, almighty and powerful and much more experienced and aged

it wouldn’t do you any good to desire him, to go after him, and you had tried to squash your own feelings for him, using your powers to match his height whenever he came around

a feeble effort to try and mitigate one of the reasons you liked him, but it wasn’t doing much good, not when his voice affected you more than anything or the way he held himself or the way that he was just so understanding and willing to listen and-

you barely manage to sidestep someone in front of you as they come into your field of view, and you snap your head up, shooting up in height as an instinctual reaction at the sight of Liu Kang

he cranes his neck to look at you as your head crashes into the ceiling above, and you let out a small groan and slowly diminish in height as you rub at the top of your head

Liu Kang asks if you are alright, and you wave him off, saying that he had just caught you by surprise

you shrink down to match his height and watch as he slightly quirks his eyebrow at you, wondering why you hadn’t shrunk down to your original height yet

shifting your weight, you say that you walk faster with long legs and that you should return your bowl to the kitchen and get back before Johnny and Kenshi get into a fight

the god lightly chuckles, just a small laugh and one barely audible over the slight breeze in the wind and the background of monks chanting in the background, but you think you’re about to fall over as heat rushes to your cheeks

how was he so attractive even just doing a simple thing

you give him a sheepish smile and hurry off to the kitchens, mumbling that you really have to get going, and you don’t notice his eyes following you as you speed walk away

when you come back to the dining room, Raiden sits next to Kenshi while Kung Lao sits next to Johnny, the actor and swordsman sporting congee on top of their uniforms as thy shoot ugly glances at each other while the farmers try and calm each other down

it seems like today would be a long one

training that day goes just as well as this morning, Johnny and Kenshi refuse to spar with anyone else but each other, leading to Liu Kang having to monitor their matches closely

you haven’t changed back into your normal height, and while you aren’t adverse to using your powers for extended periods of time, your skin was starting to crawl with the need to go back to normal

but still, something instinctual tells you to stay tall, to try and reduce your attraction to the god, and so you focus back on your own spar with Kung Lao

the monk smirks at you and beckons you toward him, and you reciprocate his grin before finally lunging at him

it’s a long match, drawn out and long, and unease prickles underneath your skin as you fight him in your changed height

you were used to fighting while average height, easier to move faster, to land lower blows, and now that you were taller than him, you were struggling

still, in the corner of your eye, you can still spot Liu Kang at the training fields, observing and watching you all

so you stay in your modified height and take the blows from Kung Lao, trying to change your strategy to incorporate your height

the match drags on for a few minutes, and you feel proud of yourself for managing to hold on this long

at least until Kung Lao kicks you onto your back with a particularly powerful blow, and your head smacks against the ground

pain explodes in the back of your head, and you groan, feeling your body twitch and change and morph as it struggles to deal with the pain

you don’t realize you’ve closed your eyes until the blurry figure of Liu Kang appears in your vision, blocking out the harsh sun as he asks if you’re okay

even in pain, your brain still manages to change the position dirty, filling your head with images of him bent over you in a different situation, skin sweaty and hot, hair disheveled and lips kissed swollen

he calls your name, and you let out a meek yes, sounding a bit whinier than you had wanted to, and Liu Kang sighs in relief and brings his hand to your shoulder to help you sit up

it burns your skin, the heat off of his palm, and you hope and pray that he can’t hear how your heart starts beating rapidly or how your face grows flush and sweaty underneath his touch

Liu Kang tells you he's going to bring you to the infirmary, turning his head away to briefly tell one of the monks overseeing that they are now in charge

his hands stay on your body as you stand up, the world still slightly spinning before you, and your head sways as black dots swim at the top of your vision

the god purses his lips and starts to guide you in the direction of the infirmary, his feet keeping pace with your now shorter legs

the longer and longer you walk to the med bay, the more your head clears, and the more you’re aware of his hand on your shoulder

of both of his hands on your shoulder and how you’re, at best, shoulder height now

you meekly try and push your way out of a visit to the health clinic, but he stares down at you with a hard gaze, and your protest dies in your throat as you try and reel in your own lust for him

it gets appreciably harder when he sits you down in the cot and inspects you himself, asking you questions in a low tone of voice as his hands move to you head to inspect for any swollenness

your voice strains to sound normal as you try to answer his question, the pain in the back of your head gone and replaced with the feeling of butterflies whirling inside of your stomach and liquid hot lust dripping down into your body

he hums and finishes his inspection, sighing and saying that you should be more careful, that using your powers for any longer than a few hours was something to be worked on gradually

besides, your strengths lay with your smaller stature, allowing you attacks that none of the other defenders could feasibly do

you nod your head, trying to avoid eye contact, lest he look into your soul and found the depravity hiding within

his brows furrow, and he tells you to look at him and to answer him with words, that he needed to make sure you understand

god take you now because you might actually stain the bed cot with how wet you are at his commanding tone of voice

you take too long to answer Liu Kang, and he gently raises your chin up to look at him, your neck straining upwards to look at his stern eyes and furrowed brows as he await your answer

it catches you by surprise, his hand on your face, and an involuntary whine slips out of you at the casual dominance

perhaps it would’ve been better if you had blacked out earlier because at least you wouldn’t be stuck in this uncomfortable situation

your face burns with embarrassment, mouth slightly parted at the fact that you had just whined, and Liu Kang lifts his eyebrows in slight surprise

his hand doesn’t falter, however,  on your chin, and he cocks his head at you, blinking as you try and sputter out words and excuses or really anything

he shifts in his position, somehow now looming over you, his broad shoulders completely blocking out your vision and his thumb slips itself in between your parted lips

damn you and your body because you immediately go limp in his hold, mouth instinctively closing around his finger as you let him just lean over you

a small coy smile plays on his lips, and you’re too focused on trying to snap out of how good this all feels to realize that he figures out why you’ve been avoiding him lately

Liu Kang lets out a gentle huff of air, drawing his thumb out of your lips, but you don’t have any time to whine as he places his large hands on your waist and easily transfers you from the bed cot and into his lap

your thighs spread around his, trapping his legs in between yours, but you feel more expose as he spreads his legs, forcing your own to spread as well

even sitting in his lap, you’re still shorter than him, and he takes full advantage of this fact as he presses one hand into the small of your back to force you into the warmth of his skin as he leans forward, bending your back into a bow-like shape

you can’t think, can barely even breathe as your hands settle onto his shoulders, squeezing at the firm muscle to try and ground yourself into reality

even that grows difficult as he leans his head forward, nose bumping into yours, eyes boring down painfully through you, as if he could hear and see every thoughts, peeling away the layers of your mind to find your dirtiest fantasies about him

Liu Kang breathes out, eyes still focused onto yours, and you look away, turning your head to the side and squirming slightly at just how intimate this all was

he frowns at how you avoid his gaze, and his hand at your back goes to squeeze your thigh while his other cradles the back of your neck, squeezing it like he was scruffing a cat

his chest vibrates as he orders you to look at him, and you can feel something nervous grip onto your heart, squeezing and squeezing as you force your head to turn to look at him

you think you’re going to die because you’re so turned on right now that you can’t even process how Liu Kang clenches his jaw, trying to hold onto the small thread of control over himself

praise falls from his lips, saying that you were so good for following his command, and your hips rut forward of their own volition, desperately seeking for some sort of friction on your aching clit

Liu Kang hums at your neediness, eyes never leaving yours as he squeezes at your waist, and you whine again as you grind against empty air

it’s overwhelming how he surrounds you, the scent of ash and green tea in the air, his eyes boring into your soul, the warmth of his hand on the back of your neck, your thigh

as if the god knows, he leans his head forward to consume you completely, lips moving towards yours, and he pauses, just to let you have a choice to push him away just in case

you surge forward, wanting him to devour you, to completely surround you in his heat, and he groans and leans into you further, arching your back into a strained curve

but the ache of your muscle is negated by how his lips taste you, tongue dragging over your lips, low groans into your mouth that you can barely hear over the blood rushing in your ears

he kisses you like a starving animal, pressing into you further and further, seeking more and more of you until you had nothing more to give and then taking some more

your mind is melting, you’re pretty sure it is, and it doesn’t help when his hand on the back of your neck trails up and threads through your hair, pulling you head back as his lips move to your neck

his lips are soft against the skin of your neck, teasing and soft, leaving fervent kisses along the expanse of it, but you want more and gather what little grasp of your will you have left

you trail one of your hands on his shoulder down and shove it down his pants to grab onto his cock, hand firmly wrapping around it

Liu Kang lets out a loud groan against your skin, sinking his teeth into the flesh, and it makes you let out a choked sound as you try and give him some modicum of pleasure

his tongue licks over the mark, almost like an apology, but you find it a lie as he moves to another part of your skin and bites down again as you continue to try and stroke him

wriggling in his hold, you manage to let out a whiny plea for you to suck his cock

it gives the god pause, and his lips momentarily stop against your skin before pulling back to stare into your eyes again

he lets out a breath, asking if you were sure, and you squirm in his ironclad grip on you and let out a pitiful yes, voice high-pitched and breathy

Liu Kang hums and slowly, almost mournfully, lessens his hold on you and helps guide you on shaky legs down to your knees and in between his spread thighs

he pulls down his pants, intending on taking them fully off, but you’re too impatient and shuffle forward and grab onto his cock, perhaps feeling a bit intimidated at the size

it didn’t surprise you that he was thick, thicker than anything you had ever seen or practiced on, but still, there was a reason you were an earthrealm defender, you never backed down from a challenge

your other hand grabs onto his thigh for balance as you leans your head forward, tongue dragging against the length of his cock from base to tip

the god draws in a sharp breath and forces his hands to stay at his sides, wanting to see how far you would go before he would push you to your limits

you concentrate on the task before you, trying not to get too distracted with how his broad form looms over you and how absolutely fucking soaked you are at the sight

ignoring your own need, greedy to taste him, you wrap your lips around the head of him, tongue pressing into the slit to taste his pre-cum, and Liu Kang’s hands start to burn through the cloth of the bed cot

if you smell the burning linen, you don’t pay any mind, using one hand to stroke him up and down in controlled strokes while your mouth suckles at the tip

so, maybe you were a lot intimidated actually at the size of him, not his length, no that was only a bit above average

his girth on the other hand

you clench around nothing at the thought of him stretching you out, the slight burn, the addicting pressure, the feeling of fullness

Liu Kang grits his teeth, hand twitching and burning through the bed cit as he tries to not to bury his fingers in your hair and force your head all the way down until your nose touches down to the base of curls

humming slightly, listening to the choked moan of the god, you push forward, bringing the tip of his cock past your lips and bobbing your head up and down with the pace of your hand

slowly but surely, you take him further and further down your mouth, until he’s in your throat, and your lips burn and you’re sure that tears are falling down your face

he’s losing his self-control, heart beating rapidly in his chest at the sight of you so debauched, tears running down your face, eyes slightly glazed over as you focus on sucking his cock, and Liu Kang can’t help it as his hand finally leaves the bed to bury itself in your hair

his hand pushes you down further and further, and you let him take control, mind slowly going blank at how he’s filling every one of your senses

your nose buries itself into his pelvis, and distantly, you can hear him telling you to breathe through your nose, to stay calm, that you were doing so well for him, so good for him

your own hands grip onto his thighs, squeezing and kneading to try and keep yourself here and present, but control is slipping as you breathe in the scent of him

Liu Kang breathes out through his nose, as his hand tightens its grip on your hair as he moves your head up and down, trying to stay in control, trying to stay calm

and then you let out a breathy whine as his hips stutter and hit the back of your throat roughly, and the thin thread snaps as his other hand grips onto your head

it’s sinful, the wet sounds coming from your mouth, the way Liu Kang fucks into your throat, how your eyes stare up at him, teary and hazy as you moan

the sound vibrates through him, and he thinks he’s going to cum just like this, down your throat, despite his eons and eons of experience

but he doesn’t want to paint your face or your throat with his cum, at least not just yet, and he forces himself to pull your mouth off of his cock, missing the feeling of you immediately

you look dazed, wrecked, all from him, lips swollen and covered in your spit, drool hanging down your chin

Liu Kang drags you up into his lap and kisses you, wrapping your legs around his waist and digging his fingers into the plump meat of your thighs as he stands up

he walks forward, his lips never leaving yours as your arms wrap around his neck to pull him in forward, and your back finally meets the wall of the infirmary

the god grinds his cock into your clothed pussy, two layers too much, and he bites back a growl at the obstruction

balancing you on one hand, arm barely straining with effort, he reaches his free hand down in between you and tears at your pants easily, making you gasp

instantly, both of his hands dig into your ass once again and his cock presses up against your swollen and needy clit

after so long without any friction, you gasp and whimper at the contact, trying to push your hips forward to get more

he denies you, relishing how you squirm in his arms and how your whines grow needier and needier with each passing second

when you let out a small plea, your name hanging from his lips like honey and a sweet please melting into the air, he shakes his head

it would be too much for you, he hadn’t had the time to properly stretch you, to prepare you, and he didn’t want to hurt you

Liu Kang promises you another time, and you whine in frustration, pulling away from his lips with a glare

your thighs tighten around his waist as you lift yourself up just enough so that the head of his cock notches against you, and before he can react, you sink down, choking back your own moan

he should lift you up, get you off of him before you hurt yourself, but he can’t find it in himself to take you off, your pussy sucking him in further and further until your hips finds themselves flush with his

you whine, head buried into the crook of his neck, and he breathes out harshly through his nose, straining every fiber of his being to not lift you up and begin fucking into you

it’s a brutal several minutes as you adjust to his size, taking in deep stuttering breaths as he murmurs into your ear to breathe, that you were doing so well for him

his thumbs rub circles into the sides of your skin as you calm down, and then you finally squirm impatiently on his dick, clenching your pussy around him and forcing a groan out of him

you moan, begging him to move, and Liu Kang tightens his grip on your legs and finally starts bouncing you on his cock, knocking any sense that you might have left in your brain

the lewd sounds of your pussy fill the air with your moans and whimpers, and Liu Kang wants to taste your pleasure, your desperation

he brings his lips to yours again, kissing you, swallowing every one of your sweet sounds as he thrusts up into you, trying to angle his hips to hit that one sweet spot

when you yelp into his mouth, stars bursting behind your eyelids and arms tightening around his neck, he smiles against your lips and fucks into the spot, making sure that the fat head of his cock bullies relentlessly into it

you swear you’re being lifted into the heavens, higher than the heavens actually, pleasure singing through every nerve in your body and your orgasm was hurtling towards you faster than you had ever known

Liu Kang finally pulls away, and you’re sure that you look dazed and already fucked out

in the haze of your pleasure, you almost miss him telling you to do something, and you have to let out a pathetic what, interrupted by a pitiful whine as he fucks back into your sweet spot

he tells you to rub your clit, his voice rumbling through you and straight down as you hear a loud squelch

but you comply immediately, craving your release, feeling dizzy by how he surrounds you, and your fingers rub against your clit slowly and lightly

his eyes are transfixed on the sight, the bud swollen and coated in your wetness, and he tells you to pinch it, to be rough

pleasure already overwhelms you, but you listen, body shaking and hand struggling as you overstimulate yourself, pinching and rolling your clit between your fingers

Liu Kang practically purrs, telling you to keep doing that, to keep listening to him and being so good for him, groaning as he feels your pussy pulse around him in tandem with how you play with your clit

you can’t even warn him as you cum on his cock, keening loudly and rubbing at your clit in tight rough circles as you ride your high

the god just shoves his mouth to yours, devouring you completely as you lose yourself, his hips never stopping, never changing as he fucks you through your pleasure

only when you feel the last of your orgasm dribble out does his hips falter, and he groans into your mouth as he cums inside of you, fucking it deeper and deeper inside of you with each slowing thrust

eventually, he stops, his cock still buried inside of you, and he just kisses you, enjoying how you taste him as well, how you grow more gentle with your lips as your body starts to sag from exhaustion

Liu Kang helps you to your feet, smiling internally when you look up at him and ask in a feeble voice if he could carry you

he obliges, because how he could he not, and picks you up, the bend of your knees supported by one arm while his other arm supported your upper back

your arms wrap around his neck once more, and you tuck your head in against his chest, eyes closing slightly as you mumble that you don’t think you can walk anymore

glancing down at the mess you and he had made on the floor, he’s not surprised and presses a kiss to the top of your forehead as he brings you back to your room

he had you in his arms now, and he wasn’t going to let go

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

Jason Todd loves fat girls. Send tweet.

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

I have absolutely no appropriate words wtaf I can’t rn it’s too early in the morning.

(Artist: Nick Robles aka the man I owe my life to)

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

they hated him for his rage-filled eyes and slut waist

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

MINORS DNI 18+

! ── BABY DADDY!JASON TODD who can't come around more than once or twice a year. His way of life isn't sustainable for a home, and it certainly isn't safe for a daughter. You and him decided it was best to part ways before that positive pregnancy test, and since he discovered a kid he helped make it didn't change his level of involvement. He's got a lot of eyes on him, and he can't draw attention to anything important to him.

! ── Your daughter adores him. She squeals with delight every time he visits, running full barrel towards him so he can scoop her up. Unbeknownst to her your concern with how he found you again, and how he broke in to the apartment. Apparently running and hiding is not enough when you face the Red Hood. You reluctantly greet him with a half-assed kiss on the cheek, wrapping your arm around his neck to incline him towards you. Your daughter on his hip takes full advantage of hugging you both at the same time, and pressed against your former lover makes you tight-lipped.

! ── He's dangerous for a number of reasons that span beyond what any angry enemy of his would do if they found out where he's been going. You're most afraid of what he's able to make you do the longer you're with him. Only able to hold onto your anger for so long until he melts that cold exterior and somehow convinces you to let him warm your bed again.

! ── He's got it down to a science. As soon as you give him that scathing look, he tells your daughter to run along because "Mommy and Daddy have to talk." while she thoughtfully strokes his chin with her little hand, only to nod with an audible sigh, shaking out her wild hair she won't let you brush. With a little push to her back, she scampers off to her room and he stands to his full height. "I just wanted to see her." he tells you, with that pleading tone you've fallen for countlessly because he knows you're going to say: "It's not safe." for the thousandth time.

! ── He'll tower over you, incline towards you while you scold him under your breath. A hushed argument ensues that your daughter tries to listen in on, and can only hear bits and pieces about how she's not owned, and her dad should get to see her. Stuff she doesn't understand, especially because she can't understand his lack of presence being such a complicated thing when she has no sense of object permanence. If a dad refuses to be there more, it's a problem. You want to cut Jason out completely. That's not fair, as he'll tell you, to the daughter you get to keep.

! ── It's in the way he stands next to you. He's so much taller than you, broader, and muscled. He bulks up more and more every time you see him. He doesn't use his size to intimidate you, rather takes advantage of something else. Big hands stuffed in his back pockets make his leather jacket sit on his wide shoulders exquisitely. His hair is windblown from his motorbike and just the smell of him has a dangerous Pavlov effect on you. Like your eyes want to flutter as they roll into the back of your head and lightning shoots straight down to your core, stinging at the memory of what it's like to be filled by him. The longer you're with him, the thinner your resolve becomes. It evaporates in front of you as he sweeps a hand through his hair, and his posture slacks. "C'mon." he drags out the word playfully, advancing on you. Your hand interrupts him, bracing on his firm chest to keep him from coming closer. "Can't we talk about something else? You're getting me all worked up. Missed you."

You roll your jaw, that resolve slipping. Addicted to him, you're reticent as his tongue darts out to wet his lips while he's eyeing yours. "Jay..." you murmur, and he can hear the defeat in your voice.

! ── "Lucky we got a sitter, huh?" Jason's smug voice cuts through the wet sounds of sex that fills the room. "Now I get some time with my other little girl." That sick delight causes you to reach back, weakly banging your fist against his thigh. He snickers, wolfish and husky resounding from the back of his throat. "Mommy's been missing me, huh? Can feel her clenching down on me like a fuckin' vice."

His thick cock hurts stretching you out, but you needed that pain. There's something about Jason that keeps you saying yes, and it pushed through your requirement of foreplay, unbuckling that belt in haste, comfort be damned you wanted that dick. You're on all fours and he's giving it to you from the back, just how you like it, fucking you like a dog while his hand tangles all up in your hair. He yanks you back by it, and you can't even think of what to say other than mindless pleasured babbles.

"You let me do this every time I come over. Seems like you fuck with me or something." It's true, regardless of the cruel insults you've thrown at him to get him to stay away from you, it's all because you can't say no to him. It's the reason you got pregnant, it's the reason you can't run away far enough, and it's the reason you fuck him every time he comes to visit the kid he helped make.

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

Jason's teeth are sharper than most people. Another funky gift from Lazarus Pit. He's not a full-blown Dracula, but there's a noticeable edge to his canines. There were times in throws of battle when Jason tore someone's flesh off with them chompers. Family dinners at Wayne Manor are a little awkward because everyone at the table is trying to have a normal conversation while they pretend like they don't notice the ease with which Jason is carving meat even using a steak knife. His smiles all the more feral, all the more dangerous. All better to sink into his cute girlfriend. Jason would never hurt you, of course, but he likes to put his mouth on you in all the ways possible and he knows you like it too. Whether it's gentle nibbles on your perfect little fingers that happen to appear in his line of vision, or slow, torturous scraping of his canines along the column of your throat to draw out all those delicious whimpers out of you. You lost count of how many panties and bras and stockings he destroyed because he just could not take them off. No, he has to rip them off with his teeth, shredding them in the process. He always promises to buy you new ones as he nuzzles longingly into your warmth. Speaking of bedroom adventures, he likes to take a generous bite of your ass whenever he's feeling really turned on, then is forced to apologize because you can't sit down without wincing and there's a perfect ring of teeth complete with four deep dentures on your buttcheek.

tags: @thinkingofausername

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

how many donuts can you stack on it

i feel like ive got this down to a science.

warnings: describing fictional characters' peanits in length.

notes: this is what i come back with to post (1 donut = 1 inch)

[ masterlist ]

liu kang > he's got a bioweapon in motion and form, truly. it's so big and thick you might actually die if you try to take it all. 9 donuts. he'll let you do anything to it, silly or not, if it makes you crack a hungry grin like you did when you counted.

bi-han > idk i feel like its not that big, but it's got good thickness.... 4 and a half donuts. finds it stupid, won't agree to putting donuts on it at first, but gives in just so you'll stop. he's embarrassed.

kuai liang > husband length. humble but knows he can get the job done... thinks he could be bigger but you dont complain. 6 donuts. he's too kind and sweet to really have a problem with it.

johnny cage > he thought he'd be able to fit more donuts... not that the current amount is small. 7 and a half donuts. he might try and cram that second half in, but it falls off and splats on the ground.

kenshi takahashi > confident but quiet about it, the donuts don't stop stacking even when you think you couldn't fit another. 9 donuts. expected it, not surprised, but chuckles dryly at your little gasp.

kung lao > tried it on himself before you even got the chance to ask. 7 donuts after trying multiple times at home. lies and says it was nine donuts when he tried it at home...

raiden > nobody expects it from him, since it's not on the forefront of his mind like his bestie... 9 donuts. just thought everyone could fit that many no problem. you had to explain that he's massive.

rain > doesn't talk about it because there isn't really much to say... 5 donuts. (why doesn't he have a personality ever)

tomas vrbada > you just... kept going.... and before you knew it, 8 and a half donuts sat pretty hugging him as he smiles in delight. at first he didn't get your vision, but seeing the shock on your face was more than enough.

baraka > afraid of showing it, tarkat enhanced... all of his features. nearly a baker's dozen, 10 donuts fit with no problem. he growls to himself, adjusting his hips. maybe his condition had a perk.

geras > won't really get why you want donuts on it... but will entertain your ridiculousness. he stands stock still and firm when you put a whopping ten and a half donuts on him. he raises a brow, wondering what the point was.

syzoth > his tongue flicks in curiosity as you try to balance the donuts on both, squeezing a whopping 14 donuts combined! he grins in satisfaction, wondering how many donuts his true form could hold.

havik > it fell off. 0 donut.

shao > shitting your pants when you put the entire dozen onto it, and still have some wiggle room. shao remains unimpressed but silently pleased with his thickness and length as it balances the treats.

shang tsung > it's cute. 5 donuts was his max, but he seems smug about it. he knows you'll take him either way, and the thought makes him smirk.

reiko > 7 and a half donuts stops him short but he just laughs loudly with his hands on his hips. asks if you're impressed, and then offers for you to eat the donuts right off of him.

ermac > ....would ermac have millions of dicks? or just one in his physical manifestation? how many donuts is that...? you'll be there for a while.

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

nanami wants to be your baby daddy!

cw: fem!reader, nanami gets you pregnant, impregnation, breeding, breast play, nipple play, clit play, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, overstimulation, g-spot stimulation, small fluff at end.

word count: 2,766.

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"nanamin... do you think it's time to start trying?"

"for what, my dear?"

"um.. maybe for a baby..."

....

"b-but.. we don't have to do it yet.. i know you're bu-"

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he wants it bad, more than anything. nanami wants to see the precious and swollen tummy of you; his beautiful wife, ready to pop with his baby. the first thing he wants to be met with when he walks through the door is his beautiful wife — and in her arms, their precious baby swaddled in the plushest of swaddle blankets. nanami wants to see the process; hips filling out and plump breasts growing plumper as the changes of pregnancy fill out your already gorgeous figure.

the day you tell nanami that it's been two weeks since you got off the pill, he's excited. so keen on getting you into bed, he wants to skip dinner so he can already have you beneath him. despite his eagerness, he'd never go as far (as much as he wants to) as to ask you to skip dinner. he knows his pretty wife needs all the energy possible for baby-making.

when the time comes, nanami feels overwhelmed that he's finally in the position he's daydreamed of ever since he asked you to be his. softened honey eyes are stuck on your face, his head between your thighs. the tip of his nose nudges against your swollen clit as his staggering breath splays over your folds.

normally, your lips are wrapped around his twitching dick before he goes down on you — but this time he declined. nanami is needier, he's hungrier, like the infatuating desire to be a daddy possessed him deep and to the window of his very soul. he doesn't want this lovemaking session to be about him, it's truly about you. your body is gonna be changing in different ways while your hormones are strapped in for a rollercoaster of many loops and turns. nanami is gonna take the BEST care of you, throughout your pregnancy, and right now — by making sure his darling wife has the best time as he paints her womb with his love! <3

his pink lips and sharp nose shine with your slick; the same slick that caresses the tastebuds of his tongue with sweetness. the wet muscle repeats the same ministrations; flattening so he can cover your drooling hole before a fat stripe is licked all the way up to your love bead before lingering. the tip of his tongue prodding against before concentrating slow circles, garnering mewls and groans before he repeats the whole process over. you can feel tingling, pulses of warmth spread in your lower tummy and clit.

oooh.. it feels really fucking good. makes you go cross eyed like a lovesick puppy. his eyes are fixated on your dumb expressions, fumbling your words and giving long and stupid mewls. the inside of your cunt feels so hot. the pulses of warmth radiating from your clit to the sweet spots inside you are growing in strength. you start bucking your hips like you're in heat, his tongue gliding against your clit. shit.. the way the fat of his tongue massages its tastebuds onto your cute button of nerves feels so good, your head spins each time.

ofcourse, it always feels good when he goes down on you, sucking and nibbling at your cute folds — flicking your nervy bud with the tip of his tongue. his slippery lips wrapping around it and giving it sweet suckles. but now he's making love to your clit, wanting to make your body and hole so badly worked up that it's craving his seed. your cunt is squeezing around nothing and he feels the way your clit twitches in unison with your spasming cunt.

"what is it? does my pretty wife's pussy need something?" you feel his lips spreading along your sensitive bud as he grins — he's so pleased with himself for getting you like this. so needy for him. ah. you're gonna take his seed so easily thanks to his tongue working you up so good. your sweet cunt is squeezing out drool each time it clenches around nothing.

it's normal even after nanami goes down on you to find that your hole is still resistant to him. he's prodding the tip of his meaty member against your entrance over and over again, slowly but surely making way into your cunt. now though, nanami is making sure your pussy won't resist his precum leaking dick even for a second — there's a bigger goal besides both of you getting your fix of each other; you're getting pregnant. he refuses to hear any fusses leave your agape lips about the burning stretch of your hole thanks to his girth. nanami is gonna make sure your pretty pussy is so saturated that it takes his cock with no resistance. so easily that instead of a strained whine falling from your lips; it's the most blissful and relaxed moan. he wants no fight from your pussy, insisting instead that it gobbles him up. precious lil' cunt taking what it truly craves; which is his cum decorating your fertile womb.

"my wife is gonna be so much prettier." he's breathing so softly that your fast heart steadies. there's not a lick of hesitance coating his tone, only confidence. he's so sure of this and you can hear it; it reassures you.

your pussy is dripping so much by the time nanami is done treating your sweet folds to his tongue — but he didn't even let you cum! your clit was toyed and fidgeted by his tongue so much that it's so sensitive. bud worked so good that even a few strokes could have your back arching as your watering eyes roll back into your head from how hard your orgasm would hit. it feels like your cunt is gonna light with fireworks at any minute. sweet girl, your cunt is so sensitive.

"sorry baby.. don't want you cumming yet." he gave your on edge clit a light kiss and pulled away the second he began to feel the quick bucks of your hips transform into long strides.

your sopping hole was twitching and squeezing so rapidly, he knew you were so devastatingly close to a brain shattering orgasm. a thin string of slick connects between his bottom lip and your hole. his tongue darts out to lick his lips in order to break the string, savoring the taste of your arousal.

"want my girl to cum on it. i need to feel your pussy squeezing like it's trying to milk my cock." oh, you already wanna sob from the way he dirtily speaks to you.

the cotton sheets beneath your ass has a growing dark stain of slick and spit. you're embarrassed by the mess but nanami is proud of it, this is the outcome he wanted. he wraps a clammy hand around the base of his shaft before he's guiding it to your neediness — his other hand holding your hips up. his tip prods into your cunt; and there's no resistance. it's so wet that it slides right in with ease. your spasming walls welcome him inside and snuggle his cock so good that he can feel every groove of your walls. the way this feels, it feels so good. every inch of your cunt feels like it was lit with a match, flames purely made of hot white pleasure that lead your brain into a pleasure ridden haze.

fuck, his brain feels like it's glitching as he takes it all in. his beautiful wife underneath him, sweet pussy swallowing only half of his girthy dick with no fuss or trouble. nanami knew he could just slide all the way in until he felt the resistance of further breach from your cervix, but he needs to savor this moment. he wants this moment etched into every crevice of his brain as he knew this was gonna change both of your lives; he could experience this sort of moment only once. glazed honey eyes are glued to where you both connect and he's pulling his hips back; dick pulsing with need as he sees how your cream is already covering his length. a small splash of white already smeared at his base, icing his blonde pubic hair.

"already making a mess on me." he breathes as he thrusts his hips forth, cunt now taking more than half his length. "you needed me so bad, baby? you're so pretty." his hands grab your legs and wrap them around his waist. fuck, he's hitting you even deeper and a garbled cry leaves your wet from drool lips.

you're groaning sweetly as he finds a pace that has your mind spinning so fast, you fear it'll lose balance. large hands are groping your breasts now. nanami's rough thumbs grind their pads into your pebbling nipples; your cunt rewarding his cock with a tight squeeze that makes his hips push deeper into you.

"nanamin.. o-oh.." shit. this is so good. his thumbs play with your hardened nipples as his cock massages every sweet spot embedded deep into your walls.

nanami's brain is infatuated with how sensitive you are — he loves how good you feel because of him. his thoughts are feral. he needs to make you a mama, he'll do whatever it takes. you're so pretty like this, your moans are so dirty as he fucks you. his fingers pinch your nipples before his palms knead and paw at your breasts.

"sweet girl." nanami grunts, roughly squeezing your tits. he drags a hand deftly down to his mouth and sucks his thumb.

eyes roll back into your skull when he taps his saliva coated thumb against your clit.

"ooooh! fuck! h-hah.. nanami- hnn.. feels so- so.. so good.." aw, your hips are bucking from the little pat pat pat of his thumb.

"mm. yeah? bet my girl's cunt feels so on edge from all our playing." his voice comes out in a rough purr, it's so raw. he grabs the both of your thighs, shoving his pelvis deeper into yours.

you choke out a cry. his pelvis now bumps and rubs against your clit. it's so sensitive! the pulse in your clit is white hot and it's rendering your jaw slack as you're cutely drooling from how good it feels. his heavy balls slap against your ass cheeks when he thrusts deep, you're biting your tongue and staring at him with half lidded eyes. you're so wet, your mind is hazy and your cunt sputters with drips of slick.

ah, the noises of his balls smacking against your cheeks sends tingles into your cunt; it's so lewd and dirty. he's gonna fuck a baby into you like this — his strong thrusts making his balls plap against you while your cunt soaks everything that surrounds it. shit. ughhh. your tongue is lolling out from the furious friction of his pelvis dragging against your clit. you're squeezing so tight around him and he feels it, every thrust has your cunt reeling towards a well deserved orgasm.

nanami hunches over your writhing body, lips pressing against yours; tongues clashing against each other while you both can hear the gentle plaps of his desperate hips on yours. swollen pairs of lips are trading grunts and moans, tangled and sloppy as his hips start to stutter and you're a few more strokes away from your clit getting an orgasm wringed out.

"nanam..i.. nanami.." your cracking voice is warning him, oh, that heat that cradles your clit so close and lovingly is threatening to unleash itself.

"yeah? what's wrong, baby?" hhnngh. his dick is so deep, it's pressed up against all of you. it's nudging it's pronounced head against your cervix. if your clit wasn't so swollen with stimulation, the cervix prodding would've hurt. your head was in the sky though — your sweet husband fucking every painful nerve into submission as he buries himself deeper.

"oh baby.." words are stumbling as your cunt locks his dick into what feels like a chokehold. "cum-" is the only thing you pathetically choke out before your back arches.

"there we go, beautiful. cum all over it." his purring voice praises you as every neuron fires in your brain.

nanami swears he heard a pop from how arched your spine was. your thighs convulse and shake as the weight of your orgasm cave in on you. you're sobbing and rutting your hips up into his, stimulating your clit more as you rock through your orgasm. it feels like hot licks are pressing into your twitching button. thick meat is getting squeezed so deliciously by your snug cunt. it feels so good that each squeeze of your hole eventually causes nanami's vigor to falter — and he couldn't stop it.

nanami begins to tumble and roll towards his own orgasm. his balls pulse, wavering with such hunger as you feel the tip stiffen. oh, it's like it's swelling inside; ready to burst and feed your fertile cunt with well equipped seed.

"baby, yo.. you're making me cum." he's pounding you — his dick is rocking it's tip into your g-spot which makes your brain turn to mush from the added stimulation.

"ah-ah yeah.. nanamin.. make me a mommy." shit, you're egging him on now while you keep bucking those slutty hips into him :( you're definitely gonna take his seed, he'll make sure of it.

"m-make my tummy swollen." is all he hears as his ears ring. his body lurches forward as he shoves his hips into yours, it's almost painful how much his swelling cock presses into your cervix. his balls heavily pulsing as he spills his load inside.

the man's toes crack as they roughly curl into themselves. he's flooding your fertile womb with his seed and you feel his cock twitch, wincing at the deep cramp it pulls from your lower stomach as you mewl.

your pussy still squeezes and spasms even after he slips out. the shape of him feels imprinted into your walls. your insides feel so warm, you squelch with his cum. you're so sure this wouldn't be an issue. there's no way that you couldn't get pregnant from how deep he was inside you.

his body shudders from how sensitive he feels, tips of calloused fingers now run along your inner thighs. your cunt still twitches like it's hungry for more — and a part of nanami almost wants to slide back in and fuck you all over again.

"you did so good." his voice soft as he praises, pressing his lips against your knee. "what can i get for my girl?" ooh.. the very tips of his fingers are now running along your puffy lips.

your eyes blink slowly, the gears in your brain grinding as your lips fall for a response. "mm.. water.. and ah-.." hips raise ever so slightly from how his fingers graze your folds. "cuddles.."

nanami chuckles, humming a soft "mhm" as he leaves to fetch your requested water; returning shortly after. your ears perk at the sound of the ice cubes dinking against the glass cup. you push yourself up to sit and eyes fall down as you feel a gooey warmth slip out between your thighs.

the moment your hand is firmly holding the cup of water, nanami's fingers — cold from the ice water, slide between your thighs. a chilly finger is scooping up his leaking cum before he's pushing it back into your hole and you practically choke on the freezing water.

"m' sorry baby.. just wanna make sure it takes." an equally chill thumb grazes your clit before pulling away, thick finger slipping from your leaky and warm walls.

a shaky hand of yours is setting down the water on the nightstand, and nanami takes the opportunity to crawl back into bed; wrapping strong arms around your waist as he's pulling you so close. his breath is hot against your neck as he peppers the delicate and sensitive skin with kisses.

"so proud of you. you feeling okay?" you nod, melting into his arms; his comfort and cuddles lulling you into a sleep.

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no one is more excited than nanami when you barge into his at home office, waving a pink stick in front of his face that flashes a "+" symbol on the tiny screen.

"oh!!! look at that!" his smile is so full of love as crows feet adorn the outer corners of his eyes. "my wife is gonna be a mommy." he's on his feet, wrapping his arms around you as he's pressing the sweetest kiss to your forehead.

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

HEADKANONS MK1 | SOFT!BI HAN | COMFORT AND SMUT EDITION

TW: daddykink, care, comfort, soft behavior, afab anatomy, v!sex, fingering, eat out, praise, somnophilia.

A/N: just needed to write more of his soft smut

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Is a man who likes to be a caregiver. He likes to spoil you and know when you need support and help, he is observant so he can tell when you are bad or not, if he notices this he will bring you a glass of water or put his hand on your head, asking if you need something. "-You look bad dear... I like to see you happy, not like this."

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who spoils you with gifts, using the Lin Kuei's funds, no one will know, after all he is the grand master - buying expensive gifts, silver, gold and diamond jewelry that match your eyes, or clothes in the most luxurious fabrics and look good in your body, he will hand you the bags and sit on the bed telling you to change your clothes for him.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who will carry you on his shoulder easily, with one of his arms he will grab your smaller body, carrying you around, showing off his S/O to everyone - he likes to carry you on his shoulders and feel your thighs squeeze his face, while your hands caress the top of his head.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who will give you kisses every morning, long kisses on your forehead, while whispering how well you did last night, and how beautiful you looked with his marks on your soft skin.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who after a full day, he praises you, seeing how mentally tired you are, massaging your shoulders with some sweet aroma oil, his hands will massage you from your neck to your back, touching all the most tired spots and aching, enjoying every satisfied moan and happy sigh you give to his cool, soft touch. "-You try so hard for me, let me take care of you sweetheart." Right after the massage, he will help you take a hot or cold shower - it depends on your preference at the time - while watching you, he joins you, massaging your breasts lightly, he knows how much you love his touch and that effect it has on you - but that time, he will just stay there, hugging you as the water falls over the two of you, bodies pressed together and naked, only the splash of water and sweet praise from the grand master's voice can be heard.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who peppers your face with kisses, smiling slightly as he does them, while the two of you prepare something to eat together and watch your favorite movie, he will whisper in your ear to tickle you and see you laugh sweetly, Bi Han would fall more and more in love that you smiled because of him, never tired of saying that you should smile more, otherwise you might end up like him - a bad-tempered grand master -

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who gets the most comfortable and softest pillows, and warmest sheets, arranging a comfortable space on the big sofa, while he watches you choose the movie, he won't complain, even if it's a horrible movie for him, after all, he just wants to make you happy after a busy day.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who will smile at the choice of clothes you made, just a loose shirt of his on your body, with nothing underneath and yet, you looked like the most beautiful person in the world to him. "-You brought everything to watch the movie, right? After you play, I don't want any complaints that you forgot to pick up something, ok, little hunter?" He joked as he watched you go in his direction, hugging his arm, enjoying the cold of your cyromancer boyfriend's body.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who realizes that you're not paying that much attention to the movie, but that you're sleepy, but mostly horny, rubbing yourself against him, while moaning softly. "-Oh baby... do you need help to cum? just ask me ." Bi Han speaks calmly, placing a kiss on your lips and lightly placing his hand at your entrance, letting you rub yourself against his fingers, while he felt your clit pulsate and you melt even more under his touch. "-Are you having fun bunny? Do you want more than my fingers?" the grandmaster moans hoarsely when he sees you agree, while the only light that illuminates your body is that of the TV, making the atmosphere even more intimate and tempting for Bi Han. "-Come my angel, let me take care of you and prove how much I love you."

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who lets you rub yourself against his muscular thighs, your hands resting on his shoulders while you moan sleepily and desperately, your clit rubbing against the length of his groin, getting dangerously close to his cock, he wanted to feel you on his thick shaft, on other occasions he would order you to jump on his dick immediately, but not that night, that night was yours, and he was going to make you happy and comfortable as much as possible. "-Keep doing what feels good for you, just keep moaning beautifully like that, my love..." He watches as you continue rubbing against him, loving seeing your body swaying, his hands slowly guided you onto his cock, no penetration, just your pussy rubbing against his pulsing and hot member, making you even more sleepy and wet. "-Just say the word, darling. And daddy will give you everything you need." Bi Han growled, as he moaned hoarsely, watching your wet cunt rub against every exposed vein on his cock.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who you deny it, and insist on just rubbing yourself against his length, he will understand, while squeezing your breast, smiling and moaning when he sees you satisfy like that, in a short time his abdomen will be dirty with juices from the two of you mixed together, a wet mess, but he will encourage you to continue by telling you how good you make him feel. "-Fuck you're so beautiful like that, that tight pussy just making me cum like that, a good boy/girl for daddy isn't it?" he spoke like a hiss, like the purest silk, looking you in the eyes, he knew you would want more and more pleasure, drunk with sleep and the pleasure of his cock.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who lies down behind you on the sofa, pulling the soft duvet on both bodies, he will place one of his arms under your head, and whisper to you to focus only on the pleasure and on your favorite movie that was still playing on the screen , as he slowly slid his pulsating, cum-smeared shaft under the covers, slowly entering your wet, needy hole. Your body trembled in front of him, your soft moans filling the air as he fucked you. "-You feel so good, baby. So warm and tight." he murmured, leaning down to nibble your earlobe. "-Cum for Daddy. Let all your stress and tension disappear, just close your eyes and let me take care of everything." He encouraged you, his cock pumped inside your wet pussy, you closed your eyes, the sensation of your peak came quickly, making you hold onto one of the pillows, as you milked Bi Han's cock and moaned his name, whimpering for sensation in your core. "-You're so beautiful when you come on my cock little angel, I could fuck you forever, just to see your pretty face contort with pleasure every time."

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who continues with his dick buried inside your pussy, giving small slow and hot thrusts, while massaging your hips. "-That's right, I keep you warm all night long... Sleep tight baby boy/girl, daddy is right here with you." He whispered, pulling the sheet over both of you as you settled into a comfortable position, he stayed there, until he saw his shaft soften and come out of you, he watched you sleep and gently cleaned you, turning off the TV while sighing - laying down on your side again, he fulfilled his promise, keeping you warm for the rest of the night -

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[kakuchosindigenouswife]

Kuai Liang and Tomas with a reader who was sent by bi-han to assassinate them but reader is not intimidating AT ALL- like she’s small but has the perfect body for carrying a child. So both of them instantly are like “well time to put her to good use” basically both of them knock reader up and now reader is apart of the shirai ryu walking around carrying twins- like I imagine small reader in some Hanfu that’s white and yellow and is struggling to do stuff because of her stomach size. ((My breeding kink is going through the roof and all I can imagine is Tomas and kuai with a small reader sandwiched between them))

good use

a/n: god, i want to be sandwiched between them too

pairing: tomas vrbada x afab!reader x kuai liang

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), breeding kink, fingering, thigh riding

Kuai Liang and Tomas look at you with a quirked eyebrow

you’re small, about half a head shorter than the both of them, and you hold your weapon in one hand as you hold yourself in your stance

but they notice the hesitation in your steps, almost as if you didn’t want to hurt them, and Kuai Liang wonders where he’s seen you before

for a second, nothing happens between you two, but then you leap forward and the two are forced to defend themselves

you put up a much harder fight than either of them had anticipated, and it’s only when Kuai Liang finally recognizes you and calls your name do you flinch and let your guard down

which allows Tomas to come in with the attack that disarms you

you sit on your knees, hands tied behind your back and mask pulled down and eyes downcast as you await death while Kuai Liang and Tomas hold a quiet conversation

they come back toward you, and you bow your head forward, asking them to make it quick and clean so that you wouldn’t have to suffer

Kuai Liang instead offers an olive branch to you and asks if you would like to join the Shirai Ryu, and you look up at him in surprise

you take a few breaths as if contemplating your decision before you give a small nod, and Tomas unties you and helps you stand up

the next few weeks Kuai Liang stares at you from across the training grounds and has a foot soldier trail you to make sure you weren’t double crossing them

but you don’t do anything, you follow his orders, work hard in training, go to bed, and work your way up to sparring with Tomas and Kuai Liang

he remembers you from when he was a child, training alongside him despite your parent’s disapproval and had made a name for yourself in the Lin Kuei before disappearing for a few years

Kuai Liang remembers feeling sad, and Tomas had felt the same way as well

in the present, you spar with Tomas, and he pins you down, face smashed into the dirt and hands held behind your back

you concede, and Tomas lets go

you roll over onto your back and let your chest heave up and down in the air as you try to calm down from the rush of adrenaline from fighting

a sudden thought enters Kuai Liang’s head, the thought of you pinned down underneath him, hands gripping onto your wrists as he fucks into you

how sweet you would sound and how obedient you would be

Kuai Liang turns away and shakes the thoughts from his head, he cannot afford to be distracted by his own soldiers

and yet, he finds himself drawn to you ever since that day, and he notices Tomas shying away from you and growing flushed whenever you two spar

Kuai Liang talks with him, and Tomas rubs the back of his head and admits that he does like you and wants more with you

for a moment, Kuai Liang isn’t sure how to proceed, but he figures brothers should share

and so the two of them watch you carefully, and they notice how you lean in closer to their touch, how you flock to them easily, how much smaller you are to them

you’re not too short, just about half a head short

and yet, you still have to crane your head to look up at them, and Kuai Liang always has to turn his head away to not crack underneath the pressure and fuck you right then and there

and then one day, you finally pin down Kuai Liang in training, and you have the biggest smile and Kuai Liang can’t help himself and calls you beautiful

you freeze in place, and Kuai Liang watches you blush and get off him

you hold out a hand, head turned to the side to try and hide your blush, but he can still see the way your face flushes

Kuai Liang smiles and takes your hand to stand up, kissing the back of it softly when he gets up off the floor, and you let out a small squeak before bowing respectfully and scurrying off

the next few days, Tomas and Kuai Liang make moves on you, kissing the back of your hand, bringing you in closer, piling food onto your plate during mealtimes

and finally, at the end of the week, Tomas and Kuai Liang sit in the head office, going through papers and sorting all the information when they hear a knock on the door

they call for them to enter, and in you come in your sleepwear, a thing night robe that does nothing to hide your figure

Tomas and Kuai Liang immediately stop what they’re doing and ask you to come and sit down next to them, patting the space between them

you sit between the two of them and fiddle with the hem of your robe before asking if they’re actually making advancements on you, if you’re not imagining it?

because you like them too, but you don’t want to ruin their relationship or anything

and you start to ramble, and Tomas grabs your chin and brings you into his lap for a kiss

you let out a small yelp of surprise before melting into his arms and letting him support your weight as you deepen the kiss

Kuai Liang comes up behind you and kisses your neck, and you whine into Tomas’s mouth as Kuai Liang gropes you from behind

you start to grind into Tomas’s thigh, looking for some friction, and whimper into his mouth as he gropes your ass

Kuai Liang slips off the shoulder of your night robe and salivates at the realization that you’re not wearing a bra, and he wonders…

he slips a hand down the inside of your robe, and confirms his suspicions that you’re not wearing any underwear either

he grins at you and asks if you were looking for this in the first place, and you whine in Tomas’s mouth, turning warm as Kuai Liang slips off the rest of your robe from your body

he squeezes your chest, taking your sensitive nipples and rolling them between his heated fingers, and your bare cunt jerks against Tomas’s rough pants

Tomas groans into your mouth and grips onto your hips and slides them back and forth, making your head tilt back as you whine into the air

your clit drags against the rough material, and Tomas ducks his head down to suck hickeys into your neck as he drags you against his pants

Kuai Liang coos at your strained moans and continues to tease your nipples as your hands trail up and Tomas’s arms, not sure whether to let go of you or continue to tease you

you squirm in Tomas’s leg and let out a pant, asking them for more please in a desperate voice, and Kuai Liang coos at you

Tomas lets go of your hips and holds onto your shoulders, detaching his mouth from your neck to kiss you

Kuai Liang grabs onto your hips and drags them back towards him, so that you’re on your hands and knees between them

he can see the wet patch you’ve left on Tomas’s pants, and Kuai Liang chuckles at you and squeezes your plush ass between his calloused fingers

he runs his fingers through your folds and finds them soaking wet already

he chuckles at you, asking if you really got that wet just from Tomas letting you hump his thigh, and you place your face into Tomas’s neck and mumble something

Kuai Liang asks you to speak up, pinching your clit as he does so, and you whine loudly before telling them you had played with yourself earlier, needed them so bad that you fucked yourself open on a toy

Kuai Liang digs his nails into your ass, making you whimper and your hips buck backward, and he has to stop himself from imagining the thought of you fucking yourself desperately on some toy and moaning his and Tomas’s name

Tomas seems to find pleasure in the thought and bites into your neck, running his tongue over the mark, and he grips onto your shoulders tightly as if to control himself

you pant into Tomas’s shoulder, hips jerking as Kuai Liang slips his fingers into your wet pussy and slowly pumps them in and out of you

somehow, you’re still so tight around his fingers, and he decides you need to be stretched a little more if you want to take the both of them

Kuai Liang curls his fingers to try and find that little sweet spot that he knows that you have, and when your hips rock backward, and the top of your body collapses onto Tomas’s, Kuai Liang knows he’s found it

he massages his fingers into the spot, and he can feel your pussy growing wetter around him and dripping onto the floor as he continues to fuck you open on his fingers

you moan into Tomas’s shoulder, and the gray assassin coos at you and palms at his cock as he lavishes your neck with hickeys and bite marks

he groans into your skin as your hand wanders downward to take his cock out of his pants, and you pump Tomas, spreading the pre-cum all over his shaft

he grunts at the feeling and holds onto your wrist, simply holding on as he lets you stroke him

Kuai Liang continues to fuck you on his fingers, and he adds in a third finger, relishing in the sound of your high-pitched whine at the stretch

you pant and wiggle your hips around, and Kuai Liang has to grip onto your hips to hold you still for him

he fucks you on three of his fingers,and he feels your needy cunt clamp down on his fingers as you let out a loud keen and cum on his fingers

you thumb presses into Tomas’s slit, and the gray assassin bites your neck again to try and control himself from cumming

although that becomes increasingly harder with the way you quicken the pace of your hand, desperate to have him cum with you

Tomas takes your hand off of his cock, shushing you when you let out a small noise of complaint

Kuai Liang removes his fingers from your cunt and sticks them into his mouth, running his tongue over your taste and moaning at it

next time, he would have to taste you properly, but for now, he needed to fuck you and stretch you open on his cock

he slides your hips forward, and you straighten your back so that your chest presses flush against Tomas’s and Kuai’s chest presses into your back

Kuai Liang takes out his cock and slides it in between your folds, and you squirm as the head of his dick catches on your puffy clit

you moan for him to fuck you, please you need it, and Kuai Liang chuckles at you but concedes and slides into you

you grip onto Tomas’s shoulders, moaning at the stretch, and Kuai Liang isn’t much better, holding onto your hips tight enough to leave bruises as he tries not to cum

he thrusts into you shallowly, waiting for Tomas to slide his cock into you as well

the gray assassin takes his cock and notches it next to Kuai’s, and slowly slides in, kissing your face as a few tears slide down at the pain

you pant into the air but neither of them stop moving, fucking into you shallowly as you adjust to their size

Tomas groans at the sight of your stomach; he can see how their cocks bulge from your stomach, and his hips jerk harshly into you

you moan loudly, and the both of them take it as a cue to start fucking into you roughly

Kuai Liang brings his hand around to press a hand down on your stomach, and it makes you whine and throw your head back as you become jello in their arms

Tomas watches as the bulge disappears in and out of you, and he wants to see more, to see you big and round with their children, his children

he tells you so, telling you that you’d look so pretty with his children, all big and round and beautiful when you’re pregnant

it fills Kuai Liang’s head with thoughts of his children, and he can feel himself get harder at the thought of you pregnant and full of him

he holds onto your hips roughly as his hips grow erratic, thoughts of you leaking with his cum, stuffed with his heirs and so sensitive and pliable underneath his fingertips

Tomas isn’t much better, groaning as he holds onto your shoulder and tells you how pretty you look, how pretty you’ll look with their heirs

you whine and sob as your hands wander over Tomas’s arms and Kuai Liang’s hands, unsure of who to hold as you keen and cum on their cocks

they fuck into you harshly, chasing their own highs and cumming deep inside of you

they don’t slide out for a moment, taking a second to calm down before finally slipping out and letting you fall down and cuddle on Kuai Liang’s chest

Tomas watches as their cum drips out of you and onto the floor, and he takes his fingers and pushes it back into it, insistent on not wasting a single drop

Kuai Liang pets your hair as you whine, and he picks you up into his arms to take you to the hot springs and help you relax and clean up

he helps you clean up, and when he carries you back to your bed, Tomas has the bed made and helps moisturize you and dress you in some light clothes

they tuck you into bed and cuddle up next to you, a protective hand over you as you all fall asleep together

months later, Kuai Liang tuts at you and picks up something off the floor and hands it back to you, and you smile at him gratefully

you rub a hand over your round belly, baby kicking hard, Tomas comes over with a few fruit slices and kisses your forehead

you smile at the both of them, basking in the sun, happy that you had met the both of them again